Status: Familial (reader and coaches)/ Romantic (reader and the team)

Summary: A reporter asks your father/coach if he'd let you date someone from the team, and everyone is curious to see how he responds. Especially your teammates.

The Assistant Coach Masterlist

Blinding lights and the deafening sounds of numerous camera shutters clicking surrounded you as you sat at the same table as your father and team. Just another contractual team interview, as everyone on the team does their best to try and look as pleasant as possible for the cameras, some of them doing a better job than others. Reporters were asking the same standard set of questions that they usually do.

How do you feel about your upcoming game?

Can you describe the training you did to combat the other team’s strategy?

Did your last game give you any insight on things you should work on, both as a player and a team?

Some of the questions were getting rather repetitive, while there were a few good and original ones. Overall, you felt drained, and you weren’t even speaking. Internally sighing, you wondered why your dad even insisted that you attend this stupid event, and let your mind wander off into the distance.

“Excuse me, I have a few questions for the coach!” One reporter announced, their voice breaking through the sea of overlapping chatter. Capturing your father’s attention, he puts on his best smile as he nods in the direction of the reporter, “I’ll do my best to answer.” 

Your mind did not register the exchange between the reporter and your father, your mind was now focused on the idea of coming home to the warm and comfy bed that awaited you, and how you were going to jump in it and snuggle up in its covers the MOMENT you came back home. However, you instantly noticed an energy shift when your father responded, “I’m sorry, may you please repeat that last question?” in a strict and very upset tone. Now focusing on the present moment, you sat up a little and noticed the way the team was looking at your dad. Some of them looked cautious and worried, others seemingly eager and interested in your father’s response, but there was a silent unease that befell the team nonetheless.

“I was asking,” the reporter started, your ears now listening intently as to not miss the question that seemed to offend your father, “that due to the claims that your assistant coach seems to have good chemistry with their teammates; would you allow them, as a coach and a father, to date anyone from the team?”

Once you register the weight of the words, you feel your face grow hot and warm as you awkwardly make eye contact with your father, and are oblivious to the hopeful looks that the team makes as you all watch your father carefully. You briefly think to yourself that you should speak up on this topic, leaning over to speak into the microphone in front of you to avoid the surefire embarrassment that is going to come, but your father beats you to it first.

“Well, if I had to answer that question…”

SUPA STRIKAS:

“- I’d say that I trust (Y/n) to make their own decisions,” Phillipe says with finality, glancing over at you with a soft smile.

Your shoulders fall as a tension that you weren’t aware of previously melts away, sharing his smile and tilting your head slightly in endearment at your father. Of course, you shouldn’t have felt worried about his response, he was Coach after all. A well-organized, self-disciplined, and rational man. It was only expected that he’d shut down such a ridiculous question with professionalism. At least, that’s what you thought until he added, “and I know my team respects me enough to NOT pursue them in any way, shape, or form.”

Despite wearing sunglasses, his eyes darted to each and every player, and the glint from his sunglasses spoke a silent warning. Making you roll your eyes and sigh as you lean towards the mic, “Of course, why focus on such trivial matters when we have a title to defend!”

A roar of cheers erupts as your attempt to redirect the conversation becomes successful. A few more questions later, and you’re soon released from the burden of being interviewed and able to climb onto your team’s personal sports bus. Your father stayed behind, something about wanting to finish up a few questions, and you could only hope he wasn’t trying to find that reporter. 

“That interview was whack, wasn’t it?” North Shaw says as he sat right behind you. You chuckled tiredly and nodded, “Yeah, I certainly wasn’t expecting that. Did you see the look on my dad’s face?”

Snickers and chuckles were shared as you all recalled the memory.

“Yeah!” Cool Joe tittered, “Coach was NOT about that groove.”

The way he emphasized the word “not” was amusing to your sleepy brain, causing you to laugh and shoot him a smile. Unbeknownst to you, your smile made Cool Joe’s face warm up, and his eyes softened as a result. Shakes, who had been awkwardly leaning closer out of his spot to face you, gathered his courage to finally ask the question that had been weighing on his chest since that interview.

“But, uh, in all seriousness, (Y/N)...Coach said it was up to you, so…would you?” He stammered. You look back at him, your brows slightly furrowed in confusion, “Would I what?”

Deciding that there was no turning back now, Shakes pressed on, “You know…date someone from the team?”

Dumbfounded for the second time tonight, you and the rest of the team stare at Shakes out of pure shock for asking such a bold question. However, it isn’t long until all of their stares are directed at you. All of them felt their hearts pounding in their chest as you were only aware of the way your own heart throbbed, embarrassment evident by the way your hands were starting to sweat.

“O-Oh, um…Well, I don’t know…” You began. 

“You don’t need to answer that, (Y/n),” Dancing Rasta assured gently in his thick accent. Shakes was quick to speak up, “Y-Yeah! I was just curious, you know? Sorry if I made you uncomfortable!” 

