#tendo angst

[cottonlemonade]

Just Use Me

word count: 649 || avg. reading time: 3 mins.

pairing: Tendou x chubby!Reader x Ushijima (by proxy)

genre: hurt, angst, unrequited love, heartbreak

warnings: I mean it, this is sad

synopsis: Tendou falls for his best friend’s girlfriend

When you start dating Ushijima, Tendou is happy for his best friend until Toshi introduces you and, unfortunately, you turn out to be his absolute dream girl from your sweetness and perfectly cuddly figure to your weird humor, taste in music, hobbies - everything seems to match him more than Wakatoshi and a small part of him really begins to hate his best friend for meeting you first.

Especially, because he comes to Tendou for dating advice and it feels horrible to coach his friend how to be romantic with you, to give him suggestions for dates, pointers for compliments and remind him to show you physical affection, too. He hates to see how the perfect gift Tendou had helped Toshi pick out makes your face light up and you wrap your arms around your boyfriend, barely reaching up to his neck. Having to stand on your very tippy-toes you give him an excited Thank You kiss.

To his credit, Toshi immediately informs you that Tendou helped him and the red-head’s heart stops as you turn and your blindingly gorgeous smile is then directed at him.

When you hug him he freezes for a moment before returning the embrace, holding you so closely that it’s almost natural to take a deep breath of your scent. He wants to scream in frustration when you laugh and let go way too quickly. Your warmth still clings to him.

After weeks and weeks of this torture you come to him one day for help because you feel like Toshi might not be the right fit for you as he seems rather confused by the fact that you like to show affection by hand holding, hugging and “… and kissing” you add quietly, cheeks blushed.

That small part of Tendou begins to roar and claw at his throat, trying to make him tell you to dump him then because you deserve better. But he also knows that his best friend is kind and loyal and while he is awkward at showing it, he likes you very much.

And so Tendou encourages you to talk to your boyfriend about your concerns. He feels his lungs burning from suppressing the words he really wants to say instead.

For another few excruciating weeks after this, things seem better for you. He sees you around town, holding Toshi’s hand, glowing with happiness.

But after two more months he spots you sitting on a park bench by yourself. It’s late and he knows you had plans with Toshi that evening.

He comes up to you and asks what happened.

Every fiber of his being tenses when you tell him that Toshi broke up with you. His reason being that it was too much for him to satisfy your need for closeness.

Although, Tendou knew that his friend meant that he wanted to but didn’t feel like he could, he curses him because he could have worded it better.

You begin to cry - again, judging by the puffiness of your eyes.

And now Tendou begs for the words to stay inside. But all the soundless pleas are in vain.

“You can just use me to forget him.”

“What? Tendou, I’m - I - I could never do that to you.”

“Sure you can. I don’t mind. - Really.”, he adds, brightly.

When you don’t say anything but just more tears spill from the eyes he adores so much he lets out a shockingly convincing laugh, “Just kidding, y/n. Don’t worry your pretty little head about it. I’ll talk to Ushiwaka.”

And your face lights up a bit.

“Really? Thank you! So much. You’re amazing.”

“I know.”, he says casually, but feeling like he might break into a million pieces if he stays a second longer, “I’ll call you later, alright?”

And he leaves, not stopping the tears running down his cheeks as soon as his back is turned to you.

a/n: why is my brain making me so sad at work? I love Tendou🥺

[struwberrii]

Hello, I like your haikyu headcanons and was wondering if you could do tendou headcanons?:)

tendou headcanons ₊˚⊹♡

thank u for the request!! i feel like tendou doesn’t get a lot of love nowadays so this one is for all the tendou fans (•̀ᴗ•́ )و

he def just makes up songs randomly and sings them for you (usually just to make you laugh)

his shoes usually aren’t tied and he never noticed until someone points it out

imagine tendou with a snaggletooth (i saw someone on tiktok say this and CANNOT STOP THINKING ABT IT it so cute)

constantly does impersonations of characters (he’s actually kind of decent)

little trinket collector

chronically picks at his lips and always ends up bleeding

also picks at his nails/fingers

always celebrates your small little wins with you (yaaayyyy!!)

always comes up with silly games to play when you guys are bored

randomly drops lore on you

makes scary faces at kids if they’re staring for too long

i feel like he’d lowkey listen to tommy heavenly6

hates calling during the day but will have a full convo with you through voice messages

does not let anyone pick on you AT ALL like he’ll get super protective and use his ‘scary’ looks to his advantage to freak people out

encourages you to step out of your comfort zone and try new things

some days social anxiety is scared of him, then the next day he’s too anxious to even go outside

constantly begging you to let him do your makeup even if you don’t wear it (he botched you)

but he still gets insecure sometimes and needs to hear praises and reassurance

let’s you style/cut his hair for him

probably had a random pet growing up, like he found a frog or turtle outside and kept it as a pet

draws on his arms and legs when he gets bored

always scares you, like he waits around the corner for you then jumps out and scares you

has a HUGE sweet tooth

i feel like he would have a really bad memory but keeps all important dates written down, don’t ask him what he ate for dinner because he doesn’t remember

sits in the shower

playful teasing as a love language

watches mukbang videos while he eats

genuinely has a hard time voicing how he feels about people so he uses humor to mask his emotions and now nobody takes him seriously

shockingly the best guy to go to when you need to cheer up, and not because he’d make you laugh but he just knows what to say?? if that makes sense

like he tells you what he wishes someone told him when he was in middle school

always makes sure nobody is left out in a group activity

has the craziest diet, like i feel like he’d eat like a toddler

average tendou meal consists of a yoohoo chocolate milk, a pizza lunchable and a handful of grapes and that’s enough to hold him over for the day

sports garfield pajama pants ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

i feel like he’d also listen to alice in chains

but i also feel like he’d listen to gorillaz

his knees are always bruised (prob from volleyball)

has an impressive figure collection of his favorite manga character :3

sorry guys this is like 30% me projecting 70% tendou hcs 😭

[sweetfushi]

HIS RED FLAGS

angst, hurt/comfort | rintaro suna, kotaro bokuto, satori tendo, kentaro kyotani x reader, difficulties with expressing oneself, difficulty taking criticism, harsh bluntness (unintentional), anger issues | word count. 0.4k ◦ notes. they're trying their best </3

RINTARO SUNA

Sometimes he finds it hard to express himself, not necessarily because he’s faced trauma or hardship, but because he’s never exactly had anyone open up to him. He appreciates that you’re so willing and confident in him to express your own emotions but he sort of just stares at you when you wait for him to do the same. Especially when you’re arguing, he’ll say most things with an unintentionally apathetic tone, despite the fact that he truly means well. You can’t always detect that though, thus resulting in you feeling severely neglected.

KOTARO BOKUTO

He finds it difficult to take criticism, even where it’s constructive. Even when you politely call him out on something, his mood and smile will drop instantly. He views criticism almost as a way of making fun of his capabilities to do things, even when people have the opposite intention. He’d listen when you try to reason with his sudden change in mood, telling him that what he views as hate is actually the product of love and how much people care for him. It would take him a few hours to snap out of his bad mood.

SATORI TENDO

Although he tries the best he can to do otherwise, Tendo speaks his mind. Initially, you viewed it as a green flag, grateful that he was honest with you. However, sometimes you needed sweet treatment in times of despair or pain, and he had trouble holding his tongue. His teasing tended to turn into blunt remarks that you had to glare at him for, which would quickly make him seal his lips after apologising promptly. Sometimes he catches himself before you do once he sees your expression start to anger, which would cause him to reword whatever spills from his mouth.

KENTARO KYOTANI

He gets mad quick. God knows he’s trying, especially for you, but his therapist had insisted that you must be patient with him for both your sakes. He’d get mad over the smallest things and stare at you incredulously when you do nothing but smile sheepishly at his outbursts. Yes, it satiates him slightly to see you so calm, but it also just causes him to walk away with a fire still heated in his chest. He always apologises though, you never have to prompt it out of him, he’d eventually approach you with his hands in his pockets and an apology spilling from his lips (following which you’d tackle him in a reassuring hug).

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[animereactsbybkemk]

Haikyuuu Boys React/ Respond to them cheating:

Character: Oikawa (Cheater) Genre: Angst to Fluff Warnings: Cussing, Nicknames used, bulling implied Notes:You do NOT end up with Oikawa, You end up with someone else Note 2: No gender mentioned for Y/N Key: R/N- Random Name, Y/N- Your Name Please let me know if you guys like this form or if you'd prefer the text picture form.

It had been a week since Aoba Johsai had lost the Spring Qualifiers to Karasuno. Since the loss Oikawa had been very distant. You figured he was just dealing with a lot and had been giving him his space. Today though, you decided you would go surprise him with cuddles and bring him some milk bread (since it was his favorite after all). You arrived at his house, knocking and then entering quietly incase he was asleep.

You- Hey Babe! It’s me.

You- Kawababe? It’s me. I brought milk bread.

You waited for a response and decided to go check his room after not hearing anything, thinking he might be asleep.

As you crept closer to his room you heard muffled noises and noticed the door was slightly agar. You pushed the door open slowly and the scene before you broke your heart.

You- Kawa…

Oikawa- Y/N!! What are you doing here? I... It’s not what it looks like, I swear.

In front of you was your “loving” boyfriend and R/N, the head girl of the Oikawa fangirl club in bed together (doing yknow what).

R/N- What do you mean its not what it looks like, babe? It is exactly that. He doesn’t need you anymore. We all know you could never be what he needed. That’s why he came to me after the loss. That’s why he’s been avoiding you. He’s been with me ALL week.

You- Was I not enough...?  >You asked tears streaming down your face<

Oikawa- You are more than enough I swear! Please let’s talk about this! Let me make it up to you.

You- NO!!! We only ever made one promise and you broke that. You broke my trust and that isn’t something I can just get passed. Out of everyone to cheat with… R/N… Knowing how insecure she constantly made me feel and how horrible she treated me for dating you. You really said hit them where it hurts. Well, you succeeded congrats. Incase you didn’t get the memo we’re through and fuck you… Fuck you both.

With that you left his house tears streaming down your face. So hurt and betrayed. Oikawa tried to follow you, calling your name but you ignored him running home to hide away in your room.

-Time Skip 2 Weeks-

You hadn’t been going to school. You knew you couldn’t keep skipping but you just weren’t ready to face everything yet. You did try going back to school once two days ago, but that didn’t go well. At this point the whole school knew about what happened and the fangirl club was more brutal toward you then ever. Rubbing the whole thing in your face and reminding you how Oikawa deserves better.

The team themselves had reached out several times to check on you and apologizing. They went as far as showing up at your house, but you couldn’t face them. You knew it wasn’t their fault it just hurt to bad. You loved them you just couldn’t face them, though you really did miss them.

Oikawa kept reaching out and trying to talk to you, that was part of the reason you felt you couldn’t go back to Seijoh. You didn’t want anything to do with him. Right after everything happened Oikawa called and texted like crazy until you blocked him, every text left unread, and every voicemail left unheard. He even came to your house one time but after hours of pleading to see you with no avail he went home.

You decided switching schools was the best choice. Though you were scared and moving schools especially during third year wasn’t normal and wouldn’t be easy you felt it was the right choice. You decided to use this as an opportunity to apply to the school you were too scared to apply to when you were originally looking at schools.

Now here you are, reading your acceptance letter to the Shiratorizawa Academy. Shiratorizawa is very difficult to get into and it was really hard to convince them to even let you take the entrance exam, but once they saw your scores it was an easy yes for them.

You start Shiratorizawa tomorrow, you decided it was time to reach back out to Seijoh and say your final goodbyes. You texted Iwaizumi and asked him to meet, just him. Iwaizumi was quick to say yes and was over to your house in ten. You answered the door and immediately hugged him, you secretly missed him the most. You two were quite close before everything because he was Oikawa’s best friend after all.

