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mtchacrvle · 5 months

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• 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 •

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴜsʜɪᴊɪᴍᴀ ᴡᴀᴋᴀᴛᴏsʜɪ x ғʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ : you and ushijima used to date in high school, but unfortunately you guys broke up. after years of broken up with you, he felt empty. he have became the top 1 professional volleyball player, have millions of money, people love him but he still felt empty, week and he knows why.

⚠️ 𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙶𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶 ⚠️ : ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢ, ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏᴜʀ, ᴏʙsᴇssɪᴠᴇ ᴜsʜɪᴊɪᴍᴀ. Aɴᴅ ᴛᴇʀʀɪʙʟᴇ ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴀʀ

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"ha I'm so tired" you said with tired voice. it was Wednesday 5pm, ushijima just finished his usual volleyball practice and you guys are currently walking home. you could notice that ushijima was quite the whole time so you try to make small talk. "i saw the spike you did earlier and God you look so cool!". silent, you were holding ushijimas hand so you lightly squeeze his hand trying to get his attention.

nothing. "ushi?" "baby?" "toshi" you said little louder. he finally came back from day dreaming. "yes name?". "toshi are you alright?". he didn't say anything just stared at his feet. after felt like forever he finally spoke. "I think we need to break up". you just stared at him with full confused face. "what why? did I do something wrong?" you said concerned. he saw your expression and quickly interrupt "no no it's not that, it's just I want to focus on volleyball more. since we only have 4 months before our graduation. I really really need to be focusing on volleyball. I want to be the professional volleyball player and I can't have distraction..". he mumble the last three words but you heard him loud and clear.

you just stay quiet, trying so hard to to cry. "w-well if you want to focus on volleyball more sure i-i don't mind, we can just focus on volleyball more..t-there's no need for breaking up" you said hopping that he'll changed his mind. "sorry name I just can't. I'm sorry" he then let go of your hand. you felt like your falling at that time but you stay strong. "I see, if that's what you want, I'll respect that. didn't think you see me as distraction. well sorry if I'm distracting you or holding you back from your dream ushijima, I'm sorry. thank you for everything". and then you walk away he'll be laying if he said he's not sad. on the outside he may look calm or he doesn't care. but in the inside he practically crying, how could he not the person that he has a crush on for 4 year left him. well more like he let it go.

after you came home you just fell to your feet. you just to heartbroken. Is that how he really feels? that I'm holding him back..? you spent the whole night crying your heart out. the next morning you came as usual. you didn't like showing your weakness nor your sadness so you just bottle it up.

well your Best friend notice and you told her the whole story. since that you try to ignore ushijima as hard as you can. no matter what way if there's a way you'll use it. you then going out more trying to move on with the help of your best friend. mean while with ushijima, after he break up with you he didn't think bout you at all well almost, there's a few time where when he saw you and he wants to greet and hug you but stops bc he just remembered that you guys already broken up. slowly he forgets about you. he only have 1 priority and that is to be the number 1 professional volleyball player. eventually you already move on and so Is ushijima.

after 4 months you graduate and after that you immediately apply to a cooking school. you really wanted to open a cafe shop so you worked your butt off for this.

4 years has pass and you've been doing great, well can't say the same to ushijima. the last 4 years he's time and energy been paying off he is now the top 1 professional volleyball player. he's in the Schweiden Alders team. but something felt off, he didn't know what. he just felt unhappy, and he was confused. he got what he wanted, he has millions of money, thousand of fans, most of the branded company payed him to model for they're brand. but still he felt empty, weak, unmotivated. everytime he walked and saw a sweet couple he felt sad.

tendou eventually notice, "you must felt lonely ushikawa". "lonely..?". "well you haven't dated anyone since you broken up with name right? maybe that's why you're sad. you don't have shoulder to relax and relay on". ushijima didn't think that was the problem but after breaking up with you he somehow didn't have any interest on anyone sure there a lot of people hitting up on him but he just shook it off. it's not like he didn't think of having a s/o it's just no one attract him the way you do. maybe that's it he didn't want anyone else he wanted you.

"have you talked to name this past 4 year?". ushijima asked tendou with pure curiosity. "yea quite often, since I'm dating her Best friend we often talked". ushijima just stared at tendou. what since when tendou and name best friend dated?. "since when did you guys dated why didn't I know anything?". "I did ushikawa I told you almost a year ago. I said I'm dating someone". "you certainly did but you didn't mention who". " oh I didn't?" tendou chuckled. "it's name best friend, name tell me that she have been crushing on me and I've been crushing on her so here we are". ushijima knows that he shouldn't felt jealous hearing that tendou and name often talked but he knew he didn't deserve name attention after what he did to her.

"can you maybe tell me where name is? or where she currently live?" he actually shock himself up. why do he wanted to know where name is? they already broken up why that's that matter?.

"no clue I did ask Yuri (name best friend) but she refuse to tell me". that comment actually made ushijima mad. "why not?" ushijima asked with a annoyed voice kinda sound like he's angry. tendou saw the sudden mood change so he calmly reply "Yuri knew I'll tell you that's why she refuses to tell". ushijima just stay quiet.

after the talk with tendou ushijima rushed home to do some digging. unlucky for him and lucky for you he find nothing. days turn into weeks soon became into months. he was a MESS and thank God he still have few of your pictures everytime he's sad, angry or even he felt neutral he still look at your photo.

his everyday routine is usually come home around 6pm, shower, eat,and sleep and everytime before he slept he would open up his phone and look at your pictures imaging that you're still here with him.

after almost 9 months of searching you he still found nothing, Yuri refuse to talk to him nor give him your information, all Yuri said was "name is doing just fine".don't get him wrong, he's happy and relieved that you're doing fine but the information was not enough. everyday, every second his obsession grew bigger and bigger he became more crazier without you. during the months he search for you he kept blaming himself. he's the reason you broke up, he's the reason why you're depressed.

and all of those backfired to him.its been 1 year and still no sign of you. tendou would be lying if he said he's not worried for his best friend but he tried he's best helping him find name.

"Ushikawa you need to move on" tendou said with a worried tone."how can I, I'm the reason why me and name are in this mess". yuri overhead the conversation and what she told ushijima next made him regret his decision.

"when you broke up with name, she kept blaming herself for you guys break up. she felt bad for you bc she feels that she's holding you back. everyday she tries to avoid you." "what..why is she trying to avoid me?". " God bc what you've said. plus she don't want to break down in front of you, bc she knew if she face you she can't hold her tears" Yuri said sighing "she really love you yk. that's why I didn't want to tell you where she is. bc I don't want you to repeat the same mistake again and hurt her." and that Yuri got up and left leaving tendou and ushijima alone.

the thing that Yuri told him still playing in his head. I really hurt her. he went for a walk after he finished working out, and he went to a walk a little bit. while he was crossing the road he noticed a familiar face. he ran to the other side and ran to the girl. in his mind he knew he could be wrong but he doesn't care. after he felt like he have been running forever he cought the girl wrist.

when the girl turn around he was shocked to see the face that he has been searching for the past 1 year..the love of his life. "name.." name eyes were widen she has so many questions how did he find her? how did he recognized her? "name its you right" he ask the girl hoping that it's not his imagination. "uh yes I'm name". oh do you know how happy he is. "it's me wakatoshi" ushijima said with a happy voice.

Tbc....

This has been in my draft for MONTHS now, didn't think it was good enough to post but eh. It's a cliffhanger so I might do part 2 ? Hehe but that could take a while since I'm working on a new story, so stay stunned (⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆

#yandere #haikyuu!!#ushijima wakatoshi #yandere ushijima #yandere wakatoshi #shiratorizawa #yandere haikyuu #yandere ushijima x reader #yandere x reader

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shiratorizawa-can-step-on-me · 2 years

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Jealousy

(CTTRO: @YHURI ANGELA REYES)

orginal writer/author : @kedreyuri 💖

Yandere Shirabu Kenjirou x Fem reader

GENRE : YANDERE / ANGST / TOXIC <

ONESHOT <

"Who's this Echizen Sukira"

You flinched as Shirabu, your boyfriend asked monotone as he examined the phone's contact number.

"Sh-she's my co-worker at the office.."

He raised a brow not convinced on your statement.

"How would I know if this 'Echizen Sukira' is really a 'She'?"

"C-can't you tell by the name? She has a girl's na-"

Shirabu slammed his hand on the table you two are sitting on.

"Nonesense, Do you know where you are? This is Japan! This is Tokyo! Many of japanese men in here has a girl's name!"

You couldn't do anything but listen.

He scolded you for a while before muting himself to scroll further down on your phone's contact.

"I'm deleting it."

That Echizen Sukira is really your lady co-worker. But Shirabu just doesn't believe any of what you said especially if it's about you.

He handed your phone and locked himself in his room.

'Maybe he's studying medical Doctor's book again'

You thought in relief you'd be able to avoid your boyfriend even for a while.

He was just a middle school crush of yours.

You confessed to him and with your surprise he felt the same way about you.

However as days went by, his true personality is leaking slowly.

How he became overprotective

How he avoid you to people who can you steal your attention away from him, specially to a guy.

How he seize almost everything that makes you happy.

How he can be possessive at times when he's jealous. Or maybe even become violent when he reached his limits.

This relationship is Toxic. You wanted to end it but Shirabu never agrees but he just gives you punishments in return.

"Mine"

Lingers in your ear, as you heard him banging his things inside his room.

He's on rampage.

'Fuck'

He's mad.

But after minutes later he stopped.

That moment you took a peak at your phone seeing all your saved numbers from people close to you including your friend, workers, former colleagues and more are completely swiped deleted.

Only one number saved.

'Kenjirou♡'

His number was left.

You felt your eyes gets blurry but quickly brushed it off when you heard a door creak coming from his room.

You sniffed and hid your phone on the sofa's hand.

"From now on, my number is the only one allowed to be saved from your device. Remember that Y/N."

He said without hesitation

Which you replied with

"O-okay.. sure"

You were too scared of what he might do to you when you disobeyed him.

So you've got no choice but to follow.

"Come here."

He reached out his long arms for you.

With a wide smile. One of the reason you've fell for him.

You want to run and hug him tight and just cry it all out.

But he was the reason why you're so afraid.

"Don't make me repeat myself."

With that you're in his arms nuzzling deep onto his chest.

He tucked at the back if your ear the strands of hair blocking from your face.

He cupped your cheek and lifted it for you to face him.

He smiled.

"Look me in the eye you know, I love you.. right?"

That sentence made you wanna laugh at his face.

'Love? This is not how you show your love! This is abuse Kenjirou! You're doing all of this against my will!'

You wanted to shout it at him

But afraid of the punishment you'll face.

"I- I love you too"

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In the morning you too had to go to work.

Him as a Doctor.

You as a Regular worker at a development building.

"I'll see you later, hun"

He kissed your forehead before leaving.

You felt sad you weren't with him, you wish you two worked together.

That's a lie. A fucking lie.

You were so happy when he wasn't around, feels like you can freely play at the playground without any rules to obey.

You dressed up as well and headed to work.

Hours later,

After finishing the papers assigned to you.

Again you felt tired. But not because of the job you had.

Because again you'll deal with Shirabu.

You really wish you could stay here for long. Just don't go home again with him.

You closed your eyes for a good rest but was disturbed when your phone vibrates.

▪Message from: Kenjirou♡

~°•You're done with work right? I'll pick you up. Be there in minute.•°

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You sighed heavily and head outside to wait for your boyfriend.

But not so far on waiting you heard a familiar voice afar.

"Isn't that Y/N-san?

Y/N-san Hisashiburi! (Long time no see)"

You tilted your head to the side seeing Semi Eita your former schoolmate back in Shiratorizawa High.

You waved your hand and he greeted you with a tight hug, exclaiming he was so happy to see you again.

But as soon as he hugged you, you broke apart without your consent.

By grabbing your wirst fimrly

"K-kenjirou..!?"

You looked at your back seeing Shirabu in a white gown with used white glove on his lower pocket on the side.

He's face was dull mad.

Incredibly but you know he's still hilding back.

He shoot Semi a death glare when the ashen blonde grabbed your other wrist.

"Hey no fair Shirabu, I know yoy're her boyfriend but can't you atleast me catch up with her?"

"With what?"

Shirabu answered bluntly as he turned to face him.

"About things since she left colledge. You've been with her ever since because you're her boyfriend. You knew what happened and I'm curious so I'd like to catch up, come on shirabu! Don't be selfish!"

Semi whined as he kept pulling you near him.

"If you knew that I'm her boyfriend then why don't you let go? It's very inappropriate to held a girl's hand without her boyfriend's consent"

Semi raised a brow at his former teammate.

And let out a nervous chuckle still not letting go.