You assure him that he is alright, that you understand it’s that stupid reporter who put it into everyone’s head. You make a half-joke, telling them that they’re the only people you interact with, and that it isn’t really that surprising to see why people were wondering.

“I mean, considering I’m on the team, it wouldn’t be very surprising if you have thought about it.~” El Matador teased in the same bravado as usual. Everyone laughed at his statement, Twisting Tiger and North teasing him about his narcissism, but you remained quiet. Quiet because you HAVE thought about it. After all, even though they had their quirks, that didn’t change the fact that they were all nice and decent guys for the most part. You also don’t think anyone else outside of the team would know you better than they do. When they realize that your laugh is absent from the chorus, they all turn to look at you again.

“Hey, you okay, (Y/n)?” Shakes asked. You look to the side, wondering if it would be weird if you told them the honest truth that you would like to date someone from the team. That you did have a special someone in mind.

“Actually, guys… I-” You stop yourself, your face felt like it was set on fire, and your heart felt like it was going 100 miles per minute. Each Striker holds their breath, even El Matador and the ever-silly Klaus have shut themselves up in anticipation. 

“Please say you have,” they all think to themselves while you try to organize yourself, “please tell me I have a chance.”

“What’s going on here?” Coach’s deep voice breaks, and everyone tenses, all eyes now focused on him. The jumpy reaction makes Coach raise an eyebrow, “...Did I interrupt something?”

Not wanting him to catch on, you are the first to break the silence with an awkward laugh: “We were just talking about that one reporter in the front. The one with the weird haircut.”

Catching onto your cue, the rest of the team followed in agreement and chimed in with their opinions of a reporter that didn’t exist. While there was still skepticism in his eyes, your father shrugged and silently took the seat next to you. Soon, the typical conversations began to break out amongst everyone, but each of their eyes kept trying to make contact with yours, as if scanning for some invisible answer that you might like one of them back the same way they liked you. It all came to an end once the bus stopped at the base and one by one, each of them emptied out the bus, leaving only you and your adopted father. Who hadn't stood up to exit along with them, much to your confusion.

“About that reporter, (Y/n),” Your father began, causing you to internally panic, but you did your best not to show it,” I meant what I said. I trust you, and even if I might not be the happiest if you decided to date someone from the team, I believe you know what you’re getting into, and all I can ask is that you’re happy.”

His kind words made you happy, so much to the point that you could feel your eyes tear up, and you reached over to envelope him in a big hug.

“Thanks, Dad.” You grin. He nods as his own arms wrap around you to return the hug.

“...But that doesn’t mean they can start making passes on you and I expect you to let me know-”

“DAD!”

INVINCIBLE UNITED

“-I’d say that it would just simply be too unprofessional, besides, my assistant coach is much more focused on prepping our team rather than dating them,” Vince responds with a strained smile and venomous tone that poorly disguises itself as a pleasant one. Without skipping a beat, you tried to redirect the conversation, “Not to mention being busy preparing the new launch of Invincible United merchandise that fans can now buy to show their support in their upcoming game! Go, United!”

Throughout the rest of the interview, Vince glared daggers at the reporter every chance he got. You periodically had to elbow your adopted father and remind him to focus on the interview, oblivious to the looks that your team kept giving you. Some of them were smug, some held bashful expressions, and some of them were more calculating as they observed your flustered body language, scheming. When the end of the interview came, you were making sure to load up all of the players while your father “had a word” with a certain interviewer.

“Some pretty interesting questions today, right, (N/n)?” Skarra teased. You gave him a sharp look from the corner of your eye to let him know that you were NOT in the mood for his teasing, while also trying to will away the blush you could feel creeping onto your face. It seemed to have the opposite effect as he playfully held his hands in front of him in mock surrender. 

“Well, I mean, Vince’s response wasn’t really a surprise. But, we’re all a little curious about what you would’ve said, (Y/n).~” Automatic snickered, as you did a headcount of all of them. You scoffed, “Then stay curious because I am not entertaining any of you.”

When you finally deemed all of them accounted for, you went back to the first row seat that you typically sat at. Falling into your seat, you leaned your head against the window as you prayed that these idiots would drop the whole thing and that this would be a quick bus ride. However, the sudden weight change in the seat next to you told you the opposite, as your face twitched in annoyance before sitting up and turning your head to face Dooma. His amused face contrasted with your annoyed one as he spoke in that deep octave of his, “Hi~”

“I can’t believe you’re all ganging up on me over this.” You grimace, however, Dooma laughs at how unintentionally cute your displeased face was. Skarra sat up in the seat behind you, “Hey, you’re the one draggin’ this out! If you just answered, we could’ve been done with this a long time ago.”

The bus rang out in agreement. Your annoyance grew by the minute as they agreed that the sooner you answered, the sooner they would let this go.

