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press start! — what is this feeling (14/22)

after spending almost a whole year on academic probation, you’re finally allowed to start your position as a manager for the nekoma boys volleyball team. you’re determined to stay focused on your team and academics, but things get a bit difficult when a certain middle blocker makes his way into your life

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— 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓;

☾ Content: popstar f!reader much more famous than your pro volleyball player boyfriend- you finally hard launch your relationship on instagram but the public reaction isn't what you expect, so you take matters into your own hands

ft. Ushijima Wakatoshi, Hinata Shouyou, Miya Atsumu, Bokuto Koutarou, Kageyama Tobio

☾ A/N: inspired by dua lipa and callum turner and my girl sabrina

— 𝐔𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐖𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢;

Ushijima doesn't even have an instagram, naturally. the closest thing is he's got is his team's account, curated and managed by the PR team. so when you wiggle your phone in front of him to show him the chosen piece for your account, he just gives it a cursory glance and nods. the photo is from backstage at one of your concerts earlier this month: you, glowing with joy, arm slung casually around his neck, leaning into him as you beam up at him with a smile that could light up your stadiums. he's got one arm wrapped securely around your waist, usual stoic expression softened by a warmth in his eyes as he gazes down at you- one that only you seem to be able to draw out of him.

but the reactions to your post are swift and crushing. you're beyond proud of Ushijima- proud of his quiet strength, his dedication, his raw talent. you know you shouldn’t and it shouldn’t—doesn’t—matter, but your thumb keeps scrolling through the comments. each one feels like a knife twisting deeper, a personal attack, particularly the ones suggesting he doesn't care, that he looks like he's got the emotional depth of a spoon, that this is all just a PR move somehow. watching the sweetest man you know not get the recognition he truly deserves hurts more than you want to admit.

ᯓ🏐

when Ushijima steps into your shared bedroom, shirtless, his hair still damp from a post-workout shower and sweatpants slung low on his hips, his gaze finds you sitting at your vanity. the soft light of the mirror highlights your delicate features, casting a warm glow over your pretty face.

"toshi," you greet him warmly, turning toward him with an inviting smile. he pads over to you, barefoot, and you tilt your chin up expectantly. he rests one hand on the back of your chair, the other on the edge of your desk and leans down, capturing your lips in a long, slow kiss, his head tilting to deepen it as he lifts a hand to your cheek, gently smoothing his thumb across your soft skin before drawing back, a small smile curving up on his lips when he sees the dazed look in your eyes.

"morning, love." he says simply, before walking off to the kitchen to make himself a protein shake. completely oblivious to the phone propped up against your mirror, the livestream on the screen, and the chaos that you've just unleashed within your fanbase.

readerfanatic_official joined popicon4life just fell to my knees screaming in the 711 parking lot platinum_readerstan she's dating a TREE tinyreader777 'morning love'???...our queen is built different i would've evaporated on the spot bipbop_23 ...i get it now readerfan2024 guess i'm into volleyball now glitznglamfan girl i'm scared for ur holes

— 𝐇𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐲𝐨𝐮;

it's a cute photo: the two of you on a beach at a resort, there for one of Oikawa's games. Hinata's got his head in your lap, one of your hands gently running through his messy orange hair while your other hand rests on his chest. you're gazing out at the sea, a serene smile gracing your face as you enjoy the view, while Hinata looks up at you, equally captivated by what he sees.

the comments that flood in are anything but kind. most of them poke fun at his height, with fans wondering how he managed to catch your eye when he's fighting gravity every day, others insisting that he must just be very funny. and it doesn’t bother Hinata at all, not that you can tell- he just scratches the back of his head and laughs, exclaiming that it's nothing he hasn't heard before, that he’ll just have to work twice as hard to earn your fans’ approval. ignoring your protests that he has nothing to prove.

ᯓ🏐

a few eagle-eyed fans are the first ones to notice it and not long after, screenshots of your activity start to circulate. first it's you liking an edit of Hinata lifting his shirt during ones of his games to wipe sweat off his brow. then it's a clip of him leaping into the air, showing off his energy and athleticism. a third like is a snapshot of Hinata celebrating a victory, fists clenched and knees bent, muscles in his thighs flexed as he roars with triumph.

the one that nips it in the bud is when you share a post to your story. it’s a reel- a compilation of Hinata’s spikes, his raw energy and unstoppable power lighting up the court as he slams the ball past his opponents. your fans lose it when you post a mirror selfie on the same day: you've got your back turned toward the mirror, all dolled up for an award ceremony in a gown that leaves nothing and everything to the imagination. you look good, accentuated by the man at your side who, unlike you, is facing the mirror. but Hinata isn't looking at the camera- his heated gaze is on your reflection instead. one of his arms is curved loosely around your waist, hand resting just above your ass.

the internet goes wild.

mvpmichelle8 2h 385 likes our girl is thirsting publicly on main i respect it robsessed247 2h 306 likes rip to her ass cheeks keanue_433 2h 243 likes ...what team does he play for again stanacctreader 1h 178 likes she got herself a short KING FR newvolley_98 1h 85 likes so when’s the next game where you get a front-row seat to his… spikes? 🥵

— 𝐌𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐀𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐮;

you don’t exactly share the photo yourself, but it might as well be yours. when Vogue posts the cover shot and tags you, it goes viral almost instantly. because Atsumu is seated in a luxurious chair, looking every bit like a king in his perfectly tailored suit, legs spread confidently, an air of dominance about him. you're perched on the armrest beside him, the slit of your black dress exposing the smooth curves of your body. one of your hands is loosely intertwined with his, resting on your thigh. the chemistry is palpable, electric. the sultry confidence in your posture paired with the intensity in Atsumu's gaze makes it impossible to look away. paired with the article about your relationship, this is a power couple at its finest.

or at least so you think.

the opinions of your fans are mixed, but those who disapprove don't hold back. they say that he must be cheating on you, that he looks untrustworthy, that his self-assured interview quotes only highlight how self-absorbed he is, implying he’s too consumed with himself to ever treat you right. Atsumu's ready to fight everyone questioning his devotion to you before you remind him that he can’t spend all day replying to hate comments- he has practice, and that you’ll handle it.

ᯓ🏐

you show up to the world championship that month with your entourage in tow. you visit Atsumu in his locker room to wish him good luck, ignoring the way his teammates trip over themselves gaping at you. he almost doesn’t let you leave, seizing you in a deep kiss that leaves you a little unsteady on your feet, but you plan a firm hand on his chest because you have places to be, a job to do.

when Atsumu steps up to serve and you watch as his routine unfolds, the familiar movements flowing effortlessly, your PR team is at the ready. his signature has evolved since his early days, the fist still a familiar gesture, but now his index finger uncurls at the last moment, pointing into the crowd. he doesn’t need to look; he always knows exactly where you are. but today, it’s different. you’re not in the shadows, hiding behind sunglasses or a baseball cap. today, you’re wearing his jersey, sitting front and center, in the best seat in the house. you’re clapping louder than anyone else, beaming so hard your cheeks hurt.

this time, when he finds you in the crowd, the whole world is watching.

