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after spending almost a whole year on academic probation, you’re finally allowed to start your position as a manager for the nekoma boys volleyball team. you’re determined to stay focused on your team and academics, but things get a bit difficult when a certain middle blocker makes his way into your life

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could you write something about grizzy x fem!metalhead!reader who moved in with him and they get super close, you can choose all the other details :)

Grizzy + Metalhead S/o

I tried to write this as a fic, but I literally couldn't I'm sorry!

Side note: Check out this poll :)

Anyways, on with the headcanons!

I assume this is Grizzy's new house, and it's just you and him

So, as a metalhead, all of my flatmates have hated my music

I feel like s/o would have trauma from ex-flatmates, wear headphones, and keep to themselves at first

Like all the time

Like so much that Grizzy would forget he lived with you

I can imagine him getting spooked when you walk into the kitchen or something

“I need to put a bell on you,” He groaned as he pointed at you as if you did something wrong. “Wait, how did you not hear me? If my flatmate was singing at the top of his lungs at 2 AM, I would not be happy with him.”

“I don’t hear you. What can I say?” You said back as you pulled out your phone, paused your music, and freed one of your ears.

“What do you mean you can’t hear me? Are you deaf?”

“At this point, I might be,” You replied with a small smile, filling up your cup with water. “No, I just wear headphones, and my music is kinda loud.”

“Do you always wear your headphones at home?” 

“Well, my old flatmates used to complain a lot or threaten to kick me out if I didn't,” You shrugged off with indifference, but Grizzy wasn’t having it.

“This is your house just as much as it is mine,” He said, “Blast your music all you want.”

So you would

Granted your room was on the opposite side of the house than his stream room so it was never a problem

Grizzy quickly realized the type of music you like

Also purely based on the bline/mute/deaf video on Droid's channel, I'm saying Grizzy knows most of the stuff you listen to

You'd also introduce him to some new stuff

Him playing some of your favorites on stream

^^getting caught singing said songs

You'd call him out on it

in chat or busting through the door

"I'm so glad I finally know someone else who likes [X Band]!" You shouted as you practically kicked down his door. He was in the middle of a stream and had absentmindedly started singing one of the more niche songs to your favorite band. "They're coming on tour soon. Would you go with me?"

"You got it stuck in my head. What can I say?" Grizzy chuckled as you kneeled beside him momentarily. You looked at him (more like pouted at him) expectedly as you waited for his response. "If you really wanna go, let me know when it is."

"And we'll go to the barricade?" You pleaded, placing a hand on his arm. "You'd actually be able to make people move."

"If you wanna be at the barricade, I'll make sure you're there."

You started spending more time with Grizzy after he agreed to go with you

LISTENING PARTIES

Those little hangouts turned into random late-night snack runs

Snack runs into dinner runs

Dinner runs into full-on sit-down and talk about each other's days, likes and dislikes, more deeper things

By the time the concert came around, you two were closer than ever

Neither of you ever thought to put a label on it

You just went with the flow

And then Grizzy lifted you up at the end of the concert so you could catch one of the guitar picks

