wait this is so precious. based on that one video, yall know the one. also made this gn!!

thinking about this with atsumu especially, it’s halftime and the camera cuts to you in the crowd in a MSBY jersey (his number of course. you wanted to wear bokuto’s but he pouted the second you joked about it). music plays in the background to rile up the audience again, and when it cuts to you, you gasp in surprise before letting it go.

you’re grinning and dancing around, shaking your hips dramatically and laughing. the crowd is laughing with you at your performance, clapping and cheering you on-

only for the camera to cut to atsumu.

he’s dancing too.

he’s matching your moves, your dramatics, he’s grinning and laughing himself. the camera cuts back to you, still dancing, except your eyes are on each other, not the camera. it’s like the camera doesn’t even exist, it’s not part of the silliness, all that exists in your world is each other.

sugawara koushi takes the place as my first love in haikyuu.

other than his smooth voice and prolly the fact that i’m into older men, HAVE U SEEN HOW HE WAS LIKE THE ONE WHO SUPPORTED HINATA WAY BACK (except his middle school friends) ????

i think suga def is everyone’s number one fan. he takes care of his kouhais, keeps them in check, and he’s like the stability in the chaos !!

(yes, i fell for him in his first appearance in haikyuu)

Continuation of this post.

TW: mentions of throwing up, fear of flying.

A/N: So I wanna thank @haikyuu-philia for gifting us this absolute masterpiece because now I need to write what they would be like in the plane. It took me like what, two weeks (if not more?) to finish this so I didn’t write everyone (sorry). Maybe I’ll update this post one day. I hope you enjoy! <3

Daichi is the chilliest one: reclines his chair, gets sleeping mask and ear buds on. Doesn't wake up until the end of the flight unless there's some issue with someone or something. Shushes Kageyama, Tanaka and Nishinoya and apologizes on their behalf for being loud during the flight.

Sugawara has his collagen mask on his face the whole flight, never skips a day of skincare. Plays and makes funny faces to the crying babies, sometimes even picks them up in his arms and lulls them to sleep. They absolutely love him. From time to time, he stands up and checks on everyone (especially Hinata, knowing his stomach issues).

Asahi's sitting in front of a little kid kicking the back of his seat non-stop. He's too scared to turn back and confront the child's parent and come off as a creep, though :( so he'll probably endure that during the whole flight while trying to fall asleep with white noise playing in the back. Suga asked him if he was ok with that and he insisted it was fine.

Tanaka and Nishinoya beg the flight attendants and whoever is sitting next to Kiyoko and Yachi to trade seats. Of course the answer's no, so they leave defeated and go to the one they got assigned. They help the elder passengers getting their hand luggage on the overhead compartment, hopefully catching some cute lady’s attention (they aren’t).

Let's have a minute of silence for whoever is sitting next to Hinata because no window is going to save them this time. They'll have to ask the flight attendants for those bags and endure the smell of it for the whole flight if it doesn't arrive in time...

Kageyama will play it cool while internally screaming (it's his first time on a plane, ok?). If he's the one sitting next to Hinata, no one is getting any sleep because he's going to spend a whole eleven hours yelling at him. It's probably also a way to forget about his own fear.

Tsukki couldn’t care less about everything going on around him tbh (unless he’s sitting anywhere near Hinata). He falls asleep during the take off and wakes up at the touchdown. He thinks planes’ meal suck so he doesn’t even bother: he just puts his headphones on and shuts down AND gets mad if he gets woken up for any reason.

“Your setter… is so cute,” you stuttered out, tucking your hair behind your ear nervously, only to tuck your face away behind your hand to hide the obvious flush burning your cheeks. “Is he seeing anyone?”

Daichi pursed his lips, trying to think of a good answer when this was honestly none of his business. Forcing a small smile, he thought about awkward little Kageyama, who probably hadn’t talked to any other girls besides Yachi at school. “Don’t think so.”

It also didn’t help that he knew his best friend, Sugawara, had a crush on you ever since you held the opening speech for the new term after summer.

