#been brainrotting with haikyuu once again

[eurydicees]

what are your ideas so far? :0 like fandom, ships, type of soulmate au, etc. im so curious!!

soulmate aus can be fun to play around with if you're doing interesting things with it <- the only way i like them fjdns. make it a little messy! complicated! i don't want it to be easy (this is me on my soapbox, not like @ you fjdjsjs)

ok HERE WE GO. thank you for the ask i am now going to proceed to Go.

so the easy bit: its gonna be haikyuu because the brainrot i have is literally incurable. now for everything after that. it gets a little more complicated. bc you are so right. if the soulmatism is easy then it's no fun! it's gotta be painful and messy for it to be interesting! what's the point of a world that's easy? (<- said by someone who keeps writing a concerning number of unrequited soulmate aus)

im gonna be honest, this is a little (a lot) inspired by a prompt i got in january 2022 (yikes sorry some of y'all are still waiting on a bunch of those) from @/what-the-flowers (once again im so sorry).

the parts of the prompt that i'm working with are (a) dreamsharing soulmates, (b) platonic soulmates, and (c) rare enough that 1/2 of the pair doesn't believe in them!! all of those ideas are SUPER exciting to me individually, but put them together......hehehhehehe

so the pairings im thinkin bout. i think it's gonna be hinata-centric because i've never really gone that route with a fic before and that feels unfair for a show literally about him. i think he starts sharing dreams with kageyama after he moves to brazil and then they have to navigate that change in their relationship when they're suddenly so far apart.

but the thing is that, like. they aren't in love with each other. they're besties, each other's greatest supporter and greatest rival, but they're not in love. i am forever a platonic kagehina truther. im not sorry for who i am. but anyways they've only ever heard stories about soulmates, and only ever been told that they're romantic.

and they don't really know how to navigate all of that, especially when neither of them are, like, the greatest at interpersonal emotional communication.

anyways! while this is happening i am shoving kenhina in there because i am currently shaking them around in my mind. it's kenma and hinata falling for each other but this whole soulmate thing is making things stupid complicated, and it doesn't need to, but it is, and it sucks.

oh and also kenma's bestie and no. 1 support system is obviously kuroo and as a side note, kuroo just straight up. does not believe in soulmates. i think i'm gonna force in a backstory about his parents there but it's probably gonna be not at all relevant, i just have a lot of thoughts about the kuroo family. anyways. this is ALSO making things complicated in some way that i haven't figured out yet.

but kenma doesn't have a soulmate, and he's falling in love with hinata, who suddenly has been given a soulmate years after kenma started being interested in him (maybe they were already established for a bit? not sure yet), and what does that mean for any of them?

i also have a side plot about oikawa and iwaoi and california and brazil. this is probably going to be a minor subplot used to push hinata towards being brave enough for an unconventional soulmate relationship and it may not really be necessary but i need 30,000 words out of this so it's going in there.

things i am most excited about:

kenhina !!! i've never written them but something about them is itching my brain rn and i want to try it !!!

hinata pov !!!! its so silly i've never done it and i want to give it a shot

dreamsharing!!!! i think i'm gonna play with , like, dreamscapes and the way dreams feel so liminal and unreal in addition to the way you can communicate with someone within dreams for realsies

world building !!! universes in which soulmates exist can be so crazy and i am going to make this one MESSY

subpoint to that: what are the implications of soulmates in the first place? what does it mean that they're so rare? and what does it mean to reject ur soulmate? what does it mean to have a platonic soulmate and someone else ur in love with? and what does it mean to be in love with someone who has a soulmate who isn't you?

things i am going to switch around/ideas i want to play with a little before i start writing in july:

hinata pov is very daunting. ngl. it is very daunting. and i may switch to a kenma pov bc that could also be super interesting (see: the last subpoint before this).

i want SO badly to write a kenma character study and i think this probably isn't the fic plot for that but WHAT IF IT WAS.

kageyama's role--i don't want him to just be there in dreams, so i want to figure out ways to work him into the physical world

how long does this last? -> i feel good abt starting at the beginning of hinata's brazil time, but i'm not sure how much time this needs to cover for it to make sense

there is so much to consider and i was on the fence abt this fic but now that i've written this all out i am getting EXCITED

[vajazzly]

20 asks for fic writers

i was tagged by @plecotusauritus and @kaaaaaaarf <333

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

three right now!

2. what's your total ao3 word count?

43,458

3. What fandoms do you write for?

marauders! i used to write a bit for haikyuu but not in a while

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

honey sweet

shovel talk

summer came early

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

i try to! i havent recently tbh and i dont force myself to but i like to

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending

uhhhh maybe honey sweet? just because they dont live near each other lmao

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

i feel like its also honey sweet bc theyre pretty happy at the end, but (spoiler alert) summer came early is gonna have a happier ending if i ever finish it

8. Do you get hate on fics?

nah. i think the worst ive gotten was someone being mean to sirius in the comments of summer came early but it wasnt really mean, maybe just me being a little annoyed that someone dislikes summer came early sirius bc hes my fav

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

yessss ofc. i feel like what ive published so far has been like, vanilla by ao3 standards, and i wanna write more kinky shit in the future lmao

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

nahhh not my thing personally

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

nope!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

no!! i have thought about trying my hand at translating honey sweet into spanish for fun, but i dont think im quite at that level lol

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

noooo but me n bat always have some shit we are mutually hallucinating. most notably walburga mommy vlogger atm

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

this. is really hard. like obviously i love wolfstar but also prongsfoot and wolfstarbucks (duh), and ive had drarry brainrot for a while now, and my love of sakuatsu will never fully leave me and neither will everlark so..... yeah idk

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

oh man. i have a LOT of unpublished unfinished ideas hidden away in my google drive. like. a LOT. summer came early seems a bit daunting rn, but i do think i will finish it eventually.

16. What are your writing strengths?

mmmmmm id probably say dialogue? and humor.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

PACING. oh my god i feel like my pacing is always janky. also i think i have the tendency to like, write in things that dont necessarily need to be there, scenes that dont really do a lot of legwork plotwise.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

if i speak the language im down, but if i dont i think i would definitely need to consult with someone whos fluent.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

haikyuu!! i purged most of the fics i wrote for that fandom years ago from ao3 and theyre never returning lmao

20. Favourite fic you've written?

honey sweet for sure. i enjoyed writing it SO MUCH and i adore that version of wolfstar + jily sooooo much

i am once again a bit late to the game with this tag thing so open tag!!! (yes, you)

[tetsvhoe]

MENTIONING THEIR EX DURING AN ARGUMENT

iwaizumi's part

character/s: kuroo tetsuro x gn reader ; miya atsumu x gn reader

genre/s: angst/fluff, hurt/comfort

warning/s: none

gwen's notes 🤍: this blog was orginally intended to be my hurt/comfort brainrot because i exhaust the haikyuu angst tag literally every night. when i ran out of things to read i was like, fine i'll do it myself.

MASTERLIST | TAGLIST

kuroo tetsuro

he's literally my favorite idk why i keep hurting myself with these. maybe it's because subconsciously i feel like i don't deserve love and i- yk what nvm.

the recurring theme i see in kuroo angst is him not having enough time for you because of his career;

he's young, well accomplished, charismatic. he had his whole life ahead of him and he could have anything – anyone he wanted. that frightened you, especially when you felt like he was slipping through your grasp and there was nothing you could do.

"i'm trying to understand kuroo, i really am. but you've been so dodgy with me lately!" you flung your arms in the air exasperated.

"are you really though? all i see is you trying to make everything about you!" his back was facing you, his tall figure hunched over the kitchen counter, yet you didn't miss the harsh glance he threw your way.

"i'm not making this about me, i just- i was just asking for a little bit of time. this is our relationship after all," your voice strained to get the words out. tears threatened to spill as you hastily take a step forward, trying to reach out for him.

"nari never nagged me this much and i was just the same to her," he mumbled under his breath, the words slipped before his mind could process them.

you stumbled back, quickly retracting your hand and clutching it to your chest. you stared at his back with wide tear-filled eyes in disbelief. you breathed a small "what?" at a loss for words.

kuroo's eyes widened in realization as he quickly turned to you. it was your turn to hide your face away, not wanting him to see the fresh warm tears that stained your cheeks.

he opened his mouth to say something that could mend the situation but he came up with nothing. mentally, he was cussing himself for even bringing that up just so that he could justify his actions, or in this case lack thereof.

"your ex never asked for attention because she was getting that from other people behind your back," you mumbled monotonously, fists clenched. your voice wavered but words cut through just as sharp. "if you'd rather have that than deal with me, you're free to go."

of course you didn't want him to leave, but he was out of line for even comparing you to someone you both knew hurt him terribly.

he tried to take a step closer to you. his heart sunk at the way you ever so slightly shuffled away from him.

"hey, i know i'm sorry. i just- i said it to make myself feel better. i was wrong," he pleaded, voice now softer.

you let out a tired sigh, quietly making your way into your bedroom. he trailed behind you like a lost puppy. he was praying for you to say something– cuss him out, shout in frustration, anything. the silence was unbearable.

"i'm really sorry. i... i didn't mean it," he tried again.

"i know. i'm just tired and really hurt."

you quickly washed up but he could hear your quiet sniffles through the door. he sat by the edge of the bed, chewing on his bottom lip nervously as he racked his brain on how he could make up for what he said. though when you finally walked out of the bathroom with such empty eyes, he's at a loss for words once more.

you couldn't even spare him a glance as you wordlessly crawled under the sheets, nearly falling off the bed as you tried to scoot away from him as far as your bed allowed.

you tensed up as you felt him hastily wrap his arms around you and rest his head against your back. tears started to stain your pillow even after you thought you've cried your eyes out enough earlier.

"i'm sorry, love. please let me make it up to you." you could hear the trembling in his voice and your heart ached for him too, despite the situation.

"do you... still think of her? am i overbearing?" you choked back a sob.

he tightened his grip, shaking his head vigorously. "no, no, not at all! i know i was being lazy and i wasn't putting in enough effort but i was too much of a coward to admit it."

you turned to face him. "so the next best thing was to compare me to your ex?" you scoffed bitterly.

he was stricken with guilt as his eyes brimmed with tears, suddenly feeling small under your gaze. "i know, i was so wrong for that but please let me make it up to you. i'll do better. i love you so much."

he buried his face into your hair and only sobbed harder when you finally wrap your arms around his shaking figure.

