#hqverse

[hyuneskkami]

❪ ⭑ ❫ just a little bit───tsukishima kei.

ꕀ synopsis 𓈒𓈒 a crazy assistant manager/part-time assistant coach + an annoyed blocker on the same volleyball team + only one bed in their hotel room = disaster! (…or maybe not?)

[ ✮ ] masterlist ∿ fem!reader ∿ wc 2.3k ⋆ cw 𓈒𓈒 reader is older than most of the characters (only by a few months). fluff. childhood friends who bicker to lovers. losers in love. no one actually confesses bc they’re both stupid. songfic. both tsukki and reader have glasses. banter. sizzling tension. skinship. cuddling. older!reader x younger!tsukki (age gap is just six months). stray kids and suki waterhouse music mentioned.

ꕀ notes. thin frame glasses wearer tsukki!agenda + jewellery wearer tsukki!agenda <3

[ ✮ ] just a little bit ~ enhypen 𝄢

“god. you’re so insufferable!”

“and you’re kinda stupid! are we complaining? no, we aren’t!”

“who scored higher on last week’s test? hm?”

“…”

“why are you so quiet suddenly? huh?!”

“why do they literally fight like kindergarteners?” suga sighed.

daichi nodded. “we can’t do anything though. she’s our best assistant manager ever, and he’s one of our best blockers. I wish they could get along better.”

“just sit down, guys, please,” asahi begged.

“if you won’t give me the window seat, i’ll just sit on you,” I warned tsukki. he seemed unbothered, as if silently saying ‘as if you’d do that’. his growing smirk was magnificently taunting. “you’ve known me for years, tsukki. you know i’ll do it.” I taunted.

when he didn’t reply, pretending to look out the window of the bus, I shuffled closer and plopped down onto his lap. I felt him freeze below me.

I turned around to face him. “what? didn’t think i’d actually do it? I want the window seat, and i’m not giving it up.”

he looked up at me. his glasses were low on his nose, so I unconsciously pushed them up with one of my fingers. his cheeks were beginning to get dusted in light pink, as he turned away again.

⌞controlling my universe like it’s on my hand… ⌝

“jesus, okay— move— i’ll get up,” he muttered. I breathed out a chuckle of satisfaction, and stood up. I moved out so he could too, and we switched places ending with me in the window seat and a grumbling tsukishima beside me.

“see, I knew you had some sense left in you, kid,” I said, rubbing salt in his wound. he hated when I called him a ‘kid’ just because I was six months older than him.

instead of retorting, he just rolled his eyes and pulled his earphones upto his ears, resuming his music, completely ignoring me. I smirked at the faint blush on the side of his neck.

⌞even people’s hearts seemed to be more obvious yeah...⌝

I took my headphones, reading book and sketchbook out of my bag and tucked it in under my seat after closing every zip.

it was a long bus ride to the training camp in osaka, and I had fallen asleep at some point.

when I woke up, my head was on something soft. I turned a bit to my side to be met with tsukishima’s sleeping face. I realised that our heads had been laying against each other’s.

he still hadn’t woken up, so I put my head back against his, and fell asleep again.

꒰🏐꒱﹒ timeskip ﹒⟢ ⩇⩇:⩇⩇

I was still asleep, when I began hearing some buzzing and some click!s. I opened my eyes to see the karasuno boys gathered around me, snapping pictures. confused, I looked around and realised that tsukishima and I were still resting our heads on the other.

his head now lolled on my shoulder, and I glared at the team. I tapped gently on his head to wake him up.

“tsukki? we’re here,” I whispered. in my periphery, I saw the boys exchanging glances.

“5 more minutes, n/n, please,” he groaned.

“we’re not at home, kei,” I grumbled at him. “we’re at osaka already.”

“wha— oh my god, I forgot about the-” he sat up suddenly. “-training camp.”

“yeah, yeah, get your stuff and let’s move.”

the boys started getting off the bus one after the other, and tsukki and I got down last.

we thanked the bus driver, and followed suga.

“how far do we have to walk?” hinata asked, and everyone ignored him.

noya and I were trailing behind most of them, only tsukki and yamaguchi behind us. we were talking about his receives.

