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O.K since your a fan of haikyuu could you write about Tōru Oikawa dating shy and sweet reader, who is their volleyball manager. headcanon if you want
Tōru Oikawa x Shy!Sweet!Reader
summary: Headcanon of Oikawa and Y/n’s relationship
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♡ Oikawa first spotted shy!reader when she stumbled into the gymnasium holding a poster of theirs, which said they were looking for a new manager
♡ At first she was extremely shy, even finding it awkward to hand out their water bottles as their simple ‘thank yous’ would make her blush bright red. Oikawa would make it a mission to deliberately tease her by saying things like “You look extra pretty today Y/n, is that for me?”
♡ “Stop teasing me, it hurts” After a few months of endless teasing Y/n decided to confront Oikawa outside the gym after practice, she hated the fact that this brunette that she had grown to admire seemed to love making her uncomfortable. Almost as if he hated her. “What are you talking about? Can’t you see what i’m doing? Why I walk you home everyday after practice? The compliments I give you every second? You think i’m trying to hurt you”
♡ “Well that’s what it seems like” She muttered looking down, her shoes becoming the most interesting thing in the world. One of his hands planted by her head as he leaned in, their faces inches from each other, “Tell me Y/n, do you feel anything for me or am I being stupid?”
♡ When Y/n simply nodded her head, that was all it took for Oikawa to finally plant a sweet kiss onto her lips, her hands gripping onto the ends of his volleyball jacket. “Have I told you today, how pretty you look Y/n?”
♡ It was only a shock to the rest of the team when Oikawa and their shy!manager walked with their hands intertwined, her schoolbag over his other shoulder as he kissed her forehead tenderly with his hands cupping her face before they separated. With Oikawa going to the coach and Y/n starting her duties.
♡ “So I can sleepover tonight?” Oikawa would asking jokingly every single day on the walk home, only to be shocked one day when Y/n finally said he could; she swore his face grew redder with him practically speed walking to her home for a night full of cuddling and stolen kisses
♡ His fangirls weren’t necessarily as big a problem once they moved onto the other teammates such as Iwaizumi. Although on the odd occasion Y/n would find a girl flirting to Oikawa she’d stay hidden to hear him say things like, “Haven’t you seen how pretty my girlfriend looks today?” “Hey where did you get that bag? I think she’d like something like that”
♡At all his games he would whine and throw childish tantrums when she’d show up in assistant coach attire rather than his jersey which he gave. So the times she’d appear. wearing the number “1” he would howl up into the audience telling everyone that was his girlfriend and how proud he was of her. Showing her off even to the other teams, causing the likes of Nishinoya and Tanaka to wonder how the hell he managed to bag such a sweet girl.
♡ “Ok but you’re l not doing it right Y/nnn” He whined turning around, clearly not happy with Y/n’s abilities of being the bigger spoon, her body not being able to fully wrap around the lanky player. “It’s not my fault you’re tall” She would scoff turning around in his bed rolling her eyes, and like clockwork he would immediately snuggle into her bag, effectively making her the little spoon which honestly they both preferred.
♡ “Coach why can’t we share a room? Don’t you trust me?” Showing off his pretty eyes to his coach, he intertwined his fingers with Y/n’s as they sat in the lobby of the hotel they were staying at during the tournament away from home. Her suitcase already held in his hands, because funnily enough they decided to just share a suitcase to make it easier, and so they have no excuse but to share a hotel room.
♡ “I have something for you Tōru, I made it myself” Y/n beamed pushing over a food container to her boyfriend, the playing field was empty during lunch with everyone else rushing to get food from the canteen. “What is it? Did my pretty girlfriend make me food?” Giddily he unwrapped the cloth tied around it to reveal slices of his favourite milk bread, his holy grail.
♡ “Did you make anymore milk bread?” Oikawa would ask the next day, circling around his girlfriend as soon as she walked through the school gates, his smile widening when she handed him a whole loaf this time; his hand patted his stomach happily while his other arm wrapped around her shoulder affectionately. “I am definitely a lucky guy”
♡ “Hey pretty who are you? Oh wait that’s my girl” He would call out in the middle of the hallway, using it as another opportunity to show off his fairytale relationship
♡“I bought us something, pretty. Look, it’s like matching pyjamas but cute” Holding up two sets of pyjamas he watched her face lighten up, the both of them immediately cramming into the bathroom to get changed before indulging in one of their scheduled movie nights. Every Friday it was almost obligatory for them to spend the night together, wrapped in each other’s warmth because there was honestly no one else Oikawa would rather spend his time with, other than his pretty.
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psa: first time writing for haikyuu so…
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Dating Collegekyoutani! Headcanons Pt.I
kyoutani kentarou x reader
genre: fluff
warnings: slightly suggestive?
synopsis: had a couple ideas on what dating collegekyou! would be like! headcanon style!
a.n. another brainrot because I can't get university kyoutani out of my mind! I'll probably add to this as college courses start back up and I gain motivation <3
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dating collegekyoutani! would include lots of early mornings where you’re knocking on his door
he’s still fast asleep, covered in his blankets while nudging a pillow underneath his chin
caught a case of blasting music until 2 in the morning because he wasn’t able to fall asleep
you’ll have to knock a couple times, mostly panicking because he’ll be late to his morning classes if he doesn’t get up right now
not knowing who it is, he’ll grumble out a, “hol’ your shit” while shrugging on an old shirt that’s strewn over the armrest of his chair
yes.
he sleeps in dark sweatpants and goes shirtless because it’s more comfortable to him
don't ask why.
he’ll yank the door open, frustration etched onto his face because someone just ruined his restless sleep, but then his eyes widen when it’s you- standing at the entryway of his dorm room and clad in the cutest outfit he’s ever seen
and no, he will never admit that every outfit you wear is disgustingly cute
“time to wake up,” you’d grin at him while he’s short circuiting, “and good morning, kyou.”
first off, it’s way too early for him to even comprehend that you’re literally here at this ungodly hour
second, he can't recall the last time anyone ever wished him a good morning
third, are you touching his hand right now?
sure enough, your fingers softly caress over kyoutani’s knuckles and he freezes at the touch before you’re teasingly scolding him with a, “you’re supposed to say it back, ya know.”
he’s clearing his throat, eyes darting from your fleeting touches on his hand and your bright smile, but manages out a pathetic, “mornin’.”
“good,” you’d hum in contentment before flashing him the watch on your wrist, “you have class in fifteen minutes.”
shit—
“and when you’re finished getting ready I’ll give you your good morning kiss,” you shyly mention with the hopes of motivating him to hurry.
it’s almost humiliating how fast kyoutani closes the door (not before telling you to wait for him) and scrambles over to the bathroom to brush his teeth with newfound vigor
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dating collegekyoutani! means you never wait on him after class
he’s surprisingly on time to pick you up after each of your classes throughout the week
absolutely can not let you wait on him
makes it his goal to memorize your schedule so he doesn’t have to constantly check his phone about where the buildings are at
would glare (or curse) at anyone that got in his way while he was on his way to pick you up
“watch it,” he’d bark out while narrowly avoiding a duo of students that were aimlessly chatting
throws in a threatening snarl for good measure before he’s darting away because his pretty girl is texting him
^they’d be traumatized by it for the rest of their lives
imagine dark leather-clad kyoutani standing beside the entryway of your classroom while you’re bounding up to him— the definition of excitement as a smile stretches on your lips
he’s murmuring a quick, “how’d your class go,” while he plucks your backpack off of your shoulders and slings it over his own (basically second nature to him)
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dating collegekyoutani! includes lots of handholding!
doesn’t matter when or where— this man will always have his hands on you
his love language is definitely physical touch so he craves the feeling of you being close to him
whether he’s snaking his arm around you to tug you closer or running his fingers over your hips, this man is at peace knowing that you’re safe with him
when you’re walking on campus with him he’ll nonchalantly thread his fingers with yours
he’d MELT if you decided to loop your pinky with his— it’s just so cute to him
if you tease him about it then kyoutani would pull his hand away to warn you for picking on him
“what was that, doll?” he’d ask while shoving his hands in his pockets
the corners of his lips would lift into a taunting smirk
“kyou!”
loves to hear you whine as your hands desperately claw at his to continue holding hands
it works every time
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dating collegekyoutani! causes you to smile whenever he keeps you company
surprisingly enough, he’s unintentionally hilarious
if you’re having a bad day or the vibes are just off– he’s uncomfy when you’re not content/happy
does everything in his power to see you crack a smile
he’d hesitantly bring up something that happened during his classes or his shift at work
doesn’t matter what it is (i.e. he’d share whether a student was running late to class and caused a commotion)
or
attempt to tell you a joke— to which you don’t understand at first— so he’s awkwardly trying to explain it and the way the tips of his ears tinge red is usually enough to elicit an amused grin
or
if you’re having a headache during a cold day then he’ll fling his hoodie towards you
you’d probably resort to sarcasm to cover up the blush on your cheeks, “wow, this’ll definitely help cure my migraine.”
“on second thought,” he’d instantly snap back at you and grab the back of the hoodie he just threw, “gimme that shit back.”
you’d have to apologize with a, “i’m kidding, kyou!” and tug him down for a kiss before he lets you wriggle away from him
little do you know, as you’re sticking your arms through the sleeves, that he’s fighting off a satisfied smile
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dating collegekyoutani! is an amazing choice for when you forget to take care of yourself
he knows that you’re extra stressed because it’s finals week
ALWAYS treats you to food so he knows you’re eating
“just pick what you want”
he doesn’t mind what you pick because he’s already got a good amount of funds left in his bank account from his on-campus job
plus
with the way your face dazzles at the sight of colorful desserts, kyoutani isn't really worried about picking up more shifts to earn cash
he’s surprisingly doting too
the type to motion you towards him with a single finger while you’re recalling details about your day
adores listening to your voice and his eyes would absentmindedly drift to your glossy lips
“c’mere,” he’s saying and a pleased hum escapes him when you’re so obedient to his every word
it makes his warm all over
uses his thumb to swipe up the cream at the corner of your lips
he’d lick the cream off of his thumb while holding eye contact with you
offhandedly throws in a “so messy, baby”
100% KNOWS that it drives you crazy so he always does it
lowly chuckles, the sound drives shivers up your spine, as you’re sputtering out the remainder of your story about your day
he’d also bring you coffee or tea (whichever you prefer!) after classes if he knows you need it
doesn’t want to overload you on caffeine but knows the pick-me-up is appreciated!
while you’re sipping away on your cup he’s already crushing an empty can of a monster energy drink
when it’s cold out (aka you have classes during the fall or winter semesters!) and you forget your jacket— don’t fret!
kyoutani will lightly scold you for it, mumbling out, “you knew it’d be cold today,” but still drapes his leather jacket over your shoulders
he knows it’s not ideal to keep you warm but it’ll have to work for now
yes. you are correct if you assumed that kyoutani brings a spare jacket after this instance
you’re instantly worried because he’s only in a t-shirt despite the frigid weather
“but,” you hurriedly attempt to shrug off the jacket, “you’ll be cold, kyou-”
if you even TRY to take it off all he’ll do is raise an inquisitive brow and that’s enough to stop you
when you tug the jacket closer to you, it smells graciously of pinewood mixed with another musky scent
it’s intoxicating enough to make you lightheaded during class as your mind is filled— entirely— of kyoutani
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in your league (oikawa x reader) - part one
pairing: oikawa tooru x reader.
genre: angst with happy ending, jealousy, pining.
synopsis: he made it clear how their secret little arrangement in study sessions isn't going to involve any emotions. y/n however, uttered those words in the heat of the moment. but she wanted to see how he reacts to it. it was now or never, and she was willing to come clean about her feelings.
warnings: sexual themes, cursing.
word count: 1.1k
She was always wary of people. Y/N has seen her best friend suffer more than once and she didn't want to be the one to experience the same things. But life really has a way to make you face the things that you most would like to avoid. It was time that she starts facing these feelings she had been harboring. And obviously, her best friend was there to give her a reality check on that.
