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Wow Hinata those jeans look good on you, but they’d look even better on my floor *wink*

*Hinata collapses on the floor, all of the volleyball team surrounding
him. Yachi is whipping her clipboard back and forth in an effort to get him
more air*.

“Did the idiot get hit with a volleyball day-dreaming again?” Tsukki asks
pushing up his glasses.

“No, ____-chan just
short circuited the wires in his brain,” Noya replies, grabbing a water bottle
and dumping it on Hinata’s face who splutters as he comes to.

When his eyes land on
you he mumbles, “I…I’m not wearing jeans,” before falling backwards again.

Daichi sighs, placing a
hand on your shoulder. “Do me a favor? Try not to kill one half of our secret
weapon?”

*You smile sheepishly and shrug your shoulders in an apologetic motion*.

*grabs the back of Ushijima’s jersey and looks up at him with puppy dog eyes* Can you please teach me how to play volleyball?

*The tall ace, turns around, a perplexed look on his face until he sees
its you*. “You know I won’t go easy on you, right?”

*Tendou sighs, slinging an arm around his best
friend’s shoulders*. “Wakatoshi, when
are you gonna learn to not be so serious about everything?” *Looks at you and smiles though it’s more
nerve wracking than comforting* “_____-chan is a novice, you have to be
gentle.”

*Ushijima looks at you again, nods once and takes your hand leading you to
the bench* “Sit here and watch our practice for now. I’ll work with you one
on one later.”

*He makes good on his word and is surprisingly a good teacher if a bit
blunt in his criticism*. “Your form is terrible, bend your knees and put
your arms like this.”

*But it just makes getting his praise all the
sweeter because you know he doesn’t waste his breath with lying*. “You did
well today, ____-chan, I’m really proud of you for working so hard.”

tanaka ily

*Tanaka blushes a bit, scratching his cheek absentmindedly but doesn’t
look away* “I…um…” he clears his throat, leans down swiftly and gives you a
peck on the lips. “Love you too,” he says then runs off to a receive drill,
cheeks burning but a wide smile on his face. Noya flashes a big grin and thumbs
up at you.

Tanaka-kun~ I might have overheard you have a habit of whipping your shirt off all the time but I wanted to ask, can I see it for myself? I’ll show you mine if you show me yours~ (thanks for putting up with us admin! wink wink)

You’re welcome, these
were a lot of fun to do!

*Before you can even finish the question, Tanaka is whipping his shirt
off because he just scored during a scrimmage game* “Whooohooo! Who’s the
ace now, huh, Asahi-san?!” *Looks over and sees you, running up to you with
a wide smile* “Did you see my perfect spike?!”

*You nod, but point behind him. When Tanaka turns he see Daichi giving
his “angry” look and promptly puts his shirt back on*. “Heh, heh, probably
gonna get some laps for that one,” he says sheepishly. Before he leaves he says
over his shoulder, “Don’t think I didn’t hear your offer, ____-chan. I’ll take
you up on it after practice!”  

[tiny 4’8 anon] wakatoshi! hey! down here! lean closer to me [small innocent smooches all over his face and a passionate sweet kiss on the lip] I love you, let’s go pick some strawberries, please?

*Wakatoshi looks down, cocking one eyebrow before he leans down as
asked. Accepts your kisses with subtle shock, the only hint of his embarrassment
a light tinge of pink to his cheeks* “Alright, ____-chan, strawberry
picking it is.” *Takes your hand and
walks out the door with you*

*Behind the two of you stand Tendou and Semi, gob
smacked* “Well,” Tendou says
crossing his arms, “For someone so small she certainly is strong!”

*Semi casts him a sidelong glance* “What are you talking about?”

*Tendou fixes him with an ironic stare* “Can you think of anyone else who could make him leave practice early?”
*Semi stares at him, then the door, then
back at him* “That’s what I thought,” Tendou concludes walking back towards the net.

For Kyoutani! /squeezes his hand/ You’re really cute and I’m glad you’re my boyfriend~

*Kyoutani has a fierce blush on but his scowl is just slightly less
severe*

*Oikawa walks up, with a big smile* “Looks like someone finally tamed the mad dog,”
he sing-songs.

*Kyoutani is about to flip a gasket but you beat him to it flicking
Oikawa on the forehead* “That’s it, Trashykawa, no milk bread for you!” *Kyoutani smirks as Oikawa laments his loss and
leans close to your ear* “I’m really glad I’m your boyfriend too,” he
grunts, complexion blossoming to an even deeper hue when you give him a peck on
the cheek.

Oikawa remains silent
this time.

Hey! Murasakibara and Aomine! How do you feel about tall girls who do sports? And what about girls who do drama? Just.. how do you feel about tall girls in general? Would you date one? (Tall as in 5’7 and above)

*They look at each other for a moment before looking back at you.
Murasakibara yawns, scratching his chest* “Who wants to deal with drama? *Aomine rolls his eyes* “She said does drama, not is drama, dumb ass.”

*Aomine looks back at you* “I think chicks who play sports are cool, I
mean, of course right? And drama’s cool too, just, leave it on the stage at the
end of the day, you know? Height doesn’t really matter to me.”

*Murasakibara yawns again, taking a bite of his snack stick and talks
around his chewing* “As long as she’s not taller than me, I like tall
girls. Then I don’t have to bend down so far.”

“So,” Aomine says
drawing closer, “if you’re askin’ about dating, which one of us do you want?
Because neither of us is really that good at sharing.” *Looks pointedly at the bag of snacks Mura is digging through*

Hi! I just wanna tell you i really, really, really love that piece you wrote about Daiki’s bday. I read so many of his piece (since he’s my bias lol) but i never feel as touched as i feel that writing of yours. I can wait to see your next writing about him and my other biases as well! ❤️❤️❤️

Oh wow, I’m so happy you feel that way! WOW! Like, being able to write someone’s favorite well enough to garner these words of appreciation is just, amazing! Thank you so much for letting me know! 

Kuroo, you’ve gotta set me up with Lev! Please?! Help me get permission to take him out from Mama Yaku!

*The captain smirks,
shoulders shaking with his chuckles* “Oh ho, so someone has a little crush
on our resident skyscraper hmmmm?” *Looks
over at the court where Yaku is berating Lev for his dismal receives*. “Eh…it
looks like Lev’s got his hands full, but I bet if you were to cheer for him, he’d
do better, yeah?”

*You sit on the bench
watching as Lev tries to make another receive* “You can do it, Lev-kun!”

*The ball shirks to
the side sending Yaku on another rant about proper form. On the other side of the
gym Kenma approaches Kuroo*. “Why do you have to make everything harder?
Now we’ll be here forever,” he moans.

Kuroo just smiles. “He needs to get used to it, besides,
____-chan doesn’t mind,” he notes watching as you high five the enthusiastic
spiker when he finally gets one good
receive in.