"i love you too, tetsu but i'm still upset. let's just talk about this in the morning okay?"

he nodded, whispering a chorus of thank yous and i'm sorrys.

miya atsumu

idk why atsumu is always portrayed as a womanizer in fics. i don't think he's all that interested in a lot of girls as he's preoccupied with volleyball.

which is why it came as a surprise when atsumu started dating. who knew he could commit to something other than his favorite sport? he still wasn't fond of overbearing fan girls though. sometimes you wondered if he saw you on the same level as them– a nuisance to him.

"i thought you said you'd understood the demands of my job before we started dating," he spat, arms crossed and eyebrows furrowed.

"i do! but extended training hours and weekend practices aren't your job's demands, atsumu. that's just you wanting to spend every waking moment playing but you have a life outside of volleyball," you argued back, nearly pulling your hair out of frustration.

you've been at it for hours and it felt like talking to a wall. it wasn't like you wanted him to quit, you just asked him not to spend so much of his free time training when he was barely spending time with you.

"by life you mean you, right? what you want my world to revolve around you, is that it?" he scoffed in annoyance.

you let out a groan. it was almost as if he was purposely pissing you off. he kept cherry picking at your words only to use it against you.

"are you even listening or do you just hear the words you want to hear? that's not what i was asking for. at all!"

he stubbornly turned his head to the side to avoid looking at you. without thinking, he grumbled, "this is why i hated dating. no wonder akira's the only relationship i had that lasted."

there was a deafening silence that followed as you stood there, mouth hanging open.

"what did you just say?"

as he slowly turned to look at you, the weight of his words started sinking in. anger and annoyance was quickly overcome with guilt, especially when he saw your tear-stricken face.

"i didn't–"

"if you hate dating so much go ahead and break up with me already you asshole! i'm tired of being the only one in this relationship." you stomped out the living room and into your bedroom. you snatched the nearest bag you could and started stuffing it with clothes.

"what are you doing?" he asked, panicking even as he tried to steady his voice. "hey, slow down. let's talk about this okay?" atsumu tried to seize your hands to stop you from leaving.

you yanked your hands back and shoved your overnight bag onto the floor. "i have been trying to talk to you for the past hour, atsumu! why is it you only wanna listen now?" you sobbed, unable to keep your tears at bay any longer.

he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, mumbling, "i didn't mean what i said back there. i'm sorry."

you sat to bury your face into your palms as the exhaustion of the night caught up to you. you were tired, emotionally and physically. "i try so hard not to be a bother to you," you whispered, voice small and strained.

atsumu's heart sunk at your state. he hated himself for being the one to cause it. he bent down and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you flush against his chest. you were still mad but didn't have it in you to fight him for it.

"you're not a bother, angel. i was being a dick. i wasn't trying to understand you. i'm sorry." he stroked your hair gently, nervously waiting for a reply.

after several minutes of silence, you finally croaked out, "if you think this relationship isn't going anywhere then what even is the point?" your eyes were dull and lifeless as you pushed yourself off him.

panicked at your words, tears started to prick his eyes. he shook his head vigorously. "n-no i don't want to break up! i just- i said it to piss you off. i didn't mean it, baby please..."

he stared at your eyes intently for some kind of sign that you haven't completely given up on him, but you were too tired and hurt to sympathize with him at the moment. the panic in his chest grew larger by the second.

"i'll take a leave. i'll spend more time with you, i promise. please give me another chance. i really didn't mean it like that. i love you, only you. i... really don't want to break up," he rambled.

sighing, you finally gave in– not that you forgave him that instant. he did promise to make it better after all. "fine, i just- i need time to think, okay? i'm spending the night at my friend's house."

he gently grabbed your hand, stopping you from grabbing your bag again. "you don't have to go. i can sleep on the couch if you want, or stay at bokuto's," he mumbled in between little sniffles.

after giving it some thought, you let out another sigh and quickly stood up. "never mind, let's just sleep on the bed," you deadpanned, making your way to the bathroom. meanwhile atsumu's eyes glimmered with hope as he listed the things he wanted to do to make up for his mistakes.

[haikyuuhoo]

oh how I wish I had a haikyuu boy to cuddle with after spending hours sitting at my desk and doing homework. queue brainrot:

Kita would rub your back just right when you climb into his arms. He’s happy to see you finally coming to bed, baby was trying to stay awake hoping he’d see you before he fell asleep. He saw you working when he got home, knew it was gonna be one of those nights, brought you dinner and let you work and everything. And you finally come into the bedroom looking exhausted, you crawl right into his arms and tuck your head under his chin. He knows the feeling, presses kisses to the crown of your head and lets his hand travel along your back, soothing you to sleep.

Kuroo would notice that you’ve been at your desk for hours and would finally pull you away. You’re in a rolling office chair and he literally tugs it through the apartment because you haven’t listened to him for the last three hours while he’s been trying to get you to take a break. Tells you that you can only go back to work after you watch one episode of New Girl with him--they’re short, it’s not a long time commitment, you can get back to work after you relax--he does a good job at convincing you. You don’t go back to work though, falling asleep on his chest on the couch not even halfway through the first episode.

Atsumu’s so whiny. He was at practice all day and all he wants now is to relax with you, but you keep brushing him off, something about “just twenty more minutes, ‘tsum.” Just wants to hold you, so he settles for sitting by you and watching you work, nearly falling asleep on your shoulder, but he’s so cute with the way he asks questions about the topics you’re working on, trying to stay awake so you can go to bed together. When he finally starts to doze off is when you get up to coax him to bed, and he convinces you to stay with him--not like you could really leave though with the way he holds you against his chest.

Oikawa would rest his chin on your shoulder when he passes your desk, watching you work every so often. Asks “what’re you working on now?” and lingers for a few minutes before heading off to do his own thing again. His “visits” get longer and longer though, and before you know it he’s coaxing you out of your chair. “You’re still working on that? I need your help picking a show to watch.” “Are you hungry? Come see what we have for dinner, I’ll make you something.” “You finished? I’ll do the dishes, but then I need you to look at this outfit I picked out for tomorrow.” Once he gets you out of the chair to see what he’d picked for an event he had to go to, though, you don’t make it out of the bedroom, your exhaustion finally catching up to you, and Oikawa smiles, making a whole show of tucking you in and kissing your head and doing your skincare for you while you snuggle into the covers.

And god forbid you’re pulling an all nighter and Kenma notices he’s heading to bed before you. It’s not unusual for the lights to be out when he goes to bed, so he doesn’t turn them on as he heads to the bathroom to get ready to go to sleep because he doesn’t want to wake you. But when he pulls back the covers, about to get in and pull you to his chest so he can fall asleep, he notices the bed’s empty. Gets the cutest little frown on his face when he goes out to where you’re working and sees you with your lamp on, hunched over a book. You look up when you notice him, and he’s wearing plaid pajama pants and an old volleyball t-shirt, and you realize it must be late. “Hey, I’m almost done, I’ll be in in a bit,” you say and give him a tired smile. But he doesn’t leave, comes over muttering sleepily about how you need to make sure you get enough rest, the hypocrite. And because you’re tired too, you let him drag you to bed; he barely lets you change into your pajamas before he’s coaxing you under the covers and falling asleep nearly as soon as his head hits the pillow.

[jxbsbokuto]

gatinha | hinata shoyou

pairing: hinata x fem!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: manga spoilers!

words: 0.6k

haikyuu masterlist

a/n: i’ve been having brasil hinata brainrot for three days now and it’s far from done🥴

“Ei, Gatinha.” Is what Hinata Shoyou says when he comes up to you at a bar in Rio.

From his accent you know he’s a foreigner, and instead of being annoyed by the pet name you find the way it falls out of his lips rather adorable.

He asks what you do for a living as a conversation starter and without realizing you’re falling under the spell of the Japanese boy.

“Fala, Gatinha.” Is what he says when he meets you at the beach a few days later, accompanied by a soft kiss on your cheek.

He told you to stop by someday so you could play beach volleyball together, which would be more like him teaching you how to play.

You two spent the whole afternoon at Ipanema, talking, playing, running around, swimming at the sea. You felt like a teenager all over again, with red cheeks and a gobbly smile on your face.

“Fica a vontade, Gatinha.” Is what he says after your fourth date when he invites you over to his and Pedro’s apartment.

Neither of you wanted the day to end, so you agreed to go over and watch a movie with him.

Needless to say the movie was long forgotten when you climbed into his lap. Your hands tugging on his orange strands, his on your waist and a breathtaking kiss.

Then the “Gatinha.” turned into “Minha Gatinha.”

“Fica mais um pouco, Minha Gatinha.” Is what he mumbles onto your shoulder on a Sunday morning.

Your limbs were intertwined and his arm thrown over your torso, pulling you closer to give him warmth.

You couldn’t help but smile at how beautiful he looked under the soft sunshine that peaked out of his bedroom curtains. The sight was enough for you to ignore the brunch you were supposed to have with your parents, even if it meant hearing a handful because of it.

“Minha Gatinha, eu te a-” Is what he tries to say before bidding his goodbye at the airport, but you cut him off with a kiss instead.

“Fala quando você voltar, Shô.” You respond with teary eyes and a fondly smile.

In his eyes there was a promise. That he would come back. That he would be in your arms again.

“Tô com saudade, Minha Gatinha :(” Is what he texts you when he’s in Japan.

You two agreed to not be in a long distance relationship, but that agreement was the same as nothing as you two kept texting each other every day and facetiming at unholy hours.

“Vencemos, Gatinha!” Is what he texts you after his game against the Adlers.

You already knew, of course. You had pulled an all-nighter just to watch your Shô playing against his high school rival and best friend.

His first game as a professional player. You couldn’t be prouder.

“Gatinha…” Is what he says over the phone when the image of you crying pops up on his screen.

It didn’t take long for him to start tearing too. He missed you like crazy, he loved you like he never loved anyone before, and being miles and miles away from you made his heart clench.

“Tô em casa, Gatinha.” Is what he whispers to your ear as he hugs you from behind.

