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so um..semi hiatus who...? legends never die !!

currently on semi hiatus or whatever becos school started for me 💔💔

if I receive notifs / feel like touching tumblr, I'll be active on @shoyosluver !! writings will all currently be on hold ig...😔

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hear me out on your best friend BOKUTO KOUTAROU being your friendly neighbourhood spiderman...

BOKUTO who always spoke silly motivational quotes (that sometimes you could get and sometimes you couldn't) be it in real life or on the screen as spiderman (when interviewed by news reporters) – it was one of the signs you used to figure out his identity

in order to figure out if your deductions that BOKUTO was spiderman was right, you decided to try something out – asking him out on a hangout just when spiderman was being featured on the news (in an interview) in that moment, BOKUTO who received a call from you panicked and took his phone out from his spiderman suit pockets (excusing himself from the interview to answer your call) you thought it was sweet of him to make time for you (and also hilarious about how easy it was for you to figure out his biggest secret then)

BOKUTO who got so excited he forgot to change out of his suit before swinging over to your house (after the interview) once he got your call about hanging out – it was then you realised you didn't have to make up a whole plan on how to confront him about his hidden identity

BOKUTO who initially tried to sheepishly cover up his mistakes by trying to explain that it was a fake spiderman suit that he bought to give you a little surprise (for he claimed to have think you called to hang out for you were upset) yet, he found himself lost for words when you countered his excuses and told him you knew he was spiderman

BOKUTO who started showing you his new ways of affection (after you found out about his secret identity) by dropping off your favourite snacks that he bought from the convenience store at your bedroom window (no matter the day or the weather) in fact, when he didn't drop by it was both of y'alls own secret signal that he wasn't feeling well or something came up

BOKUTO who would sometimes even take you on night swings (when you were feeling low / needed to relieve your head)

when BOKUTO first took you on your first night swing with him, you were so nervous that you clutched onto his arms so tightly, red rings appeared around his arms afterwards – when he took off his suit at home for a late shower, he snapped pictures of them to show you

BOKUTO whom you once invited to show up in his spiderman suit to be a "pretend spiderman" for your nephew's birthday party (for he was the biggest spiderman fan in the world) you thought inviting spiderman (without spending actual costs on a cosplayer) to his birthday party would end his birthday with an unforgettable note

BOKUTO who did better than your expectations at being a "pretend spiderman" until your nephew asked if he could shoot webs (which he did without much thinking as the both of them were far too enthusiastic greeting each other)

you were thrown into a frenzy then when BOKUTO made that slip up (thankfully, no one really at the party got suspicious – only claiming that you invited the best spiderman cosplayer ever) only your nephew who believes the real spiderman actually visited his birthday party (which well he's not wrong...)

BOKUTO who confessed to you as spiderman on one normal night swing y'all had (except he took a route y'all usually didn't take – raising your confusion and worries) however everything soon became clear when he purposely stopped y'all on a rooftop of a building which faced a wall of an abandoned building (on the wall spelt 'will you go out with me?' with webs) and obviously you said yes to him (because who wouldn't?)

BOKUTO who was so simple minded with his confession plan that he didn't even think about having to clear up the spider webs on the building afterwards (so the next morning, y'all woke to the internet trending with topics such as 'spiderman having a girlfriend')

BOKUTO who had a good laugh over the trending internet searches that morning with you on video call

a/n: sorry my intrusive thoughts came over me and before I knew it, I got to work so..!! I love bokuto koutaro and I lowk love spiderman (so how about both of them together <3?)

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12: ILY (i love you) ⌦

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CW! | possible ooc, written in third perspective, mentions of serial killer, murder and sharp objects (its nothing too serious i promise lol), will be a lengthy read (hold on tight)

Lifting his hand to give the door a gentle knock, the soft sound contrasting with the pounding in his chest. Yet, before he could mentally prepare himself — perhaps by clearing his throat softly — the door swung open.

"Ah-"

It was Yachi who answered the door. Her hair was tied up into a messy bun which seemed to have a few loose strands dangling out. There was a recognisable crease between her eyebrows that seemed to have settled there for a while, even before Bokuto arrived.

"Yachi..right?"

Bokuto managed after a while, trying to bring his usual bright cheery smile to his lips, yet the soft crease in Yachi's eyes only served to be an obstacle. Trying to maintain a soothing and bright smile seemed like an impossibly hard attempt on his lips right now.

"Ah yes..and you're..Bokuto?"

She stumbles over her words for a moment, her hands frantically reaching up to tidy her loose bun. A few strands of hair still slips out of her fingertips though, causing little to no difference about her bun previously and now.

Before Bokuto could even give a haste reply or a simple nod, the sound of metal clanging against the ground could be heard, causing both him and Yachi's gaze to immediately follow the noise.

"You- You wanna come in..?"

Yachi voice interrupts, stopping Bokuto's gaze short as he brings his eyes back to look at her, his eyes lying back on the messy bun sitting on the top of her head before gazing down to her brown eyes.

If he wasn't mistaken, there seemed to be a subtle flash of panic within them.

"Ah...sure-!"

Bokuto replies shortly afterwards, following behind Yachi quietly as she quickly walks towards the origin of the noise before.

The dorm seemed to be a mess. From Bokuto's peripheral vision, he could see the kitchen cabinets were all strewn open but nothing was left on the shelves.

Snacks and random tools — screw drivers, a random pair of keys, a broomstick, and bobby pins — were scattered randomly across the floor, almost as if tossed aside without hesitation by someone in a hurry.

Among the flurry of mess stood two figures, one of which Bokuto quickly recognised and another whom he wasn't too sure about. Perhaps he had seen him before, yet no names seemed to surface in his mind that could perhaps match that figure accurately.

"What are you doing, Lev?"

Yachi's frazzled voice cuts in, interrupting Bokuto's thoughts as he tried to figure out who the tall, light grey haired figure was based on his side profile.

"Oh right, he's Lev..."

Bokuto murmured to himself as his eyes drifted back up to the figure whom seemed to have turned his gaze towards them as soon as he caught hold of Yachi's words.

As captivating Lev's seafoam green eyes were to Bokuto, perhaps enough to keep him wondering which foreign country he came from, a sharp glint caught his eye instead.

A sharp glint that belonged to nothing else but an large axe, which Lev held in his hands. The blade of the axe was glimmering under the ceiling light, clearly an indication that it has never been used before.

"I was just trying to break into Yn's room door!"

Lev spoke up finally, a triumph tone evident in his voice. It was clear that he failed to notice how suspicious he looked, holding a sharp axe, in a position that seemed ready to swing at anytime.

"With an axe?"

Yachi exclaims, stepping forward as she attempts to pull the axe out of Lev's hands.

"Well, none of the methods we tried in luring Yn out was working. Including telling her I haven't ate or went to school today at all."

