#ushigoshi

[softowlblogs]

I love them. I also haven’t slept in over 35 hours and I’ve drank about 5 cups of coffee in rapid succession.

[cattatonically]

Again, tumblr ate the ask, so hey @notsuchasecret enjoy your Goshiki Trick or Treat! 

Come play Trick or Treat, and I’ll leave you with sweetness and fluff, or darkness and twistiness.

Treat

This time of year always gave Goshiki a thrill. It was just before everything turned frosty, but the dead heat of summer had long faded away. This was the time of year when Goshiki was at his best.

“Tsutomu. What happened?” Goshiki blinked up at the voice. It was still incredible to him that Ushijima would speak to him so casually. It was also still incredible that they were together, and that Ushijima had let himself into Goshiki’s apartment with the key he’d given him. All of it brought a dreamy smile to his face.

“Wakatoshi! Hi!” Goshiki jumped up from his seat at his coffee table, and ran to give his boyfriend a hug and a kiss, which Ushijima returned with enthusiasm.

“Hello to you too. But I repeat. What happened.” Ushijima spun Goshiki around and pointed at the previously abandoned coffee table. Goshiki shrugged.

“A bit of a project, I think. I’m toying with an idea.” Goshiki grabbed Ushijima’s hand, and led him to the coffee table. “Every year, I go above and beyond to bake treats for our friends for the holidays. This year, I thought It would be more fun if they baked the treats themselves.”

Goshiki sat down, and settled comfortably against Ushijima, who sat behind him and held him around the waist, leaning against the couch.

Goshiki knew that Ushijima was watching, knew his own face was growing warm from the attention, but he didn’t stop it from happening.

He pulled the next jar closest to himself, and carefully measured out all of the ingredients. Once done, he sealed the jar, and tied some twine round the middle. He attached the recipe card, as well as a note to the person who would be receiving it.

One dozen down, and roughly three dozen more to go. When had his circle of friends grown so large?

Idly, Ushijima tinkered with his phone, then put it down as a soft, soothing, cozy playlist began to sound from the phone’s speaker. It was one of the best afternoons Goshiki could ever remember having.

When Ushijima stated that he thought it was time to leave, Goshiki quietly asked him to stay. It was the first step. And when Ushijima would open his jar the following morning, to make them pancakes for breakfast, Goshiki hoped this would be the first step towards forever.

[rc-steelwriteshaikyuu]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Tendou Satori and Ushijima Wakatoshi have been living in their new home for 3 months now. Wakatoshi’s volleyball career has never been better, while Satori has recently started his own dessert catering company.

Despite living the perfect life they’ve always dreamed of, Satori can’t help but feel lonely with all the time Wakatoshi spends out of the house.

His solution? A pet!

Yes, everything is perfect, but it could be purrfect instead! -------------------- Goshiki Tsutomu is the only Hybrid from his litter left at the pet store. No one wants an omega Hybrid that looks like him.

Tsutomu just wants a chance to prove himself. A chance to be loved!

[stargazing-luv]

[stargazing]

goshiki: the stars look so pretty tonight.

shirabu: you know what else looks pretty?

both: [sighing dreamily] ushijima senpai.

[kuroodaishou]

head pats for goshiki!!

[la-ro-ki]

ushigoshi with A3? please?

didnt realize until after I finished it that you wanted A3 not B3 so :"))

I'm v sorry it's the wrong pose but it's still ushigoshi so hopefully that's good enough

[semisemieita]

dude i just liked 1/3 of your posts at like 3 AM and im so sorry Are you still doing the prompt thing? :0 if so, can I request no. 23 (“Do you hate me?”) with Goshiki and Ushijima?

bruh i highkey haven’t written anything on this blog for like a year so idek which prompt post this is coming from but anything for u, my love

i also don’t rly romantically ship ushigoshi so there’s probably not gonna be much romance in this i hope u don’t mine ~~

Goshiki, for a while now, has admired Ushijima. Who wouldn’t? He was everything Goshiki wanted to be while simulataneously being everything he wanted. Strong (the ace, for god’s sake), reliable. Handsome in a rugged, charming and stoic kind of way; almost like a shoujo manga love interest.

He never really talked to Goshiki all that much, though, something that proved to be the cause of a great deal of stress in Goshiki’s life. 

Ushijima was known for being rather tight-lipped but he talked to Tendou-senpai and Oohira and Semi-senpai like it was nothing. He didn’t understand it; what had he done wrong? 

“Shirabu-san,” Goshiki drawled out, sprawling his long limbs across his desk. Shirabu glared at the younger. 

“You asked me to help you study,” he replied, pointedly, voice full of venom. “I’m leaving if you’re not going to pay attention.”

Ignoring this, Goshiki continued, “Why doesn’t Ushijima-senpai talk to me?” He turned his head, mushed against the cool wooden tabletop of his desk, to look out of his dorm window, wistfully. “What did I do?”

“What are you talking about?” asked Shirabu, incredulously. “He talks to you. He talks to you every practice!”

“Not like he talks to you or Tendou-senpai,” Goshiki laments.

“It’s cuz he doesn’t know you. You know how Ushijima-san is,” Shirabu told him, wisely. “Not that I care but if you want him to talk to you, you gotta make an effort first.”

Goshiki took his senpai’s advice to heart because, immediately, he devised a plan of attack; Operation Get-Ushijima-Wakatoshi-To-Like-Me!

It started with little things like volunteering to help when it was Ushijima’s day to clean up the gym after practice or making an extra effort to talk to him about game strategy. He’d noticed in that effort, though, that it was hard. Ushijima was an incredibly private person.

This feat went on for about 2 weeks and Goshiki was running himself ragged, chasing after his senpai with almost nothing in return. 

It all came to boiling point one almost-evening after practice ended where golden light spilled across the back steps of the gym. 

Ushijima was sitting on the steps, drinking out of his water bottle when Goshiki came up behind him, sweaty hands balled in tight fists. 

“Ushijima-san,” he blurted out, on instinct, squeezing his eyes shut. “Do you hate me?”

As expected, Ushijima remained calm, tilting his head and facial features pinching into a look of pure, unadulterated confusion. “Hate you?” he repeated. 

A hot blush spread on Goshiki’s face and crept down his neck. He suddenly felt very embarassed and dumb. Stupid, he cursed at himself, stupid, stupid, stupid. “I just...I just mean...you don’t seem to like me very much.” he tripped over his words, kicking the ground, nervously. 

Blinking slowly, Ushijima responded, “I like you just fine.” 

“Oh,” Goshiki was dumbfounded. And really lost. “Then...then how come you don’t talk to me like you talk to Tendou-senpai? Or spend time with me like our other teammates.”

Ushijima mulled over this for awhile, the gears in his head turning. The harsh pre-sunset light beat down on them for what seemed like forever.

“I’m sorry,” Ushijima apologized, finally, sounding so earnest it made Goshiki’s heart begin to beat faster, slamming into his ribcage. “I suppose we just don’t know each other that well. But I’d like to fix that.”

“You mean...you wanna get to know me better?” Goshiki hoped he didn’t sound as excited or happy as he felt, biting his lower lip as they talked. 

A sort of half-smile passed through Ushijima’s face, tugging upwards at the corner of his lips. “Yes, I’d like that.”

wow this sucks...i really gotta get used to short form fics again. anyway, i hope u liked it!

this reminded me how much i miss writing for this blog so i’m so happy u requested :)

[anime-mood]

        TSUTOMU GOSHIKI