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With No Glasses On
Pairing: Takeda Ittetsu x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, domestic fluff, cock riding, gentle sex, kissing, slow sex, naked cuddling, praise
Word count: 0.9k
A/N: Takeda is so cute I want to hug and kiss him all the fucking time.
Everything was slow and steady in your relationship with Takeda. From the time it took to confess, to your first date, your first kiss, the first time you had sex, to the moment you moved in together. It was maybe too slow for some but for you it was just the right pace.
"Baby, slow down." Takeda placed his hands on your ass and pushed you down against his body. "A-at this rate... I'll come too fast!"
His sexual stamina, at least when it comes to how quickly he can get hard, is impressive. The amount of time he lasts? He was working on that part. When he was close and felt like it was too fast for him he asked you to slow down, sex with you was too enjoyable to not try to make it last as long as possible. Plus it wasn't often that he got days off work and the two of you could spend it together.
Takeda grunted when instead of moving your hips you began tightening around his cock constantly. "Not helping." He whined as his head fell back wards on the pillow. "Fuck! Really not helping!" You smirked against his neck while listening to him moan but he didn't try to put a stop to what you were doing either.
You traced your hands up to his face, feeling his clean shaven skin, so soft, almost softer then yours. Now that wasn't fair. "We said we'd do stamina training remember? I'm doing my part." You kissed his shoulder firmly, "Are you?" He moaned again as you clenched tight around him and pushed your hips back and forth just a few inches. "Your cock's twitching. You're so close aren't you Takeda? You want to come in pussy first thing in the morning don't you?"
"Yes! Want to but... not gonna. Not yet." Voice almost like he was in pain he urged you to stay still again. His cock pulsed hot and hard inside you as his whole body stilled with effort.
His determination to this was admirable. As was his blushing face and neck, hell the tips of his ears were red. Strong yet gentle hands knead the softness of you ass, then ran down to your thighs and massaged back up in an attempt to get you to have mercy on his cock.
You couldn't do that when your boyfriend was the most adorable man on the entire planet. His big brown eyes looking up at you with awe, his lips swollen from kissing and glasses askew in his face. Speaking of his glasses, "Let's put these to the side. They're expressive. You should take better care of them you know?" His blush deepened but he couldn't hold back a laugh when you pulled the glasses off his face and placed them on the wooden nightstand. "I think you've had enough time to cool off."
Takeda's eyes widened for a second. "What should I do then?"
You grinned as you dragged yourself up to his ear, hearing him hiss as more of his cock got exposed, "Fuck my pussy until I can't walk straight. I know you have the stamina for it. I know you can do this for me Takeda." Your hips snapped backwards, taking his whole cock again.
He hissed through his teeth, hands pushing down on you again, "You know I'll make you feel good, baby." When he got serious he never quit until the job was done.
He still took is slow, but made sure every thrust was long and deep, making you feel every inch of his cock and him feeling every flutter of your pussy in return. With one hard thrust upwards he pulled your knees closer to him, making your ass rise into the air. This position allowed him more room to move, more room to fuck you faster.
"Just like that. You're doing so good Takeda." You panted against his neck before finding his lips. One of his arms wrapped loosely around your back, smoothing up and down while he ramped up his pace, bottoming out every time to hit you deep.
"Always gonna be good for you. Gonna do my best to make you the happiest woman in the world." He promised while you could hardly focus on his words. All your attention was stolen by his cock pumping in and out of your dripping pussy. "I'll make you come all over my cock okay? Can you come on my cock?"
Your boyfriend may not have a mean bone in his body. Which was something found quite endearing about him. "Of course love. Watch me come on your cock." You leaned back to sit on him and smiled when he squinted at you. Right, he didn't have his glasses.
His cock twitched as your pussy walls fluttered around his length. Loose then tight, then loose then tight again. "Fuck. Gonna come." Not before you he didn't. He waited until your pussy was at it's tightest before he pushed his hips up to yours. You almost jealous of the condom that got filled with his come. Not almost actually. But neither of you were anywhere near ready to be parents, you just started living together. "You're so sexy on top of me. Best way to start the day." His smile warmed your heart and made your pussy flutter at the time.
"It's one of my favorite ways too." You leaned down and kissed him on the lips.
"Cuddles then breakfast? I can make you a creampie." His eyebrows wiggled, then his hips. His cock was semi-hard. He did enjoy teasing you, it was pretty rare cause he was usually on the receiving end but it made it feel that much more special.
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.*°☆ HAIKYUU
(* = smut)
DAICHI SAWAMURA ♡
dating the student body president | daichi x fem!reader
cuddling hcs | daichi x gn!reader
SUGAWARA KOUSHI ♡
at ease | sugawara x fem!reader
KAGEYAMA TOBIO ♡
edging hcs* | kageyama x fem!reader
TENDOU SATORI ♡
timid s/o scared to initiate pda hcs | tendou x gn!reader
USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI ♡
timid s/o scared to initiate pda hcs | ushijima x gn!reader
thigh riding* | ushijima x male!reader
reaction to s/o being flirted with hcs | ushijima x fem!reader
KUROO TETSUROU ♡
s/o likes his veiny arms* | kuroo x fem!reader
catching his s/o masturbating* | kuroo x fem!reader
IWAIZUMI HAJIME ♡
s/o likes his veiny arms* | iwaizumi x fem!reader
BOKUTO KOUTAROU ♡
reaction to s/o being flirted with hcs | bokuto x fem!reader
TAKEDA ITTETSU ♡
dating hcs* | takeda x fem!reader
TSUKISHIMA KEI ♡
catching his s/o masturbating* | tsukishima x fem!reader
#masterlist#haikyuu x reader#daichi sawamura x reader#sugawara koushi x reader#kageyama tobio x reader#tendou satori x reader#ushijima wakatoshi x reader#kuroo tetsurou x reader#iwaizumi hajime x reader#bokuto koutarou x reader#takeda ittetsu x reader#tsukishima kei x reader
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Boyfriend (Takeda Ittetsu)
Takeda x Gen!Reader
<> You met when you were filling in for Ukai while he was sick in the hospital
<> Nothing serious, he just sucks at taking care of himself and his cold had gotten that bad
<> He didn't want his team to go one day without practice since some games were only days away and they still had certain plays to figure out
<> So here you come in armed with a binder and a redbull
<> Takeda was taken back when he was greeted by you instead of a tall man who smelled like cigarettes
<> Upon seeing his tired state and near exhausted eyes, you wordlessly pulled out an extra can of redbull and handed it over to him
<> You two got along well from the start
<> During the days where he shows up for practice the two of you meet up afterwards for dinner and drinks
<> Getting to know each other and making plans for the team
<> You even once stopped by his homeroom period to drop off a coffee after a night of hard drinking
<> You don't even realize you caught feelings until Ukai gets released from the hosptial and is good to start coaching again
<> You feel like the rug has been pulled from out underneath you as you placed the gym keys back into Ukai's hands
<> It wasn't like this was a permanent thing...so why did you feel this way
A knocking is what broke the quiet atmosphere that Sunday morning. You sat down your book before moving to answer the door. Takeda stood in front of you holding flowers and wearing an awkward smile.
"I um, I was wondering if you wanted to get lunch with me?" Takeda smiled boyishly while playing with the stems of the flowers. "No pressure! It's just that your amazing and beautiful and I would love for the chance to take you out." The male nervously met your eyes.
Your heart fluttered in your chest as you gently took the flowers into your hands to admire them. "I would love to." You shyly smiled at the man standing before you.
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“Good Boy” pt.2
Masterlist
Part one
Warnings: suggestive, pet play reference(s)
Ft. Hinata x GN!reader, Kageyama x GN!reader, Tsukishima x GN!reader, Tadashi x GN!reader, Ittetsu x GN!reader, Keishin x GN!reader
Summary: you call your boyfriend/husband a good boy over text <3
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If Only Then - Takeda Ittetsu
Au: Regular
Tags/Warnings: GN! Reader, Platonic relationship, angst?, freeform and stream of thought writing
Word Count: 1.7k +
Takeda would never forget his first year of teaching. Fresh out of university and into his first position, teaching students about contemporary Japanese literature —a topic he was passionate about— he was bound to meet some backlash from students who wouldn’t take him seriously. It was hard too. He couldn’t blame them; they weren’t much younger than he was, and they didn’t see a teacher when he walked through the door. They saw a friend.
One student, a social deviant who enjoyed bending the rules, would always pop up in his memory whenever a new development occurred, even years later.
Today, a student showed up with a uniform that was three sizes too big (a laundry mishap leading to the use of their older sibling’s clothes). When the teacher roaming the entrance to the school called them out on their improper dress, they responded quickly, “It’s still the uniform. I’m not breaking any rules.”
Takeda could see the scene perfectly in his mind. On the first day of school, a third-year student wearing a mixed-dressed amalgamation of both school uniforms in the back row of his classroom.
“(L/N), is it? Why are you not wearing the school-issued uniform?”
