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writinghq · 7 years ago

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race!

for you, @lovelytealtactition-blog-blog (um i can’t @ you, help)! another story written by admin hikari and its too adorable i Can’t. we hope you enjoy!

The minute he arrived home, Tanaka Ryūnosuke ran straight to his room. He slams the door shut, the embarrassment of the memory tensing up his entire body. After awhile, he could no longer contain the excitement welling up inside him.

“She said yes!” He screams with such joy and volume that he hears a loud banging on his door.

“Ryū! Shut up!” Tanaka Saeko, scolds from outside his room.

“Quiet, Nee-chan!” He yells back at his sister, the exhilaration still overwhelming him.

It was the day of the school festival, and somehow he was able to ask you to participate in the couples’ race with him. He literally jumped when you called out his name as he was waiting for you outside your classroom. He tried to act cool about it—telling you reasons why other girls did not want to partner with him, waving it off as just a favor, and pretending it was all just for the prize, but it was all a ruse. He wanted to win it with you, and no one else.

“Alright,” you agreed after putting much thought into it, “I’ll do the race with you.”

Because he couldn’t hold in the excitement when you actually accepted his offer, Tanaka immediately pulled you to the starting point, making sure to hide the goofy grin spreading on his face. You both made your way into the room, which had a surprisingly large amount of couples inside. Though Tanaka would usually loath at the sight of them in this kind of situation, he found himself thinking of ways to impress you instead.

“Welcome to our Class 3-2 Couples’ Race!” The student in charge belted out. “In this race, you’ll each have to go through a number of tasks together, and the first ones to run back here wins! But there’s the twist: all couples should get through the whole race while holding each other’s hands! If you let go, you’re immediately disqualified!”

Upon hearing the twist, Tanaka suddenly felt anxious. He was going to hold hands with you? You weren’t even so close to begin with much less an actual couple!

At least, not yet. He thought, but immediately questioned himself. Not yet? He was getting too ahead of himself. Tanaka then began to mentally scold himself too. He should be paying attention to the race and not daydreaming of what possibly couldn't happen. The last thing he needed was to disappoint you by losing.

“___? You got all that?” Tanaka asked, turning to look at you.

“Yeah!” You stammer back.

He gives you a nod. “Good! Because I think the race is about to start.”

You blink. “It is?”

Before he could even reply, you both hear the sound of a party popper and the other couples instantly rush forward past the both of you. Tanaka hastily grabs your hand and pulls you forward, too startled by the abrupt start to say a thing. You hurried along beside him.

Here was the first stop: Class 2-3’s ramen stand.

“Ryū, so, you made it,” Tanaka hears a voice call out from behind and you both turn around to see a short but fairly muscular guy standing there with wild, spiky brown hair and a tuft of dirty blond falling over his forehead.

“Nishinoya!” Tanaka recognises him and greets the other cheerfully. “What have you got for us today?”

Nishinoya Yū nods in acknowledgment at his friend before proceeding to place a humongous bowl of ramen in a table before you.

“Finish it,” Nishinoya instructs, his voice way too calm for the ridiculous demand he had just given.

“All of it?” you question, unbelief evident in your voice.

“All of it.” He affirms, his voice still serene with that extra dramatic touch.

“Sounds good!” Tanaka says with a nod. “It won’t be too hard with the two of us at it!”

“No, Ryū, only one of you can eat it,” Nishinoya adds. He lays a pair of disposable chopsticks beside the monstrous bowl.

“What?!” Tanaka lets out.

“One person eat all of this? This is crazy,” you chide in.

“It is a true man’s meal!” Nishinoya declares before letting off some weird, maniacal laugh. “But you better eat soon, the others have already started.”

“Fuck,” you breathe out, as you quickly grab the chopsticks on the table. “So, who’s eating?”

“As the man in this situation, I will eat it all.” Tanaka says, entranced by the coolness of Nishinoya’s words. His gaze then falls to his right hand, gripping tightly on to yours. “Can we switch—“

“We’ll get disqualified if we let go now,” you say before splitting the chopsticks with your hand and mouth. “Since my dominant hand is free, I’ll have to feed you, Tanaka. Bear with me.”

“What?!” Tanaka lets out, baffled, before hastily turning to face Nishinoya who was already walking away. Nishinoya sends him a dramatic thumbs up from afar.

Tanaka swore he saw him mouth the words “Good job. Ryū.”

He turns back towards you, only to find you already holding noodles in front of his face.