You jumped in your place because of the scare, but quickly turned around once his voice got registered in your brain.

“Shô? Shô!” Is what you say when you jump into his arms, legs locked around his waist in a koala hug.

“Eu te amo, Shô.” Is what you say before kissing him deeply.

“Eu também te amo, Minha Gatinha.”

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[dememetor]

HEY HEY HEY

I love your writing, can I please get jealous hcs for anyone? Please include suna thi he's my latest brainrot hAHA

hi, thanks for the request! and suna brainrot?? bitch me too the fuck. anyways, hope you enjoy~

(also sorry this is kinda late, i've rewritten iwaizumi and bokuto ones a million times)

Haikyuu boys when they're jealous

characters suna rintarou, kuroo tetsurou, iwaizumi hajime, bokuto koutarou, kenma kozume

warnings none but i'm probably gonna say fuck at some point

Suna Rintarou

he tries to be chill about it, he does

it hurts his ego to be this clingy but god

he can't help but to feel that sour sting of jealousy when he sees another guy approaching you

at first will only take a quick glance from afar, just to check if the guy is bothering you, and then promises himself to stay out of your business

well he doesn't

once he decides the guy has lost talking-to-y/n-alone privilege, he will nonchalantly make his way towards you, one hand in his pocket, other sneaking its way to your shoulder, resting his elbow and giving the poor boy a menacing look

he can be pretty intimidating too with that eyeliner and all

(but that look only works on people that don't know him well, he tried it on atsumu once and the latter just laughed in his face)

not the type to be openly jealous but when he sees someone blatantly flirting with you he will start to give you the Glance

blinks slowly (you know, like that one blonde haired guy gif) and looks at you through raised eyebrows as if to say hey babe, i love you and i trust you. what the fuck tho

and when the guy starts being borderline creepy he'll appear between you - and i mean literally will inject himself between you two and strike a conversation with you as if nothing weird happened

they usually get the hint, but this one guy tried to go around him, still rambling about whatever and suna literally turned on his heel and said "come again?" with such unrivaled coldness, his eyes exuding just sheer fucking spite

but like i said, unless the other guy is asking for it, he's not the type to start a direct confrontation

will take you by the hand and leave without much thought because he simply doesn't have the time for that shit

he might seem grumpy afterwards but a couple of soft kisses usually do the trick

soft kisses which are followed by a breathless make out session with you on his kitchen counter because he still wants you to know you're only his

Kuroo Tetsurou

this little bitch

never gets jealous

and i mean never

once pretended he was jealous just to make you feel better (??? his logic? unparalleled) but once you found out you beat his ass

loves it when you get jealous though (he thinks it's cute)

sometimes he does get insecure, but he shows it in an unusual way

like if you've been talking to someone, smiling at your phone for a while he'll just get up and randomly do a couple puhs-ups, start flexing his muscles and shit

all while you're looking at him like,,

"babe, what are you doing"

"oh i didn't think you'd notice me there. since you're on your damn phone all day"

"...are you my mom?"

nah he'll be fine (will steal your phone though)

also it's the funniest thing when he sees someone trying to flirt with you

he will literally walk over there, introduce himself (not mentioning he's your boyfriend) and act really interested in the conversation

he plays this game where he tries to see how long will it take the guy to realise you two are together (longest time: 24 minutes, record holder: yahaba shigeru)

whenever the guy asks you something he will interrupt you and answer for himself as if the guy were flirting with him

"so, like what do you do in your free time?"

"not mu-"

"oh i love taking long walks on the beach, especially during sunsets. i really think it is healthy for the mind and the soul, not to mention quite romantic too. don't you too love sunsets, kevin?"

at one point kevin will have had enough of it

"i was talking to y/n alone here"

"aw don't worry, you're not bothering me"

he is such a pain in the ass

why can't he just be normal

Iwaizumi Hajime

rational, mature, i love him

seriously, he is the bestest boy and he will treat you so well because he trusts you and respects your friendship with other guys as well

but on those rare occasions when he does get jealous,, oh boy

first of all, the PDA skyrockets, he has to have his arm around you at all times - around your shoulder? on your waist? in your backpocket? his hand's been there done that

not in any way possesive but will be really annoying unless you give him your full undivided attention that day

he lets himself be selfish a bit, after all he is your boyfriend he can have you all to himself for a day, right?

jealous sex with him? better prepare a wheelchair cause you want be able to walk straight tomorrow

sees a boy trying to flirt with you? tries not to make a scene but absolutely will throw the first punch if he needs to

one day he was having a particularly rough time at practice and all he wanted to do was lose himself in your arms and fall asleep to the feeling your fingertips tangled in his hair

and then he saw this?? guy? (the audacity!) laughing with you after telling some dumb joke and let me tell you - iwaizumi wasn't having any of it

he came up to you from behind, wrapped his arms around your waist and planted a small kiss on the crook of your neck

"when are we going home, love?"

and he gives him the calmest yet most fear inducing stare from behind you

and suddenly the pattern on poor boy's pants starts to look awful lot like piss stain

it is actually kinda hot how one single look from him can cause such a reaction

"he was just asking about english homework babe"

"yeah that's what they all say"

Bokuto Koutarou

gets jealous so so easily

it is actually fascinating

will get mad at otome games

"what does jumin han have that i don't???"

god forbid you pay attention to your pet more than him (btw you have a golden retriever and his name is bean)

you're sitting on the couch cuddling with your dog, scratching his ears, ruffling his fur and all that, and there he is, your clingy boyfriend, snuggling right next to you, demanding you play with his hair too

so dramatic

"you smiled at him... the way you used to smile at me..."

"bokuto, he's a dog"

the only guy he trusts 100% to be around you is akaashi, even kuroo is on thin ice

but him and akaashi are something else, one time you three had a sleepover and you felt like you were the third wheel

will act like a tough serious boyfriend in front of others, especially your other guy friends but in reality will look for affection immediately after

oh while we're at it - jealous bokuto kisses? are the best kisses

will also force you to wear one of his shirts for the rest of the day

my poor man is so touch starved so when he feels insecure or jealous he will look for comfort in things like holding your hand, nuzzling your neck or giving forehead kisses

but later that day, when you two are sitting on the couch cuddling he will quietly ask you something along the lines of "you still think i'm pretty, right?"

you can feel him all over you - his hands are creeping down your waist, he's pulling you in, deepening the kiss until all you can see, think and feel is him

he wants to show you exactly how much he wants you and what you were missing out on while you weren't paying attention to him

and it shocks you for a moment because you didn't realise just how much that one short moment of jealousy actually stayed with him

you have to reassure him he's the most beautiful boy you have ever met, and not only that, but also the funniest and the most caring person as well, and that you would never leave his side no matter what happened

and as much as he loves getting praised he always gets embarrassed, so he just smiles in return, but he is also happy to know you're there for him and you don't think he is too much

Kenma Kozume

it depends on his mood honestly

sometimes he doesn't mind it even if the other guy is flirting with you and sometimes will get pissy if you smile at the cashier

but when this boy gets really jealous oh my GOD

he is just like bokuto if not worse; he just hides it so well

one time you went grocery shopping with him and spent the entire time texting your friend who had just told you she was visiting your city

and he got so offended

you didn't even notice it until later that day when you came home and he suddenly refused to cuddle with you

silent treatment

lifts his nose and ignores you, only giving you dirty side glances from under the eye

such a massive sense of pride in those 170 cm even oikawa would be impressed

in my country there's a saying "it's in the smallest bottle that the poison lies" and honestly? yeah

at some point you realise why he's acting like that and you start teasing him

"i am not jealous i am just mildly irritated" is the only thing he deems necessary to say before going back to being unnecessarily pissed

he reminds you of an angry cat

it's kind of amusing seeing him like this but you were also getting real tired of his shit

don't even try bribing him (you tried buying him over with a ps5 but he just looked at you unimpressed, disgusted that you think so low of him)

the only thing he will accept is a sincere apology

if it's sincere or not is up to him to decide, obviously

which can lead to quite some bickering

will try to get you to beg but please have dignity, if you do it once he will make you do it every time

yeah generally a lttle shit but his kisses after making up are just as eager as yours so

[dinosaurtsukki]

[ it’s good to be home ] 

sequel to ‘the same eyes as you’ (read here)

pairing: tsukishima kei x f!reader

word count: 1.3k words

contains: fluff, tsukishima being an awkward dad

anon: helo..i'm sorry for requesting so suddenly--but can we get a part 2 of the same eyes as you???? like how hikari would react that mr tour guide man is her father and all fluff. if it's okay tho hdnsjfhd

a/n: okay i definitely feel like this drabble needs a part two because awkward dad!tsukishima is too good to miss. hope you enjoy this too !!

“brush.”

“wide one or tiny one?”

“medium one please.”

“you got it.” 

tsukishima watched out of the corner of his eye as his daughter, no, hikari, handed him the medium brush from his toolkit. the two of them were in tsukishima’s office in the museum, way down inside the basement where he sometimes worked on the cleaning and upkeep of some artifacts and fossils for display. 

it had been about a month since tsukishima met you again and he learned that he had a daughter. neither of you told hikari about it yet and figured it would be better to ease tsukishima into her life. of course, the ideal situation for him would be that you would also welcome him into your life too but he didn’t want to force you either. tsukishima was happy enough that you suggested that he pick up hikari from school.

he didn’t know the first thing about taking care of a seven-year old child, especially when it came to entertaining them. but to his pleasant surprise, hikari was pretty excited when she heard she was ‘going to mr. tour guide man’s office to help out’. right now, she looked as if she was enjoying being his little assistant and handing tsukishima his tools when he needed them.

“alright, ready to head home?” he asked once he looked up to see that it was already six in the evening. usually, he stayed overtime especially when he was finishing something but he knew it was only a matter of time when hikari would get bored or hungry.

“sure!” hikari hopped off the stool she was sitting on and grabbed her backpack before the two of them headed out of the museum. she had a habit of hopping over the sidewalk cracks when she walked, making tsukishima smile a bit as he watched.

“tsukishima-san, can we get strawberry milk again?” hikari asked, skipping to his side and pointing at the vending machine a few blocks away from where your apartment was.

“isn’t it almost dinnertime?” tsukishima raised an eyebrow. 

