#Uncle!Ushijima

[dira333]

Little Flame - Tendou Satori x Reader

from my Haikyuu Request Game - requested by M.

She fits on his lap just a little too well, her small head raised by his right arm, her hair the same color as his.

“Satori.” You whisper and motion to your daughter, “Give her to me. It’s time for bed.”

He gives you his best puppy eyes.

“Just five more minutes.” He pleads, his other hand carding through her hair before softly tapping her nose. “It’s so cozy right now.”

You huff and play along, knowing just how much he suffers each day when he has to get to work and you stay at home with her.

“That doesn’t mean you have to leave.” He calls out softly when you move away again. “Come cuddle with us.”

You snuggle up to him at that, content to find warmth and comfort at his side, his left arm now curled around you.

“Her hair is so bright.” He sighs and looks down at the tuft of red, “Like a little flame.”

-

She fits on his lap just a little too well, bright orange carrot puree spread over her face. 

“No, no.” She refuses yet another spoon, instead pleading for chocolate.

Satori looks like he’s ready to give in but you remain steadfast.

“Just one more spoon,” you bargain with her, “Look, Papa likes it too.” You raise the spoon to Satori’s lips and watch him go cross-eyed in a faux attempt to refuse it.

Your daughter giggles and Satori takes the spoon in his mouth, making exaggerated noises as he swallows.

“One more spoon?” You ask your daughter and she nods, opening her mouth wide.

“Ah, that’s my little flame.” Satori celebrates her, raising her little arms above her head in celebration.

-

She fits on his lap just a little too well, babbling about a story that seems to be awfully interesting, even though she’s barely able to form coherent words.

Satori is eyeing them with a mix of jealousy and a broken heart.

“Why would she do that to me?” He sniffs, pressing his face into your neck in his usual dramatics. 

“Wakatoshi isn’t around as often as you. Let her have it, okay?”

“What if she wants to marry him when she’s older? The betrayal, oh, the betrayal!”

You laugh, even as you sway under the weight he’s putting on your shoulders as he drapes himself over you.

“I don’t think you have to worry about that. Firstly she’s a Daddy’s girl through and through and secondly, Wakatoshi is already married.”

“Yeah.” Satori breathes into your neck, tickling your sides as he talks. “This is my little flame we’re talking about. He can get his own.”

-

She fits on his lap just a little too well, curled into herself, arms dug into his shirt, unwilling to let go.

“Flamey,” he coos, “My little baby flame. Don’t be sad. Today’s a happy day.”

“I don’t want a brother.” She sniffs. “Brother’s are annoying. Suzumi told me all about it.”

“Ah,” Satori nods like he knows, even though he’s never had siblings, unlike you. “But you know, that’s Suzumi’s brother. Yours will be much different. You know why?”

“Why?”

“Because he has you as a sister. He can’t be awful with you as a sister, can he?”

“I guess.” 

“Now,” his left hand is in her hair, her usual braids fallen apart long ago, and he rubs her back with his other hand, always there to soothe her how she needs it, “Are you ready to meet your little brother? He’s waiting to meet you.”

Hesitantly she lets him lead her over to your bed, where her brother waits in your arms, face scrunched up and red, fists raised as if he’s ready to fight. On top of all this, is the signature red tuft of hair, making him look like a tiny, red-faced punk.

“He looks like his head is burning.” Your daughter mumbles and softly pats his hair.

“Hmm,” Satori looks down fondly, “You looked a lot like that when you were born. That’s why you’re my little flame.”

“But he’s even smaller than me, right? Like, a smaller flame?” 

“What’s smaller than a little flame?” Satori asks, his eyes now on you, counting on you to have all the answers.

“A spark.” You say and, as if on cue, the smallest member of your family sneezes.

A giggle, the first one of the day, escapes your daughter and she leans forward to press a kiss to her brother's temple.

“Hi, little spark.”

-

She still fits on his lap, even after all those growth spurts she’s gone through.

Even now, with her mouth in a thin line and dried tears coating her cheeks, you know she’d rather curl into herself than be too tall, too big for her fathers lap.

And you know, without a doubt, that Satori would rather put on a hundred pounds before having a lap not big enough to fit his daughter.

“A-a-and then he said I was u-ugly.” She’s pressing her face into his shirt, leaving imprints of tears and snot behind, but neither of you cares. 

“Oh, my baby.” Your hand’s rubbing her back soothingly and Satori’s hand is in her hair and you don’t know who’s hurting more over this, your daughter or your husband, who’s had to go through the same thing in his own childhood.

“When I was your age,” he says and you look up at him, love in your eyes and more in your heart, “The same things happened to me.”

You listen to him talk, listen to the stories you’ve heard before, again and again, because even twenty, thirty years later, some things still hurt, some cuts still need kisses.

“But you’re not a monster.” She says when he’s finished.

“And you’re not ugly.” He tells her, his finger tapping her nose. “You’re my little flame.”

“Yeah!” A little booming voice sounds from beneath you, her brother eager to help. “He’s just an idiot!”

-

She fits on his lap.

And you know your husband. You know how vulnerable his heart is when it comes to his daughter.

His daughter, his little flame, who’s now sitting on another man’s lap, her boyfriend.

“I’m not sure about him,” Satori whispers in your ear in the kitchen, pretending to be busy with the desert. You have one eye on him and the other one on your son, running rampant through the house, too much energy in his body.

“You’re jealous, honey. That’s different. He’s treating her well, you know that.”

“Hmpf.” He throws another look into the living room. 

“But she’s my little flame.” He whines, his voice low enough that only you can hear.

“I know.” You whisper back softly, pressing your hand on his chest over his beating heart. “But you have to let her grow up.”

He looks at you and you can see all the love and insecurity in his eyes, all the feelings of a heart that still bleeds even after it’s scabbed over so many times.

“I love you.” You tell him and he nods, choking on his words. He puts his hand over yours and squeezes it. 

“I love you too, mon feu.”

My Kofi if you want to tip me

[whisperofwonder]

part 2 of this - about 10 years in the future

Ushijima Wakatoshi x reader - 676 words

"Thank you very much." Ushijima dips his head in a slight bow as he hands the signed photo over to the teenage girl in front of him. In recent years, he's met more and more fans just like her - "I've been watching you play ever since I was a little kid!" Time has been going by so quickly.

The years have, anyway. This day has started to feel like it will never end. Between fans, he sneaks a glance at the clock on the wall. In a little more than an hour, he'll be going home. It's the only thing that keeps him going.

He turns back to reach for another stack of photos when he feels the tug on the hem of his shorts. He looks down only to find a pair of grasping hands. "Papa!" His son cries out when his father notices him. With a soft, surprised laugh, he swings him up into his arms.

"Hi," He says into his hair as he presses a quick kiss to the top of his head. He spots you then, approaching with a sheepish smile, the baby sleeping in your arms and Kaito trailing behind you. Suddenly, every moment of the day that's been weighing on him feels as though it's floated away.

"Hi Toshi," You greet him, leaning in expectantly. He tries to make it a rule to keep displays of affection to a minimum, especially in such public situations like this, but he can't resist pressing a quick kiss to your lips.

"What are you doing here?" He murmurs, taking the chance to peer down at the sleeping bundle in your arms, brushing his knuckles against a soft cheek.

"Someone had to say hi to you," You gesture at your son perched comfortably in his arms, "And he just couldn't wait until you got home later. So here we are," You grin. "Plus, I think someone else wants another autograph to add to his collection."

Ushijima watches as Kaito's cheeks color, and he ducks his head. He raises an eyebrow and tries to disguise his smile as Kaito insists he had said no such thing. "Well, I've already signed this one, so you'd better take it anyway," Ushijima holds out the photo and Kaito accepts it. He tries to act nonchalant, but Ushijima doesn't miss the way he studies it closely for just a few moments. "We just took these photos, so it's a new one," He adds offhandedly. Kaito's expression brightens.

"Thanks, Uncle Toshi," Kaito says, flashing a quick smile. Almost 16 now, there's very little of the small boy Ushijima had met all those years ago, but his grin is still the same. It's endearing how the boy is still just a little bit starstruck by him.

"You didn't have to wait in line, you know," Ushijima turns back to you. "You're allowed to come right through."

"I know," You say with a wave of your hand, "But waiting is all part of the experience. It really takes me back. Right, Kaito?" You turn to your nephew.

"Yeah," He says distractedly, in the middle of stealing a glance down at the photo.

"But we should probably get going," You say, all too soon.

"You don't have to go," Ushijima says quickly, his hand coming to rest on your arm before he can stop it.

You laugh. "We're holding up the line," You gesture with your chin to the fans behind you. "Besides," You lean in a little closer, just enough that he catches a whiff of your shampoo, "The sooner we go, the sooner you'll be home." You press a quick kiss to his cheek. "We'll see you in a bit. I love you."

"I love you too," He says, finally setting your son back on his feet as Kaito reaches for the little boy's hand. He can't help but watch until you're swallowed by the crowd - his family.