"What's wrong with you Shirabu? It's not like I'd do anything to her-"

"Shut up! Why can't you understand that you can't touch her?! Why don't you get the fact that I'm getting uneasy with you two alone?! You won't do anything? Well guess what, I don't trust you!"

Semi was shocked at Shirabu's loud and angry statement.

He unknownly let go of your wrist and laughed.

Making Shirabu more irritated.

"Pff.. so that's how you are, when you're jealous Shirabu"

Your boyfriend was urging to punch the ashen blonde but you pulled him hugging his arm and pleading to let it slide.

The rage on his eyes, melted down as he saw how scared you were.

He clicked his tongue before turning back

And dragging you along.

~~~

"K-kenjirou! Pl-please don't do this!!"

You screamed in a frightening tone as you stepped back hitting you back at the flat corner of the kitchen.

Shirabu, was approaching you slowly with a scalpel on his hand.

Suggesting he should carve his name on you to let everyone know you're his.

You feel down on your knees as kept backing away even tho you're stuck at the same position.

You still didn't stop begging him to let it go.

You're boyfriend was hard to convince.

He roughly grabbed you by your elbow and lift you up to his reach.

He pinned you against the wall by setting his knee in between your thighs.

His face was merciless, you knew you couldn't escape but never stop begging him.

He scanned your body before removing his gown on the way.

He left the blue T-shirt and blue sweatpants on his body.

He eyed your left wrist that was held by Semi earlier.

He grinned wickedly

"Ah, I should sign that wrist.. ut was held by a filthy hand earlier"

He grabbed it and leaned closer to his touch.

He started to carve the first letter.

You bit your tongue as the sharp scalpel were trailing to your wrist, holding you scream.

You shed tears as he kept scribbling his name. You were starting to let out a painful whimper and squirms.

You couldn't hold it any longer so you opened your mouth wide and screamed as if your life really depends on it.

You're starting to pull your wrist away but Shirabu would only deepen the scalpel making it bleed and hurt more.

You danced in pain as he mercilessly continued.

His name was really quite long so you tried again to pull but he narrowed his hand making his grip tighter to bled more.

You shouted cries, wince, and words at him like

"I'm so sorry! Kenjirou! Please! S-stop!"

"I'll never do it again! Please j-just stop!"

But neither of those he listened.

At the last letter finally you thought was over he thrust the scalpel deeper an inch away to your pulse, making scream louder than ever.

He never scratched any veins nor touch your pulse. He knew you'd die which he never wants to happen. Just a punishment.

You gasped for air rapidly as he stared at his work. Proud.

He smirked looking at his bloodied name carved on your sensitive skin.

He put the little knife away and carried you bridal style.

He gently kissed your forehead as you just cry in pain.

"I'm sorry hun, but it's also your fault.

I know it hurts but bear with it."

"I-I thought I was gonna die Kenjirou..!"

You have no more energy to shout more.

So it came out in your mouth like a weak puppy.

"Don't worry I won't kill you.

Look me in the eye, you know I love you.. right?"

You lift your head up wearily and stared at his eyes.

His dull brown eyes that is full with painful love.

Reposted with permission 😚✨

I just had to, cause I love this fic!

thanks again @kedreyuri !

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compressingsins · 8 months

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|| The Unexpected

Yandere Ushijima! x Chubby f!reader

Warnings : Obsessed Toshi, jealousy, forced sexual contact, forced orgasms, slightly OOC Ushijima, both reader and Ushijima are 18 y/o, (this is a forced lemon, please proceed with caution). Minors, please don’t interact.

"You act as if you do not recognize my feelings for you—I am in love with you, and graduation is almost here, meaning you'd be gone in a bit. However, I could not let that happen, letting you out of my grasp. You are mine, ____, I am here to claim you.”

Requested by; Anonymous

Please do not copy or rewrite my works without my permission. 🫥

"Ohhhh yeah! Graduation is nearly here, only a couple of days away!"

You were so excited, walking the halls of Shiratorizawa with your friend, also a volleyball player of the team. Shirabu, who was just as excited as you were, even if his calm demeanor didn't really express it, his smile said it all. You were nearly a straight A student, and having the opportunity to walk across that stage made you all the more excited, nearly cheering as you walked. "Yeah! I can't believe how fast these years went by. I also can't believe we won't be seeing each other, as much."

It was an understatement to say that you would be seeing them, as much as you do now, considering you're going out into adulthood to start your own lives. It bummed you out a little, in all honesty, but a quick smile pulled to your lips as you pat Shirabu on his back twice, for he was looking down a little saddened. You two always hang out so you could understand how he felt. "Don't worry, Shirabu! I'll make sure to keep in contact, with you and the others. I'll make sure to text you, at least fifty times a day!"

He could only smile, your bright personality always seeming to calm his nerves. A nod of his head showed that he was taking you seriously, knowing that you'd literally text him fifty times a day. Possibly even more, if you've got the time to do so. If you could add one more year to your high school education with him, you would honestly, if that meant you could still see him everyday but it is what it is.

You couldn't be in school forever, but you're really ready for college, having already made your choice. Since you were the manager of Shiratorizawa and a third year, this year was your last so you had a choice, and your choice was to attend a college. You didn't know where everyone on the team was going or what they've planned on doing after graduation, but you knew some like Ushijima would be staying in volleyball.

You honestly didn't know what Shirabu was planning on doing, so you looked at him, raising an eyebrow which made him turn to you with a confused expression and a hum of question. You weren't insulting him though, just really curious. "What are you doing after graduation, Shirabu? I don't think you've told me, honestly."

He looked at you for a moment, as if he was thinking just before his eyes went to the floor whilst answering your question. "Well, at first I didn't know, but I think I still want to play volleyball. I don't know what college I'll be going to though, but hopefully one with the best volleyball teams. A powerhouse team, just like our Shiratorizawa team was. It'd be awesome, if you could still be my college teams manager, though."

You lit up at the idea, but you had no clue as to which college he wanted to attend. It'd be awesome if you could be his manager, but it'd be different if the entire team was different, meaning you would have to meet an entire bunch of new people. Yes, you had to do that with Shiratorizawa, but they were more welcoming and open to you, which easily formed a bond with them.

If you tried being a manager with a college team, they may not be as nice, but it's just a thought. Plus, that's the same thought you had when you first became the manager of Shiratorizawa, thinking they wouldn't like you but honestly, they freaking loved you. None of them would shut up about you having to leave, well Ushijima didn't really seem to care, honestly. It bothered you a bit, however, you weren't going to tell him though.

You scratched that thought, returning your gaze to the bowl cut male, beside you. You realized you didn't reply to him, smiling to shake off your thought of Ushijima. Shirabu was really your bestfriend, so if he would miss you, then you were okay with everything else for now. Plus, you knew that everyone on the team was busying themselves with getting ready to leave the academy, so you didn't complain too much about it.

"Well Shirabu, we'll just have to see which college we'll be going to. I wouldn't mind being your manager, so I'll think about it! But, let's hurry, I know the team is waiting!"

"Yeah, right!" You two were on the way to the gym, as your team was doing one more team practice game, just before you were released into the real World. You of course wouldn't participate in the practice game, more like just cheer them on and enjoy your last game together, before your leaving.

Your grumpy old coach let you decide this, considering that when it came to you, he wasn't as explosive as he was with the guys. Everyone just all around adored you, as your calm demeanor and personality tended to sooth the tension between anyone, which they loved. It didn't matter how bad games gotten, even if that never really happened, you were always the one to say something to keep them going. You were the kind of manager to never lose hope on your team, no matter how many points you were behind, you'd always have something to say that would boost their confidence, bringing home the win.

It wasn't long before you two made it to the gym, the sound of shoes screeching on the floor sounding throughout the gym, and flowing into the hallway. You were so excited to see your team, since you didn't get to see them the other few days, as you were setting up the graduation ceremony. Some of it, at least. Your face lit of with a smile that was nearly brighter than the sun, seeing as your entire team turned to you with a smile, running at you which made you flinch a bit as they called out your name whilst charging at you. They looked so big, coming towards you...

"____!!!!"

All of them was running at you with open arms, causing you and Shirabu to freeze, your lips twitching thinking that you were about to get tackled to the ground. Well, they stopped once you all heard it. Heard him... you'd rather say...

"Hey! Sit your lazy asses down, and let ____ in the gym! For crying out loud, she just got here, give her some damn space!"

"Sorry Coach!"

You should've known your coach was going to say something, but it relived you that he did, considering your size compared to your teammates. They still proceeded to approach you, but more calmly this time, big smiles etched across their faces as you hugged all of them, one by one. Still though, Ushijima was the only one who didn't approach you, but you weren't really focused on that right now, just so you could catch up with your friends right here. You lastly hugged the little Goshiki, he always managed to brighten your day, and you really hoped he'd become the new Ace, of the team. He was that good, to you.

"Do you really have to go, ____?! I'm gonna miss you so much!"

"Okay Goshiki..."

You chuckled a bit, trying to calm him as he layed his head on your shoulder, both his arms around you which instinctively made your arms wrap around him, in return. You found him so cute, and his personality even cuter, considering that he always tried impressing you when he's playing, on the floor agaisnt other teams. You'd cheer for him, of course, but that didn't mean you didn't cheer for your other teammates.

He was so dramatic, with you, resting his head on your shoulder as he cried, real or fake you didn't know. You just chuckled, stroking his dark hair as his sobs only seemed to get louder, but you distracted yourself as you looked to another one of your teammates. His brownish orange hair catching your attention, you releasing the hold on Goshiki to hug Taichi as well.

"I'll be sure to visit you all, once I get settled into my college. Since I've already been accepted, y'know."

"Yeah totally, just make sure I'm the first one you visit."

"Nu uh, she's gonna visit me first!"

You could only smile as they tried debating on who'd you get to see first, who you honestly couldn't choose. However though, you always had an idea, one that you suggested to them almost immediately, smiling it out as you said it.

"Guys, how about my first week in college, we all get together and do something?! Or before the graduation ceremony, we could probably do a little get together, before we officially leave the academy?" They seemed to love the idea, all smiles appearing on each one of their faces, but one and that's Ushijima who decided to join the group, without you even noticing. He was quiet too, but he was listening in on everything you were saying with the team, and he wasn't really enjoying what he was hearing.

Low groans were coming from him, groans of disappointment and disapproval, but of course no one could hear them. His eyes were glazed over with slight anger, narrowed as he eyed you down, listening closely on what you were saying. He could feel the anger in his chest boiling, tightly straining the muscles in his arms, containing him from striking blows at something.

He didn't want anyone else hanging around you, but him and only him, that's why he was more quiet than usual. But once you glanced at him, you smiled and walked up to the taller male, his eyes softening as he looked down at your shorter figure, your arms extending to offer the male a hug. He doesn't give hugs, but to everyone and your surprise, he engulfed you in his arms, a genuine hug as he placed both hands on your back.

Considering the height difference, Ushijima had to bend down a bit, just to get a full embrace on your body. You melted into the hug though, but as it concluded, everyone was silent, more out of shock and surprise. For some reason however, the hug felt different... like something that you've never experienced before, but it was a good feeling. A feeling that you kind of didn't want to get rid of, a slight tint of pink ghosting over your cheeks, faintly.

His scent was causing your hold on his body to tighten, as he smelled of a bit of sweat and faint cologne, from an earlier time. You didn't want to seem weird or anything, so you tried releasing the embrace, but Ushijima wouldn't let go. Not yet, at least. You could hear the teasing words of your friends around you, and the gasps of some who were befuddled with the whole ordeal.

"Woooow, Ushiwaka! I never expected to see the day, you went soft for some girl." The red haired middle blocker, Satori Tendou, commented as his lanky body dramatically moved to insinuate his words. Your face was flushed blood red, by now, thinking the thumping of your heart could be felt on Ushijima's chest. He was so close as he held you flush agaisnt his body, which didn't sooth your nerves at all.

He did however loosen his hold on you and let you go, once he heard the voice of his bestfriend. You stood off to the side, patting the side of your thighs as your eyes trailed to your legs masked with black tights, then trailed to your feet to try and relieve the fast beats of your pulse, that was beating quickly with embarrassment. Ushijima stared at Tendou without a concern in the World, as what he just did to you was on purpose. He wanted everyone to see him do that, wanting everyone to know just who exactly you'd be giving your last and only hugs to. He wasn't going to speak on that though, only staring at Tendou with that usual bored look of his.

