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When I think about Tanaka I imagine him being the ace in his third year. I wonder how he will fare – will he be just as strong mentaly, or will he fear that Hinata is coming up behind him, trying to eat him up? Like Asahi noticed when Hinata bumped into him at training camp. I would love your thoughts on Ace Tanaka, if you want!

Oooooo, my boy! Ya’ll know I love this bad ass who’s actually a cream puff. Yes! Let’s talk third year ACE Tanaka!

  • Totally named vice captain to Ennoshita’s captain and nobody will let him deny it.
  • He’s still a bit of a loose cannon but as we saw, Sugawara could get fierce and a bit outta control too so Tanaka fills those shoes just fine.
  • Takes the responsibility pretty seriously actually. Like, he jokes around still and tries to intimidate the new first years (gets smacked on the head by Ennoshita for it) but he’s the first one to the court and the last one to leave.
  • Offers help to those struggling. Can’t figure out how to approach the line? He’ll be teaching till his ankles are ready to break cause he’s an awesome senpai!
  • Buys meat buns and drinks after practice for everyone occasionally (as long as his wallet allows or Ukai’s being supremely generous in the discount department).
  • Is for sure named Karasuno’s ace. Scores more points from the sides than any other player. 
  • Strong? He’s the definition of the word. His mental strength is as legendary as his spikes. 
    • Part of this, besides his ridiculous strength, is because Nishinoya is very in sync with him and saves so many blocks or rebounds. It’s uncanny how often he’s just at the perfect spot to give Tanaka another shot
  • Totally builds a friendly rivalry with Yamamoto. 
    • Like, they Snap Chat while at practice taunting each other until their respective captains tell them to stop goofing off
    • Tanaka grows his hair out and they have mohawk battles. 
      • Picture this: for practice games and training camps, both these boys beg their sisters to help them dye their hair; red for Yamamoto and black with orange stripes for Tanaka
    • But they bond about the pressures of being the ace
      • AKA, dealing with Hinata and Lev vying for the title
  • Overall, though, Tanaka isn’t worried about Hinata. They have different play styles and because he wants Karasuno to be the best, if that means Hinata shines a bit brighter than him for a few games so be it. 
    • But everybody, including Hinata, knows Tanaka is Karasuno’s ace
  • Whenever he starts feeling a bit overwhelmed, he’ll text with Asashi who is more than happy to offer his thoughts and encouragement. 
  • Starts dating the manager in training (she’s a second year)
    • It’s perfect because he gets to see her all the time at practice and games where he can steal kisses in the storage room (nobody is fooled) or between sets.
    • Never has to worry about missing her while at training camp cause she’s there
    • Complains if she doesn’t get his water and towel first (everyone just rolls their eyes)
    • Yamamoto hates him for it cause Nekoma still doesn’t have a cute manager (and he still doesn’t have a girlfriend)
  • Tanaka as ace is bomb and I really hope down the line it becomes canon

Thanks for the ask babe!

Hello dear, i cant believe how many Valentines Asks you finished so quickly! They all turned out so amazing, I was grinning like a maniac with all of them. Of course, Iwa made me squeal, he is the best to me :D Thanks the Event, the Love and fluff is really appreciated. Hope you are well and had fun doing those! ♥️

Just now having time to thank you for the sweet words! I’m glad you enjoyed the event. I was trying to make myself just write the first things that came to mind and I’m glad it looks like everyone’s enjoyed what I came up with! 🙂

Happy Valentines Day Jade <3 I would love to receive a Valentines Gift fom Iwaizumi! :D

Hello sweetie, happy Valentine’s Day! Here’s your fave ace!

Iwaizumi paces back and forth, anxiety creeping in tensing his shoulders. This was a stupid idea! It’s so cheesy and cliche and you deserve so much better than that but it’s too late now and-

“Hajime, there you are!”

He stops short, palms sweating. Now it’s really too late. Swallowing his doubts and fear, he turns working to put a pleasant smile on his face but you know him, can see the strain in his eyes. 

Concerned, you reach out, brushing the tips of your fingers along his jaw, a gesture that usually calms him. “Everything ok?” you ask, voice soft. 

He nods, draws closer. “I, um, happy Valentine’s Day,” he remembers to greet. 

Thankfully it brings the smile, albeit a smaller one, back to your face. “Happy Valentine’s day.”

Looking in your eyes, he just can’t wait anymore. Lifting his hand out of his pocket, he holds up a box. “I love you,” he says, holding your gaze with an intensity that makes you shiver. He opens the box. “Marry me?” he asks, flicking his eyes to the banded diamond before returning them to your face. 

Tears in your eyes, you nod and he smiles, finally for real, as he plucks the ring from its velvet bed and slides it on your finger. 

“Iwa-chan!” Oikawa shouts from the bushes, “you messed up the perfect picture opportunity!” 

