#kanji haikyuu

[tenowls]

hinata and friends!!!

[tsukk1]

sendai frogs rock band au !! 🐸🎸✨

[kwadlayns]

Ball Boy Hinata at the Shiratorizawa Training Camp. 🏐✨

[jollymalt]

haikyuu boys and their hair

[somepinkthing]

Furudate made the post timeskip teams with comedy in mind. They said what is the funniest groups of ppl I can put together? And then did it. And then put yaku in a russian mob boss suit just to sprinkle that in

[hinata-boke]

:3 :3 :3 :3

[daetko]

ᐟᐟ☆ texts with haikyuu!! characters . . .

⊱ cw: swearing, death jokes, suggestive. lmk if i missed something

⊱ a/n: these r so funny SDHBVGDSJKF & they’re so fun to make asw!! i might do a tr ver next ^_^

⊱ masterlist

[kings-highway]

lowkey obsessed with the Sendai frogs gang post timeskip because not only do I think Tsukki would be their Reluctant Ringleader (Kogane thinks he's super cool and wants to impress him; Kyotani respects the fact that he's not afraid of him/doesnt react when people try to get under his skin) but also that being the Ringleader would in no way protect him from both of them absolutely spending too much time in his personal life. Yamaguchi is like their personal celebrity. Tsukki has to spend so much mental energy preventing them from finding out his Valentines plans because he knows both of them would crash the dinner for the exclusive purpose of pissing him off.

I think they're a vastly underrated trio, especially when combined with Yamaguchi being like an elusive fourth member Tsukki is so desperately trying to keep out of their hands.

also I think they cause property damage together (mostly unintentionally)

[heartfeltarcher]

kogagoshi

[mocciciart]

some more haikyuu boys

[temeyes]

cool guys

[haikyu-mp4]

In need of a manicure

word count; 2086 – gn!reader I think, nb! too much blushing

You’re a manager for Date Tech and have been watching over them since the start of the year. The most recent memorable addition to the team was Koganegawa, nicknamed by the third-years as the giant setter. He didn’t progress especially fast, but he had a strong will and nothing could fit better into the group of the iron wall.

After a training match with Karasuno, you noticed Koganegawa talking to Kageyama, the so-called genius setter, about taping up his nails and fingers. You’d already noticed the dark-haired boy fixing his nails between matches, keeping them clean-cut so he wouldn’t have to use tape. That awakened an idea, and you had your own conversation with Tobio a bit later for some tips.

That’s what led to you bringing a nail file to school the next day, quietly observing the team’s volleyball practice until they were finished. Now’s the time to initiate your plan. The boys were tired and sweaty, and you handed out their water bottles with a smile and ‘good job’ for each talented player. After they had cooled off a bit and were about to start cleaning up the gym, you tapped Koganegawa on the shoulder, waiting patiently for him to turn his attention around. As he turned to you, he straightened up with an immediate nervous reaction, as if you were some sergeant of the military.

“Hi, Kogane?” you started, heat rising to your ears at the attention. “Do you have a minute?”

“ANYTHING YOU NEED!” he responded loudly, even bowing. You weren’t that startled, already getting used to that kind of behaviour, but you waved your hand a bit to try and calm him down.

“Can I see your hands, please?” you asked, already looking down as he hesitantly put them up even if he repeated your request curiously. You could see some of the other players glancing at you two with a curiosity matching Koganegawa’s. “I asked Kageyama how he cares for his nails…” you somewhat mumbled, in the process of unwrapping the tape from the boy’s fingers while he looked at your touching hands with wide eyes. A warm blush was taking over his face, making him glance over his shoulder at his upperclassmen and then quickly back at you, almost afraid that the opportunity would just pass him by if he looked away.

“Because- uhh... because he doesn’t tape them?” he managed to ask, trying to breathe even if you were so close. You looked up at him, giving him a bright smile that almost melted him. The only person present who didn’t know about Kogane’s little crush on you seemed to be yourself, not noticing how a boy or two were hiding behind Aone so they could laugh in secret.