"____, isn't just some girl, Tendou."

His bland and short answer was to be expected, but it still made your heart pound agaisnt your ribcage. He was always this way so you were used to it, though everyone began to clear out as the two spoke, but with you still off to the side. You couldn't believe your friends, including Shirabu, left you in the middle of this conversation.

"You're right, she's a special girl. A really special girl, that I know you're soft for."

You didn't know if Ushijima was getting upset or not, but you began to slightly panick as Tendou proceeded to talk. There was absolutely nothing wrong with Ushijima being soft for you, but you didn't want him to get upset with that, as you don't really think that you're Ushijima's type. As bold as he is, he was possibly about to crush your self esteem, anyway. Standing between the two, you chuckled to try and brush off the conversation, averting your gaze between the two males. It's not like you were disappointed in Ushijima not liking you or whatever, you just didn't want to hear those kinds of words coming from his mouth. If you didn't know any better, you would probably say that Tendou is doing this on purpose, honestly.

"Hey guys, how about we just-"

"No, he is correct, ____," Ushijima looked down at you, his words penetrating your chest and causing a gasp to escape your parted lips, "You are indeed, a very special girl, to me."

"And it's unlike the great Ushiwaka to confess, something like this, wouldn't you agree too, ____?"

Honestly, you would and you did agree with that. Never have you ever heard him say something like this and hearing him say this to you, made it all the more unbelievable. It made you smile though, knowing that Ushijima did in fact care, to some extent which you didn't know how much but it was a good start. It may have started too late though, considering you're graduating in a few days. "I guess you're right, Tendou. Didn't think you'd be saying anything like that, about me, y'know."

Ushijima's deadpan facial expression was still unreadable, as he was looking down at you, but you weren't complaining about what he said. It was kinda nice actually, and you really appreciated what he said, since you thought that he didn't necessarily care for you? In the beginning. He's just so put together and private that you didn't know anything, so it was reasonable as to why you'd think that. He rarely even conversates with you anyway, so that's another reason you didn't think he was really interested in talking to you, or whatnot.

Whenever you two do talk though, he's always replying with the shortest statements, sending awkward tension between you two. At least you found those moments awkward, as you would always try engaging in a conversation with him, whenever you had a chance, but it gets shut down quickly. You were still his manager for now, though, but in your mind you would hope he considers you as his friend, as well. There was no telling what was going on in that mind of his, as he never exactly expressed himself, not to you at least. That's just who he is and you don't judge him for that, having accepted that when you first were introduced.

"Expect the unexpected, ____."

That was the last thing Ushijima said, just before he turned tails to proceed with team practice. You watched him walk away, gulping a bit as it nerved you for some reason, because you honestly wish he would sit down and converse with you sometimes like your other friends, on the team.

You weren't going to force him though, especially since you know that this is just how he is, and you didn't mind him being that way. If he didn't want want to open up and talk to you one on one, you honestly didn't mind, but you would at least like to know where he stands with you. Is he your friend, or what..? You didn't know that and you wanted to ask, but you were a little too shy when it came to being around Ushijima, by yourself. Just because he's... well, a little awkward and you didn't want to say or do anything that'll potentially make him upset, with you.

"Well right now, we should probably just practice and enjoy our time, before it's over. Y'know ____, just like he said, expect the unexpected." You narrowed your eyes at the red haired male, he shrugged as he began trailing over to the rest of the team. You just followed behind him, but your mind was so focused on what Ushijima said about you, but you weren't upset about it. It just surprised you, in all honesty as it was unexpected.

He's just never seemed interested in talking with you or anything, so you were curious if what he said was true or not. As usual, Ushijima's whole vibe was unreadable, but you also would think that he wasn't the type to joke like that. Seeming as he's always serious, well that's what it looks like. That was something you totally didn't expect, so you could agree with both their words... expect the unexpected.

You were super bummed that practice seemed to end fast, your teammates already leaving which kept you in the gym, as you always tended to clean up after matches. Everyone was tired so you didn't mind cleaning up by yourself, the silence making you feel at peace with yourself. It was nearly clean already, as you're currently taking down the net to place it back into the storage room, finishing it up easily by yourself.

The sound of shoes walking towards the exits notified you that you were alone, waving at your friends that were leaving. After this though, you'd have to finish helping set up the graduation ceremony, but you didn't mind it to be honest. Considering you've got the opportunity to walk across that stage and officially become an adult, it exicted you so much that you didn't mind helping set up everything for the ceremony. You were putting away the net and some volleyballs, along with the brooms you've used to clean up the gym. You were carrying them all at once, which made some fall from your hands, you having to put some down to get the ones that had fallen upon the floor. The only thing you could hear was yourself sighing, that's until you heard footsteps behind you followed by a deep voice, one that you recognize from your team.

"____."

Firstly you turned your head, setting eyes upon the source that called out your name. The tall olive haired male, Ushijima was in your presence once again, and alone which almost instantly caused you to become awkward. You began dropping everything, tripping over things, trying to calm yourself as your nerves went into overdrive, filling with unintentional tension. You kept saying sorry as you tried straightening your act up, but you didn't even realize that Ushijima found your actions cute. He wouldn't say that, however, continuing to stare at you with lightly tinted cheeks, both his hands balling into fists as he tried to contain himself. This was his moment, and he didn't know how to approach it, but he was thinking as he watched you.

One last object made you trip, falling on your bottom with your legs crossed, which embarrassed you. You sighed, just before helping yourself up knowing that he wouldn't, but it was okay. Using both your hands, you maneuvered your hands behind your back and down to your bottom, brushing off the little dirt and dust that managed its way on you as you fell. "Uh, I'm sorry about that! Hopefully, you can unsee that," A string of chuckles escaped you, awkward and embarrassed chuckles that Ushijima could easily catch onto but you proceeded to talk, questioning him. "Anyway, why are you still here? Everyone else already left, probably... twenty minutes ago."

"I am well aware of that, ____."

Instantly, your eyebrow arched up, confused and questioning him once again in your head. Everyone on the team was already gone except him, and you had no idea what else would make him stay. You clean up here by yourself nearly everyday, and the Ace has never stayed behind for you, as he was usually one of the first ones gone.

"Okay, then why are you still here?"

"Can I not stay behind, to accompany you, ____?"

It wasn't a bad idea, but you didn't like it for whatever reason. His bland facial expression always confuses you, leaving you bothered and concerned for whatever he was thinking. You just hoped you weren't upsetting the taller male, not knowing if he was actually capable of getting upset or not, considering that you've never seen it. But it was weird that he wanted to stay behind and keep you company, obviously he's not the type to do that. You weren't going to complain about it though, because you didn't know what triggered the male, or what would make him upset with you so you just decided to go along with it. Letting this situation flow like water, clearly.

"Well sure, you can."

Nothing else was said from him, but his body walking over to you, his shadow covering your entire figure. It was so awkward and silent, you didn't even know what to do nor say, as you could feel the males body heat on your back. Hesitantly, you looked behind you seeing as the olive haired male was standing really close to your body. He was like two or three feet away, and it was still uncomfortable to you no matter how many feet. You tried your best not to think much of it, but you couldn't help it, considering that you aren't very fond of people in your personal space. However, you didn't know what to say to Ushijima, him of all people was the most intimidating to you.

He's so quiet, big, and awkward to you and that's something you really didn't know how to deal with, as mostly all your friends aren't like this. Still though, you didn't judge him, but the intense look in his eyes made your entire body stiffen. He always looked like this, but that stare of his was practically making you shake to the bone. If he was here to talk to you, you didn't know but you stood up straight, standing completely in front of the male. Considering his height, you had to crane your head upwards to look him in the face, as that cold stare of his seemed to intensify. You didn't want to be here right now, for some reason, but you weren't going to say exactly that. "Um... I have to go... help with the graduation ceremony."

He didn't seem bothered by what you said, his large body standing in your way, blocking you from walking around him to leave. You were so confused, your eyes a little wide whilst staring at the male, who didn't even attempt to move away to let you leave. The tension in the small storage room was getting more intense, your heart thumping harshly agaisnt your chest. It was until you heard him say something, snapping you out of your trance.

"You are not going anywhere." The venom in his voice caused your body to tremble, as he seemed to be more serious than usual. His body turning and his arms reaching to close the door freighted you even more, and it made you more scared that you didn't know what the hell he was doing. You didn't want to stick around and find out, though.

"Ushijima, what are you doing? I gotta go help with the-"

"What you're going to do, is stay here and help me."

You weren't going to do that, at least it was in your plan, you shrugging off your fear to try and walk around the taller male. He easily blocked your way with a single step, once again in your full view, your eyes going up to the males face. He was still looking down at you, his eyes still dark and intense which brung your fear back. You had no idea what he wanted, and the click sound of the storage room door scared you more, indicating that he looked you both in there. It was honestly scaring you and pissing you off a bit, not knowing what he had in store drove you crazy, because this was also a bit creepy. What in the World could the great Ushiwaka need help with?

"Um... wha—what do you need help with?"

He didn't answer you, not verbally at least, but visually when he began approaching you. His hands went to your arms, holding you down which made you begin panicking. Why was he manhandling you, his grasp on your arms really tight which didn't really give you room to struggle. He was only staring at you, with his usual calm face but that didn't better the situation. You just wanted to leave, but he wasn't allowing you to wiggle out of his grip. Everytime you moved though, his hands on your arms tightened, nearly breaking your bones at the moment.

"If you struggle against me, I will not be gentle with you." Your eyes widen and your body went stiff, the males grip on you loosening but he didn't let you go. You were beyond petrified with his statement however, because what in the fuck does that mean? You honestly didn't know and you weren't eager to find out, just to be honest with yourself. "You act as if, you do not recognize my feelings for you." That sentence caused a sharp gasp to escape your lips, did you hear that right? "I am in love with you, and graduation is almost here, meaning you'd be gone in a bit. However, I could not let that happen, letting you out of my grasp. You are mine, ____, I am here to claim you."

What the hell? You were confused as shit, as you've never heard Ushijima talk like this, not in your presence at least. Whatever this was, you weren't interested in it, because you were more scared than excited to see what he had in mind. You just wanted to go because something about this situation, did not feel right at all, but you couldn't pinpoint it. "What do you mean by, you're here to claim me? Listen Ushijima, I really don't have time-"

His grasp on you tightened, pulling your body flush against his bigger build, your eyes nearly popping out of your head as you felt a stiff object against your thigh. Was this some kind of sick joke, or is this what he meant by he needed your help with something? You honestly didn't know, but you still weren't interested in knowing.

"You are mine. I have been in love with you, far too long and you have yet to realize my feelings, for you. Never have I ever felt this way for someone. You are not going anywhere, until I claim what is mine. No matter if you were to graduate, I'd follow you as I've already planned. Though, our earlier conversation, with Tendou, made me want you even more. I see how my teammates look at you, that is why I'll be claiming you here and now."

Still though, some fight electrified your veins, pushing some courage back into your body as you once again tried wiggling out of his grasp. Your movement was just making the male groan deeply, your thigh was rubbing against the hard muscle agaisnt you. He welcomed that, honestly. "Are you crazy, Ushijima?! Let me go, before I tell coach!"

"We are close to graduating and adulthood, meaning he can no longer tell me what to do, nor you. You can struggle all you want, you will be mine." In an instant, his hands were on your clothes, snatching them away from your body, your tights being the first thing to go. You were panicking now, trying your best to scream but who would hear you? Everyone left already so there was no one who could come save you, from this man.

"What the- what the hell, Ushijima?! Let me fucking go!-"

"If you keep struggling, it will just get worse for you. I will not take you gently, if you keep fighting me with this."

