#sugawara fic

[nectardaddy]

wild youth

" I wanna love you 'til we're food for the worms to eat. "

pairing : sugawara koushi x f!reader

content : mostly written/smau hybrid, smau is only texts between them, self indulgence at it's finest, both suga and reader are teachers, timeskipped characters, friends/coworkers to lovers

series content warning : language, drinking, stress, humor as a coping mechanism, very human emotions (including, but not limited to: anger, stress, sadness, anxiety), me hammering home that teachers are human too, some educational jargon (definitions given as needed), probably ooc, typos probably [more warnings may be added , check each chapter for warnings]

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extras : series playlist | pinterest mood boards : wild youth | sugayn | suga | yn style guides : yn | suga

introduction : fifth grade team prologue : friday one : trash can

[mitskicain]

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. ⁺ . ✦ say a little prayer — suga x reader

© mitskicain all rights reserved. the modification, translation, and plagiarism of my work is strictly prohibited.

synopsis: abandoned, and desperate for some kind of kindness; you find the answer to your prayers under strange circumstances

content warning: growing up religious, religious trauma, parental neglect & abandonment

word count: 335

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prologue: who prays for sinners?

Prayers were the ultimate form of wishing. That was what your parents had always told you. If you want something, you should pray for it. If you need it, let your prayers be the vessel that guided you towards it. Let the gentle voice of God and his many angels be your saving grace that delivered you from evil and kept temptation away.

I’ll pray for you. I’ll keep you in my prayers.

But who prays for sinners?

Certainly not your parents, or your friends, or your teachers, or anyone you knew of. Congregation members in your church said blasphemous people belonged in hell. That we needn’t pray for someone who was so wicked in their ways. They believed that sin was a plague that they had to distance themselves from—cleanse their homes of it, avoid the touch and whisper of it—be as far away as possible. You thought it was fair treatment at first, thought that they should’ve seen it coming.

Until your parents did the same to you.

Sinner, they called you. Ungrateful. Child of evil. Unworthy of love or salvation. Left you at the steps of the church’s boarding school, without explanation as to what you had done wrong. But it’s not like you would have understood anyways. Maybe the whole sinner excuse wasn’t real, maybe they just didn’t loved you in the first place and were just looking for some excuse.

You could pray all you want. By the side of your bed, before meals, on the steps of the church’s altar—knees sore and bruised—it wouldn’t change a thing. Other forms of wishing; you could write about it, turn it into all the poetry you wanted, into a story to tell your friends, but it didn’t change a thing. All the wishing, writing, and praying did nothing. It couldn’t bring your parents back, and it sure as hell couldn’t make them love you again.

So there was nobody left to pray for you, sinner.

Except of course, Sugawara Koushi.

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author’s note: ME NEXTTT💥💥 I NEED SAVINGGGGGG

[nishipostitz]

since its my birfday, im writing a special 🥳

haikyuu x reader

boys who would come up with a plan with your friends to make your day magical. they would plan out places you and your friends would go to for your birthday. cafe dates, lunch, anywhere. and he’ll be there early and pay for all your expenses. you got a pastry and a drink? he paid ahead for it. his card was on file. you even got your meal paid for. and the excuses were just “oh youre the 100th order” and “on the house” and whatnot. you thought you were the luckiest person there was. to end the day, he would surprise you with himself and shower you with even more gifts. he loves you so so much

notes - inspired by missmangobutt’s recent vlog 😉

[mylahrins]

forget-me-nots, 05.

hi y/n,

i've been telling my mom about our letters, she seems to look forward to your responses as much as i do! today she went grocery shopping and there happened to be a really big sale on flower seeds. i'm not actually sure what kinds of flowers she bought, but she bought a lot for you. she wants to meet you someday! my little brother does too. if there's ever a time you can or want to, please come over for dinner! the seed packets should be in the envelope. i hope you're able to make some use of them!

speaking of seeds, i had some poppyseed muffins for breakfast this morning. i remember you mentioning liking muffins. my little brother has really been into baking (not so much cooking). he made a lot so ill bring you a small basket on monday, hopefully you'll be able to share with some of the gardening club members. if you'd like, i can bring you whatever my brother ends up baking, he always makes big bunches.

i've also been meaning to tell you that my coach wants to talk to you. he's that one sketchy looking guy that works at the convenience store near our school (don't tell him i said that). he's been asking about the flowers you arranged for kiyoko and wants to order some as well. if you can, please come by during practice when you're not busy!

take care, sugawara

about the flowers!

➤ poppies: i wasn't originally gonna do one of these, but i mentioned poppyseeds so i thought that i might as well! poppies overall have a lot of war symbolism. though they also hold meaning to things like death and sleep and peace. red, white, and black poppies especially tend to represent the fallen soldiers from past war efforts, most notably ww1. i found that purple poppies actually represent the fallen and hurt animals from war (which was really sad to learn!!). BUT!!! poppies aren't all about death and war. colors like pink can symbolize platonic love and sympathy while orange symbolizes good health and regeneration!

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a/n: hi guys sorry it took so long to update!!! im on vacation and away from home rn so the format might be a little weird. ill fix it once it get back!! also im pretty sure this is the first chapter update since i edited the "theme" of my fic.. what do you guys think??? is it cute? hehe ANYWAYS thanks for patiently waiting, i think this'll be the last chapter i write until i get back home though... family vacations and writing fanfiction doesn't really mix well LMAO but no promises! if i get bored maybe ill write the next chapter too!! ALSO IM SO SORRY IF YOU WEREN'T TAGGED IN PAST CHAPTERS!!! i just learned how to fix my tag system 😭😭 so im making sure to tag everyone correctly now </333

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[tsumuus]

random texts w/ random HQ boys | v.

characters koshi sugawara, kei tsukishima, tetsuro kuroo, kenma kozume, hajime Iwaizumi, wakatoshi ushijima, atsumu miya, osamu miya, kotaro bokuto

parts: i. ii. iii. iv. v. vi. vii.

