Glitched

Glitched

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Premise: Rintarou unexpectedly meets the girl of his dreams through an online game and he does his best to find this mysterious girl in the real world and keep her for good.

Word Count: 3101

Chapter 2: Help!

After an agonizing first period, Kageyama finally had a moment to think about what Miya-san asked him this morning, his class aircon was having a bad day causing everyone in it to feel even more lethargic but he was pretty sure that he’s never heard your name before, then again, he doesn’t care much about people, for all he knows you could be in his class. So he decided to ask Hinata, he surely knows more people, it’s not like he owes anything to Inarizaki’s setter but it’s always good to have someone of his status owe you something. ¨Hey idiot, do you by any chance know someone called (Y/N)?¨ he asked his teammate while putting some change into his vending machine of preference, looking for a very much needed doze of milk. ¨Hmm…can’t say I do. Why, is she pretty? Did she confess to you or something?¨ Kageyama grimaced down at him, not believing his ears, ¨Thankfully, that’s not it. The Inarizaki team was looking for her, so Miya-san sent me a message, was hoping you could help since I’m no good with this kind of stuff.¨ Hinata nodded, crossing his arms, agreeing completely to such statement. ¨I'll ask in the group chat I’m a part of. If she has anything to do with volleyball in this prefecture someone there is bound to know her.¨ Kageyama gave him an appreciative wave and walked in the opposite direction looking for a shaded place to enjoy his very much needed treat and its hydration.

Hinata pulled his phone out and asked in his group chat if anyone knew who the mysterious girl could be. This chat had people from Date Tech, Seijoh and Shiratorizawa, someone had to know who you were. Due to the timing, they were all mostly in class and not looking at their phones, so he puts his back in his pocket and ran towards the cafeteria hoping they still had some sandwiches left.

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Osamu could feel Suna’s eyes on the back of his neck during the entire morning, it was annoying him so much that he was about to stuff a sock in their teacher’s mouth just so he could get up and say something to his classmate.

When the lunch break came around, he was up in a second, slamming his hands on Suna’s desk, ¨What? What is it? Why did you keep staring at me all morning?¨he was snarling down at the middle blocker, towering over him with pent up stress, he didn’t do anything to get on his nerves, not that he was aware of at least. ¨Did Atsumu send you a message?¨ he tilted his head to the side in confusion, ¨Why would he send me a message, we live together.¨ Suna heaved a deep sigh, checking his own phone for the tenth time in the last thirty minutes, ¨I just thought he could have sent you one, that’s all.¨ Samu considers himself a very patient man, but his teammates can sometimes get in his bad side. Did he not trust him? Since when is he closer to Atsumu than he is with him? What was he not telling him? ¨Care to tell me what’s going on?¨ Suna actually wanted to get up and go look for his twin instead, but he complied, maybe he could help him more than his brother, ¨So I’m trying to look for someone who lives in Miyagi. That’s why I begged Atsumu to ask the Karasuno setter if he knew about her, that’s all. I guess I was just expecting to hear more from them sooner.¨ he was about to get up when Osamu held him back down, ¨Do you know anything else about her? We could try looking her up in social media. It’ll be tough for someone like Karasuno’s setter to even know a girl unless they’re like classmates, I’d say it’s better to dig somewhere else.¨ he had never seen Suna’s eyes completely open up until this day, did he really not think about that? ¨Well, unfortunately I don’t know much, but I will try that, thanks. I’ll let you know if I need more help.” he smiled up at Samu in appreciation, this being the second time of the day a Miya ended up breathless taken back by his little smile.

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You were doing your fair amount of research on your own during the weekend, but you were unable to find any Rintarou tagged in the volleyball team from your school’s account. You were hoping to see pictures of the teams they played against but they don’t seem to like that concept. All you knew about him was his name and that he played volleyball probably in high school, not much to go around so you were quickly loosing hope of ever finding the guy who stole your heart last Friday. If only you weren’t so shy, and had just asked him for his number.

Your last hope was asking the boys directly. You weren’t what you would consider a social butterfly, so having to talk to people you don’t know was a bit daunting. Thankfully, on your stalking attempts from the past weekend you saw one of your classmates in the team pictures, you didn’t even know he was part of the volleyball team but you thought he should be a safe bet, never talked to him before though, barely even knew his name. 

You made your way to the back of the class where he usually was, it was lunch time and he was talking with that scary looking friend of his. Judging people based on looks isn’t your thing, but you could agree with the fact that he was a bit scary. A few steps away from him your hands started to sweat and you felt a bit dizzy, but there was no going back down now, you had to at least try to find him.¨Nishinoya-kun, can I ask you something?¨ he was staring up at your beautiful delicate face, cheeks red like apples, your eyes looking anywhere but his face. Was one of the cutest girls in his class about to confess to him? Could this be possible or was he just dreaming as usual? ¨Sure, come, sit here. Sorry, he is a bit stunned right now. Not used to pretty girls talking to him.¨ his friend pulled a chair for you to sit with them, smiling softly at you. He wasn’t that scary now that you had him up close. You appreciated his comforting actions, he gave you the courage you needed to proceed. Smiling at him you sat down on the offered chair.¨Thank you. Do you guys by any chance know anyone called Rintarou? He should be in a school volleyball team. I know you guys have been to many important matches with teams across the country, so I thought maybe you can help me.¨ Ryu was feeling an immense amount of pride in his heart, so pretty girls know about their accomplishments now? What’s next, magazine covers? ¨Um, sure we can help. Sorry, Rintarou you said? Do you know which school he goes to?¨ of course it was too good to be true, girls like you don’t just talk to him, but hey, who knows maybe if he helps you, you’d fall for him, he wasn’t going to lose hope just yet. ¨I don’t know…¨ you sighed looking down at your hands over your lap, ¨He has the cutest little accent though, so probably from the west side of the country?¨ none of them could think of anyone named Rintarou, this would be difficult.

