#ushijima angst

[rishiguro]

HAIKYUU CHARACTERS AND HOW THEY BREAK YOUR HEART

ft. oikawa; sugawara; atsumu; ushijima; kita

OIKAWA TOORU: makes time for everyone but you

you tried to ignore the sting in your heart, tossing your phone on the mattress. at this point you were setting yourself up for the hurt and yet you couldn’t stop yourself from watching his stories. and he was always out and about, meeting various people — friends, colleagues, family, coworkers, anybody. just not you. you were always left behind, barely seeing your boyfriend, only getting a few texts. you knew he had a lot on his plate but would it kill him to spend some time with you, or just acknowledge your existence? you sighed. surely he was just busy, right?

SUGAWARA KOUSHI: forgets about his promises

“i’m so sorry,” he immediately said as soon as he saw you all dressed up, “i forgot” you pressed your lips into a thin line, nodding slowly. “i figured. i’m going to take a shower” before he could say anything you rushed past your boyfriend, shutting the bathroom door behind you before stepping to the sink, washing your flushed face as the tears started to fall. you shouldn’t even be surprised — and honestly you weren’t really — but you were disappointed. he didn’t mean to forget, at least that’s what you had been telling yourself. but there was only so much you could take and slowly but surely you reached your breaking point.

MIYA ATSUMU: always puts his work before you

you shook your head as you put your phone away, politely asking the waiter for your check. by now you were basically used to the pitiful glances and hushed whispers behind your back, so you skillfully ignored them when leaving the restaurant. with every step you took towards your car, you could feel the cold creeping up on you as your heart grew heavier and heavier. you knew what you were getting yourself into when you decided to get together with him, but it didn’t hurt any less when he stood you up — when practice ran longer than expected, when he decided to get some extra training or when he was too exhausted to even send you a message.

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI: always confuses you with somebody else

“i got you your favorite” he held up a take out bag with a warm smile on his face. “thank you,” you said with your most convincing smile on your face, which immediately dropped as soon as he left your field of view. as soon as you recognized the logo on the plastic you felt your heart ache. you wanted to give him credit, he was trying, he really was, but you couldn’t help but feel hurt — whatever he got, it was never what he thought it was. his friend’s favorite snacks that you didn’t like, his best friend’s favorite movie that brought back bad memories or his ex partner’s favorite food.

KITA SHINSUKE: uses your insecurities against you

with hurt visible in your eyes, you turned around, quickly making your way into your bedroom. “you can’t just simply walk away when things aren’t going your way—,” you heard him shout behind you before you slammed the door and as soon as you were alone, the tears began to fall. you loved him and you were convinced that he loved you too. he even told you so daily and made you feel like the most important person in your life. and he failed to realize that you weren’t him — he couldn’t see how his bluntness hurt you or how his supposed honesty only broke you. how much more could you take before you completely shattered?

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[mrs-kodzuken]

Can I have a timeskip!Ushijima comfort fic? Like Ushi doesn't understand the concept of skinship like holding hands and hugs so he often shrugs off reader's attempts in skinships, which of course made reader feel sad ㅠㅠ

Thank you and have a nice day! <3

Understanding you ♡

Pairing: Aged up! Wakatoshi Ushijima x fem!reader

WC: 1.6k

Genre: slight angst to comfort/fluff

CW: fem!reader, inexperienced in relationships!Wakatoshi, slight angst from ushi :( , fluff and comfort all in the end :)) , maybe some self deprecation from reader, best friends with tendou, communication is always key

note: thank you for requesting this! I hope it’s up to your expectations, sugar!! <3

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Being the girlfriend of the Wakatoshi Ushijima was something I didn’t expect would hurt this much. As his girlfriend, I understood the importance of volleyball since it quite literally is his career path. However, being in a relationship is a whole other aspect to think about.

There never really was anything that really stood out to me about his wrongdoings. He always made it to every dinner plan, he didn’t forget the classic month to month anniversaries, he seemed like he was just a gift from heaven.

I knew it was too good to be true when I realized we, or I, was severely lacking in the physical department of our relationship.

Ushijima and I never really got closer within touching or skin-ship distance. That really sucked for me and hurt my feelings since he aced every other aspect of our relationship, no pun intended.

I wasn’t sure if he was just uncomfortable with touching me or if he had some kind of weird feeling about touching me. However, with physical touch being my number one priority of love language I wasn’t sure how to go about telling him my feelings.

Giving Wakatoshi free rein to plan out his schedule, except for date nights, was a must. He is a grown man and I’m not his mother, but I always felt bad when there was something important, like this, to be talked about.

I couldn’t help but to bite my lip as I stared at our private text messages. His contact name, ‘Ushi baby’ stared right back at me whilst I tried to work up the courage to send a text.

Deciding against it, I threw my phone onto my bed and sighed loudly. He was at practice and had a game tomorrow so I didn’t want to bother him or cloud his mind with meaningless things like what I need to talk about.

I couldn’t help to wallow in my own pity. The clock on my white painted walls doing nothing but making the sound of ticking throughout my room which eventually annoyed me enough to leave.

It was around the time for Ushi’s practice to be over and I really wanted him to come over, I just didn’t know how everything would go.

Whenever we had first started dating I got introduced, and interviewed, by Wakatoshi’s best friend, Tendou. And now, Tendou was one of my closest friends so I decided to call the Chocolatier himself for support.

After the phone had rang for three seconds it picked up, “Hello! Hello!” the familiar voice sounded throughout my kitchen.

“Hey Ten! I am in need of advice and company.” I admitted due to the facetime call revealing his apron on with some stains of colors on it.

“Oh really?” He asked, drawing out the ‘really’.

“Yes, really. I need to talk to Wakatoshi, I’m just not sure how. Any ideas?”

“That depends on what you’re going to talk to him about. Saying the wrong thing could make him easily misunderstand what you mean and vice versa.” Tendou tried to poetically explain, as if I didn’t already know that.

“Yeah, thank you so much,” I rolled my eyes, “I’m feeling a bit.. lonely in our relationship lately. I need more physical affection from him and I’m not sure how to really bring it up because times that’s happened before.”

That little spill from me made memories pop up into my head of Ushijima rejecting my attempts for physical love.

I could only remember how he shrugged himself away from holding my hand or kissing me after I brought him a well-balanced lunch meal one day during practice.

I never felt more embarrassed or ashamed in my life. My own boyfriend rejected my advances to give him, and to receive love from him in front of his entire team.

It wasn’t the only time that that had happened. I tried doing it behind closed doors just in case he didn’t like publicly displaying affection. However, that didn’t work either when he moved away from me one night after being out to dinner.

From that point on it’s just been messaging, very little facetime, some phone calls, and occasionally visiting each other’s apartment. I wasn’t sure how to proceed with this, and I certainly didn’t think it was anywhere near enough to breaking up.

However, that doesn’t mean he didn’t hurt my feelings nor have been continuing to hurt them. Whether on purpose or not.

With Ushijima being a member of the Schweiden Adlers, I knew some of his teammates and occasionally talked with them about how my boyfriend was doing time to time.

However, I couldn’t help to not reach out to them within the last couple of weeks. I didn’t have the courage to confidently ask about him.

Tendou’s voice brought me back to where I needed to be, which was having this conversation to communicate my needs across to him.

“And since knowing him for a while helps my understanding, I think a simple conversation would do the trick. Honestly, I’m not sure why you called if you knew that too?” He questioned me, eyes peering dangerously close to mine through the tiny phone screen.

I bit my lip, “It’s just… he has a game tomorrow. I don’t want to ruin that by spouting dumb nonsense about how I’m not feeling this or that from him.”

Growing up, I’ve always considered other peoples thoughts, opinions, feelings before mine. It was just the kind of person I was, and now it hurts me the most when I need to express myself.

“Girl. Fuck that game.” He rolled his eyes at me.

“Yes Wakatoshi loves his career and it’ll always be there but you’re something in his life that can disappear at any moment. I think he’d want to know,” Tendou tried reasoning with my dumb logic as he pointed a wooden spoon in my direction.

I gave up. I knew in the back of my mind that Tendou was definitely right and I wasn’t but it was my own self that was keeping me from doing what I needed to do.

“Alright, I think I’ll ask him to come over tonight then.” I tried to say confidently after I made up my mind of what needed to be done.

“Great! When I’m in Tokyo next I’ll be sure to bring a little something for you and him.” Tendou winked at me before ending the facetime call.

That only left me to do one thing, text my boyfriend. I quickly sent him a text asking if it would be okay for him to come over after practice.

My nerves were all over the place as I waited for the tall, olive haired man to show up at my place.

Soon the door bell brought me out of my mind trance and when I opened the door I saw the one and only Ushijima.

“Hey Toshi, come in,” I widened the door after taking a good look at him.

It seemed like he came here right out of practice, he was still in his whole practice uniform. His usual stoic face didn’t change once I sat down on to my living room couch.

“Is something the matter, (Y/n)?” He bluntly asked, getting straight to the point with me.

I took a deep breath to prepare myself, “Yes, Toshi. There is something the matter. My feelings are hurt and have been hurt for a while due to the lack of physical touch in our relationship.” I paused for a moment to look over his face.

He seemed to be intently listening on every word I was saying which gave me the impression to keep going.

“I just want more skin ship with you like hugging, kissing, hang holding, or even just sitting beside you with arms touching. I feel deprived of that because you seem to always move away when I try to initiate it. Is there a reason or..?” I trailed off, finishing what I was saying and asking a question to see his side.

“I’m sorry for making you feel that way, (Y/n). I don’t understand the idea of that. It makes you feel more loved than usual?” He asked, trying to work around in his head of what I had mentioned.

“Well, yes. Without it I feel upset or rejected by you sometimes.” I hung my head low a bit, it was embarrassing having to discuss this. However, I was always one to get embarrassed or ashamed at anything I needed.

“I will try, for you.” He promised, his large hand reaching over to me and placing it on my knee. He was very warm and it traveled through my body.

I smiled a bit, “Thank you, I really appreciate it. I’m sorry for not telling you sooner.”

I scooted closer to him on the couch and he gave me his one million dollar small smile that I love. His arms wrapped around my shoulders whilst I hugged his torso. His lean but built, very built, body touched my soft one, I loved this feeling.

We stayed like that for a minute, nothing heard but the low volume of my living room TV and our breathing.

“Thank you, Toshi. I really appreciate that you’ll try for me.” I pulled away, already missing the hug but needing to say that to his face.

“Of course, love.” His hand came up to caress my face and I leaned into his touch.

The aching in my heart and body went away after discussing that with him. It was all just a bit miscommunication which was easily fixed after I expressed what I needed to.

I couldn’t be more content.

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a/n: I hope you enjoyed anon!! I’m terrible at writing for Ushijima but thank you for helping me extend the people I can write for :))

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[mavrintarou]

Lord Ushijima Wakatoshi [2 - end]

Thank you for all your patience with me. I hope you all are having a great start to the year, cheers to many more smut lol I have like two stories I didn't finish for the Daddies in December trope that I might still post them - I think there's still Itachi & Shisui (together) and Shikamaru.

Warning: angst, violence, fluff, smut, this is long because I didn't want to write a 3rd part

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Y/n’s fingers tighten around the teacup as she brings it to her lips. Her favorite blend of tea she normally loved to drink on a rainy night tasted bitter yet bland to her tongue.

As she expected, there was nothing to sharpen on an already sharp sword. She set it along with the other swords for Maru’s father to deliver to the owner.

The rain poured heavily with thunder and lightning, the sky darker than usual.

Y/n’s intuition told her it was a sign.

She knew Captain, after serving several years beside him, she knew how he operated, how he hunted.

Dropping off his most prized possession, the sword, clearly indicated that he had tracked her down.

Why though?

Was he there to recruit her back into the Corps?

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The sword was sitting on the stand when she entered her sanctuary the following morning.

“Oh, you arrived early today,” Maru’s father greeted, “I forgot to tell you that the sword's owner requested you to deliver it to him. I hope you won’t be too busy this morning to do so.”

Y/n shook her head, “I can do that.” She approached the sword and reached for it, turning her heels to head towards the address scribbled on the note.

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Y/n stared at the closed gates of the compound that had no listed clan name outside the wall.

She wonders if Wakatoshi is temporarily staying in this compound. It was much too large for one person.

Her knuckles come into contact with the gates, knocking softly.

“Coming,” a female voice calls from the other side.

The wooden door cracks open and an elderly woman smiles, “you must be Y/n-san?”

Y/n bowed, holding Wakatoshi’s sword outward, “I’ve come to return Lord Ushijima’s sword.”

“Oh, please come in, he is waiting for you.”

Y/n’s breath hitched, she knew she wouldn’t get away with just dropping his sword off without facing him. She followed quietly into the compound.

Her eyes bulge at the sight of the neat courtyard. The path they were walking on led them straight to the main house where she slid open a door, “my Lord will be with you shortly.” The door was slid closed after her.

In the middle of the room was a table with two cushions on each side. On the table were two tea cups and a tea kettle with freshly brewed tea.

Y/n took a seat on one side, setting the sword beside her, and waited patiently.

She zoned out before she heard a soft knock and the door slid open. She turned her head and her eyes widened as they connected with his.

Wakatoshi looked completely different. It was less than five times that she’d seen him wear something aside from his Corp uniform. In front of her stood a figure draped in a black kimono, with his bangs almost covering his eyes.

“Y/n,” he called softly. He entered the room and closed the door behind him, she watched as he took the spot across from her. His eyes never left hers.

Her heartbeat skipped but she kept her composure. “Captain.”

Wakatoshi shook his head, “I am no longer Captain.”

He explained everything that had happened after she left abruptly.

Y/n exhaled softly. She never thought he would ever resign, let alone leave the life he had known.

“What will you be doing now?” She asked, hand tightening on the sword in her hand. Her eyes widen, remembering it. Quickly, she lifts his sword to him, “here is your sword.”

He gently accepted it from her, setting it on the floor behind him. A soft smile graced his lips, “I have come a long way to find you..” He reached across the table, his thicker and longer fingers touching hers. “You left me without a word.”

Her fingers gently graze against his. Y/n remembers threading her fingers with his during their most intimate moments. She quickly withdrew her hand into her lap. “I don’t… I don’t understand why you would come this far to find me?”

Wakatoshi stared at her longingly before sighing, “I am here to take responsibility.” He raised his eyes to hers again, “I have wronged you and I want to make things right. All a person like me can offer you is owning up and taking responsibility for my actions.”

“Your actions?”

Wakatoshi frowned, not sure he understood the iciness in her tone. “Yes, my actions. I need to take responsibility for you, your body, and your dignity. Does that not please you?”

Y/n finally replied quietly after looking at a distance. “No, that does not please me. You owe me nothing, you do not need to take any responsibility. Please return.” She stood up and exited the room.

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Lord Ushijima did not return.

