#shiratorizawa goshiki

[rjhpandapaws]

Goshiki Tsutomu

[kwadlayns]

can i hang out with you two, they keep clowning my bangs

[giustoart]

Where's Makki?

FOUND HIM!!!

[haikyu-mp4]

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word count; 334 – f!reader

Sneaking Goshiki out of your dorm in the morning felt easy when you both had early training. You threw on your uniforms in the dark, giggling as you kissed each other silly before throwing your Shiratorizawa sweatshirts on top and sneaking out into the dimmed hallways.

Goshiki knew no better when he pulled the sweater off again after warm-ups and realised much too late that his jersey was practically cropped on him. It was also sleeveless, which he really couldn’t believe he didn’t notice before.

Semi spotted it before the poor first-year had the chance to pull his sweatshirt back on. He snorted, one hand covering his mouth while the other pointed at Goshiki’s exposed lower stomach. This made Tendo turn to what Semi-Semi was laughing at, letting out a loud gasp that alerted the rest of the group.

Goshiki had never been so horrified. A missed serve was nothing on this humiliation. “It- It must’ve shrunk in the wash!” he squeaked out.

“Turned you into a libero as well,” Shirabu added, barely containing his mocking laugh.

“Kinda looks like you had a visitor in your dorm, you nasty dog,” Tendo accused, dancing around the future ace who tried to fumble the sweater back on.

“Tsutomu never came back to the dorms last night,” came a comment from another first year, and the other players all drew in a breath while said spiker could feel his cheeks overheating.

He just hoped Ushijima wouldn’t- “Where did you sleep?”

…comment on it.

He squeaked, rubbing the back of his head trying to think of a lie. “At my parents’ house?”

Turning away so they couldn’t read his face, he was shocked to hear even more cackles from the third years in particular.

You see, it wasn’t his sweatshirt either, and in big letters on the back said your last name.

He could only imagine you came to the same realisation right about now, outside jogging with the girls’ team.

No more secret relationship for you two.

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[23starii]

Pleasant Surprise - tendo x reader

Summary: He's used to girls trying to get through him to get to Ushiwaka. He knows no girl actually wants to be with him or get to know him. None of the gifts he receives are ever actually for him. Until you approach him one day after practice.

Warnings/notes: insecurity, speculation, rudeness, but, tbh not that much, short reader (shorter than Tendo). Chat I literally wrote all of day two and left to find a divider AND TURNS OUT EVERYTHING DELETED SO I HAD TO REWRITE THE WHOLE THING 😆😆😆😆😆

Day one

Practice was finally over.

Tendo loved it. It was another good day for him and the team.

What he didn't quite loves was-

"E-excuse me?" A tiny feminine voice to his left.

"Can I help you?" He answered, almost rudely. He knew what was to come, especially with the way you held the small, neatly wrapped gift box in between your hands.

"I'm really sorry to bother you, Tendo.." You began, shyly looking up at the taller male.

Tendo almost rolled his eyes. He wanted to just tell you to go away. He couldn't take it anymore. He just wanted to go home, but here you were, a cute girl saying his name with the sweetest voice trying to use him to get to his buddy.

It would be nice not to be looked over for once. Not only was it annoying to have to go through this nearly every day but painful, too. You were so cute and pretty. He recalled seeing you around and watching their practice several times.

"I made this for you. I was wondering if you'd accept it?" The girl brought her arms up higher, showing off the tiny box to the volleyball player.

"Listen-" Tendo almost answered in his usual way, telling girls to just go away because Ushiwaka didn't want their gifts anyway but then he realized what you said.

A gift for him? This was new. You wanted to earn his trust and get close to him just so he could introduce you to Ushiwaka. Didn't you?

Figures.

"U-um, you don't have to.. if you don't want to." You spoke up after Tendo was quiet for some time, thinking.

"Is it for me?" He wondered.

"Yes! It's for you! I made this just for you, Tendo."

Before he could say anything, you decided to keep speaking your mind, making sure he understood the extent of your purpose for being in front of him today.

"I've been coming to watch you practice for some time now.. you're amazing. You're so tall and a great blocker! I can tell you enjoy playing the game very much.. you always have a smile on your face when you play. And I enjoy watching you..very much as well."

Tendo was stunned, to say the least. You spoke without even looking at him. What you said didn't sound rehearsed or bogusly put together.

He wasn't sure what to say or do. He didn't know if he was convinced either.

"I took the time to learn that you really like chocolate too.. so that's why I made it for you. It took me a while to get the recipe right, but I did it just for you.. so I would really appreciate it if you could accept my hard work." You stared at the floor, face flushed and embarrassed, arms stretched out. You couldn't believe you poured nearly your whole heart out to him when he hadn't even said more than one word to you.

