#something something hinata is just a insert for the player

[koziku]

Everyday, I imagine a future where I can be with you. 🍀🖊️🌻

[hq-analysis]

Haikyuu!! Chapter 291: The Day of Change

I’ll be just crowing over this chapter. Ha! Crow-ing! Hell yeah, Karasuno!

The whole stadium is in uproar, completely taken aback with Karasuno’s win. But none is as surprised as the heroes of the match who remains in stunned disbelief with their successful block. It still doesn’t look like it has sunk in even when the team has descended upon them. (poor tsukishima is just so tired, finally, he can rest)

On the other side of the court, their loss is currently sinking in for Inarizaki. It’s always tough to see their expressions, but only one team can win in a match. (and damn, i need to be prepared, don’t i? i’m excited, but also terrified for battle of trash heap)

By the way of Battle of Trash Heap…

They’ve all got their game face on. And they all look badass. Even Kenma has his excited face. Yes, that excited face.

Now I’m getting stoked again for the upcoming match.

The training camp coaches are so proud, despite Hinata is not actually one of the players they actually coached, he wasn’t even invited lol. But they did witness his struggle and growth in the training camp, and to see him reap the result, on the national stage nonetheless…

Then the handshake,

Ace to Ace. Captain to Captain. Setter to Setter. There cannot be better matchups really. (which also gets me thinking, can asahi be said that he’s on par with the aces of the nation’s top 5 now? he kicks ass in this match)

Hinata’s getting more setter to his harem. The last time we heard that sentiment is Oikawa, and both Oikawa and Atsumu show their dislike of Hinata’s demanding style, and yet neither can resist the intrigue and challenge of meeting Hinata’s demand. Oh Hinata.

And is that a challenge for them to meet again on the national stage? Does that mean we’ll see Haikyuu with the current second years at the core of their teams? I’m holding on to that Furudate-sensei.

The cheering squad gets the acknowledgment they deserve. Sportsmanship doesn’t end on the court, they extend to the cheering squad. Well done both teams’ cheering squads! The teams cannot do as well without you! (grandma kita’s precious) True cheering squad understand better than anyone else the team’s struggles and keep cheering even when the team loses.

Kita is as calm as ever. Seriously, I’m getting Ushijima’s vibe from him. Tanaka’s getting fans, who started off doubting him and ended up cheering for him, well done! (and he’s so clueless, seriously, i’m starting to think that tanaka actually has a fair share of admirers, but he’s just too oblivious). Yachi is so, so relieved. I’m surprised she doesn’t turn into a blubbering mess right then and there. Kiyoko’s grinning, she’s so proud of her boys.

Honestly these two, they are so much alike. One cannot help but wonder whether they are the best of friends or the bitterest of enemies lol.

Oh dear. I cackle. Kita’s so unimpressed. But surprisingly, the troublemakers do respect his senpais and feel responsible for their loss.

Kita’s such a good captain. In the end, he’s the one who brings the strong team to tears. Not their loss, but just him and his words and his pride in his team. He has the right to cry for his last game, but he’s smiling because he’s happy for his wayward children, who finally have someone to keep up with them and someone they look forward to facing off in the future. Oh Kita ｡ﾟ･（>﹏<）･ﾟ｡

He’s cemented his place in the top 3 of my fave captains. Honestly, Furudate-sensei is amazing. Not only he manages to make all the teams distinct, but also give them personality of their own, while similarities can be seen, such as Kita, who bears resemblance to Daichi and Ushijima (and Kuroo?), it is still distinctly Kita. But captains? Captains are something else. Captain squad FTW!

Tired Karasuno is tiredTM. Kageyama’s whites can be seen. Noya is just plain adorable (insert loud squealing here). Daichi’s eyebags has bags. Asahi’s yawning like a lion. Tanaka’s halfway (un)dressing himself. Tsukishima’s head lols back and forth like a pendulum. All but one.

Hinata has experienced his moment. You’d think that his moment will be similar to Bokuto, in that they are both aces and spikers, that it will be about spiking, and yet it cannot be any different, because for Hinata it is when he makes perfect receive. Hinata is already deep into volleyball mania, what will the experience make of him? will it be good or will it be bad? I end up analysing things anyway, brain, please shut off. (and tsukki’s so attentive of hinata, seriously all the tsukihina lately makes me happy. now where’s all the fics?)

Old souls captain. Seriously, only Kita and Kuroo who speak of their kouhai as though they are much older. ‘kids’, ‘youngster’… lol After getting through the personality mismatch I think they’ll get along talking in old-man speak. It’ll be hilarious.

[yansim-fan314]

I have come up with an idea to make the Rainbow 9 in 1989 kinda important!

Under the cut is my ideas

I believe Yui Rio is meant to give you a fake ID so I’m going off this idea of the rainbow nine providing useful items after befriending them with slightly difficult tasks. For Yui’s task I think it should be something like:

“Yui Rio doesn’t believe you are capable of fighting off the delinquent girls. Beat all five of them up and bring back evidence of your victory to Yui.” Her task would simply be fighting all five of the female delinquents and bringing back one of their weapons to Yui. You must defeat ALL of the female delinquents without killing them, so making them drop their weapons after being beat in a fight

Yuna could provide a limited supply of uniforms per week similar to Hazu. However she will be slightly different, she won’t automatically make the uniform. You have to ask her to make the uniform and she will take an ingame 30 minutes to sew up a new uniform for you. Her task could be:

“Yuna Hina loves to sing but is far to embarrassed to sing in public. Set up a small stage in the school gym for Yuna’s friends to watch her perform.” This task would include finding a microphone somewhere on school grounds, asking the Drama club to retreat to their club room, setting up the small stage with props similar to Ai’s performance and ask the rainbow girls (and Kaguya if this is week 1) to attend her performance

Koharu could give the player a permanent self defence boost, or more so known as a half a level (10 study points) of physical education in class. Her task could be like:

“Koharu Hinata wishes to join the Martial Arts club but is too busy talking with her friends to ever attend club activities. Speak with the Martial Arts club members and inquire if it is okay for Koharu to miss activities twice a month.” Completing this task would generally be simple. But would add Koharu to the martial arts club making her fighting back much stronger

Mei could provide a permanent extra 2 study points per class session. Mei’s bonus does not stack when the player skips the day, only when actually playing the day and attending class on time. And her task would be:

“Mei Mio is currently working on a paper for her college applications, but she doesn’t have a printer at home to print off her papers. Locate a working printer for Mei to use.” While it seems simple, the only working printer would be in the faculty room and faculty will be using it all the time. You would have to sneak in during class time and plug in Mei’s USB (or whatever type of portable storage device available in 1989) with her papers on it to print.

Haruto could include some extra matchmaking advice making matchmaking slightly faster. His task could be like:

“Haruto Yuto has been wanting to get an ear piercing for some time now but his parents do not allow him to get one. Find a needle and a lighter to pierce Haruto’s ear so he can insert his own earring.” This also seems kinda simple as needles are found in the sewing room and you can just use a blowtorch from the science club right? Wrong. You need a specific needle to match the size of Haruto’s piercing he wants to add and a blowtorch would melt the needle so you need to steal a lighter from the faculty member who smokes.

Sota would give the player a one time payment of $100. The catch is the player would first have to:

“Sota Yuki is running low on money, so much so that he has completely ran out of money and has no money to pay the fare on the way home. Give Sota $100 and recommend a part time job to gain his trust.” Yes the player has to first make $100 to receive Sota’s $100. I know $100 in YanSim is literally worthless but hey I’m kinda running low on ideas.

Hayato can give the player a second 10 points immediately put into your physical education stat. This matched with Koharu’s bonus once you attend class you will instantly gain one level of physical education. However unlike Koharu Hayato’s task will be:

“Hayato Haruki has been considering joining either the sports club or the martial arts club. Ask the members the benefits of their clubs and relay this information back to Hayato.” This task will take minimum 2 days to complete as the clubs will get suspicious of Ryoba asking both of them the benefits of their clubs at the same time. After he hears the information he will join the sports club greatly increasing his physical strength and speed.

Ryusei will grant the player an extra 2 study points every week if they request to study with him. Ryusei’s task would be:

“Ryusei Koki often hears loud noises coming from the science club. Spy on the science club and discover the source of these disruptions to Ryusei’s studying.” Upon completion the player is not given a choice but to waste the rest of their after school time studying with Ryusei that day. If the player does not study with Ryusei once a week Ryusei will believe he is not a good friend and you will have to complete a different task to regain his trust.

Lastly Sora could give the player a bonus when socializing with a student. His chill vibes would transfer over to Ryoba and make her more popular. His task could be:

“Sora Sosuke wishes people would quit calling him lazy when he tries to relax at school instead of doing his homework. Do his homework for him so he can say he did it at home.” This would be similar to the current task he has now. But the catch is you can only do it after class if you don’t want a reputation penalty for being late for class, because doing his homework will take 2 hours out of the player’s day. So if you start at 3:30 you will regain control of Ryoba in time to finish Sora’s task at 5:30.

That is all my ideas. I hope they are not too much to read and make logical sense for 1989.

[tibbycaps]

this isnt going to fit in the replies so. fuck it we ball. okay like to summarize it. basically. naegi is the protag of the first game and i find his personality to be a little more. simple? mild? he's kind of an ordinary guy with normal background who reacts pretty realistically to the situations he's put in, compared to a very over-the-top cast of characters. and i think the writers intentionally kept their protagonist of their first game a little simple so the player could easily project onto him. and i feel like a lot of fanon grian interpretations seem appealing to people because they're easy for people to self-insert themselves into the hermit/traffic world through him. grian is a lot of people's introduction to the fanbase after all so it makes sense. i feel like grian's character changes a lot in fan works depending on what's needed for the story, and a lot of drastically different interpretations of the character are still considered to be accurate.

meanwhile so hinata okay. he's the protagonist of the second game. and he ends up being kind of more fleshed out as a character with a detailed backstory relevant to lore established in game 1. he has a more defined personality, this is the second game so we don't need to spend as much time introducing the concept of dangan ronpa and we can focus more on this guy's character and his lore in particular. naegi is a lot more passive of a character but hinata is more... sardonic. he's more blunt, he shows more exasperation at the cast of colorful, campy characters that surround him, he's a guy that has a lot going on under the surface in a way that naegi doesn't have. something about hinata just feels very different tonally from naegi. he's more solid of a character and less of a passive protagonist the way naegi is. idk if this makes any sense maybe you just had to be there. and also hinata is a woman she told me. so yeah

i was talking about fuckass grian with my gf and i was trying to articulate just why sometimes fanon interpretations of grian are a bit uninteresting to me and what i like vs what i dont like. and in a dreadfully ironic turn of events the best way that i managed to put it into words was that there are people who make grian a Makoto Naegi and there are people who make grian a Hajime Hinata and that was when she said it made sense to her

[valeriele3]

Random thought for the self-aware au!

What if..

The characters insert Morse codes or some $h¡t inside the game to talk with the player? Like, they so desperately wanted to talk with their beloved player that they had a thought..If they can’t talk to them(player) directly, why not indirectly?

They somehow manage to break into the games systems and insert little messages for the player to find

They can alter/change the current existing texts or add new ones while making sure the devs don’t see the changes

You can just be playing a story quest and what you see in text and what the character is saying is completely different

Ex.

Character: Traveler could you please help me find my lost keys?

Text: Traveler I missed you so so much! When will you finally decide to join us in Teyvat?

Ex2.

While looking through the settings or options in game you notice it’s suddenly different.

Instead of seeing “Office” it says “.. .-.. -.--“ and instead of “Work” it says

“../ -- .. … …/ -.-- .-“

Edited/Added Idea:

Ex 3. (For Danganronpa)

What if they’re put in the killing game and as time goes on the MC(Kaede/Shuichi, Hinata, Makoto) start to notice the players presence and start to feel love & admire the player for helping them.

But that innocent love slowly turns corrupted, obsessive. By that time the other characters have also found out about the player because of the MC’s strange behavior and they go through what the MC does..They’re thankful someone even bothers to help them in this helpless situation..That thankfulness turns to admiration turns to love and turns to obsession

They want the players attention. They NEED their attention.

And so, the killings continue and dear player doesn’t even realize their game is self-aware. They just think that this is how the game is supposed to go

If someone uses this idea please tag me I need to read it. I’ve been looking for something like this but haven’t been able to

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

🏅 Being Team Japan's Manager 🏅

👀Miss Manager Secretly Dating Oikawa 👀

Oikawa Toru featuring Team Japan x Female Manager

Warnings: Swearing, kissing, bullying Oikawa

AN: This is an Anon request!

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Well I guess you guys are getting an extra headcannon set today because Tumblr screwed me again 🙃

Earth to YN HELLO 👋🏻

Seriously are you ok?

Like blink twice so we know you are thinking clearly 👁👁

Because what and I mean this is the most loving way

WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?

Ok first off, you have a whole team of the hottest men at your disposal!

1. Iwaizumi 2.

Iwaizumi should have tipped the scales already YN 💅

But nevertheless, you can't do anything the easy way can you?

Hence Oikawa

The man, the myth, the freaking legand himself 👐🏻

But to be fair, you didn't know he was THE Oikawa at first

You met him randomly while getting coffee

He was behind you in line and totally struck up a convo with you

Seriously the man is super personable

Anyways, he asked you for your number and thus blossomed a beautiful friendship that turned romantic

Now at this point, you knew him a Toru

His surname hadn't come up in conversation yet

And to be honest, Oikawa didn't know you were Team Japan's Manager

It's almost like this meeting was fate 😍

Anyways, it was about a month of dating before you figured this out

Oikawa had to leave Japan to go back to Argentina for Training

You knew he was a volleyball player and that he played for Argentina 🇦🇷

However you didn't know he was THE single most hated man in all of Japan 🤣

Seriously, when you arrived at training one day you heard Iwaizumi talking

So you listened 👂🏻

Because that's what we do when Iwaizumi Hajime, 27, Athletic Trainer talks

We 👏🏻 listen 👏🏻

"So it looks like we will be playing Oikawa at the Olympics"- Iwaizumi

A literally sea of groans sounds 😫

"Seriously?" - Atsumu

"The great king"- Hinata 😱

"I still hate him"- Kags

"I still think he should have gone to Shiratorizawa"- Ushiwaka

"I've heard Argentina is a strong team"- Yaku

Wait... Argentina? 👀

"Yeah and being that Oikawa is from Japan and knows us, it will only be harder"- Sakusa

Wait... Oikawa is from Japan???

"I think you guys all overestimate Toru Oikawa"- Iwaizumi

Toru... OIKAWA

Oh man oh god 😳

Ok nobody panic! Seriously there's like a million people named Toru Oikawa who play for Argentina right?

Sure whatever you have to do to convince yourself YN 🙄

"He does look pretty smart in that uniform tho"- Hinata

Iwaizumi shows everyone his phone

*insert exact picture above*

Well CRAP 😭

Seriously YN was too stunned to speak 😵

I can literally see the color drain from your face now

"YN you ok?"- Komori

"Yeah you look pale"- Aran

"You better not be getting sick!"- Sakusa

"Shut up! Yn you ok?"- Bokuto

Give them a thumbs up 👍🏻 and excuse yourself

You run to the bathroom and manage to compose yourself

Ok, let's just stay calm and approach this rationally

We are all adults here right?

