#kanji koganegawa x reader

[toru-oikawas-milkbread]

The Haikyuu Characters Text you “I Can’t Sleep” | Pt.5

Pairing: Haikyuu boys x f!reader

Notes: The end is finally here. Sometimes with series like this, I can get bored by the end of the chapter. Especially since there’s 5 of these whereas other series I have don’t have as many, but I actually wasn’t bored with this series at all. It was fun the entire time and I enjoyed writing for all of these characters. Especially the cutest Koganegawa 

In this chapter, the characters include: Futakuchi, Koganegawa, Aone, Ukai, and Hoshiumi! 

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[revasserium]

the whiners, diners, and 69-ers

the whiners

he likes it when you take control, when you're a bit meaner than you usually are, when you tell him that he can't touch, smack him on his cheeks when his eyes roll back too far, when you grind your hips down and put on a show for him, making him beg, bend over him to press your fingers to his lips, ask him how badly he wants it -- wants you --

"s-so much -- please -- please!"

and he sounds so good, looks so pretty begging like he is, his cheeks pink, his lips bruised and kiss-swollen, his own his canting up against yours, desperate as you use him for your pleasure.

HINATA, yamaguchi, kenma, KOGANEGAWA

the diners

he likes to take it slow, likes the show, likes the rose petals and red wine, the black lace, taking his time. he likes spreading you out beneath him, pinning your arms above your head, kissing you deep, teasing you till you break apart for him, likes it when you have the entire night splayed out before you, when he can paint pleasure across every inch of your skin.

"hm... like that, princess? how about here? ah -- that feels good doesn't it? how good? tell me... use your words now, pretty girl..."

and he thinks nothing looks so delicious as the sight of you, the taste of you as you come over his tongue, his fingers, fuck you into hypersensitivity before he'll give you what you really want.

KUROO, tsukishima, AKAASHI, oikawa, iwaizumi

the 69'ers

he likes it quick, likes it dirty, likes it hot and heated, likes losing himself in you and the way you lose yourself in him too, all eager fingers and sloppy lips -- the both of you panting, whining, hissing when he hikes up your skirt, pushes three fingers into you, groans when he feels how wet you are already, whispers all the nasty things he wishes he could do to you --

"think you'd like that? hm? yeah -- oh fuck you're so tight -- shit --"

thinks he could lose his mind just from how tight you are over his fingers, keens when he finally thrusts into you, his hips quick and arhythmic, the both of you drunk on the feeling of each other, intent on chasing your own pleasures.

BOKUTO, kyoken, terushima, kageyama???

[luvingtsumu]

TODDLER!HAIKYUU BOYS that will be possesive over their favorite daycare caregiver.

His favorite game was when you pretended to be a princess and he was the brave and charming knight that saved you.

For his 3 year old brain, you were the prettiest girl he'd ever seen, you always made sure his milk was warm and that he had his favorite stuffed animal whenever he took a nap.

Every time he saw you with another child on your arms, he felt the absolute betrayal. Why would you take care of another kid that wasn't him!?

"No!" he whined as he hold onto your leg while you had in your arms a sleeping little boy "y/n mine!" he puffed out his cheeks as he intensely pulled your shirt trying to catch your attention back to him.

You found him adorable, but every day it was more difficult to keep him from pushing the other kids that got close to you, and you were sure his mommy didn't like you because he seemed to like you more than her; and it was always a problem when she came to pick him up, because he never wanted to leave their place in your arms.

—MIYA ATSUMU, MICHINARI AKAGI, RYUNOSUKE TANAKA, YUU NISHINOYA, KAGEYAMA TOBIO, HINATA SHOYO, LEV HAIBA, OIKAWA TOORU, TAKAHIRO HANAMAKI, KANJI KOGANEGAWA, BOKUTO KOTARO, SATORI TENDOU, GOSHIKI TSUTOMU, MOTOYA KOMORI.

[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

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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.

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[dira333]

Roll the Dice Drabbles - Koganegawa & Hoodie

“Why do girls like wearing the hoodies of their boyfriends?” 

You turn at the question but finish your mouthful of popcorn before you answer.

“Counterquestion. Why do boys like it when girls wear their clothes?”

