#100. c. tsukishima

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headcanon meme | requested by @w4rningbutterflies

erwin & levi

sometime after levi agreed to follow erwin after the events of acwnr is when he started realizing how little sense erwin makes. his involvement in the scouts' leadership at the time did not technically match his rank. most were still waiting for levi to fail, & so levi's performance reflected directly onto erwin's own credibility. levi felt that there was some twisted irony in his having some influence over erwin's career (albeit small), so there was a very personal & delightful thrill of insubordination in those early days.

erwin stops staying long at memorial bonfires after he is promoted to commander. he stays for the rituals, stays for the formalities, & then gives the rest of the time to the corps for mourning. levi used to prefer to spend the bonfires up high looking at it from above, & sometimes he still does. other times, he leaves with erwin after the formalities so long as they stay outside. fresh air feels like a better tribute than an immediate return to work. -- they are both symbols of authority rather than associated with the laymen. but even so, erwin always has the impression that levi trusts parts of erwin a little less when he does not dedicate the time to memorial (even while keeping a distance from the bonfires).

erwin survives ! au - similar to armin in canon, after the rumbling, erwin feels very reluctant to stay in one place. it always been a secret of his, that he would delight too much in the opportunity to be lazy, though his temperament would never allow it. however, armin's reluctance to settle stems from a type of flightiness that means he wants to see everything. it is also a type of sentencing from his role in the rumbling - the promise he made when he told eren he would accept half of the blame. erwin's reluctance is penance. his ambitious was never meant to survive the end of the world. this is a point of contention ( & loss ) between erwin & levi.

modern ! erwin 100% is the type to call levi on the phone if they're in different rooms of the same house if he's working. he's not much of a yeller - in canon verse, he projects & yells for war, but he doesn't actively yell so much on his own. levi is closer to blocking erwin on the phone every day that they know one another.

modern ! erwin is a decent gift giver -- or at least a frequent gift giver. items of food, a fucking garmin watch, new shoes. levi genuinely doesn't know what to do with the shit sometimes. not because the gifts can't go to use, but it just takes him off guard in ways that pisses him off.

armin & eren

in childhood, at least, eren has gotten far too many preaching sessions from armin about moral integrity. funnily, it rarely came as reprimand for things that eren did on his own. more often, it came every time that eren scolded armin. rarely did armin actively choose to act in his own self-defense, & sometimes that left him with bruises from childish scuffles or from decisions made with warped priorities. armin usually justifies himself by saying that he believes in doing the right thing. have you ever heard of it, eren ??? sorry that was dramatic.

armin doesn't know if eren knows all the ways that armin has been angry too. they express it differently.

armin is prone to excessively bad seasonal allergies, & honestly it pisses him the fuck off that eren never seems to get allergies. then he feels about that because eren is more prone to getting fever, which weighs him down a little worse than the allergies could.

modern ! they do game together sometimes, & they both have to pretend that they're not as competitive about it as they are.

modern ! armin walks around the apartment with airpods in when he's listening to a podcast. eren yaps at him for ten minutes sometimes before realizing that armin hasn't heard a word. sorry, fam :|

floch & eren

dead ass, floch was pro "bully eren" for years until the aftermath of shiganshina. floch mostly, like the best of them associated eren with being overly loud, ambitious, & honestly overrated. he thought that listening to eren talk was essentially like hearing a chihuahua go full force.

when it came to making plans for how the jaegerists would actualize their agenda (despite the scouts efforts), floch was primarily responsible for strategizing how they would move throughout the city & the area. he's good with maps & more familiar with the area than eren & zeke were.

floch finds it difficult to understand any attraction he has to eren - it is true that he learns to deify the symbol that eren presents himself as. at the same time, he has to strategize with him & point out his weaknesses. & so he sees some of the residual pieces of humanity in eren before he commits his worst. however, it comes at the same time that floch makes peace with his own self-loathing. it then becomes difficult to tease apart attraction, deification, humanity, & self-hatred.

modern ! while eren likes doing art more between the two of them, there are moments when floch thinks that he would like to learn more about photography. he likes taking pictures of eren. he tries to tae photos that would help promo eren's work, too, though he sends it to eren to post first.

modern ! floch thinks a lot more about social mobility than does eren. he thinks that it means there are things about him eren can't quite understand.

modern ! floch & eren listen to soundcloud together.

bertolt & reiner

after they infiltrated shiganshina, they did field work with survivors of the fall of the walls. they never discussed the possibility of trying to abandon marley's cause. even if they trusted each other, they did not trust each other well enough to entertain the idea of treason. furthermore, guilt made it difficult to imagine being anything but a weapon.

bertolt survives ! after the rumbling, bertolt doesn't want to travel. he struggles with the idea of working as a peace ambassador because it feels too public, too friendly, & too much of a farce when he feels as though he has been made to play two sides. of course, this makes him very useful as an ambassador. he would rather train as a medic or else work administrative places, but he feels that he might be a less benevolent person than he should want to be. reiner carries a lot of guilt & feels compelled to travel as an active ambassador. they struggle to come to a decision, between the two of them.

modern ! bertolt is the worst person to get dinner with from a restaurant. he will not say what he wants to eat because he's not picky. reiner mentions one food? 100% that sounds great. or how about this food? 100% that sounds great. bertolt is equally invested in all meal opportunities.

modern ! reiner is passenger princess. bertolt enjoys it, in part because he likes driving. reiner has a day every three months where he sort of blusters about wanting to drive, but otherwise likes watching bertolt drive.

tsukishima & kuroo

kuroo showed up at the museum one day to ask for a tour when tsukishima was scheduled to give tours. it was supposed to be a romantic gesture, probably, except tsukishima was already booked for a summer camp. so kuroo was just kinda there.

when kageyama & tsukishima traveled to brazil to visit hinata, tsukishima got atrociously sunburned. hinata took it upon himself to send a picture to kuroo of the sunburn (which impressively was interrupted by a handprint where sunscreen hadn't washed off). kuroo was appropriately horrified by the burn but delighted by the fact that hinata sent it to him. tsukishima refuses to explain why hinata sent it to kuroo - partly out of pride, & partly because he just suspects it was a drunken decision.

tsukishima thinks he's being ironically funny when he pesters kuroo to wear his jersey. however, kuroo should technically not wear any team's jersey or should technically wear all teams' jerseys. it makes tsukishima feel a little competitive.

akiteru met kuroo on accident & without kei's permission. when kei met kuroo's sister, it was a much more intentional affair.

at one point, they switched from watching movies in english to watching american reality tv shows. tsukishima was overly invested, & kuroo was mildly horrified.

miscellaneous : bonus !

uri & kuchel are in frequent correspondence with one another when it comes to exchanging photos of levi. most of these photos levi does not know exist.

levi would rather die than be nosy in uri & kenny's medicine cabinet.

porco has purposefully locked reiner out of reiner's own phone. it seemed funny at the time.

connie is accidentally the loudest fucking houseguest when he stays overnight at eren's place.

reiner & armin genuinely cannot decide whether they should tell eren that they hooked up. it shouldn't be the end of the world if they told him, but what if?

[pontevoix]

tsukishima grimaces again, shifting a bit to pinch at kuroo’s side & to make space. that way, at least, kuroo wouldn’t make his arm fall asleep — tsukishima can pretend that this is a type of stoicism or tolerance in the face of boundaries that keep blurring. but still . . . it is an embrace, loosely formed & indecisive where it falls

when he finished karasuno, his professional plan had still been venturing just past surrender. instead of getting a degree in something nondescript & settling into a career that meant nothing memorable, he countered his plague of indifference — he feels it like a grim reaper, shuffling alongside things that felt too much like early onset & promising no future. so it had been a daring thing to shuffle through university paperwork & course catalogues; it had been daring to presume that even if he was guaranteed dissatisfaction . . . at least he could choose things for himself. at least he could want for the sake of wanting.

his professional plan had still been venturing past surrender. he tried out for the university team & called it recreation & thought that it would end there.

but the city suited him — sendai is the city of the trees, & so it felt like a natural place to form new habits. reluctant runs by the riverside, self-imposed promises that grocery shopping should happen on tuesday evening, walks back to his apartment that guarantee him ten to fifteen minutes for a phone call conversation he won’t bring himself to be able to have otherwise. he has a favorite spot to stand at the train station in the morning, & he watches the clock as he scrolls on his phone —- satisfied with the realization that his schedule is his own.

this self-possession not a new thing, because he had been accustomed too often to the solitude of mismatch schedules in his family home — but it is his. they are his habits, his decisions, his preferences. the train will come, regardless of where he stands, but he has chosen to stand here.

it’s rewarding to know that he can establish a home for himself, that he is capable of it.

comfort starts to be enough, then, to tempt him past surrender — it’s impulse born from the adrenaline of knocking shoulders with his teammates that he agrees to join tryouts for a team within the professional league, that he agrees to situate himself more firmly within want.

it had been a difficult thing to try to talk about. before the try outs, his thumb had hovered over yamaguchi’s name in his text messages & tried to imagine how he could articulate that he was entertaining a world in which he had been wrong for years — that recreation was not enough, that he wanted deeply for the sendai frogs to choose him, that he did not want to be dissatisfied.

he sent a different text message instead. for instance, he messaged hinata, whose physical distance made him more accessible & whose inclination for conversation made tsukishima certain that he would take the message as a type of provocation or challenge for insight.

[ txt ] sendai’s teams looking good

[ txt ] lol

then later fidgeted with his fingers when he told akiteru later that he was going to try out for the frogs with his university team because it was good practice. he said nothing of himself, nothing of his intentions.

& then he hadn’t known how to handle the victory. he hates losing more than he likes winning, so it prepares him poorly for trying to communicate that he has chosen to be competitive. that he has chosen an additional responsibility because he wants to win.

it feels easier to tell hinata or kageyama because they’re always in the currents of competition; they know the thrills. it’s harder to tell yamaguchi, harder to tell akiteru because it’s something that he has to admit in person. it’s something he has to confess to those who have seen him sink to his lowest.

the lowest is something they don’t call by name. yamaguchi never needs to, because he’s so accustomed to roundabout pathways & to anxiety that bubbles over. he always lands on the right way of building a conversational balance that is an equal exchange.

akiteru tries to name it & hesitates because it sits in him too & takes another form. he’s nostalgic in a way that kei never was, & he had handled sadness like turbulence in a way that kei never had. the thing that they don’t call by name is something that akiteru had felt; it was something that kei refused to feel.

& it’s harder, too, to tell them because finding a high does not prevent a low. the prospect of confessions & growth guarantees a spell of days of heavy limbs, heavy tongue, heavy soul. a part of him is certain that he is grateful that it’s the weekend when he tells them — he doesn’t yet have a need to email excuses for the way that he’s losing track of scheduling —- & a part of him forgets gratefulness.

it makes him feel as though he’s lost even when he’s won. yamaguchi gets so excited that he smacks tsukishima upside the head, despite tsukishima’s protests — akiteru threatens him with the sentimentality of wet eyes, & tsukishima tries ward him off by shoving a second serving of their shared dinner towards him. they avoid a crisis & sink back into their routine anyway —- at that time, tsukishima had been paying some rent at akiteru’s apartment. the prospect of student housing had threatened too much stimulus & scraped anxiety against his skin, & akiteru has always been inclined to accommodate him in ways that tsukishima would rather not admit that he has needed.

but the city suited him — sendai is the city of the trees, & so it felt like a natural place to form new habits, to choose a career for the sake of wanting. he starts renting on his own, drawing out his university years so that it turns more feasible alongside museum work & sport. his grumbles sometimes that his wallet is wearing thin & disguises that it’s a real source of stress. there had been little guaranteed when he was split between two part-time jobs, split between refusing sponsorship deals ( & certain that he has few prospects for sponsorships ), split between residual classes, & split at the ends with the understanding that even now, he does not want to try a roommate.

roommates threaten too much noise, too much extra scrutiny. even without cause, he prefers the idea of his anonymity.

even so, a thin wallet hadn’t yet enough cause for regret —- & that’s promising in his too-small apartment that always smells a little like the neighbor’s laundry soap. the space turns home to preferences — window blinds & lamp light rather than overheads; a pile of blankets folded neatly over the back of the couch, though they are too numerous; a stack of textbooks & recreational reading that he repurposed into a table beside the too small couch.

he’ll move, maybe, when work turns full time — for now he is too tall for his apartment, & kuroo is too tall for his apartment. still, it had been the natural place for them to greet each other, to know each other after years of expectations established between peers & competitors —- after years of expectance established between those who knew each other from a distance.

but again, there is that embrace that isn’t much of anything. kuroo’s breath still settles against his grasp. tsukishima bites his cheek, & he’s made to think of every gamble that they never had.

even if boundaries are not yet drawn, they are everything not yet established. they are stupid in youth; they are a one bedroom apartment that wants to be twenty-two meters squared. they are still looming closer in ways that means confessions & conversations soaked in sentiments not properly translated. tsukishima’s ears keep turning red, & he listens to kuroo tell himself as he is.

hindsight always comes into play. tsukishima realizes in sporadic bursts that he, too, had looked at kuroo as a leader ( or at least partly defined by his leadership ) —- in those early days when text messages were a thrill, there had been a lot unknowns & imaginative assumptions of other that never meant anything until now when it’s friendships born-again & born-natural : english practice & arguments that don’t make sense & horrible movies & dramatics for which tsukishima never asked.

kuroo takes up an appropriate amount of space in tsukishima’s apartment. he’s intrusive sometimes in ways that tsukishima hasn’t yet learned to mind, even now —- when couch cushions sink at an uncomfortable angle that makes tsukishima sit crookedly as kuroo brings himself to his knees & chases dramatics.

tsukishima doesn’t have much patience for theatricality, so he takes advantage of his hand’s positioning still to try to pinch at kuroo’s side a second time.

but it’s too late, tsukishima thinks, when kuroo’s face is too close to his —- it’s a guise of jest, & that still doesn’t detract from the warm spread of kuroo’s breath against his cheeks. it doesn’t detract from tsukishima’s increasing awareness that his ears are red, that they might stay red forever.