“y/n, didn’t you say you played as a libero for your team? so… could you maybe teach me some of your moves?” he asked, slowly.

“oh, you remember that?” I blushed a little at the thought of him remembering something important to me. “and yeah, of course I can! i’d love to.”

he gave me a small grin. “great, thanks a lot, y/n! do you have any plans for tomorrow?”

“well, tomorrow’s your rest day, right? training starts from the day after, so… i’m pretty much free all day today and tomorrow.”

“then, do you wanna hang out tomorrow? we could go to the nishikonohama beach. apparently there are some beach volleyball matches being held there, this entire week. maybe we could play together!” he jumped around, excited.

“sounds like a plan, noya,” I smiled at him.

I told him about his form when he receives oikawa’s serves, and noya listened intently. he was so passionate about his role in the team, and it showed.

meanwhile, I also felt tsukki’s gaze sharply on the back of my head.

we continued talking to each other, and by the end of our conversation, we had also reached the dorms we were going to be staying at.

“okay, guys, heads up. ukai-san, takeda-sensei, and kiyoko-san arrived two days ago already, so they could start preparing everything, and to meet the other teams’ managers. so, those three already have a room together now.” daichi explained.

“daichi, asahi and I are bunking together. plus we still have one more bed free too,” suga piped in.

“the limit is four people per dorm, so you guys can decide who you want to share with. we have two more rooms left.” daichi finished.

everyone started chattering at the same time.

noya, tanaka, kageyama, and hinata decided on a room together.

“tsukki, as much as I love you, you snore a lot. and I need some sleep tonight. i’ll bunk with you from tomorrow, but today, i’m going with suga-san,” yamaguchi commented, skipping away to the seniors.

tsukishima scrunched his nose cutely, and pretended to be annoyed.

“so that leaves… tsukishima and y/n,” suga said, crossing out names from his paper. “I doubt you two would do anything other than kill each other, so you can bunk together, I suppose.”

“please don’t kill each other, though. you’re both valuable members of the karasuno volleyball club,” daichi pleaded.

the both of us side-eyed each other but nodded anyway, grimacing.

⌞a crack called you in my tiny world...⌝

asahi bought us all our favourite drinks from the vending machine, and then we went to our dorms to unpack. we’d be staying here for two weeks for training.

I took out my jersey and hung it on a hanger, along with my other clothes.

“still taking it with you everywhere, hm?” tsukki’s voice sounded from the bed. I turned to find him smiling fondly. “that’s such a y/n thing to do.”

I raised my eyebrows, and went back to arranging my clothes in the tiny closet. tsukki had already gotten his clothes up on the hangers, leaving me little space.

“are you free tonight?” I suddenly asked, turning to face him again. he inhaled sharply, so I reconsidered. “never— nevermind. forget I asked.” I sighed lightly.

“i’m free, why?” he asked.

“nothing. never mind. it’s not that big of a deal.”

“tell me anyway.”

after a moment of thinking, I finally replied. “there’s a free concert very closeby, and I have entry to the vip side because of a friend and… I just thought it’d be boring to go alone. and the other boys would probably never come, so.”

“…whose concert?” he asked.

“will you come?” I asked, suddenly excited.

“sure, but whose concert is it?”

⌞where everything’s easy with a sincere smile...⌝

“oh. my. god! thank you so much tsukki! i’ll repay you somehow, I promise!” I grinned.

he kept grumbling the whole time we were both getting ready to go to the concert.

we notified daichi and suga, and they told both our coaches too. they let us go with a ‘don’t get kidnapped, you’re our favourite assistant manager, y/n-san’.

꒰🏐꒱﹒ timeskip ﹒⟢ ⩇⩇:⩇⩇

“you brought me to a suki waterhouse concert.” tsukki stated.

“…yes? is there a problem?” I asked, passing it off as nonchalance.

“let me add some words to that sentence: you brought me to a suki waterhouse, and didn’t tell me to change when I showed up wearing this?” he asked, and looked down at himself.

he was wearing black baggy jeans with grey stars patched across them, paired with a plain white shirt and a cat-ear beanie. he got his cross-body bag which had our phones and his earphones in them. he looked… kind of very cute.

