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kumzume · 3 years

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SLAP! ft. goshiki tsutomu

wc. 1.7k :D

warnings. SMUT (duh), impact play, slight angst???, a lil fluff, cumming untouched, hard-ish dom!reader, sub!goshiki, established relationship, dom drop (???), shit ending but what’s new lmao

an. i realized i was neglecting this blog while Trying™ to work on desperate pt 2 &&& i was missing my baby goshiki so :p

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“i’m sorry, you want me to what?”

you could feel the disbelief written all over your face, the absurdity of the situation ticking up the corners of your lips into an incredulous smile.

goshiki—bless his heart—sat fidgeting in front of you, his face painted in a bright pink shade while he played with his lithe fingers in his lap.

you just couldn’t believe your ears. your goshiki—the one who nearly fainted when he asked you out, the one who threw up twice before meeting your parents and the one who sobbed so hard through your vows he was impossible to understand—that same goshiki was asking you to do what??

“i-i asked if y-you would hit me,” he mumbled, eyes downcast as though to avoid rejection, “y’know, during sex.”

okay, so you weren’t having an early stroke when you heard him earlier.

he actually wanted you to hit him—pretty badly it appeared if the bulge pressing against the zipper of his jeans was anything to go by.

you took a deep breath in order to ground yourself and collect your thoughts. you knew your husband’s mind was probably going a mile a minute while he awaited your inevitable dismissal of the subject but you needed a moment to just think.

were you seriously opposed to this? i mean, throughout your entire relationship goshiki had always made accommodations for you, from little things like buying more pillows for his bed when you moved in with him to big things like scheduling time off for you when you got too stressed to take you on a vacation.

he’d always been there for you so why couldn’t you do this little thing for him? it was only sex and your relationship was so, so much more than that. giving him this was honestly the least you could do to repay him for all that he’d done for you.

with your mind made up and your resolve successfully steeled, you made your way over to your husband who looked about ready to keel over. you felt your heart clench in your chest, feeling rather bad about leaving him in silence for a good 5 minutes.

it took you a few short strides before you finally stood in front of goshiki, observing the shuddering of his shoulders and his pointed avoidance of eye contact.

you breathed out a soft sigh before bringing your left hand, adorned with your glittering wedding ring, up to his cheek, caressing the warm skin gently. despite his refusal to look you in the face, goshiki leaned into your touch, turning his face so that his petal soft lips were flush with your palm.

carefully, you lifted his face up so that he was finally looking at you. you weren’t at all surprised to see the tears growing in the corners of his eyes, threatening to fall over his lashline—he’d always been somewhat of a crybaby.

goshiki stared at you with such adoration and love that you couldn’t help the sharp exhale that escaped from your nose. his eyes fluttered shut as he moved just enough to take your thumb into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and sucking serenely.

the sensation was nearly enough to knock you entirely off track but you quickly regained control of the situation. you slipped your thumb out goshiki’s mouth, your hand roaming to his jaw before gripping him tightly, his eyes shooting open and welling up with tears.

“‘tomu,” you began harshly, “tell me what you said before, hm? what do you want me to do?”

“yn pleas—“ your hand held him tighter causing a choked whimper to slip past his parted lips.

“ah ah ah ‘tomu, you know better than that.” from your place above him, you could see his eyes beginning to glaze over as he sunk into the comfort of your control. the sight never failed to get you, a warm smile almost overtaking your face but you swiftly stomped it out.

the grip on his face tightened once again as you leaned down to whisper in his ear. “what do you call me to get what you want ‘tomu?” the warm breath tickling goshiki’s ear sent a shudder crawling down his spine to rest hard and heavy in his pelvis.

“i supposhed to call you mish,” he finally responded, his words muffled by your fingers digging into his cheeks. you let the smile breach your face this time, letting go of his face before turning on your heel to make your way towards the bedroom.

you don’t turn around but you can hear goshiki knock over his chair in his haste to follow behind you. you grinned before schooling your face into an unimpressed mask.

the cool air of your bedroom hit your shoulders causing tiny goosebumps to arise but you ignored the discomfort to focus on goshiki. he had entered the room a while ago, his big bright eyes trained on the ground while he awaited your instruction.

he was so good. that’s what made what you were about to do just that much more fun.

“‘tomu,” you began, your tone harsh and unforgiving. “come here.”

your husband obliged, shuffling over to you until he was only a foot away. despite his naturally submissive nature, he towered above you, his body built from his years of volleyball and working out.

you allowed your eyes to trail down the dips and curves of his body, just barely hidden by his tight t-shirt, leaving little to the imagination.

now that just wouldn’t do. you needed to see all of him.

“take off your clothes.” he was quick to do exactly as you asked, his clothes growing in a pile on your floor until he was clad in only his tight black boxers that did little to hide his hard and leaking cock.

you grinned at the wet patch on the front of his briefs signaling that he was more excited than he let on. the more you stood there observing him, the bigger the wet patch grew and the more he began to squirm.

breathing out a faux-disappointed sigh, you reached out and weaved your hands into his purple strands before yanking him down to the floor, his knees crashing against the hardwood painfully.

the sound he released was so guttural that you nearly stopped the scene right then and there but the way he moaned your name and rutted his hips in the air at the pain had you hesitating.

you agreed to this, yes, but could you really go through with it? you mentally shook your head at the sentiment. no, you were going to hurt him and he was going to like it.

with a new outlook, your stare grew harsher and your words became more pointed. “what a little pain slut, getting off on this,” you sneered, enjoying how goshiki’s eyes filled with tears.

“miss i—“ SLAP! the sound rang throughout the room, echoing off the plaster walls. goshiki’s head was whipped all the way to the side, a bright red imprint beginning to form on his cheek. your hand stung at the severeness of the hit so you could hardly imagine how much pain your husband was in.

you were horrified at how hard you had hit him, your mind too embalmed in the dominant persona to think before you hit.

“oh fucking hell, baby i am so sorry,” your current whimpering voice a far cry from the bitter tone you had held only minutes ago. you immediately dropped to your knees before very carefully taking his heated face in your hands.

when one of your palms touched the affected area, goshiki flinched away from you and the pain. you felt your heart break in your chest at the gesture, his eyes remaining downcast and away from you.

“tsutomu, you have to believe me, i didn’t mean to hurt you,” you rambled while tears filled your eyes. you were repelled by what you had done, your mouth pouring out apology after apology.

“i just thought it was what you wanted but i shouldn’t have taken it that far and—“

“yn,” goshiki interrupted, one of his calloused hands coming to lift your chin so that your eyes met his. “it’s okay.”

he looked at you with such kindness and love but you just couldn’t accept it. “tsutomu, i hurt you,” you pleaded, your vision becoming blurry with yet another wave of tears.

through the liquid in your eyes, you managed to see goshiki shake his head before taking your hand in his and leading it down to the front of his boxers. your breath caught in your throat as your fingertips met with the wet—soaking—cotton fabric that engulfed his dick.

you looked back up at him with wide eyes which he met with a blinding smile. “i came,” he said nonchalantly, “you made me come.”

he came... from your slap?

if that wasn’t the hottest thing in the world, you had no idea what was.

“tsutomu, i...” you couldn’t finish your sentence due to goshiki’s slightly chapped pink lips being pressed to yours in a passionate kiss.

your eyes fluttered shut as you gave into him, your arms coming to rest in his silky purple strands while your tongue pressed itself into the warm cavern of his mouth.

goshiki pulled away first, resting his forehead against yours as he tried to catch his breath. your eyes remained closed for a moment while you tried to still your own rapidly beating heart but when they opened, you were met with his wide-eyed stare of adoration.

“i love you yn,” he muttered before kissing you on the nose and standing, not allowing you to respond. he pulled you up with him (you always forget how strong he is) before burying his face in your neck.

you giggled at his childish behavior, one of your hands coming up to stroke through his hair. “what do you need ‘tomu?” you asked, placing gentle kisses around his ear.

“need to shower. ‘m all sticky.” you both laughed at that before pulling apart and leading him to the bathroom.

“okay but if i have to clean off your dick, i expect at least two orgasms from you, mr. ace.”

“yes ma’am!”

“god, i love you.”

#is this good?? not by any stretch of the imagination #SKDHDJS #SORRY #a lil ass but i missed goshiki so yknow #sighhhh #haikyuu goshiki #goshiki smut #goshiki tsutomu #tsutomu <3 #😽.writing #goshiki x reader #goshiki x y/n #goshiki x you #goshiki tsutomu x reader #goshiki tsutomu x y/n #goshiki tsutomu x you #goshiki fluff #goshiki angst

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hidden-otaku-stuff · 3 years

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Different but the Same (pt. 18)

tw: possessiveness, cursing, an emotional breakdown, mentions of bullying/gossiping, very brief mention of cat-boys

Word count: 4.8k

Rating: R18+/M

Omegaverse AU, Rating: 18+/M

Pairings: Iwaizumi x fem!reader, Ushijima x fem!reader

Summary: An unexpected encounter at the Inter-High tournament tossed you into a whirlwind. Being tugged between two males, two different packs, who will reign supreme in this battle for your heart?

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ch 18: Normalcy

“C’mon!”