Y/n glared at him as he smiled politely as Maru’s father gave him a tour of the shop. “This is Y/n, you may have already met her as she is our sword sharpener. And over here is where you’ll be,” he continued to lead Wakatoshi down the corridors.

She would collaborate with Wakatoshi, who is tasked with crafting swords – a laborious and physically demanding responsibility.

Turning her heels, she shut the door to her sanctuary and began her day.

The shop closes for one hour at noon for lunch. Maru’s mother is in charge of making every day’s meal and everyone was to report to the dining room promptly.

Y/n glared with narrowed eyes as Wakatoshi occupied the seat to her right, a spot typically reserved for Maru. Maru, entering last, was surprised to find his usual seat taken. Nevertheless, he swiftly smiled and settled down on her left side.  

“Itadakimasu.” They all said in unison.

Y/n and Wakatoshi both reached for their chopsticks simultaneously, their elbows inadvertently colliding due to his left-handedness and her right-handedness.

“Oh!” Maru’s mother giggles, “Wakatoshi, why don’t you and Maru switch spots since you are a lefty?”

Maru was about to reach for his bowl and get up when Wakatoshi politely declined, “it is okay, I will eat with my right hand.”

They all watched him switch hands and began eating.

Y/n looked away, fixating on her bowl of rice, her thoughts drifting. Her mind remained preoccupied with the fact that Wakatoshi, her Captain, was in the same village and seated beside her.

She frowned when a piece of grilled salmon was placed on her rice, prompting her to turn and glance at the person to her right. Wakatoshi, however, continued eating as if it were not a significant matter.

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Four weeks later, Wakatoshi proved to be an expert welder and demonstrated his mastery as a skilled welder. With his strength and knowledge, he has shaped a new distinctive style of swords that has attracted swordsmen from both nearby and distant villages, eager to explore and acquire blades crafted by Lord Ushijima, the famous Shiratorizawa Captain.  

It was more in demand that these blades were further perfected by the renowned artisan Y/n, known for her exceptional sharpening and refining skills.

One last one, she told herself, for the nth time. Each time, she would grab another sword without realizing it. She took pride in her work and products, and once she initiated the process, she was determined to persist, recognizing that halting would disrupt the momentum of sharpening a sword.  

It was one late evening when the shop had already closed down for the day, leaving her as the sole occupant. Typically, Maru would linger around to provide company, but after four failed attempts, he realized it was futile; as she was too engrossed in her work to engage in even a brief conversation with him.

Her hands came to a stop as her instincts were triggered, swiftly detecting the unfamiliar presence. The footsteps of at least six were too quiet and skilled.

Reaching underneath her table, she slowly pulled out the small knives she had hidden. As soon as she saw the shadow of one, with a flick of her wrists, aiming at the intruder.

In the blink of an eye, Y/n had another small katana at the throat of the intruder. “Move and I will slice your throat.” Pulling off the head covering, Y/n didn’t recognize the face. “Who are you and what business do you have breaking in?”

The man showed no fear except pain in his thigh which she had targeted.

She pressed the katana to his throat, breaking the skin. “Speak.” She looked at the others, there were six of them with covered faces. They all drew their swords, ready to attack.

Digging the knife in his thigh deeper, he cried out in anguish. She pushed the man forward, forcing the other men to retreat but kept their defense up.

They reached outside to the front of the shop where Y/n calculated how she would take them all down. “Are you their leader?” There was no response, and Y/n chuckled, “I’ll take your silence as a wish for your death.” She ripped the small knife out from his thigh, growling, “and guarantee that you shall never raise a sword again!” With swift and precise motion, the knife severed crucial ligaments.  

The five men charged at her as she kicked the man in her hold down but before she could draw the sword she had strapped behind her back she was surprised with the sudden appearance of seven other men she was familiar with.

Her old team.

With each of the five intruders apprehended by Reon, Satori, Eita, Tsutomu, and Yu. Kenjiro and Wakatoshi stepped out from the shadows.

The stern, icy expression on his face was the same one she remembered.

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The intense silent gaze from Y/n unsettled all the men present, except for Wakatoshi, who remained completely unperturbed by her piercing stare.

They all sat before her in her small home after they apprehended the men who broke into the shop. Wakatoshi handed them off to the authorities who had been searching for these highly skilled bandits.

Maru and his family came on-site, devastated at the news their shop had been broken into. Thankfully it was minor interior damage and was something they could fix up easily within a few days.

“What are you all doing here?” Y/n finally asked.

Every face in the room turned to look at Wakatoshi, waiting for him to answer.

“They have also relocated as well.”

Y/n inhaled deeply, pinching the bridge of her nose. “I’m sure you guys are not stationed here?” They had no business in this town.

“We’ve all resigned as well,” Reon answered, “and followed Captain here to find you.” He smiles softly at her, “we missed you Y/n.”

Any frustration within her bones faded, Y/n couldn’t stay mad even if she pretended to. “I missed you all too.” She stepped forward and gave each of them a hug.

After all, this was her team for many years.

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Everyone but Wakatoshi left, he remained, leaning against the wall.

Y/n glanced at him and then at the gates to her compound, she raised a brow at him. “It is late…”

It was past midnight, she had too much catching up with her teammate, losing track of time in the process.

“Can I have a word with you?” Wakatoshi approached her and stopped until he stood in front of her. He was always aware of their height difference, but he never realized how much smaller she was to him.

His breath hitched as his lower region tightened and memories reminded him how she felt when she came around his thick cock.

“Are you… okay?” She reached up to cup his suddenly flushed cheeks.

In an instant, she recognized her actions and pulled back her hand, but Wakatoshi was quicker. He caught her and held her hand, pressing her small palm against his cheek, feeling the stubble on his unshaven chin and cheeks from the past day.

He leaned into her touch and closed his eyes, a soft sigh escaped his lip as he felt recharged instantly.

“Y/n,” Wakatoshi groan in half pain and half frustration, “I’m – I’m no good at this…” He opened his eyes, they burned with dark desire, gazing deeply into hers. “I’m learning and I’m good with anything I put my heart and mind into but this, I’m no good with love. I’ve never loved before so I don’t know how to, or what to do. I don’t know – I don’t know how to make you love me like how I love you.”

“What?” it barely came out as a whisper.

“All my life, I had no trouble accomplishing anything I put my heart and mind to but showing you how I feel about you has been the one damn hardest thing I am struggling with.” He closed the remaining distance between them. He reached to cup her face with his large palm, “I don’t know how to express my love to you with words, I’ve never been good with words.” Wakatoshi’s eyes darkened, “I didn’t realize how pathetic I have been showing you with my body… with our bodies.” He looked away, embarrassed.

It did not dawn on him until he sought guidance from Reon and Satori. They scold him for his lack of knowledge with a woman.

“Do you think taking her to your chambers almost every time is going to show her that you care for her?” Satori gasped after hearing his Captain’s explain their history. “She probably thinks you were just using her for her body for your pleasure.”

Wakatoshi gasped lightly, the thought never crossed his mind. That was never his intention. He began seeing his actions from a different perspective and groaned painfully as he felt like a complete thoughtless being. Now he understood her reactions and words.

He kept digging himself into a deeper hole each time.

“Apologize to her, clarify to her what you truly meant because I’m pretty sure, she is thinking that you were only using her body all this time.” Satori had more experience with women than the others on the team. “She probably thinks you didn’t care about the baby either.”

“That’s not true!” Wakatoshi roared, “I may not have known but it didn’t mean I wasn’t devastated… when I wrapped my head around it… it was already too late.” His shoulders dropped, “Y/n lost our baby and I was losing her…” he paused, “and at this point, I lost her.”

“It took me losing you to recognize my feelings for you,” he swallows, “I have loved you for a long time, just never realized it. You had always been by my side for many years but when that changed, I am nothing without you when you are not beside me.” Wakatoshi pressed his lips to the crown of her head before gazing down at her with soft eyes once again, “please forgive me for my lack of knowledge and past actions. I want to do better, I want to be better for you.”

Y/n’s eyes filled with tears before she surprised him, throwing her arms around him and burying her face against his broad chest.

All the tension he felt expelled out of his body the moment her arms wrapped around his waist. He let out a soft sigh and wrapped his arms around her.

Y/n pulled away to look up at him, “I have been in love with you for many years too but I was too afraid of my feelings because I never felt them before and I didn’t want to risk ruining our friendship we had…” A tear slips from the corner of her eye, “I too want to do better, be better for you too.”

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Y/n blinks away sleep, her eyes adjusting to the scene in front of her. A frown appears on her face before the memories resurface – a few hours ago, she reunited with Wakatoshi. She can’t recall the details of how they ended up in her chamber, but after a long and eventful day, they drifted off to sleep, embracing each other.

His facial features were relaxed and soft making him look younger.

While awake, Wakatoshi consistently wore a single expression. Only a select few, those close to him, had witnessed him smile or laugh. However, Y/n was the sole person who had glimpsed everything he had concealed within.

Y/n, typically unselfish, couldn’t suppress a sense of greed and delight at being the only one who had seen the handful of expressions displayed by Wakatoshi.

A lewd memory of Wakatoshi’s grimace expression came to mind when he came inside her. His mouth hung open, eyes tightly closed, and breath coming in pants.

As if he sensed her impure thoughts about him, Wakatoshi’s eyes opened, staring right into hers.

Y/n quickly turned her head, cheeks flushing in embarrassment.

His strong arms tightened around her, bringing her even closer to him. His nose pressed into her neck as he pressed a kiss against the skin. “Why are you shy now?”

Y/n squirms in his arms, turning her back towards him. “N – nothing…”

A low hum vibrates from his throat before he rolls above her, careful of his weight on her. He reached and gripped her chin gently, forcing her to look at him. With a better view of her face, he smiles warmly. “Morning, my love.” It was all still new to him, but expressing his love for her was all coming naturally to him. “I hope you slept as well as I did.” He leans down and presses his lips against hers in a gentle kiss.

She couldn’t recall the last time she experienced such blissful sleep, enveloped and protected by the embrace of the one she loved.

Y/n’s hands that were trapped between their bodies wiggled their way to cup his face, bringing him in for a deeper and more passionate kiss.

Y/n knew she was in love with him after their first night. She was in love with him prior but always kept her feelings at bay, thinking they were comrades and love would only ruin the bond they shared.

Now that she could kiss him with her whole heart…

“Y/n!”

Their kiss broke abruptly as they both stared at the closed chamber door.

“Y/n! Are you home?”

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“Thank you,” Y/n smiles, closing the gate. She let out a sigh of relief, it was her neighbor coming to check on her after the incident.

“Are you hurt at all?” The elderly lady asked with worry.

Y/n confirmed she was fine, assuring her kind and sweet neighbor she was free of harm.

Y/n quickly hurried inside her home where she found Wakatoshi waiting, leaning against the door frame.

His yukata bunched at his waist leaving his upper body bare.

Y/n’s eyes followed southwards… to the tent at his crotch.

A few minutes ago she had quickly tried to shove him off but the attempt was futile as Wakatoshi refused to budge.

“It’s fine, she’ll get the idea you might not be home if you don’t respond,” he leaned down to kiss her again but she dodged it, his lips pressing against her jaw.

Y/n almost giggled at this new side of him.

Whoever was at her gates was persistent, shouting her name.

Y/n continue to squirm, now smacking his shoulder to get off of her. “It is my neighbor, she’s probably worried!”

Groaning, Wakatoshi rolled off and watched in annoyance as Y/n hurried off to greet the unwelcome guest.

She left him in a state of discomfort.

“Come here,” he ordered softly.

Y/n fought the urge to smile, staying in her current position with hands clasped over her stomach. She shook her head, biting down on her lower lip.

Wakatoshi’s lips curved into a smile as he launched for her.

But Y/n was faster, running in the opposite direction.

“Y/n!”

After five minutes of cat and mouse chasing, Wakatoshi wrapped his long arms around her, enveloping her in a tight bear hug.

“Got you,” he murmured lowly, inhaling her addicting scent. “No more,” he whispers, “no more running from me, please.”

Turning around in his arms, Y/n snaked her hand to the back of his head, bringing it close to hers. “No more, I won’t run from you anymore.”

The contrast of their height and physique was remarkable, yet Wakatoshi didn’t mind it one bit.

She is lifted off the wooden floors, her legs wrapping around his waist, ankles locking.

“Good,” he carries her to her chamber. His eyes remained connected to hers, “you’re the most beautiful woman in my world.”

Y/n tightens her legs around his waist pressing herself against his cock.

He winced, eyes shutting and inhaling sharply. “You…” he opens his eyes, his pupils dilated. “I don’t want to hurt you…”

Her lips near his as she whispers, “you won’t, I know you won’t hurt me.”

He adjusts her weight in his arms, shifting her higher so he can look up to her. “Kiss me.”

Smiling broadly, she leaned down and pressed her lips softly against his.

Wakatoshi maneuvered her in his arms and laid her gently on the futon. His mouth continued to move hungrily over hers. His fingers found the knot that held her yukata together and pulled it loose. His palms slipped inside, pushing away the materials that covered her beautiful body.

“Ahh,” Y/n moaned when his palm groped her bosom. Her nipples immediately harden, perfect for his fingers to tweak. She watched as he took a nipple into his hot mouth. Her fingers threaded through his dark thick hair as she moaned his name.

He glanced up, releasing her nipple.

Y/n softly strokes his face, “Wakatoshi, make love to me.”

His lips formed a gentle smile, turning to kiss her palm. “As you wish, my love.”

Wakatoshi straightens and pushes off the only remaining piece of clothing on him. His cock sprang against his abdomen, long and thick. He reaches for Y/n’s hands and pulls her up against him before wrapping his arm around her back.

He kept his hot gaze on her while pushing her yukata off, discarding it aside. He adjusts her, having her kneel over his lap. His fingers seek in between her thighs, grazing her moistened lips before dipping a finger past her folds.

Wakatoshi presses his lips against her clavicle and nips the skin, “you’re so wet.”

Y/n hums, unknowingly rocking against his finger. She gasped when he added not one, but two fingers inside her drenched pussy.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes,” she breathed, “I’m always ready for you.”

Wakatoshi chuckled, heart fluttering around her words. His fingers are quickly replaced with this cock as he brings her hips slowly down onto his cock.

Y/n wraps her arms around his neck, hugging him close. Her breath shook as she feels her body split trying to accommodate his cock. “You’re – you’re so big…”

He rubs her lower back, cooing soothing words. “Relax, my love, you just forgot but you’ve taken me before… many times before… remember?”

Her hips bounced lightly and little by little, she was able to take more of him until he was fully embedded inside her. Looking between their bodies, she gasped lightly as her belly bulged slightly.

Wakatoshi kissed her cheek, whispering, “I’ll make sure you won’t ever forget…” His hands slipped beneath her bottom and began bouncing her on his cock.

