“I expect nothing less from the king.”
No club.
Anonymous asked:
haikyuu!! (imsorry I just love how you draw all the boys <3)
hinatassmile answered:
octoberswimmer-deactivated20200 asked:
l o o k , m i s t l e t o e ! do you people know what that means? i bet tsukki can tell me its historical background, too.
firstyearsrule answered:
What is this??? Tsukki apologizing for not jumping high enough? Kageyama apologizing for setting the ball too high? Did I enter an alternate universe or something???
Prompt: Different Sports. T, 2053 words. Tsukki would look so good playing tennis, don’t even pretend like he wouldn’t.
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The Akiteru Incident pushes Tsukishima into tennis because it’s solitary and doesn’t have crushing familial disappointment weighing it down. It’s a good decision and he doesn’t regret it, even if he loses sharing a sport with Yamaguchi in the process.
What’s surprising, though, is that he doesn’t lose Yamaguchi’s friendship: “I like volleyball,” Yamaguchi had said back in elementary and Tsukishima wistfully thought, Well, it was nice having a friend for a little while. But then Yamaguchi continued, “And I like Tsukki, too! I’ll cheer you on at tennis.”
tsukkiyama month - day 13
Prompt: Time Travel. G, 296 words. WELCOME to the WORLD of TOMORROW!
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The guy who stumbles into the coffee shop is as tall and skinny as Tsukishima, has blue chin-length hair, and wears triangular sunglasses. His entire outfit looks like it’s made from aluminum foil, so even if he wasn’t panicked and gasping Yamaguchi’s name, Yamaguchi probably would have noticed him. After all, everyone who isn’t him is noticing this dude right now.
tsukkiyama month - day 12
Prompt: Teachers. ~585 words, T, established relationship, aged-up, they’re gon get fired.
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“Yamaguchi-sensei, can we ask you a question?”
One of his students, a second-year, was nervously twisting her hands and standing in front of his desk. Yamaguchi smiled encouragingly, though he had no idea what this could be about. It was only the first day of school and all that had happened was the opening ceremony and the teachers giving a rundown of what they would be covering in the following year.
“Sure, Ando-san,” he said. “What’s up?”
“Is it – um – is it true you know the new girls’ volleyball coach?” Ando-san glanced back at the classroom doorway, where two of her friends were waving at her to go on. “He’s – um – he seems very cool.”
New fic! Also the reason why you haven’t seen any Tsukkiyama Month prompts out of me in 11 days – I’ve been working on Day 11′s the entire time.
Tsukishima/Yamaguchi, ~4900 words, T - For the prompt “actors,” Yamaguchi and Tsukishima get roped into playing Romeo and Juliet for their class’s cultural festival. It’s more of fluffy comedy of errors than a tragedy, though, I promise. With kissing!
tsukkiyama month - day 10
Fashion industry? Haha, sure. I can totally pull this one off. I’m wearing my best hoodie, after all. This one turned out long! 1430 words (posted directly to AO3), not AU, Yamaguchi takes pictures of Tsukki and posts them to Insta, turned out not very fashion-y.
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Yamaguchi started using his Instagram for real in his third year. He’d had the account forever, but he was usually too busy for SNS, and most of the people he wanted to talk to he saw every day at school.
But then he went on vacation with his parents to Okinawa and took a bunch of aquarium pictures, sending all of them to Tsukishima, who said “Do you think I’m your Instagram?” after the twenty-fifth picture. So he wound up posting them all there, too. It turned out there were a lot of fish-lovers on Instagram, and a lot of them stuck around when Yamaguchi starting posting food pictures, too.
When he got back home, Yamaguchi posted random pictures – a crosswalk, the bike rack outside of Karasuno, a picture of his feet in his volleyball shoes. They all got a bunch of likes and one weird comment about wanting to see his toes.
tsukkiyama month - day 9
Google leads me to believe that Japanese street artists often show their art live, performance-art style. If that’s wrong, apologies! I’m not researching more than that for a 15-minute fic, though. ~700 words, Yamaguchi is a semi-anonymous street artist, Tsukishima is his fanboy. Time for a meet-cute!
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Red ropes were squared off near a section of grey wall, chairs set up just beyond the ropes. The night was chilly and Tsukishima’s jacket wasn’t nearly warm enough, but he didn’t care. He’d been following 12’s art for a while now, whenever a new installation showed up in the area. And now Tsukishima had proof miracles really did come true. One night when they were leaving university practice, Tsukishima stopped dead in the street to look at 12’s newest piece, making Kageyama run directly into his back. And miracle of miracles, Kageyama both remembered that later and pulled strings with some pro-scouts to get Tsukishima a ticket. 12 was popular, famous even, and no mere mortals had access to his work. Tsukishima couldn’t even begin to decide how to work off that debt.
“What do I owe you?” Tsukishima had asked, staring down at the ticket in his hands in disbelief.
“Nothing,” Kageyama said. Then he smiled his terrifying smile. “A thank you is enough.”
antique-romantic
