#the other day i was in a call w/a kouhai from high school n i mentioned i mailed out some calligraphy i did for a fic the other day

[hua-fei-hua]

rereading a fic (bc i'm trying to typeset it so i can print it before my parents come back from their trip) and UGH it's so good

[iicheeze]

𝐏𝐎𝐕: 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑.

Inspired by the song; It's Not Like I Like You.

Childe or Tartaglia X Tsundere Gender Neutral Reader | High School AU

a/n: SORRY FOR EVERYONE WHO TOLD ME A MISTAKE I MADE HERE I WAS HALF ASLEEP AND I DIDN'T KNOW 😭 THANK YOU FOR TELLING ME THO

It all started when your second year of high school started. You expected another normal high school year. Just much more difficult lessons and possibly new students and teachers. It's not like you're gonna need to pay attention to their names or whatever.

Until that new kouhai (underclassmen) from Snezhnaya High moved to Liyue High. The very same high school you attend. Of course, you were planning to just ignore him and just focus on your academics and friends.

Until he confessed to you.

Out of nowhere.

In the middle of a bustling hallway.

In front of everyone.

“ You're absolutely beautiful.. Be my lover? ” He crouched with one knee, kissing your hand.

“ HELL NO!!! WHO EVEN ARE YOU?? ”

Ever since that encounter, he's been courting you in any possible moment. He'll find you during lunch time, class breaks, mornings before the school starts, even after school!!

“ You look great today, senpai! However, it'd look better with me beside you. ” “ Shut up!! ”

“ Do you wanna eat lunch together, senpai? I can feed you and maybe you can feed me as well! ” “ No way in hell I will!! ”

“ Senpai.. I might need tutoring in History. Can you teach me?? ” “ I'm busy!! ” “ But I just heard that you're free this weekend- ” “ Shut up!! ”

He flirts with you, talks to you, and even asks for tutoring every now and then, only for you to harshly reject him.

Of course, a lot of girls bash you for this. Calling you unpleasant nicknames, making up rumors about you which is obviously isn't true, and even push you to lockers. That's the least of your concerns, though.

It's the ginger's fault!! Ever since he came into your life, it's been disastrous like there's no tomorrow!

You hate every second of interacting with him. You hate everytime he talks to you. You hate everytime he sometimes helps you with your problems. You hate how he flirts with you, pointing out the little things about you that you've never paid any attention to. You hate how he makes you feel accompanied. You hate how he makes you feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside. You hate how he was always there for you, even in unwanted times.

Wait a minute.

No way.

Are you falling for him?!

No way! You refuse! There's no way you're falling in love with that stupid kouhai of yours!!

Plus, you know how the other girls look at him. He's probably a playboy, anyways. Yet, you can't help but feel a thousand arrows going through your heart when you thought about what he could be doing with the others.

He could treat others the same as you. There's no way he fell in love with first sight. It has to be a trick of some sort.

You refuse to acknowledge that you're in love with that stupid ginger.

This is probably just a puppy crush. That's right! It's probably just a small crush. It'll pass soon. You don't actually like like him! Bleh. Love. It's not like you have time for it anyways!

It was just another day in Liyue High. As your English lesson teacher, Ms. Lisa, left the classroom. You knew it was a break between lessons. As you then expected your stupid kouhai coming through the sliding door.

Yet, he wasn't there. His bright ginger hair is nowhere to be seen. Nor is his signature smile. Surely he's just late, right?

But no. Your biology teacher came as 10 minutes had already passed, with your kouhai nowhere to be seen. Wait a minute, why are you expecting him in the first place?!?! Stupid [Name].

Time passed by like a snail trying to win a race with a turtle. It felt slow, and unmoving. Usually it passes by like a breeze. Is it because your mind is always occupied with Tartaglia's annoyingness? Tch. Whatever. He's probably just pranking you. Take your mind off of him, goddammit!

But then another day came, and another, and another. Yet Tartaglia was nowhere to be seen. You even took the time to go to his classroom! But his seat was empty. Confused, you asked one of his classmates.

“ Oh, Childe's sick. I heard he got a heavy fever. Probably because he fought with someone in the rain. I don't know. ”

Oh. No wonder he isn't here.

Tch, stupid ginger. Always going through stupid stuff. You've always prevented him doing his stupid ideas, solely because he always tells you before he does it.

Once school ends, you went to the Pharmacy to buy medicine. No, you aren't worried about him. You're just being a decent human being. No, you're not making him chicken soup because you're worried that he doesn't have the appetite to eat. You're just having normal human decency! There's a difference.

Finally knowing where Tartaglia's home is, thanks to his teacher, you immediately visited him.

Two taps were heard as you knocked at the front door. The door then flew open, revealing a ginger-haired woman who seemed to be in her middle ages. “ O-oh! Hello, I'm [Name]. Tartaglia's senpa- ” You were about to introduce yourself, but your sentence was cut off by the woman.

“ Ajax's lover!! ” She squealed. Giggling happily. Heat rose to your cheeks, shocked of her statement. “ W-What!! No, no!! I'm his senpai!! ” You profusely denied. “ Oh, don't worry dear!! You don't have to be shy!! ” “ I'm not- ” “ Come in, come in!! I'll lead you to his room!! ” Before you could even finish, Tartaglia's mother took your arm inside the house, leading you to his room.