“i’ll still have room...” she pouted. of course, he couldn’t resist that either.

“alright,” he chuckled. “just make sure to finish all your dinner. and don’t tell your mother too. promise?”

“promise!” hikari grinned. 

there’s always that ache in his chest when he brings hikari home to you. everything -- from hearing hikari yell ‘we’re home mom!’, to the smell of your cooking, to seeing you emerge from the kitchen -- reminds tsukishima of what he’s been missing all these years because of something he did. and more than ever, he wants to make things right.

“welcome home,” you chuckle when hikari runs into your arms. “how was your day with tsukishima-san?”

“good! he let me touch some fossils but also to keep it a secret because no one else is allowed to,” hikari giggled.

“it’s called ‘assistant’s privileges’, remember,” tsukishima grinned at her.

“assistants privlidges,” hikari nodded.

“if you say so,” you laughed at them. tsukishima hitched his shoulder bag and stood up.

“well, i’ll be going ahead now,” he said, despite how much his feet hesitated by the door. “you two have a good night.”

“hold on.”

tsukishima stopped, feeling his heart leap to his chest when he felt your hand on his shoulder. from you, he heard the words he’s been wanting to hear for so long: “why don’t you stay for dinner?”

when he turned around, tsukishima met the softness in your eyes. you wanted him to stay. 

“sure,” he nodded. “dinner sounds great.”

...

you never thought the day when tsukishima would be eating dinner at your table right beside your daughter would come. but here it was: a family dinner unfolding before you. when you decided to let tsukishima slowly come into yours and hikari’s life again, you didn’t know what to expect. the tsukishima you dated back in your university days didn’t even bother with taking care of a plant, but he did have his moments of care especially when it was for you. 

needless to say, you were pleasantly surprised to hear hikari’s stories about being at the museum with her father and watching tsukishima intently listen to her talk about the fairy princess game she played with her friends.

maybe, this is something that could work.

“don’t forget to do your homework first before TV,” you called after your daughter after she ran off.

“yes mom!” she responded. and just like that, you and tsukishima were alone in the dining room.

“i’ll... wash up,” he cleared his throat and stood up to begin gathering the plates.

“no way. you’re the guest here,” you shook your head. 

“it’s alright. you cooked dinner already,” tsukishima insisted.

“okay, how about you wash and i dry,” you suggested. tsukishima blinked at you in surprise before nodding slowly.

“sure, why not?”

there was something comforting with feeling tsukishima’s arm next to yours as the two of you stood side by side at the sink. so much so that you ended up talking out loud a lot, just like those times when you two were younger. 

“sorry, i guess i got a bit carried away,” you laughed nervously as you put away the last plate. 

“i definitely see where hikari gets in from,” tsukishima snickered.

“oh, you have no idea,” you laughed. “sometimes i look at her and wonder how people were able to deal with me.”

“it’s not that much of a bad thing,” tsukishima glanced at you with a small smile on his face. “does she... does she ask about who her dad is?”

“yeah,” you nodded, staring down at the floor. “there was this one time she went through all my things and made a mess just trying to find a picture of you. she didn’t, though. and... i promised her that maybe someday, i’ll let her meet you.” with a sigh, you looked up at tsukishima. “but, i guess that day has come sooner rather than later.”

“i’m willing to wait as long as it takes,” he said earnestly. “until you’re ready. i mean, it’s not just for hikari but for you too. i... the past few weeks i’ve just been hitting myself in the head seeing how much i’ve missed all these years.”

“i know,” you nodded, leaning back against the sink. “and, it’s been nice having you around. i can tell hikari would absolutely love you too. but, it’s not all easy, tsukishima. you have to understand that.”

“i know. i’m ready,” tsukishima said. “well, actually not really ready but you never are for these kinds of things,” he chuckled.

“you’re right there,” you smiled and looked down the hallway in the direction of hikari’s room. maybe, it was now time. 

“would you like us to tell her?”

...

tsukishima knew that lingering by the doorway of hikari’s bedroom while you explained things to her was going to be one of the most tension-filled moments of his life. when he heard his daughter ask ‘so, why didn’t he look for us?’, tsukishima was almost certain that she would hate him. 

and then, she looked right at him, and asked: “are you going to stay now?” 

“of course i am,” tsukishima nodded. “i’ll stay for sure.”

“promise?” 

“promise.”

before he could react, hikari leapt off her bed and ran to where he was, wrapping her small arms tightly around his waist. “i knew it! i knew it!” she giggled.

“woah, knew what? that mr. tour guide man’s your dad?” you chuckled.

“cause he likes the same strawberry milk i do!” hikari insisted, grinning up at tsukishima. “you know, same traits passed down through evolution like you said.”

that made him laugh. “sure, hikari.” his daughter smiled at him and there was something different about it now that she knew she was his daughter. tsukishima didn’t know of any other happiness quite like this. he knelt down on the floor and wrapped his arms around hikari and looked up to find tears in your eyes.

“welcome home, dad,” hikari said softly. tsukishima held a hand out to you. 

“it’s good to be home.”

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[xiaonesis]

Wheel Of (Mis)Fortune Part 1

Wheel Of (Mis)Fortune | Part 1 | 2 | 3

Pairing: Bennett X Reader

Word Count: 1622

Tags: Fluff, Angst, Anemo Vision Reader

Summary: On the fortuity of Bennett’s relationship with you.

This is a three part, self-indulgent, super short series for Genshin Impact’s Bennett.

I love Bennett. I may not get major brainrots for him like I do for Xiao, Albedo, Diluc and the like, but he always has a special place in my heart (and team).

There isn’t enough content for him, and I wish to fill that hole somehow, even with simple drabbles such as this, which I am highly unused to. Those who are familiar with my writing know that I specialize in long, plot-heavy fics so this was refreshing and freeing to write.

I plan to write more shorts like this for other Genshin characters in the future, as a break away from my plot-driven Haikyuu fics haha

Luck has never been his friend. Misfortune has always been his companion.

Bennett the Unlucky was his name, and misfortune followed him like the shadow of a clock, ticking at his heels every second of every minute. When adversity will strike, he never knows but Bennett has endured all the world ever threw at him and survived.

That is not to say that there are no nights where he curls in on himself, lying on his side with his arms clutching at his stomach. A hollow pain swimming inside of him that somehow turns loud below a thin blanket, be it in an empty room or under the stars, his own breathing his only companion on lonely voyages.  

He can handle any and all kinds of physical pain, having gotten used to them over many series of freak accidents and broken bones, but there’s a type of pain that Bennett has yet to get used to, only endured.

(He isn’t sure if he wants to ever get used to this pain -he doesn’t want to- and he’s a very positive guy, but even his subconscious fears having too much hope of this other type of pain ever going away, permanently, someday...)

“After that long trek and all those hilichurls, I didn’t even manage to find a cabbage today….but I guess that’s part of an adventure! Maybe I’ll have better luck tomorrow! If only there’s someone else who can help me keep an eye out for treasure...”

The day Bennett met you, it was once again out of pure bad luck on his part, not coincidence. 

Fighting a group of hilichurls on the side of a hill should have been the first sign that disaster was on its way but it wasn’t Bennett’s choice to be ambushed by the group. 

In a desperate, passionate, move to push them back, he might have poured too much of his energy and fervor into his strike. 

Vision glowing a hot lava red, fire swirled and gushed forth from his sword that successfully burned away at the wooden shields of the hilichurls. But, Bennett being who he is, ‘good’ is always ‘misfortune’ in disguise, and the blowback from the overflowing of his power resulted in an explosion that blasted both the enemies and him backwards.

Unfortunately, to no one's surprise, Bennett happened to be on the wrong side of the hill in that battle, and he went flying over the side.

Rolling down the rocky hill over shrubs and sharp rocks, Bennett was prepared (and expectant) for the inevitable hard pain that will slam into him when he finally comes to a stop. 

However, it was to his great surprise when he landed on something much softer than the hard ground.

“What in the name of Barbatos-”

“I- I’m so sorry-!” 

Leaping off your back that literally became his crash landing pad, Bennett winced at the sight of the crumpled backpack hanging haphazardly off one shoulder, squashed contents spilling out in various states of misery.

Reaching a hand out to help you up, he was more than ready to spew his apologies (he has had lots of chances to practice...) when you turned to see who your would-be-attacker is, displaying to him all the new scratches that adorned your otherwise fair cheeks.

Bennett felt his stomach drop and twist, knowing it was him that caused all of it plus the bleeding on your chin. 

“Ah...please let me patch you up! It’s the least I can do for landing on you…”

A wince as he steadied you to your feet.

“That’s fine and all but...shouldn’t we do something about those hilichurls first?”

With the winds of your Anemo Vision, Bennett’s fire blew strong that day and the hilichurls did not stand a chance.

In all honesty, Bennett thought it would be the last he saw of you just as soon as he plastered the last of his bandages on your chin, a gift from his dads at the guild and other people he met along the way. Yet, turns out you were heading to Mondstadt, just like him. 

Since, each day and each moment spent with you, Bennett never let his defense down and always believed you would leave him one day, just like everyone else that has had enough of his bad luck around them. 

But as days bled into weeks which grew into months, you continued to be a presence in Bennett’s life; one of the longest people, even, besides his dads and the people who he worked with at the Adventurer’s guild (and sometimes, even those don’t last very long).

One thing always led to another, and whether it was -dare he say- serendipity or perchance, luck, Bennett dared not question it. 

He felt himself begin to think, feel, hope- a dangerous thing to have, especially for one with his affliction- that perhaps, you will stay.

And stay you did, to his shock and great relief.

To his even greater surprise, joy, and disbelief, though- 

Your shifting in his arms caused Bennett to freeze, worried that he might have awoken you with the caress of his rough knuckles on your cheeks. Lured by the sounds of your soft breathing and peaceful face, he could not help but reach out to feel you with the pads of his fingers, checking that you are indeed real; not a dream nor a fickle hope conjured by his (sometimes) lonely mind.

He relaxed when you continued to slumber, counting down from 10 as an assurance that you were indeed sleeping and not prepping to spook him, something you were apt to do. 

Fingers resumed their journey across the planes of your skin.

How did you find it in yourself to let your guard down so utterly around him? 