“But I’m not sure he’s the kind who… dates. He’s very focused on volleyball.”

“Ah,” you hummed in disappointment, already turning away after bowing politely. “I see. Thank you for your time.”

And as you walked away, your eyes caught sight of his gorgeous silver hair and dashing smile through the window. That Sugawara really was the most beautiful boy you had ever seen.

Daichi told Asahi all about it at lunch, chuckling as he painted the image of Kageyama dating someone from their grade, and Asahi mostly laughed along with him. However, his mind was reeling because surely something didn’t line up with Daichi’s story.

Suga had been flirting with you practically every day since you caught his eye, so why would you suddenly be interested in Kageyama?

Asahi cleared his throat and rubbed the back of his neck, checking if the third member of their trio was around before leaning in towards Daichi. “Are you sure she meant Kageyama? Maybe she saw Suga play in the game against Seiljoh?”

Daichi stared at his tall friend, mouth opening and closing like a fish as he mentally made excuses as to why he hadn’t even thought about Suga as a team setter.

“I’m the worst friend ever.”

Asahi fretted as Daichi buried his head in his hands, insisting that he understood why the first-year was his first thought.

“L/n!” You froze when a familiar voice yelled your name from down the hall, wide eyes slowly moving to find the volleyball captain running towards you. “Which setter?!”

Leaning back, startled, you glanced at all the other students watching curiously. “Huh?”

Daichi noticed this and gestured down the hall, using a soft pat on your upper arm to encourage you to walk with him. “You said you liked our setter, which one?”

Your eyes softened, those kind eyes of the grey-haired third-year imprinted in your mind lately. “Sugawara,” you mumbled, once again facing away to hide the blush, as if you hadn’t already openly admitted to your crush. “But I totally understand that he doesn’t date, you guys must be busy preparing for nationals-“

“Please forget what I said earlier.”

You blinked twice, an almost hopeful warmth blossoming in your chest. “…Why?”

“Never mind why, but I think Suga would like it if you asked him out,” Daichi admitted with a crooked smile. His mind replayed how Sugawara excitedly recapped a conversation with you to his friends just last week.

You practically inflated with joy, throwing away any ounce of shame. “Really?!”

“Mhm.”

“Okay, I’ll- uh… I’ll try that. If you’re sure?”

“Completely.”

Daichi didn’t tell Sugawara about his mistake before you two were officially a couple, and you had laughed until your stomach ached at Suga’s absolute disbelief.

For the first time, you send your boyfriend a selfie and he goes crazy.

A/N: Female reader, reader has hair. I was wasting my brain on TikTok when I found these slides here and went so crazy about Bokuto’s one (the last one) that I NEEDED to elaborate it into a longer fic. Thank you, TikTok user who blessed my For You with this, I pray for you every night 😖❤️

— Alright, so tomorrow-

— WOAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!! — Akaashi got interrupted while speaking to the rest of the team by Bokuto's blazing outburst. They all turned to their captain, standing a few feet away from them and looking at his phone with the most glistening eyes ever. — What is it now, Bokuto?

— LOOK AT HER!!! — there you were: laid on your bed with your hair spread out on your pillow, your face glowing with natural light, your right hand on your cheek and your lips curved upwards in a toothless, barely noticeable smile. Just wow.

Akaashi looked at it. Oh, yeah. It was you. Bokuto's sudden increasing of energy made sense, then. —SHE'S SO PRETTY, ISN'T SHE?!

— Yeah.

— AND SHE'S DATING ME!

— That's pretty impressive, — Akaashi said. He had said this many times before. He had also thought to himself about how could it be possible for someone like you to end up feeling weak for Bokuto's courtship. However, it wasn't all bad. When he was in his emo mode, just mentioning how happy you would be if he scored a point made him snap out of it immediately. At least the team had something in its favor.

