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[kirishwima]

LOVE IN THE TWITCH ERA // Masterpost [tl;dr-A social media AU story with streamer/youtuber Kenma and fellow streamer Y/N, with whom they’re just really close friends and co-workers…unless?]

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[mimi-cee-hq]

A Glimpse of Yellow: Suna x f!reader - Chapter 1

Summary: When you try to convince the Miya twins that you were finally over your long time crush, they somehow start thinking you're dating Suna — and, for some reason, he goes along with it.

Relationships: Suna x f!reader, mostly platonic!Inarizaki x f!reader

Genre, etc.: fluff, romance, friendship, getting together, fake dating, slow burn, acquaintances to friends to lovers, canon compliant

Words: 1.6k

*****

"I don't like him anymore," you responded to the Miyas.

Suna sat at his desk a couple of seats from you as a few of your classmates loitered after school had ended. After your confession, Suna observed the twins' reactions. Osamu narrowed his eyes, inspecting your facial expressions. Atsumu's jaw hung open as he gawked at you.

"Didn't you say that you'd wait?" Atsumu said once he regained control of his mouth. He leaned over your desk and continued to ramble. "You made such a big deal about it."

"Well…," you started, avoiding eye contact and glancing at the wall. "I just changed my mind."

Atsumu pursed his lips. "Of course you changed your mind." He leaned back against the seat behind you, crossing his arms. He rolled his eyes, saying, "You're never serious about anything."

"How could you say that?" you retorted. "It's been seven years!"

"Only to give up in the end," Atsumu replied.

You blinked a few times before you ground your teeth. This wasn't about your crush anymore. You forced yourself to take a breath and resign into a sigh.

"'Tsumu," Osamu said pointedly.

"What?"

"Stop being a jerk."

"How was I being a jerk?"

Suna deadpanned as the two Miyas continued to bickered. Second year was going to be a lot louder with the twins together in the same class.

You started browsing through your phone, ignoring them to create your own comfortable bubble. Suna thought Atsumu would have known better than to push your buttons, but Atsumu wasn't known to be considerate either. Suna didn't understand why you considered him to be one of your best friends.

He thought back to a post Atsumu shared on social media. It was about the time the twins pulled you into one of their prank calls during your middle school years. Of course, they used your phone and as a result, you started getting spam calls every other day. The person they pranked took their revenge by handing your number to solicitors. When you told the twins about it, they just laughed. This was one of the many reasons why Suna steered clear of their antics. But for some reason, you still stuck with them.

Suna slouched in his seat, pulling out his own phone from his pocket. Mindlessly browsing through it, he started reorganizing the playlists on his music app. He had one for his afternoon stroll back to his house during days with no volleyball practice. Another was for those exhausting runs around the block, slipping his earbuds in without the team noticing. He also had a list for dumping the songs that resonated with him but he had nowhere to put. He'd get to them some day.

Hearing footsteps from the door, Suna glanced up from his phone to see Kita walking towards you.

"Oh! Kita!" you exclaimed, your eyes lighting up. "I didn't notice you were here!"

Kita stood at your desk, hands resting in his pockets. "You got over your crush?" His tone was forthright and direct.

"Ugh." You slapped your forehead. "I still can't believe you knew about it." Kita must have heard your conversation from the hallway.

"Everyone knew about it," Osamu added. You shot a glare at him.

Suna didn't know who it was since he had only moved here in first year. Glancing at Kita, Suna spotted a slight frown. He was curious to know how you were able to get a reaction from the person he considered to be a robot.

"Oh shoot!" You abruptly stood up, chair legs grinding the floor. You stuffed your phone in your bag along with the notebooks and pens that were scattered on your desk.

"Where are you going?" Atsumu asked.

You pressed your lips together, pushing your items into your bag a little faster. You rushed for the door only to have Osamu blocking your path.

"You're avoiding the question again," Osamu commented.

"Just move," you sighed as you nudged him to move aside. "It's none of your business."

Osamu didn't move. He curiously raised his eyebrow at you. You attempted to walk around him, but Osamu continued to block you with a smug grin. As Suna watched the battle between the two of you, his eyes perked up after getting a glimpse of the clock on the classroom wall.

Osamu continued to have fun with you, but you weren't up for it. "Osamu," you said, "can you please just–"

"Y/n, let's go," Suna told you, rising from his seat.

You scrunched your eyebrows together, trying to make sense of Suna's words. Osamu blinked a couple of times and Atsumu gave a small "huh?"

Suna didn't address your reactions, packing up his own bag. Approaching you, he said, "Well? Didn't you want to go?"

When you came to and clued in to what he was doing, you replied, "Oh right!" You rushed past Osamu and out the door with Suna following. At the same time, Aran came into your classroom to look for Kita and gave you a wave as you left.

"Uhhh… since when have Suna and Y/n talked?" asked Atsumu.

Osamu shrugged. "What if they're dating," he said with a snicker.

"Uhh… but he's the total opposite of her type," said Atsumu.

Aran raised his eyebrow. "What are they talking about?" he asked Kita.

"It was obviously a joke," Osamu replied. "Maybe that's why her crush is gone," he laughed.

"Hey," Kita gestured to Aran, ignoring the twins' conversation. "Let's go." Kita stepped out the door and Aran followed, waving the twins goodbye.

*****

Clutching a closed umbrella in your hand, you were glad it wasn't raining. You didn't want to cancel your plans.

You had been walking a few minutes away from school, but strangely, Suna was still beside you. Looking at the cherry blossoms on the ground, you wondered why this high school guy was even walking with you.

You glanced at Suna who was hunched over as he scrolled through his phone. His earbuds dangled around his neck. You inched away from him because, although he wasn't close, you still felt the need to put some distance. You took another peak at him. Suna didn't say anything.

"Was that rude of me?" you thought. "I think I just made things more awkward."

Still, you were thankful he got you out of the twins' interrogation. You sighed, imagining how the scene would've likely played out otherwise. You didn't want to bring up the topic that got a certain Miya going.

Your walk had only been five minutes but the awkward silence had multiplied its felt duration. You barely knew this guy. Sure, you knew that Suna was familiar with the twins, Kita and Aran through their volleyball club, but you never hung out together. The twins were either with you or they were with their club. You and Suna were in different circles. Having mutuals didn't automatically make you friends.

But you did see Suna in the background. When you and Atsumu visited Osamu's class last year, you'd occasionally hear Suna add a remark or two to the twins' antics. He didn't make much of an impression then and didn't really talk to you. He usually did his own thing and kept to himself – unlike the Miyas who made their presence known with their bickering.

So as Suna walked alongside you, you were pressed to somehow start some small talk, despite being merely acquaintances – or perhaps because you were only acquaintances. You tried to rummage through your brain to find some topic to talk about. Instead, you got a glimpse of yellow that contrasted his black backpack.

"What's that?" you asked as you pointed to the pin on his bag. From what you could tell, it was a golden yellow jersey with the number ten in white. It was probably the size of the tip of your thumb.

"My bag," Suna replied.

"Oh." That wasn't what you meant, but you figured it was easy to make that mistake. You pushed yourself to clarify. "Actually… I was talking about the pin."

"Oh," he said. "It's a pin."

You pressed your lips together. "Of course it is," you mentally retorted. You wondered if a second attempt at small talk was worth it.

A moment or two later, Suna added, "My sister gave it to me."

You raised your brows, wondering why he suddenly chose to mention that. Maybe the two of you had the potential to hold a conversation now.

"Really?" you told him. "I didn't know you had a sister."

"Well, it's not like we talk to each other."

You dropped your shoulders as you looked away, fighting the urge to roll your eyes. "Ugh, I give up," you thought to yourself. "Why did I even try?"

A couple of cars stopped next to you as the two of you approached a traffic light. You fidgeted with the hem of your shirt, wishing the light would change quickly.