He glanced at the plaid skirt that poked out underneath the military-style jacket, briefly wondering just where your pants had gone.
“I am, technically. I just wanted to have a bit of style, ya know? Nothing in the school rules about mixing uniforms.”
The next day, you appeared in the black pants and beige sweater vest, the tie acting as a belt instead of sitting around your neck. Takeda didn’t say a word.
Sometimes he wondered how you would have acted had he been strict about your clothing, slightly regretting the hold that that 3rd-year glass had over him. Would the class have been quieter? Sullen even? Instead of the daily enthusiastic shouts of answers without raised hands and impassioned readings of plays, would it have been silent and disengaged?
Takeda knew that allowing some freedom, at least within his classroom, made students more comfortable even if they didn’t care for the content.
“Nishinoya, while I appreciate the noise, if you could have your conversation be about class topics and not about girl uniforms, I would appreciate it.”
“Who said they’re not wearing girl’s uniforms in the book?”
“The book said so. If you would actually read, you would know.”
The class laughed, but it didn’t wipe the smile off the boy’s face.
“Why are you just sitting in my classroom instead of participating in a club or studying for entrance exams?”
You kicked your feet up on the desk and lulled your head around. “I don’t know. My club closed last year because I was the last member left. So I can’t do anything about that. And I never really planned on going to university. I don’t have anything that interests me enough to pursue.”
Takeda flipped over the last test and wrote the final grade on the top corner in a red pen. He held the paper in the air. “Your test.”
You jumped off your desk and ran toward him, taking the paper in a casual grip. “93, nice.” You folded it into a small rectangle and tucked it into your pocket.
“Nice? That’s an excellent grade.”
The white fabric of your button-up folded by your neck as you shrugged. “On the higher end, ya, I guess.”
“You guess?” Takeda wanted to laugh in disbelief. “You’re an amazing student.”
“Not really. I just know how to talk to people and think a bit. I don’t study or try very hard or want to.”
“And don’t want to go to university. Even though you’d do amazingly well.”
“Yup.” You had fallen back into your seat at the back of the classroom.
“Why?”
“Why would I?”
Takeda watched students come and go, each with their own attitudes, personalities, and thoughts, yet somehow he could find you in each of them. You were a bit of an enigma. Puzzling in how you contradicted yourself, changed yourself, and became a different person from day to day, yet remained consistent.
He would teach lessons, never seeing your eyes while he stood at the front. But he’d know you were listening, paying attention, and understanding, even if your eyes were downcast.
“Kageyama, can you answer question number five? What evidence supports the claim that Takahashi has changed his views?”
“Uh..”
Takeda glanced at the boy’s desk through the side of his glasses, trying to suppress the smile on his cheeks. “If you can’t memorize game plans, pay attention to the lesson. Might I subject you to focus on the one you’ll be graded on?”
Kageyama tucked the game plan sheet into his bag, desperately trying to remember what his classmates answered for the other four questions.
“You’re good at art then.” He said, glancing over your shoulder.
You jumped, not expecting any comment, before sitting back and allowing him to see more of the ink-covered page.
“Just some sketches.”
After that, you’d run up to him at the end of class and show him whatever drawing you were working on if you were proud of it.
“What was your club activity anyways?”
“Robotics.”
“Really?
“Ya! It was cool to build and code all the parts to get things working. The last one we made could play tik-tak-toe!”
A student asked him about the unwritten relationship between two of the characters in their most recently read story. It led to a class discussion with the students trying to use the clues in the story to figure out more information. Eventually, they settled on their connection about conflicting views and learning.
In the front row of the class, Sugawara took notes with interest. Though, he had two notebooks instead of one.
“Why don’t you wear the school uniform properly, anyway?”
“Why is there a proper way to wear a school uniform?”
Takeda took in your appearance and demeanour. Non-conforming, casual, uncaring, a bit strange.
“And what about going to university? For robotic engineering, design.”
“They’re hobbies.”
“Passions,” he tried to correct.
“Not enough.”
Without realizing it, Takeda had grown to enjoy your conversations, your brain, and how you made the room feel full with just your presence and rambling words of little or existential thought.
He learnt far more than he could have expected from just a single person. It wasn’t just facts and information, but abstract learnings that could be used for later reference in different settings.
Takeda was pondering when a large 3rd-year boy ran in, tears hanging off the edges of his eye like a dam waiting to burst.
“You can cry, you know?”
The boy gave him a weary smile before falling to his knees with a loud thud.
“What’s wrong, Azumane?”
“School stuff.”
You went to university—computer engineering with a minor in digital art. Both were topics you would often give full-hearted speeches in his classroom. However, you came to visit.
“How’s university going?” He asked when you visited at the end of your first year, as any teacher would.
You gave him an expression he had never seen on your face before—a tight and strained smile that was held close to your teeth.
“I wish I had never gone.”
“You’re not failing, are you?” he tried to joke.
You scoffed but let your teeth show in a hidden laugh. “No, I’m not.”
“Then what’s wrong?”
It looked like you were about to shatter. “I’ve just lost all the love I had for it. The things I enjoyed most in the world, I now hate.”
Takeda slid open a drawer of his desk and pulled out a tissue. You, despite the offer, shook your head and looked out the window.
“Do you not need it?”
“I haven’t cried in years.” You managed to turn your attention back to him, meeting his eyes briefly before turning away.
“You can cry, you know? You’re allowed to.”
Finally, you broke.
He quickly regretted pushing you to go. It was a reminder that not every person finds their passion early and knows what they want to do with life as he did. It hurt worse when a few stray tears turned into an avalanche as you begged the empty classroom to turn back time and allow you to sit in the back row again. Begged to just sit there and talk.
Takeda wished he could have helped more than try to wipe away the tears you wouldn’t let him see.
After that, he took courses on student health and wellbeing, never having thought he would need to before.
He lost track of you, however. After a few more visits with unclear paths, you stopped appearing.
You stared outside the classroom window, watching a crow as it landed on a treetop and opened its beak in a loud caw.
“I want nothing more than to be happy and at peace. Doing whatever it is that I love doing for whatever reason. I don’t need big achievements, rewards, or endless growth. No need for a big wallet or name recognition. I just want to be happy.”
Takeda heard your response with a curious ear. If only he had done what he taught his students and looked for the clues.
The crowd was deafening, and Takeda wished he could have made a bubble to shield him and the shivering student on the bench. The boy needed a break, somewhere quiet to rest his head, even if Takeda had to fight him to do so. He was just too passionate.
On his knees, Takeda held the boy’s arms, trying to convey all the care and understanding he had while meeting his unfocused eyes. There was loss, and frustration, pouring out of the boy alongside the sweat that would continue until his body temperature was regulated. Soon, Takeda knew that tears would be joining no matter the outcome of the match. Hinata had just taken a hard blow.
“You of all people should be in peak condition. So that you can always be on the frontline when you get the chance.”
He could only hope that he chose the right words to say.
If only he could have said something more back then.
I thought it was angsty, but that might just be me self-projecting, I am mentally ill afterall. As for the MC….. uhh, thats up to you. -Bacon
Posted: 31/07/2022
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Lavender Detangler
image was taken from @ hankaashi on pinterest
Synopsis: You are Nishinoya's older sister, the fearless, confident, and reliable manager... except when faced with your feelings with the team ace. As both of your high school years are going to be coming to a close, will one of you be able to say something about how you feel? Who will overcome their nerves first?
Warnings: reader has she/her pronouns, reader is described as being short because she's nishinoya's sister, language, karasuno being chaotic, season 4 spoilers, tooth-rotting fluff.
Author's Note: My old Asahi fic, as promised. This one is a bit longer and used to be on my old wattpad account some time ago. Asahi is one of my favorite hq characters, literally my baby. This one is pure fluff, and is a bit on the longer side. Also, this fic takes place during the events of season 4 so there are some spoilers in that sense, but nothing too major. Enjoy lovelies <3
Word Count: ~ 6.9k
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They did it. In your two years of being a manager for the Karasuno boys volleyball team, you probably would have never thought that the boys would beat Shiratorizawa, much less make it to nationals. And yet, even as you stared out at the Tokyo sky on the way to the inn, even as Asahi landed that last spike to push them through to the 2nd round, you still felt that little voice whisper in your head in complete awe and disbelief.
They did it.
After the game, the Karasuno gang packed up and headed back for the inn. Most of them took a nap or stared tiredly out the window. They were all exhausted from the thrill of their first game, and they should be. They fought hard and restlessly. The boys showed everyone watching in the stands today that they didn’t come here on some fluke, they came here because they are going to win.
That’s right. The entire damn tournament.
Takeda shouted from the front, breaking you from your thoughts. “We’re here everyone!” Hinata immediately jumped up from his seat and barreled full speed toward the front. Kageyama chased after him not much longer (probably because Hinata woke him up when he started running). You chuckled at the duo and slowly got up from your own seat in the front. As everyone else piled off you began making your way toward the back. You kind of made it your own job to wake anyone up once you’ve reached the destination on road trips.