Tsukishima was looking for his upperclassmen, his underwear went missing from his gym bag again for the third time this month, a superman printed pair of boxers replacing it and he just knew who they belonged to. ¨Tanaka-san, did you take my underwear again? I swear if I see yours in my bag once more-¨ he stops mid-sentence when he finds the target of his outraged speech sitting with a very heartbroken looking girl, talk about horribly bad timing. ¨YES! I realized they were missing when I got home, you seriously need to see the beauty of life, Tsukishima, all your boxers are gray.¨ their bickering made you chuckle, bringing you back to their attention. ¨Hey, Tsukishima. Do you know anyone named Rintarou?¨ that was such a random question, it made him think, ¨Anyone named Rintarou? Can you be more specific? I’m pretty sure we all know one or two Rintarous¨ you got up from your chair, holding his hand with both of yours, eyes screaming for help, ¨He plays volleyball and has a cute accent!¨ Tsuki had his eyes on your joint hands, suddenly forgetting how to breathe but carefully listening to you, ¨Ugh you mean Suna then?¨ the wide smile on your face was causing his brain to seize functioning, since when was there such a cute girl in this school? He seriously needs to stop hanging out with Yamaguchi, he eats up all his free time.

Both of his teammates were staring at him confused, not recognizing the name mentioned, ¨You know, Inarizaki’s middle blocker? Suna Rintarou?¨ they gasped in unison, ¨Wait, wait, the scary looking dude or the one with the cool technique?¨ you were on your toes now, hoping to get as much information as possible, you knew the possibility of it actually being who you were looking for was pretty slim, but this was your only lead, ¨The cool one. His team represented Hyogo, I would say he had an accent, not sure if a cute one, but yeah not as heavy as the rest of his team.¨ your head was spinning with joy, not thinking clearly you hugged Tsukishima as tight as you could and squealed on his chest. ¨And that’s how you loose a woman, Noya-san.¨ the evil smirk in Tuski’s face was priceless, but there was no time for this, you looked up at him, not letting go of him just yet, ¨Do you…have his number?¨ the sparkles in your eyes were entrancing him to fall into the valley of the dead, but he had to hold his ground, ¨I do not. But maybe Kageyama can help you with that, he knows someone from his team.¨ you had no idea who this Kageyama was but you made Tsuki promise he would take you to him after practice.

In reality, all he could hear was that he would meet you after practice, not the purpose of it, but who cares really, that just meant he would get to see you again, without the rest of the team getting in the way. Hopefully it wasn’t Suna the one you were looking for and he could be there for you when disappointment hit, not the ideal way of getting a girlfriend but your warmth was all he could think about while he waited for the second period to be over.

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Hinata pulled his phone out while walking over to the gym for practice, that’s when he noticed the group chat he had asked for help was going crazy with notifications.

Koganegawa met someone named (Y/N) at a Nekoma game once, he was fairly certain that she was a Kenma fan, so Hinata decided to add him to the chat, clueless little Kenma didn’t know the name of any of his regular adoring fans, making everyone in the group chat send sighing stickers at the same time. “I do know a (Y/N), though. From this community of gamers I’m a part of. She’s very nice, we switch dlc’s all the time, I even have her number.” but Hinata dismissed him quickly saying they weren’t looking for a gamer girl but someone invested in volleyball. To this since Kenma wasn’t much of a help, he added Yaku to the group and left the chat.

Unfortunately Yaku didn’t know any Kenma fan of that name but apparently, Goshiki’s cousin’s best friend was called (Y/N), ¨But Hinata-kun, she goes to your school, no? My cousin is a second year, wait I’m going to send you a picture of her so you can tell me if we are talking about the same person, let me stalk my cousin’s account.¨ he went into the lockers room, getting ready for practice while he waited for the promised picture.

When he finally saw it Hinata screamed so loud, everyone out in the gym could hear him, ¨KAGEYAMA!!!¨ he forwarded the picture over to his teammate, nearly jumping on him, ¨Why didn’t you tell me it was (L/N)-senpai!!??¨ Kageyama stares at the picture of you, Goshiki had cropped the rest of the picture to get you to stand out. He was seemingly lost, he kind of thinks he’s seen you around but isn’t sure, ¨Sorry, who?¨ Hinata facepalmed himself plopping onto the floor in annoyance at his clueless teammate, ¨The girl you were looking for! You know (L/N)-senpai? The pretty second year girl that helped us with geometry that one time in the library?¨ realization finally reaches Kageyama, memories flooding his head, ¨OH, I know. So her name is (Y/N)? I didn't know that. Let me send the picture to Miya-san to see if that’s who they’re looking for.¨