“i’m not seeing the problem yet,” I narrowed my eyes at him.

“look at your outfit, and then look at mine,” he grumbled.

I pointed to my black summer dress and leather jacket, with my favourite boots. “still don’t see a problem.”

“you look like a goddess, and I look homeless,” he stated plainly. I burst out laughing, tipping my head back.

I laughed so hard, I was practically crying. I wiped the tears away, and pushed my hair out of my face.

“two lies in the same sentence,” I rolled my eyes at him. “let’s go, kei, come on.” I tugged on his hand, wrapping my fingers around his, dragging him with me.

he stilled for a moment before trailing behind me. his hand was warm under my cold one, balancing it out. his thin fingers gradually wrapped around my own.

⌞you’re a bit different and you still shaking me up...⌝

we reached the vip section, and I showed the vip passes to the security. they let us in, and we walked around trying to find our seat.

hearing some girls whispering nearby, I scoffed and clutched tsukki’s hand tighter.

the concert began, and I couldn’t help but sway to the music. suki’s songs did have a special place in my heart.

𐔌 . ⋮ tsukki’s pov .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱ ⨾

throughout the concert, I couldn’t help but watch y/n. the way she sang every song. the way her voice hit the right notes, even if she was just casually vibing. the way her smile showed off all her teeth… because the last time I saw that smile was when we were kids.

maybe I did kind of miss the way we used to be: carefree, and thoughtless.

maybe… if we were still like that, I could’ve just told her how I felt about her. how i’ve been feeling about her, for the past six years.

she turned to me, her eyes glittering under the lights. her smile finally reached her eyes as well.

⌞your eyes and the way of talking in style…⌝

I continued watching y/n as she sang. her voice luring me closer, as if she were a siren.

“the skyline falls as I try to make sense of it all.” she looked like she could sing me to my death, and hell, i’d let her.

I spent the entire concert preoccupied looking at her and listening to her. I could never stop thinking about y/n, I suppose.

she looked drowsy and exhausted by the time the concert was over.

“tired?” I asked.

“nah.”

we were walking back to the dorms, since it was quite close.

“you just yawned thrice in under a minute,” I pointed out.

“maybe a little bit,” she said, squinting her eyes, slowly rubbing them from under her glasses.

I took out a cover from my bag, and unwrapped slippers from them.

“you carried my slippers with you?” her eyes widened.

“take off your boots. the hard soles probably hurt.” I guided her to sit down on a nearby bench.

I bent down onto one knee as she sat down. I slowly unlaced her boots and pulled them off, replacing them with her slippers. I placed the boots in the cover, wrapped them up, and put them back in my bag. I got up and dusted my jeans, and looked down at her.

she was looking up at me, siren eyes and all, as if daring me to lose my mind even by looking at her.

⌞oh, it’s like living in a different world…⌝

𐔌 . ⋮ y/n’s pov .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱ ⨾

I cleared my throat after what felt like an hour of staring up at him, while he looked down quietly.

“we should… get going. yeah,” I said. “thanks.”

he nodded, grabbing my hand gently and pulling me up from the bench.

I had forgotten my earphones at the dorm, and his were already out of battery, so I opened my spotify and played the music out loud.

‘hold my hand’ by stray kids started playing from my phone’s speakers.

I felt tsukki’s eyes on me as I spun around in circles while walking and skipping. well, he could glare all he wanted, or whatever. I don’t care. I think.

well… maybe I do care. a little bit?

by the time we reached the dorms, my playlist was still running, and tsukki was as tired as I was.

we didn’t bother to lock the door, and both of us fell onto the bed after closing the door. the single bed in the entire room, with no other couches. it didn’t really matter though, I suppose, since we’d shared beds lots of times as kids.

I threw my leg and arm around him, and began falling asleep slowly. he turned to face me, and his hand came to rest on my head. his other hand was rubbing circles on my shoulder.

I guess he still remembers how I used to fall asleep.

“good night, n/n. sleep well,” he whispered, and pulled my glasses off gently, followed by his own.