Slapping skin on skin echoed throughout the room with her moans and his grunts.

Wakatoshi groaned against her neck before he pushed her down on her back and shifted above her to continue pounding deeply. His massive sacks thump repeatedly against her bottom, sparking her near orgasm.

“Toshi…” Y/n moaned, tenderly staring into his eyes, “cum inside me… cum inside me, my love…”

Lost with words, Wakatoshi fasten his hips, hammering his thick cock until he was quivering in a release as he stuffed her pussy full of his cum.

“My love…” he whispered repeatedly. He towers over Y/n and presses his lips to her forehead, nose, and lips. “I love you… you are my world.” The heavenly smile she gave him was all he needed for the rest of his life.

“I love you too.”

He swallowed the lump in his throat, “I put my seed inside you…”

Y/n giggles, “I know…”

The corner of his lips itch to smile, “will you have my child again?” He sees the pain in her eyes and he chews on his lower lip before speaking again, “we will always remember the child we lost. This time, I will be there for you, every step of the way.”

.

Their shop resumed four days later. Wakatoshi and Y/n appeared at the shop hand in hand.

“Oh my,” Maru’s mother whispered, hands pressed together. Her shocked look immediately softened as she smiled, “we will still be a family, right?”

“If it will be all right with you all,” Y/n answers softly, looking at Maru’s mother and father and then lastly at Maru. His eyes were still staring at Y/n and Wakatoshi’s tightly intertwined fingers.

Maru sighed softly before smiling, yet his eyes revealed a sense of disappointment. “I knew you had someone else in your heart.” He looks up at Wakatoshi and with a firm tone, “promise me you will take good care of her.”

“I promise,” Wakatoshi replied, casting a warm look at Y/n.

. .

[Six months later]

Y/n wipes the sweat and dirt off her husband’s forehead as he finishes polishing the last sword of the day.

With the guidance and teaching of Y/n, he has learned the art and skill of sword sharpening. He has taken over her role for the time being.

After discovering she was with child, Y/n could not win against Wakatoshi, and Chigaya family members. She was forbidden to even sharpen a sword, let alone lift one.

“Well done,” Y/n murmurs sweetly, handing him the casing.

She was proud of her husband, who quickly became renowned as a sword sharpener.

With his focus off of work for the day, he turned his attention to his wife, pulling her into the space between his legs. He presses a kiss to her pregnant belly, “did you take your afternoon nap yet?”

“Yes, we did. I feel refreshed now.”

“My baby isn’t giving you a hard time, are they?” Wakatoshi has been nervous about this pregnancy, taking extra precautions. He even had Kenjiro moved next door for the time being to be closer in case of emergency.

Maru’s mother had reassured Wakatoshi that the minor issues Y/n was facing during pregnancy were entirely normal. However, when she mentioned that Y/n appeared quite significant, Wakatoshi couldn’t help but feel uneasy.

“It’s likely because you, my Lord, are substantial,” she reassured, with a laugh, “I believe your baby is inheriting their size from their father.”

That didn’t ease Wakatoshi’s concerns. He worried that if his wife was indeed carrying a large baby, it might pose challenges during childbirth, considering her petite stature.

“It is alright, my love,” Y/n consoles, “my body will adapt, and everything will be fine.”

Wakatoshi exhaled softly, “I love you too much, I don’t want you hurting.”

“It is worth it,” she smiles, rubbing her belly.

. . .

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the collection - one summer day

pairing: ushijima x reader summary: where you did not expect to fall for shiratorizawa's future ace warnings: slice of life, strangers to friends, friends to lovers, fluff, angst, childhood trauma, swearing, set in 2010 (2 years before the pre-timeskip events), maybe some smut, best friend!semi, (did i mention angst??) a/n: rewatching haikyuu which has inspired me to write again after 5 years of break... this is going to be a long ride so buckle in folks! thank you for your support! tags: send me an ask to be tagged!

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[toshigimmemilk]

based on this one reddit post I found, if I come across it again ill link it

wakatoshi’s been hiding a secret from you. a pretty big one actually but he’s doing it all for you especially with you having to get right back to work after a couple of months of giving birth, and he'd seen how much distress it had caused you to be away from your little baby girl after your maternal leave was done, how much time you spent with your baby as soon as you came home, sometimes even pushing toshi out of the way to get to your baby he's mad cuz he didn't get his kiss (he's the actual babie) but he's been keeping secrets.

wakatoshi has never been good with secrets, he'd always told you whatever was going on in his mind, no matter how crazy it might seem, he didn't like keeping secrets from you,

but

he saw how tired you looked when you came home today, complaining as soon as you entered about a deal that you had to close before the other side pulled out and with a quick kiss to his lips, you made way to where your baby is, cooing slightly and the tired feeling of the day already washing out of you as soon as you set your eyes on them pulling themselves up right beside the couch and then all of a sudden,

your baby walked. sure she struggled a bit, stumbling and bouncing but yet, she walked for the first time. gasping with wide eyes you reach your hands out, encouraging them to walk a bit more towards you, you called out to wakatoshi with a quick toshi come look at her!!, and there he was standing beside where you're sitting, encouraging your bundle of joy to walk towards you both, which she did bit by bit and you suddenly felt your heart flutter and tears gather at your lash line and with a few steps there she was in all her glory, bouncing up and down and giggling with her tiny two-toothy grin at you both, with tears you picked her up and turned to look at wakatoshi, " toshi can you believe it? she walked and- and I was here to see it, oh my god she walked for the first time and I was here-" you choked on your own words hugging your little baby girl.

that night it was all you were able to talk about, and wakatoshi's heart jumped at how happy u looked and looking at your pretty face adorning the biggest smile it can carry, he determined that right then and there that he didn't have the heart to tell you that your daughter took her first steps with him earlier that day but seeing how distraught u were with how much little time you got with your baby, wakatoshi determined that this secret was something that he would carry with him until the day he died.

[iwahajii]

let the rain take it

Ushijima couldn't make you stay.

//

Staring blankly at the front door, Ushijima wondered whether he'd be able make the right choice if given another chance.

He thought about what he'd do if time would turn back even for just a second because you slammed the front door just a second ago and now his world seems to be crumbling down while he stands frozen in place.

Was he wrong?

Was it a mistake to let you go when you could be with a man who would understand you, care for you, and cherish you better?

Was it wrong for him to want what's best for you even if it costs breaking your hearts?

Ushijima knows his limits the same way he knows his strengths; vivid, clear and familiar like the back of his hand.

Relationships, unlike volleyball, didn't simply require physical strength, stamina and logic. It demanded more from him, things he wasn't sure he could give and things he wasn't sure he even has in the first place.

After the short-lived relationships he had, all of them ending with "I'm sick of trying to love someone who can't love me back", he tried to steer clear of any romantic relationships because maybe they're right. He can't love other people and he doesn't know how to love other people.

But then he met you and by some miracle, stayed with him for almost three years.

Until tonight.

It was only at that point that he blinked, waking up from the slumber your departure induced.

He felt it then.

The splitting, aching, twisting pain in his chest that bloomed and spread until he was visibly shaking. He tried to breathe, tried to calm whatever rampage is going inside his chest when he realized there was wetness in his cheeks.

I don't need you.

The words felt like bullets shot straight to his heart, leaving him breathless as more tears flowed down his cheeks.

It was him who wanted to believe he didn't need you. It was him who wanted to convince himself that he didn't need someone to ask how his day went, that he didn't need someone to worry about him, that he didn't need someone who would accept him for who he is.

He took your affection in exchange for cold treatment and neglect, pushing and taunting until you break your own promise to love him no matter what.

I don't need you.

They were the last words he said to you before you left.

It was the biggest fucking lie Ushijima ever said.

Before he realized what he was doing, Ushijima found himself outside of his apartment, one foot shoeless as he scrambled after you.

He could hear how loud his heart was beating, how cold and stiff his limbs were from the nerves.

The red arrows pointing down in the elevator seemed to laugh at him as the number 2 repeatedly flashes. He runs for the stairs, skipping steps as much as he could. Everything was a blur until he throws himself out onto the street. He looked around, his eyes quickly scanning the vicinity but the rain was making it harder to see under the streetlights.

He shoves his hands in his hair, panic and despair settling down in his gut. There were already people looking at him, whispering by themselves but he didn't care.

He heads for the station, knowing you'd have to take the train to get to your apartment, and it was just in time that he sees you turn the corner.

Ushijima ran like his life depended on it, because as much as he denies and hides, it was the truth he was scared to face.

When he shouts your name, it was hoarse and raw as though it took all his strength to speak.

You barely just turned around before he was pulling you towards him, his shaking arms wounding around your frame.

"I'm so sorry," he tells you as he pressed his lips on the top of your head.

He could feel your body shake as you let out a sob he'll remember for the rest of his life. Taking your face in his hands, he lost count of how many apologies he whispered and sealed with his lips on your skin.

"I'm so tired, Toshi."

His heart shatters and air whooshes out of his lungs like he just received a spike in his abdomen.

"Please," he cries, trying his hardest not to fall apart.

He could feel you shake your head, could feel the tiny push you gave to pull away from him. "I don't want to fight anymore. I can't- Please, Toshi..."

"We won't. I promise," Ushijima cuts in, his voice surprisingly firm. "I'll try. We will work this out. We can work this out, right?"

"Please," he begs again and this time, he falls to his knees, strength leaving his body for the first time in his life. He felt so weak, utterly pitiful because he couldn't protect the only thing he should've protected in the first place.

He wanted to tell you so many things, words scrambling in his head but they wouldn't come out.

I was just so scared. I was scared by how much I needed you, how much I cared about you, how much I wanted you. I never cared for anyone else as much as I cared about you and it scares the hell out of me because I never felt this way with anyone else. Only you. Only with you.

Ushijima could feel the hand he was holding tremble and he gives it a light squeeze, urging you to look at him.

I am enamored by you. I yearn for you. With you, it felt like everything fell into place and I was just so scared so I pushed you away and hurt you.

He watched as your tears mix with raindrops, drawing short, shaky breaths to try and steady yourself. The grip you had on his hand is tight, enough to make him feel something, anything other than the void that grows inside him every second now.

"I think it's right that we let this love go, Wakatoshi. Losing myself once because of my love for you is enough and I am grateful you showed me that."

With your lips pressed softly against his, you whispered, "I will always love you, Wakatoshi," before you took a step back and turned.

He watched as you walked away and the only thing he could do then is let the rain take his tears and words away.

Please, don't leave me.

[couldntbemestaysafeyall]

Watch out

✧ ｡ pairing: Ushijima x fem!reader

✧ ｡ genre: hurt to comfort

✧ ｡ warnings: cursing, rejection, light injury, jealousy, Not proofread, 3100+ words

✧ ｡ In which Goshiki's clumsiness helps you get with your crush

You first met Ushijima in middle school. He was so put together, clean, stoic. Never a hair out of place. He was perfect. Well at least in the eyes of a pre-teen girl who had cystic acne and barbed wire in her teeth he was. All those things couldn’t compare to his determination. He never gave up not on volleyball, not on group projects, and never on his friends. After admiring him throughout middle school you finally held a conversation with him in your first year of high school when you two were placed in the same group. Of course, by high school you had grown and matured. You recognized that you could no longer admire others more than you’d admire yourself. This didn’t stop you from sneaking glances and scribbling down fun details about the boy when no one was looking. You also won’t deny the fact that the main reason you joined journalism was so you could take public pictures of the boy without being viewed as a stalker. In your first year of high school, you finally realized that you idolized the boy more than you thought.

In your second year of high school, you began to recognize Ushijima as a human being. Yes, it sounded horrible but honestly before that year you viewed him as a character written in a book. That all changed when Ushijima asked you for notes from the previous class he missed because of volleyball. After that day you both became mutual notes and homework buddies. Whenever the other was absent you’d give them your notes. You don’t know why but it made you realize the boy couldn’t do it all. In the middle of second year, you realized that you had now formed an ACTUAL crush on the boy. Not the boy you idolized in previous years but the boy you got to know this year. Ushijima Wakatoshi. Not the perfect boy you happened to meet in middle school. The actual Ushijima Wakatoshi. The one who had a soft spot for cats. The one that would offer to walk you home if you both stayed after school too late. The one who’d get embarrassed when reading in front of the class and slipping up. The one who was allergic to peanuts. But of course, you recognizing this would do nothing, though the boy was a gentleman it was obvious only one thing clouded his mind and that was volleyball.

“Tendou if you don’t hurry up, I’ll stick my foot so far up your ass you’d wish you were dead” you grumble at the boy taking his sweet time at the vending machine. “Hey hey calm down sweets its not like he’s going anywhere” the red head winks as you slap him on his shoulder lightly. He was right Ushijima wasn’t going anywhere you knew he’d be in the gym until it was closed for access which wasn’t until hours from now. “Ouch. Ok Ms. lovebird” He picks up his drink and you roll your eyes. As you get inside the gym you hear a loud scream coming from inside “WATCH OUT” you wish you heard it sooner or you wouldn’t be in the situation you’re in now. Which is sitting on the bench with an icepack on your head and Goshiki apologizing profusely. “Its alright kid I’m fine” that’s probably the biggest lie you’ve ever told. Your head is currently killing you. And your crush is continuing his training as if you aren’t sitting in pain on the bench. “Tendou take her to the nurse’s office” Ushijima says as he waits for another ball to practice spiking. “Sir yes sir” Tendou jokingly responds as he rushes you out the gym.

“Who would have thought you would be my ticket out of practice thanks Y/N” you shove the boy in an agitated manner “Shut up before I follow through with my threat from earlier” you mumble as you get in the nurse’s office “I mean can you believe that, he barely even looked at me” you sigh as you plop down on an unoccupied bed “Boy problems again” the nurse chuckles looking at Tendou and getting an ice pack from the freezer. “When is it not” Tendou laughs sitting on the edge of your bed. “I just don’t get it he said when we were walking to school, I was one of the people he was closest to, but he doesn’t even care I got hurt?” you whine as the nurse gives you the ice pack “Honey don’t think it’s time for you to branch out its your last year of high school and you’ve been stuck on the same guy” the nurse says as she hands the boy who came with you a ice pop. “Thanks Ms. Suzuki” he smiles widely as he opens the cold treat “I know it’s just…I feel there’s something there one second but then the next I feel like I’m a nobody to him" you sulk deeper into the bed “I think you should confess it wouldn’t hurt to try” the boy who’s been trying to get you to confess for months say “The thing is it would hurt…like a lot” you say as you try to kick the boy off the corner of your bed causing the nurse to chuckle “Ahh I wish I still had the chance to my high school crush” she sighs continuing the paper work she was doing before the two teens appeared. “You know what I’m gonna do it” you quickly sit up discarding the ice pack “Sure” the annoying boy speaks his doubts. “Shut up” you say as you quickly pack your bags and run out the nurse office “Thanks for the motivation, Ms. Suzuki” you give her a wink and leave “HEY WAIT FOR ME” the boy rushes out also thanking the nurse for her time. “Ah to be young again” she laughs as she continues her work.