You still tried pushing him away, as you didn't hear the words he just stated. His hands tore your tights completely off just before one of his hands went to your chest, ripping your shirt open, the buttons flying in different directions. Your bra was on full display to the male, as your insecurities began to arise but he didn't seem to care. His right hand was fondling your breast, and your hands began trying to pry his hands off your body, but his left hand easily took both your hands in his to pin above your head. All you had was your legs to kick at him, but those kicks were doing absolutely nothing to him. His grip on your wrists were tight, and all you wanted to do was scream.

He was staring at your chest, the fabric covering it making his body even hotter than it already was. Your chest was heaving quickly, his eyes slowly trailing to your face but he didn't say anything, and you ceased your kicking once he did. You both were locked in each other's gaze, and it made all the fear in your body rise again. His right hand was removed from your body, going to his own and to the hem of his shorts, pulling them down which made you panick. He didn't seem to care about your reaction, his eyes still focused on you as he pulled them down. You weren't even sure if you were dreaming or not, because this did not feel real, at all.

"Ushijima! Stop, what are you doing?!"

His hand continued pushing his shorts down, until they fell to his ankles and upon the floor before he stepped out the holes of the shorts. The boxers that were restraining him did little to cover him up, and it made you panick even more. This wasn't right, as you two are still in school no matter how close graduation was.

His hand that was on the hem of his boxers stayed there, calming your heaving chest and beating heart, but it didn't sooth the situation. Your insides were screaming at you right now, your brain punching you to fight this man off of you. It's obvious that you aren't going to like what he was planning, it didn't take a rocket scientist to know. "You belong to me and I belong to you. After this happens, you will not be able to leave me."

"Why didn't you just ask me out, like a logical person would, Ushijima?!"

He paused from your outburst, and you did as well, since you were the type to not really raise your voice. His hand on his boxers slid them down a bit, riding a little under his v line, but you refused to look at what he was doing. He didn't seem to care for how you felt in this situation.

"As close as you and Shirabu are, I know what his real intentions were."

You gasped, eyes wide listening to the words of Ushijima. You didn't speak though, just listening to him continue with what he had to say about Shirabu, your bestfriend. If Shirabu had a secret he was keeping from you, you sure as hell haven't even heard of it, didn't even have a hint of it. "He has told me that he would ask you on a date, after graduation. I refuse to let him have you, for I know you would not deny his feelings. It is clear that you love Shirabu, when you should be loving me. You belong to me."

Of course you love Shirabu, but you didn't know what level of love it was on. You didn't even know Shirabu loved you, as much as Ushijima said and you believed him because, when has Ushijima lied? You can't recall, even if you tried but you still would've preferred him just asking you out.

You know you wouldn't reject Shirabu, so all Ushijima would have to suffer was a rejection, but he's attractive enough to get someone else so that's why it confused you. Out of everyone. "Why do you want me, out of everyone in this school I mean... I'm nothing special, I'm just your manager! There are girls who are way slimmer and prettier, than me!"

You hated admitting that, but you knew it was true and that's why you said it, because you needed to know why he wanted you of all people. It's okay that he finds you attractive, but this wasn't what you should do, if you wanted to show someone that you found them attractive. He still didn't seem to care about what you were saying, his eyes burning holes in your skull as if he was seeing right through you. This would be the last thing you'd expect him to do to you, and it really confused you as to why he was doing this, because he was supposedly in love with you. You listened to his words though, as he spoke.

"I told you before, that you are special to me. No other girl could compete with you, ____. Skinny or not, your weight is what attracts me to you. Besides your personality, how you tolerate me even if you know how I am. It is obvious that people get annoyed by my ways, but you do not seem to care. That is why I want you and only you."

His hands pushed his boxers completely down before you could say anything else, your eyes widening once that stiff organ bounced out and stood at attention. You gasped, really getting a feel on the entire situation and once he brushed the tip agaisnt you and he was still standing some parts away from you, it really showed you how big he was.

Way bigger than you would've imagined, and it scared you as you realized what was about to happen. He didn't just have extreme length, but major girth that seemed a little too heavy for him to carry around all the time, the twitching veins intimidating you. Also the amount of leaking pre-cum scared you. In an instant, you were on your back on the mats that they use sometimes in the gym, to rest. Your hands were still pinned above your head though and when he flipped your skirt up to lay agaisnt your stomach, you once again tried kicking at him. He easily slid his body between your legs, his length too resting on your abdomen.

You froze, feeling his balls agaisnt your covered heat, your legs ceasing and your body stiffening once you felt the heavy cock resting on you. He was staring down at you as you were staring up at him, his eyes holding nothing but want and need for you. You've never done this before, so that's why it scared you more. It didn't take long for him to push himself back off of you with your hands still in his hand, just so he could push your panties aside and pull back enough to grip his throbbing cock. A sharp gasp escaped you, your legs beginning to kick once again, but it wasn't bothering Ushijima. You just wanted to reason with him, at least try to because he was obviously not stopping.

"Wait wait, Ushijima!” He ceased his movements, as his eyes trailed back to your distressed face. You were relived, thinking he was actually giving you a bit of mercy. "You don't have to do this! We can just... just go on a date, and see how it goes! We can both just forget that this ever happened!"

"I am afraid that I cannot do that, nor do I trust your words that you won't tell anyone."

"Ushijima please-!"

He cut you off with a harsh penetrating thrust into your body, the wind being knocked out of you as your hymen snapped. You practically screamed out, but he used his right hand to cover your mouth, his own eyes and teeth closing shut from the tight hold you had on his thick cock. The other thing is that he wasn't even all the way inside of you, but he was still pressing agaisnt your cervix, which soothed the pain by a lot, your cunt spasming violently around the thick cock lodged inside of you. He was panting heavily as both his hands went to your hips, trying his best to push himself deeper inside you.

Your back arched so much into the male, allowing his cock to slide in easier but slowly which caused a slight burning feeling. He was pushing past your cervix, placing himself inside your womb until his hips were flush agaisnt yours. He thrusted once, before you nearly cried out, your walls clamping around his length, gushing out around it to coat his abdomen and thighs. He was confused, until he looked down to see your pussy convulsing and squirting on him, your body shaking which notified him of what he did to your body. He just made you cum from entering you, barely doing anything which made the male crazily smirk. His grip on your hips tightened, slowly pulling out before thrusting harshly back in, his cock easily kissing your cervix.

Your hands were trying to find anything to hold onto, since Ushijima was sitting up and rapidly thrusting deeply inside your overstimulated pussy. Deep grunts and groans came from the male, his hands grabbing yours to put them on his shirt, your hands instinctively gripping it as he picked up his pace, the obscene squelching sounds meeting your ears. There was barely any pain, his cock hungrily trying to get all your juices to coat him, his eyes looking down at your joined bodies watching as your sheen coated him. He let his head fall back, thunderous moans escaping his chest from how tight you were. Water was trickling from your eyes, warming your cheeks in an onslaught of pleasure that your lower regions were recieving.

"Fuck..! You're so tight for me ____, I love you..! Keep squeezing my cock, just like that—ngh!" You could barely focus on his deep voice, for another orgasm was winding in your abdomen, Ushijima's thrust were so intense and strong that it had the mats underneath you nearly sliding you off of it. His hands went to your legs, pulling them agaisnt his body as both his hands slammed on the sides of the floor, trapping you underneath his body.

In this position, his cock seemed to push pass your cervix, fucking into your womb which made the male growl like a beast. One of his hands went to your hip, holding you there whilst he fucked down into your weeping pussy, his huge cock opening you so wide to his cock. The feel of his balls smacking your ass had you screaming his name, the male grunting in your face. “Ushi..!"

You couldn't even get his name out, each pounding smash of his hips agaisnt yours keeping your words in and letting your moans out. Both your eyes were closed tightly, all that was heard was your synchronized moans and your individual screams. It wasn't long before your second orgasm broke, your grip on his shirt pulling him down on your body. "Wakat..! Ushi..!"

You didn't know what you were saying, the male still pounding into you, but slowly as your walls securely took a grip on his thick shaft, keeping him almost trapped inside you. It took so much effort for him to pull out, his grip on your waist becoming painfully tight but you couldn't respond to that.

You were so tight that it nearly pained him, an unexpected deep moan escaping him while his hips slowly continued to sink inside of you, your body shaking and your head against his chest to conceal your screams and shameful moans. The male slowly fucked into you, letting you ride out the parties of paradise enhanced in your pussy. Your eyes were burning with overstimulated tears, a white coat of your cum coating his cock in a ring of your juices, that now belonged to him. You couldn't believe how good he was making you feel, but you still didn't want it to be this way, losing your virginity in such a forceful way.

Once his hips came to a stop, he pulled out and layed you on your stomach, on the mats you were currently layed on your back. You couldn't do anything, as he once again lined his throbbing length up with your spasming pussy. He didn't waste anytime with sheathing himself balls deep into you again, your body screaming almost. He didn't even give you time to recover from your orgasm, his hands going to your hips as he pulled you back with his aggressive thrust. He seemed to hit deeper in this position, your walls feeling the thick veins protruding his length, but his thrusts weren't as hard as they were the first time.

They still kissed your cervix sweetly though, his balls now smacking your clit that was already overly stimulated and leaking with your own juices. His hands went to your front half, pulling you up and forcing your body to arch into his thrust, now his cock sweetly caressing your g-spot. His hands were placed on your throat, his eyes looking down to where he was entering your body from, loving the sight of your small pussy trying to eat up his cock. It was kind of hard for him to thrust back into your body, but when he did, it felt like absolute heaven to not only you, but him too. "I'm coming..! I'm coming, ____! I want you to take it all..!"

You began panicking, but you couldn't get out his grasp as your body already felt like it was jelly. Your hands could only hold onto the mat underneath you, feeling his thrusts speed up which caused a clapping sound to secrete in the room. His thrusts were so hard, your body convulsing as another orgasm formed.

Your entire fate was sealed, you'll be with him forever if he gets you pregnant, and you couldn't let that happen but what could you do? Absolutely nothing, but take him deeply inside you. His moans were getting louder, his hands around your throat before he pulled you flush agaisnt his chest. Both his arms were around your chest, one hand going to your throat and squeezing it as he began slowly sliding in and out of you. The sounds were so erratic, and you couldn't help the way your walls trembled as you listened to it. "Scream out my name, ____..! Tell me... tell me you love me..!"

His pace picked up again, your orgasm snapping harshly in your abdomen, your legs kicking under you as he continued to drill through your orgasm. This one was more intense than all the other ones, seeming like it ripped your entire body with tidal waves of pleasure. A harsh smack on your ass made your body jolt, as you screamed out the words he demanded you say. "I—I love you..! Wakatoshi..!"

His grin widened, his body went stiff as he plunged himself deeply inside of you, his lips latching onto your neck as he moaned agaisnt you. You could barely register the hot pulsing liquid surging throughout you, the male biting a deep mark into your neck. His orgasm was so intense that slight tears escaped his eyelids too, as he's never felt something this good. He definently wasn't planning on letting you go, at all. You're finally his, and will always be his.

Literal tears escaped your eyes as another orgasm broke over you, one not that hard but enough to have you screaming. He held you close to his body, slowly grinding his hips agaisnt yours to empty out his seed into your womb. His grasp on your throat was removed though, before his arms went to wrap around your waist.

A stinging pain was on your neck, and that was when you realized he imprinted a dark hickey on you. Your body fell agaisnt the mat, his hands holding his body up and off of your body. He was still deeply seated inside you, his cock still pressed firmly against your cervix. You could still feel him cumming, your eyes shut still feeling the thick spurts of his seed filling your womb. His hand went to caress your ass, before you heard his deep rumbling voice.

"You will not go to college, ____. You will be with me, at all times, no matter what. No matter how much you want to leave, I will punish you, if you do not cooperate with me." You were so ready to graduate, as you didn't think it would turn out like this. It was correct to expect the unexpected.

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Haikyuu Dick Headcannons, Pt. 2

Ft. the Shiratorizawa men: Wakatoshi Ushijima, Eita Semi, Satori Tendou, Kenjirou Shirabu, Tsutomu Goshiki

Tw: implied yandere, masturbation, excessive talk of cum, spitting, facials, implied breeding, pubic hair, oversensitivity, fem reader, MDNI