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[lunamochii]

you're the blue text ; they're the gray/grey text

bokuto, atsumu, osamu, kuroo, oikawa, suna, sugawara, sachiro

[bonniepop]

As someone who's currently looking for their spark as well....

How about sugawara teasing the girl he has a crush on instead of confessing?

he hears you before he sees you.

"hey," daichi mumbles from his left. "it's—"

"i know," sugawara says frantically. "is—"

"hey, guys," you greet, and both boys try to turn as coolly as they possibly can. it's not very successful, because you give them a funny look. "are you guys okay? is volleyball practice that intense?"

daichi straightens and clears his throat. "hi. um, yeah, a little. coach ukai's doubling down on the drills before interhigh."

"good luck with that," you say, before turning to sugawara. "hey, suga-san."

he tries his best to seem nonchalant. "hey."

you're not saying anything. why aren't you saying anything? was his 'hey' weird? was there something on his face? what—

daichi clears his throat again. "that reminds me, suga here has a question to ask."

what?! suga screamed internally. what are you talking about?!

"oh, um, sure," you say, cocking your head to the side a little bit (oh my god, you're so cute, sugawara thought desperately). "what's up?"

"i—uh—" he stammered, before coughing. "um. what'd you... get? o—on the—on the... calculus test?"

you pout, nearly sending him into an agonizing spiral. "oh, god, don't remind me. i think i got an... 82?"

say something, he panicked, watching daichi's eyes widen in his direction, hidden away from you. say something! anything!

"uh, nothing," he lets out. "just, uh. asking."

"oh. uh, okay. what did you get?"

"um, a 91."

he watches you sigh dramatically and roll your eyes. "of course you did. you always score higher than me in calc."

he latches onto your words in a desperate attempt to keep the conversation going. "well," he starts, "i am better than you at calc..."

a girl passes by and calls out to you, and you wave and tell her you'll be right there. you turn back to him with mild annoyance. "talk to me when you're getting a better grade than me in bio."

"you mean in the next test?" he shoots back.

you roll your eyes. "whatever. bye, sugawara. see you, sawamura." and with that, you're gone.

"so," daichi says. "that went well."

"really?" suga says, turning to his friend with a hopeful look.

daichi looks at him with an 'are you kidding me?' expression. "no."

sugawara groans and catches his face in his hands.

[noyasmashing]

Asking Haikyuu!! Characters Out

CW: Nishinoya, Hinata, Yamaguchi, Kenma, Sugawara, lots of blushing, no nsfw this time!

A/N: Been dying to write about more Kenma so ofc I had to sneak him in there

Nishinoya: If Nishinoya had a crush on you, he'd be completely delusional about it, and to make matters worse, Tanaka would only encourage him. Did you ask him what day it was in class? Yep, according to him, you're head over heels but too shy to admit it.

And despite all his bravado, he'd be utterly taken aback if you asked him out on a date. Picture red ears, stuttering words, and avoiding your gaze out of sheer nerves.

Once you're deep in conversation on your date, he'd start with the cheesiest pickup lines. If you happened to bite your lip, he'd insist on kissing it better. I wouldn't be surprised if this man proposed to you with a candy ring pop.

But when it's just the two of you, his confident façade would vanish. He'd become all whiny and desperate for your touch. Pinning him against a wall and kissing him would literally make his knees buckle.

Yamaguchi: While Yamaguchi tends to be shy around others, he can become quite chatty when you catch him alone without Tsukishima around. I have a feeling he'd be really into J-pop/K-pop, so if you share that interest, you guys would hit it off instantly.

When you started talking more, he might have assumed it was because you liked Tsukishima. But if you were to ask him on a date? Oh boy, he'd be giggling all shyly.

Of course, he'd probably suggest going to a cafe or an arcade. A cafe date would feel incredibly romantic to him—sitting across from you, sipping a warm latte, engaging in good conversation—it would make him weak in the knees.

Walking him home after and planting a kiss on his lips would catch him off guard. He'd be nervous, worried you might think he's inexperienced and tease him, so he'd try to act like he knows what he's doing.

But if you were to place a hand on his hip and deepen the kiss, he'd pull away, confessing that he likes you so much, and he’s scared that you might not like him back if he’s a bad kisser.

Hinata: Even if Hinata was head over heels for you, that poor boy can be incredibly clueless. Lost in the world of volleyball, if you suggest doing something together, he might just ask you to set for him. 🤦‍♀️

Later on, when someone finally clues him in that you were hinting at something romantic, he'd feel so bad! He'd show up at your desk with your favorite drink and candy in hand, suggesting to go downtown for some fun shopping!

When you guys do go out in public, he'd get incredibly bashful if you wanted to hold his hand. A cool, pretty person like you wanting to hold him?? He'd be over the moon. When you two lock hands or even just link pinkies, he'd feel so calm and secure, never wanting to let go.

Kenma: Kenma could be silently obsessed with you for years without saying a word. It'd be incredibly hard to read him, making it tough to decide whether to make a move.

But when you finally do, he'd give you the warmest smile that instantly erases any doubts you had. However, being shy, he'd prefer to do something at home.