"Um.. okay. Thank you very much. I'll make sure to have these later." Tendo took the small box from your pretty hands. He had never been in a situation like this before - he hoped his answer wasn't too blunt or that he made you feel dumb for being here.

"Please! Let me know if you like them! Or if you dont.. I'd be very happy to make more for you!" You bowed quickly before speeding off in the opposite direction, cheeks burning.

You really hopped you hadn't said too much.

Tendo watched you walk away, cocking his head slightly to the his right, puzzled.

Could it be that you really did make it for him because you wanted to give it to him?

Could it be true that you really had been watching him and not Ushiwaka?

"Damn. That girl was really nervous." He hears Semi from his left speak.

"Aw man! You're so lucky, Tendo! She was cute.." Goshiki gushes from his right.

"Yeah, she was.."

Day two

The next day, Tendo walked the halls with the knowledge that somewhere in the same building, there was a girl who made the best chocolates he's ever had.

He hardly thought of anything else since he popped one of the treats into his mouth the night prior. He couldn't believe something so delicious could be made. And just for him nonetheless.

He hoped your words were truthful. He hoped he would see you again that afternoon so he could thank you.

Tendo made his way toward the gym, where he would be partaking in the usual practice routine.

When he arrived and was fully changed into his gym clothes, he made sure to warm up with his teammates.

He stretched and received a few balls, making sure to keep an eye out for you.

The redhead made sure to glance over at the students' section every so often.

Tendo was quite disillusioned to find you nowhere to be seen.

An hour into practice, he figured you just weren't coming. He had been tricked, hadn't he.

Oh well.

There's no way a girl like you would seriously be into him.

He decided to go on as if nothing had happened, as per usual. He continued giving it his all during practice as was expected from him.

.

.

.

Tendo exited the changing room, having his regular school uniform on now. He could hear his younger teammates messing about in the room behind him while he bent down low, grabbing his shows and placing them in front of himself.

"Tendo." He hears the firm, stoic voice of his best buddy call out.

"Hey! Wakaaa!" The lankier boy teased with the nickname, looking off in Ushijima's direction whilst putting his left shoe on.

"There was a girl looking for you." The barely taller male spoke.

"A girl?" Tendo repeated, moving on to his right shoe.

"I thought she was gonna ask me for my autograph. Instead, she asked me about you." Ushiwaka informed, with his usual straight face.

Tendo straightened up his body, finishing up with his shoes he turned his full attention to his friend.

"Where is she?" The redhead asked, picturing your shaky figure holding out the gift he enjoyed so much.

Ushiwaka shrugged.

"She was outside the gym, last time I saw her."

Tendo thanked his friend and quickly made his way back to the gym, hoping he hadn't missed you.

He was relieved to find you curiously standing about right outside the gym.

"Excuse me?" He spoke, stepping to you.

You quickly turn around to meet the boy, your hair whipping the air from the speed.

"Tendo!" You spoke, surprised.

"I'm shocked, I didn't think I'd see you again or have the chance to thank you for those chocolates." Tendo teased, reffering to your absence earlier.

He watched your face twist into guilt.

"I am only able to see you when my club activities end early. I'm so sorry! Did you like the gift then..?" You ramble, apologetically, your cheeks flushing.

Tendo suddenly found it increasingly difficult to hide how flattered he is by your presence.

You took the time to come see him after your own club activities and even asked Ushiwaka about him. And the way you messed with your uniform nervously as you spoke was adorable in his eyes.

"Like it? I loved it!! I've never had anything so good before." His face warmed up.

"Really?? It was a family recipe.. I barely learned it, so I'm glad you enjoyed them!" You gave another sweet smile, almost as sweet as the treats the boy had last night.

"You'll have to teach me that recipe some time, cause seriously, I've never had anything like that before!" He gushed, hoping he didn't sound too enthusiastic.

You blush at his compliments.

"So.. do you enjoy making sweets too, Tendo?" You wonder, hoping the two of you might find something in common, it would be beneficial to keep the conversation going which you hoped would happen.

"Actually, I've never baked or anything like that. But, if it's possible to make something that good, I'd like to learn it."

You were happy that he took such interest in you. You honestly hadn't expected it. You were just some girl after all. It warmed your heart and the tips of your ears.

"By the way, you were looking for me? Ushiwaka told me."

Again, your cheeks flushed and you stiffened up.

"Well, I wanted to see you! I am a fan of yours, you know!" You laughed awkwardly admitting you truly did just want to see him.

Tendo's cheeks warmed further equal to yours now.