“night, kei. you too.” I was tracing the outline of his jaw and my eyes started drooping; my hands never leaving his face.

oh, how I wish I could pull him closer right then to kiss him.

his arms wrapped tighter around me, and I found myself feeling warm even during the chilliest hours of the night.

⌞baby, regardless of my head, my heart looks after you, after I met you...⌝

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[mxt004]

in hqverse there’s an atsumu lookalike competition and osamu shows up and lose

[deusfoundry]

stan twt in the hqverse just alters between "kageyama can you fight" and "hinata can you fight" like everybody wants them so bad ... but they only want each other :D

[narashikari]

Not me absolutely shrieking at the fact Japan are in the same pool as Argentina and beat them 3-1 in the qualifiers yesterday...

Which means in the HQverse KageHina beat the Great King once more!!

You can bet the entirety of their 1st year team in Karasuno are BAWLING their eyes out (well except Tsukki because he's Tsukki) because they've gone from that defeat against Seijoh in the Interhigh Prelims to beating Oikawa in the GODDAMNED OLYMPICS

Also Oikawa would be loudly complaining about it while Iwaizumi is all smug lol. And the other Seijoh peeps laugh at their back and forth over twt or whatever

(Volleyball fans be like: Why is Japan's athletic trainer calling Argentina's setter Shittykawa (affectionate) on main lmaooo)

Ushijima (on Tendou's prompting) trolling Oikawa by doing the "you should've gone to Shiratorizawa" bit but it's now "you should've stayed a Japanese citizen" and Oikawa loses it lol. I can also imagine Atsumu dunking on Oikawa since they canonically know each other now lolololol

[battiethelbb]

Since I've been making a lot of Batman-related posts, so Imma just be straight-up autistic about my favorite character from the series.

Eduardo Dorrece or Antonio Diaz/Diego (whatever you think it is), aka The Man Who Broke the Bat, aka mothereffing Bane.

Buckle up, my guys and gals and all other pals. This is a long one.

Now, no excellent character is a truly excellent character without a compelling backstory. From his childhood in the prisons of Peña Duro to how he got hooked on Venom to his time as a mercenary to him being (what I like to call) Batman's one of two #1 nemesis.

In most renditions of the character, he is the perfect blend of brains and brawn and I love that. I hate how he is portrayed as the dumb brute in some versions, Batman and Robin, Brave and the Bold, Batman 2004, etc. However, I can give the HQverse a pass all because they make him kinda wholesome.

Moreover, my favorite version of The Man Who Broke the Bat is most definitely the Arkhamverse Bane. From his design to his voice to his story, he is spectacular. I love his coat in Origins. That fucking coat is so cool. I also love the contemptuous snarl he dons when in the face of the bat or Joker. And don't get me started on his voice in Origins. I almost relish the sheer disappointment he has in his death screens.

Now, as for his story--I love how you can see his descent into his addiction from Origins to Asylum, but my favorite part about his story is how he surprisingly got a happy-ish ending. Now, I don't know if this is canon or not, but I read somewhere that after the events of the Arkhamverse, he returns to Santa Prisca and slaughters all of the drug lords who worked on the island and puts their heads on display on the beach; returning to Peña Duro right after, he burns the prison to the ground, finally freeing himself from his past. I think that is such a satisfying end for the character.

TLDR--Essentially what I love about Bane is his aura. His presence. He is such a menace to those who cross his path and the perfect blend of brains and brawn. Bane is the kinda character I like in a tragic villain/anti-hero (He was an anti-hero at one point in his making, no?)

I could go on even more but I would end up repeating myself over and over again, so I'll leave it at that. Bane is one badass mothereffer.

[6okuto-moved]

would you rather live in Cove's universe bit with Akaashi or in the Haikyuuverse but Cove plays Akaashi?

OGH. nightmare question.. /hj. hm. i have to separate bokuaka either way so let me make peace with that first. MY GOD. ok.

i think...cove in hq...? this is inflicting psychic damage on me Omg. but hq....my haikyuu.. all my other guys are there too :-( hqverse is much more. expanded upon than our life which is rlly just. the one town setting. LOL.

also cove is tall so it could work guys. he's like 6'0 in hs and would be 6'3 timeskip bro's surfing when he should be a middle blocker on the court! have never imagined surfer/beach lover akaashi... feels. odd.? so all in all this seems most beneficial.