"Bye," Suna said out of nowhere as he hunched past you to cross the road to your right. When he was halfway across the street, you let out a breath that you didn't know you were holding.

The light changed and you crossed at your side of the intersection. At least you were almost at the park now. That walk with Suna was awkward to say the least. But you were definitely perplexed. Why was he even walking with you?

*****

Thanks for reading this chapter and giving this story a chance. The fake dating is coming! I needed to set some things up in this chapter to make it believable. :)

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[suedebunn-deactivated20210820]

𝐀𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐋 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐁 [ open ]

18+ minors do not interact.

tw. mentions throwing up, blood, death, disease.

The phenomena of Hanahaki has transcended many planes of existence. The first instances of it are unsettling, many not understanding why exactly when they coughed, petals fell from their lips.

Those afflicted have reported a pain that is hollowing, echoing, and very near unbearable. En masse report coughing up not just petals but blood, bark of trees, and thorns of ensnared roots that molded into their bodies - it became a commonality. By some work of magic or myth, grew flora from within and all were different; Some carnations, others lilies, so on and so forth in the lungs.

Uniting them was that the victims were all in love, yet unloved by the person of their affections. For a lucky some, the affliction vanished overnight after their feelings were returned, however, many others were not so lucky. By leaving their love unrequited and medically unresolved, death greeted them with a bouquet of its own. Until one realized that it was love itself, there was only one cure - surgical removal. Alas, when the bark and brush had been removed, so had their sense of love.

Now, there are only three options when the first petal passes through their lips; gamble with love, succumb to consumption, or embrace hollowness.

Which choice is hardest of all? Many will say it’s to face death, while others may say it’s their pining. Some may wonder on the words of Lord Tennyson -

‘tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all

So I ask you, lover dear, what will you choose?

What is Hanahaki?

It is a fictional disease prompted by unrequited love. There are many versions of it across different stories. In this collab, the person in love develops branches, bushes, thorns, and flowers - an entire plant inside of their lungs and stomach.

It starts slowly, coughing little petals with cramps and pains. Then it grows into searing agony, throwing up blood, flowers, petals, thorns, whatever flora you choose.

When you confess your love and your love is returned, the disease is gone overnight. If your love is not returned or you simply do not confess, you perish. There is a work around, to which you can choose for the disease to be surgically removed, plant and all. The catch for this is that you shall never love that person again.

In this version of hanahaki, there are two catches -

The flora that appears is associated with the character’s inner feelings, why they haven’t confessed, or the circumstance to which feelings were not returned. This is in addition to basic thorny vines as well.

For example: amaryllis growing within the walls of lungs as pride causes someone to keep their confession closed.

The other twist is that once the disease is removed, one will not feel romantic love again, whether it be for y/n or another person. They will feel hollowness in its place.

Rules:

Due Date: May 31st. It’s the season for collabs, take as much time as you need! This also isn’t a strict date!

Collab Tag+Closes: whenever it feels as though all the rosters have filled up~! .april.showers.collab will be the tag

Fandom: Boku No Hero Academia, Jujutsu Kaisen, Haikyuu, Kimetsu no Yaiba, Nanatsu no Taizai, and Daiya no Ace.

Characters: each person may choose up to 3 characters across all fandoms. This is on a first-come-first serve basis. However, for the smaller fandoms (kimetsu no yaiba, daiya no ace, nanatsu no taizai), i don’t mind people picking up characters as an addition! Feel free to drop or pick up characters as well so long as it’s open.

For example: two jjk characters and one hq character. Or one character from three different fandoms. I also put this in because i’m a sucker for poly aha.

Flowers: you may choose a flower for each of your characters or use the same flower for all three characters. I’ll allow each flower to be used by two authors per fandom.

For example: author 1 uses roses for all three characters in haikyuu, author 2 may still use roses in haikyuu and in daiya no ace.

Angst, DC, SFW or NSFW: All is fine, just let me know so i can color code and place the proper trigger warnings! DC is also fine, but again, just place the correct trigger warnings. Just give me a heads up in your ask so i can appropriately color code. If you're not sure or if it changes, that's fine so long as you tell me before you submit.

Art: Art is fine! If you decide to draw something, just tell me the character and flower! Seeing as I'm not sure how many will be doing drawn art, the same rules will apply. However art can overlap with writings. So a character + flower can repeat from art to writing, but not art to art.

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔

Ushijima, Wakatoshi + Purple Hyacinth - @suedebunn

Sakusa, Kiyoomi + { ? ]- @keishinslove

Ukai, Keishin + Dahlia - @suedebunn

Bokuto, Kotarou + Daffodil - @marviesss

Nishinoya, Yuu + [ ? ] - @nishinoyawn

Suna, Rintaro + Wisteria - @rintaromilktea

Miya, Atsumu + Two-Toned Carnation - @tsumue

Miya, Osamu + Foxglove - @m-mortimer

Oikawa, Tooru + Yellow Rose - @c-herri

Kuroo, Testuro + Sunflower - @bokuroskitten

Kozume, Kenma + Sunflower - @bokuroskitten

𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍

Ryomen Sukuna + Hydrangea- @suedebunn

Fushiguro, Toji + [ ? ] - @dabitdabi

Nanami, Kento + Chrysanthemum - @marviesss

Zenin, Naoya + Narcissus Flower -@undersero

Fushiguro, Megumi + Blue Bells - @firein-thesky

Gojo, Satoru + Red Salvia - @succkuna

𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔 𝐍𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐀

Hawks + Yellow Rose - @lunar-nebula

Todoroki, Natsuo & Dabi + Violet Rindou- @nomadmilk

Shinso, Hitoshi + Yellow Carnation - @nanengko

𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐍𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐄

Tetsuya, Yuuki + Pink Camelia - @sawam0chi

Kazuya, Miyuuki + Purple Lilac - @honeykeigo

𝐊𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐍𝐎 𝐘𝐀𝐈𝐁𝐀

Hashibara, Inosuke + Amaryllis - @novvabeam

Akaza + Peony - @selfishwitch [art]

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐍𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐈

Gloxinia of Repose + Gloxinia - @two-percent-milk

Can't take all the credit for this! @keishinslove inspired this. Carter and @two-percent-milk listened to my ramblings. Thank you both for reading over this and seeing if it sounded nice!!

[ojitos-enamoradizos]

Summary: You go out to get over your break up with your boyfriend and have an unexpected fun with two strangers night after drowning your sorrows in alcohol. Are you ready to deal with the consequences of that one night?

A/n: I honestly didn't know where to even go on from part 1 that I ended up rewriting part 2 several times.

Tw: Female Masturbation. Squirting. Toy usage. Mentions of porn video.

Part 2

Part 1. Part 2.

Word Count: 2,985

A week has passed since your pregnancy got confirmed, you still haven't fully processed the news. According to the results you're about eight weeks along and you're body is starting to feel the effects of pregnancy. You find yourself more tired when coming in from classes, the morning sickness, the thing that lead you to take a pregnancy test, is horrible and doesn't seem to get any better throughout the day. There's very little foods that don't have you feeling queasy and as a result don't eat as much as you feel you should be.

You have an appointment set up for Friday to get an ultrasound to make sure everything is okay, but that isn't for another three days. Right now you find yourself sitting on your friend's couch munching on a cooked carrot, vegetables seem to be a safe option as they don't produce any strong smells lately.

Your friend comes back into the living room and asks the same question she's been asking the past week, "You ever going to tell me who the dad is? I know it's not your flithy ex, so you either had a fling or you went to a sperm clinic which seems unlikely by how scared you were."

You fiddle with you fingers, blush covering you cheeks, "I already told you I don't want to talk about it yet."

"Okay than. Then when will you be?" She pushes. You know she doesn't mean any harm, but the way she insists on getting an answer is making you frustrated and snappy.

