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#haikyuu lev
loveephia · 1 year
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you as nekoma's beautiful manager.
content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, kenma has a small crush on you, reader is as pretty as kiyoko shimizu and alisa haiba, karasuno featured in the bonus.
⚠ warning/s: none.
inarizaki ver. | shiratorizawa ver. | fukurodani ver. | aoba johsai ver.
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oh dear
now, it's no surprise that the boys have been wanting a manager for the longest time
and you just so happened to stumble into their gym while trying to look for the girls'
you wanted to tryout
but it's okay! you can still walk out and make it to the tryouts—
wrong.
because once yamamoto saw you in your tracksuit, assuming you'd be their manager, all hell broke loose.
guess there's no turning back now
"PRETTY.. MANAGER.." yamamoto falls to his knees and
ok, now, imagine him crying in the jojo artstyle
yeah, that's him rn
you don't know why, but two people in the back did a high-ten and yelled out, "yakisoba!"
yaku is sO KIND AND CARING although lev could say otherwise
kai helped you adjust to the team's stupidly loud antics 😭
kenma just nods at you and goes back to practice
kuroo recognizes you because you're one of the smartest students in nekoma. your report card, from top to bottom, is all filled with lines of 9 (grades from 90-100)
and it's safe to say that he's intimidated
because you're pretty, intelligent, and totally his type 🫦🫦
inuoka gives you a charming smile and you feel ten times lighter than when you first walked in the gym today
"woah, you're really pretty." lev, honey, yk you can think to yourself, right?
fukunaga welcomes you with a joke
"what kind of streets to ghosts haunt?"
"dead ends?" you respond
oh my gosh, is it you? is it really you?
are you the destined one he's been searching for for all of these grim years?
".. yeah, dead ends." fukunaga mumbles.
it's only day one, and you got the entire team admiring you already
nice kill 💯💯
1 point for nekoma 0 for karasuno
you sign the papers that need to be signed, and BOOM!,($!] you're now on trial!!!
everyone was kind!! they politely asked you for tosses, gave you reassurance and encouragement, and they helped you carry a few things to the gym!!
now they're taking a break, and kenma sat on the floor, pulling out his gameboy
you tried to sneak a few glances at what game he's playing, and you recognized it! it's the game you play in your spare time at home!!!
you try to peek at his level, but it's hard to see due to his hair
"you know, you can just.. ask me questions, right?" he asks
you knew that of course >:(
you sit next to him and ask for his level, and it turns out he's a few levels lower than you
sooner or later, you're giving him tips on how to play the game, and WOW HE'S A FAST LEARNER
he went from 15 levels below you to only 3 now
his motions were swift, and you couldn't help but stare starry-eyed as he played
why's kenma feeling warm all of a sudden
it's not even summer yet
maybe he needs some potassium
kuroo notices you two and is happy that kenma has someone he can share his interest in gaming with, like how kuroo shared him his interest in volleyball
BONUS
nekoma welcomed karasuno at the entrance, having been the only school here that karasuno is familiar with.
then suddenly, nishinoya and tanaka are wailing in the background while yamamoto laughs maniacally. "yes, oh, dear, karasuno! look at our beautiful manager!" you stood there idly. you were just trying to carry some fresh produce to the kitchen before yamamoto pulled you aside..
kuroo facepalms at yamamoto's behavior.
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© lowercase intended | loveephia
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kairismess · 5 months
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you know who ive been thinking over lately? lev😉. sooooo do you think you can write something about shy reader finally building up the courage to ask him out since he’s never caught her “subtle hints” (she stares at him…) then taking him to what you think his favorite type of date would be? love ya!
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HI LOVELYYYYYY omg CUTEEEEEEEEE @zdenque this is for u too bbg :3 ⭐
you mean it? – lev haiba x fem!reader
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🏐 genre: fluff !