‘ dangers of taking a protege, if you can call at that. they tend to turn cannibalistic, ‘ tsukishima offers. his tone is always his — too deadpan, too joking, too incontestable. all things that make him charming, all the things that make him less than charming. still, he offers the challenges he can because they came from childish roots.

he looked at kuroo as a leader when team rivalries framed their interactions, when adolescence scoffed at every connection.

but kuroo’s breath splays over his skin, & it leaves little room for prior conceptions of leadership —- here’s a man with, with so many pieces of him that are too ready to be unkempt, ready to stick out at odds. here’s a man who can’t say the right thing, who seems to feel too much.

& tsukishima hates to admit that he understands the appeal. here too is a man shrewd eyes, with the clean jaw, with the capacity to exchange barbed wire & thorns. tsukishima watches it happen, watches it unfurl in the way that kuroo performs a ‘ broken heart ‘ —- tsukishima finally manages to pinch kuroo’s side in reprimand, because he can rise to a challenge too.

still, the challenge is lost when kuroo settles against him & makes a pillow against tsukishima’s thighs. it detracts from old adolescent accolades to leadership & celebrates instead the charm of two men, new to adulthood & uncertain in its trajectory. they are grounded then in a similar trajectory.

the equilibrium that they tease out is a tempting thing. what do i get when i win, tsukki?

tsukishima is caught between 1 ) wanting to reprimand him for calling him tsukki because admonishment is muscle memory now a & 2 ) wanting to sketch the shape of kuroo’s cheekbones, of the bridge of his nose with the pad of his index finger.

he likes that sort of thing, doesn’t know he likes that sort of thing — to know a person’s shape so well that it becomes its own language with passing touches & familiarity

he retracts his hand for a moment, & it hovers for a second — awkward & indecisive & conscious of danger.

‘ i’m interesting enough, ‘ he says, because he’s always been good at shrouding himself in a cloud of arrogance that might pass as confidence. he’s even better at keeping his tone sideways & cool —- a challenge for action, even if it were framed as could-be neutrality.

he’s interesting enough, good enough that he should be enough of a win.

still, he entertains kuroo’s provocation — kuroo prods at his chest, & tsukishima rubs at the afflicted area with his indecisive hand to prove a point.

‘ if you win, then i’ll go to shibuya. to one of those arcades you were talking about, ‘ he decides & shrugs & keeps trying to find his point of neutrality. but the red at his ears keep giving him away, more so when he glances down & sees too much vulnerability ( undefined ) written against kuroo’s features.

it’s enough to make tsukishima relent a campaign of an indecisive hand. he pats kuroo’s cheek twice ( still awkward ), & his touch is soft enough that he at least promises something is heard.

he likes that sort of thing, doesn’t know he likes that sort of thing — to know a person’s shape so well that it becomes its own language with passing touches & familiarity.

uninvited, his thumb curves a path over kuroo’s cheekbone.

‘ is that good enough reason? ‘ he pauses & speaks into a grey space - whether being interesting is good enough reason, whether mundane promises are good enough reason. still, he keeps his tone cool. he’s good at that.

akemi demands a lunch date a week after his graduation. he doesn't like sushi very much  ––  his sister loves it though  &  he doesn't turn down a free meal, so he learns to tolerate it  &  has his go-to's so that it's at least an okay experience. besides, if he doesn't meet up with her she'll track him down  &  make sure that he finds his way to the restaurant. so instead he saves her the trouble  &  glances over the menu for his favorites, orders himself a nice helping of california roll, dragon roll,  &  shrimp tempura roll.  for a moment he debates the allure of saki but gives it up in favor of the look that akemi shoots him  &  knows that this will be a lunch full of company but also an interrogation.

truthfully, he's known it's been coming.  it almost makes him laugh that his parents have chosen to let her have the discussion instead of them.  then again, he holds akemi's opinion high in standards, so perhaps they think that it'll carry more weight coming from her. 

he leans onto his elbows on the table, crosses his legs a little firmer underneath him,  &  allows steel chopsticks to come down around a crab rangoon, pulling it onto his small plate.  the appetizer is set between them as if it'll hold promise of truce  &  white flags, but tetsuro knows better than that. 

" have you decided what you're going to do?  scouts aren't going to wait forever if you're putting together a reel to send them  &  there's still testimonials that you'll have to get from coach nekomata. "  akemi's voice is pleasant as she reaches forward  &  grabs her own, delicately nibbling at the edge of the fried wonton wrapper as her sharp gaze cuts his way.  for what it's worth, testuro takes a big bite out of his own just to spite her, just to save face for a little while longer as he tries to work it around in his head.

this has been coming since they were knocked out by karasuno  &  he knew it.  logically he knew that they've have questions  ––  would he be going pro?  he's never talked much about it, nor has he talked about attending college on a scholarship to possibly take that further.  every time the conversation is brought up tetsuro expertly dodges past it  &  magically has some meeting that he has to attend;  kenma is calling, i have to go, you know how impatient he can get.  in truth, his phone hasn't rang much since losing; kenma's name does come up more often than not, but outside of that it's more or less just bokuto that texts him, along with a few from tsukishima when he feels the urge rise up. 

they all handle their losses in their own ways; testuro has never been one to let it take over every inch of him, has never been the one to tuck his head  &  cry because it's never been that serious.  he's never wanted to lose, sure, but he's never felt it in the same way that some do.  he doesn't think that makes him less of a player  ––  he just thinks that he has found moderation over the years in how losses  &  wins add up.  

he also thinks that he's a little numb from the fact that nekoma is no longer his.  the team is turned over to kenma  &  the others; he is a captain without a team, a memory only in name  &  in the number on his jersey inside of his closet.  that sits heavier than he wants to admit to himself, even on those days when they're good days.  some days his fingers run along 01  &  he thinks of the blocks that he missed, thinks of the serves that he could've saved.  he thinks of rallies going entirely too long.  he thinks too much of those training camps  &  watching potential blossom in a team that had had everything pushed against them.

the numbness hasn't escaped his chest.  he's unsure of if it ever will, or if there's always going to be this numbness that settles within him when he thinks of volleyball.  it's been a part of him for so long now  ––  since he was a child, since he had learned to spike  &  had simply received a ball.  coach nekomata had seen something in him  &  to have him there throughout his entire career in high school?  it feels like his faith was ill placed  ––  it feels like he hasn't fully ever earned it.  how can he call himself a captain when he couldn't lead them toward a championship in the reality of it all?

his lips purse  &  he loses his appetite for the fried delicacy.  he sets it back down on his place  &  keeps his eyes averted; akemi is patient to a fault, but she will not let him slide for much longer.  her patience is that of a tiger that is slowly circling its prey, ready to leap at the last second  &  take it by surprise.  his sister has always been sharp  &  good at what she does; he supposes that's why she's gone the lawyer route, why in just a few short years she's already begun to make her way into a place in a local firm, wins already on her back.  a keen eye for details  ––  &  an even keener eye for bullshit. 

so kuroo doesn't even bother to try  &  fight his way through something pathetic like an excuse, because she will see right through it  &  that'll be another conversation that he doesn't need.

" i'm not going pro.  i'm thinking of putting applications in for sports management. "  there, just rip the bandaid off. 

the table is silent for a solid minute before akemi sets her chopsticks down  &  he feels the spot between his shoulder blades prickle.  he doesn't want to answer questions about it  ––  it's not like he's happy with his choice, but every single time he thinks of heading back onto the court he feels like there's a heaviness there that he can't shake.  maybe it's just taking a loss too hard, maybe it's just his own insecurities bubbling up  &  wrapping their hands around his throat.  either way, this is a consolation prize  ––  he had liked helping out bokuto with tsukishima, had liked finding the potential in kenma  &  needling him until he had no choice but to love the sport.

so finding potential can be a good thing, a safe thing,  &  it can be a good idea.  so he goes with it.

" are you going to really be able to be around the sport  &  not be part of it? "  a keen eye that works around details.  akemi's face is neutral when she looks at him but an eyebrow slowly begins to raise.  she knows him too well, has exposed all the raw edges to his nerves that he doesn't want to acknowledge, not now. 

" i'll be fine. "  it's said with a shake of his hand like nothing more needs to be said. 

his body falls back into tsukishima's side with a quiet oof that falls from his lips, his side smarting from the pinch that had been leveled there.  his tongue presses against his cheek as his arm wraps its way around him, makes space so that kuroo can stay where he is but so that he can breathe too.  for a moment, kuroo forgets how to breathe  ––  he's pretty sure tsukishima can feel it, the way his heart stutters with the way that his arm is pressed against the pulse of his neck. 

he wills his thoughts to quiet. 

" you're right, you know.  the thought of starting over, having a new team, letting them down on the court  ––  i wasn't ready for it. "  a shrug of his shoulders that jostles them both, but he allows him a piece of himself.  he allows himself to break off a piece of importance, of quiet acceptance that he has been keeping locked down for too long now.  it's why he's sluggish with his papers  &  the work that he does four days a week here, the ones that tsukishima sometimes looks over  &  scoffs at, a soft tsk before he instructs him of where his math is wrong.

sometimes kuroo gets it wrong just so that he'll correct him. 

he hasn't touched a court much since he's lost to karasuno.  sometimes he helps kenma practice, but it's rarely on a court  ––  it's in the backyard or along the river like they used to, the sounds of tokyo quieting their thoughts as the ball bounces between arms  &  leaves the telltale marks of athletes in their wake.  

the thought of starting over without kenma at his side, without even lev by his side, it makes something uncomfortable tighten in his chest.  he never thought he'd be the type for sentimentality when it came to teammates; they change constantly because that is the nature of sports.  it is a business on the undercurrent, no matter how much someone wants the team to stay the same.  but something about being the one that has to walk away hurts more than he thought it would  ––  &  he hasn't figured out a way to seal up that ache in himself yet.

so he comes here four days a week  &  watches horrible movies  &  pretends that learning english is an absolute pain.  in reality it's become like home  &  as much as he hates to admit it, it might be starting to thaw out the part of him that's felt cold  &  detached for far too long. 

the weight of tsukishima's arm around his neck feels like an anchor that's bringing him back to the world that he keeps finding himself floating away from.  his head aches in the right way when he thinks about volleyball when tsukishima is near  ––  &  he isn't entirely sure what that all means.  he's not sure what he means when he feels his own pulse against the warm skin against his neck  &  wonders what it would feel like if he just turned slightly  &  pressed his lips against it. 

a gasp leaves his lips though that bokuto would be proud of  ––  the dramatics clear as he spins slightly, presses his knees into the couch that still ache from hitting the court far too often.  he's too close to tsukishima's face now, his hand moving down his shoulder blades with the change in position. 

" you are breaking my heart.  i can't believe you want go against me.  i've taught you, my little protege,  &  now you repay me like this? "   he has learned more from bokuto than just volleyball, his eyes widening dramatically  &  his bottom lip quivering ever so slightly.  there's a frustration in his huff as well  ––  the thought of going against tsukki, the old spark starting to work its way up in his chest despite his best efforts.

for the first time in years, tetsuro feels a little more alive than he had before, feels a little bit more like himself  &  like he wants to feel the court beneath his feet once more.

he allows his body to fall, head colliding with muscular thighs that have been built from years on the court  &  keeping in shape.  the promise of the heat that leaks through pants makes him shiver slightly, but he tilts his head up, lets his bangs fall over his eye a bit more.

" what do i get when i win, tsukki?  because you gotta make this interesting for me. "  his hand comes up, prodding at tsukishima's chest directly in the middle.

he would go either way; the spark that's been lit is starting to ignite into flames, familiar trajectories  &  plays beginning to work its way through his head like they had before.  for the first time in a long time, the part of his mind that has been trying to build a wall around volleyball in order to protect the memories, starts to come down.  it starts to yield to the sledgehammer that tsukishima easily wields. 

he thinks that akemi would see through his bullshit with this, too.  if it had been anyone else telling him that he was going to play, he wouldn't have succumbed so easily.  but it's tsukishima,  &  he finds that he has a hard time denying him anything.

it's dangerous.  it's dangerous because he knows why he would grant him anything he wanted. 

it's dangerous that when he looks up from this angle, he feels stupid, starstruck in a way that leaves him feel like a sixteen year old with a crush once more.  back then it had been with a loser who was tactile  &  knew how in the hell to cheat his way through a boss fight but draw it out at the same time when all kuroo wanted to do was go outside.

he feels the heat drawing to his cheeks dangerously  &  swallows hard  ––  this is dangerous because he keeps finding it harder  &  harder to hold himself back, to not just blurt everything that keeps rolling itself around in his head. 

tetsuro bites his lip harder  &  feels his throat go dry.  glasses  &  the upturn of a nose shouldn't look as good as they do.  his head shouldn't feel so good, heavy  &  light at the same time. 

tetsuro had thought that he had been in love before, with kenma  &  the infatuation of knowing someone so intimately.  

this is different though.  this is the same feeling he gets when he hits a block  just right.  it's the same feeling he gets when he steps onto a court  &  feels the weight of a match on his shoulders.  

he realizes that he's only ever fallen in love twice:  with volleyball  &  with kei tsukishima.

both are beyond dangerous.  both have the power to break him in so many different ways. 

[07-bilin]

swimmer au - haikyuu!