He did not understand it. Couldn’t.

Everyone knows that it is never safe around him and even the sturdiest of warriors would sleep with one eye open, lest hail abruptly fell out of the sky and stoned them to death.

And yet here you were, sleeping without a care in the world, drool seeping from the corner of your mouth, your legs entwined with his. 

Perfectly at ease. 

Safe.

Bennett can recall with vivid clarity the day you- from out of nowhere, with no prompt, like a stray rock that would catch the back of his head, but wholly welcomed as the cooling breeze on his back- turned to him with words he never thought he will ever hear from anyone for the entirety of his unlucky life: 

“I really like you.”

Now, when he lays on his side and curls in on himself in the dark of the night, his arms no longer clutch at his stomach and hold you instead. The hollow pain that howls at the moon is replaced by the beating of your heart against his chest, and your quiet sighs fill the silence that used to crowd him.

Many moons have passed but Bennett still has difficulty believing that you were real, if he was being honest. 

How many times has he come across a large treasure chest, had his heart filled to the brim with joy and hope, only to find it empty, or even worse, rigged to explode?

It’s hard for him to grasp that anyone would ever want to be around him for a minute longer than they have to. 

He’s merely waiting for the day you finally have had enough of shells in your burnt sunny-sides, of one too many close calls with fire to your hair, of flash storms on an otherwise sunny day, of wilted flowers and holes in your sleeping bag, of bugs falling on your head during afternoon walks- 

“Aren’t you going to sleep? We have an early day tomorrow...” 

Your drowsy mumbling pulled Bennett from his spiraling thoughts and into your sleepy gaze.

“Y-Yeah! I’ll sleep soon. I was just….thinking.”

You blinked slowly at him, and Bennett just knew that you knew what he was ‘thinking’ about. Bennett is neither smart nor an idiot, but he’s definitely more of a ‘do first, think later’ type.

‘Bennett and thinking’ didn’t fit as well as ‘Bennett and “Let’s go!” with a thumbs up in the wrong direction. Someone like him couldn’t afford to spend time thinking and waiting around...what little luck he may have will surely run out soon, and he has to make the most of it whilst he can.

You pressed closer to him and placed an innocent kiss on the underside of his chin, over a tiny scar that he acquired on a trip down the side of a cliff- separate from the incident with yours.

He flushed and tucked his chin in, emerald eyes shifting down to find yours peering up at him with a lazy smile. 

“Sleeping early means we get to wake up early to see each other, you know?” 

Nuzzling into his neck, he felt, rather than heard, your sincere whispers.

“I can’t wait to see you tomorrow too.”

It wasn’t a reassurance. It was just…honesty.

You truly did want to spend another day with him.

It wasn’t long before your breathing evened out, and he was once again amazed at the ease with which you basked and fell to peace in his presence.

Bennett took a few moments to himself, repeating the necklace of words you laid around his shoulders, tracing his thoughts over them again and again.

You are here.

And you will continue to be; now- today, tomorrow, and in the days that follow.

He held you tighter and buried his face into your hair, allowing the scent and presence of you to overwhelm him with a certainty he has never had the opportunity to experience before.

And Bennett allowed himself to finally believe that he found his treasure after all this time.

[soulquirk]

a/n: this is my first haikyuu fic! i had asahi brainrot and knew what had to be done

pairing: azumane asahi x gn!reader

tags: swearing, one innuendo, fluff, anxiety comfort

word count: 1.6k

enjoy! 

“Hey, you’re okay.”

He looked at you, pausing his fidgeting for a moment. There was a look in his eyes like a child that had been caught in the cookie jar. “I’m sorry.”

You chuckled a bit. “Babe, you don’t have to be sorry. I’m just trying to help you.”

The hand that had been thumbing the hem of his jersey minutes ago reached across the center console and took yours. He squeezed it gently, unlike the vice grip he’d had on the steering wheel. “I know, I know.”

You smiled at him, lifting his hand to your face and placing a kiss on the back of his palm. “You’re going to do amazing. You always do.”

The tension in his face dissolved a little as pink dusted his cheeks. There was a deep admiration in his eyes, held only for you. That set-in-stone love he had known since he’d fallen for you. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Ace.”

His smile stretched wider at the sound of his nickname. “Can I kiss you?”

You didn’t speak, but the release of his hand in favor of cupping his cheek gave him the answer he needed. Asahi mirrored your action; a giant, calloused hand stroked the soft skin of your cheek as he leaned in. His lips were so soft, a result of gentle coaxing to get him to start using a good chapstick. Boys.  

A sudden bang on the window startled you both into breaking the kiss.

“Fucking Christ, Sawamura!” you swore, rolling down the window. “You trying to make this poor man more nervous than he already is?”

“Game starts in 30 minutes, lovebirds,” Daichi teased, “we kinda need him.”

“He’s right,” Asahi agreed, nodding towards the clock on the dash. “We’ve been in here long enough.”

The captain laughed. “Got that right. Any longer and I might’ve found you guys-”

“Sawamura-san, I would advise against finishing that sentence.” You warned.

Your boyfriend’s face was bright red at this point. Between the interrupted makeout session and Daichi’s jabs, he was clearly flustered.

He left you both alone again with a smirk, reminding you of the time once more. You both agreed and stepped outside the car.

His hand found yours on the way into the gymnasium. It was warm, despite the cold growing stronger outside. The gym was heated, which you were thankful for.

“Hey, who are we playing again?” You inquired; even though you knew the answer already. Making conversation would get him out of his own head for a moment.

“Nekoma. You remember Kenma and Kuroo, right?”

You chuckled, remembering the tall one with an eternal bedhead dragging around the quiet one like a kitten. “Yes, they’re...not exactly easy to forget.”

He squeezed your hand again; his way of grounding himself.

So, he’s more anxious than usual, you thought .

“Asahi.”

He stopped, sensing you felt his stress and anxiety. “Like an open book, huh?”

The rest of the team carried on into the gym, Sugawara, Daichi, and Ukai shooting you both knowing looks. You gave them one back, and Ukai nodded. You’d been in this situation before.

Circling to face him, you took his hand in both of yours, hoping to calm him using just about anything at this point. “You’re going to be incredible out there, I know it. I’ve seen you play so many times; it’s no wonder you’re the ace, darling.”

He beamed at your praise a bit. “Thank you. I’m just like this before games, you know?”

You nodded. “Why don’t you do that thing with your hands?”

“What thing?”

Releasing his hand, you tried to explain. “The...thing-” You swiped a finger across the alternate palm in no particular pattern. “I saw you do it before the Shiratorizawa game.”

“O-oh, that.” He stammered.

“Yeah, did that help?”

“I mean...yeah it did-” he started.

“Maybe it’ll help now?”

A sigh heaved its way through him. “G-give me your hand, please.”

You cocked your head to the side in curiosity but obliged him nonetheless. You lifted your hand to his, and he took it ever so gently. He turned your palm upwards and began to trace something on it with the index finger of his other hand. You could make it out, the kanji for “people.” He was so light in his movements, it almost tickled. The poor boy treated you like a doll, he was always so afraid of being too rough on accident.

Asahi then lifted both your hands to his mouth, and gently kissed the place where he’d left his invisible strokes. This took you by surprise, and you could already feel the blood rushing to your face and your heart swelling three times its size. When he’d pulled away, you held his face in your palm.

“I think I feel a little better.” He mumbled bashfully. “Thank you, honey.”

Oh no, you thought, now there’s gonna be tears- “You’re welcome, darling. I love you.”

“I love you so much.”

You both became suddenly aware of the sounds of volleyballs smacking the gym floor and knew it was time to separate, just for a little while.

“I’ll be in the stands with the girls. Go get ‘em, Ace.” You smiled, pinching his cheek. Moving away, you brushed your hand across his neck and down the side of his arm.

He grabbed you and pulled you back in for one last good luck kiss. You strode to the stands with your face warm.

Those small gestures led him to perform the best he’d had in weeks.

It was no wonder he looked scary to people at first sight; Asahi was pure power on the court. He was the ace for a reason. Every spiked ball and perfect serve gave him more confidence that radiated throughout Karasuno. Every time he got past Nekoma’s blockers, he tried to find you in the stands. Those beautiful brown eyes landed on you on the third attempt to pick you out of the crowd.

You stood next to Yachi and Saeko, Tanaka’s sister. The latter cheered for her brother loudly while the former rattled off about how the game worked alongside the awe in watching the boys play. You were grateful to be friends with them; Saeko had basically dragged you to their party when they found out you were dating the ace.

Asahi slammed the ball to the floor again, securing Karasuno’s first set against Nekoma.

His team engulfed him in a hug, with Tanaka ruffling his hair and Nishinoya jumping around excitedly. When they released him to go meet with the coach, he stayed back and looked straight at you.

He smiled brightly and gave you a thumbs-up.

A pang shot through your heart. You gave him one back, and he jogged off to the huddle.

The game went to a third set, with both teams neck and neck. Nekoma reached 20 points first, and the tension in the gym rose significantly. Every player was pushing himself to just get one more, one more point.

This was part of why you loved going to Asahi’s games. Not only were you there to support him, but the thrill of a volleyball game between two powerhouse schools was not something you’d want to miss.

The game went past the limit, a deuce pushing toward thirty points.

Asahi began to tire. His spikes had diminished in power from the fatigue, and not all of them got past the blockers. It was wearing on Noya in terms of receiving, too.

You don’t know what possessed you, but you found yourself yelling, “Come on, Ace! One more point! You’ve got this!!”

Yachi and Saeko looked at you in surprise but smiled wide nonetheless.

Asahi froze, and you wondered if you’d done more harm than good by calling out to him.

Then, he nodded.

At your cheers, a renewed vigor consumed him. After Hinata pulled off his freak quick with Kageyama, bringing it to Karasuno's match point, Asahi delivered the final spike to win them the match. Karasuno's side of the court erupted with cheers of "Asahi, nice kill!"

Karasuno had won.

After the game ended and the lineup dispersed, you ran out of the gym. He was waiting for you in the same spot you’d left him before the game. You ran to him, arms outstretched.

He welcomed you wholeheartedly, engulfing you in a hug that turned into him picking you up and spinning around. You laughed.