🖋️ word count: 906
💗 special mentions: @zdenque @xoxo-cha
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he always had the tendency to catch your eye, and how couldn't he? standing at 6'5 with ash colored hair, and those tantalizing emerald eyes you couldn't not stare into every time he was near. he such a contagious smile, one that tickled you in the way that you'd be smiling for the rest of the day if you saw his grin–he was just that adorable.
you weren't exactly the bold type, but you did have a very expressive heart that beat a mile a minute, or stopped beating whenever you'd hear his voice or he'd give you friendly pats or touches. and though you weren't one to make the first move, you couldn't help but keep your gaze on him as he jumps up to spike or block–or even just smile and be his jolly, kind of goofy, self.
you loved lev haiba, and it sucked how you could never tell him.
you always worried you'd be too obvious or too clingy, but those concepts never occurred to the boy–he was just glad to have such a caring, loving friend like you; even if that said friend yearned for a more intimate connection with him, something that gave rewarded all the endless affection and adoration you had for him. ultimately, after months of harboring this secret crush on him, you finally took your first step, and... told him in one, swift breath:
"iloveyoulev."
the silver-haired boy stared at you with a neutral expression, his gaze unmoving as you got even more hot in the face, avoiding his stare even more as he laughed a little at your confession, not realizing it was a serious one; because how could someone as cute and gentle as you like someone as reckless and dense as him? "hah, okay, what a funny joke, you really had me there, though! who knew you could look so adorably flustered on command?" he asked you in between giggles, pinching your cheeks and smiling wider.
your gaze was casted downwards as you muttered that, no, it wasn't a joke—you really did love him, so, so much. you always have.
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the boy stared at you with a smile frozen on his face, and all of a sudden, your words sunk in; your bashful demeanor at the moment reflected just how true your feelings were... and it finally hit him, after months of you secretly pining for him and dropping hints like crazy—lev haiba understood, in that moment, that the girl of his dreams fell for him. and he couldn't believe a single bit of it.
the smile on his face widened a little, his eyes growing wide as well as he stared at you and blushed like crazy; he looked like a strawberry, one you just wanted to sink your teeth into. you called out his name in a stutter, not meeting his eyes, hoping he wouldn't be too boisterous about it, because if the rest of the team knew, you'd melt. but instead, lev wrapped his arms around you and pulled you a little closer, awkwardly hugging you by instinct.
he chuckled lightly and whispered in your ear, "i... i really love you, too. wow, it, uh...how long have you—" "f-for... several months now—" "months?!" he exclaimed loudly, perking his head up in surprise, blushing tenfold. he couldn't believe that the girl he had been so smitten with, ever since the day he laid eyes on her and shared that first awkward, yet unforgettable, conversation with her actually loved him. he chuckled even more and pulled away, smiling from ear-to-ear.
"c-can i be your boyfriend now...? i-i wanna do all those cutesy couple things with you... l-like go to fairs with you, give you piggyback rides wh-when you're tired, a-and even let you borrow my clothes! i'd let you sleep on me on the ride home, j-just... b-be my girlfriend... and i'll love you the best i can." lev promises as he gets on one knee, barely leveling with you since his height was so massive, but that didn't matter at the moment—what mattered right now was that lev finally had a chance with the most perfect girl in the world... and he wasn't going to let you go from his grasp, not when he wants to try his hand at making you feel so happy and loved.
he takes your smaller hands in his own, and he's shaking; his hands are warm, a little coarse, much wider than you're own—but he's shaking with anxiety and excitement. he wants you to be his first girlfriend, and he wants you to be the most loved person in his life right now. he wouldn't rush you, but... he can't help himself; he's too hung up on the high of love and the feeling of loving you that he can't control himself and take things slow, when he can be the best boyfriend for you if you'd just say the word.
"please... think it through, but... know that i'm right here if you ever decide. i... i love you. so, so, so much!" he exclaims, the crack in his voice becoming increasingly obvious as his ears and nose tinge red and pink, his eyes glimmering with pure joy and love for you. he knew from the start you'd be the one for him, and now, he wants to be the one for you—what do you say to your new, lovesick sweetheart?
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remremmm · 4 months
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Lev: *holding a salt packet* It’s just a little sodium chloride.
Kuroo: Actually Lev, it’s salt.
Lev: That’s what I said, sodium chloride.
Kuroo: Uh Lev, that would be salt.
