a year after they broke up, tsukishima kei finally reads the letters his ex-lover wrote to him. ➴ started : 2/1/21 ➴ ended : 2/1/21 ➴ i don't own hq/kei (just y/n) ➴ ANGST

First year Y/N loves volley-ball but she can't play on the karasuno boys team. She finds out a solution but it's very risky. This is a tsukkishima x reader that I hope you like. Haikyuu and it's canon characters do not belong me. Achievements #2 in tsuki

𝘐𝘯 𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 "4 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴, 1 𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯", 𝘚𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺. 𝘈𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘵. 𝘎𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵. 𝘎𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴. 𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥. 𝙏𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙖 𝙆𝙚𝙞. 𝘚𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵. 𝘉𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭. 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵. 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝙔/𝙉. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘛𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘒𝘦𝘪'𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥? 𝘍𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘛𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘒𝘦𝘪'𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘒𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘰 𝘉𝘰𝘺𝘴' 𝘝𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘺𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘛𝘦𝘢𝘮. ㅡㅡㅡ 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 10 December 2020 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 : 04 April 2021 𝟏 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 : 12 May 2021 ㅡㅡㅡ 𝘼𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙖𝙫𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝘾𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙚 & 𝙋𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙏𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮: @xin0521 & @Viliarel ㅡㅡㅡ Please do not modify and/or repost on other platforms. I do not own any characters and media (except for my own edits and characters) that will be featured in this story. Full credit belongs to the rightful owners. Enjoy and happy reading! ©𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐱𝐣

"Ｉ ｄｏｎ＇ｔ ｓｅｅ ｙｏｕ ａｓ ａ ｇｉｒｌ．" - - - - Y/N is close friends with Tsukishima and Yamaguchi since elementary. It makes complete sense that she is doomed to fall in love with one of them. That one being Tsukishima Kei. The only problem is-- Y/N isn't the only one who feels the same way about Tsukishima. - - - - 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. - - - - #1 in tsukishimaxreader (9.19.20)

Kinda a Youtuber AU, kinda not. "(L/N)-San, there is a very pretty 3rd year asking for you outside!" One of your classmates called over to you. "Okay I'll be right there!" You said as you got up out of your seat and to the door. Once you left your classroom you saw a very beautiful 3rd year that you could have easily mistaken for an angel. She started to speak " Hello my name is Shimizu-senpai and I am the current manager of the boy's volleyball team. You haven't joined any clubs, have you?" You shook your head 'no' in response. Shimizu continued, " Well when this year ends I won't be the manager anymore and I want someone who can take my place and do a good job, would you like to become a manager? No pressure you can take your time and answer when you feel comfortable." "I'll do it!" I update 1-2 times a week!

[I don't own Tsukishima Kei or any of the other characters from the anime, "Haikyuu!!"] ...You're pathetic. Thinking you could escape from me. You're mine. Only mine. And I would do anything to keep it that way. .... I guess I have to teach you a lesson.

Falling for Tsukishima Kei was never part of the plan. (Y/N) Kageyama has always been content living in the shadow of her volleyball-obsessed twin, Tobio. But when she finds herself drawn into the world of Karasuno's team-despite having no interest in the sport-things take an unexpected turn. Between old wounds, an overprotective brother, and a best friend who sees through her every facade, (Y/N) is used to keeping people at arm's length. Then there's Tsukishima. Annoying. Sarcastic. Too smart for his own good. And somehow, the only person who makes her feel seen. What starts as teasing banter turns into something deeper-something neither of them are prepared for. But (Y/N) has spent years building walls, and Tsukishima has never been one to break them down gently. As feelings intensify and past traumas resurface, (Y/N) must decide if she's willing to let someone in... and if Tsukishima is patient enough to wait. Because love isn't always easy, and sometimes, the hardest battles aren't fought on the volleyball court.

They say time heals all wounds. But what if the past never really left? Years after walking away from everything she knew, (F/N) returns to Tokyo-older, wiser, and no longer the girl she used to be. In a city where ambition runs high and secrets are currency, she finds herself face to face with the people, places, and memories she thought she'd buried for good. Some faces are familiar. Some wounds never healed. And some truths... are better left unsaid. But fate has a funny way of pulling threads you thought were already cut. "Maybe some stories don't end-they just wait for the right time to begin again." 𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆: This is the all-new version of Sweet N' Salty-completely rewritten with a fresh plot, deeper storylines, and more to look forward to. If you've read the original, welcome back. If you're new, I hope you stay awhile. ♡

The Kingdom of Karasuno was left devastated 7 years ago causing it's fall in power and glory. They lost their King and their Queen and left behind their only daughter to rule the Kingdom on her own. After losing her loyal knight she seeks out a new one, only to discover Tsukishima the brother of her previous knight. Giving him the job she takes the throne, relying on him to help her along the way. Soon (Y/n) finds herself falling for her knight and wishing for a relationship with him but is left with the thoughts on whether her loves her back and if a relationship will get in the way with the war with her fated rivals.

The long process of slowly catching feelings condensed into 10 stages. How exactly do two people who started off with one whole conversation of trying to out-sass the other come into terms of the possibility that they started falling for each other? Started: April 08, 2020 Ended: April 18, 2020 Disclaimer: I do not own anything except the story idea. Haikyuu is owned by Haruichi Furudate. Reader belongs to themself. The ten steps used in the story can be found in the "A Conscious Rethink" site. Any similarities to an existing work of fiction is purely coincidental.