Kenma responds, his figure leaning casually against the nearest wall from Yn and Yachi's room, clearly unbothered to even point out the possible flaws of Lev trying to knock down the room door with an axe.

"You haven't ate, Kenma?"

Bokuto asks, his tone surprised as he picks up the snack littered closest to him on the floor, tossing it to Kenma before he continues with a small smile on his face,

"Have some of these! I really like this snack!"

Despite having tossed it without much warning, Kenma catches the snack packet effortlessly before giving Bokuto a small nod of appreciation.

"So what do you think about this idea, Yachi?"

Lev asks, his chin slightly raised as he looks at Yachi, clearly proud that he came up with this idea on his own accord. His gaze seemed to be expecting a sort of praise or compliment from Yachi, lacking the awareness to notice how appalling as his actions were.

"Absolutely no-!"

However, before she could turn down Lev's idea, her words were soon cut off by the sound of a door creaking open. It was the slightest sound – comparable to the sound of a light drizzle at the brink of daylight – yet it was enough to capture everyone's attention immediately.

Standing by the now ajar door, was a dishevelled looking figure. A light shade of red lined underneath her swollen eyes. It was clear that she had been crying for more than an hour, though not a single tear remained.

A careful thread of silence seemed to be held between them as she continued to stand there, a slight hint of confusion held in her expression.

It wasn't long before the silence was quickly broken with Lev being the first to speak out,

"Is that you, Yn? You look terrible!"

Just like that, the carefully built silence was shattered quickly by a heavy and thick air of tension. Quick nervous glances were exchanged between them, their gazes flickering between one another and Yn.

"It's not like that Yn-! Lev meant you look terrific even for someone who has shut herself in for a couple hours! He pronounced it wrongly, you see..."

Yachi stammers out, a nervous laughter slipping past her lips as she finishes. Her head barely processed any of the words she was spilling from her mouth, desperately only thinking about how she could salvage the situation Lev had caused.

She wouldn't want Yn to slip back into her comfort zone once again. Just when she had finally came out after what seemed like eternity.

"What? I meant what I said. Yn does look quite terrible."

Lev continued stubbornly, not realising the outcome he was ultimately stirring the situation towards.

His words were only earning sharp glares from Yachi, whom was slowly starting to feel exasperated from how quickly Lev was dismissing her efforts in trying to make things better.

"You.."

Yachi begins, huffing out an exasperated breath as she stares at Lev, who continued to give her an oblivious look before shrugging absentmindedly.

Fortunately for Lev, before Yachi could explode from the pent-up emotions she'd been holding in on him — all her nerves, worries, and desperation — Yn cleared her throat slightly, turning everyone's attention back to her.

"It's okay, Yachi. I cried for a couple hours before falling asleep in the room. It's normal that I would look terrible."

She responds softly, a hint of bashfulness in her tone, as she gives Yachi a brief smile of gratefulness.

"I'm glad you're okay, Yn! You didn't reply my texts since the early afternoon!"

Bokuto finally speaks up, internally relieved that the tension in the air was quickly cleared up. As he met Yn's eyes, he felt all awkwardness he'd been feeling internally disappearing like dark clouds in the sky after a rain.

Instead what filled the gaps was a fresh feeling of nervousness. As she met his gaze, it felt like a swarm of butterflies fluttered within his stomach.

She seemed to blink for a moment as her gaze catches his, a look of surprise casting over her face as she swallows slightly. Her lips parted slightly before quickly falling shut once again, all her words were stuck in her throat.

She didn't look that terrible at all. A wave of warmth hit Bokuto's cheeks, painting a light shade of red across them as he became conscious of the thoughts in his head.

"Sinc- Since when were you here?"

Yn's words finally came crashing out of her lips, stumbling over one another clumsily.

She wished she could run back into her room, scramble back into the warmth of her bed and bury her face into her pillow. Yet, her legs stood completely frozen.

The most she could muster was to turn her face away quickly, hiding her swollen eyes from his sight – even if she knew he probably already had a clear view of them – pretending to fix her hair in the process.

"I- Do you want to get a quick breather with me?"

Yn could feel her fingers trembling with excitement as she stepped out onto the front step, following quietly behind Bokuto.

She had no idea what he had planned when he said that simple sentence, yet she found herself anticipating the possible events that could happen with him.

"Here. We're going on a motorcycle ride."

Bokuto responds as he leads her to a black motorbike which almost looks like it was glistening under the distant moonlight. It was practically unscathed and almost new.

Did he not ride it often? Or perhaps he took care of it really well.

Yn thought silently to herself as she took the helmet Bokuto handed to her. He had this wide grin plastered across his face that he seemed to use to hide all the possible nerves he was feeling inside.

"Are you nervous?"

She asks, finally speaking up after a moment of silence as she wears the motorcycle helmet over her head slowly.

His gaze immediately flickers over to her as he hears her words, meeting her eyes almost immediately as she looks up at him. For a moment, his eyes seemed to flash a look of vulnerability before it disappears quickly as he hops onto the motorcycle.

Glancing towards Yn, giving her his usual confident grin before revving the motorcycle engine — the sound much more dramatic and louder than what one would have expected — causing her to break out into a soft, gentle laugh.

"See, I'm not at all nervous! I got this, Yn. So hop on, okay?"

He says, still putting on his confident facade, even when his fingers were slightly trembling nervously as he held onto the motorbike's handles.

With the pace his heartbeat was going, he found himself internally praying his heartbeat wasn't too loud to the point she could hear it from where she was.

He could feel the vehicle shift slightly as she hopped onto the motorcycle, sitting comfortably behind him. With every single bit of self control within him, he tried his best to stop his eyes from shifting towards the rear view mirror so that he could get a glimpse of how she looked as she sat behind him.

Which was perhaps a breath of relief for her as she could feel her face heating up slightly, splattering a shade of pink across her cheeks as she places her hands onto his waist gently.

"Hold on tight..Okay?"

He responds as he feels her hands holding onto his waist, the grip so gentle, it almost felt non-existent. It was hard to make it sound like his voice wasn't breaking into parts, even if he was getting so nervous to the point it felt almost hard to breathe.

"Okay..."

Her soft voice tickles in his ears. It was the first time he had heard her voice so close to his ears, that one word of acknowledgement from her was enough to make the tip of his ears flush slightly.

Unable to resist it any further, he turns around, just slightly, to take a quick glimpse at her.

Her head was turned away from him, her hair dancing slightly along with the cool night wind. She lifted a hand to push a few strands behind her ear gently, slightly revealing her cheeks dabbed with patches of red.

That sight was enough to make Bokuto turn back ahead, his own face blushing slightly now as well. To see Yn's slightly reddened cheeks made his heart skip with excitement, knowing he perhaps wasn't the only one having fluttery jitters within his own heart with how close they were right now.