"Look, I'll talk about it when I feel like it. I don't feel comfortable enough yet because, honestly, the whole thing is embarrassing." You glare at the TV refusing to look at her.

"Okay whatever." You spend the rest of the afternoon in silence, before you decide it's time to go home. She offers to walk you the four blocks it takes to get to you're apartments building, but you decline saying you need time to think which you do. So as you make your way back home you make a list like you always do when you feel unprepared or uncertain about things. You list the things you'll need to be a single mother in her early twenties. Crib, baby swing, name, photo albums would be nice, babysitter, bottles, a car seat, stroller, I'm going to have to make a schedule for one of those classes for new parents. You keep making your list as you make your way home, unsure of what might be around the corner, but hoping that everything would work out for the both of you.

~

In the three months after that night, Hiro had moved in with Issei after he could no longer pay his rent, was still with out a full time job, and was doing odd jobs to help pay some of his expenses and rent. Issei had gotten a promotion at the funeral home, but nothing had really changed other than getting a higher wage.

Things seemed to be going good for both men, the night they spent with you almost gone from the memories. Almost gone because no matter how many women they seemed to be sleeping with or sharing the you seemed to linger in the back of their minds. Slight guilt eating away at them due to the uncertainty if you regretted having your first time that way, but what really kept making them feel that way, was they thought that they had pressured you into sex.

There was also they empty feeling they each felt since then. Like something was missing from their lives, when Hiro moved in it seemed to have filled that spot a little, not that they would say that to each other, but the empty feeling still remained.

It was grocery shopping day and Hiro was currently waiting on Issei to pick him in front of the building. Shopping together had become a routine since he had moved in, because despite the fact that both men were horrible cooks they still craved home cooked meals once in a while, so they agreed to take turns cooking on weekends. Issei pulled up and drove off towards the store as soon as Hiro got in.

The drive to the nearest super market was quite, neither of them in the mood for talking about their long day at work. Hiro decide that the silence between was to much and made the decision to fill it, "Iwa's coming in a few months right?"

"Yeah, he said he's staying at our place, so we'll probably have to buy extra food that month." Issei answered not taking his eyes off the road. After that silence filled the car again, and the ride to the store seemed to stretch out even more.

Once they arrived at the store, they head towards the back, where the frozen food was kept, to pick out their respective lunches for the work week. As Hiro looked through his favorite brand he, he was sure he caught a glimpse of you turning down the snack aisle, but convinced himself he was imagining you.

As they moved from the frozen aisle to the meat section, arguing about what type of dishes they wanted to try and what Hiro could make, Issei was positive he heard your voice over the air conditioning of the store. He chose to ignore it, blaming it on his conscience that had been nagging at him that he'd done something wrong the last few months.

With a cart half full of food and half full of their other necessities they made their way the the registers. The last thing they expected to see was you standing in front of them. You were in front of them pushing a cart that mostly consisted of junk food and vegetables, they stood there in the middle of the aisle staring at you.

Issei's eyes raked over your body, you had gained a couple more pounds since the last time they saw you, and the memory and thought of how the last time he had squeezed the soft flesh of your thighs and how they were probably softer with the extra weight, made his dick twitch. Hiro simply stares at your face, you look almost exactly the same, a little more tired, dark marks starting to form under your eyes. Guilt starts to form in the back of his throat thinking that maybe you had been kept up with regret.

The sound of your voice brought them out of their thoughts, "H-hi." Your voice sound small and sweet just as they remember, sounded just the same as the one replaying in their heads.

Hiro was the first to respond, "Hey," the awkwardness of the situation had all of you fidgeting in your places, "I never seen you here before and we come here ever week. Do you live close by?"

"Actually no, I had a doctors appointment on this side today. I live on the other side of town, it's a good thirty minutes from here." You answer looking up at them. Hiro swallowed when the thought of just how small you had felt in his lap popped into his mind, but the thought quickly left his train of thought when a tall woman came and stood beside you.

"You ready to go?" She asked as she eyed them. She pushes you away from the cart after you nob your answer.

You turn and look at them and give them a small smile, "It was nice seeing you," you turn and follow who they assumed was your friend. Both Hiro and Issei stood there, wondering if this was the last time they'd ever see you.

~

You let out a breath you hadn't know you were holding, and reached out to hold on to the cart. You subconsciously start to rub your belly, a habit you had recently picked up, trying to reground yourself. "Do you know those guys?" Your best friend asks from behind you.

You a cold sweat run through your body at the thought of her figuring it out, 'Kind of," is your only response.

"Alright, I guess that's all I'm getting out of you for now, but I want you to know I'm asking again tomorrow and I expect more of an answer." She says when she opens the car trunk and starts loading your groceries; she had been insisting on you not doing a whole lot since she found out your were pregnant.

You simply hum a response as you make your way to the passenger side of the car. Getting in time to see Issei and Hiro walk out of the store and look around the store parking lot.

"I had a threesome with them," You blurt out as your friend starts the car, staring straight ahead. You feel your face burn from embarrassment. Did you really just drop that on her?

"EXCUSE ME? WHAT?" She exclaims once the shock has passed. She rubs her face and looks away before she starts laughing, "OH MY GOD. You're literally, like literally, the last person I could ever see just hooking up! And much less have a THREESOME, especially with two men that fine. God. I'm going to need details, like details DETAILS OF EVERYTHING. Your going to have to be descriptive. Were they big?" She cackles. Sighing she asks the question you never wanted to hear, "Ight, so which one do you think is the dad?"

You watched as HIro and Issei got into a car and drive off. Would either one even want to take responsibility for the consequences of something you had basically pushed them to do after they tried to stop? " I don't know."

~

Once in the comfort of your apartment, you couldn't stop ignoring the throbbing that was coming from your legs. You had tried to pay it no mind in the car ride back and when putting things up because it wasn't like you could do anything about it while your best friend was in the same room as you. It wasn't the first time you had felt horny since getting pregnant, but it was definitely the first time you felt desperate for relief.

You could pin point the exact moment you felt the slick start to form and those two men were to blame. You laid on your back on your bed hand in between your legs, fingers rubbing around your clit slowly, your belly was a little in the way. It wasn't enough.

You reach for your phone and earbuds, and open an incognito tab pulling up your favorite porn site. Clicking on the search button, you type in threesome, the only thing you seem to be able to get off to lately, and go to the usual video you've watched the last two months.

The video has a girl with her ass in the air, a dick teasing her from behind, as she sucks the balls of the dude that's kneeling in front of her. You rub the same methodical circles on your bud as she continues to get teased. Small whines are falling from your lips, it's not enough, so you fast forward a little feeling impatient. She's now fully stuffed, being pushed further down the cock in front of her, as the one behind her is going in and out hard and fast, you rub and press harder on your clit. It's still not enough.

Groaning you pause the video and pull out the box you had put under the bed earlier that week. In the box you have your vibrator and two new toys you had impulsively bought while you were feeling unsatisfied after making yourself cum once, a clit suction simulator and rabbit vibrator. You reach in and pull out the two newer toys you had come to prefer.

Getting comfortable again you restart the video and position the clit suction toy on your clit, setting it to a mid setting. Your legs close around your hand at the feeling. Your breathing soon becomes uneven and matching the heavy breathing of the actress on the video as she gets pleasured by two men. You feel close to the edge and find yourself bring the setting up to the highest one. A load strangled moan leaves your lips as you let the phone fall beside you at the pleasure.

You can still hear the sound of moaning and skin slapping on skin as you reach for the vibrator. With a shake hand you turn it on to it's highest setting and stretch your arm out past your baby bump and push it slightly into your dripping hole.

And then it becomes to much. You squirm in your bed as you imagine two pair of hands roaming your body. Two set of lips kissing you everywhere. You barely register the actress in the video screaming that she's cumming when your orgasm hits you.