“Tendou, where are we going?” She whined, stumbling as the middle-blocker dragged her arm. “I have to go to the office.”

“You can go later,” he replied as they approached the volleyball gym.

“Oi, why are you taking me here?” She squeaked, tripping. “I’m not supposed to be at practice until Wednesday!” Tendou shrugged, ignoring her protests as he threw the door open. The lights flickered on, revealing the Shiratorizawa pack. Goshiki’s face was flushed as his hands shook, bowing steeply at the sight of the Omega. The others grinned. Semi was wearing a party hat, a party horn perched on his pink lips. The others were just smiling at her, all wearing an assorted mess of party hats.

“Surprise!”

Her jaw dropped. “You boys didn’t have to do this for me!”

(Name) looked up at Semi who offered her a lopsided grin before he ruffled her hair.

“Don’t be like that (Name). Of course we did.”

She squealed, throwing herself into Semi’s arms - ignoring the flicker of irritation and jealousy that spiked through her mark - burying her face into his chest. “Thank you, thank you!”

Semi grunted, holding her while his cheeks flushed. “It wasn’t just me,” he muttered. “Tendou planned most of it.”

Her (e/c) eyes landed on Tendou, detaching herself from Semi before hurling herself into Tendou’s arms. “No wait!” Tendou squawked, dropping the boxed gift in his arms in favour of holding her. (Name) giggled loudly, the chimes filling the Shiratorizawa gym.

Immediately, everyone felt at ease. The crease in Shirabu’s forehead straightened out, Taichi had a pleasant smile on his face. Yamagata was teasing Reon over one thing or another, a wide grin breaching his face.

(Name) giggled, tears welling up in her eyes at the sight of all these familiar and happy faces around her. She had been scared - petrified even - that the boys would leave her once the whole mess between her and the pack’s head Alpha had occurred. She was grateful that they still wanted to be around her. Her thoughts were interrupted as Goshiki bounded up to her, cheeks dyed a cherry red as he held a box in his hands.

“What’s this for, Goshiki-kun?” She tilts her head.

A shiver shoots down Goshiki’s spine as he bows and holds out the box to the Omega. “F-for you!”

She opens the box carefully, eyes widening at the splotches of maroon and white fabric. Her hands shake slightly as she pulls it out, fingers tracing the soft fabric. “This, this is-” she whispers, heart humming.

“We made it. All of us,” Semi supplied, appearing behind Goshiki. He helps her unfold the blanket, pointing at the various patches on the quilt. “This patch was from me,” he grins as he taps on the square with a guitar and their silhouettes on it.

“And me!” Tendou did a little wiggle of a dance when he tapped onto a different chaotic square. A blend of Studio Ghibli characters laying on top of a cookie-patterned square decorated it.

Goshiki shyly taps on his square - an image of an eagle on top of a pattern of a mother bear holding a baby bear. “This is me.” His cheeks darkened as his eyes flit away from (Name).

(Name)’s entire face felt hot as her mouth drops slightly. She had never received such a thoughtful gift before. Flipping the corner up, her fingers traced the plush velvet lining. “This is so nice of you guys,” she sniffles, looking up at their faces. The boys are quick to surround her, enveloping her into a pack-hug with Ushijima keeping his distance. His fingers twitched, longing filling him as he ached to be beside her.

As they break away, Semi ruffled her hair. “‘Course, you’ve done so much for us. It’s the least we could do.”

They all exchange glances before they simultaneously chime, “Happy birthday (Name)!”

“Now let’s party!” Tendou cheered, pulling out two bottles of sparkling apple cider.

*****

“So?”

“So what?” She glanced over at the Alpha, brows furrowed. They were sitting off to the side as the rest of the pack partied - the blanket over her lap. Her fingers idly traced a navy blue square with a volleyball pattern mixed with white roses on it, a majesty eagle superimposed over it.

“You’re avoiding him.”

His brown eyes flicked from the square over to the captain. Tendou and Ushijima were standing on the complete opposite side of the room, his olive eyes flitting to her every few seconds.

She sighed. “Yeah.”

“What’s running through your head, little one?”

The Omega swatted at him, “don’t call me that dumbass.” Semi chuckled, ruffling her head. “I don’t really know,” she admitted with a sigh. “I marked Hajime this weekend.”

Semi hummed, “We all figured as much. Your scents have mixed.” Semi looked down at her. “And what about Wakatoshi?”

Her fingers played with the bottom of her shirt. “What about him?”

“You’ve been avoiding him.”

“Maybe.”

Semi’s fingers reached up to brush against the mark. Ushijima’s head snapped to the movement, feeling the touch through the bond. “Have you decided?”

Her nostrils flared as she let out a deep sigh. “No.” She raised her face to meet Semi’s brown eyes. “I don’t know what to do, Semi.”

“What does your heart tell you to do?”

(Name) snorted at the cliche advice, rolling her eyes. “A little late to ask that, isn’t it?” She took a sip from her cup. “My emotions have been all over the place since they marked me...since I helped him with his rut.” She scowled. “Ever since I met him at Interhigh this year actually.”

Semi’s baritone chuckle caused her eyes to snap up at him, glaring. “I’m sorry, I know it’s not funny.” He rolled his arm back, stretching it. “Be honest with yourself right now.” His brown eyes froze her in place. “Do you want Wakatoshi in your future? You obviously saw some type of future when you accepted his courting gift.”

“His what?” Her jaw dropped.

Semi grabbed her hand, pushing her sleeve back to reveal the silver watch. “This? Didn’t you know that was his courting gift to you?”

Ushijima turned back to her, the watch in hand. “Will you accept this gift?” He firmly - but gently - grasped her hand, pulling it towards him as he placed it into her hand.

“Ushijima-san, that was expensive, you didn’t have to get it for me.”

“I’ve already bought it. Will you accept it?”

She pouted before giving him a small nod. “Thank you, Ushijima-san.”

“No!” She spluttered, yanking her hand back and staring at the watch. “I thought he was just being nice and bought it for me to replace the watch I broke.” She groaned, slapping her hand to her face. “No wonder he started getting closer and started scenting me more.” Her head whipped up as she glared at Semi. “Did you know?” (Name) demanded, eyes narrowing as she jabbed a finger into his chest.

Semi stumbled back, holding his hands up in defeat. “We all did, we thought you’d changed your mind and was seeing where it went. I didn’t know that you weren’t aware.” He snorted. “Can I just say that I’m honestly not surprised that Wakatoshi didn’t even say it outright though?” He flicked her forehead, jaw clenched. “Do you accept all Alphas gifts?! What on Earth were you thinking, dumbass?”

“Hey!” (Name) whined, rubbing her forehead. “He just invited me shopping, I had just broken my watch so I was looking at some, and by the time I knew what was happening, he’d already bought it for me.”

Semi thumped her again. “Stupid Omega,” he rolled his eyes.

“Stop that,” she pouted. “I didn’t know.”

Semi pinched his nose, “well now you do.” She sighed, nodding. “Well, how long until your next full heat?”

(Name) pulled out her phone, checking her calendar. “November.”

Semi raised an eyebrow, “oh wow, after Spring prelims?” She nodded, humming as she crossed her arms. “Guess you’ll need to have your decision by then.” Semi’s lips quirked up teasingly. “How will you handle your mates competing against each other? Will you comfort one or celebrate with the other?”

Her nostrils flared as she smacked his chest. “I don’t even want to think about that right now, Semi.” She headed towards Goshiki and the other first years, throwing one final glance at Semi. “Though Seijoh is definitely going to win this time.”

Semi chuckled, shaking his head. “Whatever you say, little one.”

“I said stop calling me that!”

*****

“So, where is she?”

“Where’s who?”

“(Name)-chan, of course!” Iwaizumi shrugged his shoulders, tugging his jersey on. “What do you mean? It reeks of strawberry in here.” Iwaizumi sent his best friend a sly smirk, humming in response. Oikawa gasped, fumbling to catch his bottle. “You guys--!”

Iwaizumi snorted, “obviously. Did you think I wouldn’t fully bond with my mate?”

“Eyyy, nice goin’, Iwaizumi!” Mattsun grinned, clapping the male on the back.

“So, I’m guessing she’s not keeping the bond with Ushijima?” Iwaizumi pursed his lips at Makki’s question, shrugging again. “Why are you shrugging?”

Oikawa gaped, scandalised. “She isn’t thinking about taking that asshole as a mate, is she?”

“She hasn’t really said anything about it to me,” Iwaizumi said dryly. “She promised me that she only wanted me, but maybe she’ll change her mind.”

The expressions of the other third-years darkened. “We have to keep her away from them,” Oikawa growled, his scent stinging their noses.

“Oi! We gotta finish getting ready first,” Makki chided, smacking his shoulder against Oikawa.

“Yeah, clean that scent up or this fundraiser won’t go as well.”

It was the day of Seijoh’s annual cultural festival. The volleyball team was hosting a retro Western diner where they would be selling typical Western fast meals in their volleyball uniforms. Considering that Oikawa was one of the biggest names in their school, they couldn’t have his bitter scent driving away people. As the Seijoh third-years made their way to the gym, they were greeted with the sight of bustling tables that the first and second years were managing. Immediately they hopped into position, flitting between the curtained-off kitchen and the rest of their cafe.