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Atsumu was about to go into practice mode, stuffing his uniform into his locker when his phone beeped, he was going to ignore it and check it later but Suna’s miserable looking expression made him think about it twice, with a long sigh he unlocked his phone, ¨Wow, no wonder you were so depressed. If this isn’t who you are looking for maybe I should visit Tobio-kun more often.¨ Suna was on him within seconds, snatching his phone away, he didn’t know how you looked like, how was a picture going to do any good? But damn, the girl was definitely his type. ¨Is it her?¨ Atsumu was trying to retrieve his phone, secretly hoping he would say no, ¨I don’t know what she looks like…..WAIT¨ he grabbed the phone once more, zooming onto the school bag you were wearing on the picture, ¨That is one of those hell rabbits from the game we were playing! It's got to be her!¨ Atsumu got his phone back, looking at the bunny charm hanging from your bag, ¨Everybody plays this game, Suna. If you don’t know how she looks like, how were you planning to find her? This is absurd.¨ he stashed the phone away in his locker and went out to the gym. ¨Common man, ask him for her number! If it isn’t my (Y/N) then you could just talk to her yourself, she’s pretty cute.¨ didn’t sound like a bad plan, ¨Kay, lets do it after practice.¨ 

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It was dark outside but you were sweating, Summer was on its peak now and you really wished you were home right now laying half naked in bed and eating some ice cream, but you were on a mission.

A cute looking freckled boy came out of the gym and you startled him by jumping in front of him without notice, earning a cute lil squeak from him, ¨Sorry, did I scare you? Do you happen to know someone called Tsukishima? He is very tall and blonde. I’m supposed to meet him after practice.¨ you gave him a shy looking smile, a little blush painting your cheeks at the intensity of Yamaguchi’s stare, ¨I-I yes, I do know him. Wait here, I’ll call him over.¨ he ran back inside the gym leaving a dust cloud behind. ¨TSUKKKKKIIIIIIII¨ a ball nearly hits Tsukishima on the face, his outburst causing him to lose concentration. ¨Can’t you see I’m still busy?¨ he growled at his friend, what if he gets hit? He needs to stop screaming like a maniac. ¨There’s like the prettiest girl in the universe waiting for you outside, I’m positive practice can wait.¨ Tanaka stops what he’s doing, knowing exactly what that was about. ¨Oh yeah, she’s actually looking for Kageyama though, Tsukishima was just trying to get more time with her.¨ he was now elbowing Tsukishima on the ribs, trying to embarrass him. ¨Looking for me? A girl? What for?¨ Yamaguchi ran back outside and brought you with him, gently holding your wrist like if you were made out of rice paper, ¨OH it's (L/N)-senpai! We were talking about you earlier, we realized we didn’t know your first name. Wait you did say something about liking games before… do you know any Kenma?¨ Kageyama covered his mouth with the palm of his hand trying to quiet down the little beast, but he kicked Kageyama on the sheen, making you giggle. ¨Did you need me for something, senpai?¨ he was rubbing his leg, looking up at you and he just looked like an adorable wounded puppy, you didn’t know your volleyball team was so much fun to be around, ¨Ehm, Tsukisima-kun told me you know someone from Inarizaki. I was wondering if-¨ Kageyama got up in seconds, analyzing your face up close, ¨So you are the (Y/N) Miya-san was looking for.¨ you blinked at him a few times.

¨Miya-san?¨ Hinata was about to start raving about who he was and how was it possible that you didn’t know who he was, he was basically an idol. ¨Yeah, Inarizaki’s setter, he asked me if I knew any (Y/N) but didn’t say why. Come with me, let’s just call him and get this over with.¨ 

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Practice was over for Inarizaki, they were all walking out of the gym, when Atsumu’s phone rang, ¨Oh Tobio-kun! I was about to text you!¨ Suna stopped walking, pressing his ear to the other side of the phone, earning a stomp on his foot from the setter. "I have a (Y/N) here with me, the one I sent you the picture of earlier, care to confirm if it’s the one you need?¨ Suna was making signals with his hands, instructing Atsumu to put it on speaker, he couldn’t hear anything and it was driving him crazy, ¨Well we don’t know much about her but yeah, if you could put her on the line, would be appreciated.¨ 

Kageyama handed you his phone and you took it with a trembling hand, your heart was about to burst and your voice sounded shaky, almost like a squeaky little mouse, ¨Miya-san?¨ his heart exploded, what is it with this girl, why was she so damn cute??? But his heart wasn’t the only one who was having a hard time, Suna grabbed the phone away, almost yelling at it, ¨(Y/N)??? Are you my (Y/N)?? How do you kill a flying slime?¨ you chuckled, tears threatening to go out, ¨You shoot them with the pink arrows, Mr.sausage.¨ he was losing it, he could literally feel how fast his heart was beating, on his brain, even on his nails, he found you, he freaking found you, ¨Oh my god, (Y/N) this stupid game, I swear I will find their building and burn it to the ground.¨ you were now sitting on a bench, kicking a little stone around with your feet and smiling widely with Kageyama’s phone pressed to your ear, ¨Tell me about it! I didn’t know what to do so I asked my volleyball team for help, one of them told me that a Miya-san was also looking for me, were you…¨ you didn’t want to jump to conclusions but it did sound like he was also looking for you, ¨I was yes, I tried so hard to find you but I know nothing about you, we need to change that right now. Give me your number.¨ he pulled out his phone, creating a new contact and adding your information, ¨There, I sent you a text, save mine. Is it ok if I call you when I get home?¨ you looked down at your phone and saw a cat sticker blowing a kiss and your heart just couldn’t take it anymore, happy tears were rolling down your face and you replied sniffling, ¨Yeah, please do.¨ 

Were you crying? He didn’t know how to deal with that kind of situation it’s one of the reasons why he avoids girls, ¨Don’t cry, I'm too far away to hold you. Save them for the weekend, I’m jumping on the first train to you on Saturday.¨ you just nodded, brushing the tears away from your face, ¨You better…¨

The rest of the Karasuno team were all staring at you, some with dreamy eyes, some with disappointment painting their features and Kageyama, well, he was just hoping his phone wasn’t covered in snot. You ended up making new friends and finding the guy who made you go out of your comfort zone more than once just to hear his voice once more.