Kuroo: *takes the salt packer from Lev* This is iodized table salt, which in addition to sodium chloride contains anti-caking agents and potassium iodate, which is added to prevent iodine deficiency. So not only are you being overly pretentious by insisting on using scientific terminology for everyday items, you are factually wrong. Your arrogance is your downfall, you annoying little shit.
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yobinty · 2 months
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21/01/23 Lev Haiba
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cerisesakurainspring · 2 months
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HAIBA LEV × READER
~~Your one of a kind 'little blue'
"Tilt your head towards me while you lean your chin on your knuckles," you ordered at the handsome male model whose smooth silvery hair was slicked back on one side.
You saw him wink a fast one at you. It was rather too smooth you would have missed it if you weren't already focusing on his face through your camera lens. 
A click of your tongue earned you a chuckle from the model, and you captured the moment quite effortlessly. You look at the screen beside you and let out a proud smile at the photo encapsulating a perfect snapshot of your subject.
The splendid lighting. The idyllic setting. The flawless pose from the impeccable model dressed in exquisite clothing was nothing short of perfection.
Though his sublime features were second to none, Lev's stellar modeling skills allowed him to create balance and bring attention to what he was selling. Both himself and the product always shone equally in each portrait.
This remarkable talent of his is what earned him succesive contract offers and endless modeling opportunities.
As a sought-after model, he has graced covers of renowned magazines and strutted runways for esteemed brands with effortless grandeur that came on naturally. Seemingly with no effort as if it was merely an extension of his being.
Lev was undoubtedly a sensational model. He commanded attention with his striking poise and undeniable charm that went beyond the lens of a camera.
His exquisite catlike emerald eyes is what captivated you at first. At a glance, he was a man of elegance and maturity, but boy, oh boy, you have never judged a person so wrongly until you met Lev. 
You first met him at a photoshoot your company was supervising, and you were there to accompany your senior as a rising photographer yourself. At that time, one of the supervising agents for the luxury Italian brand Brioni visited the set. With his eyes glued on his phone, he accidentally tripped over a few wires and toppled on the floor rather ungracefully.
To all the staff's surprise, Lev suddenly guffawed boisterously amidst his photoshoot, earning him a disapproving look from the supervising agent. He laughed as if it was the funniest thing he has ever witnessed in life, but being the professional icon he was, cleared his throat and posed for the camera as if he wasn't just in tears from amusement.
Even though you weren't the principal photographer at that shoot, you took out your camera just in time to capture the entire sequence. It would not have gotten past the covers anyway, so you took photos without much thought.
Your actions did not go unnoticed because the silver-haired model came bouncing up to you, wanting to have a look at the shots you took of him.
A few days later, Lev's agent signed an exclusive contract with you, and thereon after, you accompanied the man on his modeling journey. Unbeknownst to you then, Lev was the one who convinced his agency to have you on the team.
He loved that you were able to capture not just the beauty of your subjects but the raw emotion behind it. Sentiments beyond what the eye could see but would certainly tug at the viewers soul.
To Lev, you were akin to a precious gemstone that shone with its own prismatic colors so unlike what he has seen before. Like a rare taaffeite, but better. So much more remarkable. You caught his eyes in an instant, and you two only grew closer as years went by.
"Do you wanna get married, милая?*darling*" Lev towered over you, his lips stretched into a sweet smile. You roll your eyes at the way he battered his eyes at you.
"We're already married, little blue." The nickname always delighted him. It was quite the ironic endearment, for he was a giant standing tall at 196cm. Many have also compared him to a Russian Blue cat breed, earning him your pet name 'little blue'.
He snakes his arm around your waist and rested his chin on your shoulder while you skimmed through your snapshots. "Lev, we are on set." You warned but leaned your back against his chest regardless.
"Then, when are we having kids?" He asked nonchalantly as he swayed you side to side.
The question made you blush terribly. You haven't told him yet, but you were indeed a month pregnant and were waiting for the right opportunity to tell him the wonderful news. Somehow, that moment felt right to you.
You turned around to face him with an excited and knowing smile on your lips, "In eight months, maybe?"