—SHE... SHE'S SO PRETTY!!! — even while walking home, he kept looking at his phone and talking to himself out loud — I'M DATING AN ANGEL, MY GIRLFRIEND IS A LITERAL ANGEL!!!

Once he got there, his mom was already waiting for him at the front door as she could hear his voice from inside the house.

— Koutarou! Why are you-

— MOM! MOM! LOOK AT HER! — he showed her his phone, the screen almost touching her nose — ISN'T SHE BEAUTIFUL?!

— Ohh... — her brows relaxed and her lips sketched a smile as she's able to look at you, her eyes widening in realization — is she the girl you always talk about?

— YES, THAT'S HER! — a huge smile on his face as he sought approval in his mother's eyes, his chest feeling like a burning mess. God, he was so blessed to have you.

— She is, when-

— I KNEW YOU'D LIKE HER! I'M THE LUCKIEST GUY IN THE WORLD! YOU'LL LOVE HER EVEN MORE ONCE YOU MEET HER!

“how would haikyuu characters react?”

୨୧ — They’re ice skating with you for the first time, and you just ate shit on the ice. (But they like you)

1.1k wc, major fluff, ice skating disaster, public embarrassment, the haikyuu characters secretly pining over you.

✧ Karasuno edition 📍

✧ Aoba Johsai edition

✧ Nekoma edition

✧ Shiratorizawa edition

✧ Fukuordani edition

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— Hinata shoyo has the most dramatic look on his face when he turns around and watches you fall, and instead of helping you up (like most people would) he immediately throws himself down onto the ice next to you, and he smiles like that’ll somehow fix the fact that not only you were wiped out, so was he. and when you laughed and called him an idiot, his whole face lights up, that’s a plus in his book.

Did you like her in the morning?

PAIRING: Oikawa Toru x gn!Reader

Synopsis: Being Oikawa's partner is easily something anyone would be proud of. More so if you were his first love. That's the thing, you weren't his first love. And being jealous was easier than accepting that fact. Afterall, insecurity was a battle for the weak hearted. Contents: Angst, maybe with comfort, retroactive jealousy, mentions of anxiety attack through meltdown, Oikawa can't choose his words right sometimes, he's not a cheater! Mattsun and Makki are unintentional assholes because when something's funny they can't read the room. Also, I named Oikawa's ex-girlfriend Aoi.

Word Count: 1.8k

Oikawa's never one to be hung up with his ex. Sure, he loved his ex-girlfriend, but they were done. She was in the past. He would never be caught dead dwelling back to reminisce her presence. Especially now that he had you.

But nothing hurts more than not knowing more.

Oikawa never talked about her around you. Not that he was hiding anything, he simply didn't care enough to tellyou meaningless stories of the past.

And it should be left at that, you think. But it's hard not to ignore the comparisons that leave Makki and Mattsun's lips when you were around, even when Oikawa glares at them and they receive a blow to the nape from Iwaizumi.

Oikawa assures you it's over, hell, it's been years since her. You weren't replacing anyone.

But when he wasn't around, curiosity will always seep its way into your brain. It just so happens that when asmall reunion for your friend group is set, and you came early with only Makki and Mattsun with you in the long table, you can't help but ask them a few questions.

"I mean, come on, you were our manager. Surely you heard a few stuff about her." Matsukawa nudges your shoulder as he laughs.

"I always left early after cleaning and checking..." You mutter, fiddling with the cuffs of your sleeves.

Hanamaki let's out a prolonged "oh" before he points out a detail. "That's right! You were so nonchalant back in high school."

You laugh awkwardly at the reminder. Mattsun leans back in his seat, sighing in satisfaction. "Oh, I remember Oikawa kept gushing about her back then. Always flaunting that he wasn't gonna be a virgin anymore." He laughs heartily.

"Yeah, yeah, and that time where he would beg Iwaizumi to lead practice cause he'd go in this stupid dates with her!" Hanamaki adds.

And you start to remember to muffled conversation Oikawa and Iwaizumi had. You learned to muffle conversation near you that weren't your business mostly because back when you and Oikawa weren't together, you found his whines annoying like ringing in your ears.

