#aoba josai headcanons

[sunfish-studies]

Small Talk

✄・・・ Crisp Leaves [Aoba Johsai Manager Series]

➜ Pairing: Aoba Johsai x Manager! Reader

➜ Warning: none

➜ Notes: Manager in this story will be portrayed as a girl. She will be tall, around 170.5 cm.

↷ SUMMARY ↶

Yes, they were wondering about your almost nonexistent love live.

“Hey, [Nickname]-chan, I’ve been thinking about this really hard,” Oikawa drawled after swallowing his favorite milk bread, cheek resting on top of the desk.

“Knowing Oikawa is thinking hard, must be something stupid,” Hanamaki commented.

“Why did you say that so casually!?” sure enough, the slander managed to revive the captain from his slump–shooting out from his seat almost instantly.

Currently, it was lunch and the third years were hanging out at Iwaizumi and your class–pushing your desks together and pulled up a few chairs to accommodate five people at the same time. While you packed your own lunch and Oikawa brought his milk bread, the rest was taking a short journey to the cafeteria for food.

“I couldn’t help but agree,” Matsukawa added, hurting the boy’s pride even further.

“[Nickname]-chan!” of course, the best way for him to be out of this misery is to call out for your help.

“What is it?” you decided to indulge him this time because the captain seemed to be invested in this certain topic each minute passed.

Oikawa pointed at you before moving to gesture Hanamaki, Matsukawa, and Iwaizumi along with him including. “You are surrounded by boys.”

Furrowing your eyebrows in confusion, you answered nonetheless. “…I can see that.”

“A lot of boys for more than three years!”

“Well, I am the manager of the boys’ volley club if you forget.”

“What are you on about?” Iwaizumi deadpanned, not liking how this certain topic stretched out–the ‘ridiculous alarm’ in the back of his head was ringing, signaling that indeed this conversation went from least normal to weird in an alarming rate.

“Don’t you see, Iwa-chan!?” Oikawa gasped dramatically, pointing towards you in earnest. “[Nickname]-chan is surrounded by boys for more than three years! You bound to like some at some point! Why have I never heard about this!? I thought I’m your best friend!”

There’s a pregnant silence before Hanamaki broke it by remarking, “You really are a moron.”

Oikawa pressed a hand upon his chest, faking as if an arrow just stabbed through his heart–not believing this sort of betrayal. “I’m hurt Makki!”

“But he does have a point,” Matsukawa, with his saving grace, decided to take this into his account for once. He looked at you for a moment and hummed. “I mean, everyone has been through that phase somehow. Wanna share?”

“Thank you for making my point valid!” Oikawa harrumphed in triumph, which earned him a disgusted gaze from Iwaizumi.

You sighed in resignation, finally getting into conclusion. “To put it simple, you want to know about my nonexistent love life?”

“I’ve seen you getting confessed to by a senior so it’s not really nonexistent.” Hanamaki commented, pulling up a lazy smirk as he rested his chin on his palm–successfully dragged out another resigned sigh. And how did he even know that was beyond you.

“Well, what do you want to know?”

“Did you have a crush on someone during middle school!?” Oikawa exclaimed–the ruckus he caused managed to gather pairs of curious eyes diverting their gaze towards their table, and received a heartful smack on the back of his head courtesy of Iwaizumi.

“I did.” Your quick answer without a hint of hesitation made the four taken aback–definitely not expecting it. They were more ready with lots of stutter, reluctancy to reply, and flaming red engulfing your face as you confessed to them–the usual routine if someone ever dug other’s deepest secret.

“That was fast,” Matsukawa remarked, shoulders eased up a little. True, even though you’re practically under the spotlight of sudden interrogation you didn’t feel the need to be nervous or flustered–which kind of intimidated them a bit. Contrast to it, they were actually the ones who were tense with whatever answer you had in store–maybe this is what you called an anticipation.

They would declare themselves a hypocrite if not once they thought of you as someone who’s not attractive–considering you were getting attentions from others especially during official matches. They’re the opposite gender so of course they took it to their mind at some moment.

“So, who is it?” Hanamaki asked, rising a brow.

“Tooru.”

“…Please tell me you’re joking.” If short-circuiting is capable to happen in one’s brain, then Iwaizumi had that undoubtedly. You? Had a crush on Oikawa during middle school? At this moment, snowing in tropical regions would likely be more possible than your statement. Even Hanamaki and Matsukawa found themselves rendered speechless by your revelation.

“Sadly not,” all of his hope was crushed in an instant. You then directed a bored stare towards the said mentioned person. “To be honest, I’m questioning myself too. Do my taste really stooped that low?”

“Y-You’re mean, [Nickname]-chan!” Oikawa protested. “But it’s nice knowing my charms works on you!”

“Thank goodness you’ve opened your eyes for the truth, [First Name],” Matsukawa sighed in relief, incurring another series of protests from the brunette and a satisfied firm nod from Hanamaki.

“I’m assuming you’re not currently?” the pink-haired boy added which earned him a nod.

“I’m over it, it’s an old story after all,” You took a short second for swallowing before continuing, smiling playfully. “Knowing he’s vowed his unending loyalty to volleyball, I know when to back off.”

