#washio headcanons

[dapperappleton]

Hard truths about dating HQ characters part 2

A/N: Y'all LOVED the first part of this (like seriously, I don't think I've ever gotten that many notes in that little time) so I decided to make a second part. Enjoy and let me know if there are any more characters you want.

Part 1

Hoshiumi: pretty flaky because he just straight up forgets stuff all the time. This includes important dates and even anniversaries

Kiyoko: literally the only negative thing I could think of is she wouldn't like any pda. Like even holding hands or sitting close enough to touch

Yachi: her anxiety is so bad. She catastrophizes a lot but at least it's better than it was in high school

Fukunaga: comes up with jokes but doesn't say them out loud every time so it seems like he's laughing at his partner sometimes

Inuoka: unconsciously puts things so high up that his partner can't reach. He apologises but won't stop doing it

Lev: jokingly makes fun of his partner but doesn't always realise if he takes it too far

Yahaba: acts like he doesn't care about his partner around others and almost ignores them when hanging out with friends

Kunimi: constantly reschedules dates because he decides he's just not in the mood to go out anymore

Kindaichi: holds grudges for too long and they start to pile up

Kyotani: would be legitimately mean to his partner and not care if they were hurt. Thinks he's right all the time and won't admit when he knows he's wrong

Kamasaki: constantly gets into fights and arguments with his partner and just people in general

Moniwa: tends to be pretty insecure and thinks his partner is way out of his league

Aone: 1 on 1 conversations with him can be hard since he rarely talks. He will talk when necessary but day to day conversations are one sided

Koganegawa: makes promises he doesn't keep. He apologises and seems sincere but continues to break promises

Washio: severe RBF so it's hard to tell what he's feeling. Just looks scary and mad all the time

Terushima: never takes anything seriously, including arguments or legitimate problems, which gets very irritating

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being EJP Raijin’s Manager

Suna’s Crush

Rintaro Suna (featuring EJP) x GN! manager

Warnings: fluff!

AN: this is a request from @kitakashi! Also let’s talk about how freaking 😮‍💨🥵 timeskip Suna is ok 🤚🏻

Ok you are definitely one of the lucky ones YN

I mean, EJP Raijin?!?

Have you SEEN their lineup…

Washio from Fukurodani, Komori from Itachiyama and Suna from Inarizaki???

Like are we being fr right now because 😮‍💨

Anyways, you someone how managed to score this literal dream job

And boy are we all jealous!

I want to say EJP is probably a lot calmer than MSBY and even the Adlers

They give stoic yet sensible vibes

And please, they are absolutely a stellar team!

Middle blocking is dominated by Washio and Suna and Komori handles receives

Defense specialists 👏🏻

Nekoma who? We don’t know them 💅

Anyways your job as manager is exciting and fun

The guys all respect you, helping you out as much as they can

Please Komori and Washio drink respect juice every morning

Washio helps you set up the net while Komori helps you collect volleyballs at the end of practice

But there’s one player in particular who is really attached to you 👀

Yep that’s right! Our precious love Suna Rin

Now Suna doesn’t attach himself to just anyone, oh no

He remains mostly aloof, unbothered by most people and things

But there’s just something about their dear manager that draws him in

Maybe it’s the fact that you let him nap on you 🧐

Or maybe it’s because you make the best bento boxes?

Nah it’s definitely because you add the perfect ratio of protein powder to the teams shakes

Or maybe 👀 just maybe it’s because the man is utterly infatuated with you

Oh that’s definitely it 😏

Suna always volunteers to walk you to the train station and even meets you every morning for coffee

This is strange to the team because before you started, Suna was always the last one to arrive for practice

Heck Komori often had the job of getting Suna TO practice

But not anymore, oh no our precious YN has obliterated any need for that 💅

I bet your thinking “there’s no way EJP hasn’t noticed this change” and you would be correct

Because they most definitely did

But unlike our other feral div. 1 teams, EJP isn’t as dramatic

Or at least, that’s what they’d like you to think 👀

They simply by their time, waiting for the right moment to pounce

Now that doesn’t mean they don’t bait Suna

For instance, you often come up in locker room discussion

“You know, YN is really the best manager. They just do such a great job at everything,” Washio gushes

Suna 👉🏻😐

“And they are super hot! Like wow level hot! Like ‘dang this person actually exists outside of a book’ hot!” Komori says

Suna 👉🏻😐😑

“Honestly I’m surprised Yn is single, it’s not like they don’t get fair share of looks. Sometimes I think they get more attention than we do after the game!” Washio adds

Suna 👉🏻😑😠

“For real! Plus have you seen the number of times they’ve gotten asked out? YN showed me their dms and like it’s insane!” Komori says

Suddenly, a locker slams shut as Suna stomps out from the locker room

Komori and Washio 👉🏻😐😏 got ‘em

Suna knows your popular and it drives him insane!

He’s been wanting to ask you out for a while but he doesn’t want to ruin your friendship or professional relationship

Because you see, Suna actually thinks about things outside of his own feelings

Unlike SOME people

*cough* ATSUMUBOKUTOHINATA *cough*

But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t get jealous

It honestly annoys Komori and Washio that he hasn’t asked you out

Because you see, it’s also obvious to them that YOU like Suna as well

They see how you stare at him and how you smile when he’s around

How you desire to be close to him 🥰

Everyday that passes, they get more and more annoyed that neither of you will make a move

But you see, that’s all about to change

And not because Komori or Washio snaps

Oh no, because the universe has their backs and is sick of this mutual pinning

🙌🏻 picture this 🙌🏻

It’s finally game day and EJP is facing our favs MSBY

😏 you know where I’m going…

And because MSBY isn’t allowed to have a manager yet because they are too feral and might bite, they must simply be satisfied with looking at You

But oh no, that’s not good enough for them

Because our little jackals get so jealous of pretty managers

Especially ones as pretty as you 🥺

So when Atsumu is staring at you a little longer than he should and Suna notices, glaring at his former teammate

Komori and Washio also notice 👀

And ever the opportunist they pounce!

“Hey Yn why don’t you see if the Jackals need help? I mean we’ve got it over here,” Komori suggests

“That’s a great idea Motoya!” You : D

Suna 👉🏻 yeah great idea MOTOYA 😡

You skip over to MSBY as Atsumu continues to stare at you

You smile and laugh with the team as Suna stands there, hands clenched and fuming

“Suna you good man? You look tense?” Washio questions 😏

“I’m fine!” Suna growls out as he turns and stomps away

When the game starts, Suna is on FIRE 🔥

Literally, the wall of Suna

MSBY is struggling hard to score today because Suna is just that on point

When Atsumu attempts a setter dump, Suna shovels it right back in his face scoring a point for EJP

Komori and Washio are standing there like 😌😌

Please they are so satisfied right now

After the game which was dominated by EJP, Atsumu decides he’s going to make the most of this opportunity and ask you out

“Hey YN, I was wondering if you’d like to go out tonight. I could use some consoling,” he says, a sad look on his face

Suddenly a looming presence enters engulfs you

You stiffen, feeling someone behind you as you turn to see Suna literally FUMING 😡

Quick Yn deal with this!