That perhaps.. she felt the same way. Exactly how he felt.

During the hush of the night air, even though there were little to no words exchanged during the ride — other than the occasional “woahs” from Bokuto when he swerved a little too hard — there was something comforting about the whole ride to the both of them.

It was the subtle fluttering in Bokuto's heart each time he heard Yn's soft laughter to his tiny interjections. The way he sometimes could hear her heartbeat syncing with his.

There was no way he could mistake all of it, even with the sound of the motorcycle engine revving loudly in the background. Every soft sound she made was caught clearly in his ears, easily unforgettable to him.

"Was this your first time riding a motorbike, Yn?"

Bokuto asks, keeping his gaze on the road in front of him — though one could catch his gaze flickering from time to time towards the rear view mirror to look at Yn.

"Yeah."

She replies softly in response, her response surprising Bokuto slightly.

"And you would ride with me...? Even if you've never rode on a motorcycle before?"

"Yeah. I mean..I don't see anything wrong with trusting you."

Those words. Perhaps she had no idea how much it meant to him then, but it was enough to bring a silly grin onto his face.

His heart swelled with pride as he turned around quickly to look at Yn, just a brief glance without any words exchanged, but his expressions was enough to tell her how he felt.

As she caught hold of the gaze in his eyes, she nearly choked on her own breath. His gaze matched one of a golden retrievers', one which seemed to crinkle with delight, glowing like sun peeking through the clouds.

"I'm glad."

He says after a beat of silence. His words making her heart skip a beat without much effort.

"To have your first experience of being on a motorcycle ride."

When the motorcycle finally skids to a stop, he finds himself quickly turning behind to look at her, smiling brightly as soon as he finds her eyes on him.

"You okay? It wasn't that traumatising right?"

He asks as he gazes at her, reaching out to help her unbuckle her motorcycle helmet.

Although the ride had stopped and the adrenaline she had felt from the ride was slowly disappearing, she could still feel her heart hammering in her chest. Nonstop.

"I enjoyed the ride."

She says simply, a small smile settling on her lips as she lifts her eyes to look at him — feeling his gaze immediately drift away from the buckles of her helmet to her eyes.

"Really?"

He asks softly, as though looking for some sort of confirmation from her answer.

"Really."

Hearing her words, he can't help but feel a big smile spread across his lips. He reached up to remove her helmet, trying to look calm and composed in her eyes — even when he was practically holding back from pulling her into a huge, crushing hug to express his happiness.

His fingers trembled with excitement as he removed her helmet gently from her head, keeping his eyes fixed on the helmet even though he could feel her gaze continually fixed on him.

Watching his every move, even after he turns away.

Her gaze was making his palms go sweaty, his fingers felt clammy as he reached up to take off his helmet as well. Even if his grip on the helmet wasn't as firm, it felt as though the helmet would never slip out of his fingers — especially when his fingers felt so sticky.

"This is one of my favourite places to go to when I feel stressed."

He finally responds after a while, letting his words settle into the silence of the night air as he hops off the motorcycle.

However, before he turned away from the motorcycle, he offers a hand towards her, an attempt to assist her in coming down from the motorcycle.

Her gaze drifts down to his outstretched hand for a moment, before taking it gently. He could swore he saw her cheeks flare up when his fingers interlocked with hers.

"Ah- Sorry if it's sweaty."

He adds on quickly, pulling away from her grasp as soon as she successfully hops down from the motorcycle.

Yet before he could turn away to hide his small bashful smile, a soft laugh escapes her lips instead, capturing his attention back to her immediately.

"It's okay. My palms are probably sweaty too."

She says, shaking her head gently before walking ahead. Her steps are gentle and soft against the pavement as she walks. It was almost comparable to the sound of a light drizzle.

He follows along with her, his steps falling in place next to hers as she walks. The sound of their footsteps were rhythmic when placed with each other.

"What would you usually do here?"

She asks, her steps coming to an abrupt pause as she turns around to face him with a small smile.

"Well..I scream out my frustrations here, I guess. Or vent like I am having a conversation with the moon."

He responds, gesturing towards the full moon in the sky ahead of them. In contrast to the chilly breeze that blew at them, the glow of the moon seemed warm and inviting.

She laughs softly, her eyes turning towards the moon as well, her gaze softening slightly as she meets its glow.

"You know.."

She began softly, her eyes tailing away from the moon to meet his slightly. There was still a hint of vulnerability and softness within her gaze, making his heart flutter slightly.

He finds his full body turned towards her, as though ready to give her his full attention.

Was it the vulnerability in her eyes that made it easy for him to want to hear her out so quickly? Or was it the way he wanted to know more about her that made him so readily attentive to everything she wanted to say?

He had no idea too. But he knew then that his interest in her was something he could no longer hide — no matter how much he tried, held back, or resisted.

"There was so much I wanted to say after I came out of my room. But...after the whole ride, I couldn't find the frustration to express my feelings."

She continues softly, her gaze drifting away from his eyes slowly as a soft shade of pink begins to bloom across her cheeks.

"So thank you..for letting me have this tiny breather."

He feels his breath hitch slightly at her words, the fluttering in his stomach becoming clearer each second, almost overwhelming him.

"I- No..I should thank you."

He responds back quickly, the words tumbling out of his mouth before he could stop himself from saying anything.

"I...I really like you a lot so having you accept my invitation, even when you could have stayed at home and vented with your friends...makes me really happy."

His gaze slowly trails up to meet her gradually widened eyes, the colour on her cheeks becoming more obvious as she hears his words.

"Wha..What?"

She begins, stuttering slightly as she glances up at him. She could feel her brain short-circuiting as she hears his words, almost unsure if she even heard him right. "I..like you! Yn!"

He repeats once again, his face almost beetroot red as he turns his gaze back up towards her.

She could feel his gaze expectantly looking at her, perhaps anticipating her response nervously — hoping she'd reciprocate his feelings too.

But she knew that he didn't even need to look at her with that gaze to make her say 'yes'. The answer was already laid out simply for her all along, now just waiting at the tip of her tongue to be said out.

"I like you too..Bokuto.."

a/n: yippee!! we're finally done with this smau omg (I'm crying tears of joy) tbh it's been quite a journey for me — a journey of tears, happiness and pain — to finally get where I am right now :) I don't usually have a lot of commitment level when it comes to writing (unfortunately) so the fact that I made it here in one piece...it's really something !! tysm for reading tftd to the end. while this was not my proudest work, I had so much fun writing some of these chapters and knowing that there are people enjoying my reading (behind all the hard work I've done) maybe I will release after parts to this series (so pls look out for them !!) because ending here feels like something is missing...something like a reaction from the respective friend groups? (yeah I think so too) also if you're looking for the usual fyi's section, I'm sorry they're not here today.. :'< because I have no idea what to add LMAOO

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feeling like changing my theme becos brown is getting boring. whats stopping me ?