“You are a good person,” Hanamaki hummed in understanding. It’s difficult to recover from heartbreak or backing down from a certain feelings, you managed to do that for Oikawa earn another respect point from him. You thought of the brunette thoroughly unlike the girls he’s been with, you respect and fully support him instead of telling him to tone down his ambitions for aiming higher in volleyball.

“That, I can agree.” Unexpectedly, it came from the mentioned captain. His playfulness vanished as he moved to rested his chin on top of the desk. There’s solemn reflected on his eyes which you couldn’t quite decipher; was it guilt?

“If you’re thinking on apologizing then don’t,” Stating firmly, you placed your chopsticks down to emphasized. Because there’s nothing for him to apologize. Not with things which wasn’t in his control to begin with. “I can’t choose to who to like, and it’s my own decision anyway. If I felt hurt, it’s on me. You’re not responsible for any of it, Tooru. Besides, either it’s romantic or not, I still love you.”

People would take it as cringe worthy or too dramatic in modern era such as currently. However, that’s how feelings worked; sometimes extremely hard to put into words, sometimes it didn’t even need to be vocalized. Your words held honesty–no matter what, you cared for Tooru, Hajime, and the others immensely.

“[Nickname]-channn!!” As usual, there’s fake waterworks involved as soon as Oikawa successfully comprehended. As usual, he bolted from his seat to threw himself on you. Though, you keep it to yourself when you took a notice on how his hug was firmer than the usual playful ones.

Then there were more hands joining in; one settled on your head, one resting on your shoulder, and a little finger intertwined itself with yours. It was quite a sight to see, but you couldn’t care less.

You love your boys.

[clairdelunelove]

Dating Collegekyoutani! Headcanons Pt.I

kyoutani kentarou x reader

genre: fluff

warnings: slightly suggestive?

synopsis: had a couple ideas on what dating collegekyou! would be like! headcanon style!

a.n. another brainrot because I can't get university kyoutani out of my mind! I'll probably add to this as college courses start back up and I gain motivation <3

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dating collegekyoutani! would include lots of early mornings where you’re knocking on his door

he’s still fast asleep, covered in his blankets while nudging a pillow underneath his chin

caught a case of blasting music until 2 in the morning because he wasn’t able to fall asleep

you’ll have to knock a couple times, mostly panicking because he’ll be late to his morning classes if he doesn’t get up right now

not knowing who it is, he’ll grumble out a, “hol’ your shit” while shrugging on an old shirt that’s strewn over the armrest of his chair

yes.

he sleeps in dark sweatpants and goes shirtless because it’s more comfortable to him

don't ask why.

he’ll yank the door open, frustration etched onto his face because someone just ruined his restless sleep, but then his eyes widen when it’s you- standing at the entryway of his dorm room and clad in the cutest outfit he’s ever seen

and no, he will never admit that every outfit you wear is disgustingly cute

“time to wake up,” you’d grin at him while he’s short circuiting, “and good morning, kyou.”

first off, it’s way too early for him to even comprehend that you’re literally here at this ungodly hour

second, he can't recall the last time anyone ever wished him a good morning

third, are you touching his hand right now?

sure enough, your fingers softly caress over kyoutani’s knuckles and he freezes at the touch before you’re teasingly scolding him with a, “you’re supposed to say it back, ya know.”

he’s clearing his throat, eyes darting from your fleeting touches on his hand and your bright smile, but manages out a pathetic, “mornin’.”

“good,” you’d hum in contentment before flashing him the watch on your wrist, “you have class in fifteen minutes.”

shit—

“and when you’re finished getting ready I’ll give you your good morning kiss,” you shyly mention with the hopes of motivating him to hurry.

it’s almost humiliating how fast kyoutani closes the door (not before telling you to wait for him) and scrambles over to the bathroom to brush his teeth with newfound vigor

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dating collegekyoutani! means you never wait on him after class

he’s surprisingly on time to pick you up after each of your classes throughout the week

absolutely can not let you wait on him

makes it his goal to memorize your schedule so he doesn’t have to constantly check his phone about where the buildings are at

would glare (or curse) at anyone that got in his way while he was on his way to pick you up

“watch it,” he’d bark out while narrowly avoiding a duo of students that were aimlessly chatting

throws in a threatening snarl for good measure before he’s darting away because his pretty girl is texting him

^they’d be traumatized by it for the rest of their lives

imagine dark leather-clad kyoutani standing beside the entryway of your classroom while you’re bounding up to him— the definition of excitement as a smile stretches on your lips

he’s murmuring a quick, “how’d your class go,” while he plucks your backpack off of your shoulders and slings it over his own (basically second nature to him)

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dating collegekyoutani! includes lots of handholding!

doesn’t matter when or where— this man will always have his hands on you

his love language is definitely physical touch so he craves the feeling of you being close to him

whether he’s snaking his arm around you to tug you closer or running his fingers over your hips, this man is at peace knowing that you’re safe with him

when you’re walking on campus with him he’ll nonchalantly thread his fingers with yours

he’d MELT if you decided to loop your pinky with his— it’s just so cute to him

if you tease him about it then kyoutani would pull his hand away to warn you for picking on him

“what was that, doll?” he’d ask while shoving his hands in his pockets

the corners of his lips would lift into a taunting smirk

“kyou!”

loves to hear you whine as your hands desperately claw at his to continue holding hands

it works every time

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dating collegekyoutani! causes you to smile whenever he keeps you company 

surprisingly enough, he’s unintentionally hilarious 

if you’re having a bad day or the vibes are just off– he’s uncomfy when you’re not content/happy 

does everything in his power to see you crack a smile 

he’d hesitantly bring up something that happened during his classes or his shift at work 

doesn’t matter what it is (i.e. he’d share whether a student was running late to class and caused a commotion)

or 

attempt to tell you a joke— to which you don’t understand at first— so he’s awkwardly trying to explain it and the way the tips of his ears tinge red is usually enough to elicit an amused grin 

or 

if you’re having a headache during a cold day then he’ll fling his hoodie towards you 

you’d probably resort to sarcasm to cover up the blush on your cheeks, “wow, this’ll definitely help cure my migraine.”