Today was the day. The bump planted on your head had officially gone down and your skin was as clear as day. Your uniform was crisp, and your hair was just the way you liked it. As soon as the bell rang you jumped out your seat and ran to the gym there you found a place where you knew no flying balls would hit you. Today was going to be THE day you confessed to Ushijima Wakatoshi. As the gym flooded with the volleyball players you could see the red head boy winking and giving you a thumbs up. You also see Goshiki coming up to you with an apology basket and note. “I’m so so sorry again for what happened” he bows, and you pat his head “Shiki you don’t have to keep giving me gifts the swelling has already gone down” you giggle at the apologetic boy ushering him off to practice. It’s been at least a week since the incident and he’s still bringing you apology gifts “Hey Ushijima” you yell at the ace “Can you walk me home today” you ask as he places his bags down “Sure” he nods with his perfectly chiseled stoic face…. Anyways this was you chance it was your time you’re calling your “WATCH OUT” oh god you are now putting an ice pack over your eye “Oh my god” Goshiki says almost about to faint “Y/N is your face a magnet to balls” Tendou laughs uncontrollably. “Your face is about to be a magnet for my fist if you don’t shut up” you groan. At this point the Goshiki is now on the ground pleading for forgiveness. “Y/N” you turn to see your crush says looking you in the eye “We can leave early today” those words make your heart skip a beat. “Sure” you nod as you get up waving goodbye to the team.

“Are you ok” Ushijima looks at you in curiosity. “Yeah, nothing I haven’t been through. literally.” You chuckle and he smiles “Maybe Goshiki doesn’t like you” he concludes as he walks you home “Maybe” you laugh not knowing when the right moment is. You guys are almost there, and you still can’t think of the words to say. “Do you like me?” you ask mentally kicking yourself and stopping in your tracks “Well none of the balls thrown at you have been by me so I guess” he looks back at you and you can just tell he’s not getting the memo “No no Wakatoshi I mean like like” you say looking at him with hope “I’m not understanding” he looks at you confused “Do you like me in a girlfriend and boyfriend way” you say louder and after that is nothing but silence so you continue “Because Wakatoshi I like you in a girlfriend and boyfriend way, I’ve liked you in that way for a long time and I was hoping you’d like me that way too. Since middle school I admire your determination and skills but not too long ago I began to like you as a human being.” You finish your speech with a puff and the moment you look into his eyes you know his answer “I appreciate you a lot Y/N” he starts off “And your one of the closest people to me” he pauses “But I cant accept” he sighs looking at you and your heart breaks again “I care about you a lot and I know that the mentality I’m in currently wouldn’t be able to care for you the way a boyfriend should” he bows at you “My only and main focus right now is volleyball and you deserve someone who’s main focus is you” he looks back up and sees the tears coming up in your eyes and it hurts him to he goes in to give you a hug but you decline “I can walk the rest alone” you say sniffling leaving the ace alone only looking at your fading figure.

It’s been exactly 5 days since the whole ordeal, and you haven’t attended any practices “Y/NNNN please come back” Tendou nags you as you get some books out your locker “Tendou please just leave me alone right now” you say sighing you honestly do want to go to their game tomorrow but the awkwardness from being around Ushijima would crush you and the rest of your dignity. “You’re seriously not coming to the game Y/N” he whines more, and you just walk away. Sadly, you bump into the one person you don’t want to see Ushijima Wakatoshi “Hello Y/N are you ok” you nod and walk past him wishing the day would just end “Soooo toshi” the red head boy says to the older boy who is still watching you leave “You know how coach banned us from overexerting ourselves before a game. The older boy nods still looking in your direction after you left “We should invite the team to a relaxation movie night” Tendou says causing the ace to finally look back at him “Ok” is all Ushijima says before walking away with newly slumped shoulders.

Ushijima never really watched movies. It was never his thing. Of course, that was until he became friends with you and Tendou. You guys had begun a new ritual after every game, winning or losing, you’d watch a movie that was voted upon. Ushijima never really enjoyed them, but he did enjoy you arguing with Tendou to shut up and you screaming in fear. He thinks his favorite part of the movie is after its over and you’d debate topics and point out details you thought no one else noticed. A secret he’d tell no one is that he’d never remember a single detail about the movies you guys watched but he’d remember every detail you said about the movie afterword. He loved to hear you speak it became one of his favorite things over the time of your friendship. Which is why he was so bitter when you didn’t speak a word to him the past few days and the way you just nodded at him and left without even saying anything. He hated it and he also hated watching movies without you. He saw no point if you weren’t going to tell him your theories and recaps after it was finished. But he wanted to get his mind off everything, and he thought watching a movie with his team would help… he was wrong

Tendou’s sappy self of course had to choose a romance movie. Even after the whole team protested, he still sat nice in comfy in his blanket and played it. This was meant to distract Ushijima from you but honestly the first thing he thought when it was turned on is how much you loved romance movies. How you’d gush about how the male lead treated the female lead and how they were always so cute. How you’d say how much you’d want a love like that. As the movie progressed those thoughts in his head grew and grew until he began imagining you and him in these cliché situations. When the movie ended Ushijima was left bamboozled, he didn’t know what was going on, but he knew he wanted to experience every sappy scenario in the movie with you. From the cuddling to the gift giving and even sometimes kissing even wandered his mind. He thought this movie night would help with his confusion, but it just caused more. Honestly, he couldn’t grasp what he was going to do all he knew is he did like like you…

Shiratorizawa Academy won yesterday’s game as expected but there was still a saddening cloud hanging over the team’s head. “She didn’t come because of me” Goshiki says saddened “I threw a ball at her face twice she’s never gonna forgive me” the future ace whines “Goshiki I’m sure she’s not that mad at you she was probably busy” Semi consoles him “Or she didn’t want another ball sent flying at her face” Tendou cackles and the younger boy whines more “She’s so sweet and kind and pretty but I keep taking advantage of that” Goshiki nearly sobs and the whole gym goes quite “Oh” Tendou’s devilish smirk appears “Does our little first year have a crush on Y/N” Tendou jokingly gasp looking at Ushijima who is stunned “No- its just- I admire her a lot and thinks she’s really pretty” the first year quickly says “if you like her so much you should tell her” Tendou teases “No” Ushijima says causing everyone to look at him “Hmm why is that Miracle Boy” Tendou smiles evilly. “She has a boyfriend” Ushijima quickly and nonchalantly says as Goshiki looks at the ace in shock “Really who” Semi chimes in “me” and the entire gym is left in shock.

This was gonna be your first day going to a training after… the incident. The only reason you were going is because you needed more pictures of the volleyball trainings. Mostly because before you slack off and just admire Ushijima’s unfortunately perfect face. So, this is kinda karma. The moment you walk in the entire gym goes silent. “Hey, I came to take some pictures for the yearbook” you smile shyly as if you haven’t been in this gym ever in your life. Goshiki is the first to greet you and apologizes profusely again. “Sweets you don’t have to apologize I know you didn’t do it on purpose, and I admire your ability to apologize so sincerely” you smile and pat the boy on the head causing him to look at your rumored boyfriend. Semi is the one to bring up the question “Are you and Ushijima actually dating” he says with a confused look. You feel as if your heart just dropped to your ass, and you looked shockingly at Ushijima who comes closer to you wrapping his arm around your shoulder and nods. Your left short-circuiting while he goes back to practice while you take your pictures. “Y/N” you recognize the voice immediately “I’m gonna walk you home today” he says smiling at you “WATCH OUT”

But this time it isn’t you getting a ball to the face it was Ushijima “Captain I’m so sorry” Goshiki apology to the captain sounding way less sincere than his apology to you “It’s fine I’m leaving early anyway” he says holding the ice pack to his eye and grabbing his things “come one Y/N” you get up saying goodbye to the team. “You didn’t have to tell them we were dating to save me from the embarrassment” you say looking down. You assume Tendou slipped and told everyone about your confession and to make you feel less like a loser he pretended to accept it. “What do you mean” he says as he continues to put the ice pack on his eye. “I’m guessing Tendou told everyone about my confession?” you ask “No” he says stoic “Then why did you-“ your cut off by Ushijima pulling you towards him “I like like you” he says looking into your eyes “I already knew I liked you but between you ignoring me, me imagining you and I together, and Goshiki having a crush on you I realize that I want to at least try and be the boyfriend you deserve.” All his words coming at you like a wrecking ball. “You imagined us- GOSHIKI HAS A CRUSH ON ME” you yell in shock quieting down when you take in the entire situation “I don’t like that that’s the main detail you picked up on during my confession” and he pouts Ushijima Wakatoshi POUTS at you. Something you never thought you’d see, and it causes you to laugh insanely loud “What’s funny” he says in a sterner voice “Your just so cute” you say as you finally look him in his eye “Really” he questions “Really” you answer pecking him on the cheek “So are you my girlfriend” he questions with a slight pink tint to his face. “PFF, you made me wait almost a week and you think a slimy confession is gonna work” you tease which confuses the boy further as you make it to your doorstep you tell him to wait one minute. You come back outside with a freshly new ice pack “Maybe if you watch out next time, I’ll think about it” taking the old one and giving him the new one you pull him in one more time and put your lips on his. “Night hun” you say hurriedly getting inside ready to facetime Tendou and tell him all about it. Also planning to see the nurse and tell her. Ushijima on the other hand is still in shock. But he’s ready. And next time he’ll certainly watch out.

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possibilities

ft. kageyama tobio, ushijima wakatoshi

you never believed that you were a partner who needed much affection. until three years into your relationship with him. he was always busy, and apparently your want for attention from your boyfriend went undetected

content warnings // angst. smoking. cold treatment/cold shoulder. cursing. break up. slapping. cursing. workaholic boyfriend and untended feelings.

author’s note // what a surprise! another angst! ok but i felt somewhat bad about not posting for so long so i rushed this a bit :(( i’ll start editing and revising soon later. also happy new year!! (super late)

ミ　KAGEYAMA

you blow out smoke from your cigarette, sitting on the sidewalk as you recall what happened earlier this morning. it was bound to happen sooner or later, you convince yourself.

the breakup was bound to happen.

it wasn’t anything new. you’ve had such feelings for a while now, and the only thing hindering you from executing out this plan forming in your head was the constant absence of your boyfriend. after all, how were you going to break up with someone who wasn’t even there?

though such an idea did not pop into your head out of nowhere. there were many things acting as the reason behind your failed relationship.

you didn’t want to be the one to blame and point fingers, but in all honesty, you saw kageyama’s faults more than your own.

how he always expects you to go to his matches and support him, but has little time to provide the same support for you. this showed the lack of care and the unbalance in what the two of you believe in.

you recall how when the two of you first started to date, he would be there for every competition of yours. after all, he admired your brains quite a lot. it was the whole reason he noticed you out of everyone in school.

the straight c student. the student that everyone came to for academic help. it intrigued kageyama, and because of his curiosity, he had approached you at the library some day before the final exams. he wanted to know why it was that with your less than impressive grades, you still managed to have everyone come to you when they were stuck on a problem.

after he found out how smart you were, much like the rest of the other people who have, he kept coming back to you for aid. however, what was different was the fact that he only used coming to you for help as an excuse to keep seeing you.

it was an understatement to say the poor boy was entranced. how you hit him playfully with a roll of paper when he got questions wrong, how you sighed when he asked a particularly stupid question, how you ran your hands through your hair when you were frustrated, and how you puffed out your cheeks when he teased you. he found it all too cute and endearing. even when you were mad at him, or even when you were too busy to pay much attention to him, he enjoyed every moment with you.

so why wouldn’t he act like that now?

why is it that you can hear his love more than you can see it and feel it?

it was odd, you believe, that the young teenager who was almost obsessed with you had turned into this distant, absent adult who only reassured you with words, and never action. how can someone change that much?

he used to be someone always following you, bothering you for stupid questions that you know he is smart enough to solve. but you always went along with his games and helped him out anyways. but then, he changed.

there was so much possibility for your relationship with him. you were so happy together.

but after volleyball controlled his life, you started being the one who had nagged at him for forgetting his homework and tests, and he would only say that he was too busy. yet it wasn’t that bad then either. on weeks he wasn’t too busy, he would continue to have library dates with you, and at that point, almost everyone believed that you were dating. yet the truth was, kageyama was going to ask you out, but became too busy and forgot.

now that you think about it, you believe that there was never the romantic “will you be my s/o?” question. it was natural for your relationship with kageyama to progress the way it had.

you think that the both of you just naturally started dating, and naturally started visiting each other’s home, until naturally, you both lived together.

there was almost never the need for questions and formalities with you two. you both knew what the other wanted and went along with the natural flow of things. in fact, you believe that if there were formalities in your relationship, it might’ve been a completely different experience overall.

how funny, after three years of believe that formalities weren’t needed, the only formality in your relationship was the break up.

ミ　USHIJIMA

the slap sounded throughout the gym, and your boyfriend, or ex-boyfriend now, as well as his teammates, were terribly shocked at your action.

“y/n-san! i think you should calm down a bit. i understand how ushijima may be frustrating, but talking this out would be the best option. what if-”

you hear one of his teammates try to reason with you, but you can’t bother to hear what he has to say right now.

“how could you do this to me, toshi?”

it was clear that ushijima could not speak, either from the realization of what he’s done, or because he’s still in shock about what happened just now.

“this is the eleventh time this month,” you voice starts to crack, “eleven times. how long even is a month for you to leave me and drop all our plans eleven times?”

ushijima, being the person he is, of course has barely any facial expression present even as he is presented with such a sensitive situation.

“i’m sorry, y/n, it’s just that we have an important match coming up, and i can’t be the only one not attending practice.”

you glare behind you at his fellow teammates, “well? do any of you have a fucking problem with ushijima missing out on just one practice?”

you’re met with silence as you expected. ushijima starts to show emotions for once, and you can’t help but laugh at this predicament.

so he doesn’t care that much when he’s met with a confrontation from his significant other, but cares that his teammates were lashed out at?

“where did we go wrong, toshi?” you speak softly. the sudden change in tone makes your taller boyfriend widen his eyes a bit in surprise. you voice cracks a bit, “can we talk a bit outside?”

seeing how your barely holding yourself together, ushijima believes that going outside to have an uninterrupted conversation is probably the best choice. plus, this conversation was long overdue as well.

no matter how much he doesn’t show it, you understand he truly loves you. yet this was way too much. he loved you, but you weren’t his first priority.

and you can’t take it.

you weren’t a clingy person. both you and ushijima knew this. but no one would be okay with an absent partner.

you could barely call it dating anymore. and that’s why you finally opened your mouth to say those three words.