Not even 2 minutes in, and you were already in ‘ Ajax ’s room. With his mother giggling at the other end of the door.

“ Oh? Senpai! What are you doing here? ” Tartaglia sat up from his bed, sweat dripping down from his forehead. Geez, what a terrible view. And even you wouldn't insult him.

Ok, maybe just one insult.

“ YOU IDIOT!! YOU ABSOLUTE MORON!! WHY DID YOU EVEN FIGHT SOMEONE, LET ALONE IN A HEAVY RAIN!! ” You hit the ginger at the arm, yet light enough not to actually injure him.

“ Ow, ow! Sorry, senpai! Ahaha! I just can't help it, you know? ” He laughed, before a series of coughs came out of his mouth. Causing you to face palm.

“ Geez, lie down you blockhead. Don't force yourself. Especially when your sick! ” You urged, pulling the taller male to the bed, forcing him to lie down.

“ Christ, you look terrible. ” You added, pressing your hand at his forehead to check his temperature. “ Geez, hot. ” “ Dang, not now, senpai! I know I'm hot but still- ” “ Shut up!! Not that, you fool!! ”

A moment of silence was shared, with Tartaglia's chest going up and down. “ So.. Ajax?.. ” You called, “ Hm? ” he responded. “ I didn't know your first name is that. How come you've never told me? ” “ You never asked. ” A slap made contact with Tartaglia's stomach.

“ Oh and, I didn't know you'd care for me enough to visit me when I'm sick. I always thought that you just view me as an annoying playboy, but I guess even you miss my presence, huh? ”

It was supposed to be a tease, and you know that.

So why the heck are you getting shy over it?!

“ I'm not!! I'm just being a-a decent human being! That's all!! There's a difference, you bonehead! ” Even though that was your usual remark, it wouldn't hide your obvious blush on your cheeks.

Obviously, Ajax noticed this. And he couldn't help but laugh over it.

“ .. And.. At first, I did view you as an annoying playboy. I've never received this kind of attention so I got suspicious of you. But.. I guess I did like your company. Not to mention that you seem really genuine around me. ” You muttered, yet loud enough for the ginger to hear you.

“ Oh.. That explains why you're always like that. Haha! ” “ Shut up, you idiot ginger. ”

“ Well, if you're still suspicious of me. We can spend time together. I mean, all the times we've interacted are always about me. Now, it's your turn. I've always wanted to know more about you, now's your chance! While I'm stuck on this bed though. ” Ajax stated, giving you his signature smile.

“ .. Alright, then. What do you wanna know, huh? But first, have you ate? ” “ .. Yes. ” “ Yeah, no, I'm not believing that. I made chicken soup. ” “ Wow, for me? ” “ No!! Don't get the wrong idea!! ”

Part 2?

[rubberbandballqueen]

OH YEAH i saw one of the friends i’ve been thinking of messaging for a while now on friday again, and we agreed to catch up over discord, but idk i just keep drawing a blank there so like. idk i decided not to let the opportunity leave entirely so i just asked her if she’d wanna exchange letters n have a pen pals sort of thing. i’m not sure what i expect to come out of this, but she meant a lot to me through middle n high school even though we were never each other’s closest friend or anything, i at least wanna keep in touch on occasion

[heyitsyn]

Nekoma!Manager!Male!Reader

a/n: never written male reader before but this was a funny request and i really do see the irony in this

anon request:  

absolutely LOVED your seijoh hcs! you said you wanted to do the other schools so i thought, how about nekoma but with a MALE manager bc it would be so ironic to have a male god as their manager rather than a goddess that they always talked about!! thank youuuuuuu!!!!!!!

yall the nekoma fanchant is literally stuck in my head

hehe uwu lets step on the pedal

ong jesus take the wheel pls

so basically,,,

being the nekoma manager is a MESS

lets say youre a second year and was only the manager bc you were begged into taking the job

like wouldnt leave you alone and pestered you 25/8, screaming about needing their own god manager

also just because, you are fairly popular and you have your own fanclub of girls in nekoma and they thought it would give them more exposure and more chances w girls :’)

tora was actually the first who came up to you and begged you to be their manager during class one day bc they are in need of one but they arent allowed to have a girl manager so he turned to having a handsome male

‘I DONT UNDERSTAND WHY IT HAS TO BE A BOY’

‘so you wont be all over him abd be distracted w showing off’

‘WHO ARE YOU TO QUESTION MY SE-’

‘tora, please’

initially, you refused bc you just couldnt be bothered to be part of a club where you basically babysit a bunch of overgrown children

but kenma, your childhood friend, was the team’s last attempt to get you in since kuroo mentioned that he was the only one you listened to

‘kenma, babie, i love you, but i am your friend, not your nanny. so unless i am paid, i will not waste my time taking care of of all of you. especially that chicken head’

‘y/n, yaku is on his last leg here. we really need a manager and we need it fast’

‘you went for years without one so why do you need it?’