You spotted Tanaka and Yuu dozing a few seats back. You silently made your way over to them, and started to shake Tanaka.
“Tanakaaaa, wake uuuup,” you sang while shaking his shoulder. He lazily opened his eyes and let out a yawn. You then reached over to poke at Yuu’s back which was turned to you as he wrapped himself around his duffel bag. “Come on Yuu.” You didn’t have to try that hard with Yuu. After all, you woke him up for school every day.
As you leaned back, Tanaka stretched his arms above his head and asked, “(Y/N)? Are we here?” You gave him a nod and moved out of the way for him to get up. Yuu was glaring at you from behind his seat.
“What’s wrong Yuu?” you asked, smirking. “Mad cause I woke you up?”
“I was having a good dreaaammm,” he whines.
“Whatever, just get your lazy ass up and let's head inside,” Tanaka drawls as he slaps Yuu upside the head.
“My lazy ass?” Yuu retorts. Yuu grabbed his duffel bag, and then returned a smack upside Tanaka’s head as they walked toward the front of the bus. “You were sleeping too!” Here they go again…
“Boys!” you yelled at them. They stopped. “Just get off the bus!” The libero and the wing spiker left without saying another word.
You sighed while shaking your head. You considered this your own role as a manager sometimes. Kiyoko was more of the quiet one that did her job well, Yachi was the newbie still getting used to the reins, and you were the one that kept the boy’s attitudes in check (yes, even Daichi sometimes).
You still remember back when you were about halfway through your first year as a manager. You were a second-year at the time. There was a day when the boys were so rowdy that not even the old Coach Ukai could calm them down. You must had been on your period or something that day, because you got so mad at them. All of a sudden, you had started scolding them for their attitudes and lack of respect, telling them that they needed to represent Karasuno High School the right way. It scared the team a bit. Their tiny manager that was practically a foot shorter than them was putting them in line and they actually listened. And so, the role kinda stuck (though you try not to lash out like you did that day).
You smiled at the memory. You started your way towards the front until you heard a few light snores coming from a seat further back to your right. Huh, guess I missed one. You walked back to the seat, almost yelping in surprise at who you saw.
Asahi? The ace slept with his own duffel bag propped up against the window as he snuggled it like a pillow. Half his face was buried into the bag while the other half was still in a peaceful slumber. Little bits of his brown hair fell around his forehead and over his ears from his bun. One longer strand of hair fell out over his nose, and would lift up slightly whenever he let out a small snore. You wondered how he didn’t wake up from Yuu and Tanaka yelling as they got off. Daichi and Suga did say that Asahi sleeps like the dead, but you’ve never got to actually see that for yourself.
You felt heat crawl up your face and ears at the sight of him. Asahi’s face was usually always concentrated, scared, or smiling. But this was somehow different. Seeing him sleeping like that made you stop dead in your tracks and stop thinking rationally. What’s worse? He’s not even trying. Asahi’s expression, mixed with his messy hair and snores, was pulling you in like a magnet. You thought it was downright adorable.You wanted to sit by him, maybe get a little closer. Close enough that perhaps you could smell the scent off his jacket or…
Your blushing got worse. You liked to keep these thoughts under wraps, but when they did come up you couldn’t help but get flustered. Fortunately, sitting next to him was as far as you got.
Hesitantly, you reached over to grab and shake Asahi’s shoulder. “Asahi,” you whispered. He didn’t budge. God, you were so lucky that no one could see you doing this. Under normal circumstances, with everyone in here, you would have been redder than a Nekoma jersey. “Asahi,” you whispered a little louder this time, shaking his shoulder a bit more. When he stirred and sucked in a breath, you flinched and stood up so quickly that you thought your spine snapped. But sadly, it didn’t, and now here you are, watching as Asahi opened his eyes ever so slowly.
When he sits up and his eyes finally land on you, you glued your eyes to the seat you were just sitting on. “O-Oh, (y/n)! Are we here?” Asahi asks in a groggy voice while looking up at you and then out the window to see the inn.
“Y-yeah!” you answered, cursing your voice for going a little more high pitched than you planned. You forced yourself to look up at him and conceal your blush. “I woke you up…” Just as he rose, you started to walk to the front with Asahi now not that far behind you. You swore, even just feeling him walking behind you was setting off butterfly cannons in your stomach. So, you composed yourself and tried to just walk straight.
But, what if you stopped? What if you leaned back, felt the warmth of his broad chest against your head… who are you kidding, both you and him would have a heart attack if you ever tried something so bold. You couldn’t seem to place how these thoughts entered your head about someone so fragile like that...
Both of you got off the bus and walked side by side now toward the lobby. You were mentally smacking yourself for thinking such things with him so close by.
When you entered the lobby, you took a seat and forced yourself to stop and think about something else.
“I’m going to put my stuff upstairs, see ya (y/n)!” Asahi called to you, turning for the stairs. Man, you were so caught up in your own thoughts that you didn’t even talk to him! Just how awkward can you get-
“See ya for dinner!” you called from over his shoulder as he, much to your relief and dismay, disappeared upstairs.
You let out a small sigh as you watched him disappear. Of course, you’ve fallen for the Ace of Karasuno. You just couldn’t help it. Asahi is one of the greatest friends you have and probably the most caring and understanding person you’ve ever met. He interested you too, how someone that big and imposing could be so gentle. Not only that, you did think he was really attractive. You started feeling this way at the beginning of your second year, and it didn’t take long for everyone to catch on. Heck, even the current first years have noticed it (Tsukishima teases you about it so much you have to remind him to respect his fucking elders and their problems). Somehow Asahi hasn’t caught on, probably due to his usual softie mentality.
That’s probably for the best. Not wanting to screw up your friendship with Asahi is probably the reason you’ve never confessed anyway. Probably.
But you’re running out of time. After this tournament, you have a few more weeks before you both graduate and you go off to attend university. So maybe you’ll just enjoy the time that you have with him, even if you most likely won’t tell him in the end.
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Asahi walked up to the boys room with his duffel bag, his mind a flurry of thoughts. Should I have stayed back with her? No, that would seem a little creepy… What do you mean creepy? She’s your friend! Shoot, I didn’t even tell her thank you for waking me up! Great going Asahi-
When Asahi entered the boys room, he was met with Kageyama being shoved into him, causing him to drop his bag.
“Ah! Sorry Asahi,” Kageyama apologized as Asahi bent down to pick it up.
“I-it’s fi-”
“Yeah Baka-yama! Say sorry!” Hinata shouted from across the room, sticking his tongue out at Kageyama.
“You’re the one that pushed me, dumbass!” Kageyama roared before storming back over to Hinata.
Asahi chuckled and made his way over to where Suga and Daichi were watching the pair fight from a safe distance.
“Hey, Asahi! Why’d you take so long to come up?” Daichi asked. He looked a little concerned, maybe even worried. Him and Suga really are just like his parents…
“O-oh no r-reason I-” he began. Asahi tried to avoid eye contact as his own voice began betraying him again. Eye contact was dangerous with these two sometimes, even if they were his friends. Both Suga and Daichi raised an eyebrow at him. “Um… I fell asleep on the bus a-and… (y/n) woke me up,” he muttered while getting quieter as he said your name.
“Aww, well isn’t that sweet!” Suga cooed with a teasing smirk. Asahi swore, whenever he brought you up when you weren't around, they were always quick to tease him. Maybe they are his parents…
Asahi felt a tiny blush begin to form on his cheeks as he stuttered “S-S-Suga, can we not talk about this right now…”
Daichi let out a disappointed sigh. “C’mon Asahi, you’ve basically had a crush on her since she became a manager. You gotta tell her already!”
“Tell who what?” asked Hinata who suddenly appeared beside Daichi. Asahi went stiff as a board, looking nowhere else than his shoes.
“Tell (y/n) that he likes her,” he heard Tsukishima say from beside Hinata. “What? Did you not know that he has feelings for her?”
“Wait, you mean… those kinda feelings?” Hinata’s voice got louder. It felt so loud that Asahi thought he was going to faint from the embarrassment.
Yamaguchi was quick to chime in with Tsukishima. “Well yeah! Hasn’t Tsukki told you this before?” How did they know?! Noya didn’t tell them… right?
As if on cue, Tanaka and Nishinoya also joined the conversation. “Yeah man! Who would’ve thought that Asahi would have a crush on such a hot girl like her, huh? What’d you think Noya?” Tanaka asked as he laughed along with the group.
“Asahi!” Noya yelled right into Asahi’s ear, scaring the living shit out of him. Almost the whole room went quiet. Noya pointed straight into Asahi’s face, causing his eyes to widen and look at his finger. Noya then began speaking as if he were talking of destiny, “Azumane Asahi, as Nishinoya (y/n)’s younger brother, and as her sole protector for life, I grant you permission for you to court her, and-”
“Oh please. Do you even know what the word “court” means when you say it like that?” Tsukishima snickered. Asahi’s body went cold with chills as his face flushed crimson. “You’re basically giving him permission to-”
“Would you guys shhhhhh!” Suga screamed at them before dropping his voice to a whisper. Oh thank God for Suga- “The girls room is right next door! They could’ve heard you for all you know! Have some respect…” Hinata squealed a ‘sorry’ and Tsukishima just walked away with a smirk. Noya gave Asahi a firm slap on the back. Everyone else that took part in the conversation left to do their own thing.