“I don’t know. I never had someone wear my clothes. “

“Not even your sister?” You ask, now getting curious. The documentary you were supposed to watch is slowly turning into background noise.

“Nah, she thinks I have no fashion sense.”

“Oh, same.” He throws you a look and you giggle. “I’m so sorry Kanji, but I’ve never seen you wear anything else besides gym clothes and your school uniform. Do you even own anything else?”

“I have a hoodie!” He tries to defend himself - but fails admirably.

-

“To answer your question, I think there are three reasons. At least there are for me. First, boy’s hoodies are really comfy. Second, if the boy smells good, the hoodie smells good too. And third is probably the same reason boys like seeing girls wearing their clothes.” You tell him with that twinkle in your eye that you always get when you’re holding back a joke or a tease or something else. Ever since you started to help him with his studies he’s started to learn more about you too. And he can’t say he wants to stop learning soon.

“And what’s that?”

“Ah…” Now there’s the smile that he likes the most. It’s small, almost not there.

-

“Is that my hoodie?”

You freeze at the question, crossing your fingers behind your back when you answer.

“Is it? I thought it was Tsukishima’s.”

Said blonde snorts in the kitchen as Koganegawa’s face falls into something looking like confusion.

“Do you have the same hoodie as me, Tsukki?”

“Don’t call me that.” The words are lacking the venom, have lacked it for months now. It’s more of a trademark phrase now. 

“That’s not my hoodie,” Tsukishima tells you, giving you a pointed look that you ignore.

[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

[llightshower]

hq boys fav part ab their thick s/o

warnings: pretty suggestive, groping is mentioned a bit, stretch marks, afab!reader.

his head is always in your thighs. laying down? between your thighs. sitting on the couch? between your thighs. n while y’all are sitting together, his hands are on your thighs. squeezing em, needing on em. he alsoo loves your ass, constantly groping your when you hug… gives him comfort.

matsukawa, iwaizumi, daichi, tanaka

his hands are always tracing your stretch marks on your stomach, or on your side. he’ll grab it sometimes too ‘n kiss you alll over your stomach. you get all flustered too, sometimes a bit embarrassed but he truly loves all your curves and rolls.

oikawa, sugawara, kageyama, yamaguchi

tits, your tits. he’s groping your tits at home, always. he loves to leave kisses down your neck, to your collarbone, to your breasts, leaving hickeys all over you. when you wear skin de tight shirts that bring out your boobs he’s just all over you.

kuroo, akaashi, tendo, koganegawa.

seeing you in shorts is like a reward for this guy, especially booty shorts. the way your ass slightly peaks out n he can see your panties! he will also make any excuse to grope your ass, like hugging you. his hands slowly make his way down to your ass n he’ll squeeze it.

terushima, bokuto, kyotani, noya, makki (someone (@seijhoeist) reblogged this and said makki should be here and i see it, so this is for you.)

[mymegumi]

THAT BOY’S A MUNCH! ˙˚˙ᵕ꒳ᵕ˙˚˙‧̍̊

comes home for work and practically begs to eat you out on the daily. could spend hours eating your pussy out n making you come over and over again. asks you incessantly to sit on his face, insists that even if you do crush him, he’ll die happy cause ‘he suffocated in that pussy’. will rut and grind his poor cock into the bed, his hand, the floor, anything just to get off at the same time as you but doesn’t want to fuck you just yet. gets so turned on when you smush your thighs against his head cause the feeling of his tongue circling your clit is just too much for you. would rather spend hours eating you out than fucking you, just because it turns him on so much to see you come just from his mouth.

hanamaki takahiro, NISHINOYA YUU, tanaka ryuunosuke, hinata shoyo, haiba lev, koganegawa kanji, BOKUTO KOUTAROU, MIYA ATSUMU, hirugami sachiro

[toru-oikawas-milkbread]

The Haikyuu Characters Responding to “Would you Die For Me?” | Pt.5

Pairing: Haikyuu boys x f!reader

Notes: Welcome to the final chapter for this prompt. I remember writing the rest of this series and I absolutely loved all of it. So, after what feels like forever to me and I’m sure even longer to you all, here we are at the finale. As always, thank you all for your patience. I hope you enjoy this chapter!

With all that being said, in this chapter, the characters include: Futakuchi, Koganegawa, Aone, Ukai, and Hoshiumi. 