The people still waiting in line remark to each other that they can't remember ever seeing Ushijima Wakatoshi smile quite like that before.

[withlovenavi]

cowboy!ushijima who lives in a remote farm in a small town, alone with his animals. he barely goes down to the town, only for the strictly necessary. so he doesn't know that a new townie came after a couple of days.

what happen is that you accidentally go to his land and, by some reasons, you end up being chases by some geese. you are running for your life, barely acknowledging your surroundings.

and then your feet don't touch the ground anymore.

a big, tanned arm is holding you around your waist, easily picking you up. you are already breathing fast and you feel out of breath when you finally see who is holding you.

he's like a greek god. a cowboy hat covers his beautiful face, tanned by the sun. his lips are in a thin line and his olived eyes aren't pleased with the situation.

after a hot minute, the greek god release you on the ground. the geese are behind, still clucking upset.

"who are you?" you both ask at the same time.

"i'm the owner of this farm," the man say when you keep silent. his gaze is too intense but if you have survived a geese attack, you can survive everything.

"i'm sorry, i didn't know it was someone's land when i cross there," you turn and signal the fallen fence, "i was looking for my uncle's farm and in the town told me to go in this way."

there is only another farm nearby, a few miles away. for years, none live there but ushijima remebers an old man that used to go to his farm for some cow milk.

you say your complete name and extend your hand for a shake. it take a while for the man to meet your hand and shake hands. his big hands are calloused by the hard work on the farm. momentarily you wonder how they would feel on your body.

"ushijima wakatoshi," he greets and that's how everything started.

[nicka-nell]

wow ok read the recent request and I gotta say that was pretty heavy. Can we have a similar request but with a light angst with the remaining characters ??? I like the previous request

Hi, of course! :)) I've had really little time lately but I hope you like it anyway. I would say that all three contain rather mild angst compared to the previous ones. So I hope you enjoy it more. 💚

Regretting their actions

Pairing: Kuroo x, Ushijima x, Sakusa x reader

Warning: angst to fluff

Part 1 | Part 2 (End)

Kuroo finally made it. He has a job he enjoys. A job that also pays well financially and provides stability.

However, this job also involves some overtime and company trips.

In the beginning, he tried to keep to the working hours as much as possible. After all, he didn’t want to neglect you. However, the overtime increased year by year.

You often tried to gently point out to him that he shouldn’t overwork himself, but most of the time, your remarks were met with anger and ended in an argument.

At some point, you stopped and tried to suppress his increasingly frequent absences. Even if it hurt you.

Sometimes you lie in bed, looking at the empty space next to you, before the screen of your phone lights up and the usual message from Kuroo appears. “Sorry, kitten, but I can’t make it home today. But I’ll be there tomorrow at the end of the day.”

A message that raises so many doubts in you. What if he’s not at work at all and is seeing another woman? You’ve hardly had any time together in the last few months. Just a good morning kiss before work... that was all.

Does he no longer loves you? Does he possibly have a girlfriend and is leading a double life? No, Kuroo wouldn’t do that.

You’ve already reminded Kuroo three times this week that it’s your niece’s birthday today and that she’s looking forward to finally seeing him again. Because your niece loves Kuroo. Your boyfriend kept telling you before work that he had the date in his calendar and that he would definitely be home in time for the two of you to go to your niece’s together. You believed him. After all, the date was important to you. But you soon realize that this was just another lie. An empty promise.

Because when you look at your watch, it’s ten minutes before departure... and Kuroo still hasn’t arrived. He didn’t even reply to your “I’m looking forward to this afternoon.” You wait another four minutes, but nothing happens. In the end, you take the train to your niece’s house. Alone, without Kuroo. Because he doesn’t answer your messages or your calls.

Your little niece is so sad when she opens the door and looks up at you, realizing that you have come alone. It’s not that she doesn’t like you, but her dear uncle Kuroo always does so much nonsense with her. What did she once said? The aunts and grannies are there to go shopping and with the uncles and grandpas you have fun. Not exactly nice, but whatever. 

She looks at you with sad eyes. “Isn’t uncle Kuroo coming? Doesn’t uncle Kuroo like me anymore?” she asks tearfully as you try to calm her down somehow. It takes a long time for her to stop crying, and that on her birthday. And as if that wasn’t enough, you also get asked by your brother and your parents if everything is all right with you and your boyfriend. Whether you are still together at all. Because even at the last events, you were always there alone. When they passed by your home, only you were ever present. 

“No, no, everything’s fine. Tetsu’s just really busy today,” you reply with a forced smile, even though you don’t know where you stand as a couple right now. Can you even call what the two of you have a relationship?

As you head home in the evening, the apartment is still empty, just as expected. You sigh as you put your bag down and go into the bathroom to get ready for bed. The apartment seems so bitter as you lie down under the cold sheets, but you don’t care. You don’t even look at your phone anymore, because you know that Kuroo hasn’t texted you anyway. Nor do you mind that the bed is empty. Because that has also become a habit by now. Just then, you realize that tears are suddenly running down your cheeks. Yet you don’t even bother to wipe them away because no one will see them anyway.

Kuroo curses as he looks at his watch. His day had been stressful. So stressful that he didn’t even have time to look at his phone or check the time. Only when it got darker outside did he realize that he had once again worked too long. 

“Shit,” he curses again as he stands in front of the entrance door. Should he go back to get flowers for you? After all, he promised you he wouldn’t work so late. No, never mind. Staying away any longer will only upset you more.

“Hey kitten, I’m sorry I was gone so long again. I know I said that-” but when Kuroo enters the living room, the light is off. You’re not in the kitchen either. Have you gone to bed already? He walks quietly towards the bedroom, but his hand stops on the door handle when he hears you sniffle.

“Hey, baby, what’s wrong?” he asks, immediately moving past the bed to your side to kneel in front of it. Only now do you realize that Kuroo has returned home. You look at him almost empty-eyed. “Nothing...” you reply and want to turn away from him, but his hand holds onto your shoulder.

“Don’t say nothing when you’re obviously crying. Is it because I’m here so late again? I’m really sorry... I’ve completely lost track of time. I’m trying-”

“I suppose you’ve forgotten my niece’s birthday? She cried bitterly today... and not only that. I was asked today if we’re still together because you’ve never been to celebrations lately. And honestly? I don’t even know myself...” You say in frustration and watch Kuroo’s eyes suddenly widen.

Today was your niece’s birthday... You had told him several times during the week and yet he had forgotten. Kuroo doesn’t even know how to answer you. There is no answer that can please you. Because Kuroo has completely fucked up. He opens his mouth to say something, then closes it again. 

“Maybe we should really break-”

“No, no don’t say that. I know I fucked up. I know I promised you I’d work less overtime and be there for you more often. I know I didn’t stick to any of that. But please. I can change.” His answer interrupts yours, his voice soft and yet so panicked as he looks at you pleadingly. But you can’t help but laugh in frustration. “I’ve already asked my brother... I can stay with him for a while.”

You see the fear in his face as he tries to struggle for words. His shoulders begin to shake before he opens his mouth. Kuroo has no arguments to defend himself. In the end, he just failed. Made you sad. Neglected you. It had to get that far before he finally understood that. But when he looks at your sad face, he knows that he has no right to stop you.

“Yeah... if that’s what you want... I don’t want to stop you... make you any more miserable.” He replies dejectedly before squeezing your shoulder a little tighter to stand up to leave you alone in the bedroom. To give you the tranquility that you would prefer over his presence. But his legs won’t let him go any further as he stops in front of the door, just a step away from the hallway. 

Instead of leaving the room, he turns in your direction, switches on the big light and goes back to your bedside. “No, I can’t do that. I know I don’t have the right, but I just can’t let you go. I have neglected you. I have neglected us. And although you reminded me several times, I forgot your niece’s birthday. I don’t even want to imagine how sad she was that I wasn’t there, or how sad you must have been that I couldn’t keep my promise again. I am sorry that I have once again failed as a boyfriend. I know I probably look like the biggest asshole and my words sound like lies to you. But please... I love you and I mean it when I say I’m sorry. I enjoy my job, even if it is stressful. But I’ve probably lost sight of the most important thing, and that’s you. Please... please, if there’s still a little bit of hope, tell me how to make it right.” Kuroo says, looking you in the eye with determination, even though he is struggling to keep his composure.

You sit up in bed and look down at him, still kneeling in front of you. You love him, but what’s the point if he can’t keep his promises anyway? Still, when he looks at you like that… with these sad eyes… as if he’s about to break apart… “I’m staying with my brother for a week from tomorrow... I need a clear head. So use this week to think about how you can set things right. And maybe... maybe there will still be a future for us.” You answer him more coldly than you actually wanted to and look over at the empty side of the bed. “And now go to bed... there’s no point sleeping on the sofa in the living room. It’ll only make your back ache.” you add, before crawling back under the covers and closing your eyes. Not waiting to see if Kuroo actually lies down next to you or not.

The week you spend with your brother is like a wake-up call for Kuroo. A reminder that he needs to change something.