Everything will be fine

Everything was indeed, not fine 😅

On one of your nightly chats with Oikawa, you decide its best to tell him the truth

Honesty is the beat policy and I think starting with Oiks will be much easier

I mean, you'd have to answer to the entirety that is Team Japan

So Oiks it is 🤗

"Umm so Toru I have something to tell you" 👀😬

"What is it Babe?"- Toru, being adorable

"Ummm well I think you should know... that I- uh... well I work for Team Japan"- you, hiding behind a pillow, bracing for impact

It takes him a minute

"Oh for what support love?"- Oiks, the denial stage

"Ummm- for Volleyball?"- You 😅

Oikawa 👉🏻😃 whet

"This isn't funny YN"- Toru, quote of the century

"Trust me, I'm not joking"- you

Breathe in, breathe out

"Wait wait... like what Men's National Japanese Volleyball Team are we talking about here?- Oiks

Like there's more than one 🤣

"Ummm, the only one?"- you, still bracing

Toru goes still, you think the screen might have frozen 🤣

Then all of a sudden, he's processed and he's moving on

"Ok ok, so what are we going to do? Did you tell them about me?"- Toru

Yeah no...

The look on your face says it all

"Yeah probably not the best move"- Oikawa

Seriously Oikawa knows half of Team Japan despises him, he's not stupid

"Maybe we could just keep it a secret until after the Olympics?"- You

"Yeah that sounds good. I mean tensions are high and I'm sure things will calm down. It will be fine YN" - Toru

Spoiler alert ⚠️

It was not fine 😐

When the Olympics arrived, the team was on edge 😳

Kags and Atsumu were filing their nails down so often you're sure they were filing their fingertips

Ushiwaka's spikes warped the floor

Sakusa was double masking 😷

Hoshiumi was just in a mood

Yaku and Kimori were rolling on the flooring catching everything that dropped

Hinata and Bokuto were more wired than ever 🤸‍♂️🤸

Aran and Iwaizumi were more stressed than normal

Good thing you decided to keep your relationship a secret right? 😃

Oh but YN it's never THAT easy with you is it?

And because you are dating THE Oikawa Toru 👀 the odds are not on your favor

So when you go to fill up water bottles and check game times, Oikawa sees the opportunity to sneak a little affection 🥺

Seriously he's a super affectionate boyfriend and way into PDA

"Toru you need to stop! What if someone catches us!"- you, literally checking over your shoulder

"YN, chill! Everyone's practicing. Just give me one quick kiss"- Oikawa

Ugh fine 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

Too bad for you, you have no luck

"YN???"

Your head whips around to see none other than Hinata staring at you 👁👄👁

🎶 when he looks at me, and I look at him 🎶

Oh crap

"Hinata! Please I can explain"- you, grasping at straws

"Well crap"- Oikawa, motto of YNs life

Before you can even begin to move, Hinata is 🏃‍♂️ to tell the team!

He probably thinks Oikawa put a spell on you 🤣

Without thinking, you take after Hinata 🏃‍♀️

Oikawa takes after you 🏃‍♂️

There's not way this can go badly 😃

You hear it before you see it

Hinata screaming "YN WAS MAKING OUT WITH OIKAWA BY THE BATHROOMS"

Maybe you should just turn around now YN, start a new life

Too bad Kags and Iwaizumi are already running out the doors fo find you

And who just happens to be right behind you 👀

"SHITTYKAWA"- Iwaizumi, belting a volleyball at Oiks head

You gracefully deflect it 💅

*le sigh* just accept that it's over YN, the jig is up

"Why must you always try and be better than me?"- Kags, strolling up to you and Oikawa

Oikawa is standing behind you for protection support

"Should have come to Team Japan if you wanted YN?"- Ushiwaka

"YN HOW COULD YOU" - Bokuto 😭

Please his heart is shattered

"Whats the big deal? It's YN's life"- Sakusa

"She's a traitor!"- Atsumu

"Oh my god. YN is he treating you well?"- Aran

"Absolutely"- you

"And you care about him?"- Komori

"Yes very much"- you

Seriously dig the knife in deeper YN

"Well I see no issues here. Now let's get back to practice"- Aran

Iwaizumi, Kags and Ushiwaka all gape at Aran 😲

"I wanted to tell you guys sooner. But I honestly didn't know my Toru was your Toru"- you, being freaking adorable

"It's ok YN! Your personal life is your business"- Yaku

"Thanks guys"- you 😊

"Seriously?! We are just going to ignore that OUR manager... OUR YN is dating Oikawa?"- Iwaizumi

"Seems like it. Now YN can you help me wrap my fingers please?"- Hoshiumi

"On it! See you later Toru!"- you 😘

"Bye baby"- Toru, smug 😏

Iwaizumi 👉🏻😐😡🖐🏻🏐

"OUCH IWA-CHAN!"- Oikawa

Just keep walking away YN 🤣

[sweetnessfollowsmp3]

i've been thinking about it and it's honestly astounding how much other people view karasuno as poor or trashy in the show?? like it's literally canon that people assume asahi is a dealer or gang member because of his appearance. which like that makes sense until i think about the fact that there are boys from other schools with rough looks/personalities to them (maddog + ushijima), but are never interpreted as the criminal type. in this essay i will-

thank you!!!

the theme of class comes up in haikyuu!! a lot more than people realize.

from what i can tell, karasuno and nekoma are both public schools, and this fact becomes important at several points in the show.

the arc of "the battle at the trash heap" with karasuno and nekoma is aptly named not only because of their respective mascots, but also their economic backgrounds. neither schools are incredibly well funded like shiratorizawa and seijoh, so neither can afford to recruit the best players (everyone talks about how shiratorizawa can scout the best players, but remember that a lot of people from kitagawa daiichi, a well funded private middle school with a powerhouse volleyball team, go to seijoh). both teams slipped into complete obscurity when their coaches retired: they were the only ones keeping these teams afloat due to their decreased access to resources.

their fated game is best represented as a dumpster alleyway battle because they've had to claw up the ladder every step of the way to make it to nationals, and in a way, they're reclaiming the way other schools view them. people view them as trashy (you already gave a perfect explanation of this), and instead of seeing that as shameful, both teams said "you know what? you're right, and this is something that we're proud of. the battle at the trash heap is going to be the best you've ever seen."

even at karasuno, there are varying levels of privilege. the dynamic between hinata and kageyama illustrates this perfectly. hinata went to a middle school that had no volleyball team (quite possibly because of funding and size), so he didn't get to develop his skills like kageyama did at kitagawa daiichi. when hinata plays kageyama in middle school (with a completely inexperienced team he managed to scrape together), kageyama immediately notices hinata's athleticism but complete lack of experience. so he says to hinata after the game: "what have you been doing these last 3 years??" kageyama clearly doesn't understand his position of privilege here. he was a talented kid, he liked volleyball, he joined the team, he got better. hinata never had that opportunity. so one of hinata's friends responds to kageyama, saying: "what do you know about what he did the last 3 years?" his friend knows that even without access to a team, hinata spent every waking minute bouncing volleyballs against walls, begging people to set to him, and even joining in on women's volleyball games. hinata worked just as hard as kageyama, if not harder, but the class barrier made it impossible to catch up. even when hinata joins the karasuno team, he has to spend his entire high school career making up for lost time.

and WOW this is getting long but i have one more point to make.

im not 100% sure that inarizaki is a public school, but from what i can tell it most likely is (i think the private schools tend to be called [insert school here] academy and the public schools are called [insert school here] high)--and it makes a lot of sense theme-wise. as takinoue yusuke (one of the karasuno alums) watches the karasuno vs. inarizaki game, he says: "inarizaki doesn't seem like they're established champions. they still have the feel of a team of upstarts that are climbing their way up." sound familiar? like karasuno, they didn't start as a powerhouse. and like karasuno, they're known for having a more risky playing style. they know that they can't afford anything else due to their position.

the bottom line is that class dynamics are the founding principle of haikyuu, so saying "sEiJoH ShOuLd HaVe GoNe tO gO tO nAtIonAlS" [plain text: seijoh should’ve gone to nationals] isn't the fun and original take you think it is.

[theheightofdishonor]

i love how well haikyu balances “volleyball is everything” with “sometimes volleyball isn’t everything”. In a sports anime like hq, it’s very easy to get consumed by the idea that (insert sport here) is the most important thing in life. Especially when your main characters are people like Hinata and Kageyama who are so consumed by volleyball that they can’t possibly do anything else. But haikyu allows its characters to have lives outside of volleyball which I think is pretty cool. Like Nishinoya is one of the best liberos in the country- talented enough that he could’ve been one of the best liberos in the world but one of the first things we learn about him is that he quit the team. And Nishinoya loves volleyball, and he works just as hard as anyone on the team but it’s not the most important thing in the world. He’s willing to quit rather than play with Asahi,  he chooses not to go pro after high school (additional thoughts on this here) and he’s not less of a person or player and it’s not chastised by the narrative for having more to his life than volleyball. Similarly, Osamu, part of the infamous Miya twins, Kuroo, a volleyball nut since childhood, Tendou, certified volleyball freak tm, all drop volleyball after high school because passion and love and talent are all things that can exist without being made into a career. And the time and effort they put into volleyball still means something, is still valuable even if it doesn’t actively aid their post-hs career.

The absolute best example of this though is Udai Tenma. The Little Giant himself, whose presence looms over the story, the golden standard for short players in vb, the ideal that Hoshiumi and Takeru and Hinata hunger to be, hasn’t played volleyball since high school either. Wasn’t approached by teams despite his near legendary skill. And how cool is that? That even the idolized Little Giant himself is still just a guy in a narrative where volleyball is worth everything? 

[watevermelon]

✧ MSBY Soulmate!Atsumu x Reader

➳ Summary: You knew all about his personality, whether through the rumor vine or the numerous warnings your friends gave you. But there was no avoiding it - he was your soulmate after all.

➳ fluff; mutual pining; small jealousy; slight angst with a happy ending ➳ Navigation

—-xXxXxXxXxXx—–

When he first met you, Atsumu hadn’t wanted to hear it.

This was in the prime of his life, being scouted for a Division 1 volleyball team was his life-goal and the only thing standing in his way was the upcoming Olympics. Which, of course, he was rumored to be included on as well.

Even back in high school, there were tons of fans and girls alike who would willingly fall to his feet. Regardless of his reputation, they were eager to share a single night despite knowing it would probably be their last. And Atsumu reveled in the excitement of the attention, feeding off the cheers and shallow admiration many threw at him both on the court and in the bedroom.

Atsumu didn’t want a soulmate, someone whom he was shackled to for the rest of his life.

No, initially he didn’t want you.

As for you, the feeling was mutual to a degree. Soulmates were a touchy topic for many, conversations about colors and contrast was something you could not personally relate to. The moment you met your soulmate, it was described to you as suddenly bathing your entire life in color.

A part of you was curious about your soulmate, where he was in the world, what was he doing and who he was with. But never had you centered your life around it, more like a passive curiosity that you hoped would one day be satiated.

You were a student of Inarizaki during its prime, the members of the volleyball team very popular among the student body. You had made acquaintances with Osamu and Suna through one or two classes, but never were you particularly close to them.

Your close friends often warned you about the leader of their trio anyway - Atsumu Miya and his drove of fuckboy energy. 

There was no doubt that the twin had multiple fan-clubs and obsessive flings surrounding him. You remembered once feeling sympathetic for his soulmate - thinking about how hard it would be to get him to saddle down to a single person. Especially, with the way he lived his life, it seemed the setter could care less about the concept of soulmates to begin with.

No, Atsumu would be a terrible soulmate for whoever was unfortunately linked to him by the red string of fate.

And while he was admittedly very handsome, you did not particularly care about the setter to actively reach out to him.

Besides, it was not like he even knew who you were to begin with.

The years went by and any thoughts you had about the setter were filed away in the quiet recesses of your mind, only appearing once in a while when Miya  Atsumu showed up on some article or newspaper cover for something regarding volleyball. You were silently proud of his accomplishments and representing your school and perfecture, achieving his dream and all, but hadn’t particularly cared about him in the first place.

That was all until one day, you walked into Onigiri Miya years later.

Even though Osamu was the quieter twin, he either had a good memory or was oddly sentimental, since he remembered your name immediately when you took a seat at the bar.

“I see the years have treated ya well.” Osamu started casually, almost making you blush at how the twin could say something like that as if totally normal between old friends. “How’ve ya been doin’?”

“I’ve been working in the city, just something temporary while I finish grad school.”

“Ah, you’ve always been smart.” He complimented.

“Nothing compared to you though.” You countered, “You look really happy doing this. And you have a few branches opening, I heard.”

“Keepin’ tabs on me?” He baited.

“Just like hearing about the success of our classmates.” You shrugged.

You were sure Osamu had something sassy to say back to you before he got called away by another customer. He motioned for you to stay as he walked to the other side. 

Your eyes followed him for a few seconds, watching how despite working around food constantly, he still had an athletic build after all these years. 

(Really, the dude was built like a dorito chip.)

And while you would have liked to stay and flirt with the pretty onigiri twin, a similar voice started from the door. A light chime signaling the front door opening, you heard a greeting toward Osamu, making you turn in your seat in interest.

Only to double-over in surprise as your world was suddenly too bright.

You had no time, not even seconds to get your bearings. Your life of white and black tones was suddenly full - the table covers were black and red, the plants at the windowsill were green with different arrangements of orange. You took in your surroundings quickly, soaking up colors for the first time in your life.

It seemed the other man was just as surprised, cursing as he went before you lifted your eyes simultaneously to look each other in the eyes once more.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Atsumu asked under his breath, but you heard it all the same.

What on earth could you possibly say to that?

Within seconds, the situation was whirling around in your brain that this was possibly the worst possible moment of your life.

You were soulmates that didn’t want each other - for opposite reasons, surely. You did not want to be with Atsumu since he was too much of a player to take the concept seriously and attempting anything with him would only result in heartache. And Atsumu didn’t want you because he surely had an endless amount of women he would rather be with.

“That’s what a girl wants to hear.” You countered as you crossed your arms.

You hadn't expected your first meeting with your soulmate to be met with expletives and it seemed Atsumu finally remembered a semblance of his manners.

“Sorry, ya caught me off-guard.” He started, “Now ain’t the greatest time for me.”

“Oh boy.” You murmured as you turned back in your seat at the bar, Atsumu taking the open one next to you.

“Wait, (L/N)? From Inarizaki?” Atsumu asked after he motioned toward Osamu in greeting.

“That’s me.” You formally introduced yourself, extending a hand out to him. He regarded you quietly before taking his phone out for you to take and put your number in.

“I knew it, I don’t forget a pretty face like yers after all.” Atsumu smoothly said. This was your soulmate and all you felt in response was resentment, thinking about all the women he probably used that line with. You handed him back his phone as he continued, “Wow, look at ya all grown up.”

“And look at you, a professional volleyball player.”

Atsumu looked at you with a critical eye, not one that you could really decipher, but it was clear he was looking at you very thoroughly. “Been to one’ve my games before?”

“Only a few times in high school.” You replied, facing his stare head-on as his smirk only widened. You weren’t sure what this was, but with a player like Atsumu, you were sure he was already sizing you up in a way you didn’t want.

Something told you that if you looked away, you would lose.

And so you held your ground, matching his intense stare as your onigiri meal waited for you at the bar-side.

Thankfully, his name was called out by his twin and Atsumu’s attention was grabbed away before you could break. 