If you want to check out my masterlist for the texting series posts as I make them, you can follow {this link} to the page!

[kenma-sweets]

them reacting to you being sick

A/N:  sry about the wait :3 i hope everyone enjoys <3

DOES NOT KNOW how to take cake of anyone !!!! definitely misread the instructions on the medicine label. probably also thinks that taking double the dosage makes it work faster… you’re better off taking care of yourself

lev, mattsun, tendou

insists that you have to get up and move around to get better (regardless of how sore or tired you are). they have never taken care of someone before in their life

hinata, bokuto, koganegawa

don’t even THINK about doing anything for yourself. they is at your beck and call. you shift because you get too hot ? they are already removing one of your (many) blankets and giving you cool water

sugawara, yamaguchi, iwaizumi, ushijima

is sick with you

kenma, asahi, oikawa

likes and reblogs are much appreciated <3 

[sassycheesecake]

Haikyuu boys that would text like this:

-OIKAWA TORŪ, MIYA ATSUMU, Terushima Yuji, Kuroo Tetsurō, Yamamoto Taketora, Koganegawa Kanji, Tanaka Ryūnosuke, SUGURU DAISHŌ, Suna Rintarō, Hoshiumi Kōrai

[whatisreggieshortfor]

Differences

Koganegawa x m!reader

Koganegawa was described as a lot of things. Big. Loud. Friendly. Energetic. Excitable. Soft. Stupid. Blonde. Birdlike. Clumsy. Clueless.

He wasn’t a star player. Not yet. But he knew he could get there.

But you on the other hand?

You were described very differently. Quiet. Dark. Unsocial. Hard. Aggressive. Intelligent. Handsome. Graceful.

You reminded him of the second year he’d seen at Aoba Johsai, and you couldn’t have been any more different from Koganegawa if you tried.

He was the extrovert tactless underscorer.

You were the introvert brilliant overachiever.

And Koganegawa couldn’t help but watch you.

You weren’t in his class- you were way too smart- but he didn’t think anyone could overlook you. Top spot of all the students in first year. Head of the debate team. Best reporter for the school newspaper.

So it would be just his outrageous luck that you would be assigned to the story on the volleyball club.

Coach Oiwake and Nametsu had stood next to you, addressing the information that you’d be getting photos and asking the team questions, and he couldn’t miss the smirk Futakuchi threw his way.

Koganegawa knew he was in trouble, he hadn’t exactly been quiet about his infatuation with you, because quiet didn’t describe him.

The captain would waste no time letting Koganegawa’s crush slip if he had the chance, even though the setter kind of wished he would so the setter knew if he had even a small chance of asking you to the approaching school dance.

And then you called Aone over first, which surprised most of the team. Futakuchi was the captain, they figured he’d be first, but you didn’t talk much more than Aone it seemed, so they let it go. But then you moved through the rest of the second years without speaking to Futakuchi, and started on the first years. Eventually you made it to Koganegawa. And the setter didn’t miss the way Futakuchi was annoyed by the fact, even as his captain sent a smug smirk his way and let out a loud comment that you must want to take your time interviewing him.

You waited all of three seconds after his comment, only to ensure the coach wasn’t looking, before you flipped him off.

If Koganegawa wasn’t enthralled with you before, he would be now.

“Koganegawa,” he stiffened at his name leaving your lips, “What is your favorite thing about playing for the volleyball team?”

“Probably doing the wall with Aone.” He grinned nervously as you took notes, “I’m not the best setter yet, but I feel like I help there.”

“Do you think you’ll want to pursue volleyball after school here? Professionally?” Your face was like angry stone.

Koganegawa blinked, he hadn’t thought about it, “I might. I like playing, I’m new to the game but it’s great!”

You nodded, jotting down new notes, “What are your thoughts on Futakuchi? Is a decent captain?”

Koganegawa stopped to think about that, missing the glare and death gesture you shot at his captain, “He picks on me a lot,” he settled on, “but he knows how to push the team and get us to try our best. He’s probably the best choice for the position.”

You nodded again, this time not looking up from your notepad as you asked the next question, “Have you thought about who you want to take to the school dance? The-“ you cleared your throat, still not lifting your gaze, “the readers want to know.”