“Say ah,” you say before giving the noodles a blow. Tanaka could only think of this as a dream. You, his crush, was going to feed him. Hoping you wouldn’t feel how sweaty his palms were, he opened his mouth, anticipating the salty and savory noodles. You then move the noodles into his mouth, and Tanaka tastes the—

“HOT!” He cries out, desperately trying to cool the noodles sitting in his mouth and the burning sensation on his tongue.

“Sorry!” You swore before turning around to ask a fellow student for a glass of water as Tanaka struggled to swallow the hot gulp in his mouth, worried that he might’ve burnt his throat too in the process. Thanking the school mate for the water, you slide it to Tanaka. “You think you can still handle the ‘man’s’ meal?” With that comment, Tanaka grabs the glass of water and takes a huge swig of it before slamming it back down on the table, his energy regained. “I’m fired up!”

You somehow managed to finish first amongst all the couples. Tanaka quietly inspected the burns in his mouth, as you collected the stamp for completing the goal and the next location.

“Alright! So, next destination is class one-one, they set up a cafe,” you state, turning to face him, your eyes slightly lighting up. He was relieved that you were enjoying yourself, and it made him forget about the rough feeling in his mouth. Kind of.

“To the cafe!” Tanaka yells out and surges forward toward their next destination.

“Tanaka-senpai!” A short little orange-haired boy called out once you’ve arrived. He was dressed in a little waiter outfit that fit him to a T. “What are you doing here?”

“Hinata!” Tanaka called back, a swell of pride building up at the title of senpai. He hoped you were impressed by that. “We’re here for the couples’ race challenge!”

“Does that mean you finished that big bowl of ramen first? Cool! So cool!” Hinata Shōyō praised, his brown eyes sparkling.

Tanaka basked in the glory for a moment, a smirk adorning his lips, before he turns back to look at you. You give him a look of nonchalance and immediately, he drew himself back to reality slightly flustered as he remembers the task at hand, and faced Hinata once more.

“So what do we have to do here?” He asked, peeking out the window to check if any other couples were coming. None so far.

“Ah! Right! Come here with me!” Hinata exclaimed, jumping a little as he did. He then led the both of you to the side of their little cafe set-up. Tanaka takes notice of the bunch of little cakes wrapped in cutely decorated wax paper hanging from the ceiling. “The task is to grab one cake off of the ceiling.”

“Yosha!” Tanaka roars out. “We can do this!”

You stare up at the ceiling before looking back down on the little boy. “Did you guys even test this out before setting this task up?” You ask, a hint of doubt in your tone.

“Y-yes, ma’am!” Hinata interjected, tensing up. “We made sure to make sure that the cakes could be reached!”

“You must’ve thrown the shortest girl you had here to see if it was possible, eh, Hinata?” Tanaka mused.

“It was me! They carried me!” Hinata wailed, covering his face with his hands. “And they even went as far as to call that Bakageyama to do it!”

“Carry... huh?” Tanaka said, analyzing what was just said.

Before you could even react, Tanaka takes you in his arms swiftly, and lifted you off the ground, tucking one arm under your knees and made sure your hands were still linked, of course.

“What are you —” you stutter out, clearly perplexed by the quick action.

“I think this will work. While I jump, you reach out for the cake, got it?” He says, making sure to grin at you.

“Uh, yeah, alright.” You reply before bracing yourself for the jump.

At the wrong time, Tanaka realized what he was doing, and that he was holding you. In his arms. He felt his face grow warm but he shook those thoughts away. It was not the time to get all flustered about this now. Tanaka takes a jump, and you reach out as high as you can. Your fingertips grazes on the edge of the wrapper and you quickly take a hold of it as you bring it down with you.

“I got it!” you exclaim.

In the spur of the moment, Tanaka starts to excitedly spin around with you still in his arms. “Yosha! We did it, damn it!”

“So cool, Tanaka-senpai!” Hinata cries out from the side.

“Tanaka!” You call out, still being spun around. “The stamp!”

“Oh, right!” Tanaka lets out before setting you down on the floor before turning to his precious kouhai. “Hinata! The stamp!”

“Yes!” Hinata squeals. He then hands the stamp over to Tanaka. “Here you are! You can now go to class two-four for the last stop!”

“Good job with that one, Tanaka!” You say, nudging him a little.

“Ah, thanks,” Tanaka timidly responds, his cheeks starting to burn up.

You take a quick peek out the window before turning back to Tanaka. “The other couples are coming!” You pull him by the hand. “Let’s go!”

Tanaka gives you a nod and the both of you run off. Tanaka lightly pulls you along. “This way,” he instructs as he leads you to the next location, taking a flight up the stairs before turning left. Tanaka could feel his energy rising, his heart elating. He spares you a glance and could see you practically beaming with delight, probably feeling the same thing he felt right now.