You wanted to see him? His fan? A pretty girl?

Could words be ever more flattering? Could you make him any more embarrassed? He seriously couldn't believe it.

You really called yourself his fan.

"Oh, wow. I didn't know I had such a beautiful fan." He sputtered, relieved that he hadn't stuttered. He almost missed your expression after those words.

Your face dropped, and he could see the visible pink hue that coated your pretty cheeks.

"I-Well, you know, I mean.. you're awesome and like also super! And beautiful.. too.." Your eyes widened from your own words. How could one stumble over themselves so damn much?

You internally beat the shit out of yourself. There's no way you didn't totally just blow it.

You almost missed how his eyes widened, too, and he blushed. Tendo looked as if you could eat him right up right then and there.

"Jeez.. you really came here just to flatter me." Tendo couldn't ignore the fact that no one had ever called him beautiful before. You were the first. And damn, it was a really nice feeling.

He couldn't believe it. This had to be a dream.

You couldn't really reply after how badly you stuttered you were surely traumatized from the embarrassment.

"So, how about that recipe?"

The boy eased your nerves by not turning away or insinuating that he disliked you. He wouldn't anyway. No way in a million years would he walk away.

You smiled, taking a deep breath to calm yourself before continuing the conversation.

You gave him a social media account of your choosing so he could contact you.

Tendo asked about your club, and the two of you spoke of your many interests. He even walked with you to your bus stop.

You found that the two of you didn't have much in common, but his interest in your hobby of baking and making sweets just might change that.

It might even create a duo of married chocolatiers.

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[noyasmashing]

hi i was wondering if you could write sub goshiki with a praise kink? i love your writings btw :)

Thank you baby! I have been WAITING for a goshiki fic.. I love me a man with a bowl cut.

CW: Gn!reader, overstimulation, praising, crying, good boy and baby used a lot

Goshiki's thighs quivered, struggling to stay open as you guided him towards his third climax. "It's too much, too much," he whimpered, tears streaming down his flushed face. You soothe him, gently stroking his sensitive member, eliciting another droplet of pre-cum from its tip. Leaning in, you tenderly kiss him, "But you look so pretty right now, I can't help myself, baby."

His response was a mix of a moan and a sob, his head resting on your shoulder, nestled in the warmth of your embrace. His body felt like it was on fire, each touch of your hand sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. Sweat glistened on his skin, his bangs sticking to his forehead like a cute, disheveled halo. You traced your thumb along his cheek, providing comfort amidst the chaos of sensation.

"You're such a good boy, taking it all so well," you praised him, acknowledging his obedience throughout the day. As you rubbed your free hand against his toned, flexed thigh. His breathless words of gratitude and pleas filled the air, leaving you amused.

You coo softly, gently brushing his bangs back from his forehead as you continue to twist your wrist, heightening his pleasure. His eyes roll back, and his mouth remains slightly open, his breaths becoming quick and short as he chases the intense sensation.

His spine arched, and he drew in closer, your free hand finding a secure hold on his hips. "Can you come one more time, for me?" you asked, hopeful. His whimpers and moans grew more desperate, but he nodded, his resolve wavering.

"One more time," he promised, his body trembling in your grasp. You cradled his face in your hand, raining gentle kisses upon his cheeks, wiping away his tears. His eyes, heavy with emotion, met yours, and you felt your heart swell.

"Please, P-pleasss, I-it feels so good, [Name], don’t… don’t stop," he pleaded, his voice trembling with desire as he spoke into your palm. You couldn't help but smile warmly at his eagerness, reassuring him, "You look cute when you beg." As you continued your ministrations, his hips bucked into your touch, and his moans intensified, indicating his complete surrender to the pleasure.

His thighs began to quiver, and his cries became more desperate. His eyes rolled back, mouth open in ecstasy as he reached the peak of his pleasure. Your thumb continued to stroke the sensitive tip of his cock, bringing him closer to release. Finally, his body tensed, and pathetic, white spurts of cum escaped from his overstimulated, red cock. Whispering words of encouragement and praise, you guided him through his climax, eliciting sweet sounds of satisfaction from him.

"You’re such a good boy for me, ‘tomu," you praised once more, acknowledging his unwavering obedience. He nodded into your words, seeking solace in your embrace.

As he lay spent in your arms, you couldn’t help but playfully remark, "Looks like someone needs a bath,"

[jollymalt]

little addition to my last post :]

[mattsunnn]

warnings(can be and not be): haikyuu season 3 spoilers!, platonic, fluff

seeing them cry broke your heart.

you watched your team line up infront of the crowd by the bleachers, giving their thanks all at the same time before turning their backs and walking over to the coach.

you can see all of them with their heads down. sadness? regret? you don't know. you noticed shirabu in a dazed, eyes unfocused, and mouth a bit open. leon called his name to ask if he's alright but you couldn't hear the rest. but his last words reached you and it puts a weight in your chest.