“Fine!” You hiss out, your tone eerily similar to the venomous one that Vince had earlier in the interview, “No! I wouldn’t date any of you on this team! You’re all a bit too comfortable with cheating, in my opinion.”

There is a moment of silence that fills the bus, causing you to exhale in relief. Believing that you had finally given them a satisfactory answer that would shut them up, you turned your head to stare back at the window.

“Hey, that is an entirely different type of cheating!” Skarra defended, finally breaking the silence, and a wave of outraged agreement joined him. You groaned and hung your head in defeat as you realized that this conversation was going to go on forever. Dingaan joined in, “Yeah, I’d never cheat on you, (Y/n)!” 

The earnestness in his voice softened your heart as you shot him a gentle smile, “Well, I know you wouldn’t, Dingaan.”

Dingaan seemed to brighten up, his face a little red at how your soft tone was directed at him, but this only seemed to frustrate Skarra and Dooma more. 

“How come you only trust him? I wouldn’t cheat on you!” Skarra frowned, crossing his arms over his chest. The sweet expression on your face is instantly replaced with the same irritated one you give Skarra, “Really? And give me one reason why I should believe that!”

“Well, I-...” Skarra interrupts himself, as if he just caught himself in time, and begins to stammer a bit in his words. Dooma glances at him before briefly glancing at Automatic, both of them having the same knowing smirk. You, however, are not in the know and have no idea what to think of the weird scene that was playing before you now.

“That’s what I thought.” You snapped back. Skarra glared at you, not as harshly as he did with other people, but it was hard to say what he wanted without admitting how much he liked you right there in front of the entire team. Dingaan tried to come to his defence, being as helpful as ever: “Aw, give him a break, (Y/n)! Skarra just doesn’t know what to say without telling you that he-”

The bald male gets cut off by a silent glare from Skarra. Having had enough of this, Dooma decides to speak again: “Look, why don’t you give us an honest answer, (Y/n)? Regardless of what Vince said, would you date someone from the team?”

You’re not sure how to explain it, but there was a change in the way he spoke; you wouldn’t describe it as pleading, but you swore you could hear whisps of desperation in his tone. As if he truly was dying to know if you would ever give any of these (endearing) losers a chance. Your mouth feels dry, and even as you continue to hold Dooma’s stare, you become hyperaware of all the eyes on you. Your body feels like it’s on fire, your heart is hammering against your chest as you awkwardly cough, “Well…I mean, if I had to, I guess-”

The sound of heavy footsteps cuts you off, and your eyes dart to the entrance of the bus. Vince, dusting off his suit after pushing his way through the crowd, looked around. Skarra lets out a loud groan and shrinks in his seat, “You couldn’t have given us, like, 5 minutes?” 

Vince frowns and raises an eyebrow towards Skarra, only for his eyes to land on Dooma. Dooma responded with a nonchalant grin as he slowly got up from the seat next to you and went back to his assigned one. Vince watched intently before taking his seat next to you, silently side-eying you with a raised eyebrow, as if silently asking you what had happened before his arrival. You simply turn your head to the window, praying he couldn’t see your flushed expression in its reflection, or hear your pounding heart. 

As each member exited the bus, you saw from the reflection that Skarra’s eyes were fixed on you as he walked out, and he muttered something that sounded like a “goodnight” under his breath. Dingaan happily waved at you, which you returned with a tired smile and a small wave of your own. Which seemed to displease Vince further for some reason. While Automatic gave you a subtle wink, Dooma was the one who made you feel even more embarrassed with his bold, “Sweet dreams, (Y/n).~”

Here’s the lineup so far (you can still request more!): El Matador, Shakes, Klaus, North Shaw, Rasta, Twisting Tiger, Cool Joe, Big Bo, Eagle Eye, Skarra, Dooma, Ja Nein, Uber, Liquido, Ninja, Thor, Supa Fran, Bone Jones/Rip Staples, Riano

It's one of the only brutal sociopaths who's actually worth it... at least in my opinion.

Hope you like it :)

Skarra

-Vince is the first to know and while he doesn’t approve he’ll allow it so long as Skarra can be discreet about it

-He 100% did a background check on you like the mafia boss he should have been

-He probably tries to use the relationship to his advantage at some point or will try and pressure Skarra to break it off

-Yes, Skarra keeps his relationship with you a secret and while it’s definitely also because he has a reputation to maintain it’s also because he’s afraid of his teammates scaring you off

-Even Dingaan since A)he can be quite scary and B)He’s the most likely to reveal the secret because of his big mouth

-Dooma is the first of the team to find out and he’s going to savour this opportunity like the bastard he is

-When the team eventually finds out they’re going to give him a lot of shit and you’ll probably suffer the same treatment

-They’ll eventually lighten up on you (probably) and one or two of the might even like you enough to be the scary look-and-act-like-they’re-in-a-gang friends you likely never had

-If you don’t want to go as his plus one for events he’s all for it even if it means he can’t rub your relationship Shakes’ stupid single face

