#terushima yuuji oneshot

[hatsukeii]

Terushima and his stupid tongue piercing. He likes to act all nonchalant and cool with it, like he wasn’t about to shit his pants at the piercer’s when he saw the needle lining up with the little mark his piercer made on his tongue. When he realised that just the toothpick making the dot already felt…odd, it was already too late to turn back.

“Can’t believe you’re actually doing this.“

Terushima glared at you, then hunched in resignation. He knew it deep inside, he was a total bitch when it came to pain.

“If you need to, you can hold my hand until it’s done. Makes it easier.”

He took the offer with grace, hand shooting out to grab yours. The needle inched closer to his tongue, and his piercer began to say the dreadful words.

“Now, breathe in through your nose.”

He squeezed his eyes shut, his hand gripping yours so hard his knuckles began going white.

“Ow, too tight! It hasn’t even gone through yet, chill out!”

And then his mind drifted to you, who laughed and told him he definitely could not handle it, even if he wanted the tongue piercing, so bad. You, who watched him almost piss himself getting his ears pierced half a year ago. You, who were sure that he would probably piss himself for real if it was a needle going through any other part of his body. Honestly, he wasn’t even sure why he told you in the first place, it wasn’t like you two were any closer than casual acquaintances anyways. All he wanted was aftercare advice, seeing that you had piercings plastered all over your ears, and a couple more on your face. He did NOT ask to be underestimated, and he definitely did NOT ask for you to be with him during this piercing session. Well, game on, bitch.

He inhaled, deep, and let his breath out all at once. This was it, this was his big “fuck you,” because he could handle it, and he would show you. As the needle stabbed through his tongue, possibly the worst pain of his life hit him right in the face, worse than getting spikes hurled at his head, or missing a dive and getting second degree carpet burn. So much worse. His mind went blank as his eyes finally peeled open, before all the blood in his body drained.

His final vision was of you, laughing your ass off, and his piercer, visibly concerned, before a million needles jabbed into body, and he lost consciousness, barely feeling your hands attempting to hold him up and slap him awake as he lolled sideways into the chair.

Nevermind, game so not on, bitch.

(Every time you overhear or see Terushima hit on a girl by showing off his tongue piercing, you walk up just to make fun of him passing out in front of you and his piercer. He swears you hate him, and want him to be alone forever. You just don’t want him hitting on other people.)

author’s note:

super short and super dumb but i refuse to believe terushima was nonchalant through his tongue piercing session because LOOK AT HIM BRO like people make him out to be so hot and sexy and cool and i disagree yes the tongue piercing is hot but he was NEVER that cool he definitely had a hard time getting it LMAOOO

anyways this isn’t really like any sort of romance tbh apart from the little bonus line i added at the end it’s just a dumb scenario i thought of at the train station yesterday but i fully stand by it ngl

tags!!

@chuuya-brainrot @starlysama @fiannee @bailey-reeds

ok see u soon with an actual fic love u guys bye bye

[tsuehiro]

And it's all fun and games

'til somebody falls in love

Pairings :: Terushima Yuuji x F!reader

Synopsis ; Terushima planned to get you with his game and somewhat, he succeed.

Word Count = [ 1.805 ]

Song name :: Carousel

NOTEs!!

i wasn't active for almost a year so i'm sorry about that, i had to deal with school and stuff

i'm planning to write more often now that i'm uploading this

aaand back again with the lyric series lol

even if he's not much of a playboy in normal series in Hq, he's like that in this fic

hope u like it!

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Enjoy while reading! ♡

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Terushima Yuuji who is known as a playboy, your best friend, your crush, your classmate, your neighbor and all.

You knew it at the very start of your friendship that he'd flirt with you too if he can't find anyone to flirt with after all. You knew he wasn't serious. He wouldn't listen to you even if you'd say ' don't flirt with me, do whoever you find in school or something Teru '

Other than that, it was fun being with him. He was funny and sometimes crazy, y'know.

One day, you guys were in his house, studying for an upcoming test. Mostly you were studying though, he was sleeping near you.

" Hey! Don't sleep you stupid! Hey, hey!! Wake up Teru! "

You tried multiple times but he didn't listen to you like always.

" Let me sleep,, we can always study later y/n-chan.. " he pouted and continued his sleep.

You looked at his face. Sighing, you made your way to his bed. Taking the blanket, you slowly put it on him.

After some time, starting to get up, you felt a hand in your wrist.

" Don't go y/n-chan "

" I need to, it's getting late Teru. "

He shakes his head, opening his eyes a little.

" Just stay over, your mom wouldn't say anything, right? "

You nodded slowly. Your parents got along too so. He pulled you to his embrace.

" Hey! What are you doing?! "

" Trying to sleep duh, what else? Let's just stay like this, shush. "

" But it's uncomfortable and we're literally on your chair. What if someone comes in? It's- "

" And? We're friends!~ It's literally nothing to care about y/n-chan.. "

You thought about his words, it was true. You guys were just friends, it was stupid for you to think he'd fall for you one day. Feeling a little bit sad with the feeling in your chest, you put your head to his shoulder.

" Fine, you stupid. Just don't complain about it when you wake up. "

He didn't spoke and you didn't move. Closing your eyes, trying to sleep while he hold you tightly.

[ Some weeks later ]

You two talked less and less after that day. It was nothing really weird or new for you. He was only talking about his new girlfriend. ' he really did choose that girl to play with? pfft '

You'd still try to look after him though. Somehow, it was becoming your routine when he finds someone new.

Simply, walking silently to school with him, giving him notes cause he probably didn't listen or was in practice, being sure if he had lunch, checking his after school practice and lastly walking back home with him silently.

One morning, he didn't walk with you. It wasn't okay because you thought he was asleep and waited him like half of an hour which made you late for your class. Well there he was, in class, not looking at you in the eyes while you got scolded. After the morning classes you couldn't find him at lunch or with his teammates, which was really odd. You checked everywhere, even asked his teammates but they said they didn't know.

It went on like that, he wouldn't walk with you nor talk with you.

Then someday, you went to rooftop, just to see the two of them, the girl he was talking about days ago, sitting together, snuggling each other while one feeding the another.

But..

He never really shared his food with you.

It got you shocked that you couldn't even move or blink.

You run to the bathroom, tears forming your eyes. Washing your face quickly, not wanting to let some tears run down from your cheeks. After going to class and settling down, you put your head down to the desk covering your face with your arms. ' It's been a month and a half, how come they didn't break up yet?? He didn't even lasts his relationships over a month.. I thought he was.. It's all fun and games for him, h-how.. ' you continued to think, not caring about last classes or the teachers anymore.

He wouldn't notice your behavior at first. He'd think you were just getting yourself busy with the tests. He noticed it when he broke up with the girl and trying to talk with you. You were pushing him away or not talking with him. He'd try again and again till you let your feelings out.

" Hey y/n-chan! Wait for me!! " you didn't.

" Heyy, sup!! Can you give me this classes notes? I couldn't get them from others. " you did gave your notes but not directly to him.

" Did you eat your lunch y/n-chan? " you didn't answer.

" Let's walk together y/n-chan! "

" Why don't we do that together? I saw it in a video! " you ignored him.

" I didn't get this subject y/n-chan, let's study together?? Yes? No?.. Okay.. " you didn't answer again.

He'd always try but you didn't let him at all.

One day after school, when everyone was leaving, he pinned you at some lockers. You can tell he was mad and tired.

" Okay y/n! Why are you not speaking to me at all?! I've been trying to get your attention like for a whole two damn weeks! "

You didn't look at him after his words.

" So? Why don't you just speak with others like you did the past months? "

" What are you talking about? You were the one who ignored me the whole two weeks, how can that be my fault?! "

" Not your fault?! " You turn your head to his.

" You made me late to my classes, running around for you to make sure you were fine and you freaking didn't tell me you were having a serious girlfriend?! How.. How can you be so-,, so careless?! "

" A serious girlfriend? " he chuckled.

" You must be kidding y/n-chan, i'm never really serious with anyone. They're all some games that fun for a time. You're my childhood friend, you should've know that! "

" How can you find this funny?! I'm serious! I don't care about us being childhood friends anymore! I can't stand you or your fake girl things!! " you said while feeling the tears now coming your eyes.

" I didn't knew you'd be this stupid and weird y/n! I just- "

" Stupid, weird?! You can't call me stupid you jerk!! You know that you have no other friend than me to asking some girls names.. or you don't have anyone to study test or exams! "

Your tears rolled down from your cheeks as he looked at you in shock.

" Hey, okay okay, calm down- "

" Don't tell me to calm down after doing so many things to effect me like that! I don't deserve your mean behavior! I hate you, Terushima! I literally hate you that i can't stop my feelings for you, you jerk! "

You cried and punched his arms weakly to get away while he listened everything you said and trying to calm you down.

" I.. I just don't get it! How can you be reckless towards me?! How can you find it funny to play with them?! "

" I- I'm sorry.. It was just.. I don't know, you know i'm just playing and it's all fun and games- "

" 'Til somebody falls in love.. For real and with some kind of a boy like you.. I just- I hate you Teru "

You guys stood like this for some time.

" Let me go, will you? It's really awkward and stuff. " he took his hands down.

' so he didn't really cared about my confession, huh? How stupid of me.. Well i'm late to home anyways ' you took your bag from the floor and started to walk away..

It happened all too quickly. Firstly you felt some hands on one of your shoulders and one of on neck, secondly your hands were on his chest and lastly his lips were on yours.

His eyes were closed but you were just staring at him with your wide eyes.

You pushed him away and closed your mouth with your hand.

" What are you doing Terushima?! How could you do that- "

" What? You just confessed and i turned your feelings back. Why are you so shocked then? "

You punched back of his head.

" You dumbass! You.. You should've just told me you were feeling the same! That's not how things work! "

" But- "

" No buts! Why would i believe you though huh? You broke so many girl's heart till now. Don't play with me, i won't let you so. "

You started walking away, blush forming on your cheeks. He run up to you and just pouted.

" The last one was the fakest one though y/n-chan! I did it for your attention. "

You just continued walking.

" Why would i believe you? Everyone, even me, knows you as a playboy. "

" Because! Uh.. i did it for your attention because some of my my teammates said that you were liking someone from class 2-4. So i thought i could get your attention with the other girl. I actually did it for us but you know it only made us apart for some time. "

You sighed. " You're really stupid sometimes, you know that right Teru? "

He pouted again and you chuckled at him.

" How come you didn't broke up with her after a month? "

" It was part of the plan heh.. You knew I broke up with the girls after a month so i asked her to pretend a little longer, that's why. "

You nodded while both of you continued to walk.

" So we're dating right? " he said, looking at you, smiling.

" Hm not really, you didn't ask me out yet Teru "

" Then.. Uh it's weird to ask this question for real but uh, would you like to be my girlfriend? "

" Yeah i'd like to but i don't really trust this relationship, we'll see after a month so. "

He nodded and tried to hold you by your shoulder but you were already in front of your house.