Suga put a gentle hand on Asahi’s shoulder, causing him to look into his eyes. “Look Asahi, whenever you’re around (y/n), I notice a slight change in you. You’re not super tense. You’re actually a lot more relaxed around her. You’re more confident and a lot more happy. She pushes you to do better unlike any one of us. You gotta tell her how you feel, and you have to do it soon, Asahi.”
“Yeah, and even if she doesn’t feel the same way, she isn’t the type of person to avoid you afterwards,” Daichi adds, giving him a reassuring smile.
Asahi blushed again before smiling at the ground. Is that really how he seems around you? Sure, some of what Suga said is true. He does feel a slightly bigger push when you’re the one to give pep talks before games, and it would be a lie to say that he wasn’t happier around you, but he thought everyone felt that way…
And the other things that Suga said? Asahi would just have to see for himself. Confess to you? Him, who has never been so in love with someone, and just happens to have no experience when it comes to that same department? He’s even surprised that words just came so naturally with you but confidence be damned! He never prepared himself for this!
Well, it is his third year after all… maybe he could learn a thing or two before ending high school. What does he have to lose?
“Y-Yeah...alright.”
There was a knock before the door opened. “Alright guys, meeting in the conference room in five. Dinner will be ready shortly after!” Coach Ukai yelled above the conversations. As soon as the team responded, one by one each boy began to leave the room. Daichi gave Asahi a small pat on the back before leaving with Suga. Soon, Asahi was the only person left in the room, and the only tension present was created within his thoughts.
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You leaned your head back and closed your eyes as you let the steam and heat of the bath allow you to unwind. Kiyoko and Yachi had already climbed in with you. You sat to the right of Kiyoko and Yachi sat on her left.
“Rough day so far, (y/n)?” Kiyoko asked with her usual calming gaze. You could tell why almost all the boys were so into her. Seeing Yuu, Tanaka, and even boys from other teams try to hit on her was one of the funniest things to you. There was no denying that Kiyoko is pretty, and she always had this earthly calm about her that you just couldn’t put your finger on sometimes. Kiyoko has been your closest girl friend since you started as a manager, and now even Yachi was one too.
“Yeah,” you groaned. It may not seem like it to everyone else, but you had been stressed almost since you woke up this morning. First, there was the tension of the boys first game. Then, Kiyoko had to run back to grab Hinata’s bag that he left at the train station. The stress went away slightly after the boys won the first game, but the tension was still there now that they have to win the next one. To top it off, the boys just found out at their meeting that they would be going up against the team was ranked #2 to win nationals. Not to mention, their setter (according to Kageyama) was on the All Japan Youth team. If that didn’t make everyone’s anxiety for this tournament any worse, you didn’t know what did. You’re definitely going to make sure that the boys settle down to get enough sleep tonight.
Kiyoko and Yachi listened as you went on your rant about the day. But as you continued on, you let something slip out. “Not to mention, I woke up Asahi on the bus today. Asahi of all people! Then when we walked back I didn’t even say anything! I got so caught up in my own thoughts that I didn’t even realize how awkward I was being…”
You paused, realizing what you just said. Your hands flung up to conceal the blush now forming as you muttered something incoherent about not meaning to say that.
“Honestly (Y/N), I think it’s pretty funny how you react around someone like Asahi!” Yachi giggled. Kiyoko must have been pointing things like that out to her…
Kiyoko smiled at you. “She’s right, you know. It’s almost like you two switch personalities when you’re together.”
You turned your body to face them. “T-that’s not true!” you argued. The massive blush on your ears and face said otherwise. “I’m still the same person!”
The bathing room went suddenly quiet as if they were silently disagreeing with you. You turned to face forward again. It was if there was still another question that hung in the air that remained unspoken. “(Y/N)?” It was Yachi that spoke up.
“Yeah?” you asked somewhat hesitantly.
“You’re not...nervous to tell him you like him… are you?” Yachi asked. Your breath shuddered. There it was, that unspoken question. While it might seem normal for a person to be nervous to tell someone they liked them, much less to feel nervous about other things, ‘nervous’ was not a trait among the Nishinoya siblings. In fact, no one believed you and Yuu have ever felt nervous before. Despite Yuu’s personality being different from yours, it’s still centered around that shared trait between the both of you. The Nishinoya siblings were known on the team for being the fearless ones, Yuu in his playing ability and happy-go-lucky attitude, and you with your confident decision making and ability to push each player to do their best. It’s what made you two so reliable. You and your brother never got nervous… right? You guessed maybe that should only be said of Yuu now. After all, how can someone have no fear if they can’t confess to a silly little crush…
Maybe that’s the reason you’ve never confessed. This entire time, you thought the reason you never told Asahi how you felt was because you didn’t want to mess things up between the two of you.
I’ve been lying to myself this whole time, you thought. But, I shouldn’t lie to my friends about it…
After a few more minutes of silence, you spoke up. “Yeah. I am nervous.” Both of your friends looked to you. As you continued, your voice became lower and quieter as you sounded out your thoughts slowly. “This entire time I’ve been telling myself that maybe it was better this way because he probably wouldn’t return my feelings, but I guess I’ve been stalling.”
“That’s ok (y/n)! It’s perfectly normal for someone to get nervous over someone they like!” Yachi reassured you.
“She’s right,” said Kiyoko, putting a hand on your shoulder. “Try to be yourself around him. He’s actually a lot more confident around you than you think, so it should be like having a conversation with someone like Daichi or Suga. Just try to take those baby steps, ok? If you talk to him tonight, tell us how it went afterward.”
You smiled timidly at your two friends. “Okay, I will.”
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You stared at your phone and groaned. 9:00pm.
The boys would not shut up.
While Kiyoko and Yachi were settling down into their own sleeping areas, you calmly went over and asked Daichi if he could settle down the boys a little. That was 30 minutes ago…
Oh well, you thought. Kiyoko and Yachi were asleep now, so you thought it would be fine. It had been a while since the team got to hang out as just a plain group of chaotic high school boys rather than a serious volleyball club. They’re on this trip to have some fun too.
But if they're not quiet by 10:00, you’re definitely making sure they actually fall asleep.
With a sigh, you turned off your phone and made your way across the dark room. Careful not to wake your friends, you tiptoed to your bag in the corner and fished out your favorite pajamas: an old yet suitable t-shirt and a fuzzy pair of light orange shorts.
After changing, you grabbed your small toiletry bag and walked out of the room. Across from the girl’s room was a small washroom that was shared among all three of the rooms. You were sure that no one would enter since all the boys were in their room and Ukai and Takeda went drinking again. The washroom was completed with two sinks surrounded by a wooden counter, and a public toilet further back in the room.
You set your stuff down on the sink closest to the door. As you started to brush your teeth, you questioned if you should stay up longer tonight than usual. You didn’t feel that tired yet, and you did hear that there is a balcony near the rooms.
You leaned over the sink to spit before faintly hearing the door open. You quickly spit out the excess toothpaste and wiped your mouth on your sleeve before looking to see who stood in the doorway.
“(y/n)?” Asahi stared back at you with his wide brown eyes. He had switched his tracksuit for a plain white t-shirt and a pair of grey sweats, which you assumed was his sleepwear. He had a small green bag under his arm. Was he washing up too?
“Oh, I’m sorry I thought no one would come in here,” you tried to laugh about it as you quickly started to pack up your toiletries. Damn, you’re just acting nervous around him again!
“No! You can stay, I’ll just come back later,” he smiled politely and turned to leave.
“Wait!” you called before you even realized what you were doing. Asahi turned to look over his shoulder, surprised. Baby steps rang in your head as you took a breath and said “There’s another sink if you want to use it…”
Asahi peered over your head. “Oh! Sure...” He walked past you to the other sink and you turned to your own bag. As you brought out a comb to run through your hair, Asahi started to run the water in his sink as he fished out his own toothbrush.
Almost on instinct, you started talking to yourself in your own head, even when you desperately wanted to talk to the boy next to you. Should I even say anything in the first place? No… baby steps (y/n)! Remember! Ok, what should I say? “So how do you think tomorrow will go?” No, the tension for tomorrow is already high enough. “Nice… weather? here? in? Tokyo…?” Goddammit why is this so hard-
You sighed through your nose and put your comb back. As you looked for the next thing you needed to find in your bag, your eyes slowly drifted to Asahi. He was looking at himself in the mirror as he ran a knuckle along his jaw and muttered something about needing to shave. You assumed he decided against it as he fished out a brush and a bottle of… detangler?