Iwaizumi- Y/N its good to see you again. How are you? Shittykawa is an absolute dumbass and I’m sorry for what he did. The team has shunned him since it happened. None of support him and his decision.

You- Iwa he’s your best friend, I know were friends, but you can still be friends with him. I know you were his friend first. Plus, I actually asked you hear to tell you to let the team know I’m really going to miss them, and I hope you all keep working hard. I am doing something for myself to help me heal. I’m transferring schools. So you guys don’t have to choose between us.

Iwaizumi- You’re transferring schools? Where? And we all still want to be your friends and in your life too.

You- Were all still friends, you guys can text me and we can still all hang out anytime. I just need some time to adjust to my new school.

Iwa stayed and you guys hung out for a couple hours before he went home.

-Timeskip to next day (Monday)-

Today you started your new school. The day went by quickly and was quite smooth. You even made a few friends. This new start made you happy. It was just what you needed. On your way out you heard the noise, the noise you loved so much. The noise you’ve missed for the past few weeks. You unconsciously found yourself walking toward the sound of sneakers squeaking and balls hitting the floor. Without realizing it you found yourself outside the volleyball gym, and couldn’t help but peak in. You watched awed by the team in at work in front of you.

Tendo- Hey, are you a fangirl?

Tendo came up behind you startling you. Jumping you turned to face to face with the red hair boy.

You- Oh no, sorry. I’m actually new here. I was really close to the volleyball team at my old school and unconsciously followed the sound here. Sorry.

Tendo- Well it’s great to meet you. I’m Satori Tendo third year, middle blocker.

You- Oh Yea!! You’re that really awesome guess blocker, right? Your blocks are like scary accurate. I’ve always wanted to see you up close. I’ve seen you play but to be up close is something totally different.

Tendo- Wow, thank you. Why don’t you come in and watch… um?

You- Y/n L/N, third year as well.

With that Tendo led you in and you watched practice. After practice Tendo introduced the team to you. They were pretty intimidating at first but they slowly got to know you and they were actually quite nice. You ended up hanging out with them all the time. Slowly you lost touch with the Seijoh players, not intentionally but everyone was busy and you guys hadn’t seen each other in months. Besides you were very busy, Tendo kept the whole team on there toes.

One day you finally told the team everything and explained why you switched schools. They were all there for you and it only made there hatred for Oikawa stronger. Slowly you found yourself healing and even possibly falling in love again.

You were watching the team practice, currently they were on a break.

Tendo- So, are you going to tell him?

You- What are you talking about Tendo?

Tendo- You know exactly what I’m talking about.

You- I really don’t.

Tendo- Its obvious (to me at least) that you like him. You should tell him.

You- >Flustered< Huh? What are you talking about? Confess to who?

Tendo- Wakatoshi-kun duh.

 You- >Your face is now beet red< I do NOT have a crush on Ushiwaka. Besides he wants to focus on volleyball and doesn’t have time for dating; which I TOTALLY respect.

Tendo- I mean honestly doesn’t hurt to try. You never know he might just make an exception to date you. After all he totally likes you back. Show that Oikawa dude you don’t need him anymore.

You- What are you talking about?

Tendo- Ushijima is my best friend, I know him better than anyone. I can read him like a book. He may seem stoic and emotionless, but he likes you trust me.

You- Fine, fine I’ll do it. I mean he at least deserves to know how I feel. He’s been nothing but good to me and he deserves the truth.

After practice you pulled Ushijima to the side.

Ushiwaka- Hello Y/N. Did you need something?

You- Yes actually. Listen before I say this I don’t want it to ruin our friendship. You are very important to me Ushiwaka. Promise it won’t ruin things, please.

Ushiwaka- Okay, I promise. Now what is it?

You- I know you want to focus on volleyball, and I respect and support that one hundred percent. I know how important a career in volleyball is to you, but graduation is quickly approaching and before we leave I want you to know… Ushijima I have feelings for you… I like you… in more than a friend way.

Silence filled the space between you, causing you to become super flustered and nervous.

You- I totally get it and I hope this doesn’t ruin anything. I just wanted to be honest with you. I…

Ushiwaka- Y/N, I believe I like you as well. As more than a friend. Would you consider going on a date with me?

You and Tendo at the same time- YES!!!

You- AHHHH! Tendo!!! What are you doing here?

Tendo- I couldn’t not come see my two best friends finally get together. And its all thanks to my amazing advice.

You- More like you crazy persistence. >You all laugh at that<

That weekend you and Ushijima went on your date, which went amazing. It was everything you could have dreamed of and more. He was a total gentleman. After the date Ushijima asked you to officially be his and of course you said yes.

-Time Skip 2 weeks-

You were hanging out with Tendo, Ushijima, Semi, Goshiki, and Shirabu (though he was dragged here by Semi and Goshki). The rest of the team was suppose to meet you guys in an hour or so for a date turned whole team hang out (thanks to Tendo). You guys were hanging in the park when you hear someone calling your name. You look up to see most of the Seijoh volleyball team.

Oikawa- Hey, Y/N could we um talk? Please?

The team tried to talk but you cut them off.

You- Sure.

You stepped off to the side with Oikawa while the others started talking amongst themselves.

You- What is it Oikawa?

Oikawa- It’s been a while… how are you?

You- I’m fine. How are you?

Oikawa- I’m doing okay, I guess. Really miss you though. You transferred to Shiratorizawa?

You- Yes.

Oikawa- That’s cool. I know it was you first choice for schools, but you didn’t think you’d make it. Glad to see you prove yourself wrong.

You- Thank you. Now what did you want Oikawa?

Oikawa- I wanted to apologize for everything. You were so good to me and you didn’t deserve what I did to you. >He reaches out and brushes your arm<

You quickly pull back from him.

You- Oikawa, thank you and I accept your apology but please don’t. We are through, done for good.

Oikawa- Please Y/N one chance that’s all I ask.

You- Oikawa I… I can’t I have a boyfriend.

As if on cue Ushijima walked over and wrapped his arm around you.

Ushijima- Oikawa

Oikawa- (directed at Ushijima) Ushiwaka…(directed at you) you’re dating him… aren’t you Y/N?

You- Yes, he’s everything I ever dreamed of and more. Sorry Oikawa. Hope you find happiness one day. Sorry, that’s just not me.

Oikawa- I understand… Also Ushiwaka, hurt her and I will personally kick your ass, got it? Don’t make the same mistake as me. Cherish her and hold her close.

After that you all returned to the group. You informed everyone that you and Ushijima were dating. Everyone continued catching up before parting ways. After everything you and Ushijima walked to his house together.

On the walk out of no where Ushijima blurts

Ushiwaka- I love you.

You- You what ?

You ask as you stop in your tracks. Ushijima turns grabs your hands looks you in the eyes and says it again.

Ushiwaka- I love you Y/N.

You- I… I love you too Ushi.

You guys continued home. Honestly, Oikawa really hurt you but in some ways you had to thank him. Without him you may never have found your way to the love of your life.

[kteabug]

Title: with the ghost of you

Pairing: UshiOi / UshiTen

Word Count: 2,043

There’s an old tradition, now outdated to many, that when an alpha’s mate dies, they mute their scent. It was after all their scent that attracted their beloved so what was the point in flaring it out if their mate wasn’t there to pick up on it?

The tradition, like most do, morphed throughout the years. At first it was said the alpha’s scent was muted until the day they met their mate in the afterlife. Then it became the alpha muted it until their mourning period was over which usually lasted months before it was contained to the grieving period of for weeks. Nowadays, it’s typically muted until after the funeral and then all is back to normal.

But not with Ushijima Wakatoshi. His mate was lost in a sudden and tragic accident two years ago, leaving the alpha beside himself. His mate was the better part of every aspect of him, not only had he complimented him, but he raised him up. Everything that Ushijima ever was was because of his mate and that was all gone.

The two had been so intertwined that the alpha had no idea what his scent would even smell like without his mate’s lacing it. For as long as he could remember, their interlaced scent was his own, and despite it slowly fading away, he doesn’t want to know what his pheromones alone are like. He doesn't mind the staleness of the air around him, he long became nose blind to his mate’s pheromones, so not smelling anything doesn’t matter.

When younger, Ushijima moved after his parents divorce and for a brief time was away from his mate, but he swore the next time he saw him (in high school) he would make up for their time spent separated. And he did — he doted on the omega, gave him a perfect courtship and mating experience. To Ushi, his mate, the omega he bonded himself to for life, was his beginning and end, first and only — no one could simply ever compare. Which is why he can’t just move on like his family wants, for him there is and was only one omega, he was fine being alone.

Why was it so hard for people to understand his loss? That he never got to say goodbye, had no time or warning to come to terms with the fact he’d be losing his everything. He woke up on a regular Tuesday happily mated and went to bed a sobbing broken mess. Some tried telling Ushi it was better that way, that he didn’t have to watch his beloved deteriorate but losing the other half of your soul hurt regardless.

The alpha decided that he needed to get away from the relatives hounding him to stop mourning and find another mate. But his former mate was perfect, there would never be another one for him. Ushijima believed that true love was found once and when he gave his former mate his heart, he never intended to give it to someone else. So he went to the farmers market, a place his relatives wouldn’t go and for fresh air — it was a favorite place of his late mate as well.

The warm breezes danced across his skin as he took a deep breath. The local farmer’s market was often attended by the couple nearly every month. Afternoons spent walking around, looking at various foods and crafts, sometimes they’d even have a picnic to end the day. Someone once told the alpha to never stop dating his partner, so he made sure that bubbly excitement never left their relationship. Everyday was like the first day of their marriage; the two happily entangled within one another.

The alpha gave small smiles as he walked by tables, some knew him by name and offered him small samples — being here makes him feel closer to his mate than the tombstone did. A wind chime filled the air following a light minty scent that immediately stirred Ushi’s alpha. He looked around the stalls before seeing a brunette omega standing behind a vendor stall. His legs just moved, nearly sprinting towards the stand he’d never seen before.

Big brown eyes met his with a huge smile, “hello, would you like some honey?”

Ushi took a moment, honey was the pet name his mate called him by often but then he sees the arrangement of short glass honey jars. The stall had a soft teal sign with little bumble bee decorations — a light color wooden hexagon display houses a few jars and they’re organized by color. Though it was a simple set-up, Ushijima could see the care and detail put into it. There were doilies under the jars that had beautiful ribbon wrapped around the neck and what looked like handwritten labels, describing the type of honey it is.

There’s something warm and familiar about the brunette omega that Ushijima couldn’t help but feel drawn to.

“Oh, uh, no thank you.” He patted his pockets, “actually I ran out without my wallet.” He felt embarrassed for some reason, unsure why because he doesn’t even know them.”

”What about a sample then?” A big bright smile flashed at him and who was he to say no?

* *

That’s how the alpha found himself frequently visiting the farmer’s market every other week. At first he told himself it was simply to buy a jar to pay the omega back in a way and maybe also show he could remember his wallet. But he wasn’t there and no one really knew who Ushijima was talking about. It was a few weeks after the initial run-in when that fluffy brown hair popped back into his line of sight and he swore his heart skipped.

The omega was facing away from him, but once he turned and made eye contact with Ushi, a huge smile beamed at the alpha. A teasing banter ensued between the pair, the brunette asking if he actually had his wallet and to see it to make sure. Ushijima remarked of course he had it, he’s an alpha of his word only to temporarily panic because his wallet was in his jacket rather than his pants. Which got a laugh from the omega, it sounded angelic — like the harmonious sound that came from a wind chime in a spring breeze. To ‘apologize’ for laughing, Ushijima was given another free sample with his purchase.

