Just times with you and Yoosung that you both cherish <3 mainly going to be from Yoosung's pov

y o o s u n g x r e a d e r o n e s h o t s || some fluff, some simple, a lil lemons :) ||

"Am I an assassin?" "Yeah" ©︎-peiskos 2016 Highest rank: #669 in Fanfiction // this book is... very cringy.. JDGDM THE ONLY THING THATS GOOD IS THE COVER LMAOOO go check out my newer works instead!

It's hard for me to remember the days I played with passion. I know I did, but the feeling is completely gone. It was after we were completely crushed at the preliminaries that I started doubting myself and volleyball lost its meaning to me. That is, until a silver haired boy showed me and told me something I'll never forget. ~ "Every player feels the same pride about the fact that they're going to be on the court, no matter whether they're some genius or just a regular person. And you should, too." ~ This book is written in 1st person pov and the reader's last name is Ayase. I hope you enjoy! [I do not own the fanart that is in the cover photo, all rights to the owners]

"How can you save someone when you can't even save yourself?"

unknown: what was for homework? kenma: i'm homeschooled book one in the wings series. #1 #kuroken 2020.05.14 tw!! includes mentions of self harm, abuse, suicide ©️hqheaven 2018

once arriving at the beach, he climbed off calmly as he got escorted to his backstage station catching a glimpse of y/n at one point; perking his curiosity. he snapped out of his interest into the mysterious one and looked at the escorter, "oh, uh, thanks," he said, his words slickly rolling out from his throat in a slight gravelly voice. he was still slightly tired, but he would hold up. he looked at his door, one was his number on the performance list. he exhaled deeply as he twisted the doorknob until it allowed him to push it open. the doorknob had felt cold against the warmth of his touch, which he didnt mind. he shut the door behind him and sat down in a director chair, pulling his earbuds out and paused his music. he began to practice on the song he was doing, singing as well. he never really preferred to sit while practicing, so he stood once more, walking around. the world seemed to disappear around him as he sang and played the guitar, he was focused, and he felt somewhat happy. genuinely for the first time in awhile. and he was ready for what the rest of the day had for him. ♛ ♛ ♛ you and kageyama meet at a festival in miyagi, japan, on a beach called hamasaki beach. you two have never met before this, and you both seem to hit it off; despite his rudeness, you understand where he's coming from. you both become friends and exchange numbers, you text back and forth, making plans and such. both discover they're both interested in volleyball, and get to know each other more. the more he sees you, the more he fell in love with you, and the harder it got to contain it. he was always oblivious to feelings, so he never knew the hints and feelings you showed him were meant more than friendly.

The most annoying thing about Hinata is the fact he never shuts up. Most of the time, Kageyama can tune the other out but every now and then a certain phrase or conversation that loudmouth has come out with will just stick with Kageyama like glue. It's the dumb things Hinata blurts out that leads to Kageyama questioning his sexuality. Then on top of that, Kageyama needs to deal with the stampede of females that seem to be invading the gym because of one stupid photograph. Really, he's not sure how anyone survives being a teenager. --- © 2014. All Rights Reserved by weirdpurplepanda ---

manga spoilers!! atsumu was more interested in hinata than he thought he was drabbles + headcanons i've fallen deeper into atsuhina it's too late for me

just random haikyuu one shots I post on here for my friends.