"You know you can just tell him about your feelings?" Jooin said.
"Are you insane? No way I am doing that," Y/N said. Her eyes, once again, drifted towards the boy who, as usual, was surrounded by his fangirls.
"Then stop staring at him like a creep," her friend sighed.
"Hey, have you noticed the girls we are surrounded with? You might wanna be careful about what you say about fangirls," Y/N chuckled.
"All I am saying is that you don't know if he's gonna reject you. Why are you already thinking about so far ahead? Besides, aren't the study sessions going well?" Jooin asked.
"....yes," Y/N looked as if she was in a daze, "just because he's helping me with studies doesn't mean I can do something that is going to crush me emotionally." She could see Oikawa taking pictures with the fangirls, their cheeks squished together.
"I'm just saying-"
"You're not helping Jooin," Y/N started getting annoyed, "You don't think I'm aware of how painfully average I fucking look? Do you think I don't see the difference between the girlfriends he has had and me? For fuck's sake, they even ace in their studies."
Jooin just stared at her, empathizing, and said, "Wanna have a sleepover today?" He couldn't say anything back. Sure, he could provide encouraging words but those will do more harm. She would probably kill him. The thing is, he knew as well how average they were. It's not like his best friend was the only one struggling on the romance ground. Both of them were on the same page.
"I'll let you know later," she said looking back at Jooin, "Thanks for being so cool, bro!"
"Ew, that was cringy," Jooin grumbled getting up from his seat. He waited as Y/N started packing her backpack, a grin on her face for successfully embarrassing him.
"Hey! Are you coming to study today?" A voice boomed from outside the classroom. Y/N's ears reddened as she shouted a 'yes' back to him. She did not want to have this reaction. She knew how painfully obvious she was being by hurrying to get out of the room.
Thinking back on it, Y/N could've never imagined that she would be having study sessions with the hottest person in Aoba Josai High. If she was honest though, the past Y/N didn't find Oikawa 'hottest'. He behaved more like an idol which seemed a lot fake. Maybe his intentions were actually pure and he genuinely appreciated the love from fangirls. What bothered her though was his actions. He played around with their emotions, and it didn't even take much of an effort for him. He would flirt mercilessly with some fangirls, leading to heartbreaks.
Ofcourse, she knew all about how it felt since she was one of the victims now.
She could feel his eyes on her breasts for quite a while.
"Can you finish it quickly so that we can fuck?"
Oh, yeah. This was something that no one knew about them though. About them being in a sexual relationship.
She never expected someone like him to be attracted to her sexually either. And it was always like this. He would waste no time opening up her shirt with expertise as soon as she was done. His hands were all over her body. It didn't take much time from there. Soon enough the air would be hot around them, sweat covering their bodies. And Oikawa holding her hips tightly, as he moved. Sounds of skin slapping and breathy moans.
Y/N felt her orgasm building up as Oikawa started picking up the pace. She wanted to stay with him after this. Not pretend like nothing happened. It looked way easy for him.
Like it's just a random Friday for him.
Today was different. When they were done, a wave of shame came over Y/N.
"You ruined it," Oikawa sighed, an annoyance laced in his voice, "Did you really think we can be in a relationship just because we fuck?"
She was surprised. This was a different Oikawa. This was a mean Oikawa. She started tearing up, but Y/N had her ego as well. She wasn't going to cry in front of a dick. "I didn't mean to...it was just in the heat of the moment," she said.
"You really expected me to believe that?" Oikawa said, "You know I already said not to involve your feelings in this arrangement."
She felt so stupid. When they climaxed, Y/N confessed her feelings. It was in the heat of the moment, yes, but it was also true. And she already knew his answer but still, Y/N wanted to know the reason. "But why can't we be in a relationship? I mean...you like me, right?"
"Oh...I'm sorry for the confusion," Oikawa smiled, "I like you, but not enough to be your boyfriend."
Oh, this was disgusting. Now he was lying. She knew that fucking expression. The look of pity is an answer he gives to let the other person feel better about themselves.
She couldn't take in the unbearable atmosphere around them any longer. Y/N went to get freshen up in the bathroom and afterward started packing her bag. "You don't have to lie about it. I know I'm not as pretty as the other girls. It would be embarrassing for you," Y/N smiled at him and then started walking towards the door. She expected some kind of comment from him. A denial? Or at least an outburst?
It was worse that he was completely silent after her statement. Oikawa had a way of doing things and making people feel like shit. And this was one of them. She always knew the kind of a twisted personality he had and yet she allowed herself to fall for him. Y/N was doing a pretty good job of keeping her tears in. You can say, practice makes it perfect. She didn't know how she was going to continue this anymore. This arrangement was clearly over the moment he expressed his annoyance.
"Uh, since we are not doing that anymore. Let's just focus on the study sessions and get this over with. If I find anyone else willing to tutor me, I'll let you know," Y/N said walking out of the door.
Oikawa's eyes stayed still, observing all of her little expressions. He smiled, ".....That would be for the best."
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Managing Volleyball Teams
Summary: These are just little scenarios for managing the teams in Haikyuu, I decided to make a little interesting for myself by adding a quote from Rick And Morty in each one but you don't have to have watched the show for these to make sense 😊
🌱 Aoba Josai
Quote is: “I’m sorry but your opinion means very little to me”
Honestly most of the time you just sat in on practice for the fun of it, Aoba Josai as a team didn’t really need you there, you were the one that made sure that all of their matches lined up and that all of them got enough rest that was all they needed from you as a manager.
The third years however thought that you worked to hard, you were in third year like them and while you made sure that they always had time for themselves they very rarely saw you doing something because you enjoyed it, your school work combined with being club manager left you very little time to do things that you actually liked doing or at least that was what they thought.
You were sitting in the corner of the gym with papers strewn around you as you scribbled things down after texting the manager Shiratorizawa and penciling in a practice match for a couple of weeks later, you heard the shout from the boys warning you of an incoming ball, you glanced up for a second before moving slightly to the left and letting the ball hit the wall and bounce back to them. A couple of seconds later a shadow cast over you and you glanced up to see Oikawa leaning over you “Can I help you?” You asked.
“Maybe.” He siad drawing out the word as he stepped to the side and then crouched next to you.
“Shouldn’t you be practicing?” You asked.
“coach wanted me to take a break because of my knee.” He answered.
“How is it?” You asked.
“It’s fine.” He dismissed the question before changing the subject “so do you have anything fun planned for the weekend?”
“What does it matter to you?” You asked.
“So no?” He asked as changed his position to sit cross legged. “We were going out to relax the night before the game, you want to come?”
“Busy.” You answered.
“Liar.” He smirked and you looked up to see that he had grabbed your unlocked phone and was scrolling through something. “People are going to start to think that your boring.”
“I’m sorry but you opinion means very little to me Oikawa.” You mumbled as you took your phone back from him and continued working.
“You tell him (Y/N)!” Iwaizumi yelled from his place across the gym while the other two third years laughed openly.
“So we’ll see you tomorrow then?” Oikawa asked.
“If I say yes will you leave me alone?” You asked.
“Absolutely.” He agreed and you sighed.
“Fine I’ll see you tomorrow.” You mumbled as you pushed him away.
“Great!” He cheered before standing up and ruffling your hair, you glared at him and stuck your foot out as he walked off causing him to fall and the rest of hte third years erupted into laughter as Oikawa blushed.
“(Y/N) be careful with my star player!” Coach warned.
“Sorry coach !” You yelled back trying to mask your own laughter.
🛡 Date Tech
Quote is : “Are you writing this down, please be writing this down.”
Your team wasn’t at all crazy until you and Koganegawa joined the team, you both had an energy that you could say was missing from the team, you were both second years and excited to be there, you as a manager and Koganegawa as a first line player.
This was your first time at Nationals and you knew that the team had history here but you were new and everywhere that you looked there was something new, you hadn’t been their last year but you were here this year so when Aoba Josai beat your team they weren’t expecting to have ot literally pull you away from the Aoba Josai captain.
You eyes were narrowed as you looked at him, he smiled as he walked ober “can I help you?” He asked.
“Mmm oh no I was just wondering how someone like you could get a fan group like that.” You mumbled as you gestured the girls literally falling over themselves.
“We ask that every day kid.” Hanamaki called out from where he was standing and you glanced at him for a second before looking back at Oikawa.
“Next year we’re going to desimate your team.” You smirked as you put your hands in your pocket “are you writing this down, please be writing this down. We’re going to beat your team so badly that it doesn’t matter where you are you’ll hear about it.”
“Oh really?” Oikawa asked as he leaned over your smaller form.
“You bet.” You smirked, you were so invested in the staring contest that you didn’t feel Aone’s shadow fall over both of you, you didn’t notice him until he put his hand on your head, you looked up to see who was behind you and smiled your whole attitude changing as you looked at him “is it time to go?”
“Mmm.” He hummed as he turned you away from Oikawa who smirked as he watched you leave with your team seeming like a completely different person.
“I can’t believe you just did that!” Koganegawa cheered as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder.
“What are you talking about he’s not that scary.” You shrugged as you glanced back at the court that you were all just on.
“You need to never do that again!” Futakuchi warned as he nervously looked around.
“You worry too much.” You waved him off.
“Be careful.” Aone warned before walking towards the exit of the stadium, everyone looked at him then you before following him.
“Come on.” Koganegawa prompted you pulling you by the wrist towards the school bus.
🦉 Fukurodani
Quote is : “To Live Is To Risk It All; Otherwise, You're Just An Inert Chunk Of Randomly Assembled Molecules Drifting Wherever The Universe Blows You...”
You weren’t at the beginning of the Training Camp, you had a few things that you needed to do before coming down so you made an agreement with the coach that you would show up later than the rest of the team, everyone could see that Bokuto was having trouble focusing all day but no one apart from the team really knew what the problem was.
Later that evening you arrived, you knew where Bokuto and Akaashi would be at that time, they would still be training so you went to the gym that they were in “Bokuto! Catch!” You yelled as you run at him jumping at the last moment.