He'd absolutely love baking with you! Creating silly cakes resembling Minecraft or another video game he's into would be a blast for him, and it'd be quite humorous too!

Once your creations are ready for tasting, he'd become shy if you tried to feed him. He couldn't help feeling mushy and embarrassed as he opened his lips for a bite. And if you swiped frosting off his cheek? His whole face would turn red, and he'd want to curl up into a ball.

Sugawara: Sugawara often struggles with feeling like less of a teammate for not being in the starting lineup. So, receiving special attention from someone as attractive and cool in his eyes as you would completely blow his mind.

If you were to ask him to spend quality time together? He'd plan the sweetest little picnic and nature walk. On the outside, he'd act chill and fun, but deep down, he'd be freaking out.

And if you casually complimented him? Oh boy, his face would turn as red as Tendo's hair, trying not to lose his cool. The way you praise him so casually, as if he should know how amazing he is, makes him feel incredibly special. He'd just want to be wrapped in your arms while you showered him with kisses all over.

[chariaki]

Haikyuu Headcanons because we all yearn for fictional love </3

1) Concerts in the shower 🩵

Suna Rintarou is definitely the type to stare at you in awe and hearts in his eyes while you (loudly) sing your favorite songs while both naked in the shower, and then laugh and mock you whenever your voice cracks or was unable to hit that note... But then eventually gives in and sings with you, because as always, he's easily enticed by your beautiful energy.

Hinata Shoyo is definitely the type to sing more loudly than you and even jump inside the shower, causing water the splash and splatter, then encourages you to jump as well, and when you do and he sees your breasts bounce, he suddenly freezes and goes all red, overwhelmed and all fidgety. You definitely laugh at that, and when you tell him to continue singing he's still standing there frozen, with his mouth agape and his dick hard.

Sugawara Koushi is definitely the type to be very supportive and into your acapella, thus he hands you his shampoo bottle to act as your mic, then grabs your shampoo bottle to act as his mic. He is also definitely beat boxing to your song, singing in turns with you with the lyrics and at the end, clapping for the two of you's performance and hugging you while laughing about the whole thing. Such a cutie.

Tsukishima Kei is definitely the type to judge you first before eventually singin along. And by eventually, it took hime about 1 week to give in to your silly acapella concerts, but you managed to get him to groove along, it for sure and certain took you a lot of energy, because the first time you did that, all he did was stare at you with that bitchy look in his eyes. But you didn't give up! You were determined to make your boyfriend more livelier, so every time he showers, you immediately invade his time alone and shower with him, because you know he loves it. You sing when you shampoo his hair, when you scrubs your back and you scrub his, and when you even just relax in the bathtub. And all the while you were doing that, he smiled. You didn't notice it though, because he only smiled ever so wodely when you had your back turned to him, or your eyes in a different direction, but you knew. You knew because just like your mutual love, you knew Tsukishima.

Wakatoshi Ushijima likes calming songs, and so do you. So whenever you're in the shower with him, instead of singing loud and mainstream pop songs, you sing songs from artists like wave to earth, bruno major, TV girl and many others that you both share interest in. It's adorable you think, because you've created your own little way of life with him. Simple things like relaxing baths and showers with your sweet voice and him humming along with you is enough to make your day wonderful. He also most definitely rests his body on you, with his back on your chest as the two of you sit on the bath tub, and your combing his hair while softly humming his favorite song. It is most definitely one of his favourite ways to relax after a tough match.

[stars-tonight]

THEY HELP YOU BABYSIT (FT. OIKAWA TŌRU, SUGAWARA KŌSHI, KAGEYAMA TOBIO, AKAASHI KEIJI)

oikawa tōru

word count: 410

“are you sure you know how to babysit, tōru?” you ask suspiciously. “this isn’t going to be like babysitting takeru. she doesn’t know you like she knows me.” you had babysat for your neighbors multiple times before--their six year old was the cutest little girl--but oikawa had never met her, and for some reason you had a sinking feeling that he wouldn’t be the best babysitter.

“of course!” he assures you. “takeru says i’m the best babysitter he’s ever had. i’m practically a professional.”

~

“takeru always goes to sleep when i tell him to,” oikawa mutters.

you sigh, rubbing your temples. oikawa had spent the last fifteen minutes insisting he could get the little girl--akari--to fall asleep. out of curiosity and amusement, you decided to let him try.

his efforts had been wholly futile.

“tōru, let me do it,” you begin. he had originally tried singing akari to sleep, but he was wildly out of tune and actually started annoying her. that, paired with the fact that you always read akari her favorite story before bed, has resulted in a very unhappy six year old. now you’re starting to see the telltale signs of a meltdown--quivering lower lip, crossed arms, whiny tone of voice.

he huffs, pouting. “i thought bedtime was supposed to be quiet time,” he insists, as you push him out of the chair and onto the ground.

you clamp a hand over his mouth before he can say anything more. you sit down on the chair yourself, next to the bed. “hey, sweetie,” you say to akari. “how about a bedtime story?”

she perks up immediately. “beauty and the beast?” it’s her favorite one, partly due to all the colorful illustrations in the book, and partly because belle is pretty.

you grin. “you remember which part we’re on?”

within minutes, you have her quiet and sleepy. you end the story and close the book softly. oikawa is also quieting down. he’s sitting on the floor, resting his head in your lap and arms wrapped around your waist.

“[y/n]?” akari asks suddenly.

you brush some hair out of her eyes and smile at her. “what is it?”