₊˚ପ⊹ summary: haikyuu boys as swimmers and their strokes cause your girl is a swimmer and i just see a lot of them as swimmers LMAO

₊˚ପ⊹ warnings: none

₊˚ପ⊹ a/n: ive been into haikyuu for years but im starting to get back into it due to edits on my fyp so have this lovely set of hc with my sport :) - p.s: let me know if you want more!

₊˚ପ⊹ w/c: 779

karasuno

hinata: he gives off breast-stroke vibes lowkey like that man can jump and sure as hell his legs can bend in that manner very fast-- he'd probably only do 100 breast and then during medly he would swim the 50 for their relay team. might also be in free every now and then to y'know compete against kageyama lmao.

adding on to this hinata would probably be very similar to how he is in the anime eating 24/7 and sleeping and slacking off tbh. seems like the guy who'd break his cap multiple times during regions or something costing the team a hefty sum. also the guy to write on his body with words like "eat my bubbles" and shit.

kageyama: its giving free sprinter. swims 50-100 free and occasionally the 200 in which he legitimately sprints the whole thing. hated being in relays with other people during his middle school club years, especially the 200 free cause its a "life or death" situation. eventually in his high school years he softened up a bit and gave tips to his relay members.

he makes sure to plan his carb intake days for meets. other people may think its funny but kageyama takes his yoga very seriously and it began to rub off on the other first years lowkey. is the victim to chicken fights on free days at practice resulting in him having to buy dinner for everyone.

tsukishima: for how long he is, he very much gives me a backstroke swimmer. the type of guy to say back is the best because you don't inhale as much water but every time you see a professional picture of him taken he's struggling to breathe. does 100 back and then back during medly.

in his earlier years of swimming he swam fly because he has a huge wingspan but later in his years he switched to back because he claimed that he didn't have enough strength for the stroke. (real)

nekoma

kuroo: my boy just reeks of fly swimmer. he's crazy. he does it from the 50 medly up to the 200 fly. during meets he likes to put on fake tattoos to seem "manly" but they end up washing away in the warm-up pool and the team gets in trouble for the mess.

the captain who makes sure there is a team dinner every single week. love's dryland days because he gets to show everyone how much he can lift in the weight room. is also a menace to society and will write shit to tick off other teams.

kenma: is also a breast swimmer because lowkey he likes the different feel to it. in reality its because it was called the 'froggy' stroke when he was younger. every time he comes to practice he thinks to himself why he chose a sport where he can't breathe.

that one swimmer on the team who constantly "forgets" his suit and can't swim. (kuroo carries and extra one in case this happens). has lost too many hair ties in the pool, more than he can count tbh.

fukurodani

bokuto: he is a fly/free sprinter. loves the feeling of fly when he swims it. does the 50-100 for both strokes. he's really goofy and has a whole collection of speedo's with different designs that he likes to wear on specific days of the week. do not let this man near the speaker in the weight room, he will be screaming lyrics at the top of his lungs.

he probably dq's a lot of the relays from excitement and falls in the pool sometimes. on free days he likes to go beneath the depths of the water and grab peoples legs and drag them down into the water. tries to dive off the diving boards but has always ended in belly flops or just a big splash of water. is not a morning practice type of guy.

akaashi: he gives me back/distance swimmer. he's just like yeah lemme zone out for a bit and then like 4 mins later he's done and he's like oh okay cool. for back he does the medly with bokuto as back and then for distance he does the 200 and 500 free. the type of guy to let out sighs after stretching, you for sure can hear his bones cracking as well.

during meets you can see akaashi on the bench with his sony headphones on top of his cap nodding to his music. (its probably rnb). the type to bring his own equipment to practice rather than using the faculties. bokuto and him have matching pj's they wear to every single meet.

[rutadales]

@bleue-flora !! I never mind 😌

In the dsmp? c!foolish! He struggles with his own tone and he tends to be very blunt. He just, always says what he's thinking. A lot of the time his issues with his own tone and being blunt combine and he says some wild ass shit abt cponks arm or something 😭😭

Also he struggles with lying? Not in the sense that he can't do it, because he can, but he leans more lies of omission rather than direct contradiction. I only mention this bc I also struggle with lying as an autistic person. he's just like me frfr

In general? So many. An absurd amount. Like. Sam Winchester, Jared Kleinman, Bolin, Mabel Pines, Steve Harrington, Tsukishima Kei, any rendition of Peter Parker, Daredevil, Sans (from undertale. you know the one), shadow (the hedgehog), Fitz from agents of shield but that ones basically canon anyway....uhm yeah I could probably make a case for Obi-Wan too. I 100% mean if I look at a character and relate to them they almost certainly get hit by the autism transformation beam. Also probably the trans beam. Oh also Barry Allen. Any version of him. Autistic.

[revasserium]

h a i k y u u m a s t e r l i s t

gen tags: all; fluff ; nsfw ; angst ; daydreams

k a r a s u n o

kageyama ; hinata ; tsukishima ; yamaguchi ; tanaka ; nishinoya ; asahi ; sugawara ; daichi ; ukai jr

t r a i n i n g c a m p

kuroo ; kenma ; yaku ; taketora ; inuoka ; bokuto ; akaashi

s p r i n g t o u r n a m e n t

oikawa ; iwaizumi ; ushijima ; shirabu ; tsutomu ; atsumu ; osamu ; suna ; kita

a l l s t a r s

sakusa; hoshiumi

h i g h l i g h t r e e l s

kageyama:

found among the ruins; fluff and angst, tobio character study

universal truths; fluff, an angel and a reaper fall in love

hinata:

punctuation; fluff, just fluff

length of daylight; fluff; post-timeskip

tsukishima:

the butterfly effect; fluff

hate; fluff and angst

oikawa:

love as one of the dead languages; fluff, assassin!au

so this is how the summer ends; angst, some fluff

iwaizumi:

grey gardens; fluff, soulmates!au

sakusa:

seductive danger; fluff

kita shinsuke:

100% love; fluff

kenma:

neverending daydreams; fluff and trippiness, kenma isn't a daydreamer...

[jotatetsuken]

hi shyna! congrats on 100 followers, you deserve so much more and so much love! <3 if it’s still available i would like to request dessert, flour, cumin, cinnamon the characters are kuroo and tsukishima. i am a infp-t and my pronouns are she/her. :) <3

KURISUUUUUUUUUU ILYSVM THANK YOU<3333....also I now know that you're an INFJ now, so Imma factor that in :D To get to write about our favorites omg I love this, lets go!!

I Think I've Seen This Film Before

features: tetsuro kuroo x f!reader, kei tsukishima x f!reader

final dish for: @hyeque

type of writing: drabble

trope: love triangle, domestic au

warnings: major angst, descriptive of toxic relationships, oh, and timeskip spoilers (not much i guess, just the occupations probably)

beta reading: @mrskenmakozume (you’re a lifesaver ily)

number of words: 988 (not including the song lyrics)

song: exile by taylor swift ft. bon iver

prompt: “Well, this is not what I expected to happen.” “You said you needed me - the feeling’s mutual. You make me believe in the beautiful. You said I held your heart together, made you better. You made me fall, every day, and I’d do it all the same.” - @sleepyprompts

a/n: it was for this Drabble that I’d made a poll and by the majority, y’all decided that Tsukki was the ex and Kuroo the current 🤣🤣 i hope y'all enjoy this nevertheless

Made with Love: 100 Followers Event (closed)

I can see you standing, honey With his arms around your body Laughin', but the joke's not funny at all And it took you five whole minutes To pack us up and leave me with it Holdin' all this love out here in the hall

The annual Japanese V.League Celebration Gala attracted a sizable crowd. While speaking with one of the potential sponsors for the upcoming All-Stars Match, (Y/N) had her man's arm around her waist. She looked at him, clad in a blue three-piece suit, white shirt, brown shoes, and a red tie, and was chatting with eloquence and ease. She ran her fingers through Tetsuro's jet-black hair and fiddled with it for a while. He smiled back as her (f/c) off-shoulder gown and the sparkling jewelry adorned her (h/c) hair that she left open, accentuating her beauty.

In a world where everything is fleeting and attachments are short-lived, she felt grateful to be with him. Although a peculiar emotion overtook her as she saw a familiar bespectacled light blonde-haired man wearing a black suit, blue shirt, and black shoes gaze at her scornfully, as he looked at both of them as they were laughing, from the corner of her eye. She had excused herself to go to the restroom, and on her way there, someone grabbed her wrist and brought her to a halt. She opens her eyes to realize it's her ex, Kei Tsukishima, the Sendai Frogs’  Middle Blocker.

I can see you starin', honey Like he's just your understudy Like you'd get your knuckles bloody for me Second, third and hundredth chances Balancin' on breaking branches Those eyes add insult to injury

“Kei,” she exclaimed, her mouth gaping open. Then she flicked her hand away from him. “I shouldn't be surprised you're here, because I noticed you staring while Tetsuro was with me.”

Kei replied, “I need to speak with you,” clicking his tongue in annoyance. “What is there to talk about, Kei? I'm with someone else now. You’ve had your chance,” (Y/N) retorted, frowning at him, she continues as she dashed towards the restroom.

“I really need to talk to you,” Kei implored. She then folded her arms, her (e/c) orbs staring right at his golden-colored eyes. "Go on then," she said honestly. “Talk, but keep it short and sweet. Isn't that how you usually like it?” 

Taking a deep breath, he softly looked at her, his eyes conveying a genuine sense of regret, and confessed: “I am not only here to attend the gala, but I also wanted to apologize to you.”  “For what?” She replied, narrowing her eyes. Kei began to stutter, “I…I need…” 

“What is it this time, Kei?” she chided, approaching him. “What exactly do you need? Because the last time I checked, you told me to leave and to never return from our home, Kei,” she added, her voice a little louder.

This caused Kei to flinch back, tears welling up in his eyes. “I need you back, (Y/N),” he sobbed. “I made a grave mistake,” he sobbed as he grabbed her hands, holding them tight. “I'm still in love with you, (Y/N).  I should not have misinterpreted-” 

“Misinterpreted what, Kei?” (Y/N) asked, pulling her hands away from his. “How dare you assume I cheated on you just because of my interaction with Tetsuro! Ever since the first time we met, you always had something to say to me. When I dropped my gym bag, you told me to watch where I was going, even though you were clearly in the way. You mocked my love of volleyball while you had to deal with your issues about-” 

“Stop, just stop!” Kei closed his eyes and cried. “I'm not finished until I've gotten this baggage off my chest.” She stopped talking and let him continue. 

“You were there for me when I was still apprehensive about my perception of volleyball,” he continued. “You congratulated me after I succeeded in reconciling with my brother. You were worried for me when I injured my finger during our match with Shiratorizawa, at the Nationals, and when my confidence seemed to crumble apart.” He smiled at you weakly. “You taught me that it was okay to be vulnerable in front of someone and have them accept you, no matter what. You said you needed me - the feeling’s mutual. You make me believe in the beautiful. You said I held your heart together, made you better. (Y/N), you made me fall, every day, and I’d do it all the same.” Kei shook his head. “But it all came to an end one day. You called it off. I thought I was okay with it at first, but I'm not. I need you-”

I think I've seen this film before, And I didn't like the ending I'm not your problem anymore, So who am I offending now? You were my crown, now I'm in exile, seein' you out I think I've seen this film before, So I'm leavin' out the side door

“Oya oya oya?” Both of them suddenly turned around to see Tetsuro walking up to them in the corridor, chuckling. “Well, this is not what I expected to happen. My ex-best friend and my girlfriend, confronting each other.”

(Y/N) put her hand forward. “Babe, I can handle this.” She looked at Kei and said, “Please don't look past what went wrong with our relationship. Regardless of how it started, what we had, hurt. I could never get you to open up your feelings for anything, but you had no problem passing remarks whenever I did something slightly wrong. We bickered constantly, which at first seemed adorable because I always believed that we'd become stronger... but no, it got worse.”

“I gave you so many chances when you apologized,” she continued, then pointed at Tetsuro. “You even accused him of flirting with me when the truth is we were poking fun at you. That night, when you saw me inside the cafe with Tetsuro, I was venting out to him about you; he never made a move on me. When I came back home, you and I had a huge argument and it all came back to our past. I thus learned that you'd never change.”

“It's over, Kei. I wish you all the best,” she said, giving him a lukewarm smile, before turning on her heels and going back to where the gala is, leaving the two men alone. A few moments later, Kei heard Tetsuro speak, “Tsukki, if you only told her the truth...” He then walked in the opposite direction, leaving him to clench his fists in despair.

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[bubbleteaimagines]

Calling the Karasuno Boys an embarrassing nickname in front of their teammates

Karasuno Boys Headcanon

DIACHI SAWAMURA

You hadn’t meant to, honestly

It was late and you thought everyone had gone home by the time you and Daichi were leaving the gym

He was in charge of locking up, so when he was finished you grabbed his hand and sighed

“Pookie I can’t wait to get home and relax. Today’s been a long day~” You say, shaking your head

Daichi was going to agree, but then you both heard it and froze

A loud outburst of laughter, seemingly coming from the darkness caused you both to yelp

“Suga, Noya?” You stared at the boys in shock, your heart pounding as Suga went red from trying to hide his laughter and as Noya bent over in tears

“H-Hi guys,” Suga stuttered, looking over at a flustered Daichi with quivering lips

“What are you...what are you two still doing here?” Daichi tried for remain calm but his reddining cheeks gave him away. He prayed that they didn’t hear anything, but judging by Noya’s behavior, they did

“W-Well, we were gonna walk home with you guys since we live pretty close by but...” Noya laughed again, “It seems you two might want some alone time. Isn’t that right, Pookie?”