“I didn’t know ya knew each other?” Osamu started as he returned, a glass in hand as he wiped it dry with a towel.

“We don’t.” You said instead.

Atsumu’s smirk tightened as he answered, “Just found out we’re soulmates, actually.”

Osamu put the glass down and turned to you, “'Tsumu fucking with me?”

“Unfortunately, no.” You answered.

“Unfortunately?” Atsumu emphasized as he turned to you more fully, the infuriating smirk still on his face for some reason, “I’ll have ya know that Imma great catch.”

“Debatable.” Osamu countered.

You laughed at his quip before looking at Atsumu, “Yeah, but I’m sure you don’t even want to be ‘caught,’ right?” You shot-back at the setter, “Unless you’re going to try to convince me that you still don’t want to entertain the droves of women at your feet?”

“Think ya have me all figured out?” Atsumu asked as he leaned closer to you, a quirked brow on his face. You looked toward Osamu who looked strangely amused, eyes going between you and Atsumu.

“I think I know enough to know why ‘now ain’t the greatest time’ for you.” You replied sassily as you shot back his first words to you, pushing at his chest to give back your personal space.

Atsumu just took your hand and put it in his own, calling your bluff. “Oh? Like how my time and attention are on Olympics while I’d rather treat my baby properly?”

“Oh god.” You said as you laughed.

You laughed.

To his face?

All the setter could think about was how interesting you were.

He had expected his soulmate to ‘fall at his feet’ as many had in the past. To cling to him for attention and to demand an exclusive shackle to them. But here you were: beautiful and independent and even physically pushing him away.

You grabbed your hand out of his light embrace and turned back to your food, smiling at what you thought was just another line he would feed to his other one-night stands. Atsumu bit his lip in frustration and looked briefly at Osamu, who was watching the two of you like his own personal source of humor.

If you were any other girl, Atsumu would wave you off. Say that he didn’t have time for one girl who didn’t care, he had dozens who would willingly take the spot instead. 

But you weren’t just any other girl, you were his soulmate.

And he could already feel the strange draw towards you.

Not even a few months ago he would scoff at the supposed soulmate bond. All the other members of the Black Jackals had found their other half and what they ranted on and on about made him sick. Bokuto somehow found a way to insert something about Akaashi at almost every conversation and Atsumu would constantly catch Hinata, even during midgame, staring at Kageyama.

They sickened him.

And yet somehow he now understood.

Seeing his soulmate before him, you were one of the first few people in a while that he felt like he had to prove himself to. There was probably an endless amount of expectation against him, he was sure. Being old classmates and seeing his name on a tabloid almost every other month would definitely do that.

And somehow only minutes into speaking to his soulmate, Atsumu wanted something different.

“I could always prove it to ya.” He shot toward you, making you laugh again. 

Alright, this shit ain’t gonna cut it.

Atsumu licked at his bottom lip before pulling your bar stool closer to his, relishing in the way your eyes widened in surprise as he did so. “Come on, ya lookin’ at yer soulmate. Just say what we both want and we can leave here together right now.”

You shot him back an incredulous expression, a challenging look in your eye as he put the ball in your court. It was strange to feed off the provocation of someone else; a new type of adrenaline in him as he wanted to get to know you.

“Sorry, but I’d rather not leave with a man who has hickies down his neck from some other woman.”

Atsumu almost felt himself click his tongue in frustration, but you were not exactly wrong. Just a few hours ago he was inside someone he couldn’t even name with a gun to his head, but that was a world before you.

A world before color and the sassy soulmate who seemed to want nothing to do with him. 

And while Atsumu wanted to prod a bit more, or at least get you to concede that he was the greatest option in the world, his phone rang out with Sakusa’s icon flashing on the screen.

Your eyes were drawn to the noise and you commented, “I’m sure you already have plans today anyway.”

Dashing that thought away, he lifted his phone to your eyes and showcased the proof to you. “Think again, my teammate is on the other line ready to chew my ass out.”

“Oh.” That shut you up, before shrugging and turning back to your food, “Well, I’ll see you around Atsumu.”

He leaned toward you, lips dropping beside your ear and lightly stating, “Keep ya schedule open this week.”

You hesitated for a second before saying, “Maybe.”

Atsumu answered the call and started gathering his things, his thoughts only half on Sakusa as the spiker complained about his cleaning habits in the locker room.

“We should probably exchange numbers again.” Osamu took out his phone, motioning it in your direction. 

You took it with a smile, to which Atsumu scowled and made a point of reminding his twin. “Yer better know she’s my soulmate.”

Osamu sighed outwardly and you just laughed adding, “And he’s the better twin afterall.”

Atsumu’s eyes darkened, phone completely forgotten as he took a step toward you, “I’ll remind you later who really is the better twin.”

He made it so easy to tease him, to challenge the world Atsumu built-up around him. You wanted to break it for some reason, to knock him down a peg for being stuck with a player as a soulmate.

And so you shot back, “I’d like to see you try.”

Atsumu smirked as his hand casually grazed up your thigh and squeezed at the skin there. “That’s a promise.”

He shot both of you goodbye’s before returning to his phone call and walking out the door. Atsumu had the last word for now, but you weren’t going to fall to his feet so easily. Turning back to Osamu was no help either, his expression amused as he watched the entire moment play-out.

“An here I was wantin’ to ask ya out.” Osamu stated plainly before shrugging as you sat still in your chair at the irony.

You expected that to be the last you’d see of Atsumu for a while - weeks or months or maybe even years as he entertained the long list of women that would be much easier to maintain than a soulmate.

He called you the next day, inviting you over for dinner and a movie before the weekend started.

You steeled your spine, telling yourself that the gorgeous setter was not going to get to you in a single night. He lived on the better side of Tokyo, just his zip-code alone was a flex of his wallet. And so when you reached his penthouse floor, you took a deep breath in the elevator before you entered his domain.

Again, you expected him to make good on his promise before, to make a move and prove to you that he was a playboy, asshole that you knew from high-school, but instead you had a pleasant first night.

Atsumu Miya entertained you with a home-cooked meal of all things, the two of you sat across from each other at his mahogany dining table.

“Who would’ve thought you would know how to cook well?”

“Ya know who my brother is?” Atsumu joked, “As if 'Samu will me live if I was an ass in the kitchen.”

“Of course, you’re just an ass in other places then.” You shot back, receiving a playful look of offense from the setter, before continuing. “But this tasted amazing, so thank you.”

Atsumu had that smirking expression on his face, like he was carefully watching you, picking you apart in his mind as he thought about the next ten moves in this strange game.

The setter put a hand on your knee under the table and you expected that to be the move, for it to slide up the rest of the way. But instead he tapped the area twice before he stood, grabbing your empty plates and motioning for you to go to the living room. 

“Why dont’cha get comfortable for the movie while I wash these?”

You weren’t disappointed, per se. 

Just surprised, if anything.

And the night continued on just as tamely, playful and even flirty banter between the two of you over the action movie that played out. At one point he draped a casual arm across the back of the couch, resting his hand on your shoulder and pulling you to lean against him.

You had witty banter back and forth and when the movie finally ended, Atsumu commented how it was getting late. Surprised again, you took the out and allowed him to call a car for you. Atsumu walked you down to the street and only when he was opening the door for you, did he lightly pull you at the waist to chastely move your lips together.

Lasting only seconds, he pulled away just as quickly and ushered you into the car and whispered in your ear, “See you soon, (F/N).

Everything you had expected of the playboy you thought you knew was shattered, no sudden move to get you on your back on his bedsheets. Yes, he still said plenty of flirty things to you, but he had yet to actually act on it. Was that simply a bluff before? Or was he playing a longer game to get you off the defensive?

“Yer so cute, (F/N).” Atsumu complimented you once as you lounged on his couch another day, “There are days I can barely keep my hands off ya.”

And before you could recognize how quickly your life was changing, that first initial date snowballed into more dates and somehow you had gotten to the point where you would visit his place fairly often. Whether for dinner or a simple hangout, it seemed Atsumu was keen on inserting himself into your life little by little.

And somewhere along the way, you started to doubt your earlier musings of a fuck boy with no regard for a soulmate. Maybe he had changed from high school? Or maybe, he had changed when he met you?

Or at least, that’s what you wanted to believe.

He had convinced you one night, when you came over for dinner or whatever it must have been, when it started to absolutely downpour outside. He insisted that he did not feel safe sending you home in this weather, to which you countered that you had travelled in worse.

That did little to subdue his worries and instead you found yourself in an oversized jersey getting tucked into his bed that night.

“What’s that face about?” He asked as you laid there together, bed sheets up to your shoulders as he placed an arm beneath your head.

“Nothing, just thinking.”

You thought the first time you’d ever see his bedsheets would be when he was inside of you, not tamely laying beside you and kissing your forehead goodnight. And when he pulled you closer to him, cuddling you to sleep that night, that was one of the safest times you had ever felt.

If this was just a game, if you were just another one of his girls, he would have made a move that night, right?

And so you believed that Atsumu was honestly as earnest in his actions as he said, trying to get to know you for you. Not because you were just another woman to put as a notch on his bedpost, but because he was genuinely interested in you.

That was until you saw the first dating scandal since you had met the setter.

He had plenty of other scandals before this, many women had been attached to his name before, but never had you cared in the past because that was simply his reputation and you barely knew him. But now you had an active role in his life, how could you not know about some woman he was apparently also spending time with?

You did not want to believe some random tabloids over the trust of your soulmate. At least, that was until one day you overheard Atsumu on the phone with his twin.

“Listen, I took out (F/N) that first time cause ya told me to.”

That shit hurted.

The entire foundation of your relationship was based on the fact that his twin pressured him into getting to know you? Did Atsumu even want to get to know you in the first place? Was he really playing with your feelings this whole time?

You turned and went back to his living room, filing this away in your mind as you took a seat. If Atsumu didn’t actually want you in his life, then you would surely give him the space he wanted to begin with.

But you had missed the rest of that phone conversation.

“But I feel like I’ve already fallen for her. I don’t know, she’s different. Ya, ya. I know, I won’t fuck it up this time.”

And so you resolved to put between each other the space he wanted initially.

When you first met, he was pretty vocal about not wanting a soulmate at the time. But he had convinced you along the way, that maybe this was something the both of you wanted.

You were wrong.

Phone calls went ignored and you stopped replying to texts after a few curt replies. You needed distance if you were going to get over Miya Atsumu and his inevitable line of one-night stands.

Your soulmate was supposed to be the one person in the world who completed you, who understood you whole and made you feel loved. And while you were on the precipice of those feelings, it all quickly came crashing down with reality.

Atsumu Miya did not want you.

One night, as you were studying for grad-school, you were working on your part of the group project and were expecting a call any moment now from your other partners. 

When the phone rang out, you picked it up without regard to the name on the screen until it was too late.

“Hey, (F/N)? Haven’t heard from you in a while.” Atsumu’s voice started immediately and it was not like you could hang-up on him now.

“Sorry, I’ve been busy trying to make rent, y’know. Not everyone can be a world-renowned professional athlete.”

There was a small pause on his end before, “... you could always stay with me if you have financial problems.”

What?

Why would he offer that? Just to make you suffer when he brought other women home?

“Don’t say things you’ll regret, haha.” You try to put back that earlier distance, “I’m sure you have a laundry list of girls who are eager to hear back from you after all.”

“What? (F/N), that’s not--”

You cut him off there, “Listen, I’m waiting on a couple people for a school thing. I’ll see you around, Miya-san.”

Miya-san.

Miya-san.

Where had he fucked up?

In the weeks Atsumu had gotten to know you, it was a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach that he hadn’t felt for anyone. It was like the unspoken bond crap that Kita had explained to him in high school or that Suna, who recently found his own soulmate, raved about was actually real.

For the first time in his life he wanted to spend time with a woman for longer than a single night. He wanted to bring you home, kiss you good morning, and possibly have a home with both your names on the mailbox.

And while not even a few months ago he would have scoffed at shit like that, Atsumu wanted it and felt that for the first time it was in his grasp.

So where did he go wrong?

The last thing he ever wanted to do was actually make you feel unwanted and he feared that his initial words might have sparked something within you.

It was no surprise when Atsumu showed up at your apartment unannounced the next day.

Not expecting any company, you waltzed over to the door, thinking it might be a package delivery, and opened it in your pajamas.

Atsumu walked right past you and into the living room, words striking with the specificity of a cobra. “Are you just fucking with me?”

You sputtered before closing the door, “What? 

He ran a stressed hand through his hair, but maintained eye-contact with you. “Yer my soulmate and I wanna get to know you. Am I alone in wantin’ this?”

“Shouldn’t I ask that of you?” You shot back, “You made it clear as day that you didn't want me as your soulmate to begin with!”

Atsumu sighed and took a step closer to you, closing the distance to lightly grab at your elbows. “For fucks sake, that was months ago. Don’t tell me that all that time together meant nothin’ to you?”

“Of course it meant something to me!” You exclaimed back, before pushing at his chest while he did not budge a single inch away. “Don’t act like I’m the one half-assed in this.”

He scowled back, “What is that suppos’ed to mean?”

You did not hesitate, "I know you only spent time with me because Osamu told you to.”

Atsumu recoiled in surprise and you took that as your escape, pushing his lingering hands away as you made for the kitchen. But the setter was out of his stupor quickly, trailing behind you.

“Fuck, what did ‘Samu tell you?”

“He didn’t have to tell me anything, I found out the truth myself.���

You could tell Atsumu’s stress level was skyrocketing, from the way his hair was mused without care and angled strangely in certain ways.

“Ya got it all wrong, it was just that first time!” Atsumu replied right behind you.

“What do you mean?”

“‘Samu was the one who told me to call ya the next day, but I was going to eventually ‘cause I wanted to get to know ya myself.”

You slowly took in his words, but it was hard to make any sort of decision with the setter right in front of you. A part of you, one that attributed it to the soulmate bond, was basically begging you to forgive him and wrap yourself in his embrace. That part wanted to feel those muscular arms around you once again, to feel safe in the arms of the one person in the universe meant for you.

But, afraid of getting hurt and without much argue left within you, you tossed back. “Yeah, eventually.”

Atsumu put a strong grip on your waist, holding you there in place before you could run away again.“‘Samu told me to, but I could’ave easily not done nothin’ that first night or any time after.”

You bit your lip at his words, Atsumu was laying all his cards on the table and he wanted a response from you. 

And he wanted it now.

“Please, ya know me better by now.” Atsumu turned you in place to face him, leaning down to whisper his words against your forehead. “I know Imma bad deal - I can’t imagine what ya thought of me back in high school and even earlier this year. I have a bad history and an even worse reputation.”

“But after just a few weeks, I don’t want ya out of my life ever again. Just hearin’ ya call me by my last name yesterday nearly killed me.” Atsumu continued, trailing his lips further down until your foreheads were touching, “Lets give this a try - a real one. Give me the chance to make you happy for the rest of our lives.”

You closed your eyes, trying to ignore the insistent inner tug on your heart and how the setter was encompassing all your thoughts. “Atsumu… I--”

“Stop overthinkin’.” He interrupted, “I don’t want to bombard you. But I promise I won’t ever purposely hurt you.”

You took in a harsh breath, wondering how on earth this could be the same Miya Atsumu who plagued your high school. He had changed, not just from then but from the short amount of time you had already shared together. Opening your eyes slowly, Atsumu was still clutching you around the waist, but his eyes were carefully scanning your expression.

“Okay.” 

