Kunimi Stories

Y/n is a famous girl that nobody knows. Why? Because shes in a band called the secret masks (aka the silenties). They wear masks to hide their identity. She fell in love with a boy named akira kunimi. Kunimi liked to hear music from the silenties. He liked yoyo very much and little did he know.. "OH MAH GOD KUNIMI ARE YOU NOW RUDE OR SOFT TO ME LIKE BITCH DECIDE-" "both, but rude to everyone" ⚠️Sad warning⚠️ (mayBe) ⚠️A tiny little smut warning⚠️ ⚠️swear warning⚠️

You wished you went to Aoba johsai like your favorite person but you didn't. You went to Shiratorizawa and met him again at the volleyball tournament.

-caramel candy; it all started because of your clumsy self bumping into him and a small bag of caramel candy... -started; 9/11/20 -ongoing; i do not own Kunimi or any haikyu characters in this fanfic! all credits go to haruichi furudate! i also do not own any fanart included in this story, all credits go to the respectful owners! i only own the plot of the story!

From a distance you seem to be drawn by Kunimi's eery character, could it be curiosity? Maybe jealousy? Or could it be what you fear the most, love. Just a book of Y/N's thoughts and interactions with Kunimi, I guess. Inspired by @HaikyuDork1 's Fanfic - As The Rain Falls So Do I (kunimi x Female reader) (Completed) Published: 25-01-23 Finished: -Ongoing- Last Updated:

Figure skater Oikawa x Hockey player Iwazumi https://vm.tiktok.com/ZNR1eHwDb/-Is what it's based on I also posted this on A03(same user) (Oikawa is based on Yuzuru Hanyu and Iwazumi is based on Yutaka Fukufuji)

Some kinkuni headcanons for your hearts ranging from fluff to smut and even some angst

Akira crosses his right leg over his left with a heavy look in dull brown eyes. "What is it that you think I mean?" He asks. Sat across from him, mile long legs folded awkwardly underneath the table in their too cramped kitchen, Yuutarou's face flushed a pale rose color. He looks away from Akira. "It sounds like you want this to end." Nothing is said at first. Akira is bringing a mug of coffee towards his lips, silver streams of steam billow up as he takes a sip. "You know," He begins. "I'm not even sure what I mean."

There was only one thing he hated about this season. Well, actually two things but the second one just came up. First, the wind. The cold wind hitting him in the face whenever he left the house. Annoying. Especially if it was snowing. Don't get him wrong. He loves snow. Snowball fights, snow angels, long walks in the freshly fallen snow. But he hated it when these little flakes flew in his face like pebbles. All thanks to this annoying wind. Yeah, he hated winter wind. ~~~~ cover picture from pinterest; credit to the rightful owner (if you know who took it feel free to comment and ill name them^^') The second thing he hated about winter, or more precisely about December, was his birthday.

Yahaba, Kunimi, And Makki is a world famous stars, which means they are the popular kids in the School. They decided to join the VolleyBall club and there is when there love story begins........ This charaters are not mine and never will be.And pictures and characters used in this story is not mine and belong to there respectful owners.

Why are we all so mean? In which Kageyama, Kunimi, and Kindaichi manage to make up thanks to an outside force. Kitaichi fix-it fic.

two seemingly normal people who just continued living their lives suddenly met in the most unusual and beautiful circumstances. what followed was a story of two people, who unbeknownst to them, were meant to be. so even if the stars above are saying otherwise, the fate of the two had already crossed paths. @hqheaven 2020

A brief moment of generosity occurs when the paths of two strangers cross on a calm, wet day. Y/n, a quiet and contemplative girl, is by herself in the park when the unexpected storm threatens her book. However, their lives become entwined in ways none of them could have predicted when an enigmatic boy lends her his umbrella. When both parties have to face their own feelings and fears, what starts out as a straightforward act of kindness develops into something more profound. This tale, which examines how even the tiniest actions may alter a day-and a life-is one of modest connections, unanticipated compassion, and the complexity of first impressions.

You didnt have any friends and you lived alone but all that changes when you met akira kunimi (this goes the same for him as well)

Oikawa's mum is diagnosed with cancer and doesn't have long left to live, Due to his poor attitude while this is occurring, he loses those he cares about. TRIGGER WARNING: Cancer Self harm Mentioned suicide Possible assisted suicide? Family troubles *As the story goes on, I will possibly add more. This is all I can think about for the time being.*

... have you ever been replaced? forgotten? all for some dumb reason? welcome to the club babe (haikyuu x trans! oc) cover by: @-mochi_jp-

Basically just HQ one shots, and LOOOOOTS Of doodles. I will certainly also write stuff about my favourite ships cuz why not . ✰ - fluff ᯾ - angst 𖦹 - smut Requests are open!!!! Little disclaimer when it comes to taking requests; !I wont write stuff I feel uncomfortable with !When sending requests, give me their full name, what genre it should be and a short story line (sumin like ; a scenario in which he proposes,..) - Thats all have fun :))

Two stars. Separate they barely seemed to shine but together they lite up the whole galaxy in its brightness.

Currently Revising/Editing* // 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓼, 𝓷𝓸𝓷 - 𝓮𝔁𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝔂 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓮𝔁𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 // 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚢𝚞𝚞 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚜, 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎(◍•ᴗ•◍) | 𝘚𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘶𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴ಥ_ಥ |

A crack texting story about MatsuHana I literally love this ship so ASDFGHJKL HERE*^* They also go to different schools and they just met each other through Instagram DMs ^^

✎✏✐ I do not own the characters nor the show, all credits goes to Haruichi Furudate. Typographical and grammatical errors ahead. And this story is soon to be edited, hence bear with it until I deal with that. Thank you.