One part of Asahi was happy and glad that you were sharing the washroom with him. But, the majority of him was feeling like an anxious wreck. It was only three hours ago when Asahi had promised his friends that he would finally confess his feelings to you. And now you’re here with him, alone, and you haven’t spoken a word to each other. Maybe he should say something about it now, close the gap he so desperately wanted to reach. Was he ever going to get a good enough opportunity such as this (even if it was in a washroom…)?
As Asahi got out his brush and detangler, he decided that maybe he would just talk to you for now… yeah. But, what is there to talk about-
“Is that lavender detangler?”
He raised his eyebrows and turned to look at you. You looked first at the detangler in his hand, and then up at him with a quirked eyebrow and wide, expecting eyes. You held your face wash in one hand and a hair tie in the other. And those pajamas you were wearing… gosh you looked so cute.
“Oh… yeah. It’s kind of weird I guess,” Asahi chuckled and scratched the back of his neck.
“No, not at all,” you replied matter-of-fact. “I was actually kind of wondering why some parts of the gym smelled like lavender and I was trying to figure out who it was!” You laughed. It’s true, some corners of the gym started smelling oddly great (for a gym especially). When you asked Kiyoko and Yachi if they had bought new perfume, they both replied with no, and so you became suspicious.
When you turned away to wash your face, Asahi took out his bun and began his own nighttime routine. Your butterflies fucking exploded as you rubbed the face wash gently into your skin and listened to the soft spurts of his detangler.
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For the rest of your time in the washroom, both you and Asahi held great conversation. Though the time was little, the detangler topic led to both of you complaining about your hair consistency, to what color you both would want dye your hair, to favorite colors, to favorite school subjects, and then finally to what you were talking about now, favorite parts about school.
“Well that’s easy. Being the manager for the team,” you replied nonchalantly.
“Really?” Asahi packed up the rest of his things in his little bag and turned to you. He left his hair down. You were leaning against the door, your own bag under your arm. Seeing him with his hair down is having you battle the flutter in your stomach as you try to get used to the new sight.
“Well yeah, but I guess I have to thank Yuu though after all. If he didn’t play volleyball I would probably be tripping over myself in a dance club or something!” You both laughed.
He was still laughing as you caught a glance of his face. You wanted to see his smile more. You wanted to hear him laugh more. You just wanted to keep talking to him. This is the first time you’ve been able to have a normal conversation with him without stumbling over your words and you did not want it to end this quickly. But at the same time, you probably shouldn’t keep him if he’s tired.
Asahi felt a little conflicted inside. It was clear that both of you were done washing up, but he still wanted to confess, but… well maybe now isn’t the time after all. It was still great to talk to you though.
You opened the door and walked past the doorway. “So um, are you going back to the room?”
“Well, I guess. But I probably won’t be able to sleep because of the noise. That’s the reason I came to wash up a little earlier.” Asahi responded. The moment was slipping away...
Maybe that’s one thing to thank the boys for. But is there some way to keep talking to him? He obviously doesn’t want to be by the rest of the team. Maybe you could save him from them for a couple of minutes. But where-
“Um… a-are you tired?” This was about to take a lot of courage from you…
“N-no…?” Asahi was a little confused by your question. What were you about to ask him?
“Do you wanna go hang out on the balcony for a bit?” You finally said it. A huge weight was lifted from your shoulders, but the even larger weight remained as you waited for his answer. You squeezed your hands behind your back and gulped. You prayed that he didn’t notice how nervous you were…
Asahi just stared at you for about 2 seconds, because 2 seconds was all his brain needed to overcompensate and overthink everything you just said. Did you say hang out on the balcony? As in like, with you? Alone? Together? No one else is there, right? Why? Just to keep you company? Because he said that he didn’t really want to be by the rest of the loud and obnoxious team? Did you really care enough about that to invite him on the balcony? Did you actually like talking to him?
No, that couldn’t be true…
Right?
“Yeah. We could do that.”
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You stood on the balcony, eagerly awaiting Asahi. You leaned over the railing as you took in the cold evening. The wind blew just enough to leave a slight shiver through your body and stir your hair. The lights and sounds of Tokyo filled your senses as you watched the bustling city from afar. You took a look up. The pollution of Tokyo meant you couldn’t see stars, but you imagined they were there. There wasn’t a single cloud in the sky, save for the occasional airplane flying to or from the city. You brought your gaze back down and stared forward in silent thought.
Asahi was grateful that you had arrived at the balcony first after you both left to put away your toiletries. He tried his best to get into the room to put his things away, grab his jacket, and be out of the room where the boys were now playing truth or dare. Noya caught him and tried to convince him to join in, but he politely refused and left without another word. He would have to explain himself later.
And now, there you were. You didn’t notice him behind you on the balcony. His gaze softened as he took a moment to admire you.
You were the only thing that immediately captured his attention, as always. Not the blinding lights of the city beyond, not the atmosphere around him, just you, with your back turned to him as you faced Toyko. Asahi’s breath hitched in his throat. It was in that moment that he realized that nothing else mattered. Not even breathing mattered. The lights weren’t as beautiful, the city wasn’t as loud, and the chill in the air wasn’t as prominent. Everything else seemed to dull and fade, leaving only you.
Why?
There was just something more captivating in the way your hair flowed in the wind that he seemed to forget that the wind was the reason your hair moved so fluently. The way you were standing and observing the view, almost as if you didn’t know that if everything else had eyes, then everything would be gazing and admiring you just like he did every day. The way your eyes were shining so perfectly ahead that the stars would become jealous and try to take that shine, but he would never let them because no matter how high and mighty the stars might be, no matter how many of them there were, you were so much more above them in his own eyes.
His thoughts were broken when your body jerked in a slight shiver. He realized that you had forgotten a coat because you were still wearing the same pajamas.
It was a lot windier than you thought it would be. You wrapped your arms around yourself and rubbed your bare arms. You were in such a hurry to put your things away that you didn’t have time to consider the weather.
You jumped when you felt a slight pressure on your shoulder, and then something laying across them. As you reached your hands up to feel what it was, you ran your fingers across the material of a jacket, and then heard the shuffling of someone next to you. Then you realized…
Asahi was here, and he gave you his jacket.
You turned to look at him. He was standing about a foot away from you to the right. He had his elbows propped against the balcony railing as he leaned against it. His shoulders caved slightly inward as he stared at the ground. His eyes were casted downward in a way that he almost looked ashamed, but if not, then just lost in thought. A slight tint splayed itself across his cheeks from the cold. The wind moved through his long brown hair like a dance and ruffled his white shirt against the muscle that laid beneath.
Your heart caught in your chest. Your breathing stopped as you clutched the jacket.
This was a new sight. He didn’t look scared. He wasn’t smiling. He wasn’t sleeping. He didn’t look exactly concentrated either.
He looked… ethereal.
His eyes caught yours and he stood a little straighter. “I-I… you looked cold… so… sorry if it’s weird...” His eyes casted off as he spoke. He’s adorable.
“N-no” you assured. “Not at all! Um, thank you...”
“You’re welcome... “ he smiled at you before looking down again. It was odd. It wasn’t like his body was anxious, more like just his eyes were. Could he… maybe? Unless he was just trying to be nice.
You looked down and held the jacket closer to you. Your blush was growing by the second. It may be a possibility. The jacket smelled like the lavender detangler and cedarwood. Not only that, it was warm. It smelled and felt like him, like your Asahi. Well, he wasn’t yours just yet.
Just yet.
Asahi didn’t even know why or how he managed to give you his jacket. He just felt a surge of feeling that had him act. He knew it was love, but at that moment, he never felt it so strongly. It was almost as if it were his instinct to want to make you feel happy and comfortable. Maybe he should act on that more.
Maybe he should act on that now.
You talked up first. “So, um…” you mumbled just loud enough to be audible. “How are you feeling… about tomorrow?” You instantly regretted the words as they left your mouth. You couldn’t think of another topic, so you just blurted the first thing that came to mind.
“Um… well, if I said I was feeling alright about it, I would obviously be lying,” he chuckled.
“Well, I think you’ll be alright once you get out there and kick ass like always,” you said, trying to ease his nerves. You sounded so sure of yourself. That was new, especially around Asahi.
“(y/n)...”
“Yeah?”
“Thank you for supporting me…” he faced you as he leaned against the railing, smiling at you, though he didn’t make eye contact. “It really means a lot…”
You gave him your best smile while clutching his jacket. “No need to thank us. We all have to push our ace so he can do his best!”
He blushed. Something popped into his head, and before he could stop himself, he said it out loud.
“No one pushes me to do my best as much as you, though.” He scared himself when he said it. He couldn’t even turn away. He just… looked at you. You were still so captivating. So much so that his anxiety and fears couldn’t even distract him now.
You blushed. Did he just say that? Did he… there was almost no doubt now. Your heart started to beat so loud that you couldn’t focus on your own thoughts. You could only focus on him.
You were looking at him with those beautiful eyes again. This was it. Now. He had to do it now.
“(y-y/n)...”
“Yeah…?” You turned to him.