Us Weekly: Atsumu Miya Makes History with Serve: Fans Go Wild over Major 'Couple Goals' Moment at the World Championship Buzzfeed: Is He Pointing to Y/N? 10 Moments Atsumu Miya Was Literally Screaming 'I Love You' Sports Illustrated: Atsumu Miya’s Serve Gets Personal: The Unspoken Gesture You Didn’t Know Was for Y/N Kyodo News: Fans Flock to See Miya Atsumu's Relationship with Global Sensation Y/N in Full View Cosmopolitan: Y/N and Atsumu Miya: From Music Charts to Volleyball Courts—Their Love Story (Exclusive)

— 𝐁𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐊𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮;

what you think is a beautiful moment, your fans interpret quite differently. in the photo you post, Bokuto's strong arms are wrapped around your waist, pulling you against him as he hugs you from behind. his hands are positioned low on your abdomen, fingers spread wide and pressing down lightly, a playful gesture that has you squirming in response. the candid shot your manager took captures you in mid-laugh. you're tilting away from him, hands gripping his wrists, body twisted in a half-escape as though you're trying to dodge his ticklish touch. Bokuto's lips are pressed softly to the side of your neck, the curve of your shoulder partly obscuring his face. his expression is partially hidden, but the corner of his mischievous grin peeks out, his eyes glinting at the camera as he looks up right at that moment.

your fans tear him apart, their words dripping with criticism- accusing him of being too touchy, claiming that you don’t want him like that, that he's too obsessed, too forward. the comments flood in, one after another, each one more biting than the last. the relentless stream of negativity cuts deep, and you can see the toll it takes on Bokuto as he scrolls on his phone with a downtrodden look. you tell him to ignore it, that he has nothing to worry about, but you can tell it does little to lift his spirits.

ᯓ🏐

you show him that night just how deeply you care about him, straddling his lap and gently cupping his face in your hands. your lips meet his in a soft, reverent kiss, a silent exchange that you hope conveys volumes. you murmur against his mouth, telling him how perfect he is, watching with a quiet smile as the tips of his ears go red. but then he shifts, flipping you over on the bed, caging you in with thick arms all while still blushing so prettily. and when you feel something hard and big pressing against your inner thigh, you wonder what you've gotten yourself into.

Bokuto goes even redder the next day when he wakes up to incessant texting from his teammates and he opens social media to find a photo on your feed: it's of him shirtless, lying on his front and cradling a pillow with his cheek smooshed into it, his hair down and expression peaceful. what's not so peaceful is the view of his bare back- red streaks running down his tanned skin, unmistakably from your fingers. the white sheets thrown over his legs obscure anything from the waist down but his face flushes deeper as he takes in the rest of the intimate scene.

you've got one hand resting gently on his head, fingers woven loosely in his hair, thumb caressing his cheek mid-stroke. it's soft, casual, possessive.

fan_gurl_4 1h 403 likes the way we thought HE was the obsessed one...how the turn tables bobfriend_76 1h 386 likes she's marking her territory glamjam69 1h 207 likes ...this ain't demure or mindful at all menin4k22 45m 146 likes ma’am for science, p-please remove those sheets readerfan234 14m 121 likes the way she's touching him...i need a moment to grieve 😩

— 𝐊𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐓𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐨;

the release party for your new album goes off without a hitch, and you score tons of cute photos with Kageyama, cuddling up to him that night to scroll through and select the best ones. your top choice is one of the more simple shots: you, with one hand resting on his chest, leaning into the arm he’s wrapped around your waist. his long fingers were hot against your skin through the delicate fabric of your dress, and you swear you can still feel the imprints of them. he's serious in the shot, his lips set in a stern line as he gazes into the camera, but you adore that look on him. especially when that same gaze shifts to you, hinting at something deeper, something darker, waiting for later.

your fans, however, don't see what you do. so you wake up to a barrage of comments, about how he looks boring, how he probably doesn't know a single one of your lyrics, how you could do so much better. naturally, Kageyama doesn't give a single shit as to what your fans think about him. just kisses you goodbye and heads off to practice, duffel bag slung over his broad shoulder. but you care.

ᯓ🏐

it takes a fair amount of convincing and a hefty dose of bribery, which somehow includes you securing an advertisement contract with one of Kageyama's favorite yogurt brands, but he finally agrees to appear in the music video for your latest hit. though, you can't help but think it had more to do with you casually hinting that your company had intended on pulling in one of the hottest actors currently on the scene, known for making girls swoon at meet-and-greets.

he plays a cop arresting you for a string of crimes you commit in the name of revenge on your cheating ex, culminating in him pushing you down in the backseat of his patrol car. it's hot, steamy, and when he shoves his knee between your legs, leaning over you with one hand pinning your wrists above your head, you won't deny that you make a mental note to recreate this scene later, without the cameras.

the music video shatters records and skyrockets to the top of the charts.

and the comments this time? well. they speak for themselves.

bops234 • 1 day ago this awakened something in me fando23 • 12 hours ago i'm going to need this man's @ immediately barkbarkbark_89 • 12 hours ago are we sure he doesn't want to switch career paths stanacctreader • 10 hours ago i thought he was just a plain slice of milk bread but boy was i wrong freedomsings145 1h • 5 hours ago casting your real life boyfriend as the main romantic lead in your music video is such a power move, as always our queen's taste is IMPECCABLE atsumumiya • 2 hours ago he looks like a foot

dependable ace ☆ ushijima wakatoshi x reader

synopsis: when reader develops a fever after training camp ends, she quickly realizes why ushijima is a dependable ace—just in a different way. details: fluff, sickfic, ~1.3k words, f! reader, relationship leaning toward romantic. warnings: none, other than this isn't proofread lol. also what's with me putting my readers through sickness in my shiratorizawa fics...

It was rather unfortunate that you developed a fever on the last day of the team’s training camp. 

With the inter-high tournament approaching rather quickly, you wondered if the stress and exhaustion from keeping up with the team had finally caught up to you. Then again, you didn’t exactly have the best immune system to begin with.

That morning, you were still fast asleep in your assigned room as everyone prepared to leave. Goshiki had knocked on your door, asking if you were alright. All you could do was hum weakly in response.

At some point, more voices started to appear from different directions. You assumed the coaches and the other members had come to check in on you, but their words just blurred together.

However, one voice cuts through the fog with startling clarity.

“She is not feeling well. What should we do?”