“Hey!” Daichi went beet red and you stared at him with wide eyes, an apologetic look on your face. “Don’t call me that- only...only Y/N can!”

“Oh yeah?” Noya took that as a challenge. Not being to hold it any longer, Suga burst out into laughter also

“I cannot...I cannot believe...!” He couldn’t even finish the sentence he was laughing so hard, and angry Daichi™️ immediately got activated

“Both of you shut up!” He yelled, fire practically blazing off of him. “Not another word or I’ll have run 100 laps!”

“Whatever you say~” Noya sang

“Pookie,” Suga finished, and then the two of them started laughing again. Daichi sighed

“I hate you,” He muttered darkly, but at this point you didn’t know if he was talking about them- or you

SUGAWARA KOUSHI

Suga was in the middle of practice and like the good partner you were, you sitting in the bleachers to cheer him

It had become a regular thing for you two after dating for almost a year and Suga loved it when you cheered him on

Typically, he always looked to you when he was having a bad day and today was that day

Suga wasn’t having a particularly good game, and his frustrations were evident on his face

Decideding to boost his morale a bit, you got up and called out, “You got this, Sugi-Bear!” for the top of your lungs when he went to serve again

You’d hoped it would boost his spirts, but all it did was cause Suga to pause, along with the rest of the boys

“Sugi...Bear?” Kageyama looked at the older boy with wide eyes, Suga horrified face matching his own

“Did Y/N just-”

“DUDE DID THEY JUST CALL YOU SUGI-BEAR? HA!” Tanaka crackled as the rest of his teammates grinned, even Coach Ukai suppressing a laugh

“No, no-!” Suga desperately tried to backtrack while you covered your mouth instantly, choking back a scream

Why did I do that? You wondered, but it was too late

Soon the whole gym was erupting in laughter, Kiyoko turning away to hide her giggles

“Dammit,” Suga put the ball down and sighed. “Daichi, can you please tell them to- Daichi?”

Suga was floored as he turned to his friend, expecting backup, only to find the captain clutching his stomach and leaning against Asahi to catch his breath

“I...Sorry Suga,” Daichi spit out in between laughs, shaking his head

“Well this is just great,” Suga groaned, burying his head in his hands. He knew now that he’d never live this down, so he figured from now on he’d practice his serves alone

KAGEYAMA TOBIO

You and Kageyama were in the middle of the courtyard eating lunch, but for some reason Kageyama didn’t look so good

“Babycakes? Do you want me to take you to the nurse?” You asked sympathetically, rubbing his back

“No, no it’s fine. Thank you though,” Kageyama nodded and leaned into your touch, relishing your cool hands

He almost looked peaceful, however it didn’t last as Hinata suddenly appeared out of nowhere, a wide grin on his face

“Did Y/N just call you...babycakes?” Hinata let a laugh, causing both you and Kageyama to stiffen. “And you didn’t...try to kill them?”

“Huh?!” Kageyama swerved around so face you thought it’d give him whiplash, glaring at Hinata with a deep blush on his face. “N-No they didn’t! That’s ridiculous! Get lost, carrot top!”

“Ha! They did! That’s why you’re blushing so hard!” Hinata howled, his outburst causing multiple people to look over at you guys

You felt a wave of embarrassment wash over you, turning down your head as you stared at Kageyama apologetically

“I’m sorry, I guess that was too loud,” You said, but he was too busy arguing with Hinata and trying to strangle him to even pay attention anymore

YAMAGUCHI TADASHI

It was late, you had just gotten back from (Y/C/N) practice and you went to the gym to find Tadashi

Usually, he’d walk you home at night and be waiting once you were finished. But today it looked like practice was running a little late for him so you knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer

“Huh? Oh it’s you,” Tsukishima didn’t mean to sound so rude, but you still flinched at his words

“Um, yeah. Is Yammie around?” You asked hesitantly, rubbing your arms. You were already thrown off a bit and didn’t really think as the nickname slipped passed your lips

“Uh...yeah he’s- wait a second. Yammie?” Your eyes widened as you realized your mistake, just as Yamaguchi came running over

“Tsukki, who is it?” He asked, before his eye settled on you and a wide smile grew on his face. “Oh hey Y/N! Practice is about to end soon, I’ll be out!”

“O-Okay,” You stuttered, avoiding eye contact with Tsukki as you stepped inside of the gym

“What’s wrong?” Yamaguchi frowned, noticing your embarrassed demeanor

“Well, don’t take this wrong way but-”

��Do you really let them call you Yammie?” Tsukishima interrupted you, causing both of you to freeze

Unfortunately, he had said it loud enough to attract the attention of everyone else and all eyes were on you guys, Tadashi becoming a stuttering and blushing mess

“What?! W-Where did you hear that? They don’t call me Yammie! That’s ridiculous, Tsukki!”

You both were horrified as laughter began to erupt throughout the gym, his teammates obviously getting a kick out of the nickname

“I’m sorry,” You turned to Yamaguchi the same time as Tsukishima did

“I didn’t mean to say it that loud,” Tsukishima said, tossing a glare towards Hinata as he laughed the loudest

“I-It’s alright. Hopefully they’ll forget about it tomorrow,” Tadashi stuttered, but spoiler alert: they didn’t

TANAKA RYUNOSUKE

You smiled as you heard the doorbell ring, indicating that your boyfriend was finally here to pick you up

Smoothing out your uniform, you took one last look in the mirror before running to the door and tearing it open

“Lovebug! You’re here early!” You exclaim, but you weren’t really complaining as you threw yourself into his arms and smiled at him

“U-Uh, yeah, yeah we are. I stopped by to walk with Noya,” He explained, embarrassment growing on his face

By the time you pulled away, the name had already registered in Noya’s mind and he burst out laughing, much to Tanaka’s annoyance

“Lovebug? You told me Y/N didn’t have any nicknames for you!” He howled, whilst holding his stomach. “Man, this is gold. Mind if I call him that too, Y/N?”

“I...” You didn’t really know what to say, but you did feel bad for Tanaka a little

“Shut up!” He growled, grabbing his friend by the collar and shaking him. “That nicknames cute, alright?! And I love it when Y/N calls me that so shut up dammit!”

“Okayy~” You had a feeling this would not be the last of hearing about this. And what do you know- all the boys seemed to be holding in laughter later that day when you entered the gym

“So, Lovebug huh?” Asahi grinned at you

“Shut up!”

ASAHI AZUMANE

The celebratory dinner was going great- all the boys seemed to be really enjoying themselves but you noticed that Asahi was going a little fast

“Bubbie? Slow down a little- you’re gonna choke,” You giggle a little, shaking your head at him

“Oh, yeah, right,” Asahi lowered his bowl and chuckled, but he wasn’t the one that ended up choking

Daichi, who was sitting right next to you guys, started choking on his barbecue

“Cap?” Asahi patted his back a little to help him out, “You alright?”

“Bubbie?” Daichi managed to speak through his coughing, causing the tips of Asahi’s ears to go completely red

“Uh...I...I can explain!” Asahi stuttered out, staring at him with wide eyes

“Explain what?” Suga poked his head in and looked back and forth between them

“N-Nothing!” All three of you squeaked out, turning your backs to him and resuming on your food. Daichi and Asahi were bright red, meanwhile you were pretending you were just grateful Daichi didn’t blab

“Well okay...” You could tell Suga was suspicious but slowly he let it go. Daichi however, grew a wide smile on his face as everything began to sink in

“That’s quite a nickname you got going for yourself,” He commented, just when you thought it had died down

“Yeah, well,” Asahi scratched the back of his face. You felt so bad- he looked like a tomato! “I’d appreciate it if we kept this between us, yeah?”

“Yeah, you got it,” Daichi grinned and nodded, causing Asahi to breathe a sigh of relief, “Bubbie.”

HINATA SHOYO

Hinata had a match and unfortunately you couldn’t make it, so he opted to FaceTime you instead right before the game was starting

“Good luck Cutiepie! I know you’ll do great!” You shouted through the screen, smiling brightly

Hinata beamed and nodded his head quickly, forgetting that he had you in speakerphone

“Thanks, babe!” He shouted, just as Kageyama walked by, his jaw dropped to the floor

“Cutepie?” He said in disbelief, and Hinata whipped around so quickly the screen became blurry for a moment

“Crap!” Panic bubbled up inside of the orange-haired boy as a sly smirk grew on Kageyama’s face. “That wasn’t for you to hear!”

“Obviously not, Cutiepie,” Kageyama grinned, barking out a laugh that caused the others to stare in disbelief

“Is he...” Tsukishima started

“...Laughing?” Noya finished, tilting his head a little

All the boys were scared, and slightly alarmed when Kageyama doubled over as Hinata yelled at him

“Shut up! It’s not funny!” Your boyfriend yelled, shaking his hands

“What’s going on here?” Coach Uaki raised an eyebrow

“He-”

“Shut up Kageyama!”

“Y/N calls Hinata their Cutiepie!” Tobio yelled out, causing Coach Uaki to sputter back a laugh

“They what now?” All the other boys turned their backs so angry Hinata couldn’t see them absolutely losing it

“You butt-wipe! You weren’t supposed to tell anybody!” Hinata yelled while you tried to surpress your giggles

“Shoyo baby It’s okay, that just means you gotta kick their asses 10x harder,” You reminded him, trying to cheer him up

But the damage was already done

Nobody was ever gonna let that go, especially not Kageyama. And even though you weren’t there for the match, Hinata told you later on how even the other team started teasing him for it

But at least they won, though

NISHINOYA YU

It wasn’t even you that outed him, it was Kiyoko lmao

She was picking up some stuff around the gym and there just so happened to be a volleyball underneath the bench he was sitting on, so she asked him to hand it to her politely

“Nishi-boo, can you please hands me that?” The minute she said it, it was like the entire gym just froze

The sound of arguing and volleyballs thumping around decreased, and suddenly all eyes were on Noya and Kiyoko as they both stuttered out excuses, clearly embarrassed

“I-I mean, Nishinoya, I didn’t-”

“She doesn’t- she didn’t mean-”

Tanaka was looking at his friend with eyes so big you’d think they were saucers. Exclaiming loudly, he yelled, “WHAT DID SHE JUST CALL YOU?”

“Nishi-boo?” Asahi frowned. “I thought only Y/N called you that.”

“YOU KNEW?!” Both Noya and Tanaka exclaimed, causing Asahi to flinch

“I am so sorry,” Kiyoko tried desperately to apologize to a dumbstruck Nishinoya, “I-It’s just- that’s the last thing I heard Y/N call you before practice today and it just slipped out. I’m really sorry!”

“N-No need,” Noya stuttered, his cheeks a dangerous shade of red, “I-It was an accident, right?”

“YOU THREE HAVE SOME EXPLAINING TO DO!” Tanaka pointed at Kiyoko, Noya and Asahi

“IM NOT EXPLAINING ANYTHING SO JUST FORGET ABOUT IT OKAY?” Noya yelled back, but it was too late

The age of him being addressed Nishi-boo had already started. And the one leading the charge?

Why that was Tanaka of course!

TSUKISHIMA KEI

It wasn’t like you meant to expose him

But when Tsukki snuck up on you one day right after he had just finished practicing, you couldn’t but exclaim, “Tsukki-Bear? What are you doing?!”

Cue you spinning around to see practically the entire Karasuno team standing there, frozen in time

“Did I...hear that correctly?” Hinata stuttered, jaw dropped

“Did they just call you...?” Kageyama asked, wide-eyed

“TSUKKI-BEAR?!” They yelled at the same time, bursting out into laughter as Tsukishima scowled

“Y/N...” He turned to you and sighed as they crackled up behind him, the older boys trying to hide their laughter

Ennoshita was the first to crack, Suga following behind as they leaned on each other for support

Even Daichi and Asahi were stunned, but at least they tried to help

“H-Hey that’s not nice to make fun of him,” Asahi stuttered, but it was blocked out by Hinata’s laughter

“I cannot believe...one of the meanest and tallest people I know is called Tsukki-Bear,” He gasped out

“Ugh. Shut up!” Tsukishima rolled his eyes, rubbing at his temples. “So what if I’m called that? It’s just a freaking nickname! You guys are immature!”

“You tell them Tsukki-Bear!” Yamaguchi yelled out, only to realize his mistake a second later, “I-I mean...”

This caused a whole new round of laughter to ring out and Tsukishima grabbed your hand roughly

“Come on. Let’s go,” He growled, dragging you off

“Tsukki! Y/N! Wait up!” Yamaguchi quickly followed

It was safe to say that Tsukki didn’t talk to the team for three days after that, but hey- At least they had something to hold over him now

[trimisu]

hii can i please request tsukki for prompt #20 and #21..like would be awesome if the reader could be chubby and female, thank you :))

#20 - "You look incredible in that"

#21 - "He/She's quite stunning isn't he/she?"

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"What are you doing?"

You turned your head to see your tall, blonde boyfriend leaning against the wall of your shared bedroom with a raised eyebrow.

He just happened to came in when he saw you wearing the clothes your friend gave you as a gift. He watched your face slowly beamed with happiness through the reflection of the bedroom mirror as you began to turn left and right to examine yourself in different angles.

"Kei!" You looked back at the mirror, "what do you think of the dress (f/n) gave me?" You posed a bit in the mirror, earning a small smile from the middle blocker.

The way how the (f/c) romper outlined the curves of your chubby body perfectly, and the design made it even 100x more cuter on you. If the romper is sleeveless, he loves how it shows how big your arms is, it makes him wanna hold and squeeze them gently.

"You look incredible in that outfit..." He mumbled out, making you giggle at his shy look from the reflection of the mirror. Pink tints dusted on his cheeks... At least you think it is.