“Got any room for me?”

Watari looked up from the menu, grinning. “(Name)!”

At the call of her name, the other males’ heads snapped to attention. Iwaizumi itched to approach his mate, but he was busy serving a table of Omegas, who were all busy gawking at his arms and giggling.

(Name) had changed out of her Shiratorizawa uniform, wearing her favourite blouse and skirt. It had been a rather hot fall day, the seasons still changing. “Right this way, (Name).” Watari led her to the open table closest to the kitchen - giving the pack an opportunity to greet her when they were walking to and from the main cafe.

“How’s it going so far?” (Name) asked Watari, glancing around. Her eyes lingered on the Omegas, her nostrils flaring slightly as one of the Omegas giggled even louder, leaning forward in an attempt to grab Iwaizumi’s attention.

“It’s been good! We’ve had a really steady flow all day,” Watari grinned before placing the menu down onto the table. “I have to get back to the front, but I hope we can chat more later!”

“Of course, Watari-kun. Don’t forget to drink water, okay?”

“Yes Mama,” Watari rolled his eyes playfully before taking back his position.

“Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.”

(Name) glanced up to see both Mattsun and Makki standing beside her. Behind them, Iwaizumi was glaring at their backs. He had planned on waiting on his mate, but the two idiots had snagged the chance as Iwaizumi was currently preoccupied with his own table. “Well don’t you both look so handsome,” she teased. They were all wearing their volleyball uniforms with a silver tie loose around their necks.

Mattsun ran a hand through his hair, giving her a cheeky grin. “Don’t we just?”

“What can we get for you, miss?” Makki winked, pinching his shirt by his shoulders and pulling it forward slightly in mock importance.

(Name) scanned their menu. “I’ll just have a milkshake and some fries please.”

“Anything for you madame,” Makki bowed with a flourish. The Omega rolled her eyes as the two walked away, arguing about who would be the one to fetch what.

Her eyes scanned the room once more. Each table was full. Oikawa had his own section, several Omegas sitting there in an attempt to vie for his attention. Oikawa threw (Name) a flirtatious wave, blowing her a kiss to the distaste of those hopeful Omegas.

(Name) rolled her eyes before she looked back at Iwaizumi - black filling her vision at the sight of a bold Omega grabbing onto his bicep. Blood rushed to her ears as she abruptly stood up, pushing the seat back before she strutted over to her mate.

“Oh, (Name)!” Iwaizumi’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of his mate - anger pulsing through their shared mark.

He didn’t know how to react when her hand darted forward, grabbing a fistful of his jersey in front of his chest as she yanked him towards her. He let out a confused mmph as their lips met, easily succumbing to her touch as his eyes shut.

“Wow,” he breathed as they pulled apart.

(Name) turned back to the Omegas, who visibly flinched before (Name) gave them a wide smile. “Sorry, I must have missed you there. Please keep your filthy paws off of my mate.” The Omega turned back to Iwaizumi, eyes darkening. “Haji, do you have your spare jersey?”

“Yeah, it’s in my duffel in the kitchen,” Iwaizumi replied, head still spinning from his mate’s actions.

“Thanks!” She chirped before strutting back towards the kitchen - leaving heads to turn and watch her. The Omegas were mortified, Iwaizumi was in a haze. The Seijoh pack, however, had an array of reactions. Kindaich was especially pale, unsure of what to think about the exchange. Yahaba’s jaw was slightly dropped. The third years, especially Oikawa, were busy trying to hide their laughter. Never before had they seen such a possessive display by (Name).

The two “quieter” ones of Seijoh Four approached (Name) just as she was unbuttoning her blouse. They both threw their heads back in laughter, Makki wiping tears from his eyes. “Damn, (Name), I didn’t know that you could be like that.”

“Like what?” The Omega’s nose flared as she finished tucking the jersey into her skirt. She fixed her hair slightly before turning back to look at the third years.

“Nothing! You’ve just never really been that possessive of Iwaizumi before,” Makki glanced over at the ace, who’s eyes were darkened.

“Yeah, that was kinda hot,” Mattsun admitted, ruffling her hair.

Iwaizumi let out a sharp growl at the contact, glaring at his packmate before he focused his energy on calming down his Alpha. His Alpha was more than prepared to claim her again right then and there after that display of dominance she had shown everyone.

She rolled her eyes, tugging the jersey more so that her marks were shown off to the world. “Am I not allowed to be possessive over my mate?” She sniffed, before retreating to her table. “Those silly Omegas should have seen his mark or smelled my scent on him.” With that, she spun on her heels and stalked off.

“We get it, Iwa’s yours, (Name),” Makki chortled, calling after the Omega who promptly ignored him.

A flush of lust and admiration filled Iwaizumi. His mate had never reacted so negatively when it came to other Omegas interacting with him. Though he hated that Mattsun had been the one to say it, it was definitely hot.

“She’s never done that before.” Iwaizumi muttered as he collected the dishes, briefly thanking Kindaichi and Kumini who were working in the kitchen.

“Done what?” Mattsun glanced over at the Omega.

“Been possessive.”

The other two exchanged glances as Oikawa came up. “What did you do to piss (Name) off, Iwa-chan?”

Iwaizumi rolled his eyes. “None of your damn business, now go take care of your tables before I beat you up.”

“So mean,” Oikawa lamented, rolling his eyes before heading back.

The males all watched as (Name) tugged down her shirt even more, broadcasting her bonding mark to the room as the scent of pine-mixed strawberry permeated the air. Iwaizumi frowned slightly. Just why was she being more possessive? He spared another glance over at his mate, a slight smile on his face.

He had always loved how his jersey looked on her.

*****

“It’s fine, we’ll take care of it. Go study!”

Semi waved the last of the first years off before turning back to the gym. The party had long since ended and now it was a matter of cleaning up before tomorrow’s morning practice. The Alpha bent down, gathering some fallen paper plates from the ground.

Footsteps caught his attention, but Semi kept his face down as he continued to collect the trash. Cinnamon washed over him. “That was fun.”

Silence.

“She seemed a lot happier.”

Semi’s lip twitched. “She really did.” Tendou’s scent soured the slightest, causing Semi to finally look up over at the middle-blocker. “What’s bugging you?”

Tendou frowned, leaning against the broom handle that he was holding. “I don’t want her to leave.”

“(Name)?”

“Yeah.”

Semi pursed his lips as he looked around the room. Just a few hours ago, (Name) was amongst the pack members, laughing. Looking like she belonged. It felt right to have her in the pack as she rubbed Goshiki’s back after he choked on his drink.

As she easily found Yamagata’s phone and made sure that the male had all of his items.

As she studied with them and made sure they all stayed on track.

As they had never felt as happy or as peaceful and the way that even the stoic Ushijima Wakatoshi became more expressive around her.

The Alpha shook his head, shrugging. “What do you want me to say, Tendou? She has a bond-mate.”

Tendou sighed, nodding. “As much as I don’t like Seijoh, she seems happy with him.”

“They are happy.”

“Oh, Semi! This is Iwaizumi, my bond-mate.”

The two males stood facing one another. Iwaizumi’s arms were crossed as he surveyed the other Alpha critically. Semi stood straight, unflinching under the scrutiny of the wing-spiker. Semi and (Name) had just finished a long study session on-campus, and Semi had walked her off-campus to ensure that she got home safely only to be greeted with the sight of the Seijoh player.

“Nice to meet you, Iwaizumi.”

“...Likewise.”

Both males remained silent. They had met one another prior to this, facing each other across the net and it wasn’t that (Name) wasn’t privy to that information. After all, she had yet to miss one of Iwaizumi’s matches.

Iwaizumi glanced over at his mate who stood completing the triangle, beaming before the two males - his eyes softening as he looked at her. Semi raised an eyebrow, both clearing his throat. “I’ll see you later, (Name)-chan, okay?”

“Sounds good! Thanks so much for everything.” (Name) hugged the Alpha before waving at him.

As she turned to walk down the street with Iwaizumi, the Omega laced her fingers with his, swinging their arms. The scent of pine peaked, rolling with waves of contentment. “Can we get ramen on the way home?”

Iwaizumi rolled his eyes, pulling her close to place a kiss on her forehead. “If that’ll make you happy, princess.”

From the moment that he had met Iwaizumi, Semi knew that (Name) and Iwaizumi were happy with one another. That they completed one another. It was a surreal experience seeing how gentle he was with his mate when on the field, he became a monster. But the one thing that Semi could say was that it was unsurprising how well they fit together, though. Iwaizumi was nothing if not reliable and considerate, similar to his mate. They took care of each other in a way that others would be hard-pressed to reciprocate.

“What does Wakatoshi think?” Semi asked, remembering that Tendou and the captain had spent a majority of the party with one another.

“I’m surprised you aren’t over there with her, Wakatoshi.”

Tendou sipped from his cup, eyeing the Omega who was standing with Semi.

Ushijima gave the slightest shoulder lift. “I thought it would be for the best that I gave her space.”

“Why’s that?”

“She asked me for it.” Ushijima’s grip tightened on his cup, knuckles whitening slightly. He cleared his throat. “(Name) asked me to give her space in order to see how she truly feels about me and the potential of our relationship.”