" See you tomorrow, Yuuji " you said while walking towards the door.

" See you too, babee " he said while waving at you, smiling brightly.

You can feel the heat coming from your cheeks while closing the door after you quickly.

' stupid yuuji! ' you thought, smiling to yourself.

[lizzy06]

Johzenji Fic Recs!!(Tumblr/AO3/Wattpad)

Haikyuu! Fic Rec Masterlist

JOHZENI

Terushima Yuuji x Reader

[juusauce]

MASTERLIST

Here are the following oneshots I made. For my aus please check my carrd or Twitter acc.

credits @celcero

Disclaimer: This is a fictional story. Names, characters, locations, and incidents are all made up by the author and are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locations, or people, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

If you hate my ship, please stop reading; I don’t want to block readers, so please be respectful.

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Most of my works are in my AO3 account

Police Station (Terushima Yuuji)

[ao3feed-iwaoi]

Tsukiyama Oneshots

Read this masterpiece on AO3 at https://ift.tt/ijqX29N

by liammarieee

Tsukiyama Oneshots.

Please enjoy.

CHPT 1. FLUFF

Words: 745, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!, ハイパープロジェクション演劇「ハイキュー!!」| Hyper Projection Play "Haikyuu!!" RPF

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Terushima Yuuji, Kozume Kenma, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Tsukishima Kei, Tsukishima Akiteru, Konoha Akinori, Akaashi Keiji, Hinata Shouyou, Hinata Natsu, Bokuto Koutarou, Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tooru, Kageyama Tobio

Relationships: Tsukishima Kei/Yamaguchi Tadashi, Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Shimizu Kiyoko & Yachi Hitoka, Yachi Hitoka/Yamaguchi Tadashi, Akaashi Keiji & Bokuto Koutarou, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru

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Flowers in Bloom - Connected by Fate

Prompt: flowers that bloom when you touch your soulmate

Pairing: Terushima Yuuji x Seijoh Girls’ Captain Reader

Tw: insecurities, feelings of inferiority, mistaken identities, an emotional breakdown, platonic intimacy

Word count: 5.7k

AN: TBH, I’ve been in a really weird place these past few months and I am so sorry for disappearing. This is the first thing that I’ve been able to finish since November, hence my temporary hiatus. I couldn’t resist joining this collab with the @celestialarchiveshq and my fingers are crossed for more updates of Escape Plan. Until then, enjoy ! 

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*****

One more. 

You slide, right arm outstretched, your hand in a fist as you feel sweat-slick legs burning against the ground. 

Just a little further.

Biting down on your lip, the sound of the ball hitting the floor supplemented the sound of your world crashing around you. (E/c) eyes watched as it bounced once, twice, until the whistle blew - signaling the end of the match. Slamming your fists on the ground, your team-mate and vice captain, Akemi, stood over you. “C’mon Capt, let’s line-up.” 

You look at your setter, giving her a stiff nod as you push yourself off the ground. You join the rest of the girls in teal as you stare at your opponents. Nobody really expected you to win. Not against Niiyama. Not against the prefecture’s favorites. You glared at Mayumi, the setter who led Niiyami. Her name every bit as defining of her play-style. Mayumi’s bright smile was blinding as she clapped the back of her teammates. 

You bow with the rest of your team, shaking hands with the Niiyama Queens.

“Perhaps at Spring Tourney,” Mayumi said, holding your hand in her callused ones. “Your serves are getting better.”

The corner of your lips twitch as you nod at her. “I’ll win next time, Mayumi.”

Her eyes sparkled. “I can’t wait to see your next attempt then, (L.Name)-san.”

Your coach calls for you, Akemi tugging on your arm once more. Mayumi’s brown eyes turn to Akemi. “Your technique is getting better, Akemi.” 

Akemi’s grip tightened on your arm, it was clear that she felt the same way with the compliments feeling like a slap to the face. “We’ll beat you next time, Mayumi. Now, if you’ll excuse us.” You both bow to the other captain once more before heading to rejoin your girls. “You know she’s just trying to rile us up.”

“Don’t I know it,” you scoff under your breath, patting her hand. You take a breath before you survey your teammates. They all looked battered, exhausted. It’d been a rough two sets against them with your team not even taking one. Glancing back at the score-board, irritation filled you. The whole time, you were only a few steps behind Niiyama, but it was clear that there was still work to be done. Clearing your throat, you drew your girls’ attention. “You all did an incredible job out there.”

Your libero burst into tears, grabbing your arms, “(Nickname)-san, I’m so sorry. If I had tried harder, I could have recovered more balls and-”

“Don’t.” You pull your arm out of Akemi’s grips, grabbing Ena’s cheeks - your thumb wiping away her tears. “Ena, you did incredible out there. This defeat doesn’t fall on any one person.” Your eyes scan the rest of your teammates as you raise your voice slightly to be heard over the ambience of the court. “We stand on the court as six, not just as one.” A whistle blew as the next team raced in. “C’mon. If we hurry now, we’ll probably be able to catch the rest of the boys’ match.” 

The rest of the girls nod, leaving the gym to head towards the Sendai City Gymnasium. You tug your teal jacket on, hoping that it’ll safeguard you from your own self-depreciative thoughts. Akemi stayed behind, squeezing your shoulder. “I’ll go with them.” The empty question hung in the air. Don’t you need time to grieve? You squeeze her hand before resting your head on it. 

“I’ll be fine.” Swallowing, you take a deep breath. “What kind of a Captain will I be if I can’t be there in front of my girls?”

“Human.” Akemi muttered, but allowed you to pull free and race towards the gym with the rest of the team. 

The loud calls of “Ole!” filled Sendai Gym as you all entered the stands, the girls’ perking up at the familiar cry. They all raced down to the very front of the stands, leaving you to watch at the entrance to the seats as Oikawa landed another powerful serve. 

“No-touch Ace!” Ena cheered, her mood brightening significantly at the sight. Your mouth felt dry as you glanced at the scoreboard. It was to no surprise that they were doing better than you had. Both teams typically made it to the semifinals, but it was apparent that this time would be an exception. Your heart clenched at the realisation that this game may have very well been your last. 

Akemi glanced up at you, seeing your lip quiver. She gave you a stern look, nodding at you. Nodding at her, you spin on your heels and race away. 

Too busy, too many people. You growl internally as (e/c) eyes dart around searching for sanctuary from the hustle and bustle of the tournament. You find yourself near the locker-rooms, the hallway void of life. Back hitting the wall, you slide down as you bury your face into your arms. Molten hot tears escaping from their prison as the last brick of your self-control came tumbling down. Shoulders shook as aggressive thoughts continued to batter at you.

What kind of Captain am I if I couldn’t even keep the ball in play?

Am I even an Ace when I couldn’t smash through those blocks?

“Hey, are you okay?”

Your blood froze as you glanced up at a blurry figure in yellow and red. He crouched closer to you, directly in front of your face. “I’m fine,” you huff, sniffing. 

“Right, cause that’s the only reason why you’d be sitting in a hallway by yourself crying.” The soft tenor of his voice was soothing. “So what’s got you all teary-eyed then, princess?”

You roll your eyes, wiping your tears with the back of your hand. “Don’t call me that.” 

He chuckled, shrugging his shoulders. “If that bothers you, I could always call you babygirl.”

For some reason, your heart skipped a beat at the thought. 

“Why not just call me by my name,” you fired back. 

“Well, I’d need to know your name in order to do that.” He cocked his head to the side. “Unless, you wanted me to know you.” 

Shaking your head, you relax your shoulders ever so slightly. “I’d rather let you be a face lost in the crowd to be honest.”

“Then I’ll call you princess and you can just call me your knight in shining armour,” he teased, plopping down beside you. “So what’s got my princess crying today?” Almond eyes scanned your jacket and jersey. “I’m assuming you played today.” 

You snorted, “if you meant, did I get viciously defeated by my own lack of skill, then yes, I definitely did.” 

The male frowned, eyeing you. “If you made it to the quarter-finals, I highly doubt you don’t have skills.” He wrapped an arm around you, tugging you into his side. You try to push off, not wanting your tears to stain his yellow jacket only for him to pull more insistently. “It’s okay to be upset about a loss, and it’s okay to be emotional about it. But don’t put the blame all on yourself.” His thumb rubbed against your shoulder. “Besides, after this, you can focus on putting that energy towards improving yourself for the next time.” 

“If there is a next time,” you mutter, taking in his rich woodsy scent. 

“Well there won’t be if you think like that.”   

 Sitting in silence, his words washing over you. Your sorrows, your self-deprecating thoughts, disappearing as if they were footsteps in the sand and his statements the ocean’s waves erasing them from existence. 

His phone vibrated, rumbling against your hips. 

When had you gotten so close to him? 

“That’s probably my team.” He turns towards you, a calloused hand cupping your cheek as his thumb wiped the glistening silver remnants on your cheek. “Keep your head up, princess, don’t let that crown fall.” Brown eyes met (e/c) eyes, drawing you deeper into his spell than you had anticipated. His warm breath hummed against your lips. 

Why were you leaning in? 

“Oi, Terushima!” He flinched away, drawing back abruptly as the door slammed open. “OH shit, my bad,” the imposing male apologised, backing away. “We’ll meet you outside, Capt!” 

“Sorry,” Terushima grumbled, shaking his head. “I’ll see you some other time, princess. Hopefully you aren’t crying then,” he teased before getting up and dusting his pants before making his way out - your eyes following his back. Taking a moment longer to compose yourself, you too stood up and made your way back to the stands.

“So where’d you end up?” 

“Nowhere,” you grumbled as you met Akemi at the entrance to the stands once more. The setter was leaning against the wall, arms crossed as she patiently waited for your arrival. “Where are the rest of the girls?”

“They met up with the rest of the volleyball team while we’re waiting for the others to get out of the locker-room. Did you wanna go grab dinner with the boys?” 

“We’ll grab dinner with them tomorrow after they beat Shiratorizawa,” you reply, confidence ringing in your heart. “C’mon, let’s get the girls so that we can shower and change out.” 

You turn only to collide into solid, muscular planes, causing you to yelp. Arms shot out to steady you, helping you. “Are you okay?” Looking up, eyebrows furrowed in concern. 

As you open your mouth to respond, a call of your name drew your attention away. “(Nickname)-chan!” Your best friend sang, pompously making his way to your side with a forceful smile on his face. “I didn’t hear you cheering for me today,” he pouted, throwing his arms around your shoulders and pulling you out of the ace’s grip. “Ushijima.” Oikawa cocked his head, his smile slipping into a smirk. “Checking out the competition?”

Ushijima tilted his head, raising an eyebrow at the captain’s antics. “Why would I be scared? Aoba Johsai has yet to take a set from us.” 