"Then, we'll make the baby in eight months!!" He said too loudly and too enthusiastically, missing out the point. The staff around you snickered at his suggestive statement, and you felt a rush of embarrassment course through your entire body.
Your palm met his mouth, and you gave him a warning look as you pushed him towards the changeroom. His voice really couldn't be muffled because you heard his next words echo in the studio.
"You want to make the baby now? But I have another shoot this afternoon!"
"Haiba Lev!!" You screamed your husbands name at the top of your lungs. He just can't seem to read the room because he looks at you rather innocently.
What he said next only served to add fuel to the fire of embarrassment raging within you. "Also, I didn't bring protection."
You stared at him with a mortified expression, and by the gods, you really wanted to wipe off the pout on his mouth with a dirty mop.
"Are you insane?! You don't need one if you really want to make babies!" You corrected.
Successive snorts resounded in the studio once more, and you wished the ground would open up to take you. Or maybe it should swallow Lev far away from you. Far into the abyss, so he wouldn't have to embarrass you further.
You saw an invisible lightbulb form atop his head, and you braced yourself for another wave of his mindless statements. "Oh that's right! So, is one try enough for one baby?"
You were beyond horrified at that point. You felt your soul escape your body from shame. Your eyes were probably only showing the whites as Lev shook your shoulders, trying to bring you back to life.
His agent came up beside you with a smirk and wiggling eyebrows, "Just please don't be loud or break anything while you're at it." He opened the change room door wider, a teasing wink followed soon after.
You felt your core suck the escaping soul back to your body, and you rushed in the room only to lock it before Lev could join you. 
"Ehh?" You can hear your husband's loud voice through the other side of the door. "I don't think you can make a child on your own, babe."
You slumped on the sofa and rubbed your aching temples. "Would he think back to this day and think I did it on my own once I give birth?" The possibility of him thinking it just made you sigh in defeat.
You really did marry a man that is one of a kind, and you still wouldn't have it any other way.
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Thanks for reading lovelies! This is part of a one-shot series called Haikyuū Lovers and is on AO3 and Wattpad with the same title and pen name.
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rjhpandapaws · 4 months
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Center Ace
Haiba Lev
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12.24.23
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lanternadosafogados · 3 months
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Show off Lev Haiba x Fem!reader
Kenma was making that face again. That face he always made when it came to Lev. The freshman always caused some sort of headache for him or Yaku. And now was no different.
"He's late," he complained to Kuroo.
"Don't be too hard on him. He must have a good reason," Kuroo replied. "At least, I hope so."
It was then that two people entered the gym. One was Lev, finally, and the other was (Name), a classmate of his. Kenma had nothing against the girl, but he wasn't thrilled to see her there. Kenma stood up from where he was, soon followed by Kuroo, a scowl on his face.
"Lev, come here," he said.
Meanwhile, Lev was being reprimanded from a distance while keeping his eyes fixed on the ground.
"Who said you could bring your girlfriend to practice?" the setter concluded.
There was something slightly pathetic but endearing in Lev's embarrassed figure when the girl was mentioned.
"S-She's not my girlfriend."
Kuroo smirked as he draped his arm over Kenma's shoulders, offering support to his friend.
"No problem. Show her a place where she can stay."
"Really?" Lev smiled as he walked back towards (Name). The scene only made Kenma sigh in irritation as he distanced himself from Kuroo.
"Why did you do that?"
"Some lessons, we let them learn on their own."
Lev jumped confidently. He was so sure he would hit that ball that he only realized it had hit his head when his feet touched the ground.
He could feel his face burning as he turned in the direction of his classmate.
"I-It's not always like this, (Name). We're just warming up."
!Also posted on Spiritfanfics and Wattpad!
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ugh-tsumu · 11 months
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POV: May crush sa 'yo ang kapatid ng bestfriend mo (mas bata ng 5 years) pero di mo pinapatulan kasi hindi ka naman nagmana kay Coco Martin
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kings-highway · 7 months
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in case you don't have access to the Touch the Dream game or artwork, i want you to know that they're doing a detective series <3
Detectives Ennoshita, Lev, Shirabu and Konoha at your service
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beasty-xoxo · 1 year
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.·:*¨༺ɢʟᴀᴄɪᴇʀꜱ ᴍᴇʟᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴏꜰ ɴɪɢʜᴛ༻¨*:·.