“is this your boyfriend?” she asks curiously. she looks at oikawa, scrunching up her face. “you’re too cool for him. he’s an idiot. you should date my friend instead. he’s way cooler.”

oikawa’s jaw drops open. “so rude!” he whines.

great. now you have two children to take care of.

sugawara kōshi

word count: 789

“is it normal for him to climb the curtains?” suga frowns a little, studying the screaming toddler who’s clinging onto the window drapes.

“yeah,” you say. you had been at your wit’s end for the last thirty minutes, finally deciding to call your boyfriend for help dealing with your little cousin. suga is an only child like you, but with his personality you expect him to be great with kids. “normally i just wait him out, but i’m worried he’ll fall and hurt himself.”

he nods thoughtfully. “not a bad idea in this state. when kids get really upset, they can become physically inconsolable.”

“how do you know that?” you ask, surprised.

he shakes his head and chuckles. “remember what i want to do in the future? i’ve taken so many classes on early childhood and developmental psychology. . .”

~

whatever information he’s learned from those classes, it must have worked. suga asked your cousin why he was so upset--he had a paper cut--and promptly gave him a bandaid. now your cousin is sitting happily at the kitchen table, kicking his feet as he eats the mac and cheese you microwaved. you and suga were originally going to sit with him at the kitchen table, but he wanted independence, so you’ve been banished to the living room couch. at least you can still keep an eye on him this way.

you shake your head. “i don’t know how you do it. with how he’s acting, we might be able to get him into bed and asleep by seven. he normally doesn’t calm down until an hour after that.”

“kids get upset for a lot of reasons,” suga says. “and younger kids cry because they don’t know the words to express why they’re upset. it’s important to understand their feelings and empathize with them. the more you know about their situation, the more effectively you can deal with it.”

you nod in understanding. you realized pretty early on that you don’t have the patience to babysit your cousin by yourself. but suga is so gentle and patient with him, and he makes it look so easy. “hey, he’s almost done,” you say. “he’s usually pretty calm after dinner. i can get him to work on some coloring pages or a puzzle.”

suga nods approvingly. “good things to be doing,” he agrees. “i’ll wash the bowl if you get him started on that.”

you hug him. “what would i do without you?”

"die,” he says honestly. you roll your eyes, but don’t move away when he hugs you back and kisses your head.

your cousin can be extremely loud and obnoxious--you’ve never seen another kid climb the curtains like an actual cat before--but when he’s calm, he’s actually pretty good. he’s laying on the living room floor, calmly coloring some drawings you had made for him. he’s picking clashy colors and scribbling outside the lines, but he looks happy with himself, so you don’t have a problem with it.

suga comes into the living room with a mug full of warm milk. “you should drink this before bed,” he says to your cousin, and despite the fact that you have never successfully given him milk before, he drinks it without a peep.

you shake your head. “he likes you better than me,” you say. “you’ll make a great teacher, kōshi. kids love you.”

he smiles at this, but you see a proud little blush on his face. “can you help me get him to bed?” you ask, as he sits on the ground next to you.

he drums his fists on your back. “i think you’ve got this. he is your cousin.”

so you try to convince your cousin to go to bed. at first he doesn’t agree, and you’re starting to worry he’ll freak out and climb the curtains again, but then you remember some advice suga had given you. you offer a bedtime story, he asks for a simple story about a dump truck, and then you’ve convinced him to go brush his teeth.

bedtime is a breeze after that; he falls asleep soon after the story. you turn on the fan to circulate the air, leave the door cracked open with the hallway light on, and head back to the living room, where suga is calmly reading a book.

“he’s asleep!” you whisper-cheer, a big smile on your face. a quick look at the clock tells you it’s only seven fifteen--a record.

“there you go! proud of you.” suga gives you a quick peck on the lips. “i’ll make dinner. what do you want?”

you run a hand through your hair and shake your head. “what would i do without you?”

“die,” he says smoothly.

“rude.”

he’s not wrong though.

kageyama tobio

word count: 562

“why is there applesauce on the ceiling?”

“she likes to fling it,” you respond.

kageyama frowns a bit. “and she does this often?”

“any time i take my eyes off of her,” you respond.  “do you think you could distract her for a bit while i scrape it off?”

you’ve been babysitting this little girl--who is barely four years old--for almost a year at this point. you had invited your boyfriend, kageyama, to come visit you after his volleyball practice. to be honest, you liked to see him suffer just a bit, and the bewildered look on his face right now is completely worth the applesauce on the ceiling.

kageyama frowns. “how do i do that?”

you shrug. “i’m sure you can come up with something. she’s easily entertained.” you pull out a chair and get a spoon and a bowl.

he stares at the toddler, before stepping closer to her. “do you like to play volleyball?” he asks bluntly.

you stifle a laugh and take out your camera, taking a quick picture of the two. the camera prints the photo out, and you slip it into your pocket to save for later.

the toddler looks up to see him towering over her and bursts into tears. kageyama’s face scrunches up a little in confusion. he reaches his hand out like he wants to touch her, but hesitates at the last second. “get eye level with her,” you suggest. “so you don’t intimidate her as much.”

he takes your suggestion, bending over and resting his hands on his knees. “volleyball?” he repeats.

you shake your head and get onto the chair, scraping some of the applesauce off the ceiling and into the bowl. one problem at a time, you think to yourself. at least if she’s still crying it means he hasn’t accidentally killed her.

and then she’s not crying anymore. the silence strikes you as deafening. you jump off the chair and set the bowl of applesauce on the counter, staring in shock and horror at the empty chair where she had been sitting barely a minute ago. you’re alone in the kitchen.