Without really noticing, Ushijima found himself visiting the farmer’s market on days when he missed his mate the most or on horrible days when he felt he couldn't breathe. He goes on his own birthday because he couldn’t stand the thought of being alone after spending so many birthdays showered in love. He goes on his late mate’s birthday because he couldn’t stand the silence of it now just being a ‘regular’ day and then again on their wedding anniversary. It’s not until the brunette mentioned it that he realized what he’s done.

”I’m glad this place brings you some peace.”

”What do you mean?”

”Most days you visit, right between your brow is always wrinkled tightly, but as you walk around and talk, it loosen up and you seem to relax.”

Suddenly he felt horrible because he looked at all the days he’s wandered around the market and saw the pattern. Though the brunette never said it, the olive-haired alpha felt he’s been using the kind omega to forget his mate — that opened a whole other dilemma. How can his alpha find peace in another omega when he promised his entire life to another? They had spent most of their lives together, their scent so fused together that no one could separate the two yet his seemed swayed. He still had the courting blanket he gave his mate put inside a scent sealing memory box on his dresser so there’s a part of his mate where he could still see him.

He promised forever to one omega, one beautiful and perfect omega — he couldn’t betray them by forgetting them. But his mind often wandered to the minty omega selling homemade honey and found himself wanting to see him. His alpha was alert, a change from its more dormant stance since their omega died — actually excited about the smell of mint and honey. Almost as if it was an old friend rather than a newer scent. It calmed his alpha, excited his alpha and nearly gave his alpha a sense of peace and closure.

This time Ushi found himself at the market purposefully to see the brunette, wanting to get lost in the old comforting scent that let him feel ease. Just like every time before, fluffy hair bounced towards him, a beaming smile with that lovely scent surrounding him. His alpha crooning caused his chest to nearly vibrate with anticipation — it’d been years since he felt such jitters, not since…

He shook his head, while he still adored his late mate, something inside him finally felt okay. This brunette omega had truly helped Ushijima through his darkest days and felt more comfortable being himself again.

“Green tea and cucumbers, my favorite fragrance.” The omega says, surprising Ushijima. It sounds like a scent he remembers, but can’t quite place his finger on it. The brunette leans close, his fluffy hair tickets his jawline and he is very aware of how close the two suddenly are. “Your scent, Ushi — refreshing cucumbers with herbal-earth green tea. It’s restoring.”

Tears prick his eyes, he can smell it — his own individual pheromones without his mate mate’s. Jus this. No sweet honey. No soothing mint. No…he takes a second before it all clicks and when he looks at the omega again, he sees him.

Tooru.

His Tooru.

His heart hammers into his chest, how? How was that even possible?

”H-how…?”

”For this — to help you move on.” Tooru beams that beautiful smile at the alpha, “it’s time for you to be happy again, Toshi.”

“But you…your here and can stay…we can be happy and and —“

A bittersweet smile graces Tooru’s face, “our time was beautiful and unforgettable, but…”

“You can’t stay. Cause this isn’t real.”

”…no…no it isn’t.”

”I’ll always love you, Tooru.”

“I know and I love you endlessly, but you deserve someone to give all that love you still have to.” A warm breeze wraps around Ushijima, brushing gently against his cheek and he knows in a way it was his Tooru’s way of saying a final goodbye.

“Uh, excuse me?”

Ushijima sniffles before turning around, seeing a redhead standing behind the stand he once saw filled with honey jars.

”Here,” he holds out a cellophane bag with a homemade pastry in it, “you seem like you need a pick me up and sweets make everything better.”

“Oh?” Ushijima picks up on the spicy citrus scent of oranges and nutmeg that comes from the omega and his alpha feels giddy like he first time he saw Tooru all those years ago. “Is that so?”

The redhead’s cheeks start to burn a bright pink, averting his eyes when their fingers touch. “Doesn’t hurt to try, no?”

”No. No it doesn’t.” Ushijima smiles, looking around the booth.

There’s a sign that reads: Satori’s Sweets. Neatly labeled baskets with various desserts in each. There’s also small tags near the baskets with allergen notices and the alternative products used since sometimes there’s adverse reactions to alternatives.

“Uh— you have a uhm, nice set-up.”

Satori’s eyes light up, “thanks! I picked this spot because I was told it’s next to a very popular picnic area.”

Flashes of the many many memories he spent just five feet away from where they stood fill his mind. Ushi smiles for a moment before letting himself picture a certain redhead on one of those picnics.

”Would you like to go out some time?”

The omega seems confused for a second, the question comes out of nowhere from the man he’s literally just met. Subconsciously, cucumber and green tea start to pour out — flaring out one’s pheromones is how one finds a mate after all.

Satori takes a deep breath before humming, “I don’t go out with knot heads who don’t tell me their names.”

”I’m Ushijima Wakatoshi.”

“Tendo Satori and I’d love to.”

[akaneaces00]

There’s something so iconic 2010s pop of Ranma and Akane.

Like Jealous by Nick fuckin Jonas and Teeth by 5SOS

They’re so bad romance yknwo

[teddybearh3art]

Snippet of a fic im writing. PLEASE give me feedback lmao😭😭

Something was off about Tendou during practice, anyone would notice. He was sluggish and quiet which was so unlike him. Whenever somebody asked him what was wrong, he either mumbled a half baked lie or straight up ignored them. His mind clouded with thoughts of you, his best friend apart from Wakatoshi. You guys grew up together, seeing each other through the best and worst of times. The only thing he wanted to do at that moment was to go to you and rant while you comforted him. But he couldn’t, and that’s why he was in such a bad mood. What once was a close friendship had frayed at the edges, leaving both of you grappling with confusion and hurt. You had been Tendou's confidante, his cheerleader, and his closest friend. But recently, a series of misunderstandings had driven a wedge between you two, creating a chasm that neither of you seemed able to bridge.

[applepi-1]

enemies to lovers- Tendou

"Hmm, let's see what's for lunch." You looked forward sighing. "Ick, Ick on a bun, Ick on a stick. Jeez."

"You should be use to it, they've been serving this stuff for years." Your best friend told you as she patted your head.

"Yeah, just thought today would be different." You sighed leaning back making your other friend laugh. "But at least today there's some variety."

"Hm, he looks tasty." You turned your head seeing her talk about your crush.

"really tasty." He looked over at you two and you quickly moved your eyes to his plate. "I was talking about your food."

"I wasn't." You shot a look to your friend.

"I sweet talked the cafeteria lady. Told her, her hair net really brought our the sparkle in her eyes."

"Aw, so sweet." You turned your eyes to Tendou as he walked over.

"Hey, I got her to make me a rack o'lamb. Man, I love lamb!" The boy stopped squinting his red eyes at you. "Y/n."

"Tendou." He looked at you with a glare, which you kindly returned.

"Anyways..." C/n spoke up causing you two to break the eye contact. "We should go, practice will start soon."

"Let me guess, practice til you puke? Maybe it'll make you look better."

"Let me guess, slack off til it pays off? I'm sure they'll love that."

"At least my game brings joy to people."

"At least we get people." You two hold another glare.

"Wow, what's going on here?"

"Nothing."

"It's beyond nothing." You snapped back at him.

"It's certainly nothing to be late over. We have practice to get to, right after lunch. Y/n."

"Tendo." You watched him leave before turning back to C/n and your friends.

"You know for something that you said was nothing, that sure seemed like something."

"Oh, well, um, it's -it's you know, a day to day something."

"Sometimes hour by hour." F/n jumped in rubbing your back.

"It's complicated."

"He's complicated." G/n spoke up.

"Well, I'm not." He winked before walking away to his friends.

"Don't do it." G/n spoke turning to face you.

"Why not?"

"Yeah, why shouldn't she?"

"Because."

"Because why?"

"Because...My best friend dated him and he dumped her. It wasn't pretty. Her face broke out and she started wearing polyester pants! Look." She took her phone out showing you a photo.

"I doubt anything is gonna happen between C/n and me."

"I'm just warning you."

"I think she can handle herself." F/n told her.

"Fine. Don't listen to me. But when your heart is broken into a million pieces and scattered all over the floor, just remember, I don't vacuum. But then again, it's not like she's gonna talk to him."

"I just did."

"Boo, you talked to him about Tendo."

"Ugh. Whatever."

"Why do you got to be such a bitch." F/n looked at you as G/n walked away. "Well, he always wants what he can't have, right?"

"Right?"

"So let's make you what he can't have!"

"Meaning?"

"You're gonna need a fake date."

"Ohh. A fake date."

"Hmm."

"Well, I know just the fake to date." You walked over to Tendo smiling softly at him. "Tendo."

"Y- Why are you smiling?"

"We need to talk."

--

"You want to what?"

"Fake date. I don't know it was F/n idea."

"Trying to get someones attention?"

"It doesn't matter. Will you help me?"

"Why should I?"

"Please..."

"Fine, under one conditon."

"Great. What do you want?"

"I want to know why you hate me."

"Seriously."

"Y/n. I'm genuinely asking, why do you hate me?"

"you really don't know?" Tears began to fill your eyes at the memory, you shook your head at the boy., "You... called me fat. I know I was a chunky kid growing up... but hearing the words leave your lips... I don't know it just snapped something in me.."

"You heard that? That's why you hate me? But your hot now! I mean... skinnier."

"You think that justifies your words?"

"No... I'll help you, I'll pretend to date you."

"Thank you."

--

You started off as holding hands in the halls by your lockers, people stopped and did double glances to make sure they were seeing right. "When did this happen?" Your friend came over looking at you two questionably.

"Last night, I confessed my undying love." Tendo told her, her eyes widen along with yours.

"You confessed?"

"Yeah? What's weird about that?"

"I realized that all I was doing was hiding my real feelings by taking them out as anger towards him. Who couldn't love this face." Tendo looked at you with soft eyes as you spoke the truth, you grabbed his chin and shook his head softly, like a grandma would do with their grandchildren.

"You couldn't literally yesterday. Look is this because you realized C/n would never go for you? I mean sweety about time you opened your eyes, but Tendo? You guys hate each other, this is so fake." Tendo smirked at her before grabbing your chin, silently asking for permission. You gave a weak nod, as he bent down capturing your lips with his. It was a slow kiss one that made you question everything you felt about the boy. Your friends eyes widen at the sight. Tendo pulled back smiling at you with such care, it was weird.

"Would I do that if it was fake?" She rolled her eyes and walked away. "I think she's jealous of you?"

"Pfft, of me? Yeah, no way. G/n has it all she doesn't need to be jealous of me."

"I would, like I slipped out yesterday, your hot. You got this cute sexy thing going on, she couldn't even come close. And then you have this aura around you that just draws people to it. Plus, you taste like strawberries." Your eyes widen and face became red at the last remark, he kissed your cheek quickly and took off running down the hall. You closed your locker as a ding came from your phone.

also wear something cute around 6ish. Date tonight, I heard C/n will be there.

You didn't understand why Tendo was helping you, but then again you didn't understand why you still have him saved under Ten-Ten &lt;3.

You did as told and got dressed after reaching your home. When 6 rolled around you were looking down at your outfit it was a simple one. You wore a cute red shirt with blue jean shorts and thigh high leggings, you were caught up in your head to not noticing the tall lean figure against your door. "You look adorable." You turned around shocked to see him.

"Hi? How did you get in?"

"Relax, I remembered the key under the gnome." You grabbed your jacket and purse before walking over to him. "You seem ready."

"I'm more nervous, because even if this is a fake date.. it's my first." You mumbled turning your head to the side, but he heard you.

"Then I better make it promising." He cupped your chin and pulled your lips to his. You sighed into the kiss grabbing his shoulders to balance yourself. He moved his hands from your chin to the back of your neck pulling your closer. You let out a little whine as his other hand wrapped around your waist holstering you up a bit. Your face was definitely red as he pulled away, that damn soft smile on his face.