“on second thought,” he’d instantly snap back at you and grab the back of the hoodie he just threw, “gimme that shit back.” 

you’d have to apologize with a, “i’m kidding, kyou!” and tug him down for a kiss before he lets you wriggle away from him 

little do you know, as you’re sticking your arms through the sleeves, that he’s fighting off a satisfied smile 

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dating collegekyoutani! is an amazing choice for when you forget to take care of yourself

he knows that you’re extra stressed because it’s finals week

ALWAYS treats you to food so he knows you’re eating

“just pick what you want”

he doesn’t mind what you pick because he’s already got a good amount of funds left in his bank account from his on-campus job

plus

with the way your face dazzles at the sight of colorful desserts, kyoutani isn't really worried about picking up more shifts to earn cash

he’s surprisingly doting too

the type to motion you towards him with a single finger while you’re recalling details about your day

adores listening to your voice and his eyes would absentmindedly drift to your glossy lips

“c’mere,” he’s saying and a pleased hum escapes him when you’re so obedient to his every word

it makes his warm all over

uses his thumb to swipe up the cream at the corner of your lips

he’d lick the cream off of his thumb while holding eye contact with you

offhandedly throws in a “so messy, baby”

100% KNOWS that it drives you crazy so he always does it

lowly chuckles, the sound drives shivers up your spine, as you’re sputtering out the remainder of your story about your day

he’d also bring you coffee or tea (whichever you prefer!) after classes if he knows you need it

doesn’t want to overload you on caffeine but knows the pick-me-up is appreciated!

while you’re sipping away on your cup he’s already crushing an empty can of a monster energy drink

when it’s cold out (aka you have classes during the fall or winter semesters!) and you forget your jacket— don’t fret!

kyoutani will lightly scold you for it, mumbling out, “you knew it’d be cold today,” but still drapes his leather jacket over your shoulders

he knows it’s not ideal to keep you warm but it’ll have to work for now

yes. you are correct if you assumed that kyoutani brings a spare jacket after this instance

you’re instantly worried because he’s only in a t-shirt despite the frigid weather

“but,” you hurriedly attempt to shrug off the jacket, “you’ll be cold, kyou-”

if you even TRY to take it off all he’ll do is raise an inquisitive brow and that’s enough to stop you

when you tug the jacket closer to you, it smells graciously of pinewood mixed with another musky scent

it’s intoxicating enough to make you lightheaded during class as your mind is filled— entirely— of kyoutani

[natashawritesstuff]

NO NO NO WHEN I TELL U I SOBBED AND ALMOST BROKE MY BED. PLS PART TWO OF THIS

PLEASE SOMETHING HEART WRENCHING FOR HIM. NO. I CANT😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 I MIGHT DIE FROM DROWING IN LALL MY TEARS PLS I AM WILLING. WILLING TO GIVE U MY RUGHT KIDNEY ANYTHING. PLS JUST A LART TWO FLUFF FOR READERRRRR PLS

based on keep it to yourself by Clinton Kane (and carrie and big from satc)

You’ve been a mess since your breakup. At least, that’s what your ex, Kyotani likes to think. When clearly that’s not true as he’s been staring at that stupid engagement post for the past fifteen minutes. 

A post that you were tagged in. A post that he didn’t make, a post that he would’ve made if he hadn’t messed things up. Before he can stop himself, he grabs his keys and phone and heads out the door. Twenty minutes later there’s a knock on yours. 

“No,” you say, shaking your head, “no.”

You turn away from the door, but still, leave it open and he takes it as an invitation, walking in. 

“You didn’t have to post it.”

“Excuse me?” you question, walking into the kitchen and grabbing yourself a drink. 

“You’re fucking engaged now?”

You sigh as you start pouring and nod, “yeah, Ken, I am, so why are you here?” you ask, downing the drink in one gulp. 

“I always thought it would be-”

“It’s not,” you interrupt. 

“Yeah, I keep getting fucking reminders of that.”

“Please, as if you don’t post your girlfriend every other week!”

“I post her, I didn’t get fucking engaged to her!”

“What the hell? Is there some sort of rule where you can date and I can’t-”

“No, but you don’t have to throw it in my fucking face that your happier now, you can keep that yourself.”

“As if you do?”

‘I’m not happy!” he screams.

Your lips slightly part in surprise and you shake your head and start pouring again. 

“You’re so unfair,” you whisper. 

“Y/N–”

“You left me. Remember? Remember me crying and begging you to stay, do you remember that?”

“I remember wanting-”

“Yeah, but remember you left anyway!” you remind him, utterly exhausted. “What the fuck Kyo! Seriously, what the hell are you doing here?”