"I know right? I should send (f/n) a quick thank you message for the gift they gave me!" You happily exclaimed.

With the reflection of the mirror, you watched his tall figure walking towards you. He hugs you from your behind, feeling the softness of your body. It's like Tsukishima is hugging a real life teddy bear. He placed his chin on your head, staring straight at the reflection of you and him at the mirror.

"That girl in the mirror... She's quite stunning, isn't she?"

Your smile grew wider, heart fluttering at the compliment. You could see one of those rare handsome smiles Tsukishima is wearing through the reflection.

"Didn't know you were the cheesy type," you teased him, making his grip tighter.

Burying his face on to the crown of your head, he mumbled, "Don't ruin the moment..." Earning a laugh from you.

[mrskurono]

\(◦´-`◦)/♡ mommy~~~

who, out of all the haikyuu babies, are the best at sucking nipples? this is very important.... i am doing research..... (っ◞‸◟c)

a/n: THIS IS IMPORTANT RESEARCH AND AS SOMEONE WHO IS ovulating HORNY RN I CAN VERIFY THIS tags: sexual context, nipple play, touchin the boobie, female anatomy 

Mouth open wide, as much of your breast they can fit in, 100% sure they’d be nursing if they retained that reflex from a baby:

KAGEYAMA (i gotta stop putting him in like, every boob category lolol), Kinoshita, Kuroo, SHIBAYAMA, INUOKA, Kindaichi, KUNIMI, Sakunami, Koganegawa, AKAASHI, Tendou, Shirabu, SAKUSA, KOMORI, Atsumu, Omimi, Both Hirugami Brothers, MEIAN

Lips around nipple, lots of licking, swirling their tongue around said nipple, much more of a tease:

Suga, TANAKA, Tsukishima, Yaku, Oikawa, MAKKI, KONOHA, Shirabu, Goshiki, TERUSHIMA, Atsumu, SUNA, KOURAI, Tatsuto

Prefers to play with your nipples with their hands, into tugging/pulling on them:

Daichi, Asahi, Noya, HINATA, Kenma, MATTSUN, Iwaizumi, Kyotani, Washio, BOKUTO, Ushijima, KITA, Osamu, Michinari, Riseki, KOURAI, Tasuto 

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heyy i have a request :))) can u do one for tsukki, asahi, suna,bokuto where “y/n” is a really talented ace in the girls volleyball team, and like how they’d react to seeing them play for the first time. I play as ace in my team and i haven’t really seen anyone do one where the reader is also a player :/ anyways that would be lovely:)) have a good one 😁😁

TSUKKI, ASAHI, SUNA & BOKUTO WITH A S/O WHO’S A TALENTED ACE

tsukishima kei

this tsundere ugh

forget about cheering for you, tsukki has been watching your every move eversince the game started

that’s because he’s thinking about blocking you someday

all that just to piss you off 😒

completely flips the whole arena when he sees you go for a perfect block

now he’s pouting + eyebrows furrowed

tsukki doesn’t admit it but he’s very impressed

he’s been hearing you brag about your plays and he doesn’t believe you

your performance in the court says otherwise

tsukki be punching the wall rn

“can you like,, make a mistake atleast for once?”

azumane asahi

he’s so scared of you LMFAOO

doesn’t even know he’s also scary in court *sigh*

asahi’s support for you is on HIGH LEVEL

he’s been having major mood swings when watching you for the first time

excited because he loves seeing you play omg you’re literally slaying every spike

scared because why are your attacks so clever and strong

worried because you might sprain your ankle anytime :((

we love a diligent boyfriend

asahi would be clapping everytime you score points omg imagine the mini claps he does

“*shivers* that’s.. terrifying..”

suna rintaro

this mf has the heart to smirk while he’s watching you play

safe to say he’s proud of you!! he’s very focused on how you move

has his eyes glued to you ALL the time just because (like tsukki) he’s planning to block you someday lol

deadass chill

he can’t wait to bring you down

he’s also grinning everytime you score a point

suna thinks you’re hot when you go competitive mode

tbh he thinks you’re hot in anything anyways 😒😒😒

“oh damn, you can do that too? too bad the other team has to suffer a tragic loss today..”

bokuto kotaro

HE LOVES IT SO MUCH OMG

hears your title as ‘ace’ and he thinks it’s destiny

✨ c o u p l e g o a l s ✨

you bet he’s the LOUDEST among the crowd

whenever you score them points he’s gonna be so happy and excited omfg

he GASPS everytime you do straights and perfect blocks

thinks you’re the best at anything

but ofc your boyfriend wouldn’t want to lose!! he would be practicing his gameplay too!!

100% he’d definitely have mini practice sessions with you

“Y/NNNNNNNN!!! YOU’RE SO FREAKING COOL!!”

[pontevoix]

𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐞: new years edition from @st4rsinclined : kuroo & tsukishima

who insists on cleaning the house for “a fresh start”?

tsukishima has an odd relationship with the idea of momentum – he’s prone sometimes to falling into cadences of ups & downs & surges of not-quite motivation. & it’s fine, mostly, because it doesn’t matter that much when it comes to determining what he feels needs to be done, to determining what he’s going to do.

but a cadence of up & down makes it fleeting enough that he feels as though it were something he needs to snatch at & tighten his fist around it so that that it might stay put. 

the idea of a new year is the source of a nervous sort of anxiety that tsukishima can’t properly bring himself to voice. & still, if he’s in an upswing, then it makes it apparent.

generally speaking, he’s clean. he keeps a tidy space, & he doesn’t care too much about the idea of deep cleans. kruoo matches him in that regard. he’s clean, too. he’s tidy. 

he also has a deeper preference for lived-in spaces than tsukishima, & sometimes it litters a shared living space in a way that tsukishima has grown to accept.

but when there is the grasp for momentum, tsukishima turns more prone to cleaning the home for a ‘ fresh start ‘ so that he doesn’t feel as though he were veering close to losing momentum. 

it sounds a bit frightful to lose momentum. 

who sneaks away to watch the stars and reflect on the past year?

tsukishima has never been prone to nostalgia, & he isn’t lying when he concedes that he has little patience for it either — he’s too caught in the present, too concerned by the future. it’s a wonderful safeguard when it comes to habits that encourage a man to remember his strengths as something past.

in truth, tsukishima has never been prone to nostalgia because he’s not entirely sure that it is a helpful thing.

in recent years, he’s been venturing closer to a person that he wants to become – so there hadn’t been a version of himself that made more sense than the one that exists in the present. if he remembers his youth, he remembers himself as having been prone to noncommittal habits, to a quiet hold.

he’d rather not regret the commitments he has made now. so he tries to think forward just enough.

kuroo is similar — thinking present & thinking forward. & kuroo differs too – because he has always been prone to nostalgia, to finding comfort in the older memories that had been sources of warmth —

kuroo finds a lot more ceremony in reminiscing than tsukishima does. & tsukishima understands it because the people closest to him have always been prone to appreciating the sentimentality of ceremony & good times — he understands it well enough not to mock, not to dispute when reflection is asked of him too. 

at the new year, they stand at the street & harbor drinks against their chest. kuroo studies the sky, & tsukishima can’t see the starts properly amidst pollution but – 

yeah. he’ll reflect on the past year if he’s asked. 

who struggles to stay awake and falls asleep before the countdown? 

tsukishima deeply & desperately wants to be capable of staying up later in the evening. he tries sometimes & fools himself momentarily into the prospect of success when settling into bed to watch a movie with his laptop on his chest — but he always falls asleep thirty minutes into the movie. then his neck hurts & his headphones threaten to get be bent at the wrong angles – 

it’s a frustrating defeat as much as it is humiliating. 

if he’s celebrating the new year at home, he’s inclined to fall asleep early — & he does a terrible job of making a convincing argument that he’ll manage to stay awake. by ten, he’s caccooned himself in a layer of a two sweatshirts, a blanket, & socks. kuroo tells him that he looks like the world’s unfriendliest snowman, which isn’t particularly clever, so tsukishima just glowers. 

kuroo has a harder time of falling asleep than tsukishima – & he doesn’t complain when tsukishima trusts him enough to sink against him well before midnight.

if they’re at a public celebration for the new year, tsukishima stays awake without struggle — & though kuroo manages to make himself thrive in their good company, he tires at the same time tsukishima does. there’s little need for deliberation between them about when to leave the public celebration. 

who always wants to watch the fireworks, even in freezing weather? 

neither of them particularly care for fireworks themselves, but kuroo ( still prone to sentimentality ) has a fondness for festivals & food booths & the warmth of community celebration. 

there are fireworks there, sometimes. 

tsukishima follows kuroo to the festivals, anyway. 

but he does hate the cold. he would do everything in his power to avoid spending an excess time in freezing weather. consequently, because he is a logical man, he is appalled that kuroo is so indifferent to threat of winter winds or biting cold. as far as tsukishima can tell, kuroo forgets his scarf more often than he remembers it. besides that, he’s got a terrible habit of pressing cold fingers against the back of tsukishima’s neck when he thinks that tsukishima is being particularly annoying.

who writes a detailed list of resolutions?

kuroo is prone to moments of grandiose wants sometimes. he doesn’t really write a list of resolutions as much as he grows restless at work sometimes & writes down a list of ambitions & goals — not all of which are achievable, not all of which he has to pursue. it bothers kuroo, tsukishima thinks, when he feels too close to stagnation or restlessness. 

so kuroo strives for a lot, & sometimes tsukishima doesn’t understand it — recently, he’s grown grateful for it, though he doesn’t say as much well. it’s admirable.

of course, tsukishima also feels as though a list of resolutions may be detrimental to him. his first instinct is to confine himself too well — & a resolution would only serve to enforce that. 

who's claims not to care about new year traditions but secretly hopes they work?  

kuroo falls into traditions for the sake of celebration & indulging in nostalgia —- tsukishima falls into traditions sometimes with some begrudging reluctance & with some feelings of gratitude. 

it’s not so much that he hopes that new year traditions work or that he wishes for luck, but when he gets caught into the idea of momentum  . . . he hates the idea of things that might spoil it. 

he’s prone to noticing indicators of bad luck & omens. he’s prone to carrying it with him like a cloud. it’s a point of anxiety sometimes.

tsukishima would rather avoid anything that gives omens for the future.

who insists on always spending new year's together and kissing at midnight? 

they don’t always insist on spending new year’s together. they’re both prone to bouts of pride & indignation that means that means they lapse into communication sometimes as though it were a challenge. 

so sometimes they split ways. sometimes they resent it. sometimes they understand it. 

but they still settle into one another well enough that they understand rituals & wants. 

they don’t kiss where they can be seen. because they both are prone to their own types of privacy. but if they are in public ( & alone ), kuroo kisses tsukishima. because it makes them both hide a smile, because it’s a shared celebration.

if they are away from a shared space, tsukishima kisses kuroo. because it’s his turn. because it’s a fair exchange, because it makes kuroo’s lips turn into a smile against his own.

both kuroo & tsukishima are well-equipped to make more than compelling arguments. 

who wants to start new year's day 'the right way' (early, nice breakfast, etc)? 

tbh they both really like sleeping in on the new year. that’s the right way to start the new year. then they realize they’re out of groceries so it blows up in their face. sad !!!!!!

who starts a hobby on january 1st and sticks with it all year? 

kuroo talks about starting a new hobby on december 31st. then he tries something new on march 22 that he remembers had been on his list of things to try, & so he counts it briefly as a new hobby for the new year.

they’ve been stumbling into new habits & hobbies & rituals, though – all of which are accidentally discovered in efforts of navigating communication. it has nothing to do with the new year. it has everything to do with them. 

who suggests writing a letter to their future selves to open next new year’s?

actually neither of them they’re both too proud to do that. akiteru tries to tell them that it’s a nice practice though. momentarily, tsukishima felt the urge to strangle his brother when he said that – but only mildly. 

[pontevoix]

he likes a routine, always likes a routine — on good days ( on most days ), he’s got one without kuroo too —- he makes a habit of shedding his shoes at the genkan, of unplugging his headphones & setting them on the charger. his phone rattles against the kitchen counter with a new dependency on an external speaker, & it is tsukishima alone — playing private pieces openly where he is usually confined.

his routine is usually recommended recipes for dinner, suggested by his team’s nutritionist. he seasons his food bland & doesn’t mind the calm delights of an internal monologue delaying stretches that he should do or papers that he should organize.

instead, he thumbs over his phone screen — tries to choose a movie or a television show that he pretends he won’t interrupt by falling asleep.

akiteru had liked romance dramas. as a child, kei remembers watching akiteru sit with his chin on his knees, with his hands claps around his legs — they watched it for the story, for the action scenes. akiteru always kept a dry eye, so kei did too.

they used to sit on opposite sides of the couch & leave space between them. their mother had just started a reluctant routine of night shifts, & they had not yet made a habit of understanding that it made their living space quiet in the evenings.

kei was young enough to think that maybe he prefers it — the quiet. he was old enough to know that there is something incorrect in phrasing the preference as so, & mostly he just spent too much time following akiteru’s lead.

it was funny that akiteru’s eyes stayed dry, kei thought — because akiteru’s eyes seemed to water easily. even when he was laughing, when he was smiling.

akiteru only like romance dramas because their mother watched them frequently enough when she folded laundry. she only watched it because her mother-in-law made a habit of them too, before she passed.

kei never managed to inherit a preference for the dramas, but he watches them sometimes anyway —- knowing that they’re things that he might never finish.

it’s routine. it’s different than the one that he builds with kuroo.

the pair of them also choose things that they never have to finish — movies with mediocre plots, reality television shows with characters all indiscernible. but they never watch dramas, never watch anything that demands they sit in silence.

he likes their routine, & so far it is has not yet been cast in opposition to his private routine. it feels like maybe the two routines should be at odds — but it’s not a problem yet.

tsukishima laces his fingers together, folds them atop of his knees, & stares them into stillness so that he resists the urge to fidget. beside him, kuroo shifts closer. the comforter still bunches uncomfortable beneath tsukishima. still it could be worse —

kuroo gives a concession ( ‘ you know, i once didn't speak to my sister for a solid week because she purposely shrunk my clothes ‘ ), & it startles tsukishima into half a laugh.

it could be worse.

so tsukishima releases his fingers from their hold, smooths his hands over his pants. ‘ you probably deserved it, ‘ he says — because he can, because it’s a harmless thing to joke about.

he waves a hand anyway —- because he & akiteru are fine, except for all their similarities & dissimilarities. they are sensitive to the same things, mostly — sensitive to change & disappointment & resignation. but they handle it differently. akiteru tries to carry sensitive things in his hands as though they were a liquid. he hates when things then slip through the cracks. kei refuses to touch sensitive things at all.

they both have good days, both have bad days. it doesn’t feel like a whole lot to tell.