"Didn't he get her that stupid expensive bracelet for their first anniversary?" Makki turns his head to Matsukawa after drinking down a cold glass of water.

"Their only anniversary." Matsukawa corrects.

Your heart breaks, he's never gifted you an accessory. "A bracelet?"

"Yeah. It was Vivienne Westwood, I think." Matsukawa recalls.

Hanamaki starts to cackle, "He gave her a sweater too! The red one, I think."

"It was a cardigan, dumbass!" Mattsun cackles too. "And she gave it back after she dumped him."

You wonder if it was the same red plaid cardigan he likes to wear for cozy nights. One that was a size smaller than the usual he would buy now. Maybe it was a personal one, he just grew out of it. It couldn't have been the one he gave her back then.

You look back and remember how you accidentally stretched it out a bit, too. Oikawa has never yelled at you more than he has that night 2 years ago. He forbid you from touching it after that. Not that he let you touch it in the first place.

Pulled out of your thoughts. you felt Oikawa's arms wrap around your neck from behind. "Baby!" He kisses your cheek before sitting beside you, Iwaizumi following behind to seat between him and Hanamaki.

"How long were you waiting here?" Your boyfriend asks, letting an arm rest behind your chair's top rail. "Just 10 minutes before Matsukawa and Hanamaki came." You answer, almost too quietly than your usual, casual volume.

He stares at you with concern, not just him but Iwaizumi too. Though the latter reads the room easily, kicking Matsukawa's leg from under the table as he glares at the duo.

"Alright, so we talked about Aoi a bit, so what?" Matsukawa grumbles while rubbing the front of his calf.

Oikawa feels a panic rush through his body, looking at you from the side. His fingers twitch, slowly moving to let his hand rest on your shoulder only to fly away when a waitress comes to your table to take your order. A waitress who sounds just like his ex-girlfriend. Not to be mistaken for her though, of course.

When she leaves with your orders, Oikawa is still uneasy, watching the light in your eyes kill itself through the night. Matsukawa and Hanamaki still crack jokes and reminisce about the past, some of which Iwaizumi would retort with faux annoyance.

As dinner comes to an end, Oikawa's the first one to depart with you in tow, leaving a bundle of cash in Iwaizumi's hand for his share of the bill. Once seated in his car, he doesn't start the engine just yet, he gives your more time and space in the silence.

Until he gets impatient about the silence too. So as the engine starts and he backs out of the driveway, he starts speaking.

"What did they say about her?"

You frown, leaning against the window, looking at the street lights and people you drive past. "Was the red cardigan the same one you gave her back then."

"Yeah, but that was back then. It's my cardigan. Plus, she didn't keep it long."

"You keep wearing it."

"Because it's comfy!"

"It barely even suits you now."

Oikawa sighs exasperatedly, he stops at a red stoplight, letting his head rest on the top of steering wheel. "Babe, that was like, a decade ago. I don't get why we're still bringing her up!"

You don't get it either, but the thought that he was happier before you crushes your heart. The fact that he loved someone more before he even thought of loving you was heart wrenching.

As the light turned green and he stepped on the gas, he spoke once again, "Honestly, didn't I tell you to forget about her?" He mutters.

The words from the past until now that leave his friends' lips when they talk about you always feels like a bucket of cold water. The reality that Toru used to look at her the same way he looks at you now feels like you just replaced her.

You didn't even know why they broke up. Rumor had it she got sick of him prioritizing volleyball over her. You should be proud of the fact that you're better, never seeing his passion for volleyball as a hindrance to your relationship is.

But you can't help but question. Did he hold her like he held you when you fall asleep in his arms? Did he eat what she cooked even if it was burned or worse? Did he talk to her until 3 am about everything and nothing at the same time? You frown at the thought. The fear that it's possible for him to do those with her now, too.

"Every time you bring her up, it's like you're accusing me of cheating on you."