Because I've sort of been neglecting my followers who came for Haikyuu content, here you are! Hopefully this will tide you over for a while <3

He’s easily six inches, and thick. It resembles the cock of a porn star; every virgin’s nightmare, with a few veins puffing out and a defined, swollen mushroom tip that always just barely slips inside you with a soft pop!Maintenance isn’t too big of a concern for him - he doesn’t really trim, instead preferring to just let it all grow wild but shower frequently to minimize any sort of odor. He doesn’t really like the way he looks shaven, not totally understanding why he should bother, because it’s natural and it’s his body. He doesn’t expect you to shave either, and will in fact question you relentlessly if you do. He’s decently sensitive, mostly because he doesn’t have a whole lot of experience - both with other people and with himself. He doesn’t jerk off much, and as a result he always lets out these slight, barely-there gasps when you touch him. He likes when you pay attention to his slit, especially if you dip your tongue against it, and his hips always jerk forward, cock pushing into your mouth and nearly choking you because it just happens so fast and forcefully – he doesn’t mean to do it, he just can’t help it. (He’ll always cup your cheek afterwards, his voice strained as he asks you if you’re okay, and he’ll promise to be gentle moving forward – which lasts right up until you pay attention to his slit again, and the cycle continues.) His balls are also pretty sensitive, and actually likes it when you go a bit rough on them – squeeze hard, and he’ll groan your name and shut his eyes tightly, brows scrunching together and his knuckles turning white as he clenches his fists.

His cum is thick, and always warm – warm enough to be considered hot, really. It smears across your skin really easily when you try to wipe at it, leaving a film that can only be removed with cold water and soap, but it’s not too big of a deal because he doesn’t produce too much of it. He shoots moderately far, and he’s only able to conjure up a good three or four spurts before he’s spent. This makes cleanup pretty straight forward because although he likes seeing you with his cum on your face, he wants to be able to kiss you and trace your lips, and he’d rather clean up the mess first and then press you up against his chest to sleep. He prefers to come inside you, and will actually have to be persuaded and explicitly asked before sex if you want him to come somewhere else – it just feels more natural to finish inside you, especially because he tends to lose all self-control once he sinks inside you. (He also likes to stare once he’s pulled out, watching how some of it oozes out and dribbles down your ass cheeks, and will often reach down to stuff it back inside, getting it all over his fingers and spreading them lightly to see the way tendrils of it stick together. He’ll even show you, telling you that he wants you to keep it all inside, where it belongs.) When he’s coming he’ll always make eye contact with you, unwavering even as his hips jerk and spasm, even if he’s groaning and his arms are giving out. He likes the intimacy of eye contact and will sometimes even lightly grasp your chin and force you to look at him while he fucks you. He’s a groaner, for the most part, the sound low and rumbly, but when he gets close the groans becomes more like moans, a little higher and a little more upturned at the ends, the pleasure starting to bleed into every part of him.

His favorite way for you to touch him is just a simple, straight-forward handjob. Because he’s not that familiar with jerking himself off, there’s still a bit of thrill when you wrap your hand around his girth, your fingers barely meeting around the sheer size of him. Plus, it feels better when you do it – his own fist doesn’t rub against him the same way yours does, and he doesn’t get as sensitive with his own touch as yours – he’s told you that you jerk him off better than he can, and he means it. He likes when you go slow, flicking your wrist as you near his tip, keeping a steady, consistent rhythm and letting the dull pleasure build. He’ll keep his eyes fixed on you, watching your face and staring at your body, not saying much as you slowly work him closer and closer, simply content to just observe you as you pleasure him. He likes the intimacy of the moment, how you’re taking care of him and willing to spend so long just to make him feel good (it’s really not that long – six or seven minutes, maximum). It makes him feel special, and he’ll always end up thrusting back against your hand, getting himself just that tiny bit deeper, adding a tiny bit more friction, feeling just a tiny bit better knowing that he’s essentially fucking your hand. Reach down and play with his balls as you stroke him – lightly tug at them, rolling them between your fingers and squeezing. You’ll feel him throb in your hands, this vulnerable, genuine gasp falling from his lips, and although he’s not particularly vocal, he likes it when you are. He wants you to narrate to him what you’re doing, telling him how you’re feeling, even when he’s the one receiving the pleasure. It doesn’t have to be much – just a simple you’re so big, ‘Toshi making him bite his lip, defined abs contracting and trembling as he lets a rushed coming, just enough warning for you to prepare as ropes of warm, sticky cum shoot out, landing all over your hand and coating you in white. He wants you to lick the cum off your fingers one by one, slowly and not breaking eye contact, but he’s too shy to tell you, instead content with seeing it all over your skin. He just likes how sweet the moment is, and although he’ll immediately return the favor by settling his face between your legs for however long you’d like him to, he comes best when you’re touching him in simple, genuine ways. (And, when you’re looking at him and playing with his balls. That certainly doesn’t hurt.)

He’s thoroughly average – five inches, average girth, average sensitivity, just a truly utilitarian, satisfactory cock. However, Eita’s got enough experience to know what to do with said cock, how to make you cry out and cream on him and clench down on him like a fucking vice. He’s very observant, eyes always watching your reactions to things, studying the way you bite your lip when he’s thrusting into you, the way you grip at the sheets, even the way you moan his name. He’s perfected the art of rolling his hips, actually thrusting rather than jackhammering, pushing in fast but pulling out slowly so that you can feel every ridge and inch of him. He’s also got very good aim – once he’s found your sweet spot, he’s able to target his thrusts pretty precisely, hitting at least the general area with every punch of his hips. The end result is that you almost always end up coming on his cock, his thumb pressing circles against your clit to help you along. And this is great news for Eita, because he gets so much more sensitive when there’s copious amounts of slick helping guide him in and out, the extra wetness and warmth giving him just the right amount of extra stimulation to send him over the edge. He keeps himself mostly shaven, liking the way it looks, but occasionally he’ll slack a bit, leaving a layer of light stubble that tickles your cheeks when you’re taking him in your mouth.

He's a shooter, but it’s a pretty weak stream. There’s not a huge amount of force behind it, so when it lands on your body it feels like gentle rain – just with very large droplets. His cum actually tastes pretty decent, which is shocking because his diet isn’t the best, especially when he’s on the road. He likes coming on you, but the longer he spends being sexually active with you, the more he finds himself being drawn to finishing inside you, cock plugging you up between your legs. He’s always fascinated by the side of how your cunt – still convulsing a bit after the orgasm he just gave you – pushes a bit out rhythmically. (Sometimes, when he’s trying to brainstorm for song writing, he’ll think back to those rhythms, inspiration suddenly hitting him as he writes a love song, lyrics full of sexual innuendos and yearning.) Eita doesn’t come too terribly quickly, but even if he does it’s okay because he’s able to recover pretty quickly, only needing a good five minutes before he’s rock hard again, cock still covered in his cum and drooling more pre. He really enjoys overstimulating you, so this comes in handy often. He’s decently vocal during sex, but his talking takes a sharp uptake as he nears his orgasm, the words growing less understandable and more rushed as he gets closer and closer. He curses a lot, labored breaths of shit or fucking hell, babe slipping past his lips. And when he’s right on the cusp, he’s slurring out compliments and praises of you, telling you that you’re so damn pretty, lamenting on about how he loves you, chanting like a prayer mine mine mine. He hips go stock still when he’s coming, completely frozen inside you except for the pulsing, letting your walls clamp down on him and furthering his orgasm.

His favorite way for you to touch him is head, but particularly where he’s in control. He’ll always let you have your fun at first when you get on your knees for him, letting you suck and kitten lick at his tip. He’ll let you do whatever you want at first – his hips will buck a bit if you suck really, really hard at the head, but he’ll let you do whatever feels right. Eventually, though, he’ll reach a point where he wants to take over, because you pleasuring him is teasing him, not giving him quite what he’s so desperately seeking. And so, he’ll tangle his fingers in your hair, physically moving your head rather than thrusting himself, treating you like some glorified hole for him to fuck. He’s still muttering all those compliments from before, telling you that you look pretty below him, that your mouth feels good, that he’s wanted this for so damn long, all the while feeling his orgasm draw closer and closer. But the fantasy really comes into play when he finishes – wrapping his fingers around his base, pulling your head off of him and vigorously, violently rutting his fist up and down, jerking himself off as his orgasm builds and builds and builds, eventually crashing down and making him slur out your name, your mouth wide open as he aims his cock, tip right above your open mouth. He wants to control where it all lands, all against your tongue, lolled out and waiting for him. There’s something about the sight that gets him panting, and when it’s all finished he’ll want you to make a show of swallowing it, opening your mouth back up to show him you’ve gulped down every last fucking drop. He’ll want you to lean in and suckle at him a bit more, tongue swiping out to catch any remaining bits of cum, licking him clean and making sure to take everything he’s giving you. It’ll get him shivering in oversensitivity, not quite ready for another round yet, but he doesn’t mind the pain – not when he's got you on your hands and knees minutes later, sinking into you with a thumb working diligently against your clit, determined to make you feel the same as him if not even better. (Often, when his next orgasm hits him, nothing will even come out – he’s shooting blanks, every bit of cum he had to offer already having been swallowed by you earlier.)

He’s five inches, the average size but with a few above average details. When Satori gets hard, he really, really does - when you reach out to grasp at him, fingers wrapping around his shaft, he’s truly solid, truly firm to the touch. If you try to squeeze you’ll be met with resistance, his cock so genuinely swollen and desperate to be inside of you that he’s rock fucking hard. He’s veiny, too; they criss cross and decorate the length of his cock, sitting up raised and sensitive to the touch. The kind of veins you see on posts of men smoking cigarettes and having long, nimble fingers – those kinds of veins. He likes when you trail your tongue lightly along the different lines and patterns, a draw-out hiss slipping past his lips as his eyes flutter but don’t quite shut. His cock goes bright red the moment he gets hard, the pretty rose color standing out against his pale skin, nearly matching his hair. Depending on the day you catch him, he can be a bit insecure about his cock; he wants you to like it really, really badly, and the first time you’ve got him naked in front of you, he’ll be blushing and watching your every expression, hoping and praying that you like what you’re seeing, what you’re tasting, what you’re feeling. It spurs him on to hear you praise him, and the moment you say anything positive about his dick, he’s fucking you harder, faster, deeper, anything to get you crying his name and clenching down on him like you’ll never let him pull out.

His cum is thin, always running down your skin and leaving a milky trail behind. It’s plentiful; there’s just so much of it, and when he’s stuffing your mouth, he’ll often have to pull out and finish on your face to avoid choking you. (He likes this, though, if only because the sight of you with his cum dripping past your lips and down your chin gets him ready for round two, the urge to stuff every possible hole full of his cum making him near feral.) He dribbles a bit, streaming out of his tip as he pants and groans, like a faucet that hasn’t been turned off with the way it just keeps coming. His favorite place to finish is on your breasts, liking how it looks against your soft skin. He likes to scoop some up with his thumb and rub it against your nipple, smearing it and leaving a sheen against the pebbled skin. When he comes, his whole body jerks, spasming and shuddering, and he even writhes a bit, as if the pleasure is just too much for him to handle. He’s trembling before, during and after he finishes, needing quite some time to calm down. He has to reach out and grasp onto something (normally it’s you or the bedframe), trying to ground himself because his orgasms are powerful, sucking the air out of his lungs and leaving him unable to walk for a few minutes without his knees buckling. He’s a moaner, too, always saying your name or mindlessly babbling, just needing some way to express the pleasure he’s feeling all because of you.

His favorite way for you to touch him is when you ride him, bouncing yourself up and down on top of him as he lays down, clutching at the pillow behind his head. He likes the way you look, especially when you lean down too, your tits squishing against his chest as your hips keep working away at him, alternating between grinding down and thrusting, never quite letting him comfortable before changing it up. He likes when you kiss him while you fuck him, and his lips will be insistent, eager, the kiss wet and sloppy and fully of passion. He’ll ask to touch you, bringing his hands up to press against your back, tangling into your hair, cupping at your ass, always wandering and wanting to grab and touch more and more. He likes the way your cunt grips him, milking him for all he’s worth as you use him, his cock like your own personal dildo as you make a mess of him. It feels like heaven, and if you bring two fingers down, slipping them past his lips? Well, Satori is immediately sucking and moaning around them, the only thing he possibly enjoys more being when you spit into his mouth. He likes giving you control, and feeling the way you take charge and squeeze around his length gets his head spinning and his chest heaving, his orgasm drawing closer alarmingly quickly with every bounce of your hips. You feel like heaven, and he’ll want to finish inside you, sending ropes of his cum as deeply inside you as possible – this angle lets him get as deep as physically possible, and he’ll want you to just lay with him afterwards, cock still nestled in your cunt as you sooth sweet words down at him, playing with his hair and letting him calm down from the very slight subspace you’d worked him into. (If you call him pretty in his post-orgasmic glow, the tiniest little dribble of cum will come from his tip, making him shudder and gasp your name, embarrassment eating him up and making him even cuter.)