Your back arches of the bed, the vibrator falls out, and your one had keeps the suction toy pressed against your clit as you cum prolonging your orgasm. And then you feel yourself squirt something that had never happen.

After coming down from your high, you lay in your own mess, feeling blissful and a little satisfied. Your body feels numb and you can't find the strength to move. You whine a little, wishing there was someone.

When the wet feeling underneath you becomes uncomfortable, you force yourself to get up, shower, and clean. After putting on new sheets you go to your kitchen and eat a snack and get on your phone. The emptiness of your apartment has become something your always aware of ever since those two stepped into it.

~

Being eighteen weeks pregnant was honestly exhausting. Your back hurt all the time and you had heartburn even when you hadn't eaten. You belly looked more swollen than it had the month prior when you had bumped into Hiro and Issei, you'd been wearing an oversized hoodie so most of your belly had been hidden, but now walking around your apartment in the same hoodie your belly was noticeable.

You were a little confused as to why you were bigger than most other women from your maternity classes, who were also eighteen weeks. Most of them joked that maybe the ultra sound hadn't caught everything and that you were going to have twins. Others joked that you were probably just going to have a big baby, and kept showing you a video of a women who had c-section to have her fourteen pound baby. You could only pray it wasn't either one of those.

A knock at the door took you out of your train of thought as you waddled over to the open it, your best friend standing at the door with a bag of donuts. "I come baring gifts...and I see you haven't gotten ready for your appointment for the gender ultra sound."

"I am ready. Nothing fits right anymore." You groaned making your way back to the living room. "Can you do my hair for me, please."

She sets the food on the coffee table before stepping behind you with your brush in her hand, " Yeah, but only because you look miserable."

"I am miserable. My back hurts, I have to pee every ten minutes, I have constant heartburn, and I'm horny all the time." You complain.

"All that sounds bad. Especially the peeing part. How do you even still have pee in your bladder?"

"I don't even know," you answer, mouth stuffed with a donut, a tap to your head signal that she's done. So you stand and make your way out the door and towards her car. You hadn't done much driving in the last two months and you were grateful for that because you were pretty sure that with your bulging belly you wouldn't be able to reach the pedals.

The forty minute drive to your doctors office is the longest drive you dread because you're bladder can barely handle holding in the pee for that long. As soon as the car is parked you hurriedly waddle to the restroom in the office as your friend checks you in. You continue to go in and out of the bathroom as you wait for your name to get called.

Once you make it to the back and weighed in you notice that your usual nurse isn't in, "Where's Amaya?'" You asked the nurse helping you up to the hospital bed.

"She doesn't work here anymore." She answers pulling your shirt up to rub some gel on your belly, "Your hear to find out the sex right?" You nob, "Okay well after this will run some blood test to to confirm the sex, if that's okay?" You nob once more.

She press the probe to your belly and starts writing down information on her papers, "Everything looks good." She hums as she rights down a few more things, "Okay so let's see what we're having." She moves the machine a few more times before looking at you and your friend, "Looks like there's one of each."

You stare at her as your brain tries to process what she just told you, and your friend also stays silent, dumbly staring at the nurse like you. "Excuse? What do you mean one of each?" You finally get out.

"I mean you're having a boy and a girl- OH MY GOD, you didn't know you were having twins?" She finally registers the shocked looked on both your faces. She quickly excuses herself, saying she's going to find your main doctor so he can explain things that had happened at the clinic since your last visit.

Twins. Your having twins. That simple realization has fear taking over every part of your body. You thought you could do this alone, but maybe you can't.

[iwachansarm]

Iwaizumi hajime (19)

[beaubokuto]

━ smile a crooked smile

pairing: koutaro bokuto x f!reader

genre: best friends to lovers, royal!au, angst, fluff

summary: koutaro bokuto was the light amongst the darkness that was the kingdom of peredine. but being in love with a flame can only last for so long before burning out.

for the #tooruluv2kparty contest hosted by the lovely @tooruluv​ !!

prompt: “falling in love with my best friend…it is the most destructive thing i have ever done.”

tags/warnings: angst, royalty, swearing, medieval, fantasy, friends to lovers, characters age up throughout the story, minor depictions of violence (dueling, a little bit of blood, open wounds, the creation of a scar), stealing, made up words and phrases, mentions of domestic violence 

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[marilags]

the shiratorizawa volleyball club taking a break from their sweaty practice as their captain ushiwaka stalks away to discuss with the coach, they watch the campus couples eat lunch next to each other on the football field as the team drink their water and munch on their plain canteen sandwiches getting immensely envious. the team talks about how nice it would be to fall in love to wondering who would be the first in the team to get married. goshiki earns a small smack on the top of his head from a red flustered shirabu when he suggests the older boy. the fun bickering and imagining goes on and smoothly until their captain walks in and asks them what they're all laughing about.

“nothin’ to concern yourself about, bro.” tendou tells him as he hooks an arm around ushijima's neck and pulls the tall stoic boy down to start with his own canteen sandwich.

yes, they all look at each other, knowingly. this one's not going to fall in love with a someone.

and before they know it, they're watching

you and ushijima.

they're watching you shyly approaching their big friend, tugging at the end of his shirt, offering to help him with the discussion he missed.

they're watching ushijima shoot balls of thank you notes to his trash bin. they're all the same but he said he wants it to be perfect. whatever that means.

they're watching you after new year's at the temple, unwrapping your own scarf and wrapping it around ushijima's neck. all on your tippy toes and him slightly bent down to your height, dark eyes peering at your focused ones. “athletes shouldn't get cold.” they hear you tell him before you walk away with your friends.

they're watching ushijima stand beside you just to talk about anything under the sun before the next bell rings. you twirl a strand of your hair and ushijima's hand finds itself rubbing the back of his head. you and ushijima are in your own world.

they're watching ushijima look up or read things he doesn't usually take interest in. after all, volleyball is the only thing in his mind. but here he is, sitting on the floor with his nose buried on your favorite book. oh, and there's a pretty bento box beside him.

it's graduation and they're watching ushijima carry you up by the waist and twirl you around, proud of this new milestone. you're still carried up when you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss his cheek, making the boy slowly lower you down brain probably malfunctioning.

they're sitting beside you, watching ushijima and the schweiden adlers from the bleachers. they watch you shake your handmade pompoms and scream the four words that fly to him like a gust of sakura wind. i love you, ushijima.

he kisses you in front of the whole world.

they're watching ushijima gawk at the picture of you on his phone, smiling with glee. they've never seen his eyes go soft like that or his lips curve that prettily.

they're watching the both of you walk in front of them, hands laced together. it's a hot summer morning but you two walk close together. when your hands finally separate, something from your fingers catches the sunlight and hits the gaze of semi. it's a ring. a really pretty ring.

it was an honor to sing for the both of you.

now, it's a sunday brunch with you and ushijima in your residence. the both of you sometimes invite the old team and good friends of ushijima to catch up with time and memories. as the former shiratorizawa volleyball club sits on the freshly trimmed grass of the backyard to rest from the hearty meal and dessert, they watch you and ushijima fix and clean the table. the both of you work like pieces that fit, in unison— he collects the plates and the silverware while you wipe the table clean with the dishrag. you hum something then they watch ushijima mutter something, it makes you laugh. ushijima wraps one arm around your waist and presses a tender kiss on your cheek. then in your forehead and on your other cheek, then your lips. the couple's eyes close and their lips smile. ushijima and you finally go back to the cleaning job.

everyone realizes one thing.

tendou voices it out, there's a happy gleam in his eyes, “man, we were wrong. wakatsohi fell in love.”

and they watched him rise in love with you.

© marilags, do not modify or repost.