Komori and Washio 👉🏻👀🍿

MSBY 👉🏻 🧍‍♂️👁️👄👁️

“Umm I’m sorry Atsumu but I actually like someone already,” you say as Suna continues to loom

“Oh, yeah no problem-” Atsumu responds, slowly backing away

He has some self-preservation skills ok

You turn to Suna as he continues to glare at Atsumu

Suddenly, he feels lips press to his cheek as he immediately melts

Suna 👉🏻😡😐😳☺️

“YN I like you alot! Would you please go out with me?” He asks as you nodd

“I’ve been waiting for you to ask! Of course I will!” You gush as you hug him, sweat and all

Don’t worry Yn, Komori is totally filming this for you and Suna to watch later 🥰

[deaddriv-talks]

Fukurodani cooking headcanons

Akaashi:

Prefers buying from the cafeteria or a convenience store

Can make a simple onigiri, though. Who can't?

(Answer: a surprising amount of people)

Anahori:

In charge of breakfast at the Anahori household

Can mass-produce scrambled eggs at an insane rate

(The scrambled eggs may be a bit crunchy at times but nobody's complaining here)

Bokuto:

Makes the BEST pancakes

Fluffy and soft, unbelievably delicious, absolute perfection

Literally they're the best ever, would melt the coldest of hearts

I feel like with everything else, his food would be warm and homey

Like, maybe it's a little burnt around the edges, and the consistency's a bit off

But it's full of love, overflowing with it, and you can feel the care that went into preparing it oozing out with each bite

Kaori:

She’s really good at using knives

Chopping, cubing, dicing, slicing

Might be a good idea not to make her mad in the kitchen

Also very practical about ingredients, cookware capacity, and the amount of food needed

But she struggles a bit with timing, and a lot of things end up under or overcooked

Though that might be because she keeps trying to multi-task things

Komi:

Can cook!!!

It just tastes like charcoal

Prefers more primal eating methods, such as cracking raw eggs directly into his mouth

(Please don’t do that, by the way, you can get Salmonella)

Konoha:

Jack of all trades... except one.

Has actually started a fire

("It was one time, c'mon.")

Banned from the kitchen

Onaga:

Cooking is not in his interests

His idea of a "meal" is putting anything between two slabs of bread

(Anahori has FUN with this)

Or just the standard rice + soup + meat

Saru:

Insanely good at specific niche things

But refuses to make anything that doesn’t cater to his... incredibly unique and exclusive palate

Washio:

Never cooked before

But has memorized random recipes and helpful tips from the cookbook his sister gave him that he’ll preach over your shoulder when you’re trying to cook

Yukie:

Who are we kidding she’s the best

You know when those super talented artists make a 30-second sketch and it’s kind of messy but really good?

That’s Yukie with cooking

She uses a lot of approximation

So if you ask her for the recipe for anything she’ll say stuff like "add a reasonable amount of salt" or "stir in the onions when the meat looks brown enough"

Also, she very rarely shares food she makes

A much bigger fan of eating than cooking

[urudogiirusu]

fukurodani body count headcanons

third years

konoha - 4

bokuto - 4

yukie - 3 (akaashi being one of them, but they don’t actually date)

sarukui - 2

kaori - 2 (now loyal gf)

komi - 1 (loyal bf)

washio - 0

second year(s)

akaashi - 5

first years

anahori - 1 (loyal bf)

onaga - 0

[reiners-bratwurst]

Personajes de HQ y sexualidad and other Headcanons por Satoki el androide.

Suna Rintaro: Pansexual y cualquier cosa se la suda. Romanticamente... Demiromantico? No se cierra nunca en las relaciones porque le da un poquito de pánico el compromiso, pero él dice que no va de eso. Te miente en la cara también, porque lo sabe.

Miya Atsumu: Romantico y Bisexual. Sexualmente es potencialmente vainilla boi, quizá hasta un poco torpe.

Sakusa Kiyoomi: Demiromantico y demisexual. Y no me bajo de este carro. Es de los que hasta super enamorado te manda a la mierda porque "Te vas a quedar sola, Lorena" y el contesta "Lo más bonito que me han dicho nunca".

Kozume Kenma: Romantico y demisexual. Lo de romantico también es un poco realtivo, porque su forma de interpetar el romance no es muy clasica que digamos.

Terushima Yuuji: Bisexual. Mas de chavalas que de chicos. Monoromantico, no porque sea sino porque es celoso a morir y prefiere cerrarse puertas a que sus parejas estén con otras personas. ERES UNA RED FLAG BOI.

Fukunaga Shohei: Asexual a full (le da la pereza de la vida el sexo, cabe decir) y Demiromantico (También le da la pereza de la vida).

Miya Osamu: Este hombre es bisexual, polylove, romantico clasico y cursi de los que te da diabetes pero le cuesta un poco de tiempo sacarlo porque procesa las emociones como un windows del 95.

Komori Motoya: Polylove, romantico de me voy a morir con tanto azucar y por favor replanteate el sirope de agave chaval.

Tendo Satori: Gay, monoromantico. Sexualmente creo que anda en el espectro asexual, porque no es como que el factor sexual le pese en exceso.

Bokuto Kotaro: El Polylove no le convence porque a pesar de todo, sexualmente es más abierto, es más monoromantico. Maricon perdido, las chavalas no le llaman más que como un concepto asthetic. Aún así quiere gustarle a las chavalas, quiere gustarle a todo el mundo.

Kuroo Tetsuro: Bisexual, pero siempre ha creido que es gay hasta que se le cruzan algunas chicas que le atraen. Monoromantico, intenta otras cosas pero no le sale entre otras cosas porque huele a celoso de mierda.

Futakuchi Kenji: Él se cree arromantico, pero no es el tipo más cursi del planeta. PEro tiene que mantener esa fachada. Le gustan mayoritaramente los hombres, no se cierra la puerta.

Akaashi Keiji: Es un tipo gay de los más comun. Monoromantico, aunque puede estar abierto a más cosas, es como que su rigidez a veces no le deja.

Oikawa Tooru: GAY. Caprichoso y todo a su manera. Romanticamente ¿hace algo más que mirarse al espejo? ¿Quiere una pareja o un esclavo? En verdad es un bebé que quiere que le amen pero no sabe amarse y no sabe amar bien. Poor boi.

Kunimi Akira: Mas gay y se muere. Pero si le preguntas solo contesta que tú espectifacemte no le interesas así que deja de indagar. Porbablmente demiromantico.

Hinata Shoyo: Bisexual. Mas de chicas que de chicos, y romantico cursi.

Kageyama Tobio: Pues... VOLEIBOLSEXUAL. Si no juegas al voley no le interesas. mayormente es tan MARICON que se muere. Puede desarollar crushes con chavales que no les gusta el voley, pero no duran porque se aburre. Es de esas personas que necesita mucho espacio personal y que la gente se implique en sus intereses. (¿es autista? si).

Semi Eita: Como ISTP le gusta timar a señoras. Bisexual. No sabe tener la polla quieta, si, y le cuesta comunicarse en ese sentido porque tiene ideas como muy clasicas mentidas en la mente.

Iwaizumi Hajime: Yo a este hombre, lo siento pero es mi inclusión forzada de la heterosexualidad. Seguro que lo ha intentado con algún hombre, pero nanai. Es que él es too much energia masculina. No es monoromantico, pero la gente le da mucha pereza así que acaba siendo monoromantico porque si ya cuesta encontrar a una persona para tener una relación sana, imagina encontrar dos.

Ushijima Wakatoshi: Hetero-romantico clasico y asexual. No le interesa el sexo, es más como un concepto teorico para tener hijos y ver la cara de su novia lo más asthetic posible. Lo siento, es otro que más energia masculina y se muere. Me pone, que le vamos a hacer. Como persona con el libido por las nubes y que quiere morir, siempre me atraen los asexuales.