You replied, leaning into his touch more as the smile on the setter’s face widened.

He did not waste a single moment, leaning down to capture your lips with his. You stood surprised for a second, before pushing up to meet his gentle touches. There was no sudden epiphany, no instant speech of undying love after. But there was no denying the harsh flutter intensifying after every inflamed touch. 

Your heart pounded hard in your chest as you leaned more into the setter, knees going weak as his tongue roamed your open mouth. Your only focus was on how soft he felt against your mouth, how addictive it was to have Atsumu invaded all your senses. From the intense smell of his cologne to the light tickle of his blond hair against your head, Atsumu was dominating your every feeling.

And so it was quite a surprise when Atsumu gave you one final peck, before moving to your forehead and placing a light butterfly kiss there and backing off entirely.

“Fuck, just look at you.” He commented as he leaned back, looking at you up and down. There was no doubt the sight that greeted him, you messy with drool, tousled hair, and rumpled clothing. “Even in your sheep pajamas, it’s hard for me to keep my hands off ya.”

Your blush intensified at his words, putting a playful hand on his chest and muttering a small, “Shut up.”

“Never.” He quipped back, putting another kiss on your forehead before pulling away, only your hands still joined. “Now let’s get your apartment packed.”

“What?” You asked, confused. Your mind was still nothing more than a cup of spilled milk after Atsumu had all but ravaged your senses.

He smiled before pulling you back to your living room. You followed wordlessly, his previous statements slowly pouring into your brain after the intense liplock. It was hard to focus on anything when the attractive setter was making a point to kiss you at an open chance.

“As in packed to move in with me.”

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Unknown Volleyball Player

Fandom: Haikyuu Pairing: Karasuno & Male!Reader Summary: You didn’t want to join the team, but you kinda did. Word Count:  1,414 Request: @greyofthystallion​ “ You wanted Haikyuu? You getting Haikyuu! Karasuno x MR. R is really quiet/shy and comes to all of Karasuno's games/practises. One day when the team is practising a ball goes towards a group of people watching practise and he saves them. It turns out R is actually a really good player and was once in the top 3 Liberos, (Insert freaking out Hinata here) but was too nervous to ask to join 'cause he came in the middle of the year and the team was already situated? And he joins the team?”

After the lost with Abajo Sai, the team has been feeling a bit dejected. 

But, news had gone around the school that they made it to semi-finals, inclining people to come to watch their practices during the lunch hour on a Wednesday. You were one of the observers and the team noticed you often. You were the quiet one who liked watching what was going on, you hardly talked and you never like to draw attention towards you. 

The team was slowly getting better with techniques and working together, but there something missing. Whilst the unlikelihood of Noya being absent or hurt, they didn’t want Daichi to fill in as his position. They needed another libero just in case, plus, it’s only a matter of time they would need a new one after Noya will leave after his third year. 

“Is (L/n) watching again?” Noya asked, looking up at the balcony, see you watching them.

“Who is he?” Takeda asked the boys, Ukai wasn’t there for lunch practises on Wednesday, so he was there to watch them, “He’s the transfer, isn’t he?”

“Yeah,” Hinata exclaimed before Daichi glaring at him to quiet his voice down, “He’s in our year, see him go into class four with Tsukishima.”

“He’s quiet,” The blond boy speaks up, “I like him.” 

Nishanoya and Tanaka gasped, the fact that Tsukishima admitted he liked another person other than his best friend had wounded them. 

“Knock it off,” Daichi exclaimed, clapping his hands before telling to them to get changed so they can head off to their next lesson. 

You were a topic often talked about the boys, they wonder why you often came to watch, they had noticed that even before you joined their school you watch their matches. You were so amazed at the team, Kageyama’s brilliant serve with Hinata’s jump and their quick. You were astounded by Noya’s defending skills. 

When the next day had rolled about, you had gym that day and the volleyball club had their practice after school. You were about to leave school grounds when school ended, but you were preoccupied with the vending machine.

“Hi (L/n)!” Hinata greeted as you looked at him, grabbing your drink as Kageyama comes from the side to grab his milk, he nods you a greeting, “Will you be watching us?”

“Not today,” You replied as the two of them head away, Hinata being dragged away as he was upset you weren’t to watch them. You laughed as you see them dash into the gym, you shake your head.

You found the bunch funny, but you didn’t want to intrude on their practice. So, you decided to head home instead of watching. There was a group of girls walking past the gym doors, not noticing a flying ball towards them.

Your instinct kicked in as you ran to receive the ball perfectly, landing in a superhero stance. One stretched out, the other bent as you couched. One hand had propped itself on the ground to stabilize yourself after the powerful stray ball - yet your other hand still held your drink. 

You missed the stinging feeling of your arms, it was less there to feel as you had you school jacket on as the girls screamed before stopping that they hadn’t been saved.

“Oh, (L/n)-san! Thank you!” They say as you stood up, brushing yourself, a hint of embarrassment on your cheeks.

“Oh, it’s no worry,” You say with a smile as they bow to you, you waved them off as you scratched the back of your head as you turn around to see the volleyball team looking at you, “Hello?”

“What the fuck?” Noya screeches as you look at them sheepishly.

Tsukishima inclined himself to throw the volleyball in his hand towards you, just before anyone could scowl at him, you caught the ball with one hand, inches from your faces. The team looks at you dumbfounded with your insane reflexes. With a twist of your wrist, you got the volleyball to spin on your finger.

“What position do you play?” The coach asked you, you hold the ball as you looked up at Ukai.

“Libero.”

“Why have you been hiding that?” Tanaka screeches as you smile at them, throwing the ball back to the captain.

“Please show me how to do that!” Hinata exclaims just as you were about to answer. His arms outstretched in front of him, almost like a wrapped mummy reaching out for you, “Please (L/n)-san!”

You chuckled, “Yeah, maybe...”

“Wait, can we backtrack?” Suga made his voice heard, “Why did you hide that away from us?”

You shrugged your shoulders, “Well, your team seem so completed and I didn’t want to join whilst I just transferred here - I didn’t want to intrude at all.”

“You wouldn’t!” Noya says, jumping towards you, you barely flinched at a short teenager launching himself towards you, “We need you on the team, the more the merrier - right guys!”

“I believe it’s Daichi’s decision whether if he can join or not,” Asahi spoke up, his hand raised up slightly.

The team looked at the captain, even the coach didn’t want to interrupt this decision making. Ukai had no objections in you joining, you would be a great asset and hoping you could teach Hinata how to receive. Daichi relaxes his shoulders and smiles towards you.

“Come join us, you can start in this practice.”

You nodded as they tell you to head up on the changing room. You came down to join them in practice, it seems like you were having a blast - especially saving Kageyama’s monstrous serve that only you seem to save consistently. It came to a point that everyone was just watching the two of you.

The team had noticed that unbreakable focus you had, it was filling the room - it was challenging Kageyama’s aura. The boys watched from the side lines as Yachi looked like she was about to pass out - concerning herself about your arms. 

“Is that all you have Kags?” You asked teasingly, slowly bending down with a tinge of smug in your eyes.

“No,” Kageyama smirks as he delivers you another jump serve, to the back right corner.

But, like everyone, you were too quick for their eyes as you dive to save the killed serve and bring it back to Kageyama’s side of the court. The ball bounced in the silent gym as you face Kageyama. It seems like Kageyama was having a great time if anyone watches in - this could seem torturous.

“Alright, we’ll call it a night before we break (L/n)’s arms.”

“That’s so cool!” Hinata excitedly shouted, running up to you to talk about your skills whilst your senpai, Noya roughly pats you on the back.

“You’re freaking cool.”

You smiled, biting your smile back. When you really get into volleyball your shy demeanour fades away, you completely change that it almost scares the team on how focus you become. 

“It’s terrifying that you and Kageyama are only in first years, but you guys are scary - glad we’re on a team with you,” Suga says, roughly patting you on the shoulder.

“We’ll get you your uniform and jacket next week, we just got to get your measurements,” Daichi says, standing behind Suga, zipping up his jacket.

You nodded, as everyone started to file out the changing room with Tanaka locking up as Kiyoko waving them down, the majority gave her heart eyes as Yachi came behind her timidly.

“I knew I recognised you from somewhere!” Kiyoko blushes, it was so unlike her for her to exclaimed as you widen your eyes, she holds up a magazine - looks out of date, “Top three libero?”

You chuckled nervously as eyes snapped towards you, “Yeah...? I plan to go to Japan Youth in December, but I didn’t want to join the team because you guys-”

“You’re so FUCKING cool!” Noya shouted, jumping so high as you laugh, “You have to teach me more stuff!”

“Can you teach me! Please (L/n)-san!” Hinata asked, jumping behind Kageyama to get seen. 

“He definitely needs it,” Tsukishima mumbles as Yamaguchi snorts. 

“Come on, pork buns on me, we can listen to you talk about it,” Daichi spoke warmly as you smiled.

Noya standing by your side with Hinata coming to the other side, the two boys excited to know more about you - somewhat, you feel like you have no trouble in fitting this group.

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Chronicles of Nekoma’s Manager Pt 5

Hiya! Happy New Year guys! Because the summer training camp is spread out over 5 episodes this part of the story is going to be the highlights of the camp, with you ofc. Enjoy!

Find the previous parts HERE

Meeting the other managers:

Because the last training camp was only two days you didn’t get the chance to talk to the other managers

You start bonding with Yukie and Kaori over Bokuto’s ✨energetic✨ behavior and crack jokes about both teams

When the three of you are pointing how when together Bokuto and Kuroo share half a brain cell, Eri comes in with Yachi and Kiyoko

After introducing yourselves you settle in for the week

At night the six of you spill the tea on the other players at the camp.

Tanaka and Tora are totallllyyy not stationed outside your room guarding it from the other teams-

Playing with Bokuto and Kuroo:

When it’s time to start individual practice, Kuroo asks you if you want to go play with him, Bokuto, and Akaashi

And also to help Lev

But you go nonetheless

Kuroo is trying to get Lev to pass correctly but isn’t great at it-

He mainly hits the ball at him and then tells him that his form is wrong

I think he learned that from Yaku-

But you step in trying to save Lev and teach him the correct form, which Lev appreciates and Kuroo does not

I mean why does Lev get your attention when Kuroo is the one who asked you to play??

From then on its Kuroo smacking the ball to who knows where making lev get it

When bokuto and Kuroo find Tsukki to help block you’re intrigued

After Kuroo and Akaashi make fun of Bokuto for not being in the top three you come up to him, JUMPPP up and give his hair a pat

His soul left his body at that point, RIP Bokuto

To which Kuroo says, I’m not in the top 5 at all! Hoping to get a head pat

Kuroo thought it was a great plan until Akaashi then points out he just insulted himself-

During the practice you’re on Tsukki’s side trying to dig Bokuto’s hits

You got one of them up before Bokuto shot down 5 more cut shots

“BOKUTO STOP TRYING TO LOOK COOL AGAINST ONE BLOCKER”

When Kuroo accidentally offends Tsukki you kick him in the back (thank Yaku for teaching you that) telling him that he’s rude

Eating watermelon:

Afte giving the boys their watermelon you sit with Kenma, Hinata, and Lev while they’re trying to pop seeds out

Lev is a master at it while eh you not so much

At least you’re with Hinata?

You three talk to Hinata about Karasuno and what it’s like in Miyagi

When it’s time to go in you, Hinata, and Lev have a competition to see who can throw their watermelon rind into the trash bag

Night 2, practicing with Kuroo and Bokuto:

When Tsukki comes in asking about volleyball you hear the boys do their Oya Oya Oya

Bokuto gets mad at you for mocking the Oya Oya Oya, even though his face was hilarious

(It was)

You try to help Akaashi calm Kuroo and Bokuto down after Tsukki triggers them-

Bokuto: I have a mind to punch you in the face

You: DO IT *smacks hand over mouth*

Kuroo: Dude! Maybe he’s just more interested in his grades? not that you’d know anything abt that-

You: KUROO! THAT WAS UNCALLED FOR!

Bokuto: what did you say?? I’ve been getting better! I got a 47 on my trig test!

You: Only a 47????

Kuroo: uh congratulations ig

Bokuto: damn right! I’m like a super genius or something

You: Ehhh, you’re probably the “or something”

Bokuto: HEY!

Kuroo: *insert hyena laughter here*

The last day:

While standing with Kuroo and Kenma you listen to Kenma fan boying over Hinata’s surprise attack

When he and Kuroo are arguing over his “face of anticipation” you have to agree with Kuroo

Kuroo gives you a high five while Kenma goes off and sulks- SRY BBY

You do notice later on Bokuto hair has deflated

When asking Kuroo about it you learn this is Bokuto in his extreme EMO mode

Much different that what you saw when you met him

You can’t help but feel bad- until Kuroo makes his weird chuckle, then you hit him on the back of his head

That laugh was creepy af hehehe

The barbecue:

Kuroo and Bokuto insist you to be the judge of their meat eating contest, while Nishinoya, Tora, and Tanaka create the Y/N and Kiyoko protection squad

You spot Kenma sitting in a corner and you and Kuroo both run up to him shoving meat and vegetables in his face

You see Yachi in the center of Fukurodani and Ubugawa players and try to rescue her

You’re standing with Bokuto, Hinata, Kuroo, and Lev towards the end of the BBQ

Kuroo is talking on and on about the top aces on the country

You back Bokuto up when he orders Tsukki to not be afraid of Uskiwaka

You WANTED to tell bby Lev that he would be the best in Japan if they beat the top teams but Kuroo beats you to it, instead saying that Lev and Hinata suck

He got a kick in the back for that one

I hope you guys enjoyed this one! Next up will be some fun headcannons about being Nekoma’s manager and then we’ll be at the Spring Nationals! I will not be posting tomorrow so if you sent a request I will get it out tonight or Saturday!

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wap challenge.

synopsis: ‘WAP challenge’ versus our lovely boys.

# tags: headcanons; current relationships; aged up; romance; mild comedy and fluff; suggestive?

includes: female reader ft. hitoshi shinsou & you shindou {bnha} + eita semi & tobio kageyama {hq!!} + seijuurou mikoshiba & rin matsuoka {free!}

— HITOSHI

↘ It was absolutely NOT YOUR idea to do this challenge. Mina was the initiator of it all, because she’s addicted to the TikTok app, plus she knows every trend that is currently taking place. Plus, she’s your bestie, so it’s super obvious that you’ll do a lot of (stupid) things with her to keep an eye on her silly ass. 

↘ UMMM, anyway. Also not gonna lie, but you liked to dance, so it was much easier to induce you this time, hehe.

↘ Therefore, a few trainings later, you could easily record the ‘WAP challenge’ and put it on the pink-haired teenager’s popular account. 

↘ Meanwhile, your lovely boyfriend was in the coffee bar with Denki. Unexpectedly, the latter got a notification on his phone. 

↘ (Of course, we all know that Kaminari is the second TikTok biggest fan and his content is something like ‘Top10 things I don’t like about Bakugo’.)

↘ Coming back to the topic, the blonde’s eyes automatically widened when he saw the video inserted into Mina’s account; he wasn’t surprised by the young girl’s idea and its general performance, but you... He totally didn’t expect it! After all, you were the complete opposite of a crazy pinky one and you were literally the voice of reason in your friendship.

↘ “Oh, God... Wow. You have to see this, Shinsou.” He laughed under his breath, then restarted the short video and turned the black phone to the boy who currently drinking colored bubble tea.