then you hear laughter coming from the living room. curiously, you walk toward the sound.

kageyama is laying on the floor, calmly setting a volleyball to himself. plopped on the floor next to him, giggling and clapping happily, is the little girl. you doubt kageyama is even aware of her, but she’s fascinated by the volleyball going up and down in the air.

you sigh, shaking your head to yourself. that’s your boyfriend, unintentionally inspiring new volleyball players everywhere he goes because he’s too cool. you head back into the kitchen and clean up the rest of the applesauce.

the sight you set your eyes on upon reentering the living room is part hilarious, part awkward, and all wholesome. kageyama is sitting on the floor, eyebrows creased in confusion with the toddler in his lap. she tries to climb on him like a koala as he stays completely still. you quickly snap a picture of flustered kageyama, the toddler settled in his lap as she reaches up to pull at his hair. his face is pink, lips pushed into a subconscious pout as he holds her, unsure exactly of what to do.

the camera prints the photo. you take it and hold it up to the light.

cute.

akaashi keiji

word count: 556

“please stop putting spaghetti in your hair.” akaashi frowns as your little brother drapes long strands of pasta on his head, laughing wildly as he does so.

you fight back a smile. you’ve been wanting to see serious, calm akaashi with your brother for the longest time, so you offered to host a study date at your house as long as he agreed to help you babysit your brother. needless to say, he had agreed immediately, and now here you are.

“haruto,” akaashi says sternly. “i’ve asked you to stop doing that three times now. i’m going to count to three. if you don’t stop putting your food in your hair, you’re getting a timeout.”

whoa. how does akaashi know how to deal with your brother? it had taken you weeks to figure out that haruto understood actions, not words. timeouts and proper consequences were pretty much the only way to get him under control.

haruto obeys akaashi once he counts to two. akaashi thanks him for stopping and offers a trip to the playground to burn off some steam, to which your bother excitedly agrees. akaashi plays a game of i spy with haruto while he puts sunscreen on him. you don’t have to do anything as you walk to the playground together. akaashi quietly stands by the slide, watching your brother as he runs around the jungle gym. he agrees to push haruto on the swings and even offers to push you as well. (you agree happily, excited to be the one being pushed for once, which hasn’t happened since you were ten.) when it’s time to go, akaashi gives haruto a five-minute warning, and then a three-minute warning, and then a ten-push countdown. and your brother, who usually throws a fit when he has to leave the playground, agrees more smoothly than you’ve ever seen.

all in all, the day passes by extremely smoothly. when you get home, akaashi makes dinner--you didn’t even know he knew how to cook--and helps haruto with his shower. he gets haruto into bed and fast asleep by nine. throughout all of this, you only have to step in a couple of times, and you can tell by the smile on your brother’s face that akaashi has been a huge hit.

after haruto is asleep, you two settle down on the living room couch together. you brew some of akaashi’s favorite tea for him, and you finally have the chance to do some homework together. “i hope you don’t mind that haruto had so much energy,” you say. “i know you wanted to study.”

he shrugs. “i didn’t mind. he’s a pretty good kid. and i know this was just a test to see how well i would get along with him. so . . . how’d i do?”

you chuckle, surprised he saw through you. “i’m impressed, keiji,” you say truthfully. “haruto can be pretty wild. i didn’t expect him to listen to you that well. you did good.”

“did i?” he fidgets with his fingers. “i was worried he wouldn’t like me. last night i read a bunch of articles about how to interact with kids. i don’t have siblings, so i was worried he’d think i was mean, or not cool, or--”

“keiji.” you take his hands in yours and kiss him on the cheek. “you were perfect.”

A/N: inspired by @saraswritingtipps, did some research and got information from the awesome @chloiyoomi (i've never babysat before so i needed help lol)

i don't know how much i like this tbh, i love the idea but because i have no babysitting experience i feel like it still came out a bit weird

shoutout to all the babysitters out there, you don't get enough appreciation 💪

[nectardaddy]

wild youth

introduction

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note : ignore timestamps, all dividers are made by me so don't clock me for credit

yn !

self insert atp I don't even care lmao

fifth grade teacher, teaching for four years now

refuses to turn on the big lights, has christmas lights galore

has an ungodly amount of plants in her room that she often forgets about (the students keep them alive at this point)

does not fit the teacher mold, wears a lot of black and religiously wears her docs to school

her classroom is usually the loudest on the hall, but they're actually learning trust

really relaxed teacher - "god please I don't care what you do just get your work done and keep your hands to yourself"

lesson plans for science and math (WOMEN IN STEM LET'S GO)

suga !

fifth grade teacher with yn, they started the same year and are the youngest teachers there

most definitly fits the teacher mold with his little collared shirts and sweaters, dresses it down with sneakers though

a little stricter than yn, tough love king, regular user of "now who's fault is that?" and "why would you do that?"

folds sometimes and let's his students get away with things because he will wholeheartedly join them

lesson plans for history and language

hates the big lights too! it takes him like 5 minutes to turn on all the lamps and fairy lights he has

the sass of this man oh my god, has a comeback for EVERYTHING

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[mitskicain]

navi | m.list

. ⁺ . ✦ say a little prayer — suga x reader

© mitskicain all rights reserved. the modification, translation, and plagiarism of my work is strictly prohibited.

synopsis: head-of-student-council-star-athlete-of-the-boy’s-volley club-and-teacher’s-pet sugawara koushi is your worst nightmare and saving grace all wrapped in one.

pairing: sugawara koushi x reader

content warning: mostly sfw but some chapters will be mdni!! enemies to lovers, religious themes, possible blasphemy, language, alcohol consumption

status: coming soon 🐚 taglist: open !!