He writes to you every day before he leaves for work. A simple “Good morning, I hope you have a good start to the day” and in the evening he always writes to you when he’s on his way home.

Nevertheless, overall he leaves you in peace. Just like you wanted.

After the week you spent with your brother, you now stand in front of the entrance to your own home and take a deep breath. Wondering if Kuroo is home yet.

He should actually be at home. After all, his working hours are over. Did he keep his promise? You open the door and step inside. The apartment looks exactly the same as it did when you left it a week ago. Tidy, clean. Almost as if no one lived here. And as you might expect, Kuroo’s shoes are also missing. So nothing has changed after all. Standing in the hallway, you laugh in frustration and shake your head as you suddenly hear a key in the door lock and Kuroo enters.

A little surprised to see you, his eyes widen. “H-Hey...” he says almost shyly as he stands in front of you. Kuroo has a bouquet of flowers in his hand and a bag of groceries in the other. “I thought... maybe we could cook together and then... talk afterwards. That’s why I went grocery shopping after work, but I guess most people do it after work. It was really crowded...” he clicks his tongue and tilts his head to the side with a somewhat strained smile.

So he did finish work on time? “And the flowers? Are they there for cooking too?” you ask, unconsciously breaking the tense atmosphere between you. Kuroo just rolls his eyes and you see the tips of his ears turn red as he hands you the bouquet. “Of course not. They’re for you... for the best woman in the world.” His last words are quiet, but you hear them well.

Kuroo and you cook together, even if it’s a bit strange at first.

You both don’t quite know what to say or how to behave.

But while you wait for your food to be ready, Kuroo speaks up, pushes a chair back and asks you to take a seat at the dining table before sitting opposite you and taking your hands in his.

He tells you that he has only worked one hour of overtime this week. That he has applied for an assistant so that he can hand over some of his work and therefore work less overtime.

He tells you about all this in such an excited tone, as if you’ve just had your first date and he’s asking you out. Kuroo seems to be making a real effort...

“You know, there are even therapists who deal with people who work too much and-” says Kuroo, but you interrupt him directly. “Tetsurou... I’m not asking you to go to a therapist. If what you’ve said is true, then... that’s a good start.” His posture relaxes abruptly at your statement before he grips your hands tighter again and rests his head on them, sighing with relief. He had fully expected you to draw a line today after all the lonely nights he had given you. After all the empty promises. And here you both are, sitting together, and he can’t believe how good-natured you are. “That means... you’ll give me another chance?” he asks, but doesn’t lift his head from your hands.

“One last one... so don’t mess it up Tetsurou.” you reply much more gently this time.

You’ve been together with Ushijima for a long time. You know his personality, that he tends to be quiet, sometimes blunt, and doesn’t talk much. Nevertheless, his lack of words sometimes makes you uneasy. 

Something that Ushijima often can’t understand, because after all, that’s how you met. It usually ends with you just nodding off at some point and saying that you must have been imagining things and you just pretend that nothing happened.

But lately he’s been so quiet again. Even more distant than before.

Whenever he comes home from training, he goes straight to the kitchen to make himself a protein shake. Then straight to the bathroom to put his sports clothes in the washing machine and then gets ready for bed. Somewhere in between, he greets you with an almost indifferent “hello”.

You know that Ushijima is a little different, that his communication sometimes falls short. But his current behavior is unsettling even for you.

Has he perhaps met someone new? Does he no longer love you?

No... you don’t want to have thoughts like that. And yet you have them, and yet they don’t stop you from asking Ushijima this one question when he’s about to go to bed. 

“Be honest Toshi... do you have another person you see next to me? Well... I don’t mean friends, but... a potential love interest?” The question slips out a little more reproachfully than you would have liked.

Ushijima looks at you with wide eyes as he puts on a T-shirt to go to bed. He can’t believe you actually asked him that. He has enough stress at the moment with the upcoming championship games. Now you’re just throwing in your insecurity. He doesn’t need that right now. “Do you really think I have the time or energy to deal with another relationship? This one is stressful enough at times,” he says almost coldly. 

Wow... you think. It feels like he’s hitting a volleyball right against your chest. It hurts. “So you see me as a burden?” you try to say in a calm voice, but it’s already shaking. Ushijima just shakes his head in annoyance before climbing into bed next to you. 

“When you ask questions like that, yes. Where do you come up with such nonsense? Do you have so little self-esteem?” says Ushijima before switching off the light on the bedside cabinet and turning towards you. “Let’s go to sleep now. I have to get up in the morning. And stop thinking such nonsense.” He says, as if he hadn’t hurt your feelings with his words earlier, before leaning in to kiss you goodnight, but you just turn around and avoid him. “Good night...” you mumble coolly, but Ushijima doesn’t think much of it.

Only after several days does he realize that something is different. You hardly talk to him, not at all, in fact. You no longer cook for him either. Maybe not in general? You’re often out until late in the evening and only come to bed when Ushijima is already asleep. But when he asks you what’s wrong, you just answer with a strange smile and say “nothing”. Ushijima doesn’t understand a thing.

It’s only when he’s on the phone with Tendou and the two of them are talking about all sorts of things, about how Ushijima is very stressed right now from training and the upcoming championships, that he mentions in passing that you’re behaving strangely. Tendou has known Ushijima for a long time. So he can guess that Ushijima has once again misunderstood something or said things that came across wrongly. When Ushijima tells him about the conversation with you a few days ago, Tendou sighs loudly into the phone. “Wakatoshi, that’s the stupidest thing you could have said to her. Does your better half know that you’re under a lot of stress at the moment?”

“Of course not. After all, it’s not something she can change. So she doesn’t have to worry about it.” As soon as Ushijima has spoken his sentence, he hears the sigh on the other side of the line again. “Wakatoshi, that’s not how a relationship works. How long have you been together now? Almost six years... She’s just worried about you. And if she then asks you whether there might be another woman in your life, ‘Don’t ask such stupid questions, why do you have so little self-esteem’ is not exactly the best answer.” Tendou imitates Ushijima.

He is surprised that he still has a girlfriend at all with this manner. Maybe he needs to fly to Japan more often after all… To give Ushijima a good slap on the back of the blunt man’s head.

“I just wanted to tell her that she’s a great woman and I can’t understand how she can have such thoughts when she’s perfect,” Ushijima replies as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Yet Tendou has to spend half an hour talking to Ushijima about how wrong his behavior was before he finally realizes it himself. So he decides to go home after training and wait for you, no matter how long it takes. 

Sighing, you stand in front of the front door. On the one hand, you hope that Ushijima is already asleep, but on the other, you don’t want to continue with the silent treatment. You shake your head and open the door, only to see Ushijima sitting in the living room, his hands clasped together as he rests his arms on his thighs.

“Wakatoshi?” You ask, a little irritated, as you notice him staring into space. You can’t interpret his gaze. “Can you please sit down? We need to talk.” He says in a firm voice that makes your heart beat uncomfortably faster. You know you haven’t done anything wrong, and yet it feels like you have. Nevertheless, you nod, sit down next to him and look in his direction. He mirrors your movement. Only he doesn’t look at you with concern, but neutrally as always.

“I...” he begins, but then his voice drops. He doesn’t quite know how to start. After all, that’s never been his strength. “What is it, Wakatoshi?” you ask almost impatiently. After all, if he wants to end the relationship, he should keep it short. That will hurt, but maybe it’s better that way.

“I have hurt you. Seemingly very deeply. I’m sorry about that. It’s not that I don’t love you. I do and I thought you knew that too. Maybe I didn’t express myself properly, no actually, I didn’t express myself properly. But I can’t understand why you think that I might have another woman for whom I have feelings. You are a wonderful woman. Strong, independent, intelligent and attractive. For me, you are just right the way you are. I wouldn’t want anyone else by my side. I thought you would see yourself the way I see you.” Ushijima looks deep into your eyes with every word, his complete focus on you, before glancing briefly to the side. As if he’s thinking about what else he wants to say. Then he turns back to you and puts his hand on your thigh.

“We’re really under a lot of stress at the moment with our training. But that’s not something I want to burden you with in any way. After all, there’s nothing you can do to change the situation. And you shouldn’t have to worry about your husband. So… If I hurt you with my words, I’m sorry.” His words are sincere and the uneasy feeling you felt in your chest is suddenly gone. You should have known that Ushijima doesn’t love another woman. After all, it’s Ushijima. 

“Let’s go out for dinner together at the weekend. Just the two of us. Let’s talk, spend time together. There hasn’t been enough of that lately.” Ushijima says, turning you more towards him by your thigh before wrapping his hands around your waist and placing you on his lap with ease.

“Wakatoshi!” you shriek briefly. His head is on your shoulder, his breath warm on your skin. “I’m really sorry that my words hurt you,” he whispers softly, starting to rub your back with his thumb as he holds you close to his chest. You are no longer angry with him. Has been no longer. Actually, you are glad that he told you how he felt.