Shirabu Kenjiro: Maricón en el armario y misogino a morir. Aún dice que las chavalas tienen piojos como cuando tenía cinco años. Demiromantico. Insoportable. En verdad, este personaje me gusta eh. Se que no lo parece.

Kyotani Kentaro: Bisexual, aunque es muy demiromantico. Si no te conoce ni de broma le vas a gustar. De hecho quizá también es demisexual. Solo le importa el voley y los animales ( Iwaizumi también es un animal para Kentaro).

Komi Haruki: Anda en el espectro arromantico. Pansexual, pero todo el mundo le parece imbécil. Es porbablemente porque es un poquito narcisista, pero se autoregula bien.

Sarukui Yamato: MARICÓN rico. Puede parecer que es menos clasista que Komi, pero sin iguales en eso, pero interpeta mejor. En realidad es muy monoromantico.

Konoha Akinori: Bisexual en el armario. Se cree hetero y no le saques de ahí que cortocirquitea( para él su atracción hacía Akaashi no es real, o no cuenta, es un montaje de Komi y Sarukui para joderle). Monoromantico y monosexual.

Washio Tatsuki : Su vibra es tan masculina que me da repelus. Sexy. Le molan solo las chavalas. No le asustan los hombres pero no siente atracción y se siente incomodo cuando Komi le hace bromas sexuales.

Onaga Wataru: Boi, este hombre no se cuestiona esas cosas. Si le gusta le gusta, sino no. Mucho texto.

Anahori Shuichi: Es el clasico gay perfomatico, pero en verdad es pansexual. Lo que claro da vibras homo, así que pocas chicas se acercan con intención dé. Monoromantico a morir y se consagra al amor, así que te va a seguir sonriendo si le traicionas pero le dueles mil.

Y continuara...

[yourlocalmeta1head]

Part 3 Cars I Think Haikyuu Characters Would Drive (Fukurodani)

Bokuto: 2009 Scion xB

Akaashi: Volvo S60

Washio: 1969 Toyota Hilux

Sarukui: 2005 Chevorlet Cavalier

Konohana: 2012 Toyota Prius V

Anahori: 2014 Chevorlet EXPRESS

Komi: 2014 Mercedes-Benz B-Class

Onaga: 2010 Jeep Wrangler

Shirofuku: 2010 Lexus IS

Suzumeda: 2010 Subaru Outback

Yamiji: 2012 Kia Forte

[fulloffencekurooishotterthanyou]

HELLOOO!!!

First of I wanna say I just LOVE the way u write ur work is so good ur like one of my fav acc on tumblr. Also I saw that u have ur request open and I wanted to know if by any chance you could write abt how the haikyuu boys would react to meeting a beautiful fan.

HIII tysm Anon, that is so very very kind of you <3 I am honoured to be one of your fave acc's, ty for the request :3

He's absolutely speechless. Someone is shaking his shoulders to get him to leave the court, but his sole focus is on you. A teammate later drags him off because he doesn't want to take his gaze off you and he knows he has to find you later. He would probably keep thinking about you in a daze, hoping to see you again. And coincidentally, when he's leaving the venue, he does. You're gorgeous and his eyes never stray far from you, until your pupils go wide and you start laughing. He looks around cluelessly before realising his shirt is on backwards because he was too busy daydreaming about you.

Kageyama, Bokuto, Semi, Komori, Yamaguchi, Osamu, Kunimi, Lev, Sakusa, Goshiki, Washio, Sugawara, Fukunaga, Aone, Kindaichi, Konoha

A beautiful fan? Where? Oh, there. The second his eyes find your figure, he's fighting the urge to yell out how divine you are to the entire stadium. He's annoying ALL of his teammates, "Look! Over on the left! I have a super beautiful fan sitting right there!" Chances are he doesn't stop talking abt you to his friends because he is absolutely hooked. You become the subject of his mind and he always tries that extra bit harder when he sees you've come to cheer him on again. At some point, he definitely forgets everything and goes up to you, much to your delight. He's too busy staring at you that he almost forgets to ask you out.

Atsumu, Kuroo, Oikawa, Hinata, Tendou, Koganegawa, Yamamoto, Hanamaki, Yaku, Nishinoya, Matsukawa, Tanaka, Yahaba, Terushima

He starts staring immediately. It's not subtle and yet you almost don't notice it at first. You're waiting outside with some other fans of his team and you're startled to see him staring at you as if he has hearts in his eyes. He doesn't mean to keep his gaze on you for so long, but he can't find the words to say anything to someone with such beauty. He's too shy to approach you, but before he leaves, he definitely looks behind him to see you one more time. After attending a few more games, he'll eventually go up to you, unless you say something to him first which he'll undoubtedly love.

Kenma, Asahi, Shirabu, Iwaizumi, Daishou, Ennoshita, Kita, Akaashi, Ushijima, Tsukishima, Suna, Kyoutani, Daichi, Aran, Kai, Futakuchi

[houseoftheanimefreak]

HAIKYUU SEXUALITY HEADCANONS

🦉 Fukurodani Edition 🦉

Washio Tatsuki: Gay. When I first sat down and decided to give most of these characters a sexuality headcanon, I saw him and my first thought was "yeah there is no way he is into women." So I cannot for the life of me see him as anything other than a functional gay man. He definitely thinks Konoha and Akaashi are very pretty. Also thinks that Inarizaki's #2 middle blocker is very handsome.

Sarukui Yamoto: Bisexual with a female preference. I honestly really ship him with Shirofuku and I have no idea why. I just went "they are totally dating" one day and it's kind of just stuck. But I can also see him getting together with Komi or even just another boy (on his team or not) in general. He's a bit of a bi disaster sometimes but he's mostly functioning. Totally refers to Shirofuku as his wife later in their relationship.

Bokuto Koutarou: Pansexual. Now I know what you're all probably thinking. And I'm not gonna lie and say you aren't right, but you're only half right. I can see Bokuto having the ability to love someone SO much. He loves anyone and everyone. Obviously has a thing for Akaashi but also thinks Konoha is very pretty and handsome. Thought Shirofuku was very beautiful when he saw her for the first time. Total b(romance) with Kuroo.

Akaashi Keiji: Pansexual. I am quite unsure why I think this label fits him so well. Obviously he has an thing for Bokuto, but I can also see him falling in love with Ennoshita or Konoha. Thinks Suzumeda is very pretty as a female and could see himself dating her if he felt any attraction towards her. He's still a bit unsure of his identity, but he likes the label pansexual so he sticks with it despite what anyone else says.

Konoha Akinori: Bisexual with no preference. So I sort of saw him as gay when I first started making headcanon lists. Then I started seeing the potential of him with girls and decided he would be bisexual. Now he has had crushes on every single one of his teammates, cause he just loves easily like that, but Washio, Komi and Akaashi are the only ones still going strong. Thinks the managers are too pretty for this world. Also thinks that Kai is very very handsome and that he wouldn't mind kissing him–

Onaga Wataru: Panromantic Asexual. Now he gives me the vibe of a sex repulsed asexual. He's still a bit nervous about the label though because it's all very new to him. Romantically, I can see him be interested in everyone on the team at least once. Definitely nursed a puppy crush on Bokuto during his first few months as a first year. Thinks Akaashi is very pretty (like everyone else though for real). He thinks Washio is so goddamn handsome it is not even funny, like holy shit please praise his blocks more–

Komi Haruki: Pansexual. Can and will hit on anything that doesn't say no. He's always on the lookout for somebody to love. Has the tiniest little crush on Konoha. Appreciates the fact that both Washio and Bokuto can bench press him with those tree trunks they have for arms. Thinks Onaga is cute but like in a boyish way. Probably had a puppy crush on Suzumeda in their first year after he saw her giggle at something stupid Bokuto did.

