#yahaba

series:

various!aoba johsai x f!reader - fight!

aoba johsai vbc x f!reader - shitty bf

aoba johsai vbc x f!reader - confess and run

aoba johsai vbc x f!reader - first date

aoba johsai vbc x f!reader - unpopular

ts!aoba johsai x f!reader - then vs. now

solo:

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oikawa tōru x f!reader – the man who can’t be moved

oikawa tōru x f!reader – yearner

oikawa tōru x f!reader – whisper

oikawa tōru x f!reader – take care

oikawa tōru x f!reader – clap

oikawa tōru x f!reader – finesse

oikawa tōru x f!reader – bribery

oikawa tōru x f!reader – fanclub

oikawa tōru x f!reader – aliens

oikawa tōru x f!reader – parcel

oikawa tōru x f!reader – sanctuary

ts!oikawa tōru x f!reader – the moon

iwaizumi hajime x f!reader – boyfriend senses

iwaizumi hajime x f!reader – holding hands

iwaizumi hajime x f!reader – strong

iwaizumi hajime x f!reader – CATastrophe

iwaizumi hajime x telepath!f!reader – suspicious

ts!iwaizumi hajime x f!reader – protein

matsukawa issei x f!reader – podcast

kyōtani kentarō x f!reader – good job!

kyōtani kentarō x f!reader – tame

kunimi akira x f!reader – butchered

© showhay — don’t copy nor translate without my permission. i do not own any of the photos that i have used. credits to all the rightful owners. (˶ˆᗜˆ˵)

"Skipping out on us?" Oikawa teased, tossing a volleyball in the air as you packed up your clipboard. "And here I thought we were your favorite people in the world."

"You’re absolutely not," you deadpanned, adjusting the strap on your bag.

"What’s the occasion?" Iwaizumi asked, more genuinely curious.

"Wedding," you muttered. "Family thing. My parents are making me go."

Matsukawa, stretching lazily, smirked. "That why you’re sneaking off?"

"Something like that," you grumbled, crossing your arms. "They’re making me wear this stupid dress. It’s all tight and uncomfortable, and the shoes are even worse. Who the hell decided that formalwear should be painful?"

Hanamaki raised an eyebrow. "What’s it look like?"

You groaned, already dreading the memory of trying it on. "It’s one of those straight-jacket ones that make you feel like you can’t breathe. Apparently, looking ‘put together’ is more important than basic human comfort. I swear, my mom picked this just to torture me."

"Sounds fancy," Watari mused.

"Sounds awful," you corrected. "I’m gonna suffer through this thing and then burn it the second I get home."

"Bet you’ll look nice, though," Kindaichi added hesitantly, rubbing the back of his neck.

You gave him a deadpan look. "If you call suffering looking nice, sure. Anyway, I’ll see you guys at the next practice. Don’t destroy the gym while I’m gone."

"No promises!" Hanamaki called as you walked off.

That was the end of it.

Practice was still in full swing when you stepped back into the gym, freshly changed and already regretting every single life choice that had led you to this moment. You had only come back because you’d stupidly left your phone on the bench, a mistake that now seemed far worse than just being phoneless for a few hours. The team was scattered across the court, finishing up drills and cooldowns, their chatter filling the space as they moved around. You had hoped—prayed, even—that you could slip in, grab your phone, and leave unnoticed. But fate, as always, was cruel.

Then you stepped forward.

And the entire gym stopped dead in its tracks.

Oikawa, who had been mid-sentence, visibly choked. His water bottle slipped from his hand, clattering to the floor.

"Holy shit," Matsukawa whispered, not even trying to be subtle.

Iwaizumi, caught off guard, blinked hard, as if his brain needed an extra second to process what was happening. Yahaba, who had been chatting with Kunimi, turned so fast he nearly gave himself whiplash, mouth opening but no words coming out. Kunimi, usually too lazy to react to anything, actually paused, his usual indifferent stare slightly wider than normal.