You were smitten.

~~~~~

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11. a REAL invite

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summary. when an unfortunate incident kicks you out of your university and risks your reputation as one of the top figures skater in the country, you find your place in sendai. but when you discover they only have one rink, designated to their a-league hockey team, your chance at a comeback slips from your grasp. your only in is with the captain of the hockey team. the issue with that? he couldn’t care less who you are.

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01. who the hell is iwaizumi

cw. kys jokes

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summary. when an unfortunate incident kicks you out of your university and risks your reputation as one of the top figures skater in the country, you find your place in sendai. but when you discover they only have one rink, designated to their a-league hockey team, your chance at a comeback slips from your grasp. your only in is with the captain of the hockey team. the issue with that? he couldn’t care less who you are.

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Angel

Evan “Buck” Buckley x fem!shy!probie!reader

summary: You and Buck have been acting weird since the night at the bar and the other members of the 118 get suspicious of your relationship

word count: 2k

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The kitchen was empty when you showed up to work. You had gotten there early to prepare the meal you were going to share together to thank the crew for being so welcoming. You had a big feast planned out and were really looking forward to everyone enjoying the meal you prepared for them and the time that it took to do so.

Not only had you wanted to impress Bobby, but you also wanted to impress Buck…maybe a little. You hadn’t stopped thinking about him since the night before and were suddenly really excited to see him.

It seemed like everyone entered at the same time and they all followed the smell of your cookies that had cooled down just enough. Buck was the first to enter the kitchen and he reached for a cookie, but you slapped his hand before he could get one.

“Damn, slugger,” he winced as he clutched his hand to his chest in a dramatic manner. You had every intention of letting him have a cookie, but now you kind of wanted him to work for it.

“Who’s slugger?” Hen asked as she got a cookie and took a bite.

“Nothing,” Buck winked at you. “Just an inside joke.” You felt your cheeks warm and you lowered your head, feeling your cheeks warm.

“An inside joke?” Eddie asked as he also got a cookie and took a huge bite out of it. “This is so good. What’s the occasion?”

“Yes,” you nodded your head. “And I just wanted to make you guys something to thank you.” You felt yourself becoming all shy again despite how close you were getting to everyone.

“You didn’t have to thank us,” Bobby spoke up as he entered the kitchen, followed by Chimney and Ravi, all reaching for the baking sheet, now the only one not with a cookie being Buck. “You’re family now.”

Your heart warmed at the words and you turned to Bobby who gave you a smile. You then turned back to Buck who was already looking at you, a smirk playing on his pink lips. You picked up a cookie off the sheet and handed it to him, your fingers brushing as he reached out to grab it.

“Well, since we’re family, I’m making you all my best dish. Homemade lasagna.”

“Sounds great,” Eddie gave your shoulder a squeeze and Buck didn’t miss it, still unsure of whether or not something was happening between the two of you. He really hoped there wasn't.

“Is there going to be garlic bread?” He asked and you gave him a look as if to say "Really?"

“You're right," he chuckled. "Stupid question."

"Of course there's going to be garlic bread, Buckley. And salad and more cookies." You smiled to yourself proudly as you watched the rest of the crew devour the cookies you had gotten up early to bake.

"Good," Chimney spoke up. "Because these definitely won't last until dinner." He grabbed another cookie and chewed on it.

"Yeah," Ravi chimed in, grabbing another one as well. At that point, it was hard to keep track of how many there were to begin with. You were so glad you had doubled the recipe at the last minute.

Buck moved closer to you, letting his shoulder brush yours and you were still unsure of his intentions as far as you were concerned. You were still very unsure whether or not he was actually interested in you. Maybe you'd have to ask Eddie since asking Buck himself was definitely not something you felt ready to do.

Even though you were getting more comfortable with him since you had hung out at the bar the night before, you still didn't feel as close to him as you did to Eddie, who had become your closest friend in the 118. He was like a brother to you and you were very grateful to have him.

You turned in his direction, but you weren't thinking about him. Buck had invaded your mind and all you could think about was how you should have just taken the chance and kissed him in the elevator the night before like you had wanted to. You weren't sure how it would have played out, but you would have hoped that he would have returned it.

"Whatcha thinking about over there, slugger?" Buck nudged your shoulder and you immediately pulled your attention away from Eddie, suddenly feeling embarrassed.

"Nothing," you shook your head.

"If you like him, you should say something," he said low enough for just you to hear.

"I don't like Eddie." And you didn't. Not like that, anyway. You were afraid you were starting to feel that way about Buck, though. But you were going to push those feelings down because you didn't think that getting involved romantically with a coworker was the best idea. You had seen that play out so many times and it never ended well.

"Well, it seems like you do with the hearts that were forming in your eyes." How were you going to explain that you were thinking about him and just happened to be looking in Eddie's direction? And it would have been just downright embarrassing to admit that you were thinking about kissing him. As far as you were concerned, you were going to take that secret to your grave.

"Alright, I guess I believe you," he nudged you shoulder one more time before grabbing one more cookie than heading over to the couch to take a seat.