"What was that for?"

"In case it's the last time." You smiled lightly as he placed you back on the ground. "Let's go do this." He grabbed your hand and dragged you out the house, before walking in the direction of the arcade. You two sat down making small talk until your friend showed up.

"G/n, what are you doing here?"

"Heard you two were on a date so thought we could double date."

"Excuse me?" C/n made his way to the table and smiled at you two.

"Ah so the nothing became something."

"How about you and I partake in a friendly game of Air Hockey?" You asked your friend smiling at her.

"Eh, it's not really my- ow! " You dragged her away from the table leaving the boys alone.

"Why are you trying to ruin my date?"

"I'm trying to protect you!"

"From what, having fun?"

"From getting hurt! Now, as soon as this game is over, and I have no idea when that is. You will get a toothache and I will take you home. You're on a date with Tendo. Tendo. You two hate each other."

"Why are you trying to protect me, you're never this nice."

"I will tell you who's not nice. Tenod."

"How do you even know so much about him? Wait.... why do you know so much about C/n? All this time of me asking you for advice, you knew just what to say."

"Just pick a side for your toothache!"

"You were that "friend" who dated C/n and ended up wearing polyester pants!"

"I would never wear polyester pants."

"Hah, I should've guessed it. Who's G/ns best friend? G/n! Hah! So you came here to ruin my date because you're jealous!"

Tendo looked at you with such care, he wonders if your okay. "So, you, uh, having a good time on your date?"

"I was, until it was rudely interrupted."

"Yeah, G/ns a piece of work, right?"

"Tendo is a jerk!"

"He's not a jerk!"

"Oh, she is so cute when she's angry." Tendo looked at his friend then you, watching you puff out your cheeks, something he's seen you do when you two have a stare off.

"Pfft, Y/ns always cute. She can't do anything without it being cute. Stupid cute." G/n took off behind the boys going to the soda machine making you follow.

"No dude, I am talking about G/n!'

"I'm sorry, I thought you just said G/n."

"I did."

"I'm telling you, Tendo is a jerk!"

" Oh, she hates me so much. Ah, I love it!"

"You know what, why don't you take your girlfriend and get out of here. Give me and G/n some time alone." You and G/n stopped hearing the conversation unfold between C/n and Tendo.

"Wait. So all those times you've brought up Y/n, was because of G/n? What about the times you'd talk to Y/n?"

"Becuase G/n was there too. I was too nervous to talk to her myself. Needed a middle man."

"Does Y/n know she's your middle man? Dude your playing with her feelings."

"Why does it matter? You hated her guts yesterday?"

"I never hated her. I mean yeah, we fight. But it's mostly just because I think she's cute when shes angry. Shes.. I never hated her."

"Good for you dude, but seriously hook me up."

"No. I'm not your middle man, and neither is Y/n. She liked you, you played with her feelings to get a girl. Her friend at that. And you're okay with it? No dude, she has feelings. she's not someone you can use until you find someone better. You know what, I am taking my girlfriend and leaving. You're also off the team, douchebag." Tendo got up and turned around to see you standing their with wide eyes. "Y/n..." Your friend looked at you slightly shocked as well.

"Shall we go...?" Your voice was so small he barley heard it.

"Yeah, come on, something smells in here." He wrapped and arm around your shoulder leading you out the place. He sat you near a bench on the side of the street rubbing your arms softly. "I'm sorry."

"It's fine, I should've known... you really don't hate me?" He looked at you with a soft smile.

"Of course not.. look the reason I agreed was because you were right. I am an asshole. I should've told those kids I liked you instead I call you a horrible name for that I am sorry. Then you began hating me, so I buried those feelings. But I missed you terribly. I missed the girl who cried on my shoulder when we watched a movie, who'd come to me when someone said something. The girl who stuck up for me when people called me names. And I chased that girl away. I miss the girl I loved."

"Ten... we were 8 when you called me that... how could you possibly know?"

"I'm the guess monster remember? I just knew."

"I'm sorry, for leaving your side... I never wanted to. But hearing those words escape the lips of someone I trusted."

"I know. I know. I do love you." You looked up at him, you really looked at him, he was the same boy you knew. All these years, he's still the same. You shuffled closer, if possible and leaned up to kiss him. It was slow like the first one, but full of love. Tendo cupped the side of your face as he used his other hand to draw you in closer.

"I love you, too..." He smiled down at you pulling you into a bone crushing hug, but you didn't mind. "You smell like flowers."

"And you taste like strawberries."

[staryscorner]

Heartbreak

You and Ranma have been dating for about 2 years now. It has been one of your best relationships since your previous ones ended with heartbreaks. It made you think that you might just have bad luck with relationships. That was until you met Ranma, he was different. He treated you like no other did. He was kind, trusting and he loved you for you. It was like all those relationships were meant to end so you could meet him…

You were introduced to each other by your best friend Akane. You've both been friends since middle school, always having each other back and doing everything together. Almost like a sister. Since Ranma was always training he would at least go to the Tendo's dojo twice a week to learn from Akane’s father. I didn't think much of it since he had to keep up with his training.

It was one of those days where Ranma would go to the dojo to train with Akane’s father. Since you were bored out of your mind waiting for him to come home you decided to make some sweets to bring to Akane and her family to enjoy. As you finished packing the sweets you started  walking to the Tendo’s dojo. You noticed that there was no car parked in the driveway which made you wonder why Ranma would come if the Tendo’s weren't home. You still decided to go in just in case there was someone home. As soon as you walked into the home something felt wrong. You didn't think much of it since you just wanted to drop off the sweets and leave.

But you soon heard noises coming from upstairs. You thought that it might be a robber. Although you might not be an expert in martial arts, you still knew how to defend yourself. All you want to do is scare them away and make sure they don't take anything.

As you go up the stairs quietly, the sounds become louder and even familiar like you've heard these voices before … you walked closer to where you heard the noises. It sounded like giggles and slight moans and it was coming from Akane’s room. Then you realized that it was Akane and Ranma’s voices.

That can't be right, maybe they're just training in her room because her father wasn't home. He's my boyfriend and she’s my best friend. They wouldn't be doing such things behind my back right? You thought to yourself. As you walked closer you hoped it wasn't them.

You were at the door. 

The door was slightly cracked open as if they were in a rush to do something. You peaked in and saw a true horror scene 

Ranma was on top of Akane putting his dick inside of her

.

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You couldn't even think properly, you just barged in there not giving it another thought. They both turned around looking at me with terror in their faces. They finally got busted.

“Ranma …. Akane” You said in shock.

“No this can't be true. My eyes are playing tricks with me right? Please tell me this is a lie.” You said hold back tears.

They both stayed silent not saying a single word. I ran out the dojo trying to keep myself from crying. I couldn't bear the thought of the two most important people in my life backstabbing me. These thoughts just spun in my head. I bumped into Ryoga as I ran out the house. I guess he was heading to see Akane. All you could do is say sorry for bumping into him as you ran as fast as you could. You made it to your home that you once shared with Ranma you couldn't even think of anything. You were at the edge of an anxiety attack until someone grabbed you by the arm. You believed that it was Ranma at least trying to explain what happened but it wasn't he didn't even come running after you. Instead it was Ryoga, “you're a pretty fast runner” Ryoga said panting. You couldn't help but to smile with tears running down your face.

“Hey Y/n are you ok?” He asked with a concerned look.

“No Ryoga … im not” You said trying not to sound pathetic.

“Do you want to talk about it” He said in a calm tone 

You didn't even wait for him to ask, you just hugged him and cried in his chest. Him not knowing what to do he could just say comforting words to stop you from crying. After what seemed like an hour you finally stopped crying. Ryoga broke the silence. “Hey can you tell me what happened Y/n”. You hesitated to tell him because he would be heartbroken if he heard about Akane since you knew he likes her, but you knew you had to.

“I was going to drop off some sweets at the Tendo’s home and I found Akane and Ranma fucking in her room”. You said trying not to cry again

Ryoga couldn't believe it. “Y/n are you serious” he said.

“Yea I can't believe myself. Me and Ranma have been together for almost 2 years and this happens to me again and again. I always get my heart broken. When will I find someone who won't break my heart?” 

As you said that Ranma showed up with Akane out of nowhere 

Y/n can we talk 

“No! I have nothing to talk to you about, especially you Akane. How could you go behind my back and get with my boyfriend? How long have you two been seeing each other? They both stayed silent until Ranma said “For about a year now” in a guilty tone

“What so half our relationships had been a lie is that the reason you went to the Tendo’s house just to be with Akane and god knows what else you two have done”

He knew I was right 

“I don't want to have anything to do with both. Ranma we’re done, get your stuff out of my house and I never want to see your face again NEVER!” you said screaming at them in tears

Ryoga stepped in “Me too I never want to see you both again Ranma I thought you were a worthy rival but all you really are is a coward don't you dare come near Y/n or me, and Akane you are nothing but fake from head to toe.”

They just stayed silent not saying a word knowing that you and Ryoga are right.

Ranma just entered the home you two once shared grabbing all his belongings and just feeling guilty for how he treated you. He knew about all your past relationships but still did what the others did break your heart. As you saw them both leave you felt like breaking down. Ryoga just held you in his arms.

“I'm here for you Y/n.”

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“Hey Ryoga are you ok” You said concerned 

“Well I did like her before but I have someone else in my heart” he said.

“But who?” You asked

“You” He said kissing me on the cheek 

You just stood there not knowing what to say.

I know you might have a hole in your heart right now but let me be the one to make it whole.

After so many tries on love you finally found the one

(OMG this took me 2 days to finish but glad I got it over with. It's been so long since i've posted I kinda forgot I had this account (“▔□▔)/ hopefully I'll post more soon since I have been busy with school, but I hope you all enjoy this (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و !!)

[orbmanson7]

Me, every time I have the slightest struggle in life: voiceofnurse fics save me, voiceofnurse fics, save me voiceofnurse fics

[kentobb]

PRESAGE | CHAPTER SIX

Characters: Ushijima Wakatoshi x Female Reader

Genre: Angst ANGST Angst

Warnings: Foul Language and LOTS OF ANGST.

Author’s note: There’s a lot of Angst in this chapter. Beware.

Ushijima sat at the bar, his broad shoulders hunched forward as he nursed a glass of whiskey. The dim lighting cast shadows over his usually impassive face, revealing lines of worry and a vulnerability that Tendo had never seen before. Tendo, perched on the stool beside him, watched his old friend with a mixture of concern and curiosity. He had always known Ushijima as the unshakable pillar, a man of few words and even fewer outward emotions.

Tonight was different.

"Hey, Ushiwaka," Tendo began, trying to sound casual despite the knot of worry tightening in his chest. "What happened tonight, man? I've never seen you like this."

Ushijima took a long sip of his drink before responding, his voice a low rumble. "I kissed her.”

Tendo blinked in surprise. “Are you guys back together?”

"No, I just…" Ushijima said, his eyes fixed on the amber liquid in his glass. "It was a lot of things. Lots of emotions. I wasn't there when he was born. I wasn't there for any of it. I wasn’t there for her. And she only keeps pushing me away.”

Tendo let out a slow breath, trying to process the gravity of Ushijima's words. He had always seen his friend as an impenetrable fortress, someone who carried the weight of the world on his broad shoulders without so much as a flinch. But here he was, baring his soul in a way that was both heartbreaking and profoundly human.

"Listen, Ushiwaka," Tendo said softly, placing a hand on his friend's arm. “Everything may seem disastrous. But believe me when I say that things will get better.”

Ushijima looked up, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. "I don't know if I can do it, Tendo. She hates me, doesn’t want me to met him. What if he doesn't want anything to do with me? He's out there, growing up without knowing who I am. And I... I feel terrible about it. He deserves to know. To know his father."