‘we’re scared that nekomata would just drop dead any minute now’

‘yanno? im surprised hes even still alive with yall’

‘....... ill show your fangirls that picture of you when we were 5 when-’

‘okay, kenma. rude about the blackmail but okay. dont expect me to be the maid or anything’

nope, you were actually the maid

and the cook

and the nanny

and the laundry person

the everything

it baffles you that kuroo is about to graduate next year yet he still doesnt know the difference between fabric softener and detergent

the amount of times you sent him to pick up more and only to send him back when he ended up buying 2 softeners or 2 detergents

‘they all look the same!’

‘kuroo tetsuro cAN yOu NoT rEAd?!’

ngl i still mix them up sometimes

during matches, youre basically their mother, their nanny, and nekomata’s notetaker, and their personal cheerleader

naoi, the other coach guy, and coach nekomata has adopted you as a son bc of how hard you work and the less the burden is on them

like your notes about their playing percentages really works and helps them and added with the chores you do for the team?

godsend

also, lets put your popularity in here

you dress with a white shirt and zip up your red nekoma jacket with your red sweatpants so you look like one of the players, right?

but how come every time they have practice, youre the only one with the fangirls in the bleachers?

youre literally wearing the same thing as them yet youre the only one who gets looked at?!

even kuroo, who was quite good looking, doesnt have that many girls pining after him yet you, resident anti-tryhard, seems to get the female population to fall for you just by doing the simplest things like breathing

youd be doing normal things like using your whistle as you hold a clipboard and girls would be screeching at you 

‘omg m/n is so hot!’

‘hes just !!!! uuggghhhh’

‘siri how to be a whistle?’

i am uncomfortable with the energy we have created in the gym today

tora complains about it all the time bc first, they cant have a beautiful manager, two, they have a pretty boy who’s taking the attention away

‘SO NOT FAIR! M/N, TURN UGLY!’

you bonk him on the head in anger and threaten to quit all the time

‘say that again and you’ll be filling your own water bottles tomorrow’

but in truth though, the guys really do appreciate you and everything you do

they know that you balance them with your personal life and classes and still make time to do their laundry and make them food

so they have started easing off the burden and weight off of your shoulders

at first, you were very suspicious when they told you that they already filled their water bottles

‘huh? i didnt think you even knew where the water fountain was’

‘wym weve been doing this for years’

-kuroo

then, you heard kuroo tell the others to put their sweaty jerseys in the basket in the corner of the room and for the last person to carry it to the laundromat

‘um, sir, we dont want to have another pink jersey disaster again’

you stopped inuoka from lugging the basket but he shook his head and gave you a wide grin

‘nope, m/n-senpai! i’ll carry it for you! i’m strong, see?’

he flexed his right arm muscle while holding the basket with one hand but it was too heavy so it fell to the ground, spilling out all the practice jerseys

you sighed before bending down to pick them up and babie inuoka’s eyes watered, thinking you were mad at him

‘gomen, senpai’

he whispered but you looked up at him from your position

his watery eyes made you frantically stand up and wipe his tears with the pads of your thumbs

‘inu-kun, why are you crying? you said you were strong right? dont cry over silly things, okay?’

he nodded and you were still confused as to why he was so emotional but you patted his fluffy hair 

‘now cmon, lets go take these to the shop’

unbeknownst to you, the team was actually seething from behind the wall

naturally, as a,,, manager,, you became their,,, energy?? 

like the slightest affections from you made their health bar increase tenfold and they didnt necessarily have any intentions towards you

you were like,,, their own,,,, happy drug?? like a human seratonin??

just the fact that they had someone like you to fall back on and give them love when they lost or something

it was comforting

usually it was just the team’s responsibility to throw away their own sadness and comfort each other

but with you,,,

they could easily cry with no fear and you would comfort them until they didnt need to be comforted anymore

eventually, they ended up straight out competing against each other on who would get the most affection

clearly, inuoka used his first year card and everyone knew you were soft for your kouhais

like you would just grab them and hug them because of how cute they were

uwu especially lev?! 

he may be a giant but hes just a really REALLY REALLY BIG CAT

;)

LEV LIVES TO HUG YOU

like the mans is beanstalk level of height and despite the age difference, he just picks you up and cuddles you and youre just like ‘okay, let it out babie’

DKSFJSLD ANYWAYS

you are always a hot topic w all the students in nekoma and even some in other schools

like during training camp, bro you making everyone question their sexuality

omg akaashi and you are probably the prettiest people there and can i just say how everyone cant focus on a practice match bc youd be laughing together or something and they havent heard anything so beautiful??

and the kitties get really defensive over you and hiss at anyone who even tries to approach you

hiss hiss

DKJFSLKDFJDWHAT IF EVERYONE IN THE TEAM IS BI

OMG WHAT

like the little touches from you make them so red and confident gays like kuroo and bokuto call you out on them and tease you 

while the quiet ones like akaashi and kenma are just blushing and stutter and you tease them instead?