↘ Well. Needless to say, some cold tea flew out of his mouth and his both cheeks turned redder than Kirishima’s hair.

↘ Aaaand he got an boner.

— YOU

↘ That mf... Okay. 

↘ Listen to me.

↘ Honestly, you were never interested in having an account on this whole TikTok app, but you saw a tons YouTube videos of people dancing to an English-speaking female rapper’s song and you just found it as a fun and interesting activity (+ you really liked this lit song, so...).

↘That’s why, you pushed back the furniture in your own room, which was in the Ketsubutsu Academy dorm, and put on a music. The first three attempts were just learning the steps, but by the fourth time you were ready for the real dance, so you tied your hair in a high ponytail to make it more comfortable and corrected the top of your clothes.

↘ Absorbed in setting up the camera and playing the song at the right moment, you didn’t even notice when your boyfriend entered your room. Of course he wanted to say hi or just kiss your pretty face, but at the same moment you jumped up and lifted your leg, quickly dropping to your knees.

↘ Shindou’s eyes widened while he resting his arm against your bedroom white wall. He even bit his lip, feeling a pleasant tingling in the stomach and throat.

↘ To say that he was delighted is definitely not enough.

↘ And when you finished the dance with the split, your boyfriend was still silent... However there was a sound of clapping and mouth pecking throughout the room. Slightly frightened, you turned towards him, and your cheeks flushed deeply.

↘ “Well, well, well. I didn’t expect that, but... I’d love to see it again, babe.” He winked at you, and you quickly covered your red face with your hands, still sitting on the floor.

— EITA

↘ All of us know perfectly that Semi is... a very serious man. I mean, have you seen how much he gives while he playing volleyball and helping his lovely teammates? Eita takes many things seriously (both at school and in private life) hence his strong character and his frequent lack of playfulness when you both have a small talk.

↘ However, you still love him very much and you would do anything for this big baby boy to make him happy and make him feel loved and appreciated as your boyfriend, friend and also volleyball player.

↘ Anyway, you didn’t expect that one day he would come over to your house and your mother would let him in, saying that ‘as always, you are at your own bedroom, listening to music’.

↘ Eita also didn’t expect anything special that day; he just came to you to spend Saturday watching interesting anime, some movies, talking and possibly ordering a pizza at his treat, but then he opened the door to your room and literally at the same moment he saw that you swing your leg up, and after a while you get down on your both knees.

↘ Of course he was so shocked because, firstly, he didn’t expect you to dance, and secondly, he didn’t expect you to dance this kind of moves...

↘ The poor boy who always took everything around him seriously couldn’t absorb for the next few seconds the fact that some people do a lot of things for fun... not for awards and medals like him and his beloved team.

↘ Fortunately, he quickly shook his head and laughed a bit under his breath when you barely managed to do a splits.

— TOBIO

↘ HAHAHGAHHAHDDAHAHAADDXXHJXJXDD. SORRY. I MEAN...

↘ The poor baby boy has his head high in the clouds and is only interested in the volleyball or matches, the milk in the carton from the school vending machine and you.

↘ Therefore, he’s not into the social media like Twitter, TikTok, Tumblr or YouTube. Sometimes he just steals your Spotify or Netflix account, but that’s all.

↘ Therefore, when one random day Hinata and Yamaguchi ran up to him with orange-head’s phone in his hand and a few seconds later asked if he had already seen the video with you in the lead role, the black-haired young man raised an eyebrow up, not understanding about what his two teammates talked at that moment.

↘ However, when after a short while he saw a dance video with loud music on the app on Shouyou’s phone, a small wrinkle appeared on his forehead and his mouth tightened into a narrow line.

↘ When the video was over, he thanked his besties, then took his own smartphone out of his pants pocket to search for your name in contacts. He quickly wrote you a short message, and as you read it, a huge blush appeared on your both cheeks.

↘ Tobi! | 14:23 ; Why didn’t you tell me that you dance? You’re pretty good at it. I’d like to see it privately. See you after classes :).

— SEIJUUROU

↘ :D

↘ Let’s start with the fact that Seijuurou is definitely a social animal and knows a lot of phone apps (unlike Haikyuu boys, lmao).

↘ I mean, he knows perfectly well all Twitter or Tumblr jokes and general slang, his favorite app is probably Instagram, and the Urban Dictionary is his second home, his bestie. Not need to mention that you share Netflix together, you two also are on the same Discord channel, and on top of that, he makes a shitpost on his own Facebook profile.

↘ No wonder that one day when he caught you dancing to the Cardi B and Megan Thee Stallion song, he immediately joined to you. As if dancing had been in his veins from the day he was born, almost like swimming.

↘ The young man literally took all your viewers off the account and all the beauty of the fame you worked hard while you putting your own content on the channel.

↘ ‘Well... I expected that.’

↘ After a few days, of course, you changed the main theme of your account and instead of creating it by yourself, you shared it with your beloved boyfriend (after all, you couldn’t refuse the fans and the red-head...).

↘ Now you put all kinds of videos and posts together, and the people on TikTok like both of you very much and consider you two to be the sweetest couple in the whole world.

↘ Camila and Shawn are nothing compared to you!

— RIN

↘ I think Rin would know what TikTok is, and also know that you have an account there, but he has never been more interested in it than necessary. 

↘ I mean, it might have existed, but he wouldn’t be interested in getting into the ‘world’ of any influencers and celebrities.

↘ Well. 

↘ The big boy was very busy with swimming and with planning your dates...

↘ So when he listened to music on YouTube one randomly evening and totally accidentally click a complication video with ‘WAP Challenge’ tiktoks, he was surprised that you showed up as one of the dancers.

↘ Your all movements were polished and super strong. You danced really great, better than Rin could ever have imagined. Dressed in black shorts and a gray top, you fit well with the sounds and voice of a female rapper, and as the cherry head knew English, his tongue automatically lick his lower lip.

↘ Hmm, I don’t think I need to add to this headcanon the fact that shortly after watching the short video with you about another 20 times, Rin put on his feet shoes and decided to go to your house.

[secretpeachtea]

Onigiri Miya Tidbits Ch 8

Title: the oh-no-giri miya

Genre: gen fic, reader insert

Word Count: 5.5k (but are we really surprised)

Summary: Onigiri Miya is now hiring and you just happen to be the right person for the job. The business has been gaining popularity since its grand opening, and many customers travel from different cities just to have a bite of Miya Osamu’s delicious recipes. You did expect some craziness from working in food services, but what you didn’t expect was to be bombarded with frequent tomfoolery from a bunch of attractive volleyball players during your shifts.

disclaimer: manga spoilers

A/N: yeeeeehaw another chatper update! there's a lot going on this chapter, but i just hope everything makes sense. thanks for all the support so far! im thinking this series might come to an end soon, but i will keep you all updated!

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You yawn for the fourth time after clocking into work today and rub your tired eyes. Your exhaustion does not go unnoticed by your boss.

“Long night?” Osamu asks as he finishes restocking the fridge.

“More like long week.” Another yawn threatens to leave your lips and you have to force yourself to stop. “There’s been construction going on near my apartment and the elderly couple next door seems to be having some sort of argument for the past few nights. If they don’t figure their issues out by tomorrow, I’m gonna have to have a talk with my landlord.”

Osamu gives you a sympathetic glance and pats your shoulder. “I hope they do. Can’t have my favorite employee walking around like a zombie every day.”

“I’m your only employee, Osamu-san.”

The man just shrugs his shoulders before giving you a more serious look. “You sure you’ll be okay though? I wouldn't mind if you left early today.”

You waved off his suggestion. “No, I’ll be fine. Plus, we have a lot going on today. I’d rather not leave you to deal with that on your own, especially since the entire team is coming to help out.”

There were only a few weeks before the V. League Championships, so the starting players of MSBY were coming in to volunteer and advertise their big match against the Schweiden Adlers. Atsumu was the one to suggest having this event and his coach seemed to like the idea. It did take a while to convince Osamu to allow anybody to work at his precious restaurant but gave in after his brother promised to wear a giant onigiri costume during the entire event and buy him some Wagyu beef after his next paycheck.

Before Osamu could ask you anything else, the front door to Onigiri Miya was roughly opened and the seven MSBY starting players sauntered inside. Everyone greeted each other briefly and Osamu was just about to get them set up in their spots, but MSBY’s setter had other plans.

Atsumu placed a large bag on top of the counter and took out what looked like picture frames along with a power drill.

Osamu raised an eyebrow. “What are you doing, you scrub?”

“What should’ve been done a long time ago!” Without hesitation, Atsumu approached the wall with all of the autographs from previous customers and began to put up seven other frames. He was clearly still upset about the fact that his brother had autographs of the rival team in his shop, so the blonde decided to take matters into his own hands and hang up signed portraits of himself and his teammates. There were shouts of displeasure from your boss and you’d normally be the mediator between the twins, but you felt too tired at the moment to care.

Meian Shugo, the captain of MSBY, approached the spot next to you and gave you a kind smile. “Hey, (Surname)-san.”

“Hello, Meian-san.” You returned the smile with a small wave.

Your boss wanted to meet up with all the volunteers a week prior to the event in order to teach them what they were responsible for, especially those who were helping with the cooking. Since he had asked you to help out, you were able to meet the three remaining MSBY players for the first time last week as well.

“(Surname)-chan, do you need any help with anything before customers start rolling in?” Inunaki Shion questioned as he skipped over to where you were with his teammate, Adriah Thomas, following behind.

“Actually, we need to set up a few tables outside in case it gets a little packed indoors during the lunch rush. Do you guys mind bringing the tables and chairs outside with me?” You pointed towards the plastic tables that were leaning against the wall.

“Sure thing!” Inunaki briefly translated what you had said to Thomas in English and the latter simply nodded his head in understanding. As Thomas was walking past you to grab one of the tables, he lifted his hands in front of you. You haven’t really been able to speak with him since you weren’t very fluent in English, but he has always tried to be as friendly as possible around everyone and seems to love giving high-fives. You thought his actions were endearing, so you gave him a high-five with an equal amount of enthusiasm.

After grabbing what you needed and stepping outside, you spent a couple minutes directing each of them to where everything was supposed to be set up. Once that was done, you ushered them back inside. “Thanks guys! We’re opening soon, so let me know if you have any questions on what you’ll be doing.”

Unsurprisingly, Atsumu and Osamu were still bickering, but now Atsumu had a large black and white onigiri costume in his arms. “How the hell am I supposed to wear this all day, ‘Samu?”

“Easy. Just put it on and keep it on.” The onigiri chef explained. “Bokuto-san, do you mind helping him put it on?”

“Sure thing, Myaa-san!”

Everyone spent the next few minutes decorating the room with MSBY merchandise or helping Atsumu put on his costume and before you knew it, the first customer had arrived. Multiple voices rang throughout the shop, “Welcome to Onigiri Miya!”

Thankfully, the first couple of hours went by without any issues. You were surprised at how all of the guys were able to adapt to their jobs so quickly.

Normally, the customers take their food from the counter themselves, but for the event, Bokuto and Inunaki served as waiters. They seem to be doing a pretty good job so far and the customers love their amiable personalities.

Atsumu was sent outside to give out fliers and keep watch of the people eating outdoors. He would come back inside every so often to refill on fliers or complain about the onigiri suit, and it usually ended up with him being chased out by Sakusa who was on cleaning duty (“Omi-kun why do you keep hitting me with the broom?!”/”I was told to clean any trash on the ground.”). Sakusa was a bit reluctant to be put strictly on cleaning duty but voiced no complaints when you told him that this job requires the least amount of human interaction.

Hinata and Thomas stayed in the kitchen to assist Osamu with cooking. The three worked quite well together and Hinata would translate anything for Thomas if need be.

You and Meian stood next to each other comfortably. You were doing what you normally did at the register except Meian took over all the phone orders.

Even with fewer responsibilities than usual, waves of exhaustion seeped into your bones throughout the morning. There would be the occasional superfan that would walk in and ask for a picture with all the players while squealing in a pitch that could outmatch a dolphin. Just the thought of it gave you a bigger migraine.

“-san…-rname)-san?...(Surname)-san!”

Your eyes shoot up to Meian who has been calling your name for who knows how long. Apparently, your fatigue was also affecting your reaction time. “Ah! Sorry, Meian-san. Did you need something?”

The tall man eyes you with worry. “Are you okay? You seem distracted.”

“Yeah, I’m okay. Just a bit tired.” You brush off his concern.

He looks like he wants to say more but is interrupted by Hinata who had popped his head in your periphery. “Hey, (Name)-san. Do you know where Osamu-san keeps the olive oil? He stepped away for a moment to check on something and I can’t find it.”

“Oh, yeah. I can get that for-!”

As you turn around from your spot, your vision blurs and you feel your knees give out from the sudden lightheadedness. There are several alarmed voices around you, but you don’t think you can react fast enough to stop yourself from falling over. You prepare for any pain, but before your head could hit the counter, strong arms wrap around your waist.

“(Name)-san!”

Hinata’s voice is right next to you, so you can assume that he is the one who caught you. The poor man looks like he’s about to call an ambulance in panic, so you place a hand on his forearm to let him know you’re still awake.

It seems like all the noise also caused your boss to rush back from whatever he was doing because his figure is suddenly crouched down in front of you. Without warning, Osamu places a gentle hand on your forehead and you involuntarily blush. “Your face is a little red, but it doesn’t seem like you have a fever. You said you weren’t getting enough sleep lately, right?”

“I-I think I just turned around too fast. I’m fine.” You tap Hinata’s arm to get him to let you go and make the effort to stand up on your own to show that you didn’t need help.

Osamu stood up and crossed his arms, his gaze focused on the dark circles under your eyes. “No, you are not. Go to the back room and take a break.”

“I’m seriously okay. Lunch rush is almost here and I don’t want to make things difficult for the other guys,” you argue back.

Osamu doesn’t seem like he wants to back down either. “Would you rather I tell you to leave early? It’s either take a break now or go home.”

After watching you and Osamu go back and forth, Meian felt the need to intervene. “Don’t worry, (Surname)-san. I’ve been with you all morning, so I have a pretty good idea of what I need to do. We’ve got more than enough hands to help out.”

There’s a brief silence as everyone waits for you to say something. You finally let out a defeated sigh. “Alright. I’ll take a break.”

The guys around you feel the tension leave from their shoulders at your compliance.

“But,” you lift up a finger to get their attention, “you have to call me if there are any issues or if you need help with the register.”

“Got it, got it. Now go, (Name)-san.” Osamu walks around you and places his hands on your shoulders as he pushes you towards the back room.

When the door closed behind you, there was an unfamiliar silence permeating the room. You’ve never taken a break by yourself, so you felt slightly uncomfortable. Deciding to just lay on the small couch at the corner of the room, you looked up at the ceiling not exactly knowing what to do during your ‘break’. You didn’t even realize your eyes started to droop until they were fully closed and you entered a deep sleep.

You stretch your arms as you walk back to the register feeling much more refreshed than you were before and mentally thanked your boss for convincing you to take a break.

There’s a small skip to your step as you get closer to where Meian is, but his strange posture makes you halt. When you look around the counter, there are multiple customers waiting in line and all of them seem to have irritated expressions. Meian has the phone up to his ears and he’s stuttering so much that you can’t even make out what he’s trying to say.