Suzumeda Kaori: Straight Asexual. Now contrary to what the rest of the fandom headcanons her as, I just cannot see her crushing on any girls. I also see her as sex repulsed like Onaga, hence her joking with the team about how her and Onaga are the team's "real aces". She's very supportive of her teammates and will punch someone out if they give her team any trouble.

Shirofuku Yukie: Straight. Now I would be lying if I said shipping her with Sarukui had nothing to do with if, but similarly to Suzumeda I just cannot see her being interested in other girls at all. She's very comfortable with herself and her identity and is very supportive of the rest of the team. She does think Bokuto is cute, but in a "not attracted to you" kind of way. Probably dated a boy or two in junior high before Sarukui.

[obamousse]

This is what explaining politics feels like.

okay here's what i think the all-stars dynamic looks like: komori is yaku's megafan. iizuna is yaku's friend. sakusa respects iizuna and loves his cousin so he's belligerently civil with yaku and yaku is passive-aggressively kind in turn. yaku likes atsumu because they're the same kind of straightforward and so he's on atsumu's side whenever atsumu and oikawa beef, which means oikawa does NOT like yaku, made even more so by the fact that yaku and iizuna are friends. iizuna doesn't realize oikawa has petty one-sided beef with him and keeps trying to befriend him/form an "upperclassmen coparenting setter duo" that they can lord over atsumu and kageyama while everyone silently watches in horrified fascination. atsumu and oikawa would throw down but don't because it'd make hinata sad. oikawa and ushijima are civil enough to share drinks at the bar and ushijima actually gets drunk enough to spill his entire sob story and an apology ten years late but, hey, better late than never. ushijima and kiryuu are bros who bond over having goshiki as a junior and goshiki will tell anyone and everyone what an honor it was to have played with THE ushijima wakatoshi in high school and what an honor it is to be currently playing with THE kiryuu wakatsu on the azuma pharmacy green rockets and that it's such an honor to be playing with the both of them together. kiryuu still has yet to figure out the key to understanding bokuto but likes him well enough to roll with whatever he does, and bokuto ropes kiryuu into hanging out with him, washio, yaku, and tora. tora and all the others from the second-year gen unite into some terrible nightmare squad that collectively own a brain cell (some things you just never grow out of), which means at any given point you will find them causing absolute chaos. aran is on damage control and it gives him a migraine, but he and iizuna bond because four out of seven in this nightmare squad fall into inarizaki-itachiyama joint custody. in the meantime hyakuzawa is nervously fluttering around because he really doesn't know anyone other than his fellow first-year gen peeps, but the middle blockers take him under their wing even tho hakuba scared him by chanting "one of us! one of us!" when they dragged him out to eat. hinata feels like a proud parent when he sees this and tells kageyama that he should do the same thing to make atsumu, oikawa, and iizuna get along, to which kageyama goes "wait, they don't?"

joffe asks inunaki if it's always like this and inunaki is like "yeah, pretty much! welcome to the team :)"

[spidermilkshake]

Rethink Gemini--Chapter 2

(This is an AU Buso Renkin fanfiction, with an alternate canon that massively subverts the source material! Read at one's own risk of confusion and/or entertainment!)

Trigger Warnings for this story: References to death, references to child abuse including systemic child abuse.

2

9:45 a.m., Tuesday, June 25th 2002

            It hadn’t taken very long after the two remaining elder Homunculi situated the twins that they fell into a deep, dark sleep—dreamless and heavy from their exhaustion. For the first night in a long time they did not feel the need to keep on alert and wild.

            They’d been placed in a room on the far end of one of the conjoining hallways, tucked into a corner on a floor mattress and burrowed into a pile of blankets. There was otherwise just a low table, a small electric fan to keep the small room cool, and an overhead light which was weak and yellowed to decorate the cool brick walls and old, dull carpet.

            When Ouka opened her eyes, her head happened to be turned towards the table across from the curled-up children. Last night she hadn’t noticed anything of interest on it, but now she made out in the dim lighting a pair of folded-up outfits and an additional two bottles of something, still quite cold from the glistening condensation beading on it. Her stirring began to wake Shusui as well, who disentangled himself from his sister and sat up with bleary eyes and a yawn.

            “Look,” she pointed to the clothes and beverages. Shusui observed them quietly, eyes sharpening as he woke up fully. The young pair silently decided to parse out these gestures of caretaking, changing first back-to-back and then examining the bottles. They were chocolate milks, as far as they could tell.

            “Sister,” Shusui sat with folded legs, staring intently into the half-drained bottle he’d claimed. Ouka copied him, but faced perpendicular so she also could see the door. They both had the sense that they should be waiting for one of the Homunculi to arrive, though neither had much insight into why they had such an anticipation.

            “Yes?”

            “These people are…” Shusui made a strange frown. He had almost said they were nice, or kind, or even… good, but it was hard to imagine such a thing. The hurt so far had been great.

            “I think we should go with them,” Ouka understood her twin’s meaning, sipping her milk though not really tasting it. “… I have a good feeling.”

            “You remember what Mita-san said?” Shusui murmured. He almost had to hear a confirmation from the only person he still loved and trusted. Ouka nodded.

            “About Norinaka-san?” She too sounded dubious, but hopeful, “That he would take us to his house?”

            “Where is his house?” Shusui wondered, fidgeting with the cap of his now-empty milk. “Is it not here?”

            “I don’t know. We should ask.”

            There was a soft rapping of bony knuckles on the doorway which cut their low conference short. The lilting voice they now recognized called out:

            “Kiddos? You awake yet?”

            “Yes, Sir.” Shusui answered, sounding much shyer than he would have liked to. He sat up a little taller and compensated.

            “Mhn, may I enter?” he chuckled. He was made to wait patiently, still with a few soft chuckles under his breath as the two children looked at each other stunned.

            “Y-yes, Sir,” Ouka finally eked out, and the door handle rattled open with a click and the portal swung inward a foot or so. Moonface’s odd face popped into view, already smiling cheerfully.

            “We—ell, good morning you two,” he practically sang at them. “I see you liked Nori-kun’s presents, yeah?”

            “Oh,” Ouka blinked owlishly and fidgeted with the sleeve of her new shirt. “These are from Norinaka-san?”

            “Right,” Moonface snickered and pointed over his shoulder, “I’d have got you something, but he was not happy with my attempt last night. But if you’re hungry, he and some good friends have got you some breakfast.”

            “Friends?”

            “More of us,” he opened the door wider as Shusui came up so the boy could exit. “Including our top boss. She’s a lovely comrade! Definitely worth meeting for you two!”

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            Being underground, the two children did not notice any improvement in the hall’s lighting as they followed Moonface’s lanky stride. It was quickly clear they were returning to the small, clean room they had been brought to and cared for in yesterday night. Moonface propped the door open wide and bowed—ushering the two in with the wide gesture.

