❝ man, i'm just here to take pictures of you so my club will stay alive. ❞ ↳ aimoto iori never expected her second year would su- ck this bad. ever. MIYA TWINS X OC ((NOT POLYAM)) © SNOWZUME, 2020 BEGAN: 05-01-20 ENDED: 11-14-20 WC: 90,556

"You can't play volleyball anymore." To which she replied, "Watch me." The accident that destroyed her dreams is what forces Kageyama's cousin to transfer to Karasuno. Between family, school, and health problems, she's got a lot on her plate- but she's determined to do whatever it takes to make sure she can fly again, even if she has to manage a crazy volleyball team along the way. Disclaimers First of all, I do not own Haikyuu!! All credits to Furudate Haruichi. This history is not mine. Is from a author from fanfiction.com, Dutchess Frost. I do have permission to publish this. I hope everyone of you can enjoy this great story like I do! #1 in Karasuno August-2020 #1 in Hinata August-2021

"We don't need things like memories" ~~~~~ Being one of Inarizaki's Volleyball managers is tough, the countless responsibilities and duties could easily become too much for anyone. If it wasn't for her attachment to the team, maybe she would have quit. Y/N is a second year at Inarizaki High School, constantly trying to balance out her school work, manager duties, and her own personal ambitions makes her constantly question how she finds time to deal with the team. Whether the twins are fighting again or causing their own kind of trouble, Y/N knows she can absolutely not rely on Suna or Ginjima to do anything. Maybe if Kita wasn't so helpful, or Akagi wasn't so kind, or even if Atsumu wasn't so clingy, she'd follow through with her threats to quit. But who's she kidding? She loves them too much. [Sakusa Kiyoomi x Reader] This fic will basically follow the friendship that Y/N has with the Inarizaki team, and eventually her relationship with Sakusa =w= (Mega Slow Burn please be warned) (Also contains heaps of manga spoilers)

The reality of life hurts. The struggles we have and the problems we make wind up inside of us; more specifically, inside of a locked bottle in the brink of overflowing. Miura Nozomi stumbles upon Oikawa Tooru. Or maybe it was Oikawa who stumbled upon Nozomi. Without knowing even one speck about each other, they both leak the upmost confidential secrets about themselves that were meant to be locked up. The two develop a blossoming friendship, but could it also be more? "𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰." [Also on Quotev under @writingnorth] [guys I haven't visited this fic in a hot minute, but this was my first ever completed fic ever, so the writing may be not as experienced lmao-but pls enjoy!]

It was the absolute rule of the court that he plays on The canon, Ushijima Wakatoshi only needed to be given a high toss in order to score a point. And the rule had been absolute ever since he was in junior high. Whoever they were, whatever their position was, wherever they came from, he had beaten them more than they could retaliate, and this was an apparent fact. The absolute rule has always been followed. It should have been followed... If you weren't on the opposing side. After all, this absolute rule of an absolute point... does not apply to you. And Ushijima Wakatoshi knows this fact- he had known ever since he had first met you, had trained with you and he still knows it now. The ball rotated in a nasty rotation as it was almost disfigured when it left the slam of the athlete's hand. You whistled as you saw it at first. And here he says he was just playing casually. You swoop in on the angle it was directed to, adjusting the balls of your feet as to stabilize your body for the impact, and received it head on. And they could all see it. How the nasty spin of the ball who would leave most players helpless was instantly being killed as soon as it landed in your forearm. The athlete could only grin at the familiar view once again. But this had always been the case and Ushijima Wakatoshi knows. The callouses on your arms and hands were a testament of the feats you've accomplished as an athlete, of feats he didn't knew were possible. If he was an eagle preparing to take flight in the professional stage, your place in that sky has already been engraved. And he often finds himself wondering- How can someone so small be bigger than he is? - A/N: Warning for Size difference and eventual smut. Warning that the reader is an OP (overpowered) character. It says Ushijima x reader but its actually an OC, just written in a second pov.

Fujiwara Yumi, aka Park Yumi, the youngest female volleyball player ever to be offered a spot on Korea's Women's volleyball team. Everything was going as she hoped, she was getting closer and closer to achieving her ultimate dream goal. People even gave her a nickname: The Sniper of South Korea. And then it happened. Feeling trapped with nowhere else to go, Yumi runs away and goes to live with her older brother in Japan, starting school at Itachiyama in the middle of the first term. This is a work of FICTION. Any and all names that may correlate with real people are a coincidence and those people are not related to anything that happens in this story. ⚠️There will be mentions of PTSD/SA/and other mature themes and I will not explicitly write trigger warnings into the chapters because those topics will be present in a lot of them, and I feel like that ruins the flow of the story. This is your only warning, so read at your own discretion⚠️ I do not own any characters in Haikyuu, only the OC of this story. I also do not own any pictures that I may put into the story, unless explicitly stated otherwise. All art credit goes to the original artist unless explicitly stated otherwise.