#ushimoni

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Naïve Physics | Complete | 10.6k | SasaYama, side UshiMoni | Trans Male Character | LGBTQ Pride | Trans Pregnancy | LDR | HEA

Sasaya Takehito on being a boy, and on meeting a boy. On having a family, and then having one.

A fic I am quite proud of, and that I have been told by other queer and trans men that they appreciated for a grounded exploration of pregnancy as a queer trans man in fic. This fits into the broader pre-and-post canon fics I’ve written that are essentially canon-compliant, mostly focused on a headcanon wherein several characters are either cousins or siblings, but this is a standalone story more or less. I know Sasaya/Yamagata is a rarepair, but please consider it and let me know if you read it. 

[rayraytail]

Them: I love the HQ Captain Squad so much

Me: oh same! I love the Captain Squad a lot!

Me: I even ship them together!

Them:

[pilonuarts]

been thinking of them lately...

[ezzydean]

Can I ask for a trick or treat with Ushijima and Moniwa? I love your writing, and thank you <3

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Wakatoshi should have known better.  He does know better, actually, but he has never been able to say no to Kaname’s pouting face.  He’s thankful that Kaname doesn’t pull it out often but at the same time it makes it even harder to say no since it’s not like it’s an everyday occurrence.  He has no immunity to the pouts, at least that’s what Satori tells him and after five years of being with Kaname he is beginning to believe that Satori is right.  He really does have zero defense against the pout.

No defense whatsoever.  Which is how he finds himself in situations like this.

He never should have even brought Kaname to the store with him.  He glances back down the aisle with a sigh; Kaname is standing in front of a display of blankets, staring at them with the kind awe and love that most people reserve for baby animals and their significant others and the like.

Wakatoshi takes a steadying breath and retraces his steps until he’s at Kaname’s side.

“Kaname.”

“I want it.”

“Kaname,” he says sternly.

“No I want it.”  Kaname looks up at him with a pout.

Zero.  Defense.  One hit K.O.

“We don’t need anymore blankets,” he says.  He already knows they’re going home with one.  Maybe even two.  But he can still put up an attempt at a fight.

Or something.

“But babe,” Kaname gives him a smile.  “This one has pumpkins on it.  And that one has cute little cats wearing witch hats.”

A compromise maybe?  He already knows they’re going home with the blankets.  But maybe…

“We should get those two.”  Kaname’s eyes light up.  “Move some blankets around and replace those ones on the bed that are getting worn out.”  Kaname’s eyes narrow as he considers Wakatoshi’s suggestion.  “Maybe even replace a bunch of the old blankets with nice, soft new ones.”

Kaname’s gaze darts between Wakatoshi and the blankets a few times, face scrunched up in contemplation.

“I know exactly what you’re doing Ushijima Wakatoshi.”  Kaname grabs the two blankets he wants and stalks to the end of the aisle.  “I know exactly what you’re doing and I’m gonna take the bribe for what it is.”

Wakatoshi smiles and follows Kaname.  He offers to carry the blankets but Kaname just stares him down and clutches the blankets a little tighter against his chest.

—

There are four blankets on the bed.

Wakatoshi turns to Kaname with a sigh and Kaname’s lips twist into a pout.

Four blankets on the bed seems like a reasonable amount.  It is fall after all.

[low-qualityhq]

future fic/soulmates/aob/social media au

hinata & kenma are an omega/omega couple who are soulmates

kuroo & yaku & kai are a traditional beta/omega/alpha couple and triad soulmates

kindaichi & kunimi & kageyama are reconnecting their old bond (soulmate bond including) but being a pro volleyball player, makes it hard enough to keep connected

tsukishima & yamaguchi are a traditional alpha/omega couple, being soulmates and childhood best friends

oikawa & iwaizumi & hanamaki & matsukawa are a somewhat weird coupling with two alphas, one omega and one beta, all being soulmates

kiyoko & yachi are a traditional alpha/omega couple being soulmates and high school sweethearts

asahi & sugawara & daichi are not what they seem at first, one omega to two alphas, soulmate bond undeniable and being worked through via all three

yahaba & kyoutani & watari are never sure if they're bond is really gonna take but if that fails then their soulbond is what makes them truly destined for one another