“let’s break up.”

ushijima’s eyes widen, and he seems confused, though he still doesn’t say anything.

“i really can’t take this anymore, toshi. you’re always at practice, and you have no idea how worried i am whenever you don’t come home or when you continue to play when you’re not well. i can’t stand that you are the reason i’m always up at night, wondering if you’ve collapsed from all the workload yet. i can’t stand that you stand me up for our dates when something happens at the team. and i can’t stand that you do all this but still love me.”

“y/n, i understand that you feel that way because i’m often absent, but i truly love you and i know that i can change. i’ll try to adapt to your needs better, so please-”

“no. that’s enough,” your voice cracks, and with it, the tears come pouring down, “please. let’s just end it here.”

he reaches out a hand to you while you back up and start to leave. he knows he should chase after you, but knows that you might need time alone.

what he doesn’t know is that he won’t get another chance.

you recall how you were the one who courted ushijima. he was so cold and unbothered, and after so many months of going to his games, bringing him good and water, he finally started to notice you.

it started off with simple conversations after his game and became something more. it was the first time ushijima felt something bubbly inside of him, and when he talked to tendou about it, the answer he received was something unexpected.

it took him a long time to recognize his feelings for you. and ushijima knows that even after five years of knowing you, he still has that giddy feeling when you are next to him. but he was never one to express his emotions.

and he isn’t one to do so today either.

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Ushijima Wakatoshi is not a crier. He doesn’t think tears are a proper way to express his emotions, and ‘waste of water’. That being said, he has cried. Five times by the time he’s forty-three. 

The first time was when he saw you walking down the aisle. He hadn’t planned it, in fact, he made a bet with Tendou that he wouldn’t shed a single tear throughout the whole reception. But the moment he saw you, his lips started to quiver and he clenched his hands tightly. You had never looked more beautiful, your skin was radiant, glowing in the light of the sun, you walked elegantly and your smile, he sees that smile every night in his dreams. Wakatoshi cried on his wedding day, because after seeing you, what else was he supposed to do?

He cried when he found out you were pregnant. 

He was on the couch rewatching his volleyball match from the week previous. You always admired how focused he could become and you would never dare to interrupt him under normal circumstances, but you had waited long enough. You walked into the kitchen and hopped up on the counter. “Toshi,” You called.

“Yes?” He answered but didn’t bother to tear his eyes away from the screen. 

“I’m pregnant.” You waited a few seconds for his response and heard the TV click off then footsteps approach you. He stood in between your legs and then looked down at your stomach. 

“Say it again.”

“I’m pregnant Toshi.” He looked back up to meet your eyes and you could see a small smile graze his face. “Are you happy?” You asked just as you saw silent tears and he nodded, “I’m happy.”

He cried when he met his eldest daughter, Airi for the first time. She had his eyes, and his hair, but she had your smile and that meant he had a family. 

He cried when he met Keina, too. As his youngest was just too small for reason. She easily fit in one arm and didn’t want to hold her for two hours because he was worried he’d break her.

And the last time he cried was tonight. The night of the qualifying round for which team goes to nationals. Where his daughters who he had always wanted to be a team, were faced off on opposite sides of the net. He doesn’t even care about who won, no, he’s’ torn up over how his daughters haven’t spoken since the game ended. And how it might be his fault. 

You join him on the bed as he sits silently and you grab his left hand and begin fiddling with his ring finger as you ask, “what’s wrong?”

He looks up at you and you see his bloodshot eyes and your heart breaks.

“Baby, what’s wrong?”

“Keina doesn’t think I love her if she’s not on the court. And Airi doesn’t think I love her if she’s not forcing her personality to be like me,” he whispers. “Remember when I asked if we were bad parents?”

“...Yeah.”

“I don’t think it’s that. I don’t think I’m a good father.”

“Toshi-”

“Y//N,” he interrupts. “Am I a bad father?”

Wakatoshi cries as he asks, and cries even harder when you hold him instead of answering. Wakatoshi doesn’t cry, but that night he couldn’t stop.

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It's been a week and you still haven't messaged Ushijima. What would you say anyway; 'sorry for ditching you. That was your son btw<3'. Deciding not to worry about that you moved on with your day.

Today you were getting ready to go meet Sakusa at a small restaurant that just opened in Tokyo. It had Miya in the name. Not a good sign. But he swore it was good, and it was the man's first branch of the restaurant. What you didn't realize though was that Sakusa lived in Osaka and took a 3 hour bullet train to meet you just for lunch. He definitely thinks this is a date…You weren't looking for a relationship right now. You were content with your life. Just you and Isa… and maybe a cat in the near future. You left the apartment and began walking the busy streets to Onigiri Miya.

Walking into the restaurant you immediately scolded him for not telling you till after he was already on the train about how far he lived. He laughed and said, "did you think Tokyo had two volleyball teams," his smirk seemed a bit condescending, but when you looked away embarrassed he returned to his resting face. "Okay but seriously I'm here to see my cousin. He's here for a bit so I thought I'd visit him," His usual cold demeanor had a lighter tone to it when talking about his cousin. Cute.

Once the two of you sat down you finally took in the restaurant. It was very cozy and it seems that Sakusa took the only Kotatsu (heated table) in the restaurant. There were cute red and black cushions the two of you sat on and it seemed like there were no real chair spots in the restaurant. It was cozy like the countryside you were used to. It reminds you of home. Reminds you of sitting in Waka's lap after practice to get some hayashi rice- stop thinking about him. You gently hit your head again and Sakusa scrunched his eyebrows looking at you. 

"Sorry, habit," you said. Smiling lightly at the man. He was much more handsome when there weren't tears in your eyes. He was pale, and his hair looked quite soft. Much different from Ushijima. Ushijima was always tanned from being outside, either playing volleyball or gardening. He always looked so handsome in the summer when his tan would finally set. He'd really be glowing, but his hair was always cut short so it wasn't that soft. He also washed it everyday because of sweat, ew.

"Do you like Onigiri?" Sakusa asked.

"huh," you said. What's with you daydreaming more about Ushijima, he doesn't mean anything to you anymore. 

"I asked if you liked Onigiri," Sakusa said. He leaned a bit closer to you and he had the cutest pout on his face. Yeah you could get used to this.

Leaning in a bit more you finally responded, "of course I do. It's Isamu's favorite food. I'll have to take him here someday," you said looking around the mostly wooden interior. 

"has he lived in Tokyo his whole life?" Sakusa's eyebrow lifted up at that question pushing his two perfect moles together. 

"Yeah, never gone back to Miyagi, but we like it here," You said, but Sakusa could tell it was like you were trying to convince yourself of the fact. There was something about the way you said it that screamed 'I wish I never had to leave home'. 

He looked your face up and down seeing that you got lost in your thoughts again. He turned over to see Osamu making his way over to their table. Perfect timing. You looked up to see an Atsumu look alike. Oh right, their twins. Osamu looks much different. He probably changed the most out of anyone. His arms looked softer in his fitted black shirt, but it was obvious he still was strong. He had a bit of a belly now, but you're glad to see he was eating well. "Is there anything I can get started for ya?" The now black haired Miya asked you. 

"I'll take the chef's special," you said.

"good choice because i'm the chef!" You couldn't deny that the Miya twins still had their cute charms. He seems to be genuinely enjoying his job. You remember he always looked depressed during games, and now there was a huge smile gracing his face. "What about ya omi?" 

"My usual please," Sakusa said, like he couldn't believe Osamu was even asking him. He must have visited the one in Osaka a lot for him to already know his order. With that Osamu left and returned to the kitchen. You took the time to admire how straightforward Sakusa was, yet he still had manners. Like a better Wakatoshi. You really need to stop comparing everyone to him. Sighing you snuggling into the Kotatsu, and turn towards Sakusa. "What are you thinking about," Sakusa asked. 

"nothing-"

" Ushijima? I saw your son talking to him at the game. Don't worry, I think he's to stupid to realize that's his son," Sakusa said, as if he was reading your mind. Nevermind, you don't like the straightforwardness. He had no reason to be in your business right now. 

"hey don't talk about him like that," you responded genuinely angry, "but yeah I am. How do you know Isamu is his kid anyway," You asked, as much as you don't want Sakusa in your business you were curious. 

"well, i'm not dumb like everyone else," he started but immediately switched up after seeing you agitated face, "after you left Ushijima asked everyone if they knew where you were, i stalked you for a bit, and one of your friend's posted Isa for his 1st birthday and i thought wow that kid's a mini Ushijima, and then I did the math and realized… that was a mini Ushijima. I never told him that I knew where you were," He said finishing his story, but it didn't seem like the whole truth. Trying to comprehend everything just said you couldn't help, but stay stuck on the 'he asked everyone if they knew where you were'. 

Trying to muster up the courage you asked, "he was looking for me," don't cry y/n now isn't the time. 

"Yeah, but I think he gave up pretty fast," at which Sakusa looked away from you for the first time and he shrugged his shoulders. A part of you found it hard to believe that Ushijima gave up so fast. When he had a goal he would see it though, but then the other half of you said that you could never trust him. You weren't his number one priority. Why would he try so hard? 

At this Osamu came out of the kitchen holding two large plates. Definitely more than you ordered. 

"Here ya go! Made some extra fer the little one," He quickly left after placing the plates down. 

Snapping your head quickly to Sakusa you immediately questioned him, " did you tell him I had a son?" You were pissed. Why would he do that? He's really getting on your last nerve, maybe he isn't as nice as you thought he was. 

" I didn't," he responded just as quickly, "maybe you should think about his idiotic brother that talked to your son at the game," You hate that he was right. He scoffed and continued, "not everyone is out to hurt you, y/n,". He was right. Not everyone is, but you have just been so on edge ever since leaving. The more time that passes the worse the consequences will get. You know, but it's too late now. Biting into you Onigiri you couldn't help but let out a sigh of happiness. You could cry over the Onigiri. It was perfect. Osamu must be magic because there is no reason for it to be this good. "It's good, right?" He asked, smiling a bit with his mouth full of food. You couldn't help but nod enthusiastically. Way more than good. You cannot wait to bring Isa here. 

After the two of you enjoyed your meal you began to walk aimlessly down the street. There were so many shops and restaurants on this side of town. You wish you had more spending cash, so you and Isamu could go on more adventures like this. One's where you could get him more things that he wants, not just the necessities. You feel out of place. You can't afford any of this stuff. In your peripherals you could see Sakusa glancing at you every once in a while. He kept walking closer to you and his hand would brush yours. Eventually his right pinky hooked to the front of your left hand, but before he could move any further you heard someone yell your name.  You knew it could be from no other than a fiery redhead. Before you could turn around someone was launching themselves at you back and latched on. A deep voice followed soon after telling the redhead to get off of you.

"y/n!" he shouted again. Completely ignoring Sakusa like he was a fly he just needed to swat away. 

"Satori! omg your hair. Where did it go," He giggled at your reaction. 

Putting a hand to his buzzed hair he said "ita kinda fell off," a small smirk present on his face.

"I thought you said you buzzed it?" Ushijima asked, clearly not understanding the joke.

Sakusa pushed Satori a bit and said, "hey, i'm still here," Satori had made a face at his intrusion, and Sakusa continued when he saw Ushijima standing there. He bowed and said, "ushijima," his voice got deeper when he said his name. 

Ushijima did the same and the two six foot men glared at each other between you and Satori. "oh tennssionnn," Satori said, rolling his eyes and sucking in a breath between his teeth. Pushing Sakusa out of the way much harder than Sakusa did him he walked closer to you and explained how much he missed you. "Miracle boy and I spent years looking for you, why did you leave," Ushijima clearly hadn't told him the full story of your relationship.

"oh, Sakusa told me Ushijima gave up pretty quickly," Oh how wrong you were. You could tell by Ushijima scrunching his nose and the front of his eyebrows pointing down in anger. Satori too side eye'd Sakusa in anger. Grabbing your left shoulder, Satori lightly led you to start walking with him. "You know men, and all their lying, can't ever get a full story from them, huh. That's why I'm here. I knew there was a reason I needed to return from Paris," Satori said, looking off into the sky. Like he was much wiser than he actually was.

"you moved to Pari-" before you could finish, Satori shushed you and looked back up at the sky. 

" Ushijima and I trekked a long way, metaphorically of course, after you left Ushijima spent every waking day morning you. He'd sleep at your parents house, and at one point he got on his knees to beg them to tell him where you were," Satori continued his dramatic story. If you were alone you wouldn't be able to tell if he was serious or if it was for effects, but you can see Ushijima watching the ground embarrassed and Sakusa rolling his eyes waiting for any moment to jump in. "Eventually I forced him to continue practicing to get his mind off things, and if he ran into you. You guys were destined…Now we must go. I've said too much" He grabbed Ushijima's forearm and dragged him away waving aggressively at the two of you. Sakusa's hands were now in his pockets, and he looked ready to cuss out Satori at any moment. Looking back in front of you you pulled out your phone to check the time and see if you had any messages. Not mentally prepared to indulge in all the information you were just given.

"you kno-" Sakusa had started. 

"shit I need to pick up Isamu," You said, eyes widened at how little time you still have until his school ends. "bye Sakusa," you said while running the other direction.

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[noonajoe]

Your kid hurt himself (Ushijima Wakatoshi x Reader)

Synopsis: Ushijima and Y/N have an 8-year-old son who's scratching and punching himself because of his frustration. You can't stop your son and called your husband because you're scared to look at your son.

Characters: Dad!Ushijima Wakatoshi x Mom!Reader

TW: Self-harm, angst, fluff, comfort, family fluff, Ushijima is a great dad

Word Count: 750

©noonajoe (Published on 2 April 2023 - 23:15 Bangkok Time) this story is not going to be sold, modified, or translated in any manner.

“T-Toshi”

“Yes, honey, what’s wrong?” Toshi asked.

“Takio, he’s..” you’re trembling staring behind Takio’s room door.

“What’s happening? I heard Kio’’s screaming in your background sound” he stood up from his seat, and quickly sign his driver to prepare his car for him.

“He… he hurt himself Toshi…, like I did when I was little, I don’t know now how to make him stop. He unintentionally scratched my arm when I tried to stop him…” you sat on the table, searching for a medkit to wrap the scratch. 

“I’m in the car right now. Is the scratch bad? Do you need an ambulance?”

“No, I’m okay but mentally not because I can’t stop him, Toshi…” 

“Okay, wait, I’m on my way home, 15 minutes, wait for me, okay honey?”

“Y-yes, thank you, Toshi” you closed his call.

He arrives, quickly enters the entrance door, and found you treating your hand

“Toshi” you look at him.

He quickly grabs your hand, and takes a good look at your wounds, “let me see”

“Okay, it looks not serious, thankfully” he sighed, glad that his wife was okay.

“Is he in his room?”

You nodded

“Okay, don’t stress yourself, let me take care of him” he patted your head.