“So she’s considering whether she’ll accept you as a mate?”

“Yes.”

“Hopeful.” Tendou supplied, leaning the broom against his chest as he stretched his arms.

Semi hummed, nodding. “Hopefully it’s not unfounded.”

Tendou shrugged. “Even if it was, does it matter?” His scent got stronger, the sorrow seeping through the facade he put on. “I don’t wanna lose (Name),” Tendou said softly.

The Alpha threw Tendou a surprised look before quickly averting his eyes and clearing his throat. “Her happiness is what matters at the end of the day.”

“What about our happiness?” Tendou fired back before he shook his head. “Sorry. I do care a lot about her, but I’ve never felt so comfortable with anyone else.”

For once, Tendou was quiet.

In front of him was Ushijima, who wasn’t the type to make conversation to begin with. The sound of a tray being placed on the table caught his attention, but Tendou couldn’t bring himself to face the newcomer.

A soft hand grasped his, shocking him out of his stupor just as strawberry greeted him. “‘Tori, are you okay?”

His face cracked as he shook his head, abruptly standing up. “I have to go.” His footsteps rapidly retreated as he threw himself into an empty classroom. Tendou slumped against the wall, hiding right beside the door as he slid down.

The door opened and quietly shut as the warm strawberry scent entered, waves of concern hitting him. “Tendou, what’s wrong?”

Tendou shook his head, throat constricting. He hadn’t felt displaced in so long. It was rare for him to be affected by people’s comments, but hearing some of the first years complain how terrifying he was, it hurt. No matter how much time had passed, it still hurt him when even his paradise hurt him.

(Name)’s eyes softened as she sat down beside him, gently patting her lap. Tendou swung his legs over her lap, burying his face into her shoulder as his shoulders slumped, hands on his lap. The Omega hummed slightly, one hand stroking through his crimson locks as the other held his hand. They sat in silent for the rest of the lunch period - tears soaking her uniform as Tendou wept.

“T-thank you.” Tendou mumbled into her shoulder, breathing heavily as the strawberry gently caressed him, enveloping him in a blanket of comfort.

“You don’t have to thank me, ‘Tori. I care about you.” (Name) murmured, giving his clammy hands a light squeeze. “Are you feeling better?”

He sniffed, nodding. “I always feel better around you.”

“I’m glad.” She let out a breathy laugh. “I’ll always be here for you, ‘Tori. All of you.”

Semi let out a sigh. “Let’s hope for the best, yeah?”

“Yeah...”

BONUS

“Let’s all meet back here in 15 minutes, okay?” Reon instructed, clapping his hands as he looked at the rest of the team. Various chimes of agreement came from the crowd before they all darted off into various directions.

“Do you think she’ll like this?” Taichi asked Shirabu as they looked at the flannel fabric together.

Shirabu shrugged, face blank. As much as the setter respected the Omega, he thought that this whole excursion was a bit too...extreme. He’d rather buy her a gift-card for a restaurant or a store that she would shop at. The idea of making a home-made gift for an Omega he wasn’t interested in the slightest was tedious. On their other side, Goshiki was eagerly flicking through all the fabric options, excitement evident in his face.

The Beta shrugged before he put the roll back, shrugging his shoulders. “Man, this is hard,” Taichi complained. He looked around, seeing Tendou and Semi sitting at the computer. “What are they doing?”

Shirabu shrugged before they meandered over. Tendou was arguing with Semi as he pointed at the screen. “What are you idiots doing?” Shirabu huffed, blowing his hair up as he shook his head at his senpais.

“Don’t speak to your Senpais like that,” Semi snapped. “We’re trying to design something custom for (Name).”

At the moment, Tendou had a graphic of Haku going around the border of the square. The background was of a chocolate cookie pattern. Tendou stuck his tongue out as he carefully added a Totoro to the middle of the box.

On Semi’s screen, he just had a guitar pattern for his background. He pulled out a photo of him and (Name) from their second year, deciding that he wanted to throw it onto the fabric as well. He turned it into a black shadow outline where it was still clear who the people were before throwing it and centering it on the box.

Shirabu shook his head, walking away as he decided to settle for a soft grey fabric with stars on it. Beside him, Taichi picked out one with a starry-sky type print.

Ushijima paced the aisles, charged with getting the base fabric for all of them to use as he had already designed and finished his own fabric design. Ushijima paused, feeling the velvet plush fabric before placing the other fabric on top of the one in his arms. He walked towards the counter, waiting patiently for an employee to cut the fabric. “How much would you like?”

“Half a yard of this one.” He tapped on the navy blue fabric, the white rose prominent on it.

The Omega employee looks between him and the fabric before nodding. “Of course.” She pulls out her scissors, carefully measuring out a yard. “There’s a lot of you here,” she comments, looking around her store.

“Yes.”

“I’ve never seen so many Alphas together in a pack before.” Ushijima nods. “I suppose you’re buying a gift for a pack Omega then?”

“That’s right.”

The Omega hums as she folds up the rose fabric. “And how much for the other one?”

“Three yards please.”

The store-owner remained silent, it was clear that Ushijima wasn’t the most talkative person. The door chimed open, a pleasant lavender scent entering. Her head snapped up, smiling. “I’ll be right with you, Azumane-kun.”

Ushijima glanced curiously over at the entering wing-spiker. Asahi froze, his face paling at the sight of the entire Shiratorizawa pack. Beside him, Suga and Daichi entered, jasmine and coffee following their arrival. At this moment, Tendou and Semi appeared behind Ushijima, finally finished with their designs.

The six Alphas stared at each other. “Aren’t you from Karasuno?” Tendou tilted his head, recognising their volleyball jacket.

Daichi smiled. “Yes, we are. And I suppose we’ll see you again on the court.”

Ushijima raised an eyebrow. “You will have to beat Aoba Johsai in order to do that, and based on your previous loss, that may be difficult for your team.”

The three Karasuno third-years stiffened, jaws clenching slightly. “I suppose you’ll just have to wait and see, won’t you?” Daichi replied tersely before looking over at Asahi. “Why don’t we go get what we came for, Asahi?”

“R-Right!”

By now, the Shiratorizawa pack members had finished and were watching this little exchange. “Let’s head back to campus,” Ushijima told his pack, walking out the door. “I wish you the best, Karasuno.”

“Likewise.”

*****

“Why not a cat cafe?” Kindaichi suggested.

“Where are we going to get a bunch of cats?” Iwaizumi asked, raising an eyebrow. “Or did you mean for us to wear cat-ears while we worked?”

Oikawa raised a hand, brown eyes narrowing onto the male. “Kindaichi...are you a cat-boy?”

The rest of the Seijoh pack turned to face Kindaichi, eyebrows raised in various forms of amusement. Makki and Mattsun were barely able to stifle their laughter. Kumini looked like he wanted to die. Yahaba’s face scrunched up in horror.

The first-year’s cheeks flushed cherry red as he violently shook his head. “N-no! I meant having actual cats. But, you’re right, Iwaizumi-san.” Kindaichi lowered his head, pulling his jacket all the way up so that his face was covered before he shoved his hands into his pocket.

“Why don’t we just wear our volleyball uniforms?” Iwaizumi sighed, rubbing the creases out of his forehead. “Since everyone, especially Stupidkawa’s fans, will support us anyways.”

“Yeah that sounds good.”

“Yep.”

“That’ll do it.”

“Alright, I’m going home now.” Iwaizumi stood up, shrugging his bag on as a semblance of a headache began to creep in. “And Kindaichi?”

A shiver went down the male’s spine. “Yes, Iwaizumi-san?”

“We won’t judge you if you’re a cat-boy as long as you’re happy.” And with that, Iwaizumi stalked out the door leaving a roar of laughter in his wake.

*****

FUN FACTS

💟 Tendou had been the one to plan the entire birthday party for (Name) from the menu to how they’d make it happen.

💟 Tendou made all the desserts while the others made the other party foods. Turns out, Semi is incredible at making sushi

💟 The Shiratorizawa pack enjoyed the comforting and calming presence of (Name) so much, they would all be sad if she left the pack

💟 It was Ushijima’s idea to make the quilt. He had planned to make it himself but when he was shopping for fabric, Tendou brought up the idea about making it a pack-gift so that all members would be able to contribute

💟 In Japanese culture, white roses represent innocence, devotion, and silence

💟 Tendou picked out Haku, Totoro, and Princess Monoke for the Studio Ghibli characters for his patch

💟 Semi considers himself (Name)’s closest friend from the pack and she definitely is more open with him than she is with the others. She often babies the other members such as Goshiki and Tendou

💟 As much as Semi wants her to stay with the pack, he knows that she’s happier with Iwaizumi. He just hopes that she won’t forget about them if she does decide to leave officially

💟 Though Semi had yelled at her for accepting “all Alphas gifts”, he has also given her gifts

💟 Semi rotates between calling (Name) ‘little one’, ‘tiny’, and ‘baddie’ in an attempt to fluster and/or piss her off

💟 Oikawa totally forgot what happens when you complete a bond and had a total brain-fart about why Iwaizumi smelled like (Name)

💟 Only Kyotani wasn’t involved with the cafe. He did show up later and sat at (Name)’s table, taking delight in his chance to boss his team-members around

💟 The first years and other Omegas often call (Name) ‘Mama’ for her mothering nature, though it’s more playful than anything

💟 Both Mattsun and Makki decided they wanted to ‘spice things up’ and threw on the ties to see if they’d get any compliments. They were delighted to hear that there were some Omegas swooning after them because of it

💟 (Name)’s possessive behaviour triggered Iwaizumi’s Alpha. When they got home, he definitely took the time to reclaim her. all night long.