He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. He couldn’t stop staring at you.
So captivating.
There you stood, patiently waiting.
“Asahi, are you-”
“I love you, (y/n).” And that’s when the words began to tumble out. “I can’t believe I’m doing this… but it’s the truth. Ever since you became a manager for our team, I’ve never been able to get you out of my head and... and, I’m not sure how to feel about it. You’re just beautiful, and strong, and perfect… A-and I want to give you everything. I want to give you… more than everything really. But I’m just...I’m just…”
He kept his eyes closed the entire time, brows furrowed and hands glued to his sides as he spoke. Were you actually hearing this? The person you’ve loved for so long confessing that he loves you-
You felt this buzzing, warm feeling inside your heart. It spread like wildfire throughout your body, burning you and your senses down to the one source of the truth behind the flames which is that he. loves. you.
He squinted as he opened his eyes to look at you. You looked… confused. You just kept staring at him. He felt this cold shiver as his cheeks flushed in embarrassment. He clenched his fists. Here it was, you were about to reject him. Why did he even try-
“I love you too, Asahi.”
“What?”
“What?”
For a moment you two just stared at each other. You both couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Meanwhile, the same fire was spreading throughout Asahi. Burning down all insecurities, all negative thoughts. It was just that one fact.
You love him too.
And like fire, it spread throughout both of you quickly. Burning, destroying, until it bubbled over and-
That space between you ceased to exist as you stood on your tippy toes, grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, and kissed him. You didn’t know what you were doing, but you didn’t care. You’ve waited too long to tell him how you’ve felt and this kiss lifted the last weight from your consciousness. You didn’t have to pretend. You didn’t have to be nervous. You were free.
Asahi didn’t know how to feel at first. Was this actually happening? Were you… kissing him? Well, of course he knew that but he never thought it would happen.
He wasn’t kissing back. You opened your eyes and leaned back, separating you from his lips. Was that too far? “Ah, s-sorry I thought-”
You were cut off by him quickly swooping in and returning the kiss while leaning down to wrap his arms around your waist. You closed your eyes and kissed him back, wrapping your arms around his neck and tangling your hands in his long hair. His lips were warm and surprisingly soft. You giggled as the scruff from his stubble tickled you. His kiss was so gentle that it was as if he thought you were a porcelain doll, and that if he put too much of himself on you, that you would break. It was loving and sweet, and filled with as much care as he could give you.
When you both leaned back, he looked down at you. So small. So amazing.
So perfect.
Those were his words before he leaned again, pressing himself closer to you. Your back steadied itself against the railing as you continued kissing him. His hands travelled to cup your face, one hand resting itself against your soft skin and the other running itself through your hair. This kiss was just like the last but filled with more need and passion. The fire was growing. Here, nothing else mattered. The lights didn’t matter, the air, the city. Just you, with your lips on his.
When you leaned back again, he smiled as you kissed him on the nose. “Not as perfect as you,” you replied. You laughed as his face scrunched in confusion, and then when he realized what he had said out loud before he kissed you.
“So, uh, does this mean… W-well, only if you want to of course! But, ah, what I’m trying to say is-”
“Yes Asahi, I’ll be your girlfriend,” you said to him while rolling your eyes and smiling. It seemed that after your kiss, your confidence had returned. How could he kiss you like that but not be able to ask you out? He’s so awkward, and handsome, and yours.
Both of you chuckled, finally before leaning in again. Finally yours.
That’s when you heard the metallic door on the other side of the balcony open.
“HEY ASAHI- woah”
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"So that's when I opened the door, and Asahi and (y/n) were making out, and-"
"Noya, stop-" Asahi pleaded.
"Dang, who knew that Asahi had game," Tanaka wheezed.
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setting the past (part one/ prologue)
ukai x reader.
wc: 837
synopsis: you coach a volleyball team, one of the best in the country known for having mostly recruited players. you take pride in the fact that you have led your team to win a national championship title. And with the news of the rising team karasuno, your interest is piqued, mainly because that was your old school. you had known that they were nicknamed the "fallen crows" and such, so hearing about their fast improvement you decide you want to see it for yourself. you call up the school and takeda picks up. you organize a practice match for later that week.
but what you don't realize is that their coach is your highschool ex.
a/n: woohoo finally finished part one of idk how many. i haven't written since my wattpad days and i have so many good ideas for this fic so i hope y'all enjoy this. i just need to like collect my thoughts and put them in order because thinking about the plot my brain goes like 100 mph but then when i actually have to write it, suddenly im illiterate.
anyways enjoy this!!
Once practice concluded, and the clatter of equipment being stowed away subsided, the Karasuno boys formed a line in front of Ukai and Takeda, anticipating any last-minute announcements before dispersing.
".. and make sure you're eating well and getting enough rest. That's all I have to say for today," Ukai stated firmly, his arms crossed as he surveyed the team.
Takeda cleared his throat, drawing the attention of the eager players. "Yes, indeed. I know this is short notice, but the coach from Kozue Highschool reached out for a practice match later this week, and I accepted."
"HUH?" The boys chorused in a mix of surprise and excitement. A practice match against the reigning national champions was unexpected, to say the least.
"Didn't they win nationals last year?" Daichi questioned, his brows furrowing with intrigue.
"Did they? I'm not sure but you know more than I do." Takeda replies with a smile. "But apparently, their coach is an alumna of Karasuno," He glances at Ukai. "Y/N, I believe? Do you know her? She might be from the same graduating class as you"
Ukai's reaction to your name didn't escape notice. He knew exactly who you were—the pride of Japan's under-19 women's team and, to add a twist, his high school sweetheart.
"Yeah, I know her," Ukai replied, turning to the players. "That means this won't be an easy match. Not only because Kozue is a national champion, but also because Y/N is coaching them. She was- is one of the best womens volleyball player. So think expect nothing less from her team. Be prepared to face some formidable opponents."
"WOW! A NATIONAL CHAMPION TEAM! I CAN'T WAIT TO PLAY WITH THEM!" Hinata exclaimed, his excitement palpable. "I won't lose to them!"
"Yeah, me neither," Ukai thought to himself, his expression unreadable.
After practice, as the Karasuno third years made their way home, Suga couldn't help but bring up the tension surrounding Ukai and you.
"So, Y/N is definitely Coach's ex, right?" Suga prodded, casting a knowing glance at his companions.
"Oh, absolutely," they agreed. They continued to discuss the possibilities as they walked home.
Ah, the history between you and Ukai. It was a tale of high school romance, filled with shared lunches, mutual support at games, and stolen moments in the clubroom. But graduation day shattered those dreams, as Ukai chose to explore college life, leaving you heartbroken and struggling to move on.
But some wounds never truly heal. Ukai remained a lingering presence in your thoughts, the memory of him etched into your heart as your first love, your first heartbreak.
Little did you know the storm brewing ahead as you prepared for the practice match against your alma mater, Karasuno Highschool.
The bus ride back to Miyagi was quiet, your team fast asleep behind you. As the bus slowed to a halt, you felt a surge of excitement—the familiarity of your hometown, the anticipation of facing your old school.
Karasuno High. The memories flooded back as you recognized the school's facade. Your stomach churned with excitement and nerves as you led your team off the bus.
"...twelve, thirteen, fourteen, yep! That's everyone," you counted, gently tapping your players as they stumbled out of the bus, still half-asleep.
"Why are we playing at a school two hours away again?" Haru, your team captain, yawned.
"Because, one, I used to go here back in the day, and two, I heard they're really good now. I'm excited to see what they look like. It'll be good practice," you explained, walking into the school towards the old gym where you spent multiple late nights after practice. you hear the familiar sound of volleyballs hitting the ground grow louder the more you walk toward the ajar door.
But what you didn't anticipate was a volleyball hurtling towards your face. Instinctively, you raised your arms, but it never struck you. A familiar figure stood beside you, his presence startling.
Ukai Keishin.
You were at a loss for words. It couldn't be him. Yet, there he was, saving you from a potential injury.
"Hinata, you can't be receiving like that!" Ukai's voice cut through the air, snapping you back to reality. His eyes met yours, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still.
"What are you doing here?" you managed to ask, your tone sharp, eyes narrowed.
"What does it look like, Y/N?" he retorted with a teasing smirk. "Same reason you're here, I suppose."
You couldn't believe your luck—running into your high school ex at a crucial moment. Hoping to avoid any further interaction, you turned away and made your way to your team.
"Thank you for having us here," you bowed to the Karasuno team, your voice steady despite the turmoil within. As you started stretching with your team, your mind raced, your gaze occasionally drifting to Ukai. Your usual composure faltered, and your team couldn't help but notice.
This practice was shaping up to be far more challenging than you had hoped.
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𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎: 04/16/2024
𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚎: Hotcakes with strawberry mermalade
𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚎
𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜: 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏
𝚃𝙾𝚃𝙰𝙻 (𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝): $726
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You don't really know what got into you this morning as soon as your eyes laid on the clock signaling two hours before getting to your work place. You really don't know why you got up with a sudden need to cook... But what exactly did you want to cook?