Tendo squeezed his arm reassuringly. "You can't think like that. The important thing is that you try. He might be angry, confused, maybe even hurt at first. But kids are resilient, and they understand more than we give them credit for. He deserves the chance to know his father, and you deserve the chance to be in his life."

Ushijima nodded slowly, the weight of Tendo's words sinking in. "You're right. I have to try.”

Tendo smiled, a rare moment of seriousness in his usually playful demeanor. "Exactly. And remember, you're not alone in this. I'll help you however I can. You're like a brother to me, Ushiwaka. We'll get through this together."

Ushijima's stoic facade cracked, a small, grateful smile appearing on his lips. "Thank you, Tendo. I... I don't know what I'd do without you."

Tendo chuckled, the tension in the air easing slightly. "Well, you'd probably be a lot less entertained, that's for sure. But seriously, everything's going to be alright. We'll figure this out, one step at a time."

The next day, Ushijima stood outside your apartment, his heart pounding in a way it never had before a volleyball match. He raised his hand to knock, hesitating for a moment, then rapped on the door. Moments later, it swung open, your eyes widened in surprise, jaw nearly dropping. The argument you had the night before was still fresh in your mind, tension lingering in the air between the two of you.

"Ushijima," you said, voice barely above a whisper. "What are you doing here?"

"I need to talk to you," he replied, his tone earnest. "Is this a bad time?"

You glanced behind you, into the apartment, then back at him. "No, it's fine. Asami took Asahi to school. Come in."

He entered the apartment and quickly settled into the living room. Ushijima sat on the edge of the couch, his hands clasped together, while you sat across from him, expression wary.

"Y/N," he began, his voice low and steady. "I'm sorry for the outburst yesterday. I was overwhelmed... I didn't handle it well. But I need—“

You nodded slowly, eyes fixed on him, waiting.

"I want to meet my son," he said, his voice trembling slightly with emotion. "I need to. Whether or not I deserve it, it’s my right as his father."

A heavy silence fell between the two of you, one that made him shiver. He could feel the weight of your gaze, the conflict in your eyes.

"I'm scared," You finally said, voice soft but firm. "I'm scared of how Asahi will react. I want to protect him. He's... he's everything to me."

"Don't you think I want that too?" Ushijima's voice was raw with emotion, his eyes pleading with yours. "He's my son too. I want to protect him just as much as you do."

You stood firm, arms crossed protectively over your chest. “I understand that, Ushijima, but it’s not that simple…Asahi…Asahi is only five. He doesn’t know you. Bringing you into his life suddenly could confuse and scare him.”

“I can protect him, too,” Ushijima countered, his voice rising. “I’m his father. I have a right to be in his life. You don’t get to decide that on your own.”

You shook your head, tears welling in your eyes. “I’m not trying to keep him from you. I’m trying to protect him. He’s been through so much already. I don’t want to disrupt his life.”

Ushijima took a step closer, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. “Do you think I want to disrupt his life? I want to be there for him, to support him, to love him. But I can’t do that if you keep shutting me out.”

Your heart ached at the pain in his eyes, but your fear for Asahi was stronger. “You don’t understand what it’s been like. I’ve had to make all the decisions on my own. I’ve had to be both mother and father to him. And now you’re here, demanding to be part of his life, but you haven’t been here. You haven’t seen what he’s been through.”

“And whose fault is that?” Ushijima shot back, his voice breaking. “You never told me. You never gave me the chance to be there.”

Your tears spilled over, voice shaking with emotion. “You left me to make your dreams come true, you would have done the same thing with Asahi.”

Ushijima's frustration had reached its breaking point, and the words tumbled out before he could stop them. “I would have stayed for Asahi, not for you.”

The silence that followed was deafening. You stood motionless, eyes widening in shock. Your face crumpled as the weight of his words sank in, the heartbreak clear and devastating. You looked away, unable to meet his eyes, body trembling with the effort to hold yourself together.

The room seemed to shrink around the two of you, the walls closing in as the voices echoed off the surfaces. Your heart pounded in her chest, a mix of anger, fear, and sorrow.

In that moment, Ushijima realized the gravity of what he had said. The anger and frustration that had fueled his words evaporated, leaving only a hollow regret. He wanted to take it back, to tell you he didn’t mean it, Fuck, but the words lodged in his throat, refusing to come out.

Both of you stared at each other, the tension thick in the air. After what felt like an eternity, your voice, was barely a whisper. “If I had told you back then… you would have stayed, but not because you loved me. You would have given up your dreams, and you would have resented me. You would have resented us.”

Your words cut through him, each one a knife to his heart. You wiped your tears with a trembling hand, your eyes still fixed on the floor. “I wanted to protect Asahi, but I also wanted to protect you. I didn’t want to destroy your dreams. And now… now I don’t even know if I did the right thing.”

Ushijima’s throat tightened, his chest constricting with unspoken apologies. He had never felt so helpless, so trapped by his own emotions. The realization that his words had caused you such pain was a weight he didn’t know how to bear.

You took a deep, shaky breath, your voice steadier but still filled with sorrow. “You’re right, Ushijima. You need to meet your son. But it has to be slow. We have to do this carefully, for his sake.”

You finally looked up, but your eyes didn’t meet his. Instead, they focused somewhere over his shoulder, as if you couldn’t bear to see him. That avoidance cut deeper than anything else, a silent confirmation of the hurt he had caused.

“I’ll do whatever it takes to make this work,” you continued, voice devoid of its earlier strength. “But please, understand that this isn’t easy for me. I’m scared for him, and I’m scared for us.”

Ushijima nodded, though you weren’t looking at him to see it. He had gotten what he wanted—he would be able to see his son. But at what cost? The pain in your eyes, the heartbreak he had inflicted, made the victory feel hollow and tainted.

He wanted to say he was sorry, to reach out and comfort you, to take back the words that had caused so much damage. But the apology was stuck, the weight of his own guilt and frustration silencing him.

"I think it would be best if it happened in a place where he feels comfortable.” You began, voice steady but soft. “There’s this ice cream place he loves. It’s his favorite spot."

Ushijima nodded, sensing the importance of the suggestion. "That sounds like a good idea. I want him to feel at ease."

Your eyes softened, and for a moment, the tension between the two of you seemed to ease, or at least he thought. "It's called Sweet Delights. It's just a few blocks from here. We go there every Friday after school. Maybe... maybe you could meet us there this Friday?"

Ushijima smiled, a rare warmth in his usually stoic expression. "I’d like that. Thank you, Y/N.”

You nodded, "I'll talk to Asahi beforehand, let him know that there's someone special he’s going to meet. But I want you to understand... he's still a child. This is going to be a lot for him."

"I understand," Ushijima said gently. "I'll go at his pace. I just want him to know who I am."

"Alright," You said, voice shaky and painful, "Friday, at Sweet Delights. Around 4 PM." The pain in your tone was unmistakable.

"I'll be there," Ushijima promised.

Your face was turned away, but he could see the tension in your posture, the way your shoulders hunched as if trying to protect yourself from further hurt. The silence between was heavy, laden with unspoken words and raw emotions.

He took a hesitant step closer, his eyes never leaving your face. He could see the tears brimming in your eyes, ready to spill over at any moment. The sight of your pain was almost too much to bear. "Hey…” he began, his voice soft, laden with regret and desperation.

But you didn't look at him. You stood still, face turned away, every line of your body taut with tension. Ushijima reached out, his hand trembling, and tried to take yours. The moment his fingers brushed against your skin, you flinched and pulled away, the rejection hitting him like a physical blow.

You turned and walked to the door, movements slow and deliberate. When you reached it, you opened it wide, the gesture as clear as any words could be. You wanted him to leave. Without saying a word, you had dismissed him from your presence, from the fragile moment you had shared.

Ushijima took a deep breath, the air catching in his throat. His chest felt tight, constricted by the weight of everything unsaid. He took one last look at you, hoping for a flicker of something—anything—that would tell him you both weren't completely lost to each other. But you remained still, her eyes refusing to meet his.

With a heavy heart, he turned and walked out, the door closing softly behind him. The finality of that sound echoed in his mind, a poignant reminder of the distance.

Standing in the hallway, Ushijima felt an overwhelming emptiness settle over him. He had come here seeking a connection, hoping to start building a bridge to his son. Instead, he had inadvertently widened the chasm between himself and you.

He took a deep breath, the air feeling cold and thin. The emotions he had kept tightly controlled now swirled chaotically within him—regret, sorrow, anger at himself. He wanted to turn back, to knock on the door and say all the things that were trapped inside him. But the memory of your tear-filled eyes and the way you had pulled away from his touch held him back.

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Monster

word count; 979 – gn!reader who is shorter than Tendo

I had the idea to write two different reactions depending on the reader being either more extroverted or more introverted, feel free to read both or either option:)

It was raining outside, which made your little stroll to the vending machine all the more pleasurable. The sound of the little raindrops falling on the buildings, lawn and concrete was quite therapeutic. All because you were under a roof, of course, you were not as excited to cross the lawn in a minute to meet your boyfriend after his volleyball practice in this weather. Typical of you to never bring an umbrella.

You put in some coins, clicked the button and crouched down to pick up your strawberry milk before straightening up again and turning back around. Annoyingly enough, you were met with a startling wall. Two guys were standing a bit too close to just be in line for the machine, and the looks in their eyes were mischievous in a bad way. It’s the kind of eyes people say Tendo has even though all you ever see in them is endearment.

“You’re the one dating that monster, aren’t you?” one of the guys said while the other one huffed as if it was funny.

Tough extroverted reader

“Can I help you?” you asked back with a confused expression, not seeing any reason why you’d discuss your dating life with these guys. You opened the milk and took a sip before tilting your head to await their answer.

“We should be asking you that. Someone so pretty stuck with such a freak. What’s he threatening you with?” The guy kept talking, truly stepping on thin ice. You scrunched your nose and took another sip, not exactly comfortable with the situation but not wanting to leave without defending your boyfriend either.

“You jealous or something? I’ll let you know I’m perfectly happy with my dating life.” You take a step closer to the guy who apparently did all the barking. “And his name is Tendo Satori,” you said in a clear voice as if trying to burn the name into their brains. If they were going to call him a monster, it better be because of how he rules the volleyball court. You had half a mind to tell them that as well, but the moment was interrupted.

Their eyes were slowly cast in a shadow before they could respond. If only you could see the reflection in their eyes of your boyfriend’s smirk behind you. “That was pretty hot.” Tendo finally says after letting you answer them yourself. It startled you a little, before relaxing into his touch stroking down your arm. You leaned your shoulders back on his chest, a cocky smile on your face from watching the other guys lose their confidence. Tendo leaned down and obnoxiously kissed your cheek to make a point before lifting a hand towards the boys and shooing them away. “You heard them.”

“Whatever, weirdos.” They put on some tough faces that weren’t very believable, and you turned around to Satori while they scurried away. Being weirdos together definitely wasn’t that bad.

“Satorii,” you purred, happy to see him.

“I’m sorry you had to deal with that. Again.” He said, obviously trying to be aloof about it, but you could see through it.

“I’m sorry too,” you said with a soft smile, knowing he knew what you meant, before grabbing his hand and tip-toeing to peck his cheek. “I thought I was meeting you?”

“I know you didn’t bring an umbrella,” he answered, finally showing a genuine smile. “My dorm? I’ll make you something sweet.”

“Yes, my prince.”

Soft introverted reader

You felt your pulse quicken with angst, eyes not meeting theirs but rather desperately hoping someone you know would pass by. “Can I help you?” you asked carefully, wishing that if they had to talk about your boyfriend behind his back, they would do it behind yours too. A blind person could see you were not the confronting type.