moniwa just wants to be left alone, no really, if his employees at the flower shop would stop trying to set him up w/ the cute volleyball player who shows up every few days it would be wonderful-

ushijima just wants to ask the cute flower shop owner out but he doesn't know how and if tendou and semi would stop finding ridiculous reasons for him to visit said flower shop it be great-

kuguri and aone have a good relationship, so he can't just be developing feeling for the guy- no really he can't because then he has to jump off a cliff-

aone doesn't understand why kuguri seems to be avoiding him now, the alpha used to just be able to freely hang out with him but now he seems to be coming up with every and any excuse he can to not be around him, and frankly he's starting to want to except futakuchi's offer of 'exacting revenge upon him'.

atsumu and kita have a special agreement, sure they're soulmates but that doesn't mean they're compatible, so they aren't together and are free to pursue their own relationships besides one another, at least until atsumu starts to develop real actual feelings for him

osamu and suna are okay, they've bonded and their soulmarks match so they've been doing just fine, until suna's niece and nephew come to stay after an accident left them orphaned, they aren't ready for kids, but now they have them

sakusa and wakatoshi have had an easy relationship and bond, things get rocky when ushijima's ex reappears and starts to get too close to the omega, sakusa doesn't like it at all, "no atsumu I'm not jealous, I'm just cautious dammit-"

hoshiumi and hirugami have been to a rocky start but are fine now, the vet seems to have grown fond of a certain dog who hasn't left the clinic and hoshiumi doesn't have the heart to say no, they end up getting the dog and discovering something entirely new about one another in the process

konoha knows that akaashi and bokuto love him, he does, but sometimes the omega watches them interact and thinks that he's ruining the relationship, the alphas know it and are doing everything they can to prevent it, its hard though, for a pro volleyball player and a manga editor to always be there when the omega hits rock bottom, but they're gonna try

[leninille]

bebs.

[mitoposting]

@haikyuurarepairweek2020

Day 6 - Storm

{ Wakatoshi Ushijima & Kaname Moniwa }

[spring-emerald]

monogram (4/4)

Part 1  2   3

Pairing: Ushijima Wakatoshi / Moniwa Kaname

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Moniwa grunts softly, squinting at the brightness hitting his eyes and rolls around the bed, wanting to sink further into the soft mattress and continue sleeping. His bed never felt this soft and he doesn’t want to part with it yet. He wraps the comforter around him and inhales the clean scent of it, missing the flowery smell of the fabric softener the laundry place he usually frequents use. He absentmindedly rubs a hand across his face to swipe at the itch he felt there and belatedly notice the lack of roughness of his glove.

He wants to let the thoughts about the whereabouts of his gloves go, but he can’t recall where he’d put it last night. He doesn’t even remember taking them off in the first place. And that lack of memory and certainty cause him to finally wake up fully and sit up on a bed that, now that he’s conscious, clearly doesn’t belong to him and looks around the room that is definitely not the one he has in his apartment.

Whose place is this, anyway? He tries to think back to yesterday’s events and finally bits and pieces come back, like how Ushijima had waited for him again, how he’d agreed to drinking last night with him… his eyes widen in horror.

The rush of panic jolts him out of the bed, and he sways as soon as he stands, almost losing his balance due to the sudden rush, but there are more important things because he can’t see his gloves anywhere. He’d been too dependent on it for the past few years, considers it his prized possession and a thing he doesn’t leave the house without. The panic of being parted from it in such an unfamiliar place makes him hits him. He brings his clutched hands in front of his chest, keeping it close in fear that someone might see, that someone had seen the letters on his palm, even though he’s obviously alone.

Which brings about another round of panicking because oh god, had Ushijima seen his hands? What if he’d seen and realized that Moniwa’s lied to him about the burn scars? Realized what Moniwa’s keeping from him? He’d been unusually curious about it. Which makes him think. Was he even the one who took off his gloves in the first place, or was it Ushijima who did, to abate his curiosity?

Moniwa crouches down, ignoring the blood rush and faint feeling at the sudden movement, willing himself to breathe, to calm down and not make his situation even messier. He clearly had been stupid to let his guard down, but he will berate himself about that later. Now, now he needs to find his gloves so he can leave immediately.