“(Y/N)!” He cheered as he caught you.
“(Y/N) you were supposed to call us so that we could meet you at the station and help you carry your stuff.” Akaashi reminded you and you shrugged.
“To live is to rist it all; Otherwise, you’re just an inert chunk of randomly assembled molecules drifting where ever the universe blows you…” You said dramatically and while placed you back on the ground Akaashi rolled his eyes.
“We were just talking about you bags.” He sighed and you giggled.
“Don’t worry I managed.” You assured him before you heard an unmistakable chuckle from behind you.
“(Y/N) I thought that you weren’t coming, I was worried.” Kuroo teased and you turned and smirked.
“You know that I wouldn’t miss my team wiping the floor with yours.” You goaded him.
“Well Bokuto can’t even score a point in this practice match let alone a real one.” Kuroo informed you and you rolled your eyes.
“Bokuto is my champion, you can get one for me right?” You asked as you turned back to the ace of the team.
“You know it!” He cheered as threw his hands up in the air. “Come on Akaashi we have to get a point for (Y/N)!”
“Just one?” Akaashi asked lazily and you laughed as you walked over to the benches.
“Let’s start with one.” You confirmed as you settled to watch them practice.
🦊 Inarazaki
Quote is: “You don’t know anything about my story.”
You were supposed ot be the new manager, you were younger than most of the team members but you didn’t let that stop you from surprising them all with you sassy comebacks, they were mostly in response to Atsumu who was constantly trying to get under your skin.
One afternoon they were all practicing, you were sitting and watching them coach was talking about needing them all to practice serving “I can receive on the other side.” You said and the coach looked over at you and raised an eyebrow.
“You can?” He asked.
“I can.” You nodded.
“Yeah maybe some of the other guys but I bet you can’t receive mine.” Atsumu smirked and you looked at him and frowned.
“What makes you think that?” You asked.
“No volleyball star story starts in the managers chair.” He smirked.
“You don’t know anything about my story.” You stood up and rolled your shoulder as you took off the blazer and changed your shoes. “Try me.” You watched as he got ready silence completely taking over the gym as everyone watched, you were ready to move at a moments notice, you took a deep breath as you watched the ball instead of him, waiting to see what direction it went before committing to one yourself, the ball came towards you at a speed but you still managed to receive it though it did take some doing.
“You…”
“I used to be on the girls team in middle school, I injured my shoulder so I can’t play anymore, the closest I can get to the game now is being a manager, the girls team wasn’t looking for a manager so here I am.” You explained and he smirked as he looked at you through the net.
“Now I know everything about your story.” He teased and you narrowed your eyes.
“Whatever, get out of the way the rest of the team need to practice.” You mumbled, Osamu was the next one up.
“Thank you.” He said as he looked directly at you and you frowned.
“What?” You asked.
“For crushing my brother.” He answered and you looked at him and rolled your eyes.
“You two are ridiculous.” You informed him and he shrugged before serving, you moved to stop his serve while hearing someone else say:
“You haven’t seen the worst of it.” And you believe them.
🐦 Karasuno
Quote is: “School is not a place for smart people”
You happened to be one of those people who was passing all of their classes even though you were hardly ever present for any of them and by that I mean that you were sitting there but your mind was always somewhere else.
All of the team knew this but still Kageyama and Hinata asked you to tutor them, you accepted immediately and everyone else was worried that they were going to fail everything because they were sure that you never listened and assumed that you were just lucky when it came to exams.
You were all sitting in the gym on the day that you were all getting you results of course your were perfect and Sugawara was again raking in money for being the only one to bet that you would pass everything however the main event was waiting for Kageyama and Hinata to get there, the gym doors were kicked open and you looked over and smiled as Hinata raced over to you waving a test paper in your face “I passed!” He cheered and you never smiled wider in your life.
“Kageyama?” You asked and he looked over at you.
“I passed.” He informed you.
“But?” You asked.
“I scored higher than he did.” Hinata cheered and before you could say anything else the setter was chasing the shorter middle blocker around the gym.
“How did you manage that?” Tsukishima asked.
“What?” You asked.
“They couldn’t learn anything in school, how did you teach them?” He asked and you looked at him and shrugged.
“School is not a place for smart people.” You answered.
“This one isn’t.” Tsukishima muttered as he watched the two idiots run around the court.
“Don’t be mean.” You warned and he rolled his eyes.
“Whatever.” He dismissed you comment as he got up ready to start practice, as Diachi tried to get the other two to focus.
“Hey (Y/N)! Come and get your two idiots to focus!” Diachi yelled and you laughed before standing up.
“Carrot top! Milk Boy! Get your crap together it’s time to volleyball!” You yelled.
“And she’s the one that passed with flying colours.” Tsukishima muttered.
🐈⬛ Nekoma
Quote is: “_____ is just a hyper-emotional needy little what’s the word I’m looking for… Human, I can tolerate it but I can’t give a crap about it”
Kuroo, Kenma, Yamamoto, Lev and Yaku had stayed behind to practice more and what that meant is Yaku was making Lev do drills while Kuroo was blocking spikes from Yamamoto that Kenma had set. You walked back into the gym with some food that you had gotten them as a reward for all of their hard work “Here you go boys!” You yelled putting the food on the benches as you sat down with your own share.
“Lev your not done yet!” Yaku yelled as he attempted to leave to get his own food.
“(Y/N).” Lev whined buti t was almost like you didn’t even hear him.
“Are you really going to ignore him?” Kuroo asked.
“Your the captain.” You reminded him.
“But we all know that Yaku literally only respects you.” Kuroo argued.
“Look Lev is just a hyper-emotional needy little what’s the word I’m looking for… Human, I can tolerate it but I can’t give a crap about it” You explained as you continued to eat your food.
“Did she just forget the word for human?” Yamamoto asked.
“Mmhm.” Kenma hummed as he continued to eat, you managed to hold it for like 5 seconds before you burst out laughing.
“Yaku stop it, let the child eat!” You yelled as Lev rushed over.
“Your too easy on him.” Yaku complained as he came to sit with you.
“And you are too hard on him.” You argued.
“At least Mum and Dad aren’t fighting.” Kuroo commented with smirk.
“They aren’t but they might be about to kill the wierd uncle.” You threatened as threw a pen at the back of his head and he just smirked.
“Alright everyone back to work!” You ordered as you saw that most of them had finished eating and they all groaned as you shrugged.
“Blame your smart mouthed captain.” You shrugged as they all turned to glare at Kuroo and you rolled your eyes with a small laugh. “We don’t have to stay for that much longer, just a couple more hours and then your all free to go.”
“To soft.” Yaku muttered.
“Stop critizing me and get back to work.” You grumbled before pushing him back towards Lev.
🦅 Shiratorizawa
“What, so everyone is supposed to sleep every night now? You realise that nighttime makes up half of all time”
The whole team knew that you could be obsessive in your behaviours and it was never worse then when it got to exam time, they would see that you distracted yourself from the pressure of exams by helping them in any way that you could.
Tendou and Ushijima realised that you weren’t there the moment that they walked into the gym and after some asking around they found that the last place that anyone had seen you was in the library, Tendou texted you asking if you were okay and within 30 minutes you were running through the gym doors apologising. “Why are you apologising?” Tendou asked as he walked over looping his arm around your shoulder.
“I’m late.” You answered.
“You don’t have to be at every practice.” Tendou reminded you and you looked at him and shrugged but he stopped when he finally got a look at you. “Is something wrong?”
“No.” You answered rubbing your eyes before stretching and turning towards the team on the court.
“Did you sleep last night?” Semi asked making you jump as you turned to look at him.
“What, so everyone is supposed to sleep every night now? You realise that nighttime makes up half of all time.” You complained and he just raised his eyebrow.
“It’s important to get 8 hours of sleep every night.” Ushijima informed you and you rolled your eyes.
“There is no teen apart from you that gets 8 hours sleep every night.” You argued and Tendou chuckled under his breath as you turned to him.
“What are you laughing at?” He asked.
“You need some rest.” Tendou informed you and you narrowed your eyes at him.
“So do you.” You informed him.
“How about we get some rest together?” He asked.
“Tendou.” Ushijima warned and you looked at him and sighed.
“You guys should get back to practice.” You gestured the court. They did go nback to practice but they all kept an eye on you until the end of training when Tendou gave you a piggy back ride all the way to your room and they all stayed talking and messing around, they only left when they were sure that you were actually sleeping.
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Letters and cookies
Manager Miniseries
─ Aoba Josai x fem!reader
─ Summary: you have to take advantage of your captain's fans
─ Warnings: none
3 < 4 > 5
Class 2-3 was quiet, the bell had just rung and you had just woken up, apparently the chemistry teacher didn't even bother scolding you, you were still going to continue sleeping in class and the punishments didn't bother you.
"(S), they are looking for you."
A classmate let what looked like a freshman through, she was flustered and holding an envelope to her chest. She approached slowly blushing, when she was in front of the table she spoke.
"C-could you deliver this letter to Oikawa?"
She lowered her head, spreading her arms. Somewhat confused, you accepted her message, you also didn't mind delivering a letter to the setter, if it had only been one. Since you agreed to take that letter, the girls came to your class to leave thousands of letters, chocolates, cookies, gifts…
Normally those girls gave it directly to Oiwaka or, if not, to one of the boys in the club, but it was easier to contact the manager, according to the lovers you were less scary than the whole team in general. You were not bothered by that, you were simply lazy having to interact with girls who blush just by delivering a mere letter, plus felt that if they kept sending him cookies you would end up eating them.
You were late for the gym because you were stopped by another group of lovers who delivered their letters and homemade desserts, you were already tired of it and it had only been a week, you did not want to imagine how the others who have been with Oikawa for longer would be. When you closed the door you felt a good energy emanating from the team, everyone seemed much calmer and happier.
"Why does training suddenly seem like teletubbyland?"
You asked the coach, dropping the gym bag on the table, completely confused by the mood of your teammates.
"I think they have stopped receiving love letters, you know, for Oikawa."
You rolled tour eyes, pointing to your arms where held everything you had been given, causing the coach to look at you in pity. As with your bag, you left all those gifts on another table, beginning your managerial duties.
"Woah, is all that for me?"
"Yes, there are too many girls who give me these things for you."
"I pity you." Iwaizumi put a hand on your head to pat it "You know you can reject them, right?"
"Yeah, but it's a shame to waste the cookies."
Everyone watched as your mouth watered at the sight those delights. They looked good and surely they were better than they seemed, the team would not deny that they would want to try the cookies.
The captain had an idea when he saw how you drooled over some simple cookies.
"(Nn) don't you want to try one?"
"Really?"
It was the first time they had seen you so excited about anything, you would usually be skeptical of almost everything they offered, well, apparently everything except free homemade food.
"Yes, but in return… you'll have to give me a kiss!"
Before Iwa could land a good hit on him you answered.
"Only that? If I had known, I would have asked you earlier."