-Games are less risky but you probably don’t want to sit with the team’s enthuisiastic fans unless you do, in which case try not to get swept up in the mob mentality and end up punching someone

-Some conflict might arise within the team because even if you aren’t aware of the team’s infamous reputations or schemes you’ll become a sort of needle in Skarra’s moral compass

-If the needle is constantly spinning and/or pointing in the wrong directions that’s no-one’s business but does mean you’re probably a fun person to be around

Dooma

-He doesn’t even try to hide it and is totally going to be a smug jerk about the whole thing

-Vince, ever-manipulative, will definitely try and use your relationship against Dooma

-At least you likely won’t be razzed because no-one on the team in their right mind is going to be responsible for triggering one of their captain’s episodes when he’s being doing so well (there’s totally an “X days since last Dooma freak out” thing hanging in the locker room)

-Of course Dingaan is going to be the one to forget and give you a hard time at some point and you’ll receive a written apology within the hour

-If you insist on not wanting media attention he’ll reluctantly keep the relationship under the radar, otherwise he’s going to show you off as much as possible

I imagine some of them would get quite giggly or some even cocky. I was hoping you could do Hydra and United 🫶

A/N: AAH, YES, MY TWO FAV TEAMS! This is such a cute suggestions, tysm!!

Assistant Coach Masterlist

INVINCIBLE UNITED

     “Ugh, you are so unbelievable, Vince!” You growl, your clipboard nearly creaking underneath your tight grip as you angrily lead in front of your adopted father. Invincible United has, once again, lost in a match against Supa Strikas. Rather than listening to the advice and feedback of his assistant coach, Vince decided to do things his way again, and it was just as ridiculous and far-fetched as the rest of his schemes. Words couldn’t even describe the ridiculous stunt that you just witnessed on the field before you, but words also couldn’t describe your fury when you realized that Vince was relying more on cheap tricks than your suggestions and ideas. AGAIN.

      “It was a strategic decision, not that I would expect you to understand.” Vince scoffed, rolling his eyes at your little “tantrum”. In your defense, what was the point of making you stand out on the side of a soccer field in the sweltering heat as his assistant coach if he was just going to hire magicians or use remote-controlled soccer balls instead of listening to your input? 

      “You’re right, I don’t understand how it was a strategic decision because we still lost!” You shot back, turning on your heel to glare at him. Both of you have now stopped before boarding the bus.

     As Vince stammered for a comeback, you two gained quite the audience as most of Invincible United gathered on the half of the bus, which gave them a clear view and hearing of your argument. Dooma, who had already sat down, watched with a small smirk on his face as you exchanged witty remarks with Vince. Skarra, who always enjoyed seeing you come for Vince’s throat in your arguments, chuckled silently every time you left Vince stuttering or stammering. Meanwhile, Dingaan frowned, “ Aw, I hope they don’t argue on the way back. I hate when (Y/n) is upset…”

       “This conversation is over!” Vince shouted back with finality, now walking past you and making his way onto the bus.

      “Why? Because you can’t handle losing twice?” You sneered, walking even faster than him.

     “Idiots, get back!” Skarra whispered-shouted to the rest of the team, ordering them to get back to their original spots. They scrambled like children trying to find their spots before the teacher re-entered the room. You immediately walked past the first seat behind the driver, the spot where you usually sat with Vince, but you didn’t want to deal with him now. Vince appeared to feel the same way, glaring at the back of your head, but taking his usual seat in the front. The players immediately noticed this deviation, some looking around and trying to figure out why you weren’t sitting with Vince, while some could immediately see the situation for what it is. Skarra, in particular, shoved Dingaan to free the spot next to him when he noticed you weren’t sitting next to Vince. Dingaan, per usual, didn't seem mind or notice Skarra’s behavior. You rolled your eyes and briefly scanned the seats, trying to decide which player you would sit next to. After a few awkward minutes, you make your decision and walk next to him,

“Is it fine if I sit next to you?”

Skarra:

“As if you had to ask.”

You wouldn’t even have to ask Skarra because he expects you to choose him.

In Skarra’s mind, he has this idea that he is your favorite player on Invincible United, so you choosing to sit next to him would fuel his delulu. I mean, of course, you would choose him! He’s known you the longest out of everyone on the team, you constantly scold him about how he’s wasting his potential by aiding Vince in his cheating schemes or his rivalry with Shakes, but you can never seem to stay truly mad at him for too long. That has to mean something in his head.

While he may act cool and cocky on the outside and maybe even shooting a smug grin at his teamates who are currently pouting that you went to him, his heart gets a little fluttery that you chose him. 

Obviously, there was no doubt in his mind that you would…okay, maybe there was a little.

Underneath the “bad boy” exterior, Skarra does genuinely want your approval. There is something special to him about being the only one on the team who's able to “get you” when no one else can. He likes it when you come to rant to him about Vince because that means you trust him to understand your frustrations. When going over strategies (back when he was captain), you don’t see any point going to Vince so you’d go to him and he’d love that you not only sought out his opinions, but that you were sharing your own thoughts with him.