Thanking Kageyama you gave him back his phone and went over to Tsuki to give him a warm hug of appreciation, even if thanks to Miya-San’s efforts he would have find you at some point, you were just so grateful that Tsukishima was there for you, that he took your concerns seriously and found who you were looking for. His chest felt tight as you held him closely, his reckless wishes taking a hold of his body, making him wrap both of his arms around you possessively, startling you and his team. “Is it ok for me to have your number too?” he was mumbling against your hair. You were in such a great mood and having someone hold you after crying just made you feel so full, of course you complied exchanging numbers, always happy to make new friends. But that was way off from the blond’s true motives. Suna might be cool and all, but he lived miles away from you, way across the country, he can wait as long as you needed to figure out this wouldn’t work and the one by your side when you do so, will be him.

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Tagged babes: @dazaisfavgf, @thisbicc, @jcrml, @karasunoya, @lauraagrace

Previous Chapter Masterlist

“Sakusa-san’s not with you?”

From across the lobby Sakusa hears his name and sees Kageyama talking to his cousin who motions to him. “Sakusa’s over there.”

The young setter looks over as Komori explains “Sakusa absolutely hates crowds.”

It’s an understatement.

Sakusa’s about to amalgamate with the wall he’s pressed so tightly into the corner and he’s still too close to the nearest people. He doesn’t care that they’re looking at him like he’s crazy. The only thing he wants to take home is a victory from nationals, not germs

-“Where the hell is our damn manager?”-

and certainly not any new friends.

Three athletes slither through the throngs of waiting teams. The first, the one who must have spoken, leads the way with a sneer as the other two follow in amusement.

“Probably having another panic attack.”

“Sometimes it seems like we only make it to nationals out of spite to see our manager suffer when we get here,” one of them snickers.

Sakusa unwillingly tracks their progress through the crowd in his periphery.

The first one, the angry one, leers. “We certainly end up having to do most of the–there.”

On reflex Sakusa looks up and sees them lock onto-

you.

You’ve pressed yourself into another corner, not as tightly as he has, but very clearly trying to avoid making contact with anyone else.

“Fucking weirdo,” one of them murmurs and then scoffs. “And there’s our water bottles, yep!”

Sakusa can see them winding their way in your direction but you haven’t noticed them.

Your eyes are on the ground and you’re forcibly stretching your neck and shoulders while your hands…

“Seriously, I’ve had it with this crap. It’s so embarrassing,” the angry one growls and they’re almost to your corner like a pack of rabid wolves.

Sakusa doesn’t remember moving.

One moment he’s fighting for his life in his own corner and the next he’s shooting straight through the crowd,

-”Oi! Spas-tasticon!”-

and wedging himself between you and your teammates.

“What the hell?!” demands the angry one in front.

“Whoa, dude…” one of the other whispers behind him. “That’s Sakusa Kiyoomi from Itachiyama…”

“And? What do I care?” He tries to get past; Sakusa doesn’t feel like a good wall with his hands in his pockets, still wearing his mask, but he must be effective because the guy growls in frustration. “What the hell are you doing?! That’s our manager back there who needs to get it the fuck together–”

“Your manager,” Sakusa says with his usual unintended intensity, “is having a panic attack.” 

“Yeah, I don’t really care. I’m just here to-”

“To check on your manager, right?” Sakusa vehemently cuts him off, looming over them so darkly two of them back up but the angry one in front stands his ground.

“It’s our manager’s job to check on us,” he snarls back. “We’re not here to coddle the hand-flapping baggage who just makes this” –he waves a hand toward the crowd– “more stressful!”

“Maybe you’re the ones who make it stressful,” growls Sakusa. “That ‘hand-flapping’ is a coping mechanism. Your manager’s just trying to regulate this” –Sakusa mocks his gesture– “sensory overload for you. Maybe if you weren’t such a pathetic excuse for a team-”

“What’d you just say?!” The guy grabs for Sakusa’s neon yellow-green jacket and Sakusa braces himself but the fight never comes. A brunette pops up between them.

“Hey guys, what’s going on here?” Komori asks with a friendly chuckle and diplomatic laugh. “Not trying to start something before anyone can get on a court, right?”

“Your curly-haired friend here’s meddling in our team’s business.”

Komori looks over his shoulder in surprise at Sakusa who’s still glaring at the trio. “Their manager’s overstimulated and they were about to harass-”

“We weren’t going to harass!-”

Sakusa glares, nostrils flaring under his mask and Komori chuckles again, a little more nervously this time. “Ookay, oookay everybody just calm down.”

The rest of the Itachiyama team wanders over sidling up to Sakusa and Komori until they’re surrounded by intimidating highlighters.

“Everything okay here?” Iizuna asks from behind the hostile trio who whip around.

“We were just–” whispers start swirling and the trio exchange anxious looks, “…leaving” they answer, and quickly rush off.

Iizuna turns a questioning eye on his libero and ace who shift to reveal

you.

You’re trying to disappear into the corner unable to look at anyone as you tightly rub your wrists, wring your hands, and trace your fingers.

“Hey there,” Iizuna calls in practiced neutrality. “I’m Iizuna Tsukasa, the captain from Itachiyama…” He glances at your hands. “How quickly does it pass?”