“Uwa! Tanaka!” A voice cries out.

Tanaka comes to a halt at the sight of Asahi Azumane towering over them, leaving you to deal with the momentum on your own.

“Asahi! What are you doing here?” Tanaka asked the towering man that had been the source of the cry.

“I’m supposed to meet Daichi and Suga here.” Asahi responds, “They told me that Nishinoya invited us to his stall. Something about a ‘man’s meal?’” “Ah,” you let out, realizing what Asahi had coming for him.

Tanaka dramatically places a hand on his shoulder as he speaks, his voice strangely stern, “Good luck.”

“What do you mean? Do you know anything about it?” Asahi rambles, now flustered.

“Tanaka,” you begin, “the race—“

“Well, we gotta get going,” Tanaka says, patting Asahi one last time before walking past him. “We have a race to win. ___, let’s go.” He tugs you lightly, and you follow after him.

He pulls you towards the door, and before you even enter, he could already hear a familiar voice chanting out greetings.

“Welcome to our Balloon Quiz Challenge! Welcome to our— Ah! Tanaka!” Tanaka turns to see Ennoshita Chikara inside, standing by the doorway. “You just missed Narita! He went off with Kinoshita as soon as his break started. I told them I’d catch up later, but—“

Ennoshita falters as his eyes land on you, and then at your linked hands. He then sends a smirk Tanaka’s way. Tanaka’s cheeks start to burn and he avoids Ennoshita’s gaze. Ennoshita then gives you a customer service smile.

“___, right? You guys are here for the couple’s race challenge?” Ennoshita asks.

“Yes, we are,” you reply, sneaking a side glance at Tanaka.

As Ennoshita proceeds to explain the instructions of the game, Tanaka doesn’t pay attention, his mental self cursing at his friend who made him flustered when you were right there! Tanaka feels you nudge on his arm, making him look at you.

“You got all that?” You ask, lifting a brow at him.

“Huh?” Tanaka questions. Realizing he hadn’t been listening at all, he scratches his head all over in frustration. “I didn’t, damn it! Sorry!”

Tanaka could hear a sigh from Ennoshita. He turns towards you, expecting the same amount of remorse, only to be greeted by a smile.

“It’s alright, let’s go there for now,” you say, as you pull him towards the pit. “Better hurry up!” Ennoshita calls out, teasingly.

Tanaka carefully eases his way into the balloon pit, still being guided by you. “Here,” you say, as you hand him a balloon.

“What do I do with this,” he questions, his expression blank. You continue to look through the balloons, your eyes not meeting his.

“We have to find a balloon with some kind of mark. Your friend there said there would be a question inside and we have to pop the balloon and answer it,” you turn to look at him as you finish, eyes lighting up. “You up for it?”

“You bet I can, damn it!” He yells, before digging into the pit on his own, quickly inspecting each balloon he came across, but they always came up empty. As he was trying to think up what this mark would even look like, he hears you call out his name.

“Tanaka! I found one!” You say, excitement visible in your face as you turn towards him.

“Great!” Tanaka exclaims before pulling you to him. He then places the balloon in between the both of you. He places his left hand on your waist, pulling you closer.

“What —?!” You exclaim.

“You said we have to pop it!” He says positioning himself. He looks up to you and sees your cheeks turning a shade of pink, and he soon found his own cheeks burning up as well. “Uh! This is—!”

“Okay, okay, I get it!” You said, shaking your head in a way that Tanaka could only think of as adorable. “Pop the balloon.”

“Yosha!” He screams, as he pulls you closer, popping balloon, a piece of paper falling out.

“The note!” You cry out, hands reaching out to catch it.

“Ennoshita! What now?!” Tanaka yells out.

“Come over here and answer the question,” Ennoshita replies, calm as ever. Tanaka pulls you along as you climb out of the pit and head towards Ennoshita. You then hand the little piece of paper over to Ennoshita as he slowly unrolls it. “Some months have 31 days,” he reads, “but how many have 28?”

“Ha! Don’t think I don’t know this!” Tanaka hollers. “One!”

“Wait! I think—!”

“Wrong!” Ennoshita announces, before casually throwing the paper into the bin beside him, a smile gracing his lips. “The correct answer is: all twelve of them.”

“Ah, so they’re common sense questions!” You conclude.

“ARGH! I’m sorry!” He yells out, pulling his hands to his sides while accidentally tugging you along with them.