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prologue: who prays for sinners?

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author’s note: little comeback fic :) abt to pour years of religious upbringing and my most recent experience of being in a relationship with the son of a pastor </3

[lizzy06]

Haikyuu! Karasuno Fic Recs!! (Tumblr/AO3/Wattpad)

Haikyuu! Fic Rec Masterlist

KARASUNO

Shoyou Hinata x Reader

Tobio Kageyama x Reader

Tsukishima kei x Reader

Yamaguchi Tadashi x Reader

Sawamura Daichi x Reader

Sugawara Koushi x Reader

Tanaka Ryuunosuke x Reader

Nishinoya Yu x Reader

 Azumane Asahi x Reader

Ennoshita Chikara x Reader

THE BLIND DATING SHOW: Slide to Unlock Love by liillyliilly (oneshot, fluff, comedy)She given the chance to appear on a blind dating show, but the catch here is… she'll be blind dating 10 guys based solely on their phones. Who will she end up with? Who does she eliminate first? Will she regret making an elimination too hastily?

No Pairing(Wholesome shit)

gonna stand by you by meregalaxiesandgods(oneshot, yamaguchi as captain and kageyama as vice captain) Five times Kageyama defended his teammates, and one time they defended him. [COMPLETED]

Saturday Night Sendai by renaissance (oneshot, birthday, humor)Two teams, one restaurant. What could possibly go wrong? [COMPLETED]

The MSBY Tryouts by Nicini (oneshot, Team bonding, fluff, humor, manga spoiler)In which the MSBY Black Jackals react to Hinata's application for their tryouts. [COMPLETED]

and they never really leave us by skittidyne (oneshot, fluff)Karasuno doesn't need official cheerleaders with the group they've earned. [COMPLETED]

Cute Hurt Kageyama Tobio by Ghostnic (oneshot, groupchat, fluff, hurt/comfort, humor) Like most things in Kageyama’s life, it was stupid Hinata’s fault. [COMPLETED]

Focus by Concerned_Brown_Bread(oneshot, hurt/comfort, angst)Kageyama comes across a post from Kitagawa Daiichi, and he spirals downward. [COMPLETE]

5 Times the Team Helped Hinata and 1 Time He Helped Himself by Phoenixoinotheodark (sunshine hinata) The team is a family and family always helps each other out. 5 times the team helped Hinata, and the 1 time he helped himself. [COMPLETED]

Below Destiny by volleyball_crow (fluff , crack, oneshot)The one in which Daichi tries to ambush Ennoshita to give him a suitably emotional speech about the joys of captainship, and Ennoshita will have absolutely none of it, definitely not, not even if you payed me, thank you very much. [COMPLETED]

Crumbling Foundations by Captain_hughes_Zu, ToshiChan (hurt/comfort, hostage situation, suspense)Things like this didn't happen in Karasuno. It was just a school. Learning, making friends, taking exams and playing volleyball. Lots of volleyball. So it was really nothing out of the ordinary for the team to be in the gym on a simple Monday morning, training away. But two men walking into the gym with guns, one demanding to take his son? That wasn't ordinary, not at all... [COMPLETED]

A Split-Second of Violence by maychorian (fluff)Hinata is loud. Hinata is annoying. Hinata is also passionate and sunny and bright, and so full of joyful energy that he brings out the best in everyone around him, even if they occasionally want to slap his head to make him shut up for awhile. When a split second of violence threatens to take all of this away, Karasuno responds with a fury. [COMPLETED]

Long sleeves by starfishmuffin (oneshot, hurt/comfort, siblings)Miwa wants to give Kageyama a haircut, it escalates into a breakdown on a bathroom floor. OR The kageyama siblings have some unresolved childhood trauma and they talk (cry) through it.

[afyrian]

summer school teaching w/ sugawara | headcanons

masterlist

- you signed up for it for the cash - being a teacher is expensive.. - but so did sugawara koshi - he taught the kids a few years younger than yours - you never knew much about him - lunch times differing - him not attending many of the school events - so during the first week all you did was pass each other in the halls - he’d be wearing a cardigan - a smile always on his face - (except for when a kid threw applesauce at him) - and he’d always great you politely - ‘good afternoon l/n!’ [sugawara] - you’d give him a smile or say something nice - but there aren’t many people - leaving just the two of you to pass each other - eventually he randomly offers you a snack - it was just a small candy bar - insinuating he had extra - but it created a little gateway for the two of you - ‘suga- you’ll never believe the stunt this parent pulled..’ [you] - you start to eat together - sharing meals while talking about random things - it can range from your students to what your favorite movie is - seeing him in the halls started to make you feel like a teenager - the smile on his face making you giddy - ‘i’ll see you tomorrow then’ [sugawara] - ‘yes.. i will see you tomorrow’ [you] - you can’t tell if anyone else notices it between you - but he makes you feel alive again - even if it is within school walls - well, until he asks you out to dinner - offering to take you out the week summer school ends

[tsumuus]

random texts w/ random HQ boys | iii.

characters koshi sugawara, tobio kageyama, tadashi yamaguchi, kei tsukishima, tetsuro kuroo, osamu miya, atsumu miya, kotaro bokuto

warnings slight nsfw (not really?)

parts: i. ii. iii. iv. v. vi. vii.