‘ i mean. it’s not a good story or anything. it’s not dramatic. & it’s not a secret — ‘

except it wears the half-formed shape of a secret because it’s still something that tsukishima is reluctant to speak about at length. ‘ i just mean that it’s not always fair . . . or rational. the way that i respond to things - ‘

he can’t help but grimace, can’t help but stick his tongue against the wall of his cheek. by nature, he is rational — so it feels grating to admit irrational things. his mouth feels dry against confessional words, & he still feels stale residue from the aftermath of a shitty night & a morning so-far suspended.

these are things he doesn’t admit aloud, & it shouldn’t be enough to make a mystery.

‘ i mean — if there’s a mystery, fine. but there’s not a whole lot that’s mysterious, ‘ he tries to explain, & really just highlights nuances that don’t matter. ‘ you met me when i was fifteen. i had plenty of bad days, held grudges, & found it much easier to keep my mouth shut than to say to much.’

these are all vices that have evolved with age, that have never quite dissipated. but what mystery is there about being teenage?

tsukishima snorts & straightens. ‘ i wasn’t mysterious. i was just another kid who thought it was easier to do things alone. ‘

yamaguchi’s friendship had been an anomaly before tsukishima had ever grown old enough to be abrasive — but it had always been true that it was easier for him to make enemies than to make friends.

so that’s reason enough, maybe, that he can’t be mysterious now either — he’s just another twenty-something, who hasn’t figured out how to give himself solid form.

kuroo knocks against his shoulder & gives an apology: i'm sorry about the photos that were released.  i didn't know people would be looking or i wouldn't have teased you, he says.

it’s redundant enough that tsukishima snorts. fatigue frays at his anxiety, brings him closer to focus.

‘ you know you got a habit of apologizing for things you didn’t do ? ‘ he points out. he rolls his head back & stares at the ceiling.

‘ you didn’t take the pictures. you didn’t do anything wrong. i’ve been in settings like that before. compromising ones, i guess. i liked making the move to sendai years ago because i didn’t need to be discrete in the same way that i had been in terms of . . . seeking opportunity. i just hadn’t realized that people were looking that way. you talk a lot about fame, & i’ll never get it — all this stuff could have repercussions professionally, & i don’t want to think about that —- ‘

he squeezes his eyes shut, wonders if it’ll be enough to send his headache into something subdued. the ache is already a mild thing, but it keeps siphoning energy from him.

he isn’t at liberty to talk about it properly —- the prospects of his career. even if kuroo works with the japanese volleyball association, he is not guaranteed to be privy to the same information that tsukishima is & vice versa.

the frogs could be up to be promoted to division 1, & that might make tsukishima a candidate for more —- if he wants to take the opportunity.

right now, he can’t imagine wanting to take the opportunity. it is difficult to move at all — but it is even harder to imagine refusing the chance to try to win.

kuroo stretches his legs out beside them. his shoulder presses a little more firmly against his shoulder, & now the muscle at his thigh presses against tsukishima’s hip & ankle.

they exchange warmth that way, & kuroo offers another apology. again, it’s misplaced.

tsukishima clicks his tongue, stretches out his legs so that they are aligned. ‘ i didn’t have any ambitions, ‘ he corrects —- & maybe it’s another confession, but he stares at the lines of their legs & grows distant from it.

in a manner of speaking, tsukishima supposes that he had let volleyball dictate his life for a while. he had been so adamant in resisting the things that he was certain were unachievable, that he pledged himself to its antithesis instead.

‘ my plan was to study engineering or law or accounting or something, then join corporate — ‘

math had never been his strong suit or something he enjoyed. consequently it had made sense, at the time, that it would be a part of the rest of his life.

akiteru hasn’t really ever liked the work that he does. he doesn’t mind it, but it’s never been a point of passion.

so it was supposed to be another similarity they shared. instead, ambition is a new thing. routines are new things, & they’re accompanied with all the sticky things that won’t be outgrown. these are all vices that have evolved with age, that have never quite dissipated.

so tsukishima & kuro have to talk about cruelties. about the intention to be cruel, about the things tsukishima should have done differently.

tsukishima says he didn’t intend to be cruel.

i know you didn't, kuroo acknowledges it & only tells half a truth. tsukishima watches him sideways & supposes he agrees.

the intentionality doesn’t matter that much anyway. cruel is still cruel.

but kuroo sticks the point. by sorry circumstance - they’ve been peeling up floorboards together, looking at exposed woodwork — so maybe kuroo thinks fuck it, let’s see it all.

i don't want you to be my girlfriend, for the record.  i mean, if you identify that way, that's cool, that doesn't change what i'm feeling.  i'm just saying.  a boyfriend?  maybe.  a partner?  maybe —- he says, & everything’s exposed.

maybe tsukishima really is crueler than he expected. ‘ yeah. i know, ‘ he concedes. another confession, piled on top of everything.

it’s a horrible admission — comes out worse than it was supposed to be, because he means that he knows kuroo doesn’t want him as a girlfriend. kuroo has never been limited like that, & he’s never discrete.

but a girlfriend represents everything that is easier, that is normalized. a girlfriend represents every polite thing that doesn’t mean professionalism tanked & mysteries that are just vices.

a girlfriend represents a crueler version of kuroo, if he liked tsukishima a little less.

‘ it wasn’t a fair assumption. it might have been an irrational one, ‘ tsukishima allows —- & tries to connect the dots between old things & new.

kuroo seems to predict it, anyway. he pulls up more floorboards, turns to face tsukishima directly, & shines a light in his face.

please don’t tire of me, tsukishima had asked.

so kuroo gives a succinct list of every reason that the assumption had been irrational — the things he likes about tsukishima lined with assurances of the things that keep him invested.

if it were a better day, maybe the tips of tsukishima’s ears would flush red & creep a stain down the back of his neck. instead, he remembers watching akiteru watch a drama with dry eyes.

his eyes are dry now, but his throat is tight & his head keeps throbbing.

so he says the first thing that comes to mind —- it’s not the correct thing. ‘ that’s not fair, ‘ he mutters — dry & cracked & honest at least.

‘ you’re not subtle now, so how come you were subtle then ? ‘

because it’s funny somehow, unbelievable mostly — that everything should connect to teenage meetings & old expectations.

tsukshima had been young & annoyed with his own enthusiasm every time he exchanged messages with kuroo, every he found himself too appreciative in thinking about his form.

that sort of admiration is supposed to be shortlived & never reciprocated.

but they’re here, anyway. tsukishima had grown out of his admiration & grown right back into it.

tsukishima keeps staring at the lines of their legs & tries to make amends for the things he can’t say right.

he splays his hand on top of kuroo’s fidgeting at his knee.

‘ i told you that i’m not sure i’ve ever made a decision lightly in my life, ‘ he mutters & wants it to be an apology.

because kuroo had not been subtle, & he had not been subtle.

cruelties lay somewhere in between, & there is an infinite list of things that need relearning.

‘ i wouldn’t have kept inviting you over if i didn’t want you here, ‘ he says. it feels lighter than a confession, but still like an overload of inadequacy.

tsukishima relaxes his hand over kuroo’s, thumbs a circle once over his hand. he wants that to be an apology too.

‘ if i didn’t like you too much, i would have told you to fuck off earlier last night. ‘

not that it helps. intentionality doesn’t matter much, & they sit here anyway — bunched together on a comforter on the floor, making sense of something that should have been clearer from the start.

so he asks simply : ‘ does that make sense ? ‘

because he’ll have to say the words better some other time, on a better day.

they are a routine he’s not ready to finish.

despite the fact that it shouldn't make him smile  (because he doesn't like seeing tsukishima like this, quiet and vulnerable in all the wrong ways that makes something in his spine ache),  there is a brightness that settles over him for just a moment at the way that he confesses to liking a routine.  it's about as close as kuroo has gotten to an outright acceptance to his company, to this strange thing that they keep building up like stepping stones that he tends to slip on.  it makes him, just for a moment, think that maybe they can be something if they allow themselves to be. 

but he understands, too, that there is a hidden meaning in careful words, in an admittance about his brother and his relationship.  there's hidden meaning because of the way that tsukishima doesn't fully look at him, in the way that he pulls up his knees close as if he can protect himself from the world, from judgement. 

if he can be allegedly so close to his brother, and is close to him even now, then those three years that were in silence were meaningful.  it was a soft bite into a world of what tsukishima's grudges look like  ––  and the world that kuroo is stepping into if he decides to stay here.  if he decides to pursue anything, it means that he will be subjected to moments like this, to flashes of anger and disarray and depression that is barely touched on the surface. 

it should be a deterrent; it's meant to be one and he knows the trap that's been laid.  but kuroo only finds himself playing with the edge of the comforter more, carefully sliding closer toward him, letting the space get gradually smaller.  it's trying not to spook a wild animal that makes all of his training with kenma almost worth it.  it's trying not to let someone slip away that does make it worth it.

" you know, i once didn't speak to my sister for a solid week because she purposely shrunk my clothes. "  it's a concession, a moment of not quite shared moment, but also teetering on the edge of letting him know that he hears him, that he'll listen if he wants to talk about it.  he doesn't exactly know how to process that large of a grudge and punishment, but it isn't his life to dictate  ––  his sister and him are close, messages are exchanged constantly and he finds it hard to actively hold a grudge against people in general.  

but he understands the warning that is clear, that is ringing bells.  he's just been really good at ignoring warning signs, even if he shouldn't be.  it's a habit that's hard to break.

kuroo always has liked a challenge, and tsukishima has been the biggest challenge of them all, right from the moment that they had met.  

he's never regretted taking that challenge on, either.  he doesn't regret it now. 

" you don't have to tell me everything.  just …  if there's something i can do to help, i'm offering it.  that's all.  even if it's something stupid like watching show reruns and eating cereal for dinner. "   there's a small smile that settles onto his features because it feels natural and because he has moved completely, shoulder gently brushing up against tsukishima's, even as he curls more into himself and tries to block out the reality of the world. 

he takes him in for a moment, just lets the words settle between them and reads body language, reads if he can actually get through to him or if this is a lost cause in the way where tsukishima is stubborn as all hell and refuses to actively let it be a point of healing.  either way, he's not going to leave  ––  but he is going to gauge if he's actually welcome or not. 

tongue presses into the edge of his cheek again for a moment as he lets out a slow breath through his nose.  " i don't think you realize just how much of a mystery you actually are, you know.  you always have been one, ever since i met you.  but that's not a bad thing, nor is it a bad thing to not have skeletons in your closet either. "  he lightly thumbs at the edge of his pajama pants, feels the soft material as he lets out a slow breath once more.  he feels like his atoms want to shake themselves out of their skin; he's trying and almost failing but he's not going to let himself slip, not this time. 

" i'm sorry about the photos that were released.  i didn't know people would be looking or i wouldn't have teased you.  i don't think before i do things sometimes, and that's a big problem, i'm aware of it.  but i'll be more vigilant in the future, because you get to decide if you want something like that public. "  and that is something that kuroo means with everything that he has within him. 

everyone gets to decide when their sexuality can be put on display and whether or not it's theirs.  he will never take that away from tsukishima, even if he's out to friends but wants to keep himself private to the eyes of those who pry too much.  kuroo gets it  ––  it's a moment of contention of privacy.  it's a moment of your own terms and them being absolutely violated within moments. 

he stretches his legs out a little, feels the cool of the floor against his sock clad feet.  the black socks are starting to get worn in places from the familiar tread  ––  they've mapped out this expanse of tsukishima's apartment far too many times over the past year or so.  

" i haven't been making it easier, either, you know.  by putting my foot in my mouth constantly about you and sendai.  the truth is, is that i'm proud of you for not letting volleyball dictate your life.  i've always liked that about you.  i like that you have other ambitions beyond the sport. "  tongue presses into his cheek again, counting to ten before he releases the spot and lets his fingers tap along his pajama pants once more.  it's a nervous habit, the way that they span over his knees.  " i've been absolute shit at articulating that. "

his spine tightens though at the mention of the night previous.  it means that there is a conversation that needs to be had that he's been good at avoiding.  he avoids it because he doesn't know if he's going to like the answer if he lays everything on the line.  there is a push and pull of advantages and disadvantages, ones that he's put off for a long time because if he does that, then it's easier.  it's easier to pretend that tsukishima might actually like him in that manner. 

but tsukishima is offering him honest truths.  he is offering him pieces of himself that he normally wouldn't.  so kuroo knows this is his offer too  ––  to hear him out, even if they don't know if they're ready for the answer that's going to come into the light. 