Oikawa’s grip on your shoulder tightened. “We’ll see how confident you are tomorrow when we crush you,” he sneered. “C’mon, (Nickname), let’s go.” Akemi rolled her eyes as Oikawa dragged you away towards your teams, muttering an apology to Ushijima before following suit. 

“You’re so rude to him,” you roll your eyes at Oikawa.

“Like you wouldn’t be if you saw Mayumi all over me,” Oikawa retorted. 

“Touche.” You sigh, making it to the Seijoh teams. “C’mon ladies, let’s go get changed and we’ll head out for the night. Good job out there, boys!” 

With final murmurs of departure, the girls slipped away towards their locker-rooms in order to shower.

*****

“Captain, your flowers!” 

“Huh?” 

You jolt, looking at your forearm. The buds that had yet to bloom all these years finally have, splatters of violet and blue encompassing your (skin-tone) flesh. The other girls crowd around you, staring in mixed responses of awe and inspiration - all in various stages of undress.

“Who is it?” Ena asked excitedly, bouncing on the balls of her feet. 

Staring at it, your mouth dries. Who could it have been? Ushijima Wakatoshi, the one who caught you? Any of the team-members on the Niiyama team? Perhaps even someone from the Date Tech team who you’d played earlier in the day? Or maybe even the guy who you picked up the bentos from for your team’s lunch? 

“I...I don’t know,” you mumble, mouth dry. You look up to see their faces. Pity and confusion filled most of their expressions. Clearing your throat, you throw on a tattered navy hoodie. “If you’re finished changing, please feel free to leave.” 

The snap of metal shook most of them out of their reverie as you closed your locker, throwing your bag over your shoulder. Akemi remained beside you as the rest of the girls finished up, quickly filing out though some threw furtive glances over their shoulders as they departed. 

“You okay, Cap?” 

“I’ll be fine, ‘Kemi. You should head out, I’m sure you’re tired.”

Akemi rolled her eyes, bumping her shoulder into yours. “I’m sure you’ll find each other again.” 

“Mmhm.” 

“G’night, Cap. See you tomorrow.”  

Rolling up the sleeve of your hoodie, you stared down at the ink. The gods really wanted to test you today, didn’t they? First by placing you in the same bracket as Niiyama, secondly by taunting you with your other half only to rip them away with barely a hint to their identity. It’s not like soulmates had matching flower tattoos, nor who could say with confidence that they knew exactly who their soulmate was unless they both knew when their flowers had bloomed? 

“You met your soulmate?” Oikawa grinned, noting the colourful display on your arm. The male was standing patiently under the street-light waiting for you. Iwaizumi had headed home first, citing exhaustion and an eagerness to sleep to prepare for the upcoming match. “Who is it?” 

“Fuck if I knew,” you shot back angrily, stomping towards him. 

His face drops, “what?” 

“I don’t know who my soulmate is, Oikawa.” You push past him, pulling your bag closer over your shoulder. “If I knew, I would have told you already dumbass.” 

His face drops, forehead creasing in concern. “Are you okay?” He says in a low voice, easily catching up to you as you both walk out of the gym.

“Does it look like I’m okay?” 

You look into the darkening sky, the violet hues reminding you of the ink that marred your skin. The permanent reminder that you had met your soulmate only to have lost them just as soon. A star danced across the sky. I wish I could meet my soulmate again.  

Oikawa eyes you carefully, for once at a loss as to what to say. You both remain quiet, only giving one another a tight hug at the crossroads where you’d turn to head to your respective homes. You squeeze each other tightly. Him, to comfort you for your disappointing day. You, to congratulate him for his wins and to wish him luck in tomorrow’s match. (E/c) eyes meet brown as you each give one another a nod. 

Tomorrow will be life-changing, you promise one another.

******

The final whistle blew once more, calling the end for another game. Another person’s career ending here on this court. 

“(L.Name)-san.” 

Surprise ricocheted through your body as you looked up to greet whoever had called your name. Above you, a looming figure of muscle entered your field of vision. “Ushijima-san?” 

“May we speak in private?”

Chewing on your lip, you look over at Akemi who shrugged before disappearing into the crowd towards the rest of the Seijoh boys. The rest of the girls had already gone ahead, slipping into the mass of teal in order to comfort their counterparts - just as the boys had done the night before. As soon as the match had ended, you’d all race down in order to greet the challengers.

Clearing your throat, you straighten your back in an attempt to match Ushijima. “What is it you wanted to talk about, Ushijima-san?”

He shifted on his feet. “I believe that we are soulmates.”

Your brain short-circuited. “Wait, what?”  

Ushijima rolled up his maroon sleeve, showcasing the hues of red and pink on his bicep - a gladioli flower. “My flowers bloomed and I noticed it after I helped you from falling.” His eyes fell onto your forearms, noting your own violet bouquet. “Did that bloom yesterday as well?”

Tongue heavy in your mouth, you could only nod. Ushijima? Ushijima Wakatoshi? One of the top aces in the country was your soulmate? Just how cruel were the fates? Not only was Ushijima the sole reason why your best friend failed to make it to nationals, but he served as a reminder to your own failures in your volleyball career. 

Ushijima hummed, the deep baritone shaking you out of your reverie. “Being that we are soulmates, I suppose this is the time that I ask for your contact information.”

“My, my contact info?”

He cocked his head, brows furrowing. “Yes, we should get to know one another, shouldn’t we?”

“Right!” You fumble for your phone, pulling it out and handing it to the ace - the phone looking small in his massive palms. He carefully inputted his number, calling himself before handing the device back to you. 

A shout of his name drew his olive eyes away from your form, a reminder that you both were still in Sendai City Gymnasium. “I need to go prepare for the award ceremony.” He looks back down at you. “I will contact you later to arrange a date.”

“Right,” you repeat, forcing your head into a nod. Ushijima bows at you before heading back towards the rest of his team. The girls escape from the boys, rejoining you at your side.

“What did Ushiwaka want with you?” Chihiro, one of the second year middle-blockers, asked, looking between you and the lumbering ace. 

“He’s my soulmate.”

“What?!?” Various cries filled the air, calling for more eyes to fall upon the group as you try to hush your team. 

“Both of our flowers bloomed yesterday, and he knows for a fact that his bloomed after he touched me.” 

“Congratulations Cap!” The girls drew you into a hug, all squeezing together. Only one person stood apart from the group, waiting patiently for her own turn. As the team withdrew, chattering about soulmates and how lucky you were to have found yours, Akemi made her way to you. She grabbed you by the biceps, resting her forehead against yours - both of your eyes fluttering shut at the intimacy of it.

“I’m happy for you, (Nickname).” 

Your throat constricted at the familiarity of her voice. “I appreciate you, ‘Kemi.” 

Akemi had been there for you ever since you had both joined the volleyball team at Kitagawa First. Just as Oikawa had Iwaizumi, you had Akemi. An ace with their setter. You stay close to her for a moment longer before pulling away and clearing your throat. “We should go take our seats for the award ceremony.”

The first years grabbed your arms, pulling you with them as they asked you about your soulmate, how you were feeling about being mated to THE Ushijima Wakatoshi. Akemi watched quietly for a moment longer before joining the group as you made your way towards the Seijoh section of the stands. 

Of course, the congratulations were quick to end as soon as your favourite setter found out what had happened.

“Ushiwaka is your soulmate?” Oikawa screeched, his face red as his voice jumped several octaves. “Are you fucking kidding me?!”  Oikawa scowled, glaring at your bluebells as if they were to blame for your predicament. It’s funny how people always looked to place the blame on things that were only involved as an unhappy circumstance.  

“Hey! It’s not like I asked for this, Oikawa.”

He crossed his arms, narrowed eyes meeting yours. “Are you sure? Because it sure seems like it,” he sneers. “Of course you’d be mated to my mortal enemy, wouldn’t you?”

Iwaizumi smacked Oikawa over the head, face darkened with irritation. “Why can’t you just be happy for (Name)? You know they’ve been stressing about this.” 

Oikawa rolled his eyes, crossing his arms and huffing. “Fine. If Ushiwaka is your soulmate, then you better be ready to comfort him when I beat him at Spring Tournament”

“Oikawa,” Iwaizumi warned threateningly, rolling his sleeves up.

“And I’ll beat his ass if he ends up hurting you.”

Iwaizumi paused before looking back at you. “Same though.”

Rolling your eyes, you dragged the two into a tight hug. “I love you two, too.”

“More than Ushiwaka?” Oikawa asked cheekily, holding you close to him.

“More than Ushiwaka,” you confirmed, giggling while you patted his back affectionately. No matter who your soulmate was, that will never take away from your relationship with your best friend. 

*****

“Hey there princess!” You jolt, looking up to see a grinning male waving at you while he approached you. “Fancy seeing you here.”

“I didn’t expect to see you anytime soon,” you reply, amused as he stands in front of you, hands stuck in his pockets. 

The male shrugs, jerking his head in the direction he’d just come from. “I have college prep down the street from here, and I’ll sometimes go to the cafe afterwards just to hang-out.” He scruntises you carefully. “What brings you here?”

You readjust your bag, looking at the cafe that you’d just left. “I was meeting with my soulmate.”

Terushima paused, looking back down at you. “Your soulmate, huh?” He cocks his head. “Why don’t you seem more excited?”

Freezing, you take a moment to consider his words. Did you seem that bored? “I am excited!” You defended yourself.

He leans in closer, almond eyes meeting yours as he examines you. A shiver shoots down your spine due to the close proximity. It almost felt like he was able to see right through you - right to the deep center of your very existence. “If that was the case, wouldn’t you be leaving with him? Or her?”

Heat flared in your cheeks as you whipped your face away from his. “That’s none of your concern.”

“Why wouldn’t it be?”

“Huh?”

Terushima cocks his head, a smirk sliding onto his face. “I’m your knight-in-shining armour, princess, and I refuse to let you be unhappy even if it’s because of your soulmate.”  Huffing, you turn away from him and start the journey back home. Terushima chuckled softly, easily catching up to you. Ignoring him, you think back to your date.

All around you two, the cafe was bustling with life. Across the room, a rowdy group of boys were heckling their friend. Your finger tapped against your cup as you and your companion sit quietly. 

“What-” “How-” 

You and Ushijima both stop in your tracks, looking at one another.  

“You can go first,” Ushijima offered.

“No you.” 

Another awkward silence settled over you two. Your eyes wander, falling on another pair - evidently also on a date. But they looked so happy with one another, easily finding themselves in one conversation and losing themselves during it. Shouldn’t it be easy? After all, you were soulmates, right?

Swallowing thickly, you meet olive eyes that shine with acknowledgement. He gives you a slight nod. “Perhaps we should start at the beginning?” He offers,waiting for you to nod before continuing. “I am Ushijima Wakatoshi, a student at Shiratorizawa. I enjoy volleyball and plan on making it my career.”