You force yourself to open your eyes. Multiple blinks later, Ushijima’s face finally comes into focus. For a moment, you wonder if it’s a fever dream—there’s something different about his usually stoic expression. It’s much…softer.

The chatter of the team fades into background noise as you focus on the team’s ace. Something about him just keeps you grounded in all the haze.

Your breath hitches when he suddenly makes eye contact with you and calls your name.

“Can you understand what I am saying? Would it be alright for me to carry you to the bus?”

Carry me?

You blink at him, nodding slowly. There’s not much you can do about it anyway—it feels like a hundred bricks are weighing your body down.

Someone gently peels your blanket away and Ushijima squats down in front of you.

“How should I carry her?” He looks at the rest of the team for help. Suggestions are thrown around, but in the end, everyone agrees that the best way is to ask you.

The thing is, you don’t know the answer to his question. 

You take a few deep breaths to think. As your eyes wander, you notice the sunlight slowly creeping across the room, nearly reaching your futon. Some of it shines on Ushijima, bathing him in an ethereal glow.

In your feverish delirium, you blurt out the first thing that comes to mind. “Doesn’t matter…I trust you.”

The world seems to stop as the words leave your mouth. His eyes widen a fraction before he nods once, resolute. “Alright.”

He slowly moves forward to pick you up, his movements careful. You try your best to be helpful, adjusting yourself when he slides one arm under your knees and the other under your back.

“Ah, bridal style.” You hear a snicker from somewhere. “Not bad, Wakatoshi-kun.”

As Ushijima pulls you securely to his chest, you feel the rumble of his voice. “Bridal style? Then…is this inappropriate?”

“No, no, that’s just what it’s called. Don’t worry, lots of people do it, not just married couples.”

“Ah. I see.”

You glance up at his face, taking in the solid line of his jaw and his calm, focused expression. For a fleeting moment, the thought of being Ushijima’s bride runs through your mind. How lucky his future wife would be…

The thought lingers longer than it should, but your imagination is cut short when Ushijima lifts you effortlessly. The sudden motion and slight shift in your orientation make your head spin, drawing a soft groan from your lips. Instinctively, your hands reach out to steady yourself.

Ushijima stiffens for a brief second, and you realize that your arms are wrapped around his neck.

Although you’re pretty sure your entire body is a furnace, you feel more heat rise to your face. Thankfully, no one comments on what you did.

“Her body temperature is very high. We should move fast so she can recover as soon as possible.” 

He directs the rest of the team, following a clear, continuous train of thought. You hear something about retrieving your belongings, checking for forgotten items, tidying up the room, things to buy at the convenience store, and lots more you can no longer process.

At some point, you nod off. It’s the absence of his deep voice that jolts you awake, just as he starts walking out of the room. 

You shift in his hold, braving another glance at his face. He notices and returns your gaze, but none of you say anything for a while.

(And well, it might be better not to, since he’s about to descend the staircase.)

It’s rare for someone to be carried by the Ushijima Wakatoshi, so you try to etch this memory in your mind forever. You focus on his strong arms and how they have not wavered once since he lifted you. 

When he reaches the parking lot, the cold morning breeze hits you. You involuntarily shiver, wishing you had worn your team jacket. 

“You are cold,” Ushijima comments. “Even though your body temperature is rather high.”

“Y-Yeah. That’s how a f-fever works,” you chuckle at his observation. You can’t help but pull yourself closer to him, arms tightening around his neck. “S-Sorry.”

“You do not need to apologize.” He continues walking and the bus quickly comes into view. A pang of disappointment hits when you realize that this moment with him will soon end.

As he brings you onto the bus, you tense at the temperature. A chill runs up your spine as you realize the air conditioning is at full blast. A shaky breath is all you can manage when Ushijima looks at you with…great concern.

“Tendou told me that cuddling increases body heat. Would that help you?”

You freeze, rendered absolutely speechless at his offer. “W-what?”

“He said that it makes a cold person feel better. Do you agree?”

You cannot bear another second dealing with your body’s baffling thermoregulation. At the same time, you want to fulfill a selfish wish to keep him closer to you for as long as possible.

“Yes,” you respond with no hesitation, sucking in a breath.

Ushijima nods at your consent. As he takes the paired seat in front, he gently lays you down next to him. To your surprise, he takes off his team jacket and silently offers it to you.

The generous action nearly makes you swoon. You thank him softly with a promise to return it later.

Ushjima waits patiently until you finish putting his jacket on. As expected, it’s quite big, but you’re just grateful for the extra layer over your pajamas.

“How would you like to...” There’s a tinge of uncertainty in his voice that you’ve never heard before. You can’t help but grin at how endearing he is.

“Um…” You turn towards him, shifting a little closer. Initiating the contact is a lot more daunting than you thought. Slowly, you lift your legs to rest them over his thighs. Then, you lean into him and wrap your arms around his torso.

“Is this okay?” Your voice comes out a little breathless. “If it’s uncomfortable, I can-”

“I am fine with this.” Ushijima responds, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows. “Would you like me to do anything else?”

His earnest desire to make you feel better tugs at your heart. “You can wrap your arms around me too.”

Ushijima hesitates for a moment, unsure of where to place his arms. You guide him gently, adjusting until the two of you settle into a comfortable embrace.

You close your eyes, sighing in content as his warmth finally envelops you. Throwing caution to the wind, you rest your head on Ushijima’s broad chest. The steady rhythm of its rise and fall is relaxing. 

“I feel better,” you mutter.

“I am thankful that is so.”

Would Washijo-sensei kill you if he sees this? Whatever, you can always blame it on the fever.

As the seconds pass by, you start to hear the thumps of his heartbeat. The rate is a little rapid, but you suppose it’s because he just spent the past few minutes carrying you. It doesn’t matter though, it’s soothing either way.

Before falling into slumber, you hear him speak in a low voice. “Thank you for your trust in me.”

“Of course, Ushijima-san,” You whisper in response. “You really are the dependable ace.”

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SO AMERICAN! | where you meet tsukishima and—wow you are so american.

♫ – currently playing… olivia rodrigo

warnings – profanity, reader is learning japanese and is american if u couldnt tell! reader is called pretty

pairing – tsukishima x fem!reader

a/n – hashtag semi hiatus! anyways i was reading an ao3 fic while listening to this song and it sparked smth in me so enjoy! (did my research on culture shocks btw guys!!)

word count – 571

You’re smiling at him like you know him.

Tsukishima doesn’t know you. He’s just seen you for the first time when you walked into the gym–presumably to become the manager for the club next year.

It’s starting to worry him, you haven’t been properly introduced, only your eyes have met a few times, yet you don’t hesitate to smile every time you make contact.