 However, since Dooma’s taken over as Captain now, there’s not much reason for you to seek him out like that anymore. So things like this, even if they are small, mean a lot to him. In the same breath, he would never outright admit these things to you, so he masks it by teasing you the moment you sit next to him.

“Aw, did Daddy get on your nerves?~”

“Shut up, Skarra.”

He’ll poke the bear a little bit but he also knows not to push it too far because you’re clearly upset about this loss, which is understandable. He would’ve been brooding in his seat and most likely snapping at Dingaan the entire ride if you hadn’t chosen to sit by him. If it’s bothering you, he will soften up and be genuine. Saying things like: “It’s not like it was your fault, anyway. We would’ve won if Vince weren’t such a control freak,” or other things of that nature so you’re not being too hard on yourself.

If you want to rant, he would so let you do that and he’ll even join you. Skarra loves shifting the blame onto other people too, so you both can dunk on Vince. Bantering with you and teasing you to distract you (and himself) from the loss, trying to make snarky jokes that’ll make you chuckle (I advise you never to laugh at his jokes because it will inflate his ego).

All in all, even if you guys did lose, Skarra will walk off the bus feeling like an absolute winner if you choose him.

Dooma:

“Sure, go ahead.”

I do think Dooma would be a bit more externally and internally composed.Yeah, he’s frustrated about losing but when you sit next to him, the feeling of loss dims a little bit as he silently watches you take a seat from the corner of his eye. 

You sitting next to him wouldn’t really inflate his ego. What inflates his ego is when he immediately hears Skarra grumbling in annoyance, clearly annoyed you didn’t choose him, and that causes Dooma to smirk a little bit to himself. He is very happy (excited, even) that you chose to sit next to him, but he’s a lot more composed than Skarra is.

He’s surprisingly very quiet and respectful at first, not flirting or teasing you the way Skarra immediately would’ve, nor would he immediately try and jump to cheer you up like Dingaan would’ve attempted. But he is very aware of you even if you might not know it. He notices every little sigh, grumble, or glare that you send Vince’s way. You would realize this when you mumble some snarky insult towards Vince and Dooma lets out a soft chuckle.

 Sitting next to Dooma could be helpful as you try and calm down from your argument with Vince. Dooma might even be silent because he’s waiting for you to start ranting or give you time to bring up the argument, because he doesn’t want to annoy you by pressing on the matter. If he sees that you were too in your head about the loss, then he’d probably speak up just to let you know that it wasn’t your fault.

“We play better when you make the calls.” He’d say, with a tone that makes it sound more like an absolute fact rather than an opinion.

He doesn’t really flirt with you on the ride back together, either. His tone is different when he speaks to you, however. More genuine and assuring, not something that he intentionally does, but you just happen to bring that out in him. This development might actually surprise you, but also make you more comfortable to talk/rant to him, which he is more than happy to invite. 

Dooma will also unintentionally lean closer to you while you talk or rant, showing that he’s listening to you very intently, and he might not say much aside from the occasional grunt of agreement or scoff when you’re telling him some ridiculous excuse Vince gave you to justify what happened.

However, since you guys are on a bus together, this might cause one of you to accidentally brush against the other. If you hit a particularly nasty road bump, you might accidentally fall against his frame. Which he wouldn’t mind, especially if you got nervous and tried to apologize for it. Sending you a small smile, “Don’t worry, I’ll let it slide…this time.~” Causing you to turn red in the face but try to compose yourself.

Overall, Dooma would be pretty happy that you sat with him and would be surprisingly understanding of your frustration, but also demonstrate that that he actually thinks of you pretty highly. I don’t see him rubbing it into his teammate’s face the same way Skarra would but if Skarra gets out of line, he might throw it in his face. Just to to mess with him. 

Dingaan:

“(Y/N)! DO YOU NEED A SPOT? I HAVE ONE BY ME! BUT ONLY IF YOU WANT IT!”

Once he recovers from Skarra’s shove and makes himself comfortable in his seat, the moment he sees you looking over the bus, he would immediately light up and wave you over.

The sincerity and genuine happiness in his tone make you smile. For all of his faults, Dingaan is a genuinely warm and kind person, and not to mention that he’s very silly in the most endearing ways. You pick him because you might need some cheering up after your argument with Vince or maybe because you felt bad watching him get shoved by Skarra purely because he wanted you to sit next to him.

When you choose to sit next to him, I wouldn’t say that he brags, but Dingaan would very much shout out a very happy and enthusiastic, “YAY!” the moment that you claim the free spot next to him.

He’s very frantic and adorable as he tries to hold in how happy he is that you decided to sit next to him, trying to fix his posture and declutter any of the snacks that he might have brought along with him for the trip, but also he just wants to make sure that you’re okay and that you’re not upset.