“I still love you.”

“What am I supposed to do with that? You have a fucking girlfriend as you're spewing this shit to me and I’m supposed to trust you? Let’s just say I did, what do you want me to break up with my fiance for you? Really? Was that what you expected? What, did you have some fucking convoluted fantasy where I can’t move on from you? Cause I can, and I did. I’m not some fucking broken doll that only you can fix. I’m not going to drop everything in my life just because you decide you want me again.”

“I never stopped wanting you, I just wanted better for you-”

“I have it! And you’re still here trying to mess everything up!”

“Tell me you don’t love me and I’ll go-”

“I don’t love you,” you respond all too quickly, “I’m not in love with you and I haven’t been since you left. And if you actually still love me as you claim, you’d fucking leave, and this time don’t come back.”

And he didn’t. But soon after he left your fiance did with dinner and the way your face lit up when you saw them confirmed you made the right choice. Which meant saying yes at the alter three months later was the easiest thing you’ve ever done. You had a beautiful wedding and an amazing honeymoon, posting all about both. But not before blocking Kyotani, taking his advice, and keeping it to yourself; at least his eyes, the ones that never got to see how big your smile was on the big day.

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a/n you can keep the kidney dw :)

[inarizakibabe]

Sejoh headcanons? Loved your inarizaki ones

Sorry for taking so long to reply anon but life took quite the turn for me. But I’m here again and hopefully can start writing again really soon. But here we go Seijoh headcanons.

🌿 First thing first you were a random regular (used to show you have no relationship to volleyball) student who picked a random club just to get it out of the way. Thankfully your knight in shining practice clothes showed up in the hallway and recruited you as the manager. Let’s take a look at your not so successful road to nationals with the Aoba Josei volleyball club.

🌿 So big shocker here but you have 2 navigation buddies. The first is the guy who recruited you, the guy who sits behind you, Hanamaki which by default makes your second navigation buddy Matsukawa. But don’t be fooled they’re not ensuring that you don’t get lost as you’ve studied the map well before arriving at your destination, you’re there to guide Makki who has no sense of direction. Seeing as he’s one of the starters it’s important that you guys know where he is at all times. Mattsun tags along for fun and to watch Makki forget where he just came from. But it’s all good you get paid in Hanamaki hugs which are some of the most comforting hugs you’ve felt in a long time.

🌿 Moving onto Mattsun just because he was already mentioned, he’s the one that helps you out with some of your manager duties. He feels bad enough that Makki getting lost on his way to deliver something to your teacher forced you to join the club so it’s the least he could do. Seeing as he’s also a regular player he mostly helps out before and after practice. He’ll help carry the water cooler when the bottles are full and help you carry the laundry at the end of practice matches. Bonus points goes to him being able to reach the equipment Oikawa puts on the top shelf to mess with him.

🌿 Iwaizumi is strict. But he has a little soft side for you. He’s known you since you were both first years (when you first joined the club) and you’ve both learned to coexist. Not to say that you don’t get along with Iwa but he’s usually too busy keeping Oikawa in line to constantly interact with you. When you two do get a chance to chat lots of laughs and jokes are shared. You two have your own little hand signal you use to remind each other of an inside joke every now and again.

🌿 I’ll keep captain Hit it till it breaks for last. 🌿

🌿 Next is Yahaba. He is literally the bane of your existence. And not in a good way either. He’s more like your little brother you can’t let out of your sight for too long or he’ll get himself into trouble. He’s the one who will willing trash talk another team knowing you’ll swoop in to save him from an ass kicking. You once looked away from him for too long and the cheerleaders from the opposing team met a different Yahaba Seijoh keeps locked in the basement for legal reasons. Safe to say you now have a leash for him whenever you have away games and practice matches. Even though his tendency to get himself into trouble can be annoying when he gets serious there’s nobody else you want by your side helping to manage the team.

🌿 And now for the guy who literally scared me when they first introduced him. I almost thought Makki was a goner 😭. Ladies and gentlemen I present to you Angry Puppy *rechecks introduction card* oh excuse me there’s been a mistake. Ladies and gentlemen I present to you Mad Dog. Literally this guy is baby and for the wrong reasons. Much like Yahaba you can’t look away from him for too long or you’ll have a fight on your hands. He willingly helps Yahaba trash talk the opposing team and pretends he did nothing when you come by. As Iwa is the only person he listens to the minute you say “Hajime-kun” you have a completely different Mad Dog in front of you. He’s come to think of you as his younger sister and is willing to tear a person limb from limb for you. Once got benched for serving directly to the face of the opposing team’s captain because he catcalled you while you were getting water for the team.

🌿 Next is Watari. Literally this guy is baby. When you first saw him setting instead of Oikawa it got you curious to know about his setter background. While telling you about his previous days as setter he managed to teach you more things about volleyball that you didn’t learn during your first year. All in all he is a very sweet kid who raids your snack station after games. But only for the fruits and nuts. And occasionally the one pack of cookies you have for yourself every now and again.