💟 Tendou has abandonment issues and is anxiously waiting for the day where (Name) will leave him too. He’s not sure whether he’d rather hear it from her directly or if he’d rather have her just disappear.

💟 Life for Shiratorizawa generally got better with her around to help them maintain themselves

💟 Tendou isn’t the only one who benefits from (Name)’s company during breakdowns. Even Semi, Taichi, Goshiki, and Shirabu have had their own breakdowns around her.

💟 Ushijima had to convince Washijo to allow them to end practice early in order for them to go to the store. (Name) was still on medical leave which is why she didn’t know about it

💟 The photo of Semi and (Name) were from one of their late-night study sessions at a cafe. They were going crazy and decided to take silly pictures together to relieve their stress

💟 Most packs will have a pack Omega, not necessarily a female. After this excursion, Semi, Tendou, and Ushijima decided to make a similar quilt for Reon to commerate his years with Shiratorizawa and causing a new tradition for the pack

💟 Asahi was supposed to go to the fabric store with his sister, but she ended up cancelling last-minute. He was supposed to help her design an outfit for her upcoming work event

💟 Kindaichi will never live down the “cat-boy” jokes for as long as the third-years are there, but the poor lad really just wanted to play with some cats. (Name) eventually found out and reprimanded the third-years before taking Kindaichi and the rest of the pack to a cat cafe, banning the third-years from coming

*****

AN: We’re getting close to the end! Next week will be the last chapter before the ending.

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bokutosworld · 3 years

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FALLING IN LOVE W HAIKYUU BOYS TO TAYLOR SWIFT SONGS

pairing: various x reader

word count: 800+ words, fluff.

summary: what falling in love feels like with them and the kind of lovers they are based on taylor swift songs that i think fit them

a/n: so taylor swift released the new version of love story and can i just say i am IN LOVE with it. and i somehow got inspired to revisit her old songs and thought of some hq characters that suit the songs :D ig this is a result of my swiftie brainrot so here ya go, happy valentines!

OUR SONG – nishinoya, ATSUMU, hinata, HOSHIUMI, tanaka, KOGANEGAWA

Experiencing love with them is like opening a box of chocolates; you never know what you’re going to get. There are no dull moments when they’re around; their surprises keeping your relationship alive and exciting. Arcade dates, impromptu midnight drives, shopping dates where you and him fill the aisles with boisterous laughter and looking all loved up, gathering the attention of jealous singles who wish they have what both of you share. Ultimately, they love like there’s no tomorrow; their affection all-consuming and making you feel like you’ve lucked out in life.

LOVE STORY – YAMAGUCHI, kita, OSAMU, ennoshita, DAICHI

They give you love that makes you believe that fairytale endings and happy every afters do exist. Maybe the two of you fall in love at first sight, catching each other’s eyes from across the room, and the rest is history. Each moment spent with them feels like a dream come true. Heartfelt words and affecting actions define your relationship, putting to shame every couple that existed in romance novels and movies. As lovers, they are faithful and passionate, and there’s no one else you’d want to grow old together with than them.

YOU BELONG WITH ME – BOKUTO, lev, GOSHIKI, komori, HANAMAKI, yaku

It’s a kind of love where both of you bring out the best in each other. You’ve been together since childhood, having seen one another in their best and worst days, yet the two of you still stick by one’s sides. Everyone – from your parents, friends, and even the neighbors – sees how well you two complement each other; and there’s really no one else who knows you better than them. They know how to calm the raging storm in your heart on your bad days, how you like your coffee in the mornings, or even how you’d like to be proposed to when that fateful moment comes and he’s ready to go down on one knee and ask that you spend the rest of lifetime together.

SPARKS FLY – KUROO, terushima, SUGAWARA, futakuchi, KONOHA, matsukawa

You think he’s on a league above your own, but when the two of you cross paths, the unexpected happens: you instantly hit it off. He comes off strong, a force you think you can’t reckon with, but to you, in secret, he brings down his guards and shows his true self – his troubles, desires, and ambitions that he believes only you can answer. It’s in the little things that you both realize your intense longing for one another: the staying up all night talking on the phone (not caring whether you’d wake up with eyebags), the intense lingering gazes exchanged from afar, brief kisses in secret hallways, and the subtle yet electrifying touches that make you feel hot and alive. It’s a love that you’re proud of, the kind that you’d want to showcase to the whole world.

CRUEL SUMMER - IWAIZUMI, kyotani, SUNA, kageyama, KUNIMI

You meet at a time when you needed each other the most. It was early midnight and you were the only two people left in the diner when he scoots in your booth, with his blinding smile and eyes that spelled trouble. Feeling bold and confident, he took your hand for a midnight rendezvous and before you knew it, you found yourself falling for him hook, line, and sinker. He teaches you how to be free, you teach him what’s it like to love. It’s a relationship where you’re both unsure but you’re exploring new territories and experiencing firsts together. He bathes you in a love that makes you crave for more. And though it doesn’t last as long as you hoped it would be, he leaves you a sweet aftertaste that lingers even long after you’ve separated.

MINE - TSUKISHIMA, tendou, SEMI, kenma, DAISHO

Romance was something you already crossed off in your life. You’ve seen people close to you get hurt, lose themselves, and cry their hearts out over someone. It was something you never wanted to experience until he came along. Like a knight in shining armor, he enters your life at the right time when you needed someone’s steady support the most. Along with his arrival, comfort and peace of mind comes to you. His love saves you, heals you, and puts back the broken pieces of your life together. He shows you what it is like to trust and give your whole heart to someone without fear of having it shattered into pieces. Most of all, you’ve find someone that you can now call your new home.

LOVER - AKAASHI, asahi, SAKUSA, ushijima, ARAN

Being in love with them is one of best things in the world. It’s the kind that makes you believe that soulmates do exist. As soon as your eyes land on them, it feels like you’ve known them your whole life and your breath is knocked out of your lungs as suddenly the world around you is painted in vibrant colors. You instantly feel connected to them, your soul attached to theirs in a way you couldn’t describe. You find yourself falling head over heels for them in everything they do, even in complete utter moments of silence where it’s just you and him in the comfort of your shared home. Simple post-it notes scattered all over apartment, the never-ending love confessions making you feel complete, whole, and reassured. Promise rings are exchanged as symbol of undying commitment; and sooner or later, these are traded for bands worn on your ring finger, signifying the gift of a lifetime together.

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pearl-blue-musings · 3 years

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🎶

Male reader but could you swap between using he/him and it/it's pronouns please

Kogane x Me x Goshiki

You deserve all 700 and more mwah

- @prince-lo

HELLO MY LOVE 🥰🥰🥰🥰

I got way way too excited for this that I had a PLETHORA of ideas in my head. I wanted to reach a bit into your theatre background that I ended up with two songs and two ideas 😅 I focus a lot on the lyrics and musical meaning so I hope this reaches you!

Reader will have he/him and it/it’s pronouns! And it’s SOULMATE AU :3

Aaaaaand you have two songs whoops 🙃

It’s long so

Goshiki couldn’t escape the feeling that had begun to plague him since his first year volleyball camp. It was bad enough that the boisterous orange head from his now rival school showed up randomly uninvited. It was the fact that a particular tall and equally as boisterous blond had caught his attention.

The need for him to befriend the other boys wasn’t lost on him and Goshiki found it admirable. He even began to call the naive boy by the nickname others had given him. But it was the fact that he felt so drawn in to him

That, and the matching rose tattoo with three falling petals that was on the nape of his neck.

Goshiki’s was well hidden, considering it was on his inner thigh so no one knew. At least until they were changing and him and the blond were one of the last ones there.

“Hey! Is that your soulmate tattoo Goshi?”

Koganegawa wasn’t known for his subtle ness, so he was blissfully unaware of the growing blush and flustered state of the future ace. “What’s wrong? Hey that looks familiar! Wait...”

The embarrassed ace fixes his sweatpants and abruptly turns to the tall blond and plants a sloppy first kiss. He pulls away with his fists clutched, speaking through tight lips.

“Koganegawa Kanji it appears we are soulmates! I researched the importance of the constant three meaning there is another we must look for and furthermore-“

His spiel is interrupted by chapped and nervous lips placed on his. It’s calming and suddenly things make sense to the bowl cut student, like doing volleyball has another reason and meaning to him.

“Did you feel the pull too? I asked everyone for their numbers because I was nervous to ask you and-! Wait! Does this mean we’re together?

“Yes! But only if anyone asks. I’m not ready to announce until we have our third but for now. Yes, yes we are.”