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I swear tumblr is messing with me😭 first, I can't save any of my drafts to a certain point. next, they tell me I exceeded word limit...💔

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thinking about putting all my smau/fic ideas on hold to focus on writing one shots after I finish tftd

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if anyone saw me forget to include extras...you did not !!

it's updated now btw (so if you're going back to spot my mistakes, heh heh no taro's embarrassing mistakes crumbs left for you..^^)

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11: IMHO (in my humble opinion) ⌦

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CW! | mentions of failure, slight angst

The sound of your lecturer's voice could be heard in the background as you stare at your feet, your head hung low, drooping towards the ground. Your vision continues to blur slowly, your eyes slowly unable to make out where the shoelaces of your sneakers were. The white laces slowly merge with the colour of your black sneakers. "Is this really your best work, yn?" Those words continue to ring in your ear as you blink away the tears held around your eyes slowly.

"Sorry, you're in the way.." A voice speaks up from behind you but your feet remain rooted to the ground unable to shift from wherever you are. The only images that fill your mind, even as you close your eyes, are just the look of disappointment your lecturer shoots you. Was it really that bad? You think silently to yourself, clenching your fists tightly against your sides. The stack of neatly stapled pieces of paper, you held between your fingers, of all your neatly scribbled drafts and ideas started to crumple slightly beneath your tight grasps. All the effort poured into one piece... The excitement you felt when you thought of the idea after hours of mind mapping and swiping through the photos you took during the Ikea trip. The soft hums of joy that you released from your lips as you scribbled down all your ideas into the paper.

Yet, now the only sounds that could be heard audible from your lips were the sounds of your choked back tears and slow swallows. "Sorry, did you-" But before the girl from behind you could speak up again about how you were in the way once more, you turn on your heel, heading straight towards your lecturer's desk once again. Your shoulders bump against the girl's gently as you walk back towards the lecturer's desk. For a quick second, the two of you catch each other's gaze, hers reflecting something close to sympathy and yours just a reflection of hurt. A small scoff of denial escapes your lips before you continue ahead, blinking away her gaze of sympathy. You don't need her sympathy. You just want your lecturer's approval for the work you've spent days aggravating over. Not some stupid sympathy from a classmate who possibly scored higher than you for this assignment. "Yn, what's wrong now?" Your lecturer asks, pushing up his glasses slightly as he glances up at you. For a moment, his gaze seemed to flicker with a look of annoyance. After all, he just dismissed all your hard work in two simple sentences previously, didn't he? Why were you back for more? "Could you please look at my submission again, sir?" You ask, your voice holding a soft begging note within it. Begging him to not dismiss your submission so easily once again. "I worked really hard on it.." You continue softly, your gaze lifting from the clean surface of his white desk to meet his eyes. Not even a single inch of annoyance seemed to be wiped away from his gaze. He still had the same look of disappointment from when he had first taken a look at your project. But before all the courage you had taken to beg for the piece of work you refused to believe could be so easily dismissed by your lecturer disappeared simply by his cold gaze, your hands place the now slightly crumpled stack of papers onto the table once again. "Just anoth-" But before you could even finish your sentence, the sound of your lecturer's scoff cuts in. Just that simple sound was enough to make your heart drop and your opened mouth closed once more. "Everyone spent time and effort on their work, yn. Not just you." He says as he takes off his glasses, placing them gently on the desk before he looks up at you once more. You feel your gaze immediately drop from his as he looks up at you once more. You didn't even have to take a second glance into his eyes to tell that he wasn't reviewing through your work again. The simple action of him taking off his glasses was enough to tell you that he wasn't even giving another glance at your submission. He did that all the time. Every time he wasn't going to take a second look at a student's work, because it wasn't worth the effort to him. Just that this was the first time he had done that for one of your works. Perhaps he had said more words after that simple sentence of dismissal but with all the overwhelming feelings in your heart, you could no longer pick up anything else after.

a/n: sorry guys if this took so long...I was so unmotivated for so long but I finally did it !! (insert celebratory noises) also huge creds to the ppl who made the haikyuu memes on pinterest (I did not make them but they were silly) ✎ fyi!

once yn reached their dorm, she basically shut herself in the room (refusing to come out or reply any knocking & texts) until she felt better

since yachi & yn shared a room (mentioned in idk where but I rmb I mentioned it somewhere back in the chapters) she basically couldn't access her stuff in the room in the meantime yn crashed out (so no fresh set of clothes to change into after shower btw)

yachi was DEVASTATED about that (she feared she would have to be smelly until the next day) but she was really understanding about yn's emotional breakdown

she practically sat outside yn's door for who knows how long talking her out of her breakdown like a therapeutic mother to an emotional & angsty teenager

yachi +100 aura points for all that (we stan supportive friends)

bokuto did not learn the motorbike as smoothly as Kuroo expected btw (he had troubles remembering certain steps and had to be constantly reminded #problems of a short attention span person)

did he get it in the end? find out in the next chapter (insert smug looking emoji here)

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⌧ | TEXTS FROM THE DUMPSTER

11: IMHO (in my humble opinion) ⌦

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CW! | mentions of failure, slight angst

The sound of your lecturer's voice could be heard in the background as you stare at your feet, your head hung low, drooping towards the ground. Your vision continues to blur slowly, your eyes slowly unable to make out where the shoelaces of your sneakers were. The white laces slowly merge with the colour of your black sneakers. "Is this really your best work, yn?" Those words continue to ring in your ear as you blink away the tears held around your eyes slowly.

"Sorry, you're in the way.." A voice speaks up from behind you but your feet remain rooted to the ground unable to shift from wherever you are. The only images that fill your mind, even as you close your eyes, are just the look of disappointment your lecturer shoots you. Was it really that bad? You think silently to yourself, clenching your fists tightly against your sides. The stack of neatly stapled pieces of paper, you held between your fingers, of all your neatly scribbled drafts and ideas started to crumple slightly beneath your tight grasps. All the effort poured into one piece... The excitement you felt when you thought of the idea after hours of mind mapping and swiping through the photos you took during the Ikea trip. The soft hums of joy that you released from your lips as you scribbled down all your ideas into the paper.