“Yes! I was thinking, maybe if we take care of your nails, you won’t keep hurting them. Sorry… I heard you tell him about that.” you said, relatively confidently at first before it turned into a mumble at the shy confession. Koganegawa almost teared up, bowing again.

“THANK YOU!” He didn’t get to say much more, as the other boys made dramatic comments about how lucky they were to have such a caring, beautiful manager. He wanted to say more, like how that was a really great idea, but he seemed to be stuck with the cute smile on his face. You just let their words brush off your shoulders, already fishing the nail file from your pocket and starting with his thumb. You held his hand in yours, the other one filing away carefully, avoiding the sore spots where the nails were already damaged. His hands were so strong that you imagined he wouldn’t need as much tape just for blocking.

“I’m sorry if I was a bit too straightforward.” You started excusing as you were about halfway, carefully dropping the hand you finished and looking up at his face, which wasn’t that easy when you were so close. These high school boys were so tall.

“Not at all! Well, yes.. but… I don’t mind,” he answered, finally finding his voice if only to make sure you didn’t excuse yourself for being especially nice. His eyes carefully gazed upon your face, especially focusing on the rosy tint of your cheeks. He hadn’t seen it so often because you were typically very comfortable around the team.

“Good!” You responded with a smile, but it trailed off into an awkward silence. You had expected Koganegawa to give you his other hand, so you waited until you realised you would have to pick it up yourself. “Almost done,” you mumbled as you did.

“Maybe I’ll be a better setter if I don’t need to have them taped up all the time,” he wondered under his breath, eyes now watching your connected hands again while you filed. You made sure there were no ridges or anything. That’s why it was taking so long! Not at all because holding his hand even like this was kind of nice.

“You’re progressing very well as a setter,” you answered automatically, knowing so from how you watched them. It was your job in the club, after all, to keep track. “I just don’t want you to hurt yourself more than necessary just for a club,” you continued, chuckling to yourself at the thought of how Kogane made this into a contact sport within the team, tumbling into the other blockers when he got a bit too excited. His ambition and spirit were part of what drew you to him in the first place.

Kogane wondered if there was smoke in his lungs, feeling them tighten and then butterflies erupting at your kind words. “Th-thank you,” he said again. Most of the other guys had finished their own business of cleaning out the gym and were moving on to the locker room. Futakuchi might be mentally preparing something for Kogane to fix when he was done being pampered. Not out of jealousy or anything…

One week later, you’re sitting in your classroom with your friends. It’s lunch period and you’re all chatting away about this or that. There was some extra energy in you to finish this school day, knowing that you have volleyball practice after.

However, your attention suddenly diverts from your friend who is telling all of you about something she watched on TV, to a head of angry-bird hair quickly zooming past the windows out in the hallway. Only a second later, Koganegawa appeared in the doorway. His eyes looked around for a moment before finding yours and lighting up like a golden retriever. You sent him a small wave and your friends stopped talking abruptly as the tall setter walked towards you. “Hello!” He said, perhaps a little too loudly for the setting, but no one said anything about it.

“Kogane, what’s up?” You asked, a bit confused. It’s not that you minded, but you rarely communicated with the players outside of the club unless you passed each other in the hallway. The boy bowed to your friends and looked back at you.

“I was thinking, maybe we should do my nails before practice this time?” he said with emphasis on ‘before’ and looking quite determined.

You laughed, a kind of nervous yet happy reaction. It was short and light, but you couldn’t help but adore him. Kogane wasn’t sure how to feel, but he didn’t have much choice but to stare when you looked so gorgeous. “You’re right!” You finally said, leaning over your bag to fish out the nail file again and letting your friends go back to their conversation while you had your attention elsewhere. They already knew about your crush on the setter from how you spoke about him, even if you didn’t know yourself. “Why don’t you sit down? I’ll do it in between finishing my lunch.”