He doesn’t notice the door open, and he nearly jumps off his skin despite the soft, low voice who called his name.

“Are you alright?” Ushijima asks in concern.

“Please don’t come in.” Moniwa exclaims without looking at him. “Where are my gloves?” He clutches his hands in his chest, keeping it away from Ushijima’s sight. He’s breathing heavily, his heart is pounding like crazy and he’s feeling really faint. He’s a thread away from completely freaking out, and only getting his gloves back keeping him focused.

“Moniwa-”

“Where are my gloves?!”

Ushijima startles at the tone. “Inside the drawer,” he answers quickly. “Do you need-”

“I’m fine. Just… can you lea- can I be alone, please?”

It takes a few moments, but Moniwa hears the door close and as soon as it does, he dives at the drawer and snatched his gloves and hastily puts in on, scratching himself at the process. He stays there, backed in the corner by the bed and drawer and takes in deep breaths, willing himself to calm down enough for him to have the energy and capacity to leave.

He doesn’t want to go outside and see Ushijima, he’s not ready, but he has to if he wants to leave. Finally, he musters enough courage to stand and be done with it. If he doesn’t come out soon, Ushijima might just try to come in again, and he doesn’t really want that. He can’t.

He slowly opens the door and sighs with a small relief that Ushijima’s not waiting outside. He does find him pacing in the living room, and he stops when he sees Moniwa.

“I’m sorry about that.” Moniwa says in haste, avoiding Ushijima’s eyes. “Thanks for last night. I- I’ll leave now.” He rushes to the door but Ushijima’s in front of him in two strides, blocking his exit, and he almost whines because he’d been so close.

“I… Please… I made breakfast. At least eat.” Ushijima sounds so unsure, far cry from how he usually is.

Moniwa shakes his head, pointedly looking at the floor. “N-No. No need. I need to go,” he sidesteps, but finds himself blocked again, and this time, Ushijima’s stepped closer, his socked feet now almost directly in Moniwa’s line of vision.

He also sees a hand coming up to his face, but Ushijima must have seen him flinch because the long fingers curled on themselves before it can reach him.

However, the soft, pleading “Please, Moniwa. Please look at me,” does.

Maybe one day, Moniwa’s going to be immune to the way Ushijima is soft for him, but today is not that day.

Even though he knows he will regret it, he lifts his head and looks into Ushijima’s deep, olive eyes.

Suddenly, the overwhelming stress and panic brought by the day, the resentment he tries not to feel; the weight of the secret he’s been keeping; the affection he still has and cannot hide… culminates as unbidden tears that fall from his eyes.

---

Ushijima looks at Moniwa with wide eyes, rattled at the sudden outburst of emotion from him, wanting to wipe his tears, wanting to hug and comfort him. He does neither but takes Moniwa to the couch and makes him sit, while he hastily fetches a glass of water.

Moniwa is still sobbing when he comes back, and he hesitantly sits beside him and carefully smoothed a hand on Moniwa’s shaking back. His sobs dwindle down into sniffles, eventually, and he’s deemed it safe to offer the water, which Moniwa took.

“I’m sorry you had to see that” he says thickly.

Ushijima shakes his head, an unspoken ‘it’s alright’. It’s kind of painful to see Moniwa like this, especially after the years they haven’t had any contact. But just because that’s the case, he still wants to be someone Moniwa can feel safe to confide to. He tells him that as much.

All fight from Moniwa is gone, replaced with something akin to resigned acceptance. Perhaps it’s time to stop running away, and time to confront what has caused them to be in this predicament so they can both move on, in whichever direction this conversation will take them.

“I lied to you,” he starts. “About my hands. And my soulmate marks.”

Since it’s easier to show Ushijima than tell him, he peels his gloves off and while there is still hesitation, still the ingrained habit of keeping it hidden, he forces himself to bare it all and finally, finally reveals his palms to the very same person he said he’ll never show it to.

The soothing hand on his back stops and Ushijima inhales and stiffens beside him.

“My initials,” he whispers.

“It could be anyone,” Moniwa says, out of habit.

“No, that’s me.” Ushijima replies with conviction, as sure as his spike. Moniwa looks at him, then down to the hands that Ushijima also shows, palms-up.