“So, you were the source of the noise pollution, Tanaka-san,” a voice chides in from behind him.

Tanaka turns around and looks up to see Tsukishima, the tall, ever-uninterested teen, accompanied by Yamaguchi, the sweet and shy teen.

“Whaddya say?!” Tanaka roars, sneering at him. “Why are you even here, huh? I didn’t take you as the type to be into this kind of thing!”

“I’m not, but Yamaguchi here wanted to give it a try, so I decided to accompany him. Not that I would be having it as hard as you with these questions.”

“As expected of Tsukki!” Yamaguchi praised, beside him.

“Shut up, Yamaguchi.”

“Sorry, Tsukki.”

As Tanaka readies himself to fire back, he notices a few other couples entering the classroom. He resists the urge of retorting and instead focuses on the task at hand. He turns around and tugs on you to come along.

“Come on! We better find another balloon fast!” He calls out as you re-enter the balloon pit.

As the both of you crouch down and proceed to dig through the vast amount of balloons, Tanaka hears you speak through the sound of squeaking rubber. “You seem to have a lot of friends, Tanaka.”

“Ah, that guy is my junior in club,” he responds, inspecting the brightly colored balloons.

“Your volleyball club must be really fun then,” you comment.

Tanaka pauses and then turns to you, showing you his usual grin. “It really is!” He finally finds a marked balloon and lifts up. “Got it!” he exclaims.

You both stand up and place the balloon in between the both of you. Tanaka reaches his hand out towards you, but stops himself.

“You don’t mind if I—?”

“Yes! I mean no! I mean—You get it!”

Tanaka nods as he puts his arm around you, and pulls you closer, popping the balloon. You catch the note.

“Alright! Let’s go!” He shouts, pulling you out of the pit. “Ennoshita!” You both run towards Ennoshita, and you quickly hand over the note.

Ennoshita unrolls the note and reads, “What do you call a group of crows?”

“What?” You reason out. “It’s not a common sense question anymore?”

Tanaka raises his hand up at you signalling you to halt. “I got this,” he says, grinning straight at Ennoshita. “A murder.”

Ennoshita returns the grin. “Correct. Congratulations! And here’s your stamp,” he says, handing over the stamp. You take it from his hands, and Tanaka proceeds to the door.

“If anyone underestimates our volleyball team again, that’s what’s going to happen,” Tanaka says, before whisking you away.

“Correct, again,” Ennoshita answers just as he proceeds to entertain another visitor.

You both rush back to class 3-2, still in first place. Tanaka couldn’t believe how well it was going. He takes a quick glance of you behind him, trudging closely. “We can do this!” Tanaka assures you, dodging through the crowd.

“Yeah!” You call out, a bit out of breath.

You dart through the corridors until you make it past the classroom door.

“We have a winner!” One of the students there announce, as you enter the room and cross the finish line.

Tanaka faces you, his eyes full of excitement.

“We did it!” He cheers.

“Yeah! Good job!” You say, pulling your hand out of his grip.

Surprised by this, Tanaka looks down to his now empty hand, realizing that throughout the game, your hand had begun to feel so natural holding on to his. He rubbed his fingers together, before looking back up at you.

“Yeah, you too,” he replies, his energy significantly dimmer.

“May we please ask the winner to come forward to claim your prize?” the student continues.

“Ah,” Tanaka begins, as he scratches his head, “I’ll go ahead and claim it.”

“Yeah, you go,” you agree, and he turns to follow the student away. Only now does he worry about how you felt holding his hand the whole time, if he ran too fast for you, and if you enjoyed yourself during the race.

“Congratulations, Tanaka,” a voice says, causing Tanaka to snap out of his thoughts.

“Uwa! Kiyoko-san!” Tanaka exclaims, now looking at the ever-beautiful Shimizu Kiyoko.

“Here you go,” Shimizu says, handing something over to Tanaka, “You worked hard for them.”

Tanaka looks down at the two aquarium tickets the both of you had just worked so hard for.

“Thank you!” He yells out, causing the other students to jump a little. He then plunges into a deep bow. “Thank you so much!”

“Um, Tanaka.”

He straightens back up immediately. “Yes!”

“Your partner is gone.”

“Huh?!” Tanaka swirls around to find that you missing from the spot he last saw you. He swiftly turns back to Kiyoko. “Where did she go?”

“I think she went that way?” Shimizu says, pointing towards a certain direction.

“Alright! Thank you!” Tanaka belts out as he darts out the door. He comes to a halt before crashing into the crowd of people walking along the corridors. He turns right to see you walking far ahead, and surges forward without a second thought.