Even Kyotani, who rarely paid attention to anything that wasn’t volleyball or fighting, furrowed his brows, looking between you and the rest of the team like he had just walked into some elaborate prank. After a long pause, he finally muttered, "Why do you look like that?"

You shifted uncomfortably, hating every second of this. "My God. Can you guys stop staring?"

"We can’t," Watari blurted, sounding just as shocked as the rest.

Because, for the first time since they had met you, you weren’t wearing your usual baggy, oversized clothing. You weren’t hidden under loose layers of fabric that swallowed your frame. No, today, you had been dressed by your mother, which meant you were in something far more… put together.

The dress was sleek and form-fitting, something you never would have picked for yourself. The fabric hugged your silhouette in a way that felt unfamiliar, and you had spent the entire night feeling like you were playing dress-up in someone else’s clothes. To make matters worse, your mother had insisted on makeup—subtle, but noticeable enough to make you feel even less like yourself. The heels were even worse—unsteady, impractical, and making you curse whoever thought fancy shoes should hurt.

"Why—how—what?!" Kindaichi, who had been stretching, nearly tipped over from shock.

"Is that you?" Hanamaki added, pointing unnecessarily.

"No," you deadpanned. "I’m an imposter. The real me is at the wedding, plotting my escape."

"Hah—seriously, though! You clean up nice," Matsukawa mused, looking you up and down with a smirk. "Didn’t know you had it in you."

"No one did," Yahaba muttered, still looking at you like you had just shapeshifted before his eyes. "What the hell."

"I don’t," you grumbled, adjusting the hem of the dress uncomfortably. "My parents picked this out. Not my choice."

"Your parents should pick your outfits more often," Oikawa said before immediately ducking as Iwaizumi chucked a towel at his head.

Kunimi let out a short exhale. "So that’s what was under all those sweatpants. Huh."

Kyotani just grunted, arms crossed. "Tch. Whatever. Doesn’t change anything." But the way he kept glancing at you said otherwise.

"And that’s why I dress the way I do," you huffed.

Sensing your growing discomfort, Iwaizumi sighed, running a hand down his face. "Alright, that’s enough. Stop freaking out."

"I am freaking out," Oikawa retorted. "This is earth-shattering news."

"You’re an idiot," Iwaizumi muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"You love me," Oikawa shot back, undeterred.

"I don’t," Iwaizumi deadpanned.

You exhaled, already exhausted. "Okay, I’m leaving now. If anyone makes another comment, I swear I’m quitting this team."

"No, wait!" Oikawa called. "Just one picture—"

You shot him a withering glare that promised pain if he continued that sentence. He wisely shut up.

With that, you turned on your heel and left, still muttering under your breath about hating dresses, hating heels, and how you were never letting your mother pick your outfits again. Behind you, the team was still buzzing, voices overlapping as they tried to make sense of what had just happened.

Matsukawa let out a low whistle. "Damn. We’re never gonna see that again, are we?"

"Nope," Hanamaki sighed. "Should’ve taken that picture."

"So we had a hot manager this whole time?" Yahaba muttered, still looking at where you stood like he was processing a cosmic revelation.

Oikawa, arms crossed, hummed thoughtfully. "Iwa-chan, do you think we could convince her to dress up again?"

The Hantengu brothers, living with grandpa Hantengu since Urami died and trying increasingly ridiculous stunts to kill peepaw and get that inheritance money.

Zohakuten, despite being the youngest, became a Hashira.

The new main trio. Unlike Tengen, Gyutaro is good at makeup

Music Mansion, the butterfly mansion’s counterpart + Enmu (Make sure to count your shiny belongings before leaving, the triplets haven’t exactly unlearnt their thieving ways.)

Swordsmiths aren’t swapped so i can spread Gyokko/Hagenezuka propaganda

Prev. Frost hashira, the hand—not-exactly—demon

MUZAN: Tanjiro mentioned he smelled heavily of death and considering how heavy and dark the moons say his presence is, he probably smells VERY heavily of blood with a rotting body smell under it.