*inhale* BOI *exhale*

the uke and seme dynamic is real on this one

however, there are times when the turned tables

there was that one day that you were seriously questioning if bokuto wore leggings or just really high knee pads and you cornered him after baths to just figure it out

like our poor confident boi turned to a shy babie and shrunk against the wall, covering his red face

‘y-y/n-kun’

‘bo-san, i just want to know’

DKFSJLKDFJFJSDKIM DYING OVER HERE LIKE PLEASE I DONT OWN Y/N

after seeing the smidge of skin at the top of the kneepad, you nodded and brushed your fingertips over the flesh

‘hmm~ so i was right~’

FROM THEN ON POOR BABIE OWL COULDNT LOOK AT YOU THE SAME!!!!!!

it worried everyone so much when bokuto would glance at you in the sidelines and he would competely miss akaashi’s set bc his eyes would focus on you rather than the ball

like he absolutely couldnt take his eyes off of you and when you do turn to meet his eyes, he shrinks back and looks away, completely missing your amused smirk

now, your kitties werent happy about that

theyre very protective of you and they felt that this owl could snatch you right up and fly away

and kuroo, being the captain and the head of the familia, took it upon himself and dragged you to the back of the gym while the others were practicing

kurat pushed you against the wall and basically kabedonned you

KUROO IS LIKE 6′2 OR 190 CM I CANT

‘you seem close with bokuto, l/n. almost, too,, close’

an amused smirk etched itself on your lips and you pressed a hand on his chest

‘oya~? captain-san, am i being punished?’

SFDKLFSJKLDFJL SIR Y/N IS SUPPOSED TO RADIATE SEME ENERGY BUT HE ISNT AND I CANNOT-

ofc he was taken aback by your flirty attitude but he smirked and softly brushed away your bangs that slightly covered your eyes

‘hmm~~ depends, y/n-kun. are you going to be a good kitty and stay with the clowder? or are you going to stay with those pesky chickens~?’

DKFLSJDKFJSL BRO DID YOU KNOW A GROUP OF CATS IS CALLED A CLOWDER?! I DIDNT EVEN KNOW THAT BUT I HAVE A FEELING KUROO WOULD HAVE KNOWN THAT BC HE BIG BRAIN

you chuckled and gently wrapped your arms around his shoulders

but your hand grabbed the hair at the back of his head and harshly pulled him to be closer to you

your eyes blinked innocently but your sharp teeth were shown from your malicious grin

‘ive always been a bad kitty, captain. so i dont care what you say because you cant tell me what to do~’

👀👀👀👀

imagine what happens next bc i cant write something unholy

anyways

so you learned that tetsu CAN in fact tell you what to do and you avoided everyone else which caused them to wonder but one look at your neck

well,,,,,

you got attacked by a cat 

a cat named tetsu

SKDFLJSDKFJSLKUROO IS THE ONLY SEME YOU CLASH WITH

THE OTHERS ARE ALL UKE

EVEN BEEFY BUFF CAKE BOI BO

but you toned it down to not be attacked again

ngl the whole team was all jealous and they even whined to kuroo about it

‘thats not fair!!!!’

‘stop abusing your role as captain!!!!’

they hated the fact that kuroo got you first so they all rally over to keep you away from him

like baby kenma would nudge you over and bring him to sit next to you, saying he needs you to help him with a certain level

‘kenny, im not sure how to play this game’

‘hmm,,,, youre a quick learner, y/n, and youre really quick with your fingers so you could pass to the next level’

*insert lenny face*

‘oya? and you would know how, kenny?’

and baby kenny would fluster a little before glomping to your side and burying his face into your shoulder to hide away

OR

the first years would absolutely use their kouhai priviledges and bring you over to help them with ‘homework’

‘you guys realize i passed because kuroo would beat me into studying right?’

‘but senpai! you mustve learned a thing or two in your classes!’

‘bold of you to assume i was even awake in my classes’

but they still make you spend hours trying to help them which turn into just messing around 

KSDLFJSDKFJD MOVIE NIGHTS YOU GUYS THATS IT!!

there isnt really a single calm moment in your guys’ practice

poor you have already started seeing lot of gray hairs

you literally decline every single confession just because youre too busy for a date and you cant handle having to take care of another person

its like youre dating the whole team!!

soon the entire school have just accepted the fact that you are just simply not in the market anymore just because you joined the club

not because youre actually taken by a girlfriend but youre taken by a bunch of teenage males

imagine how that works out

anyways

youre not really the best volleyball player out there but you know a thing or two

well,,, its more like your stamina doesnt allow you to play long bc a single lap literally destroys your lungs

but you still know when yaku complains about having a shaky receive

‘oh, momo-senpai, youre bending your knees too low so gravity is pushing down on your-’

ugh chemistry i hate it

despite your lack of athletic or physical skills, they still appreciate you for your keen eyes, your caring nature, and your overall looks that give them motivation to play harder to impress you personality :)

all the boys love you

and tbh

you love your boys too

even though it was a blackmail caused event,

you still would’ve joined otherwise

this is kinda short but its going to be longer if i find some plots or somebody asks for a plotline that i can write about for a long time

anyways

byeeeee :)))))

a/n: this isnt exactly the best manager one ive written but ill probably find a good prompt for this or again as stated ^^ someone sends in an ask for it and ill write a story for our favorite male manager :’D