“___!”

As you turn around to the sudden call, he takes you by the hand and pulls you toward him. He grips your hand, the comfort of your touch filling with him energy once again.

“Come with me!” Tanaka cries out.

“Again?!” You wail, indeed getting dragged by him again.

Tanaka brings you to the side of the school, the atmosphere a bit quieter than the bustling festival happening inside. You both stand there, a bit out of breath. He lets go of your hand and turns around to face you, before bowing before you again.

“It was a lie when I said that I asked you to join the race with me just because other girls wouldn’t,” Tanaka starts. “The truth is,” he pauses, bracing himself for what he was about to say, and how you might respond to it. “I really just wanted to participate in this race with you.” He looks up at you, trying his best hold his expression together. “I like you,” he declares. He looks straight at you, your eyes widening and your cheeks tinting pink. He immediately looks straight down, he could hear his heart beating, and feel his face burning up.

“And so, I have another favor to ask from you.” Tanaka sheepishly holds out the aquarium tickets you had just won together towards you. “Would you please go out to the aquarium with me.”

He holds his breath, nervous for what could happen next. His mind bustles over how many ways this situation could go, and how he would respond to each one. It was silent for awhile. He then feels you pull one out his hand, and he looks up to see you smiling at him.

“That’s not a favor anymore, Tanaka. That’s a date.” You let out a laugh. “Yes,” you reply. “I would love to go out with you.”

Tanaka lets out a loud battle cry in the solitude of his room, so blaring that he couldn’t hear the sound of his older sister stomping up the stairs and to his door.

“Ryū! What the hell is going on?!” Saeko screams, barging into his quarters.

“Nee-chan! I have a date!” Tanaka screams back.

“Uwa!” She immediately runs towards him and squeezes him tight. “My little brother’s got a date!”

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu imagines #tanaka ryuunoske #tanaka x reader #blind date event

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the2020haikyuuphase · 5 years ago

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Tanaka....

A summary of haikyuu ships based off of fanfiction

#😢 f in the chat for my feral son #but all of these are realt accurate tho #oop #kagehina #tsukkiyama #tanaka ryuunoske #asanoya #daisuga #kiyoyachi #yakulev #kuroken #matsuhana #bokuaka #kinkuni #kyouhaba #matsuhanaiwaoi #kagehinatsukkiyama #hc

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cheezritsu · 4 years ago

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how it feels to kiss them

Daichi Sawamura: feels like the right thing to do: the cosmos align, the day is saved and something clicks in the back of your mind as if you’ve found the key to world peace as his lips mesh with yours.

Sugawara Koushi: feels like slipping on your favorite sweater; familiar, caressing, and warm, with a slight scent that reminds you of laundry tickling your nose, making warmth radiate down your shoulders.

Azumane Asahi: feels like slipping into a warm bath: hesitant at first, but then the slow connection of your lips melts away your anxieties, leaving nothing but the present as his arms embrace you.

Nishinoya Yuu: feels like a sugar rush; it starts with the sweetness in your mouth that could rot your teeth, and then it clouds your mind, and suddenly you’re buzzing and hyper and you can’t get enough of him.

Tanaka Ryuunoske: feels like the bass line of your favorite song: something you experience on repeat--rhythmic and smooth, your heads bobbing in the push and pull of a guitar solo, your hearts thrumming in tandem.

Tsukishima Kei: feels like the soundtrack of a film; the buildup steals your breath and your skin prickles and tears well in your eyes as if a crescendo of strings narrates the meeting of your lips, and you know it will be quick, but impactful.

Kageyama Tobio: feels like childhood memories; his lips hold memories of birthday cake and honeysuckles and smiles that you’ve filed away in the back of your mind, because right now all you can process is his lips on yours.

Hinata Shoyo: feels like the golden hour sun; heat warms your cheek, your back, your entire being and suddenly you are Icarus, knowing that his brilliance may become your weakness, but willing to let it happen.

Yachi Hitoka: feels like being seventeen: tentative and shy, but sweet; you’re giddy and laughing as if it’s the first time you’ve been kissed, your stomach fluttering as she leans in for more, hands barely hovering over your thighs.

Shimizu Kiyoko: feels like a fairytale ending: it’s as though you and everyone else has been holding their breath, waiting for your lips to connect in a soft, sweet kiss, as if your destinies were planned from the moment you two laid eyes on each other.

Oikawa Toru: feels like plunging into a pool; there is always the cold shock of jumping off the deep end, but as you surrender to languid pace and let yourself be submerged by his presence, you find serenity under his touch.