The others at the camp noticed the change between the two, but let it be. No one truly knew how happy yet weirdly empty they were in their relationship until the Sendai Frogs had a home game years later

*****

Transferring to Tohoku University was unplanned but was a welcome change to your life. Something about the tattoo on your forearm tugged you toward this area of Japan. It was warm and inviting but you were missing something. As chance would have it, your roommate played volleyball for a local team and he had invited you. Sure he was stand-offish, but he was nice enough to invite you

So there you were sitting alone at the game. Seeing the different couples around you shouldn’t have bothered you but it had. Until an unfamiliar tug pulled your gaze toward the court and to the back of a Jersey a few rows in front of you once the Sendai Frogs had won.

The striking blond hair that was mixed with black bangs made your heart skip a beat. It was like the seas had parted for you two- no three! as the tall and tan blond seemed to bring the man you saw earlier into a hug, though brief. The couple in the middle of the court seemed to feel the familiar tug they felt years ago.

They part and spot you, one of the most beautiful men they’ve ever seen. Their jaws drop at the sight of you as the two tall men approach you as the crowds don’t bother them and the sounds of the arena drown out. They finally meet you and you’re in shock.

“Wow.”

“You must be our third.”

“I’m Koganegawa Kanji and he’s Goshiki Tsutomu!”

The three of you stop and stare and burst into laughter, a sense of calmness coming over the three of you. This is why you came to Japan. You had finally found your mates and you couldn’t be happier.

*******

“Babe it’s about to start! Come back to the couch!”

You’re snuggled up to Koganegawa under a blanket, preparing to watch some Bo Burnham for a date night in.

You hear Goshiki sigh from in the kitchen. “I’m getting my boys popcorn! I’ll be right there.” You giggle and lay your head back down on the blond’s shoulder. The couch dips under the added weight of your other boyfriend as he puts the popcorn on the coffee table and kisses your cheek. “How did a guy like me luck out with two of the best men in all of Japan?”

Kogane ponders the rhetorical question and joyfully responds. “Because we’re all soulmates!”

“Babe,” you chuckle and pat his cheek. “It was rhetorical. It’s a good thing you’re a himbo.”

Kogane looks at you confused before shrugging and laying back into the couch. You laugh and see Goshiki roll his eyes and rest a hand on your thigh, urging you to start the show. This is it isn’t? What you had always wanted, a simple love. A love that you never thought was possible. A love that made everything make sense. The way you three men filled and flowed into each other’s lives was effortless. And you never wanted to live without it.

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admiringlove · 3 years

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III: rivalry; a match of quidditch to never forget.

— a small bet to beat miya atsumu’s ass. let’s catch the snitch, shall we?

+pairing: miya atsumu x reader.

+genre: crossover(hq x hp); fluff; angst; frenemies to lovers.

+word count: 2k

+warnings: just two idiots not realizing something important about their love lives.

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It had been five days since you had that interaction with Atsumu in the hallway. And today, being the day to finally win the bet against him, you pulled your emerald Quidditch robes on.

"C'mon, [L/N], how long does it take ya to change? Kiyoko's done already!" You heard Atsumu's echo voice outside the changing room, and you chuckled, picking up your Nimbus 2001 from your locker and walking out.

The yellow-haired boy didn't know what came over him when you walked out to greet your other teammates. You were chatting with Kiyoko and Osamu—your haired pushed back away from your face as the wind blew through your emerald robes. Atsumu's heart felt like it was being thrown around like a Quaffle, but only he wasn't playing Quidditch(yet).

There wasn't anything special about you today, you were just wearing the same pine-green and pewter-grey uniform, readying yourself to play in the field. So why did Miya Atsumu think you looked more ethereal than anything he's ever seen? He was the Captain of the Slytherin Quidditch Team, for Salazar's sake. The first practice was today.

Oh right, he's the Captain. That made Atsumu snap out of his thoughts as he clapped his gloved hands loudly, "Aight, everybody! Listen up!"

He really didn't know how Kita handled his antics last year. The way he and Osamu literally almost fought in the middle of a game probably made the Kita Shinsuke furious. Yet here he was, the "impulsive" one of the lot, as Captain this year.

Practice, at first, was namely awkward. He was new to the responsibilities—he was scared he wouldn't be good enough, and to top that, Osamu kept on snickering when he tried to tell the younger players what to do.

"Hey," you nudged Atsumu's broom, a cool breeze passing by you as you looked at him with comforting eyes, "You're doing great. Don't worry about it."

"Thanks," he let out a genuine chuckle, looking over to his juniors—whom he had told to practice their aim with the Quaffle. Then, a sudden lightbulb lit in his mind, as he looked over to you, "Ya do remember our bet, don't ya?"

"Erm... I certainly do, why?" you looked at him with your furrowed brows as you slowed your flying pace. He smirked, looking at you with the expression you know all too well.

"'Tsumu, no—"

"Okay, everyone! Listen up! We're going to play a game before wrapping practice up for the day!" his voice boomed through the pitch, as everybody flew down to the ground together. You rolled your eyes as you began, "I literally just told you not to do that—"

"Okay, we're splitting into two teams. [L/N], you're with Suna, Sakusa, Kiyoko, Tsukishima, Tobio, and Shirabu. And the rest are with me," Atsumu gave you a side-glance as your expression turned into a somewhat pout. He was being fair with splitting the teams, taking two first-years himself, and giving you the other two(to be honest, he was giving you gifted players). But you hated him for not listening to you—maybe you were just being petty, who knows?

The match started off when Atsumu let out the Bludgers and got into position. And while everyone was busy playing their parts, he winked at you.

You hated it here.

The Quaffle was first taken by a player of Atsumu's team—Kunimi, who avoided the Beaters of your team without any effort. You huffed as you looked around for the Golden Snitch, as you only had two minutes to catch it(and you really didn't want to lose the bet).

Kiyoko, the Keeper of your team, successfully stopped Kunimi from throwing the Quaffle through the hoops, but Atsumu sent a Bludger her way—it almost hit her, but she avoided it just in time. The two iron Bludgers were being hit at many players in unison by the despicable Miya Twins—you knew they were capable Beaters, Atsumu was approaching a career as one, for fuck's sake—as you scoffed. This was one of their strategies that couldn't be beaten by someone unless you had been playing with them for a long time. Atsumu would go towards the right side of the pitch and Osamu would go to the left, constantly passing the Bludgers to one another and not letting the other team get their hands on them. It was smart, really, and required so much precision(you couldn't deny it, he was talented and smart when he wanted to be).

And just then, a Golden ball of victory passed by Atsumu's head, causing a sly smile to form on your lips as he whips his head around to focus on you for just a moment. This time, it was you who winked at him—the brief interaction made him blush as your broom zoomed past him to chase after the Snitch. Luckily, Goshiki(Atsumu's seeker) was on the other side of the pitch, so passing most of the players from your team would definitely slow him down.

Almost there, you thought, as you reached your hand out for it—flying as fast as you could on your Nimbus 2001. The light broom made it easy for you to slowly stand up, lifting yourself as you reached for the Snitch at an unstoppable speed.

And just then, an iron Bludger hit by Miya Atsumu came your way, knocking you off your broom.

When Atsumu saw you stand up on your broom, his competitive energy seemed to rile up as he smirked.

Now is a perfect time, he thought. A leer danced on his lips as he readied his bat, gesturing for Osamu to send the Bludger his way. Atsumu didn't mean to hurt you, really, he just wanted to win the bet—and although that was childish, he just couldn't help himself.

Goshiki caught the Snitch just as you fell. The match stopped, and Atsumu noticed that you weren't moving. Swiftly, he landed next to you on the ground.

"[L/N]?" he pulled on your hand, "[Y/N], don't play games with me right now. I know ya all too well, ya did this like a hundred times last year, get up."

"'Tsumu, the hell didja do?" Osamu came up behind the Captain, asking him what happened as a few other Seniors began walking towards the commotion as well. Atsumu slowly shook his head, handing his broom to his twin as he quickly picked you up in his firm arms.

"Atsumu, I'm asking ya something!" his twin yelled as the yellow-haired boy began walking towards the Infirmary. Atsumu looked back, "Wrap up practice for me, will ya? Yer Vice Captain for a reason!"

Osamu was taken aback when his brother said that. But he knew that his pig-brained idiot excuse of a brother was finally doing the right thing, even if it meant he'd continue being a sissy and not confessing his love for the certain someone in his arms.

To say that Atsumu felt horrible, was an understatement. He had this gut-wrenching feeling and his breathing felt incredibly shallow. He was taking quick, but short steps. His voice was hitched in his throat as he could already feel a lump forming. He couldn't even bear to look at you right now.

But as he found himself looking down, immense guilt flooded his heartstrings, snapping a few of them in the process. You were unconscious, a narrow line of rouge spilling down from your forehead as you lay in his arms. If you weren't hurt, Atsumu would almost say you look peaceful like that—eyes closed, lips contorted into a somewhat blissful expression without any strain on your muscles.

You looked blissful—only you weren't in bliss, you were in pain; actual physical pain because of him. Atsumu wanted to tell you how wrong you were on the night of your first day back. He wanted to tell you that he really was reckless and that you were too nice to see it. He wanted to tell you that he wasn't deserving of anybody in his life, even his own brother.

He wanted to tell you he doesn't deserve you.