[nghtwngs]

step by step

description. you’re not sure how you landed yourself in this mess: forced to work with oikawa tooru, the guy who does everything better, and to you, your worst nightmare. you competed against him your entire life, but now you’re expected to work with him? surely things will get messy once feelings and time get involved.

pairing. student council president!oikawa tooru x vice president!reader

genre. fluff, angst, student council au, enemies to friends to lovers, mutual pining, slow burn, hurt/comfort

word count. 7k

warnings. swearing, time-skip spoilers

author’s notes. this was supposed to be longer but im so tired. the reader in this is heavily influenced by my own insecurities, but i hope you can still find a piece of yourself in them too. thank you to my soulmate @cafemiya for starting this collab, and thanks to my bestie @miyamore for the beta. ily both sm

part of the promptly yours collab

The world is out to spite you.

You don’t know what you’ve done to deserve this. You’ve never committed a crime before. Okay, well other than pirating K-dramas at two in the morning—but it’s not like you’ve killed anyone. 

Not yet at least, you think as you stand next to the cause of all your annoyance, Oikawa Tooru. Many girls at Aoba Johsai would kill to be in this position, but you think you’d kill to get out of it. You blink when the click of the camera rings in your ears. It pulls you out from your thoughts. You can only hope the smile on your face isn’t too noticeably strained.

Oikawa looks all too happy about the predicament you both have landed in. From your peripheral, you can see a wide grin stretched on his face. The urge to smack it off of him comes, but you decide it’s inappropriate.

The elected secretary, Mamoru, is next to you. And the elected treasurer, Kaito, stands next to him. The photographer, a student from your class last year, begins to ramble on about how great the pictures turned out.

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[kyovtani-deactivated20250219]

zade!! what manga is that panel from??

found it on reddit! it's Routine Affair by BeNantoka, dont have a link unfortunately!

[fanficotome]

I love BeNantoka’s work. Has a way of building up tension and it’s absolutely *chef’s kiss*

[toorubrews-deactivated20211003]

Hi! I absolutely love bad news and I love that it’s such a long fic, as I feel like longer multi chapter fics are kind of hard to find (obv bc they just take more time I’m not trying to complain at all abt any of the amazing writers who make free content for us I totally understand!!!) I was just wondering if you knew any other blogs that also had any longer multi chapter fics for haikyu just bc I’ve enjoyed reading yours so much!! I really hope this doesn’t come across as ungrateful at all I’m just new to the fandom and love your fic so I thought I’d ask.

ahh hello !! don’t worry, you didn’t come off as ungrateful or anything at all sdaldskanj i’m very honored that you enjoy bad news so much T-T i still can’t really believe i’ve written 64k words so far,,,, in a series for a character who isn’t even in my top 3 list omfg (don’t get me wrong though i love iwaizumi but it’s just wild to me)

as for recommendations that are on the looonger side, i do have a few that come to mind! 

next time (osamu x f!reader) by @/starrysamu 

16 chapters + epilogue, fluff/angst, exes to lovers, your sister hires osamu to bake her wedding cake but both of you had forgotten how much you and osamu hated each other

this is probably the first multichapter fic i stumbled across on tumblr since i didn’t really start being active in the community until late last year, but i know it’s a good read!! i love remy’s writing in general and have also heard many other people enjoyed the series

@/kuroopaisen has two ongoing series — 

1) tiny love (iwaizumi x f!reader) 

15 chapters, fluff/lil bit of angst, you fall for iwaizumi but things are complicated because you’re oikawa’s younger sister

this series is almost done! i remember when i read the first chapter for this i wanted to shove my fist into my mouth (pretty sure there’s an ask on her blog somewhere of me admitting to that),,, idk i just love rowan’s writing so much and it just always brings out so many of these FEELINGS i have inside ,,,, actually now that i think about it what if she’s responsible for my iwa brainrot which then led me to start bad news . wait a damn minute cut the cameras

2) cause & effect (kuroo x f!reader) 

15 chapters, fluff (so far), fake dating + office!au, kuroo needs you to be his pretend girlfriend to get his family off his case about it

this one is about halfway done! man i can’t explain how excited i was when i first saw her post the masterlist (again, there’s def an old ask of mine somewhere on her blog of me yelling aklsdja) ;; i just love the fake dating trope so much and i adore the way she writes kuroo and i just T-T yeah just read it i promise you will love it

[hvnlydmn-deactivated20211020]

hi ains bby <3

could you do one where reader is having a really happy moment with the boys and while being in the moment the boy blurts out "i'll marry you one day" and it's rlly cute and happy <33 (with iwaizumi & ushijima please? 😽)

HAIKYUU BOYS BLURTING OUT THAT THEYLL MARRY YOU ONE DAY

characters — timeskip!miya atsumu, bokuto kōtarō, iwaizumi hajime, sakusa kiyoomi, ushijima wakatoshi

a/n — hi my love! this request is so cute, i literally love it so much, hopefully i did it justice tho :>

☾ ATSUMU smiled as he admires your features in the dimly lit room, noticing the way his sweater seems to hang loosely on your body- your collarbone slightly visible at the neck and his gaze narrows in on the thin chain around your neck, that he knows carries his name, but maybe it was this moment he realised that it would suit you more if it was yours too, even in the moments where your hairs a little messy from laying against his chest and his socks don’t match, he can’t help but feel like it still fits perfectly. his hand dropping from the back of the couch to lay over your shoulders as he pulls you closer and something bursts in his heart when your eyes meet his, and he’s so in love. “am gonna marry ya one day.” it’s quiet before he’s tripping over his words again “a-a mean, ya didn’t hear that alright? not that a don’t mean it, a just— ugh-” his cheeks flush pink as he hides his face in the crook of your neck with a whine, but he softens with your giggle, because your “i hope so.” sounds a lot like his forever.

☾ BOKUTO gazed at you from his place at the kitchen table, still clad in his slightly sweaty running clothes but he doesn’t care when he notices the way your skin glows under the morning sun. propping his chin up as it rests against his palm, because it was moments like these that made him want to live forever, but only if you did too. the smile he gives you as you place his breakfast down infront of him radiates love and life, his hand reaching for yours “i’ll marry you one day, i promise.” maybe it was the weight his words carried that had your eyes watering, when he’s gasping moments later and pulling you into his arms, tripping over a few apologies and peppering your face with kisses, it felt nice to love like this, you think - but you feel warm in his arms, the sky behind you a little more golden and it’s moments like this that love, the one he found in you - felt a lot like forever already.

☾ IWAIZUMI sighs as his arms cross over his chest, pouting down at you - but he can’t help but feel like dawn looks a little brighter when you smile like that, a little pink cheeked with sleep as you giggle up at him from his side of the bed, having moved over to nuzzle into the warmth he left behind when he got up, but now he’s home, home being this routine with you every morning but it’s one he knows he’d never change, routine being your giggles when he playfully shoves you over before squeezing into what little space you left him, hearing you whine as your cheek smooshes against him “i’m gonna marry you one day dumbass, so get used to it.” his neck burning red just like his cheeks when his eyes meet yours, your awake now and wide eyed “i— i ugh—shit” your hand cups his cheek, familiarity in your touch despite the change of routine, but when you smile like that — he recognises the love there too, and he knows that although life is constantly changing, the love he found in you would always feel like home.

☾ SAKUSA softens as he watches you folding clothes from the doorway, your hands work skilfully - heart warming when he notices how your lips tilt to the side in concentration before you flinch slightly when you notice his figure “kiyoomi, you scared me.” his lips lifting slightly into a smile as he mumbles out an apology, walking towards you before his arms wrap around your waist from behind, chin resting on your shoulder. the warmth he radiates feeling a lot like the one you’d feel against your skin when the sunsets, just like it was now “the sunset is pretty today omi.” but when you point out the window you don’t notice that his gaze is on you when he hums out a yes. “i’ll marry you under that sky one day, love.” you turn to meet his gaze, flushed cheeks and his cheek sucked between his teeth, you know he’s embarrassed, but he relaxes when your head drops back against him as you hum out that you hope so, because sunsets like this will truly always be yours.