Iwaizumi Hajime: feels like blowing out birthday candles: a desperate wish, something that would only happen on a shooting star, the anticipation bubbling under your skin as your lips meet again and again, wondering if with each pull back, you might wake up.

Kuroo Tetsuro: feels like something you’ve done before; you do not recall when or why, but the firm, knowing kiss creates a sense of deju vu, as if perhaps in another time, another place, or even in another life, you’ve kissed him like this.

Kozume Kenma: feels like the first snowfall: your breath hitches as he comes closer, the first quick press of your lips featherlight like the smallest snowflake on the tip of your nose, and then it avalanches until you’re under the full weight of it, eyes wide in wonder and awe, chest tight with glee.

Bokuto Kotaro: feels like the drop on a roller coaster: you’re weightless out as the air is stolen from your lungs with a searing kiss, butterflies moshing around in your stomach and nothing but electricity under your skin as you fall headfirst in love.

Akaashi Keiji: feels like rereading your favorite book; you’re drawn to it’s familiarity, it’s ability to make you smile no matter what. The moment is handled delicately as if it’ll fall apart at the seams, and every time he tilts his head it’s like you’re picking up where he left off.

Atsumu Miya: feels like driving down the empty highway at night; you know it’s dangerous and he fiercely plants a frenetic kiss that is equal parts exhilarating and sloppy, and breathtaking--something you can easily get addicted to if you’re not careful.

Osamu Miya: feels like every rumble of thunder in a storm; sometimes it surprises you out of nowhere, other times it’s slow and building, with something commanding underneath the fingertips that snake slowly up your spine that makes you jolt.

Suna Rintaro: feels like the slow drizzle of rain on your window; despite its leisurely and almost indifferent pace, it is still out of your control. He is perpetual and precise, skilled but sloppy, and he likes to keep you guessing when it’ll end.

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cxvii666 · 4 months ago

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situationship txts w/ ten

FEATURING!

the usual suspects tbh denki kaminari, issei matsukawa, hanta sero, tetsurou kuroo, rintarou suna, takuma ino, CONNIE SPRINGER, JEAN KIRSTEIN, TOGE INUMAKI, SATORU GOJO, koushi sugawara, ryuunoske tanaka

fuck i hate feeling feelings towards men bcos im supposed to be like 'the mean lesbian friend' but I AM NOT STANDING ON BUSINESS FUCK FUCK FUCK anyways but this really is all bcos me and my wife (no longer 😔) got divorced (i broke up with her) and i miss her loads but i dont wanna make her do long distance so now im filling the hole she left in my heart with useless men

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areyoufuckingserioussenpai · 7 years ago

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#haikuu!!#haikyuu!!#sports #volleyball #tanaka ryuunoske #furudate haruichi #queue

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the2020haikyuuphase · 5 years ago

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Not very good mate :,)

tanoka fans, how we doing?

#tanoka #tanaka ryuunoske #amanai kanoka

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tootiecakes234 · 1 year ago

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Masterlist

MHA

Katsuki Bakugo

Eijiro Kirishima

Izuku Midoriya

Shota Aizawa

Shouto Todoroki

JJK

Satoru Gojo

Kento Nanami

Satosugu

Suguru Geto

Megumi Fushiguro

Itadori Yuuji

HAIKYUU

Kotaro Bokuto

Wakatoshi Ushijima

Kei Tsukishima

Tanaka Ryuunoske

One Piece

Sanji

Zoro

Luffy

#jjk masterlist #bnha masterlist #haikyuu masterlist #megumi fushiguro #satoru gojo #nanami kento #suguru geto #kotaro bokuto #bnha bakugo katsuki #eijirou kirishima

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goshiyachi · 8 years ago

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Like almost straight out of a romance movie

Fandom: Haikyuu!! Pairing: Ennoshita Chikara/ Tanaka Ryuunosuke Summary: Ennoshita thought he knew how his last year in Karasuno would play out; turns out he forgot to factor in Tanaka. Prompts Used: Third Year, Confession, Domestic, Affection @ennotana-week A/N: Inspired by @starlity’s art.

Or read on Ao3.

Becoming a third year didn’t exactly shifting everything into hyper overdrive. But he was painfully aware of the changes into his team and the outside factors of life that were trying to rampant his mind. He couldn't say he was left unscratched because then that would have been lie. No, instead what any sensible teen did Ennoshita decided to ignore most of his bigger problems and work on the smaller practical ones. It was working so far. He worked on more scripts, looked up colleges (but not too deep) and worked side by side Yachi when it concerned volleyball. So did he have his whole life figured out already?