“Going out for dinner sounds good,” you say softly and put your arms around him. As you answer, you feel him squeeze you a little tighter. As if he wants to tell you how grateful he is that you show understanding for him.

Actually, everything is going well between you and Sakusa. You both harmonize well, have similar interests and friends. The only thing that is a little difficult is the fact that you have to keep your relationship a secret.

At least Sakusa wants to keep the relationship private because he doesn’t want paparazzi following you around or some crazy fans sending you threatening letters or maybe even hurting you.

Sakusa is very cautious when it comes to you.

So apart from your closest friends, your family and his agency, nobody knows about your relationship.

However, it is becoming more difficult from year to year. Because there are already pictures that have been made public. Pictures in which you are seen with Sakusa. Sitting together in a coffee shop or going for a walk in the park. You’ve even been photographed while buying groceries.

There are also more and more rumors about you. “Who is the unknown woman who is always in the front row at every game?”, ”Is this young lady the girlfriend of athlete Kiyoomi Sakusa?”

Today Sakusa forgot his sports shoes. Since you work in the same building as the agency that has him under contract, you decide to simply take the shoes with you. After all, Sakusa told you today that he has an appointment at his agency before he goes to training.

With a slight nod, you greet the security people at the entrance to the third floor where the agency for athletes is located. You’ve already been here a few times, so it’s easy for you to find the right way. You stop in front of Sakusa’s manager’s office. In front of the office, you see that the door is slightly open and that people are talking. Sakusa was one of them. You briefly consider knocking and going in, but when you hear the next words, you stand still, petrified.

“Sakusa-san, are you sure you want to bring your relationship with Ms. Abe into the public eye? Ms. Abe is a popular tennis player. It would draw a lot of attention to both of you,” says Sakusa’s manager. Soon after, the sound of a woman giggling rings out, followed immediately by Sakusa’s voice.

“That’s fine... I think it’s for the best. But before we go through with this -” you don’t hear the last words, because you’ve already set the bag with the shoes down outside the office and rushed back to your own workplace. 

You can’t concentrate all day long. You keep thinking about that conversation you had heard earlier. About Sakusa... wanting to make a relationship public? Only now do you realize what that actually means. Does this mean that Sakusa has been cheating on you the whole time and you were nothing but a pleasant distraction for him?

Frustrated, you stomp home after work, thinking about all the things you want to say. Everything you want to throw at Sakusa. When you arrive home, the apartment is still empty. Nothing unusual, because Sakusa wanted to go to his training after the meeting. So he’ll probably be gone for several more hours. Or did he just use that as an excuse to meet up with his new girlfriend?

You laugh bitterly, rolling your eyes at the thought of Sakusa’s name appearing in the magazines next to the name of that tennis player .... “Ridiculous...” you snort, and walk into the living room, where, ironically, the picture of Sakusa and you immediately comes into view. A photo of the two of you on vacation. You were in Norway. A country where Sakusa isn’t really well known. That’s why you could enjoy your vacation without paparazzi. In the photo you are in a small restaurant, outside on the terrace, both smiling intimately into the camera. Was it all just an act?

Furious, you grab the photo and throw it on the floor. The glass breaks and all the shards lie on the ground. “Damn...” you curse, annoyed at yourself for your outburst as you kneel down to pick up the pieces. But a familiar voice makes you flinch. 

“My love, is everything all right?” you hear Sakusa, who must have come home a few seconds ago, dropping his bag in the hallway and looking in your direction with wide eyes. He left training on time today because he thought it was strange that his sports bag was in front of his manager’s door, but you weren’t there.

But now the time has come. The pain in your chest suddenly gets impossible to bear, your mouth quivers and your eyes are all warm as big tears run down your cheeks. A sight that really knocks Sakusa off his feet. Immediately he rushes in your direction, kneels down next to you and takes your hands in his to see if you have cut yourself. But your body seems to be unharmed.

“W-what’s wrong?” he asks again, concerned, before you pull your hands out of his grip and stare at him angrily. “When... when were you going to tell me you had another girl? And what are you doing here anyway? Shouldn’t you be at training or with your new lover?” you say angrily, but don’t raise your voice.

Sakusa tries to follow your words, even if he can’t understand them at first. But then he realizes… The bag in the hallway, your tears... you must have heard part of the conversation he had this afternoon. But you probably haven’t heard everything. The man with the raven-black curls closes his eyes before taking a deep breath and looking at you again, trying to reach for your hands.

“You’ve completely misunderstood something-” he is about to start, but you interrupt him directly. “Don’t say ‘it’s not what it looks like’. You can spare that phrase, Kiyoomi!” you say a little louder now, but Sakusa doesn’t back down and continues to try to talk to you calmly.

“Please Y/n... I want you to listen to me for a minute... just a minute... After that you can still be mad at me. Is that possible?” Sakusa grabs your hands this time, pulls you up with him and leads you to the sofa. “Sit down, please.” You’re actually reluctant, but you’ve been together for so long now... you can give him that one minute, can’t you? You grudgingly sit down, but don’t look at him.

“Lately, paparazzi are getting bolder and bolder... even the other day there were some in the supermarket who wanted to take pictures of us... I’m just worried that your face will eventually be in all the newspapers and platforms and you’ll no longer be able to live your life carefree, but will always have these people at your back, following you,” says Sakusa somewhat awkwardly. Almost as if he himself is unsure whether what he wants to tell you is plausible for you. But before he can continue, you interrupt him directly and give him an angry look.

“Oh, and that’s why you thought you’d find a new girlfriend who’s already a celebrity and just date her? Then you can go out without hiding? Is that it?” you’re struggling to keep your voice under control. Sakusa’s eyes widen and he shrinks back for a moment, his hands almost in a protective position in front of his chest as he shakes his head.

“Wait, no, it’s not like that. I don’t have another relationship. Well, okay wait. I thought it might be good if I publicly revealed a fake relationship with another celebrity. Of course, it’s not real and we’re not really a couple. But I thought it would take the pressure off you and you could-”

You can’t believe what Sakusa is saying right now. Is he really serious? If it’s true, why is he talking to his manager first and not to you? Doesn’t he care about your feelings? “Do you actually... don’t think at all? How do you think I would feel when I read the messages and your name is everywhere with the name of your fake girlfriend? Have you ever thought about the fact that this is extremely hurtful to me? I would rather be seen in public with you than see you with someone else ‘for my supposed freedom and privacy’. How would you feel if I introduced another man to the whole world as my boyfriend just to ‘protect’ you?” The words you say so loudly hit Sakusa, and he gets quiet. He doesn’t even know what to say anymore. Your question slaps him hard. How would he feel… The thought of seeing you with another man makes him angry, sad... and somehow helpless?

“I...” Sakusa begins, but immediately doesn’t know how to continue. “I’m sorry, that was probably stupid of me.” He then says, tilting his head downwards. Sighing, you stand up and shake your head once more before walking past Sakusa. 

“You know, you never asked me, but I wouldn’t mind if people knew my face. It’s more important to me to do things with you without having to hide. You’re always the one who overdramatizes and worries unnecessarily... Whatever… I’m going to bed now. Good night.” You no longer wait for his answer. Instead, you go straight to the bathroom and get ready for bed.

Sakusa remains seated in the living room. He knows exactly that it wouldn’t be right to talk to you now, that you want to be left alone. Especially since he doesn’t know what he’s supposed to tell you. He just knows that his action was really stupid.

Sakusa hadn’t signed a contract with the tennis player and the two agencies yet, because he wanted to talk to you about it first, but at the moment his own idea to protect your privacy disgusts him. He really should have talked to you first about how you feel, whether you want to be in the public eye, instead of drawing any conclusions. Sakusa sighs, leans back against the sofa and closes her eyes. “Idiot...” he whispers quietly.

Two days pass and you are still disappointed by Sakusa’s behavior. Even though he probably only meant well. You haven’t really spoken much either. Just the usual “Good morning, have a nice day at work...”, “How was your day?” and all that sort of things.

Still at work, you just can’t concentrate and start massaging your temples when suddenly one of your colleagues shrieks and starts giggling. “Hey, isn’t that Sakusa Kiyoomi? What’s he doing here? His agency is upstairs, isn’t it?” she asks one of her colleagues, who quickly reaches for her make-up mirror and fixes her hair. 

Now you too turn your head forward and see Sakusa walking in your direction with a bunch of white lilies. Everyone looks after him, puzzled, and you also stare at him with irritation as he stops in front of you. “Uhm... I wanted to bring these over to you because I have to go upstairs to talk to my manager about a photo shoot.”

The whispering of your colleagues gets louder and louder and you still look a little confused, but you take the bouquet and stand up. “Kiyoomi, what is this about?” you whisper to him, not quite knowing how to react. Sakusa grazes your arm, wanders up to your cheek and looks deep into your eyes. “You were right. I should never have had this stupid idea. I should have asked you. And even if I’m worried about you, I only want to see you by my side in any pictures on the internet. After all, you are the woman I love. I’m really sorry. Will you... accept my clumsy apology?” Sakusa gazes at you with such a puppy-dog look that you can’t help but put the bouquet on your table and jump into his arms.