“Shut up, Shittykawa!” 

Lets have a great new years Iwaizumi! Will you light some sparklers with me? *shows 50 cm sparklers which burn down extra slow*

Iwaizumi blushes a bit under your eager gaze but he finally gets over his nerves enough to remember to smile. That and the elbow against his ribs from Oikawa snaps him out of his frozen stature. Smacking him on the back of the head, he nonetheless answers, “Of course, _____-chan, I’d love to.”

The two of you walk away from the whining setter, chatting amicably about how your years have been. 

As the light fades and darkness settles, you both take hold of sparklers. Iwaizumi lights his first, blushing again as he draws near to you to light yours. 

While they sparkle and pop he slowly reaches out and touches his fingers to yours. “Can…can I hold your hand?” he asks quietly. 

When you nod, he smiles, interlocking his fingers with yours as you both turn your attention to the sky where blasts of color light up the night. 

Next to you Iwaizumi debates whether he should kiss you or not…

Hey Jade :) May I request a scenario for Iwaizumi, falling for a supernatural s/o (your Choice what Kind)? Fluff, Angst, NSFW all are welcome.. lets see where this goes ?

So this kind of ended up on the sci-side of the supernatural spectrum but I hope you enjoy it!

His lungs burned, the heat and dust in the air piercing the sensitive tissue but he wouldn’t stop running. He heard her fall, the crush of gravel against her knees making her cry out. Turning, he picked her up in one go, throwing her over his shoulder and took off once more; he’d no time for decency.

Ahead he could see their sanctuary, where even the bots couldn’t reach them and increased his pace.

“Iwaizumi, just go, leave me, I’m not worth it, I’ll just-”

“Shut the hell up idiot!” he snapped.

To his right, the ground exploded in a burst of red; they weren’t shooting stuns anymore. He shirked to the left, only to narrowly avoid another shot. “Hemming me in,” he considered, ducking behind a large boulder. He set her down, drawing out his own weapon and checked its charge; only two, maybe three shots at best.

He better make them count.

Taking a deep breath, he looked around their cover and took quick aim upon one of their pursuers. The press of his trigger brought about another explosion, this time from a direct hit to the bot’s power pack.

“Yes!” he hissed, fist clenched. Upon the same, he felt the warmth of her hand. Turning his head brought them face to face, her white eyes imploring.

“Iwaizumi,” she begged, voice soft, “please, just let me go. I…I’m just a replication, a program, a…a thing. You…you’re alive. There’s no…you’re irreplaceable.”

From around the corner he could hear they were running out of time. He frowned, shaking his head and her grip from his hand. Refocusing his attention, Iwaizumi fired off two more shots, missing one while the other clipped the shoulder of one of the other bots. “Damn, we don’t have time to wait anymore,” he grunted. He turned, ordering, “Get on my back!” When she didn’t move he added roughly, “Now! Or we’re both really gonna die!”

When he felt the pressure of her body, he stood. Inhaling another breath, he took off once more, feet slamming against the ground. His body ached, he was sure he’d lost too much blood and he was quite literally dying of thirst, but he was going to get them out of this desert!

Finally, by some miracle, he breached the fortress’s perimeter, calling out, “Iwaizumi and one, seeking sanctuary!” He didn’t stop running, placing all trust on the occupants inside to hear his plea for safety. A deep rumble indicated their answer; they were saved!

A door opened, laser blasts flying over his head to give them cover and protect the entrance. Iwaizumi wasn’t sure where he found the ability but he ran faster, legs positively on fire, into the cool dark of their new home. WIth a resounding crash the door fell closed once more, shrouding them in complete darkness.

Panting heavily, he fell to the ground, both he and his passenger rolling a few feet before stopping on their backs. Greedily he gulped in air, willing his pulse and heart to slow down so he wouldn’t pass out. Her presence next to him was comforting, her own breath soft but loud in the seemingly cavernous darkness. Suddenly, a light fell upon them and in the center stood a silhouette outlined in the beam of warmth, comforting instead of blistering like the outside.

“Welcome, Iwaizumi Hajime and guest,” the form, male in tone said.

Iwaizumi could laugh, he was so relieved to have finally made it here. All the pain, all the hardship, all the shit they’d gone through, it was worth it because now…now they were in Freedom.

“This is ______,” he offered to their host as he stood, extending his hand to take hers.

“A beauty for sure,” complimented the man, stepping towards them. He tilted her downcast head, eyes filled with admiration and welcome. “You’ve come a long way. Which factory were you made in?”

She blushed, averting her gaze. “Sector 8,” she answered simply.

“Ah, I can see why you would need to come here then,” he replied. Turning to Iwaizumi, he added, “Let’s get you both cleaned up and then I think some food and water are in order. I’m Kuroo, by the way.” He pivoted, walking back the way he came, beckoning them to follow.