Following this episode, some might say you paid even more attention to Kogane than before. He would come into your classroom at least once a week so you could fix up his nails, even going as far as adding nail polish which he really liked. Especially when yours matched. For volleyball practice, it seemed like he was turning to you every time he felt he did something right and it would always surprise him how you were already looking at him and sent him a thumbs up. The team was fed up, not seriously of course, but there was something disgusting about this whole young love thing. How you two would blush and stutter, awkwardly trying to spend more time together while also trying to not be too obvious in your approaches. They just had to do something.

So Futakuchi swept up beside you after one particular practice, leaning on your shoulder as if you were so much shorter than him. “Fancy joining some of us to go get food?” He asked as if it was the most charming offer ever.

You snorted a laugh and hummed for a moment as if considering, before shrugging his arm off you. “Sure.” You glanced over your shoulder at some of the other guys who were slowly emerging from the locker room. “Who’s going?” You asked, obviously curious about one person in particular, and the smirk on Futakuchi’s face made it obvious that he knew.

“Your favourite will be there.” He teased before winking and walking back to join the others.

When all of you got to the chosen fast-food restaurant, you were walking alongside your favourite setter in front of the others, not noticing anything around you as you discussed whatever odd topic came to mind. It was fun and you enjoyed talking to him outside of school or practice. Maybe you should do this more often. You were so distracted, in fact, that neither of you two noticed when all the others scrambled away and left you, giggling to themselves. Koganegawa was the one who finally looked around, about to ask Onagawa something.

You stopped as well, asking “Where the hell did the others go?” Koganegawa checked his phone, eyes widening at the message from Futakuchi in the team group chat that you managers weren’t in.

Say we had to leave and take your chance to hang out;)

So he looked at you, stuttering for a moment before explaining. “Futakuchi said they had to go.” It wasn’t a very convincing or fleshed-out explanation, but with the captain’s name involved you could only sigh and accept your fate. He wasn’t slick, to say the least.

“We can just order and leave if you want,” you suggested with that sweet smile of yours, looking up at the guy with somewhat hopeful eyes. At least he wished they were hopeful.

“I don’t mind hanging out,” he answered, sticking to the script he got. “If you want!” and so you both nodded and settled into comfortable conversation, spending the evening eating and learning more about each other outside of the court.

Next practice, the team was shocked to find out the two of you still weren’t admitting to your feelings for each other. Still blushing and giggling and trying not to be too obvious while everyone else watched on, dumbfounded.

“Why don’t you just ask her out?” Sakunami asked Koganegawa while they were getting dressed for practice, making him nervous just thinking about it.

“What if she says no,” he pouted. Futakuchi pinched between his eyebrows, putting a harsh hand on his underclassman’s shoulder.

“We promise you she won’t.”

So while you were handing out the water bottles, Kogane just asked.

“Y/n! Will you go out with me?” he yelled and closed his eyes, like not seeing your face would make the possible rejection better. You waited with rosy cheeks and that sweet smile of yours until he peeked one eye open.

“Yes.”

Years later, after high school had passed and you both tried to figure out your lives before settling into some jobs that might be permanent or might not be, you and your high school sweetheart decided this was a forever kind of thing. The two of you wanted to figure out all of life’s obstacles together, and Kogane got the assistance of his new teammates for a sweet and small proposal. Kyotani and Tsukishima were not exactly overly excited as they distracted you for an hour or two before leading you to the magical spot your boyfriend had picked out, where he was waiting with the brightest smile.

Let’s just say your fiance’s nails and yours looked exceptional in the engagement photos.

masterlist

/This is actually one of the first pieces I ever wrote for Haikyu, but I felt like it wasn't good enough to post

[tsukk1]

[senfrogs band au] the sillies in merch ft. two pretty bestfriends ✌🏽⭐️

[juniperarts]

Hello Haikyuu!! fandom, please consider these two good boys (the lack of content involving them together is an injustice), thank you.