You’re about to reach out to help him, but the front entrance suddenly opens and you can’t help but gape at the sight. Standing in nothing but pants and an apron, Atsumu runs a hand through his blonde locks while sweat runs down his skin. You’re not sure why he’s shirtless or how he got away with taking off the costume, but your focus is once again taken away by another volleyball player.

Bokuto grabs a tray of food that Osamu left out and rushes to one of the tables. In his haste, he accidentally trips over his own feet and everything on the tray is sent flying. Your eyes widen when you witness the owlish man produce an entire front flip in the middle of the tiny restaurant and land it successfully. Although, the food didn’t survive and proceeded to fall right on top of Sakusa’s head with a resounding plop.

“Wow! Bokuto, when did you learn to do that?” Inunaki asks excitedly.

“I’ve been practicing so that I can have a grand entrance at the game!” Bokuto stands proudly, completely oblivious to his seething teammate. Sakusa is absolutely furious and looks like he’s about to blow a fuse.

Atsumu chooses to step in and make an attempt at calming his friend lightheartedly. “Hey, Omi-Omi! You’re overreacting. Just wash it off and call it a day. No need to get so mad at your friend.”

Atsumu’s words only seem to infuriate the dark haired male even more. “Get out of the fucking way, Miya. I don’t need your dumb excuses of friendship. I’m sick and tired of your shit.”

You could almost see the poison being spit out of Sakusa’s mouth as he directed his harsh words at Atsumu. The blonde seemed to have finally snapped as well as he alarmingly lifted one of his fists. Before Atsumu could cause any harm, Osamu grabbed his brother’s arm. You didn’t even notice your boss approach the two.

“‘Tsumu! What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Osamu kept a tight grip on Atsumu as he glared. “Stop being an idiot and calm down.”

Atsumu roughly grabbed onto his brother’s collar with both of his hands. “You expect me to stay calm after hearing that? And, calling me an idiot doesn’t help, ‘Samu!”

You’ve finally had enough of being just a bystander, so you quickly ran around the counter and put a hand on each of the twins’ shoulders trying to lightly tug them away from each other. “Guys, you need to stop. Fighting in the middle of the shop is not going to solve anything.”

You knew that your words alone wouldn’t be enough to relieve their anger, but what you didn’t expect was the arm that harshly swung out in your direction, pushing you into the nearest table. If it weren’t for Bokuto and Inunaki steadying your balance, you could’ve been seriously injured.

“Stay out of this, (Name)-san.” Anger seems to have blinded Osamu and he doesn’t look even the least bit guilty for pushing you. “You’re being annoying. I don’t need you.”

If you could describe the way your heart felt after hearing those words, you would compare it to shattering glass. You knew you shouldn’t allow his words to affect you this much, but your emotions had failed you and all you could do was look down with tears in your eyes. Maybe this wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t taken that break.

Unfortunately, the universe didn’t seem to want you to even contemplate on your decision when a loud scream was heard from the kitchen area. Everyone in the room watched as Hinata, Thomas, and Meian collectively yelled the one word that could’ve made this situation worse.

“FIRE!!”

Your body aggressively shot up into a sitting position with your arms outstretched as you let out a startled gasp. A bead of sweat ran down your face and you took a second to take some deep breaths. Once you felt like your heart wasn’t going to jump out of your chest, you took in your surroundings.

You were alone in the back room of Onigiri Miya sitting on the same couch that you must have fallen asleep on when you first walked in. There was a thin blanket on top of your body that you don’t remember having before losing consciousness, but you didn’t wait to dwell on it as you tossed it aside and stood up to go back outside.

Throwing the door open, you steeled your nerves at the potential chaos that you might have to confront after your terrible, anxiety-provoking dream. However, the sight in front of you was... completely normal.

Your boss, being the closest one to the door, was the first person to notice your presence and smiled as you walked up to him. “Hey, (Name)-san. How are you feeling?”

“Uh...better? How’s everything out here?” Your eyes shift around the room to see if anything was unusual. “No raging fire or um...missing shirts?”

Osamu looked at you with confusion. “Not that I know of? It was a bit rocky after you left, but after about an hour everyone adjusted pretty well.”

Your shoulders released their tension at the fact that there weren’t any issues in your absence but immediately tensed back up when you realized what Osamu had just implied. “An hour?! How long was I asleep for?”

“Maybe about four hours?”

“Four-!” Almost choking on your words, you pulled out your phone to check the time and it has indeed been four hours since you started your break. “Why didn’t anyone wake me up?”

“I came in to check on you after about half an hour, but you seem really tired, and as your boss, I need to make sure you’re not overworked or sick.” Osamu brought up an arm to rub his neck sheepishly. “I know how you feel about me being concerned about your health, but I’d rather have you upset at me than risk you ending up in a hospital.”

A pout makes its way onto your face. How were you supposed to be upset if he gave you a reasoning like that?

Taking your silence as a sign to keep talking, Osamu brings his arm down and places his hand on your head comfortingly. “We’re not closing just yet, so you can still help out. I know you don’t like missing out on work, so there’s still some things to get done, if you’re good with that?”

You nod your head eagerly. “Yeah, sounds good. I’ll try to make up for what I missed.”

When you returned to the register, some of the MSBY players welcomed you back happily. Hinata and Meian gave you worried looks but felt reassured when you gave them a cheerful thumbs up. The only person you haven’t seen in a while was Atsumu, so you assumed he was still working outside.

Since holding the MSBY event for an entire normal work day might tire out the players, Osamu had planned to close earlier than usual, which meant that there was only about an hour left before closing. You tried your best to do as much as you could during that hour, even checking up on everyone every once in a while.

Ten minutes before closing, a woman walked in with two young boys by her side. You could make the assumption that they might be twins based on the uncanny similarities between them. Although, one of them seemed much more outgoing than the other based on their mannerisms and the two reminded you of another set of twins. The kids must’ve been playing outdoors before walking in since their hands were covered in dirt.

The mother lightly pushed her sons towards the back of the room. “Why don’t you two go wash your hands in the bathroom, while I order the food?”

“Okay!” The more extroverted twin answered back and ran towards the bathroom after grabbing his brother’s hand.

The woman asks for a to-go order and strikes up a conversation with Bokuto and Inunaki while she waits. After a couple of minutes, there are strange noises and laughter coming from the bathroom. When you looked up, the mother was still standing with the two men, so her sons must still be in the bathroom.

Tapping Meian on the shoulder, you point to the back when he has his attention on you. “Meian-san, could you watch the register real quick? I’m gonna go check what’s going on in the bathroom.”

He gives you a slight nod and you make your way to where all the noise is. The bathroom door is slightly ajar and when you peek in, you see the two boys standing in front of the sink blowing bubbles with their fingers. There was soap and water everywhere. You silently thank the universe for not having you on cleaning duty today.

Not wanting to startle the children, you knock on the door before opening it all the way. You expected the boys to be terrified at getting caught, but when they make eye contact with you over the mirror, their grins widen.

“Pretty cashier lady! Look what I can do!”

The talkative twin plunged his hand in the sink and viciously started blowing bubbles everywhere after taking his hand out. The quieter of the two started running around to avoid getting hit by the bubbles, but miscalculated how slippery the floor had gotten from all the soap and water.

“AH!”

As soon as you saw the boy’s feet slip from under him, you rushed forward and caught him with your own body, saving him from potentially breaking his nose. “Are you okay?”

The young boy turned red at the close proximity and shyly nodded his head while avoiding your eyes.

The ruckus had caused a couple people to check up on what was going on and were surprised to see the state of the bathroom as well as the boy that was tightly gripping onto your shirt. The boys’ mother was also part of the group as she had realized that her sons were taking quite a long time to simply wash their hands.

Rest assured, you explained what had happened and the woman scolded her children before making them apologize for causing such a disruption. The boy you had saved from slipping kept shifting his body weight from one foot to another when a sudden idea popped into his head. He quickly ran out of his mother’s hold and slid open the front door to go outside.

Before anyone could run after him, the boy came back inside just as quickly with a small white flower in his hand. He shuffled over to stand in front of you and held out the flower. “I’m sorry.”

You thought your heart would burst at the cute gesture and knelt down to gladly accept the flower with a warm smile. “Thank you.”

All of the guys around were watching the scene with a smile of their own. Someone quietly leaned over to an unsuspecting Osamu and whispered into his ear, “You’ve got some tough competition, Myaa-san.”

“Bokuto-san?!”

With that, the mother left with her sons after grabbing their food and the day was officially over. All of the MSBY players, excluding Sakusa and Atsumu, sat down at a table together to take a quick break before getting back up to clean. Sakusa begrudgingly went to get rid of the mess in the bathroom and Atsumu was still nowhere to be seen, but no one really seemed to notice at the moment.

Even though you were out cold for a couple hours, it still felt like an hectic day.

“Looks like you just can't get away from ruining your uniform, huh.”

Turning to the side, Osamu walks up to where you are and a smirk is plastered onto his features. True to his words, your uniform was once again soaked with water, but this time, there are remnants of soap as well.

You let out a sigh. “It seems so.”

Osamu nervously looks to the side and shoves his hands into his pockets. “Do you, uh, need something to cover up?”

“Nah, it’s all good. I actually brought an extra uniform shirt just in case anything happened during the event today. Luckily, I thought ahead!” You mentally pat yourself on the back.

“Yeah...lucky.”

“I’m gonna go change in the back room now. I’ll come out to help with cleaning afterwards!” You don’t wait to hear a response and disappear into the back room for the second time today.

At the same time, the entrance slides open and Atsumu, still in his onigiri costume, strolls into the shop. There’s an empty bag of chips hanging loosely from his hands, which he throws away to the nearest trash can.

“Atsumu-san! Where have you been?” Hinata stands up from his chair to walk up to the blonde in curiosity. “And, where did you get those chips?”

“There weren’t any customers outside and I wanted a snack so I went to the nearby convenience store,” Atsumu replies.

Osamu scoffs. “You skipped out on work and went to the convenience store in that?”

“Everyone and their moms in the next 10 mile radius has seen me in this, so what’s the point of getting embarrassed over wearing this down the block?” Atsumu attempts to shrug his shoulders but the suit is too large to make it obvious. “We’re done right? I wanna get out of this thing as soon as possible. You left my shirt in the back, right Shoyo-kun?”

Atsumu began speed walking towards the back room to change and Hinata realized a second too late that his teammate had no idea that you were still inside. The younger male jumped in place and tried to stop Atsumu. “Atsumu-san, wait! Don’t-!”

Unfortunately, Atsumu’s ears didn’t register what Hinata was trying to say in time and he swung open the door. He froze completely when he saw the bare skin of your back before sliding up his gaze to lock eyes with you. You were in the middle of putting on your extra uniform but froze in shock from the sudden entry with only your arms through the shirt, leaving the top half of your body only clad in a bra.

Hinata, who was only able to grab onto his teammate’s arm a second too late, also had a clear view. To make the situation even worse, Sakusa had just finished cleaning the bathroom and had walked out at the same time of the fiasco making him the third person to see you shirtless.

All four of you stare at one another for a second before you snap out of it. A menacing aura seeps out of your figure as your expression darkens. “Close the door.”

“SHIT! SORRY!” Atsumu regains function in his limbs at your tone and slams the door shut.

Hinata covers his fiery cheeks and squeezes his eyes shut but then immediately opens them when the image of you becomes too clear in his mind. He’s muttering incoherent apologies under his breath as if you could sense his remorse through the walls. Sakusa looks down at his mop and remains silent, his own cheeks tinted pink under his face mask.

“What the fuck did you do, Atsumu?”

Atsumu flinches at the coldness of Osamu’s words from behind him. He slowly turns around and meets his brother’s gaze. Osamu was mad.

Not even a second later Osamu’s kicking around Atsumu across the floor in anger. Atsumu opted to pull his arms and legs inside the suit to avoid any injuries. Hinata and Sakusa can only watch from the side. Out of curiosity, even Bokuto joined in on spectating. If this was any other situation, one might even laugh at the somewhat comical sight.

You step out of the back room a minute later fully dressed. No one has noticed you yet, so you just make your way to where the three less problematic MSBY players were sitting. They all watch you with mixed expressions as you sit down on one of the chairs wearily.

“You just can’t seem to catch a break. You good?” Inunaki peers at you with sympathy in his eyes. Thomas lifts up a hand for you to take and gives you a comforting squeeze before letting go.

“Yeah. I’m fine, really. Can’t even say I’m surprised that nothing seems to be calm when I’m around all you volleyball players. I’ve already gotten used to it, though.” You sigh exasperatedly but you can’t stop the small upward curve of your lips as you glance behind you at the chaos.

Meian chuckles. “You know, you’re pretty good at handling their shenanigans. Even with all the work you did today, you still made time to check on everyone. I’d say you’ve got some good managing skills.”

You give Meian a grateful smile at his kind words. He then seems lost in thought for a moment before beaming at you. “Hey, we have a manager position that’s open right now. Would you consider working along with all of us?”

The suggestion caught you completely off guard. You working with MSBY? You can’t deny that the idea makes you curious.

As you open your mouth to respond, an arm is suddenly slung over your shoulders silencing you.

“Sorry, Meian-san. She’s too good of a worker to give up.” At some point, your boss had gotten behind you and eavesdropped on your conversation. He tugs your body a bit closer to his own possessively and looks at Meian straight in the eye. “She’s mine.”

You’re surprised how you haven’t ended up in the hospital with how many times your heart has gone out of control in the last 8 hours. Except this time, a blush accompanies your irregular heart rate.

To save yourself from any potential embarrassment, you shrug off Osamu and cross your arms. “Um, no. I don’t belong to anyone.”

A flash of anxiety runs across Osamu’s eyes. He worries that he might have offended you or pushed you to take Meian’s offer.

Ignoring your boss, you send a small apologetic smile to the older man.” Sorry, Meian-san. I’m pretty happy working here, and I don’t know if I can really commit to a manager position at this time. Thanks for considering me though!”

“No worries, (Surname)-san. Feel free to let us know if you ever do change your mind.” The captain nods his head in understanding and accepts the rejection coolly.

A pained groan echoes through the shop and you turn to the noise. Atsumu is still on the ground looking absolutely drained of energy while Bokuto pokes at his costume with a single metal chopstick. Hinata and Sakusa are still in the same spot from before and make no effort to help Atsumu up.

Meian claps his hands once next to you and his chair screeches against the floor as he stands. “Alright, guys! Break’s over! Our job isn’t done just yet. Let’s get to cleaning!”

Leftovers

You’re just about ready to pass out as you lay in your bed with the lights off. Despite the four hour nap you had today, you still feel drowsy and can’t wait to get some sleep. Luckily, the neighbors seem to have calmed down for the night, so sleep should come easily. As you feel your consciousness slipping from you, you’re suddenly jolted awake by the shrill ringtone of your phone.

Letting out an annoyed groan, you pick up your phone to check who would be calling you so late. However, your irritation dissipates as soon as you read Shirabu’s name on the screen. He isn’t the type of person to call for no reason, so you immediately answer with a bit of a concerned tone, “Hey, Shirabu-san! What’s up?”

“Hello, (Surname)-san. Sorry for calling you so late. My shift just ended and I came across some information you might be interested in.” His words catch you by surprise and you force your body to sit up. “I just spoke to a colleague of mine and they informed me that there’s a program you might be interested in. They’re accepting new applicants at her university.”

“What?! That’s great! Could you tell me more about it?” It’s difficult to keep your voice down with all your anticipation.