[underkita-archive]

he intervenes when a drunk guy won’t leave you alone

a/n: i think i’m just in love w like middle blockers + futakuchi being rude lmao it wasn’t supposed to be drunk guy but like for some reason it all ended up being set in parties or a club so oh well,,,,,also mattsuns got a lil self induldgent i can’t lie

edit: i did not a reread so i’m sowwy <3

warnings: aggressive “flirting”, non consensual touching, bad words, alcohol, underage drinking (mentioned)

summary: he intervenes when a drunk guy just wont leave you alone feat. tendou, mattsun + futakuchi

it’s your third year at shiratorizawa and you somehow get roped in to attending some party over summer break

the musics too loud, too many of your classmates are here and you can think of about a million other things to be doing than watching rich kids suck down cheap booze

thankfully one of your friends has been stuck by your side the whole time, the two of you talking and laughing hiding in a corner

but as fate would have it your friend sees the person they like

you reassure them you’ll be perfectly fine and that they shouldn’t miss the opportunity to talk to their crush

famous last words lmao

“so you go to shiratorizawa?” you turn your head away as the guy leans in, scrunching your nose as the smell of alcohol wafts past your nose. you shift slightly as he continues to box you into the corner and you’re wondering if a good shove will save you from this situation.

“yeah, what of it?” you’re eyes scan across the room trying to find a familiar face, someone you can call out to as to distract this drunken idiot.

“that’s sooo fuckin hot, rich babes like you are sooo hot.” the way each slur of his words is punctuated with his wandering eyes makes you feel a little sick. you decide your best bet is to shove him as hard as you can and make a break for it.

“shall i throw this one out the window y/l/n?” the drunk guy looks back, exposing tendou looming over him with a wicked smile.

“tendou,” you breathe out in relief at the familiar face, “always a pleasure.”

“i know i know, i’m a beauty, so whaddya say? toss him out the window or into the trash?”

“hey! im-”

“not worth it, help me out though,” you gesture with a nod of your head towards the guy trapping you against the wall, tendou grabs the guys shoulder and pushes him aside, making a way for you to walk past him, “can’t have one of our star volleball players getting into a fight at party for lil ol’ me.”

“now now y/l/n~ i would happily throw several drunk guys for you, any day of the week.” he slings an arm around your shoulders and you smile up at him.

“yeesh tendou if you’re gonna keep defending my honor like that at least take me dinner to first.”

“how about ice cream? there’s a place still open down the block.” he taps a finger against his chin and leans more of his weight onto you.

“you sure do know the finer sides of romance.” you wiggle out from under his arm and grab his hand, dragging him towards the front door.

agreeing to catch up with your high school friends always ended up like this

oikawa dragging iwaizumi onto the dance floor

hanamaki wandering around chatting up random girls until he found one he could sneak off with for a bit

and you sitting at the bar nursing your drink while your boyfriend is nowhere to be seen,,,which means he’s either following makki around to heckle him or oikawa and iwaizumi to take pics

what a man

“heyyyy sweetheart, looking for sssome company?” you roll your eyes as some guy settles next to you at the bar, he’s way too close for comfort and the glassy look in his eyes makes you wonder how he’s still standing.

“not at all.” your tone is clipped and you take a long sip of your drink, ignoring the slight burn in your throat.

“y-you are waay to sssexy to be here by yourself.” you feel a hand run down your back and you stifle a gag, you shrug him off, rolling your eyes again at his exaggerated frown.

“he’s right, you’re way too hot to be here, you got a boyfriend or something?” you bite your lip as your boyfriend’s voice cuts through the loud music, you turn to look at him and flutter your lashes.

“and if i do?”

“he’s a real lucky guy.” matsukawa makes a show of running his eyes up and down your body, you try your hardest not to squirm under his gaze.

“hey mannn i saw this cutie first!” the two of you look back at the drunk guy, both of your gazes passive and uninterested. matsukawa moves to put his hands on either side of you and you spin around on the barstool to face him, he leans in close.

“so anyway this boyfriend of yours, is he hot?” you tilt your head as you take in his expression, dilated pupils, lips parted, cheeks flushed slightly from the combination of alcohol and being in a hot club. you send him a confident smirk and relish in the way his eyes focus in on your lips.

“he’s super hot, just so tall and fit,” you press your index finger to his chest, dragging it down slowly, “and he’s packing.”

“what a lucky bastard,” he tilts his head forward, his nose just barely touching yours, “wanna go fuck in the gross club bathroom?”

“you know i do baby.”

you had been looking foward to the food festival that would be taking place over the weekend

i mean!! sm good food to be had plus there might be a cutie to be seen!

your friends had already put together the perfect plan, everyone would go to the food booths they wanted to try the most then yall would meet back at a bench just a little outside of the festival

the perfect plan! you know until you get back first and some drunk guy has to come bother you

“aren’t you a real cute one?” you look up from your ice cream to raise a brow at the man standing over you, swaying slightly as he leers at you. you eat another spoonful as you try to look around the man to see if any of your friends have arrived to your meeting spot yet. you’re wondering if ignoring the man will make him lose interest and move on or just become more persistent.

“hey hey i’m talking to you, be more polite and respond.” you hold back on rolling your eyes, continuing to eat your ice cream and looking around now starting to get a little desperate for one of your friends to appear.

“my dear kouhai, fancy meeting you here.” your head whips over to see futakuchi pull himself over the back of the bench to settle next to you.

“ah futakuchi-senpai hello, are you enjoying the festival?”

“i was, until koganegawa decided to start following me around,” you smile as he slaps his hand against his forehead, “the kid’s nice but god does he give me a headache.”