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[ticklygiggles]

Board game nights | Sawamura Daichi, Azumane Asahi & Sugawara Koushi

Commissioned by @ticklee-sunshine

A/N: I hoooope you enjoy thiiis Suuunshiiiine 💞 as always, I apologize profusely for the delay *sobs* I hope you like it! It was fun to write these cuties. This is based on this post, sent by Sunshine hehe ❤️

Summary: Ah, nothing like enjoying a night with your lifelong friends and... a stupid board game.

Adult life was difficult, but exciting at the same time. Getting a job came with more responsibilities than just doing homework and playing volleyball, but it was always rewarding. However, adult life was also a very busy life; a kind of balance between work, relaxation, family and friends, but Daichi had become very accustomed to it. He loved his job and he thought that he had a very nice grip of things in general, but he couldn't lie, many times he was so tired that he wished he could stay in bed for five days straight. 

When all his activities began to take their toll on him, he knew perfectly well that there were two people who were there for him and, although it was a little difficult for one of them to come from Tokyo to Miyagi, they always managed to meet up and spend time together. 

It was just one of those days. Daichi, Asahi, and Suga had made plans to spend Friday night together at Suga's house. His apartment was always so cozy and for some reason, Daichi thought it always smelled like cookies. The three of them had eaten dinner and had a couple of cans of beer on them, just enough to make their heads feel just a little light.

They spent much of the night reminiscing and laughing at not only themselves, but also their little and, in Suga's words, adorable kohais. Daichi soon began to feel the tiredness in his shoulders disappear and the stress of the week dissipating. He needed this and he knew Asahi and Suga did too. 

“Hey,” Suga chuckled, wiping a tear of laughter from the corner of his eye. “Remember that game?" 

Daichi tilted his head to the side. “What game?” 

“Oh no.” There was horror in Asahi’s features, but a little smile pulled at the corners of his mouth. Daichi was even more confused, especially when Suga got up with a bright grin and disappeared into his room, coming back a few moments later with a Jenga box. Both Asahi and Daichi gasped, their cheeks flushing.

“Oh my goodness, why do you still have that?!” Daichi said, chuckling a little as Suga sat back down on his side of the table at Daichi's right. He pulled out the tower of Jenga pieces and it was as if a hurricane of memories flooded his head, making him laugh lightly. 

“Oh please, don't tell me we're-” 

“Our dear designer will go first!” Suga interrupted Asahi, pushing the tower between them. 

“Why me?!” 

Daichi laughed. A little bit of excitement swirled in his chest. He still remembered perfectly well the day when Suga, of course, had proposed to alter this Jenga game. It was a normal game: pieces of wood that you had to take out and place on top, but with the peculiarity that on each piece there was a small inscription, made by Suga himself, with a permanent marker. 

Daichi could see that the letters hadn't worn off at all, even after playing for so long on the weekends when they were in high school. On each piece a small punishment or 'dare', as Suga called it, was written and all of them, absolutely all of them, were related to tickling. Tickling a body part for a certain amount of time, enduring being tickled without laughing, doing something stupid to avoid being tickled, Suga had come up with all sorts of ideas that had really blown Daichi and Asahi's minds. The work of a true sadist, Asahi had said at the time, earning himself a second round of tickling just because. 

“Loser will pay for breakfast tomorrow, okay?" 

It wasn't like Daichi or Asahi could say no... and it wasn't like they wanted to say no, either. Daichi had to be honest, he was excited to play again, and from the goofy smiles on his friends' faces, he knew they did too. Especially Suga. 

Asahi whined, but he reached out, his hand shaking slightly as he pulled the first piece out. He immediately tried to pull it on top, but Suga snatched it off his hand and read the inscription out loud: 

“Three minutes of tummy tickles.” 

Asahi whined again, almost kicking his legs like a child throwing a tantrum as he grabbed the block from Suga's hand and carefully placed it on top. Daichi laughed and pulled out his phone, setting the timer. 

Poor Asahi was already laughing even as he lay on the floor, infecting Daichi and Suga. Both men stood on either side of Asahi and Suga immediately lifted up his shirt, exposing his toned stomach. 

“I hope my tickling abilities aren't too rusty,” Suga said, wiggling his fingers just above Asahi's tummy, making him squirm and whine. “Ready, Dai?”

“Why are you asking Daichi if-”

“Ready!” 

“Gahahaha!” 

The laughter of the three echoed throughout the house as four hands descended against Asahi's stomach. The former ace immediately curled up into a ball, trying to protect his stomach, but there wasn't much he could do with four hands on him. Daichi's fingers ran quickly up and down and back and forth, scribbling all over the warm skin. Suga, on the other hand, dug and vibrated his fingers forming a claw against the center and sides of Asahi's belly, right around his navel. 

“S-Stahahahap!” 

Daichi chuckled, “you certainly are still ticklish, huh?” 

“And I certainly haven't lost my touch!” Suga chirped, giggling when he made Asahi squeal and jerk heavily to the side. 

Daichi felt like he was back in high school and laughed happily along with Asahi and Suga until his phone rang, signaling the end of the two minutes. Asahi sighed, quickly pulling down his shirt and laughing when Suga mischievously poked the side of his tummy. 

“Dahahaichi! Suga is ch-cheheating!”

“Don't worry, it's his turn now.”

Suga looked up with wide eyes and said something about how it was unfair that it was his turn already when he had bought and taken care of the game, but as they settled back around the table, Daichi and Asahi looked at him with mischievous smiles and he had no choice but to take out a block. 