[kyoties]

kenma is tired of his bf's shenanigans when it comes to flustering their cute gf <3

[honeydgold]

hi ria, could we please receive a shoutout? we're a marvel/dc crossover rp that takes place in dc's dark multiverse. when the justice league are warned of the multiverse collapsing, there isn’t enough time to find out the truth before the collapse starts. seeking out the help of marvel's heroes, they teleport the survivors to the multiverse below theirs. what they find is a twisted version of their own, ruled by supervillains. thank you in advance!

𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖔𝖚𝖙 !!

if you’re looking for a marvel / dc group with a twist, go check ‘em out @hqverse​  !

[bellsrph]

hi there, could we please receive a shoutout? we're a marvel/dc crossover rp that takes place in dc's dark multiverse. when the justice league are warned of the multiverse collapsing, there isn’t enough time to find out the truth before the collapse starts. seeking out the help of marvel's heroes, they teleport the survivors to the multiverse below theirs. what they find is a twisted version of their own, ruled by supervillains. thank you in advance!

hi baby love! so SO sorry it’s taken me so long to get to this! you absolutely can! if you’re looking for a new marvel/dc crossover rp, definitely go check em out! good luck bb! [1/5]

[bvbblegvms]

hi jessa, could we please receive a shoutout? we're a marvel/dc crossover rp that takes place in dc's dark multiverse. when the justice league are warned of the multiverse collapsing, there isn’t enough time to find out the truth before the collapse starts. seeking out the help of marvel's heroes, they teleport the survivors to the multiverse below theirs. what they find is a twisted version of their own, ruled by supervillains. thank you in advance!

I  ABSOLUTELY  LOVE  your  theme  and  graphics  ,  they  are  very  comic  book  -  y  !  here’s  your  SHOUTOUT  !

[utahimeow]

hey char :) tell me all your thoughts on oikawa

my pretty boyyy <33 i love him so much he was my first haikyuu crush,,, that moment where he shows up for the first time at the end of the one episode had me blushing so hard (｡♥‿♥｡) one of the saddest characters imo,, he was the last one to touch the ball when his team lost n it was his very last high school match :( heartbreaking esp when u think about his backstory n how all he wanted was to be good enough

[starrysamu]

i literally do not want to exist anymore

[mxt004]

i 100% believe with all my heart that in-hqverse sakuatsu shippers would have an “always at the scene of the crime” reputation

[deusfoundry]

in the hqverse iwaizumi hajime (30) athletic trainer of japan's men's national volleyball team gets named sexiest man alive

[narugen]

r karasuno ok.. they have two stars (yachi and hinata) on their team...

[akaashism]

Please consider the concept of Pedro mistaking Hinata's obsession with Kageyama to be a celebrity crush.

Pedro seeing pictures of Kageyama strewn around Hinata's room and at first, he thinks it might be a boyfriend but then he catches Hinata watching Kageyama playing at the Olympics on his phone and suddenly has a flash of realisation.

He sees a selfie of Kagehina in Hinata's camera roll and thinks, "Wow, he's so good at photo editing. That almost looks real."

Somehow, everything Hinata says about Kageyama just manages to prove Pedro's suspicions right.

Hinata: Kageyama's house was kinda big

Pedro: You know the address of his childhood home in Japan?

Hinata: Yeah, I went there a few times too

Pedro *convinced that Hinata is a stalker*: Oh.

Pedro attends their wedding a few years later. He walks up to Hinata and goes, "Wow, you got married to your celebrity crush. That's wild" and Hinata's just like "?"

Moreover, he was fully under the impression that Hinata was in love with his best friend from high school but that he left him for Kageyama, because Kageyama's a famous athlete.

Basically, Pedro thinks Hinata is a gold digger. He's honestly impressed by the commitment. (Let's disregard the fact that Hinata is a pro player himself now.)

Pedro: I can't believe you worked your ass off in Rio just to get into Kageyama's pants

Hinata *blushing & having no idea what Pedro is actually talking about*: I mean, that wasn't the only reason 🤭

Pedro's untapped potential for comedy in the HQverse is infinite.