🌿 Alright now we talk about the guy everyone else thinks is baby, Kindaichi. This is a special case. At first glance you thought he looked familiar and you were absolutely right. Turns out you both went to the same elementary school but were in different grades. You remember him as the little boy who would cry when it was time to go in from lunch. He was quite the crybaby back then and not much has changed but he pouts instead of crying now. Lucky for you he doesn’t remember you so the methods the teachers used to calm him down are the same ones you use much to his nostalgic delight. He’s pretty self efficient but don’t turn him away when he needs a confidence boost. Just give him one of your famous head pats and remind him he’s a good volleyball player much like his senpais.

🌿 With Kunimi you have to approach him cautiously. He’ll either cooperate or shut down completely and you’re forced to drag all 66.1kg/145.7lbs of him everywhere. He’s a sweet kid don’t get me wrong but he’s also very perceptive and has noticed that you treat your kohais like literal children. This isn’t a bad thing for him but for you it means you have to be a little stricter on him. Don’t fall for his puppy eyes and wobbly lip or you’ll end up with his head in your lap while you go over player stats during breaks.

🌿 And finally captain hit it till it breaks Oikawa. Tooru Oikawa’s favorite food is milk bread and he always finds a way to steal yours at lunch. He’s a pain in the booty but he’s your pain in your booty. One of the nicest persons to you on the team but you suspect it’s because he’s the captain. You can’t deny the hard work he’s put into the sport but there are times you wished he didn’t work so hard. You saw how hard he took it when Shiratorizawa beat Seijoh and you would hate to see him in that state again. I could go on about the special friendship you and Oikawa have however that’s too much to write just know that where you go he goes like a lost puppy.

Sorry again this took so long but here they are. Seijoh headcanons. Hopefully we all see eye to eye with these. Thanks again for reading and see you soon

[cringelore]

A list of Toru Oikawa Hcs, that I know I am right about: -> Oikawa is determined to be his best at everything, so he ends up studying till 4am for any upcoming exams. -> Growing up Iwaizumi was taller than Oikawa. -> As a kid, he would constantly try to run away. (TLDR: he was a leash kid) -> Oikawa is lactose intolerant but still drank milk to become taller than Iwaizumi. -> Oikawa has perfect vision, he only wears glasses because he read somewhere that glasses make you look more mature and serious. -> Oikawa worked part-time in a flower shop, the flower shop attracted a lot of customers after Oikawa joined. -> Differing from popular belief, Oikawa doesn't have a sweet tooth. Most of the sweets he receives from his admirers end up being distributed among the volleyball team. -> Post joining the Argentinian volleyball team, Oikawa looked himself up on google every weekend. -> Every Christmas Oikawa asks for alien-themed gifts, even his 5th birthday was outer space-themed. -> He cries while watching rom coms.

[oksullen]

quick filler since im not having enough time as i planned for drabbles- I thought of this idea while fishing today in the middle of the woods. so yeah... here we are!! reblogs and likes appreciated <3

seijoh four horror movie cliche headcanons

WHO DIES FIRST?

Oikawa ofcourse. is so fucking cocky about the fact he'd be the last one standing that his foolery and big head gets him killed first. the 3 other boys freak the fuck out. They don't think he's dead at first but Maki goes over to check. sure enough- and telling by the loud ass scream Maki gives out, his cockiness got to him.

SECOND TO DIE?

Hanamaki. it's not right after Oikawa but it happens soon enough. is making the whole situation a joke to cope and he gets caught off guard and is the second to die. Matsukawa can't help but find a little humor in how he saw this coming. RIP

THIRD TO DIE?

Matsukawa. I didn't want to put him here but.. it makes sense. Is totally chill the whole time but cracks at the last second and fucking splits up from Iwaizumi. This creates a fight between them and Issei storms off. the next morning he's found dead. Iwaizumi is having a #mentalbreakdown

SURVIVOR?

Iwaizumi ofcourse. He strong and smart- no way he wouldn't make it out of alive. Is a total mess though, his eyes are red from lack of sleep and endless sobbing (#angst #hurt) he's so relieved when he makes it to safety. not only would he win in the end of said "movie" but he'd win everyone's hearts.

DUMB BLONDE TROPE

Oikawa, Hanamaki

STONER TROPE

Matsukawa

JOCK TROPE

Iwaizumi

FINAL GIRL/BOY TROPE

Iwaizumi, Matsukawa(?)

HUMOR DUO TROPE

Hanamaki, Matsukawa

LOVE TO LATE TROPE

IwaOi

MOST DEVASTATING DEATH

Matsukawa

PLOT TWIST?

right at the end as Iwaizumi makes it to safety and all seems well, the movie is ending and he's able to move on..

he fucking dies.

the killer is revealed 🤯🤯🤯

KILLER?

Ushijima

yeah I don't know where I really was going with this one but I'm a huge fan of horror movies and thought I might as well get this drabble done while I'm supposed to be sleeping before my big important day tomorrow. hope you found some enjoyment in this. and who knows- maybe if this gets enough support I'll make a series.

[mebsheep]

When Makki and Mattsun are old, they’re going to be on their porch, rocking in their rocking chairs, making fun of people.

[animenaces-world]

I have a bunch of head cannons for haikyuu characters tbh

Anyone interested?

👀

[kyotani-brainrot]

currently imagining the haikyuu boys as the band dudes from when i was in high school

The my athletic director refuses to let me quit band bc the band director currently holds the athletic department by the balls types of dudes

Except i was friends with most of them bc i was dumb and didn’t understand social norms or the fact that cliques were a thing and would literally just walk around the band hall talking to everyone and showing the dudes how to braid hair so that they could help me get the girls hair ready for marching band competitions and and and-

[satorisoup]

ᰔ GLITTER GLUE ft. hajime iwaizumi

ʚ CW : “one sided” crush. confessions. cursing.