You’re not in the same class. But he can tell by your mannerisms that you’re a foreign student. You talk a little louder than most, and your Japanese is accented but not enough where he can’t understand.

He knows he’s spot on when you go to greet Daichi with a handshake, he can see you firmly grip his hand which catches him off guard.

Y/n. That’s your name.

It’s a pretty name he admits to himself, you’re a pretty girl so it fits. He doesn’t acknowledge that–or tries not to.

You’re standing in front of the whole team being introduced to everyone, waving and smiling like you’re old friends.

He can see from his peripheral vision when they all bow that you’re unsure of what to do. You awkwardly tilt your body down too, and he lets out a quiet chuckle.

It’s cute.

He’s disgusted by himself, he thinks that something is up with him.

Shaking his head, he starts his warmups.

He tries not to keep his eye on you, but he can’t help it.

You’re holding a clipboard now, there's a paper on it he can’t see, but he can tell by your furrowed brows that you’re still struggling a bit with reading.

Making an excuse for himself, he walks up to where his water bottle–luckily right next to where you are, turns around and takes a sip of it. He’s standing right next to you now, reading the same paper as him.

Your eyes scan left to right on the paper, he laughs.

Whipping your head over, you ask, “Is something wrong?”

“Right to left, we read right to left.” He speaks a little slower than his usual pace—hoping you wouldn’t be offended.

You aren’t a smile grows on your face instead. “Oh my gosh–I was wondering what was wrong this whole time!” You laugh at yourself, thanking him quietly before restarting, eyes moving right to left this time.

“You’re so american.” He mutters, a chuckle comes out of him as he says it.

“Is that a compliment?” You ask, the paper is discarded now, your full attention is on him.

“Whatever you want it to be.”

You roll your eyes, hitting his shoulder with no real force behind it, “Whatever Kei.”

He doesn’t miss the fact that you’ve called him Kei instead of his surname. He brushes it off as another mistake, you’re new to the country after all.

Later he hears you complimenting “Kageyama and Hinata”, your voice is still louder than what a normal student speaks, and you’re gushing about their skills, to their faces. But then he looks over at you, and you two make eye contact.

He almost misses how you wink at him, it's a teasing one but it still makes his heart flutter. Then as quickly as you looked over, you looked away, a bright smile present on your face while you talked to his other teammates.

It’s definitely not fair of you to make him feel this much. Because he might just fall in love.

yenqa © please do not copy, steal or translate.

hi can I please have a sakusa kiyoomi burger and rockstar x groupie with two straws? <3

CLIENT-9; sakusa kiyoomi. burger—haikyuu. drink—rockstar x groupie.

contents smau. DON’T PAY ATTENTION TO THE TIME STAMPS, THANKS! reader is… desperate. band! au. komori mentioned/part of the band.

authors notes hope u dont mind i made this a smau rather than traditional writing... anyway sorry if this is ooc, ive only written for him once i think…

NO PAIN NO GAIN ! H. IWAIZUMI

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ new year’s resolution: don’t fall on the treadmill or for your hot gym instructor

cw: suggestive, crude humour, language, kys jokes

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for @aozui & @s6rine my beloveds

a/n: this wasn’t funny at all sorry. i had a vision but it was poorly executed.

div creds @.ianrkives , @.cafekitsune

Noya collecting tattoos as memories from his travelling

(Cloud + sun on his neck and a make shift sleeve on his arm consisting of a big dragon curling around his arm + a compass + lake and tree + waves down below in the spaces in between)

sorry, wrong number! — tanaka ryuunosuke. chapter six; no faith.

contents smau. profanity. abortion joke… brainrot lingo. tweets. death jokes. FLIRTY! TANAKA.

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press start! — TAKE IT BACK (13/22)

after spending almost a whole year on academic probation, you’re finally allowed to start your position as a manager for the nekoma boys volleyball team. you’re determined to stay focused on your team and academics, but things get a bit difficult when a certain middle blocker makes his way into your life

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❦ WHAT’S MY NAME IN YOUR PHONE?

atsumu, osamu, suna, kita x reader (separate)

cw: fluff, smau

press start! — good luck (12/22)

after spending almost a whole year on academic probation, you’re finally allowed to start your position as a manager for the nekoma boys volleyball team. you’re determined to stay focused on your team and academics, but things get a bit difficult when a certain middle blocker makes his way into your life

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a/n: sorry for the late update! i was rlly busy all day so i didn’t have time to write or post this update til now 🤧

a/n 2: fun author lore, i’m a linguistics major and teach this kinda stuff to kids lol

off balance - h. iwaizumi x f! reader

h. iwaizumi x f!reader

summary: after one of the university's gymnasts crashes into iwaizumi's life (and his clinic rotation), he can't seem to stop himself from falling for her (and he's not trying to). unfortunately, she doesn't seem all that interested in him.

AKA iwaizumi gets friendzoned and handles it really well (spoiler alert: he doesn't handle it well)

tags: h. iwaizumi x f! reader, university au, strangers to friends to lovers, pining, slow burn (a little bit), idiots in love and i mean IDIOTS, miscommunication

warnings (will continue to update): mentions of injuries, foul language, ooc characters, a lot of kys/kms jokes, references to murder (joke), oikawa tries to wingman, mild self destructive tendencies (nothing bad yn is just a problem), im writing this in the hospital tripping on steriods sorry, miscommunication

taglist: 50/50 (closed!)

chapters:

introductions: days since mattsun tried to do the splits | show em how you leap ryuu

chapter one: mattsun's broken dick

chapter two: thank you?

chapter three: coming soon!

sorry, wrong number! — tanaka ryuunosuke. chapter five; you’re obsessed.

contents smau. profanity. kms/kys jokes. brainrot lingo. girl kisser! saeko mentioned. implied kuroo had/has a crush on saeko. reader is self aware 😭.

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sorry, wrong number! — tanaka ryuunosuke. chapter three; crazy crazy.

content ; smau. profanity. reader being a LIGHT stalker. dirty jokes. school rivalry coming into play. kenma & hinata friendship mentioned. ennoshita struggling with history class.

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sorry, wrong number! — tanaka ryuunosuke. chapter two; GOATED

content ; smau. profanity. ooc! characters. kuroo being called a predator AS A JOKE. reader & tanaka bonding over getting bad grades and being grounded often.

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sorry, wrong number! — tanaka ryuunosuke. chapter one; 6 AM practice.

content ; smau. profanity. reader being lowkey mean to kuroo…… ooc! characters. tsukishima appearance. fat jokes. kuroo called a predator AS A JOKE.

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❝ HAVING FUN? ❞

ᯓsynopsis: walking in while you're touching yourself.

ᯓwarnings: smut. f!reader. fingering. pet names (pretty girl, baby). sakusa and suna call reader slut. english isn't my first language, sorry if there's any mistake!! masterlist.