He’s just shy of five inches, but he’s got a decent amount of girth that makes up for his smaller length. His cock is very heavy, always drooping a bit when he gest hard, never quite passing the ninety degree mark. His tip always takes on this dark color, too, a maroon that showcases just how much blood is flowing to his cock whenever you arouse him. His balls are heavy, too, and although they don’t droop as much as his shaft, they are incredibly sensitive. Almost too sensitive, if Kenjirou’s being honest, because even just the brush of your hand against them gets him sucking in his breath, torn between wanting you to do it again and wanting you to avoid them because he will come if you keep going. Overall, his cock’s not particularly pretty, but it’s functional and will make you lick your lips a bit when you see it – it’s a man’s, packing a punch when he bullies it inside your cunt, always stretching you out more than you expect. He’s a little bit insecure about his size, however, so don’t say anything to him about it – he doesn’t even really like you looking at it for long periods of time, if only because it’s just embarrassing to have you examine him like that, with your eyes all wide and glassy and lust pooling in your gut.

He dribbles, and there’s lot of it; it comes out in bursts, oozing from his tip in globs and dripping all the way down his length, down over his balls, even sometimes getting down to his thighs. It’s pretty watery, and not super opaque – it’s more of a slightly translucent white, to the point where when it’s smeared all over your lips, Kenjirou could mistake it for lip gloss. (But lip gloss doesn’t make your lips look as good as his cum does, he swears. Especially when your lips are all swollen and battered from sucking him off, from excessive kissing and biting.) He’s not too much of a moaner, instead grunting more or muttering out slurred phrases and syllables that sound suspiciously like your name. He’ll let out these harsh exhales of breath as he gets closer, almost sounding pained as the pleasure intensifies. (One time you thought it was a sign of pain and pulled off him, straddling him and asking if he was okay, only to receive an honest to god growl while his hands clutched at your hips and brought you back down to sit on his cock, a strained, bitten back keep going slipping through grit teeth.) His face scrunches up when he comes, eyebrows drawing together tight and eyes closing, his mouth settling into almost a grimace as he rides out the waves of his pleasure – it feels good, he promises, it’s just his face. Prefers to come on your body, or in your mouth – inside you is fine, too, but he really likes seeing his cum against your skin. He thinks you look good like that, and sometimes, as he’s coming down from his orgasmic high, he’ll even run his fingertips over your cum-stained skin and mutter a small pretty…

His favorite way for you to touch him is when you’re sitting in his lap, gyrating your hips nice and slow. His orgasms are stronger when they come from long-lasting, duller pleasure, and the grind of your cunt against his cock makes his head spin, yearning for more friction and more more more. He likes when you move in circular motions, going clockwise for a while before suddenly changing directions and going counter-clockwise, the sudden change making him hiss under his breath. He likes you to be fully naked when you do this, because he’ll often lean forward and suck a nipple into his mouth, his hands squeezing at the fat of your hips and waist, brown eyes admiring the way you look perched in his lap, like some sort of god. He’ll often try to control your pacing, those hands at your hips pushing and pulling you, trying to get you to speed up or slow down, almost using you like his own personal toy. As he gets closer he’ll move your body faster and faster, the desperation growing and morphing into something that makes him bury his face into the crook of your neck, or against your sternum, an uneven, shaky exhale of your name filling your ears as something warm and wet smears against your pretty folds. He just likes that he gets to look at your face the whole time, and orgasming this way is less embarrassing than the headrush that being inside you and getting direct stimulation gives him – he can control it better this way, sound less depraved, sound less needy for you.

He’s a solid five inches with a little bit extra, though he is on the skinnier side. He’s got a few veins that run along the top and on the side; not too much, but enough to be noticeable. He likes when you drag your tongue along them, tracing the lines and making him shiver. He’s decently sensitive, always swallowing and gulping as a way to stop any sound from slipping past his lips. Early into his developing feelings for you, he took the time to meticulously and carefully trim himself, even going completely shaven once or twice just to see how it felt. (He’s got this weird fixation with making sure that he looks perfect the first time that he gets you naked in front of him, and this includes his grooming. Eventually, however, he gives up, deciding that it’s too much time and effort, though he keeps a razor in his bathroom always prepped and ready on the off chance that he thinks he might get lucky with you that night – he’s pretty optimistic, so this happens pretty often, never quite getting fruition.) His cock’s always moving, though; he bobs heavily, always seeming to twitch and throb even without stimulation. It's like it’s got a mind of its own – beads of precum drool from his tip at the slightest thought or suggestion of you doing anything even remotely sexual, and immediately he’s throbbing, sometimes even being visible through his pants when he’s really pent up and achingly hard.

His cum does, unfortunately, taste pretty bad. It’s bitter, incredibly so, and although he tries to make it more edible by changing his diet, it doesn’t work too well. This is pretty unfortunate, because he really loves fucking your mouth, and always ends up wanting to finish inside. However, he’s noticed your grimaces and the way your face gets all puckered when you taste him after he comes down your throat, and he won’t press the issue too hard. (He will, however, try to keep himself inside your mouth for as long as possible, only pulling out at the last possible second. Often, he’s not quite fast enough, however – cum releases both inside your mouth and out, making a mess and leaving the taste against your tongue.) His cum is pretty runny, having more the consistency of water, making it very quick to spread and run down your chin and throat, stopping and bunching up at your breasts. He shoots, and quite far, too – a good foot or so, the force behind his orgasms clearly visible in the way he throws his head back, cheeks bright red and sending cum flying, quite literally strong enough to knock over inanimate objects. He moans a lot, the words turning incoherent as he nears his finish, though it’s not too important you hear them. It’s mostly just your name, little pleas and slurred please’s, all melding together to create something that sounds like a mixture of a moan and a whine. His body jerks when he comes, too, his abs clenching and visibly flexing as it just keeps spurting out of him.

His favorite way for you to touch him, as briefly mentioned, is when you give him head. There’s something about it that he really likes – it’s been his longest standing fantasy, one of the very first things he found himself imagining after his feelings for you formed, and holds a special place in his heart. He’ll want you to be on your knees, looking up at him with fluttering lashes and a tongue flicking out to lick across your lips. He’s not too picky on how you suck him off, but he wants it to be messy, liking the feeling of your spit coating him and god, when you pull off him with a wet noise, the strand of saliva and precum that connects your lips to his tip is enough to get him tangling his fingers in your hair, mumbling your name like a prayer as he guides you to take him in again, to keep going deeper and deeper, even if you’re gagging and choking. He’ll want to finish in your mouth, burying himself to the hilt, balls pressed firmly against the curve of your chin as he throbs, balls clenching tightly and flooding your mouth with cum. He wants it to go directly down your throat, and he won’t pull away until it’s all been released, every drop safe and secure in your warm little mouth. He wants to watch you swallow, and he’ll give himself a few pumps as an afterthought as he watches, once more growing hard and aroused because you just swallowed his cum, do you want some more?

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thefiery-phoenix · 1 month

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YANDERE MAFIA BOSS KUROO TETSUROU HEADCANONS

Kuroo as a mafia boss would be stronger than usual, fierce, ferocious and hell even DEADLY to his enemies. His gang Nekoma along with Karasuno are the topmost mafia gangs in the country and they team up together sometimes to wipe out their competition. One day as the Nekoma members were coming back from a mission which btw, involved causing some chaos and stirring up some ruckus for their rival gang Shiratorizawa without the Karasuno members, as his gang members were talking about how stupid their henchmen were and how predictable and easy they were to attack, Kuroo stayed silent since his head was throbbing a little and had a headache. He just needed some god damn peace once in a while and so, he stayed silent as he rubbed his temples in annoyance and glanced at the setting sun. As his eyes wandered around the place, he then noticed you sitting on a tree branch, trying to rescue a cat that got stuck up a tree. 'What the heck is that girl doing?' he was confused and yet, he began to watch you with fascination but grew alarmed when he realized the branch was about to break. He then quickly raced over to you to protect you from hitting the ground and asked you if you were all right. Then, he winked at you and said, ''Stay safe sweetheart, don't wanna go getting in trouble again now do we?'' and with that, he went on his way while his friends were just looking at him like deer caught in headlights. Some of them teased him about it and Kenma kept his cool since he was sensible not to do stupid shit like teasing the bossman

After some days, he slowly started to think of you and he grew obsessed with you. He ordered his men to find out more about you, what your interests were, relationships with people, which he hated since he was convinced that they were just trying to use and taint a sweet precious little thing like you, your dislikes, your favorite places to go and hang out and stuff like that. Heck, he'll even send Kenma and Lev to keep an eye on you for your safety which in modern terms is what we call 'Stalking'

He'll kidnap you after a few weeks or so after he's sure he knows everything about you but he'll be prepared to stock your favorite books, chocolates, warm fuzzy blankets, movies, stuffed animals and maybe even a pet like that cat you've rescued from the tree that day. He knows you'll be confused, scared and worried and hence, he'll take his time and be very sweet and kind and caring and patient with you to let you adjust to your new home

The other members of his gang will warm up to you and they'll be platonic yanderes for you, congratulations. Kenma is in charge of your security since Kuroo trusts him alot. No one dares to flirt with you and may the gods save them if someone does something stupid as that

If you try acting up or try escaping, he's just going to be hurt and heartbroken and so, instead of punishing you and locking you in a room and all that dark shit, he'll cuddle you instead and kiss you softly telling you how he should have paid more attention to you

He loves cuddle sessions with you and feels very relieved when you run and rake your fingers through his hair. He finds it very relaxing

Will never yell at you, or raise his hands at you or HECK, he won't even manipulate you emotionally or physically. He thinks you deserved to be treated like an angel and best believe it, he WILL treat you like one

Some idiot during a mafia meeting found out about you and tried touching you in an inappropriate manner and Kuroo had the most scariest and fiercest glare as he just broke that person's jaw and shot him in the head like, 5 times and then seethed in rage, ''No one touches what's mine!''. Later on when he saw how nervous you were about the whole thing, you guys snuggled with each other, Kuroo comforting you and eating cup noodles with some light jazz playing softly with some dim lights on

Loves you alot and he's gonna make you sit on his lap during meetings which will make you shy and you'll be even MORE flustered when he kisses your neck, cheek and leaves hickeys all over you or grabs you from behind. What? He's just trying to prove everyone that you're his.....

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morose-melodies · 1 year

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Can you please do a yandere Ushijima from Haikyuu with a chubby reader who is studying in karasuno. The reader is friends with the volleyball club not manager but just friends, reader always attend their games and when they lose they still cheer them up in any any possible way

Thank you! And please do take care of yourself

rainy with a chance of obsession | yandere! ushijima x reader

(sorry this took so long I wasn't sure about how I was going to write it. I hope you like it!)

content warning: obsession and mental issues (??)

something wasn't normal.

"you all did great!"

your eyes stopped and looked directly at ushijima as you said that, or so he thought.

"everyone did amazing!"

you cheered, your arms wrapping around hinata and he cheered with you. that should be ushijima, you should be hugging him and cheering for him.

cheering only for him.

he did better than hinata could ever do.

"good job everyone! you're all so talented!"

your eyes met ushijima's once again, this time, he slightly bowed his head, and you smiled.

he wasn't imagining it, you smiled at him, you, a pretty, kind stranger smiled at him. he remained firm where he was, his face unreadable but inside, he was very happy.