[cottonlemonade]

A Clumsy Couple Makes Out

word count: 746 || avg. reading time: 3 mins.

pairing: University!AU Koganegawa x chubby!Reader

genre: suggestive fluff, touching™

warnings: mdni, strong suggestiveness, lightning-quick mentions of insecurities

At first you weren‘t quite sure if studying with Kanji was such a good idea. Having only recently confessed to you after a game, his proximity, especially if you two were alone, always kind of fried your brain which wasn‘t ideal when trying to retain knowledge. He was laying on your bed while you sat on the floor, back leaning against the frame. Whenever he sighed in frustration his breath brushed your neck, very rudely distracting you, but much to your surprise you got through your notes pretty quickly.

As you closed your eyes trying to memorize a certain date, you felt his lips on the back of your neck, letting goosebumps run all over your body. You drew in a sharp breath.

“It’s so nice to study with you… but also…”, another kiss on your shoulder and mumbling cutely against your skin he said, “you’re really pretty when you’re so focused.”

For a second you contemplated whether to pull him down onto the fluffy carpet or to climb up to him on the small bed, but he, now very eager apparently, was already slithering down to you. Pushing the notes out of harm’s way you pressed yourself closer to him. He supported your head when he carefully moved in, so that you lay back on the carpet with him on top. You never realized how incredibly comfortable this rug was until now. A truly excellent purchase. The soft music from the stereo directed the movements of your bodies.

Kanji really was an amazing kisser. Firm, but tender and his big hands were always where they needed to be. Whenever you found yourself in his arms, all your insecurities seemed to be brushed away by his hands, lips and words. Kanji made it very clear that he loved your tummy chub, your fleshy thighs and generous butt. Besides thinking that they were adorable and cuddly, it made him more confident in his advances, knowing he couldn’t hurt you so easily.

So for all his usual endearing clumsiness he changed completely as soon as his lips were on your skin. His hands now moved up to your breasts, first softly caressing them as if by accident, but when you didn’t object, he became more confident, deepening the kiss and finally cupping your breast. You gave a small gasp and arched into his touch. He smiled brightly into the kiss and squeezed again and again, finding great pleasure in your responses.

When you breathed his name, however, he got carried away. So carried away in fact that you jumped at a particularly harsh squeeze.

“Ow!”

He backed off immediately, sitting up with his back against a wall, trying to hide his obvious excitement with strategic hand placements.

“Oh my god, are you okay? I’m so sorry!”

You sat up as well, rubbing your stinging breast with a pained smile.

“A bit softer, please.”, you laughed and his cheeks turned as pink as never before. It was truly remarkable how he could flip the switch from playful lover to shy baby bean like that.

“I’m really sorry.”, he stammered again, looking down at the floor.

“It’s alright.”, you smiled and moved over to kneel in front of him, taking one of his large hands from his lap.

With a sweet smile you brought it to your breast again, closing your own much smaller hand around his to provide an example of an appropriate use of strength.

His lips parted, his eyes met yours and his breathing became very shallow.

“Just like so.”, you said innocently.

He leaned forward to catch your lips again, his kisses much hungrier now than before.

Your original plan was to casually straddle him like it was a normal Tuesday. Maybe run your fingers through his two-toned hair and then kiss him until your lips went numb.

What you did not plan on doing was kneeing him in the crotch.

He winced loudly and crumpled a bit forward.

“Oh no! Oh my god! Kanji, are you okay?! I am so so sorry!”

He dramatically fell over to the side, making a noise between grunt and a whine, which quickly turned into a hollow chuckle.

“I am so sorry.”, you repeated, patting his back, but you couldn’t help but join his laughter.

“Maybe we could watch a movie for now. Six feet apart on the couch.”, you suggested and he nodded, still grimacing a little, but agreeing to let you help him to the living room.

[neddtar]

Dateko Log4 but mostly Moniwa