Shirabu relays all of the information that his colleague had told him and you quickly shuffle over to your desk and turn on your mini lamp to write down both the website and email needed for the application. He stays silent as you finish writing down everything. You’re about to thank your friend, but he speaks up once again. “Oh, but I think it would be good to mention that the application is due in two days.”

You let out a panicked gasp. Two days?!

“Sorry about letting you know so late. I only found out about this today.” Shirabu’s tone is uncharacteristically apologetic, so you know he’s being genuine about his words. “I wouldn’t have told you about it, if I didn’t think you were capable of finishing it on time.”

After taking a deep breath, your face breaks out into a small smile at Shirabu’s blunt display of kindness. “It’s okay. You don’t have to apologize. I really do appreciate you even letting me know about this at all. Thanks, Shirabu-san.”

Your ears pick up a car door slam, so you assume Shirabu must have gotten in his car to go home. After some shuffling, Shirabu responds back to your gratitude. “No problem. I’m going to assume that you’ll probably want to get started on your application as soon as possible, so I’ll hang up now. Good luck with everything and let me know if you have any other questions.”

Once you’ve both said your goodbyes, the line goes silent. A spark lights in your eyes and all of your previous drowsiness has disappeared. You turn on your laptop and spend the majority of your night working on the application with motivation that you haven’t had in a while.

A/N: it took everything in my soul to not write ‘Inumaki’ instead of Inunaki. Inumaki supremacy (i love me my onigiri boys).

did i write the scene with the baby twins just for the whole scandalous back room exchange. yes. yes i did.

if the bubble blowing bathroom scene reminded you of that one scene in the spongebob movie, you’re on the VIP list

taglist: @kiyoo-omi, @tris-does-stuff, @livshotel, @bokuatsubro, @akkeyomi, @kaleidoscopekai @hirugachan

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How would Kageyama and Oikawa react to an insanely talented and skilled volleyball player during the timeskip? Hope you don't mind making this a headcanon!

Setters Meeting a Talented Volleyball Player

Characters: Oikawa Tooru, Kageyama Tobio CW// maybe light cursing I don’t remember Reader info: Gn!reader, adult reader LIGHT TIMESKIP SPOILERS

please don’t repost my edits but you’re welcome to use them for icons & headers & things just credit me

Sorry this took so long! Writers block and/or depression has been kicking my butt lately but I’m trying. Headcanons are great to get my brain going

I am s o bad at writing Oikawa but I tried my best! I hope you like it

Sorry for any spelling mistakes my thumb was kinda screwed up when I wrote this & I mostly type on mobile & grammarly doesn’t always catch everything and I’m a lazy editor lol

Oikawa Tooru

can we talk about how FAST this man would fall in love

Like especially if his first time seeing you would be during a game

So he’s playing beach volleyball right and he’s about to start another game

And he’s being his playful flirtatious self beforehand

Joking around, kinda teasing you a little (probably for being short if you’re shorter than him, if not, then for being absurdly tall) (doesn’t matter if you’re only taller/shorter by like a half inch he’s still gonna tease you about it)

He’s talking a little smack, y’know, now being a jerk but being competitive

And then he seems you play

The first time he sees you serve he’s so awestruck that he freezes and forgets to hit the ball

And promptly is kinda yelled at by his teammate (how I wish it was iwa 😭)

But he can’t keep his eyes off of you seriously

He’d probably start flirting with you when your game is done (or even during the game)

But still be in absolute awe of you like

“Where did you learn to do that? That's amazing??”

*insert answer here*

“That’s actually--you're so brilliant i've been playing since i was a child and I couldn't do that till high school--”

Someone bless this sweet summer child i love him a lot

(^^ I guarantee you one of my friends is gonna shoot me for saying that I used to absolutely H A T E oikawa and now I have a very strong love hate relationship with this guy. Idek anymore)

But anyway

He’s trying to keep his cool but it’s not working lol he’s geeking out because he thinks you’re so cool

He’s charming & charismatic tho and slips in something about practicing together

So you agree to practice together one day which turns into more practices and eventually a formal date and mwah *chefs kiss* it’s great

He started out as a simp and he’s still a simp and no one else sees it so they think ur crazy when you know how whipped he was for you on day one

Kageyama Tobio

Anyone else remember the face he made when he say hinata at karasuno in ep 1 for the first time

That

That's the face

That's the face he makes because he's in such s h o c k that someone is as good as him/the people on his team

The Adlers went on this little vacation thingy as a kind of team retreat thing and none of them know how to get away from work so of course, they were playing volleyball

These idiots I love them

You watched the game for a little while until the round was over

And ran up to kageyama and asked if you could play

The socially awkward dude that he is stumbled out an awkward “yeah sure” and soon you were on his team for the next round against hoshiumi and ushijima (because that’s a fair match up lol)

The first time you spiked a ball passed the two of them he just

S t a r e d

He was in such shock he didn’t see ushijima serve and the ball hit him straight in the face

Which resulted in a bloody nose and the game to end a little early

Ushijima apologized of course but kageyama was more embarrassed than anything

He got all patched up and found you a couple minutes later

His nose was a little swollen and he was still pinching it trying to get it to stop being painful, but hey, he got to talk to you again

You offered to take him out to drinks one day when he felt better, to which he agreed and you two went on you first formal date later that week

Anyway thats on be being dumb lol anyway I hope you enjoyed! I hope that’s what you wanted lol i realize the last one I did might have been me interpreting it a little weird. But whatever these are always fun to write, thank you for sending in asks! My inbox is always open if you have ideas or reqs

Sending love to you all <3

[thesetrashimagines]

My Hero

(I was listening to Sophia by Clario and I-)

Kiyoko x female!reader

You watched your drink fall to the bottom of the vending machine. You bent over and reached in to grab it.

"Is that the last one?" You turned to the voice, "Huh?" He looked familiar, "I asked if that was the last one." You looked down to the milk drink in your hand. "Oh yeah it is."

"How much?" Your eyes widened as he reached into his pocket and pulled out some money, "You can have it if you want. I can get something else." He walked around you and stood in front of the vending machine, "what do you want?" You waves your hands around, "I can buy-"

"KAGEYAMA!" You both flinched and looked behind you to see a boy with orange hair running towards you. "What do you want?" The shorter boy took a moment to compose himself, "We have to get to practice." You noticed the logo on the boys’ white shirt.

"Oh that's why you look so familiar." The duo looked over to you, "Uh-sorry, you guys are on the volleyball team right?"

"Yep! I'm Hinata Shoyo." He beamed at you. "I'm Kageyama." You smiled at them, "I'm L/n Y/n. I've been meaning to watch some of your games, I've been kinda busy, but!" You stood up straighter which caused the duo to jump a little, "I promised Kiyoko I would come see atleast one of your games." Hinata laughed, "Well we can't wait to see you at one of our games L/n!" Kageyama placed some money in your hand, "For the milk." He cracked open the carton and began to walk away with the ginger racing after him.

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You sipped at your juice as you walked up to the gym. The doors were left open which allowed you a peak in on the volleyball practice. You stuck your head threw the threshold and scanned the area. A smile broke out on your face when you noticed her. Toeing off your outdoor shoes you snuck up behind her.

“So this is what you do everyday after school.” Kiyoko yelped and turned to face you, “Don’t scare me like that.” She gave you a angry pout. You doubled over and held onto your stomach as you laughed, “Your face! You should see your face!” She crossed her arms across her chest and you took a quick glance down at her- “You’re not funny.” Your eyes went back up and met her annoyed gaze.

“Oh come on I know you love my surprises,” Then you gave her your best puppy eyes and stuck out your bottom lip, “Unless you didn’t want to see me...” She uncrossed her arms, “Of course I wanted to you but I don’t like you scaring me.” You pulled the juicebox away from your mouth and held out to her, “Consider this my apology.” She reached out for the drink, “Pineapple?” You smiled, “Yeah, what else?” She put the straw in her mouth. You looked around the gym and saw a few members of the team watching you. “I guess I should also apologize for coming in here when your busy but I just finished with my own practice and I wanted to see you.”

Her eyes landed on the sports bag slung over your shoulder, “It’s okay we’re on a small break right now.” Then she looked you over from head to toe, “You’re still in your shorts.” You laughed, “Wow look at you checking me out so openly.” Her cheeks tinted pink and she look away, “I was just saying-” You leaned in closer and whispered, “It’s okay, I know what uniform does to you babes.” She went to say something to you when you both got interrupted.

“L/n? What are you doing here?” He laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. “I know you said you wanted to see us play but we’re way better to watch playing a game than practice.” You both turned to the ginger as he came to stand next to Kiyoko, “Hi Hinata, I just came to see Kiyoko.” He looked between the two of you, “You know I never asked how you knew Shimizu.” You glanced at Kiyoko, “Well um...you see” In a small panic you grabbed her arm and began to pull her outside, “Actually I need to borrow her for a sec.” You laughed nervously and left the gym.

When you both got outside you let her go and faced away from her, “What’s wrong N/n?”

“So they don’t know?” She came around and stood in front of you, “No. Well, Daichi, Suga, and Asahi know I’m in a relationship with someone but they don’t know with who.” You nodded, “Oh okay.” Her eyes widened slightly at your saddened tone, she placed her hands on your shoulders. “If you want me to tell them I can.” You grabbed her hands off your shoulders and brought them to your lips where placed kisses on the backs of them. “It’s fine Kiyoko. I don’t mind, really.” You let go of her hands and looked down, “I shouldn’t have dragged you out here like that though, I’m sorry I panicked.”

Her fingers went under your jaw and tilter your head up, she gave you a small smile, “You’ve apologized a lot today.” She let out a light giggle, “It’s okay, I panicked a little too.” Her hand moved to cup your cheek, “You’re okay though, right?”

“Yep! Totally fine, not worried at all......okay maybe a little, do you see the way Tanaka and Nishinoya look at you?” Her sweet giggle filled the air once again which caused you to smile, “How about I walk you home after practice?” She looked a little surprised, “That’s a long time to wait.” It was your turn to cup her cheeks, “But I’m willing to wait for you.” Her cheek turned pink again, “That was super cheesy of me to say but you look so cute when you blush.” Her cheeks went redder, “Look you’re blushing even more!” She tried to turn her head away from you but your hands kept her face still. “Stop it!” You giggled and pulled her in for a peck on the lips. “Let’s go back in there before those boys come out here and steal you from me for real.” Her hands grabbed your forearms as she smiled and nodded

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Over the next few weeks you sat in on almost all of Karasunos volleyball practices. You’d show up in the middle of their break with some kind of drink or snack and you would share it with Kiyoko. You had become somewhat close with the team, they always thought you were such a nice friend to wait for Kiyoko to finish practice so you could walk her home.

Yours and Kiyoko relationship wasn’t very public, and that wasn’t a problem for you guys. The third year boys knew Kiyoko was in a relationship but they never dug deeper than that and the rest of the volleyball team didn’t think to ask. It wasn’t a bad thing, you trusted them. They treated your girlfriend with respect and protected her at all costs when you weren’t there. The obvious ogling from Tanaka and Nishinoya didn’t even bother you because let’s be honest here, you were no better. Kiyoko is always slapping her hand over your eyes when you stare at her for too long, claiming ‘you’re making it hard for me to think’ but who can blame you? She was a literal angel, appearance wise and personality. This girl could make you melt into a puddle.

You both weren’t into to a lot of PDA either. Yeah you held hands sometimes but you wouldn’t go any further than that. It was just how you guys were, at first glance no one would suspect you two to be dating. You told yourself it wasn’t a problem, until now.

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You had texted Kiyoko saying you’d meet her at the arena. Today was the day you were finally able to watch her team in action. You waited inside the crowed lobby, dressed a little nicer than usual. You looked over outfit again for the hundredth time today, contemplating if you should’ve worn it to a volleyball game.

‘It’s just a volleyball game but I want to look nice for her.’

The voices you’ve become familiar with caught your attention. You looked over to see Karasunos volleyball team walk in from the front doors, with a small smile you began to make your way over to them. Tanaka and Hinata yelled out to you, “Y/N!” You saw Kiyoko turn her head to where you were. “Hey guys! Hi Kiyoko!” You joined their group and followed them further into the building.

“So this is your first game?” You looked up at Asahi and nodded, “Yep, I tried to come to your other ones but I’m usually busy with (insert your fav sport).” Him and Suga started asking you about the sport.

“Excuse me I’m gonna go to the bathroom.” Hinata turned and left the group.

It had been a few minutes before you realized Kiyoko was nowhere to be seen, “Did you guys see where Kiyoko went?” Daichi looked around, “She had to go give the official some papers, maybe she stopped for drink?” You nodded, “I’m gonna go look for her, if she comes back just tell her to text me.” Daichi smiled, “Alright.” You then ventured out to go look for Kiyoko.

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“Come on cutie just give me your number.” Hinata watched from a far as Kiyoko was swarmed by some volleyball players. “Oh no,” He looked around frantically, “Tanaka and Nishinoya aren’t here to protect her!”

You saw Hinata turn his head around wildly, “Hey Hinata, what’s up?” His scared expression met your eyes, “Kiyoko is surrounded and Tanaka and Nishinoya aren’t here.” You followed the finger he had pointed towards the group, “Are you serious...” Hinata looked back at you and saw the killer look in your eyes, he jumped back a little. “I’ll be right back.” He was speechless as the waves of anger flowed off of you as you marched over to Kiyoko.

“I need to get back to my team.” You heard Kiyoko try to reason with the boy in front of her, “I’m not letting you go until you give me your number.”

“Hey.” You patted the taller boy on the shoulder, “She said she needs to go back to her team.” He laughed at you, “Oh look one of your cute friends came.” Your hand clenched into a fist at your side. “Let her go.” He rose a brow at your harsh tone, “Or what?” You blew air through your nose, “Look pal I don’t appreciate you harassing my girlfriend. So, before we have a serious problem, leave her alone.” The boy turned to fully face you now, “Girlfriend? I don’t believe you.”

You glared at him, “What do you want me to do? Kiss her?” His head shot back in laughter, “Yes, actually that’d be great.” You rolled your eyes and shoved him with your shoulder, “We’re leaving, come on.” You reached into the circle of boys and wrapped your arm around Kiyoko’s. “I thought I said you’re not leaving till I get your number.” His hand reached forward and grabbed the arm you weren’t holding then he bent at the waist to be at eye level with Kiyoko.

“Hey!” You let go of Kiyoko’s arm and grabbed the front of the guys shirt, “Don’t put your hands on my girlfriend!” You pulled him closer as you brought your other arm back with a closed fist, his eyes widened, “Let her go right now or I swear you’ll regret it.” 

He let go and brought his arms up in surrender, “Alright, alright. I’m sorry okay?” You shoved him back and watched as he stumbled. “Come on Kiy.” You wrapped your arm around her shoulders and pulled her close as you navigated through the crowded area.

People now had their eyes on you and your girlfriend after they heard you yelling. “I’m sorry I freaked out back there.” Kiyoko had one hand grabbing at the front of your shirt. “No don’t apologize.” She looked at the side of your face which still held its hardened expression. “I should be saying thank you.” You slowed down your steps and looked into her eyes, “You don’t have to say anything Kiy, he shouldn’t be praying on people like that, it’s disgusting.” You looked back to where the boys had stood earlier and saw that they were helping their friend up and were watching you intensely.