He enters the room and looks at Takio. His son’s hair is messy, his dark eyebags are visible, and his eyes are swollen because of screaming and crying.

“Takio,” he said, with a firm tone.

“D-dad..” Takio was startled, staring at his father walking towards him.

Your kid is pretty scared of Toshi because of his cold gaze 

“I’m sorry dad, I-I think I hurt mom a little bit back then, I-I’ll apologize to mommy later”

He just stares at him and takes a deep sigh. He sits on your son’s bed, straightly staring at his son who’s sitting on a chair.

“Mom is fine. But I’m not here to talk about that. Why did you hurt yourself?”

The moment he heard that his tear slowly began to flow.

“If Kio had something in mind, or even disappointed Kio, just cry it out. Did I and mom ever angry when you cried? No, right? We never taught you to hurt yourself”

“I don’t know dad, I’m so dumb at school. Mrs. X always said that I will never be as successful as you or mom”

Toshi’s eyes widen, and with his flat expression, he tried to calm himself down. 

“Okay, so, Mrs. X told you that?”

“Yes, dad…”

“How long had she been saying that?”

“Uh… I don’t remember when… But she always said that when I finish my volleyball extracurricular, I and other teammates somehow met her by coincidence when we want to go home. When we got to the school’s entrance gate, she always mock me with those words…. I was embarrassed because my teammates heard that out loud”

“Okay, so, all of your teammates heard what Mrs. X said?”

“Yes, dad…”

“Okay, tomorrow, I want you to give me the list of all of your teammates as an evidence, I will report this to the principal”

“No! Dad, but, she’s going to bully me more…”

“Then I will take this case to the law firm as an irresponsible action from a school. She hurt my son, it’s a serious matter.“

“... O-okay dad”

“Okay, do you need some psychological therapy for this matter? Your mom and I maybe not a people that can solve some of your mental needs, especially if you’re hurting yourself. I can sign up at the nearest hospital if you want. As long as Takio feels better, we will always support Takio’s needs no matter what”

“I think, I will tone down my overthinking, Dad. I’ll try to fix this self-hurt by myself first… But thank you for offering, dad”

He stared at your 8-year-old kid, and can’t imagine if his self-hurt got worsened. He pulls his son’s chair closer so he can see him closer, “From now on, tell me and your mom if you experiencing bad things, okay? And don’t hurt yourself. I may be not as lovely and feely as your mom but we love you so much and it hurts us so much if you hurt yourself like this.” he grabbed your son’s hand.

“Okay, dad… I’m sorry for hurting myself…and I will always love you both…”

“Well, why don’t we go outside and see mommy? She’s extremely worried about you, Kio”

“Okay, dad”

The night ended with you hugging your son tightly, giving him multiple words of comfort. You’re glad your husband can help your son through his hardship.

While you're hugging your son until he's asleep, Toshi looked at you and comforts you by saying "he's going to be okay"

[snnbnny]

Sad anonymous back at it again.

How would Bokuto, Ushijima, and Kyoya (or pick one you don't have to do all three) react to a s/o who starts crying after a verbal fight. Feeling extra sad today.

Hi sad anon!! love your lil asks omg!!

Wakatoshi Ushijima reacting to his partner crying after a verbal fight!!

'•.¸♡ C/W for W.U : Stone cold ushi, Repressed issue, miscommunication, several mentions of pregnancy so afab! reader or if you wish omega reader, little out of my own cannon ushi, soft ushi at the end, this is hurt comfort btw, its nice I swear, mentions of jealousy and falling out of love ♡¸.•'

'•.¸♡ Tagging: @wakatshi @towoshi♡¸.•'

'•.¸♡ A/N: this totally went in my own spiral but I hope its something similar to what you wanted! I'm low key proud of this so.... also listen to FINNEAS while you read this,, just a suggestion. Idk the vibe kinda fits.♡¸.•'

╰─▸ ❝ W. Ushijima

"Ushi?" The two of you were halfway threw yet another silent dinner which you had graciously created. "Has everything been ok?"

"Why do you ask?" His tone was flat, you tried to reason with yourself that the lack of emotion in his voice was the same as normal. But the past few weeks had felt so different to you, you were so worried that you had upset the man in someway or that your first fear has come to florishion- he didn't love you anyone or never really did and he found some he did love.

"You've been acting strangely," you couldn't really name the small things that really drew your attention to it.

"You have to be specific, Y/N." A shiver went up your spine.

"You've been distance, more emotionless. Ignoring my messages, hell you've barely made eye contact with me this whole night!" The anger came out of the depth of your chest, it was not truly anger- more like grief.

"Sound's like my normal behavior to me, Y/N." A pin could drop and it wouldn't break the tension. He stood from his seat and walked to the kitchen in order to dump his half-eaten plate and place the dish in the freshly cleaned sink. "Maybe it's you that has a problem."

You couldn't bring yourself to look at the man, your watery gaze fixed on the barely touched dish before you, "Yeah, maybe..." There was barely any confrontation but you were already so defeated. So tired. You had waited so long, hoping it would have resolved by itself- instead it only festered and exhausted you.

"I'm heading to bed, I have an early flight tomorrow." God, you forgot he had an away game in the following days prompting him to be gone for at least a week. Of course you had forgotten, you were so wrapped up in the drama you were possibly creating in your head that everything else lost precedence.

"Goodnight, Ushijima. Good luck." You couldn't let yourself move until he was gone. When he did, the dam broke. Choked down sobs accompanied your waterfall of tears. Quietly you placed your plate into the sink and rushed into one of the guest rooms you use to store some of your personal items. The sound of the soft click which accompanies the closing of door gave you enough sense of safety that you let out a loud sob, followed by others and other sounds of saddness.

It was only made worse by the secret you had yet to tell your husband, one that would normally only tie the two of you closer if it wasn't for

a) the current turbulence in your relationship

b) his past hesitance towards the topic of children

Your hormones were so all over the place, you didn't know what emotions to believe at this point. Maybe it was the pregnancy hormones causing you to flip out at something which was probably non-existent.

You were to lost in yourself to hear the sounds of your husbands heavy foot steps coming closer only noticing the hint of his existence when three soft knocks wrapped at the door, "Darling, are you alright?"

"Y-Yes!"

"Then why are you locked in the guest room instead of in bed with me?"

"I-I'm not feeling well Wakatoshi! You need your sleep!"

...

Even Ushijima could smell the bull, "I'm coming in!"

The sight he was by was pitiful, but pulled on his iron heart strings. There you sat curled on the floor still dressed in your day cloths and face covered by tears, snot, and running makeup. He hurt more when you scooted away from him, it took him this long to realize he had truly upset you- that the last interactions the two of you had just had were actually a fight of some manner.

"Y/N-" He knelt down so he was closer to your height almost as if you were a scared dog. "I'm sorry, dear. I didn't mean to upset you. There is nothing wrong between us."

He was dumbstruck by the following question you asked, "Is there anyone else, Wakatoshi?"

He almost laughed at the inclination, "No- not at all. Not ever. I don't think any one else could stand me."

Just as quickly as you had pulled away from him, your were jumping into his arms- hiding your face in the green t-shirt he had deemed appropriate to sleep in after knocking him on his ass. He smelt of freshness, sandalwood, and home.

" 'M sorry." You whimpered, he was holding the back of your head and had an arm wrapped around your back.

"It's alright love, it was my fault. I got so wrapped up in my work life I didn't notice that you were hurting." He kissed the crown of your head as he petted your hair.

"The hormones don't help though," the remark slipped threw before you could think about it.

"What hormones? You aren't on your-" For once, your husband was truly thinking. It was like it clicked right away, you could even tell before he said anything by the fact he pulled you back and looked you up and down before whispering. "Are you- Are you pregnant?"

"Yes." You responded, no strength to try and change the subject or be coy in any way.

"Thats-" A pause, "-That is amazing, Y/N."

"You're not mad?"

"Mad? No not at all, my love. Having a child with you is a gift! I know I've been awkward about the subject due to the timing, but I've always wanted a big family with you. Our children would not only be as pretty as you, but have so many inherited talents."

You laughed, kissing him in order to stop him from rambling.

[hiraethwa]

one summer day

05 saturn i. where ushijima finds you outside your house

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pairing: ushijima wakatoshi x reader a/n: sorry for the late post, life has been hectic lately. enjoy the angst! inbox me if you want to be tagged - ave word count: 1.7k warnings: angst, childhood trauma, parental neglect/verbal abuse, past death of a family member song: saturn by sleeping at last

april, second year

you taught me the courage of stars before you left how light carries on endlessly, even after death with shortness of breath you explained the infinite and how rare and beautiful it is to even exist

ushijima is full on sprinting to your house. feet slamming on the pavements, heart thundering out of his chest. how had he not known? 

he remembers the words you uttered to him last year, seemingly random. but you had phased out when he asked you about it, lost in your own thoughts. and you had seemed so genuinely disturbed that he decided not to pursue the topic, letting it go. 

“my little sister was a cat whisperer too.”

even earlier today. you had been so out of it, missing the conversation that you were in, when normally you would be listening intently. when you were always listening, even when you were pretending not to hear the stupid things they talk about. 

he had patted your hair, checking to see if you were alright, and you gave him the same smile as always. others may be fooled by you, but he knew something was amiss. he had brushed it off, even though his gut told him something was not right, thinking you may have been tired from adjusting to waking up early for school again.

and you had been so quiet tonight when he walked you home. once again lost in your own thoughts, seemingly not noticing the orange cat that the two of you would stop and pet whenever he walked you home. he had stopped to give the cat a little treat before noticing that you had continued on, leaving him behind. as if your body was there, but your mind was not. like a ghost of yourself.

“how is she?” semi had asked ushijima when he returned to the dorms, bringing your homework that was left behind in semi’s room. that is new. semi never asked that question before when he walked you home in the past. 

you, with your smile that shined like a gem but you rarely showed people, only those closest to you. you, with your radiant kindness that stayed always like a quiet strength, even to those you were not familiar with. you, with your quiet caring, always making sure no one is left behind. you, with your warmth that didn’t expect anything in return. 

to him, you were the moon with many faces. not always seen, but always present. somehow, you two shared a bond that communicated with action more than words. two quiet people who preferred to do rather than say. to keep things to yourselves rather than burden those around you.

ushijima had known that you were independent to a certain fault, but not like this. 

his fists clench of their own accord, mirroring the feeling in his heart. did you felt alone? he could not imagine the pain that you were going through right now, alone in your empty house. how had he not known?

semi’s words replay in his head. “miyamura-senpai asked me to keep an eye on her before he left for college. today is the anniversary of their youngest sister’s death.”

“my little sister was a cat whisperer too.” was. was. was. 

he knew he could not have guessed that, rationally speaking. but if he had paid more attention, looked between the lines, perhaps he would have known sooner. 

he should have more than enough stamina to run to your house and back to shiratorizawa round trip easily, but he finds himself out of breath as he rounds the corner to your house. the windows were dark, as if all the light had been snuffed out. something in him sinks. his heart? he isn’t sure. 

“miyamura!” he bangs on your front door, hoping you weren’t asleep. if he had looked, he would have seen you squatting under the miyamura hyousatsu on the gatepost. 

“ushijima?” your voice calls out weakly from behind him. he whirls around sharply.

“miya–” he wants to scold you for being so stubborn. for not relying on your friends. you did not have to shoulder this grief alone, if he could help it. not now, not ever again. 

but he stops himself. because in the darkness of the night, illuminated by the streetlamps, you look so small. so defeated. like you had been carrying around all this grief with you your entire life that your shoulders sagged with the weight. that you were never given the permission to bloom. you had always reminded him of spring, but he didn’t know. 

he drops his bag to the ground, homework forgotten. 

“what are you doing here–” your words are cut off mid-sentence as his feet moves towards you without thinking, arms wrapping around your shoulder tightly and engulfing you in a hug. i am here. 

his head sits atop yours, almost a perfect puzzle. then he drops his head next to yours, hand cupping the back of your head as he holds onto you tightly. “y/n.” 

he’s never said your name out loud before. it was always miyamura, or miyamura-san. so when it comes out of his mouth, a dam breaks in you. tears come uncontrollably as you fist his clothes in your hands, trying to hold on, when all you were doing is spiraling. 

you sob. crying out loud. all that raging grief that was somehow miraculously locked away in you comes pouring out. your voice comes out broken and ugly as your chest heaves up and down violently. your pained wails of grief and loss a jumbled incoherent mess. 

ushijima stays with you like that for what felt like forever, as your pain breaks his heart over and over again, but all he could do was hold you and remind you that you are not alone, repeating the three little words over and over. “i am here.” 

when your sobs quiet down, and your breaths slow steadily with your hiccups, he pulls away to look at you. or at least, he tries to. your arms are locked tight around him, as if he would disappear the second you loosen your grip. 

“y/n, i am not leaving you.” you grip stays constant, and then slowly, after a while, it loosens around him, but does not fall away. it looks like you are intent on not letting go of him. “c’mon.”

he leads you into your house awkwardly, shuffling around with you still locked onto him, turning on the lights as he goes, knowing the place like the back of his hand from how often they come over when your parents are away for work.

“i’m making you tea.” you reluctantly release him from your arms as he sets a kettle of water to boil, but keep a hand on his shirt for good measure. 

ushijima picks out sencha from the variety of green teas you stocked for him after noticing that he had been bringing his own supply of tea to your study sessions. he brews the tea in a teapot, carefully proportioning out the amount of leaves. and in your cute cat painted cup, he fills it halfway, gently blowing on the hot liquid before handing it to you. 

you keep silent, sipping at the tea. he doesn’t mind, ushijima thinks. you were both on the quieter side. he likes to think that friendships are not defined by how much in common that two people have, or how much they can talk about, but rather the comfort in the silence that falls when the conversation stops. 