            Shusui and Ouka’s eyes widened. Within, they were greeted with a much populated room than before. Norinaka was present, though distracted with arguing with a strange and intimidating new man over the back of his chair. This newcomer had profoundly more ferocious eyes that any other—sharp, slanted, golden with jarringly red irises—and a wild blond haircut complimenting a rough and patched fur-lined jacket. The man’s glare snapped to the kids for a second but dropped back to the round man immediately as if averse to meet the gaze of the small children. Opposite these two were three more strangers with two of them being just as daunting and scary. One was all muscle and powerfully upswept forelock (with the blond highlight streak of a stereotypical ruffian and all) and strongly resembling a larger, darker-skinned Japanese John Travolta. This man noted the kids shuffling forward, and seemingly also their wary glances in his direction since he uncrossed his burly arms to hunch lower, smaller, and flash a friendly grin at them. The other followed her companion’s gaze but remained impassive; she was not large—a fairly ordinary-looking woman with a understated haircut and plain, almost tomboyish clothing—but her eyes were unnerving large, and almost equipped with slitted pupils, long ovals embedded like deep pits in brilliant green expanses. These glinted in that iridescent gold and blue way a cat’s or a fox’s does in poor lighting. These frightening eyes hooded as she studied over the quiet twins, unbothered as Shusui leveled a protective glare back.

            The third on that side was far more like the children, and sitting less prominently on the floor against the wall. Wearing only brown overalls, slouching and not once looking directly at the twins, squinting heavily instead down at the laptop set on the floor. He was obviously close to their age—probably a maximum of 10 years old—and looked dramatically out of place.

            However, Ouka and Shusui could no longer focus on others in the small room as the leader seated at the end of the table peered up and smiled at their arrival. Moonface left them to their chairs and went to lean on the wall by the fierce-eyed man, and as the children settled, they had their senses drawn over to a long, flat box laid close to their space.

            “Hello. Shusui, and Ouka, right?” The leader said, her voice carrying and giving the impression right away she outstripped each of the wild and dangerous-looking characters sharing the room. Ouka nodded, scanning this woman with an awestruck interest. She was extremely pretty, elegant in posture, a sleeveless power vest decorated with floral designs and skirt matching it on her deceptively ordinary and slender form. Her face was framed with long, silky bangs and her eyeshadow a delicate mix of purples and greens. As she raised both hands to gesture kindly towards the mystery box, the girl also perked up at the shimmery indigo-polished nails, “I am Sasaki Hanabusa—but you two are probably hungry by now, so please, help yourselves before we go any further.”

            The contents were revealed to be a variety of—noticeably healthy and wholesome—edibles along with the waft of aromatic steam. They were partitioned by sweet and savory: Pancakes, rice cakes, clementine slices and the like, and pickled radishes, cucumber, and sweet peppers, salted salmon and toast slices. Taking the woman’s advice, the kids dug in.

            Norinaka smirked, peering back at the fierce-eyed man once more, “See? They’re no problem. So much for your worries.”

            “Hmph,” the man tilted his head and watched the youngsters shoveling breakfast into their face heedless of being surrounded by supernatural beings, “And when they are not being bribed with food?”

            “Relax, Washio,” Moonface whispered, “They’re alright, really. C’mon, they can’t be older than six. Cool your head, enh.”

            When the tray of breakfast was almost picked clean, Sasaki Hanabusa pushed a fresh pair of mugs towards the children, which Norinaka hastily helped to scoot the rest of the way into their reach. Through the aromatic steam of the green tea, they noticed for the first time the file folder she had just flipped open in front of her. Scarcely did they have enough time to wonder what was filling the bleak-looking pages within when the leader began to explain it to her audience.

            “Mita filled me in on your situation last night,” she began, an indigo nail trailing down a document before tapping upon it pensively, “While we already believed you, I had a few favors called in and was given this…

            “It verifies everything. The police reports, hospital records, and the little that could be found about that, hmph, foster house…”

            Norinaka blatantly flinched at the words “foster house”; it appeared the others had been advised of the file, the iron-hard proof of the sickening experiences of the wayward twins. He kept glancing over to them, worry creasing his forehead and dimples.

            “In light of all this,” she flipped the file shut with a hard finality, “I invite the two of you to shelter here, in this safehouse, if you wish to. We can easily provide everything you might need to be comfortable here for a time.”

            Ouka and Shusui looked to each other in unsure silence before realizing they were free to reply.

            “O-okay,” Ouka spoke for both of them, shooting a sheepish look over towards the stoutest of the gathered men. Norinaka’s expression betrayed nothing but his continued concern. “We really can..?”

            “Of course. We’ve all agreed this is the least we can do for the two of you.

            “If there is some other arrangement you’d consent to,” Hanabusa nodded and smiled, “Then we can talk about it at any time.”

            At this, the hard-eyed man with the golden hair shuffled his jacketed shoulder and emitted a low growl; to which Moonface glanced down his thin nose with hooded eyes and scoffed, and Norinaka aimed a razor-sharp glare at his neighbor’ discontentment.

            “Since you would be staying with us for at least some time, we ought to introduce you to the rest of us—”

            “Mita, Nori and me y’know already,” Moonface grinned, then cackled nervously as both the slitted-eyed stranger and Hanabusa eyed him. One lanky hand thumped down chummily on the fierce-eyed fellow’s shoulder, causing him to jolt and growl again for more understandable reasons, “This here’s Washio! And don’t you kids fret—he don’t bite. Ain’t as scary as he looks at all!”

            “That’s enough, Lunnara,” their leader said with cool firmness. “We can all speak for ourselves, including young Washio.”

            “Get your hand off,” the younger man in question grumbled, sloughing Moonface’s long digits away, before the others spoke in rotation:

            “Thank you, Sasaki-san,” the slitted-eyed woman gave a curt, short bow, “I am Tsuge Kyou. This is not my usual area of jurisdiction, but since Moonface contacted headquarters and let me know of the urgent matter I came here as early as I could to oversee the situation. I represent the interests of our superiors while I’m visiting,” her large eyes narrowed slightly, giving them an iridescent greenish glint. “While I am here, feel free also to come to me and ask about what might come next for you. There are several homes that could be open to you—in Saitama or Tokyo.”

            “Tokyo?” Ouka whispered under her breath, close enough she hoped only her twin might hear. Shusui suppressed a shiver; Tokyo was big. Big, and far. Well… as far as a five-year-old who had never traveled beyond city limits could comprehend.

            “If you prefer some other choice, we will respect your wishes.” Kyou said as she leaned back and crossed her arms lightly. As she went quiet once more, something or someone jogged the buff Travolta-look-alike under the table. The large man gasped, straightened up with a fidget and a light flush of embarrassment before he stammered into his introduction.

            “Er, uh, hi,” he flashed another wide grin, “Name’s Saruwatari. Saruwatari Higuma—just call me Saru, eh?”

            The strange child hunching over the laptop gave a furtive glance around through heavily-squinted eyes before mumbling in an awkward voice:

            “’M Kawazui.” And he ducked his face back down to the small screen, typing rapidly for a few seconds before falling silent.

            “There are more of us here, or who come and go, though we couldn’t all be here today, of course.” Hanabusa continued with a slight smile. “In time maybe you’ll meet them all. For now, is there anything you’d like to know?”

            “Yeah,” Shusui peeped, “Where is Mita?”

            “At work,” she explained, “He is a professor at the academy down the hill, so he’s never that far away. He should come by this evening.”

            The boy mulled this over, impatient. In a joint movement, the twins shot a telling glimpse over to Norinaka, wondering over the tall, stern man’s words he’d left them with last night. Why hadn’t the plump, dark-haired man made any mention of what Mita had suspected? Would he bring it up? Perhaps it would be up to them to speak to their interests—much as the freedom they’d had during the rest of their stay here among these strange folk.