Your heart breaks at his confession, but he continues to drive, glaring at the road. "That's not true," you mutter in fear.

"It feels like it is." He shoots back.

After another long silence, he speaks again, "Maybe you should stop being insecure about someone who doesn't even exist anymore." He sneers, parking in the driveway of your shared apartment. Oikawa's the first one to leave the car, unintentionally slamming the door in the process. The emotions that implode within him dissuade him to go back to you to apologize for his outburst. So he continues until he reaches the building's entrance, refusing to look back.

And when he enters the building, everything within you explodes. Tears start to flood your eyes before they fall like a giant pipe leak. You don't yell, or thrash around, you just cried. Quietly.

Your breathing is uneasy, your chest is tight, your heart pounds in fear. He was going to leave you, this was his last straw, you were done for.

If only you didn't let your insecurity get the best of you maybe you'd be sitting together in you couch, eating cold popcorn and watching old disney films.

This goes on for an hour, every 10 minutes Oikawa looks from the window of your shared room to see if you're still there. And you are. His heart clenches at the thought of you alone in the car, still crying your heart out.

When the hour passes, Oikawa leaves the apartment, quickly dashing to the elevator after locking the door. When he stops by the driver seat's door and sees you through the slightly tinted glass, still sobbing quietly, hunched over.

He frowns. Heartbroken, he opens the door. You don't lift your head. You just sob, gasping lightly for air before sobbing again.

"Baby..." He calls out, hesitantly raising his hand before it rests on your shaking figure. "Baby, I'm sorry."

"I— I didn't mean to m-make you feel t-that way, Toru... You're r— right, I'm just insecure about this. A-About her. About you..."

He shatter there and there, pulling your shoulder so he can finally see you. You face is tear-stricken, your eyes puffy, and he finally speaks. "Baby, that's not true at all. You're not insecure, you're just curious, I get that."

Oikawa sighs deeply, wiping away your tears and brushing back the hair the stuck on your forehead due to the sweat, "I should've opened up to you more. But believe me when I say I have never loved anyone more than I have loved you."

Your sobs start to subside as he continues to talk you through it. "Just because she was first, doesn't mean she'll ever compare to you."

Once you stop sobbing, Oikawa smiles softly, his hands now cupping your face as his thumb continues to wipe your falling tears away.

And now you get why he's not so caught up in his past relationship. How could he when he has you? When he has you now and plans to have you in the future too.

Because although she may have been his first love, you are and will be his greatest.

"Please stop talking about that day, Toru..." You hide your flushed face in your hands, hunched over the outdoor couch as your, now husband, Oikawa laughs heartily at the memory.

Iwaizumi shakes his head while Hanamaki and Matsukawa laugh alongside your husband. "You cried for an hour over someone from the past! I almost forgot about her too."

"Toru..." You whine. His laughter subsides, sighing before leaning to kiss the top of your head, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll stop." He pulls your hands away from your face, intertwining on of your hands in his.

"But I'll never stop loving you, baby."

"Ew! Corny! Corny!" Hanamaki groans in disgust.

"Tomato, boo! Boooo!" Matsukawa adds, tossing a pillow in Oikawa's direction, which the latter catches with ease, throwing it back.

Oikawa kisses your cheek before letting go of your hand as he moves to the stroller where your small daughter sleeps soundly.

Until a pigeon owned by one of the dock works starts hitting on you.

The way Sugawara had looked at her. You couldn't mistake it. Such adoring eyes, even though you were right next to her.

He had stared at her like that since he first met her back in first year. Before you two had even ever met, or began talking.

You didn't know what you expected. Of course he was looking at Kiyoko like that. Who wouldn't?

She was beautiful. Long, soft black hair, pretty blue eyes, and an amazing body. She was basically everyone's dream partner, and every girl knew that.

All you wanted was for him to look at you like that. Why didn't he? Was something wrong with you?