As Iwaizumi took a step, he halted when her hand grabbed his and turned back to face her. “Iwaizumi, I…I’m sorry,” she whispered, tears evident in her tone even if she could not shed them. “I shouldn’t have doubted you. I shouldn’t have been so ungrateful. I-”

He cut her off with a firm kiss. “You can make it up to me later,” he said, hand on her cheek. Then he smiled. “However you wish, you’re free now. And I never want to hear you say you’re not worth anything. Just because they treated you like a disposable doesn’t mean it’s true. And I’ll never treat you as anything but what you are…the woman I love.”

She threw her arms around his neck, both of them stumbling slightly thanks to his fatigue but he held fast, face buried in her hair.

He’d never intended to fall in love with a clone, but now that he had, he’d been willing to sacrifice everything to keep her safe. From her creators, from the law that called her “thing” and from those who sought to destroy what they didn’t understand.

Hey Jade ♡ I would love to be warmed up by Iwaizumi 😍 so how about “warming each other up” with my favorite Ace?

Iwaizumi – #15 Warming each other up

A biting wind races across the street, it’s sting cutting against Iwaizumi’s cheeks. He shivers, irritated at the sudden cold front that’s impeded upon his run. The forecast hadn’t called for temperatures this low the night before, so he predicted he’d be fine to do his normal route this morning.

The numbing of his toes says otherwise.

At this rate, he’ll be lucky to feel any of his extremities by the time he gets home. He doesn’t want to think about what his face looks like, the scarf he opted to use constantly losing its tension and sliding down. He really should have invested in that full coverage mask Oikawa kept bugging him to get.

Not that he’ll ever admit his friend was right.

Rounding another corner, the sight of your house brings a sudden warmth to his chest. He’s been crushing on you for the better part of the year but he’s never had the guts to do anything about it. Now, desperate to get out of the frigid air, he slides off his pride and races the distance to get to your front door.

He can barely feel the impact of his hand banging against it.

You open the door, eyes wide when you see just who it is seeking refuge this early.

“Iwaizumi-san! What on earth are you doing out in this weather?”

“I-I-I, di..didn’t expect it…t-t-t-o be…t-t-this cold,” he explains as you usher him inside.

It’s warm, almost hot but he can barely feel it.

“Sheesh, you look half frozen,” you admonish, drawing him towards a roaring fire. “Sit here while I get you some tea.”

He thanks you through chattering teeth, mentally slapping himself for allowing you to see him behave like such an idiot. Settling next to the hearth, he extends his hands, huffing a sigh of relief when feeling begins to return to them.

“Take your shoes and socks off, they’re soaked,” you say, but before he can move to do so, you’re already kneeling next to his legs, nimble fingers undoing the laces and tugging both off. Without pause, you begin vigorously rubbing his naked feet and he’s so thankful your back is to him because he knows his face resembles a cherry at this point.

Now that he knows they’ll support his weight, Iwaizumi leans back on his hands, staring at your back. You keep rubbing, hands working magic on his skin igniting embers deep in his stomach.

“There,” you say, satisfied smile on your face as you turn to face him, “no need to amputate.”

He smiles weakly, unsure what to do at this point. He knows what he wants to do, if the tingle in his lips is anything to go by, but despite his ability to move freely once more, he still feels frozen.

Standing up, you offer him a hand which he declines with a polite shake of his head, easily standing on his own thanks to your administration of friction to his numb limbs. He wiggles his toes experimentally and you giggle, the sound pulling more heat to his face.

He hates that he blushes so easily around you.

“Glad to see you’re warmed up,” you remark, but frown when you eye the tea on the table. “Guess I should have waited to make it. Here, I’ll heat it up.”

Iwaizumi isn’t sure what’s gotten into him, but as you reach past him towards the cup, he catches your hand, drawing you into his arms instead. Face blazing at his bold action, he nevertheless continues, wrapping his arms around you securely. At first you’re rigid, clearly surprised, but when he feels you relax into his hold he exhales the breath he was holding.

“Thanks,” he says simply, brushing a delicate kiss to your cheek.

When he pulls back, he’s please to see a hint of pink dusting them. Seems he can warm you up too.

Ohhh a new headcannon game! How about C for Kuroko? :)

Cuddle (Are they cuddly people? How do they like to hug/ be hugged?)

Awwww! Thank you for picking this sweetheart! He definitely needs a lot more love (funny considering he’s in the title of the anime! lol). 

Does Kuroko cuddle? ABSOLUTELY! He loves having his girl reclined (on the couch or in bed), his arms wrapped around her waist and his head on her stomach with her finger carding through his hair. He’ll fall asleep so fast in this position so hopefully she’s ok with staying in one place for a while! 

When they’re seated upright on the couch watching TV or just catching up on their respective days, he’ll either have his arm around her, fingers tracing up and down her arm or her hands in his with his thumbs circling gently over her skin.