-UPPER MOONS-

KOKUSHIBO: Most would assume being the one who had received the most of their master's blood he would have a bad smell too, but surprisingly he has a very pleasant scent. He still smells heavily of blood being the strongest moon but he smells mostly like green tea and incense. Many female demons who had attempted to court upper one will often compliment on how nice he smells.

DOUMA:  Douma and Akaza have similar scents since both have movesets based off winter, however both have different elements to distinguish them. Douma smells like freshly fallen snow, but freshly spilled women's blood and lotus blossoms as well. It's the biggest reason Akaza hates being touched by him.

AKAZA: Like Douma he also smells like freshly fallen snow but a heavy addition of gunpowder-smokiness like fireworks after they exploded.

HANTENGU/CLONES: The clones all have a different scent. Hantengu smells like an old dusty attic because of how much he hides in dark places, Sekido smells like the air after a rainstorm, Karaku smells a mix of sweat and surprisingly pine, Aizetsu smells like wet leaves, Urogi smells the most vile of the seven due to his hoarding/nesting issues but after he bathes, he smells like fresh hay. Zohakuten has the most pleasant scent of the seven being a mix of sandalwood and pine with an underlining smell of burning wood. Urami has the second best scent smelling like expensive tobacco and aged sake.

GYOKKO: Gyokko out of all the 12 Kizuki has the most unpleasant scent. He usually smells like sea salt and rotting fish, so other moons usually avoid him for this reason. Sometimes he'll have the scent of pottery clay and paint added to him.

NAKIME: Like Kokushibo she also has a nice scent. Some kind of incense with the distant hint of perfume underneath. After all she's still a refined lady even if she's a demon.

KAIGAKU: He has an ashy smell to him. Like how a burning log would smell after the fire dies down and the ashes are still smoldering a little bit.

GYUTARO AND DAKI: Tanjiro mentioned he smelt unpleasant and filthy, so I think he'd smell like rotting leaves/compost and blood. Daki being his sister has his scent rubbed off her but alone she smells like heavy perfumes and make up being an oiran.

-LOWER MOONS-

UBUME: Amarilliyas flowers. She used to plant them a lot as a human so it only makes sense she smells like the flowers she once loved.

HAIROU: Gunpowder with a heavy metallic tang to it. When he uses his wolf BDA the faint scent of wet dog can be smelled.

RUI: Rui has an almost clean untainted scent to him. He smells like freshly spilt blood in the fresh air after a rainstorm is over. It's as pleasant as it is dangerous.

MUKAGO: I think she'd have a sweetened-bad scent to her. Like a mochi cake that's starting to rot after going bad.

KAMANUE: I dunno why, but I think he'd smell like cotton. Maybe from the fabric he wears, or his softer features compared to the other lower moons.

ROKURO: Old milk and stale bread. I dunno why, he just screams like he'd smell like old food to me.

WAKURABA: Burnt paper. Yeah he doesn't get to have a pleasant smell either to match his unpleasant attitude in the movie.

KYOGAI: Old paper, ink, and leather due to his human self loving to write and his body being imbued with leather bellied drums.

ENMU: He smells a LOT like smoke and coal especially after he fused his main body to a train.

SUSAMARU: Cotten and rice because traditionally in the olden days, temari balls were made by stuffing rice into round cut pieces of fabric.

YAHABA: Soap and other various cleaning products they had around the Taisho period considering his germophobe personality.

-ALLIED DEMONS-

TAMAYO: This one's pretty easy. She smells like a lot of different flowers at once due to her blood demon art there's also an underlining medicinal smell to her too.

YUSHIRO: Yushiro has a heavy medicinal smell about him too considering he's around Tamayo alot. He masks his actual smell with his BDA to avoid getting caught so no one truly knows what he smells like.

NEZUKO: She has a very sweet smell to her like mochi cakes or sugarcane to match her sweet personality.

GENYA: Genya doesn't keep the smell after his transformation leaves but for a shortened time he smells of gunpowder. He also temporarily takes on the scent of the demon he eats. When he ate Aizetsu he temporarily smelt like wet leaves and gunpowder until his transformation wore off for example.