You told yourself it didn’t matter. That you’d grown past it. That it was childish—this hollow ache in your chest every time you saw him laugh with her, the way his eyes softened only for her. The way he leaned in a little closer when Kiyoko spoke, like her words were scripture and he had no choice but to listen.

But it mattered.

Because you had loved him.

Fiercely. Quietly. Without expectation. Without hope.

And you had never once apologized for that love.

You still remember the way it started—small, harmless. The way his voice would lift when he greeted you, the way he'd tap your shoulder in passing, too gentle to mean anything. You had collected those moments like they meant something, like maybe one day they would matter.

But they didn’t. Not to him.

To him, you were kind. Helpful. Reliable. A steady friend.

But you weren’t her.

She had never tried. She didn’t have to. Kiyoko just existed, and Sugawara looked at her like she’d painted the sky just for him.

You tried not to be bitter. Tried not to let the jealousy fester under your skin. But it did. It dug its claws into your ribcage and curled around your lungs every time you forced a smile while he talked about her.

Because even though it was killing you, you had never once hated him for it.

You loved him. You still loved him.

And the worst part?

He never asked you to.

He never promised anything. Never gave you false hope. He was kind—so achingly kind—but never cruel. And that was what made it unbearable. You had fallen for a boy who would never love you, and he hadn’t even done anything wrong.

And still—you weren’t sorry.

Not for the way your chest burned every time he brushed past you in the hallway. Not for the stupid smiles you gave when he called your name. Not even for the way your heart broke when he showed you a picture of Kiyoko and said, “Isn’t she amazing?”

You just nodded.

Because what else could you do?

You weren’t the one he wanted.

And maybe, you never would be.

But even in the quiet, in the agony of loving someone who would never love you back—you held that love like it meant something. Like it was sacred.

And no matter how much it hurt…

You would never be sorry for it.

Not once. Not ever.

Sol's Report: I lowk hate angst so if this isn't good I apologize 😭😭 FLUFF FOR LIFEE

Karasuno boys if they were in a k-pop group.

Daichi is the main vocalist. Rarely has lines where he gets to rap but when he does oh. my. freaking. god. the internet explodes, that part goes viral on all social media. All the attention from the hosts at official events (interviews, talk shows, etc.) is his. He's the first one in the group to debut as a soloist.

Sugawara is the leader and hyung of the group, even though the fandom acts as if Daichi was. He's such a diva, I mean look at the gif- he's a lead vocalist, his voice is so soft and stable, no cracks at all. The agency has a favoritism towards him since he does all the pre-choruses and many harmonies.. My bias.

Asahi is the main rapper, kinda gives Felix from Stray Kids vibes with his deep voice. Would probably get hate on social media for his beard and long hair though. Fortunately for him, he has a niche that loves him for his talent and not his looks. :)

Tanaka is a sub vocalist and a lead rapper. He doesn't get many lines because he can't sing or rap without yelling, so the managers make him do mostly backing vocals. Distorts all of his lines in live. Lots of stage presence. Gets mad because he's not the most biased or the visual.

Nishinoya is the main dancer. During the trainee phase, he helped Hinata with dancing because he couldn't get in synch with the rest of the group. Also a lead rapper, with lots of stage presence. Asahi and him release duo singles together from time to time (they broke the internet).

Kageyama would be the visual, I mean: pretty tall, black straight hair + blue eyes combo. The fangirls go wild every time the agency announces a collaboration with a brand featuring him. They try to justify the rumors about him being mean to Hinata because of that (and because Tsukishima's worse). Also a lead rapper and sub vocalist.

Hinata is the lead dancer and center (because fans think he's cute). The fandom is divided between people who think he's too goofy in his dancing, while others say he's just impersonating the maknae persona (we all know the truth). Wants to learn how to rap like Tanaka and Nishinoya.

Tsukishima is a lead rapper and lead vocalist. He usually stays in the back during choreographies due to his height but dances really well. Gets many lines but is still kinda forgotten by the fandom because he isn't really charismatic, which backs up the rumors about his attitude.