“We should be asking you! What kind of freak are you to be dating that?” he said, a cruel comment that didn’t make the situation any more comfortable.

“I don’t think that’s any of your business,” you mumbled, avoidant as ever. Why would they care about your dating life anyway?

��Won’t you at least look at us with those pretty eyes, monster-lover?” the other one said, taking an unwelcomed step closer.

“He's not a monster,” you said, making an attempt at defending your boyfriend but still feeling tears brim your eyes from the confrontation.

Finally, you saw your salvation, like a stream of light finally peering through the clouds and hitting your face. The two boys were about to turn around when they saw your eyes lock on something between them, but were stopped as Tendo grabbed each of their shoulders and pulled them back, giving you space to breathe. “But I can be... if you ever make them cry,” he said in a goofy albeit frightening voice. His eyes crept from one boy to the other as if making sure the threat sank in before passing them and taking your hand to lead you away. He pressed a kiss to your knuckles while you walked before letting your hand go so he could open his umbrella and hold it above you. “I’m sorry you had to deal with that,” he said softly, trying to seem like he didn’t care about himself, just that you had to hear it.

“It’s okay. They were being shitheads anyways,” you huffed, anger seeping in now that you didn’t have to face them anymore.

“Ooh, language, baby.” Tendo laughed and looked down at you with adoration flowering in his eyes.

“Shut up,” you giggled, pushing your shoulder into his before tucking your arm around his closest arm so you could walk together even if he held the umbrella. Safe to say that anger dissipated quickly.

“I’ll treat you to some A-class cuddles for standing up for me like that. My dorm?”

“Yes, my love.”

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SUMMERBOY

+18!!! avisinhos: sexo oral, sexo em local público, dry humping(oh yeaaahhhh), spit kink, penetração vaginal, sexo desprotegido (NÃO FAZ🖕), sexo bruto, degradação, chorar no ato, size kink, reader menor que ele, meio angst, reader meio manipuladora, traição (reader é comprometida no início), pipe não se respeita💀, raso pq eu sou a cachorra mais preguiçosa desse calçadão, meus erros de digitação.

notinha: apreciem meu freestyle louco após viciar em uma musica. Espero que gostem! also, esse cara deveria me comer por pena vey😔 não revisado entao pfvr me perdoem se tiver erros.

Yeah, we're going nowhere fast

Maybe this time, I'll be yours, you'll be mine

Ah, get your ass in my bed

Baby, you'll be just my summer boyfriend (summerboy)

Felipe te admira de longe como sempre fazia. Nunca tinha coragem de chegar e realmente conversar com você, as vezes respondia seus stories, mas nunca engatava em um assunto, porque ficava extremamente sem jeito só de pensar em falar com você. E tinha mais um problema, você tinha um namorado. Um completo idiota, mas por alguma piada do destino ele conseguiu te conquistar.

Você era a melhor amiga da irmã dele que desde que se separaram com o fim do ensino médio e foram para universidades diferentes, você sempre passava as férias de verão com a família Otaño no sítio deles. Felipe tinha uma quedinha por você (da profundida de um abismo). Entretanto, como você era extremamente focada nos estudos e não dava muita moral para quem flertava com você, então, com medo da rejeição, Felipe nunca agiu.

Mesmo depois de todos esses anos, você ainda é a única que realmente mexe com o coração dele. Agora que ele te observava em uma das festas que eles davam para iniciar o verão animados, você era um benção para os olhos dele, usando um biquíni dourado fio-dental com lacinhos, que destacava mais ainda o seu tom de pele, as gordurinhas no seu quadril, o rostinho animado conversando com as suas amigas e, claro, para atrapalhar tinha o babaca do seu lado.

Afogado em mágoas, Pipe tentou se embebedar, mas ele já tinha uma grande resistência ao álcool, então, só ficou mais molinho e solto. Indo buscar mais cerveja na cozinha, parou ao escutar vozes agitadas.

"Você reclama de tudo! Elas são minhas amigas é claro que eu vou querer ficar perto delas."

"Mas elas são tão chatas"

"Não fala assim delas e vai embora! Eu não te quero aqui, seu filho da puta."

Quando Felipe viu o seu traste de namorado agarrar seu braço agressivamente, se meteu na cozinha, te puxando e colocando atrás dele. Você se esconde atrás das costas largas, com a mente nublada de tantos drinks e acontecimentos repentinos.

"Se você não for embora eu mesmo te coloco pra fora daqui." Disse com uma voz autoritária que você nunca tinha escutado ele falar.

O covarde amedrontado pela altura imponente do argentino e tom de voz, se afasta pedindo desculpa e dizendo que falaria com você depois. A verdade é que já estava planejando terminar com ele, era absurda a forma como era ruim em tudo no relacionamento de vocês.

Quando Felipe se vira para se certificar que você estava bem, sua mente já fabricava alguns cenários pecaminosos com o argentino.

"Me leva pra longe daqui, pipe." Disse ao pegar a mão grande, fazendo seus olhos mais perdidos e formou um biquinho com os lábios.

Ele era tão maior que você. Sua cabeça mal chegava no peitoral dele, as pernas longas dele pareciam ter o dobro de tamanho das suas e ele era tão fofo com aquele rostinho de garoto mesmo com aquele bigodinho falho. Você lembra quando uma vez viu ele só de toalha e sentiu a boca ficar seca ao ver o tamanho do volume. Não podia mentir, antes mesmo de começar a namorar já fantasiou sobre como seria passar uma noite com ele e fazer o que você quisesse.

Ao chegarem no quarto dele, você diz que quer ir ao banheiro, Felipe aproveita para fechar os olhos e se recostar sobre a cabeceira da cama. Ele se sentia tão cansado depois de passar o dia assando carnes e tendo que fazer sala para toda essa gente, agradecia mentalmente por você ter afastado ele do ambiente. Pipe abre os olhos ao escutar a porta do banheiro abrindo, parecia um sonho te ver no quarto dele. Você parecia são delicada comparada a tudo que te cerca, o cabelo cacheado bagunçados te dando um ar a mais de fofura.

Você sobe na cama observando os músculos do abdômen definido, mordendo os lábios pensando no que queria fazer. A calcinha do seu biquíni já se encontrava encharcada de tanto o ver sem camisa. Atrevida, engatinha até o mais alto fazendo questão de estufar seus peitos mais ainda e exibir as coxas reluzentes pelo bronzeador. Quando chega perto das coxas dele, se ajoelha e aproxima seu rosto dele, soltando um arzinho na bochecha corada do de olhos azuis.

"Você é tão lindo, gatinho." Disse tocando levemente o pescoço pálido dele, brincando com a correntinha de prata.

"G-gracias." Falou sem jeito levando as mãos a franjinha colocando atrás da orelha, tentando se distrair das reações que a sua proximidade causava. Seu rosto era ainda mais encantador de perto.

"Posso te dar um beijinho na bochecha?" Leva aos mãos as ondinhas na nuca do garoto, fazendo um carinho com a ponta dos seus dedinhos.

Quando ele assente bobinho com os olhos claros semicerrados, você deposita um beijo demorado no canto dos lábios dele, sentindo cócegas por conta dos pelos do bigode. Não satisfeita, você pega as bochechas vermelhas do mais alto e vira o rosto dele para o seu, unindo os lábios em um selar calmo. Hesitante, Felipe retribui, não fazia movimentos bruscos tentando não quebrar a atmosfera, as mãos descansavam sobre o colo tapando um pouco a ereção que teimava em surgir. Vocês não ousaram muito no beijo, só massageando os lábios, inclinando os rostos para achar o melhor encaixe e tentar sentir o máximo do gosto um do outro.

Quando você senta no colo dele, pressionando seus seios contra o peitoral, Felipe solta um gemido surpreso na sua boca. As mãos grandes do argentino começam a ficar mais atrevidas, ele agarra sua cintura com uma e entrelaçar os dedos nos seus cabelos com a outra. De vez em quando desce a mão para somente acariciar de leve sua bunda, mas nunca apertando.

O peso da realidade bate quando você se afasta para tirar a parte de cima do seu biquíni, expondo os peitinhos, que ele sempre sonhou em ver (e uma vez viu sem querer enquanto você trocava de roupa).

"A gente n-não pode, você tem namorado, eu-"

"Não é traição se você não meter em mim." Diz piscando os olhinhos fazendo manha enquanto acaricia os ombros largos. Começa a pressionar sua intimidade contra a ereção volumosa, dando pequenas reboladas. Quando ele respira fundo e relaxa, você percebe que ele já havia se rendido totalmente.

Iniciando devagarzinho, você esfrega sua intimidade mais vezes tentando achar a posição que tocaria seu pontinho do modo correto. Quando você acha o ritmo certo, joga a cabeça para trás, gemendo extasiada e arranhando de leve os biceps do argentino. Felipe acompanha seus movimentos mesmo por baixo, impulsionando os quadris contra os seus, simulando uma penetração. Conforme vocês ficam mais frenéticos, a cama começa a ranger e sua umidade transferir para a roupa do mais velho.

Com a intensidade aumentando, Você desamarra um lado da calcinha do seu biquíni e Pipe abaixa o short até ficarem nos seus calcanhares. O contato pele a pele faz vocês dois suspirarem alto, mais desesperados um pelo outro. Rapidamente, Pipe inverte as posições te deixando por baixo dele voltando a grudar os lábios nos seus, acelerando o ritmo e passando a esfregar mais a cabecinha rosa inchada na sua buceta, melando ainda mais o membro com sua lubrificação. Os gemidos de vocês eram abafados pelo beijo desengonçado cheio de língua.

Com o orgasmo se aproximando, ele abaixa a cabeça começando a mamar seus peitos. Alterna entre chupar os biquinhos eretos passando a língua pela pontinha, gemendo manhoso com a sensação gostosa dos seus peitos na boca e sua buceta molhada contra o pau dele. O mais velho se afasta para cuspir neles, logo em seguida chupa a própria saliva intensificando a sucção com um objetivo em mente. Quando ele retira a boca do seu peito, sente um sorriso crescer no próprio rosto vendo uma marca roxa começando a sugir na sua pele babada.

Sua bucetinha se contraia mais e mais ao redor de nada e o pau grande te sujava com gotas de pré-gozo. Sentindo que gozaria com mais uma passada da glande no seu pontinho, abriu mais as pernas e meteu a mão entre os corpos de vocês, pegou o pau do mais alto e enfiou só a cabecinha dentro da sua entrada pulsante. Com esse estímulo final, seus olhos reviraram com o orgasmo avassalador e Felipe soltou um gemido fino no seu ouvido, apertando a carne da sua coxa com mais força com o súbito aperto no pau dele, na medida que soltou jatos de porra quente dentro da sua buceta e também sujando ela por fora pela quantidade de gozo que saiu.

Let's get lost, you can take me home

Somewhere nice, we can be alone

Bikini tops, coming oh-oh-off

Dois dias depois, Felipe tinha recebido a notícia mais feliz do mundo, você finalmente tinha terminado. Ele poderia soltar fogos, parecia que o River tinha ganhado o campeonato. Passou a te mandar mais mensagens e conversar mais com você quando ia na casa dele, animado por tudo que o futuro prometia.

Não demora muito até a segunda vez que vocês ficam, quando a sua amiga sai de última hora e você fica sozinha com Felipe na casa luxuosa, não perdem tempo e vão para o quarto dele.

Felipe deitou na cama, chamando você com dois dedos para cima dele. Quando você ia sentar no colo dele para beijá-lo, ele nega com a cabeça e agarra suas pernas, fazendo você subir mais e mais no corpo musculoso até estar sentada na cara dele.