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Pirate!Lev Haiba x AFAB!Reader x Prince!Kageyama Tobio
(In which you-- a young duchess to be-- are torn between the future king of your kingdom, and your childhood friend who has fallen into piracy...)
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WORD COUNT: 6.5k (a WIP +)
SUMMARY: A swan dances along with the melody set for her inside her nest. She bounds on endlessly without tears. The swan is dutiful and the swan is without mercy for herself, but inside? She longs for more. She chanted out into the night, but only the moon bore witness to her soliloquy.
One day the swan met a cat. He is cunning, and carefree. Above all he is tender, with claws sheathed and teeth hidden away. Hardly a notable predator to the exuberant swan. She befriended him.
Eventually winter dawns and the swan must migrate. She loses sight of her cat, and mourns him for many moons. The swan's father senses her distress, and sends word to the noble falcon.
He is cold, he is calculated. Powerful, swift, and full of grace. Talons gleam like stars and they sink into the swan's throat.
The ever resilient swan will not cease her struggle.
⚠ WARNINGS: This story contains-- Explicit Smut, Criminal Activity, violence, period-typical sexism, Explicit Language, Alcohol Consumption, Fluff, Angst, and more...
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CHAPTERS:
I - Have Pity
II - In Times of Need
III - The Caligo District
...
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loveephia · 1 year
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ANY CUTER | lev haiba
sypnosis: in which lev just thinks you, his normally non-affectionate girlfriend, are the cutest thing in the world.
content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, lev is a clumsy little tower, but it's okay you love him for it, calling him by an endearing russian nickname, timeskip.
⚠ warning/s: none.
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you carefully wrapped your arms around lev haiba's neck to gently pull him down for a kiss. lev's eyed widened from the sudden action of his dear girlfriend, but nonetheless, he happily kissed back.
both your cheeks were flushed red as you shared this soft kiss. lev stepped back a bit to adjust his awkward position, only for him to slip and fall onto the couch, dragging you along with him.
the two of you stared at each other, clearly dumbfounded, before you started giggling. "d- don't laugh!" lev said, embarrassed.
you leaned down to give lev a small unexpected peck on the lips, before hiding your face in his chest. "never change, my lyovochka." you mumbled shyly, having fluently mastered the russian nickname.
"i love you.. so much." you said.
lev's face went red while, cartoonishly enough, puffs of steam left his head. "why are you being so cute today!?" he exclaimed, covering his own mouth with his open palm.
"what," you looked up at lev, "am i not allowed to be affectionate with you anymore?" you joked with a raised brow. lev shook his head, "no! i like it when you're like this, a lot!" lev denied far too quickly for his own liking, which shocked even you. "i'm just.. surprised! that's all!" he explained, fearful of his girlfriend losing patience with him.
"then.. i'll try to be like this more often." you said, determined. at this point, lev's eyes were getting tearful. "can she get any cuter!?" he thought, his eyes now squeezed shut as he held you in his arms.
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sweet-citrus-candy · 1 year
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airport crush ft. lev haiba
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summary: at the airport you spot a cute silver haired boy and you absolutely must get his number! but as you walk run away you realize you forgot to ask for it :(
warnings: none! but i do sometimes add little comments in parentheses- i can’t help it lmao (also this is during high school era!)
this is another silly little fic based off a dream i had (in my dream the lady at the gate’s desk had a vision of the plane crashing but it never did thankfully)
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*beep beep*
“eurgh what’s that sound? it’s so loud and annoying,” you think to yourself groggily.
fumbling your hand around with your eyes still closed, you find the source of the irritating noise. instead of opening your eyes to press one of the buttons on the phone screen, you silence the alarm by clicking the power button.
turning onto your side and adjusting the blanket, you sigh and then mutter to no one in particular, “five more minutes.”
you doze off once more until,
*beep beep*
you wake up again, but this time you begrudgingly sit up even though the comfortable bed calls to you and urges you to stay asleep.