Not exactly.

More like he was just living off the basics and trying his best to put sleep on his schedule. Spoiler alert: he still hasn’t achieved more than four hours of sleep. He was trying though; being a captain wasn’t all that easy after all and it felt like the role was only fueling Ennoshita to see the reality of what adults had to face every day. All that stress that was building up wouldn’t compare to the troubles he was avoiding when he glanced at his calendar. Either way he stumbled into a routine of caffeine and his brain frying at the rate of an old computer.

“Ennoshita don’t tell me that you barely fell asleep two hours ago before morning practice?” Yachi’s voice didn’t bother to shy away from her worry the way he felt one of her hands touching his shoulder.

He didn't know how exactly he looked like but from the way her eyebrows knitted together at the same time as her lips turned upside down he had a hunch that she would begin their usual lecture of the importance of sleep.

“All for a good cause I promise you. Don’t worry I’ll sleep in early today.” He gestured for them to continue walking towards the gym, “I promise.”

The rest of the day swirled into the same pattern, he ate with his friends, listened to all his lectures and felt the same soreness of his body falling apart as the hours clicked on. By the time it was after school Ennoshita felt Yachi giving him a long look before talking to the first years. Whereas, Kinoshita and Narita weren’t surprised by his lack of energy. Yamaguchi gave him a sympathetic when he passed him. It was almost too predictable the way he trudged on with practice…almost too easy to go on autopilot. His ears picked up the squeaky shoes running through the volley court, having loud voices screeching into the spaces between him making Ennoshita swell in pride of the faces he saw.

Smiling to himself Ennoshita didn’t notice the way his smile caught someone else’s throat. He was too oblivious of his own thoughts to catch the snickers starting to fumble in between the yelling and a face heating up in embracement for getting caught by the rest. The next couple of days were same. Ennoshita tried his best to sleep longer in futile efforts meanwhile a wave of amusement crashed surface for another individual as he continued on tumbling when Ennoshita peered by his vision. It was like something out of a cheesy romance movie. Ennoshita, the obvious and Tanaka the shy confused one. Nishinoya was more than happy to snap the tension with his chipper attitude but all he could do was wait for his best friend to ask for his help.

It probably didn’t click until mid-summer. Where the days were longer and Ennoshita spend more time with his team to feel that same sensation of someone watching him. He never drew attention to himself when he felt it rather, he pointedly pretended like nothing was amiss. He was a patient guy. Unlike most of his peers he had an eye that made him catch the smaller things when he was focused. Hence him crashing mentally when he felt the same eyes watching his back and seeing from his clear water bottle reflection’s of the one person he’d never expect.

The seconds dragged on, the voices of others barely made him move an inch. Ennoshita barely had thirty seconds of pulling himself together before gathering enough strength to turn around and wave at his teammates. Hitting drills that morning was a welcome as the heat climbed up. The longer the summer heats hauled on Ennoshita became self- conscious. Did Tanaka secretly hate him? Did he think his laugh was stupid? Did he had a complain about Ennoshita’s leadership skills but felt like he couldn’t outright say it without hurting his feelings?

He didn’t know, and it was bugging the shit of him of him the way Tanaka barely showed signs of displeasure when he talked to him. If anything it almost looked like Tanaka…had… a crush…... on……. him.

Oh.

Ooh.

Shit.

Ennoshita Chikara, third year and Karasuno’s current volleyball captain was an idiot. And he couldn’t help but sigh. Slap his forehead hard, sigh some more, feel sorry for Tanaka for taking so long to notice and sigh some more because that was a better alternative of screaming until his parents told him to quiet down and not disrupt his neighbors. The rest of the night he kissed his chance of sleeping the way his mind was rewinding and replaying every interaction he had with Tanaka since they’ve meet. As if trying to find a mere spark of evidence of Tanaka liking him was preposterous. Because there was no way that someone remotely like Tanaka would ever like him more than a friend.

It just wasn’t something that Ennoshita thought would have ever happened to him. To live out scenes from movies he watched when he was younger. It was practically too much to bear the way the night relentlessly stayed as his background. He still had school to think about, a volleyball team to watch over and a future that was looming over him. Love was never a part of the equation; or a chapter for him to write about. It was scarier with the uncertainty clamming his body. The fact that he knew what was causing the commotion within the team Ennoshita was conscious that he couldn’t pretend any more than Kageyama going cold turkey with his milk intake.

He had to talk to Tanaka.