Everyone was really surprised. Were you going to kiss him? That easy? They would not deny that they were a little envious of their captain at this moment.
"Are you sure you want to kiss that?"
Yahaba took you by the shoulder, wanting to avoid the scene, he couldn't believe that his stupid partner and captain was going to get a kiss from his pretty manager. You remained silent with a pensive face, your eyes traveled from Oikawa to the cookies constantly, that's all, you couldn't take it anymore.
"I'll take the cookies."
Everyone made a blank expression as Tooru celebrated waiting for the kiss scene, even though it was something different from what they thought would happen. Without warning you cupped Oikawa's face in your hands to plant a kiss on his cheek and go for the cookies. Of course, the captain did not specify where the kiss should be.
"I think Oikawa is not breathing."
While the guys were trying to revive the setter you were munching on the cookies, you had gotten a brilliant idea from that, you could call it business acumen.
"Excuse me, are you (S)?"
"Yeah, do you need anything?"
The newcomer nodded blushing.
'Oh, she's another girl with a letter and cookies! All for those glorious delights.'
"Give this letter to Oikawa as a token of love! Please!?"
"I'm sorry I don't give the letters directly anymore."
The girl's expression seemed to drop, she started muttering a lot of weird love scenes together with the third year boy while a couple of tears threatened to come out of her eyes.
"I no longer deliver letters, but you can put them in a mailbox."
"Huh?" life returned to her eyes "What mailbox? Where can I find it?"
"It's at the gym doors, you can take your desserts there too, I'll take care of giving him the box after training."
"Thank you very much!"
As soon as the girl ran out of the class you rubbed your hands with a mischievous smile, you could already taste those delicacies. There was certainly nothing else that made you happier than free home cooking. When the boys finished changing, they watched as you smiled like they had never seen before, in your hands you held a tray full of different cookies and candies.
"Where did you get all those sweets?"
"It's a very good question, Kindaichi, the truth is that I've gotten business. Do you want to try them?"
A little confused they agreed to try them, they were too good to be real, it wasn't until Iwaizumi ate a cookie with Oikawa's face that they realized where they came from.
"Iwa-chan, did you just eat me?"
"Huh?" he observed how there were more cookies with his friend's face on the tray "(N) where did you really get the cookies?"
"From his fans."
"(Nn) you're bad!"
You denied eating another one of those delights, almost crying with happiness as the flavors made their way through your taste buds.
"The girls will think that you are sharing their great culinary works, they will love you! More than they actually do..."
"Do you think that?"
"Of course, you also feed me- I mean, the team." you both watched as everyone grabbed more and more sweets that you had left on some tables "Is a win-win for all!"
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heehee, Cali!Iwa being culture shocked by the amount of skin in NA is vvv true because he definitely didn’t see a lot of that in Miyagi
(but I hc that him and the Aoba Johsai boys have wandered around Kokubunchou, so they were probably exposed to the seedy parts of Miyagi as well at some point 😆)
ahhhh, can’t wait for more Iwa from you 😌✨
— 🦊 Anon
omgggggg your HC!! YOUR MIND!!
aoba josai always gave me the vibes of being a kind of uppity school (not as snooty as stzw but definitely more than karasuno) so i'm just imagining matsuhana dragging iwa and oikawa out to the seedier parts of miyagi like a field trip. makki is taking pictures of things like a tourist. iwa is stiff and awkward the entire time. oikawa is melodramatic about every single thing they see. they are all sooooo clearly out of place.
hehe THANK U FRIEND ILY!!
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once again imagining marching band haikyuu boys, but specifically Aoba Josai - specifically Oikawa
Like imagine showing Oikawa how to braid hair bc you know these girls need help doing their hair on comp days.
But also specifically that one time i was showing a dude how to braid and was hyping him up when it seemed like he was getting it and some girl came up to us and blatantly asked if he and i were dating and i was confused and he was confused and
her: So when are y’all going to make it public that you’re dating?
me: I’m sorry what *vaguely remembering that someone told me she had a big ass crush on this dude*
her: Well you’re always flirting with him so either y’all are dating or you like him and haven’t told him yet
me *looking at my friend who still has another poor girls hair in his hands*: Since when are you straight?
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I wanna be aoba josai's manager so bad, so I can be chaotic with them as they seem like so much fun
— 🐸 anon
Omg I can imagine you having lots of fun with them! They really seem like a funny group like some other ones djfbkdkf I wish I would be living in Haikyuu and get to know all of our sweet volleyball players and just befriend them and give them a kith on the cheeks uwu dkfkdkkdd
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Fallen Pumpkins
kyoutani kentarou x reader, established relationship!
genre: halloween fluff (pumpkin patch/carving pumpkins one shot!)
warnings: slight cursing
a.n. I wrote this one a while ago but never posted :o cheers to the spooky season (I’m working on writing some more to celebrate!) but have some of this grumpy boi in the meantime <3
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“So many damn pumpkins.”
Huffing in annoyance, the blonde’s heavy black boots stomp on stray bits of yellowish hay that litter the arid ground. The result is a satisfying crunch that causes him to commit heartier strides. He nudges the orange gourd near his feet and haughtily smirks when it tips over to land sideways. Your hand immediately strikes out to smack the male’s arm, a form of discipline that leaves him alike to a grumbling child.
“Well of course,” you hum while bending down to reposition the pumpkin that toppled over, “what did you expect from a pumpkin patch?”
Kyoutani shrugs, the dark leather of his jacket tensed with the movement, and proceeds to keep a keen eye on the strangers that waltzed around the two of you. He was rather watchful of lingering eyes that gazed a second too long at your figure. Yet, the blonde would adamantly disagree when most would comment on his overbearing protectiveness.
“Just never been to one, I guess.”
Your fingers brush off the specked dirt that rests on the pumpkin before clapping your hands on your pants and standing back up to face Kyoutani. A curious glint twinkles in your eyes, settling to pry deeper into the confession of his past that was rarely uttered. Taking a step forward, his eyes instinctively widen at the close proximity and gulps upon inhaling a whiff of your perfume.
“I’m glad I could be the first to take you to one,” you profess sweetly.
With the genuine phrase, Kyoutani is certain that he’s gravitating to cloud nine. Even if the two of you had been dating for a year, you always amazed him. He swears that his heart is drumming through his chest, ready to explode in each passing moment of admiring you. Your voice was a melody that he’d never tire from, and your words were the lyrics of his favorite song.
He’d fallen for you.
Clearing his throat by pounding a fist on his chest, Kyoutani dumbly responds with a hasty, “yeah, me too.”
Suddenly the world seemed to widen after his response, no longer trapped in his tunnel vision of just marveling at you. Babies were bawling their eyes out, couples were cheekily posing for their latest social media picture, and kids were tumbling down from the bales of hay that were stacked with pumpkins. The dried hay bombarded his mouth whenever he opened his lips to speak and dirt blinded him with every gust of wind. Each area of the small farm is covered with the orange vegetable that he’s grown familiar with throughout the day.
It was stuffy and obnoxiously loud enough to remind him of his high school days. His former teammates’ boisterous chants that always riled him up. Kyoutani certainly wished to steer clear from this whole social event, a string of curses ready to leave his mouth whenever another aloof kid rushes past you. Yet, a dazzling smile never leaves your face and here he is— tagging behind you like a lost puppy.
“But this might be the last time I’m goin’,” he snorts as his face tinges red and quickly plasters on an annoyed expression, “since we’re gonna be here forever because of a certain someone.”
Upon realizing that Kyoutani’s honey toned eyes are casted over to you, a dramatic gasp leaves your lips, “am not!”
“Are too.”
Twirling another pumpkin around to inspect the bruised side, you puff in exasperation. Your method of carefully scrutinizing each vegetable caused the quick pumpkin patch trip to turn into a four hour adventure.
“Not my fault that I want mine to be perfect.”
Your retaliation backfired almost automatically, as he raises a thin eyebrow in your direction since it was obviously your faulted flaw. Waving your hand dismissively, a happy squeal is emitted when you raise a pumpkin towards Kyoutani. Evidently, there were no signs of bruising, discoloration, and it was perfectly round to carve.
“This is what you want?” He asks dauntingly, knowing that your indecisiveness was infinite.
“Yup.”
You pop the last syllable before motioning to haul it over to the payment station but Kyoutani easily plucks it from your hands and carries it under the crook of his arm while slipping your hand into his. The sensation of his cool fingers is relieving and you have no quarrels with the physical affection. However, as the two of you pass by another barrel of pumpkins, you instinctively reach out to touch them but are gently tugged back by the male.
“‘Said you were happy with this pumpkin.”
“I just wanted to look, Ken-kun.”
“I’m gonna pay for this one and I’m driving home.”
“Can’t I just take a peek?”
Pleading with your lower lip jutted out, he rolls his lined eyes at your feeble attempt at disputing. You exhaled in defeat, allowing the blond to drag you to line up before the cash register. There were a decent number of people waiting to weigh and pay for their choice of pumpkins but an abrupt thought flooded your mind.
“You didn’t even pick one yet!”
Accusingly pointing a finger at Kyoutani, he puts in half the effort of how dramatic you are by huffing. His arm shifts into a more comfortable position, grasping your pumpkin underneath to reach for the closest one that lounges beside him. It’s quite an amazing feat to pull off, you would even offer him an impressed hum if you weren’t disgruntled by his lack of enthusiasm.
“Yeah, I got one.” He raises it to support his claim and it baffles you that he isn’t attempting mockery.
“You literally just picked that pumpkin up from the ground!”
“Isn’t that how pumpkins grow?”
“It even has a bruise on the back of it!”
“‘S alright.”
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You attest that the blond has growled approximately seven times in the past five minutes of carving your pumpkin. A multitude of haphazardly cut plastic bags line the tiled flooring of the shared apartment. The covering served as a makeshift shield so the pumpkin seeds and guts wouldn’t create a hassle to clean afterwards. Digging within your pumpkin, you scoop out the remaining bits before settling back to peer at the handy work. Your knees gently knock against Kyoutani’s, as you’re both perched on the floor, but the blonde is engrossed in his own tasks.
“This is clean enough, right?”
The question causes him to snap his gaze towards you before trailing to the hollow opening of your pumpkin. A string of orange fibrous strands and a couple seeds are still lodged in the crannies.
“Maybe a bit more.”
Aided by Kyoutani’s mellow comment, your lips press into a determined line as your fingers grasp the handle of your scooper. The blonde continues wracking the sharp tool through the pumpkin shell. Tingling in the back of his throat, he pushes down a profanity when the carving tool gives out on him and the inexpensive steel bends in an acute angle. An entertained laugh threatens to leave your tinted lips but you know better than to taunt the defeated.
“Son of a—“
“Don’t worry! I bought more for this reason,” you reach over to slide another cutting tool towards him, “here, Ken-kun.”
“Hmph, thanks.”