He might even apologize for losing the game, feeling bad that he had to listen to Vince rather than you because, well…Vince is scary. When you assure him that it wasn’t your fault and that you don’t blame him, then that causes him to brighten up.

Would try to cheer you up in the most earnest and ridiculous ways possible that you actually do end up feeling better. He would even share his snacks with you, displaying great excitment if you choose to accept, but being understanding if you’re not in the mood.

“Oh, that’s a good choice! Those chips are my favorite!”

Again, Dingaan is not the type to brag or rub it in his teammates’ faces…but when he makes you laugh or you’re freely sharing your snacks with him, it is very clear that everyone on Invincible United (especially Skarra) is  absolutelyglaring daggers at him. Seething with jealousy as he obliviously enjoys your company and wishes this bus ride could last forever.

However, when they see how happy you are, they’re a little less annoyed with Dingaan because at least you’re not upset anymore.

HYDRA FC

    “Uuuuuuggghh.”

   “Are you still not feeling okay, Dad?” You frowned, noticing how sickly your adopted father looked at the moment. Hydra FC had just finished up a game against Cosmos and were now walking back to the bus. However, it seemed as though your father was still suffering from the effects of that awful new seaweed dish the cooks at the floating stadium were experimenting with prior to your departure for the match. As the coach of Hydra and the developer of the floating stadium, it is natural that the responsibility to taste new recipes regarding the seaweed nutrient extract would fall onto your father. Testing it to see if it would be suitable for the players and staff within the floating stadium. Judging by the current state of your adopted dad, the recipe appeared to have failed this test. Big time.

    “Next time, I’m having Ursula be the taste tester.” Del Aqua groaned in annoyance, clutching his stomach. You laughed softly at his words, gently rubbing his back and helping him walk back to the team bus.

    “It looks like the coach isn’t looking too hot, bros,” Liquido observed from his window seat. Del Aqua did take medicine prior to leaving for the game but it was clear that he might have needed more than that, seeing as he was sitting on the bench for most of the time, and you had to take over the main coaching position. 

     “Dude, I think he looks worse than before,” Shane noted, angling his head so he can get a better view.

    “I mean, yeah, man. Nothing good comes from trying to make fried chicken from seaweed nutrition extract.” Skipper scoffed, causing some laughs to erupt on the bus. Shane spoke up again, “Man, I hope it isn’t contagious. That’d be so lame if we got sick…Or worse, (Y/n)! That’d be so lame-”

     The long-haired was quickly hushed by his other teammates as you and Del Aqua began to make your way to the bus. You briefly separated from your dad to open a window for him slightly, hoping that some fresh air on the way might ease the nauseous feeling he was probably experiencing right now. Letting him take the window seat, you assured him that you can ask the driver to possibly stop on the way at some gas station to pick up some sort of relief medicine or something from a gas station, but Del Aqua simply assured you that it’d just be best to get back to floating stadium.

    “Alright, whatever you say, Dad.” You say, “I can just sit here and help-”

    “I don’t think that’s a good idea, my little guppy. It wouldn’t do anyone good if I accidentally got you sick.” He frowned, stopping you briefly from taking a seat, “You wouldn’t mind sitting at a different spot, would you?”

     And just like sharks tasting blood in the water, every single player on Hydra FC’s head shot up at his words.

      “Yeah, okay…I guess that’d be a good idea. Are you sure you’ll be alright, though?” You frown, not wanting to leave him behind if there is a chance he might need your help. He simply reassured you that he’d be fine and that the sooner you got back to the floating stadium, the better. When you turned to look at all of your players, some of them immediately looked away and casually tried to act like they weren’t listening, while others gave you an expectant stare. One noticeable thing was that all of them had moved to the side of the bus benches, opening up a lot of seat options for you to choose from. 

    Scanning the spots, you finally decide on a play and walk over to them, “Mind if I sit here?”

Skipper:

“Yeah, it’s all good!”

When you ask if it’s okay to sit with him, he just gives you a charming grin and nods his head. Internally? He’s overthinking things. What if I didn’t put enough deodorant on and I still smell all sweaty from the game? I probably look like a mess right now. Have I been staring at them for too long? 

Meanwhile, you’re just getting settled and taking out a granola bar. You also wouldn’t even notice Skipper mentally spiraling beside you because he’s just so chill on the outside and he’s able to hide it so things don’t get weird between you guys. So when you turn to thank him for sharing his spot, he immediately breaks out of his rush of thoughts.

“Yeah, no worries! Sorry that Coach Del Aqua isn’t feeling great.”

“Yeah, major bummer, but at least I can help him from here. That’s why I appreciate you letting me sit next to you, man!”

He simply nods his head, feeling his face go red from your compliment and praying that he’s not blushing too hard in front of you to the point you might be able to notice his crush/admiration for you. 