“I’m fine,” you deny, avoiding the question.

Iizuna sighs. “Why’d you come if you don’t like crowds this much? Why become the manager?”

“Because I love volleyball,” you retort defensively. “I didn’t make our school’s team so I did the next next thing I could to be involved.”

Iizuna’s brow lifts and he resists a smile. “Sounds familiar.” Sakusa scoffs and Iizuna smirks before gesturing to the racks of bottles at your feet. “Want some help?”

“No. ‘m fine, thanks…” you mutter and look away, clearly embarrassed.

Iizuna gives you an appraising look and shrugs, motioning for his team as he leads them away. Sakusa goes to follow but hears a quiet

“Thank you.”

and pauses, looking back at you vulnerably avoiding his eye. “Really…thank you…for sticking up for me.”

“Why’d you stay with your team if they treat you like that?” He asks. Your eyes flick to his face ready to defend but he offers “there are other teams, better teams to manage if you’re just in it for volleyball.”

As he’s walking away he hears you mumble the name of his school in memorization and smiles to himself.

Maybe all he cares about taking home is the victory and a new manager.

Glitched

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Premise: Rintarou unexpectedly meets the girl of his dreams through an online game and he does his best to find this mysterious girl in the real world and keep her for good.

Word Count: 3289

Note: Hello, my beautiful dumplings. Welcome to my Suna miniseries, huhuhu. This will be a short story (4 chapters lol sorry, that’s my definition of short 🙃 sometimes I wonder how people write complete stories under 800 words, I just cant-), while I prepare for my new big series. Some high school drama, no multiple endings or routes just one~ Smooches for all of you.

Warning: Mild spoilers, if you’re up to date with the anime you’ll be just fine.

Chapter 1: Not so bad.

Suna Rintarou was by no means enjoying his second year of high school. Summer weather was definitely not his favorite, always tough on him, but the agony was even worse this year. He was tired, not just physically but mentally, the toll of dealing not only with his own sense of failure but also his teammates who were gravely disappointed of not being able to give their captain the satisfaction of going to the finals and bring victory to their school in his last year on the team.

It hasn’t been long since Inarizaki lost to Karasuno, which meant the practice schedule has increased not only in frequency but also in intensity. Days were very long and every single muscle in Suna’s body hurt. He was really looking forward to the holiday weekend, meaning he would have an extra day to rest.

His classmates were raving about this new online game that had recently come out and was very popular. They had plans to play together during the weekend and advance into one of the heaviest of dungeons before classes resumed, but their plan came to a sudden stop, the twins were being dragged by their mother into a family wedding across the country and they wouldn’t be able to join the team.

The boys were devastated, whining men heard all over the class. They were really counting on the Miya power to beat the hell out of the dungeon boss, help was needed desperately.

¨Hey Suna, I know you said you didn’t like the gameplay you watched the other day but can you please join our team? Without Osamu in our side we are doomed.¨ Suna heaved a deep sigh, collapsing on top of his desk. ¨Am I your last option? Can’t you find someone who really wants to play this? I’m so tired, I was planning on staying in bed all weekend.¨ Osamu pulled him back up, giving him a stern look, ¨Come on, help your mates. I wish I could stay and beat them up but there’s nothing we can do about it, it’s just for this weekend, we’ll be back for the next and continue where you left off.¨ he really didn’t want to do this, but if he didn’t agree to it they wouldn’t shut up until he did, ¨Fine, text me the link. I’ll be there after dinner.¨ the boys were smothering him with hugs and trying to kiss off his face in joy, making him grimace as he shook them all off and went back to sleep on his very comfy desk. The thought of finally resting this weekend turning into nothing but a sad memory.

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The guys added him to a group chat and everything was ready for the first quest. 

His sister tied his hair up at the front in a tiny ponytail so he would look like some of those cute game-streamers she watches, not caring if her brother needed it or not with his hairstyle. He was beyond annoyed with life in general, why do people not leave him alone, even his sister was now conspiring to destroy his peaceful long holiday weekend, ¨Curse those damn twins. It’s all their fault.¨ he was grumbling under his breath while putting his headset on and going in the game to create his character.

¨Alright guys, let’s go level up first, stay in this area and let’s meet up at the bottom of the hill when you reach level 20, then we’ll move in to the forest.¨ they all hummed in acknowledgement, breaking the group. Suna went off to chase some slimes and smaller monsters, hating his life every second of it, the game had a very cute looking art style and it was just not his jam at all. He found it hilarious though that the toughest guys in his class were all hunting cute rabbits and crying over it out loud and in their shared group chat space, so he made sure to screenshot some of those moments, posting them in his account and tagging all his playmates. He had to get something out of this torture, at least he could make fun of them for a while.