You looked through your mini recipe book you always kept safe on your phone's notes.
Something salty? An omelette? Fruit? A smoothie? Strawberry smoothie?! You were close, your mouth drooling at the thought of every dish you got remember, but still couldn't find the perfect one.
"Hotcakes! Got it!" You whisper-shouted glad to finally know what you've been secretly craving for, careful to do not wake up your partner, who had told you last night has had a rough week. So now that's finally his day off, you could make a little treat for the both of you.
You put on your apron and started taking the ingredients as fast and as silently you could, getting everything done an hour later.
Now the last detail was the missing topping, the strawberry mermalade.
Maybe you got too engrossed making the hotcakes you didn't notice the last ingredient to satisfy your appetite was missing on your refrigerator.
"Crap..." You searched everywhere, forgetting about having to keep the volume as low as possible, waking your spouse on the process.
Just as he arouse from his sleep, the smell of something delicious creeped up on his nosetrills, fading any annoyance he might have had from someone interrumpting his resting time.
As he was about to get up and greet you, he heard the front door close in a hurry, well—more like shut.
He got to the dining room and saw the table was impeccable; two plates, cutlery, glasses filled with milk and on the center, a couple of hotcakes piles all fluffy and smooth looking.
A smile came to form on his face, thinking how marvelous and skilled you might have seemed like when cooking this, for the both of you, which was something that made his heart warm up even more.
He decided to look further around since he knew you couldn't have gone to work just yet, something might have been missing for everything to be perfect, which was something he's come to know and love about you. Wanting to get everything as best as you could was always inspiring for him.
There was a small container, matching with the tableware set up, it was the only thing left on the bar which divided the kitchen from the dining room, empty.
He thought you were missing the maple syrup.
After some thinking on how you could react to him knowing about your surprise and getting bummed about it, he chose to try and sleep a bit more while waiting for you and act as if he knew nothing once you woke him by yourself.
Minutes passed and like the giddy little child he felt like when waiting for a present he knew was coming, he finally heard the door opening and a relieved sigh scaping you.
He had to put on the best act now! He could not fail!
"Hey honey-Wake up, breakfast's ready" he heard now closer to him, a hand shaking slightly his shoulder.
He had to pretend he had not been awake before you arrived from your emergency drive for ingredients, but the way he got up quickly from the bed didn't convince you much. Still, you didn't give it more importance and led him to your suprise.
"Wow! Are these for us?!" He exclaimed maybe a little to excited and made such excessive moves with his hands you couldn't believe him anymore.
"You got up earlier right?" You asked, seemingly not sad but a little disappointed with yourself for not getting everything right on the first try.
"U-Uhm-n-no?" He tried once more, but his nervousness by your piercing gaze now fixated on discovering his lies made him obvious.
"O-Ok ok! maybe... But I swear I had a similar reaction to this one! I-I loved it sweetheart!" Now he got closer to embrace you.
All his and your concern dissolved as fast as the delectable and comforting hotcakes in your mouths, along the strawberry mermalade you explained you had to grab to make it worth it, you spent a lovely morning with your other half.
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𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑;
BNHA ๋ ࣭ ⭑ Izuku Midoriya, Kirishima Eijiro, Denki Kaminari, Sero Hanta, Togata Mirio, Takami Keigo
HQ! ๋ ࣭ ⭑ Hinata Shouyo, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Ryonusuke Tanaka, Yu Nishinoya, Daichi Sawamura, Koshi Sugawara, Asahi Asumane, Ittetsu Takeda
Gakuen Babysitters ๋ ࣭ ⭑Ryuuchi Kashima
Obey me! ๋ ࣭ ⭑Mammon, Leviathan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Diavolo, Simeon, Solomon
#๋ ࣭ ⭑mitsua's coffee shop#hotcakes with strawberry mermalade#gn reader#x reader#reader insert#mha deku#kirishima eijirou#denki kaminari#sero hanta#mirio togata#keigo takami#hinata shouyou#yamaguchi tadashi#tanaka#nishinoya yuu#sawamura daichi#sugawara x reader#asahi azumane#takeda ittetsu#kashima#mammon x reader#obey me leviathan#obey me asmodeus#obey me beelzebub#diavolo x reader#simeon x reader#obey me solomon#hotcakes#strawberry
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Takeda birthday HCs
Happy Birthday Takeda! Not enough content for this man.
Warnings: Yandere themes, Teacher! Reader
Takeda thinks you’re probably the kindest teacher he’s ever met.
You’re not strict but you aren’t someone that lets yourself be walked all over like a doormat.
He finds himself taking little things from your desk.
Just little things, he swears, things you wouldn’t miss.
He takes them home and puts them all together, just so he can go back and remember that you touched those objects with your soft hands.
He didn’t see himself as a thief before, but he knows what he’s doing is wrong.
Still, he can’t help but want to upgrade to taking bigger things.
Like you.
#yandere#yandere x reader#yandere haikyuu#haikyuu!!#yandere headcanons#headcanons#yandere takeda#takeda ittetsu
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Day 18 ~ Road Trip
The team during a road trip to the beach and their roles while on this road trip.
Daichi
The one driving
Because coach and Takeda are tired after the year they just had and they deserve sleep
No other answers are accepted, except for Sugawara, because they want to arrive to the beach safely
Yeah coach Ukai and Takeda are there but the boys wanted to treat them for everything they have done for them
Reader
The one that brought snacks and drinks
Tissues for Tanaka because he usually cries during some movies
A first-aid kit because they are rowdy boys, they get into a lot of accidents
And movies to play on the car screen for said rowdy boys
Tanaka
The one that screams punch buggy the whole time when he sees a Beetle
He punches someone “gently” because man doesn’t know his strength
He is the one that cries at the movie playing
He loves to play dumb car games along with Asahi
Nishinoya
Man loves to snack
“I want one.” He points at the chips in Hinata’s hand
“Give me that.” He takes the box of cookies from Asahi
“Let me just take that.” He takes the bag of chips from Hinata because he is less likely to bite him
Asahi
Likes to play car games like the old man that he is along with Tanaka
Let’s Nishinoya eat his cookies because he brought extra just for that reason
Not that the rowdy boy ever lets him eat alone with the second box
Brought a volleyball ball and a net just for beach volleyball
Sugawara
Plays the games along with Asahi and Tanaka when he is not giving directions
The one that actually know how to read the roadmap when the GPS gives out
The co-driver whenever Daichi gets tired or just needs a break
Just being an amazing navigator not missing any signs where to turn or somethings like that
Tsukishima
Backseat driver
He just likes to bitch about everything and everyone
If he doesn’t like the food you packed you will not hear the end of it
“This is a boring movie Y/N.” to “Could you not pack better snacks?”
“Can you guys shut up I am trying to focus on my music.”
Has his headphones on for most of the ride after he is done bitching
Hinata
The one that sits in the very back, quietly for once while looking out of the window not bothering a soul
Because Kageyama is out cold for most of the drive he can be a bit calm
Just waiting to get to the beach to play volleyball because boy is obsessed
Kageyama
The sleeper
He loves his sleep and he knows once they get to the beach he is not going to sit still for a minute
The eater
But going back to sleep after filling his stomach
Yamaguchi
The one who reminds the driver to pull over so that everyone can go to the bathroom
Also remind the driver the boys needs to stretch their legs
And telling interesting facts about what he knows
“The cornea is one of only two parts of the human body without blood vessels.”
Then he goes on and on about what he knows but they love him so they pretend to listen to all his facts
Loves to give his 2 cents when Daichi and Sugawara are talking about certain things he knows a lot about
Ennoshita
The one that has the perfect music taste
He plays music every time they are on a trip
Will accommodate everyone’s need when it isn’t crap songs
Kinoshita
Like Hinata he sits in the very back
Reading the newest spy drama series he is interested in
Not talking unless he is spoken to
Narita
Also sits at the very back
He likes to play video games on his switch only bothering you when he is hungry for something
Like Kinoshita he is quiet unless spoken to
Takeda
The one who reminds everyone to put on sunscreen once they get to the beach
Also the one who reminds everyone to drink enough fluids as it is very hot as to not pass out from dehydration
Coach Ukai
He is the one that doesn’t listen to Takeda and catches a nasty sunburn
He fell asleep after getting to the beach because he didn’t sleep to well the night before
Thanks to Takeda keeping him awake stressing about their safety on a phone call
Yachi
Buys everyone an ice cream of their choice
Reads quietly while watching the boys play beach volleyball
Will participate when they ask her to help the with extra players
Like Takeda reminds the boys to drink water
Kiyoko
Keeps the rowdy boys in check when they start to get to loud in the bus and on the beach as well
Plays volleyball along with the boys without being asked
She is not afraid to dive for the ball and everyone is impressed with her
Including you, her twin brother, who could not be prouder that you taught her how to play in your first year as high schoolers
Day 17 | Masterlist | Day 19
#y/n#reader#y/n imagines#haikyuu#male!reader#haikyuu x male!reader#haikyuu x reader#them during a roadtrip#fluffy june prompts day 18#hinata shoyo#kageyama tobio#tsukishima kei#yachi hitoka#coach ukai#takeda ittetsu#daichi sawamura#sugawara koushi#ennoshita chikara#narita kazuhito#kinoshita hisashi#yamaguchi tadashi#kiyoko shimizu#ryuunosuke tanaka#asahi azumane
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I don’t know what to think anymore
The fact that this guy is 29 YEARS OLD AND almost 5’6 😭 like I’m taller than him. I knew he was small but tbh I didn’t know he was almost 30💀
#takeda ittetsu#haikyu#haikyuu#hq#haikyuu x reader#takeda x reader#haikyu x reader#hq x reader#this is Crazy fr
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Can i request a soft dom Takeda with an insecure fem reader that has a praise kink? 👉👈
I’m assuming you mean takeda from hq^^ if it’s not him pls inform me anon<33
With everything that’s been going on with your life, your stress levels had increase, thus you’ve been stress eating. Which adds even more stress since you’ve been gaining weight. So of course you’re observant lover has a plan on how to fix that.