☾ USHIJIMA your fingers trace hearts into his left hand absentmindedly, your back pressed against his chest as you watch the volleyball match he’s supposed to be watching too, but for the first time in his life ushijima finds himself wanting to watch something else instead, like the way you pull your lip between your teeth in concentration, eyes focused on the tv as you wince at every missed spike, the way you press yourself tighter against him everytime his arm around you squeezes slightly, always he thinks - it looked a lot like you “i want to marry you one day.” your gaze met his quickly, but his doesn’t falter when yours widens because he’d never felt any shame in loving you, his left hand turning, palm facing up before it outstretches, and when yours is placed overtop he can’t help but notice that it fits perfectly, sliding into place just like the day he realised that maybe, love was for him.

[bubbleteaimagines]

Haikyuu Masterlist

Karasuno

Seijoh

Shiratorizawa

Fukurodani

Inarizaki

Nekoma

Itachiyama

Misc. Schools

[empress-simps]

▪︎Pairing: Kuroo Tetsuroo x Reader, Bokuto Koutaro x Reader, Bokuto Koutaro x Akaashi Keiji (mentions of Hinata Shoyo x Kageyama Tobio)

▪︎Pronouns: She/Her [Fem! Reader]

▪︎Alternate Universe: Soulmate Au!

▪︎Genre: Angst

▪︎Warnings: Language and Fight

▪︎Synopsis: Finding out your soulmate rejected the bond to be with someone else feels terrible.

Note: Not everyone has soulmates, some people are just born without it. The marks will turn completely visible when the youngest pair turns 15, marks will also become gray if one of the pair decided to reject the bond to be with someone who doesn't have a soulmate.

》 Main Masterlist

¤ One

¤ Two

¤ Three

¤ Four

¤ Five

Coming soon..

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I can't some of you! Pls change ur privacy settings!

[tooruluv]

do you have any fic recs? (i trust ur judgement more than my own..)

fic recs !!

here is a list of recent faves <3

what you broke by @beaubokuto | prince kageyama x knight reader ongoing but i am so fucking excited for everything. the story is so cool and each character has something interesting ab them. pls read.

step by step by @rintsuru | student council pres oikawa x vice pres reader this was just...mwah. one part and so fucking good wtf. also love her so read everything she posts. you’ll thank me later.

let’s fall in love for the night by @dimplesum | oikawa x reader college au and exes to lovers.... could not ask for a better combo yall. i wish i could explain how delicious this is (that was a reference to the way they set up their acc... it’s literally so cute. anyway)

your dad, my daddy by @bratdesire | besties dad ukai x just of age reader no bc i have a big thing for daddy ukai.... sorry yall... but this one is so good i love age dynamics. dont knock it till you try it

no lying by @midgetleviackerman | bakugou x reader basically just a headcanon for bakugou not being able to lie due to a quirk. very much love this hc so much 

nice by @miekasa | eren x reader nah bc ive read this like four times by now. i am addicted, maybe.

there is so much more but those are recent reads or ones i’ve returned to several times <33333 i might make a recs list full to the brim one day soon or smth

[toorubrews-deactivated20211003]

🎀 you meet a hot guy at a frat party.

PAIRING: iwaizumi x f!reader

SOUNDTRACK: “after party” by don toliver

SIZE / FLAVOR: 1.5k || fluff

CONTENTS: alcohol, slight nsfw undertones, profanity

NOTES: hello! i wrote something else on a whim lol (possibly inspired by california iwaizumi). i was listening to this song and wanted to write something hot but instead ended up with fluff LMAO hope you enjoy!

you’re too sober for this.

it’s already been one hell of a week at university, and you’d finally finished your god-forsaken midterm exams—how in the world did you let your friends drag you out to yet another dry frat party?

“the more the merrier” was always their excuse, but?? exactly which part was making you “merry” in any way?? all the sweaty bodies bumping into you on the dance floor? people who spill their drinks on you because they don’t watch where they’re going? or having to tell off drunk, sleazy guys who can barely see what you look like in the dim lighting, that clearly just want to get in your pants?

you sigh and push past your friends, who are only concerned with grinding on whichever lucky frat brother is closest to them, and plop down on one of the couches beside the dance floor. it’s close enough to watch your friends get some action, but far enough for you to just rest for a bit. your feet definitely need it.

you swish the jungle juice around in your red solo cup, the questionable mixture of who-knows-how-many different types of alcohol and fruit juice staring up at you. feeling much too sober and bored to be okay with sitting by yourself like this, you down the rest of the liquid in a few large gulps.

pulling out your phone from your butt pocket, you check the time—it’s a little past 1 a.m., but you’d be a fool to think your friends will want to leave any time soon. 

in this moment, there’s nothing more you want than to be in the comfort of your own bed.

why are you here anyway? you’ve established that, because you’ve never seen an attractive guy at a college party, they must simply not exist at your school. and even if they do, what are the chances you’ll meet one that you like at a function?

but as you sigh and slip your phone back into your pocket, the couch squeaking beneath you, you see him.

a tall, attractive guy with spikey, dark brown hair walking through the doors of the frat house with a group of three others. he’s just wearing some simple, dark blue jeans and a loose, black t-shirt, but he looks good. why have you never seen him around?

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[devilyn]

masterlist.

about me last updated: feb. 17th, 2021.

✧ haikyuu!! ✧

[all characters are aged up to be 18+, and reader is gender neutral unless stated otherwise]

karasuno

drunken honesty | tsukishima kei

— synopsis: drinking always made you more honest, which is how you ended up calling someone you shouldn’t have in the bathroom in the middle of a house party. — genres: angst w/ happy ending

i want to tell you i love you | tsukishima kei

— synopsis: sometimes, tsukki wished he could be more honest with himself. because if he had honestly told you how he felt about you, he wouldn’t be standing outside your front door wondering how he should beg you for forgiveness right now.  — genre: angst, happy ending, implications of nsfw, tsukki’s pride again.

tastes like vodka | tsukishima kei

— synopsis: tsukki is used to your emotional drunk habits, and though he tries to resist it, he can’t help but admit to himself that he loves you more than he lets on. — genre: fluff & more drunk shenanigans. surprise, it’s not angst

support her from under the desk | tsukishima kei

— synopsis: he’ll never admit that he wants your attention while you’re playing video games with some of your old friends. so if you want to play games, he can too. — genre: nsfw, there’s mentions of love if u squint, F!READER

broken glass | tsukishima kei

— synopsis: you wanted to stay here with him, just the two of you, no matter what it cost you. — genre: fluff & angst

first priority | kageyama tobio

— synopsis: how many nights will you spend in the apartment by yourself before you finally learn that your boyfriend will always value volleyball more than he values you? — genre: angst & happy endings

is that too much to ask? | tsukishima kei

— synopsis: tsukishima avoids physical affection with you as often as you can, and you wonder what it is that you’re doing wrong in your relationship. — genre: angst, happy endings, & the product of my writer’s block

my last | tsukishima kei

— synopsis: you’ve become an expert at reading between the lines with tsukishima kei, until you absolutely can’t anymore. — genre: more angst & happy endings, i love hurt/comfort lol.

today, then tomorrow | tsukishima kei

— synopsis: if anything, he’ll help you make it to tomorrow. and maybe that’s all you need right now. — genre: angst, hurt & comfort, just self-indulgent writing that i needed. — trigger warning: depression, suicidal thoughts.

the process of falling | tsukishima kei

— synopsis: a memoir about tsukishima kei falling in love with you. — genre: pure fluff, best friends to lovers.