That day, as he found himself next to your bedside through the night in the Infirmary, he could feel his carob eyes starting to blur due to the tears brimming in there. Hot tears soaked into your mattress leaving damp evidence that in fact, Miya Atsumu was crying. It was hard to hide, because anyone who would witness his face could instantly comfort him, or ask him what's wrong, so he hid in the blankets. He kept his head down, pretended to sleep, letting out an occasional hiccup or shaky breath.

"'Tsumu?"

Miya Atsumu has never looked up this quickly in his whole life.

"'Tsumu, are you... crying?" you asked, the medicine making you slur your speech but you didn't care—all you cared about right now was the piss-haired boy who sat by your bed even though it was past twilight. Your gaze softened as you reached out and ruffled his hair, giving him a warm smile in the process. You had just woken up, and the sight you got to see made your heartstrings tighten.

"Hey, it's okay," you say as he turns away from you, continuing to hide the fact that he was crying, even if you had already seen it.

"I'm not cryin'. Ya never saw that," he said gruffly, clearing his throat as he got up to leave. You pouted slightly, "I just woke up and you're already leaving? Isn't it like 2 in the morning?"

"Yer supposed to rest and I don't wanna bother ya," he shot you a quick thumbs-up, faking a smile in the process. You gave him a look that said, 'Do you seriously think that's convincing?'.

"Sit here and keep me entertained," you gesture to the stool he was sitting on just moments ago. He gives you a half-way smile, obeying what you said as you chuckled.

"Are you crying because of me?"

"I thought I said ya never saw that," he grunted as you giggled lightly, the empty Infirmary lighting up with joy as your laugh filled Atsumu's ears.

"In my defense, you're my friend and I care for you," you said between your laughs. Just that sentence felt like a rose thorn pricking against your throat, but you smiled through it, not knowing the same went for Atsumu.

"Thanks," Atsumu smiled, "And since I almost killed ya, I'm thinkin' I should take you to Hogsmeade and buy ya Treacle Tarts after all."

"Score! [L/N] catches the Snitch and kicks Miya Atsumu's arse!"

Madam Pomfrey had let you go when you swore you'd take your medicine on time; it had taken a lot of begging, but she eventually let you go. A fine Saturday morning—well, it was way past noon, but still, fine Saturday afternoon.

"How'd Poppy let ya go that fast?" 'Tsumu saw you first when you walked through the Common Room door and he was simply sitting on the sofa, flipping a few books(you were proud, he was actually doing his homework).

"I told her I'd take my medicine. I'm also responsible, very unlike you," you stuck your tongue out as you plopped yourself down. He let out a dry chuckle, shaking his head as he looked at you with softened eyes.

He continued doing his work in comfortable silence as you just sat there. Atsumu's focusing on a few worksheets from Potions and DADA. You would've helped, but he never asked.

You looked at him, how not even a little bit of sweat passed down his forehead(even though it was quite warm because of the fireplace). His yellow mop of hair was perfectly styled and combed, parted, and one single strand sticking up at places where it made you smile.

His tongue stuck out in concentration. You could probably compare his eyes to the warmth of a wintry, everlasting hearth or a bonfire—the crackling from the fireplace sort of soothed your heart as you gazed into his hickory orbs. They really did look like the wood from a fire, maybe the type of wood that never fully turns into ashes even if they've been burning for a long time.

You sighed. You should probably get up and spend your day resting, or completing your homework—that would be the right decision to make, but you really didn't want to.

"Hey, [Y/N], what's an Inferius?" Atsumu questioned you out of the blue, making you snap out of your trance.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"An Inferius, [L/N]. I swear to Salazar, ya really do look like yer starin' at me sometimes."

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reaction to s/o being flirted with | headcannons

request: can I get an imagine on how bokuto and ushijima would react if they turned a corner and suddenly saw there fem!s/o getting cornered against a wall by a random 3rd year that has been recently flirting with her. And s/o is small 152cm/5'0 please make them seperate scenarios :)

a/n: ahh i'm really trying to get the hang of characterisation rn so i'm sorry if they're a lil ooc :( but please leave me any feedback, it'd honestly be really helpful! hope you enjoy anon <3

warnings: hmm, some swearing but that's all :))

pairings: ushijima wakatoshi x fem!reader

BOKUTO

After winning a match, Bokuto's first instinct is to run to you and allow you to shower him in the praise. Especially if it had been a particularly hard match with strong opponents. He'd run to you and scoop you up into his arms, not caring about the deadpan looks he'd get from his team mates, holding you close as you told him how well he'd done. Knowing how proud of him you were just made him so incredibly happy and to see you waiting for him at the entrance to the auditorium was the thing he looked forward to most during matches.

However, on this particular day, you were nowhere to be found.

He looked high and low when the match had finished, but he just could not seem to find you. You weren't waiting by the entrance like you usually were, nor were you by the vending machines getting him a post-game snack like you would occasionally do. You also weren't answering any of his excited texts. Due to this, Bokuto simply became more and more dejected as he and the rest of his team mates walked towards the receptionists area, his emo-mode settling into place.

"Bokuto-san, she's probably just in the bathroom," Akaashi reminded him, sighing quietly to himself as Bokuto looked to him with sorrow in his eyes.

"But... but Akaashi, she always waits for me after games. She wouldn't let her BLADDER stop her! And I saw her in the crowd! So she's here somewhere, maybe she just didn't wanna see me..." he cried dramatically, allowing his arms to drag by his sides.

Rolling his eyes, Akaashi rounded the corner and stopped dead in his tracks. Immediately, he put one hand on Bokuto's shoulder to gain his attention and pointed down the hallway. There you were. In quite the predicament. Caged between a tall third year's arms, the discomfort was incredibly clear on your face, even from the distance Bokuto and Akaashi were standing. The boy was talking animatedly to you while you smiled politely up at him, though anyone would have been able to tell the smile was really forced.

Bokuto knew this boy. He'd seen him talking to you when he'd come to pick you up after classes, sliding his arm around your shoulders and getting far too close for comfort. Of course, Bokuto wasn't the type to immediately assume the worst. He trusted you and knew you wouldn't do anything to prove him otherwise. However, it was the third year he didn't trust.

The aura radiating off Bokuto switched quickly, going from downcast to fiery.

What the fuck did this dude think he was doing?

In a few quick steps, he was standing right behind the perpetrator and (more aggressively than he'd intended to) pulled him back from you by his shoulder. Frustrated at the interruption, the boy flew around to face him and was met with 6'1 of pure muscle, this clearly intimidating him quite a lot. This boy may have been tall, but compared to Bokuto, he stood no chance.

Shrinking back, the boy spoke timidly. "What do you w-"

"Y/N, I found you!" Bokuto let out a happy cry and pushed the guy aside while wrapping his arms around your waist, hugging you tightly to him as the third year watched on awkwardly. Keeping one arm around your waist, Bokuto then turned to the cowering boy. "Is this what was keeping you?" He asked you, his eyebrows furrowed as he looked him up and down.

"Uh, look man, I'm sorry. We were just talking, I swear," the boy babbled, holding up his hands in defense, not wanting to provoke Bokuto even more. Bokuto frowned at him and looked down at you for confirmation. Playing with the sleeves of your boyfriend's jersey that was wrapped around you, you avoided his gaze, not wanting to make the situation worse. Luckily for you, Akaashi decided to step in.

"I'm glad we found you, Y/N-san. Bokuto-san, let's go, we have to get to the bus," he said pointedly, taking your boyfriend's elbow and dragging him gently, but firmly, in the opposite direction. Bokuto's gaze didn't waver for a few seconds, honestly looking more comical than intimidating at this point—walking away with Akaashi pulling him, his arm wrapped around you while craning his neck to glare at the boy who'd been heavily flirting with you.

No sooner had you rounded the corner before he threw his arms around you yet again. "Y/N! I thought you were avoiding meeee," he said childishly, as he held you tightly to him. "Did you see me hit that awesome spike!!"

You giggled lightly at his antics. "I sure did! You were amazing, babe,"

Your praise made everything totally worth it.

USHIJIMA

For Ushijima, seeing you just before a match had become a routine. You'd help him stretch or simply sit in eachother's company while you did most of the talking, chatting about how excited you were for the game or about something silly you'd seen Tendou do that day. He wasn't the type to get nervous before a match, but having you there with your soft voice filling the air, set him at ease.

Which is why right now, he was beginning to get slightly worried.

Not about the match. He was incredibly confident that they'd be able to win even without your presence. But he was worried about you.

After you'd exited the bus, you'd mentioned that you needed to go to the bathroom before parting ways with the team. They'd continued onto the auditorium and hadn't really paid much attention to your absence until now. The whole team was so used to your encouraging tone and they way you'd fuss over them to make sure they had everything they need; not having you there felt strange indeed.

"Y/N-senpai sure is taking a long time..." Goshiki mentioned to Tendou as he looked around the room. "I hope nothing's happened. I want her to see me ace this match! Do you think she's okay?"

Tendou looked down at him, pondering, before turning to Ushijima and repeating the question. "Hey Wakatoshi, you worried about Y/N? She's taking a long time for just a bathroom break, dont'cha think?" he asked, tilting his head slightly while attempting to read Ushijima's current feelings.