“can i stay the night?” it’s not that he doesn’t trust you to leave you alone. he doesn’t want to leave you by yourself, and from the way you are holding onto him, he thinks that you don’t want to be there by yourself either. he doesn’t want to think about what could have happened if he didn’t come back. if you hadn’t forgotten your homework in semi’s room. if semi hadn’t told him.

you nod, gratitude shining in your swollen eyes, long dried from how much you had cried. with the hand that is still on his shirt, you tug at him to follow you up the stairs. 

he realizes you mean for him to sleep in your room as you wordlessly roll out the futon that he carried from the guest room next to your bed. you show him to the bathroom for him to change out of his wet tear-stained clothes and hand over the set of clean clothes that you retrieved from your brother’s room.

you seem adamant on holding on to him by the edge of his shirt as he walks into the bathroom, almost like you would stay there as he undresses. but then, reluctantly, you let go of the small corner of the fabric that you had a deathly grip on and shuts the door. 

when ushijima walks out, he finds you in the same spot he left you in. your breathing is slightly labored, hands fidgeting on your sides. he reaches for your hand, relinquishing the bottom corner of his clean shirt to you. you seem to settle down with that gesture, content with his presence. 

he tucks you into bed, sitting next to you while regaling you with a tale of stars that were infinite.  your grip on his shirt remains until you fall asleep, the crease between your eyebrows finally easing. at that moment in time, you look so peaceful in your sleep that he could have been fooled. the quiet one who is always taking care of her friends, never expecting anything in return. now he knows the storm that brews under your skin.

a sudden wave of exhaustion hits him then, as he covers your hand with the blanket and crawls into the futon, falling asleep almost immediately.

when he wakes up the next morning, he finds you curled up next to him, hair mussed from sleep, your hand in his, fingers interlocked perfectly. 

in the days afterward, life carries on as usual. you pretend like that night didn’t happen, so ushijima follows suit. he can be patient. but he sees the cracks in the mask you don ever so clearly, stars shining through them. and he wonders, what happened to you in that house? 

more and more, he notices the tenseness in your spine, the invisible weight on your shoulders. the look in your eyes that feels far older than it should be. and he feels this urge in him to wrap his arms around you and protect you from all the hurt that the world has caused you. 

and then one day, when he finds himself alone with you, he blurts out the words he has been thinking about. 

“you don’t have to be the person in your house with me.”

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[white-poppie]

Hard to Love

Characters:  Ushijima Wakatoshi x reader Genre: Reverse Hurt-comfort Warnings: ushy-gushy is insecure :( Writer: @ white-poppie

Song recommendation:  Cloud 9 by Beach bunny

HAIKYU!! (ハイキュー!!) 

The car ride back home is quiet...too quiet for Ushijima's liking, the air is so condescendingly heavy that it is hard to inhale in.

Ushijima is thinking, he taps his fingers on his thighs when he is thinking, the two of you were coming back home from Tendou's birthday party.

A particular question from Tendou had stuck a nerve to Ushijima.

"Hey Y/n, do you think Ushijima is hard to love?" he had asked and you had done nothing, but laugh as he looked at you with hopeful eyes that you would say something.

It wasn't really your fault, you were kind of drunk at that time, barely registering the words, but Ushijima was there; sober enough and now he was driving while you were curled up in the back-seat, passed out.

Ushijima is confident when is comes to most things he is stoic and reserved and oftentimes too perfect to be human.

But Ushijima Wakatoshi has no clue what to do, when it come to you. Oh boy, Ushijima thinks you are something too good to be true, the way you stick around even after his half-hearted replies makes him think that you are some sort of angel you descended from heaven.

When the car comes to a hault, Ushijima picks you up easily, his build making you feel like barely anything, he smiles softly as he sees you involuntarily huddling close to his chest.

He put you on the bed and leaves to freshen up.

Within twenty minutes your eyes open, mind still hazy from that hangover, you look around to find Ushijima, light peaks from the door, you get up and follow it and end up in the living room with Ushijima watching the T.V

"You are still up?" you whisper groggily.

Ushijima looks at your for a second and then looks back at the screen, "yeah...I couldn't sleep."

You frown at his statement, he is very adamant about his sleep schedule, "is something wrong?" You whisper sitting on the couch and draping the blanket over you as well.

"It's nothing," he answers.

"It must be something," you hum while resting you head on his chest, closing your eyes at the comforting sound of his breathing.

"Y/N...am I hard to love?" he asks breaking the ice which causes you to look up to him.

"Of course not, what makes you think that?" you ask as your eyebrows knit in confusion.

He sighed and rubbed his eyes, "It's just that...y'know what, forget it."

You sat up straight and cradled his face in your palms, "'Toshi, talk to me."

"When Tendou said I am unlovable...you didn't say otherwise, I don't blame you."

The gears in your mind turned and a bulb lit up when you got what he was saying.

"Aww Toshi, I am sorry, I was too drunk to answer that time," you whispered while climbing onto his lap.

You stared at his caramel eyes, "Toshi you are the best s/o one can wish for, you take care of me and others," you planted a kiss on his nose giggling when you saw a very small smile crack through for a millisecond.

"You are so strong and buff, extremely handsome and so incredibly sexy," you wiggled your eyebrows suggestively, "I would nom you up if I could," you said and kissed his cheek.

He buried his face in the crook of your neck, a low rumble of his voice sending shivers down your spine, " 'M sorry...I just...I can't help overthink, what if we end up like my parents?"

You held his face, up from your neck and kissed him, his large hands cradling the small of your back.

" 'Toshi, one thing I can assure you, I am not going to leave you in a million years. You have nothing to be insecure of, in fact, I should be the insecure one here, a volleyball player with thousands of fans settled for someone like me, I cherish every moment with you, Mr Ushiwaka."

His bottom lip quivered a little and he buried his head in your neck again, "I love you."

"Love you too, my big teddy bear, now let's get you to sleep or else you will be all pouty when you miss your work-out time."

(っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ Ushyyyyyy uhuhu

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HAIKYU!! (ハイキュー!!) 

[toshigimmemilk]

glimpse of us

wakatoshi has been catching himself thinking of you lately, quite a lot actually.

he doesn’t know where the feeling comes from. it feels too nostalgic to him like somewhere he has been often, like home and he is unsure.

wakatoshi knows this is cruel to himself but it's also too unfair to his current lover. he chose to break up with you when he decided to move to Poland to further his career and chase his dreams, he was the one who crushed your heart with his rough hands, tear-stricken cheeks, and promises of a long life together broken apart the day he said that he can't do it anymore.

so why now is he thinking of you on this beautiful sunny day? memories of your laughter, your skin on his, your lips, and your mannerisms show up in her ways. sometimes he'd catch your name in his throat before he'd call out to her.

it's not fair. at all. not to her.

she's so good to him, she waits for him in a clean house, food on the table after a hard day of practice, she helps him relax, she's there for him on his worst days, to pick him up and hold him on days that he's not doing well; and yet,

yet he craves you. he wishes it was you that held him close, that it was you that whispered sweet nothings to him, that it was you who would promise him of a future filled with nothing but love.

he often thinks back to when you confessed to him, how beautiful you looked and how he was sure the moment he touched your face that it was you, it have always been you. and now,

he wonders if you feel the same, do you look for him in your new lovers? do they act stubborn like him? do they crave your touch like him? do they touch like he once did, filling your head with promises and sweet nothings?

he knows it's too late now. he had broken your heart once and now he's the one who's paying the price for it.

[blackbloodredpepper]

Haikyuu Fic Masterlist Pt. 7

Part 6 here

Part 5 here

Part 4 here

Part 3 here

Part 2 here

Part 1 here

The ever long awaited (by no one) masterlist part 7. I seriously did not think that this would have so many parts. (ps: am high writing this high so forgive for type-os)

One of my fav ships for a little while was YakuLev and yet, I barely have any fic recs for them. They’re just not usually the main pairing in a fic so it’s hard to find decently written fics for them. BUT I still have a few recommendations for them so enjoy!

Haiba Lev x Yaku Morisuke

One Step Closer

Word count: 8,192

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Yaku is an omega who likes to nest, and Lev is an alpha with a really nice scent. Unfortunately.

STOP omg I’m so sorry but you have to admit A/B/O is literally such an interesting and fun trope to read it’s just so strange and yet, so popular

The Lion and the House Cat

Word count: 3,337

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: The lion on Yaku Morisuke's wrist definitely doesn't apply to a certain tall, obnoxious first year. Nope. Not at all. No, Kuroo, he does NOT have a crush!

This one is very sweet and a soulmate AU!

thank god for the day I hear your name

Word count: 2,175

Rating: N/A

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: You’re sure the worst part is that you can feel it as it happens; it starts with fond amusement and escalates to dreams you’d rather not talk about and you’ve stared at the summer night-sky and thought about Lev like you’ve thought about home. You wish the stars would fall right down and shoot you where he’s burrowed his heart against yours and Haiba Lev is a problem.

This one is written in a very very interesting way. Def not for everyone and usually not for me but something about this fic just made me feel things and objectively speaking, it is a well written fanfiction

What Not to Wear

Word count: 4,857

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed: chapters 1/1

Summary: In which Yaku helps Lev dress for success, with no idea of the consequences.

I love this one! They truly are just a cute couple

Flowers and Ink

Word count: 3,903

Rating: N/A

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Yaku went to the flower shop next door to get inspiration for a commission, not to get a huge crush on the awful florist that worked there.

Very nice Tattoo/flower shop AU

Light On the Water <3<3<3<3

Word count: 1,532

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/-

Summary: Nekoma at the lake, in the swing of summer. All things surface from here.

Probably the most romantic and beautifully written fanfictions I have ever written. I have never been more in love with a fic please just read it even if you don’t like this pairing. Nostalgic feeling Drabble piece

i put sugar on everything

Word count: 7,300

Rating: Mature

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Yaku won’t admit it, but he lives for the smell of coffee.

I meannnnn

Yaku and The Beanstalk

Word count: 4,155

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Yaku Morisuke is many things: a libero, a caretaker, a good student. He's also about to find Lev Haiba stuck in a vending machine. (In which Yaku accidentally recruits Lev to the volleyball team and can't get rid of him after.)

Probably the most iconic YakuLev fic? It’s the one of the only ones with lots of hits/kudos/bookmarks

Innocent Enthusiasm <3<3

Word count: 17,192

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 3/3

Summary: Yaku was perfectly happy with no-one knowing he was an omega. He was also perfectly happy not ever going through a heat thanks to suppressants. And then the wet dream happened. The wet dream that Lev also had. And so Yaku now has to deal with his confused feelings for his kouhai whilst Lev seems oblivious to how his innocent enthusiasm for everything sends Yaku insane...in a good way. It's amazing what can happen in the span of a few days.

Second fav fic for this pairing :D A/B/O but it’s rlly good

Touch <3

Word count: 10,513

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: After a twisted ankle and an uncomfortable realization, Yaku starts to see a different side of Lev—one he doesn't want to kick at all. (Or, well... not often.)

AWWWH CUTIES

five minutes <3

Word count: 16,341

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Lev thinks he's great at sex. Yaku begs to differ, but isn't unwilling to help him learn.

I love this one! (Non-fetishized) Trans Yaku and just a tone of eating out it’s fun

Those are my YakuLev fics! Next up, UshiTen! They are another one of my favourite rare pairs!

Ushijima Wakatoshi x Tendou Satori

Ushijima’s World Is Around 71.1 kgs

Word count: 1,071

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/-

Summary: The old crew from Shiratorizawa get together for a drinking party and everyone gets to see first hand just how strong Ushijima still is and how much he loves his boyfriend.

Short and sweet!

Queen of His People <3<3<3

Word count: 40,573

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 22/22

Summary: Six years before Kageyama and Hinata found each other, Tendou Satori found his place among his chosen people.

Second favourite UshiTen fic! This has no smit but it’s so worth it because it is completely plot based and the world building is fucking incredible. I mean it when I say this is my favourite author ever

And they are roommates

Word count: 1,793

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: “Wakatoshi, are you ready...to move into the future?!” Tendou yelled, dramatically pointing at him. Ushijima smiled and walked over to Tendou. They had been dating for a few years, and after graduating high school, had decided to move in together. “Of course, Satori.” “Well, then I was thinking-“ “But we aren’t getting this bed.”

This one is a bit of crack bit of seriousness idk guys lol

In the Comfort of Your Bedsheets

Word count: 2,378

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary; There's a bird tattooed across his shoulders, and he knew from the moment he saw Wakatoshi, that they were meant to be.

AWH I love them

i ain’t got anything to be afraid of

Word count: 4,984

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed, chapters 1/1

Summary: 5 times Tendou attempts to scare Ushijima (and fails), and 1 time he doesn’t try (but succeeds).

This one is written well and really sweet!

while i nodded, nearly napping (suddenly there came a tapping) <3

Word count: 10,730

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Of course if there was one thing that could be counted on, it was Ushijima’s blunt, total honesty. “Do you think Tendou is attracted to me?” Reon froze. “T-Tendou?” “Yes.” Tendou was notoriously hard to read, but Reon kind of figured that he wasn’t the type to be anything less than painfully overt with romantic affections. “I... I don’t think you have anything to worry about. I think if Tendou was attracted to you, he would let you know,” Reon said. “I'd guess he just considers you his best friend.” He hoped his answer would satisfy whatever frenzy the guy had worked himself into so Reon could finally take advantage of his last precious hours of sleep. But instead, Ushijima visibly deflated in front of him. “Yes. That’s what I thought too,” he said miserably. Oh, Reon realized. Oh no...

I love this fic! It’s so funny and I love the team dynamics in this it makes me giggle

shuffle

Word count: 13,437

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: “I, uh…” Tendou starts, smile going wobbly with uncertainty, “could you… pretend to date me?” Ushijima shockingly doesn’t fall backwards, nor does he immediately say ‘no’. Instead he continues staring at Tendou, fear now overcome by even more confusion.

This feels like a rom-com

miracle boy wakatoshi <3<3

Word count: 4,933

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: he thinks that he has never before wanted this much to be struck by lightning.

Ushijima character study that’s just so beautifully written and poetic, in a way

The Lifespan of Koala’s

Word count: 2,660

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Recently Satori has been feeling pestered by certain inconvenient emotions regarding their captain, and he’s been brainstorming ways to get rid of them. The easiest thing, he thinks, would be to just date him.

This one’s fun!

in the garden i get lost (that is unless I’m getting found) <3

Word count: 2,889

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Tendou Satori’s cause of death: Ushijima Wakatoshi in the garden with his shirt off.

It really feels like Satori is actually a teenager in this one it’s refreshing

Midnight Snacks <3

Word count: 2,090

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: There's nothing like a late night study session to make you a little peckish.

Lady Tendou is so hot I literally cannot fathom it holy fuck

Five Times Ushijima Wakatoshi Absolutely Lost His Shit <3

Word count: 8,241

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: And then that one time he didn't, when he really should have, because Tendou Satori absolutely was.

This fic is so funny! I just love these two together

Let Him Go <3<3<3

Word count: 27,013

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: The story in which Ushijima joins the Japanese International U-21 team and they have to deal with distance.

My fav fic for this pairing! They are just too cute lol objectively Queen of his People has writing that’s more appealing to me but I’ve read this fic so many times it’s just so amazing

That’s if for UshiTen they’re so sweet and such an underrated couple Ushijima needs more love guys

Takeda Ittetsu x Ukai Keishin

Smoothie-Senpai

Word count: 3,692

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: “Please let me be the only one who gets to smell you.” The omega froze. He was pretty sure Ukai wasn’t using any sort of pheromones on him, but even so his knees were about to give. That was a confession, wasn’t it?

This is an A/B/O fic but I actually really enjoyed this one!

along dream paths

Word count: 3,228

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Ukai makes the mistake of looking in Takeda's notebook after practice one day, expecting volleyball notes; what he finds is a love poem.