Might offer you his water bottle in case your thirsty, he’d get flustered if you told him that you were fine and had your own, but he’d get this rush of joy if you actually took him up on his offer. After all, you two have to depend on each other as Team Captain and Assistant Coach, but in reality: he just gets happy when you’re able to rely on him in general. 

He would be smug but in a silent way, shooting a smirk at his players, but then letting this moment between the two of you speak for itself. Might lean in closely when you start talking to him about he felt the game went and what improvements he think could be made for next time, both of you laughing when he makes jokes about a stupid move someone from the other team did. This caused more of the team to give him envious glares.

If the other players try to tease him, especially Liquido, he doesn’t let it get to him and just rolls his eyes. When you join in on the banter, then he’ll just tease you back. However, if someone jokingly tried to convince you to sit next to them, Skipper will already have his mouth open, saying: “Sorry, we still have a few more things to discuss. Like that terribly pass you gave.”

 Nothing too malicious or jealous, since he is just messing with them, lightheartedly, but he is also still showing that he will absolutely not let them convince you to change spots. You chose him, end of story.

If you look cold or tired, he might offer you his jacket if it has it on him. If you accept it, he’d be way too busy focusing on how cute you look in his clothes that he doesn’t notice how envious the rest of his teammates look. At the end of the ride, he might even “forget” to ask for it back. 

Liquido:

“Been waiting all season for you to ask me that.”

His head was one of the first ones to perk up when he heard Coach Del Aqua’s suggestion about founding a new spot to sit at and he was the first one to make room, ignoring the laugh and snickers from his fellow teammates.

Liquido’s energy and confidence would make him a fun bus buddy, in all honesty. He can tease you without being an absolute jerk, and chatting with him is never boring. Plus, he could be a good distraction from how much worry you have about Coach Del Aqua.

He’s very pleased with himself as you sit next to him, but he also will try to keep playing it cool. In his head, however, he’s all: “HAH, I KNEW IT!!”

He would so turn around in his seat just to glance at the rest of his teammates, causing them to role their eyes because they can already tell he’s going to be so stupidly obnoxious about this for the longest time. Like, tomorrow at practice, they already know he’s going to talk non-stop about this in the locker room.

He’d also try to reassure you that Del Aqual will be okay, teasing you lightly about how cute you look when you're worried, and chuckling when you shoot back with a snarky remark. 

Might even play stupid games like “would you rather?” while also rigging the questions to make himself seem favorable. Stuff like: “Would you rather go surfing with me or with Shane?” or “Who on the team would you trust save you if you got stranded in the ocean?” and if you say “Him” then he immediately gets in inflated ego but if you answer anyone else, he’ll playfully but also genuinely try to explain why you should’ve atually said him.

Then he’d want to ask a bit more personal questions about you, he likes getting to know you, and it wouldn’t be anything too personal. Just stuff like your hobbies and interests. Each answer you get is received with an acknowledging nod or clever response he made in his head, but is being stored away with care in his memory…just in case.

He will talk about the game but he specifically wants to talk about it to see if you noticed any of the cool or clever plays he made or did. Saying stuff like, “Yeah, that pass was risky but I’m glad I made it.” or “Yeah, those defenders were pretty tough but clearly, not enough.”

He’s basically trying to get you to praise him for how he played and to test if you were watching him, especially because he tends to show off in front of you. With that being said, if you do acknowledge his impressive plays or even compliment him on it, he will briefly be caught off gaurd but will be training/improving his skills and techniques just so you can praise him again.

Shane Finn:

“Yeah, totally! Help yourself!”

He has no shame in showing how badly he wants you to sit with him. Loudly saying how he has an open seat the moment he hears Del Aqua’s suggestion about you moving. Some players roll their eyes while his other teammates just snicker, but their reactions don’t matter because it worked.

When you make yourself comfortable and thank him, he responds with: “Yeah, no problem!” but internally, he fist pumps the air and fireworks are going off in his head. He knows that his grin is way wider than it should be but he doesn’t care to fix it, after all, he’s genuinely happy that you chose him.

HUGE YAPPER. You won’t even have to worry about your dad because Shane will be cracking jokes, talking about how stupid the refs were, or just try to get you to roast the other team with him. Any of the players around you who want to try and recapture your attention by joining in the conversation don’t get the chance because Shane knows how to keep your attention on him.

Out of all of them, there will definetly be more touching because Shane will want to look back at his teammates if they tease him and because I can see him being those guys who wants to look at people when they’re talking. So expect lots of shoulder touching, knee touching, and all those other scandalous things. 

He doesn’t mean to do it be weird and if you are uncomfortable, then he’ll try to be a little less squirmy, but if you don’t seem to mind, well…that’d lowkey just make him fall even harder for you tbh.

His teammates will definetly tease him if he’s a bit more chipper/easily excitable than usual. Like, if he’s in a conversation with them and he keeps asking you directly for your opinon, they’re all: “Shane, quit bugging (Y/n).” and he’d immediately snap back, “I am not bugging her!...Am I?”