happy that you thought he was talented. sure, he has heard it many times before, but something about you saying it was difficult.

it was better to hear from you. he liked hearing it and wanted to hear more. he wanted to hear more of your voice and see you more.

but first... what's your name?

he heard it before, he knew that but it was a while ago, but it was soooo long ago to him, he had forgotten your name. he felt bad.

little did he know, you didn't know his name either.

he watched as you left the gym with two of your friends by your side, trying to figure out how he'd figure out your name.

he could approach you, introduce himself then ask your name... but that would be sort of awkward, ushijima sat down on the nearest bench and sighed.

he needed to know your name.

...

ushijima was tired.

a game had ended hours ago and he was still tried. this wasn't like him. he wasn't in the mood to train or even get up.

something was off and yet he didn't know what it was.

he sat on a bench, his head low, sweat dripping from his brows. a ball dropping from his side and rolling away from him.

what is your name? ushijima wondered, though these thoughts only lasted for less than a few seconds.

he took a large sip from his water bottle before standing up again, pushing past the feeling of utter exhaustion as he approached the ball that rolled away from him.

how long have you been studying at karasuno? ushijima thought as he picked the ball up and set it into the basket full of balls.

ushijima frowned as he exited the gym, going to the locker room to clean up. perhaps stopping by the nearest convenience store would clear his mind.

after cleaning up and changing, he stopped by the nearest convenience store, he roamed down the aisles, not looking for anything in specific.

"I'll be back soon... trust me," he heard a voice from another aisle and it was your voice. he paused, trying to think of how to approach you but his mind seemed to pause with his body.

"I'll just get some chips on the way back. I'll see you soon, bye," you went silent as you roamed down an aisle, hands pocketed.

ushijima needed a plan! he needed to know your name, he needed to, how else would he get rid of these pestering thoughts of you?

so when you were about to walk past ushijima, and before he had a solid plan he dropped a bag of chips in front of you.

you paused, and looked down at the bag before looking up at him, it took a few seconds but you recognized him, "hey! you're...you're," you didn't know his name, "from shiratorizawa! you're... um, you're-"

you went silent after being unable to remember his name, "wakatoshi ushijima." ushijima replied after realizing that you didn't know his name... it hurt his feelings a little bit.

"oh! I remember now... i'm (y/n)..."

you smiled, wrapping your arms around yourself. ushijima glanced at your sweater that covered your ample body... you were attractive, there was no doubting it.

you were very awkward, ushijima realized as you nodded.

(y/n.)

you're (y/n.)

very, very easy name to remember.

now he doesn't have to think about you all the time.

his mind has been freed of you...

or so he thought.

days and days passed and his mind began making up more questions about you, he didn't understand why... all he wanted to know was your name and now he wants to know about your favorite food, favorite place to go, the shampoo you use, your address and your friends.

it was becoming overwhelming.

it's starting to bother him.

it's really starting to bother him.

he needs to see you again. he made up his mind as he left the gym and went to the locker room. he needs to see you again. perhaps it's the only way he'll feel better.

but how will he see you again? by chance... he needed to see you now, not by chance.

now he was starting to doubt he'd ever see you again, and that wasn't good.

he didn't like thinking about you. it overwhelmed his mind to the point where he could think of nothing else but you.

he really didn't like it.

ushijima stepped on something, he looked down to see a young girl, wearing a sweater, a sweater from karasuno... should he ask, no that would too weird.

"do you know (y/n)?"

...

the next game was a big one and ushijima hoped to see you there. if he didn't, he'd very very disappointed, because he put extra effort into his appearance and he wanted you to notice.

his eyes roamed across the large area, hoping you were there, even if he didn't know it. then he saw you, his shoulders dropped then tensed.

he felt different.

he felt weird.

he was nervous.

wakatoshi ushijima was nervous.

he quickly lowered his gaze, his hands suddenly felt clammy.

then he felt your eyes on him, he didn't know how but he felt it and he couldn't bare for you to look at him for much longer.

but then the game started.

...

shiratorizawa lost.

ushijima wasn't his normal self, he couldn't function normally knowing you were there, watching him.

when he saw you come down from the bleachers, he tensed, this overwhelming sensation took over his body and he felt faint.

this wasn't normal.

"you all did great!"

something wasn't wrong and it was all your fault.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere haikyuu #yandere ushijima #yandere ushijima x reader #yandere wakatoshi #ushijima x reader

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seijorhi · 7 months

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Okay but thoughts on yandere! shirabu??

i love shiratorizawa as a whole so fucking much. they kinda get overshadowed here cuz of seijoh and inarizaki and a certain other trio of gym idiots but

hoo boy. they're all so fucking hot and for what? for wHAT??!?!

shirabu tho... 👀

he'd be such a mean, snippy little shit of a yan. definitely one to isolate his pretty darling and make her feel like she's worthless and useless and ugly purely so she won't (can't) ever think of leaving him <33

#pretty setter squad <33 #rhi answers

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shingo-naizuke · 10 months

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•~•My Masterlist WIP•~•

•°Ikemen vampire°•

Arthur Conan doyle

Vincent Van Gogh

Theodorus Van Gogh

Napoleon Bonaparte

Leonardo Da Vinci

Isaac Newton

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

Jean d'Arc

Le Comte

'The cruel Prince'

Cardan Greenbriar

-*Shatter me*-

Kenji Kishimoto

Aaron Warner

○Bsd○

▪︎Armed Detective agency▪︎

Dazai Osamu

Ranpo Edogawa

Kunikida Doppo

Atsushi Nakajima

¤Port Mafia▪︎

Chuuya Nakahara

Akutagawa Ryunosuke

♧Decay of Angel♤

Fyodor Dostoevsky

Nikolai Gogol

Sigma

•~Hunting Dogs~•

Jono Saigiko

Tetcho Suehiro

♥︎Guild♠︎

Edgar Alan Poe

Francis Scott Fitzgerald

{Haikyuu}

~•°Karasuno°•~

Tsukishima Kei

Tobio Kageyama

Hinata Shoyo

Yamaguchi Tadashi

Koshi Sugawara

Yuu Nishinoya

●Aoba Johsai○

Toru Oikawa

Akira Kunimi

¤Nekoma¤

Kenma Kozume

Lev Haiba

Tetsuro Kuroo

☆Fukurodani☆

Kotaro Bokuto

Kenji Akaashi

◇Shiratorizawa◇

Wakatoshi Ushijima

Tsutomu Goshiki

Eita Semi

Satori Tendo

♧Inarizaki♧

Shinsuke Kita

Osamu Miya

Atsumu Miya

■Genshin■

Scaramouche

Diluc

Kaeya

Venti

Tighnari

Kaveh

Heizou

Baizhu

Childe

-~•°Honkai star rail°•~-

Blade

Dan Heng

Jing Yuan

Gepard

Sampo Koski

Loucha

Welt

Arlan

Genre i write

Smut

Fluff

Angst

Comfort

What I don't write

Rape

Yandere tendencies (I will write it sometimes, but to my liking, I won't write yandere tendencies like non-consensual or things like that)

Smut with minors (all characters will be grown up)

Kinks like pissing or vomiting

Torture

Character x character

Oc x character

Toxic relationships

Requests are open :)

English in not my first language so, sorry for any mistake

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yanderecrazysie · 1 year

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Attention (Yandere Tendou)

I FINALLY WROTE SOMETHING AGHHH!!! I feel like it's no good but oof-

I decided to combine both requests into one, I hope that is okay! And the reader just has a big crush on Tendou since I don’t do yandere readers.

Title: Attention

Pairings: Tendou x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, Tendou you little-

Summary: It’s only fair that you want Tendou’s attention as much as he’s wanted yours.

attention

/noun/

notice taken of someone or something; the regarding of someone or something as interesting or important.

When Tendou had first heard of a third-year student transferring to Shiratorizawa, he thought very little about it. Although he had gossiped plenty with the other third years in the volleyball club about if the student would be a pretty girl or not and whose class they would end up in, he didn’t care much about the outcome.

Every student at Shiratorizawa ended up the same. Tendou’s teammates would treat him fine but remain wary. Everyone else would avoid him like he had the plague. He was sure the transfer student would be no different.

When the transfer student- you- had finally arrived at the school, the students were abuzz with excitement. As many had hoped, you were, in fact, a pretty girl and, if a jealous Semi was telling the truth, you were in Class 2. Same as Tendou.

You were easy to pick out in the crowd when you walked by with a group of students eager to escort you. Your eyes roamed either side of the hallway, seemingly eager to take in Shiratorizawa’s impressive campus.

Inevitably, your eyes fell on Tendou. Surprisingly, your gaze slid right off of his and onto the next person.

He waited for the double-take everyone did. That glance to his wildly-styled fire-engine-red hair. That uncomfortable avoidance of his intense eyes. That judgmental stare that studied his face- the one everyone thought was “creepy” or “weird”.

That second glance never came.

You simply walked past and continued your early morning tour through the school, unaware of how much such a simple action meant to one student.

You weren’t purposefully ignoring him- you’d simply looked at him and moved on, same as any other student you’d passed so far. You looked at him and saw nothing more than a normal, human person. Not a monster to ogle at or be afraid of.

Most people would’ve thought nothing of such an insignificant occurrence, but to someone who struggled since early childhood to find the few people out there who didn’t dislike him at first sight, this was monumental.

Semi had told the truth, it seemed, because you were walking into Classroom 2 not long before the bell. The teacher had you wait awkwardly in the front of the class as the other students trickled in. Your eyes idly scanned the seated third years and Tendou found himself sitting up a little straighter when your gaze fell on him for the second time that morning.

And, yet, your eyes didn’t linger this time either.

After the bell signaled the start of class, the teacher prompted you to introduce yourself to the class. You took a deep breath and did just that, Tendou marveling at the way you managed to sound so confident but tremble in nervousness at the same time. When he learned your name, he fought back the urge to try out saying it out loud.

(L/n) (Y/n). A name nearly as pretty as you were.

Your gaze remained fixed on the back wall throughout your introduction and, although Tendou didn’t blame you for avoiding the crowd’s curious staring, he couldn’t help but wish your eyes fell on him once more. Even if it were just for another second.

The teacher told you to take an empty seat and Tendou perked up. Unsurprisingly, the empty seats in the class were on either side of him. For once, he was slightly thankful for his alienation from the rest of the school.

You spared him a glance as you sat down beside him, but it didn’t last long as you casually looked to your other side to study your other seatmate equally. For some reason, that bothered Tendou.

You were treating him normally- like he was just another average stranger in your new school. That should have made him happy or, maybe, not affected him at all. So why did it personally annoy him so much?

He dismissed the frustration and channeled his focus into his classwork. Still, a nagging, unexplainable desperation swirled in the corner of his mind throughout the rest of the day.

Even volleyball practice and sleep couldn’t clear his thoughts.

A full month had passed since you became a Shiratorizawa student and Tendou’s slight frustration had slowly morphed into a darker, more dangerous feeling that took over his thoughts whenever you came into sight and lasted for hours after.

You treated him normally. And if you were anyone else, that would have been enough.

But it wasn’t.

Tendou craved more.

It was clear that something had to change. However, Tendou had no intention of pretending to be something he was not. And, with plenty of research online, he had concluded that you were the one that needed to change.

You would notice him. He’d make sure of that, even if the methods he had to turn to were manipulative at best.

More than anything, Tendou wanted you to come crawling to him. He wanted you to beg for his attention and love. Maybe it was wrong for him to have such a dark desire for someone who had done nothing wrong, but he was never one to ignore his instincts.

Studies show that wearing the color red can make others seem more attractive.

When not wearing his uniform, Tendou made sure to wear red. He changed his backpack and most of his accessories to red. Even if science failed him, the color at least matched his hair, which seemed to catch attention on its own.

But this wouldn’t change anything on its own, especially considering most of the time you’d see him he’d be wearing white and purple. The more you saw him in general, the better.

It was probably immoral to follow you around after your club concluded for the day, but Tendou needed to know where you spent your free time. Cafes and restaurants you frequented, the library, your neighborhood…

Suddenly, Tendou was everywhere at once, but just enough in the background that you barely noticed. Sometimes he was already sitting in a café’s booth with several other volleyball club members before you arrived, and other times he wandered into the library after you’d been there studying for hours.

Tendou was careful to gauge your reactions, making sure to make himself scarce when he detected suspicion in your gaze. It wasn’t a huge town that you lived in, so it wasn’t surprising that you’d run into him, right? Especially if you happened to live in the same neighborhood, right?

Familiarity can make one lower their guard. Recognizing someone makes one feel more at ease.

You began to relax around Tendou, at both school and outside of it. This allowed him to strike up natural conversations with you, although he tried his best to keep it brief. Patience was key and he couldn’t risk scaring you away.

He had changed his cologne to a scent he’d discovered that you liked. It seemed to be effective since you often leaned closer to him when he talked with you.

Isolation was even more effective. Tendou made it clear to all of your potential friends that he could be the monster they all thought he was if it was necessary. With most people, all it took was a few threatening looks to make you think that you just weren’t fitting in at your new school.

