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Kagami Taiga’s fear of dogs all started that one day. He was running home from his basketball lessons with Himuro and Alex. It was late afternoon so the sun had just started to set. With his bag strapped securely to his back, Kagami turned at a corner and continued to run towards home. “Man! Dad’s going to kill me!” Kagami yelled to himself. “I promised that I’d be home half an hour ago!” He looked around frantically before he decided to take a short cut across an open lot. Kagami jumped when he heard a dog bark. Turning his head, he saw a big dog, sitting by itself. Approaching it slowly, Kagami bro

Was this love?   Was love the way your heart raced every time you saw him? Was love the way you caught yourself staring at him from across the class and sighing in content? Was love the way you both laughed together at something that wasn’t even remotely funny?   Was this what love felt like?   You didn’t know what love was before you met Kuroo Tetsurou but you were sure this was it.   It was the way he laughed at you when you hurt yourself but would rush to help you as soon as he saw your discomfort. It was the way you could wear the baggiest clothes and sport a ‘I just woke up’ look and he’d still call you beau

Warning: Profanities. Dysfunctional If you got a dollar every time you felt an overwhelming desire to punch Tsukishima Kei in face, you’d fuck up the economy.[1] But, no, life doesn’t work like that. Instead, here you were, shooting the upsized douchebag a fake smile as you took his order. “What’ll it be?” you asked for the sake of pissing him off, because he knew that you knew what he was about to order. It wasn’t like he actually ordered anything else other than strawberry shortcake. God, maybe that’s the solitary thing his minute, asshole heart is capable of loving. “The usual,” he

Contrary to what Jisoo believed, you and Natsuya shared a generally peaceful dinner. Food and recounting his adventures, from London to California to Sydney - it was all solely funded from his winnings in swimming competitions. It made you wonder, how a man with such amazing potential, did not care for medals. He could easily be scouted onto the Olympic team, what was holding him back from staying here? While at dinner, Natsuya suggested getting everyone back together for dinner the following day. You invited your roommate and already had a place in mind since the two of you near haunted a specific dinner place (and thankfully it was open f

Background info: reader is one year older than Ushijima, which is why they’re very formal with her :) + this comes after Tendou's story in the timeline + I decided to no longer include the Oikawa story that I made a while back in my Shiratorizawa AU timeline :) + wow this is the longest one in the whole series lmao xXxXxXxXx You took one last gaze at the school, a whole chapter of your life seemingly closing before you. You served your position as captain of the women's volleyball team dutifully. The last three years were tinged with pride, leading your team and proudly donning your school uniform to it’s first national co

I was really surprised and honestly I didn’t think a lot of people had Tsukisima as their bias! Enjoy the final part! J ---------- For the next few weeks, there was never a dull moment. Tsukishima became your mental chopping board and the only image you had associated with Karasuno. And he was not even your personal fight! A part of you – that you secretly repressed – upheld Shirabu above the other older volleyball players. You never voiced this out-loud, since you had the entire women’s team to view as senpai’s. But there was just something about Shirabu that made him more noticeable, even when he was trying

Oikawa was traveling the world in pursuit of his dream and you could not have been more proud of your boyfriend. It seemed only yesterday that he was silently crying over the losses from Shiratorizawa and Karasuno. And now here he is, a professional setter on the fast-track to earning a spot on the Japanese Olympic team. You sat at the edge of the pool, reading the new headline featuring your boyfriend. And underneath it, a picture of him with his arm slung across another woman’s. Another win that he did not even bother to text you about. You could not withhold the outward sigh. Since high school, that was your biggest peeve of Oikawa&#

This is a sequel to http://fanfictionofyou.deviantart.com/art/Scared-Kuroo-Tetsurou-510740601 Due to the popular demand, I decided to wrap things up! Thank you everyone for the support! <3 --------------------------------------------- 'You called me the sadness and hatred inside of you.' 'I don't blame you, not anymore.' 'I know, it was me, who got ahead.' 'I know, it was me, who let go of everything we worked for.' 'Am I selfish?' 'Do you hate me more now?' 'I don't blame you, not anymore.' But that excruciating pain that inflicted on you everyday when you entered in that small boxed-up room and saw him laughing along with his ow

You were small and timid, well. Maybe not your physical appearance. But inside, you were small. So small, smaller than a mouse. You never dared to speak to anyone else unless they do it first, you would keep pesky comments to yourself about others. Going to a new environment is basically nightmare for you, the fear of being hated, the fear of being too annoying, the fear of being left out. You couldn't never explain how relieve you would be when someone else strikes up a conversation with you, it's not like you don't want to talk, it's just that you are too scared too. Appearance and the way people talked is the first thing you would see a