“koganegawa-kun sure is a big ball of energy.” you laugh.

“what the fuck you’ll talk to this guy but not me?” you and futakuchi look up at the guy, who’s now pointing a finger at you and looks ready to fall over at any second.

“tch, you’re still here?” futakuchi’s voice rings out next to you, and you’re not sure what kind of face he’s making, but it sends the drunk man stumbling back with his face blanching.

“w-whatever.” the man turns around, tripping over his feet and heads back towards the festival.

“what a dumbass,” you turn back towards futakuchi and smile softly as he sighs and leans his head back, “you didn’t wanna tell him to just fuck off?”

“i don’t have a scary face like you senpai.” you giggle at the indignant squawk that leaves futakuchi’s mouth. he pouts at you and you let out another soft laugh. “sorry it’s a nice face though.”

“gah if it’s so nice then come with me to get some takoyaki, stupid koganegawa started chasing me around before i could get any.” he stands up and reaches a hand towards you, you hesitate for a just a second before taking it and he pulls you along with him. you see your friends as futakuchi pulls you into the crows, sending them a sheepish wave as you pass by, knowing you’ll have some serious explaining to do.

[haiky-u-lously]

Haikyuu: Reporter/First year/Newbie

Chapter 1: Introduction                Chapter 2

You didn’t know what it was about this new school and the love they obviously felt towards their Boys’ Volleyball team, but seeing as you had only been attending for less than a week and your first assignment as a member of the School Newspaper Club was to get an exclusive with one of its members, there was only one thought going through your head…

“I hope they’ll make this easier for me.”

You should not have been as nervous as you were, standing in front of the doors to the gymnasium. You were a great reporter. The clubs you had been a part of at your old school always prioritized your pieces. Your writing teachers always gave you high marks, even when you bull sh**ed your way through your assignments. This piece would be no different...or so you hoped.

It was hard being asked to write about something you didn’t know anything about. Which is why you spent all of lunch that day looking up as many volleyball terms that popped into any national articles you read.

You avoided reading any news about Karasuno’s team because you were afraid it would give you a bias opinion. Which was the reason the editor gave you this assignment over your seniors in the club.

“Unfortunately for me…” You found yourself thinking before you could stop it. “Whelp! It’s now or never,” You verbally psyched yourself up and pushed open the doors in front of you.

You heard the quick squeaking of sneakers against the floors, before realizing you had opened the door with your eyes shut. In fear of accidentally being hit with a flying ball. You slowly opened one of your eyes and let out a sigh of relief when you saw that a completely full ball bag stood on the opposite side of the gym from where the team had stopped running.

Bowing your head, you introduced yourself, “Sorry for the interruption! I’m (L/N) (F/N), from the School Newspaper Club.” You stood up straight with a smile on your face, hoping beyond all hopes that at least one of your seniors had kept their word and informed someone on the team you’d be dropping by today.

No one moved. It was almost quiet enough to hear a pin drop.

“Uh...I-I’m sor--” You started but was cut off by someone slamming their hands on the doors behind you.

Panting, and trying to catch his breath, someone you could only assume was the academic advisor slowly straightened his posture. “Boys! Sometime tonight, the Newspaper Club is going to send someone over to interview our team! Isn’t that exciting?!” The teacher practically yelled.

Giggling at his antics, and drawing his attention to you, you smiled nervously at him and waved. Bowing again, you reintroduced yourself.

The boys on the other side of the room began laughing at their instructor and walked towards the pair of you by the gym doors.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t tell them before you got here!” The professor explained he had a faculty meeting and lost track of time. “I’m the team’s advisor, please call me Takeda-sensei.”

Respectfully bowing, you managed to comfort the teacher in front of you. Claiming that it was your own fault for not being patient enough to wait later into the evening.

Takeda faced his team with a warm smile, but his eyes danced with a warning to the boys, “This is a wonderful thing for the volleyball team. Make sure you all are on your best behavior, and show our school exactly why they should keep cheering us on.”

You thanked the professor for his time as he explained to you and the team how he wanted the night to run. Giving ample time for you to conduct personal interviews, group ones, and to see the team in action.

With one last look to the team of boys, Takeda excused himself to grading, and closed the gym doors behind himself.

“Well, before you begin asking us all whatever you need to, could we maybe get to know you a bit better?” A tall, short-black-haired individual began, “I’m positive it would put some of our more timid members at ease.” He added.

You felt like giggling, and hid a smile behind the back of your hand. Pulling your favorite pencil from behind your ear, you nodded consent towards him, “What would you like to know?”

A shorter, orange haired boy quickly jumped in front of you, “What year are you? Have you always been here? What class are you in? How’d you get into-”

“Hinata-kun, that’s enough. Try two at a time?” A silver haired individual said, cutting off the shorter one and seemingly asking you if his suggestion was okay. You nodded again, and he smiled an ear-splitting grin. The beauty mark under his eye being emphasized.

“Sorry, (L/N)-san.” The orange haired boy, Hinata-kun, said sheepishly, “What class are you in?”

You smiled at him, “I’m in class 1-5, but that’s mostly because of my work in writing and English.”

He nodded his thanks and stepped back to talk to someone else in the group.