Of course, Sakusa did not sign the contract with the tennis player.

At his next match, you’re in the front row as usual, and when Sakusa scores the final point to victory and his team cheers along with him, he immediately runs to you, pulling you over the barrier to hold you in his arms before setting you down and cupping your cheeks with his hands. Just a few seconds later, you feel his lips on yours, cameras pointing at you and taking photos. But you couldn’t care less. “You know, I’ve wanted to do this so many times before,” he says calmly, leaning his forehead against your own.

Although everyone knows your face now, Sakusa is always reserved in interviews when it comes to private questions.

He will not answer questions about you if they become too personal.

In the beginning, the paparazzi and reporters were really a nuisance, but everything calmed down over time and the two of you can go out and enjoy dates together without being followed, just like back then, before his career.

[haikyu-mp4]

Cheerleader

You and Ushijima's daughter loves her uncles, for my Parenting event<3

requested by @yuu-via. word count; 405 – gn!reader

The Ushijimas are a notorious trio, the media love your family. The dad, a handsome volleyball player known for his reliable play and stoic being, the daughter, a young girl with lungs that present a stark contrast to her dad, and you, the mother who lovingly keeps them in line.

You’re sitting in the VIP seats of an Adlers’ game, dressed to match your husband in Ushijima jerseys and cheering wildly for every point. Your daughter keeps getting featured on the recordings of these matches and there’s a good reason.

“GO DAAAAAD, YOU SLAAAY!” she yells, sounding like she has much bigger lungs than what could possibly fit in such a young child. “GET ‘EM UNCLE ROMERO! KAGEYAMA UNDERSTOOD THE ASSIGNMENT! ADLERS WINNING ERA!”

The support was endless, she was practically their mascot.

And when the match ended, she was the first one out on the court to congratulate them while you chased her in a desperate attempt not to lose her in the crowd. Luckily, you’d always find her safe in one of the players’ arms.

Like right now, Hoshiumi lifted her like she weighed nothing, throwing her briefly in the air and catching her again while she squealed. “There’s our little cheerleader.”

“You were awesome, I want to spike like you,” she whined, holding her left arm up like they would need the example of what she meant.

Romero ruffled her hair, making her swat his hands off but still smile brighter than the midday sun. “Isn’t your dad teaching you well? Guess you’ll have to come to practice with us.”

She gasped, lifting both arms in excitement as Ushijima came over to pick her up and sit her on his hip so no one would bump into her. Even now that she was older he had no problem holding her up. “That would be so cool!”

“I’m sorry my teaching has been insufficient,” Ushijima apologised, kissing her cheek simply because he knew it made her a little embarrassed.

“I want them to teach me, not you,” she argued, making Hoshiumi laugh.

“Can’t blame her.”

“Okay, let’s go home before your dad sheds a tear,” you cooed jokingly, resting a hand on Ushijima’s bicep.

As all the previous excitement lulled her to sleep on drive way home, Ushijima smiled happily when he saw her in the rearview mirror. He was glad she loved her self-appointed ‘uncles’, yet never doubted she loved him more.

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for the requester: thank you for the sweet request! hope you're having a very nice week and this came out somewhat like what you wanted<3

[emmyrosee]

Ushijima does nothing halfway. Especially when it comes to his daughter.

It’s very adorable to see, there’s nothing quite like her asking him for anything and everything, and him doing it.

For her third birthday, she wanted a pony. When he couldn’t find one, he and Romero dressed up in a pony costume.

When she asks for candy, he gets her two of whatever she likes- one when she eats all her dinner, and one because ‘mommy doesn’t need to know.’

When she comes barreling into your bedroom while you two snuggle, wailing and desperately trying to dry her eyes while you both scramble from the bed to calm her down. He’s quick to reach for the baseball bat next to his bed to ward off any “monsters.”

“What’s wrong, baby?” You soothe, opening your arms for her to leap into. She does, and you hoist her up and onto your hip, her face burying into your neck.

“Jock’s gone!” She sobs, and immediately, you and Wakatoshi tense up.

Jacques, the handmade giraffe Uncle Satori had sent all the way from Paris for Reina’s second birthday had immediately made its presence known in everyday life. Everywhere Reina went, Jacques was close behind or enclosed in her tiny hand: play dates, dinners out or at the table, sitting on the toilet at bath time…

In her arms every time she was going to sleep.

“Oh sweetheart,” you croon. “Why didn’t you tell us sooner?”

“I…I…” she lets out a sniffle and wipes her nose with the back of her hand. “I forgot to…”

“We’ll find him,” Wakatoshi assures, and Reina’s eyes light up at her favorite hero.

You gnaw at your lip before looking at the time, “baby, don’t you think we should maybe just try tomorrow?”

“She needs it tonight,” he says simply, planting a kiss to your head before stalking out of the room. “He’s got to be in the house somewhere. Probably just playing hide and seek.”

What a damned game he was playing.

Surely enough, everywhere Jacques would be, or was suspected to be was exactly where he wasn’t; he wasn’t in the bathroom, or in the chair next to hers at the dinner table. He wasn’t in the playroom, nor under her bed, everywhere that Jacques could be, he certainly was not.

“Doya think he ran ‘way, daddy?” Reina wails, fingers clasping onto your pajama pants. A soothing hand cards through her locks, and despite Wakatoshi having the patience of a Saint, you could see it in his eyes it was slowly slipping away.

“It would make more sense than him just not being here,” he mumbles, and you offer him a sympathetic look for his efforts. “Okay, Reina,” he sighs, crouching down to be eye level with her; exhaustion paints his face and his hair sticks up wildly with his anxious carding, “when was the last time you had Jacques?”

She sniffles and wipes her nose on your sweat pants, “I told him to stay and watch the washin’ machine, ‘n come get mommy when it was done, and he never did!”

Wakatoshi blanches and his jaw slacks. You cover your mouth to hide the laughter that desperately wants to bubble out. Reina’s bottom lip wobbles as she unknowingly just took three years off of her fathers life.

“…the last time you had him was in the laundry room?”

“Uh-huh.”

“So… he’s in the laundry room?”

She nods again. Big brown eyes flick up to you, and he sinks his teeth into his lip to stop himself from laughing in a similar vain as you. “Okay,” he says, standing up and scrubbing his face with his large hands. “In hindsight, that should’ve been my first question.”

“Huh?” Reina asks, eyes flying up to you when you finally let a few cackles out, watching as your mammoth of a husband shuffles down the hallway to the laundry room. The light flicks on, then off, and when he emerges, there’s Jacques, dangling from his beefy hand.

“Found him,” he says blankly. Reina gasps and quickly runs over to her father, eagerly clutching the giraffe to her chest.

“You didn’t run ‘way!” She squeals, rocking the plush back and forth before planting a kiss to its head, chirping a sweet little “thank you, daddy!” before shuffling back off to bed, like the last three hours of struggle didn’t just happen.

Wakatoshi looks at you with exhausted eyes, but the minute they lock with yours, he’s unable to fight the wide smile that starts to spread over his face, causing the both of you to break out in loud laughter and snickers. You quickly make your way back into his arms, your head thunking against his chest while it rumbles with his laughter.

“I cannot believe that little snot just outplayed us so hard.”

“You’d think this is our first day,” you snort. Your head turns up to look at him, and you give him a kiss on the base of his jaw as a reward. “You’re so good to her.”

“I almost have to be,” he sighs sleepily. His olive eyes glaze over your face, “there is no way you’d be able to handle her antics on your own.”

“Hey. Just because she likes you more than me does not mean I can’t handle her on my own.”

He offers you a small snort and reaches up to gently stroke the corners of your smiling eyes, “I do suppose so; her ability to give me grey hairs certainly does come from you.”

“Exactly,” you chuckle. Lovingly, despite his slander, you nose at his jawline for him to lean down for a kiss which he happily complies in, his hands gentle on your cheek in the middle of the hallway. You giggle against his lips and nuzzle your nose against his, “I want another one…”

“A kiss?”

“No, a baby.”

Immediately he pulls back, face dropped in a deadpanned expression to contrast your excited one. “Clearly we need to get you to sleep, you’re talking nonsense.”

“Toshi!”

“Come on,” he grunts, hoisting you up and over his shoulder, ignoring your laughter and the banging of your fists against his back. “Bed time. Before the both of you give me an aneurysm.”

[6okuto]

GOOD WITH KIDS

ushijima, suna, hinata, akaashi, sakusa, kita, atsumu with their kids ^__< reader is never mentioned so u can imagine them as single dads if u'd like 🫶

USHIJIMA’s tall, to say the least. his daughter finds this incredibly beneficial to her every few days. all she has to do is walk up to his spot on the couch and look a little fidgety, biting her bottom lip, for wakatoshi to smile. “is something high up again?” “yeah…the cereal’s on the top shelf again! i didn’t put it there last time though, i swear.” she furrows her brows as her dad stands up to his full height. “well, let’s get it down from there together, then.” he easily pulls her into his arms and she giggles, maneuvering her way to sit on his shoulders with practiced ease. “make sure not to bump your head,” he reminds her, slowly walking to the kitchen. “i won’t!” she carefully holds onto him, and wakatoshi’s glad she hasn’t figured out he’s the one who’s been putting things high up whenever she’s finished with them.