            “Um.” Ouka squeaked, pushing with her palms on the tabletop to peek higher in her seat, “Are you all like Moonface?”

            Washio scowled deeply and muttered something into his collar as he pressed deeper into the back of his chair, almost as if he were recoiling from the little girl, but Sasaki’s eyebrow merely raised with intrigue and her eyes glinted in recognition. “Ahh… I thought Mita did mention that you slipped up a little,” she tilted her head towards the odd-featured Russian though didn’t grace him with a proper look, “You’d be right. We’re all of the same type of being as him—well, at least all of us here at the moment are.

            “We have plenty of human friends in our number too. Given how you came to be here, we’d welcome you to join us gladly. But… it’s a bit early for the official business. It’s better to just let you know a bit what’s going on, and talk about what you’d like in the near future.”

            “If you’re not humans, what are you?” Shusui asked. Kyou’s eyes gleamed, watching the boy’s expression and reactions with intrigue while their leader laced her fingers together and took a deep breath in preparation.

            “We are called Homunculus—Homunculi. As to what that is, it’s actually quite complex. We aren’t born in the traditional sense as much as, well, created. What you need to know at this point is that none of us in this room are only as we appear right now. Each of us has two shapes. Some… more than two.”

            “Like a werewolf?” Ouka chirped.

            “Erm, yes. Sort of. Except not like in the movies, of course. We’re thinking, feeling people and not monsters, of course.”

            “You can change all the time?”

            “Yes, but only when it’s safe to show our true forms. There are those out there who think we are monsters, and those people would kill us on sight if they could tell us from the human beings around us. We have to keep safe. They’ll even kill our friends who are human as well. For your safety it is important that you keep these things I’m telling you a secret,” her eyes hardened, “and never mention things like ‘homunculi’ or the safehouse when anyone unfamiliar is around!”

            “Yes ma’am,” Ouka nodded vigorously, mouth set in a determined little grin.

            “Yeah,” Shusui mirrored, locking eyes with the woman. “We promise.”

            “Thank you for your understanding,” Hanabusa’s smile widened. Kyou’s immobile face twitched in acknowledgement, sharing a glance towards the odd crescent-haired figure with a flicker of a hint before returning to scrutinizing the kids. Moonface, as if reading her mind, tipped his head in a subtle nod. “Now, is there anything else you’d like to know before we adjourn this meeting?”

            In their heads, the fervent question was repeating, giving them the urge to keep checking Norinaka for signs he was about to say it for them. Finally, Ouka said meekly: “What about… Was Mita-san right? He said Norinaka-san might…”

            “Eh?” Saruwatari grunted in confusion over the silent puzzlement of the two women, the hawk-eyed youth, and the now-oblivious child at his laptop. The stout man, however, had all hardness or doubt melt from his rounded features as he put together what the children were implying.

            “Oh, kids…” he half-choked, raising up two thick, warm palms is a gesture half-benevolent and half-uncertain, “Are you, er, you sure that’s somethin’ you’d want?”

            “Norinaka?” Hanabusa’s eyes had widened somewhat, seeking clarity from the man being named, “What is it they mean? You’ve discussed this before now?”

            “I—I mean, I only mentioned to Mita that, well, I thought a safehouse mightn’t be the safest, er, heh, the best place for such young Familiars…” he managed before trailing off. The little girl, however, hopped up all but glowing with hope.

            “So Mita-san was right! You want us to stay at your house!”

            “I—” the plump homunculus had to compose himself again, all but ambushed by their eager acceptance, “Kids, I—what I want is what you feel right with.”

            “And if what Shusui and Ouka here feel is right for them is to accept you as a guardian,” Sasaki continued in a level tone, “Is that something you are able and willing to offer?”

            “Wh—Of course, yes!” The man jumped up in place, wanting to seem anything but unwilling in front of the orphaned twins, “I, ah, I do think they should know where they’d be going before deciding anything for good!”

            “Still in Inume?” Kyou stared up deep into the man’s psyche, “Nice little lakeside house as I recall. Quiet lane. Only a short bus trip to Kamigawa. Walking distance from the village. Need they know more, considering what they came from?”

            “Shh,” the man tried to hush her before she could go further into the horrific past, but the kids had been all ears towards what sounded like a new and refreshingly different future. Their eyes met, shining, silently and almost psychically agreeing that the one brief description seemed like a bright star in a dark world.

            “L-let’s just not be too hasty. It’s only been one night,” Norinaka gave a nervous chuckle and smiled at the youngsters, “I’d be happy t’ have you two, if this is what you want. I’d just want you to have some time to know what you’re in for first. And, ah, I’d hafta scramble to get some space ready for you two. This is so fast, y’know?”

            “We don’t mind.” Ouka said, sweetly, and the homunculus’s eyes glistened with water in surprise.

            “Oh! Oh… y’ poor things,” he turned away, nudging Moonface, “Y-y’ have a tissue handy?”

            “Geez, Nori-kun,” the lanky homunculus snickered, passing him a disposable tissue from a pocket of his suit jacket in a swift movement, “you soft mess!”

            “Shuttup,” Norinaka muffled through dabbing eyes and nose. At the head of the table, Hanabusa held her chin tightly, suppressing a laugh.

            “Well, if that’s all for now,” she spoke up, in a clear and satisfied voice, “then we can all go our own ways for the moment. Ouka, Shusui—perhaps you’d like to be shown around the place so you aren’t lost? You can meet some of the others at the same time.”

            “Oh! Yes, ma’am,” they nodded, speaking almost is unison.

            “Very good.” Sasaki stood, tucking the file under her arm, “Perhaps Norinaka could guide you today. It’ll give you three a chance to talk, hm?”

            “Right.” The plump man said as he stood up, motioning to them, “Come on then, kids. Kawazui—you too, c’mon.”

            “But why?” the juvenile homunculus whined, his black-and-red eyes widening as he pouted, before a look from Hanabusa sent him scuttling upright with laptop wrapped in his arms.

            “Kyou, Moonface and I have more sensitive things to discuss. Go.”

            Once the children and their new chaperone had vacated the premises, Saruwatari hemmed and hawed a bit while Washio looked to each of his elders remaining in the room with questions in his piercing amber eyes.

            “Er, uh, I’m assumin’ us two also maybe don’t need to be here?” the hulking youngster ventured. “This is X Circle business or what?”

            “It isn’t exclusively X Circle business.” Kyou answered, hooding her impassive gaze but watching the file under Sasaki’s arm as if troubled by its hidden contents. “If you aren’t needed elsewhere, it would be advisable to remain and hear this.”

            “I will stay then,” Washio settled again, turning his stare upon Hanabusa in rapt attention.

            “Ah… I think I oughta go let th’ guys know those kids’re gonna be runnin’ around,” Saru said, standing with a loud chair scrape and sidling towards the door. Kyou nodded, and the four left around the quiet table in the underground room ignored his departure further, in favor of the sharper, darker topic lingering on the minds of those who’d studied the files beforehand.

            “So that foster-house, if you could call it that,” Moonface’s standard cheery grin had warped into a much more serious sneer around the unsavory words, “What’d you find?”