“man, how do morning people exist??”
as you sit there wondering why in the world you would choose to get up at 8 in the morning, you realize that you have a flight today. wait a minute… you have a flight to catch?! at 8 am?! no wait- the flight is at 12 pm, so you have plenty of time. your heart calms down; no need to panic (too late for that lmao)! although getting ready 4 hours early seems ridiculous, you want to make sure there’s no chance of you missing the plane (which is some sort of phenomenon that seems to overtake dads- someone should do a study on this behavior…).
opening your phone, you read through your notifications and double check that the person dropping you off at the airport and the other person picking you up are still available. rolling out of bed and putting on cozy slippers, you trudge over to the bathroom to do your morning routine. washing your face helps you wake up, and you feel more ready for the day’s events.
when you walk back into your room, you put on the outfit you decided to wear to the airport. sweatpants and a t-shirt will be comfortable to wear during a long flight, and you make sure to have a sweatshirt as well in case the person next to you decides to blast their ac. perhaps it isn’t the most fashionable, but it doesn’t really matter as many other people also dress for comfort on long trips.
grabbing your phone, you head downstairs to the kitchen to eat breakfast. when you finish, you double check to make sure you have your ticket and passport, and that your suitcase is entirely packed. the few items that aren’t packed yet, like your toothbrush, will go into your carry-on.
your friend drives you to the airport and hugs you goodbye with promises to keep in touch until you see each other again.
inside the airport, you check in with the airline and go through security. now you have a little over two hours to explore before having to board the plane. as you ride the moving walkway, you wonder where you should go to pass the time. in the distance you see an array of stores, ranging from selling souvenirs to books and magazines. you don’t feel the need to buy any souvenirs yet, but you still want to look around. there are a lot of fun trinkets to look at and play with, and it’s always a fun game to see if any of the keychains have your name on them.
as you look at the variety of magnets to consider adding to your collection, you notice something bright red out of the corner of your eye. you turn your head, curious as to what caught your attention. the thing in question turns out to be a jacket. a sports jacket to be more specific. the back reads “nekoma”.
you wonder whether or not you have seen that name before. after pondering for a good minute, you remember seeing a section in the newspaper mentioning the school. something about a “garbage war”. or was it a “trash fight”? “dumpster battle” maybe?
sneaking another glance at the person wearing the red jacket, your jaw drops. he’s so tall! and his legs seem to go on for miles! “he must be an olympian or something” you think, amazed by his height.
you turn to look back at the magnets after admiring his tall figure when you do a double take. how did you not notice his hair the first two times you stared at him? it’s a beautiful silver color, making you wonder how you could have missed a detail like that. not a lot of people have entirely silver hair at a young age.
your staring must have made the person feel like they are being watched, because the next moment he looks up and tries to figure out who was looking at him with such intensity.
you don’t react quickly enough, resulting in your eyes meeting. you can feel your face heat up instantly, but the person only smiles and waves. not only that, he starts walking in your direction?!
“hi, my name is lev! were you looking at me?”
“uh yeah haha,” you say a bit nervously because you got caught, “i’m y/n.”
your breath is taken away as you notice his mesmerizing emerald green eyes and sharp facial features. “damn is he a model or an olympian? or both?” you mutter to yourself.
lev heard you and laughed; “neither actually! i do play volleyball at school though! i’m a first year!”
“WHAT? FIRST YEAR? NO WAY!” you exclaim. more calmly you add on, “i’m also a first year”.
“so what school do you go to? i go to nekoma high in tokyo!” lev says excitedly.
“oh, i go to ________ (any of the other schools besides nekoma),” you respond.
“no way! their volleyball team is really good! i’ll make sure to beat them though as soon as i’m nekoma’s ace!”
“woah you must be pretty good then! the only times i played volleyball was in gym class hahah. must be more fun to be on an actual team, right?”
“sure is! i’m what they call an outside hitter, or a spiker. a lot of people prefer to be called outside hitters, but i don’t mind either one. they both sound cool!”
“oh wow that position is really admirable! i would love to see it in person sometime!”
“you should definitely come to one of my games! we have one coming up pretty soon actually. i’ll send you the details as soon as i get them. here’s my numb-”
“LEV! are you in here?! come on we’ve got to go now or we’ll miss the plane!” someone calls out from the entrance of the souvenir store.