The small blade glints when catching the beams of light coming from the living room. There’s a Halloween movie portrayed on the screen, used to provide faint background noise, and the evening saffron hues outside are perfect for setting the scene. If Kyoutani was guessing correctly, the subtle scent of pumpkin spice came from your obsession of online shopping for candles. It’s warm enough inside the apartment to be cozily dressed and to prove his point, golden eyes flit to you.
The sleeves of your shirt– well, his shirt– were folded to your shoulders so you wouldn’t dirty the material when ferociously carving. Ideally, Kyoutani never did mind if his clothes became stained, since a washing machine was invented for a reason, but didn’t argue with your logic. He’d never admit that he preferred when you wore his clothes, especially his shirts. It was one of his older volleyball attires, a white jersey, that still appeared to drown your figure.
He’s falling deeper.
“Finally done,” huffing while you swipe at your forehead, “now you have to carve the face of my pumpkin for me.”
Eagerly, you push your pumpkin over to the blond while innocently beaming at him. His train of thought snaps, blinking wildly at the second pumpkin he’d have to tediously carve and grumbles incoherently. Bumping shoulders, the dark hoodie he wears is enough to cushion the light impact as you edge closer to Kyoutani.
“I want my pumpkin to have tiny round eyes and a smile,” you mention while leaning your chin on his shoulder, “can you make it blushing too?”
“It’ll look crappy if I do it since it’s my first time.”
Over the past couple months you’ve taken account of the blonde’s growth in height and the sweatpants he’s clad in isn’t bunching up at the ends. Instead, alike to his unfamiliar stature, new black piercings align the outer edges of his ears. There’s a stark contrast in appearance between the two of you but the attractive male has you reeling every time.
“I believe in you though.”
Slipping your hands into the underside of his arm, you gently cling onto him as he huffs in embarrassment. The tips of his ears burn red, fueled by your openly genuine confession, but the carving tool finds purchase in his fingers once again. Kyoutani starts by threading the blade into the center of the pumpkin and etching the flesh away.
“What do I get outta this?” He questions absentmindedly, focusing on carving a symmetrical circle for the eyes of the jack o’ lantern.
Pondering with a tilt of your head, you manage to nonchalantly play with the strings on the blonde’s hoodie, “whatever you want.”
“Then c’mere.”
Before you have the chance to retort, Kyoutani quickly drops the tool in his grasp so he can card his calloused fingers through your hair. A sharp tug has you lurch forward to connect in a toe-curling kiss with the male and the intensity produces stars to erupt within your vision. His lips, contrary to the warmth of the room, are calmingly cold to the touch. It’s bittersweet, much like the short-term euphoria that consuming piles of candy would give a person. Yet, there is a loving hint that laces the kiss as he pulls away with a satisfied lick of his lips.
“Happy Halloween,” you playfully whisper as the two of you unwillingly refuse to separate.
Kyoutani’s silent for a moment, inwardly urging himself to get his explosion of emotions under control, and he clicks his tongue at the smile that dances on your lips. Leaning forward once more, he snorts and moves to gently prod your forehead with his.
“If I got you,” he murmurs as his hand reassuringly wraps around your waist, “it always will be.”
Fingers trace the stitching of the number 16 on your shirt and his delicate actions cause shivers to flare at each spot he touches. There’s an unsaid approval that settles in his stare, gaze raking across his shirt that clung onto you. But after a couple beats of silence pass, Kyoutani’s face heats up and the blonde hurriedly forces his eyebrows to furrow in discontent as the sweetness of his words finally catches up to him.
“Today must really be fucking with me if I’m spouting all this sappy shit.”
Your amused giggle causes your eyes to upturn into crescents as you press a quick kiss on his cheek. The beating in your heart was steady throughout the confession, raging rabidly when your mission of having a successful first Halloween with Kyoutani was possible.
He’ll keep falling forever for you if you let him.
“I love you, Ken-kun.”
“Love you too, princess,” he automatically responds in a mutter before growling and desperately prying your hands off of his hoodie, “shit! you still have that pumpkin crap all over your hands!”
“You still haven’t finished carving my pumpkin!”
“Not gonna if you keep wipin’ that shit on me!”
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MANAGER!SEIJOH AU
a/n: this is kind of an au like what if you were
for more seijoh content, check this masterlist out!
anon:
- 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 i would like to request a seijoh!manager reader who’s a first year and is siblings with ushi and the team’s reaction to finding out that she was supposed to go to shiratorizawa with ushi and their reaction with her getting along with the shiratorizawa volleyball team and maybe the manager is a small cute soft little energetic ball of sunshine 🥺🥺 also hewwo, hope youre doing well! ☺️ -🎷🐛
- Ir seijoh manager series is so gooood. Can we get something where by some weird reason yn-chan is close to ushijima and tendou and the seijoh boys dont know about it and how they'd react to her being so affectionate w them ahahwindkdn
EVERYONE SHUT UP AND LOOK AT HOW FREAKING PRETTY TENDOU IS LIKE AKLFDJLASKFJDLSKFJDSFLKD
okayokayokay
so this is a what if thing
like what if ushijima was your older brother
SLKFDJADFLIJSDKLDF I CAN ALREADY IMAGINE OIKAWA SCREAMING
you didnt exactly have the best relationship with your mom
you remember when you were younger that she used to yell at your brother for using his left hand and you got angry a lot because you were fiercely protective of your brother
this caused her to yell at you too for being nosy and being involved in something you shouldnt be in
duh we know that ushi’s dad takashi actually supported him for this and protected him too and you were also a papa’s girl so you always ran to him
he understood you both better and while your mother worked, he was at home taking care of you two
then when they mentioned wanting to separate, you were very sad but somewhat relieved
mostly because you hated hearing your parents arguing and you felt bad for your brother as he constantly did whatever to get you out of the house
thats what brought on your love for volleyball
you werent exactly the best player but you were interested in it and often watched matches with him
but you also liked volleyball because your brother liked it
you liked whatever your brother liked
he adored you too and he was a boy who didnt talk much due to your mother but he was always a talker with you
especially when you couldnt sleep, he would sneak you out of your room and you both would run to the kitchen and eat ice cream
even with just a 2 year age difference, he looked as if he was older than you due to his massive height
‘just wait nii-chan! i will drink enough milk to reach your height!’
*insert lenny face*
AKLDJFSLDKFJDF I HATE MYSELF
CAN I PLEASE DIE
however
when they divorced, you thought your father would take both you and ushi
like the lady at the court even asked you where you wanted to go and not a breath of hesitation you chose your father
you weren’t very concerned because you knew your brother was going to choose your dad as you both were closer to him
so imagine your surprise when he said he didnt care and naturally, the mother would get the child
lowkey you felt hella betrayed and when your dad whisked you away overseas, there was this grudge you held against toshi
yall youre like 5
i would be hella mad too if my brother chose the person who yells at him all the time
in california, your father made sure you still remembered your brother and you tried to detach from the japanese lifestyle to your new one but you just couldnt
maybe around 6 years you were already fed up with the hot california heat and you wanted to go back to japan to see toshi again
you got over that grudge years ago but your mother refused to have any contact or anything to do with your father and so that included you too
she refused to let you both video chat and any type of connection
your dad obviously noticed your sad expressions and your obvious longing to go back to your brother again and so he arranged something
you shut the door gently before taking off your shoes by the doorway
the large house was often quiet except for the constant typing of a keyboard in your father’s study
‘tadaima’
you meekly mumbled but his sense of hearing never wavered so he heard your voice
‘oh? y/n?’
his voice echoed through the hallways and you heard his chair squeak as it was moved back so he could stand
your sock-cladded feet padded against the hard wood floor and you walked towards his study where indeed he was standing there
your father has definitely aged yet his job as a coach made him as fit as he was decades ago
as much as it disgusted you, you could tell what your friends meant when they said your dad was good-looking
they actually said your dad was hot but you refuse to acknowledge that
you and your friends are like 12 tf
you closed the door and sat down on the loveseat at the corner of the room as it was your designated spot
‘hey, papa’
you greeted with a smile and he gave you the same grin
‘i ordered f/f (favorite food) for dinner tonight so try and listen for the bell to ring, okay?’
you nodded
there was bit of small talk and you asked about his team while he asked about school and you both arranged to hang out over the weekend at some ice cream shop
the conversation dragged on until you heard the doorbell and you ran to the door to answer the delivery man
your dad put out the plates on the table and you excitedly dug in
‘also, you remember your grandmother? and her terrible back?’
oh god of course you did
they lived about 30 minutes away from your house in japan and she constantly worried your father bc the woman was approaching 90 and was still picking peppers!
with old coach ukai
‘what did she do now?’
your father chuckled at the exasperation in your voice
‘she misses you. says something about the family’s princess needing to go back to her country or something’
there was a smile in your face
your grandmother was your favorite and she always said you were the princess
she hated your mother because of how insensitive she was so she only acknowledged you as the only other female in the family
obviously your brother was also liked but there was just a special bond between you and your grandmother
‘so when are we going back?’
you asked and it was clear that you were excited at the thought of going back to japan as you havent been back since you moved due to your father’s busy job and your school
takashi swallowed his food before revealing the news
‘actually, if you want, you could finish your schooling there. but only until college first though because your old man needs you over here too’
nah bro you didnt even care about the last part
literally your fork fell to the table and you shrieked
‘WHAT?! SERIOUSLY?!’
and thus brought you back to japan
you stayed with your grandmother on your dad’s side and you quickly got accustomed back to japan life
OH
your BROTHER!
okay
so waka-chan def heard you coming back
your mother was grumbling about it the other day and he was sure he heard your name in there
‘sdkfjkdslfjdkslfj y/n dkfjlsdkfjldkf’
LMAO THATS ME TRYING TO SAY THAT WAKA COULDNT UNDERSTAND WHAT SHE SAID SINCE SHE WAS MUMBLING SHE WASNT KEYBOARD SMASHING LMAO
there was a mutual giddiness in there too and he was excited to see you again after many years without contact
however
there was a bit of fear in there that thought back to when you were younger and his choice of not really having a specific parent despite your pleads to stay together with him
but he was going to make sure your bond was still intact!
he would do anything in his power to do so!
when you arrived
your dad accompanied you back to japan and you both were walking out to the exit of the airport when you saw your grandmother excitedly waving a sign around
in bold sparkly letters, it said ‘USHIJIMA’
okay wait i love grandma usui
you quickly ran over to her and she grasped you into her arms
‘nana’
you sobbed and she hugged you tightly
‘im so happy youre back home’
your father shook hands with the friend she brought to help drive you guys back home
old man ukai was basically the chauffeur but hes really good friends with your nana so it was okay
the entire ride you guys basically caught up with each other and you couldnt help but laugh whenever your dad would go on a rant about your grandma being too reckless and your nana defending herself
‘oh stop it, takashi. i was only given one life and if it’s over, it’s over. for now, ill live it how i see fit!’
your old family home was exactly as you remember it but you didnt expect the 6′2 boy in the living room
‘nii-chan’
you meekly whispered and he let out a soft smile before opening his big arms
you ran into them and he held you tightly
‘i missed you. so much’
he whispered and you nodded
it was def such a nice thing to have your brother again
oooo your dad been knew that you would be sticking to waka like you did when you were itty bitty young
so when you practically begged waka to stay at your nana’s house the entire summer, he couldnt refuse you
duh your mom went to see you but you just quietly sat there and smiled at her
polite but distant
due to being around waka so much, you naturally went to his volleyball practices and their training camp
there
you met his friends and you guys quickly got acquainted especially with tendo bc he was just so fun
and he was your brother’s boyfriend best friend
the others were still kinda distant with you ahem ahem im looking at you shirabu
but they were mostly amazed at how powerful the genetics played in your appearances because wowza you were beautiful
lmao dont let waka hear them say that bc they would be benched all season in a single snap
during training camp, you usually sat at the sides or you would be their stand-in manager
goshiki absolutely LOVES you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GOSHIKI MY SON MY BABY
him and you were the same age so there was an easier way of being friends and your energies just matched so well
he would run up to you whenever he got a play right and you would ruffle his hair affectionately
LADKSJFLDSKFS FLASHBACK TO TENDO!SISTER X GOSHIKI
‘y/n-chan!’