            “Not me. Suzuki did the hard part. And it was apparently damn hard to find even this much.” Hanabusa said, flipping the folder open and retrieving two sheets from within. They were obviously hastily-done photocopies of official documentation sent to be archived in a courthouse, done on a time limit and squirreled away by someone with access to the data but no permission to let it leave the room. The top header of these had a facility name and insignia just about legible at the top: Saint Germaine Children’s Shelter of Ginsei-Saitama. She slapped these pages down upon the tabletop, allowing Kyou to pull one towards herself to scan this odd title. “If anything, the difficulty in finding anything about this place is suspect in itself. Note the name of it.”

            “St. Germaine, mnh?” Moonface’s many bared teeth grit together, an eyebrow ticking up in an arc—knowing the reference, and disgusted by the irony. “Like our suspicious little hospital up towards Minano?”

            “Exactly. It appears they have some organizational ties. The Hayasaka twins were sent there immediately from the hospital without a civil hearing with a public counselor or any proceedings to determine if they had any living relatives. There’s also plenty of records of admissions of apparently “parentless children”. But almost no records of adoptions from this place. Or aging out.”

            Washio’s usually fierce-looking eyebrows hiked up in strong surprise, and a hint of morbid curiosity, “…H-how? How could that be..?”

            “I think we all know how.” Kyou spat, pushing the document back towards its cohort. “Weapons Alchemists. They’re using this orphanage as a recruitment pool. Only about twenty percent of the kids that go in are accounted for going out.”

            “They—” Washio’s voice croaked, choking out from the creeping revulsion as he held back his gorge. Moonface nodded in grim knowledge; his tone was blistering and snarky as he elaborated further for the shocked youngster:

            “This ain’t the first time they’ve done this, either. They snatch up kids and teens who they see as ‘witnesses’ of course, but at the rate their shock troops and rookies rush into a fight with a homunculus, or even an armed Familiar, more than their match, a little post-incident kidnapping here and there couldn’t keep up. You follow?”

            “Ugh…”

            “This one’s gotta be more recent.” The odd-featured homunculus theorized as he leaned back against the wall, fished a toothpick out of his breast pocket and beginning to reflexively gnaw on it between phrases. “Probably set itself up not too long after St. Germaine’s Hospital in Minano, which would make it just about twelve years old now. That’s not long at all compared to the other kiddie-farm operations I’ve seen…”

            “Gods!” Washio winced, “Don’t call it that.”

            “’Swhat it is, to the Weapons Alchemists.” Moonface dismissed. “’Recruitment farm’ sound better? They set up as a children’s shelter, get themselves official through those infiltrating the local governments, then instead of just nabbing unattended children at the scenes of their fights or anomalies—suddenly they get dozens of potential rookies funneled right to them.

            “I’m sure they only pick out the most malleable to join their army and erase from their records. Still, a better recruitment pool than the random chance of finding a fresh traumatized abductee to justify spiriting away to their training camps.” Moonface growled, his toothpick jumping about. “If these kiddos hadn’t run away from there… well, let’s just say we might’ve seen them in the future, but not under good terms.”

            Washio’s head lowered, his forearms braced on the table, silent. Hanabusa slipped the files back into her folder.

            “So,” she glanced over towards Kyou, whose eyes were glistening with thoughts and suppressed anger, “The L.X.E. will be hearing about this… institution. I’ll pass these files on to you to add into evidence.”

            “I’ll inform you both as soon as I know it is brought before the Elder’s Circle,” she promised, and Washio peered up towards her as she stood swiftly and took hold of the documentation.

            “Aren’t you going to do something about this?”

            “We are.” Kyou snapped, “Obviously like with the hospital, we cannot just barge in or do anything to completely dismantle and shut down this place. It still exists as the only orphanage facility in this part of the prefecture—if it gets ruined there won’t be any place for orphaned or abandoned kids.” She narrowed her large eyes, darkening them into wide pools of deep turquoise instantaneously, “There’d be nowhere to house them but random foster families. There’s not enough of those—and that’s not even much better than the current arrangement. We can’t just shut down the hospital or the children’s shelter, because aside from the secret operations they serve as fronts for, they are also functioning hospitals and children’s shelters. In the case of these, the only ones in this city.” She leaned down slightly, “You get it?”

            “Yes…” Washio averted his gaze to the tabletop, bitterly.

            “Hey, chin up,” Moonface chuckled, ruffling the dispirited younger man’s golden hair and this time not being rewarded with a grumble or a squirm away, “We will do something about this. Just because we can’t shut their shit down doesn’t mean we can’t do somethin’ more… subtle.”

            “I think that’s enough for now. Wait and see what the Elders think.” Hanabusa cautioned the lanky man. “We can’t afford to be reckless. If the Weapons Alchemist Army really does recruit from that place, it will be carefully guarded and watched. We’ll need more recon to proceed—and to have the right Operators on this job.”

            “I could be a right Operator…”

            “You want to be, but that doesn’t mean you should.” She sighed, exasperated. “What did I just say? No being reckless, no matter how much you want to get your claws in those people. Wait to hear what the Elders think.”

            “In that case,” Moonface swaggered a few steps to the door, biting the toothpick so hard that it splintered and bent between his grinning teeth, “I think I’ll check on how our boy Nori’s doin’ with the kids while I wait on that. Just you say the word, and I’ll be ready to join th’ team faster than you can say ‘dead scumbag’, ehheh.”

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[loveephia]

Hi! I hope you are doing well 🩷

I love your works!!

If you take requests, could you do the headcanons for "being Fukurodani's pretty manager" ??

you as fukurodani's beautiful manager.

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, reader is akaashi's cousin, reader is as pretty as kiyoko shimizu and alisa haiba, you're a second year here, bokuto kinda likes you, quite long.

⚠ warning/s: none.

note: ENJOY READING ANON AND THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REQ!!! :DDD maybe i should work on a karasuno ver. and aoba johsai ver. too..

inarizaki ver. | nekoma ver. | shiratorizawa ver. | aoba johsai ver.

goodnight and goodbye

yukie and kaori were searching hardcore for a new manager to take over because they were both in their third year, and soon enough, they'll be graduating

and you just so happened to stumble into the third year's classroom while carrying the teacher's papers

yukie and kaori's mind SYNCED at the sight of you.

"of course, akaashi's cousin! why didn't we think of that before?" kaori scream-whispered to yukie

so now, here you are, at the gym entrance with yukie and kaori by your side

akaashi perks his brow before asking, "y/n, what are you doing here?"

"yukie promised me a supply of lemon bread if i became your guys' manager." you simply answered as yukie brought up two thumbs up in confirmation

"our y/n is going to be super helpful, no?" kaori said, placing both her palms on your shoulders

"no way, y/n will be our manager?!" bokuto exclaimed, having just entered the gymnasium

you turned around and smiled gleefully. "hello, kō!"

bokuto's heart pounds at the given nickname. "hey, hey!" he greets

you already knew the members, and they knew you too! you actually came by the gym often to drop something off for akaashi

konoha really likes you, like really

washio just deadpans because there's nothing much to say between you two.

you think sarukui is pretty fun to be with!!

haruki likes to joke around with you :3

wataru's like the fourth manager because hE'S VERY HARDWORKING FROM WHAT YOU'VE SEEN

oh dear, if only you knew how much stress they'd cause you while on trial.

there's SO.. SO SO SO MANY STRAYS..

this is more cardio than you'll ever get in PE

"i want to quit..!" you thought, picking up one ball after another

"hey, y/n!" bokuto calls out, and you look up at him

he does a little finger heart with one hand, and your stomach is just filled with little butterflies from the silly encouragment

you return the finger heart with a bashful expression, and bokuto smiles all giddily

akaashi just stands in the middle of the gym, contemplating anything and everything.