ᯓfeaturing: miya atsumu ⊹ ࣪ ˖ kuroo tetsuro ⊹ ࣪ ˖ sakusa kiyomi ⊹ ࣪ ˖ suna rintaro !

★ miya atsumu .ᐟ

he leans against the door frame as he watches you. you're arching your back, your walls hugging your digits. they're too small to please you as your boyfriend does, but you're so needy since atsumu has been out for a week because an out of country tournament and you have missed him so, so much. but when you hear a chuckle, you freeze. you turn around to see him with a grin on his stupidly handsome face. "need some help, pretty girl?"

★ kuroo tetsuro .ᐟ

you wake up alone on your bed and feeling overheated. your nipples are hard and you have a thin layer of sweat all over your body, and you curse the damn japanese volleyball association for keeping your man too busy. your hand go down your body and you start playing with your clit, just as tetsuro does. it's not as good as when he does it, but it's enough to make you moan. when you're about to sink your fingers in your core, the bedroom door opens. shit, today is his free day, you remember. "you just had to go to the kitchen if you needed me, baby. now tell me how much you want it and I may help you"

★ sakusa kiyoomi .ᐟ

you're laying on your bed using your dildo while omi is — or at least you think so — at practice. your back arches off the mattress as you sink it further in your dripping cunt and you grab the sheets beneath you with your free hand. you speed up the dildo and your grip on it and on the covers tightens, a loud moan leaves your mouth, eyes shut as you imagine that is sakusa's dick making you feel good, even if he is quite bigger. "s-sshit, omi!" you whine, and you gulp when you hear a very familiar voice answering with a husky tone. "yes?" your eyes are wide opened and you pull out the dildo. you try to speak, but he does before you can say a word, his stern tone leaving no room for a reply. "you're just a needy slut, raise that pretty ass f'me and let me show you what a real dick is"

★ suna rintaro .ᐟ

his green eyes are fixed on your body, you're on four on your king sized bed as your fingers bury deep inside your gummy walls. he can't help but feel jealous of it, that's his pussy you're touching, he should be the one feeling how you clench around him, not your stupid fingers. so you gasp when a hard spank lands on your ass. his fingers tangle in your hair and he pulls you up, your back flush against his chest and you can feel his breath against your ear. "I don't know why you keep acting like you can cum when you know perfectly fine that you need my cock for that"

── SUCKER FOR YOU ۶ৎ     ⠀

★ FEATURING: sakusa kiyoomi ʚɞ

★ WARNINGS: nsfw content. timeskip haikyuu. oral (fem!receiving). fingering. pet names (sweetheart, baby girl), light degradation (slut). hair pulling. english isn't my first language. masterlist !!

the way kiyoomi craves you is madly. he could spend hours buring his face between your thighs, squeezing the flesh of them while his tongue plays with your hole and sucks your clit. his dark eyes are locked with his when he sucks his fingers, mouth covered with your fluids, and a string of split connects his lips and his fingers before he puts them inside you. "such a tight cunt. be a good slut and get used to it" his husky voice sends vibrations to your clit while he licks it just as a lollipop. your warm walls squeeze his fingers and yours lock with his black curls, pulling him closer to you — if that's even possible.

kiyoomi groans and he sucks your clit harder, adding a third finger inside you. a loud moan escapes your mouth and his digits fuck you harshly, you feel almost full and he barely started with you. your eyes roll back to your skull when he licks your pussy as his grip on your thigh tightens, you can't even form a proper sentence. "o-omi! me. coming. now" you mumble, biting your lower lip. rosy cheeks get even more flustered when he looks up at you and smacks your thigh, burying his fingers deeper.

"lemme taste you, sweetheart. lemme taste my pretty girl" he grunts, a primal urge as he rubs his bulge against the mattress. he needs you, but sakusa cares more about making you feel good. with a few thrust more, you feel your climax arriving and you pull his hair even more. free hand gripping the sheets when he swallows every single drop of your glory like he's a starving man in a dessert. "that's it, now you're going to take me like the good girl you are, right sweetheart? do you want me to fuck this pretty cunt?"

thinking about a second part, comment w your opinion (and if you want to be tagged if I actually do a 2d part) <3 reblogs are appreciated.

press start! — no from bleach (11/22)

after spending almost a whole year on academic probation, you’re finally allowed to start your position as a manager for the nekoma boys volleyball team. you’re determined to stay focused on your team and academics, but things get a bit difficult when a certain middle blocker makes his way into your life

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press start! — i’m gonna lose it (10/22)

after spending almost a whole year on academic probation, you’re finally allowed to start your position as a manager for the nekoma boys volleyball team. you’re determined to stay focused on your team and academics, but things get a bit difficult when a certain middle blocker makes his way into your life

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Ah yes Suna flash us 😩

Credits to Loonzy Z

she stomp she stomp she do the Grizzer stomp!

:D

your instagram dating azumane asahi ♡

note: first post ! kinda nervous ... felt like my man needed a bit of love so decided to go for asahi for my first small smau ♡ hope you enjoy it, it's a bit silly hehe

fem! reader × asahi azumane (uni students)

kkiyo: you two are so cute

→ suga_0: so true they're gonna make me cry istg

→ yy/nie: thank you kiyoko ♡ suga ur so dramatic omfg

aasahi: love you pretty

→ buzzcut: man have some compassion for us singles

→ rollingthunder: yeah man what the hell

→ yy/nie: love you too

rollingthunder: ME NEXT

→ yy/nie: GET OUT 🗣️👎

yy/nie: worst thing is the nap just made me more tired and i fell asleep for half my class

→ suga_0: that explains why i saw you inhale a large coffee in 3 seconds

→ yy/nie: ...

yaichiigo: my fav senior couple i want to be a maid of honor

→ yy/nie: noted!♡

aasahi: so sweet that trully is us

→ yy/nie: yay !♡

thank you for reading ♡

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press start! — cursed bird app (8/22)

after spending almost a whole year on academic probation, you’re finally allowed to start your position as a manager for the nekoma boys volleyball team. you’re determined to stay focused on your team and academics, but things get a bit difficult when a certain middle blocker makes his way into your life

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a/n: ty all sm for all the lovely messages in my inbox, but i just wanted to let everyone know that i wont be posting taglist asks just for times’ sake 😭 if you send an ask for the taglist from now on you’ll be added i may just not respond, and if you arent tagged in two parts after sending the ask then just lmk cuz tumblr couldve eaten it as well!!