Koganegawa felt his face burn, eyes widening, “I- uh- Yeah? There is a gu- a person in mind.” You nodded again, but he saw your shoulders slump and wondered why, so his mouth moved faster than his brain, “I mean, I’ll probably get shut down. You- I mean, they are way too good for me.”

Your eyes shot up to meet his, the angry look he always saw on your face melting into a flushed shock. But then something over his shoulder seemed to catch your gaze, because you were suddenly clearing your throat, angry expression settling back into your flushed cheeks, “And what sort of flowers would you like this person to ask you with? Uh-“

“The readers want to know?” His head snapped over to see Futakuchi standing there, “Y/N, do the readers really care?”

You narrowed your eyes at him, snarling, “Back off, Kenji, or I’m telling Auntie how your starting shit again.”

But the captain just smirked, “Sure, get me in trouble. You think your mom will be happier to hear that you might start dating a walking disaster?”

“Don’t get him confused with yourself now. She’d be over the moon to hear that over hearing that I almost broke your nose again.”

“I’m sorry,” Koganegawa interrupted with eyes like saucers, “What the hell is happening?”

Futakuchi laughed, ignoring your glare as he turned to the setter, “Well, my dear cousin here has a crush I’ve noticed, and he hates that I figured it out.”

“Don’t sell yourself short,” you argued, “I just hate you in general.”

Undeterred, the captain kept his gaze on Koganegawa, “He hates more that I know whether his crush likes him and I refuse to just say yes or no.”

“Why wouldn’t his crush like him?” Koganegawa asked, genuinely lost in what was happening, “Are they an idiot?”

“They are-“

“They are not!” You cut him off, “Being oblivious and forgetting to study isn’t the same as just being stupid. Now butt out, Kenji!”

“Interesting that he talks the most in front of you,” Futakuchi quipped as he walked away, “Isn’t it?”

“One day I’m going to ruin his life.” You muttered under your breath.

“Ignore him,” Kanji gave you a small smile, ignoring his own twisted gut that you liked someone, “But maybe you should just confess. Then he won’t have it to hold over you anymore.”

You scoffed, “Yes, because I definitely have the personality to be compatible with a ray of sunshine like… they are.”

Kanji shrugged, “If they don’t like you the way you are, then they aren’t worth another thought. I… I think you’re perfectly fine this way.” Koganegawa had always been described as a lot of different things, and some of those things meant that he would just take leaps with no idea where he’d land. “I would accept if… ya know, I were them.”

Koganegawa was a big guy. But as you stared at him while those words left his lips, he seemed to shrink in on himself, like he was trying to make himself a smaller target for you to ridicule. “You never answered my last question.” You said instead. The setter blinked, the question completely forgotten after his captain had interrupted. You seemed to pity him, which is not a characteristic he thought could be attributed to you, even as you didn’t meet his gaze, “What kind of flowers would you want someone to ask you to the dance with?”

His cheeks burned again, mind emptying of the names of any plants let alone his favorites, the words slipped out on their own, “Just whatever their favorite is.”

You gave him a small smile, something he had only seen grace your features when you thought no one was around, and he found himself lost for a minute in how good it looked before you shooed him away.

The next day, he wandered into his class to find origami roses sitting on his desk, a note neatly written next to the bundle asking him to the dance.

From you.

Koganegawa couldn’t hide his big smile if he tried.

He was described a lot of ways.

You were described very differently.

But the two of you… you just might be complementary enough to work.

[dira333]

Roll the Dice Drabbles - Koganegawa & Karma

You don’t really believe in Karma. If you did, you’d probably try a little harder to do good every day. Life is already hard as it is without having to feel like every good deed not done will result in a punishment later.

That still doesn’t explain why you’re here, though.

Here, that’s the seat next to Yachi Hitoka, resident sweetheart of your College Class. You call her a sweetheart because you’re friends with her and you don’t feel threatened by her grades, her looks, or the fact that she got an internship when everyone else was still wondering if their major was the right fit for them.

Well if you’d believe in Karma, it could all be easily explained. 

Because you noticed her having an anxiety attack in the line at the coffee shop and actually did something about it. You know, unlike the other times when you might have been able to help but were too shy to speak up.