“You did amazing, darling!”

He set you down, hands coming up to hold your face. “I couldn’t have done that without you. You know that, right?”

You nodded, burying your face in his chest.

Noya and Tanaka teased the both of you from afar until Daichi told them off.

The team then started heading towards the bus.

“Do you want to ride back with them? I know you guys will probably go eat or something,” you suggested.

He shrugged a little. “Yeah, do you mind? We are going to eat, and Saeko and Yachi are going, too. I’m sure they would like you there.”

“I don’t mind. You should be with them. You and Hinata won the game! I’ll just follow the bus.”

Asahi grinned. “Thank you,” he said before leaning down and giving you a small peck. He started walking away to strike up a conversation with Sugawara.

“Hey, Ace!” You called out.

He turned back, worried you’d changed your mind.

“I’m so proud of you.”

You could swear there were tears in those chocolate eyes as he smiled once more before joining his team.

[chunhua-s]

davi dabi dude 🤍 big fat congrats on reaching 200!! i bet you will very soon hit even more milestones and i'll be coming back to get a taste of your beautiful fics for myself👉🏼👈🏼

as you may or may not know my favourite boy is atsumu and you wrote this beautiful soulmate au for me, which also happens to be my favourite au🥺🥺

so uhm ah... what do i do soulmate au eith atsumu part two but hit me with some toothrotting fluff?😳

anyways, don't divorce me, i love you🦊

runa suna bro 🥺 thank you for requesting bb!! and thanks for always brainrotting with me, i love swapping braincells with you over these men 😌💕 and pleasepleaseplease, bb, know that if anything else, i absolutely adore you, okay??? you’re such an amazing person and you deserve the entire universe and if i could i would give it to you! i know peachy and nona feel the same as well — we value your time and company, never doubt that for a second! anyways here’s your fluff!! i literally spent all of today thinking about this and i hope you’ll like it! this time it’ll be from tsumu’s perspective, and though it’s not necessary to read it, the first part of this request would provide some background if ever anyone wanted it. i’ll leave a link for you guys to see! 🥰 ily runa bb — and as always, i hope you and everyone will enjoy reading this!

WRAPPED UP IN YOUR ARMS ➽ ATSUMU MIYA x READER

genre: fluff (with a smidgeon of comfort)

au: soulmates (part two of with our fates tangled together — although you don’t need to read it first before reading this!)

warnings: implied sexual content towards the end

some days, atsumu thinks, are easier than others. the days when he can make you laugh, when your smiles shine brighter than any star in the night sky, he treasures them like tiny little gems, collects them in the palm of his hands and holds them close to his heart. those are the days where he can feel his chest soaring on such an intense feeling of happiness that his brown eyes will shine on diamond tears as he holds you in his arms and kisses the top of your head. those are the days that write their poems along his skin underneath your touch and kiss him with a tenderness he can’t imagine coming from anywhere else but you.

but the truth of the matter still stands: atsumu knows that he’s hurt you before. he can see it in the way your gaze sometimes fall from his face, lips pressed together as you suddenly pull away from him as if you’d been burned. he sees it in the way your hands tangle themselves in your red string, how your fingers twist together with the insecurities that he’d torn into your skin over the years. you haven’t fully healed, it’s painfully obvious to him, and it fills him with a kind of regret that causes his food to turn sour and for every breath he takes to taste like poison.

today, you’re curled up in his living room, wrapped up beneath one of the blankets he’d bought for you. your eyes are glazed over, unseeing as you fiddle with the red chord tied around your pinky finger: each tug of it pulls on his own end so that he can hear the worries of your heart on secret whispers. the sight of you is a hand around his neck, clawing at his skin and drawing blood from searing wounds. every pluck on your string is a second that tightens like a vice until he can’t breathe, and all that’s left in atsumu’s body is the dull echoes of doubt and fear that you unknowingly give to him — fear that perhaps he’d soon cast you aside like he once did, doubt that your bond wouldn’t last long, and that the happiness you feel would crumble apart and vanish like sand between your fingers.

atsumu forces himself to breathe under the hands around his neck, shuts his eyes for one, two, three beats of his heart, before he moves himself forward — slow, careful steps disappear beneath the grey carpet, as if any sudden noise would violently tear you from your pedestal and cast you down to shatter like fine china. and so, when he’s close enough, he gently reaches his hand to hold yours, lets his fingers tangle up in your own and with the little web you managed to make between them. he watches your eyes light up when you see him, just like the moon riding over the still surface of the ocean, it’s as if the sight of him restored your oxygen and taught you how to breathe again.

“atsumu,” he hears you whisper on a breathless sigh, a smile blossoming tenderly on your lips as you hold his hand between your own, letting his warmth sink into your cold skin. he returns your affections with a gentle press of his lips to your forehead, a hand brushes away the pieces of hair that fell over your face like a curtain as he gently tilts your chin upwards to meet your gaze. you’re glowing under a golden light, radiant in your image and burning your place into his heart with an insistence he could never ignore.

“c’mere,” he gently urges, pulling you to your feet so that he can hold you closely to his chest with one hand: the other reaches into the pocket of his pants so that he can grab his phone. you can’t see him opening the youtube app with your own arms wrapping entirely around his midsection, the fluttering of your heart traveling down the red string that binds the both of you together and making itself at home right in atsumu’s throat — like the beginnings of a melody he only hears when he’s with you.

he wants to listen to that melody for the rest of his life.

“you remember that song you sent me last week?” when he looks down at you, he sees your face falling into that cute little pout you get whenever you’re thinking of something — and gods, he’s told you so many times how adorable you look when you get like this — before you slowly nod, lifting your gaze to find his. he smiles down at you as his thumb presses the video he was looking for, before he places his phone down on the coffee table and wraps his arms around your body, just in time for the familiar strumming of the guitar to fill up his living room on the evening breeze. he watches your expression melt into one of adoration and what he can only describe as unadulterated happiness as your eyes meet his. “i’ve been listening to it all week,” he confesses on a soft chuckle, it rumbles in his chest and courses through your lungs like liquid gold as he pulls you into him and rests his chin on the crown of your head. slowly, he sways his body with yours, gently rocking the both of you back and forth to the melody that surrounds him and you.

“telll me what stopped you, what led you, what touched you, what turned you on?”

atsumu drags in another long breath before he speaks next, the words so quiet that you might not have heard them had you not been so close to him. “i’m so sorry for how i treated you before...”

he feels your pull back slightly to look up at his faces, but he doesn’t meet your gaze. he can’t, because he knows that he’ll see nothing but understanding and forgiveness in your eyes — he can’t look at you and accept those sentiments when he doesn’t believe he deserves them. you should be angry with him. you should hate him, call him out on his selfish behaviour and hurt him just like he did to you: the words churn in his head and burn his throat like vodka — they sting and leave a horrible taste in his mouth.

“you don’t have to say sorry to me anymore, atsumu.” your voice is filled with all the tenderness in the world: it causes atsumu’s eyes to burn with tears hen desperately tries to fight away. but when your palm comes to rest on his cheek and his brown eyes — the brown of his cinnamon scent, of autumn leaves and warm cups of coffee — it becomes harder to hold them back. they fall from his lashes and draw lines down your skin, and on those marks, you’re able to see every single shard of regret that stabs his heart and every thorn that tears his skin. “none of that matters anymore, hm?” you hum, “we’re fine now — we have each other. we’re together now.”

atsumu falls apart.

he brings your face to his with both of his hands and melts against your lips, tries to pour every ounce of affection he feels so that it envelops you with angel wings and teaches you to soar above the clouds. your lips are so soft against his that he feels his own heart calling out for you, chanting your name on an endless mantra that fills up every thought in his mind and forbids you from ever turning away from him. i love you, i love you, i love you— it’s all unsaid between his lips, but he feels you returning it all to him when your fingers sink into his hair and when your hands pull him closer. i love you, i love you, i love you— it marks his skin as he pushes you down against the sofa and climbs on top of you before returning his lips to yours, devouring you with a desperation that can only be satisfied by your touch. and you, you’re more than happy to give yourself to him. you give to him every cry of his name, every kiss across his skin, every reverent touch of your fingers as he collapses into you. in the throes of your devotion and love for him, you seal your fates together and become reborn, so that your bodies intertwine and fill the quiet night with the songs of adoration and pleasure.

that night, the two of you become one, and you learn to let go of your hurt as atsumu forgives himself for hurting you.

davi hits 200 followers — haikyuu!! au writing event! 💕

general taglist: @aiiishiiiteru @bootylikepeachy @tsumue

send an ask to be added!

[moririki]

↷ 📦 ↶ WRITTEN IN THE STARS!

fjfjejd this has been delayed for far too long but WE HIT 200 AND ARE RLLY CLOSE TO 300 ASWELL NOW??!! AND IT HAPPENED SO FAST TOO OMG!! THANKNYOU GUYS SO SO MUCH THIS IS VV SURREAL <333

so new milestone means new event babeyy 😎 and i have realised that as someone with generally low motivation i should try reel it in a little this time and stick to hcs or drabbles instead of fics lmfao

so!! this is just a fun lil thing which will hopefully have a LOT less holdups than my 100 followers event hehe. and once again, thank you for this massive milestone!! and thank you (again) if you participate in this event <3

i love all 200 of you, you're all so swag and sexy

⊱┊NOTES!

i. ── all regular rules for requests still apply. furthermore, feel free to send in normal requests while this event is happening, though they will not be prioritised (previous works/requests will also be put on hold)

ii. ── due to this event's entries being hcs, you won't be able to find them in my main masterlists. however, they will all be listed under this post, which can be found in my "seasonal menu" section. you can also find each individual one under my "🍓‧₊˚✩彡.brainrot" tag

iii. ── to participate, send me a character as well as your star sign, and i'll write a little hc for you and your chosen character! feel free to send just the main one or all three of your star signs, or even try a matchup by sending me the title of an anime/game i write for instead of a specific character! (hopefully that was coherent eek) if you want to add any extra information, then feel free to!

eg: "sagittarius + suna from haikyuu" or "aries☀️libra🌙pisces⬆️ + tears of themis"

iv. ── let me know if you have any objections! or don't want to be paired up with a specific character or anything like that

v. ── i'll mostly be sticking to fluff during this event, but if any of you want a.... more suggestive hc then also let me know in your request <3

vi. ── DISCLAIMER: since they're star signs i will kind of be relying on the stereotypical traits of each one when i do a matchup, so i apologise if i don't get it right </3

vii. ── and finally, i plan to wrap this event up around halloween aka october 31st, so happy requesting :))

⊱┊THIS EVENT'S WORKS!