He is hot and he knows it

I’m never did arts like this and.. hope you will like it. I’m still find something my own and one day I’ll get it 🫡

press start! — what are the odds (7/22)

after spending almost a whole year on academic probation, you’re finally allowed to start your position as a manager for the nekoma boys volleyball team. you’re determined to stay focused on your team and academics, but things get a bit difficult when a certain middle blocker makes his way into your life

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ILYTOW⋆˚࿔

500ish words / tsukishima kei x f!reader

fluff , use of Y/N , sweet kisses , tsukki being pretty cheesy tbh

“Tsukishima…”  Y/N’s voice is a mere whisper, barely audible over the quiet melody drifting from the speaker.

“Hm?”  He cocks his head to look at her.  The blond is caught off guard, however, when he notices just how close she is.  And as if it is second nature to him, his gaze flickers down to her lips as quickly as lightning strikes.  Shit, he thinks.  He hopes she didn’t notice.

“What?”  The boy asks more adamantly this time, faux annoyance adorning his features.

She giggles lightly, “You’re really good at that, y’know…”

“Good at what?”  Tsukishima’s eyebrow quirks up.

“Acting mean,” this time her eyes look down at his lips, “but you’re lucky I know better.  You’re too nice to me.”

At this point, the space between them is rapidly closing, and Tsukki only has time to gulp and chuckle nervously before that distance is nonexistent.

Y/N’s lips are soft.  Her kiss is light, and Tsukishima can't help but let out a breath through his nose close enough to a whine.  He doesn't understand how she can make him feel this way so easily.  It's almost like he could start floating at any moment.  Or maybe his heart would race right out of his chest - rushing to burrow itself closer to hers.  Not that he would complain, though.  Deep down, he thinks it’d be happier that way…

Her nose nudges against his as she tilts her head slightly, pressing further into him, now gliding her gentle hands up his chest and around the nape of his neck.  She fiddles with the short blond tendrils there briefly before fully embracing him.

After a few moments, she pulls back.  Tsukshima’s lips subconsciously follow hers – like it’s some natural instinct to keep them melded together – but he’s stopped by a light peck on the tip of his nose.

He opens his eyes this time, lashes fluttering in a daze as he takes in the image before him.

She’s beautiful.

Tsukishima sighs imperceptibly.  He knows if she could read his thoughts she’d smack him for thinking such lies.  But, they’re not lies. And, he wishes, more than anything, for her to believe it too.

“Kei,” he swears he could get drunk just off her voice, “you’re so pretty.”

The boy blinks slowly once, then twice before finally registering her words.  And, without even thinking, the next words slip out of his mouth.

“That’s my line.”

If it were any other man than the one and only Tsukishima Kei, it wouldn’t have been so surprising.  But, it is him, and the shade of red that flushes across Y/N’s entire face, and down past the collar of her shirt, is almost record-breaking for the amount of time it occurred in.  In order to hide her embarrassment quickly, she slumps forward, face resting comfortably in the crook of his neck.

“Stop,” she mumbles, “that was too cheesy…”  Tsukki chuckles at her barely audible statement, trying not to squirm from her tickling breath.

She pulls herself halfway out of her hiding spot but stops to leave a chaste kiss on his jaw.

“Don’t try to hide the fact that you liked it.  And, that makes you cheesy,” he whispers directly into her ear, which earns a quiet groan from the girl.

“You’re stupid,” she says plainly.

“Yeah, yeah.  I love you too, or whatever.”

notes : this is the very first fic i have ever written with the intention of posting, so please be gentle! let me know what you think! i hope to post more in the near future <3

song : Peppers (feat. Tommy Genesis) by Lana Del Rey

Divider from saradika-graphics !

⁝ TSUKISHIMA KEI 𝜗𝜚 boyfriend texts 𝜗𝜚

ᰔ content warning ; smau 、 profanity 、 a touch of yachi x yamaguchi 、 sarcasm 、 he loves u, promise 、 shit talking is his love language 、 sassy tsuki.

★ sakusa kiyoomi is probably the most organized person you've ever met. so clean, so tidy.

the two of you have been dating for a while, and you could never expect that he would be so messy eating you out. the clean and fresh sheets you changed that morning are stained with your fluids and his face is deep buried between your thighs. he is holding them firmly as his tongue lick and suck your clit. is not sweet, is not tender, is rough and sloppy. omi spits on your cunt before he puts two fingers inside you, thrusting you with his long, slender digits. you feel like heaven, your hand messing his usual perfect curls as he keeps devouring your swollen clit and stretching you with his fingers. you're the lucky one, the only one who can say sakusa kiyoomi is messy, nasty, dirty. he keeps eating you out like a starving man, like he's been in a dessert during weeks and he just found water. he mumbles against your core how much he loves his pretty girl as your walls squeeze him and you finally cum. of course, he doesn't waste anything. he lifts his face, his mouth and jaw wet with your fluids, as he kisses you softly.

"you taste so good, gorgeous. I don't want to stop never, give me another one, pretty girl. just one more. I know you can take it."

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Online Friends…(or more?) - Suna Rintaro x reader

Chapter 1 - Oh?

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Where a Nekoma girl falls in love with her online friend... an Inarizaki boy ♡

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Introducing our (main) cast!

Insert your image here ;)

⋆｡°✩ y/n l/n, second year, Nekoma's sweetheart,

volleyball team manager, and best friends of Kenma + Kuroo⋆｡°✩

⋆｡°✩ Kuroo Testuo, third year, Nekoma's

volleyball team captain, star middle blocker ⋆｡°✩

⋆｡°✩ Kenma Kuzume, second year, the brain of Nekoma ⋆｡°✩

⋆｡°✩ Suna Rintaro, second year, Inarazaki's middle blocker,

and stoner ⋆｡°✩

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⋆｡°✩Playlist -

⋆｡°✩Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High? - Arctic Monkeys "Why'd you only ever phone me when you're high?"

⋆｡°✩Ribs - Lorde "You're the only friend I need, sharing beds like little kids, laughing 'til our ribs get tough, but that will never be enough.

⋆｡°✩No.1 Party Anthem - Arctic Monkeys "The look of love, the rush of blood, The 'She's with me' is the Gallic Shrug."

⋆｡°✩You're All I Want - Cigarettes After Sex "You're all I want, we fucked so hard it left me faded, for all you are. There is no other love, it's only yours."

⋆｡°✩Heavenly - Cigarettes After Sex "I'm giving you all my, giving you all my, giving you all my love."

⋆｡°✩Streets - Doja Cat "We play our fantasies out in real life ways and No Final Fantasy, can we end these games though?"