SUNA holds his daughter's hand, his phone with two tickets to the barbie movie open in the hand that's free. they had gotten ready together—rintarou had let her put her cutest pink clips into his hair, and made sure to get a shirt that matched the shade of her dress. he took her to buy a whole outfit for the occasion, from the dress to her bag to her shoes. the pair had taken photos and videos, one currently posted on his story that had her face out of view, but bow in her hair shown off. “can i get the barbie popcorn combo, too?” she asks in line. “yeah, you wanna get a photo with the barbie cut-out after?” “yeah, yeah! she looks so pretty.” rintarou hums and lets her swing their arms back and forth, careful not to hit the people around them. “i think you’re even prettier, though.”

HINATA has always supported his son in decorating and expressing himself, which is why when he wanted to decorate his room, he couldn’t say no, even with his lack of artistic skills. instead, they worked together to fill online shopping carts with different merchandise and furniture and got temporary wallpaper that would fit the bill. a couple of weeks later, and now shoyo finds himself sitting on the ground setting up a new desk, surrounded by boxes and different figures that will hopefully fill the bookshelf they built a few hours earlier. “dad?” “yeah?” “do you think i could get some of your team’s stuff, too?” “my—” shoyo fumbles with the screw in his hand in shock. “like, like your shirt? or something signed by uncle bokuto?” the question could make shoyo cry, he thinks, and he makes a noise of excited agreement. “of course you can! do you want to check my old high school stuff, too?”

AKAASHI’s a fan of thunderstorms. his daughter on the other hand, is not. so he’s made it a little game. they’re sitting together in a blanket fort, legs touching and hands on their lap.she fidgets slightly at the sight of the lightning, but starts to count out loud for the thunder. “one, two, three, four…” keiji joins and they watch each other carefully. at eight, the thunder rumbles the house and his daughter reaches over—not for a hug or comfort, but to try tickling her dad who does the same. she squeals as he reaches for her sides, and keiji laughs as she, maybe a little aggressively, tickles him back. when he picks her up to sit her on his lap, she yells, “no fair! that’s cheating!” between giggles and yelps. in mock indignation, keiji replies, “cheating? i would never do that.” yet stops anyway. his daughter jokingly huffs. “i’m gonna get you next time.”

SAKUSA’s eyes widen as his daughter runs up to him, only to hide behind his legs. instinctively, his hand moves to hold and comfort her as he scans the park for what could have scared her. it’s when two large dogs bark that he spots them playing with each other and the dots click. he turns to squat in front of his daughter, who looks at him with wide eyes and a pout that make his heart clench. “dad,” she says softly. “hm?” “do you think i could play with the dogs? they’re…big.” she sends a pointed look to other kids walking up to the owner and their pets. kiyoomi hums again and gently rubs her shoulder. “ it looks like they’re being nice with the other kids, right? why don’t we go together and ask?” his daughter nods and grabs his hand, and kiyoomi’s eyes crinkle as he smiles before walking over with her.

KITA’s son is adamant that his bed is the comfiest in the house. shinsuke’s happy to hear this, of course, even if he’d have to personally disagree. he’s about to rest in your own bedroom, when his son catches up to him in the hall. “do you wanna try my bed?” shinsuke blinks, processing the question. he laughs a little. “i don’t think i’d fit properly.” “we can both fit!” and before he can object, his son is pulling him into his bedroom and onto the bed that was definitely not made for the two of them to fit. but something tells him that he won’t get out of this easily, so he lets out a breathy laugh before crawling in, leaving space for his son to curl in with him. his back will probably hurt a little when he wakes up, but he pulls the blanket over the both of them anyway with a soft smile on his face.

ATSUMU rolls up his sleeves and pretends to crack his knuckles. “y’ready?” “yeah!” his son says with determination. the carnival game worker counts down, and they both get ready with their basketballs. the grand prize, the largest teddy bear, was locked behind a rigged basketball hoop, but the two of them refused to give up. and apparently atsumu’s mind is on another level right now, honed in as he succeeds with most of his tosses, and gets the last needed shot for that damned bear. “dad! you did it!” his son cheers and excitedly pulls on his arm. “ha! and who said i couldn’t play a sport other than volleyball?” “...no one?” “aw, come on,” atsumu whines, “work with me here!” the both of them are play-fighting when the worker manages to get the bear down and hand it to them. there’s huge grins on both of their faces as they shout a thanks. “can i put it in my room?” “and hide this success? it’s goin’ in the living room.” “you can do that?” “majority of the family says yes, we can do anythin’.”

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[nightkarmaqueen]

----- haikyuu 2021 national team line up' marital status ; a self-indulgence headcanons (?)

wakatoshi ushijima—married, specifically to a fellow volleyball athlete who plays for the women's national team.

kiryu wakatsu—happily married, but the rest of it is private.

kotaro bokuto—bro looks single but secretly is dating, bro will mention his s/o's traits when he was asked about his ideal type.

korai hoshiumi—dating with a public figure (like a sport journalist or such), confirmed.

gao hakuba—happily married, and has a son.

tobio kageyama—rumored to (not so secretly) date with his s/o who is a public figure and a friend with miwa, that rumor is not wrong tho.

shoyo hinata—again, (not so) secretly dating. he also has his own shares of dating rumors.

atsumu miya—dating rumor, unconfirmed. but he wears a ring necklace similar to wedding ring.

kiyoomi sakusa—newly married, his s/o is pregnant with his kid. his marriage's announcement broke many of his fans' hearts.

morisuke yaku—straight up single, man just wants to focus on his career first. it's hard for him to date since he still plays abroad.

aran ojiro—a single, fun uncle. his teammates' children love him so much, especially suna's daughter (which he felt betrayed).

motoya komori—looks single, and is single. proudly claims his fans/supporters as his s/o(s).

rintaro suna—married, and is a girl's dad. proudly update so much about his daughter on social medias without showing her face to protect her privacy.

yudai hyakuzawa—my guy has a crush on someone.

BONUS

hajime iwaizumi—married, and has children. proudly showing his career, wife, and children on his social medias.

nt!natsu hinata—my girl is single but is shipped with a fellow young volleyball athlete who plays in the men's national team.

a/n: i know this is an otome games fiction page, but long story short, i'm obsessed with ryujin nippon these days while i rewatched haikyuu movie. and since my brain keeps on imagining haikyuu!nt as the original!nt, so yeah. will probably have many scenarios about haikyuu!nt based on the original ones:">

[kings-highway]

We’ve heard of Country Boy Daichi and Country Boy Ushijima but

What are your thoughts on country boy Oikawa?

okay hear my out: Country Boy Oikawa is just Eliot from the Magicians. Like... an Oikawa that grew up on a farm is an Oikawa that spends 99% of his time trying DESPERATELY to make sure he does NOT look like someone who grew up on a farm. And then, inexplicably, he has to use his knowledge of farm equipment and argriculture to save the day and he hates every goddamn second of it. "No, Mattsun, you are not allowed to ask why I know how to birth a calf now shut the fuck up PLEASE."

Country boy Oikawa sort of enjoys his roots, he certainly isnt afraid to get dirty and isnt afraid of hard work and try as he might he never sleeps later than the sun rises but mark his words, he is NEVER moving back to the countryside again. My boy escaped and is glad for it. Fancy clothes and fancy drinks yessir, dont mind the fact that he learned to drink off his uncles terrible, super illegal moonshine.

[natriae]

Ushijima Wakatoshi

dad! Ushijima who always takes his daughter out to ice cream every week so that she has good memories with him since he works so much

dad! ushijima who makes cooing or "ooo" sounds when his daughter does it because he's convinced she understands him and it's just baby language

dad!Ushijima who proudly wears one of those baby holders on his chest so that his daughter is always near him

dad! Ushijima who genuinely thought abt putting a chip in his daughter so she couldn't ever go missing (you liked where his heart was at but it was so unethical)

dad! Ushijima who forces his teammates to have a tea party with his daughter- crowns and all

dad! Ushijima who can say no to his daughter because he wants her to be grateful and respectful for the things she has

dad! Ushijima who spent the night in his daughter room after he yelled at her because she was scared of him. He wanted to show that daddy isn't scary.

dad! Ushijima who doesn't like using baby talk when she learns to speak. He wants her to have a big vocabulary.

dad! Ushijima who bought his daughter a tiny volleyball for her to practice bumps with.

Dad! Ushijima who tells his kid Tendou is their uncle because he sees him like a brother.

Osamu Miya

Dad! Osamu who has two mini aprons hanging in the kitchen next his own

Dad! Osamu who struggled having a son and a daughter as kids. He tries to relate to them, being a twin and all, but apparently having a sister as your twin instead of a brother is much different.