A gentle hand landed on your cheek and pulled your face in the other direction. “You’re my hero you know.” Her steel blues eyes looked at you in adoration, “It wasn’t that big of a deal really.” You rubbed the back of your neck and looked away in embarrassment. She giggled then leaned into your ear, “Every hero gets rewarded with a kiss right?” Your eyes shot open when she pulled away and met your eyes. “Wha-Right now? But we’re-” Her eyebrows pinched together, “You don’t want one?” You sputtered a little more, “No! Wait, yes! Yes I want one, I always want to kiss you but we’re in public and I don’t know if-”

“Hmph!”

Her hands encompassed your face again and pulled you towards her face. Her soft lips landed on yours, you stared at her closed eyes before your own fluttered shut. Your hands went to their usual place on her waist. She moved her mouth on yours and moved her hand to the back of your neck where she pulled you in a little closer; your own hand migrated from her waist to her back. “I meant it when I said thank you.” She pulled back and smiled at you, “That, um, wow.” She laughed at your current state, “You know you’re cute when you’re flustered.” You groaned and dropped your head to her shoulder, “Shut up.” She kept on laughing as she brought her hands over your shoulders and down your back. “I’m not used to kissing in public stop bullying me.” She laughed even louder now. You whined, “Kiyokoooooo.”

Pulling back you went to look at her when something over her shoulder caught your attention, “Uh oh.”

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When Hinata saw the taller boy grab onto Kiyoko he left to go get the rest of the team. On their way back they had heard you call Kiyoko your girlfriend which caused them (Tanaka and Nishinoya) to pause momentarily. Then they watched as you almost threw the taller male to the floor. “Come on Kiy.” You pulled her close and walked on.

“So that’s who she’s dating.” Suga smiled, “I mean it makes sense, Y/n’s been to every practice just to walk her home.”

They heard sniffling, “Nishinoya...” Another sniffle, “Yeah Tanaka?” Tanaka wiped at his eyes, “Kiyoko has a cute strong girlfriend.” Nishinoya hugged the boy, “I know bro.”

“Knock it off you two.” Daichi gave them a stern warning, “Wow,” He looked to Suga, “What?” The grey haired boy lifted a single finger and pointed, “They’re kissing.”

“WHAAAAAAA-”

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“What is it?” Kiyoko looked over her shoulder to see the team, “I think they saw.” She smiled back at you and grabbed your hand, “I don’t mind.” As she took the first step forward you froze in place. “What’s wrong?” Your head tilted down to the floor, “What if they react badly? You remember what happened last time?” Kiyoko squeezed your hand gently, “They won’t do that, I promise.” You allowed her to pull you along.

“Kiyoko! Y/n! Are you guys alright?” Hinata ran to meet you guys, “We’re okay, thank you Hinata.” When you didn’t respond Kiyoko tugged hard on your hand, “Ow! That hurt!” She gave you a closed eyed smile, you knew what that meant. “Don’t you have something to say Y/n?” Noticing her underlining tone, you bowed, “Thank you for everything Hinata.” You lifted your head and looked at the group behind him, “and everyone else for coming to check up on us.”

Hinata waved his hands around, “You were so cool Y/n! You were like ‘Hey! don’t touch my girlfriend!’ That was awesome! He was so scared!” You covered your face with hand, “I was just trying to get to him to screw off.” You grew irritated again, “The nerve some people have, I could’ve knocked him the f-.” Noticing your tensed stature, Kiyoko rubbed your back affectionately. “It’s okay now. I’m okay.” Your eyes traced over her features, “Yeah as long as you’re okay.” Her cheeks tinged pink, “Haha! Got you again!” You smiled wide and poked her cheek.

“So let me get this straight, you’re dating Kiyoko?” Your smile dropped as you looked back to the group of boys in surprise, “I, um, yeah?” Hinata turned to face his team, “You guys didn’t know?” Everybody looked at him in shock, “What? Kiyoko always comes to practice wearing Y/n’s club sweater.” You gasped at your girlfriend, “You thief! You lied to me, you said you didn’t know where my sweater was.” Your girlfriend pushed some of her hair behind her ear, “It’s my only one.” You sighed and took off the jacket you were currently wearing, “You could always ask me for more babes.” Your wrapped the clothing item around her. “But you need it.” You held a hand up, “I need it later, not right now.” She pushed her arms through the sleeves, “Thank you.”

The volleyball team watched the scene and tried their hardest not to freak out. ‘So cute!’

An announcement came over the intercom, “Looks like it time for you guys to kick some serious ass.” The Karasuno boys laughed and agreed, “Let’s go win everybody!” You all cheered at Daichi’s words.

The team saw you and Kiyoko walk out in front of them. “I forgot to tell you that you look really nice today.” You turned your head to look at her, “Thank you Kiy, you look as gorgeous as ever.” She intertwined your fingers with one hand and hugged your arm. “You’re staring again.”

“Am I? It’s almost like I have this ray of beauty clinging to my side.” You looked off to the side with a dramatic sigh, it caused Kiyoko to giggle and press a kiss to your cheek.

“Tanaka?”

“Yeah?”

The two boys grabbed onto each other with tearful eyes, “THEY’RE SO CUTE!”

Walking up behind them, Daichi grabbed onto the backs of their shirts and carried them forward. “Stop staring at them!”

AN: That was a lot longer than originally planned but I couldn’t stop myself. And yes before you ask, Tanaka and Nishinoya are the BIGGEST Kiyoko x Y/n shippers out there, the love and support they have- These boys be SCREAMING about their otp and that’s IT.

anyways, I hoped you enjoyed it! Thanks for reading <3

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no one knows pt. 2 - m. atsumu

(a/n): my fic rec account reached 700 a few days ago so i wrote a lil one shot and @traferza helped :)))) thank u bro

warnings: soft smut (I did not intend for this to be a smut fit but here we are), fingering, oral (f receiving), penetration

no one knows - m. atsumu

"come on, (y/n)! you haven't seen me play in ages!"

tobio stared back at you with hopeful eyes. your best friend has changed a lot since that last time you hung out with him in high school. his black hair was parted, he was much taller, buffer, too. but he was still that meathead volleyball jock you knew.

"okay, fine. you still the king?"

"no! that's exactly why you need to see me."

the day finally came and you waved to tobio who was sporting his white schweiden adlers jersey. you knew he had changed from his days at karasuno, though you weren't able to see the process firsthand since you moved to tokyo. sadly, you were only able to catch a few of his games whenever karasuno went to nationals.

and when you recognized a certain blonde on the opposing team, you broke a little bit. sure, it had been a few weeks, so of course it's a fresh scar.

but you didn't think it would hurt this much.

you berated yourself for not asking who tobio was playing against, but it was too late for that now. you couldn't leave the game, he was looking forward to you being there after many failed attempts to attend. all you could do was hope that the blonde didn't recognize you in the crowd.

it feels like it was just yesterday that miya atsumu broke your heart in the pouring rain. the awkward silence, the grey sky, the solemn tone of his voice. it was too soon to see him again. it only took the mere sight of him to bring you back.

though, you still gave the adlers a polite cheer with every point they scored. you flashed a few supportive smiles to tobio. you still hugged him after his game, praised his skills that have definitely advanced since the last time you've seen him. you met ushiwaka, who looked terrifying but was actually very polite, and hoshiumi, who was very enthusiastic about your praise.

your reluctance showed when tobio insisted that you go out to lunch with them, which included some of the players in the jackals. you still went, after all, you haven't seen him in awhile. and what were the chances that one of those players was atsumu?

100%. the chances were 100%.

while bokuto and hinata were warm, engaging in your many stories that embarrassed tobio with even sakusa showing slight interest, atsumu was stone cold. he quietly ate his food across from you, only speaking when someone asked if he was okay. he lied, of course, reassuring everyone he was tired.

it was like this for weeks anyways.

though, you ignored him. you ignored the short glances he would give you every now and then. but it was hard for him to do the same with the way you lightly rubbed tobio's shoulder, the way you laughed at his flustered state when you told everyone about how he tried to eat a volleyball. his jaw clenched and his grip on the glass of water tightened.

"miya-san, can you pass the soy sauce, please?"

despite your efforts to be polite, his face still held a stoic expression as he set down the bottle a little too hard. you thanked him, but everyone knew something was wrong.

"thank you."

after you finished an onigiri, you excused yourself outside to take a phone call, using the time to text atsumu to behave. hopefully you weren't blocked, right?

your train of thought was interrupted by the ding of your phone.

meet me at the milk tea place we used to go to after. we need to talk.

damn right you needed to talk.

you went back, enjoying the rest of the lunch with your new friends and your old one. hinata, bokuto, and hoshiumi were a dangerous, but fun mix, not that you were complaining. they were entertaining and you fed into the energy. you noticed that atsumu was a little warmer, talking with everyone else at the table like normal.

"it's nice to see atsumu talking again. he's been a little antisocial these past few weeks and no one knows why." hinata sighed while bokuto nodded in agreement.

"oh?"

atsumu was the one who ended it after all. but at least you weren't the only one hurting, right?

your thoughts took over you again as you imagined what could have been if you just said you loved him right away. if you just told him then and there and been honest. or if you didn't let him leave you in the rain, ran after him, reached for his wrist at the least. but it was too late anyways.

"(y/n)?" hoshiumi waved his hand over your face.

"what, hm?"

"you kind of blanked out for a minute, are you okay?"

"yeah, just a little tired that's all."

eventually, lunch had to end and you greeted the rest of the players goodbye before you left. tobio pulled you into a close hug while you wrapped your arms around him, bringing him closer and planting a kiss on his cheek.

"come to another game, okay? or else i'll tell ushiwaka what you said about him when you saw him on the tv."

"tobio, with all due respect, shut the fu-"

"kidding."

you gave him another kiss on the cheek before you parted ways.

the milk tea place wasn't far, atsumu should have been there by now considering that he actually has a car. and you were right, he was at the same corner that you two always sat at, your favorite drink set on the table. as you approached, your legs started to feel heavy, but you brought yourself to sit across from him anyways.

"so you move fast." you scoffed.

"what do you mean?"

"you have a thing for setters or something, (y/n)?"

"i have no idea what the fuck you're talking about."

he sighed, looking down at the drink in his hands. months of secret hook ups, small dates, and it only took you a few weeks to get over him. it was selfish, but he had hoped you would feel at least a bit of pain. maybe if he knew you cried, even gotten a little frustrated, it would be a sign that he meant something to you.

"tobio is my best friend. he has been since we were in diapers. why would you even care?"

"because," atsumu sighed in frustrated, "because it's supposed to be me making you laugh like that, kissing yer cheek and shit."

"if i recall correctly, you rejected me after the game."

"because i was fucking frustrated at you! i don't know, maybe it was a little fucked up, but i fucking loved you and you didn't say it back!"

"miya-san, you know why it takes a lot for me."

ah, yes. he remembers the first time you opened up, your head laying on his bare chest, hands stroking your hair, small circles being rubbed on his arm. he remembered how warm your body was, the tears on his chest. he remembered it all. he remembered your apologies, your rambles about your past, everything you were insecure about.

miya atsumu had the memory of an elephant, but he struggles to respond when confronted with overwhelming emotion.

"so we're not on first name basis anymore?"

"that's all you have to say?"

you felt the lump in your throat, the tears welling up in your eyes. but you didn't want to let this asshole see you cry, so instead you look at your feet, attempting to compose yourself.

"wait, i'm sorry-"

"i'm leaving."

and so you stood up and made your way towards the door, but not without atsumu's protests. you were a few steps out when you felt him grab your wrist. you might as well listen to everything he has to say. maybe you'd get closure or something. after all, he was the first person you opened up to after everything that happened with your ex. you thought he would be different, but he made it clear that you weren't worth his time anymore. why were you still listening to him again?

"i love you and you don't have to say it back but hear me out," he took another breath before continuing, "i know it was fucked up of me to just not say it back after it took you a day, but i think it was just because i was hurt and i didn't know what i was saying. i'm sorry."

"miya-san, i don't know if i can believe anything you say after that."

"and i don't blame you, it was kind of my fault, i just wanted you to say it right away even if you didn't come to terms with your feelings. i was selfish and i don't want to hurt you again."

tsumu looked tired, a little out of breath, a little beat. did you do that? as much as you loved him, it hurt to see him like this. it hurt even more to know it was partially your fault. you hoped it was from the game he had just played an hour or two ago, but you knew better.

"what do you want me to do with that?"

"i want to start over. i don't care how long it takes for you to love me again. just give me another chance, i don't mind the wait anymore."

his hand was on your cheek now, you could feel his breath on your face. and just this once, you didn't think it would hurt to give in. tsumu was never good with his words, but maybe this time was an exception.

and you answer him with a chaste kiss on his warm lips and he brings you closer, cupping your face in his big hands. before you know it, you're in his car feeling giddy, a big smile plastered on your faces.

the familiarity of his apartment overcame your senses. the smell of the tropical candles he liked, the messes of blankets on his couch that you never minded but ended up folding anyways, the taste of his skin. it was all familiar.

and you loved it.

he carried you to his room bridal style, gently laying you down on his bed before taking off his shirt. he helped you out of your clothes until you were left in your underwear as he left open mouthed kisses all over you chest.

"i missed you."

"i can tell." you responded, pointing at his obvious boner in his underwear.

"shut up."

you let out a giggle until he rubbed at your clothed clit, making your breath hitch. he pulled down your underwear agonizingly slow and nipped at the sweet spot on your neck. his touch was familiar. he was warm, like home, and you felt safe.

"i'm sorry for letting you go." he gave an apologetic kiss on your lips before slowly inserting his fingers into you.

you let out an embarrassingly loud moan at the feeling of his fingers nudging the spongy spot in you that he was able to find every time. his tongue licked up to your clit, his fingers thrusting into you at a slow pace which he quickly sped up with the pace of his mouth on your nub. your hands tangled in his hair, pushing him closer into your heat.

atsumu obliged, replacing his fingers with his tongue. the wet muscle dipping into your slit, lapping up all of your slick. you were close, the heat building up in your lower belly, your walls convulsing. you were out of breath and when he let out a hum that vibrated against you, you were sent over the edge. you eyes rolled to the back of your head as he let you ride out your orgasm on his tongue.

he kissed back up your body before his lips landed on your once again. you wanted him closer and your wish was granted when he fully sheathed himself inside of you without warning.

"you're so good to me," he rambled in your ear, placing sloppy kisses on your shoulder as he pounded into you, "you sound so pretty."

tears filled your eyes while you kept a strong grip on his bicep. you were overwhelmed, both by the sweet things he said and the way his cock stretched you out perfectly. even though it was only weeks, it still felt so long since you were together like this. you missed him.

your legs wrapped around him, barely giving him space to move, but he worked with it, still keeping up his relentless pace. your walls fluttered around him as your grip on him got tighter and you knuckles turned white. he was close, you can tell by the way his thrusts were becoming more and more sloppy and how his groans turned into whines.

"look at me."

and when you came, he made sure you were looking at his face which was red, sweaty, and carried a soft expression. he was pretty and you were sure that you didn't make a mistake coming back to his apartment.

when you both came down from your highs, your face was buried in the crook of his neck and his arm was wrapped around you. soft circles were rubbed on your back as you placed a few kisses where you could. he placed one on the top of your sweaty head.

"you don't have to say-"

"i love you."

he grinned back at you while you looked up at his glossy brown eyes. your hand wiped away some of the tears that fell from his eyes at your confession and a sense of euphoria passed through the both of you, the hurt slowly fading away with each passing moment.