Y/n never planned to spend her second year entangled with Aoba Johsai's boys' volleyball team. One mistake turns into hours of helping out, hauling gear, dodging spikes, and surviving banter. It would be tolerable... if not for the team's ace. Iwaizumi Hajime is everything she's not: disciplined, stoic, and infuriatingly judgmental. From day one, the two clash in quiet jabs and sideways glances. Their tension is impossible to ignore, especially when training camps and different tasks throw them together far too often. But between drills and unexpected moments, something starts to shift. And even though falling for each other wasn't part of the plan... plans might change. Started: Aug 16, 2025 Ended: -------- Highest rankings: #2 in Aobajohsai #2 in iwaizumihajime #4 in iwaizumi #4 in nekoma #10 in nekoma #11 in Karasuno

❝ want me to kiss it better? ❞ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ ╭ ┄ ┄ ┄ ┄ ┄ ┄ ┄ ┄ ⋆ ★ ┆in which y/n meets the esoteric boy ┆that used to doodle on her in class years ┆later at his tattoo parlor ╰┈➤ tendou satori x black/hispanic (fem) reader est. 050821 -rintoons©

"𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐨𝐫 𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞" ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ in which y/n experiences a change of heart

You've been best friends with Osamu Miya for as long as you can remember- and by extension, you've been stuck dealing with his twin. Atsumu's loud, cocky, and always in your space, teasing you like its his favorite sport. But lately, something's shifting. The jabs feel different. His glances linger too long. And when the teasing stops, the silence is even more dangerous. Your lips become a secret he guards with a smirk, your name a prayer whispered after practice, behind Osamus back. The guilt should eat you alive- but the thrill? Its addictive. And the feelings? They're getting harder to hide. Some secrets feel too good to keep. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑨𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒖 𝑴𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒏. Tropes: *Childhood friends to lovers* *Enemies to lovers* *Best friends Brother* *Secret Dating* *Forbidden love* ᴅɪꜱᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ: ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏᴡɴ ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ɪᴛꜱ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴜʀᴘᴏꜱᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɪꜱ ꜱᴏʟᴇʟʏ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴜɴ. ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀʀᴛ ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀʀᴛ ᴜꜱᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴇɴᴛᴀɪʟ ꜱʟᴜʀꜱ, ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ, ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀʏ ʙᴇ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ. (ᴇ.ɢ. ᴀʟᴄᴏʜᴏʟɪꜱᴍ, ɢᴀᴍʙʟɪɴɢ, ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ɪꜱꜱᴜᴇꜱ ᴇᴛᴄ.) ᴇɴɢʟɪꜱʜ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ'ʟʟ ᴅᴏ ᴍʏ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴘᴇʀʟʏ. Cover Art: freaka_Loonyz Highest ranks: #1 haikyuufanfiction #1 atsumuxreader #1 atsumumiya #1 haikyuu #1 sunarintarou #1 miyaatsumu #1 miyatwins

The first day at a new school was supposed to be nerve-wracking, but I had my priorities straight: stay low-key, avoid unnecessary drama, and, most importantly, keep my new white blouse stain-free for at least a day. Apparently, the universe had other plans. Because instead of smoothly blending in, I found myself standing in the middle of the bustling cafeteria, drenched in lukewarm coffee, with a six-foot-tall rooster-haired volleyball jock staring down at me like I was some kind of rare species. That's how I met Tetsurou Kuroo.

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.

TANGERINE TROUBLE | "Why do you keep calling me your friend?" "Because I like you." "You don't even know me." "Then let me learn." ✧ Yuina Shimizu didn't plan on spending her first year surrounded by volleyball-obsessed boys, dragged into practices she didn't ask for, forced into a role by her overly persuasive cousin, Kiyoko. But what's worse than the unexpected? Hinata Shoyo-bright-eyed, too loud, too close. He's sunshine. She's cold shade. And he won't stop orbiting her. ✧ hinata shoyo × oc (reader) In which the new Karasuno manager is emotionally unavailable, sarcastic, and deeply allergic to tangerine energy. Hinata calls her his friend. She calls him annoying. Somewhere in between? They might or might not fall. "You're blocking the water dispenser, Carrot Head." "You could say please, you know." "I could also push you." "You're always this mean, or is it just to me?" "Only to people who follow me around like puppies." "So... just me?" "Exactly." ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა canon rewrite | Karasuno era slow burn • fluff • angst • not so friends to lovers manager!reader × sunshine menace • one-sided friendship (at first) Tanaka and Noya commentating everything in the background 𝚄𝚗𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍.

"U-Ushijima san!" Sakura clams her eyes shut and bows in a sincere apology "Gomennasai!" She had shocked Ushijima Wakatoshi beyond beliefs and he couldn't help stare blankly at her. She was terrified, so terrified she was trembling. Not even her ex, Oikawa intimidated her so much. "Gomennasai!" She slowly raised her head to meet his eyes. She peeked at him with one of her eyes still closed only to see his expressionless face. Her eyes met his and she stopped breathing. She didn't understand the funny feeling she was getting. He was intimidating, tall and ginormous. He was towering over her ignoring his pounding head. "What's your name?" His gruff, heavy voice flatly asked after a few long seconds. She knew she was dead. ----- "T-Toshi san!" She moaned in his ear. "Who's your Daddy?" He huskily growled. "Y-You're daddy..." she whimpered almost loosening the knot in her stomach "You own me." "Good girl" I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS, THE ART OR THE PICTURES. CREDITS TO THE ORIGINAL CREATORS. If you see something that belongs to you or to someone you know please let me know so I can credit them. If you see this story anywhere else, it's WITHOUT PERMISSION. Please report and help. Thank you so much ♥️♥️

suna rintarou x fem. reader he's so down bad, it's almost ridiculous.

"𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵! 𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴-𝘖𝘏 𝘔𝘠 𝘎𝘖𝘋, 𝘈𝘔 𝘐 𝘋𝘠𝘐𝘕𝘎?! " --- started: March 14 2025 ended: April 18 2025 (Bokuto Koutaro x Fem!Reader | Soft!Fluff | College AU) 1 in #bokutoxreader 1 in #uwu The cover is not mine- I found it on Pinterest :)