Of course, you eagerly turned to the one person who showered you with all the attention you needed.

Tendou.

He wasn’t sure how much of the advice he’d gotten online had helped, if any of it was to thank at all. But it didn’t matter because, in the end, Tendou got exactly what he wanted.

You had a glaringly obvious crush on him. Vying for his attention whenever he feigned that he was losing interest in you and taking every chance to spend more time with him.

He had you wrapped around his finger, and it brought him more joy than anything else ever had. Maybe it was cruel, but he was most happy when you became desperate for his validation.

It was about time you learned the pain of being ignored by the person you love.

You’re just lucky that Tendou’s more than willing to give you all the attention you want and more.

#yandere #yandere one shot #yandere haikyuu #haikyuu!!#yandere tendou #tendou satori #yandere x reader

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if plat!yandere!shiratorizawa found out their “frail kitten” doesn’t like how she looks like (most of the time she’s insecure) would they comfort her or gaslight their way for her to think of something else

There's so many things they could do. Let's start with the basics-

They'd all gather up in your room, arms crossed against their chest as they ask you to explain why you've been crying for the past few days everytime you looked in the mirror. Of course, you try to brush them off, change the subject, but the moment Ushijima says your name in that dead, monotonous voice, you know its better to tell them the truth than whatever punishment Ushijima would deliver.

Y/n, sniffles: idk... I just... I feel so ugly...

Tendou: oh hon, you're not! You're the most beautiful human being! *the rest of the team murmurs in agreement, except for Ushijima*

Y/n, shrugging: I- I understand that's how you see me- or at least pretend to, but I just- I personally don't think I am beautiful...

The team looks at Ushijima for help, who's just been staring at you all this time.

Ushijima: I think you're blind.

Y/n, and the team: huh?

Ushijima: your vision must be getting weak. Its because of you being on your phone all the time. I'm confiscating it until you learn to manage your time better. And you better eat all those carrots I picked up from my farm. I'll make you carrot juice, carrot soup, carrot smoothie, carrot cake-

Y/n: what no-

Ushijima, narrowing his eyes: don't say "no". You will eat those damn carrots. I'm not risking you going blind because of your stubbornness.

Y/n: my vision is fine! It's because of you I feel so ugly!

Ushijima, confused: what do you mean?

Y/n, sniffles: it's because you won't let me go shopping on my own! Or- or- hang out with my friends! Or have any friends at all! My only recreational activity now is you forcing me to train with you at yhe gym! And i dont even like to work out! I'm ugly- because of you!

Ushijima:

The team:

Y/n:

Ushijima, walks upto you, places his hands on your shoulder: I'm sorry, Y/n. I didn't know you felt this way. I thought you already knew how pretty you are. Look- *proceeds to turn you around to the mirror* I know I don't say this enough, but look at yourself. Look at that face, at those muscles, at those calves. Even your hair looks like me, no? You are beautiful, because you look like a mini version of me.

Y/n:

The team:

Ushijima:

Y/n:

Ushijima: you are a mini Ushijima-

Y/n, proceeds to wail and run out of the room crying:

The team:

Ushijima: what? Ill go check-

Semi: no- ill go check on her. You stay here, Ushijima.

Ushijima:

Tendou: YOU GAVE HER THOSE UGLY BANGS, TOSHI?

Ushijima, nods: yeah. She said she wanted to go to the salon for a hair cut. So I did it instead.

The team, starts laughing: Oh you messed up, Ushijima. You messed upppp big time!

Semi, after putting reader back to bed: y/n... would prefer if no body ever called her mini Ushijima, ever again. And I'm taking her to salon tomorrow, to repair the damage...

Ushijima, still doesn't understand what was wrong the choppy bangs he cut with kitchen scissors: you... can take my card.

#yandere ushijima x reader #yandere ushijima wakatoshi #yandere shiratorizawa #platonic yandere #yandere haikyu x reader #yandere haikyuu

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school-of-all-time · 11 months

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Qualifying Rounds

After 851 submissions and 346 total schools, submissions are now officially closed. The bracket rounds will consist of 256 schools. All schools that got two or more submissions are guaranteed a place in the bracket rounds. Schools that got only one submission will have to go through qualifying rounds to get to the brackets. There are 214 schools with only one nomination, and 125 available spots in the bracket. Following the qualifiers, schools will be seeded according to the number of submissions they received.

Qualifiers will consist of 43 polls, with each poll containing five possible schools. The polls were created using a randomizer. The two schools with the most votes will immediately advance to the bracket round. The school with the third most votes has a good chance of advancing as well, but not guaranteed. There are 38 spots available for the 43 third place winners. Thus, I'll be eliminating the 4 third place winners with the least number of votes (numbers as opposed to percentages).

(I know this all seems very convoluted, but I am an English major trying to do math, this is about as well as it was ever going to go.)

I'll be posting six polls a day (except for the last day where I'll be spicing it up by posting seven!) Below the cut you can see which polls will be posted each day. If the school you submitted doesn't appear in the qualifiers, then congratulations, that means it got two or more votes and has immediately advanced to the bracket stage.

Saturday:

Poll 1: Neptune High (Veronica Mars); St. Claire’s Boarding School (St. Claire’s); Ashford Academy (Code Geass); Miyamasuzaka Girls Academy (Project Sekai); X Middle School (Fillmore!)

Poll 2: The Elgen Academy of Pasadena (Michael Vey), The Magaambya (Pathfinder 2E: The Strength of Thousands Adventure Path), Karakura High School (Bleach), The Derek Zoolander Center for Kids Who Can't Read Good and Who Wanna Learn to Do Other Stuff Good Too (Zoolander), Magic School (Mahou Tsukai Precure)

Poll 3: Tanz Academy (Suspiria), Jade Mountain Academy (Wings of Fire), Seisho Academy (Revue Starlight), Drearcliff Grange School (Drearcliff Grange School), Blue Heron Institute (Pale)

Poll 4: Budo-ga Oka Middle & High School (JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure), Furinkan High (Ranma ½), Malory Towers (Malory Towers), The Guild School (The Monster in the Hollows), Ericson's Boarding School (The Walking Dead: The Telltale Series)

Poll 5: Hemery High (Buffy the Vampire Slayer), The Academy of Unseen Arts (The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina), Discipline Cottage (Circle of Magic), Lawndale High (Daria), Shiratorizawa Academy (Haikyuu!!)

Poll 6: Beekman College Center (Flowers for Algernon), Happy Harbor High (Young Justice), King's Dominion (Deadly Class), Brooklyn House (The Kane Chronicles), Raimon School (Inazuma Eleven)

Sunday:

Poll 1: Wammy House (Death Note), Elite Way School (Rebelde Way), Strange Hill High (Strange Hill High), Westbridge High (Sabrina the Teenage Witch), Namimori Middle School (Katekyo Hitman Reborn!)

Poll 2: Yokai Academy (Rosario + Vampire), The School in the Sky (Dragon Tales), P.S. 118 (Hey Arnold), A. Nigma High (Detentionaire), Themis Legal Academy (Ace Attorney)

Poll 3: Cat School (Cat School Worldwide Angkor Wat Secret), Harding-Pencroft Academy (Daughter of the Deep), S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy (Marvel’s Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.), ACDC town Elementary (MegaMan Battle Network), Boring High (Everything Sucks!)

Poll 4: Welton Academy (Dead Poets Society), Miss Robichaux's Academy (American Horror Story), New Rome University (The Heroes of Olympus), Lanford High School (Roseanne), Shinonome Academy (Dream!ing)

Poll 5: Sinegard Academy (The Poppy War), Haunted High (Monster High), Mars University (Futurama), The Academy of Natural Philosophy (Dishonored), Akademi (Yandere Simulator)

Poll 6: Club Penguin University (Club Penguin), The Professor's School (La Casa de Papel / Money Heist), Seirin High School (Kuroko no Basuke), Sanshu Middle School (Yuuki Yuuna is a Hero), Kamiyama High School (Project Sekai)

Monday:

Poll 1: PK Academy (Saiki Kusuo no Sai Nan), Third Street School (Recess), St. Joseph's Prep (It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia), Flashburn's School of Swordfighting (How to Steal a Dragon's Sword), Salt Middle School (Mob Psycho 100)

Poll 2: Wildcliff, School of the Arcane (Trials and Trebuchets), Mugen Academy (Sailor Moon), Video Game High School (Video Game High School) St. Olga's Reform School for Wayward Princesses (Star vs. the Forces of Evil), Edgar Allen University (All for the Game)

Poll 3: Austere Academy (A Series of Unfortunate Events), Roman Academy (Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun), Fukurōdani Academy (Haikyuu!!), Bayfield University (Happy Death Day), School House (Over the Garden Wall)

Poll 4: Strumlotts (BomBarded Podcast), John Adams High School (Boy Meets World), Easton Magic Academy (Mashle: Magic and Muscles), North High (The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya), You Show Duel School (Yu-Gi-Oh! ARC-V)

Poll 5: Shirahamazaka High (Tari Tari), City College (Community), Itan Private High School (Komi Can't Communicate), Uranohoshi Girl's High School (Love Live Sunshine), Cackles Academy (The Worst Witch)

Poll 6: Royal Academy of Diavolo (Obey Me), Et Fran de Muse Academy (Fairy Ranmaru), Yancy Academy (Percy Jackson and the Olympians), San Dimas High (Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure), Academia (Yu-Gi-Oh! ARC-V)

Tuesday:

Poll 1: Galaxy Garrison (Voltron: Legendary Defender), Echo Creek Academy (Star vs. the Forces of Evil), Alice Academy (Gakuen Alice), Awakened Academy (Eleceed Webtoon), School of Friendship (My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic)

Poll 2: Point Blanc (Alex Rider), Spy School (Spy School), The School (Sparkle on Raven: The Life of Drillgirl), Deepdean (Murder Most Unladylike), Coolsville High School (Scooby Doo)

Poll 3: Barden University (Pitch Perfect), Ella Mentry Elementary (My Weird School), Inkblot Art Academy (Splatoon), Land of Departure (Kingdom Hearts), J.P. Wynne High School (Breaking Bad)

Poll 4: Shuchiin Academy (Kaguya-sama: Love Is War), Oxenfurt Academy (The Witcher), Chamberlain High (Carrie), Gallagher Academy (Gallagher Girls), The Fire Nation Academy for Girls (Avatar the Last Airbender)

Poll 5: Royal Academy (Ascendance of a Bookworm), Wu’s Academy (Lego Ninjago), Glasshouse Primary School (Bluey), Starlight Academy (Aikatsu), Clyde Nite’s Night Knight School (The Adventure Zone: Graduation)

Poll 6: Wellston Private High School (UnOrdinary), Princess Charm School (Barbie Princess Charm School), Avengers Academy (Marvel Comics), Phoenix Drop High (My Street: Phoenix Drop High), Bullworth Academy (Bully)

Wednesday:

Poll 1: Baxter High (The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina), Sakuragaoka High (K-ON!), Ayanagi Academy (Starmyu), Pacific Coast Academy (Zoey 101), Ridgeway Junior High (iCarly)

Poll 2: Hillerska Boarding School (Young Royals), Chalet School (Chalet School), Groosham Grange (Groosham Grange), Kinzville Academy (Webkinz), Gravity Falls High School (Gravity Falls)

Poll 3: Doki Doki High (Doki Doki Literature Club), Massachusetts Academy (Marvel Comics), Tremorton High (My Life as a Teenage Robot), Clone High (Clone High), St. Vladimir's Academy (Vampire Academy)

Poll 4: Brookhants School for Girls (Plain Bad Heroines), Atlasdam Royal Academy (Octopath Traveler), Ikenfell (Ikenfell), Knight Academy (Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword), Whitechapel High (My Babysitter's a Vampire)

Poll 5: Crystal Cove High (Scooby-Doo! Mystery Incorporated), The University of What It Is (Welcome to Night Vale), Bayside High (Saved by the Bell 2019), Assassins’ Guild (Discworld), Webster High (A.N.T. Farm)

Poll 6: Cherryton Academy (BEASTARS), Wunsoc (Nevermoor), Kamome Academy (Toilet Bound Hanako-kun), Charles Darwin Middle School (My Gym Partner is a Monkey), The Borderlands (In Other Lands)

Thursday:

Poll 1: Lydian Private Music Academy (Symphogear), Vincent Clortho Public School for Wizards (Key & Peele), Strixhaven School for Mages (Magic: The Gathering), BL University (Zettai BL ni Naru Sekai VS Zettai BL ni Naritakunai Otoko) The Fire Nation school from "The Headband" (Avatar: The Last Airbender)

Poll 2: Seiyo Academy (Shugo Chara), St. Pigeonations (Hateful Boyfriend), Hudson University (Law and Order), Yoba Academy (D4DJ), Forks High (Twilight)

Poll 3: New Mushroomton High (Onward), San Fransokyo Institute of Technology (Big Hero 6), H.I.V.E. (H.I.V.E.), Skolala Refujeyo (Curse Words), Warren University (Bunny)

Poll 4: North Shore High (Mean Girls), Ridgemont High (Fast Times at Ridgemont High), Winding Circle Temple (Circle of Magic), The University (The Kingkiller Chronicles), Spooky Academy (Monster Prom

Poll 5: Ban Ard (The Witcher), Magnostadt Academy (Magi), Blades Academy (Blades and Magic), Bronson Alcott High (Clueless), Moroboshi High (Megaranger)

Poll 6: CHERUB Campus (CHERUB), Haven Academy (RWBY), Nockfell High (Sallyface), Megurigaoka Private High School (School-Live!), Spenser Academy (The Covenant)

Friday:

Poll 1: Nekoma High (Haikyuu!!), Witch University (Return to Halloweentown), Stokely Grammar School (Young Dracula), Atlas Academy (RWBY), Crypt Grammar School for Orphans (Team Fortress 2)

Poll 2: Flying Rhino Junior High (Flying Rhino Junior High), Mayview Middle School (Paranatural), Miskatonic University (Lovecraft), Schoolhouse Rock (Schoolhouse Rock!), Aretuza (The Witcher)

Poll 3: James Buchanan High School (Welcome Back Kotter), St. Freya Academy (St. Freya Academy), James K. Polk Middle School (Ned's Declassified School Survival Guide), Split River High School (School Spirits), La Fiesta Tech (The Sims 2: University)

Poll 4: Konoha's Ninja Academy (Naruto), Suppalo (The Eclipse), Worm College (Adventure Time), Harper Hall (Dragonsinger), Yomiyama North Middle School (Another)

Poll 5: Totsuki Culinary Academy (Shokugeki no Soma), Shermer High (The Breakfast Club), Sycamore High School (The Hatchetfield Series), Creekwood High School (Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda), Dotheboys Hall (Nicholas Nickleby)

Poll 6: Lily Piper University (Musical Pipers Webtoon), North High (Malcolm In The Middle), Nevermore Academy (Nevermore Webtoon), Royale High (Roblox), Moperville South High (El Goonish Shive)

Poll 7: Saotome Academy (Uta no Prince-sama), Eleanor West's School for Wayward Children (The Wayward Children), Springfield Elementary (The Simpsons), Jae Won High (Lookism Webtoon), American Eagle Christian High School (Saved!)

#polls #tumblr polls #bracket tournament

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