“It says 30 seconds of side tickling,” he said, barely turning to look at the block, but before he could place it on top of the tower, Daichi grabbed his wrist and snatched the block from him. “No!”

“Oya?” Daichi smirked, turning the block around so the other two could see it too, Asahi leaned forward to read it, Suga groaned. “Ticklers’ choice + two minutes.” 

“That is so unfair!” 

“I ask for his ribs,” Asahi said, totally ignoring Suga as he looked at Daichi with a smirk.

Daichi nodded, “then I'll go for his hips.”

“Hey! Why are you guys being so mean?!” Suga yelled, but he stay laid down against the floor, Daichi and Asahi quickly hovering over him. “W-Why do you have to ch-choose such horrible s-s-”

“You can start now, Asahi!”

Suga began to squirm under their hands. Asahi's light, gentle, almost shy fingers carefully dug against his ribs and into the ticklish spaces between them, rubbing circles and squeezing and pinching, knowing Suga was weaker to harder tickles. Meanwhile, Daichi's fingers pressed against Suga's hip bones, rubbing circles that had Suga bouncing his hips and moving them from side to side as if he was dancing. 

“He's so ticklish, isn't he?” Asahi asked, giggling when he found a pair of ribs that made Suga squeal. 

“He truly is. What's the matter, sensei~? Can't stand a little tickling?” 

“I'm gohohonna kihihihill you!” Suga cackled, his hands weakly trying to push at Asahi's. “It's beheheheen mohohore thahan two m-minutes!” 

Just as he said that, Daichi's phone rang again and that was when the adrenaline started running through his veins. It was his turn! He has always had very bad luck in these kinds of games! 

“I feel so bad for you,” Asahi said, patting his back and Daichi reached out to pinch his side. Asahi giggled, pulling away. 

“I do too,” Suga chuckled, already recovered from the tickle attack as he carefully placed his block on top of the tower. “Anyways, go ahead, Daichi!” Oh he was so ready to destroy it. 

Daichi picked a wooden piece and pulled it out ridiculously slow, causing Suga to yell at him to hurry up. Asahi laughed, but Daichi was sweating as he read the block. 

Oh heavens. 

He looked at both men. “I- I think we should- ah!” 

“What does it say?! What does it say?!” 

Asahi read the lines out loud after taking the block from Daichi's hand and Daichi, rather childishly, covered his ears to not hear, as if that could be of any help.

“Hehe, it says ‘big prize! Getting tickled in your worst spot for three minutes with your arms and/or feet pinned down!’.”

“N-Noho, please! Let- Let me choose another one, yes? I- I- n-no! Nohoho!” 

Both Suga and Asahi launched themselves at him, knocking him to the floor. Each one grabbed one of Daichi's wrists and pushed them up over his head, exposing his most ticklish spot: his underarms. Daichi shook his head, giggling like crazy. 

“Please, no! Plehehease, please, s-somewhehere ehelse!” He begged, looking up at his merciless captors, but he knew he had no way out of this. 

Asahi set the timer as he still begged, shrieking as Suga acted as if he was going to start tickling him already, letting his hand fall towards his armpit before stopping it just a few centimeters away from his weak spot. He was already pink in the face and he couldn't stop giggling as the others tightened their hold around his wrists. 

“Plehease! G-Guhuys, I really can't-” 

“Aaaand… now!” 

The feeling of Asahi and Suga's fingers on his armpits was simply indescribable. Every nerve under his arms set off and the sensations traveled to his brain like little jolts of electricity. The laughter that poured from his lips was loud and hysterical. It had been so long since he was tickled like this, he could barely stand it. 

Daichi laughed, begged and screamed for them to stop, but he was almost certain that, at most, only five seconds had passed of the three minutes that awaited him. 

“P-PLEHEASE! N-Not thehehere!” 

Suga and Asahi giggled and chuckled, their fingers digging, pinching, rubbing, prodding and just doing about anything they could think of to tickle Daichi's poor, exposed and ticklish armpits. They knew how to tickle him so well, they had already so much experience and they truly hadn't forgotten about anything. 

Daichi cackled and howled, shrieking ridiculously loud as his legs kicked and his body squirmed from side to side. He was surprised he couldn't free himself from their grip, he did a lot of training at work, but there he was, being reduced to a laughing mess by some tickles to his armpits. 

“What's the matter, policeman~?” Suga teased, giggling loudly. “Can't stand a little tickling? Let's hope no criminals know about your weakness!” 

Asahi laughed, shaking his head. “You are terrible. Daichi, tell him something, don't let him mock justice like this!” 

They were both terrible! Daichi felt his face getting hot and he tried to say something, but he just couldn't, not when he was laughing like that. 

“Five… four… three.. two… one… zero!” 

Daichi collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily as he tried to stop the laughter that continued to flow out of him. He didn't even have the strength to lower his arms, but Suga and Asahi helped him... by tickling him again. Daichi immediately lowered his arms, writhing on the floor. 

“G-Gohohoodnehehess, this g-game is teheherrible!” 

“You're just unlucky, or should I say, very lucky?" Suga giggled, poking Daichi's ribs and tummy until he sat back again, letting out a long sigh as he put his block in olace. "Okay, Asahi, you're next!” 

"This can't get any worse, right? Oh..."

"Let's see," Suga chuckled, taking the block from Asahi's hand and grinning wildly at the words. "Three minutes of feet tickling with brushes~"

"Plehehease, d-don't! Anything buhut thahat!"

Daichi thought perhaps it wasn't that he was unlucky in this game... Suga simply was, indeed, a sadist!