Dad! Osamu who definitely passed his twins between him and Atsumu because they were so confused

Dad! Osamu who can't go to bed untill he tucks his kids into their bed and give them a forehead kiss

Dad! Osamu who wants more kids immediately because his babies are so cute.

Dad!Osamu who has his kids working the registered because they think it's play time and they actually do a really good job.

Dad! Osamu who gets jealous when his kids wanna see Atsumu because who rlly wants to see that scrub

Dad! Osamu who thinks Sunarin is a terrible influence on his kids and gets real angry when his daughter says she wants to marry Suna.

[ennoshitas-princess]

A Mother's Wonderful Love

Wakatoshi Ushijima x chubby fem! reader Warnings: fluff, kid that is noisy, that's about it Synopsis: It is your birthday, and he tries to surprise you with a nice breakfast in bed, but got ruined because he had to wake you up. Word Count: 337 Thank you so much to the people who did my poll that I posted!! Now, I will grant the wish that my customers want. Enjoy!!

The sun started to illuminate the room with warmth and welcoming the incoming opportunity. His olive eyes fluttered open as he saw your body laying next to his. Getting up carefully, he glanced at you with a mesmerizing gaze, enchanted by how cute your soft belly rises and falls back.

Taking quiet steps, he headed into the kitchen to make you a nice breakfast. Opening the drawers and cabinets carefully, he took out a pan and everything else came clattering down to the wooden floor.

Ushijima heard thudding from the stairs. Turning around quickly, it was none other than his sweet little princess, not her mommy.

He placed his finger to his lips, indicating to the little toddler to stay quiet. All he got in return was a loud giggle from the little one.

Ushijima's face scrunched up, trembling in his place of what was going to happen next.

Running towards her, he tried to scoop her up, but failed epically as he bumped his head into the wall, a loud groan escaping his vocal chords.

"You can't catch me, daddy!" Mocked his little princess.

Agitated by her behavior, he had no other choice, but to call the one who CAN bring their daughter under control.

"Honey, we have a... problem." Muttered out Ushijima.

As your beauty sleep interrupted, you stretch your arms with a tiny yawn following right after, you get up to check what your husband is muttering about this time.

"What is going on?" You turn your head to see your daughter running like a mad dog. "Sweetheart, please behave for mommy." You bend down to her height.

"Yes, mommy." She gazed into your eyes.

She acted mostly like her Uncle Tendou, even though he currently wasn't here, but oh boy, she was acting crazy like him.

"Now, I guess my king and tiny princess will need something to-"

"I will make breakfast, dear." Ushijima offered.

"I think you have done enough. Why don't you take care of our princess?" You smile at him.

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[monstrsball]

single dad iwaizumi au

this au has lived in my brain for nine months, and i've been talking about it a lot in discord lately so... have my thoughts and headcanons. enjoy!!

note: you may have already guessed this but this is also an iwasuga au. i'm not going to go into it here but suga is mentioned once or twice!

his son's name is mikio, he was born (in 2014) while iwaizumi was still in california!

appearance wise, i think he looks a lot like iwa! except without the resting grumpy face. his hair is a little curlier too. and he ends up needing glasses around the time he starts second grade.

mikio's birth mother is not in the picture, it's been just iwaizumi and mikio since he was little. do not ask more questions about this because i do not have answers at the moment lol.

when he found out that he was going to be a dad, iwa freaked out a little. like "oh my god i don't know if i can do this" but also he really wanted to? he really wanted to be a dad but he was also scared. he called his moms (who answered even though it was the middle of the night for them) and they talked for hours. it really helped him calm down and warm up to the idea.

and then he called them again (at a more reasonable time) to ask them about baby names because he was completely lost. they helped him pick out mikio!

they lived in california for a few years since iwaizumi was still in college + doing his internship with utsui. utsui ended up being a massive help to iwaizumi too!

this is how ushijima became one of his mikio's uncles!!

(mikio called him uncle toshi at first but eventually started calling him uncle ushiwaka because of oikawa. yes, iwaizumi tried to dissuade this but was unsuccessful. ushijima says it's fine.)

oikawa is competing against ushijima for the best uncle title. ushijima is not aware of this.

oikawa is a really good uncle though! he has years of experience after all he loves mikio with his whole heart, he's always sending him little things in the mail. he does sometimes get really sad that he's missing so much.

mattsun and makki do not know how to talk to children but they think mikio is cool. they call him little dude/little man. he is their buddy!! their pal!!

kyoutani also does not know how to talk to children and was probbaly nervous when he heard iwaizumi had a kid lmao. like, what if he says the wrong thing and hurts the kid's feelings and iwaizumi never talks to him again. but i think mikio actually really likes kyoutani! he thinks his hair is cool and he likes hearing about the animals kyoutani works with (part-time animal shelter worker kyoutani is real and canon. to me.)

i think iwaizumi introduced mikio to a variety of sports as he was growing up because he didn't want to force volleyball onto him. mikio does still end up latching onto volleyball. he does like playing other sports sometimes but he LOVES volleyball! he watches a lot of games with his dad (mostly oikawa and ushijima's).

mikio's other interests include: rocks, legos, lizards, & reading (he likes reading books about rocks and legos and lizards). he has a rock collection that he will show off to anyone who lets him.

he is not a fan of bugs (they scare him) which breaks iwaizumi's heart a little but they are slowly working on getting him more comfortable with them.

he is a pretty sweet kid but he can be a little blunt like his dad is sometimes. has called oikawa weird on multiple occasions but he isn't even trying to be mean. (it is typically said when oikawa is being over dramatic about something)

iwa has a lot of moments where he's like "i cannot laugh at that. i need to tell him not to say that." but it's hard because mikio really will unintentionally say the funniest things.

he can be pretty shy and quiet when you first meet him but he opens up a little over time, you can expedite the process by asking him about the things he likes. he gets really excited to talk about them.

when mikio is around 6/7 years old, iwaizumi makes the decision to move back to japan permanently after he gets a job offer there. (tentatively saying this was his role on the national team...? don't quote me on that. either way, he does still work for the national team. i'm just not 100% sure if that's the one he moves for)

which is where this au diverges from canon (again lol). he moves back to japan permanently instead of working at a university in the US. he does this to be closer to his moms. he feels more comfortable knowing that they're closer and he can go to them if he needs help.

mikio loves his grandmas. i need to say this. every other weekend, sachiko or mayumi will come get him on the train so he can spend the weekend with them. he has a blast!!

mikio is really, really nervous for his first day at his new school! he doesn't really talk to anyone.

can you guess who his teacher is.

yeah, okay, so i think he does end up talking to suga on his very first day because he sees a volleyball in the classroom and is like O: so they talk a bit about volleyball. suga tells him that he played against his dad and uncle in high school. (he either knows iwaizumi is his dad bc well. the last name or he saw him before class started...? something like that.)

mikio thinks suga-sen is the coolest person in the whole wide world.

sometimes when mikio doesn't have school but iwa still has work, he'll take him to JNT practices. the team loves him. mikio loves the team.

after ushijima, mikio's favorite person on the team is probably bokuto. i think he's who he warmed up to the fastest.

he also thinks kageyama and hinata are super cool but not because they're both world famous volleyball player, it's because they were on the same team as suga-sen in high school.

kageyama and hinata are not even offended by this. they also think it's cool that they were on the same team as suga in high school.

he's friends with osamu's daughter, kanako (shout-out to @osamusbigtits and his single dad osamu au) since atsumu also brings her to practice sometimes.

i think... these are all of my hcs?? questions are always welcome :3

[tsumuuu]

Hey Cassidy I saw your request were open! I would like to ask for something if that's OK with you. How about headcanons about your HQ bois of choice with how would they react to reader adopting a kitten? Thank you and feel free to deny this ^^

heyyy! thanks for requesting!

but help this is so cute I cannot-

anyways I chose Hinata, Iwaizumi, Kuroo, and Ushijima

notes: gender neutral reader, extreme fluff

ft. Hinata Shoto, Iwaizumi Hajime, Kuroo Tetsurou, Ushijima Wakatoshi

Hinata Shoyo

Very supportive  of you getting a cat

Will help you choose what cat to get from the animal shelter

He looked more excited than you were to visit the animal shelter

You see a male ginger cat that look a lot like Hinata

When Hinata sees him his heart melts

You end up adopting the ginger cat and naming him Sho (after you favorite ginger middle blocker)

Sho is a friendly, energetic ball of sunshine that adores human attention

Hinata sees Sho as his cat brother

Hinata 100% makes up a game called cat volleybal to play with Sho

Plays with Sho whenever he is over 

Lowkey, you get jealous of how much Sho seems to prefer Hinata

Don’t worry though, Sho loves you too!

Teaches Sho cool tricks (like high fiving)

Having Sho around Hinata really makes him what to get a cat for himself and his younger sister

His parents said no :((

Iwaizumi Hajime

He’s a bit skeptical of you getting a cat at first because he wonders if you’re responsible enough to handle a cat all by yourself (we love a responsible king!!)