Would give you, like, his last protein bar if you mention feeling a bit hungry. He’ll also take his phone out to show you cool surfing videos of him outside the floating stadium, lowkey trying to show off his stunts, and being all: “I can show you how to do it when we get back, it’s pretty easy!” and if you say yes, expect everyone on Hydra to immediately invite themselves or say that they can teach you tricks better than Shane.

He’d totally share his earbuds with you and the both of you can listen to music together, he’d suggest that he pick a song and you pick a song. He would love to see your reactions when he shows you his favorite songs and hear your opinion but he’d also be curious to see what your taste is like and if he can use that in the future for later.

Synopsis: The Assistant Coach of each team is quite literally confronting their adopted dads and/or teams about all the times they’ve nearly attempted to murder other players or nearly died due to unethical coaching practices. 

Author’s Note: NO BECAUSE I GET IT’S A CARTOON BUT WHY ARE MURDER ATTEMPTS JUST SOMETHING THAT HAPPENS? WHY DO NONE OF THESE TEAMS HAVE A HUMAN RESOURCES DEPARTMENT? THEY CLEARLY NEED ONE. But also, be prepared for the whiplash difference between Supa Strikas and Invincible United, I'm afraid I cooked a bit too hard with the Invincible United (my favoritism is showing), but IMO, Vince would be so offended that you'd ask him not to commit attempted murder. Also, I didn't add Dingaan because the writer's block was settling in.

Teams: Supa Strikas (here), Invincible United (here), Technicali (Upcoming), Iron Tank (Upcoming), Hydra FC (Upcoming), Nakama FC (Upcoming)

Assistant Coach Masterlist

Inspired by the relationship HCs

Let's ignore the fact that he's a big red flag in canon

The fact you two are married doesn't change his priorities

It just cements you as the person he lives for

His level of protectiveness somehow reaches more than the top

If he already had your name tattooed, it's upgraded

Maybe wedding date, initials in a heart or something symbolic.

When you're in public he's still the same stoic guy

But behind closed doors, he's a giant teddy bear.

He insists on protecting your independence and making sure no one treats you disrespectfully, he's not controlling tho

At social events, Dooma stays by your side, his arm around your waist or shoulder.

Cuddling is non-negotiable

He can be jealous sometimes, but never toxic

He's aware of his past... ehm... behavior? And since he changed his identity and met you, he promised himself you'll never meet the old Dooma.

I didn't forget, (well, maybe I did) I'm just fuckin sick rn, so much I didn't go to class.

Requested by anon

Song: Toxic by Britney Spears

There’s something about the way he carries himself, the raw confidence mixed with that edge of danger, that makes your heart race. Everyone else can see it too; they give him sidelong glances and whisper that you should be careful. But none of that matters when it’s just the two of you.

Tonight, he leans against the wall with that usual cocky smirk, his eyes locking onto yours like a predator honing in on his prey. You know this look. It’s the one that makes your knees weak, the one that makes you crave him even when your better judgment says to slow down. But with Dooma, there’s no slowing down. He’s always been a whirlwind of adrenaline, and being with him feels like playing with fire—intoxicating, thrilling, and just a little bit dangerous.

He crosses the room toward you, his presence all-consuming, the space between you two suddenly charged. His hand slides to the back of your neck, tilting your head up so you meet his gaze. “You’ve been avoiding me,” he says, his voice low, gravelly, and just a little too serious. His thumb brushes against your skin, sending a shiver down your spine.

You bite your lip, teasing him. “Maybe I needed a break. You’re bad for me, Dooma.”

His grin widens, amusement flashing in his eyes. “You love it.” His other hand trails to your waist, pulling you flush against him. There’s no escaping now, even if you wanted to. But you don’t—never from him. It’s the pull, the thrill, the way he makes your world spin with just a touch.

“You know I can’t stay away for long,” you admit, the words slipping out more breathlessly than you intended. He always knows how to get under your skin, how to make you feel like you’re on the edge of losing control. And you love it.

“Then don’t fight it,” he whispers against your ear, his voice laced with that dangerous charm. “You know exactly what this is.”

His lips brush yours, teasing, but it’s enough to make your heart race. The world around you fades, leaving only the sensation of him—his warmth, the heat between you two, the way he makes everything else seem insignificant. You’re addicted to the rush, to the way he makes you feel like you’re spinning, slipping under, but not caring because you’d follow him into any storm.

He kisses you then, rough but deliberate, and you’re caught in that heady mix of pleasure and danger. There’s no escape, but you don’t want one. You’re falling deeper into his world, where he’s the toxic rush you can’t resist.

“You’re dangerous,” you murmur against his lips, unable to pull away.

“And you’re loving every second of it,” he replies, his smile dark and knowing, like he’s fully aware of the hold he has on you. And the truth is, you are.

You’ve always known being with Dooma was like dancing with a loaded gun—volatile, intoxicating, but utterly irresistible.