“Here.” You had tapped her on the shoulder, offering her some of your gummy bears with a hand that was shaking just as much as her body. “Sweets always calm me down.”

That had been almost a year ago. 

As it turned out, Yachi Hitoka was in three of your classes, lived near you and liked Volleyball. And as it turned out, you seemed to have a thing for Volleyball Players. Or rather, one Volleyball player, singular. And that guy played on the same time as Yachi’s High school friend.

“Hello Tsukishima-kun!” Hitoka called out next to you and waved. 

The blond turned, nodded at her and turned back around. The setter next to him with the adorable black streak in his hair and the cute tilt to his smile turned to look at the two of you as well. Your cheeks burned with heat when he caught you staring. 

Hitoka laughed next to you when you buried your head in your arms. 

“You gotta wave too.” She encouraged you, her left elbow digging into your side. “And call his name.”

“He already saw me staring at him. He’s going to think I’m a stalker.”

“Why would he think you’re a stalker? You’re only watching his game.”

“Yeah, that’s even worse.” You groan. “He probably thinks I’m just really into Volleyball.”

This is the sixth game you’ve watched in person. Your crush had started innocently, during your second year of High school, when your school had been to the Nationals - like every year - and you had performed with the marching band - like every year.

But there was Dateko Tech, playing at the Nationals for the first time in years and instead of watching the Miya brothers play like most of your school did, you watched Koganegawa. 

You living in Hyogo should have put an end to that silly crush. 

But then you got a scholar ship to your dream school in Tokyo. And you met Yachi. And Yachi was friends with Tsukishima who just so happened to play in the same team as Koganegawa. And your silly little crush had not faded from the first time you’d seen him on a Volleyball Court. 

If you’d believe in Karma, than this would be the punishment for all the good deeds not done. Being so close to your crush and still unable to speak to him. Just because you’re shy.

“Y/N, Hitoka.” Tsukishima greets you after the game. You’ve learned that he’s easier to be around after he’s played a game, but only when he’s won. He’s a bit cranky when he looses.

Kyoutani is  two steps behind him, wearing his usual expression of annoyance that can only be seen when they a) just won and b) Koganegawa’s arm is slung around his shoulders and he’s talking a mile a minute.

You’re tense, like you usually are when Koganegawa is in earshot. You’re hyper aware of everything going on around you, like you usually are when there are more than three people present.

“Would you want to go out with me?” 

Okay maybe you’re not as aware of your surroundings as you should be. Because Tsukishima’s words take you by surprise. 

You look at Hitoka who’s blinking in surprise. But she’s not blushing, which means he’s not talking to her. You look to your right, but there’s no one there.

“Are you talking to me?” Your voice breaks in the middle. God, you’re so embarrassing.

“Yeah.” Tsukishima is scary when he looks at you like that. Like a bird of prey, just waiting to attack.

“I-” You catch sight of Koganegawa behind him. He doesn’t look surprised. He looks- angry?

“I’msosorrybutIdonotlikeyoulikethat!” You press through your teeth as you bow with an impressive speed, turning away before he can get another word in and run away

[rae-is-typing]

In Which he Accidentally Confesses || Shibayama Yuki, Koganegawa Kanji

Notes: huge thanks to @millenialfanfictionaddiction​​ for proof reading!! 

Description: he accidentally confesses his feelings

Warnings: negative self talk, yuki being a bb, anxious kogane, kogane is also bb

Image count: 8

Masterlist

Shibayama Yuki

Koganegawa Kanji

[the-haikyuu-trash]

HAIKYUU BOYS THAT WOULD

tags : period mention

Be definitely the type to say “go drink some water! ☺️” with pure intentions when you told them randomly your period cramps is set on to destroy your whole body. You love them, you really do but you’re this close to abolish his existence and want to scream at them that “WATER DOESNT DO SHIT—“

• Bokuto Koutaro, Tanaka Ryūnosuke, ATSUMU MIYA, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Taketora Yamamoto, LEV HAIBA, Koganegawa Kanji

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

🐸Sendai Frogs Group Chat🐸

I Have a Question YN 🙃

Warnings: None 🤗 unless you count mentions of kissing

A/N: I had an Anon ask a while ago to do a Sendai Frog chat and I decided today was the day!! I hope you all enjoy!