Really really sweet!

5th Time’s the Charm <3

Word count: 3,002

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Takeda had never been one to give up on things easily, never one to just give in when he’d had his heart set on something. And his heart was set on Ukai.

A/B/O porn with very little plot

Kuroo Tetsurou x Tsukishima Kei

of broken and beautiful souls

Word count: 2,982

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Like others too, Kenma wished that his soul is beautiful.

This one is quite sad lol and it’s Kenma-centric idk why I added this here tbh

Say You Like Me <3

Word count: 9,057

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed: chapters 3/3

Summary: It's been three months. And Tsukishima Kei is going to see Kuroo Tetsurou.

I think this one is my fav for these two lol

The Bite Mark

Word count: 520

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: “Kuroo,” Kenma blinked at him, faint concern crinkling the corners of his eyes, “What is that?”

This one makes me chuckle lmfao

Only You

Word count: 2,203

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: But Kuroo should’ve known better. Because bonded or not, Tsukki had always been an immensely jealous person. Not that he was the kind to display it openly. But the moment they got behind closed doors, the alpha always let Kuroo know just how upset he was. And Kuroo would be lying if he said he hadn’t been hoping for this exact reaction.

Very rare omega Kuroo A/B/O

Not super huge into these two but I think my recs are pretty good

Kuroo Tetsurou x Sawamura Daichi

Rules are Made to be Broken

Word count: 1,631

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kuroo has a strict no dating rule when it comes to his co-workers but maybe there's one exception when it comes to that rule.

This one’s fun lol

A Couple of Pervs

Word count: 9,276

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kuroo and Daichi had only lived together a little while, but already the sexual tension was driving them crazy. All it takes is a combination of thin walls and a gift from Kuroo's grandpa to finally make that tension burst.

The writing is alright but it’s worth the read if ur looking for porn no plot

Print and Press (me between your thighs) <3

Word count: 5,834

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: the time Bokuto is the best/worst wingman ever and Kuroo understands how Blanche Devereaux felt when she wished for death.

One of my favs! Makes me feel things

The faster we’re falling <3

Word count: 3,422

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Sawamura Daichi is really hot. But also so much more. And it’s a huge fucking problem.

Another favourite! Just rlly good

Seen a Million Faces (but i’ve been waiting for you)

Word count: 33,322

Rating: Mature

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: In all his time as a dance instructor, Kuroo has had his fair share of newcomers walk into his classes at Nekoma. But there were dance newbies, and then there was Sawamura Daichi.

Ugh I love this fic

Meet Your Match

Word count: 6,071

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Up until now, he’s managed to keep sex and volleyball separate. He’d learned early on, whether they be teammates or rivals, getting involved in any play outside the court with fellow volleyballers was ill-advised. Ok, there’d been Ushijima in university but who could blame him? And they’d remained friends after. Besides, he didn’t know Sawamura would be one of his players at the time and now that he is that’s that. At least, that's what he's telling himself.

Older DILF Kuroo and younger Daichi I love age gap ones as long as they’re legal

Salt and Lime

Word count: 3,151

Rating: Mature

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Along with Hanamaki's grin, Kuroo knew he made the unwise decision. "Hey, I know the perfect dare for Kuroo and Sawamura." Kuroo gulped and felt his body froze. "Let Kuroo drink body shot off of Sawamura’s." Kuroo felt like he was dying inside. "I'll prepare the shot," Kiyoko chimed in cooly, as she got up to take whatever she needed from the bar. And Kuroo knew that he was, so screwed.

This one’s a good read lol

Lifeguard Dude <3

Word count: 6,945

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: It's spring break. Everything is going great, until Daichi looks up and sees the hottest lifeguard he's ever seen in his life.

Oh my GOD

Sweetheart

Word count: 1,439

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: "Well, well, well, if it isn't the consequences of my own actions"

The sweetest lil A/B/O Drabble

I Wanna be Official

Word count: 4,269

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Tetsurou thought claiming to have a boyfriend would be the easiest way to reject someone's confession. He didn't expect it to backfire though, and ultimately have him falling for his roommate and dear friend Daichi.

Another Drabble that I find fun

go the distance <3

Word count: 5,411

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: daichi has a hard time dealing with the distance between them, and he ends up making the biggest mistake of his life because of it. but he's determined to make up for it, no matter what it takes.

Angst with a happy ending im literally obsessed

we move like the ocean

Word count: 17,722

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Transferring to the University of Tokyo had been in Daichi Sawamura's plans, meeting Kuroo Tetsurou had not.

This fic is literally like 50 shades of grey lol idk how else to describe ht

catch and release <3

Word count: 18,531

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: "Sawamura-kun, don't tell me you're actually a virgin?" Daichi flushes a deep red and Kuroo's grin turns positively wicked.

I really love how this fic captures Daichi’s character!

ride

Word count: 28,065

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: In which there are cars, kissing, and cute dogs.

So cute!

I love these two! Probably even more than DaiSuga lol I’m sorry they’re just not my bread and butter like KuroDai is

Miya Atsumu x Sakusa Kiyoomi

Peace of Routine

Word count: 8,474

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: After Atsumu moved to Tokyo, Sakusa's daily routine never recovered. He no longer worked solo jobs, he doubled his spending on cleaning products, and he rarely slept alone. Sakusa would have hated those things, before he met Atsumu. Now he wouldn't want his routine any other way.

I think this is probably my fav for SakuAtsu

Read the Receipt

Word count: 6,689

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: “I think we’re done here, thank you, Osamu. If we could just have the bill?” As though waiting for those words, Osamu removed a small square of paper from his pocket. And leaned over to slam the paper down on the table in front of Sakusa. “You’re paying tonight.” “What?”, Atsumu squawked, his eyebrows traveling further up his forehead. “Why?” “He knows why.”

Probably the ultimate proposal AU ngl

Call Me Maybe

Word count: 1,799

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: “What caused your nosebleed?” Dr. Sakusa asks, typing something into a computer next to him. “M’ brother smacked me in the face with a Wii controller,” Atsumu tells him. “We were playing Just Dance 4,” he adds. Dr. Sakusa raises an eyebrow. “What song?” He asks, and suddenly Atsumu feels very awkward. “Call Me Maybe,” he mumbles.

This one’s funny!

In Full Bloom <3

Word count: 9,598

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Sakusa has fallen in and out of love more times than he can count on one hand, his heart's restless endeavours forever marked by the flowers that bloomed across his skin. Just as he wrestles his heart under control, Atsumu comes crashing in once more, awakening long-forgotten feelings and painting Sakusa's life in the warmest rays of sunlight. But as fate would have it, Sakusa cannot stop loving Atsumu when he needs to more than ever.

They just can’t stop loving each other

It’s not Complaining, it’s Questioning <3

Word count: 1,669

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: In which Sakusa is annoyed that Atsumu picked Aran as a roommate and Ushijima and Komori have to deal with it.

Jealous Sakusa is so funny he’s such a whiny baby lmfao

Ode to the Night Sky

Word count: 2,403

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: The concept of a muse was so foreign and out of reach for Kiyoomi before he met Atsumu. He drew inspiration from the world around him, but having one thing, one person be the driving force behind his creativity had sounded laughable. It's in nights like these that he wonders how he could have ever been so naive to the strength a muse could have.

Body worship is just so good guys

Shades of Ink

Word count: 12,667

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 3/3

Summary: It’s fortunate that Miya Atsumu is such a good tattoo artist, because that appears to be his only redeeming quality. He’s too loud, too cocky, and so overtly flirtatious that Sakusa almost leaves the shop before he even steps inside. But he’s seen firsthand that Atsumu does good work, so he stays and suffers through it. The longer he's there, the more he thinks maybe Atsumu isn't all bad. When Atsumu asks for a tattoo from Sakusa’s shop in return, Sakusa knows he should turn Atsumu down. He doesn’t. What should have been a routine business transaction turns into something more hands-on than either of them expected.

Love tattoo AUs lol

Goodnight Kiss

Word count: 4,731

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Sakusa’s fingers curled at Atsumu’s jaw, hovering, before falling away. “We can’t be friends with benefits, considering we’re not friends.” Atsumu smiled, because Sakusa’s voice wasn’t completely flat. There was a familiar twist to it, sharp but not wounding. “Wanna be friends, then?” “No.” Atsumu glanced down at Sakusa’s hand. “Wanna be somethin’ else instead?” Sakusa didn’t say yes, but he didn’t say no, either. He glanced away and then back. “I don’t know.”

This is a really good one! Well written and a little angsty

ink blossoms

Word count: 8,168

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Opening a flower shop wasn’t the first idea Atsumu had for his future but in retrospect he wouldn’t trade it for anything. There was a certain joy in arrangements and learning the language of flowers so each bouquet meant something perfect. His little flower shop was a humble but bright place among the cobblestone plaza and people came and went with flowers for their loved ones. The business was good, the customers were kind, and the company he kept was amazing. It was perfect. At least until the tattoo parlor across the plaza finally opened.

Flower shop/tattoo artist AU lol

Notice <3

Word count: 7,034

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Embarrassingly, Miya Atsumu is the third person to notice his crush on Sakusa. And it's his crush in the first place.

This one is really funny and def one of my favs for this rare pair! Just such a good lil Drabble

School Bus Yellow

Word count: 4,904

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Atsumu has a crush on Sakusa, and it’s kind of ridiculous how much he likes a guy who wears ugly colored jackets and is afraid of germs. Though, Atsumu’s probably not all that great himself. He’s still figuring that part out.

This is the first SakAtsu I’ve ever read and it’s a little angsty with a lot of happy ending lol

Goshiki Tsutomu x Kawanishi Taichi

Knight and Bishop <3<3

Word count: 52,722

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 35/35

Summary: Three years before Tendou Satori comes to Shiratorizawa, Shirabu and Semi learn to live with each other, and to love.

I’m literally obsessed with this author’s royalty AUs omfg this series is literally incredible

Say Yes

Word count: 3,087

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Goshiki and Kawanishi both want to propose to one another and seek advice from Tendou.

If you’re just looking into some new pairings to read and you come across these two, this fic is part one of a series for them :)

Bokuto Koutarou x Kuroo Tetsurou

Victors <3

Word count: 5,255

Rating: Mature

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kuroo and Bokuto were longtime rivals in the ring, but grew into something else behind the scenes. They've climbed to the top of the MMA hierarchy, and find themselves competing against one another for the championship title. It's a hard fight that leaves them bruised and bloody, but that's nothing new. Neither is the way they take care of each other afterward, in more ways than one.

Love MMA fighter AUs and this one is just wow

amarillion <3

Word count: 12,096

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: the story of how Koutarou falls for his best friend.

I fucking adore this fic. Bokuto and Akaashi’s friendship in this is everything they’re so supportive of each other and I just love the lil character study in this

Behind the Scene

Word count: 21,768

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 5/5

Summary: Kuroo is a typical college student. He goes to class, struggles through homework, and goes to the occasional party with his friends. The only atypical thing about him is his choice of part-time job. Kuroo isn't ashamed of doing cam work. He's certainly making more money than his friends who spend hours at a time working in restaurants or coffee shops. He enjoys the work, he makes his own schedule, and the other cam boys in his network aren't bad to look at, either. He's fond of one in particular, the ever-popular NightOwl. As it turns out, NightOwl is a fan of Kuroo's, too.

YAS camboy AU that has my heart I love

I know they’re best friends but that’s what makes their chemistry so awesome even tho I think irl they wouldn’t make a good couple lol

Daishou Suguru x Kozume Kenma

Reliable

Word count: 1,003

Rating: Mature

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kuroo makes the mistake of leaving Kenma alone in a club. Frustrated at his best friend, Kenma leaves with a handsome rival who shows him a good night and then takes him home like a gentleman. Kuroo is not pleased.

This pairing is interesting to say the least. I enjoyed this fic tho ngl

Kageyama Tobio x Oikawa Tooru

Not Enough

Word count: 7,640

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 2/2

Summary: Kageyama and Oikawa realized they were soulmates in Junior High. Too bad Oikawa wants nothing to do with Kageyama.

This is the only fic for these two that I have because they are really not my favourite at all

Bokuto Koutarou x Kozume Kenma

I’m Which Bokuto Is Sorely Mistaken

Word count: 566

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 2/2

Summary: Sure, Bokuto knew how good Kenma was at video games. Of course he did, he was best friends with his best friend, he’d heard all the stories of Kenma destroying Kuroo five times a day when they were growing up. But, let’s be honest, that didn’t mean much, considering Bokuto also destroyed Kuroo every time they tried to have a “friendly contest”.

This one is just so weirdly good I never would have considered Bokuto and Kenma being together omfg

Oikawa Tooru x Ushijima Wakatoshi

Old Grudges <3

Word count: 6,475

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Oikawa never liked Ushijima. At least, until he accidentally started sleeping with him. Oikawa convinces himself that the sex isn't a problem. It's just a night here and there with no strings attached. They don't even have to like each other. But the more time they spend together, the more Oikawa realizes it's impossible to hate someone like Ushijima.

Another pairing I’m not huge on because I don’t think Oikawa is the kind of person to get over grudges but I fucking LOVE how they’re portrayed together in this fic it’s fucking beautiful

Iwaizumi Hajime x Semi Eita

Blacktop Rivalries <3<3

Word count: 31,006

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 6/6

Summary: When Oikawa first put together the motorcycle gang, Iwaizumi thought it was stupid. Now, several years later, the best days of his life are when he's on the road, lost in the rush of the wind and the thrill of the ride. It's by chance that he meets a fellow biker on a solo ride, and the two of them get along a little too well. Everything is great until Iwaizumi discovers Semi Eita is a member of Shiratorizawa, a rival biker gang that he has been conditioned to despise. They agree it's in their best interest to stop seeing each other before anyone discovers the affair. As it turns out, that's easier said than done

Another pairing where I say, how the FUCK did someone come up with this? And yet. AND YET it works. Like so well

Afterparty <3<3

Word count: 4,961

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Semi hadn't planned to be here, on his knees in the low light of his apartment, with his mouth full of a stranger's cock. He hadn't planned it, but things had escalated, and it was all Semi's fault. He blamed the show. The atmosphere had been electric, addictive. The crowd was loud, his band's performance had been flawless, and Semi had sang better than he'd ever sang before. It had left him with a particular sort of high. He was flying, and when he left the stage, he'd flown right into Iwaizumi Hajime. "Remember what I said to you at the venue?" asked Semi, his voice low, raspy. "I said I want you to hold me down and fuck me until I beg you to stop."

Seriously just incredible chemistry all around like hello???

Okay okay okay this is the LAST fic on my master list! We are really finished. For now, at least. I’m not a huge fanfiction reader anymore but on the occasions I find a new one I like I will add it here! I really hope that I’ve been able to help at least one person broaden their haikyuu horizons then this will all be worth it :)