Buck didn't understand how you couldn't see how he felt about you. Everyone else in the 118 could, so why did you seem so clueless? And why couldn't tell if his feelings were reciprocated? That was something that was so obvious to him, but you were just a big question mark. You were mysterious and he couldn't figure you out for the life of him.

He knew that you were shy and maybe he just needed to get closer to you for you to fully open up. But then there was Eddie. You were definitely close to him and Buck was definitely jealous of that even though he'd never admit it. Every time he watched the two of you, he felt sick to stomach and would suddenly be filled with anger.

He watched Eddie whispering something as the two of you sat on the couch, not even aware that he was crumbling his cookie in his fist, catching the attention of Chimney. He sat to the left of him, completely blocking his view of you and Eddie and maybe that was for the best.

“What’s going on, Buck?” Chimney asked and Buck just furrowed his eyebrows.

“Nothing,” Buck shook his head.

“Well, something clearly made you upset since you crumbled your cookie.” Buck looked down and opened his hand, the cookie crumbs falling to the table.

“It’s nothing, Chim, I swear.” Buck knew that Chimney was just looking out for him, but it just seemed like he was trying to pry and Buck didn’t like that. Not one bit. This was no one’s business but his own. And maybe yours if he ever got the guts to tell you how he felt.

“Well, let’s just say that if looks could kill, Eddie would definitely be dead.”

Buck sat with the words the entire day, deciding that he was finally going to tell you after work. He could see how it would play out so clearly in his head. He’d show up at your apartment and tell you exactly how he felt about you and you’d respond with a kiss before telling him that you felt the same way. You’d then invite him inside and the two of you would snuggle up on your couch and watch a movie, your night filled with nothing but kisses and giggles.

But all of that came crashing down when he watched Eddie chasing you around the firehouse. As soon as he caught you, he picked you up and spun you around, giggles spilling from both of your mouths. Nothing going on between you and Eddie his ass. He didn’t want to see the rest of the interaction and hurried to his locker to grab his stuff. He really needed to get the hell out of there as soon as possible.

“Damn, where’s the fire, Buck?” Hen chuckled. “Got a hot date?”

“Something like that,” Buck muttered under his breath as he put the strap of his bag over his shoulder, making a beeline for his jeep just in time to watch you and Eddie exit the firehouse to the parking lot.

“Hey, Eds,” you called after him. Eds? Yeah, Buck was so fucked. “Can I get a ride to the bar? I left my car there last night.”

“Sorry, I have to go pick up Chris. But Buck should be able to.” Eddie was trying his hardest to set the two of you up and he was hoping that now he would finally be successful. He had hoped that leaving the two of you alone at the bar the night before would have made you confess your feelings to each other, but considering the fact that you weren’t acting like a couple, he was beginning to think that didn’t happen.

“Is that okay, Buck?” There was no fucking way that he was going to be in a car alone with you. You were a taken woman and he was afraid of what he would do. He wanted to kiss you so bad and he definitely wasn’t going to hurt his best friend by doing so.

“Sure, come on.” He nodded his head towards the parking lot and you followed him. He should have known that he couldn’t say no to you. Once you were both in his jeep, he sped off to the bar, simultaneously wanting you to be out of the car as soon as possible but also wanting to spend time with you. He couldn’t seem to make up his mind. Especially since it seemed like you were dating his best friend.

Buck was suspiciously quiet as he drove, maybe going a little bit over the speed limit. You looked over at him and could see that his jaw was clenched and he seemed very upset. What had happened that the man who never shut up had been rendered speechless? Surely it had been your fault, right?

“Buck?” You asked, turning to look at him again. He kept quiet, not even looking your way. “Buck, c’mon, what’s going on?”

“Nothing,” he shook his head. “It’s stupid.”

“I bet it’s not. I know we’re not exactly close, but you can tell me, I promise.” His anger was reaching its peak as he pulled into the parking lot of the bar. He pulled into a spot and put the jeep in park before getting out, making his way towards the building. He couldn’t tell you now. He really couldn’t.

“Buck,” you called after him as you followed his lead, trying to catch up to him. “Buck, please,” you pleaded.

Now he felt like a dick. All you were trying to do was talk to him and he was treating you like garbage. You didn’t deserve that. Especially when you didn’t do anything wrong.

“You wanna know what’s going on?” He asked, turning around to face you. “Fine,” he sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I like you, okay?”

Your eyebrows furrowed at his words. Of course he liked you. You were friends, right? Unless there was some underlying meaning to his words that you were missing.

“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since the moment you stepped into the fire house and it’s driving me fucking crazy.” He was stepping closer to you and you were just trying to wrap your head around the whole thing. He liked you? As more than a friend? Since when?

“You like me?” That was not what you thought he was going to say. It was very common for the people you liked to not reciprocate your feelings, shutting you down time and time again. But this was different. Buck liked you. He liked you and as more than a friend.

“I do,” he nodded. “But don’t worry about it. I know you’re with Eddie.” Where had he gotten that impression? You and Eddie were friends. Just friends, absolutely no attraction between you. And Buck should have known that.

“Buck, I’m not with Eddie,” you laughed. “He’s just a friend. More like a brother, actually.”

“You what-”

“I like you,” you told him, taking his hands in yours. His eyes widened then he looked on either side of him, but you grabbed him by his face, forcing him to look you in the eyes. “Yes, you, Buck.”