Ushijima stayed silent; though for Tendou, the sight furrow in his forehead answered his question. Without saying a word, Ushjima rose up from his stretching position on the floor and left the room, the eyes of his team mates following him curiously.

As he wandered the halls, all the ace could think about was where you were. You were honestly one of the only things that could push the thought of volleyball out of his mind, even for just a brief moment. In the beginning of your relationship, it wasn't uncommon for Ushjima to blow off your plans to practice late or leave you waiting while going over strategies with the team. However, your patience with him and the progression in your relationship since then truly showed how much he cared for you.

Ushijima was not a very expressive man, that was for sure. He never exactly had much to say and really only spoke him mind when it was necessary. Jealousy wasn't an emotion he was accustomed to to say the least and he rarely got jealous, even when you were spending a lot of free time with a certain friend of yours. Though he was slow with social cues sometimes, Ushijima was no fool and knew when someone was flirting, and this friend of yours was certainly crossing the line with you a few weeks back.

You being one of the only people able to read him, you had understood immediately that the ace was jealous and had tried to distance yourself from this friend as politely as possible. But still, while he was looking for you, all that seemed to go through Ushijima's mind was images of you and your friend together.

And his worries were correct.

As he rounded the corner of the hallway that led to the bathrooms, Ushjima stopped in his tracks and took a second to process the situation in front of him.

He'd found you. But so had someone else. You were gingerly leaning against the wall while your friend (that seemed twice your size at this point) was cupping your face with one hand, bending down slightly to really invade into your personal zone. Ushijima honestly had never felt an emotion quite like this before. A frown on his face, he approached quickly and cleared his throat viciously once he'd gotten behind your friend.

Scoffing, the boy turned around, coming face to face with your boyfriend's intense stare. There was something in his eyes that just screamed danger—or maybe it was more accurate to say it screamed "get the fuck away from my girlfriend."

Due to the change in position, you were finally able to free yourself from in between the wall and your friend, moving to the side and awkwardly watching the staring contest that was going on between Ushijima and his fellow third year. If you didn't break this up, they'd be there forever and neither seemed to be backing down. Though you couldn't tell whether your friend was frozen in defiance or fear.

Stepping forward, you took Ushijima's arm in your hands and tugged it gently, causing him to look down at you.

"Babe, can we go? You'll miss the match," you said, trying to diffuse the situation before anything got out of hand.

At the sound of your voice and the reminder of the match, Ushijima calmed down a considerable amount. "Yes. You're right," he replied, turning his body towards you and starting to walk away. Before you turned to go around the corner, your boyfriend stopped walking and looked behind him to your friend standing alone in the middle of the corridor.

"Don't touch her again."

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Shiratorizawa Snowball War Part 2: The Confession [Tendou]

A second part to this fic, just sweet fluff with my favourite red haired dork. Tagging @feverish-dove because you requested it. I hope you like it?

He just can’t wrap his head around the fact that you could like him back. You, the person who sits and talks about each Jump with him for hours, who cheers the loudest and longest at their games, always ready to point out their ‘amazing middle blocker’ while everyone else fawns over the ace, the person who leapt to his defense more than once when other students tried to make fun of him.

“C’mon, time to go. You don’t want to get caught in here.” You groaned, burying your face into the warm chest you rested against, your hands fisting in the material of his shirt. “But I’m cozy and warm here.” You mumbled, stubbornly not shifting. “Is your dorm not also warm y/n? Perhaps you should talk to the staff…” You blinked awake, peering up at Ushijima from your position nestled against Tendou. Your cheeks reddened as you came to, remembering you were surrounded by the rest of the Volleyball team as you snuggled into your best friend. You must have dozed off again after drinking your tea, lulled to sleep by the low rumble of voices around you. Above you Tendou chuckled, the low rumble in his chest vibrating through your whole body. “Their dorm is just fine Wakatoshi.” His warm hand came to rest on your head, fingers carding through your hair. “C’mon sleeping beauty, time to head back.” You pouted up at him, loathe to leave the warm nest of blanket and the comfort of resting against the man you’d had a crush on for far too long. Something mischievous flashes through his eyes as he grins down at you. “Guess I’ll just carry you then.” You barely have time to protest before you’re thrown over his shoulder in a fit of giggles, there’s a lot more strength in those lanky limbs of his than appearances would have you believe. “Tori! Tori no, let me down! I’ll walk!” You yelp between fits of laughter, hand slapping against his back as the others look on amused. And if Tendou is glad you’re facing the opposite way when he sees the grin on Eita’s face and the thumbs up sign he throws his direction, or the way Goshiki’s face flushed bright red when faced with the sight of your ass bent over his shoulder, well he’s not going to tell anyone. “You two are disgusting. Put them down.” “Aww Shirabu, you’re no fun.” Tendou huffs, dropping you to your feet far more gently than you expected. “Thanks Shirabu, thank you Tori.” You hum, though your soft smile is only fixed on the redhead.

You walk through the snowy campus arm in arm, the sky already dark and littered with stars. The air is chilly as you press yourself against the warmth of his body, your mind running through a million ways to finally voice your feelings, while he chatters on about the latest issue of Jump. “Hey, y/n? You’re not listening are you?” You flinch, stopping dead in your tracks and turning to look at him, thankful that the darkness hides the burning of your cheeks. “I’m sorry Tori, I was just… thinking.” He peers at you and for a brief, terrifying moment you’re almost sure he can read your mind. There’s something in his eyes that makes you feel like he’s peering into your brain, picking through all of the countless confession scenarios you’d mulled over on the short walk. But he spots the beginnings of panic in your eyes and grins instead, he might like making people uncomfortable on and off the court, but you’re an exception. He loves to tease but you’re one person he doesn’t ever want to break (not unless you asked anyway). “Distracted by this handsome face?” His tone is self-depreciating, and if you weren’t so fixated on the brilliant opening he just gave you you probably would have scolded him for it. ‘This is it’ you tell yourself. There’s probably not going to be another moment like this, not one where the topic comes up so easily, a smooth addition to conversation rather than something where the pressure of bringing it up threatens to crush you. “Yes.” You can’t look at him as you speak, instead focusing hard on the snow around your feet. “I… Tori…. I… Ilikeyou.” Tendou freezes, eyes wide as he stares down at you. He knows what you said, can parse the words individually despite the rush in which they left your mouth, but he’s struggling to accept the meaning. Despite what Semi told him earlier, despite what he saw in your eyes before you pulled your gaze away from him. He just can’t wrap his head around the fact that you could like him back. You, the person who sits and talks about each Jump with him for hours, who cheers the loudest and longest at their games, always ready to point out their ‘amazing middle blocker’ while everyone else fawns over the ace, the person who leapt to his defense more than once when other students tried to make fun of him. You were his best friend, of course you did, he always thought he was just projecting his feelings onto you. But then again Ushijima was his best friend too… Fuck, how hadn’t he seen it before? While he was thinking it all over, the pieces slotting into place, you shifted awkwardly and chanced a glance back up at him. For someone usually so expressive you really couldn’t read him this time and your heart jumped into your throat, instantly thinking the worst. “I- I’m sorry Tori. I’ll just… I’ll go.” You stammered, spinning to leave and skidding on a patch of frozen snow. Tendou’s reflexes kicked into action at your yelp of alarm, breaking him out of his thoughtful stupor as an arm snapped out and caught you around the waist, halting your fall. With a happy hum he tugged you against his body, trapping you against his chest as he rested his chin on top of your head. “I like you too.” You can’t help the sigh of relief or the stupid grin that splits your face at his words. “I have for a while. Guess your terrible taste in men works in my favour.” You huff and slap his arm. “I have excellent taste in men.” “Then why would you pick me?” You sigh again, leaning back into his chest and closing your eyes. “Because, Tendou Satori, you are amazing. You’re hilarious and kind, you talk Jump with me, you’re so creative with your songs and everything else. And your skills in volleyball! I can never take my eyes off you when you play, it’s like you’re ten steps ahead of anyone else.” You pause, embarrassed now you realise you’re spilling your heart to him. “Besides, I think you’re very handsome.” Tendou hums, burying his face in your hair while he fights back the tears pricking the corners of his eyes. “You know I’m kind of weird right?” “Maybe. But you’re my kind of weird, the best kind of weird. Who else would convince the Volleyball team to have a snowball fight with me?” “Can I kiss you?” His grip loosens around you and you turn to face him, lifting on your tiptoes soi your lips are level with his, his warm breath ghosting over your face. Slowly he dips his head down, one large hand cradling your face as his lips press against yours. The kiss is brief, sweet in a way you weren’t entirely expecting, but then again nothing with Tendou is to be expected. You’re both blushing when you pull apart, his hand coming down to twine his fingers with yours, tugging you back towards your dorm. “You know, now we’re dating you have to wear my jersey to all our games?” “I practically do that anyway you dork.” You grin, the word dating sending warmth flooding through your body. “But now we’re dating does this mean I get to give you good luck kisses?” “I demand them!”

You stopped outside your dorm, leaning up to give him one last kiss. “See you tomorrow, boyfriend.”

#My writing #haikyuu #tendou satori #tendou x reader #haikyuu x reader #fluff #halo.writes

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