ʚ hq valentine’s series mlist ಇ

it’s valentine’s day, or rather, the most dreadful day of existence, if you were to say so yourself.

walking through the halls of school on a normal day was one thing, but now it seems that every corner you turn, you’re rather rudely reminded of your state of loneliness on the soul national holiday of relationships. bouquets of reds and whites, floral smells corroding your nostrils with every inhale, cute plushies holding little hearts, pretty cards with love written in sparkly pink gel pen. all gestures of admiration that are so sweet to any other person, but quite frankly, it’s just making you feel stupid for coming to school today.

you feel even stupider when you’re walking into class, eyes avoiding the gross kissing couples as you make your way to sit down, and you’re faced with exactly why you mourn valentines day so much.

hajime iwaizumi, the third year who sits one desk aside to you in class 5, who just so happens to be the person your heart decided to fall head over heels for. it was an unmistakable crush with the way your cheeks felt hot when he’d stretch in his seat, or the way your heart fluttered when he would make small talk when there was a particularly boring lesson. he’d even occasionally walk with you during lunch period in the midst of conversation or sharing a snack, before his friends would come and steal him away. he was sweet aside from looking intimidating, and it all the more so made you infatuated with him.

you watch him grumble outside of the doorway at one of his friends, a roll of his eyes before he’s striding into the classroom to take his proclaimed seat. you feel disappointed in yourself that you still haven’t been able to work up the courage to ask him out, too much of a coward to ever admit your interest in him. you take a quick glance at his hands, and what you see makes your heart drop even lower.

you catch a short glimpse of a pretty red valentine in his left hand before he’s quickly moving to neatly stuff it into the inner pocket of his jacket.

it looks like someone had beaten you to the chase, and it was only the first class of the day.

throughout the entire period, you notice the off behavior of your classmate as he sits in his seat. iwaizumi seems nervous almost, his leg softly bouncing up and down, and you also take into account that he hasn’t said a single word to you, or even looked at you this entire time. that usually would seem more normal on a regular class day, but today it was a free period, much to everyone’s liking. after dismissal, iwaizumi wasted no time to get up and out of the classroom before you could even ask him if he was alright.

classes today seemed to go by as if minutes were hours, and students had gotten even more enthusiastic as time went by as they all exchanged their thoughtful valentines to their partners. you think you’ve heard enough random “i love you’s” to last you 3 lifetimes in a singular day, but what you were seriously dreading was lunchtime. where everyone would walk around hand in hand through the courtyard, gifts, cards, flowers, big huge teddy bears to little tiny ones, kissing that should probably be saved for behind closed doors, and especially confessions. not wanting to be surrounded by the exact thing you were missing out on, you opted to stay inside for lunch.

the empty classroom you sit in is completely silent, the only sounds you hear coming from outside through the windows, voices of distant squeals and happy laughter. you sigh at your own demise when you decide to finally get up and wander around the halls. paper heart chains and pretty streamers litter the lockers and walls, and even some of your teachers had little decorations as their own way of getting into the spirit. it really was unfortunate that you weren’t able to celebrate today with who you wanted to so badly, as your fate lies in your own thoughts because you were too chicken to ever say it. and now, your crush was starting to act weird, which meant he had probably already accepted a confession, or maybe even confessed himself, to a person he was interested in. you wanted to be angry, you really did, but it wasn’t your place to be mad at him. he wasn’t ever yours to begin with.

as you stroll along and unwontedly admire the atmosphere around you, you hear the uncomfortable squeak of shoes against the wooden flooring, alerting you that you weren’t alone. when you look up from your feet to meet the eyes of the person who had interrupted your thoughts, you can physically feel your stomach sink to your feet.

iwaizumi stands at the end of the hallway, his hands behind his back with that same expression he had during class, even if it was barely noticeable. he looks at you before he straightens up.

“hey.” is all he mutters.

…

“hi.”

he takes a few steps forward to meet you where you had halted before and begins to speak.

“i was looking for you.” he voices.

“oh.. well you found me.”

you aren’t helping much with his attempt to cure the awkwardness around you two, but even so, he continues to talk nonetheless.

“why weren’t you outside for lunch?” he asks you.

“eh, didn’t wanna be around all that lovey dovey stuff. but, um.. why were you looking for me?”

you feel nervous when iwaizumi is silent, his hands now coming out from where they risided, holding that same red valentine from this morning.

“because i wanted to give you this.” he replies.

you notice the tinge of pink on his usual hardened face, looking down to where he held out the card to you.

you carefully grasp the messily accessorized card, studying it as you feel your heartbeat pick up to a faster pace. the red, heart shaped card stock proposed a simple question of ‘be my valentine?’

and as cheesy as it was, your lips pull into a wide grin when you look back at him, his hands tucked into his pockets while he waited for your answer.

“is this a confession, or am i reading the glitter glue wrong?”

“shut up, it was oikawa who dumped all of that shimmer shit on it…” he rumbles, recalling the short memory of his best friend tossing glitter onto his card while scolding him, “iwa, you seriously lack so much pizazz. girls love sparkles and glitter!”

you laugh at the thought of his friend taunting him over his card, and then you’re suddenly blushing at the concept of how iwaizumi had taken his time to make a special valentine, just for you.