His character stopped moving and it turned into a pixel block, ¨Guys, is the game acting up or is it just mine?¨ he could only hear static coming through his headset and some of the guys were posting on the chat that the game kicked them out and they were rebooting their pc, so he just stayed there waiting for the rest to go back in. His character was still a bit glitchy but it was moving now. Then all of the sudden he heard a very loud screech pressed to his left ear, and he was positive that it was not human. ¨Oh my god, sausage! What are you doing to my poor headset? Leave it alone!!¨ saying he was confused was an understatement, all the players in his team were dudes, ¨Ehm, hi?¨ the line went quiet but he wasn’t hearing any more static, just some shuffling on the other side, ¨Who’s this?¨ you were sitting on your chair now, the fluff ball being kicked out of your room for good. ¨Uhm, Rintarou? How about you? Did the guys call you over? I didn’t hear anything about any girl joining our party.¨ Rintarou? What- you were just chatting with your girlfriends when your cat jumped on you and stole your headset, there was no Rintarou in that group, ¨I'm (Y/N). Are you Miyuki’s boyfriend?¨ Miyuki? Was there a Miyuki in his class? It was possible, not like he knows everybody but this was all so confusing, ¨Nope, definitely not that Rintarou. So you are not with the guys either? How did you get into the group? The game didn’t say someone new joined the party.¨ 

You were so confused, you could see your actual party on the screen and on the side chat but you couldn’t hear them talk, just this random guy, ¨Did your game get glitchy too? Maybe that’s how you ended up in my party.¨ he moved his character around, looking for you, but he was completely alone in the area, some of the guys still complaining about the game not letting them in through his phone. ¨Well, I mean yes. It did get glitchy but I can still see my girls playing on my screen, could it be just the audio that got crossed over somehow?¨ it was so weird, none of the girls even noticed your absence, you said you were having some troubles with your headset and so they just continued killing monsters, ¨Yeah, I don’t see you around me either, so I guess it’s just the audio getting messy. Hold on, Imma log out and see if that resets us back to normal.¨ you nodded even if he couldn’t see you. ¨Ugh, what the hell. The logout button is gone. How about you, do you see it?¨ you were checking everywhere in your screen, it was definitely not where it usually is, ¨It’s gone for me too. I bet it’s just still glitchy and will go back to normal in a bit, if it’s fine with you, we could just keep playing like this until the game fixes itself?¨ he was already back to killing slimes, way over level 20 by now and his classmates were still gone, ¨Yeah, fine with me.¨ 

Both of you continued doing your thing in complete silence, so much so that Suna forgot you were still there and started mumbling curses quietly, he was being targeted by larger monsters now and was still on his own, he didn’t know much about this game and he was loosing HP fast, ¨What’s wrong?¨ your soft voice startled him, his ears flushing bright red in embarrassment, ¨Sorry, I forgot you were still there. Just being attacked by inferno wolves, don’t know how to kill them, today is my first day playing this.¨ you chuckled quietly, he was kindda cute, those were very easy to kill lesser monsters, ¨Just jump on them and stomp hard.¨ he did as instructed, killing one instantly, ¨Oh wow that was easy, thanks. Are you like a guild master or something?¨ that made you smile, you were right, he was cute. ¨Nothing of the sort, just been playing this for longer. Let me know if you need more help, I know my fair share of tricks.¨ 

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He was about to just ‘x’ out the game since the logout button was still gone, it was 9:30 and none of the guys were able to log back in, the game refusing to accept them, it was a waste of time, he didn’t even want to play this ridiculous game, the happy tune coming out of it was driving him insane at this point, that was until he heard your quiet giggles, it made him curious. They started soft, he almost thought he’d imagined it, but they grew louder each second and without realizing it, he was smiling, ¨What is it?¨ he wasn’t going to say anything but he just needed to know what was causing the cute fit of giggles on the other side, or he wasn’t going to be able to sleep in peace. ¨You heard that? Oh no, so embarrassing. Sorry, my cat, he is crazy you see. Earlier he was chewing on my headset so I kicked him out, but he got out of the house and got back into my room climbing all the way to the window, he’s like a ninja! And was nuzzling my tummy just now, I’m very ticklish.¨ was it normal for such a story to be this cute? Since when does he find cat ninjas cute? Why does he feel the need to tickle an unknown woman-

¨Was that sausage?¨ he chuckled evilly, wanting to continue the conversation, ¨Oh GOD, you heard that too? This game is like boycotting my life, I’m telling you. But yes, that’s sausage. He’s very heavy and of a brownish tone so he kindda looks like one, that’s why we named him that.¨ it’s not like he was interested in cats, but this was way better than killing blue pixel blobs, ¨It’s kay, I find names like that fun, I really don’t like when people name their pets, I don’t know Steve or something,¨ that caused you to laugh loud and clear, getting stabbed by a monster in the process, which made you just laugh even more, ¨Steve? What? Who would name their cat Steve?¨ you let your character bleed to death and were now hugging one of your pillows while sipping on some juice you had left, getting comfy on your chair. ¨Believe it or not, I’ve seen things, specially since I got in my current school volleyball team, there you see crazy, crazy stuff.¨ so he played volleyball…you’re nowhere near athletic but damn, he sounded like an interesting individual. The night was nothing like what you expected it to be, it was getting better every second.