"y/n -> bokuto = bokuto & akaashi = in-laws."

i mean.

akaashi doesn't mind since bokuto is a great guy, and he'd much rather you be engaged to his best friend than anyone else right now

but still.

"i need to sit down.." akaashi mutters as sarukui laughs at him

© lowercase intended | loveephia

[sunsetberry]

fukurodani masterlist

haikyuu masterlist

KOTARO BOKUTO

KEIJI AKAASHI

YAMATO SARUKUI

boyfriend headcanons

whisper

AKINORI KONOHA

matchmaker

TATSUKI WASHIO

kitty

HARUKI KOMI

main character

WATARU ONAGA

pudding

SHUICHI AHAHORI

ice skating

[deaddriv-talks]

Can they solve a Rubik's cube? (Fukurodani headcanons!)

Akaashi: - Yes - Probably one of the various things he's learned to keep himself occupied as a child - Also unsolved cubes bother him - Occasionally gets his Rubik's cube off his shelf to solve as a stress-reliever

Anahori: - Can solve a 2x2!! - Probably collects 3x3s with pretty designs or colors for fun - He keeps them in a box under his desk with the words "IF YOU MESS WITH THESE I WILL KILL YOU" scrawled on it - Because he can't solve them back

Onaga:  - Yep - Takes him a bit, because he keeps forgetting the order of the turns - But he can solve it :) - Once Anahori realizes this he takes all the cubes his brothers messed with to him - Onaga becomes the cube unscrambler

Kaori: - Nope - Has a nerdy older brother who loved all sorts of puzzle toys - So she kind of stayed away from them in general

Konoha:  - Tried to solve one in his second grade of primary school after watching a speedcuber video - Except he didn't know there was a method to it - Struggled for four hours, cried, and swore off Rubik's cubes for the rest of his life

Komi:  - Can't haha - Can't even solve a single side - He can walk on his hands though

Saru:  - No - Owns a cube, and fiddles with it sometimes - It just never occurred to him to actually try solving it

Bokuto:  - YES!!! - He couldn't at first but one time he went to Akaashi's house and saw him solve his cube - And immediately decided that he had to know how to solve one too - The manual was too confusing though - So during training camp one night he and Kuroo spent the entire night pouring over cubes and videos - They emerged the next day as proud Rubik's cube solvers - (And got an earful from their teammates for not getting enough sleep while doing dumb things)

Yukie:  - Nobody knows - Refuses to clarify - (Lost a speedcubing competition with her friend in primary school) - (Actually a lot more competitive than she looks)

Washio:  - Yes - Learned how to solve a cube + various magic tricks for family meetings - Because he didn't want to be known as the 'scary cousin' - Maybe he should have chosen a different magic trick though, because he became known as the 'cousin who makes money disappear' instead, even though he gave the coin back

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MASTER LIST

Dead Poets Society:

dead poets characteristic list

dead poets would say…

sports they would play…

playlist

historically accurate halloween costumes

halloween costumes

gerald pitts

headcanons: pt1 pt2

neil perry

playing with hair

social situations

headcanons pt1

dating neil

steven meeks

baked goods with a side of poetry

a day with steven meeks

sharing comics

headcanons pt1

passing notes

the shy type

richard cameron

headcanons: pt1 pt2

todd anderson

one car over

headcanons pt1

charlie dalton

going to the movies

sharing comics

fair day

headcanons: pt1 pt2

reality tv

stick

baking memories

knox overstreet

sharing comics

headcanons pt1

the outsiders:

outsiders would say...

Haikyuu:

kentaro kytani: water bottle

tsukishima fluff

satori tendo: sweatshirt

matsukawa fluff

touch starved: oikawa, akaashi, kenma, bokuto

comforting s/o: oikawa, akaashi, kenma, bokuto

tatsuki washio: comfort king

kenma kozume: game boy

taketora yamamoto: care to share

tadashi yamaguchi: skin care

yu nishinoya: convenience store

tetsuro kuroo: ios 14

Requests: Open!

do:

dead poets society

the outsiders

character x reader (gn! male! and female!)

fluff/comfort and non explicit intimacy

headcanons/short fics

character x characters sibling (ex. neil x charlie’s sister)

don’t:

character x character

nsfw

major angst/hurt

no slanderous requests

[themusecrafter]

washio dá as boas-vindas a komori mayumi, sendo a líbero dos raijins. komori tem vinte anos, e estuda psicologia na faculdade. ficamos sabendo que ela é muito extrovertida, mas também pode ser insegura. dizem que komori se parece muito com minatozaki sana, mas isso são apenas boatos.

Komori tem interesse no vôlei desde que era muito nova, embora inicialmente fosse também atacante, foi apenas após apresentar o esporte para sua prima (Sakusa Kiyoomi) que ela decidiu se tornar mestre na defesa. A competitividade das primas era evidente, apesar das diferentes personalidades, e a mais velha sabia que não poderia vencer Kiyo no ataque, não considerando a flexibilidade que a outra possuía, então, ela decidiu que venceria a prima no chão, na defesa.

Foi no Fundamental II que ocorreu essa mudança, e Komori se dedicou avidamente para melhorar suas habilidades. Ela veio a se tornar a líbero #1 do voleibol do país, enquanto sua prima era considerada a atacante #1. As duas jogaram vôlei juntas durante todo o período escolar, até o ensino médio, e após se graduarem, decidiram que partiriam caminhos, para assim poderem se enfrentar num futuro.

HEADCANONS.

Quando mais nova, era comum para Mayumi ser um "tradutor de Kiyo", expressando o que a prima estaria sentindo ou querendo dizer, para evitar confusões dentre os times.

É considerada uma das melhores líberos do país.

Escolheu estudar Psicologia, pois acredita que possa utilizar alguns dos aprendizados na quadra. E caso algo aconteça com sua carreira como jogadora, ela tem um back-up.

[erina-writes-headcanons]

Fukurodani Masterlists

Hello Everyone, This is the Masterlist of my planned post and the link to the post of the scenarios. You also can see some of the symbols below.

🌹: Smut

🥀: Angst

🍭: Fluff

😂: Comedy

🧐: Random

🧸: Domestic

😐: Non-Specified

🗡️: Gore/Yandere

❤️: Romantic

Also, If you want a commission for a one-shot or a series, you can click this link:

Commission

Hello Everyone. I’m starting a commission. If you want a request, you can message me in here, Wattpad and Quotev.  I'm going to make a com

ERINA WRITES- HAIKYUU, HETALIA, KNB

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Bokuto Koutarou - Captain

When their S/O in their Period (Part one) 🍭🧐

S/O Spending Time with them on Rainy Days 🧸❤️🍭

Hanging Out with S/O who is a Karasuno Manager❤️🧐

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Washio Tatsuki - Middle Blocker

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Sarukui Yamato - Wing Spiker

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Akaashi Keiji - Setter

When Their S/O in their Period (Part One)🍭🧐

Reuniting with their S/O for a long time🥀🍭

Baking cake together with S/O🧸🍭♥️

Hanging Out with S/O who is a Karasuno Manager❤️🧐

S/O Spending Time with them on Rainy Days 🧸❤️🍭

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Konoha Akinori - Wing Spiker

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Komi Haruki - Libero

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Yukie Shirofuku - Manager

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Kaori Suzumeda - Manager

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