“Did you just move here?” A larger...man...asked. His haired was pulled back, but you could tell it was long. His size sort of intimidated you, but the way he spoke made you think he was like a giant teddy bear.

This time when you smiled, you head tilted to the side. “Yes, this past week actually!”

When seemingly the whole team started throwing questions at you, you became startled. Not used to being this much the center of attention, your smile faltered and you took a cautious step back.

“Shut up, morons.” You heard someone say. Looking up, you noticed everyone had listened and were all looking at a tall blond boy who wore a nice pair of sport-glasses. “It’s so uncool to scare someone who is trying to make you look cool to the idiots at this school.”

You thought the boy’s tone was harsh, but appreciated that the screaming in your direction was put to an end. “Thank you.” You whispered in his direction. The boy only tsk’d in response, before turning away from you.

“W-Where did you move here fro-rom?” A timid looking boy covered in freckles stuttered.

“(Hometown/place you wish was your ht). It was really great at times, but I’m having fun here at Karasuno so far!” You clapped your hands together, twirling your pencil out of the way, between the fingers on one hand. “Anything else?”

Two boys, one with practically a buzz-cut and the other with spiky-hair and a blonde patch smiled at one another, “You got a boyfriend?”

You turned beat-red at the question, and stuttered over responding in the negative.

While you were going to another side of the gym to set up a small interview area, the boy’s team crowded around one another.

“You heard her boys,” Tanaka began, “She’s a free agent.”

Nishinoya winked at his friend’s comment, “And, hopefully that’ll change after tonight.”

A couple member groaned at their obnoxiousness, but didn’t disagree with the team libero.

“What should we do captain?” Ennoshita asked, turning all the boy’s attention to Daichi.

The third year mumbled about how is he supposed to know, and asked, “Are all of us seriously about to be after the same girl? If anyone is not going to try to get her number tonight, please SLIGHTLY raise your hand now.”

When no one made any indication to move, the captain released a heavy sigh and dropped his head. “Okay,” He took a deep breath, “Okay. We will not make her uncomfortable. That is the first and foremost important matter.”

Looking to his co-captain, Daichi pleaded with his eyes for Sugawara to add more. Luckily, his friend conceded, “Tonight is about helping her write this article for the school paper. Not about getting her to possibly choose one of us. That is important to keep focused on as well.”

Suga looked towards the other third year in the group, hoping he would have another piece of information for the group. Another regulation to hopefully keep their rambunctious kouhais in check. Asahi nodded, drawing attention to himself.

“Don’t try to make her choose tonight. Let her get to know us, maybe she’ll ask for our numbers maybe she won’t. Don’t force her to take them. Don’t force her to give hers. She’s in charge.” He said, before relaxing at his own tentious-ness.

The whole team agreed to what their seniors declared. Straightened their postures and silently challenging each other. All thinking the exact same thought…

“Let the best man win!”

[itbeajen]

Rough | Kyotani Kentaro

Originally posted August 2, 2016 on dA.

Another Hybrid AU. Warning for profanity.

Wolf!Hybrid!Kyotani x Snow-Tiger!Hybrid!Reader

"FUCK OFF ALREADY!!" Kyotani growled out at you. Your pure white ears flattened against your head at the loudness of his voice. Your white and black striped tail languidly swayed in the air. You scoffed, "Me? You want me to go away when you're the one invading my space?" You were watching the rather well-known volleyball team's practice since you were supposed to become their manager soon. But it appears to be that a certain blonde-haired upperclassman decided that your presence was absolutely not needed and if anything, detrimental to the team's status. Your eyes were narrowed and your fists were clenched, it was probably the first time anyone saw you enraged.

Flashback to before school started "Hey, [F/N]," Kindaichi approached you with Kunimi in tow. You and Kunimi were in the same class, and it was often times you who kept the boy awake in class. Kunimi gave you a sleepy yawn and a nod combined in one and you blinked before nodding your head in acknowledgement. Kindaichi noticed that your tail was no longer relaxed and he held both hands up, "We're not going to do anything." "Doesn't mean I won't be wary," you quickly retorted, and then pouted, "It's not like I can help it you know!" Kindaichi smiled slightly, it was only around you that he seemed to be much more expressive, but it's probably because you grew up in the adoption center near his place and had more than once escaped to go play with him. "I know," Kindaichi responded. If you weren't on high alert, the slip of paper that was casually placed on your table wouldn't have been noticed, but you saw it, and you briefly read over it, "Aoba Johsai: Volleyball Manager Application." You blinked once, and then reread the title of the paper and you asked, "Why me?" "Cause you don't care for Oikawa-senpai," Kunimi responded. And Kindaichi nodded in agreement. You sighed, "That's true, but..." you paused and looked around the class, the girls were all staring at you, for obvious reasons. 1) You were actually well-known and well-liked among the female population due to your all-roundedness 2) You didn't care for Oikawa 3) You were basically an idol in the school. You were one of the many hybrids in the school, but you held not only the top rank at school, but you were also the secretary of the student council. Your apparently good looks and good natured personality made you a likable person. "I'd rather not get people on my bad side because of your team's rep," you finished with a sigh. Your head was originally resting on your hands, but you looked up, your [e/c] eyes narrowed like a predator marking its prey and you asked with a sly smile, "Or could it be that there's an ulterior motive behind all of this?" Kindaichi almost flinched, almost. And Kunimi sighed, "I told you [L/N] would say no." "But we need a manager!" Kindaichi responded, and before the girls around him could speak, "One that isn't in Oikawa-senpai's fanbase." The girls deflated and you let out a small giggle at their response, and then smiled, "That desperately?" "Well, it's mainly because without the third years around next year... we may not have someone that could keep us all in line," Kindaichi admitted in a lower voice. You withheld your laughter, but the slight tremble of your figure indicated that you were indeed laughing at your old friend. Kindaichi's flushed red in embarrassment and you laughed, "Hey, it's fine, I'll do it." "W-Wait, really?!" Kunimi and Kindaichi both asked at the same time. You laughed and nodded, "Yeah, I mean, it's not like you, Yutaro, of all people, asks of something from me." "[F/N]!" Kindaichi let out a breath of relief, "Thank god." You didn't hear the soft thanks he gave you though as you began filling out the paper, little did you know that you would come to regret this decision for the next several months to come. Flashback end