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[atsuwiee]

— the interview question tag game!

tagged by @skyaura-koo 🙇🏻‍♀️🦋

1. why did you choose your url?

i was still very much into the anime haikyuu!! and shipped sakuatsu so much– so atsuwiee is basically atsumu + the word 'wiee' idk it seemed cute so i put it in,, so this blog was supposed to be a sakuatsu oneshots lol not until i got into enhypen

2. any side blogs? if you have them, name them and why you have them?

nope i don't have one, i used to want to make one but idk how to so😐

3. how long have you been on tumblr?

i think i had the account on the begining of november (?) not quite sure lol, but yeah it was somewhere near christmas. so in total i have been here for abt 5-6-ish months hehe.

4. do you have a queue tag?

idk what this is lol 😭

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

as i mentioned before in the first question, this blog was supposed to be for sakuatsu. i actually had drafts of my oneshots already but since i have a new phone (my current one) i can't really transfer those notes ://

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp?

i'm a park jongseong simp🙇🏻‍♀️

7. why did you choose your header?

i needed it to match the color scheme of my pfp so it would look nice lmaoo

8. what's your post with the most notes?

ouh i kinda don't remember– but i think it's the slow dancing with enhypen! one. i honestly like that one the most lol bcs it was some brainrot content i finally got to write.

9. how many mutuals do you have?

i'm not really close with them😭 i suck at communication so i probably have 2-3+ i think

10. how many followers do you have?

OOF I ONLY HAVE 70 SMTH AHAHAHA i'm just a newbie so👁👁

11. how many people do you follow?

i follow like 30 blogs- most of them are haikyuu related tho more than enhypen bcs then again originally this was for sakuatsu lmao

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

eh not really- i don't do it a lot

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

it depends, honestly. i use tumblr alot more when i'm pretty damn bored but when i have things to do or some wips i stay on my notes app or sometimes on wattpad bcs i still have works there that are unfinished lol

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? who won?

nope not really– if someone were to fight me on here tho, i wouldn't respond and i'd just delete it lmao 😭

15. how do you feel about 'you need to share this posts'?

i think if it's needed and it's info is very ig crucial ?? then i would share it– like if it's really really important, but if the post is like crappy af and it's info isn't really relevant then i wouldn't share it (or if it contains content that isnt good).

16. do you like tag games?

yuUuuUh, but i don't know how to respond(?) to them at times lol

17. do you like ask games?

yesss,, i find them very interesting (i do it alot on insta)

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

@arteqmiss 🙇🏻‍♀️

19. do you have a crush on a mutual?

@miedei bcs she's very swaggy (platonically tho) ❤️

tagging: @miedei @googoojeu @moonshappiness + anyone who wants to do it!

[bringingglory]

002 for Oikawa

How I feel about this character: I LOVE HIM!!! bruh okay, i think one of my first thoughts about him was that i was in love with his slightly unhinged asshole vibes. i think super smug slightly mean characters are a LOT of fun. i mean, especially with his character introduction in haikyuu, i was very eyeseyes but like i also love that he his frightening and threatening bc "im counting on you team" etc etc and ALSO acts like a goddamn child sticking his tongue out and shit, he’s just so much fun. also, i have latched onto the detail of that one time when u see his camera roll and he just!!! has so many pictures!!! of takeru!!! oikawa just loves his nephew and i think thats cute, even when takeru’s acting like a punk

All the people I ship romantically with this character: iwaoi!!! more on that down below. i also think middle school oikage is really Neat, especially after i saw that one ceejurs fanart of them. and i have not read the manga, but i have chanced upon some spoilers aksdjfhlakjs and i think oihina is cute too bc of their brazil fling. uhhh tl;dr, iwaizumi, kageyama, and hinata

My non-romantic OTP for this character: uhhhh, i have no idea. i like kyoutani and oikawa's relationship (at least what i remember of it, it's been a few months since i saw the anime). something something mad dog listening to oikawa, fun stuff

My unpopular opinion about this character: HHHHHH i watched haikyuu in like december so i feel like im generally unfamiliar with a lot of the fandom's opinions on stuff so idk what an unpopular opinion would be.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: AKJSHAKLJD again ive only seen the anime (and im only a few episodes into season 4) so like, idk much about what happens in canon otherwise. i think??? maybe??? bc iwaoi brainrot i would like to see more of him and iwa's childhood

my OTP: IWAOI!!!!!!! bruh Iwaoi grabbed my by the fucking throat lmao. like i was like "haha oikawa and iwaizumi funny" but then oikawa just kept calling him "iwa-chan" and iwaizumi just kept lowkey bullying him but like also iwa yells at oikawa to take care of himself and gave him that revelation of "there are six people on a team" and like they know each other so well bc they're fucking!!! childhood!!! best friends!!! how can i not ship them?

my cross over ship: aljdhfakljsdf i have no idea??? im so sorry

a headcanon fact: headcanon fact as in like a headcanon i believe very strongly in? im gonna assume yes. so like, not to fixate once again on oikawa and takeru, but i like to think that oikawa's actually a really good uncle. like he acts childish sometimes and very flighty ig, but he takes very good care of takeru and they bicker and stuff but also oikawa probably knows all of takeru's favorite foods and games and hobbies and shit and oikawa goes absolutely feral when takeru accomplishes, he is a supportive uncle who takes dozens of pictures of takeru just like eating food??? adorable, im going to Melt

anyway, sorry that that is super incoherent. i only know how to type in stream of consciousness, but thank u for the ask!!!

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[bastardtetsu]

haikyuu + musical theatre boys pt2

>> PART 1 <<

nobody asked for it but here it is: more MT boy brainrot from your resident theatre school veteran :) | starring: hinata, tanaka, noya, yaku, terushima

tw swearing & more musical theatre bs

HINATA [tenor] such a star omfg his energy & expressiveness!!! not quite a dancer dancer but a VERY strong mover who picks up choreo & technique super fast! also REALLY good at tap, omfg, he just gets it in his body lightning fast. his singing & acting could use work, but like i said he’s a fast learner and his high energy & readiness to commit serves him so well! his main downfall in casting is that he is baby, and gets typed out a lot bc of his height and lack of experience. but we all know hinata doesn’t know the meaning of “give up,” which is a requirement of survival for MTs (!!) so he does just fine

jojo in seussical, tobias in sweeney todd, michael in billy elliot (would be an amazing billy too if he had better technique), literally any newsie

TANAKA [baritenor] king of rap, character acting, & dancing - mainly hiphop/breakdancing & tumbling, please do not ask him to do ballet. singing isn’t his top export and he’s kinda insecure about it, but you’d be surprised at how much this man can turn the house with the vocals okay?? he’s such a fuckin’ character irl though, the energy he brings to the stage is best described as delightfully feral. and BOY can he move, flip, spin, everything, he is the king of tricks (you know he’s always showing off - insists on ripping his shirt off every time too)

mulligan/madison in hamilton, benny in in the heights, tunny in american idiot, grandmaster chad in legally blonde, a wickersham in seussical, gangster in drowsy chaperone (specifically with noya can u IMAGINE), literally anything where they need a shirtless man to do backflips

NOYA [tenor] another rap king but he will also give u that smooth r&b tenor sound~ trina as fuck when it comes to literally any style of dance - tap, ballet, partnering, you name it - plus any tricks & tumbling u can think of. it’s because he played billy elliot as a child and got mad training super young. he specializes in tumbling, but also has always been very good at turns. we’re talking fouettés until YOU get dizzy watching him and beg him to stop. height requirements are a bitch to him sometimes casting-wise, but he still books bc his credits & abilities speak for themselves

sonny in in the heights, pepper in mama mia, literally billy elliot, literally any newsie, a wickersham in seussical, gangster in drowsy chaperone (specifically with tanaka)

YAKU [tenor] TAP GOD. generally trina as fuck, especially with jazz & ballet too. also was a billy elliot as a child so he got that training (remember when he literally grand jetéd over that barricade to receive the ball in the ova?? yea this is canon for me) pretty much always books dancer tracks bc he is That Bitch, but that will not stop him from delivering powerful vocals and bold character choices when you need him to. this boy is a TRIPLE THREAT and do not ever forget it. he makes an amazing swing too, dance ensemble tracks are his bread & butter so you need him to learn 4 of them for one show? cool, he’s ready to go. i would also like to reiterate once again that he is a TAP. GOD. this is very important to me. also do not bring up auditions with height minimums to him

cosmo in singin in the rain, chip in on the town, mike in a chorus line, any newsie, basically any dance ensemble track or smol dancer man type characters

TERUSHIMA [pop/rock tenor] i h8 this mother fucker (no i don’t who am i kidding) but he would book like crazy. only in the more contemporary stuff though since he committed to the edgy vibe with the tongue piercing/bleached hair/his personality lmao. his acting is so-so, but he has the charisma & stage presence to give a solid performance, and his dancing is suprisingly good - i’d classify him as a strong mover. HIS VOCALS are sick though, loves to show off that high rock belt as much as he can (it’d be more obnoxious if he didn’t sound so damn good). also plays guitar and brings it to every audition no matter what it is, just to flex. he’s not even THAT good, but he can play cowboy chords and certain songs if he practices. he’s also the resident horny boy of every cast he’s in, obviously. it does get messy and occasionally weird, like when he hooked up with the girl playing his character’s mom on opening night & had to deal with the awkward oedipal energy for the entire run of the show

johnny in american idiot, gabe in next to normal, dolokhov in great comet (he could play anatole but he doesn’t quite have that C#5 :/), basically any role where he gets to be a glorified rockstar

[knightofameris]