i told you i’ll catch you if you fall | tsukishima kei

— synopsis: you thought tsukishima fell out of love, and he thought so too, but maybe that wasn’t exactly it. — genre: angst lol, happy endings

nekoma

wet pillows | kuroo tetsurou

— synopsis: months after a painful breakup, you find someone just as lonely as you. — genre: angst, lots of tears, lots of making out.

your biggest fan | kuroo tetsurou

— synopsis: maybe, kuroo stumbled upon something you never expected him to see. | F!READER — genre: my first !!!NSFW!!!, literally just porn, no plot lmao i deeply apologize for this one

belated regrets | kuroo tetsurou

— synopsis: after taking advantage of your friendship, what will kuroo do to win it back? — genre: angst, friends to lovers if you squint

meet n greet | kuroo tetsurou 

[part 2 to your biggest fan] — synopsis: kuroo finally decides he wants to help you with your onlyfans. | F!READER — genre: !!!nsfw!!!, lots of dirty talk, an aspect of exhibitionism

[itsdanii]

Kyahhh your rejecting you and regretting series is just so freaking good . Uhmmm idk if you are taking requests right now but can I please request for Ushijima and Kita?Thank you so much!

Rejecting you and regretting it pt. 4

one | two | three

Hey, bub. I'm so glad to hear that you've been enjoying my works. Here's your request for the part 4 and final (as of now) part of the rejecting and regretting you series. Have a good day and stay hydrated! ♥️

genre: angst to fluff

warnings: semi-rude behavior (resolved), no cursing in this one because these men drink their respect women juice daily

ft. ushijima wakatoshi, kita shinsuke

title says it all

Kita Shinsuke

Kita is your childhood friend

The moment the two of you were introduced to each other by your grandmothers, you instantly clicked

Same as through with him, you loved spending your time being productive and following a certain routine so it's no question that as you both grew up, you started gaining romantic feelings towards him

You've been thinking of confessing but never really had the chance because he was always busy with volleyball practice

So when you finally managed to get some alone time, you didn't hesitate to voice out your feelings, not knowing that the answer you're hoping for isn't the answer you're going to get

"You're staring again."

You snapped out of your thoughts when Kita stopped infront of you, his eyebrows furrowing as he studied your face.

"Are you alright?"

"Oh, uh, yes! I'm sorry. I was just thinking," you answered sheepishly while scratching the back of your head.

You mentally cursed yourself for spacing out on him. This is the only chance you're getting and you can't afford to waste it.

"About what?" Shinsuke asked as you both continued your walk on the way home since you only live apart each other. Plus, his grandma had always told him to never let you walk home alone especially at night.

"Huh?"

"You said you were thinking. About what?" Shinsuke gently tugged at the sleeve of your jacket, changing your positions so that he was closer to the road than you are.

You felt yourself blushing at the small gesture and looked at his hand that was still holding your jacket.

You swallowed the lump forming inside your throat and stopped walking, the act stopping Kita as well due to him holding you.

Kita looked at you worriedly and placed both hands on your shoulders, his head dipping slightly to get a closer look at your face. "Are you oka-"

"You," you answered without focusing your gaze to him. "I've been thinking about you."

When you felt him taking his hands off your shoulders, you immediately looked up. "Sorry, did I make you uncomfortable?"

The look he had is something you can't decipher but if you were to analyze it based on what you can see, it's a look you never wanted to see again.

Silence reigned the two of you, eyes staring at each other as if you're both trying to figure out what the other was thinking.

"No," Kita said, breaking the silence. "But it's best if we don't discuss the issue any further."

At that, he faced forward and continued walking as if nothing happened but as you stared at his back, you realized that somehow, he knew what you were trying to imply.

And the sad part is that he chose to ignore it and act unbothered as if he didn't just indirectly broke your heart.

Once you reached your destination, you faced him with an anxious smile and Kita didn't fail to notice this, as well as your habit of shifting from foot to foot whenever you wanted to say something.

"I like you, Shin," you blurted out nervously, your heart beating erratically and your palms becoming sweaty. "I don't know when it started but suddenly, I just woke up and realized that what I'm feeling towards you is no longer within the range of friendship. It's something more and I just wanted to let you know."

"I am well aware of that but I'm sorry, y/n. I can't return your feelings."

You bit your lower lip to hold in your tears and as much as you wanted to shout at him to accept your confession, you can't just force someone to love you back because it doesn’t work that way.

"Geez, can't you even say it gently?" you said with a forced chuckle. "Don't worry, I won't hold any grudges."

You let out a sigh before looking up at him and Kita was surprised to see that there are no traces of anger. He expected you to lash out but it seemed like he was wrong.

"I'll see you tomorrow then. Don't overwork yourself, okay?" With that, you stood on your tiptoes and pressed a kiss on his cheek before turning around to cross the road.

Kita could only stare at you as he watched you enter your household, your figure vanishing from his sight as the door finally closed.

Kita is a practical man.

He knows how to separate what is right from what is wrong.

Because of this, people often see him as someone who's perfect, sometimes even being compared to a robot due to his nature. But Kita is far from perfect, and he knew that.

Because as he laid in his bed that night, he realized that he just made a big, wrong decision, and he had nobody but himself to blame.

-

Kita didn't know if he should be happy or not. Actually, he should be happy. After all, he just rejected you and still, here you are, walking beside him as you made your way to school.

He kept glancing at you, observing wether you were pretending or not but he knew that it isn't in your nature to be a pretentious person. You've always worn your emotions on your sleeve which made it too easy for people to read you.

"Ah, Shin. You don't have to walk me home later," you said with a sheepish smile. "My friend is actually going to walk me home so.."

"Alright. Be sure to send me a message when you're on the way home." Despite how 'normal' it sounded, Kita was actually feeling something unpleasant inside him. It was a feeling he was well aware of but had never experienced himself.

The day progressed fast. One moment, he was entering his first class and the next, he's already checking wether all the sports equipment were put back in their proper places.

As he walked out of the gym, Kita instinctively brought out his phone to check for any messages, yours to be specific.

"Ya alright, Kita-san?" came Atsumu.

Kita simply nodded and glanced at his phone again before keeping it, disappointment filling him as he realized that you're not planning to message him at all.

Without you to walk home with, Kita decided to join his team mates, yet despite the noise his team naturally carried, Kita's mind was still preoccupied.

He thought of how you must be doing or if you arrived home safely. He thought of how different the things would've turned out if he hadn't rejected you.

He thought of you.

"Isn't that y/n-san?"

Kita's attention immediately went back to Earth, his eyes following the direction Atsumu was pointing at and just like he said, you were indeed at the other side of the road, walking alone while hugging yourself as you shivered ever so slightly.

Without any words, Kita headed towards your direction and his team mates knew better than to interfere. After all, they knew their captain well. It wasn't that hard to notice how off he was today.

"I thought I told you to message me."

You gasped as Kita suddenly appeared beside you, draping his jacket over your shoulder which immediately surrounded you with his familiar scent.

"Sorry, I forgot," you said while tugging at the end of his jacket sleeves.

"Mhm, and you also said that your friend is going to walk you home yet I don't see anyone beside you." Kita said with a serious tone.

"About that..." You scratched the back of your head as you tried to think of any excuses but you knew that lying would be pointless.

"What if someone kidnapped you? Or worse, took advantage of you? You know I don't like you walking alone especially when the sun had already set yet you still did it. Why did you lie?"

You felt like a child being scolded by your mother but instead of taking it the wrong way, you knew that Kita was only looking out for you. It was just ironic that he broke your heart yet still showed his deep concern for your being.

"It's because I didn't want to make you uncomfortable," you finally admitted. "I just confessed to you yesterday and I thought thay maybe I might make you uncomfortable if I kept sticking beside you. I didn't want to be an inconvenience."