Yet, now the only sounds that could be heard audible from your lips were the sounds of your choked back tears and slow swallows. "Sorry, did you-" But before the girl from behind you could speak up again about how you were in the way once more, you turn on your heel, heading straight towards your lecturer's desk once again. Your shoulders bump against the girl's gently as you walk back towards the lecturer's desk. For a quick second, the two of you catch each other's gaze, hers reflecting something close to sympathy and yours just a reflection of hurt. A small scoff of denial escapes your lips before you continue ahead, blinking away her gaze of sympathy. You don't need her sympathy. You just want your lecturer's approval for the work you've spent days aggravating over. Not some stupid sympathy from a classmate who possibly scored higher than you for this assignment. "Yn, what's wrong now?" Your lecturer asks, pushing up his glasses slightly as he glances up at you. For a moment, his gaze seemed to flicker with a look of annoyance. After all, he just dismissed all your hard work in two simple sentences previously, didn't he? Why were you back for more? "Could you please look at my submission again, sir?" You ask, your voice holding a soft begging note within it. Begging him to not dismiss your submission so easily once again. "I worked really hard on it.." You continue softly, your gaze lifting from the clean surface of his white desk to meet his eyes. Not even a single inch of annoyance seemed to be wiped away from his gaze. He still had the same look of disappointment from when he had first taken a look at your project. But before all the courage you had taken to beg for the piece of work you refused to believe could be so easily dismissed by your lecturer disappeared simply by his cold gaze, your hands place the now slightly crumpled stack of papers onto the table once again. "Just anoth-" But before you could even finish your sentence, the sound of your lecturer's scoff cuts in. Just that simple sound was enough to make your heart drop and your opened mouth closed once more. "Everyone spent time and effort on their work, yn. Not just you." He says as he takes off his glasses, placing them gently on the desk before he looks up at you once more. You feel your gaze immediately drop from his as he looks up at you once more. You didn't even have to take a second glance into his eyes to tell that he wasn't reviewing through your work again. The simple action of him taking off his glasses was enough to tell you that he wasn't even giving another glance at your submission. He did that all the time. Every time he wasn't going to take a second look at a student's work, because it wasn't worth the effort to him. Just that this was the first time he had done that for one of your works. Perhaps he had said more words after that simple sentence of dismissal but with all the overwhelming feelings in your heart, you could no longer pick up anything else after.

a/n: sorry guys if this took so long...I was so unmotivated for so long but I finally did it !! (insert celebratory noises) also huge creds to the ppl who made the haikyuu memes on pinterest (I did not make them but they were silly) ✎ fyi!

once yn reached their dorm, she basically shut herself in the room (refusing to come out or reply any knocking & texts) until she felt better

since yachi & yn shared a room (mentioned in idk where but I rmb I mentioned it somewhere back in the chapters) she basically couldn't access her stuff in the room in the meantime yn crashed out (so no fresh set of clothes to change into after shower btw)

yachi was DEVASTATED about that (she feared she would have to be smelly until the next day) but she was really understanding about yn's emotional breakdown

she practically sat outside yn's door for who knows how long talking her out of her breakdown like a therapeutic mother to an emotional & angsty teenager

yachi +100 aura points for all that (we stan supportive friends)

bokuto did not learn the motorbike as smoothly as Kuroo expected btw (he had troubles remembering certain steps and had to be constantly reminded #problems of a short attention span person)

did he get it in the end? find out in the next chapter (insert smug looking emoji here)

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just me thinking of long distance bf brazil arc HINATA SHOYO...,,

Shoyo who would probably stay up all night texting you or face timing you if he didn't have any practice tomorrow because he's always longing to see you and talk to you more. Shoyo who sometimes falls asleep on call with you because he tries to make it so that he calls you every night before his sleep even if he gets really tired after practice (also because your voice is his soothing lullaby)

Shoyo who texts you good morning and good night every day without fail (and when you leave him on read, he can't help but get a little disappointed but he tries so hard to understand that you might be busy and waits until you reply; he can't help but double text sometimes tho...) Shoyo who sends you multiple funny cat videos or long distance relationship reels (ie. here) during his spare time, hoping they will cheer you up (if you're having a rough time) and also because they're relatable Shoyo who always records his beach volleyball practice videos or take selfies updates (on his food or whatever) so that he can send them to you (and hopefully get a reply from you; even if you simply react a heart to his message it makes him over the moon...) Shoyo who takes the time and effort to like every single of your instagram stories and posts (if you post any) leaving comments on your Instagram posts sometimes as well. He loves leaving comments that compliment you -- be it the outfit you're wearing in the post or the smile you have on your face in that photo -- never failing to make you smile.

extras smau parts (mainly scraps)

context: your hs to college friend asks you to attend a blind date to help your "single" life, not knowing you're still in a long-distance rs with your overseas bf

a/n: a short one becos I need to get this off the top of my head!! if this is ooc I'm sorry (in my head he lives rent free like that) the only long distance bf I will accept in my life btw..,, (joke? or maybe not...i love him sm <3)

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just me thinking of long distance bf brazil arc HINATA SHOYO...,,

Shoyo who would probably stay up all night texting you or face timing you if he didn't have any practice tomorrow because he's always longing to see you and talk to you more. Shoyo who sometimes falls asleep on call with you because he tries to make it so that he calls you every night before his sleep even if he gets really tired after practice (also because your voice is his soothing lullaby)

Shoyo who texts you good morning and good night every day without fail (and when you leave him on read, he can't help but get a little disappointed but he tries so hard to understand that you might be busy and waits until you reply; he can't help but double text sometimes tho...) Shoyo who sends you multiple funny cat videos or long distance relationship reels (ie. here) during his spare time, hoping they will cheer you up (if you're having a rough time) and also because they're relatable Shoyo who always records his beach volleyball practice videos or take selfies updates (on his food or whatever) so that he can send them to you (and hopefully get a reply from you; even if you simply react a heart to his message it makes him over the moon...) Shoyo who takes the time and effort to like every single of your instagram stories and posts (if you post any) leaving comments on your Instagram posts sometimes as well. He loves leaving comments that compliment you — be it the outfit you're wearing in the post or the smile you have on your face in that photo — never failing to make you smile.

extras smau parts (mainly scraps)

context: your hs to college friend asks you to attend a blind date to help your "single" life, not knowing you're still in a long-distance rs with your overseas bf

a/n: a short one becos I need to get this off the top of my head!! if this is ooc I'm sorry (in my head he lives rent free like that) the only long distance bf I will accept in my life btw..,, (joke? or maybe not...i love him sm <3)

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09: FWIW (for what it's worth) ⌦