Time surely flies when you’re actually having fun. He got some fruit jelly out and was chewing on it while speaking, needing some extra sugar to stay awake longer, ¨Are you eating fruit jelly?¨ he sits up right away, making sure his cam was actually off, ¨How do you know? Is this game livestreaming now or-?¨ you wished, ¨Hahaha no, it’s just that they make this sound, you know what I mean? Like when you suck the jelly out? I know I’m weird, I’m so sorry.¨ was he making sucking sounds just now? Why was he blushing? He didn’t know his favorite snack made suggestive sounds, well, that was embarrassing, he didn’t do that on purpose, ¨Ugh, well yeah you got me there, I’m eating fruit jelly. But I don’t think you’re that weird. Just a bit.¨ now you were the one blushing, it was fun talking to him, you've been talking about everything and nothing in particular at the same time for the last couple of hours and it was nearly midnight now. ¨Hey, is your game still glitchy? My chara is like dead now but still let’s me talk to you, I think there’s something really wrong with this game today.¨ his character was sitting down on a daisy field, enjoying his life as much as his owner, no monsters in sight, but the logout button was still not available, ¨Yeah, well I’m not dead, but things look the same, my mates were also complaining because the game kicked them out and didn’t let them back in.¨ he actually lied to his classmates and told them he was going to bed like twenty minutes ago but he just wasn’t capable of telling you how tired he actually was, ¨Hm, yeah I don’t think it’s going to let us sign out tonight, should we leave it open and just go to bed? It’s getting late and even if there’s no school tomorrow we should probably get going.¨ so you were in school too, your voice sounded right about his age but he didn’t know how to ask without sounding like a creepy old man, ¨Yeah I was thinking of going to bed too but sausage wouldn’t let us go.¨ us, huh? you smiled bashfully, playing with the headset cord, ¨Sausage is like that, I think he likes to hear your voice.¨ oh boy, was he smitten, he didn’t know much about you or what you looked like even but he wanted more of this, whatever that was, ¨Well then that means we gotta keep talking so he can hear it some more, maybe then he won’t eat your headset.¨ he could hear your giggles once more, they were creating a hole in his stomach, pretty sure it was eating itself out at your cuteness, he just wanted to continue hearing them, people never laughs at his comments, this was a first you actually thought he was funny, ¨We should. Do you think if we just don’t close the game it would stay like this? I mean like the audio and all…? Maybe we could talk some more tomorrow.¨ were you asking him on a date? That was a date, definitely. ¨Yeah I can do that, anything for sausage’s sake.¨ you were both grinning at the screen like idiots, not wanting to leave, ¨Then, since it’s the weekend how about we come back in the morning? Oh wait no, here in Miyagi the holidays are important, I gotta go to the shrine early, but how about after lunch?¨ he was so tired that even getting up by lunch time seemed like a task, but he would gladly lose sleep for this, ¨Yup, can do. See you tomorrow, sausage girl.¨ both of you left the pc on and went to bed, the smile on both of your faces causing your cheeks to hurt. 

He was cute, you’ve never had so much fun talking with a guy before, it all felt so natural like if you were talking with your best friend, like if you’ve known him since forever. You wondered if asking for his number would be too bold, he was funny and you just wanted to talk to him some more, maybe even meet him one day. Just thinking about it was making you feel giddy, your legs kicking on your bed as you squealed against your pillow, trying your best to quiet down your excitement and not wake your mother up.

Suna was on his bed thinking the very same thing, would it be weird to ask for your number? You were complete strangers, but that’s how people make friends, right? Not weird at all. He rarely had intentions of talking with any girl but talking to you tonight has been the highlight of his year and he wasn’t exaggerating. He didn’t even know he could laugh this much, Suna just couldn’t wait anymore, he was sure he wanted this to continue and with new resolution, he went to sleep, hoping noon would come fast, so he could ask for your number and maybe, hopefully, get to see you even if it was just through his phone, he just needed to put a face to this bubbly feeling inside his chest.

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When he woke up the following morning he noticed his pc was off, this causing him to go into panic mode, what happened? He made sure it would stay on all night-

¨MOOOOM, why is my pc off? Did you touch it?¨ he was pissed, anything but that, not the pc. ¨What? No I didn’t. I think we lost power for a bit earlier, your dad was trying to fix the oven and was messing with the power box.¨ that explains it but it wasn’t less aggravating, would he even be able to go in the game again or would he be kicked out like his mates.

He turned it back on as fast as he could, going in the game, but luck wasn’t on his side, two of his classmates were already in leveling up on his screen. He grabbed his headset and literally screamed on the mic, ¨(Y/N), please tell me you are there.¨ but he could hear very manly snorts on the other side, crushing his heart ¨Who’s (Y/N)? Your girlfriend, Suna?¨ he just couldn’t deal with them right now. He rebooted his pc in hopes of getting the line back up to yours, but when he did, he saw a notification pop up on his screen, ¨We apologize for all the troubles caused last night, as an apology, we’ve sent 100 diamonds and 2 HP refills into your inbox.¨ 

No, this couldn’t be happening. They fixed it overnight. He hadn’t ask you for your number yet, that’s what he was going to do as soon as he heard your beautiful voice.

You were fixing your make up, silly thing to do since he couldn’t even see you, but it was definitely a date. You got your headset on with a bright smile on your face as you saw your screen moving, the game still playing on the background, ¨Morning, Mr. Sausage. Got a nice sleep?¨ your friends were beyond shocked, ¨Mr.Sausage? (Y/N) are you talking to your cat again? I think you need to go out some more.¨ Miyuki? No, no, no, no, why??? Where was he? What happened? You didn’t turn the game off, he should still be there! ¨Yeah…did they fix the game? I can hear you guys just fine now.¨ you were seriously hoping he was just late and would jump in the conversation any second now, ¨Mhm, they gave us some dias, check your inbox. You can buy the sword you wanted with that!¨ Stupid sword, you didn’t want it anymore, not if that meant not being able to talk to him again. ¨Sorry guys, I…I’m login out for the day.¨ without another word you just closed your laptop and collapsed face first onto your bed, life sucked.