Once you prove you’re responsible he agrees for you get a feline friend

You end up adopting a female siamese kitty who you later name Kimi. 

Kimi is a very clingy kittyt and loves to cling to you and Iwaizumi

Though Iwaizumi claims “he wants nothing to do with the cat”

You later find him baby talking Kimi

“Who’s a good little Kimi? You are!”

You had swarn to secracy to tell nobody, especially Oikawa

Will never admit he has a soft spot for her

Actually spoils Kimi with treats and food

You one day walk in on him falling asleep while cuddling Kimi

Would do anything to protect Kimi from danger

Kuroo Tetsuro

Let's be honest, he knew you wanted one.

He always saw you looking through pet shop windows 

So he took no surprise when you told him you wanted a cat

To your surprise, he actually got you a cat though!

He got you a female black cat named Maru

Maru is a very sassy cat who enjoys quality time with her owners and lots of affection

Kuroo called dips on the dad role for Maru

Will use nicknames on Maru like “princess” or “baby”

Sees Maru as his kid and rewards her when she does something good

Sometimes takes Maru home to live with him a couple of days

Avid Maru cuddler

Sometimes brings her to uncle Kenma for visits

100% spoils Maru with all the cat toys

Most likely bought Maru a huge scratching post.

Overall Maru is living the luxurious life

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Honestly, I can see this man just saying “ok” and then walking away

He thinks its your choice is your choice and it isn't his place to say anything.

You get a male cat with light brown spots and his name is Taro

Taro is a very odd cat, he sometimes just sits and stares at people.

When Ushijima first met Taro, they both just, stared at each other.

Poor Ushi didn’t know what to do

He asks you what to do with the cat

You tell him to keep him company

Ushi literally tried striking up a convo with the cat

“How are you doing today Taro?”

“meow”

Eventually, Ushi learns how to take care of Taro and learns how to play with Taro

Sometimes he takes Taro on long walks to show Taro around.

After a while, they become best of friends

©tsumuuu 2023

[heich0e]

seeing you rb Kags and Suga, do you think dad!Tobio calls Suga for advice on how to handle his baby 😆

I feel like Suga would be best uncle, but also the chaotic uncle 😬

OH HE ABSOLUTELY CALLS SUGA. he calls anyone who will answer, even if they don't have kids. calls hinata (childless) because he has experience with natsu. calls miwa (also no kids) because she used to help with him. calls daichi (two kids) and expects him to know everything (he does.) calls oikawa (no kids) and expects him to know everything, too (he doesn't answer most of the time.) does not ever call ushijima because he does not expect him to know anything even though he has kids.

SUGA WOULD BE THE BEST UNCLE AND IT MAKES MY TUMMY HURT REMIIIIIIIIIIII

[moonsbijoutoo]

Hinata Sora

15

Shoyou’s actual twin with Kenma’s eye color. Smart but chaotic, like really chaotic. Smol. Best friend’s with Akio and Keisuke. He and Toshiyo are good friends too, if he feels too much like a third wheel around Akio and Keisuke he’ll drag Toshiyo into the mix whenever he can. Has a little sister named Kotori. They are bubbly and he and his sister are the light of their parents' eyes. As oblivious as his parents can be about romance, he inherited the same trait and he doesn’t know Ushijimaten is crushing on him hard. The only rebellious thing he ever did in his life was randomly get his ears pierced with his three best friends to which it was Akio’s idea. Loves gaming but isn’t as good as Kenma lol but his imagination is as active as both his parents. Games with Ten too who is way better than him for no good reason. Is smart but Akio often has to remind him to use his brain.

Kuroo Akio

14

Tol emo angel that’s usually the smartest person in the room but lowkey, lowkey has a temper. Has Kei’s features like hair and eye color but a mix of his parent’s looks. Wears glasses but always forgets them, only remembers to bring them if Sora or his parents mention it but most of the time barely listens to his parents. Has strong feelings for Keisuke he just hasn’t decided if they’re positive or negative yet tho they’re bros.

Kageyama Toshiyo

14

Shy and reserved, between Sora and Akio’s heights. Dark hair like Kageyama and eyes like Tadashi and freckles. Friends with Sora only so he claims. Has 99 problems and Haru is like 75% of them.

Bokuto Keisuke

16

Newly 16 tho lol. Has Kou’s wild dual colored hair and Keiji’s eyes. Akio is his best bro and he’s really close with Sora too. He and Akio dance around eachother as Sora puts it. Has messy hair to his shoulders and refuses to get a haircut. Heart of gold, head empty tho. Drags Akio into social situations, likes gaming as much as Sora.

Sawamura Himawari

16

Has Suga’s soft features and hair color but Daichi’s eyes. Manages karasuno's boys volleyball team. She’s tired of the boys wanting more girl friends. Her and her siblings are her parents’ world. Has a crush on Akio’s sister she thinks no one knows about.

Ushijima Ten

16

Looks a lot like Ushijima but can have Tendou’s wild side when it comes to Sora. Has a smol crush on him everyone but him knows about. Is naturally good at anything he tries and shows Sora how to game better. Shinji’s his best friend that encouraged him to spend more time with his crush through online gaming.

Iwaizumi Haru

15

Looks like Oikawa but has dark hair like Iwa, has a tol crush on Toshiyo. Has dual extroverted personalities that neither of his parents can quite attribute to themselves exactly.

Shirabu Shinji

14

Looks a lot like Semi with his features but is a prodigy but lazy. He can be as sassy as Shirabu on the rare occasions he’s pissed off tho. Ten is the only person he knows that he hasn’t clashed with at one point probably also because Ten is rarely if ever bothered enough to care. Clashes with Haru whenever they are in close proximity of each other. Also has a problem with Miya Yukio but doesn’t know it’s just because he’s crushing on him. Can always tell the difference between him and his twin and the fake triplet cousin.

Sakusa Ame

16

Calm Ambivert who is mostly unaffected by the thought of germs but feels closer to his uncles and cousins than his sibling and parents because he feels he saw them less growing up. Looks more like Atsumu and can get mistaken as a triplet to his twin cousins. Good friends with Sora and Keisuke.

Miya Yukio

15

Him and his twin Yushiro take after Osamu and their uncle heavily in looks along with their cousin Ame. It almost scares the adults. Is cocky when he’s annoyed, reserved and intelligent. Gets along with Sora and Keisuke surprisingly well. Clashes with Shinji in one sided beef on Shinji’s part.

[emmyrosee]

Discussion Board

Domestics 

   ✨Iwaizumi, Kuroo, Akaashi, Aran, Ushijima

More Domestics 

   ✨Kageyama, Bokuto, Oikawa, Kita, Terushima

Little Ones with Little Crushes

Likes Thicc Women - innuendous content

   ✨Meian, Bokuto, Sakusa, Hinata, Atsumu

Skincare

   ✨Atsumu, Bokuto, Sakusa, Hinata, Meian

Give Me

   ✨Kita, Suna, Iwaizumi, Sakusa, Oikawa, Ushijima, Osamu 

Give Me More

    ✨Kuroo, Akaashi, Kita, Kageyama, Oikawa

Starting Stiff

   ✨Ushijima, Kageyama, Kita, Sakusa, Kyotani, Tsukishima, Kenma

 Delicious Boys - innuendous content 

   ✨Bokuto, Iwaizumi, Ushijima, Aran, Kita, Kenma

Sleepy Boys

   ✨Atsumu, Osamu, Kita, Oikawa, Bokuto, Suna, Ushijima

Scooping You Up

   ✨Osamu, Atsumu, Kuroo, Terushima, Bokuto

Uncles and Their Doings - dad/uncle!au

   ✨Shiratorizawa Men

Uncles and Their Doings II

   ✨Konoha, Sakusa, Kuroo

“Do You Think This Boy is Cute?”

Cutest Forced Wakeup Ever

Being in Love

   ✨Kita, Akaashi, Atsumu, Bokuto, Suna

Beefiest Boys

   ✨Osamu, Bokuto, Ushijima, Iwaizumi, Sakusa

Guilty of Softness

   ✨Ushijima, Kita, Kyotani, Kenma, Sakusa

Sick Boys :(

   ✨Aran, Kita, Osamu, Suna, Atsumu

True Colors

   ✨Mina, Sero, Kirishima, Kaminari, Bakugou

Baby Huffing Addiction

A Dabble in Cackles

   ✨Atsumu, Osamu

The Way You Smell

Try Not to Kiss 

   ✨ Bokuto, Oikawa, Atsumu, Suna Sakusa

Finally Home

Loving Mimicry 

   ✨ Atsumu, Bokuto, Sakusa, Hinata, Meian

Wake Up for Hugs

   ✨ Osamu, Atsumu

Affectionate Interruptions

Little Naps 

   ✨ Osamu, Atsumu

A Tall Goddess

   ✨ Noya, Yaku, Hoshiumi, Atsumu, Kenma, Suna

Beach Day