⋆｡°✩ Poison - Brent Faiyaz "Girl, you do damage to me,. You know I love it, yeah I love you. Ain't nothing better for me now"

⋆｡°✩Never Be Like You - Flume, kai "Stop looking at me with those eyes Like I could disappear and you wouldn't care why Now I'm fucked up and I'm missing you"

Part 1 will now begin below, enjoy and thank you for reading! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

rin2gone

n/n, hop on? read at 2:23 am

y/n_bby

bet, u choose what we do tn! read at 2:24 am

--Incoming call from rin2gone--

answer decline

You hover your mouse over the answer button on your screen and eagerly press it, excited to finally have someone to play with. Recently, you have been so stressed over your studies, volleyball, and planning things out for the Nekoma boys, that you have been burnt out.

Thankfully, you have your online friend, Suna Rintaro, who has always been there to help you wind down. You guys have met while playing Valorant, he added you because he needed a duo in ranked, and it just so happens that you are by far the best player he has ever met. It has been 5 months since then, and yall have been talking pretty much everyday since then, playing games together, smoking, watching movies over call, you name it.

"hey" a smooth yet deep voice rings through your headphones.

"hii rin, how are you? what do you wanna do tonight?" You say, excited to finally have some time to relax.

"ive been good n/n, are u gonna smoke with me tonight or no? "

"mmm, sure, im assuming tonight we are gonna play a chill game? mincraft? stardew valley? roblox?"

you hear him inhale, hold his breath, and then exhale. you could tell that he rolled a blunt tonight, based off the noise. it was either that, or his dispo.

"im down for some minecraft," he says, taking another hit after.

"okayy hop on twin, ill roll while i wait for you." you take your stash out of your drawer along with your materials, and begin to take some weed and sprinkle it in the paper. You then roll it, lick it to keep it together, and light it.

inhale, hold, exhale.

You instantly feel your muscles calming down, and your mind easing as you only focus on one thing. playing with suna.

"okay n/n, im on the server. today lets just focus on building our house. im tired of this piece of shit dirt hut," he chuckles.

you hop on, instantly going into the woods to get some wood for your house with suna.

"rin, are we living together or do you wanna be in separate houses?" you ask as you take another hit, the drug making you feel more relaxed than ever, and you feel your eyes begin to rest more.

"why would we live separated dumbass, lets find a good place to settle tho. what biome are you thinking?" you hear him take another hit.

"im thinking cherry blossom biome! i think we will get lucky today finding it." you smile to yourself at his response. you have always wondered what suna looked like. despite talking to him everyday for 5 months, you guys have never talked about school, appearance, or anything of the sort. the only thing you guys both knew was your age, (both 17-18 in this) and how you guys are both 2nd years.

you have become infatuated with this boy, yet you don't even know what he looks like, where he is from, or what school he goes to. all you know, is his chill personality, and his sultry voice that sets you at ease every time you hear it.

"okay, lets just pray it doesn't take us 8 years to find this biome, but if you like it then we will find it." he says. you two were close yes, and quite often flirted with each other. you just couldn't identify what you guys were. online friends, obviously, but there was this way that you both would talk to each other, this chemistry and tension you have felt with no other.

you are volleyball team manager, and you have plenty of male friends, but you have never clicked with another guy like you have clicked with suna. you guys flirt, but you dont even know how he looks. you look forward to the nights he would text you, and you guys would just play all nigh, laughing and smoking.

he always talks and chooses his words in a way that would always make you feel something. butterflies? excitement? yearning? you couldnt put the mark on it.

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its been an hour since you and rin first started playing, and you have now just come across a cherry blossom biome. he did say if you wanted it, you will get it.

"rinn come! heres the biome we finally found it!" you say excitedly, you have already finished your blunt and looked at the time- 3:30 am. although it is saturday, you have to wake up a little early to go study with kuroo and kenma, as you had planned to meet up at 12:00pm.

"finally, its about time. come on, lets build a quick 5x5 house for now with whatever blocks you have and put our beds down and sleep. i don't trust myself with these mobs at night, im too high.

you guys begin building a small house, nothing like the ones you have planned to build and finally he puts his bed down.

"y/n what are u waiting for, but your bed down next to mine so we can sleep." he says, in a whining yet low tone.

you quickly oblige and put down your bed, making your character sleep, just to wake up again and build your actual house with suna.

"ughh finally! we are donee, rin look at our house from out here."

"looks like the two hours we spent on this house alone was worth it, good job n/n."

"thank you rin! u too, but its lowkey 5 am and i had promised my friends to study with them at 12 pm today so i think i need to sleep a little, as much as i want to stay on with you."

"i see, yeah make sure you sleep. we did good today."

"what will you be doing rin?"

"well, since you are hoping off i have no reason to be on, so ill probably just sleep too. good night y/n, sleep well."

"oh, good night to you too rintaro, sleep well!"

you press over the hang up button and shut off your pc as his words ring and repeat in your head.

'well, since you are hoping off i have no reason to be on,'

oh the things that he does to you, and yet he doesn't even know it.

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"good afternoon y/n!" you hear as you are walking into your best friend's house, kuroo.

"good afternoon! hi kenma, what are you playing?"

"hi y/n, im just playing super smash bros right now, are you guys ready to study."

"yes and here you guys go, sorry for being a little late!" you hand each of them a matcha, putting your bag down and then taking out your books and pens to study. after staying up late and getting high with suna last night, you accidently slept a little longer than you expected. you had 5 alarms set, 9:30 am, 9:45 am, 10 am, 10:30 am, and finally 10:45 am. all of those alarms, just to wake up at 11:45 am, not to mention that you live 20 minutes away from kuroo.

"don't worry y/n its fine, kenma just got here anyways. so what are we starting with today? chemistry or calculous?"

"i would rather kill myself." kenma says quietly while spamming buttons on his nintendo switch.

"so chemistry first then, got it." kuroo says, chuckling a little.

"y/n, you are coming to the volleyball camp right? the one in a week. please im begging please come we need your help! you're so helpful and your coaching is so good, why dont you follow your volleyball dreams?" kuroo asks, after finishing some chemistry questions with me.

"i mean, why not? ill go and as for volleyball, i dont know, i might start soon, i just don't think ill have the time too. its either i manage you guys or join the nekoma girls volleyball team, but i heard they aren't doing too good so im not sure about that right now."

its slightly raining outside, making the atmosphere calming. kenma took a '10 min break' 30 minutes ago and still hasn't gotten back to work yet. its already 4 pm, which is crazy since you got at kuroo's place at around 12:30 pm.

"okay good you better. kenma and i need you there! and dont forget, we leave friday after school! make sure to pack, its going to be hosted at inarizaki high school and its going to be a week long, so pack what you need."

"hm inarizaki, okay. i dont think i know anyone from there. ill make sure to pack and thank you for letting me know. wanna study biology now?"