Your fists were clenched, tail was flexed and at a stand, your ears flattened against your head. But the dangerous aura that was radiating from you made even the coaches step away from you and the second year. "Look, I'll be a respectful kouhai and step away," you growled. The venom in your tone was enough to make Kyotani's anger slightly waver. He had expected you to run away first, tail between your legs, but when he saw you stand up against him, a part of him stubbornly refused to back off from the challenge that has now been initiated. "But," you drawled, now you were slightly relaxed. It wasn't good for you if you blew up in public after all. "Just know that I'll be back for the next several days. I've signed up for this mess," you gestured to the volleyball team. But upon eye contact with the massive wolf, your eyes turned predatory and you swiped your tongue over your lips very briefly, a condescending smirk plays at your lips, "So I'll be back to fix it." Kyotani's eyes narrowed, and then you turned on your heel, grabbing your backpack and bowing in apology to the coach. "I'll see you later Yuu," you called out without looking back. Once the doors closed behind you, you relax your fists, and upon feeling liquid you sighed. Who the hell is he anyways? Upperclassman or not, it doesn't give him the right to do or say any of that stuff. Me? Detrimental to the team? Because I'll distract the boys? If they can't even deal with a single girl during practice, how the hell do they survive during an official match with Oikawa-senpai's overwhelming fan club. You let out a low hiss, That idiotic wolf. Who the hell does he think he is!?

"I wonder what Kyotani-senpai's problem was with [F/N]," Kindaichi muttered as he helped clean up. The second year they were speaking of was pulled aside by the coach, probably being reprimanded for what just happened. Kunimi shrugged as he took down the nets, "Who knows, but that was the first time [L/N]-san got so mad right?" A nod was given for confirmation and the familiar chuckle of Oikawa brought the two's attention back to the task at hand, but Oikawa's statement caused both boys, and the others that were present, to temporarily pause, "Manager-chan probably unintentionally threatened our Mad Dog-chan." "What are you spouting about now Trashykawa?" Iwaizumi butted in. "Well, both Mad Dog-chan and Manager-chan are both hybrids right?" Oikawa points out, "Wolves and Snow Tigers are both predators, and normally both are at the top of the food chain, wouldn't they feel threatened by each other?" "But [F/N] doesn't normally-" "But Manager-chan has the capability of it. Mad Dog-chan happened to pull it out of her." "What are you trying to say Oikawa-senpai?" Yahaba asked, clearly intrigued. "I think our Mad Dog-chan sees Manager-chan as a threat to his position?" "But she's a manager!" Kindaichi protested, not realizing he raised his voice. As soon as all eyes were on him, he lowered his head, "My apologies." "So are you saying it's their animal DNA in them causing them to lash out, Oikawa?" Hanamaki asked. Oikawa laughed, "Who knows!"

You casually sat near the gates of the school. Although you said you were leaving first, a part of you could not help but want to wait for Kindaichi, after all, you two walked home together everyday, it'd be weirder for you to walk home alone than with him. What was his problem anyways? That Kyotani person. You were biting your lower lip, leaving small indents inside and outside and your ears flattened, I didn't even do anything to him. Your tail swished back and forth, and you leaned against the tree you were resting under. Your eyes closed, and it wasn't until you heard the familiar foot steps and chatter of Kindaichi and Kunimi that you opened one eye to peek at them. "You waited?" Kunimi asked. You nodded, brushing your skirt from any dust and sat up. You grabbed your bag and gave them a weak smile, "Sorry for earlier." "It was the first time we saw you get so mad." "I'm not too sure what happened either," you mumbled. Your ears flattened against your head, your tail still swishing languidly and you sighed. The moment he tried to get anywhere near me I felt everything in me basically scream at me to leave. Kindaichi frowned at your sigh and both him and Kunimi gently flicked your forehead at once, and you stumbled back, "Hey!" "Whatever's on your mind, clear it off. You need to help us study now." Kunimi laughed. You laughed at the two boys, "Right. I do." I'll apologize to Kyotani-senpai tomorrow before school. After all, I did make a pretty bad impression and I yelled at a senpai. You internally panicked. Oh my god I yelled back at a senpai. I'm doomed!!!