The corner of your lips twitch into a faint smile. “Hi Ushijima-san. I am (L.Name, Name), a student at Aoba Johsai. I also enjoy volleyball and I hope that I can be involved with it professionally.”

At least we have that in common, you think to yourself.

Sipping from your cup, you resign yourself to the fact that it might take time for the two of you to act like ‘proper’ soulmates.

“What’s got you all twisted up?”

“What?”

Terushima rolls his eyes, kicking a rock out of his way. “Like what’s bugging you?”

“I don’t think we’re close enough for me to tell you that,” you tease, bumping into his shoulder. 

“I mean, I am your knight-in-shining armour for a reason, right?” Brown eyes carefully watch your features, waiting for your reaction. 

You remain quiet for a moment longer, pearly whites digging into your bottom lip. “So much for being lost in the crowd,” you mutter to yourself. Sighing, you look up into the sky to avoid making eye contact with the unruly male beside you. “I had my first ‘date’ with my soulmate and to be honest, it wasn’t what I imagined. Like, I always thought it’d be easy for us to hangout and just be with one another, but it almost...felt like a chore.” 

A heavy weight slipped off your chest as soon as you said it, words dragged to your lips from the deepest, darkest part of your heart. Voicing your concerns felt liberating, validating to say the least. 

Terushima remained silent, his gaze still on you. It delved deep into you, stripping you bare under his scrutiny. Your fingers fiddled with the volleyball keychain on your lanyard, squeezing it as if to distract yourself from the emotional havoc you’ve reaped on yourself. 

“Y’know, soulmates or not, it’s still a relationship. It’ll take time to develop into whatever you hope it is, and you don’t have to define it as a traditional ‘romantic’ relationship if that isn’t what suits you and your soulmate.” Terushima shrugged, fists clenched in his pockets - hidden from your view. 

Pausing, you look at him. “Have you found your soulmate, Terushima?” 

He jolts out of his thoughtful stupor, casting his gaze back onto you. He offers you a small smile. “Yeah, and she’s absolutely incredible.”

For some reason, your heart hurt hearing that. Tongue heavy in your mouth, you barely manage to choke out a “I’m happy for you.” Looking up to search for a distraction, you were both pleased and sad to find that you’d arrived at your bus station. Though you barely knew him, you found yourself drawn into conversation with him. “Well, this is my stop.” Terushima opens his mouth to say something only for your bus to pull up. “Catch you on the flip-side, Terushima.” You offer the male a small smile before boarding.

“Yeah, you definitely will,” he murmurs to himself, waving to you as your bus departs. You sink into the seat, eyes fluttering shut as you massage your temple. This soulmate thing felt like more trouble than it was worth.

*****

“Hey, it’s you!” 

Turning, you raise an eyebrow at the persistent male. The bouncing yellow-clad figure was oddly reminiscent of a Mikasa volleyball. “Terushima?”

“In the flesh,” he responded cheekily, bowing to you with a huge flourish. Embarrassment filled your body as you scowled at his antics. 

“What are you doing here?”

“What does it look like?” He jabs a thumb into his chest. “About to beat Karasuno in order to play against your boys.” 

“Is that so?” You smirk. “Well, I look forward to watching you play then.” 

His grin becomes almost comically wide. “Hey, find me after the game. I have something to tell you.” 

Raising your eyebrows, you nod softly. “You better win, Sir Knight.”

“With you in the stands, I definitely will,” he responded cheekily. A call of his name dragged his attention away from you. “I better hear you cheering for me, princess!” He pressed his lips to your cheek before darting away, disappearing before you even had a chance to react. Your fingertips grazed the spot where his lips had touched your skin, electricity coursing through your veins from that second of contact. 

What on Earth was he thinking? You shake your head, making your way to the stands where Akemi was waiting for you. “What took you so long?”

“An annoying Teletubby stopped me in the hallway,” you rolled your eyes, before looking around the stadium. “Should we get closer?”

Akemi shrugged, “why not?”

The two of you made your way down to the rails, watching as the Karasuno team warmed up. “They’re definitely not what you’d expect,” you mused as you surveyed the various members. “These are the guys who beat Date Tech?” 

Akemi shrugged, “don’t underestimate them. They didn’t do too badly against Oikawa during Interhigh too.”

The whistle blew with Karasuno serving first. “Damn, that’s a nice serve,” you comment as you watched the samurai-looking male serve. 

“Man that’s intense!” You heard over the roar of the audience, your eyes immediately finding Terushima. 

“Chance ball!” Karasuno cries, only for your eyes to widen.

He couldn’t-

Terushima slams the ball back towards their court, a powerful back attack that sent chills straight down your spine. Leaning against the railing, you couldn’t help but watch his figure as he jumped around. Just who exactly was your knight-in-shining armour? Your lips quirked up into a smile as you watched Terushima jump in glee. 

What a dork, you thought fondly. 

Beside you, Akemi carefully watched your expressions - her own considerations deeply veiled. These past few months, she’d listen to you go on dates with Ushijima only to return dissatisfied with the progression of your relationship. But now, seeing this sparkle in your eye, she couldn’t help but wonder if the two of you had been mistaken after all. 

She cleared her throat. “Do you know him?”

Your eyes never left Terushima as Akemi’s question invaded your mind. “Vaguely,” you respond finally. “He’s always shown up in unexpected places.”

Akemi hummed, falling silent as she turned back to the match. Her lips pulled up. “I see.” 

As the game progressed, you couldn’t help but be drawn to Terushima. He played as if volleyball was his oxygen, his very purpose of life. The way he moved, it was clear that he was made for the sport, though his more outlandish actions filled you with more amusement than admiration. You howled with laughter when Johzenji attempted to do the synchronized attack, desperately holding onto the railing to steady yourself. Akemi rolled her eyes, chuckling under her breath. She shook her head, a hand hovering over your waist as you wiped away your tears. 

“That was too damn funny,” you admitted. 

Terushima’s eyes found you in the stands, his smile brighter than a summer’s sun. He waved, causing a sudden shyness to wash over you. Giving him a small wave back, Terushima looked like a puppy who finally got the attention it had been begging for - tail practically waving for all to see. After taking a few deep breaths, you settled back into watching the rest of the match. 

*****

“There you are!” The familiar voice called out to you, pulling you towards him as if you were two magnets. 

“You played so well out there!” You grin, though you couldn’t help the snide remark. “Too bad you couldn’t beat them.”

“Oi!” he pouted, crossing his arms. “All that matters is that we had fun, right?”

You raise an eyebrow, “sure about that?”

He sighed, shaking his head. “Nah, I wish we made it to the next round.”

“Exactly.” You both stand there quietly for a moment. “What is it that you wanted to show me?”

“Oh!” He gulped, fingers playing with one another. “C’mere.”

“Wha-”

You were cut off as Terushima yanked you towards an empty hallway. The two of you had been standing in the main lobby of the gymnasium. 

“Why are we here?” You scowled, ignoring the ambush of emotions and shocks that coursed through your body at his touch. 

“Promise me you won’t be mad?”

The sheer vulnerability in his voice had you reaching out to grab his hand, automatically agreeing. “I promise. What’s going on, Terushima?”

“You’re my soulmate.”

“What?” You stare directly into his eyes, head shaking slightly. “What do you mean?”   

He gulps, sighing before he pulled down the collar of his jersey to reveal pink and red camellias. “These bloomed after the first time that we met.”

“Wait but, Ushijima?” Shaky fingers reached out, freezing just millimeters away from the painted skin. “How do you know for sure?”

Terushima shrugged, tongue sweeping across his bottom lip. “You were the only person I touched that day.” 

“I-”

Terushima gently grasped onto your wrist. “I know you and Ushijima were seeing each other for a bit, but I promise you, I’m not lying. I know you’re my soulmate.” 

“Terushima…” Tears welled up in your eyes. “Why didn’t you say something sooner?”

He shrugged, “I wanted you to get to know me for me, not just because I was your soulmate.”

You roll your eyes, shoving him in the chest. “You’re the dumbest person I know.” 

“Why’s that?” 

“Because I could have been spending this time with you instead of going on dates that feel like they’re going nowhere and making me feel worse about myself.” 

His face split into a grin, his body relaxing. “So does that mean..?”

You roll your eyes, grabbing his hand in yours. “Yeah, dumbass, you’re really stuck with me now.” 

He chuckles, bringing your hand to his lips. “Princess, I’m more than okay with that!” 

*****

“Y’know, I’m not sure if thinking Ushijima was your soulmate is worse, or if this is.” Oikawa grumbled, eyeing the pierced male beside you. Oikawa covers his mouth with one hand in a stage whisper, “you know he’s a player right?” You roll your eyes. It wasn’t like that actually helped to hide his words, causing Terushima’s grip on your hand to tighten slightly. 

“You think anybody would be a terrible match for me,” you retorted. “Besides, people think you’re a player too, Oikawa.” 

“Yeah but at least I’m cute!” Your best friend argued.

Terushima offers you both a smirk. “I think of a few dozen girls who would say that I’m pretty attractive myself.”

You glare at your soulmate, easily freeing your hand from his. “Maybe you can have those girls instead then, Terushima.” 

“Wait-”

Turning your body completely, you shut Terushima out of the conversation as you and Oikawa chat about your futures, arms linked with one another. Terushima’s smirk becomes a smile as you throw him a flirty wink over his shoulder. Though he hadn’t really gotten to know you quite yet, he already knew that you were both meant to be. After all, the flowers on his chest and the flowers on your arms said as much and now that you had both really found one another again, you had the rest of your lives to figure out just how compatible you were.

*****

BONUS

“Has (Name) talked to you yet?” Akemi asked, standing beside the impressive ace as they surveyed the scene together. 

They watched as (Name) pushed her best friend off, laughing at his antics only for Terushima to take this opportunity pull him towards her, throwing an arm over her shoulder and tucking her into his side. 

Her (e/c) eyes twinkled like the lone moon in a violet sky, bright and captivating to watch. Pink lips pressed to her forehead, causing that light to shine even brighter. 

Akemi glanced over to the ace who had a blank expression on his face. “What’s on your mind?”

“I did not think that we were soulmates. Not truly.” 

“Oh?” 

Olive turned to meet brown, meeting her directly. “You knew all along.” 

 Akemi shrugged, giving him a soft smile. “Perhaps.”

“Why did you not say anything sooner?”

“How could I convince my soulmate that he was going after the wrong person?” 

Ushijima offered her a rare smile, bowing his head. “Ushijima Wakatoshi, your soulmate and the fool for thinking someone else was mine.”

She grinned, bowing back to him. “Akemi Sato, the person who allowed their soulmate to think otherwise.”

“Shall we go somewhere?” 

“Let’s.”

*****

FUN FACTS

🌸 (Name) has bluebells for her flowers. They signify gratitude and are associated with everlasting love and constancy. In Japanese, they represent ‘gratitude’

🌸 Terushjima has camellias which convey gratitude and love. Pink camellias represent longing and red signifies that a person can ‘hold a flame in [my] heart’. In Japanese, they represent ‘waiting’

🌸 Ushijima had the gladioli, which were the flower of the gladiators. Symbolising strength and moral integrity, they can also represent infatuation and passion. 