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You were lying flat on your stomach in Kenma's room, with Yachi sitting on the edge of his bed beside you. Both of you were usually phone users when it comes to playing games on Roblox. It was much easier to control, you had claimed. Well, to be honest, it was rather more like you hadn't had enough money to be buying a whole PC gaming set up like Kenma...or Lev...who used his to play Minecraft. "Which mode are we playing? Classic Squads?" You asked Kenma, your fingers flying across your phone screen as you click on his Roblox avatar to join the public Bedwars server he had joined into. It's pretty common for him to play on public Roblox servers, especially with us. Or else he would complain that it would be too boring. You think that it was just a mere excuse though. Kenma's probably not the type to want to afford getting private servers on casual games that he would play on his stream once in a while, like Roblox. "Nah. We're playing Duels." Kenma replies you back sarcastically, clearly mocking you, making you scoff slightly in annoyance. "As if. We're playing with Kuroo's friend group. I'm not that dumb." It falls to a moment of silence after your response, the silence making you almost uncomfortable as you clear your throat slightly. Yachi is humming to the music she's hearing from one of her earbuds inserted into one ear. It's a common practice for her to listen to music and game at the same time. She says it relieves her gaming stress. It's a lie though. You know that. She still gets stressed while listening to music and gaming. The only thing the music does is to ease her overthinking thoughts to help her be less panicked than usual. Lev is probably busy hopping and climbing around the Bedwars lobby, exploring the way everything was created in the game like a little kid. He always does that, for every single game he has played. Game graphics had always appealed to him. Kenma...he is probably just blatantly ignoring all of your presences and waiting for Kuroo and his friends to hop onto the server. Usually, this type of silence wouldn't have irritated you as much. After all your friend group was pretty much made up of introverts, other than Lev. Yet, something about it bothered you particularly today. It was like you were anticipating a sparkly and bright presence among y'all.

"Have you started your stream yet, Kenma?" Yachi finally perks up, her eyes glancing towards Kenma, who sat in front of his computer, eyes glued on the screen. "Yeah, I did." He replies back dryly, his eyes not even leaving his screen for a second as he speaks to Yachi. "Hey Chat!" Lev finally speaks up as he leans over to peer at Kenma's screen, a silly smile on his face as he looks into the camera to greet the chat. You laugh slightly as you watch Lev interact with the chat, his face still holding the small silly smile. You can't help but want to join in the fun as well, putting down your phone onto the bed before you walk towards Kenma and Lev. @.ris: OMG YN HII!! @.ilovekodzuken: I knew it I heard yn's voice! You smile slightly as soon as you greet the responses in the chat, Kenma's fans as bubbly and enthusiastic as ever as soon as they catch a glimpse of you. "Your fans still love me a lot huh, Kenma..." You tease slightly as you nudge Kenma by his side, earning a small sound of what seemed like a mixture of a grumble and scoff. @.idontknowwhattonamemyself: Is Yachi joining the stream today as well? @.ris: OMG Yachi!! I miss her frfr You stifle a small amused laugh as soon as Yachi's name pops up on the live chat as well. Throwing Yachi a soft amused look, you wave her over while talking to the chat. "Oh..Don't y'all fret...Yachi is in the stream today as well!" Seeing that Yachi makes no move to stand up and come over to greet the chat, you decide to poke a little fun at her. "But she's a bit too shy to come and greet y'all..." As expected, she immediately responds to your remark, her hands dropping her phone on the bed as she rushes over, ready to attack you for teasing her. "Seriously yn? I'm not shy-!" She exclaims as she tackles you back in front of the camera, making you laugh slightly. "Okay! I'm sorry! You're not shy!" You exclaim quickly as you stumble slightly, almost losing your balance and falling over but your right foot quickly moves back to support yourself. @.ris: OH YEAH! The gang is back tgt <3 @.ilovekodzuken: reall...I love their interactions sm. You smile slightly as you read the live chat comments silently again. Although the people who usually commented under Kenma's stream was no doubt Kenma's fans, sometimes they felt like your own fans as well. Perhaps they were even fans of your whole entire friend group, ever since the first time Kenma brought each and every of y'all into his streams. "Did you tell them we have other special guests today?" Yachi asks, turning her attention towards the live chat as well. You could tell her eyes were scanning the live chat briefly, smiling slightly as she reads certain comments. "No. They'll figure out themselves shortly." Kenma responds after a brief pause as he minimises his Roblox tab to take a look at his messages, probably checking if there was any updates from Kuroo. You can't help but sneak a few peeks at his text exchange as soon as his messages tab comes into view.

"Wait- How about let's just wait a bit longer for them?" You blurt out, unable to hold back your tongue fast enough, as soon as Kenma hits the send button. "What?" Kenma asks, his head turned around slightly to meet your gaze, which seemed almost as equally surprised as he was. That was weird. In fact, it seemed almost out of the ordinary for you to stop Kenma from doing something. You would have usually let him do whatever. Delay the stream? Sure. Start the stream early? Sure. You were always the type of person to follow his words when it came to playing on his stream. Partly because you weren't the one managing his stream, but rather he was. Yet, today you actually opposed him starting without Bokuto. "I mean...your decision seems to be putting Kuroo at a rough spot..I figured it would be better if we just waited for them..." You quickly responded back, your mouth throwing out the fastest excuse you could possibly think of right now. "Yeah, whatever. I was planning to anyway." Kenma replies you dryly, turning his head back to his computer as he types a quick message back to Kuroo. You can't help but feel a wave of heat hit your cheeks at Kenma's response, your heart pounding slightly as you turn away from the stream and hit straight back to Kenma's bed. That was stupid. You think silently to yourself as you make a dive onto his bed, burying your slightly flushed face in the duvet, your hands reaching slowly for your phone. Of course Kenma would wait for them...Why did you even have to say anything? That was lowkey embarrassing... Your head continues to nag silently at yourself as you finally grasp onto your phone, bringing your eyes to the screen of your Roblox avatar standing completely still in the Bedwars lobby. You let your finger fidget mindlessly with the thumb stick, making your avatar spin in circles for a moment as you continue to daze out slightly.

"Okay, so how are we going to delegate the tasks?" You ask as soon as the round of Bedwars has started. As per usual, Kenma's avatar seems to be moving strategically, showing that he had his own ideas and strategy in his head. While, Lev and Yachi's avatars seemed to move randomly, perhaps still adjusting to the map. "I don't see the need to delegate tasks. Why not do our own thing?" Kenma replies casually, his eyes still hyper focused on his screen as he speaks, making you scoff slightly in annoyance. "But things would be more organized if we actually delegated tasks to each of us. Like for instance, we could have Lev collect the iron and what not." You respond logically, speaking your mind without hesitation, only to be met by the usual stone cold Kenma. To him, communication seemed ultimately quite unnecessary, even in teamwork games, especially when everyone had a mind of their own. "I'm on stream. Kuroo can hear whatever we're saying right now." He finally responds, after a long pause, making you roll your eyes slightly before you shoot back at him with a simple response. "Then mute your mic." "I can't. That would defy the point of streaming." Your silly argument only ended after a rich and snide sounding laugh could be heard from the other end of the stream. "Kenma has a point, you know, yn." You immediately recognized the voice to be Kuroo, who seemed to have been overhearing you and Kenma's whole conversation, as he had pointed out before. "Plus, isn't this argument just serving a distraction to y'all? Sounds like my opportunity to attack your base..." He responds, the teasing tone in his voice is undeniable, making you furrow your eyebrows slightly as you turn your attention back to your phone screen, looking out for any possible incoming attacks. "Don't tease her, silly. Weren't you the one who begged me to make a peace treaty that none of us would attack each other's base until everyone else in the server is cleared?" As soon as you hear Kenma's words and Kuroo's rich laugh coming from the stream again, you feel your shoulders slump slightly. So that was just a mere tease to make me drop the argument with Kenma? "Heh. exposed me, didn't you?" Kuroo responds, before clearing his throat and continuing, "That was just to make y'all drop y'alls pointless argument. Come help me attack Green's bed instead."