“well, i accept your confession, iwa…”, “even if it’s twinkling in ‘shimmer shit’.”

it was iwaizumi’s turn to chuckle when he laces his arm around your shoulders, and he smiles as he walks with you.

“idiot.”

yes, valentines day was usually a dreadful day. but the surprises it holds? those aren’t dreadful at all.

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O.K since your a fan of haikyuu could you write about Tōru Oikawa dating shy and sweet reader, who is their volleyball manager. headcanon if you want

Tōru Oikawa x Shy!Sweet!Reader

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♡ Oikawa first spotted shy!reader when she stumbled into the gymnasium holding a poster of theirs, which said they were looking for a new manager

♡ At first she was extremely shy, even finding it awkward to hand out their water bottles as their simple ‘thank yous’ would make her blush bright red. Oikawa would make it a mission to deliberately tease her by saying things like “You look extra pretty today Y/n, is that for me?”

♡ “Stop teasing me, it hurts” After a few months of endless teasing Y/n decided to confront Oikawa outside the gym after practice, she hated the fact that this brunette that she had grown to admire seemed to love making her uncomfortable. Almost as if he hated her. “What are you talking about? Can’t you see what i’m doing? Why I walk you home everyday after practice? The compliments I give you every second? You think i’m trying to hurt you”

♡ “Well that’s what it seems like” She muttered looking down, her shoes becoming the most interesting thing in the world. One of his hands planted by her head as he leaned in, their faces inches from each other, “Tell me Y/n, do you feel anything for me or am I being stupid?”

♡ When Y/n simply nodded her head, that was all it took for Oikawa to finally plant a sweet kiss onto her lips, her hands gripping onto the ends of his volleyball jacket. “Have I told you today, how pretty you look Y/n?”

♡ It was only a shock to the rest of the team when Oikawa and their shy!manager walked with their hands intertwined, her schoolbag over his other shoulder as he kissed her forehead tenderly with his hands cupping her face before they separated. With Oikawa going to the coach and Y/n starting her duties.

♡ “So I can sleepover tonight?” Oikawa would asking jokingly every single day on the walk home, only to be shocked one day when Y/n finally said he could; she swore his face grew redder with him practically speed walking to her home for a night full of cuddling and stolen kisses

♡ His fangirls weren’t necessarily as big a problem once they moved onto the other teammates such as Iwaizumi. Although on the odd occasion Y/n would find a girl flirting to Oikawa she’d stay hidden to hear him say things like, “Haven’t you seen how pretty my girlfriend looks today?” “Hey where did you get that bag? I think she’d like something like that”

♡At all his games he would whine and throw childish tantrums when she’d show up in assistant coach attire rather than his jersey which he gave. So the times she’d appear. wearing the number “1” he would howl up into the audience telling everyone that was his girlfriend and how proud he was of her. Showing her off even to the other teams, causing the likes of Nishinoya and Tanaka to wonder how the hell he managed to bag such a sweet girl.

♡ “Ok but you’re l not doing it right Y/nnn” He whined turning around, clearly not happy with Y/n’s abilities of being the bigger spoon, her body not being able to fully wrap around the lanky player. “It’s not my fault you’re tall” She would scoff turning around in his bed rolling her eyes, and like clockwork he would immediately snuggle into her bag, effectively making her the little spoon which honestly they both preferred.

♡ “Coach why can’t we share a room? Don’t you trust me?” Showing off his pretty eyes to his coach, he intertwined his fingers with Y/n’s as they sat in the lobby of the hotel they were staying at during the tournament away from home. Her suitcase already held in his hands, because funnily enough they decided to just share a suitcase to make it easier, and so they have no excuse but to share a hotel room.

♡ “I have something for you Tōru, I made it myself” Y/n beamed pushing over a food container to her boyfriend, the playing field was empty during lunch with everyone else rushing to get food from the canteen. “What is it? Did my pretty girlfriend make me food?” Giddily he unwrapped the cloth tied around it to reveal slices of his favourite milk bread, his holy grail.

♡ “Did you make anymore milk bread?” Oikawa would ask the next day, circling around his girlfriend as soon as she walked through the school gates, his smile widening when she handed him a whole loaf this time; his hand patted his stomach happily while his other arm wrapped around her shoulder affectionately. “I am definitely a lucky guy”

♡ “Hey pretty who are you? Oh wait that’s my girl” He would call out in the middle of the hallway, using it as another opportunity to show off his fairytale relationship

♡“I bought us something, pretty. Look, it’s like matching pyjamas but cute” Holding up two sets of pyjamas he watched her face lighten up, the both of them immediately cramming into the bathroom to get changed before indulging in one of their scheduled movie nights. Every Friday it was almost obligatory for them to spend the night together, wrapped in each other’s warmth because there was honestly no one else Oikawa would rather spend his time with, other than his pretty.

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in your league (oikawa x reader) - part one

pairing: oikawa tooru x reader.

genre: angst with happy ending, jealousy, pining.

synopsis: he made it clear how their secret little arrangement in study sessions isn't going to involve any emotions. y/n however, uttered those words in the heat of the moment. but she wanted to see how he reacts to it. it was now or never, and she was willing to come clean about her feelings.

