#johzenji

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[lovelywritten]

There are three kinds of wives...

What type of wife Haikyu characters would have:

The one who buys a frying pan for cooking purposes...

akaashi keiji, ushijima wakatoshi, sugawara koshi, iwaizumi hajime, miya osamu, kita shinsuke, sawamura daichi, yamaguchi tadashi, ennoshita chikara, daisho suguru, aone takanobu, ojiro aran, sakusa kiyoomi.

The one who tests out the frying pan by battling with invisible figures in the air...

kuroo tetsurou, bokuto koutaro, hinata shoyo, kageyama tobio, tendou satori, haiba lev, goshiki tsutomu, nishinoya yu, azumane asahi, yaku morisuke, koganegawa kanji, semi eita, hoshiumi korai.

And there are those who threatens their partner with the pan...

kozume kenma, tsukishima kei, suna rintarou, oikawa tooru, miya atsumu, tanaka ryunosuke, yamamoto taketora, kyotani kentarou, terushima yuuji, shirabu kenjiro.

[showhay]

fireworks

— there’s no kind of subtlety in terushima’s blood.

terushima yūji x f!reader

c: fluff fluff fluff fluff fluff fluff

he was so cute in the anime, not in his first appearance though. i wanted to pummel him.

‎♡‧₊˚✧ ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ✧˚₊‧♡

‎♡‧₊˚✧ ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ✧˚₊‧♡

terushima yūji wasn’t exactly known for subtlety. in fact, subtlety had probably packed up its bags and left his personality years ago, waving goodbye with tears in its eyes because the boy just couldn’t tone anything down. he was flashy, loud, shameless, and if he wanted the world to know something, he would make the world know it.

and right now, the thing he wanted the world to know was this: you were his girlfriend. not just a little bit his, not in some quiet hand-holding way, not in a “we’ll whisper about it in the corner of the gym” kind of way. no, you were his everything, and everyone else needed to get that through their thick skulls.

you should have known something was off when he refused to let you leave school right away after practice. instead, he kept tugging you toward the courtyard with this smug little grin on his face, hair slicked back like he’d just walked off the set of some questionable teen drama where he played the bad boy with a good heart.

“yūji,” you muttered, tugging on his sleeve, “why are we still here? it’s late.”

“patience, babe,” he said, bouncing on the balls of his feet like he was seconds away from sprinting across the field. “just, like, give it ten more seconds. i promise it’s gonna be sick.”

you narrowed your eyes. with terushima, “sick” could mean anything from “look, i bought you your favorite snack” to “look, i just spray-painted our initials on the principal’s car.” there was no middle ground.

then the first explosion went off.

you jumped, clinging to his arm instinctively, and he immediately wrapped an arm around your waist like this was all perfectly timed—like the universe itself was working for him.

“oh my god,” you whispered, watching as sparks exploded into the night, bright and golden against the dark sky.

but then, as the fireworks continued, your jaw nearly dropped to the ground. because this wasn’t just random colors and sparkles. no—this was letters.

your letters.

“why,” you said slowly, almost scared of the answer, “are there fireworks spelling my name outside the school?”

terushima beamed, as proud as a kid who’d just finger-painted the mona lisa. “because everyone needed to know you’re TAKEN.”

you blinked and jokingly asked. “…by who?”

he gasped, pressing a hand to his chest like you’d just wounded him. “by me, duh. who else would it be? oh—wait, don’t miss the finale. check it out!”

the last burst lit the sky in one giant blaze of colors, and you could’ve sworn your soul left your body for a second. the letters burned bright and shameless:

“Y/N + YŪJI 4EVER.”

your mouth hung open, and you turned slowly to him. “you—how—what possessed you—”

“romance, obviously,” he cut in, grinning so wide it looked like his face might split in two. “look at that. that’s eternal love, baby. sky-high. literally.”

you pressed both hands to your face, torn between laughing, crying, and calling the fire department. “yūji, what if the principal sees this? what if the police—”

“oh, relax. i got it all covered.”

“you paid someone to do this, didn’t you?”

“technically,” he said, with the kind of tone that immediately made you suspicious. “but i also might’ve kinda sorta learned how to set off fireworks from youtube tutorials, soooo…”

your heart dropped. “yūji. please tell me you didn’t—”

“babe,” he said seriously, holding your shoulders, “sometimes love requires risks. like, if i get expelled, it’s fine. i’ll just show up outside your house every day with flowers. they can’t stop me.”

your brain short-circuited. “you’d risk expulsion?!”

“worth it,” he said immediately, without a single flicker of hesitation. “i mean, look at you. you’re literally the best thing that’s ever happened to me. school? volleyball? all of that’s cool, but you? you’re, like… olympic gold medal level. hall of fame. no competition.”

you couldn’t even be mad anymore. your cheeks were burning, your chest aching, and you hated how much you adored this ridiculous boy.

“you’re crazy,” you whispered, but your voice cracked with affection.

“crazy for you,” he shot back, winking so shamelessly that you wanted to shove him.

instead, you buried your face into his chest, and he practically melted, wrapping you up in a hug so tight it felt like he was trying to fuse the two of you together forever.

“seriously though,” he murmured into your hair, softer now, “you don’t get it. i just… i want everyone to know you’re mine. i don’t ever want anyone thinking they’ve got a chance. because they don’t. not while i’m here.”

he pulled back, eyes locked onto yours, and for once, he wasn’t joking or grinning like a fool. he looked dead serious, and your heart stuttered.

