❝𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒❞ *:･ﾟ✧ in which you teach kuroo english, and he teaches you... other things. kuroo x fem!reader i do not own haikyuu.

❝︎ 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬❞︎

"Ｄｏ ｙｏｕ ｅｖｅｎ ｌｏｖｅ ｍｅ Ｋａｇｅｙａｍａ？" - - - - A sweet middle school relationship with Tobio Kageyama turns into Y/N's first heartbreak as the two struggle as first years at Karasuno High. Tobio Kageyama's passion for volleyball has overtaken him as he neglects their relationship. Y/N finds herself fighting for his attention constantly. When is enough, enough? It's clear as day that volleyball is Tobio's love. - - - - A slowburn angst fanfic. - - - - I *do not* give anyone any permission to translate, create videos, or republish my work. I have all rights to my stories and would appreciate everyone to enjoy them on the platforms I post these stories on. These stories are free and I don't feel comfortable knowing others are making money off of them. (｡•́︿•̀｡) If you see my work anywhere else other than Wattpad and AO3, just know I did not give them any permission. - - - - Rendered photo from whateverheaddrop - - - - #1 in koshisugawara (8.14.20) #1 in koshi (8.26.20) #1 in haikyuufanfiction (9.29.20)

What happens when you are the only who knows that the world-famous, strict, stoic Ushijima Wakatoshi has a weakness? He got a sweet tooth. The "World's most Fit Volleyball Player" has a thing for the desserts that you make. You later getting dragged into his world, as his Nutritionist. Can you keep his secret, keep him fit, make him win the world cup and also try hard not to fall for this awkward handsome giant? Lots of Fluff and other stuff ;). all the art includes in the chapters and cover photo is not mine. ❗️❗️DO NOT READ NSFW CHAPTERS IF YOURE UNDER 18❗️❗️❗️ Past Rankings: #1 Haikyuu #1 Ushijima #1 UshijimaxReader

| Oikawa Tooru x Athlete!Reader | Set during Haikyuu canon | Slow Burn | Friends with Benefits | Smut | Oikawa Tooru has been hopelessly in love with L/n Y/n since middle school. She lets him kiss her, touch her, stay the night-but ask her to be his girlfriend? Not a chance. To her, friends with benefits is all he's ever going to be. After a devastating injury at Nationals, Y/n walks away from the sport she once lived for. New school, new routine-volleyball is the last thing on her mind. Until an old friend ropes her into managing the Karasuno team. Now surrounded by old rivals, new teammates, and the same boy who's never stopped chasing her, Y/n finds herself falling for the game all over again. But going pro means facing her past. And Oikawa? He's never stopped waiting for her to catch up. ⸻ Warnings: Smut | Depictions of injury | Death Genre: Sports romance | Slow burn | Angst with heat ⸻

❝ he'll only continue to hurt you. ❞ a story in which you love someone who does just as much harm as they do healing. this story will contain... sexual content, abuse, alcohol, drugs, and mature language - i don't own haikyuu

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.