“oh shoot, that’s right! nice meeting you, but i’ve got to go! bye!” he waves smiling.
“have a safe flight!” you respond cheerfully.
remembering that you also have a flight soon, you pull out your phone to check the time. oh no, they’re going to start boarding soon! as you exit the store and run towards the gate, you realize that you didn’t get a chance to exchange numbers with lev.
there wasn’t anytime to worry about that though, since they had begun boarding the passengers. the best solution you could come up with at the moment was to just keep an eye out for any upcoming matches via the internet.
you reach the gate which luckily wasn’t too far away, and pull out your ticket and passport.
“will group c please board the plane. group c. thank you,” comes a voice on the announcement intercom.
this is your group. group a is for priority flyers such as first class whilst group b is for business class. groups c and past are for economy.
you give your ticket to the person scanning them and show them your passport. they confirm your registration and tell you to have a safe flight.
you take a seat near the back of the plane and turn your phone on airplane mode. you rummage around your carry-on looking for a book before placing your bag on the ground under your seat. you decide you’re going to read and listen to music for a bit before putting on a movie to entertain yourself during the long flight.
the flight attendants begin to make their mandatory safety announcement, so you close your book and place it beside you on the empty seat.
as they’re nearing the end of the buckle demonstration, your line of sight is interrupted by a silver blob in the seat a few rows ahead of you. you blink a few times. it’s still there. you lean forward a little to try and see what it is. wait… why does it look familiar? lev? no it couldn’t be. could it? you decide to wait until the light indicating seat belts must be worn turns off before investigating.
when you’re allowed to get up, you start moving towards the silvery blob, pretending to go to the bathroom. you can’t see the person’s face well from the angle you’re at, so you tap the person’s shoulder.
“excuse me, but-“
“oh sorry am i-“
“it’s you!” both of you say at the same time.
you didn’t recognize lev at first because he had changed out of his sports jacket and into a cozy sweatshirt.
“i can’t believe you’re on my plane! it’s like fate since we didn’t get a chance to share numbers,” he says beaming.
“yeah! i’m really surp-“
“hey kiddos, sorry to interrupt but you’re hogging the aisle,” says a sweet old man.
“oh i’m so sorry! i didn’t notice!” you respond hastily, “come sit next to me lev.”
“won’t we get in trouble for switching seats?” he asks while getting up (no hesitation whatsoever- head empty. he’s ready to do whatever you say).
“not on this airline. don’t worry i’ve flown with them before and they allow it.”
“can i have the aisle seat? it’ll be easier for me to get up if i need to go to the bathroom or something.”
“yeah sure. i don’t mind at all,” you say.
you place your book back into your bag and sit in the previously empty seat.
“thanks for keeping my seat warm,” he teases.
“anything for you, your majesty,” you joke back.
you continue talking to lev and cracking jokes for a good hour or so. honestly, you’re not sure how much time has passed, and you don’t really care. the two of you eventually put on a movie, and although you don’t usually fall asleep during them, you start to feel your eyes close. it was a busy day today, and you’re exhausted.
“can i lean my head on your arm?” you ask.
“hm can i hold your hand if i let you?”
“mm yeah,” you say as your face heats up.
you’re glad that you decided to browse the souvenir shop before boarding the plane. meeting lev was definitely worth waking up incredibly early.
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pibisss · 2 years
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Art request from Instagram
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depressed-avocado · 2 years
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lev is real dual-faced.... unintentionally
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riverchetype · 1 year
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Here’s a showcase of my favourite page spread and all its panels from the comic I posted two weeks ago. The thing I like best about this is that it’s in the shape of a volleyball 😌👌🏻✨ All of the comedic faces were fun to draw, definitely the best part of the whole project.
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kairismess · 5 months
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y'all i'm sorry for the lack of updates on both this acc and my main, i'm getting fucked on all sides bc quizzes and activities just won't stop coming 😭😭😭
but anywho, i got a lev haiba fic in the works and i see y'all's requests–imma do them right away after our quizzes today :3
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