𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 ❝Saltyshima!❞ ❝Shut up, lamp post!❞ Just a first year high school girl that is almost tall as Tsukishima and a sort of troublemaker who happened to be his classmate. ━━━━━━ ♡ ━━━━━━ ✎: 092618 • 103118 ↳: softsemi ➤ haikyuu belongs to furudate-sama. ➤ media used here doesn't belongs to me, they belong to their owner/s.

Y/N transferred to Karasuno High, after a long first day at school, she went to the volleyball gym to practice . After bumping into a salty blond haired boy, she soon becomes the assistant coach for the boys volleyball team. She gets along with everyone on the team and soon falls in love with the coaches roll. Y/N gets closer and closer the salty boy over time. And both started to fall for one another without even realizing it. -this does have some language!!

-𝐤𝐞𝐢 𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 -the bold granddaughter of ikkei ukai and sister of keishin ukai, y/n begins her first year at karasuno high fighting with another student over grades and strength. -y/n ukai strikes a deal with her big brother that she will be karasuno's manager as long as kei tsukishima stays out of her way. 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬! language 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬! smut, fluff, angst 「 © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 | 𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭 」 i do not own haikyuu nor its characters. i only own the ocs and the plot.

"Before the ravens fly... they need their wings, and that is you, Kurobane-san. The black feather..." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "The offer still stands." "Hmph. I've been suspended from school, your volleyball team doesn't need to meet the Black Feather of Miyagi." "Well, that's just it. Karasuno, the crows and Kurobane, the black feather." "Your point?" "I'm just saying that Karasuno needs a very talented assistant coach." "Heh. A delinquent that is." The raven-haired girl stood up from her seat and turned her back on Kiyoko, Karasuno's lady manager. "Matte, Kurobane-san." Kiyoko said. "Just remember, whatever happens, the volleyball club is always open." She continued. "Yeah, sure. Keep that on mind, later on." The raven-head said as she disappeared from sight, like a speck of a black feather... waiting for the right time to glide alongside the wind...