He doesn’t see it a first, took a moment to find it, but in the middle of Ushijima’s large palm are letters.

Moniwa gasps, tears gathering in his eyes because his initials are staring right back at him.

“We’re…” he starts but cannot finish. He’s been denying it for so long despite wanting it to be true, but now it’s here, staring right in front of him, the possibility… the hope he doesn’t know he’s still harboring sparks, but he can’t. Not yet.

He takes the initiative, feeling braver than he’s ever been in his life and hovers his hand over Ushijima’s. He doesn’t know what he’ll do if it doesn’t burn. It’s cruel to have everything he wants, right in front of him only to have it pulled away at the very last moment.

Their palms finally kiss, the ‘W’ on top of ‘K’, and at first nothing happens. And Moniwa’s terrified at the thought that he’d needlessly suffered all this time, until a stinging pain shoots up coming from their connected palms, and travels over their arms, fire licking their nerves, warming up their whole bodies. It lasts only a few seconds, but it only needed that fleeting moment to confirm forever.

Moniwa cries for an entirely different reason. Ushijima finally takes him in his arms.

---

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Ushijima can’t help but ask, once they settle down. He asks, even though he knows the answer.

“You know why I didn’t tell you.” Moniwa scoffs wetly. “You were starting to make your lifelong dream come true. I’m so happy for you and I wanted to be there for you, with you but,” he sniffs, fresh tears spilling across his cheeks. “You didn’t want a soulmate; you didn’t want me. And I couldn’t hold you back, can I? I wouldn’t do that you.” He starts sobbing again, and every shaky breath he takes stabs Ushijima’s heart, and he thinks that no amount of apology can make it better.

“I’m so sorry, Moniwa,” he still says, wiping the tears with the pads of his thumbs. Gods, how sorry he is for causing him that kind of pain. For causing them this kind of mess. For denying them time they could’ve been together, because he knows that now.

How wrong he was about how his soulmate would just hold him back, because he knows, without a sliver of doubt that everything would have been better if Moniwa had been there with him. He doesn’t regret his decision, would never regret volleyball, it’s part of who he is and what he will always be. But what he does regret, so, so much, are his words.

“I realized how wrong I was, how misguided I was about the notion of soulmates when I met Iwaizumi in the US when I visited my Dad.”

He tells him about how it was an unexpected meeting but a pleasant one. How easy and fun it had been to talk to someone familiar, their shared love for volleyball an obvious topic of conversation, until it eventually branched out to what their respective teammates and other people they know have been up to.

He already knows Oikawa’s in Argentina -had been for a few years. He’s also heard the rumor that the two are in a relationship, but it still came as a shock to him to learn that they are actual soulmates.

He recalls being so confused at the thought of them being far apart, and more importantly, how fine they seem to be in that situation. Both are clearly driven to follow their passions. It’s not something that’s holding them back, instead it’s a force that keeps them moving forward.

“I will never forget what he told me. After that, I did a lot of reflecting and I understood how mistaken I had been. How calloused I was to say and do that to my soulmate -to you.”

Moniwa’s just looking at him, hanging onto his every word. “What did he say?”

Ushijima stares deeply into his eyes, feeling some of his own tears gather. “He said that it didn’t matter that they’re apart that moment. Because being soulmates is the assurance that at the end of it all, once they’ve done what they both wanted to do and became who they wanted to be, they will always have each other.

“Moniwa, I want nothing more than to undo the hurt I’ve caused you for these past few years. I would if I could.” Ushijima gingerly takes his hands in his, and still the phantom feeling of the confirmation of their bond tingles Moniwa’s palms. “I didn’t realize it back then, but since we’ve lost contact, since you’ve been gone from my life, something had been missing. Now I know why. I guess a part of me already knew that you’re my soulmate even before I did, even before we had each other’s initials.”

He laces their fingers together and clasps Moniwa’s hands in his tightly as he brings it up to his lips and kiss it reverently. “But I can only make up for it now, and I will make it up to you however you want, for the rest of our lives, if you’ll allow me.”