" i know you didn't. "  it's only a half lie; he knows that generally tsukishima doesn't mean his quips and his mean streaks, but last night had felt exceptionally cruel.  he still doesn't know if it's just him taking an offense to things, or if there's something that's hiding beneath the surface. 

it doesn't matter though.  it's done and over with. 

" i don't want you to be my girlfriend, for the record.  i mean, if you identify that way, that's cool, that doesn't change what i'm feeling.  i'm just saying.  a boyfriend?  maybe.  a partner?  maybe.  but i don't think there's a fair assumption in me wanting you to be my girlfriend.  if i was looking for a girlfriend, i'd have one by now. "  it's a small shrug that accompanies his words; he won't pretend like there aren't eyes on him, that he hasn't been hit on or hasn't gone home with people.  intimacy is easy when it comes to hooking up and having it mean nothing, especially when he had been fresh out of high school and had been rolling on the high of being attractive, the muscles he had carefully carved out from volleyball still filling out his lanky form.

but when it comes to actual feelings, there are only two people that kuroo has actually felt that way about:  kenma and tsukishima.  he's starting to think his type is really fucking annoyingly stubborn blonde who insults me.

kuroo shifts so that he can look at tsukishima, take in the quietness of his features, the way that he attempts to make himself as small as possible, as unimposing as possible.  he hates how it looks on him  ––  he's so used to seeing him high, looking down his nose at him.  it feels strange, like they've tilted into an alternative universe.  he's not quite sure what to make of it. 

honesty stills his tongue for a moment but he pushes forward.  if this is his chance, then he's not going to squander it.  " i like you.  everything that you think is a flaw is actually a charm.  i like that you're not dictated by a sport.  i like that you want to work at the museum.  i like that you poke fun at me and tell me that i look like shit.  i like the honesty that you have, even if sometimes it would be better off if it wasn't so honest if it was anyone else.  i can't tire of you because i've liked you since third year, when we first met.  it's not about the challenge of your stubborn ass either, even if maybe it started out that way. " 

he remembers apologizing to daichi about him, about how he had somehow upset him.  he hadn't understood the pull at the time, why he had been so damn drawn to making tsukishima see his actual potential that had brimmed under the surface.  maybe it was how it had felt for kenma and hinata  ––  this annoying need to beat them at their own game, to get impossibly closer because there was something so effortlessly intoxicating about them. 

it hasn't changed.  he likes when he leans up against him, when he forces him to learn english through horrendous movies that he loses the plot of.  he only loses the plot because he's too busy staring at tsukishima's lips, under the false pretenses that he's trying to see how the vowels are formed.  it's a good lie; a careful one that helps him learn but that also gives him feelings that he doesn't want to think about, that haunt him when he tries to sleep. 

maybe that's why the words had felt so cruel the night before.  because for a change, tetsuro actually gives a shit what someone thinks of him. 

" i keep coming over and trying to hang out with you because i like you, kei.  it's not about a chase, it's not about obtaining something.  it's about the fact that since we met, you've occupied my mind and i can't exactly get you out of it.  which  ––  i'm glad. "  tetsuro splays his hands across his knees again and lets out a slow breath, wincing when it shakes for a moment.  " so yeah, maybe it sucked last night because i want you to be something to me that's more than a friend.  but not everyone has the same feelings and not everyone has that readiness in them to want a relationship.  and that's cool  ––  not wanting me in that way doesn't change anything because i still want to be here, and i still want to be your friend.  that doesn't change in the least. "

his hand runs through his hair and then he opts to tip his head back on his shoulders, to stare up at the ceiling like it might have some sort of answer for every word that he feels like he's not articulating well.

he's played in games that required less thinking, that required less effort.  

" i guess what i'm trying to say is i've been in love with you since third year.  so no, i'm not going to tire of you.  even if we're just friends, i'm not going to tire of you.  i like you for who you are, even on your bad days. "  he rolls his neck so that he can press his cheek into his shoulders, hesitant eyes glancing over tsukishima's form. 

he can't remember the last time he was actually scared when it's come to telling someone his feelings.  but there's a hurricane that's spinning inside of him, that is screaming an emergency alert to get out of there.

instead, he bunkers down for the storm that's ahead  ––  no matter if the seas start churning or if they choose to calm.

[chaos-writes-fanfiction]

Someone Better

Pairings: Yamaguchi × fem!reader

A/n this is my first time writing for Yamaguchi, and I know I’ve a few stories about Oikawa being a jerk etc but I plan on writing for him soon to give him some love dont worry

Warnings: mentions of cheating

When you started dating Oikawa you thought things were going to be great however you couldn’t have been more wrong. He spent his time training and practicing Volleyball, studying and hanging out with Iwaizumi or his fan girls. It was hard to not get jealous of his fans but it inevitably happened. Especially since you went to Karasuno not Aoba Josai.

Today there was a practice match between Seijoh and Karasuno. You are walking to the gym with your middle school friends Tsukishima and Yamaguchi, when you see the fan girls. You just ignore them for now.

“Are you going to stay and watch?” Yamaguchi asked

“Of course I’m going to watch” you said smiling

“Have to show my support for my best friends”

“We’re not best friends” Tsukishima said

“Says the guy who still has the dino plush I gave you the first Christmas we knew each other” you teased him

“Okay fine were best friends” he said rolling his eyes.

“Yama, Tsuki, good luck” you said hugging Yamaguchi before leaving to go upstairs to watch the practice match.

You wait upstairs for the game to start and watch as Oikawa walked onto the court to star warming up by Iwaizumi. But you frown when you notice a hickey on Oikawas neck that you didnt leave. Anger started to boil in you as you storm down the stairs and go over to him.

“Kawa” you said tapping your foot to try to expel some of your angeriuuuu

“Hi cutie” he said smiling but his smile vanished when he noticed you were upset “what’s wrong?”

“Have you been cheating on me?” You asked

“No why would you ask me that?” Oikawa asked

“You have a hickey on you neck asshole” you said “and I didn’t leave it there”

“Shit” he mumbled scratching the back of his neck.

“Whatever its over” you said turning to leave.

He grabbed your wrist pulling you back to him

“No, you dont get end things” he said

“Yes she does” Daichi said

“Let her go” Asahi said

He released your wrist Daichi and the other third years protectively had you behind them. Yamaguchi wrapped his arms around you bring you into his chest.

“Dont ever touch her again” Daichi said

“Shes trash anyways” Oikawa said

“No you she isn’t” Yamaguchi said

“Its no surprise someone like you could never appreciate someone like her” Tsukishima said

“We will handle this on the court by beating you” Daichi said

The team took you back to their side. And they went back to warming up. You stayed by Coach Ukai and Kiyoko. You watch the game and cheer for Karasuno as they end up winning two of the three sets.

As your team is getting ready to leave you’ve attached yourself to Tsuki and Yama walking between them as you leave.

A few weeks have passed and you’ve been alot closer to Yamaguchi. To the point some of the girls in your class came up to you one day.

“Hey aren’t you dating Yamaguchi?” She asked

“No why would you say that?” You asked

“Well you’re always with him and that Tsukishima guy” she said “and you’ve been seen walking with him to school”

“We’re friends have been since before middle school” you said “and we’re neighbors so we always walk to school together”

Then the girl turned to one of the other girls

“You owe me money they aren’t dating!” She said proudly

“Wait you made a bet on weather or not we were dating?” You asked frowning

“Well yeah why else would you hang out with him?” She asked

“For your information Yamaguchi is one of the sweetest most caring people out there, and just because hes shy no one gets to see that and any girl would be lucky to be his girlfriend” you snapped back

Little did you know that Tsuki and Yama were waiting to pick you up from class and heard everything when you stood to and grabbed your things and left

“Oh you’re here” you said

“Yeah came to get you pipsqueak” Tsuki said

“Come on” Yamaguchi said

You nod and follow them out towards the volleyball gym. Tsuki went on a head of you and Yamaguchi.

“So, did you mean what you said in class?” Yamaguchi asked nervously scratching the back of his neck

“That you’re incredibly sweet and kind?” You asked “and any girl would be lucky to be your girlfriend?”

“Yeah that” he said

“Oh well you should know by now I don’t say things I dont mean” you said smiling up at him

He turned and faced you lightly touching your cheek. He ran his thumb over your bottom lip

“C-can I kiss you?” He whispered

As you looked into his eyes you nod. He leaned down and kissed your lips tenderly his lips molding to yours, as the months if not longer of mutual pining and denial of feelings for one another faded away. You gripped his shirt as he cupped your cheeks in his hands.

“Oooh first year is getting some action!” Tanaka hollered

“Who knew Yamaguchi had it in him?” Nishinoya added.

You both part hearing the second years. Before you can turn to run Yamaguchi pulls you into his embrace so you can hide your blushing face. He hides his face in your hair.

“Tell me I’m dreaming” he whispered in your ear

“I’m sorry yama, but you’re 100% awake” you whisper

He groaned and hugged you tighter.

“Yamaguchi we have practice get a move on it” Sugawara yelled

“Watch practice?” He asked

“Of course” you said pulling away to look at his face.

His cheeks were still slightly red. You lean up and kissed his cheek. His cheeks flamed darker now. But he took your hand and led you to the gym. You stayed and watched him practice.

After practice you walked home with Tsukki and Yama like normal. But this time you were walking beside Yamaguchi a little closer than normal.

“Hey dummy” Tsukki said

Both you and Yamaguchi stop and look at him

“What?” Yamaguchi asked

“Just hold her damn hand already” Tsukki said “you both are so painfully oblivious to your feelings I’m sick of watching it” he walked on ahead of you both after that

You blush at Tsuki’s words even though he already left. You look at Yamaguchi who is looking at you.

“Can I hold your hand?” He asked

“Yes, you can” you said

He gently took your hand and gave your hand a gentle squeeze.

“I really like you Yamaguchi” you said

“I like you too. Will, you be my girlfriend?” He asked nervously

“Yes” you said smiling at him

“Oh thank goodness” he said in relief

“Did you think I would say no?” You asked softly

“Well I mean I’m nothing like Oikawa, he’s taller, stronger an-” he started

“Yama, I like you for you I have for so long” you said “he didn’t care about me, not like you do”

He smiled and kissed your forehead

“Thank you for that” he said

“Of course” you said smiling up at him

“Will you come to the tournament next week?” He asked

“Of course, I will I need to support my boyfriend and my school” you said

A week passed and were headed to the tournament. Excited to watch them play. When you arrive you see them walking off the bus.

“Yamaguchi, your girlfriend is here” Tanaka said

He turned and smiled running over to you.

“Hey Sweetheart” he said hugging you

“Hi Tadashi” you said smiling and kissing his cheek

“Wanna wear my jacket?” He asked blushing

“Really?” You asked

“Mhmm” he said he pulled away and took off his jacket.

You put it on and smiled warmly up at him.

“Yamaguchi let’s go, you might as well bring her with you” Daichi called as they started walking to go inside.

Yamaguchi took your hand and caught up to the rest of the team. You ended up helping Yachi and Kiyoko with some prep. When things got started you notice Aoba Josai walking in. You ignore them and go back to helping Kiyoko. They end up winning 3 games before having their next match against Seijoh. You were nervous about the match.

You are standing against the railing with Yachi and Saeko watching them warm up before the game. Seijoh walks onto the court and starts warming up too. That’s when Oikawa notices you. He frowns seeing you in a black jacket.

“Tadashi, Tsuki” you said waving to them “good luck”

They both wave back at you, Tadashi smiled warmly. Oikawa saw this and started getting mad. You watch the game and it’s time for Tadashi to serve.

“Go Tadashi!” You cheer for him

He looks up at you smiles taking a deep breath and does his serve. And Karasuno ends up winning. After their win you run down to the court.

“You did amazing!” You said running to Tadashi

He smiled and picked you up hugging you tightly. Then leaned down and kissed your lips. Oikawa saw was visibly angry.

“Seriously?” Oikawa asked.

You pull away from Tadashis lips “what?” You asked

“Him? You go from me to him?” Oikawa asked

“Yes I went from a self centered cheater to a incredibly sweet and loving boyfriend who isnt afraid to show me off” you said

Tadashi wrapped his arms around your waist resting his chin on your shoulder. And moved his jacket a little showing a few hickeys that were on your neck.

“Shes wearing my volleyball jacket, with hickeys I left on her” he said

“When we dated you told me to not worry about him” Oikawa said

“And you didnt have to, we got together after you cheated on me” you said

“Now shes mine, and I have no intention of letting her go” he said “now if you’ll excuse us, we are going to celebrate our win”

You both walk away hand in hand to go celebrate with the rest of the team. Your hand securely in his. He leaned down and gave you another kiss on the lips before you walked out to rest for the remainder of the day.