✎ fyi!

Kenma, Yn, Yachi and Lev ended up winning against them despite how Lev was somewhat lost mid-battle was because Bokuto kept dying in the hands of yn (which made her really happy -- because she felt aura boosted when she could kill someone)

Bokuto just couldn't help but feel the need to feed yn's joy (especially after that silly argument she had with Kenma that probably made her feel upset that she couldn't get her point across)

I wish I could cover this more in detail but I couldn't wrap my head around how to so...:')

Throughout the game, Lev was actually the one who kept camping at their base and collecting the iron, diamonds, emeralds and what not.

Yn and Kenma had to keep pestering Lev to throw some out of his inventory so that they could buy items from the store (also because Lev was not using what he collected wisely)

He was simply upgrading all his armour and swords to emerald tier and then accidentally dropping down and losing whatever he bought) He also bought a lot of balloons (only to not know how to use them properly -- which is so me btw)

Yachi got a hang of the game after a while (However she wasn't that good at fighting others so she was mainly sneaking up to bases and destroying their beds while Yn did the fighting)

I used to love playing Roblox Bedwars so much (so planning all this in my head was actually so fun) but I actually really suck irl (like I probably wld be Lev more than Yn)

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10: YOLO (you only live once)

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CW! | mostly in bokuto's perspective this time

a/n: sorry this update is shorter because recently I've been too tired to think about it properly :') I promise the last two chaps wont disappoint...,,

✎ fyi!

yn was so excited when she could ramble about her project ideas to someone else (becos in her head, she felt like she cooked really hard for this one)

she tried to tell her roommates about it before Bokuto, but they were not so interested (other than Lev)

she was nearly kicked out of the group chat by Kenma for spamming too much about her project (especially since he was streaming)

also yes I actually did the layout design for yn's loft apartment...(if you squint really hard you'll realise how flawed it probably is so don't)

everyone in the group chat actually thought Bokuto got yn already becos of how much he was rambling about her (so they were surprised when he denied it)

shoyo was just as dense and easily believing tho (he took kuroo's comments too literally)

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09: FWIW (for what it's worth) ⌦

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CW! | mostly in yn's perspective again, ignore any timestamps

You were lying flat on your stomach in Kenma's room, with Yachi sitting on the edge of his bed beside you. Both of you were usually phone users when it comes to playing games on Roblox. It was much easier to control, you had claimed. Well, to be honest, it was rather more like you hadn't had enough money to be buying a whole PC gaming set up like Kenma...or Lev...who used his to play Minecraft. "Which mode are we playing? Classic Squads?" You asked Kenma, your fingers flying across your phone screen as you click on his Roblox avatar to join the public Bedwars server he had joined into. It's pretty common for him to play on public Roblox servers, especially with us. Or else he would complain that it would be too boring. You think that it was just a mere excuse though. Kenma's probably not the type to want to afford getting private servers on casual games that he would play on his stream once in a while, like Roblox. "Nah. We're playing Duels." Kenma replies you back sarcastically, clearly mocking you, making you scoff slightly in annoyance. "As if. We're playing with Kuroo's friend group. I'm not that dumb." It falls to a moment of silence after your response, the silence making you almost uncomfortable as you clear your throat slightly. Yachi is humming to the music she's hearing from one of her earbuds inserted into one ear. It's a common practice for her to listen to music and game at the same time. She says it relieves her gaming stress. It's a lie though. You know that. She still gets stressed while listening to music and gaming. The only thing the music does is to ease her overthinking thoughts to help her be less panicked than usual. Lev is probably busy hopping and climbing around the Bedwars lobby, exploring the way everything was created in the game like a little kid. He always does that, for every single game he has played. Game graphics had always appealed to him. Kenma...he is probably just blatantly ignoring all of your presences and waiting for Kuroo and his friends to hop onto the server. Usually, this type of silence wouldn't have irritated you as much. After all your friend group was pretty much made up of introverts, other than Lev. Yet, something about it bothered you particularly today. It was like you were anticipating a sparkly and bright presence among y'all.

"Have you started your stream yet, Kenma?" Yachi finally perks up, her eyes glancing towards Kenma, who sat in front of his computer, eyes glued on the screen. "Yeah, I did." He replies back dryly, his eyes not even leaving his screen for a second as he speaks to Yachi. "Hey Chat!" Lev finally speaks up as he leans over to peer at Kenma's screen, a silly smile on his face as he looks into the camera to greet the chat. You laugh slightly as you watch Lev interact with the chat, his face still holding the small silly smile. You can't help but want to join in the fun as well, putting down your phone onto the bed before you walk towards Kenma and Lev. @.ris: OMG YN HII!! @.ilovekodzuken: I knew it I heard yn's voice! You smile slightly as soon as you greet the responses in the chat, Kenma's fans as bubbly and enthusiastic as ever as soon as they catch a glimpse of you. "Your fans still love me a lot huh, Kenma..." You tease slightly as you nudge Kenma by his side, earning a small sound of what seemed like a mixture of a grumble and scoff. @.idontknowwhattonamemyself: Is Yachi joining the stream today as well? @.ris: OMG Yachi!! I miss her frfr You stifle a small amused laugh as soon as Yachi's name pops up on the live chat as well. Throwing Yachi a soft amused look, you wave her over while talking to the chat. "Oh..Don't y'all fret...Yachi is in the stream today as well!" Seeing that Yachi makes no move to stand up and come over to greet the chat, you decide to poke a little fun at her. "But she's a bit too shy to come and greet y'all..." As expected, she immediately responds to your remark, her hands dropping her phone on the bed as she rushes over, ready to attack you for teasing her. "Seriously yn? I'm not shy-!" She exclaims as she tackles you back in front of the camera, making you laugh slightly. "Okay! I'm sorry! You're not shy!" You exclaim quickly as you stumble slightly, almost losing your balance and falling over but your right foot quickly moves back to support yourself. @.ris: OH YEAH! The gang is back tgt <3 @.ilovekodzuken: reall...I love their interactions sm. You smile slightly as you read the live chat comments silently again. Although the people who usually commented under Kenma's stream was no doubt Kenma's fans, sometimes they felt like your own fans as well. Perhaps they were even fans of your whole entire friend group, ever since the first time Kenma brought each and every of y'all into his streams. "Did you tell them we have other special guests today?" Yachi asks, turning her attention towards the live chat as well. You could tell her eyes were scanning the live chat briefly, smiling slightly as she reads certain comments. "No. They'll figure out themselves shortly." Kenma responds after a brief pause as he minimises his Roblox tab to take a look at his messages, probably checking if there was any updates from Kuroo. You can't help but sneak a few peeks at his text exchange as soon as his messages tab comes into view.