Your lover was a soft and a gentle man who’s always observing you. He always cheers you up and comfort you.
Currently he has your bare back against his bare chest. His legs between yours to make sure it stays open, exposing your pretty little lips. His fingers slowly runs from your clit as it occasionally slips into your hole. “See love? No matter from what angle you’re so beautiful.” He says to you lovingly as he nibbles your ears playfully, his other free hand roams around your waist and breasts. You could only blush and look away from the mirror, which of course makes Takeda slightly annoyed. He gently uses the free hand to turn your head towards the mirror.
“Be a dear and look at the mirror hm? Look at how cute and good you’re being for me…” He trails off as he places a finger into your mouth. “Can my good girl suck my finger?” He asks in a playful tone, loving how you shyly nod as you began to suck softly on it. “What a good girl… God you’re driving me crazy.” He says in a raspy voice, swallowing his saliva as he wishes what you were sucking was his dick mot finger.
“T-takeda, want your…” You stopped midway as you press back against his throbbing and leaking member. He lets out a chuckle as his eats slightly blushed. “You’re going to be the death of me you know that? Of course you do… my little bunny is just so smart and good afterall.” He plants butterfly kisses all over your face to your neck as he positions you to face towards him. Gently cupping your face as he pulls you in for a sweet and sincere kiss.
“I’m not stopping until you see how beautiful you are to me my love.” He breaks away for a moment to line himself up, as he enters into your tight cavern, he kisses you once again. This time with more lust and need.
I hope that this was good enough!
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Happy birthday, Ginny! 🥳🎂
Welcome to Ginny's birthday extravaganza!
My dearest, @otomiya-tickles's birthday is right around the corner and to celebrate I decided to do this little event thingy(? with all my love!
For seven days straight starting today Saturday 09th, I will be posting one (1) drabble per day for my lovely Ginny with different fandoms, and on her birthday, I will post a whole fic, (that means more than 1.5k words) *claps claps*
I wish I could do more for you, my dearest, but I hope you enjoy this little thing and that you enjoy every day! I love you so muuuch!
Day 1 - Victuuri (lee!Yuuri) [Yuri!!! On Ice]
Day 2 - WangXian (lee!Lan WangJi) [MDZS]
Day 3 - Seo Hyunsoo x Baek Youngchan (lee!Seo Hyunsoo) [XXX Buddy] | N$FW
Day 4 - Ash Jones x Karlyle Frost (lee!Karlyle Frost) [Define the Relationship]
Day 5 - Lucifer x Reader (lee!Reader) [Obey me!]
Day 6 - Takeda Ittetsu x Ukai Keishin (lee!Takeda) [Haikyuu!!]
Day 7 - Kamisato Ayato x Thoma (lee!Thoma) [Genshin Impact]
#ginny's birthday extravaganza#or also#ginny's week#ginnycakes#mia's events#a new tag yay#masterlist
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a rainy day
for my beloved @cup-of-fluff ♡
You usually loved your walk to work. You passed the local park and listened to the birds. You enjoyed the sunshine and cool air on your skin before you were stuck inside for the day, dealing with high school students and grading tests. It gave you the peace of mind you needed to start every day on the right foot.
Today, though, it seemed the universe had other plans.
You're a few minutes into your walk when it starts — the rain. As soon as the first droplets hit your head, you're racing to pull your umbrella from your bag, but your search turns up empty. You didn't pack it.
You sulk for a solid minute, staring sorrowfully between the path leading to your house and the sidewalk towards the school before finally deciding to forge on. With a defeated sigh, you hunch your shoulders, wrapping your thin sweater closer to your body as you avoid the puddles that pool in the dips of the sidewalk.
Just as all hope seems lost, your hair soaked and clothes damp, a distant voice calls your name, frantic footsteps hitting the sidewalk behind you. Before you know it, an umbrella is being slipped over your head, offering you sanctuary from the unrelenting storm.
“Good morning,” Takeda greets, the smile on his face already working to thaw the chill that’s settled into your bones. “What’re you doing out in the storm like this? Aren’t you freezing?”
You look at your feet sheepishly, desperately trying to hide your chattering teeth as you offer him a greeting in return. “Good morning, Takeda. I forgot my umbrella today.”
He tuts, tucking closer to your side to hold his umbrella square over your head. “Well, we don’t want you catching a cold now, do we? Let’s walk together.”
You accept his offer immediately. You’d be foolish not to. The opportunity to spend time with the coworker you’ve been pining over for months didn’t come around very often, and from this distance, it’s easy to discern the distinct smell of his cologne. Absentmindedly, you wonder if he’s always smelled this good. The thought brings heat to the apples of your cheeks.
You fall into stride and easy conversation then. Takeda tells you all about the progress the volleyball team has made, and, in turn, you tell him about the new novel you’ve been reading. You reach the school grounds before you know it, and you’re grateful for the warmth you find in the main entranceway.
“I can’t thank you enough, Takeda, really.”
He waves you off with another kind grin. “I’m always happy to help, and besides,” Takeda shakes the water from his umbrella, a faint rosiness to his cheeks as he adds, “it’s nice talking to you outside of work.”
You’re about to respond when you notice the left sleeve of his coat is completely soaked through, the fabric clinging to the entire length of his arm. He’d gotten himself all wet just to save you from the rain. “Oh, Takeda,” you coo, gently taking the end of his sleeve in your hand, “you’re soaking wet!”
“That’s alright,” he replies casually, his blush only seeming to deepen, “I have another coat in the teacher’s lounge. Don’t you worry about me.”
“But-”
“No buts, I’ll be alright. I’m more worried about you! Why don’t you go get settled; maybe a cup of tea will help warm you up a bit before the kids get here.”
You sigh, not having much room to argue with the idea of a nice mug of green tea. “Fine, but the next afternoon you’re free from volleyball; I’m treating you to coffee.”
Takeda brings a hand up to nervously rub at the nape of his neck. “I’d like that. Thursdays are usually our off day if you’re free then.”
Without a second thought, you beam at him, butterflies erupting in your stomach. "Then it’s a date.” You offer him a wave before you disappear down the hallway, no doubt off to make that cup of tea.
Takeda is left standing in the lobby, a dripping umbrella in his hand and furious blushing creeping up his neck and to the tips of his ears. At that moment, he realizes that he didn’t bring an extra jacket today, but you didn’t need to know that. It was all worth it in the end, Takeda thinks as he peels his coat from his arm. He finally secured a date with his work crush, and all it took was a simple walk in the rain.
#takeda x reader#takeda ittetsu x reader#takeda imagine#takeda ittetsu imagine#haikyuu x reader#hq x reader#haikyuu imagine#hq imagine
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“You’re Pretty” {pt.2}
Masterlist
Warnings: none?
Ft. Hinata Shoyo, Kageyama Tobio, Tsukishima Kei, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Ukai Keishin, Takeda Ittetsu (separate x GN!reader)
Summary: you tell your crush that you think they’re pretty over text SMAU
#hinata shoyo x reader#kageyama tobio x reader#anime#haikyuu!!#hq!!#hq#tsukishima x reader#yamaguchi tadashi x reader#ukai keishin x reader#takeda ittetsu x reader#haikyuu x reader#hq!! x reader
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What if Takeda-sensei had a back story for why he's good at going on his knees and begging? What if he had his own character growth? What if, like how Kageyama went from "tyrant" to "goody two-shoes," he went from the boyfriend who didn't like admitting he was wrong (in a Takeda way) to losing you and wishing he apologized over and over again. And he was so traumatized by it that now he doesn't hesitate for a second to get on his knees and why can he can be relentless.
#do i write this?#do i have time to write this?#i just want him to have his own story#takeda is awesome everyone#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu imagines#haikyuu headcanons#takeda ittetsu#takeda ittetsu x reader#takeda x reader
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