🌸 Akemi means ‘beautiful and bright’

🌸 Mayumi meants ‘Elegant, beauty, truth’

*****

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[dememetor]

i miss writing so here’s the first part of an iwaoi crackfic cheers 

2:00 am shenanigans

characters oikawa tooru, iwaizumi hajime, bokuto koutarou, kuroo tetsurou

warnings none but they make out and i say fuck sometimes

"Are you sure this is gonna work out?"

"Oh yeah, definitely," Kuroo nodded wisely.

"Mhm," Bokuto crossed his arms.

Oikawa looked up at both of them. It's been a while since they'd all met up here at Oikawa's place to try and solve his little problem. However, the clock on the wall just above Kuroo's head had just struck 2 am and the entirety of their lengthy brainstorming led them up to this.

"So," he took a deep breath, "what you're saying is that all I need to do is make out with some guy, you will then take a picture of us, sneakily, as if it were taken on some kind of a party, and send it to Hanamaki, who will then proceed to show it to Mattsun, and then, consequently, the whole team will know about it because the two of them are, with all due respect, massive snitches."

Bokuto grinned and motioned for him to continue. "Exactly."

Oikawa carefully side-eyed him. "And then, after it naturally comes to Iwaizumi, he will, I quote, be so jealous that he just won't be able to resist the urge to ask me out."

"I couldn't have said it better myself," Kuroo took a sip of his pomegranate tea.

"That is the stupidest fucking thing I have ever hear-" Akaashi's voice came through Bokuto's phone speakers but Kuroo quickly ended the call.

"Don't listen to him, he's just unimaginative. I can assure you this will work. We all know Iwaizumi - he's straightforward and emotional, as soon as he sees that picture he will go all feral on you."

Oikawa scrunched up his face in cringe. "Jesus Christ, Kuroo-"

"No but he's right," Bokuto chirped in. "I would probably react the same."

"Yeah sure, after you'd spend a week and a half in your emo mode, all depressed and quoting LaLaLand or something," Kuroo sneered, barely dodging a calculator Bokuto threw at him.

Oikawa pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'm serious, idiots. This is important to me and I really don't wanna screw it up. I think Akaashi is right."

"Realistically speaking, Akaashi is in the minority. He's the only one who doesn't like the idea with the picture, whereas Bokuto and me both think that it's a fantastic plan. And, objectively speaking, that makes the two of us. See, two against one."

"Yeah but the difference between you two and Akaashi is that Akaashi's single eyebrow has more functioning braincells than the two of you ever did."

It was now Oikawa's turn to dodge the calculator.

"I don't wanna make things weird. I should probably just ask him out like a normal person. And I would if I were sure that he's into guys!"

"What, he never really specified anything?"

Oikawa shrugged. "I mean I never asked but he did date a girl once in middle school"

"Oh", Bokuto slouched, disappointed.

"I don't know man, anyone who willingly puts up with you their whole life is either insane or gay so I'd say your chancese are pretty high," Kuroo stretched his arms behind his head. "It's getting late, we should put our plan into action."

Oikawa fidgeted with the end of his shirt. "I don't know..."

"Listen," Bokuto stood up, "this is a win-win situation. If Iwaizumi likes you, he will show it and you'll know it's safe to ask him out. If not, you get to kiss a hot guy for a while. "

"Great, except there are thousands of ways that this could go wrong, and the guy I get to kiss is Kuroo."

"Wait what?" Kuroo's head shot up.

"What do you mean 'wait what'?"

"I never meant to make out with you?"

"Wait you didn't?" Bokuto's confused look met Kuroo's.

"What the hell you two, why did both of you just assume that I'll be the one who does the making out?!"

"Because you're the sluttiest here, obviously," Oikawa lifted an eyebrow.

"You disgust me. I have a reputation to keep, you know."

"Who's gonna do it then?" Bokuto asked.

Kuroo grinned. "There is only one person who is horny enough to come to a stranger's house at 2 am just to get a free make-out session."

***

[uchihaclansslutt]

i have writer's block so instead of writing for teotw, i'm feeding everyone with one-shots and drabbles :) plus, this oneshot has been on hold ever since this summer 😭 just had to complete it

mr.reckless; terushima yuuji

things to know: one-shot, fem!reader, fluff, angst, idk theyre in college ig, mcd, lowercase intended, suggestive language, the concept of futakuchi, daishou and teru being friends, ending's heavily inspired by in another life

you were pissed. so fucking pissed.

you were heading back to your dorm building after a late swim practice when you jolted and hit your steering wheel. someone had crashed into the rear end of your car. it wasn't serious but it was enough to cause your lip to bleed.

immediately, some rather tall guy with an undercut and dyed blond hair approached your door. he knocked on your window and you proceeded to roll it down. you noted that he was your age.

upon taking a better look at him, you noticed he had multiple ear piercings, a typical black, frat boy zip up and rings flooding his fingers. there was no denying he was attractive regardless of how much it was taking for you to not run over him.

"i am so, so, so sorry," he apologized profusely. you noticed his almond-coloured eyes gazed down to your bloody lips. he squirmed—not literally but his face showed it.

he pointed at the wheel with his eyes and back to you. "was that because-"

"yes. it was," you continued for him, touching some of the blood with the tip of your fingers. you looked away from him in order to find a wipe to clean your hands that were now coated in red.

to your surprise, the new person you just encountered happened to have a tissue in his pockets. who knows how long it's been in there for. he gestured for you to place your hand in his and he cleaned the blood off your fingertips. not so long after, he proceeded to wipe the blood off your lip using his thumb.

his actions made you smile. it also left you an open opportunity to tease him for it. "so you crashed into my car and now you're trying to seduce me?"

you decided you weren't going to report the minor accident because he was about your age. you weren't aware of his financial status or anything but you knew how annoying college fees were already, this could have just made things worse for him.

but, if you weren't going to give him a hard time with the crash, you definitely were going to torment him using this.

"huh?! do i look like that kinda guy?" he raised a brow and was taken back, looking a tad bit offended.

you shot a look at him, head-to-toe. he had grey sweatpants on, the black zip-up and rings you noticed earlier, you also saw a tongue piercing amongst the other piercings. you stared for a moment before nodding. "yeah. you do," you deadpanned.

before he could retaliate, one of his friends from his vehicle started yelling. "teru, are you done yet!?"

"yeah, one second!" he responded. he pulled out his phone and held it in front of you. "what's your number? we'll talk about this later, yeah?"

you took it from him and dialled your number, giving it a missed call. "what's your name?" you asked in order to create a contact.

"yuuji. terushima yuuji."

it was very faint but you were sure you've heard it. you pondered for a moment, "terushima yuuji, huh? i've heard the name before, i just can't figure it out."

terushima chuckled a bit before walking backwards from your vehicle. "i have a lecture with you. pay attention to your surroundings, princess."

you stuck your head out the window as he jogged back to his car. "says the one who hit a car!"

he shared a smile with you one last time before driving away.

you got out of your car to see the damages. it wasn't that bad, besides the fact your hood was severely dented. it shouldn't be a problem.

the next day, you ended up getting to class using uber. you decided to get in touch with terushima before you figured out what you wanted to do with your car.

just as you were about to text him about the minor crash, you felt someone's presence beside you. well, they wanted to make it clear they were near you.

speak of the devil—there he was. this must've been the class he was talking about.

"i was just about to text you," you said, showing him your phone.

yuuji made an 'o' with his mouth while taking his bag off his shoulder to take out his books, "missed me?"

you tried your best to suppress your facial expressions. now that was stupid. "no," you grinned. "have you forgotten you messed up my car? i was just going to ask if you knew a place that could fix that."

"i know a place. here, how about we go down there tonight," he offered politely. "i got the expenses covered though."

you smiled. he was nice, you felt bad for assuming he was a typical frat boy. well, he could act like one sometimes. "thanks. but there's no need, i promise-"

he cut you off. "nope. like you said, i'm the one that did it. i mean, paying for the expenses- it's the bare minimum." before you could argue, the professor came in and the class began.

the lecture was three hours long, like always. however, it wasn't so bad because the stupid blond was beside you.

at one point, he stopped taking notes and intentionally disconnected to wifi just so he could play that dinosaur game. what a dork.

terushima also ended up sending you imessage games throughout the lecture. you swore, you would've diverted your attention to your professor if she hadn't gone over this lesson before.

you greeted your professor goodbye and headed out alongside terushima. it was evident his friends were around the corner as they dressed similarly and were loud as shit.

"text me the address. i'll get there on my own," you reminded him before trying to walk away.

he gently grabbed your wrist and pulled you back. "huh? no, you send me your address and then follow my directions."

you sighed. "terushima, i refuse to let you pay."

"do you want you car fixed or not?" you didn't reply, he took your silence as an answer. "good. i'll see you tonight at your place then."

you hated this. you never wanted this to be more complicated than it actually was—and it wasn't. you nodded and the two of you were about to go your separate ways untill you heard him yell across the hall.

"oh, and! call me yuu instead!"

you did as he said. you sent him your dorm building's address as soon as you got back. you decided to finish any pending assignments or notes before he came.

you got the text as soon as you finished showering too.

'I'm outside'

rushing out your room, you got onto the lift and outside to see him. you unlocked your vehicle and started following him.

you trailed his jet black, matte corvette into the night. part of you thought you were being too generous by refusing to let him pay for the damages he caused.

the two of you reached this garage surrounded by diners, gas stations, restaurants, convenience stores, anything that would fit the aspect of a boring city.

you two walk in and you're greeted by a beautiful guy. he had brown, messy, straight hair and the same coloured eyes.

"my man! this is..." he started but paused immediately. he leaned down to whisper in your ear, "i don't know your name."

you closed your eyes shut. what the fuck. "it's-"

"oh hey l/n. it's been a while," the brown-haired guy smiled.

"hey kenji," you replied with a reciprocating grin.

terushima's eyes widened, "this is l/n and i need you to fix her car," he said, now holding onto kenji's hands. "please, please, please."

you stood there in disbelief. you almost laughed honestly. he didn't know your name and only repeated it after futakuchi did.

you've known futakuchi kenji for a while now. you went to high school with him. you two weren't close but you were associated with a similar friend group, therefore, it made him your acquaintance.

"where's the car?" he asked. he got lead by you to your car. terushima spiked a conversation with him while getting there.

he glared at the car, back to you and back to yuuji. "you did this, didn't you?" terushima nodded slowly and nervously. futakuchi sighed, "it'll take some time to fix that up. maybe a week, maybe more."

"that's fine by me. i'll uber," you complied.

once again, terushima felt bad for the inconvenience he caused. "what? no? i'll drop you off to your classes. i mean, we have some in common."