Pipe coloca a língua para fora e segura seus quadris, movimentando de leve, te Instruindo a se esfregar na cara dele. Parecia algo tão errado esfregar sua buceta naquele rostinho gentil, mas era tão gostosa a sensação dos lábios carnudos em contato com sua parte mais sensível.

Miados altos começam a sair da sua boca pelo jeito que ele parecia estar tocando todos os cantinhos da sua intimidade, chupava seu clitóris, chupava os lábios molhinhos e, as vezes, cuspia no seu buraquinho para em seguida recolher a saliva e espalhar pela sua intimidade. Não demora muito para o seu orgasmo chegar, apertando o rosto vermelho dele com as suas coxas.

Depois, vocês já se encontravam unidos novamente. Ao sair de cima do rosto do mais velho, desceu seus quadris até sentar na ereção inchada com o corpo inteiro deitado sobre o maior. Sentir o pau grande inteiro dentro de você, te fazia agarrar os lençóis e se remexer inquieta. Felipe não conseguia acreditar como você era apertada e tão quente, sabia que não duraria muito com a sensação da sua bucetinha engolindo o pau dele.

Quando vocês terminaram, ficaram abraçados por um tempo. Você acariciando o cabelinho macio e ele tocando cada parte do seu corpo, querendo lembrar desse sentimento para sempre.

Acariciando com as pontas dos dedos as belas feições adormecidas do garoto, sente seu coração errar uma batida com as familiares borboletas se mexendo no seu estômago. Tinha medo de se apaixonar por ele e no fim tudo dar errado. Vocês até que moravam relativamente perto um do outro, já que apenas a irmã dele decidiu continuar na cidade natal. Porém, o medo de ter seu coração quebrado era muito maior, sabia que se não desse certo entre vocês nunca conseguiria juntar os cacos do seu coração quebrado, passaria o resto da vida superando ele. Levantando da cama em silêncio, se veste rápido e sai do quarto com lágrimas nos olhos.

Don't be sad when the sun goes down

You'll wake up and I'm not around

I've got to go

We'll still have the summer after all

Quando Pipe virou para o lado indo te abraçar, só encontrou um travesseiro no lugar. Triste com a sua ausência, agarra a almofada e lembra que deveria ter paciência com você por causa do término recente.

Quando ele te manda mensagem durante a semana você não responde direito ou só diz que está passando tempo com a sua família. Ele não questiona, até porque você só vinha nas férias, então não iria interromper. Mas quando ele te chama para sair na sexta e você diz que não dá, Felipe sente um pouquinho de irritação, agora realmente parecia que você está evitando ele.

Por isso, decide ficar em casa jogando video game esperando se você ia mudar de ideia. Pausa o jogo para abrir o Instagram e sente o sangue ferver, a primeira atualização era uma da irmã dele postando uma foto em uma balada. E claro, você estava na foto sorridente com um cara aleatório abraçando sua cintura.

Felipe se veste rapidamente com as primeiras roupas que vê e sai disparado em direção ao bar.

Ao te encontrar, Pipe só te puxa pelo braço, ignorando suas reclamações e você falando que ele estava agindo igual um louco. Achando o banheiro mais próximo, ele te empurra para dentro e tranca a porta. Em seguida, agarra seu rosto, te dando um beijo bagunçados e desesperado. Você nem tem muito tempo para retribuir o beijo, pois ele se distancia e te faz virar de costas para ele, diretamente em frente ao espelho. Você apoia as mãos na pia, se preparando para levar a maior surra de pica só pela maneira que o argentino te tratava.

Felipe levanta seu vestido e cospe na mão passando na sua buceta que já tinha um pouco de lubrificação, espalha a saliva dele pelo seu buraquinho, enfiando um pouco os dedos para testar se você não ia ficar muito desconfortável. Felipe odiava se importar com seu bem estar mesmo quando você parecia não ligar para os sentimentos dele.

"Fica se comportando igual uma puta, eu vou te tratar como a putinha carente que você é."

Pegando o pau e punhetando um pouco se preparando para te penetrar, Felipe pressiona a cabecinha na sua entrada, metendo e tirando comprimento por comprimento, abrindo o caminho até você conseguir acomodar tudo dentro. Seu rosto se contorcia, sentindo seu interior se esticar para acomodar a pica grande que acertava todos os pontos sensíveis mesmo sem se mexer.

"Por favor, me fode, amor." Disse com uma voz entrecortada, sem ar por tudo que havia acontecido no curto espaço de tempo.

Não aguentando você o chamando pelo apelido carinhoso, começou a meter vigorosamente na bucetinha melada que quase espremia ele para fora. Grudando o rosto na lateral do seu, pega um punhado dos seus cabelos encaracolados e te faz olhar para o espelho, te fazendo assistir o membro comprido sair e entrar cada vez mais molhado da sua intimidade.

Felipe para os movimentos descendo bruscamente as alças do seu vestido, te deixando com os peitos expostos. Com as duas mãos, o argentino agarra a carne macia, usando como suporte para te empurrar no pau grande dele. Gemidos altos saiam da sua garganta pelo modo bruto que era tratada, ele te fodia com tanta raiva que seu corpo inteiro sacudia com a força das estocadas, já sentia que não conseguiria andar direito no dia seguinte. O mais alto grunhia com o rosto pressionado contra o seu cabelo cheiroso, o seu perfume e sons fez lágrimas brotarem no canto dos olhos dele. Te quis por tanto tempo e após ter um gostinho não conseguia se contentar com tão pouco. Tinha medo que talvez você nunca fosse realmente amar ele.

Felipe te força olhar pra ele através do espelho, sempre que seus olhos iam fechar, o mais alto puxava seus cabelos com mais força te fazendo encarar ele com o cenho franzido e a soltar mais choramingos, implorando para ele fazer algo mais e te levar para o orgasmo. Sentindo as bolas tensionarem prontas para despejar gozo dentro de você, Pipe diz: "Pode se tocar, perrita, que eu não vou te fazer gozar."

Choramingando triste, leva os próprios dedos ao clitóris inchado, estimulando de qualquer forma, já que no seu estado qualquer atenção ao pontinho era capaz de te levar a um clímax.

Quando ambos conseguem regularizar a respiração, Felipe começa a acariciar seus cachos, ajeitando alguns que ficaram bagunçados pela atividade intensa. Ele olha seu rosto rosto ruborizado e decide que lutaria por vocês dois, faria de tudo para conquistar seu amor. Tentando te ajudar a se arrumar, ele vai ajudar a subir seu vestido e percebe que as alças estavam arrebentadas. Sentiu o rosto esquentar pela vergonha de ter feito algo tão bruto no momento da raiva.

"Mierda, arrebentei seu vestido, desculpa."

Cobre você com o casaco marrom dele, tentando te deixar mais decente com a parte da cima do vestido arruinada. Sai do banheiro de mãos dadas com você atrás de água para hidratar a princesa dele.

Pelo resto da noite vocês ficam abraçados em um canto, conversando sobre tudo e nada, trocando selinhos de vez em quando. Ao ver ele com você no colo, a irmã dele arqueia a sobrancelha e Felipe dá de ombros, não se importando com quem vê vocês.

No fim, você pede desculpa dizendo que não sabe como reagir ao que vocês estão fazendo. Felipe diz para aproveitarem o verão e quando chegasse a hora de dizer tchau, poderia decidir se quer ficar com ele. Ele faria de tudo para sua resposta ser sim.

Hey there, summerboy

Let's go for a drive

Take me for a ride

Never gonna close our eyes

Vocês se viam quase todos os dias. Saíam para encontros românticos, caminhadas, passeios e também para fazer nada na casa um do outro. Todos ao redor estava super felizes por finalmente juntos. Mas isso incomodava Pipe, porque vocês não estavam namorando de fato e talvez ele só saberia a resposta no fim do mês.

Era o último fim de semana das férias de verão, ele estava decidido, dessa vez você não escapa.

Por isso, marcou com você de irem para uma praia distante e ele tentar te ensinar a surfar. Iria tentar te convencer até o último minuto. Após muitas tentativas engraçadas de te por de pé na prancha sobre as ondas e você só conseguir uma vez, foram assistir o pôr do sol na areia macia.

Ele estende um lençol, se deitando e te puxando para cima dele. Você descansa a cabeça no peito quentinho pelo calor do verão. Seu coração transbordava de amor pelo garoto atencioso e carinhoso, seu corpo se arrepiando quando as palavras "eu te amo" passaram pela sua cabeça.

Querendo demonstrar todos seus sentimentos por Pipe, deixa beijinhos tímidos no pescoço dele, passando as mãos pelo cabelo castanho claro e admirando os olhos lindos com a luz do sol de fim de tarde relfetida. Deu um beijo intenso nele, que agarra seus cabelos retribuindo as carícias. Com o clima esquentando mais ainda, você começa a rebolar contra o volume crescente na roupa de banho dele.

Vocês removem as roupas desesperadamente, logo em seguida Pipe pega mais um lençol na bolsa que ele preparou para o dia na praia, cobrindo vocês dois.

Felipe inverte as posições, te deixando por baixo dele deitando você no lençol que colocou sobre a areia, com uma mão agarra seus cabelos e a outra desce serpenteando pelo seu corpo parando pra apertar seu peito e logo em seguida descendo até o meio das suas pernas. No primeiro momento, Pipe agarrou a região inteira com a mão enorme pressionando estrategicamente o dedo do meio na sua fenda e esfregando um pouco, a estimulação te fez soltar um miado surpreso.

Felipe começa a esfregar círculos precisos na sua bucetinha, sabendo te tocar do jeito que você gostava. Os dedos grandes te torturavam, na medida que ele te fodia um pouco e quando você estava perto, ele retirava para brincar com seu clitóris. Frustada, reclamou com um biquinho que ele não te deixava gozar.

"Essa bucetinha gulosa só vai gozar no meu pau hoje, bebita." Disse enquanto dava tapinhas nas suas coxas enquanto removia os dedos do seu interior.

Sempre parecia um encontro de almas quando ele metia tudo em você, mesmo com a pontinha cutucando seu cervix de uma forma que ardia, sentia que estava completa quando estavam juntos. Os corpos de vocês produziam sons estalados ao se chocarem, misturado com os gemidos altos e sons das ondas se quebrando no fundo, lágrimas surgiam nos seus olhos.

As estocadas frenéticas perdiam a precisão, Felipe franzia o cenho com a boca aberta, acelerando mais e mais aproximando ambos do orgasmo.

"Olha pra mim, princesa, lembra quem te faz sentir assim." Pegou seu pescoço te enforcando de leve e te fazendo manter o contato visual. Não conseguia desviar os olhos por nada, completamente apaixonada pelas aquarelas azuis.

Levou dois dedos a sua boca te obrigando a chupar, retirou os dígitos levando até acima da sua entradinha, que fazia um barulho molhado conforme o pau entrava e saía, então começou a esfregar seu clitóris beliscando vez ou outra. Quando sentiu sua buceta soltar mais líquidos acompanhada de contrações rápidas com um grito agudo seu, se permitiu gozar soltando o líquido quente diretamente no deu útero.

Regulando a respiração, beijou sua testa, sua bochecha, a ponta do seu nariz, depois seus lábios e se afastou para memorizar sua carinha feliz pós-sexo.

"Fica comigo, amor, só comigo." Diz quase ao ponto de chorar e implorar para você escolher ele.

"Yo te amo, Pipe." Disse levantando sua cabeça para deixar um beijo no rosto radiante do seu novo namorado.