‘y/n-chan!’
‘y/n-chan!’
hell even ushi was getting annoyed at goshiki’s constant need for you
tendo would steal you away and he would be giggling to you about how adorable you were and you just giggled along bc wow this beautiful man is really talking to me right now
ALKSDJFLKSF CAN YOU TELL IM ALSO A TENDOODOO SIMP?
‘cmere, y/n-chan. i taught toshi this the other day and he was very impressed and wanted me to do it again. okay so it goes in a rhyme, ya ready?’
you nodded along and he shot you a close-eyed smile before starting to draw on the dirt with a stick
‘there once was a man with-’
lets just say
you were definitely your brother’s sister
sometimes though
you would try and go towards the calmer players to get away from the rowdiness from baby daddy tendo and baby goshiki
you would find them at the gym just doing drills and at the sight of you, they would turn red but continue playing
they didnt really mind seeing you there bc youve always been such a positive energy and cheered them on which gave them strength
‘NICE ONE OHIRA-SAN!’
‘WAHHH SO COOL YAMAYAMA-SAN!’
you were like a cute ball of serotonin >o<
‘wah, of course its expected for you guys to be the top in the prefecture. youre like,,,,, silent but deadly~!’
duh a compliment from a girl?
dead
shirabu’s bangs would get in the way of his vision sometimes yall i will never stop making fun of that ridiculously adorable haircut so you would use a clip and tuck it away for him
this big babie is so awkward that he turns red when you whisper in his ear that you were done
semisemi baby and you got along bc you guys had a similar taste in music and because you lived in california, he was fascinated that you were in the music capital of america
‘did you see celebrities down the street?’
he asked you excitedly one day during lunch
you stopped then smiled softly
‘semisemi-kun, i didnt live at that part of california’
nah to him, america is just filled with celebrities
OH DEAR BABY BOY KAWANISHI
taichi is a generally quiet guy
like you thought he was actually selectively mute when you first met him
but you gradually got him to talk and you would help him whenever he would want to practice
usually it was during the ungodly hours of the morning
you woke up and went to grab a drink from the common room but you noticed his large build exiting the door so you followed him into the gym
‘kawanishi-san?’
you called out and felt guilty when he jumped
‘oh, hey’
he aknowledged
‘wha-’
you stopped to yawn causing your eyes to close making you miss the brief second of softness that flashed in his eyes
‘what are you doing?’
you tiredly asked
taichi dusted off his trackpants after kneeling down to rummage through his bag and you couldnt help but gawk at his height
‘im training early’
he answered
‘why? is it because you want to keep up with the others?’
you mumbled and he was surprised for a second but reverted back to his stoic expression
‘i have to make sure i am able to reach my seniors level for next year’
taichi turned away to grab a stray ball and you moved to go to the storage room for the ball cart
‘oi, what are you doing? go back to bed’
he said from the other side of the gym but you just looked back at him with a tired grin
‘meh, i want to spend time with you, senpai’
you reasoned
he shook his head before walking over to you then ruffled your hair
‘no wonder youre so tiny. you dont sleep enough and let your body grow’
yep that was the closest youve gotten to taichi joking with you
usually, hes training and when hes in the zone, nothing else has his attention but the ball
maybe thats why the others ahem goshiki has said that he was very scary
his game face was practically a mean face
basically you spent the entire training camp with them and then soon, you were going back to school
duh everyone hmm maybe not shirabu bc he most definitely read the school book of rules thought you would be going to shiratorizawa with them
but you broke the news to them one afternoon and imagine the tears from both tendo and goshiki
‘WHHYYYY!!!!’
‘NOOO!!!!!’
‘why can’t you?’
semi asked and you were about to answer when shirabu beat you to it
‘the school doesnt allow late transfers’
oh right
the american school system was set in a different schedule than a japanese school system
it was considered the summer for them yet school already started a few months ago
since shiratorizawa was a very academically and physically prestigious school, they refused anyone who would potentially be late or behind their curriculum
‘so where ya headed to then, chibi?’
tendou pouted and you leaned against his arm
‘hmm some school named aoba johsai? i dont know its near my grannie’s so that’s all that mattered’
oh dear
USHIJIMA NO Y/N WILL NOT ASK TOORU TO GO TO SHIRATORIZAWA
they consider seijoh a rival bc theyve played against them practically in every prefecture tournament and they were worried for that infamous setter
‘ne, y/n-chan, promise us that you won’t be swept away by them! especially a guy named oikawa tooru!’
uhhh
well
tendou’s warning was kinda ignored bc you ended up being seijoh’s manager
hehe
surprise?
but they weren’t really really shocked tho bc they knew you liked volleyball so you would naturally be in the volleyball team
even as a manager
meanwhile in seijohhh
OooOOOoOoOooooo sEiJOOhHHHH~~~~~~
okay so you were actually registered under your father’s last name usui rather than the ushijima last name
therefore you werent exactly immediately known as HEY! USHIJIMA’S SISTER!
you still became the manager the way you did as mentioned in part 1
and you still are their adorable baby manager
you were aware of their oikawa’s hatred for wakawaka so you try not to talk about him even though youre literally the closest person to him
was it traitorous?
maybe
but you actually even help them when they practice
duh the boys are like eyebrow raise emoji
‘wow youre really into volleyball, huh, manager-chan?’
matsukawa commented and you just smiled
‘hmm, my family likes it so ive picked up a thing or two’
LMAO
little do they know your brother is literally the best volleyball player around and is a member of the under 19 team and your father is a volleyball coach in america and would someday be someone iwaizumi hajime (19) would apprentice under
there was a lot of times you thought you would slip up like your home screen was of you and waka but youve been careful to cover it up
BUT
you cant always be sneaky
it was during the first day of the tournament and you were filling up their water bottles I SWEAR WHY IS MANAGER-CHAN ALWAYS FILLING UP WATER BOTTLES when you found a familiar bunch of boys at the end of the hallway just chatting
you havent seen tendou and the boys in so long so you placed the bottles down and rushed over there so quickly
‘TOMUTOMU!’
you shouted and the oddly-haired boy turned and he gasped before grabbing you into a large hug
this grabbed tendou’s attention and he cheered then hugged you too
your giggles and happy cheers were so infectous and they just absolutely missed you so much
these tall boys were at a advantage so someone scooped you up and you were just affectionately being talked to and hugged and LKDSJFSLDFJ SO LUCKY SO LOVED
meanwhile
the plant babies were wondering where the heck you went to
‘y/n-chan?! where is she?!’
oikawa panicked quickly while iwaizumi hit him to shut up
‘be quiet! you won’t find her if you’re too busy freaking out!’
‘ill find her’
matsukawa volunteered and they nodded, feeling at ease of him being capable to find you if you were in trouble
but when he returned empty-handed and with large eyes, they knew something was up
they ran behind mattsun to stop and copy his shocked expression at the sight in front of them
is that
you?
with
shi
ra
to
ri
za
wa
oh my god
‘y/n-chan!’
oikawa shouted, being the first to speak
you jumped and your own eyes widened
‘oh. oh no’
you mumbled
the others were so stunned and seijoh itself was so hard to make speechless but they were just shocked
period
‘what is happening’
iwaizumi mumbled
yea the others were just shocked period
‘hey guys’
you waved and you motioned them closer
‘uhh,,, well,,, um they are my friends’
you smiled uneasily and they could see that
‘aaand?’
oikawa signalled you to say everything bc he knew it wasnt the whole story
you sighed
‘ushi,,, jima is my brother’
you mumbled the last part
but they heard you
‘HAH?!’
you cringed and the shira boys were about to move to protect you but they saw you glare at them
‘what? what about it? hes my brother? and?’
you babbled
‘but,, why are you,, in seijoh? dont get me wrong! its just,, youd naturally go to shiratorizawa right?’
mattsun waved his hands around and asked the question thats bugging the team
‘i came to the country late’
‘THE COUNTRY?!’
well,,
turns out you havent exactly told them everything about you yet :/
even when youve cleared the air and introduced waka as your brother, seijoh still didnt say anything
they were stuck in this shocked and surprised moment even at the end of the day and when you went straight to the shiratorizawa team,
they watched with wide eyes as you laughed with goshiki and was jumping around with tendou
‘AH! TOMU! MY HAIR!’
‘TORI-SAN! SATORI-SAN! TAKE THAT!��
wow you were actually really beautiful when youre happy
‘i dont think ive seen her this happy with this much energy’
makki said and they nodded
it was true
you were usually calm and collected and was the perfect balance to this chaotic team
so seeing you so free and loose with them was so refreshing, even if it was with damn ushiwaka
you finally went back to the seijoh boys and they all sent glares to the violet team before sending you a smile
‘you ready to go, manager-chan?’
watari ruffled your hair before handing you your bag to start walking to the bus
‘yea. lets go home’
as you all walked, oikawa was already starting his tantrum
‘y/n-chan~! why aren’t you that happy around us? are we not enough for you?’
oikawa whined and pouted
but you just turned to smiled at him and stopped walking to pat his head
‘im not their manager, therefore im not pressured to act like anyone except as a friend and a spectator. but i try to be as professional as i can with you guys to make sure you dont appear bad to others. and you guys are perfectly chaotic enough, adding me into the mix will just about kill coach’
oikawa didnt seem satisfied though
‘but! thats not fair! they get to see you smile and i dont!’
iwaizumi growled at him to be quiet but you beat him to it
well
you smiled at tooru but your eyes shone maliciously
‘i knew you would act like this, oikawa-san. as punishment, i gave nii-chan your phone number. good luck avoiding him now’
oikawa screamed
a/n: AAWWWWW LETS NOT KILL COACH IRIHATA OKAY? HES LIKE OUR GRANPAPA AND PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LEAVE OIKAWA ALONE WAKAWAKA-KUN!
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Enough of the drivers, which mechanic?