"well, there you go! i'll get daishou and the other boys to start on it," kenji stated before either of you could argue again. "teru, it's 130,000 yen. stop fucking up cars."

"sorry kenji," he apologized, dragging the 'sorry' like a child.

he chuckled, "it's for your safety. otherwise i could care less. i mean, you're keeping us in business with your recklessness."

that was one thing about futakuchi. he always knew how to lighten the mood and everyone appreciated him for it. even if he was a prick sometimes.

you got into terushima's car—no. he opened the passenger door for you and offered to drive you home, again.

"where are you getting 130,000 yen from?" you asked curiously while the answer was quite literally in front of you.

his corvette's interior looked like it was the latest model. he had money coming in from somewhere.

"uhh," he started, trying to sound as modest as he could. "my parents are kinda rich? i mean i work too, but they don't let me use my money. it's in my savings for more important investments i guess."

that was nice of them. you'd wished you started saving your money to invest in your future. "where do you work?"

"at an ice cream parlour. i've been working there ever since high school." his lips were slowly curling into a smile. "i like the people there. especially this one old lady that comes in."

you've never seen this side of terushima. ever since you encountered him (which wasn't so long ago), you just thought of him as a playboy because of how he presented himself.

you weren't necessarily wrong. he was one. but he just didn't seem to be the kind of guy that worked at an ice cream parlour when he was practically loaded.

"is it open right now?" you asked.

he nodded, "24/7."

"take me there, i want some ice cream."

the two of you arrived at this small ice cream parlor. it looked plain on the outside but as soon as you walked in, there was colour everywhere.

black and white tiles, pink, red and purple seats, red booths. it was well organized too, definitely put a lot of thought behind it.

"hey! hana, kazuma!" yuuji called to the two people working there.

hana had short brown hair accompanied by short bangs as well. her eyes were the same colour as her hair. she was very well put together and seemed quiet as she nervously waved back.

"hey teru."

kazuma on the other hand was the opposite. he was much taller than her and had messy brown hair. he had a smug look on his face.

terushima pulled out a chair in one of the booths. "take a seat."

you did as he said while kazuma came along not so long after. "you guys wanna order something?"

"just get me a vanilla scoop and um.." he paused and looked at you. "what do you want l/n? name whatever, we have it."

you wanted to challenge his statement so you tried to think of an ice cream you don't usually see at parlors. "mocha macchiato?"

you eyed terushima. he had his hands holding up his chin while he looked at kazuma. you saw him glance at you before looking back at his friend.

"coming right up."

kazuma left and yuuji could not keep his eyes off you. "caffeine fiend?"

you smiled, "oh, of course i am. the worst."

"just letting you know though," he smirked, "starbucks is nothing compared to this place."

"yeah? i won't doubt it."

his friend came back with the ice cream rather quickly. "vanilla for you and a mocha macchiato for the pretty girl."

terushima scrunched his brows at his friend and kicked him from underneath the table. it got him to scurry off, but as he did, he was giggling.

before you tasted the ice cream, terushima stopped you. "say," he begun. you can tell he had some ulterior motive as his smile looked malicious. "if you like the ice cream, how about you go on a date with me?"

you looked at him and the ice cream in your grasp. "thats a little unfair, don't you think? everyone likes ice cream."

you swirled the dessert with your spoon and picked it up, moving the spoon closer to yuuji's mouth. "plus, i think i can consider this as a date," you smiled.

he was stunned. you were just as smooth as terushima was and he loved the energy you returned.

"she has more game than you do!" kazuma yelled as hana snickered beside him. the both of them were watching you the entire time.

what made you laugh though was how offended terushima looked. "you're gonna catch it."

the two of them chased each other around the empty ice cream parlour.

hana walked up to the booth and sat across from you. "i think he really likes you," she mentioned.

you brushed it off. "pfftt. i don't think he's serious."

"i think he is," she continued. "don't take this the wrong way but he's been with a lot of girls. he's never brought any of them here except for you."

you kinda expected he'd have a lineup of other girls. it was pretty obvious. but what hana told you did make you feel a tad bit more special until you remembered. "i asked him to bring me here though."

"it makes no difference, l/n. he told you where he works, he never does that." she smiled at you, "he likes you. he's your dumbass now."

and hana was right. he was head over heels for you.

after leaving the parlour, yuuji confessed you had his attention way before the minor accident.

it made you wonder why he would be so interested in you. it's not like you were noticeable, you never attended parties, neither were you popular. all you did was sit in class and take notes. you also just happened to be on the swim team but it was never anything more than that.

you didn't think you were special, but he still made you feel as if you were.

terushima insisted on dropping you off again. he parked in front of your dorm building. "here we are."

"i had fun today. after a really long time actually," you said. "thank you for everything terushima."

"i told you to call me yuu, l/n."

"okay yuu," you exaggerated while smiling. "you can call me y/n."

the both of you were closer than you realized. still sharing smiles, he graced your cheek. you looked down at his lips and back into his sparkling almond eyes again.

you tilted your head a little and he did the same. before you knew it, you slowly attached your lips to his. the prolonged tension and compatibility led to this moment.

he cupped your face with both his hands as yours rested on his chest. you could've sworn you felt his heart beating rapidly—it was insane. you could taste the hint of vanilla ice cream on his lips as the two of you moved in sync, passionately kissing each other.

"hi," he smiled once you two pulled out of the long lasting kiss.

you were trapped in his eyes. they were so bright you could see your reflection in them. you accidentally glanced at the time projecting in his car and didn't think it would be so late. 2:22am. time passed by so quickly around him.

you lightly tapped terushima's chest and laughed. "look at the time."

he let go of your cheeks and sighed while tilting his head back. his jawline was a sight to see.

"please drive safely. i'll see you tomorrow." you kissed his cheek one last time before leaving. "good night, yuu."

you were his, at last.

terushima and you had been dating for approximately a year, a little more. he changed his ways for you and adapted to whichever schedule you had.

you did the same though. you decided to start getting out of your comfort zone for him, started befriending his friends such as futakuchi, daishou, and kazuma. you were naturally closer with hana though because you were both sick of the boys' shenanigans.

you started letting your social butterfly loose again. along with being a top student, you learned how to balance your extracurriculars and personal time all thanks to terushima.

he would get you to tag along with him to parties he'd been invited to, even if he wasn't allowed a plus one.

you were grateful for him.

terushima yuuji was probably the best thing that had ever happened to you.

"you look good," you called out seeing your boyfriend dressed a slight bit decent. terushima looked good regardless, it was a part of his charm.

"hey," he greeted, pecking your lips quickly. "i'm going out, it's kazuma's birthday today. i know you don't really like parties but do you wanna come with me?"

"i'd love to yuu, but i have a shit ton of work to do tonight." you felt bad for declining the offer. you genuinely wished you could go out with yuuji but you couldn't afford to do so. you had a huge test the next day and a lot of cramming to do.

"tell him i said happy birthday though," you smiled.

he returned it. "i'll stop by later if you're still awake. i love you-"

your eyes widened and his did as well. you weren't expecting to hear it coming from him.

"shit," he cursed, thinking your reaction was a negative one. "it just came out, i'm sorry. you don't have to-"

you shut him up by pressing your lips on his. it eased him and you could tell by the way his hands naturally found your waist.

"stop freaking out yuu." you held his face close to yours. he smiled against your skin, glad he didn't mess anything up between you two. "i'll see you tonight. have fun and stay safe, okay?"

he kissed you again before walking out the front door. you waved and he did the same back.

you honestly didn't even realize when you fell asleep. the first thing you did was turn your phone front side up again to check the time. 3:43am.

shit. you had a few more hours until your test and you fell asleep in the midst of studying.

not to mention, you were supposed to see teru as soon as the party was over.

you felt so bad for falling asleep on him. you unlocked your phone to check if he sent you anything, but there was nothing there.

well, you didn't have to feel bad anymore. perhaps the party didn't end yet. but considering it was a wednesday, you'd assume terushima would be a little more responsible to come back earlier.

you weren't bothered though, it was one of his best friend's birthday anyway. you completely understood.

it wasn't until a few seconds later when other texts started flooding your phone.

why?

the first chat you decided to read was kazuma's. you thought you were going to see videos or pictures of your boyfriend being stupid, if not, a 'thank you' after you wished him happy birthday.

but oh, you were so wrong.

'something bad happened y/n'

'answer your phone'

'please'

'teru got into an accident'

you quickly checked your call log and saw kazuma called you twenty-seven times. you slept through it all.

the second chat you looked through was futakuchi's.

'i'm so sorry y/n'

no. this couldn't be happening. your hands couldn't stop shaking.

you quickly called kazuma. he didn't pick up until the second call. "kazuma, please tell me this is some sick joke."

his voice was shaking and he was definitely crying. "y/n, you need to come to the hospital right now. it's bad."

"i'm on my way." you got up as fast as you could, not bothering to change or grabbing a coat. you snatched your car keys off the table and ran out the room.

you couldn't afford to get on the lift, it would've taken way too much time so you ran down the stairs. "kazuma, are you still there?" he responded, thankfully he refused to get off the phone with you. "you have to make sure yuu's awake. at least until i get there, please."

he heard how desperate you were over the phone—the sounds of you running down floors, your keys jingling and your breath becoming staggered as you cussed.

you got into your car and rushed to the hospital kazuma told you to reach. "what exactly happened? please be honest with me."

"i'm so sorry y/n-"

"kazuma! snap out of it and stop saying sorry. nothing's going to happen to him," you yelled. "tell me what the fuck happened."

he sniffled, "he left the house at around 1am. w-we were watching him up until the lights. when they turned green, he slowly started driving again b-but a truck just collided into him at full speed."

your eyes started getting watery. "please tell me he wasn't drinking."

"i swear, he was sober. he was telling me he was gonna see you after so he can't drink," kazuma explained. "but i think he was looking at his phone too. maybe texting you. i don't know- i don't know what to do y/n."

your heart sunk and tears were falling onto your lap. you tried getting there as fast as you could—speeding, overtaking cars, shortcuts, anything that would get you there sooner.

he couldn't die on you. not like this. you still didn't tell him you loved him.

hospital parking lots and their fees pissed you off. you just needed to get in there as soon as you could so you parking at the side of the road, not caring about getting a ticket.

you practically sprinted into the hospital and reached the hall kazuma and the other's were located.