GASAAHHHH THAT OIKAWA RANT WAS SO LONG IM SO SORRY BUT HERES SUGA (more like just comparing suga and oikawa but that’s ok ALSO none of this makes sense i hate it here bye) ;—;

honestly, ima be real here - suga was one of those people i instantly fell in love with. it was like the polar opposite of how i felt about oikawa (i’ll get to that in a moment.) i saw him and my heart went !!! and i loved him! there’s no other way for it. i classified him as the sweet boy of karasuno, and in some ways that is correct. but OP’s analysis of him has me thinking (as everything does LOL) and now, looking back to every scene that includes him, i slap myself for not realizing sooner just how AMAZING sugawara koushi is.

once again, like OP said, sugawara is so so quick to dismiss his own needs and jealousy. when it comes down to himself and the team, his ability to completely erase himself from the situation is.... frightening. he is able to put the needs of everyone else before his, which is, in some cases, good, but also uhhh- definitely not lol. which honestly brings me back to oikawa (UGH ik ik i cant shut up about bitchboy).

oikawa and suga are introduced in haikyuu as two completely different people. which- they are! but the difference in them is prominent to a viewer who has never seen either before. while suga is introduced as this warm, optimistic person who’s ready to help his team, oikawa is introduced as...well, the villain. he’s the big boss everyone needs to beat. with almost everyone i’ve talked to, they’ve admitted to loving suga and hating oikawa at first. but they’re similar!

both suga and oikawa have dealt with the force that is known as kageyama. kageyama has always been that presence in their mind that irritates them; suga is more lowkey about it, while oikawa is obviously very vocal and external in his responses. but both feel overshadowed by their junior, which i find hella interesting - because they both seem to dislike each other when competing in the spot for nationals. kageyama is the thing they share in common- but! the way they approach it is the key in how their characters differ.

sugawara takes kageyama’s appearance as a challenge, but ultimately gives up. he comes to the realization that, for the better of the team, he should sacrifice his sets and his hunger to win. oikawa somehow becomes more self-centered when kageyama comes into the picture. he is more power-hungry and anxious to win and prove himself, rather than back down.

IDK MAN. suga just makes me realize just how lucky some of us are to be where we are right now. sugawara koushi is probably one of the most selfless people i know, yet he’s also so,,,, how do i put this,,,,, ambitious? he is also always searching for more, but in a TEAM. he is so so so supportive, always reaching, always being the one ppl can fall back on and he guides them to where they need to be. he seems firm in his resolve that he can be that natural leader that yes, does have mom qualities, but also can be a bit harsh and a bit impulsive in his actions. he sacrifices and some people don’t even realize it. and yet he ALSO keeps going, no matter what, just like oikawa (yet probably not as fiery lol)

so. if i’m being honest. they would be best friends lol THIS WAS ALL JUST SO MUCH BRAINROT IM SO SORRY I HAVE SUCH STRONG FEELINFS ABOUT THESE TWO BUT NONW OF IT MAKES SENSE I JUST WANNA GIVE THEM BOTH BIG HUGS AND TELL THEM THEYRE DOING AMAZINF —🧸

again, i love how you phrased all of this because yeah! Suga and Oikawa both have to deal with someone more talented than themselves, they just both go about it in a different way and AHHHHH i fuckin glove it because there isn’t one “right” or “better” way. it depends on who it is and all of that. 

AND ALL OF THIS IS ALSO WHY I LOVE SUGAWARA KOUSHI SO MUCH. PLEASE. 

i really don’t have more to add honestly

link to the post that are being referenced: link

[seijch]

BY DAY, you attend classes and sling drinks at the campus cafe. By night, you’re known as the Harbinger, an individual with the Gift of shadow and darkness. Your two jobs have never had any reason to collide…not until the appearance of a fellow Gifted by the name of Ace, anyway.

[ read luck of the draw here !! ]

this is an extra post for me to infodump on all the worldbuilding details i never got to fit into my already obnoxiously large fic 🕺🏻🕺🏻 its holding my brain hostage so maybe posting this will help!!!

please read luck of the draw before clicking the readmore !! there are spoilers abound (and you probably won’t understand much of what i’m saying if you haven’t read the fic LMAO)

ABOUT THE CONCEPT

the very core of luck of the draw isn’t actually unique to kenji or to haikyuu in general; in fact, it was originally a part of a superhero!skz series i was planning to write but never got around to. the foundation of this fic -- kenji’s power and the idea of them being opposing forces that slowly draw together -- was originally given to stray kids’ hyunjin. i never went past the Thinking Stage with it, so it was fairly easy to hand the concept over to futakuchi when i moved fandoms.

the dynamic of this fic in general was inspired pretty heavily by miraculous ladybug’s “love square,” but i ... obviously wasn’t going to write all four sides of it so i stuck to the civilian identities (the reader and kenji) and the alteregos (harbinger and ace). in the kpop version of this wip, the reader and hyunjin were coworkers, but in moving from one fandom to another and reworking it for futakuchi, i decided to make them friends instead. they’re not particularly close (they’re definitely comfortable but not close Emotionally) to start with, but there’s potential for something to start!

ABOUT THE WORLD

in this universe, the city is ruled by two major factions that control much of the economy: seijoh, who controls the entertainment/tourism industries and has its fingers in most of the smaller businesses around the city (such as johzenji and dateko) and nekoma, who is partnered with the equally large fukurodani to control shipment of all kinds as well as the food industry (among others). nekoma has allies within the local government, and seijoh all but controls the law enforcement.

karasuno, on the other hand, works entirely from the underground to overhaul the way things are run in the city; it’s a bit .... corrupt as of right now, and they seek to change that. 

at the top are typically individuals blessed with special powers known as gifts. these gifts can be as mundane as the ability to make flowers bloom wherever you walk or as powerful as being able to alter the flow of time. there exist a series of regulations (and a shit ton of paperwork) that come about whenever an individual happens to manifest a gift. 

however, the city’s gifted demographic is incorrectly represented; a chunk of the gifted population are instead drawn to the allure of making money by doing illicit deeds for companies like seijoh or nekoma. these individuals’ gifts are never properly documented due to the traceability it lends itself to, should a job go wrong.

the government is supposedly in talks to enact stricter laws on the gifted, despite them making up a comparatively small percentage of the population. the head of the department of gifted individuals, ushijima wakatoshi, is a particularly overwhelming force in support of better regulation of his fellow gifted.

ABOUT THE CHARACTERS

in the first draft of luck of the draw, the sequence of events and relationship dynamics were MUCH different. in the final draft, you see the alteregos being drawn to each other first before you see the civilians come together. 

in that first draft, it was originally centered on the civilians getting together despite kinda-sorta being attracted to each other’s alterego? as a result, the kiss scene between the alteregos was still there but it was DRASTICALLY different. the whole idea of it and imo moral ambiguitity (kenji and the reader never went official with their relationship in the first draft) didn’t sit right with me at all; it felt a little like i was using cheating as a plot device which ??? no.

to make the long story short, the execution of that (tbh poorly developed) idea was.......less than stellar.

so i took a look at the chronology and basically upended the entire midsection to make the concept something that was less awful morally? that’s what i hope happened, anyway LJSKDFLSD

in the first draft, the reader (as harbinger) was also much less competent than they are in the final draft as a result of having been affiliated with karasuno for a shorter time. in truth, the harbinger’s origin story didn’t surface until i was in the middle of writing the second draft!

when it comes to the other characters:

oikawa doesn’t have a gift, which is rather rare for someone with their thumb sitting so heavily on the city’s pulse point

iwaizumi’s gift is entirely up to interpretation! him and oikawa making formal appearances in the story was something that only came up towards the end of draft two, so i didn’t have the space (word count wise) to really give either much thought

kyotani came into his gift without any control over it, and is only given amnesty because he was found hiding by iwaizumi

i really really wanted to talk about kyotani in this fic but ultimately it wasnt revolving around him + i once again didn’t have space to even tease an encounter with him (so in the fic proper he’s mostly there as a cameo + to scare you as you read into a potential action scene)

aone and kenji actually come from the same company that happened to come under seijoh’s control, so they’re more comfortable with each other than anyone else!

hinata has the gift of manipulation as long as you’re making eye contact with him; unfortunately, if he wills it, it’s rather hard to break eye contact once you’ve made it -- aone made the mistake of glancing at him during the takeover at seijoh hq, leading to his hold on harbinger loosening

kageyama obviously has the gift of ice/hail/snow manipulation to a rather strong extent, considering he can create it where there is none and lower the temperature of the air around him (the reader cannot create their own darkness, only manipulate what is around them)

he also has some beef with oikawa (or is it the other way around?) that involves him formerly working under seijoh -- not one of their many smaller companies, but seijoh itself (much like iwaizumi and after kageyama leaves, kyotani)

in terms of who’s been with karasuno the longest of the introduced cast, it’s tsukishima/three-eyes > hinata = kageyama > reader (but not by much)

MISCELLANEOUS

following the takeover of seijoh, tsukishima finds himself at wit’s end much more often LMAO

there are a good amount of deleted scenes and scenes that were only added in at the very last second!

among the deleted scenes is a scene where the civilians are at the park -- in the first draft, it happened in the middle, but in the second it was towards the end. it got taken out because come the end of the second draft, i realized it no longer fit ...

in terms of completion status, it probably ?? took a little over a month from this to go from Thinking Stage to the 14.2k monstrosity you see now? there were a couple of weeks early on where i did nothing on my ipad and laptop except outline and write, respectively

i definitely got burned out halfway through (which is abt the time i posted the xc2 au .. i NEEDED to work on smth else)

the idea of the clock tower wasn’t present at all in the first draft!! i only really came up with it in the second draft because i’d rather have them meet somewhere consistent and identifiable rather than some nondescript building

the running joke (?) of them getting drinks together wasn’t present until the third and final draft -- originally the scene where ace asks “do you remember our last conversation?” had a different beginning

in fact, a lot of the scenes that are a bit more...emotionally charged (see: every scene after ace’s unmasking as well as the movie night scene where the civilians struggle to define what their relationship has become) had to be overhauled dramatically

ummm i love kenji thats it! none of this would be possible if i didnt have the strongest mf brainrot for him so ... ! theres that LMAO

(theres probably more im forgetting to say ........ if any of you want to pick my brain regarding the chronology or the characters or why i had them say something or do something send me an ask! this post tbh is almost entirely for me but i didnt put this much thought into a fic that long to NOT share it with everyone else)