#haikyuu art#haikyuu!!#hq#inarizaki#nekoma#sejioh#aoba jōsai#aoba josai#hq kenma#kenma imagine#kenma kozume#hajime iwaizumi#iwaizumi x y/n#hq iwaizumi#deciphered oikawa#deciphered#haikyuu street racing!!#street racer! hq collab#hq tokyo drift#ojiro aran#aran
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if you want love - oikawa tooru
genre: hurt/comfort | g.n reader
warning: none ( i don’t think so anyway)
word count: 1.4k
a/n: oikawa hurt/comfort is my favorite to read. honestly this is my favorite fanfic i have written in a minute (including my fanfics not on this account).
i just need a moment in my own space
Oikawa has grown a lot since high school. Not only in height, but his resilience and motivation as well. He loved Argentina, his new teammates, the culture, hell he could not even count the amount of things he felt blessed that he got to experience.
However, as much as he was surrounded by people he had never felt more alone. When he returned to his room after hours of training he felt the urge to call you. But, he can’t. He remembers the conversation like it was yesterday.
“I don’t see why we can’t make it work, Tooru?” tears in your eyes as you pleaded for him to see things from your perspective.
“(Y/N), I’ll be thousands of miles away. Plus how am I ever going to experience life if I-” he cut himself off, eyes widening. Why would he try to say that? That’s not what he meant.
“If what, Oikawa? If you’re trapped in this relationship with me?” now the tears fell freely down your face.
“No, (Y/N), that’s not what I meant,” his brain failed him, he still loved you. He was just scared to lose you at a distance.
He cringes at the thought. Picturing you walking away from him as he struggled to find the right words. It has been six months since you’ve spoken, but Mattsun and Hanamaki give him constant updates on you. As the three of you opted to go to the same university. He knows you’re single, he has your new number, all he has to do is click the call button.
And so, he does.
in the pointless conversations with the old me
Serve after serve smacks the floor in the gym. It’s deafening, but Oikawa couldn’t care less. I must be better, I have to do better. His exhaustion clouding his judgement as he starts to hit serve after serve out of bounds. Finally after what could be hundreds of serves Oikawa drops. He couldn’t remember when he started crying. Maybe right as he fell to his knees or maybe it had been happening the whole time. Why can’t I just be good enough?
A weight settles itself on Oikawa’s shoulder. He snaps to look at the person immediately wiping the tears out of his eyes and trying to give his typical carefree smile.
“Oikawa-kun? Are you alright?” your words seem to be the trigger as his eyes well up with tears once more. You hug him tightly, Oikawa may have just been the obnoxiously pretty popular boy in your class. You had always seen him full of confidence, borderline cockiness, and joy. To see him in this state was a jarring realization that Oikawa wasn’t just the enigma you thought he was, but a person.
“I know you don’t know me very well, Oikawa-kun, but whatever it is you don’t have to go through it alone.”
tellin' me it doesn't mean it's wrong because it feels right
“C’mon Tooru! You have to go! I don’t want your coach to go off on me,” you giggle as Oikawa pulls you further into his embrace. Peppering kisses down your neck and shoulder. You finally manage to make him pull back, however instead of leaving like you have urged him to do, he stares deeply at you. You feel the blush rising to your cheeks as he finally breathes out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.
“Okay, but I will see you tomorrow!” He kisses you goodbye and jogs into the gym.
“Okay, love you!” you respond just as he pushes through the doors of the gym. Your eyes widened, did you just tell Tooru you loved him? You had been dating for nearly four months now, it was bound to be said soon, however you never expected it to slip out like that. You assumed Oikawa didn’t hear you as you didn’t say it loudly and he was already inside. However, he heard you loud and clear.
His mind raced all through practice, you loved him? He had convinced himself he didn’t deserve you. He couldn’t deny how warm his heart felt that the person he found so beautiful and amazing possibly saw him the same way. Oikawa did not know how to process this which left him playing terribly the entire practice. But, for once, he didn’t seem to care. After practice ended and he got an earful from his coach he began to walk home with Iwaizumi.
“What is wrong with you today, Shittykawa?”
“Iwa-chan! You know how much I hate that name!” Oikawa deflected, however the gaze of death Iwaizumi had on him made him fold in record time.
“(Y/N) told me they love me.” Oikawa stops walking as he admits it to his best friend.
“And?” Iwaizumi crosses his arms as he looks at Oikawa with a slightly confused look, this should make Tooru happy, not whatever this was.
“I love them too, don’t get me wrong,” Oikawa breathes, “I just don’t understand how they can truly love me. They’ve seen everything they know I am not the perfect boy all those fangirls seem to think I am.”
“You dumbass, you didn’t say it back did you?” Iwaizumi rolls his eyes and shoves his friend in the direction of your house. “You need to go tell them, they love you in spite of everything wrong with you, you need to get your head out of your ass and be the man they deserve.”
All Oikawa gives is a nod before he is sprinting in the direction of your house. The pounding at your door jostles you from the half asleep daze as you watch some shitty romance comedy. Assuming your parents just forgot your house keys you don’t bother to look through the window before opening the door only to be met with your severely out of breath boyfriend.
“Toor-” you are cut off by his lips smashing into yours. It takes him a few seconds but he pulls away and meets your eyes.
“I love you (Y/N), so much.”
i'll sit in the living room and laugh with kids of my own
The arm of your husband, Tooru, rests over your shoulder as you listen to your son and daughter recap their crazy day at school. You are completely enthralled by the dramatic reenactment your son is making of how his lunch tray spilled all over the much hated lunch monitor. Tooru, on the other hand, is completely captivated by watching your reactions to your kids. He is so glad he called you all those years ago.
“Hello, this is (Y/N) how may I help you?” your voice rang through the phone and shot straight through his heart.
“Hey (Y/N), it's Tooru or, uh, Oikawa,” silence rings over the line for a minute. He has to check to make sure you didn’t hang up on him.
“Why are you calling?” as much as you tried to hide it, he could hear your voice break through the speaker of his phone.
“I know you might not want to hear this. I just have to say everything I didn’t have the strength to say 6 months ago. (Y/N), I love you so much. More than anything, and I am so sorry for what I said. I didn’t know what I wanted back then, but I know now. I wanted to see and experience the world with you, not without you. I was scared of you experiencing things without me when we lived apart and I let my insecurities get the best of me. I am so sorry. Please let me make this up to you.” Oikawa is nearly sobbing by the end of his confession.
After a few minutes, your breathing and Oikawa’s sniffles are the only noises shared during that time.
“Okay,” you breathe.
“Okay? Okay! (Y/N), I promise I will make up for it. I love you so much.”
He made up for it tenfold. He worked at fixing your relationship harder than he ever worked at bettering his volleyball skills. Your eyes finally meet his.
“Tooru, have you even been listening?” you whisper to him.
“Sorry, I was preoccupied by watching the most beautiful person I have ever seen,” the cheeky smile he sends you after is enough to earn him a soft shoulder shove.
He found a love greater than his passions, and he was never letting it go.
if you want love, you gon' have to go through the pain
#oikawa x reader#oikawa imagine#haikyuu imagines#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu hurt/comfort#tooru oikawa#oikawa tooru#haikyu x reader#seijoh#aoba josai x reader#seijoh x reader
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GENERAL HAIKYUU!! FIC RECOMMENDATIONS PT. 2
(Reader inserts) Recommendations of my favorite headcanons/imagines/fics/scenarios (I don’t own any)
part 1, part 2
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↪︎ misunderstandings / confessions
fluff / accidental confession ⟶ w/Akaashi, Iwaizumi, Kuroo, Oikawa & Semi
fluff / his friend accidentally confesses for him ⟶ w/Iwaizumi, Suna, Bokuto & Atsumu
angst fluff / they think you want to break up ⟶ w/Aone, Kyoutani, Oikawa & Ushijima
angst fluff / you overhear that they don't like you ⟶ w/Kuroo & Suna
sfw fluff / you jokingly ask them if they’re using you for your body ⟶ w/Bokuto, Kageyama & Iwaizumi
sfw fluff / you jokingly ask them if they’re using you for your body (part 2) ⟶ w/Kuroo, Osamu & Sakusa
sfw fluff / you jokingly ask them if they’re using you for your body (part 3) ⟶ w/Akaashi, Oikawa & Suna
sfw / accidentally texting your ex (part 1, part 2) ⟶ w/Bokuto, Kuroo, Kenma, Oikawa, Tsukishima & Atsumu
sfw fluff / reacting to people thinking you are dating ⟶ w/Iwaizumi, Atsumu, Suna & Ushijima
sfw / expsosed crushes ⟶ w/Akaashi, Sakusa & Kenma
sfw / exposed crushes (part 2) ⟶ w/Tsukkishima, Osamu & Iwaizumi
↪︎ tiktoks / pranks
sfw fluff / ignoring them because they called you short ⟶ w/Suna, Atsumu, Osamu & Iwazumi
sfw / "i know why my boobs are so small" ⟶ w/Matsukawa, Atsumu, Bokuto & Iwazumi
sfw / "i think I know why my ass is so flat"⟶ w/Suna, Bokuto & Iwazumi
sfw / "is this seat taken?" ⟶ w/Iwaizumi & Atsumu
sfw / pulling them in by their belt ⟶ w/Iwaizumi, Osamu & Ushijima
sfw / you call them by their full name ⟶ w/Atsumu, Iwaizumi, Kageyama, Terushima & Yamaguchi
↪︎ hurt comfort
timeskip
angst / you getting hurt after an argument ⟶ w/Sakusa, Suna & Atsumu
fluff / comforting them after a bad day ⟶ w/Sakusa (timeskip), Iwaizumi & Suna
⚠️ sfw / discovering your self-harm scars ⟶ w/Osamu, Sakusa & Suna
⚠️ sfw / self-harm scars ⟶ w/Kita, Sakusa, Ushijima & Iwaizumi
fluff / you're insecure about your thighs ⟶ w/Kageyama, Kenma & Kuroo
fluff / you're insecure about your thighs (part 2) ⟶ w/Atsumu, Bokuto & Osamu
fluff / the things friends do for you ⟶ w/Kuroo & Tsukki, Bokuto & Akaashi
fluff / "am i pretty?" ⟶ w/Iwaizumi, Atsumu & Kuroo
fluff / sucking in your stomach ⟶ w/Atsumu, Iwaizumi & Oikawa
fluff / you're insecure about your hip dips ⟶ w/Atsumu, Oikawa, Sakusa & Ushijima
fluff / you're insecure about your stomach ⟶ w/Atsumu, Oikawa, Sakusa & Ushijima
sfw / seeing your ex bother you ⟶ w/Iwaizumi, Osamu, Bokuto & Kageyama
fluff / how they act after a fight ⟶ w/Iwaizumi, Sakusa & Suna
fluff / you are insecure about your body ⟶ w/Iwaizumi, Kuroo & Suna
fluff / refusing to cry in front of them ⟶ w/Kageyama & Atsumu
fluff/ "i’m mad at you but I still love you” ⟶ w/Oikawa, Atsumu & Daichi
angst fluff / "kiss the most attractive person in the room" ⟶w/Kuroo, Osamu, Iwaizumi, Oikawa
fluff / they see you crying over a book ⟶ w/Bokuto, Sakusa & Kuroo
fluff / they see you crying over a book (part 2) ⟶ w/Iwaizumi, Tsukki & Osamu
・・・・・・
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Updated:26-October-2022
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Who?