"where is he," you said quickly.

kazuma pointed weakly at the door across the hall. you walked towards it and peeked through the window.

there he was. terushima was surrounded by multiple doctors as they tried to stop the bleeding and trying to see if he'd wake up. he was in horrible shape to say the least.

you stepped away from the door, you can no longer look at your boyfriend in that position. it was killing you on the inside.

you slid down the wall and broke into tears. futakuchi and another friend of his and terushima's sat next to you.

he didn't know how to comfort you, but futakuchi sat next to you and pulled you into a hug. "he wouldn't wanna see you like this y/n."

kenji was right. you knew he was but the thought of terushima being in a critical situation in between life and death was tormenting you. you hated how you couldn't do anything to help him out of this mess.

if only you got out of your comfort zone and went to the party with him. the work and test did not matter to you anymore, you just wished you went with him.

maybe he wouldn't be in this shitty hospital right now.

hours passed by and no one came out of the operating room. it was starting to make you anxious but you knew you just had to wait this one out.

on the other side of the room, you took a good look at the other friend. you recognized the guy that resembled a snake.

it was daishou suguru, another person that was at the garage the same night you and terushima were consulting futakuchi. he also happened to previously go to school with you.

you were surprised you didn't notice him around and felt horrible about it. "sorry, hey daishou. i didn't see you there."

he opened his eyes again, he seemed to have been praying discreetly because he definitely was not napping. "don't worry about it. you were stressed."

down the hall, you saw kazuma pacing around. kenji and suguru looked in his direction and understood your concern. ultimately, daishou went to go calm him down as well because futakuchi was taking care of you.

it wasn't long until the doctors came out. they'd been in there for hours working nonstop trying to save terushima's life.

you eagerly got up and looked at the doctor waiting for an answer.

"we're sorry. he didn't make it."

you stayed in bed, heartbroken in despair for a week. you didn't want to face anyone or attend class anymore—you knew that empty seat in class would cause you an excelling amount of pain.

hana would bring over food for you because she knew you weren't eating properly. she'd often bring kazuma with her so the both of you can heal together.

kazuma couldn't look you in the eyes for a while. he thought it was his fault while you thought it was yours. you had to have a conversation with him one-on-one for him to finally get over the guilt.

daishou and futakuchi would come over together. they'd come over to check up on you and usually ended up making you smile the most with their snarky and rude comments towards each other.

you missed him. you missed his smile that lit up the room, his eyes you would find yourself getting lost into, his presence that eased your soul. you would do anything to see him again.

you finally slept well after an entire week, but it came to an end when you jolted in your sleep.

you had a dream—a dream about yuuji.

your head was aching and your eyes were barely open. you turned to your front desk and looked at your phone. 4:44am.

when you turned around aiming to fall asleep again, you were startled by a figure.

it was blurred but you could make it out pretty damn well. terushima yuuji.

he had the same sparkling eyes, the same beautiful smile, his healthy hair was still in tact, and his touch felt so real.

he placed a hand on your jaw, caressing your cheeck gently.

you smiled at terushima, a single tear slid down your cheek and onto your pillow. you saw him scrunch his brows and shake his head in disapproval as he wiped the tear stain away.

"i love you," your voice trembled. "i love you so much yuuji."

he smiled ever so dearly.

"thank you for loving me, y/n."

[uhhlucid]

pairing: terushima x black!reader

synopsis: terushima can't stand his gf being in pain

word count: 302

warnings: its terushima

type: one-shot/drabble

a/n: lol i love black history month

Y/n ended the call and groaned in pain. Her boyfriend gave her a list of assignments she missed at school while she was sick. She was feeling better then yesterday, but she really missed her boyfriend.

She unwillingly got up and headed for her backpack. She hadn't done any work all week and probably wouldn't get extra time on it. Grabbing her notebooks out of it, she began flipping through the pages.

No sooner then that, a sharp knock was at her window. She hesitated before walking up to the window. Y/n pulled the curtains beside to see who was there. Her loving boyfriend, Terushima, was still in his volleyball clothes. She quickly opened the window and let him in.

He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before moving to her desk. "Since you said you weren't feeling well princess I got you some things." He pulled out two plastic bags from his backpack. One was filled with all her favorite snacks. The other had a pink teddybear holding a heart.

Y/n cupped Terushima's face and kissed his forehead. "You know you didn't have to do this?" He took her hand off his face and kissed it. "I wanted to. I brought some movies too in case you were bored without me being here."

Terushima reached in his backpack again and searched for the dvd player near her tv. Y/n grabbed the two bags off of her desk and placed them on one of her nightstands before settling under the covers.

Once he got the movie playing, Terushima joined Y/n in bed. "Your gonna get sick if you lay in bed with me you big dork." He planted a kiss on her neck. "I wouldn't mind. That way I can spend all day with you."

[serowotonin]

˗ˏˋ 𝗴𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀 ˎˊ˗

✰ PAIRING ( terushima yuuji x fem!reader ) ✰ WORDCOUNT ( 1.9k ) ✰ GENRE ( ansgt, songfic ) ✰ WARNINGS ( um one swear word, angst, implications of de*th )

all the memories that we make will never change we'll stay drunk, we'll stay tan, let the love remain and I swear that I'll always paint you golden days ♫ panic! at the disco

✰✰ NOTE.. so uH i think this is the first angst thing i wrote that im actually happy with and i know terushima isn’t someone a lot of ppl write for so to the few ppl who see this</3 hope u guys enjoy:”)

“Ughh where is it,” Terushima grumbled to himself as he pulled open drawer after drawer. He had searched all the cabinets, all the tables, and just about every inch of his apartment but has yet to find his phone charger. 

As he closed the second to last drawer on this shelf, which held no phone charger, he pulled out his phone and saw it had 1% battery remaining. Quickly, he unlocked it and went to his contacts. Before he could make a call though, the screen turned black and he was left staring at a faint reflection of himself.

“Damn it,” he cursed under his breath. “She’s gonna get upset again.”

He clutched the now dead phone in one hand and ran the other through his hair, sighing in exhaustion. Today had been tiring enough with work and now he had this to deal with.

There was still one more drawer he hadn’t checked though. So, he lifted his hand out of his hair and pulled it wide open. 

In it sat a small box. 

He knew of its contents the moment he laid eyes on it. He also knew opening it now would only make him feel worse, not to mention, it would definitely delay his plans.

But for some reason, a longing for nostalgia or maybe the person that brought such nostalgia, his arms unconsciously moved to take the box into his hands.

Your words echoed in the back of his mind as he traced his fingers along the edges of the box.

“It’ll be like our little time capsule. For us to open when we’re all old and wrinkly…”

A deep sigh escaped his lips. 

Every rational thought that came into his head begged him not to open it, to put it back, to forget he even found it. 

Instead, his fingers moved to lift the cover and lay it down on the floor beside him.

And there you were... a polaroid of you at least. 

Your lips were curved in a sweet smile inviting him in and breaking his heart all over again. Up until now, he could barely recall what your face looked like when you were happy, truly happy. He could only remember the tears and regret you had on your face towards the end… 

But seeing you like this again, the wideness of your smile, the crinkle of your eyes… you radiated a joy and happiness he had begun to forget in you.

He stared at the picture for a good minute before turning it around to see the familiar strokes of your handwriting.

‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!’ and under it ‘(first pic taken with the polaroid my baby Yuuji got for me<3)’

“My baby Yuuji,” he whispered.

“Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you,” he sang softly into your ear as he held you from behind, swaying gently in tune. 

“Happy birthday dear Y/n.. Happy birthday to you~”

You turned to kiss the blond and he pulled you even closer to him. 

“I love you babe, happy birthday...” 

The tiredness he had felt just moments ago seemed to have fluttered away when he found you again in the polaroids, and a longing burst from the depths as he put the picture down and picked up another one, his hands once again moving on their own will.

This one had the two of you standing together, backs facing the camera. It was taken at a beach when the sun was still high in the sky and the water glistened blue. But it wasn’t the scenery that appealed to him, nor was it the way the sun wrapped around you two in perfect golden light. 

It was how close you were to him. The physical distance between you two was barely existent. Your arms were wrapped around his waist and his were draped over your shoulders. 

‘Sea breeze, cute outfit, sand between my toes, and 1 Terushima Yuuji… Damn was today great.’

How he would give to be that close to you again.

“Ok 3, 2, 1…”

You clung on to him as tight as you could and he smiled, pulling you closer. 

At the sound of the camera click and the hum of the photo being printed, you let go and quickly turned around to thank the woman for taking the picture.

When you did that he felt off; as if a part of his body was just yanked away. It wasn’t an extreme feeling, nor was it painful in any way. It was more just a lingering emptiness that was put to rest a few seconds later when you were back by his side again.

He put his arm back on your shoulder and peered down at the polaroid in your hand. You were staring at the photo patiently waiting for the colors to fade in. And when it finally did, you smiled satisfactorily at it before tucking it away and flashing another smile to the man right next to you.

Terushima closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to clear his mind. It’s been years, he shouldn’t be dwelling on the past like this.

And yet, there was comfort in the pain the memories brought.

When he opened his eyes, they landed on yet another photo of you. And as he has been for a good part of his life, he was drawn to you. Reaching out a hand, he picked it up and let the memories wash over him once more.

After a while, he set it down and picked up another. And another. And another. Each capturing a moment with you he would never get back. 

It’s been years since he’s had to learn to live without you. Truthfully though, he never did learn how. The sun became a little dimmer, the rain a little harder, the breeze a little less refreshing. The world lost its vibrancy when he lost you. He adapted, got used to the dullness, but he couldn’t learn to live the same anymore...

He picked up another polaroid.

This one didn’t have either of your faces on it. It just showed the two of you holding hands against a dark background.

The bottom held no words but instead an arrow pointing to the right. Terushima turned the polaroid and saw a small envelope attached to the back. Curious, he opened it up and pulled out the piece of paper snuggled inside.

‘This one’s a bit longer than any other note I’ve written for a polaroid but… I kinda just realized smth really important. He drove me out at 3AM in the morning to get food because I said I was hungry. Then we sat in his car listening to some old mixtapes he had. They were pretty crappy but it didn’t matter. I love Terushima Yuuji. I’ve said it a million times before but last night it really hit me, hard. I love him in a way I’d never be able to love anyone else. 

I want to go on more dates with him. more stupid dates, more romantic ones, more 3AM dates, more cuddle dates. And even though it might be selfish of me, I want to spend my every breathing minute with him. 

If I can’t have anything else in this then I just want these golden days of ours to last forever..’

And before he realized it, tears were rolling down his cheeks. Fuck it all. He missed you. He missed the days you had together, the nights spent in each others’ arms. He missed you so much it tore a hole in his heart and all he could see when he looked at the sunlight drifting through the window was just darkness. 

It pained him to know that everything you wanted was all he ever needed. It pained him that he hadn’t realized this until it was too late. And it pained him most that you were never coming back.

Why’d you have to leave? 

He tried so hard to stop asking this question, and for a while, he was successful. But the polaroids, your handwriting, the memories, you.. there was just so much pain in the happiness of the past. 

But you were gone. He had accepted that long ago. 

┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

“Terushima, you in here?” a familiar voice called from outside. 

Right, he forgot about Misaki. Wiping any tears left on his face, he put all the polaroids back in the box, covered the lid, and left the room.

“DADDY!!” a little girl yelled, running at him full speed. He bent down and lifted her into his arms effortlessly.

