18 ⋆ she/her prns ⋆ huge self proclaimed music nerd
while this blog is new,, im not new to tumblr itself; i made this blog to prioritize haikyuu chatfics, but some other fandoms im in are; blue lock, mha, tokyo rev, twisted wonderland, and so on. which is why if i feel like it, ill write for those too!
some of my favs in haikyuu are suna, akaashi, tsukki, semi, kenma, and the miya twins ;))
my requests are open,, ill do my best to get to all of them!! my dms are also open,, so im looking forward to making a lot of mutuals/friends here mwah
i'll link my MASTERLIST HERE, though its a wip!!
i will also be crossposting to other socials (tiktok/twitter)
a/n: heres the next part of the convo 😳 who cares if its ooc,, hes not a total gangster he's a random guy in school who plays volleyball and you're a random girl tryna hit him up (casually) anyway suna x interpol x tlsp supremacy
p.s/ i can admit to you all. the conversations w suna are lowkey based off a conversation i had with a guy i wanted to befriend in highschool lol laugh out loud point and laugh!!!
a/n: im probably gonna mention this alot but i wholeheartedly believe suna would like listening to TLSP + interpol ugh
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you had asked aran first. then atsumu. both people you considered friends. "friends" who immediately denied when you asked for suna's number.
so much for the power of friendship. you'd remember this next time they ever asked for your help. so you went to your last resort, the inarizaki volleyball team manager, tia. since you kept things real around here... you stated your cause. aka clout.
you needed that video. and while tia was wary at first, eventually, at your very honorable request, she finally told you suna's number.
all of which happened just a few hours ago.
right now, you finally had the video in your hands. absolute dogshit quality, by the way. you hoped that volleyball career worked out for suna because yikes. cameraman wouldn't cut it.
he could probably make it as a model though, the thought crossed your mind.
you would be lying if you said you didn't find suna attractive. who didn't. what's a girl supposed to do with a cute guy's number anyway? simply keep it on the roster to admire? you weren't crazy about him per se, he was more of a hallway crush. or a friend crush. an undeniably attractive person who you wanted to befriend, but didn't know how to.
even if you did try to hit up his roster, he had no obligation to even reply back. he'd left you on read more than once in a singular conversation. which. was personal, rather humbling, information you would be taking to the grave. maybe ask for another fight video? but who knows how many people ask him for those on a daily basis.
you don't even really remember how you befriended your current friends, it sort of just happened...? you'd gone to the same junior high as the miya twins. you were partnered up with aran for a few projects in biology. it was a strange play of fate that they ended up being in the same volleyball team. but as for the actual process of how the friendships developed.... you couldn't remember.
you were putting too much unnecessary thought onto the topic, so, after posting the shit quality video on your story, you decided to scroll on your phone for a few hours and answer some texts.
nonexistent texts. your phone was dry as fuck.
you loved aran and the twins, but especially recently, they were extremely busy with volleyball. from practice, to practice matches, to games, and preparing for nationals— it was hard to find the time to hangout or even get consistent replies from them.
you opened atsumus story, seeing a picture of a bus, with his teammates. but that's not what caught your attention.
your face scrunched up. this performative manwhore? the song he picked for the story was none other than calm like you by the last shadow puppets. you genuinely scoffed out loud, sliding up on his story.
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y/n : wtf do u know ab the last shadow puppets 💀
atsumu: SHUDDUP
atsumu: suna showed me the song
y/n: ???
y/n: nonono
y/n: WTF DOES HE KNOW AB THEM
atsumu: wait
atsumu: he says you have his number??
y/n: 😐😐
atsumu: WHAT
atsumu: WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN HOW
y/n: it happened AFTER u wouldnt give me his number
y/n: and i have my ways
atsumu: A WHOLE DAY
atsumu: AND YOU DIDNT MENTION IT
y/n: tsumu i genuinely only had one conversation w him and i only got shaky war footage out of it so
atsumu: LMFAOO WAIT
atsumu: hes reading yr messages over my shoulder rn
y/n: no he is NOT
atsumu: hes making a face
atsumu: he said yr hella weird
y/n:
atsumu: IM JUST REPORTING
atsumu: he said whys it such a big deal what he listens to
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technically, it wasn't a big deal, it shouldn't be. but you were the kind of person who got weirdly territorial over bands that felt like they belonged to you. it was a concept you felt only you could understand.
it was also something stupid to get stuck on. annoying, even.
and since calm like you was your favorite song from one of your favorite bands, you were gonna start thinking about suna rintarou's fucking face every time you heard it from now on.
so yeah, you didn't plan on replying to atsumu, well. suna's question. except, after a few minutes, your phone screen lit up again, with yet another notification from atsumu.
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atsumu: wait he fell asleep
y/n: its been like less than 20 minutes wtf
atsumu: he fell asleep hunched over LMFAOOOOO
atsumu: NO DEADASS ICB
y/n: why are you telling me this
atsumu: [1 attatchment]
atsumu: [1 video attatchment]
y/n: LMFAOOOOO
y/n: LMGKAKAJ WAIT OMG
y/n: SHUT UP WAIT HOW IS UR LOUDAHH NOT WAKING HIM.UP OMFG
y/n: UR KAUGH
y/n: wait pause the pic is kinda cute
y/n: 😳
y/n: wtf
atsumu: im pretending i didnt see that
atsumu: hes dead asleep man his phone buzzed n he didnt react
y/n: ok!!! wtv wake him up its probably important ;)
atsumu: hold on im gonna check it
atsumu: ????
<from sunas phone>
2:25AM
atsumu: ITS YOU
y/n: wait haha he saved my number 😳
atsumu: hold on hes waking back up
y/n: 😇😇😇
atsumu: you want me to put in a good word dont you.
y/n: no
atsumu: LIAR
y/n: i just think u should CASUALLY mention im not really that weird
y/n: but like dont tell him what i said js be my wingman yk
atsumu: HAHA WAIT
atsumu: i already said you think he looks cute sleeping
y/n: ATSUMU
y/n: WHY WOULD YOU PHRASE IT LIKE THAT
atsumu: THATS LITERALLY WHAT YOU SAID
y/n: i said the pic was cute.
y/n: not HIM
y/n: tell him the pic was normal
atsumu: "normal" 😭😭
y/n: blocked and reported IM NOT TALKING TO U ANYMORE
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gosh. and he somehow wondered why he couldn't keep a girlfriend...
with a long sigh, you exited out of instagram, ceasing the conversation with atsumu.
although it was 2am, you weren't tired. even if you were falling behind in biology and you could take advantage of your boredom by catching up with schoolwork, you appreciated the time after midnight where you got to sit and do nothing but doomscroll.
you had practically forgotten about the text you sent to suna earlier... until you received a notification from mr. rintarou himself.
⤷ 001, 002, 003, 004
a/n (2): bare with me guys,, it gets better from here. if it werent for tumblr's 10 image limit,, id be giving u guys everything in one go. i feel so ragebaited rn. but WHATEVER. give me your thoughts, opinions, concerns.. bla bla bla
p.s/ you could say this is how i genuinely feel about music alot of the time 😅