[piduai]

hello!! first, i want to thank u for translating those volume additions, amazing as always queen <3 has your opinion on koito changed after reading those additions, even the slightest bit or not? either way, i will always respect and enjoy your takes <333

i talked about it here but i don't mind elaborating. short answer to the question: no it hasn't and my opinion on him won't change. i think part of me will always be sad about koito solely because i mourn my own past investment and affection, since these are things i give away rarely and reluctantly therefore backfiring stings. however as time passes i just grow into acceptance of what koito's character is, acceptance that i am not fond of it, and respect for noda's decisions i don't agree with. i am thoroughly convinced that noda changed his plans regarding koito's development and tsukishima's ending somewhere after church arc. not a fan but he must have had his reasons so i respect that.

when 295 came out it made me unreasonably angry because the change of pace was chilling, i was absolutely 100% convinced that it's going to get a volume expansion - and it did. their dialogue was actually pretty much what i expected it to be. koito has been set to leave tsurumi on his own terms ever since the end of karafuto arc, the foreshadowing paid off is all. i liked the additions because they were in line with my expectations, and koito is still fine here because he doesn't do much except what he was narratively meant to do.

once he gets on the train it's another story. in order for koito to get organic, compelling development, tsukishima had to die - there simply is no other way to put it. tsukishima has always dragged koito as a character down because he reduced koito to being his satellite. tsukishima dying was supposed to be the catalyst of koito's newfound responsibility towards his men, not a random revelation in a fight with hijikata. tsukishima was supposed to follow tsurumi's theater through the end and give his life for tsurumi, which would have pushed koito out of his comfort zone and force him to grow into his own, since he lost the two pillars that he relied on, the two people that lied to him and manipulated him (plus the dad that decided to stay on his sinking ship lol).

but he hasn't. koito a) deserted his superior officer while literally in the middle of a battle which makes little sense logically. b) forced the plot to accommodate his actions since tsurumi just... let him go with no repercussions, despite them being military men that eat the hierarchical order with their morning rice and tsurumi as a person being previously shown as intolerant towards insubordination and c) went on that train for the sole purpose of centering his actions around tsukishima and kill both of their story lines for no good reason.

volume 31 will have 32 additional pages. i'm convinced that the chapter where koito drags tsukishima down (306? 307? idk i forgor) will have a few additional pages expanding their divorce scene but at that point neither koito's nor tsukishima's characters are salvageable because no context elaboration will be able to rectify the end result. noda never changes the plot points, only the details to how they got there. so maybe tsurumi will show more displeasure with their actions instead of simply walking away, maybe tsukishima will show more resolve and personal drive in leaving tsurumi instead of passing out, i don't know. but the end result will not change - koito will make him stay, thus severing his character arc and centering his own around tsukishima again. so to me, koito will stay disappointing and there's nothing that can be done about it.

[haikyoonn]

Karasuno First Years - Sleepover Hc's

✨ bcs everyone needs friends, me included✨

Warning: cursing and fluffy friendship

gn! reader

In your house, obviously.

Basically, you and Yachi were talking about daily randomness and she ended up telling you that she never went to a sleepover before

You stared at her like "bitch, ykw???" Or like "Me too."

Little baby almost cried when you said the both of you should do one together

You two went to Kyioko to ask if she was free and if she wanted to join, but sadly she had plans already

Sad™

Smol tangerine boy noticed the disappointment and asked what was wrong

He cares ok? 🥺

Yachi was the first one to tell him almost instantly, sad puppy eyes

She doesn't have a lot of friends, she wanted the sleepover so bad 😞😞

Hinata said "OH NO!" precious

He wanted to help, so he stroked a proud pose and said he would join with sparkles around his face ✨✨✨

Happiness: 100% level

It didn't last too long until Kageyama knew about the sleepover

Ofc tangerine would tell him or the whole team

He was like " I'm going to a sleepover and you are not! I WON!"

Kageyama: tf is a sleepover?

You were distributing water bottles when he went running to you asking to join the sleepover thing

You were like: ??? Who told you???

Ofc you wouldn't say no to him, like??? He's baby, tf??? That sparking eyes???

When you said he could join he felt cocky while his hands were on his hips

But then he made a "I'm confusion" face and asked you what a sleepover was

Patience™

Yamaguchi looked at him concerned slowly taking the bottle of your hands

Yamaguchi: You don't know what a sleepover is?

Kageyama: Am I supposed to?

*Tsukishima scoffed in the distance

Tsukishima: Kings don't go to sleepovers, they don't have friends, only slaves

You invited the salt just because of that.

He rejected.

Kageyama was lost, you didn't answer him

Yamaguchi asked who were invited and asked if we could join too politely with a slight blush

Must protect.

Now that Yama is officially part of the sleepover, Tsukishima would 100% be there as well

It's the law.

Sleepover time! 🤠🤠

You and Yachi walked together to your house after practice at the Friday Night

Both of you stopping at some stores to buy some snacks and c a n d y 🍭🍭

And ice cream, just because

Yamaguchi and Tsukishima arrived at the same time, and Yamaguchi also bought food with his sleeping plushie

He does have one, shush

Tsukishima bought salt.

His headphones and sleep mask 💅🏼✨

Hinata and Kageyama showed up panting at you door, you assumed they were racing who would reach your place first

Hinata jumped on you it's his style to greet someone and entered your house jumping on top of the couch

Someone is excited.

Kageyama shoved a volleyball at your face with his two hands

Kageyama: I BOUGHT A VOLLEYBALL!

You: Oh really? Didn't notice.

Tsukishima is hugging his knees and is disgusted "who tf would bring a volleyball to a sleepover???"

Hinata was already eating and Yachi was trying to hide the other snacks from him

Yamaguchi is smiling and calmly sitting in the ground next to the salt, he was actually really happy that he's hanging out with friends

Movies! 🤠🤠

Yamaguchi is screaming while hugging your arm and Yachi passing out on the sofa with the horror movie

Tsukishima starting to stress with the stupid choices people make

Hinata and Kageyama fighting about who's a scared cry baby, both in the floor and Hinata is sitting between your shins

Someone help you

Snacks! 🤠🤠

Hinata ate all.

So you needed to make dinner and some sweet desserts

Yachi helps you with dinner, both of you casually talking and smiling

It's a cute sight 🥺🥺

Yama helps you with the dessert, he is used to make sweets tsukishima's falt

You sit next to Yachi on the table, and y'all eat.

Not peacefully, tho.

Hinata and Kageyama were fighting again

"I bEt YoU cAn'T eAt As MuCh As I dO!"

Yachi casually sliding cups of water to you for their lives sake

Not patience™

About the volleyball Kageyama bought 🤠🤠

After eating Kageyama came to you like a puppy

And asked if playing volleyball is part of the sleepover

You are friends with a whole ass volleyball team, what did u expect???

You said yes

He smiles excited

But it will need some modifications

He confusion

You asked him to sit next to you in the floor and he did, as well everyone

You explained the "Never have I ever" game

You said you question and tossed the ball to Kageyama and encouraged him to do the same

It went like that.

Tossing and playing "Never have I ever" but instead of losing points or drinking, y'all needed to throw a pillow at the person

Hinata received the toss with his hands at one round, and thought:

HMMMMM 🤔 I'll try to embarrass S O M E O N E

Hinata: Never have I ever went to a sleepover 😌😌😌

Tsukishima: You haven't?

Hinata: w a i t

Tsukishima, Yamaguchi and you were laughing real bad

You were about to throw a pillow at Yachi and Kageyama, but Hinata took one and threw it h a r d at Tsukishima's face

TSUKIIII [ insert Tadashi's voice ]

His glasses were bent over his face

Haha laugh funny vine/meme

Pillow fight! 🤠🤠

Tsukishima was about to suffocate Hinata but you saved him saying: We NeEd TeAmS, rIgHt?

Team one: You, Hinata And Yachi¹

Team two: Tsukishima, Tadashi and Kageyama²

Yachi accidentally slipped while going to throw another pillow and ended up hitting Yamaguchi's straight in the face

His eyes were teary, not because it hurted him but because of the impact of the pillowcase with his eyes

Yachi started to shake you with panic

She glued her head to the floor and apologized 1.000 times to him even if he reassured her it was alright

You asked him if he was ok while touching his shoulder

b l u s h

You are beautiful, ok?

You shouted to the freak duo to catch every pillow you guys used and bring them to you

Who catches more pillows wins.

The room it's nice and clean in seconds 😌💅🏼✨

Time to sleep! 🤠🤠

Smol tangerine won the 1x1

Kags is already in his mattress because he angy 😤

You dragged him to the bathroom and told him to brush his fckin teeth before sleeping, tho.

After that, you ruffle tangerine's hair and said he did a good job

Congratulations, he won't sleep of happiness

You give him the ice cream pot to calm him down while you show Yachi bby where she's sleeping after she brushed her teeth

Wich is the mattress next to the right side of yours, and wishes her good night

Hinata is done with the ice cream and goes to sleep

Bitch??? B r u s h. Y o u r. T e e t h.

He does and goes to sleep with another hair ruffle from you

Yamaguchi gets out of the bathroom and asks you where he's sleeping

Wich is this whole couch 😌😌

He reassures that he doesn't need to sleep on the couch just because of the incident before but you don't c a r e

He's not injured but he is.

You are about to turn the lights off while wishing everyone good night

Everyone respond to you, only not Kageyama

You: I'll wait...

Kageyama:...

You:..?

Kageyama:...g'night...

You: Thank you.

When you turn of the lights, there's still light in the room

It's Tsukishima with Tik Tok

Again.

He is laying in his mattress wich is next to yours, but on the left side, with his headphones on

You don't even bother to tell him to go to sleep, you start scrolling on your for you page as well

You both stay like that until 2AM, silently giggling

Until he turns off his phone and turn his back to you

Tsukishima: I'll sleep, you should as well

You turn your back to his and wishes him good night again, no response this time.

Y'all woke up with drawings and toothpaste in your faces 🤠🤠

end.

[dxnahdsg]

Tsukishima; Boyfriend Alphabet

A: Affection - How affectionate are they?

About 60% in private. He just doesn't want to show his soft spot to you. But he is clingy when he's tired.

B: Bonding - How often do they bond with you?

Since he has to work at late hours, there's not much time he get to spend time with you. But on weekends, he tries to spend the whole the whole day with you and will do the things you want to do

C: Communication - Do they keep in touch with you when they're away?

He always likes to check up on you whenever one of you is away. He may be a salty giraffe but he's also worried for you. And he always talks to you through video calls just in case you don't get lonely

D: Date - How often do they set up a date for you two?

He ain't a romantic person. He'll only plan dates for the two of you if there's a special occasion

E: Essential - What is the thing that is important to them?

You. Duh. But if it's an object, it's a promise ring he brought for the two of you. It indicates the love and affection that you two show for each other and that you will never leave each other

F: First - Were you his first?

He may be hot but you are definitely his first. He's not the type of person to date many people, he only dates the person who is right for him. And that is you

G: Gross - What is the thing he hates in your relationship?

The fact that you leave hair on the soap. Like it's getting harder and harder to use the soap with your hair covering it 😃

H: Holding Hands - How often do they hold your hands?

He only holds it when you're crossing the road, in a crowded place, or when someone's hitting on you. But sometimes randomly holds your hand cuz it gives him warmth and comfort

I: Intercourse - How are they in 6? (yk what I mean by 6)

He's the rough dom. Literally doesn't stop unless you say the safeword. Sometimes he can't control himself and would still keep going. Okay but really he'll make your legs sore for 5 months-

J: Jealousy - How jealous do they get?

This mf gets jealous easily. He doesn't approach you and tells you about you. Nah, that doesn't work for him. He just glares at the person who's talking to you or spending way too much time with you until they go away.

K: Kiss - How good are they at kissing?

100% good. He got em tongueeeeee. He licky-licky your mouth. He gon bite them lips. Okay but really, HE'S MF GOOOOD. Even just a peck, he gud😎

L: Love - How do they show their love to you?

Well he gives you flowers everytime he goes home. Just to know he misses you. He'll also leave notes or text you reminders. Will have one of his friends to check up on you when he's at work

M: Mad - How often do you argue?

Just when he's like veeeeery tired. Not clingy tired. Like -100 energy tired. He can easily snap at you when he's like that. Of course he apologizes to you the next day but you two argue like once every week.

N: Naughty - How do they deal with you annoying them?

He'll literally just walk out of the room. Like he CANNOT stand it. Sometimes he'll just grab a piece of tape and tape your mouth shut. But of course you still have your body to annoy him, so he'll literally lay on top of you until you surrender

O: Open - How often do they open up to you?

He doesn't really like expressing everything to you. Sometimes he just keeps it to himself. But when he really needs help or needs to talk to you about something, he'll open up to you

P: Pet names - How are they with pet names?

He gets really flustered whenever you give him pet names. He's not the type to give you one but loves it when you say some to him. It makes him feel special

Q: Quiet - How long can they stand silent treatment?

Not long. But also not short. Maybe like a week? He'll be mad at you for like 5 days and the other 2 days are just to give you space. But he is itching for your affection. So after the last 2 days, he'll just bluntly apologize to you and tries to make things normal again

R: Ramble - How often do they talk about you to others?

Rarely. He'll just randomly bring it up. About how great and amazing you are, how beautiful you are, how clumsy you are, etc. Especially when someone talks shit about you

S: Soft - How soft are they to you?

About 60%. What'd ya expect, this is a salty bitch we're talking about. He'll just make fun of you and tease you most of the time

T: Think - What reminds them of you?

You remind him of a dog. You can get annoying and dirty, yes. But you have unconditional love for him and you're very affectionate. Waiting for him to get home. Like a dog.

U: Unhappy - What makes them break if you break up with them?

When you leave the promise ring on the table and how your last words to him were "Save your promise to someone else special"

V: Vacant - How are they with long distance relationship? (That had nothing to do with the word but I am running out of ideas-)

He is not enjoying it at all. As much as he complains about your affection towards him, he is itching for you to give him more. But you can't since you at the other side of the world. Will always check up on you to see if you're okay and will video call you at night before he sleeps

W: Wholesome - The most sweetest thing they ever did to you?

When he made a pillow fort as a sorry from an argument. Along with chips, candles movies.

(Skipping letter X cuz idk what to put there)

Z: Zzz - How do they sleep with you?

Believe it or not, he's very cuddly when he's sleeping. Like he'll literally hold you close while you two are sleeping. Even spoons you. But he'll literally become flustered when he wakes up

A/n: Sorry if it's not the best but it's really late at my country and I did this at 1 am in the morning and I ran out of ideas TvT