#suga/daishi

[ser-house-of-stone]

I'm watching haikyuu for like the third time and

Tanaka and Suga.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaa

They are so important and i love them! And they are such good boys!

Am i crying?!

Of course! But it's for a good reason!!!!!

[multi-fandom-fanfic]

Please make another part. Where reader stops before friends/being close to both friend and suga. And like someone (daishi, Kageyama etc) witness readers reaction to seeing friend confession to suga. And that person also knew reader had feelings for suga. That person then comforts reader and they end up dating and friend gets annoyed cause they actually liked that person and only dated suga to hurt reader. And suga finds out that reason too and tries to get comfort from reader but they don’t want to be near him anymore

🐹.

So I don’t know how to do requests😭

But I want to request some Oikawa or sugawara angst, like really angsty, school au! Where the reader and Oikawa or suga are is her best friend, but she also has another girl best friend, who knows that reader has feelings for them but stills goes and confesses to him even though she doesn’t like him just because she was jealous or something and like I don’t want a happy ending low-key hehehehe

I’m sorry I don’t know how to explain it honestly🥹

HELLO, ok so i hope i understood your req correctly, because MMMMMMM i also want this to hurt ... I HOPE YOU LIKE IT, AND IMMA MAKE AN OIKAWA VER JS BC 💓💓💓

“i love you... but you're not mine.”

🌼 (sugawara koushi ver.)

you used to love how he smiled, it was like every room he entered would light up and get a little warmer, a little more comfortable; like everything felt okay now that he was here, now that he was smiling and telling everyone that what they're doing is enough. it was hard for you to feel enough on some days, it was even harder for you to cope with the fact that you saw some undesirable traits about you–and yet, sugawara never let you go one day without feeling like you're the prettiest person in the world–and to him, you really were.

"come on now..." he'd whisper to you in a soft, loving tone and extend his hands out to you–his calloused hands that always stung after a practice match, those tirelessly doting hands that never stopped to reach out to you and offer to help you, to comfort you, to be there in any time of your need. he'd crouch down to your level and look at you with the sweetest eyes you've ever seen; he takes your hands in his so gently, and he holds you.

his touch is light, though you can feel him squeezing you every now and then. the best feeling sugawara has ever experienced is that cathartic wave washing away some of the sadness, self-deprecation, loneliness, and other negative feelings or fears you've got plaguing you at the moment. "...you're perfect just the way you are." he muttered as he ran the pads of his fingers across the back of your hands. "i know it's hard, but... i'll help you learn to love yourself; i already know you're really lovable to me, to the rest of the team, once you realize how amazing you are on your own... i hope you'll never wish you were anyone else anymore, because you're already amazing as yourself." he gushed with a comforting voice.

well, that was the most sugarcoated lie you've ever been told.

how could you not wish to be anyone else... if your bestfriend beat you to confessing to him? beat you to being his partner...?

how could you not wish to be anyone else but his?

you wished this was a sick joke, that your close friend–whom you always confided in that you liked sugawara, that you enjoyed being with him, that you felt happiest with him–that you... loved sugawara–had confessed to him out of the blue, on the very day you were going to confess to him.

it seems that they beat you to it, and the worst part is...

sugawara loved them back.

you stood there by the doors of the gym, your hands empty after you unknowingly dropped the treats you made for him and the letter you wrote that had all your love for him written out in words you could never have pictured yourself writing down to anyone before–

–all to have your bestfriend steal him away from you.

"hey... remember, you don't have to be someone else to be loved–i love you for who you are, inside and out." he reminded you with a wide, happy grin as he held your hands in his–his right wrist donning the bracelet your bestfriend–his partner–made for the two of them; they matched... and it hurt badly to think about how cute and happy he seemed with them.

sure, he loved you, you could tell that much...

...but only as a friend.

when he cried tears of joy that the object of his affections reciprocated his love... you cried tears of melancholy at the boy you loved most being taken away from you right before your very eyes.

[lou96]

[multi-fandom-fanfic]

Please make a sequel. Where reader moves on. Maybe daishi? Suga? Kuroo? And the kids love readers new partner. And tsuki regrets even more.

Also how long was he cheating? Did she know bout reader? What happened between reader finding out to the divorce? Did e stay with his side bitch?

🐹.

Hiii! Can I request a Tsukishima Kei x fem reader story, probs angst. based on the song "moral of the story" by Ashe. like they once eloped and now are getting divorced. if you have time of course, sorry to bother youuu

omg so sorry for the late reply!!! and yesss I'm up for some angst! especially when it's our salty fry!

We Were Young Once | Tsukishima Kei Headcanon | Haikyuu Headcanon

Pairing: Tsukishima Kei (timeskip) x fem reader! (she/her)

Genre(s): Angst

Warning (s): mentions of divorce, fightings, cheating, , be prepared for the angst:(

Enjoy!