Manager Miniseries
─ Aoba Josai x fem!reader
─ Summary: The guys decide to test you to see if you can get the manager job
─ Warnings: oikawa
0 < 1 > 2
They were all gathered in the volleyball club room, sitting in a circle with serious eyes, analyzing the plan proposed by several of the members.
"So what exactly do we do?"
Matsukawa glanced at his cell phone for the last time to ask, taking a quick look at each of the boys to lean more comfortably in his seat.
"She could be our manager."
Yahaba's eyes seemed to have little stars while the place Kindaichi was in seemed like a blooming scene, they could already imagine a lot of scenes where they were gentlemen helping a lady in distress.
"What if she's a fan of shittykawa?"
The mother of the team broke all hope with his clear but harsh words, there was no girl who didn't know Oikawa Tōru in high school, there was no girl who didn't like that stupid setter in one way or another.
"Iwa-chan, she didn't seem to know me." he pouted, crossing his arms, but before anyone could say anything else he spoke again with a smile "Oh! What if she played hard? I mean" he fixed his hair and looked at his nails "to get my attention."
He received a blow to the neck.
"It could be possible."
"Then why are you hitting me?!"
"I don't know, habit I suppose."
"Iwa-chan, so mean!"
That was how they decided to approach you, you could be their future manager if you weren't another one of Oikawa's obsessed fans. The plan was simple, they would have Oikawa bump into you 'accidentally' so that he would start flirting —as usual— so they could see your reaction and decide whether or not you could be part of the team.
Late. Late was a word that was followed by your name, never in your short years of life have you arrived anywhere on time, for that very reason and because your brain did not remember to charge your phone last night is that you were running to get to class. Luck wasn't in your favor either, you arrived fifteen minutes late looking quite messy, although you didn't care about that, your teacher wasn't very amused, that's why you had a little talk with the vice principal. Luckily you would only have to do a couple of things, including cleaning the classroom for a week, well, that was better than a punishment from your mother.
Anything but confront that devil.
Currently you were lying on your table, trying to rest what you had not been able to do that night, but what was your fault? No one warned you that one of your most anticipated series was going to come out so late and you clearly wasn't going to stay without seeing an episode, despite the fact that you ended up watching almost an entire season.
"Here you are, I was looking for you."
You didn't bother to turn your head to see your friend, you just raised a hand, warning that it wasn't the best time to talk.
"You were late again?"
You hummed affirmatively in response. The newly arrived girl sighed when she saw you, you would never change, she left some of her snack knowing that you would not have brought yours and left to let you rest. Like clockwork you woke up five minutes before break was over to eat the sandwich that your pious friend had left you, you would thank her later for being an angel who feeds you. The following hours passed slowly, if it weren't for the fact that a classmate reminded you where the cleaning utensils were, you would have thought that you were still in class. You walked to the closet where things were kept, surprised to find nothing, it was literally empty.
'And how the fuck do I clean the class now? If there is no material I can't clean so…'
A mischievous smile crossed your lips at the thought of not doing your punishment. Coincidentally and out of convenience, the vice principal passed by—surely knowing beforehand that the objects in that closet had been used by other classmates—he simply told you that you could use the third-year ones because they finished a little earlier, so they wouldn't be being used. The previous smile was destroyed in seconds, grumbling internally for not being able to get free.
You walked slowly while letting out a yawn, you really needed to rest more. You picked up everything you needed —which were not a few things— staggering a bit, you affirmed the grip of all the objects against your chest so that they would not fall to the ground, which was totally unnecessary because you collided with a boy, throwing everything to the ground.
'Who's here so late? Aww, now I'll have to pick it all up.'
"Oh, I'm sorry."
A flirtatious voice filtered through your ears, you sighed seeing everything on the floor, rubbed your temples taking a deep breath, this would be a big headache.
"It doesn't matter, I didn't see where I was going."
"Let me help you."
When you looked up, you both looked at each other, remaining like that for a second until you opened your mouth slightly when realized a small problem. The boys hiding behind the corner were disappointed thinking that you really were a fan.
"Don't move."
You said calmly in a whisper as you studied the boy, rather something else that was on him.
"Huh? So you know me? I already knew that no one would resist me."
You didn't listen to his words because all your attention was focused on the mosquito that the boy had fluttering through his hair, you raised your hand slowly, Oikawa remained static thinking that you were going to pounce on him, he smiled arrogantly at that thought.
"I got you!"
You hit the head of the setter, leaving both the person who received the slap and the hidden boys stunned, that was not what he had in mind that would happen but he continued in the line of thoughts, still believing that you were his fan.
"what was that? Are you a masochist? I'm not really into those things but I could try them for you…"
You wiped your hand with mosquito remnants to start picking up the utensils thrown on the floor, forgetting about the boy who imagined grotesque scenes in his mind, before you could leave quietly he touched your shoulder with a triumphant smile.
"So when do you want to meet? I can make a space in my schedule for you, darling."
"Excuse me?"
"I mean, who wouldn't want to hang out with me?"
"Who are you?"
All the guys that were there froze thinking the same thing. 'She doesn't know me' echoed in the captain's head, no, you're just being tough, right? He broke out in a sweat as he stared at the blank face of the you.
"B-but we saw each other a couple of days ago." you tilted your head thinking "You have to know who I am!"
"Oh! I know who you are, you're the boy I gave my friend's letter to."
"Yes!"
The boy's spirit returned to be present in his expression of victory.
"But I don't know who you are."
And he was down again in a matter of seconds. Seeing the boy's downcast expression, you felt a little sorry, you tried to remember all those times when you were eating and didn't listen to most of what your friend told you, until a lightbulb went on above your head.
"I remember, you're Oiwaka!"
'Oiwaka' gasped as he seemed to want to cry, he quickly walked away to where his companions were hiding from him, giving up.
'Where has he gone? Well I don't care, what a weird guy'
You shrugged your shoulders to go finish your punishment, well, part of your punishment, you would think about what to do with the other part of the problem.
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Lines of Protection
✄・・・ Crisp Leaves [Aoba Johsai Manager Series]
➜ Pairing: Aoba Johsai x Manager! Reader
➜ Warning: being hit on? The boys trying to burn everyone with just a look.
➜ Notes: Manager in this story will be portrayed as a girl. She will be tall, around 170.5 cm. This will happen during preliminaries. The timeline’s around Inter-High Preliminaries, so Kyotani’s not here yet.
↷ SUMMARY ↶
They made sure to build layers of protection for the incoming flirts advancing towards their manager.
There’s an unwritten rule between the members every time they’re stepping into the new territory of public–protect their manager at all costs. Maybe that applies to every team which has a manager in it, including Aoba Johsai.
Either Inter-High, Spring Tournament Preliminaries, or even just a practice match all of them had a silent oath to ‘not-let-anyone-touch-their-precious-manager’.
You don’t particularly feel uncomfortable about their act similar to tall barriers, in fact it’s the exact opposite–you feel safe even though you’re the only girl in the club. However, if they started to glare at anyone in the vicinity without anything to be glared about it’s beyond infuriating and downright rude.
For two years, maybe more, you’ve been to Sendai City Gymnasium. Preliminaries for nationals in Miyagi is always being held there.
The moment people recognize your signature aqua and white jersey combination, whispers were there immediately–following your team as they passed by.
“Look there, it’s Seijoh.”
“Uwah, they screamed powerhouse already. The members are really tall.”
“But more importantly, is that their manager!?”
“That tall beauty over there!? Man, Seijoh’s really lucky.”
Cue for Yahaba, Kindaichi, and Kunimi instantly snapped their head and put up the most menacing glare they could–making the commentors stiffened from the sudden and unexpected attention.
“Stop it.” But, you’re there to lightly smack their head with your notes–scolding them from being rude to strangers and apologized on their behalf.
“I’m sorry if they scared you,” you bowed apologetically.
“N-no, it’s alright.” They stuttered. When you’re out of ears reach along with Aoba Johsai, that’s when they could finally speak–describing their encounter with you even though in just a few seconds. “It’s like… being blessed by the gods…”
They’re whipped, your honor.
At least one of them would go along with you when you announced you would fill the water bottles during the team’s warm up before their match starts–for both helping you carry the weight along acting as a bodyguard. Usually, Yahaba was the one who accompanied you or even Watari.
With just an intense stare that screamed ‘get away’, they successfully hinder lining boys trying to sneak a chance to talk to you (sometimes you even forgot that Watari could be intimidating if he wanted to).
They would be fools if they thought they could get a step closer.
But still, there’s somehow at least a moment when the team unconsciously let their guard down and resulting some random guy blocking your path–being persistent of having your number in their contact list.
“Hey, you’re really cute. Can I have your number?”
“I’m sorry, but I’m uncomfortable giving my phone number to strangers. So, please excuse me.” You declined politely.
“Then, let’s get to know each other more-“
“Do you have business with our lady?”
This time it’s the third years–knowing they have more impact than the second or first years in getting rid of pests who insisted on hitting on you, they took it as their duty to stood towering behind your figure.
“She did say ‘excuse me’, didn’t she?” Oikawa remarked, smiling–although the smile was nowhere near kind and considerate. “Did you know that it’s rude to keep pushing a lady for her number? Maybe that’s why you’re not popular?”
Iwaizumi put a hand on your shoulder, gently pushing you to take a step back until your figure was obscured with his taller stature. If Oikawa’s the master of sharp-tongue, then Iwaizumi already made them quivered in their feet from his glowering.
“Hey, we didn’t mean any harm-“
“She refused, didn’t she?” this time, it was Matsukawa who cut them off. Standing nearly a head taller, he looked down at the ones who bothered you. “When our lady manager said no, that means no.”
“Now, now,” Hanamaki could be playful most of the time, however the time when they’re manager being hit on and they’re being quite pushy he discarded it without a second thought. “Be grateful we didn’t witness you laying a hand on her because if you do, you will catch these hands.”
Safe to say the two yelped and apologized before scurrying away.
“Come on, let’s head back.” Iwaizumi gruffly said, prying the water bottle tray from your hands.
From being protective to super-overprotective just in a matter of minutes–the sudden change of their demeanor sometimes surprised you.
Well, they sometimes did feel proud when hearing whispers about you–especially the ones filled with none other than compliments. Beautiful, resembles a model, attractive, and among other things, being impressed and acknowledging your skill in strategy.
‘That’s our manager, world! Otohaku [Name]! Remember that!’ they might as well as screamed those words throughout the country because they just adore you.
Aside from that, take step towards you in their line of sight it will be the last step they’ll take.
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