“But, what about-”

“For once in your life will you please just shut up?” You asked and pressed your lips to his. He gasped into your mouth but he eventually melted into you, wrapping his arms around your waist as his lips slotted between yours.

It was soft and sweet and everything either of you could have imagined. His lips were just as soft as you were hoping and he seemed to pour all of his feelings for you that he had accumulated over the past few weeks into the kiss, making you feel nothing but special.

Just as he licked into your mouth, a rain droplet hit your cheek. You pulled away just as it started to downpour and Buck grabbed you by the hand and pulled you under the awning to shield you both from the rain and his lips found yours once again and he smiled into it.

“What?” You laughed.

“Nothing,” he pecked your lips. “You’re just an angel.”

Compiling my tall-and-muscular!reader blurbs in one post since yall seem to like it sm ehe :3

Price

Gaz

Soap

Makarov

Ghost*

Konig*

*)soon ;3

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ᰔ content warning ; smau 、 profanity 、 a touch of yachi x yamaguchi 、 sarcasm 、 he loves u, promise 、 shit talking is his love language 、 sassy tsuki.

Those pretty curls (just like his twin!)….and is that a little smile I see? I think our boy is healing 😭💚💕

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great expectations - 9, familiar faces!

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You're pretty certain that Shoyo Hinata owes you a lifetime of favors for the speed at which you're racing to the gym to meet up with him.

You had been pretty comfortable at the house, getting in some much needed studying in with Kiyoko, when Hinata had so kindly demanded that you join him an penance for missing his game.

So there you are, gym bag in hand and head ducked to avoid attention from any other possible volleyball players you might run into around the court only a few hours before a match.

But it's because your head is ducked and your attention focused solely on getting to Hinata without incident that you run into an incident.

Namely—Wakatoshi Ushijima and Tooru Oikawa. Talking.

They're having what seems to be a very tense conversation only a few feet from the front of the gym doors. You stop short in your attempt to make your way inside the building they're practically guarding, hands clutching your bag and heart in your throat.

You're not quite sure why you're nervous. You haven't done anything wrong.

You're also not sure what Ushijima is doing on your campus, considering he plays for another school, but you find out soon enough when you attention momentarily drifts to the road behind the boys and you see his university's team bus.

If you had known that it was Ushijima's team playing the boys, you never would have left your bed that morning.

But the damage is done, and you're half willing to attempt to turn and run before they drag into whatever they're talking about—or maybe... arguing? You're not sure and you really don't want to find out.

But then Oikawa tears his frown away from Ushijima just long enough to look past him, and the only thing his attention can snag on is you. The frustrated look on his face cracks once he sees you, and it both warms something frozen inside you and tightens the knot of anxiety in your stomach.

The sudden change of Oikawa's expression catches Ushijima's attention, and before you can even think of ducking for over, he turns away from Oikawa and spots you, too.

You're screwed.

Ushijima calls out your name in a friendly greeting, a smile on his face. Oikawa's own face falls immediately, and suddenly he's throwing his hands up in the shape of a T.

"Time out, big guy." He starts, borderline glaring at Ushijima. "How do you know her?"

You wince. Is it really too late to ditch Hinata and run home with your tail between your legs? It's bad enough that you screwed things up with Oikawa and went on a panic-date with Ushijima, but now you have to watch as they both figure it out?

"We went on a date." Ushijima's casual reply doesn't match up with the horribly affronted look on Oikawa's face. You want to run from the conversation, but you owe Oikawa the truth at the very least, so you settle for dropping your gaze to the sidewalk underneath your feet.

"No way she went on a date with you!" Oikawa claims. "You don't have anything in common. And all you care about is volleyball and getting me to transfer to your school."

"It was just one date." You muster the courage to explain, but not he bravery to look Oikawa in the eye as you do so. "After, you know, our argument."

"Did you two date?" Ushijima asks. You really wish the ground would open up and swallow you whole, but you don't get to be that lucky.

Instead, you're forced to live through the moment where you shake your head no, and Oikawa responds to Ushijima with a honest, "sort of," that makes your head spin.

"Well, which is it?" You're not sure if Ushijima is pressing out of curiosity or if it's an attempt to get under Oikawa's skin before a match. You don't know him well enough to decide, but you're really hoping it's the former.

"We were hanging out," You clarify with a non-answer before Oikawa can air your business. You're so uncomfortable, standing on the sidewalk with both men staring at you, that you shift your weight between your feet and glance over your shoulder. "I should go."

"Wait, hold on," Oikawa takes a step forward, his name falling off your tongue, but you're already taking off in the opposite direction of the gym.

All you leave behind is an "I'm sorry," and you're not even sure who it's directed for.

extras!

yn is a master at self sabotage

kuroo, suga, bokuto, and astumu all have a bet going on about when oikawa and yn will finally get together. it started with just kuroo and bokuto but the others wanted in

the whole "ushijima-oikawa-yn" run in was basically the Spiderman pointing meme — yn was on the verge of a panic attack

yn called kiyoko after every time she texts oikawa and reads the messages out to make sure she sounds like a normal person

after the run in, yn went and found an empty lecture hall to freak out in, so she never actually ended up running sets with hinata (he called to tell her she was a traitor)

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