"lets just play games for a sec oh my gosh." kenma says blankly, while laying upside down, halfway off the bed, playing animal crossing.

as you got home, you take off your shoes, place your keys on the table next to the front door, and head to your room. you, kuroo, and kenma ended up studying until 6pm, and went out to get some pork buns at the local convenience store.

you start up your pc, which greets you with a message from suna as soon as you hop on.

rin2gone

n/n lets play val, im tryna rank up read at 8:0 pm

y/n_bby

okay rin! call me now read at 8:06 pm

--Incoming call from rin2gone--

answer decline

"you were studying for a while, you didn't even text me when you were getting on." suna says, inhaling, holding, and exhaling right after.

"ughh i know im so sorry, i ended up waking up so late so my friends and i started later. none of them ended up complaining because his other friend was late too."

"him? were you with your boyfriend?" suna asked in a confused voice with a hint of something else in it, something you couldn't tell.

"boyfriend? when did i say i had a boyfriend rin, and yes he, my 2 best friends are guys but i could never see them like that."

"oh i see, interesting. anyways hop on valorant, we are hitting ascendant today, im tired of being in diamond. we just need to get back to immortal n/n, its been so long." suna says with some relief in his voice.

"okay im on, queue us up now!" you say, excited to finally play with suna. hearing his voice just feels right, like turning on a switch inside of you.

"oh n/n we got your favorite map, ascent."

"oh my gosh YES, we haven't played this map in ages, what are you gonna play? duelist, initiator, smokes, or sentinel?"

"lets go back to the old days, lets both play duelist. ill play jett, who are you gonna play?"

"i think im gonna play reyna! just like our first match together." you say smiling, excited to win and rank up with one of your closest friends, suna.

"n/n, lets listen to music together, join my spotify listen along before the game starts."

you join, and the song playing is Why'd you only call me when you're high, by Arctic Monkeys.

"ughhh you know me so well rin, i love this song!"

"hello, does anyone have a mic?" you hear a voice cut you off. one of your teammates speak in game after loading into the game.

"hey" rin speaks in game

"hii" you say in game after him

"hey, and holy you sound bad as hell reyna, if we win this game i get your number, okay?" your teammate who is playing omen says. as always, there is going to be a weird teammate who just flirts with girls no matter what. thats valorant summed up.

"who knows, ill have to see for myself if you deserve it, im not that easy, omen." you respond back chuckling to yourself

"ew n/n this guy is so cringe, why do these weirdos always hit on you in game? at this point im going to stop letting you speak in game." suna says to you

"oh? is something wrong sunaa, and what if i still speak in game after you tell me not to?" you say in a teasing tone

the round starts, and you wait for your sova to scan the site with his recon arrow before entering. you push through tunnels, clearing the corner and getting a kill.

"nice good pick reyna!" omen says

you then use your eye and flash the site, giving suna the opportunity to smoke off the enemy spawn and market, dashing into generator switch and getting a kill. you follow up behind him, checking cubby, but no one was there.

"where is my praise, omen?" suna says in a snarky tone.

as you push through turning left, going to B-site, you clear the corner to your right getting a kill, and then using your dismiss to get yourself to a safe spot to reload, since you saw someone backsite in boat house.

you swiftly jump down, as you see suna coming from B-stairs, pushing down with you, after getting a kill from the enemy spawn.

"n/n, push now!" suna says, and you double swing the person in back site, successfully getting the kill, giving suna the assist.

"good job rin!" you say excitedly

"hey reyna, wanna duo after this? you are the best duelist i have ever played with, and i could do way better than this jett." the omen says to you.

you simply ignore, listening to suna instead.

"this guy is so embarrassing oh my gosh he needs to shut the hell up. good job to you too, we just work so good together. you wanna know what i would do to you if you didn't listen to me? well first, i would shut you up in many different ways, but since you disrespected me, i would cho-" his words were cut off by this omen again.

"reyna! please accept my friend request, you are so good, ill show you what a real duo could do, unlike this jett, he sucks ass" this omen continues talking, and before you could respond, you hear suna step in.

"yo omen, shut the fuck up. she doesn't want you or know you, so you can put your horny dick away and focus on smoking what we need smoked on the map. thanks pussy." suna says in a annoyed tone. inhale, hold, exhale is what you heard right after.

"jett she don't want you either big bro nor does she want your dick. ill show her what real dick is. reyna what is he to you? your boyfriend or what?" your teammate snorts.

"yeah actually i am her boyfriend, and you wanna know something? she knows where real dick is. isnt that right n/n baby?" suna says back to the omen.

you feel your heart pounding a little. you know that he isn't actually calling you baby, its just that the word 'baby' is in your in game name. but the way he is sticking up for you is just so hot. his stern yet deep tone of voice, the way he takes a hit and chooses his words so carefully, like he actually meant everything he said.

"yeah, he's my boyfriend omen, now shut the fuck up and focus on the game. you are just getting so annoying now." you respond back.

you hear suna start to cough right after you said that.

"um suna are you okay? why are you coughing?" you ask confused

"oh uh, just smoke went down the wrong pipe thats all." he says quickly. bullshit. this guy has been smoking for years, there is no way he could cough off a small hit. you ignore it and continue to play out the game.

obviously, you two win the game, 13-6, with you the MVP of the game, with suna right behind you.

"rin, i think ima nap a little, im just so tired from waking up and studying, i might be on later."

"okay thats fine, i think i will practice my volleyball with my friends."

"you play volleyball suna? since when"

"since forever n/n, we just never talked about it."

"oh i see! well thats so nice because i play too! my friends say i should join our school team but i dont have time since im the volleyball manager for our guys team, thats wear i met my two best friends who i was with today." you reply, excited to learn more about suna's life.

"oh i see, you should join a team n/n, im sure you are amazing. who are your friends by the way? im curious."

"oh well i don't think you know them, kuroo and kenma, they are both volleyball players. we all go to nekoma!"

you hear a small, yet deep chuckle on the call and a small silence rings through your ears.

"nekoma you say? well my school is hosting a volleyball camp and nekoma is invited. have you heard of inarizaki?"

what.

you are both silent. you hear your heart beating in your ears, and a weird twisting feel in your stomach. Suna rintarou, your best friend, your biggest infatuation, goes to inarizaki?

"are you serious? im going there." you say, unable to say anything else, not even able to muster any of the feelings you are usually doing saying to suna.

"hm, looks like we get to see each other sooner than you think n/n. lets play a game, whoever figures out who is who first, or whoever finds one another first, has to do what ever the winner wants." he suggests, as you hear his small smirk through the call.

"okay, bet. i wont loose suna." you say, starting to gain your consciousness back.

"we will see about that, girlfriend. sleep well and text me when you wake up."

you're left with the ring of the call hanging up, and the sounds of your heart pounding in your chest.

just what could suna possibly be planning? and why are you feeling like this?

end of chap. 1

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thank you so much for reading bbys and ill try to update as soon as you can! i love youu byeeee