Moniwa realizes he’s wrong then, about being immune to Ushijima being soft, because he doesn’t think he will ever be. And even if he miraculously does then, he knows he cannot, will not, deny this man anything. He leans down and gives Ushijima’s hands a kiss of his own.

“I want nothing more.”

-----

A few years later

“Ushijima-san,” the courtside reporter starts, “congratulations on a good game! How does it feel to play your last game, not just of the season, but your pro career?”

“Thank you. It’s still surreal, I’m still having mixed feelings about it, but as they say, all good things must come to an end, eventually. And I’m fortunate I’m able to do that in my own terms, so it’s still good, overall.”

“Fans are eager to know, what’s next for Ushijima Wakatoshi? Are you going to leave volleyball behind? Or…”

“Oh no,” he says with a shake of his head. “I mean, just because I’m not going to play pro anymore doesn’t mean I wouldn’t play at all. It’s something that I’d like to do for a long time, as long as I still can. If not, then something related to it. I do have offers back home, but they’re not my priority now.”

“What’s your top priority at the moment, then?”

“Well, going home, back to Japan, for starters. I got recently engaged with my soulmate, so planning our wedding takes precedence before anything else volleyball related.”

Behind them, the cacophonous shouts of congratulations from his teammates are heard, some having popped party poppers and champagne. Ushijima is all smiles at the camera as he shows off his engagement ring.

---

Back in Japan, Moniwa watches the interview, while seated comfortably under the kotatsu, the ring in his finger catching the light, but nothing is brighter than his wide smile.

[moniwaskaname]

Ushijima: *staring intensely at Moniwa*

Moniwa: ... Wakatoshi?

Ushijima: I’m sorry, was I being proud of you too loud?

[finnthebunneh]

National volleyball player Ushijima getting his shit together to smooch his crush, aka Moniwa the kindergarten teacher, right before heading to an interview

[moramewhq]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Haikyuu!! Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Moniwa Kaname/Ushijima Wakatoshi Characters: Moniwa Kaname, Ushijima Wakatoshi Additional Tags: UST, college fic, and they were ROOMMATES, oh my god they were roommates, moniwa is thirsty Summary:

Moniwa Kaname is definitely surprised when he finds out his new college roommate is no other than Ushijima Wakatoshi, but that's nothing compared to the shock of finding out that he is a lot more into the idea than he thought he would be.

And a lot more into Ushijima, too.

[gilrael]

If you're taking rarepair drabbles, could I request Ushimoni at the movies?

I hope you enjoy this :D

Thefilm hasn't even started yet when Kaname suddenly feels hisboyfriend's large hand cover his own on the armrest between them. Italmost makes him jump out of his seat in surprise, but he somehowmanages to control himself.

“Whatare you doing?” he whispers, turning to look at Ushijima who simplyraises an eyebrow.

“We'reon a date. Isn't holding hands something you do on a date?”

Itis, but it isn't something they've done in public until now. But themore Kaname thinks about it, he realises what a perfect opportunitythis is. They are in a dark cinema, and once the film starts, nobodyis going to pay attention to them anyway.

Musteringall of his courage, Kaname flips his own hand beneath Ushijima's sothey can properly link their finger together. In response, Ushijimaflashes one of his rare smiles – just a little quirk at the cornersof his mouth, but enough to send Kaname's heart racing.

On Ao3

[shrimpyboke]

Title: Warm Hands

Pairing: Ushijima Wakatoshi/Moniwa Kaname

Word Count: 2801

Rating: Teens and Up Audiences

Potential Trigger Warnings: Some swearing? (But barely--like one or two words?)

Summary: 

The journey to Shiratorizawa is hard. But nearly freezing his hands off is worth it in the end.

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Hi @kaiisen!! I’m your secret santa from the @haikyuusecretsanta exchange. I hope you like it and that you have a fantastic holiday!

[ezzydean]

Could I ask for ushimoni (Ushijima and Moniwa) for the ten sentence meme, please? Thank you so much in advance, I really love your writing with all my hear

aww thank you for the kind words!

1. Angst“It’s him,” Wakatoshi says tersely before he turns on his heel and marches out of the room; the rest of them are kind enough not to mention the tears dripping down his cheeks as he makes his way out of the hospital.

