Kiyoko Shimizu. Manager for Karasuno High Volleyball Team. (Indie RP blog for Kiyoko of Haikyuu!! Please read the about or the important information page. Mun is 18+, but no smut.)
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I rewatched the episode with the 'Do your best' scene and babeeee.
(It's also snowing where I am and I wanted to go out wehh.)
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As manager, it was Kiyoko’s job to come to the gym before even the eager team members of Karasuno could get to practice. She had everything to set up for the team to use and then once practice was over, most of it to pack back up. However, she overslept for morning practice and felt dread fill her as she looked at her clock.
She got to the school as quick as she could, hair in a frizzy ponytail on her head, no makeup and her uniform messily thrown on. Kiyoko rushed into the gym, panting as soon as she got through the doors. “I overslept.” She panted out, as she caught her breath. To say the least, she never looked this bad to the team.
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As manager, it was Kiyoko's job to come to the gym before even the eager team members of Karasuno could get to practice. She had everything to set up for the team to use and then once practice was over, most of it to pack back up. However, she overslept for morning practice and felt dread fill her as she looked at her clock.
She got to the school as quick as she could, hair in a frizzy ponytail on her head, no makeup and her uniform messily thrown on. Kiyoko rushed into the gym, panting as soon as she got through the doors. "I overslept." She panted out, as she caught her breath. To say the least, she never looked this bad to the team.
#ic#open#mainly to karasuno peeps#dude managers for volleyball have to be there like an hour or two before everyone else apparently??#fuck thaT SHIT
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"Please don't touch me."
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I'm tired already. I know when I take my melatonin for the night I'm gonna hit a fucking wall and be o u t
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Fluffy + Shippy sentence pack
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"I’ve got a kiss with your name on it."
"Want to make some hot chocolate and make s’mores in the microwave?"
"I don’t remember what life was like before loving you."
"You look adorable when you’re cold."
"What would I do without you?"
"My hands are so cold, will you warm them?"
"Sorry, was this your sweater? I’ll give it back… eventually. "
“You look nothing like [celebrity]. You’re much more pretty/handsome.”
"Ow, I got a papercut… kiss it?"
"I love this song! Want to dance?"
"Here, I’ll kiss it better for you."
"I can’t imagine being alone anymore."
"Let’s just stay in tonight and watch movies."
"It’s not just you that I love. I love the me that I become when you’re around."
"I bet I’m a better cuddler than you."
"Cold? Here, let me hold you."
"Do you think you could maybe just talk to me? I don’t care about what. I just want to hear the sound of your voice until I fall asleep."
(via the-write-ideas)
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[slowly works on a billy code for Kiyoko's blog. won't be autoplay though]
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Praise be to the volleyball queers, I figured out how to small text my replies properly.
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"The answer is nothing. I am doing nothing on Valentine's day."
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narita-kazuhito
"Here, Narita." She handed the bottle of water to the boy on the sidelines as the others continued their practice match. She sat next to him for a better angle of the court and watched. "Is anyone off? I was trying to get everything sorted for the game tomorrow, so I missed some of the practice."
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Like for a starter! I'm gonna run and paint some and watch some Markiplier vids cause that's my life.
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Kiyoko could tell that the coach of Fukurodani was not happy about her intrusion. Then again, she also knew no one else was. However, she knew how half the coaches in sports worked. It didn't matter how bad the injury was unless they couldn't play. They could get it checked later. Kiyoko obviously thought otherwise. It wasn't fair, even to an opposing team member to be going against Karasuno with an injury. "It's not troubling. Your coach is the one who would have been in trouble. As well as your team."
The manager went to grab the ice, as well as a small portable heating pad they kept for relieving muscle pain in their kit. She figured one would help the pain more than the other. "Try the ice first. If it doesn't help, I have a heat pad." She sat down next to him to give him company as she handed him the ice pack.
"You do good jump tosses. You just land wrong. You move your feet in the direction you're about to move in so you land pretty hard if you aren't careful. That's probably what happened. You might want to work on it once the pain eases." She figured she could explain why she thought he might have gotten injured.
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Karasuno’s manager has a good eye. Akaashi didn’t think much of the pain in his ankle and probably just landed on it to hard after his jump toss, but the pain continued after practice match after match. Karasuno is a good team always wanting another match even if the scores grew distance from each other each time, but Fukurodani and its captain didn’t mind at all. Akaashi wasn’t going to check it until it was all over, but when the whistle blew and everything stopped for the manager crossing the court; almost striding over to the attack line to where the setter stood and Akaashi already seemed to have an idea what is about to unfold.

"Ah…" is all he can say when the manager takes the ball from his hands. He blinks, utterly shocked to see the manager bend down and begin to inspect his wound. He bites down on his lip when its touched and the pain only intensifies. The manager’s words don’t really surprise him, it was obvious it was a sprain, but how they would stop a middle of a game, for the opposing team’s setter, and try to bandage it is was en entire surprise to him.
He does what he is told and Fukurodani changes setters for now. Akaashi sits at the bench waiting for Karasuno’s manager to return and in the meantime he takes of his shoe and tries spin the ball of the ankle, only groaning out in the pain it causes.
"Ah, I’m sorry for troubling you…" He apologizes to the manager.
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"I leave for a week..." Kiyoko looked at the closet that was now unorganized and messy. It was mainly her job to get things out and put things back and organize them. One week was all it took though. "I..." The manager never really got mad, but to say the least, right now there could have been steam coming out of her ears from the pent up rage of the mess she had to clean.
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What the everloving fuCK? I can never get small text to work for replies. I juST. How do you all work your dark witchcraft? Seriously??
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