Yes, I've got my

I've got my summer, summerboy

deixarei essa foto no fim pra dizer que ele nao tem bunda🖕🖕🖕 (eu tbm nao mas só queria xingar ele)

[hiraethwa]

one summer day

09 disconnect. where an unbridgeable distance stretches between you and ushijima

<< 08 to be human. | >> 10 epiphany.

pairing: ushijima wakatoshi x reader a/n: a short one now, the next one is like 5k words hehe - ave word count: 1.8k warnings: angst! miscommunication tags: @lemurzsquad @daisy-room @integers -- (inbox me if you want to be added to the tag list)

you surprised yourself with the creativity of your own excuses to avoid wakatoshi. group study? you can’t, you need to practice for orchestra. lunch? chika from orchestra wanted to go over some pieces with you. walking you home from school? eita’s got it, you have homework to go over together anyway.

as oblivious as ushijima is at times, you are quite sure he is onto you avoiding him. 

you can’t go on like this forever, you had decided back then. it’s one thing when the person you are in love with doesn’t see you that way — you expected nothing from him in that way, but it's another thing completely when he didn’t tell you that they lost in nationals.

he can’t go on expecting you to open up to him when he won’t do the same. when he won’t treat you as a close friend like you do with him. he knows your secrets but what do you know of his? 

it’s a purely give and take friendship, and you realize how ironic it is, being the one to cut it off, considering he is the one who only gives and you are the one who only takes from him. how can you give if he does not want to take?

you have accepted that it was a one-sided pining, but you thought you were friends. and selfishly, you wanted to be the person he turns to when life knocks him down. you wanted to mean something to him, even if that meant just friends. what does he think of you if you weren’t worth his honesty? what is your worth in his eyes then? you didn’t want to know.

how am i supposed to live knowing the answer to that when i started living because of you?

and so like a coward, you ran. 

at times like this, you are grateful for the fact that you are not in the same class as ushijima. 

semi became your shield, the wall between the two of you. the morning after you stayed over at ushijima’s dorm, you had run into tendo and semi while leaving. 

“this never happened,” you told them before heading home. and semi, having guessed for a while of your feelings towards ushijima, hurried to catch up with you. he had noticed the anguish carved into the lines of your face. 

you kept your silence, but he pestered you until you broke. you cried, squeezing your eyes shut at a feeble attempt to keep your tears in. your silent sobs wracking your frame that felt so small in his arms. and all he could do was hold onto you tightly, rubbing your back to comfort you.

your voice came out in a broken whisper, “semi, it hurts.”

that kicked his protectiveness over you into overdrive. “what did that bastard do?” 

you only shook your head quietly, tears soaking his jacket as you held onto him like your life depended on it.

at the slightest discomfort you show in ushijima’s presence, semi would usher you away, or stop him from approaching you. after three weeks of tension and hostility between the two, or more like hostility on semi’s part and confusion from ushijima, you relented. 

you didn’t want to be the cause for a fight in the volleyball team, and with semi’s hotheadedness, it was more than likely to occur in your absence. 

“it’s not his fault, semi.” you started, hugging your knees. that day, you found yourself sitting on the little concrete ledge outside the classroom with him to hide from ushijima. 

“he used you and you’re saying it’s not his fault?”

“what– no! it wasn’t anything like that!” you had fumbled with words at his misunderstanding. 

“i just don’t think he care about–” you shook your head. “he doesn’t treat me as a friend. not in the same way i do. and i don’t understand why. why he bothered being there for me if he doesn’t see me as a friend.” why he put my heart back together just to be the one to shatter it. you blinked rapidly, willing your tear ducts to listen to you. 

“oh, y/n. well he’s a shithead for that.” he nudged you with his shoulder. “say the word and i will punch him for you.”

“as if you would win that fight,” you sniffled, letting out a small laugh at his attempt to cheer you up. 

“oi, how could you say that? i am on your side here.” he squatted in front of you pouting. “c’mon we need to get back to class”

he offered you a hand as he rose. “thanks eita” you grabbed his outreached hand and dusted yourself off. 

back to the trenches you went. life goes on. you had once thought that you would rather have all of him as he is right now platonically than romantically, but life has a strange sense of humor. it hurt and hurt and hurt. and oh gods, will it ever stop?

“do you want to talk to him?” semi had asked you only once, a few days after he found out what happened between the two of you. you had only shaken your head and muttered something about “not wanting to find out”. he dropped the topic after that, respecting your decision, but still running interference whenever ushijima comes up. 

for your sake, he didn’t try to push you to do anything you were uncomfortable with, even if the situation was slowly deteriorating and quickly spinning out of control. what he didn’t tell you was ushijima’s growing irritability showing through at practice to the point that coach washijo told him to get his shit together. 

the curt and polite captain had descended to snapping at the younger players a handful of times when his patience ran thin. with the compounding factor of you avoiding him like a plague, his controlled composure is slowly reaching its limit. 

ushijima did not understand what he could have done to have you keep your distance from him. he was frustrated that he could not even try to talk to you with semi stopping him at every opportunity. what had he done so wrong that you are refusing to speak to him?

unable to figure out the problem on his own, he had spoken to tendo to get his opinion on the matter. tendo had suggested that perhaps it is the fact that you had stayed over in the same bed as him, which is something only two people in a relationship do, despite being only friends, and that he had tarnished your honor. 

then one day at practice, tendo announced that he had a good idea to get you alone with ushijima to talk things through, and so the plan was hatched. 

as tendo knocked on the door and pushed it open, he sees you for the first time in a few weeks, frozen like a deer caught in headlights. tendo had managed to squirrel the location of the classroom where the orchestra practice was held out of semi, and is now requesting the president for permission to speak with you privately. 

the short haired girl hesitates, but ushijima steps forward, “please, it is important.” at his words, she appears stricken, and torn between agreeing to their request and respecting yours. she knows that you have been avoiding him. hell, the whole year knows. 

she relents under pressure. ushijima is cognizant of his good looks, and his effect on girls in general. he knows of the fans he has garnered through his time in shiratorizawa, and strongly dislikes that most of them come to support him at games because of his looks, and not his skills. he has heard the whispers and the stares and his fair share of oh, he’s so hot’s and the i wish he’s my boyfriend’s throughout the years. but sometimes, it comes in handy, like right now.

his eyes stay on you, noting the resignedness on your face as you gently put the violin down on your seat that was right in front of the conductor. the glare you throw towards the short haired girl from earlier makes him chuckle under his breath. 

you march out towards a secluded archway, not bothering to check if he is following, but of course he is. he follows you closely, eyes taking in your moving form with detail. from the extra inch that your hair had grown in the last month and the specific ash brown of your hair that he had missed finding strands of on his clothes to your head moving side to side, looking at everything but him. 

“what did you want to talk about?” you waste no time in getting straight to the point.

he has to admit that it hurts for you to treat him like some stranger you had to deal with and go back to whatever you were doing, but if tendo is right, he deserves it. 

“i wanted to apologize.” he says, watching the fire in your eyes flicker before you looked away, feigning nonchalance.

“what for?” you shove your trembling hands deep into your pockets, far, far away from his watchful eyes. you hate it. you hate the way he sees through you so easily. 

ushijima hesitates then, hoping to the gods who are listening that tendo is right, “for having you stay over and share the bed with me even though we are not a couple.”

“i’m sorry, what?” you let out a laugh of disbelief. all the different directions you had thought this conversation would go, all of them ending in either tears or shouting, you did not see this one coming. “you thought i what?”

you lick your parched lips, “you thought i was avoiding you for something as insignificant as that?” all your overthinking and sleepless nights for him to come to this conclusion?

his eyebrows furrow at your words. “that is not the reason you–”

“absolutely not.” you cut him short, teeth gritted at your own foolishness, of secretly hoping he would come to the realization on his own, and maybe, maybe you can go back to how things were. 

noticing your kouhai poking her head out from the classroom back down the hallway, you take that as your cue to leave. “now if you will excuse me, i need to get back to practice.”

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[cognitivelypartiallyfurnished]

"On and about with the hq-boys"🛫Masterlist

Basically this is just fluff related to any kind of airport situation.

status: ongoing

taglist: mostly g!reader, relationship, all characters are aged up, after timeskip, breakup (Tendo), angst (Kita and a bit with Suna)

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Sakusa Kiyomi: “Lets go home. You´re freezing and I don’t want you catching a cold.”

Kita Shinsuke: “you make me proud, you know that right?”

Asahi Azumane: “No, please don’t stop, I like the sound of your voice!”

Hinata Shoyo: “My friends get so annoyed by how much I talk about you sometimes”

Tendo Satori: “look what I made for you! Do you like it?”

Nishinoya Yu: “Your cuteness is making everyone stare. Stop it.”

Iwaizumi Hajime: “I’m not going to get sick, you baby. Just let me hold you.”

Suna Rintaro: “I thought you knew that you´ve always been my favorite.”

Kuroo Tetsuro: “Any time without you is far too long”

Yaku Moriosuke: “Quit smiling at me like that, I cant form a proper sentence like that.”

Kenma Kozume: “I wanted to surprise you.”

Kageyama Tobio: “I’m only doing it because you’re cute”

Terushima Yuji: “I´d never turn down a kiss from you.”

Akaashi Keji: “You know I’ll always be here, right?

Miya Atsumu: “yer so damn beautiful, baby. I can`t believe you´re all fuckin mine.”

Ushijima Wakatoshi: “Do you want me to stop?”

Tsukishima Kei: “Even when you´re annoying the fuck out of me, I still love you”

Oikawa Torou: “You deserve better, lucky for you, I am better!”

Bokuto Koutaro: “I’m one hundred percent sure you’re all I think about.”

Miya Osamu: “My heart feels so full with you”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

[todorokis-girl]

Masterlist

Request are OPEN

My Rules

Writing Plan

My Hero Academia

I Never Knew You Were Alive - Soulmate AU (Dabi)

Chapter I: So it starts Chapter II: A late arrival Chapter III: belive of be doomed Chapter IV: What are we doing? Chapter V: Last minute encounter Chapter VI: Deciding to fall in love with you

Weird things I write:

Bakugou and Y/N getting together

One shots:

Shattered Boundaries- (Midoriya x Reader - Hurt)

Let's talk about the Caffeine addiction - (Kirishima x reader - Comfort)

Requests:

No feelings of Loss (Dabi - hurt/comfort fluff)

Ashes (Dabi - Angst/Fluff)

Shinso, Hawks and Dabi with an oblivious reader (Fluff)

A Cozy Afternoon for a busy hero (Hawks - Fluff)

Hidden Sparks (power loader, fluff)

Haikyuu

Multipart

That's Really not what I meant (part 1) (part 2) (part 3) - Kuroo Tetsurō Getting Back Together with your ex? (part 1) (part 2) - Suna You left me stranded and I wanna fall in love again (part 1) - Atsumu

One shots

A world of failed sets (Kageyama - hurt) Healing together (Iwazumi -comfort). Can you stop? (Sugawara - hurt/comfort) Week 1 - (Oikawa Tooru - comfort) A world of failed Sets (Kageyama Tobio - Angst) I just wanted to help… (Osamu Miya x reader) Kiss-Proof and Bokuto Approved - (Bokuto x influencer reader

Confession series:

Honestly, I didn't even think about that (Kuroo) On a collision course (Tsukishima) It's never too late for this (Tendo) I celebrate by being honest with myself (Kageyama) A long time coming (Bokuto) All on up stream (Kenma)

Request

A moment of gentle care (Sugawara - Comfort)

Bungo Stray Dogs

One - Shots

It's MY body (Chuuya x reader)

Dangerous Attraction (Dazai x reader)

Shadows of Deceit (Tachihara x reader)

Lessons in Shadows - (Tachihara x reader)

The Middle of a War - (Chuuya x Reader)

Lovesick - (Dazai x Reader)

Standing Tall - (Chuuya x Reader)

The Sound of Rain - (Junichiro x reader)

Comfort - (Akutagawa x reader)

Dr. Stone:

One shot:

Welcome to the Stone World - Senku Ishigami

Mix fandom

Drabble

How he is (mixed fandom)