"no one here thought we would lose."

not even you. you rooted for them, you cheered for them. you were there when coach washijo would make them do receives and spikes 50 times a day. you're there for them.

"we'll have a meeting when we get back. once the awards ceremony is over, get onto the bus." coach tanji stated, walking over to the exit.

"right." ushijima answered, nodding his head.

the demon coach stopped, looking back on his team. "and you'll be hitting a hundred serves later."

a lot of them grunted and tsked in unison. shirabu wiped his eyes before smirking in defeat. goshiki's still sobbing but he's trying to muffle them.

"everyone."

the team, looking solemn, was about to gather their things and do some stretching but they stopped when they heard you speak. all of them looked at you, turned their bodies to you and standing straight.

"i know i'm only a manager but... i want to say you guys did your best. that was a great performance and you guys did not disappoint." you smiled, "i am very proud to each and one of you."

all of them stared at you in silence before goshiki bursted into tears again, running to your arms and hugging you. he sobbed onto your shoulder as you carded your fingers to his hair. shirabu couldn't help but walk slowly to you, his forehead bumping on your other shoulder before you patted his head, letting him lean onto you for support as he, too, sobbed.

"thank you, y/n." ushijima said, slightly smiled in appreciation and you nodded your head in reply before the other guys leaned onto you as well to receive pats on the heads.

after everyone has calmed down-even though kenjiro's still beside you, clutching your sleeve in comfort- you gestured for them to gather their stuff. "after doing your hundred serves, we'll come into my home and i'll cook you guys dinner."

"yay! y/n-chan's cooking!" tendou cheered, hands coming up in excitement. you chuckled, shaking shirabu's hold on your sleeve before intertwining his fingers with you. "i'll make sure to make it delicious."

"i'll help with the preparations." leon said, clutching a bag on his side as he walked on the other side of you. you muttered a quick "thank you!", and hooking your arm on his before turning to the second year on your left.

"best setter you are out there, sweetie."

shirabu turned his head on the side, wanting to look unbothered. "thanks." you chuckled at his reaction before pulling him with you with the rest of the team as you guys made your way towards the exit.

they look like children following their mother.

well, they are your precious babies.

finished season 3 and it was so intense with the scene of tsuki and hinata being pushed down by ushi and then everyone's just helping them😭 made me cry fr even though this was the second time i watched the series😭 but seeing bebi shirabu crying and the rest brought out the mother in me🙂‍↕️

probs not the best but i love em sm

DO U GUYS KNO I LOOOVE HAIKYUU X MANAGER

[waterbendingwaves]

ushijima doing the phrase “he softened” justice and the rest of the third years comforting him which is all he’s wanted likeee everybody loves goshiki 🥺🥺🥺

[duxearlier]

PUPPY LOVE

Goshiki Tsutomu x Reader

Summary: y/n and Goshiki were best friends since childhood, both of them always stuck by one another and were there when the other needed to. It has been years since both of them saw each other in person due to y/n moving away. But once y/n got back, they are once again unspeakable. Though that is until Goshiki introduces y/n to the team and they get close to one of the members for his liking. I mean, he has always been in love with y/n but was he truly enough for them?

Warnings: Swearing, yelling, teasing, suggestive themes

Genre: childhood friends to lovers, angst, drama, fluff,

Taglist: closed

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PROFILES

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER TWELEVE

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

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[rudbeckia-hirta]

Don’t mind me, I will just be spending the rest of all time blubbering about Ushijima passing the torch to Goshiki after Shiratorizawa’s loss.

[ezariumi]

shiratorizawa midnight broadcast illustrated for the haikyuu idol zine ─ to the stars @haikyuuidolzine

[haikyu-mp4]

First kisses

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Goshiki would always ask the rest of the team to have lunch together, all starry-eyed in contrast with the way he tried to look chill. So when he stopped asking, Semi definitely noticed.

The setter looked around with a keen eye after picking up his tray, leaning around the corners to try and find the younger volleyball player.

He spotted him over by the windows, at the end of a table sitting opposite of you.

The two of you were laughing and talking, leaning towards each other with eagerness at whatever topic you were discussing.

Goshiki’s ankles were locked together under his chair and you were quietly tapping your feet. The innocent infatuation was so obvious it made Semi smile softly.

“Did Goshiki get a girlfriend?” he asked the other third-years as he sat down.