Ennoshita wanted to throw up; he wanted to grab a random dump of clothes, his laptop with charger at close hand and call a cab. He wished that the sun wasn’t rising and his clock was blinking bright signaling that he needed to get up. But that wasn’t how life worked, he could hear distant cars driving, his mother’s feet walking on the hallways before they stopped and were replaced by a soft muffled voice calling for him to get up. His own body still far too alert and aching was forced to listen to the instructions and get ready for school. It was a dreadful experience; the way the world looked exactly the same as before the revelation. The only difference was the way his own heart thumped irregularly and irresponsibly.

The wind wasn’t any cooler, the water from his water bottle was just as tasteless as he drank it yesterday and the volleyball hitting his face was just as painful as the first time it happened to him when he first played the sport. The nosebleed wasn’t what he needed, not with the way he noticed Yachi cleaning his face and understood right away that something was bothering him. She didn’t make him talk, it was actually Yamaguchi and Kinoshita when they were discussing about the summer training camp with Nekoma.

“I’m an idiot.”

Simultaneously, Yamaguchi and Kinoshita answered with amused smiles and two different replies.

“What gave that away?”

“You don’t say.”

Ennoshita didn’t bother with feeling offended. What he did instead was scratch the back of his head as he looked down at the schedules of the training camp in deep thought. “So what do you think I should do?”

Riding out the next days that turned into two weeks Ennoshita knew that most of inner circle was annoyed at the pace Ennoshita placed on dealing with Tanaka. It wasn’t like Tanaka was doing anything either, he still casted this wall when he talked to Ennoshita. It was their third year and that usually meant that they had to be models for the rest of the team, they couldn’t be irresponsible. The pressure to maintain their status on the court was enough for Tanaka to steel his impulses (but just barely).

Ennoshita may have barely came to the conclusion of Tanaka liking him but that was just the tip of the iceberg. There was more than just the cheesy pickup lines and embarrassing daydreams.

Tanaka was the type that wanted the whole domestic lovesick shit. He wanted to be okay to melt when Ennoshita fell asleep against him after long practices, to lunge at Ennoshita and linger as their bodies support one another, to have the stupidly cute screensavers of them forming a heart when you placed their phones next to each other. Hell, he wanted to have the right to openly raise his voice and proclaim why Ennoshita was breathtaking and someone that everyone should appreciate. Or even to spend hours in his home and stare at Ennoshita as he tried hopelessly teach Tanaka of their lessons. He was well aware that he spent too many hours of creating the perfect atmospheres to confess underneath the sunset and kiss Ennoshita, to spend as much of his free time laughing with him or helping in any way with Ennoshita’s movies. The domestic lifestyle was all he dreamed about.

And it was making it harder for Tanaka to confess especially the way Ennoshita’s eyes said that he knew what Tanaka was thinking. Neither of them knew when it happened; them snapping and confronting each other. It was one of those rare days that they were free. Ennoshita was done buying snacks for himself when he bumped into Tanaka. They shared a few side comments before Ennnoshita blurted out that he knew that Tanaka liked him. Tanaka was animated the way his face colored instantly and said if it was bothering Ennoshita.

Ennoshita was mirroring him the way he clumsy said that he wouldn’t mind if Tanaka kissed him. Or held his hand now and then. They both just kept bluntly stating what they wouldn’t mind doing when Ennoshita out of nowhere grabbed a handful of Tanaka’s shirt and promptly surprisingly the both of them by kissing Tanaka roughly. It lasted for only a couple of ten seconds, but it was more than enough for Ennoshita to explode his heart and Tanaka feeling like his soul departed prematurely. When they pulled away there was an awkward silence that stretched between them. But just as quickly it came, Ennoshita was thankful of all of the hours he watched movies to know the signs of satisfaction he saw swept into his soul and Tanaka’s.

By the next day the whole team gave Ennoshita and Tanaka a brief look before switching back to their usual runs. Ennoshita didn’t miss the way Nishinoya high-fived Tanaka or how Yachi and Yamaguchi gave them the thumbs up when he looked at their direction. Instead Ennoshita kept his head high when he felt his own cheeks color when Narita and Kinoshita cheekily grinned when Tanaka quickly slung an arm around Ennoshita’s while pecking his cheek before running off to watch over the first years.

“What are you looking at? Get started with your warm ups.”

Narita snorted as Kinoshita sassed Ennoshita back; and just like that he sighed long feeling his brain work on a new movie idea as he glanced at Tanaka.

Romance? He could work with that.

#ennotana week #ennotana #Ennoshita Chikara #Tanaka Ryuunoske #Haikyuu!!#Lasooarm: Like almost straight out of a romance movie #lee attempts to write

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