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She was always wary of people. Y/N has seen her best friend suffer more than once and she didn't want to be the one to experience the same things. But life really has a way to make you face the things that you most would like to avoid. It was time that she starts facing these feelings she had been harboring. And obviously, her best friend was there to give her a reality check on that. 

"You know you can just tell him about your feelings?" Jooin said.

"Are you insane? No way I am doing that," Y/N said. Her eyes, once again, drifted towards the boy who, as usual, was surrounded by his fangirls. 

"Then stop staring at him like a creep," her friend sighed.

"Hey, have you noticed the girls we are surrounded with? You might wanna be careful about what you say about fangirls," Y/N chuckled.

"All I am saying is that you don't know if he's gonna reject you. Why are you already thinking about so far ahead? Besides, aren't the study sessions going well?" Jooin asked.

"....yes," Y/N looked as if she was in a daze, "just because he's helping me with studies doesn't mean I can do something that is going to crush me emotionally." She could see Oikawa taking pictures with the fangirls, their cheeks squished together.

"I'm just saying-"

"You're not helping Jooin," Y/N started getting annoyed, "You don't think I'm aware of how painfully average I fucking look? Do you think I don't see the difference between the girlfriends he has had and me? For fuck's sake, they even ace in their studies."

Jooin just stared at her, empathizing, and said, "Wanna have a sleepover today?" He couldn't say anything back. Sure, he could provide encouraging words but those will do more harm. She would probably kill him. The thing is, he knew as well how average they were. It's not like his best friend was the only one struggling on the romance ground. Both of them were on the same page.

"I'll let you know later," she said looking back at Jooin, "Thanks for being so cool, bro!"

"Ew, that was cringy," Jooin grumbled getting up from his seat. He waited as Y/N started packing her backpack, a grin on her face for successfully embarrassing him.

"Hey! Are you coming to study today?" A voice boomed from outside the classroom. Y/N's ears reddened as she shouted a 'yes' back to him. She did not want to have this reaction. She knew how painfully obvious she was being by hurrying to get out of the room.

Thinking back on it, Y/N could've never imagined that she would be having study sessions with the hottest person in Aoba Josai High. If she was honest though, the past Y/N didn't find Oikawa 'hottest'. He behaved more like an idol which seemed a lot fake. Maybe his intentions were actually pure and he genuinely appreciated the love from fangirls. What bothered her though was his actions. He played around with their emotions, and it didn't even take much of an effort for him. He would flirt mercilessly with some fangirls, leading to heartbreaks. 

Ofcourse, she knew all about how it felt since she was one of the victims now.

She could feel his eyes on her breasts for quite a while. 

"Can you finish it quickly so that we can fuck?" 

Oh, yeah. This was something that no one knew about them though. About them being in a sexual relationship. 

She never expected someone like him to be attracted to her sexually either. And it was always like this. He would waste no time opening up her shirt with expertise as soon as she was done. His hands were all over her body. It didn't take much time from there. Soon enough the air would be hot around them, sweat covering their bodies. And Oikawa holding her hips tightly, as he moved. Sounds of skin slapping and breathy moans.

Y/N felt her orgasm building up as Oikawa started picking up the pace. She wanted to stay with him after this. Not pretend like nothing happened. It looked way easy for him. 

Like it's just a random Friday for him.

Today was different. When they were done, a wave of shame came over Y/N. 

"You ruined it," Oikawa sighed, an annoyance laced in his voice, "Did you really think we can be in a relationship just because we fuck?"

She was surprised. This was a different Oikawa. This was a mean Oikawa. She started tearing up, but Y/N had her ego as well. She wasn't going to cry in front of a dick. "I didn't mean to...it was just in the heat of the moment," she said.

"You really expected me to believe that?" Oikawa said, "You know I already said not to involve your feelings in this arrangement."

She felt so stupid. When they climaxed, Y/N confessed her feelings. It was in the heat of the moment, yes, but it was also true. And she already knew his answer but still, Y/N wanted to know the reason. "But why can't we be in a relationship? I mean...you like me, right?"

"Oh...I'm sorry for the confusion," Oikawa smiled, "I like you, but not enough to be your boyfriend."

Oh, this was disgusting. Now he was lying. She knew that fucking expression. The look of pity is an answer he gives to let the other person feel better about themselves. 

She couldn't take in the unbearable atmosphere around them any longer. Y/N went to get freshen up in the bathroom and afterward started packing her bag. "You don't have to lie about it. I know I'm not as pretty as the other girls. It would be embarrassing for you," Y/N smiled at him and then started walking towards the door. She expected some kind of comment from him. A denial? Or at least an outburst? 

It was worse that he was completely silent after her statement. Oikawa had a way of doing things and making people feel like shit. And this was one of them. She always knew the kind of a twisted personality he had and yet she allowed herself to fall for him. Y/N was doing a pretty good job of keeping her tears in. You can say, practice makes it perfect. She didn't know how she was going to continue this anymore. This arrangement was clearly over the moment he expressed his annoyance.

"Uh, since we are not doing that anymore. Let's just focus on the study sessions and get this over with. If I find anyone else willing to tutor me, I'll let you know," Y/N said walking out of the door.

Oikawa's eyes stayed still, observing all of her little expressions. He smiled, ".....That would be for the best."

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