"What are you talking about?" Kita stopped walking and turned towards you. "You were never an inconvenience and will never be one."

"Sorry, Shin."

"No. I should be the one to apologize. I made a very rash decision yesterday and ended up rejecting you. I thought that having romantic feelings towards someone would just be a waste of time but I came to realize that it isn't a waste of time if its with you," Kita said with a gentle look on his face.

You didn't speak for a few seconds and just let his words sink in, a feeling of hope igniting inside you when you realized what he was trying to say. "Do you mean that?" you asked hopefully.

"Have I ever lied to you?" Seeing you shake your head no, Kita leaned in to press his forehead against yours. "I like you, y/n."

You felt your heart beat picking up with those simple words and without waiting for anything else, you pressed your lips against his.

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Being the cousin of Tendou Satori had its perks

And one of those perks is the opportunity to see Ushijima everyday

You are only a year younger than them yet despite that, you get along with the team very well

After all, it had been a part of your daily routine to always visit the school's gym

What you didn't expect, however, was to fall for a certain captain

And you, being one of the most open and honest person, confessed the moment you realized your feelings towards him

And despite being turned down several times already, you still persisted, claiming that you'll do everything to make him fall for you

But sometimes, no matter how hard you try, it just isn't enough

"Where's 'Toshi?" you asked Satori when you entered the gym, flashing a small smile to the others before sitting down on an empty bench.

"Talking to the coach." Satori looked at the plastic you were holding and grinned as he noticed what was inside. "Really, y/n-chan? You know that won't work on Ushiwaka, right?"

You just shrugged and placed the item beside you. "It's worth a try, 'Tori. Who knows? Maybe I'll finally be able to get a reaction out of him."

"Y/n."

You looked behind you upon hearing Wakatoshi. "Hi, Toshi. Did you miss me?" you said and flashed him a bubbly smile.

"You always come here everyday. I do not see any reason for me to miss you," he simply answered before taking a seat beside you, eyes glancing at the carrot stuffed toy before focusing on the court.

Satori, who witnessed the whole exchange, just laughed at you, his eyes squinting as he clutched his stomach in tears. "Well, there's your reaction," he said while still catching his breath.

"You don't have to be so mean, Toshi." You pouted and handed him the stuffed toy you brought.

"What's this for?" he asked in slight confusion while examining the carrot you gave him.

"That's a gift. Haven't you noticed? Its been 8 months since I started courting you." You grinned at him.

"Oh? Y/n's courting captain?" came Tsutomu who was wiping his sweat with a clean towel, eyes glancing at the carrot before he exclaimed, "I want one too!"

"Have it." Your eyes widened when Ushijima handed the carrot stuffed toy to Tsutomu. "I don't need it, and please stop giving me stuff from now on. They are irrelevant."

"I worked hard for that! You don't know how much token I spent just to get that from the claw machine!" You frowned at Wakatoshi and took the toy from Tsutomu who's now obviously confused with what's happening.

"Then I'll pay the amount you spent. Just stop giving me random stuff from now on. I don't need them and I don't have any feelings for you," Ushijima said with a passive voice.

You bowed your head and Satori immediately panicked, his arm reaching out to you but you only recoiled. "You're the worst, Toshi!" you yelled at Ushijima before dropping the toy on the floor and running out of the gym.

All three of them were in shock at your outburst, completely not expecting you to say such thing. You've always been bubbly around them so hearing those words from you was something they never expected coming.

"I think you made y/n mad, Captain," Tsutomu said while picking the carrot and dusting it off.

"But all I did was say the truth," Ushijima reasoned out, eyes focused on Tsutomu who was now hugging the toy that was supposed to be his.

Satori just sighed and turned around to go back practicing.

"Captain?" Tsutomu muttered with a confused look as Ushijima suddenly took the carrot from him.

"It's mine."

-

For the sixth time of the day, Ushijima glanced at the closed door of the gym.

It had been almost a week and he haven't caught a single glimpse of you. No visits, no 'coincidentally' bumping on each other despite having different floor levels, nor surprised bentos. Nothing. It basically felt as if you don't exist anymore.

He doesn't even know why he seemed bothered with it. Wasn't it him who pushed you away? He should feel relieved now that you were no longer bothering him, right?

Then why did it felt like he was missing you?

"Y/n's not coming," Tendou said beside Ushijima.

"I know. They haven't been visiting lately." Ushijima stared at Tendou seriously, making the red hair chuckle before raising his hands up in surrender.

"I don't have any idea where y/n-chan is. Even if I do, my lips are sealed," Tendou said before making a zipper motion.

Ushijima sighed and looked down at the ball resting between his feet. "I don't like it when they're avoiding me."

"Hm, I can't blame my cousin for doing that though. They've been pining over you for quite a while now and each time they confess, you end up rejecting them. I guess yesterday was their breaking point," Satori explained with a shrug, "Maybe you got used to the feeling of them coming back everytime you reject them that you don't know how to feel now that they stopped chasing you."

"I..like y/n."

Just as he said those words, the gym doors suddenly opened. You entered with your usual bubbly expression, a wrapped bento in hand as you made your way to them.

"I noticed that you weren't carrying your bento awhile ago so I brought it with me," you said as you handed the bento to Satori, not even bothering to spare a glance at Ushijima who was intensely looking at you.

"Y/n," Ushijima said making you turn to him.

"Yes Ushijima-san?"

Ushijima blinked at the mention of his surname. He knew that it was normal for people to call him Ushijima since it was his name but hearing you say it seemed bothering for some reason. He was used to you calling him either Toshi or Waka-kun.

"I like you, y/n," he said without hesitation.

Satori facepalmed at Ushijima's straightforwardness. Deciding to give you both some space, he stood up and walked away with his bento, leaving the two of you to talk.

You sat down and crossed your arms over chest, body facing Wakatoshi as you waited for him to explain and apologize properly.

"I'm sorry for how I acted a few days ago, I was merely being honest that time, but now I realized that I like you too... and I also did not mean to disregard your efforts just to get Mr. Carrot," Ushijima said while slightly scooting closer to you, his hand obviously trying to reach for yours.

"You named the stuff toy Mr. Carrot?" you asked with a raise of an eyebrow. "I thought you didn't need it.."

"That was a mistake. Mr. Carrot is actually sleeping in my bed as of this moment." The side of Ushijima's lips curled up when you giggled, the sound making his heart race.

"I appreciate you trying to be nice to me, Toshi, but you really hurt me back then, you know? I even had to stay away for a couple of days," you said before looking down at your lap to play with your fingers.

Panic started bubbling up inside Ushijima at your sudden silence. Swallowing the lump inside his throat, he asked you carefully, "Do you still like me? I'm really sorry, y/n. I missed your presence inside the gym. It's not the same without you. It's been too... quiet. Please give me another chance."

You lifted your head upon hearing that, clearly not expecting Ushijima to say those words in almost a pleading manner.

Ushijima took your surprised reaction as a cue to continue. He carefully took your hand in his, his hand completely engulfing yours as he intertwined your fingers. "I won't be aggressive towards you anymore. I know you said you hate me and I'm not the best at this kind of things but for you, I'll try."

You pulled your hand away from him, only to quickly wrap your arms around him, the action obviously catching Ushijima off guard. "I never hated you, 'Toshi," you mumbled with your face buried to his chest.

"Does that mean you still like me?" He said as soon as he composed himself, an unusual soft expression forming on his face when he felt you nodding.

You felt yourself melting even more to his touch when he secured an arm around your waist. "I like you so much, 'Toshi," you said as you looked up him.

"I like you too, y/n." With that, Ushijima leaned down to press a lingering kiss on your forehead.

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a/n: lately, my mind has been filled with wakatoshi ushijima