"Wait- How about let's just wait a bit longer for them?" You blurt out, unable to hold back your tongue fast enough, as soon as Kenma hits the send button. "What?" Kenma asks, his head turned around slightly to meet your gaze, which seemed almost as equally surprised as he was. That was weird. In fact, it seemed almost out of the ordinary for you to stop Kenma from doing something. You would have usually let him do whatever. Delay the stream? Sure. Start the stream early? Sure. You were always the type of person to follow his words when it came to playing on his stream. Partly because you weren't the one managing his stream, but rather he was. Yet, today you actually opposed him starting without Bokuto. "I mean...your decision seems to be putting Kuroo at a rough spot..I figured it would be better if we just waited for them..." You quickly responded back, your mouth throwing out the fastest excuse you could possibly think of right now. "Yeah, whatever. I was planning to anyway." Kenma replies you dryly, turning his head back to his computer as he types a quick message back to Kuroo. You can't help but feel a wave of heat hit your cheeks at Kenma's response, your heart pounding slightly as you turn away from the stream and hit straight back to Kenma's bed. That was stupid. You think silently to yourself as you make a dive onto his bed, burying your slightly flushed face in the duvet, your hands reaching slowly for your phone. Of course Kenma would wait for them...Why did you even have to say anything? That was lowkey embarrassing... Your head continues to nag silently at yourself as you finally grasp onto your phone, bringing your eyes to the screen of your Roblox avatar standing completely still in the Bedwars lobby. You let your finger fidget mindlessly with the thumb stick, making your avatar spin in circles for a moment as you continue to daze out slightly.

"Okay, so how are we going to delegate the tasks?" You ask as soon as the round of Bedwars has started. As per usual, Kenma's avatar seems to be moving strategically, showing that he had his own ideas and strategy in his head. While, Lev and Yachi's avatars seemed to move randomly, perhaps still adjusting to the map. "I don't see the need to delegate tasks. Why not do our own thing?" Kenma replies casually, his eyes still hyper focused on his screen as he speaks, making you scoff slightly in annoyance. "But things would be more organized if we actually delegated tasks to each of us. Like for instance, we could have Lev collect the iron and what not." You respond logically, speaking your mind without hesitation, only to be met by the usual stone cold Kenma. To him, communication seemed ultimately quite unnecessary, even in teamwork games, especially when everyone had a mind of their own. "I'm on stream. Kuroo can hear whatever we're saying right now." He finally responds, after a long pause, making you roll your eyes slightly before you shoot back at him with a simple response. "Then mute your mic." "I can't. That would defy the point of streaming." Your silly argument only ended after a rich and snide sounding laugh could be heard from the other end of the stream. "Kenma has a point, you know, yn." You immediately recognized the voice to be Kuroo, who seemed to have been overhearing you and Kenma's whole conversation, as he had pointed out before. "Plus, isn't this argument just serving a distraction to y'all? Sounds like my opportunity to attack your base..." He responds, the teasing tone in his voice is undeniable, making you furrow your eyebrows slightly as you turn your attention back to your phone screen, looking out for any possible incoming attacks. "Don't tease her, silly. Weren't you the one who begged me to make a peace treaty that none of us would attack each other's base until everyone else in the server is cleared?" As soon as you hear Kenma's words and Kuroo's rich laugh coming from the stream again, you feel your shoulders slump slightly. So that was just a mere tease to make me drop the argument with Kenma? "Heh. exposed me, didn't you?" Kuroo responds, before clearing his throat and continuing, "That was just to make y'all drop y'alls pointless argument. Come help me attack Green's bed instead."

✎ fyi!

Kenma, Yn, Yachi and Lev ended up winning against them despite how Lev was somewhat lost mid-battle was because Bokuto kept dying in the hands of yn (which made her really happy -- because she felt aura boosted when she could kill someone)

Bokuto just couldn't help but feel the need to feed yn's joy (especially after that silly argument she had with Kenma that probably made her feel upset that she couldn't get her point across)

I wish I could cover this more in detail but I couldn't wrap my head around how to so...:')

Throughout the game, Lev was actually the one who kept camping at their base and collecting the iron, diamonds, emeralds and what not.

Yn and Kenma had to keep pestering Lev to throw some out of his inventory so that they could buy items from the store (also because Lev was not using what he collected wisely)

He was simply upgrading all his armour and swords to emerald tier and then accidentally dropping down and losing whatever he bought) He also bought a lot of balloons (only to not know how to use them properly -- which is so me btw)

Yachi got a hang of the game after a while (However she wasn't that good at fighting others so she was mainly sneaking up to bases and destroying their beds while Yn did the fighting)

I used to love playing Roblox Bedwars so much (so planning all this in my head was actually so fun) but I actually really suck irl (like I probably wld be Lev more than Yn)

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HSHHSHS it's decided!! tftd will end in 12 chapters ><!! I'm so excited to share the final 4 chapters with yall <3

⌧ | TEXTS FROM THE DUMPSTER

THIS IS A Haikyuu! SMAU

FEATURES bokuto x f!reader

ABOUT | what could go so wrong about picking up a computer from the trash? Y/N is withering in despair as her crusty old computer has been reported beyond repair by the repair shop. But before she gets to spiral into madness, she spots a computer in the dumpsters. Little does she know that this find of hers, would mean more than just sparing the need to take out student loans, but also the promise of meeting someone new...

CW | might have major ooc, will have brainrot terms, strangers to lovers, online crush (check each chapter for individual warnings!)

STATUS | ongoing (but im busy so updates may come really slow)

taglist opened! (send ask/comment to be added <3)!

GET TO KNOW the featured :

[ victim of the arts | the big brains ]

YOUR MESSAGE LIST (contents)!

⌦: includes written content

01: FTW (for the win)

02: AFAIK (as far as I know) ⌦

03: HMU (hit me up) ⌦

04: SRY (sorry)

05: IYKYK (if you know you know)

06: TBH (to be honest)

07: NBD (no big deal) ⌦

08: HTH (hope this helps) ⌦

09: FWIW (for what it's worth) - coming soon!

10: YOLO (you only live once) - coming soon!

11: IMHO (in my humble opinion) ⌦ - coming soon!

12: ILY (I love you) ⌦ - coming soon!