“Mom of the group and you haven’t noticed Goshiki gushing about his new girlfriend?” Tendo asked, cackling loudly and making others turn with dirty looks.

Semi rolled his eyes. “Washijo made me train with Shirabu this week,” he argued.

“Well, our dear youngest starting player has gotten himself an adorable little girlfriend.”

Goshiki followed you to your club after school, holding your hand with a spring in his step while you walked and then hugging you before leaving. The second he rounded the corner out of your sight, he took off in a sprint towards the gym. He barely made it on time, blending in with the others just as Washijo blew the whistle, telling everyone to gather around.

They walked onto the court in teams of three, and Semi patted Goshiki hard on the shoulder. “Kiki, congrats on getting a girlfriend!”

Goshiki’s cheeks heated up and he nodded proudly. “Thank you. She’s so cute, I think I love her.”

Semi whistled and Taichi scoffed at what he heard. “Have you kissed?” he teased, watching as Goshiki’s pride broke down in two seconds.

“K-kissed?”

After your clubs finished, Goshiki waited for you outside, taking your hand so you could walk together towards the dorms. As you got to where the girls and boys were split to each half of the building, you slowed to a stop.

He turned to you and took in a sharp breath, hand feeling clammy in yours but still holding on.

You smiled at him with that sweet smile he liked so much, and he almost forgot what he was going to say, smiling back at you instead with a soft laugh. “How was club?”

“Really good! I think this will get me a huge boost for college admissions,” you answered, then told him about your latest project while he listened. However, his eyes drifted slightly downwards now and then.

“That’s great, I hope I can see it when you’re done,” he said. There was a slight pause as he stepped a little closer, blinking nervously.

“Tsutomu?” you whispered.

“Can we kiss?”

You took a sharp breath, trying to contain your smile to seem a little cool about it and suddenly worrying immensely about your breath. “Yes.”

He leaned closer in intervals, a little at a time, the other hand resting on your waist because he wasn’t sure where else to put it. You put your free hand on his shoulder, slowly trailing up to the nape of his neck as his puckered lips finally met yours.

They were slightly dry, you thought, but the butterflies that took over your stomach didn’t let you dwindle much on that fact. It was just a small kiss, but you were both giggling with happy smiles as you pulled away.

“Goodnight then,” he giggled, leaning in to once again peck your lips before turning around and walking to his dorm.

“Goodnight, Tsuto!”

Come morning, the team had early practice before classes started and Goshiki skipped out of the locker room. Semi raised an eyebrow, Tendo smirked knowingly, and Ushijima spoke up about it. “You seem happy.”

“It’s nothing,” he shrugged, sitting down to do some stretches before they began.

Semi tsk-ed and leaned on his shoulders, forcing him into a bigger stretch. “Come on, you can tell us.”

Goshiki winced and controlled his breathing as his muscles warmed up. “We… kissed.”

And while the second-years watched in disgust, all the third-years exploded into whoops and cheers while the first-year flushed at the attention.

“Whatever guys, it’s not that big of a deal,” he said, acting coy, but it was obvious to everyone that this was a big deal for him.

Now he needs to figure out the best time to tell you he loves you.

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[sakuyumo]

I laughed really hard by myself after editing this

[eternally-tired-muffin]

(some of) shiratorizawa in the demon slayer universe!

part one | part three

I think the top 3 aces (Ushijima, Sakusa, Kiryu) are all hashira, the highest ranking demon slayers. They lead their teams on missions and Shiratorizawa is known for its incredibly high success rate, regardless of the strength of the demon. It's probably partially because exhashira Washijo (the Shiratorizawa coach) is so pocky about who he selects as students.

Finding the lower and upper moons (the strongest demons) is difficult, so they don't usually run into them. The first and last time they did, Ushijima handled it single-handedly, earning himself the rank of hashira. Being left handed isn't as much of an advantage in the demon slayer verse as in haikyuu, but it is still useful because Ushijima uses a different version of the breathing forms. This means that even if he runs into a demon familiar with demon slaying techniques, he can still take it by surprise. Though he did have to put in lot of work initially to make the forms left-handed.

Trying to incorporate Tendou's whole Guess Monster thing provides a lot of options! He could be like Genya, who eats demons and gains their abilities, but this to me feels a little too literally monstrous. Instead, I think he got his nickname from being able to guess exactly how strong a demon is and how many people it's eaten at a glance. While this is incredibly useful, it creeps almost everyone out, especially when he was younger and didn't have much experience. "How could he possibly know that?" was a common question amongst the corps. He is also very good at guessing what people are thinking or what breathing style they use.

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the only team who matters to me