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Tuesday couldn’t come faster for Suna, he just ran over to the class next door almost clashing with the wall, ¨ATSUMU! I need your help.¨ the eldest twin glared at him with intensity, couldn’t he see what time was it? Why would someone ask for a favor so early in the morning ? He was barely awake after getting up at four to jog. ¨Tell me later, maybe during lunch break when I can actually listen to you.¨

He threw his bag on the floor and went over to the tired setter, shaking him lightly, ¨Please, only you can help me.¨ what could be this important? He looked over at the middle blocker giving him a dirty angry look, but he was sporting a not so fashionable pair of bags under his eyes, even his skin tone was a bit off, was he not supposed to rest for three days? This made him reconsider his actions, ¨What is it? Stop shaking me, dammit!¨ he sat down on the chair in front of his desk, serious mode on, ¨You have the phone number of the Karasuno setter right?¨ huh? this was definitely not worth the while, he went back to sleep on his desk, ¨Atsumu please! I need you to ask him something, please I’ll beg if you want me to.¨ he’s never seen him this desperate, ¨kay, I think I do, yeah he should be on the group chat. What do you need from him?¨ he was pulling out his phone, ready to rely the message and hopefully go back to sleep, ¨Can you ask him if he knows a girl named (Y/N)¨ a girl? This was unexpectedly interesting. ¨(Y/N) what? Is she from Karasuno?¨ he was punching the message out, waiting on the details, ¨Well I don’t know, all I know is her first name and that she lives in Miyagi, she goes to school there and is possibly around our age.¨ Atsumu couldn’t believe what he was hearing, talk about dumb teammates, ¨You do know Miyagi is a prefecture, right? Not a city. How many schools are there even in Miyagi? Why would Tobio-kun know her? You are being stupid, Suna.¨ he was deleting the message, shaking his head, ¨No, no, please just ask him. I know he probably won’t know her but is my only chance, please. I won’t bother you again if he says he doesn’t know…¨ the setter sighed, sending the ambiguous message out, this was really silly, but he could see how desperate his friend was, and he just wouldn’t let him sleep ever if he didn’t comply. 

To their surprise, Kageyama replied almost immediately, ¨I don’t, but I’ll ask around.¨ Atsumu showed him his screen and the small smile that painted his features left the setter breathless, so he can smile-

¨Thanks, please let me know if he says anything else.¨ he would find you, no matter what.

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Atsumu fucked up.

To get you to come talk to him after that huge argument you both had, Atsumu had, as usual, tightened up all the jars. But he might have tightened them a bit too much.

You stand across the counter, arms crossed, as you eye the lineup of all the jars your dear husband has to open. Meanwhile, Atsumu has been grappling with his favorite pickles jar for the last thirty minutes with no success. "Babe..." He trails off, teary-eyed as he reckons there will be no pickles for him in the near future. "You tightened them. What are you crying for." You know from experience not to let him off easily until he opens them up.

"I can't open them!" he whines, placing the jar gently on the counter before showing you his red palms. You shrug, leaning over and throwing a rug at him, "Use this to open. It will be easier."

He sniffles, regretting his choices. But at least he got you to talk to him, didn't he?

✧ Soulmate!Sakusa x Reader; You are Karasuno’s manager and, unfortunately for the both of you, very popular among those in your year.

➳  A/N: This is so fluffy and nothing like how I usually write, but it was fun!! Thanks for the ask!! (: <3

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[Baby Fever] ft. Ushijima Wakatoshi

wc: 400

noos's notes: thinking about making a Baby Fever series! this is Ushijima's version of this

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You’re standing outside the gym where the Olympics team is practicing when you see Iwaizumi walk by, hand in hand with a clumsily waddling toddler. Iwaizumi nods at you and the toddler waves a chubby arm at you. You giggle and wave back. 

“Did you want to wait inside?” Iwaizumi asks. 

You’re about to decline when the toddler tugs on your fingers. 

“Come in?” he asks. 

You agree, letting him lead you by his grip around your ring finger and pinky. Inside the gym, Iwaizumi asks you to watch his son as he finishes up with the team. The child quickly settles into your lap, his babbling trailing off as he dozes away. You’re fiddling with a loose thread in his little sweater when Wakatoshi comes up behind you, freshly showered. He greets you with a brief kiss on the head and sits quietly next to you when he sees the sleeping kid in your arms. 

“Who’s this?” 

“Iwaizumi’s son,” you respond distractedly.

Ushijima stares intently at you as you gently rock the small child in your arms. He continues to watch in silence as you double-knot his shoelaces, straighten the sleeves on his sweater, and swat away the drool at the corner of his open mouth. He notices when you laugh quietly the his little snores.

His eyes are still on you when you finally look up at him. 

“What.” you laugh. “What are you looking at?” 

Before he can answer, Iwaizumi comes to relieve you of childcare duties. He thanks you and you assure him that his son was wonderful. 

“You’re in a good mood,” he states. 

You only smile at him, swinging your clasped hands in wide arcs and skipping a bit. 

Later that night, with your back nestled into his broad chest, he rubs a warm, large palm on your tummy. The gesture is innocent and gentle, but the circles get slowly wider. 

“You like kids, huh?” As he talks, the palm slides up to cup your breasts. 

“Is that what this is about?” 

“What do you think,” he asks, hands not stopping. “About having kids.” 

You push him onto his back and roll on top of his chest, eye to eye with him. He gazes at you lovingly and you’ll never get tired of it. 

“I want a girl,” you say. “I really want to see your big muscly arms holding a pink blanket with our little daughter in it.”

He gives you a confused look, “if that’s what you want.” 

He flips the two of you over, hands back on your body. 

“What are you doing!” you laugh. 

“Starting now,” he says simply, as his hands continue their trail down your body.