2. AUKaname watches Wakatoshi shiver - just once - and shakes his head, smiling even as he grabs an extra blanket; desert dwellers have such a hard time in the depths of the forest’s cool embrace.

3. CrackWakatoshi and Kaname share a look when the girl behind the counter of the cafe starts singing and they brace themselves for the inevitable choreographed dance that everyone in the cafe will no doubt start up any moment.

4. Future ficHe sometimes jokes about regretting all of his decisions in life that lead him to a point in his life but in all honestly Kaname wouldn’t want to be anywhere but here: standing in the airport next to Tendou eagerly awaiting the arrival of Wakatoshi’s return flight and the return of his favorite person in the world.

5. First TimeWakatoshi’s hands are huge against Kaname’s body, huge and warm and comforting, and Kaname smiles at the careful way Wakatoshi holds him until it’s too much, too gentle and too soft and too careful, and he grabs Wakatoshi’s collar and pulls him close and takes everything that Wakatoshi is willing to give him.

6. FluffThe smell of grilled meat fills the air and Wakatoshi takes a deep breath as he steps through the doorway, which turns out to be a good thing because he gets the air knocked out of him when he sees Kaname at the stove, singing softly to the radio with a smile on his face and content as can be in Wakatoshi’s old sweater, and it hits him then and there that he will never stop falling in love with Kaname.

7. Humor“You do understand why this is funny, right,” Kenji asks, eyes lit with humor as he looks between them - and their matching outfits and unamused faces - with glee.

8. Hurt/ComfortHe doesn’t say anything, he doesn’t need to, he simply takes the tape from Wakatoshi’s hand and gestures for him to sit on the bench with a heavy sigh that Wakatoshi at least has the good grace to look somewhat chastened by.

9. SmutKaname will never know what ruins him faster: the matter-of-fact way Wakatoshi tells him exactly what he wants to do to him (and with him) or the matter-of-fact way Wakatoshi does exactly what he wants to do to Kaname.

10. UST (Unresolved Sexual Tension)Sometimes he catches Kaname laughing a little too hard at something he says, catches Kaname looking at him a little longer than necessary, catches Kaname’s cheeks going red when their eyes meet, catches the way Kaname licks his lips and rubs his hands on his pants like they are clammy and bites the inside of his cheek and shifts restlessly when they are close and he wonders if Kaname feels the same warmth in his veins, the same urges in his muscles, the same want simmering just out of reach that he feels when he’s in Kaname’s presence.

[hq-rarepairs-for-days]

Moniwa x Ushijima!

[stacysmash]

All is Fair in Love and Wizard’s Chess

Rating: Teen (mild language)

Relationships: Ushijima/Moniwa, Kuroo/Daichi

Word Count: 2,045

It was a stormy evening, the wind ravaging against the windows to Ravenclaw Tower, but inside remained calm as the fire crackled in the hearth nearby. When Kuroo entered the dormitory, it creeped him out that there was hardly anyone there. He spotted a lone figure waiting for him by the massive windows, gazing out in silent solemnity at the harsh rain. Kuroo licked his lips and moved towards him, wondering what was in store for him. When Matsukawa cornered him after dinner and told him Ushijima wished to speak with him, it almost felt like the head of a yakuza branch was summoning one of his minions.

His fellow fifth year turned his head slightly as he approached and gave him a curt nod.

“Kuroo. Thank you for coming.”

“Sure, what’s up, Buddy?” Kuroo asked, hoping to lighten the mood.

Ushijima took in a deep breath, as if he were a villain in a tale about to reveal his motivation in a lengthy exposition.

“I wanted to speak with you about a private matter… a sensitive one. I would appreciate it if no one else finds out about what we are about to discuss.”

“Sure, no problem. I can keep a secret.”

“Even from Tendou.”

Kuroo’s mouth dropped open in shock. Tendou was Ushijima’s best friend, it wouldn’t make sense for Ushijima to share something with Kuroo and not Tendou.

“Yeah, that’s fine, but why won’t you tell him?”

Ushijima’s eyebrows creased together slightly, and his eyes dropped with a hint of sadness.

“I would like to speak with him about it, but I cannot because…” He sighed heavily and closed his eyes. “He’ll just make fun of me.”

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