“you’re mine,” he repeated quietly. “and i’m yours. forever. i’ll set the whole damn sky on fire if i have to.”

you swallowed hard, trying to breathe normally again. he was ridiculous, impossible, exhausting—

and he was yours.

‎♡‧₊˚✧ ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ✧˚₊‧♡

the next morning, the entire school was buzzing. whispers in the hallways, laughter echoing down corridors, people shoving their phones in your direction with blurry photos of your name exploding across the night sky.

and of course, terushima strutted through it all like a king. his arm was slung over your shoulders, chin tilted up, grin dazzling.

“yeah,” he said loudly, not even pretending to be subtle. “that was me. she’s mine. keep walking, losers.”

“yūji,” you hissed, trying to hide your face.

he kissed your temple shamelessly. “better get used to it, babe. i’m never shutting up about you.”

and the thing was—deep down—you didn’t really want him to.

‎♡‧₊˚✧ ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ✧˚₊‧♡

‎♡‧₊˚✧ ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ✧˚₊‧♡

a: do i have a thing for piss haired boys

© showhay — don’t copy nor translate without my permission. i do not own any of the photos that i have used. credits to all the rightful owners. (˶ˆᗜˆ˵)

iloveu

[miraclewritting]

this is what falling in love feels like pt. 3 ➳𖹭 (dateko + terushima version)

characters : moniwa, futakuchi, aone y koganegawa + terushima

cw : fluff, small mention of yandere behavior

+ summary : How do the boys from Haikyuu behave when they have a crush?

Pt.1, Pt.2, Pt.4, Pt.5, Pt.6 & Pt.7

moniwa kaname

ఌ Oh gorgeous angel. He can't focus when you're around.

ఌ Gets flustered when you give him a compliment, he would try to respond, but his brain can no longer function properly.

ఌ He can seem like an angel, but at the same time, he can kick some idiots who bother you.

ఌ He invites you to the games, and if you want to go, that's fine, and if you don't go, that's fine too. Oh, but when you go, just seeing you there in the crowd motivates him. No one can stop the captain of Dateko.

ఌ Did I mention that he looks at you with pure devotion? No? Well, I'll tell you now, every time he talks to you or you're just in the same place, his gaze gives him away. If you smile, he smiles too. Any emotion you show is contagious for him, it's that simple.

futakuchi kenji

ఌ This idiot sends confusing messages; you don't know if his comments are jokes or if he's serious.

ఌ Fighting with you is a hobby for him; he enjoys doing it cause it keeps your attention on him.

ఌ Invites you to practices or games to show off or look cool in front of you.

ఌ When he is bored, he passes the time by remembering how you blushed/felt frustrated by his compliments. He cannot help but smile proudly at that image.

ఌ When he is with others, he has this arrogant attitude, but when he is alone with you, he is quite calm and surprisingly quiet. He loves to listen to you talk.

aone takanobu

ఌ He can spend a long time looking at you without blinking, which is a sign that he really likes you.

ఌ When it's just the two of you, he's more talkative. I'm not saying he talks nonstop, but he will give slightly longer answers.

ఌ Every time you compliment his height or physique, his face instantly turns red.

ఌ When you wait for him after practice or go to see him at games, Futakuchi and Moniwa tease him by saying, “There's your partner.”

ఌ He's attentive to your tastes and hobbies. He doesn't say it out loud, but he enjoys it when you both enjoy your hobbies together.

koganegawa kanji

ఌ You are the first person to greet when they arrive and the last to say goodbye when they leave.

ఌ He loves spending quality time with you, he spends most of his breaks with you. When he's not training with the team, he invites you out.

ఌ Futakuchi can't stand listening to him talk about you anymore. Where's the pause button?

ఌ He begs you to come to the games to watch him, even though he ends up getting scolded by Futakuchi and Aone for being distracted.

ఌ No matter what activity you do, he will show genuine admiration, like a big fan.

terushima yuuji

ఌ He may seem like a fuckboy, but he's a mess around you.

ఌ He's a fucking simp for you.

ఌ He posts stories showing off his muscles, but in his close stories he screams like a fangirl every time he interacts with you.

ఌ Don't go to watching him at the games, if the captain goes crazy, the team will too, and no one is ready to put up with so much hyperactivity.

ఌ He really doesn't know how to approach you. The last thing he wants is to say or do something stupid and make a fool of himself in front of you. He ends up humiliating himself anyway.

[thatidonguy]

Happy birthday Hana Misaki!!!

[main-bird]

Here is a reaally old one i don't think i ever posted - made it way back for a zine with the theme domesticity ft Hana and hairdresser Terushima

really love the idea of Terushima being his friends hairdresser alternative when they need a trim, which is actually what later makes him go into that direction as adult

[thunderbaal]

『ハイキュー!!TOUCH THE DREAM』 公式

I would like to play this gatcha too much but it has not yet been released outside Japan (or at least not in Europe).

I love this ‘demonic’ artwork. Those who know me know that I love Raijin and the electro element, so Terushima is definitely my favourite. They had some really nice ideas though. I hope they do more artworks. Which one do you like?

[kananekocat]

Kills them. Explodes them. Hires a hitman I hate them DIEE