Tsukishima Kei

"I'm home."

"Welcome home! How was your day at work?"

There was no one there to greet him. Everything in his marriage collapsed like the stacks of Jenga blocks after pulling out the wrong block from the already shaky tower.

He was the one who pulled the wrong block.

And he lost everything.

It finally dawned upon him, after signing the divorce papers and coming back here, to where everything started, it broke him.

Tsukishima broke down, in that apartment that they both spent their youth working hard to buy.

Were they too young? Should they have waited a little longer when they were older to marry?

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[Seven years ago]

"Alright, look into this camera and smile."

They were just twenty-two, freshly out of university and officially registered their marriage today.

After dating for four years, you were more than ready to marry this young man, he was your moon, your support system.

Tsukishima was your everything.

He was excited to build his future with you.

"How old are you guys? It's rare to see such a young married couple." The elderly photographer asked them.

"We're twenty-two!"

And that was the start to your journey to married life.

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[Six months ago]

It was half past three in the morning, and you were struggling to stay awake. Your husband was still not home. He has not been answering his phone for the whole day.

Yesterday was the worst day of your life.

In the midst of your class, you had to take an urgent leave and rushed to the hospital because your eldest son, Shun, broke his arm from falling off the monkey bar.

Then you had to rush to pick up the youngest, Rie from her kindergarten, because she was vomiting and running a high fever.

After staying in the hospital for the whole day, you have two ill children to care for.

Your husband?

Nowhere to be found and now you have to worry if he was in an accident since he has not pick up your phone since yesterday morning.

You hear the familiar beeping of the door getting unlocked and you almost let out a sigh of relief.

But, you were fuming, disappointed and upset.

"Where were you? Couldn't you have pick up your phone? Kei, why did you not answer of my calls or the kids' teachers?"

Instead of answering you, he just silently took off his shoes and loosen his tie.

"Kei, do you even know what happened today? Why are you home so late? It's half past three! In the morning! I just needed a call, Kei. Is it that difficult?" Your voice was trembling as you vent out all your frustrations.

"All you do is nag and rant about how busy your life is! Can't I have my own life? I was doing outfield training with my supervisor and we had a team dinner. What was so important that you had to nag again?" He snaps back and the look that he gave you.

It was so cold, foreign and that of annoyance.

"Your own life? Kei, am I not part of your life? Our kids! They are a part of our life too! Shun fractured his arm today and got his arm cast. Rie was hospitalised for the whole afternoon before she was cleared to come home this evening. I spent my whole day running around for our children, where was my husband when I needed him?

Where was my children's father when they needed him? Shun was in so much pain and looking for you. Rie, she was asking for her papa when she woke up.

Where were you, Kei? Are you still their father? Are you still my husband?

Do I still matter to you? Kei, be serious.

Do you still want to be part of our life? I'm so tired of this.

Is she the reason why that you have been neglecting your family?"

You reached out to wipe away the lipstick marks on his neck gingerly, and turned away from the love bites underneath his collar.

Tsukishima wordlessly cover the marks with his hand.

"Kei, please tell me what went wrong in our marriage. All I did was to love you, work hard for our marriage and our kids.

Do I disgust you? We've been together for eleven years and we have two kids.

How could you do this to me?" The tears were flowing endlessly and you weakly slide down onto the wooden floor.

Instead of apologising, Tsukishima looked down on you with those cold eyes that no longer loved you, or have any warmth for you.

"Yes. I'm sick of this. Let's get a divorce."

And he walked out of that apartment and your life.

That night, he broke your heart into a thousand pieces and nothing could fix it.

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You felt the weight on your shoulders lifted as the divorce was finalised and everything was settled.

Now, you are going to start a new life with your two precious children back at home with your parents. The court finalised that you were going to have the primary custody of the children while Tsukishima gets to visit the children on the weekend and pays monthly child support to you.

"Y/n, I'm sorry."

Tsukishima apologised sincerely, and you took a deep breath before facing him.

"Kei, I guess we were just too young. Maybe if we met a little later...it might workout." You smiled at him, the very same one that he fell for.

"I guess. Maybe...if we met a little later." He bitterly smiled and this was it.

Before walking back to your car, you run towards him and hugged him.

"I loved you, Kei. I really did but I guess we weren't meant to be. Please continue to be a good father to our kids even though you weren't a good husband to me. Thank you for the love that you gave me for the past years."

You let go of him, with tears running down your cheeks, you smiled at him and walked to your car.

When Tsukishima sees your car finally drives off, he broke down.

"I'm sorry for everything. I really loved you, so much. If we are fated in our next life, I promise to treat you better."

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This was my first angst piece in a long time and I bawled my eyes out while writing this. I don't know if it's up to standard as a good writing since it's been since some time I've written anything.

I'm still job hunting and it's stressing me out!

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