“Oh you’ve gotten heavier. How much has Misaki been feeding you huh?” he teased.

The little girl pouted as she pointed to the floor signaling she wanted to be put down. Terushima chuckled and did so.

Walking over to a slightly annoyed-looking Misaki, he muttered an apology for not going to pick her up and a thanks for taking care of his daughter. 

“Hey wait, you look like you’ve been crying… Are you ok Teru?” she asked, eyes showing her concern.

He let out a deep sigh. 

“I uh- I found a box with some old pictures of Y/n and I just-”

She put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed it reassuringly. 

“Look, I know you miss her and I know you know this, but don’t get too stuck in the past. Focus on what you have now,” she said looking in the direction of the young girl who had made her way over to the small pile of stuffed animals on the couch.

He rubbed his face and nodded, “Yeah. Yeah, thank you Misaki.”

“Ok,” she replied with a sympathetic smile. “I’ll be going then.” 

Terushima nodded again and after she said bye to his daughter, he walked her to the door.

Turning back he leaned on the wall and looked affectionately at the girl playing on his couch. She was still so young, but it’s been almost 5 years now that he’s taken care of her. 

Time seemed to fly by with her and yet it felt like so long ago he welcomed her to the world. 

He understood now the past and its memories were something to be treasured. It was not something to cling on tightly though. The golden days of the past are gone, but the glittering rays that coated the floor and walls of his living room tell him it’s a new age. 

It was an age he had to cherish well.

Deciding to do something he’s been putting off, he walked back into his room and brought out the box with all its polaroids and memories.

“Yui, come here. I want to show you something.”

She stared at him before taking one frayed teddy bear into her hands and walking over to her father. Taking his outreached hand, she looked at the box he held in his other.

Sitting at the top of the pile was a photo of a beautiful woman. The sun was shining bright in the background and the light swirled around her as if she was wrapped in a golden halo.

“Is she an angel?” Yui asked innocently, pointing to the picture.

“You got that right,” he replied with a sad smile. “She’s the most beautiful angel out there..”

He watched as the young girl picked up the photo, seemingly mesmerized.

“That angel is your mom.”

“My mom?” she echoed. “Mommy is an angel?”

He smiled and ruffled her hair, “She sure is, and you know what? She’s looking out for us from heaven, so you better be a good girl for her, okay?”

✰✰ NOTE.. pls lemme know if u guys thought this was angsty enough sdkjlsdg,,,, i dunno i can’t seem to tell whether angst is painful enough yet;-; also don’t mind the name yui dkglsd it was the first one i could think of T-T

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The Johzenji Manager's Contact List✨ by aspiringauthorintraining (oneshot, fluff) What if I get a boyfriend though? I’ll need to add his phone number when we start dating.[COMPLETED]

Pumpkin Eater ~Part 2~ Never Again ✨✨ by @oreosmama (oneshot, angst with happy ending, slight smut)Last night, your friend sent you pictures of Kuroo with some girl at a random club. Not only was he a liar, but he was also a cheater, and you couldn’t stand to be with him after this. <PART 1 IS A KUROO FIC > [COMPLETED]

 The Bigger the Hoop   ✨by @oreosmama (oneshot, angst with happy ending) Terushima’s got your heart held in his hands. And your earrings stuck in his ears.

Lines (Terushima x Fem! Reader) ✨by MrsTanaka(oneshot, soulmate au, fluff) Soulmate AU in which partners have a clock counting down to when they first meet.[COMPLETED]

soulmate au✨ by @haikyuu-drabble (oneshot, angst) You are colorblind until you make eye contact with your soulmate. [COMPLETED]

water and oil (terushima x reader) ✨by ronnie_ao3(oneshot, friends to lovers, light angst, college au)Being Terushima's best friend has its ups and downs.But the worst part about being his closest friend, his 'person', his confidante? When you can't help but realize you're falling in love with the guy.[COMPLETED]

Raspberry by deltachye (oneshot, one sided attraction, unrequited) "In the words of the great rock and roll poet, I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart."[COMPLETED]

Hold Me Tight (or Don't) by salty_mommy (hate to love, eventual smut)[COMPLETED]

in these moments, i (still) appreciate you | terushima yuuji  by  shittyshima (oneshot, fluff, tooth rooting) The small gestures that show just how much he really loves you, the unparallelled modesty he effortlessly displays, the gentle smile that always speaks volumes, and the fact that he loves you in all of these ways over and over again. No matter how much Terushima and you differ, you always find a way to love each other.[COMPLETED]

[saksukei]

terushima yuji mafia au

this is just something that came off the top of my head,, I haven't written in a while, so please bare with me. this does not have a happy ending,, it's just what I've left it at.

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terushima grins, gun pushed into your mouth, hand gripping your chin,, there is only one question he has, “how does it feel to be a traitor, little one?”

you hiss, why does he call you that? you managed to fool him, no? wasn't he the one at loss here?

with your delicate exterior, you managed to sweep him off his feet and you were not going to be called little in any capacity,,,

How did you even find yourself here? In the arms of terushima yuji, the most dangerous man to exist?

Simple, you made yourself look a vulnerable target. A target that appealed to men like him.

And it worked.

He chased you, till you were his. Following you in art galleries, balls, cafes, his men always having an eye on you,, following every little move.

little did he know who you actually were,,,, the undiscovered ace of a secret government organization that aimed to destroy all mafia related activities.

you played along with terushima’s little game of cat and mouse,,,

Like a moth to a flame, you drew him in,, and he couldn't say no,, you had him on his knees before he could realize,,,

giving information to your organization about how to destroy him,, thinking that you would escape when before he would catch you,,,

and yet, here you were,, the metal taste from his gun would remain in your mouth for days,,,

he had found out that you were a spy,,

“you know– at one point, I think I liked you, little one, but I caught onto your game,” terushima says.

“i hope you rot in hell” you hiss, pushing the gun away,,

“now now, sending satan back to hell won't make such a difference darling,” he chuckles, as he places the gun back into it's holder,,,

“it will,” you grit your teeth.

“others will come. Granted– they won't be better than me, but they'll be a pain in your organization’s ass.”

“then I will be there to fight against them–” you retort.

“like I'll leave you alive after your betrayal,” he laughs once again.

his calloused hand finds your neck,,

“now, how should I punish you, little one?” he squeezes your neck. “torture hm?” he tilts his head. “but your special training will make you die before you admit anything.”

“i’ve already sold all the information, terushima,” you say. “they will come for you.”

“i will be ready when they do,” he growls,, as his grip grows tighter,,, “and I will make sure to hand them your body.”

you managed to bark out a laugh, “really– you're going to kill me?” you chortle. He can actually do much worse. “is that revenge for breaking your little heart?” you mock.

he lets go of your neck,, and you collapse to the floor,, trying to catch your breath,,

terushima bends down to your level,, and lifts up your chin with his finger, “how can you break my heart when I have none?”

and everything goes black.

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YUUJI’S SPEECH

- Terushima Yuuji; you’re everything your boyfriend needs, and he’ll never get tired of telling you.

a/n - sorry for being so inactive (ㆀ˘･з･˘) i’m back home now, so i’ll try and put out a few things before my semester starts

“Yknow, this is all I’ve ever wanted.

You. With me.

I thought I could find it in other people, other situations, other places, so I grasped at straws and pushed people’s boundaries to maybe find what I was looking for, but it never worked.

It never worked because I’m in love with you and was too dumb to see it.

But you’re here now, and that’s all I could ever ask for.”

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Terushima

🍯: can we all agree that this man is freaky

🍯: like alexa play big ole freak by Megan the stallion

🍯: but the thing he most likes about you are your lips

🍯: he likes to do many things to your lips including: kissing, sucking, biting, etc.

🍯: he enjoys how soft your lips are when he kisses them (claims it’s one of the best feelings in the world)

🍯: hes always asking for a kiss

“Bebe,babbbyyyy,baby,babee”

“Yesss”

“can I have a kith 🥺”

🍯: it’s really adorable

🍯: for some reason I feel like he likes to watch you eat

🍯: NOT IN LIKE A WEIRD WAY LIKE HE LIKES TO LOOK AT YOUR LIPS WHEN YOU EAT YK

Quick Scenario:

You were sitting at your kitchen counter eating an apple (BUT LIKE DEM JUCIY APPLES). You were also scrolling through your phone looking at wedding dressses, because you and Terushima were gonna get married (please send my black ass an invitation).

Terushima entered into the kitchen, making his way over to you.

“Hey, baby” he said while snuggling his face into your neck.

“Heyy” you reaspond with food still in your mouth.

He starts to pepper small little kisses on your neck

“Can I have a kith 🥺”

“Mm ‘kay”

Bruh. This man aggressively takes your jaw and faces it towards him so you lips can reach his. Ofc he’s tryna get in them panties

“Mm.mm- Teru- okay, okay” you say breaking away from his kiss

“Moreeeeeeee, pleasee” Teru begs more more more more more and more ill stop with the twice reference.

“Hold lemme show you these dresses real quick”

“Okay ☹️” he sits down next to you and you show him the dresses you picked out

“Here tell me which one you like” you hand him the phone and sit back to watch his reaction. As he is looking you continue to dig into your apple.

“Mmm, I think I like the second one” he looks up at you.

“Ohhhh yeah I was like if that one too” you reach for your phone, but he won’t hand it over

“Teru, can I have my phone please” you ask

“Babe”

“Yes”

“Keep on eating the apple”

“What?l”

“Keep on eating the apple” he repeats

Awkwardly you eat the apple, and slowly chew it, like I said the apple is juicy so lick your lips this time.

“Teru are you hungry?” You ask

He bites his lip “yeah but not for an apple”

Clearly you knew what he meant but you decided to keep on going.

“Are you sure? Mmh,alright, I’m going to the bridal shop to look at more dresses, that dress is on my list”

“Wait, don’t you need to eat lunch first”

“.... Teru that was lunch”

“No lemme make you something”

“Uhmmmmm I really need to go tho”

He goes over to the fridge and gets out a pizza slice (es hora de comer NOT ME CRACKING UP AT MY OWN JOKE IM DONE WITH MYSELF)

He quickly brings the pizza to you

“Here eat it”

“No Teru I’m good”

You try to get up but lightly grabs your neck and kisses your lips. As the long kiss finishes, he bites your lip. He lifts the pizza to your face

“Take a bite, pleaasee”

“.....🍕😛”

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Ding dong! Terushima tricked me at 03:15 today :”

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3. “hah, i didn’t know you were this sensitive.”

15. “just tell me when to stop.” “that’s not happening anytime soon.”

you felt hot.

wanting to toss and turn at the feeling of uncontrollable heat, and streaks of pleasure streaming downward, your eyes flutter open in confusion.

but then there’s terushima, holding your legs open, looking up at you with dark eyes, mischeviousness, with a hint of adoration. his tongue and piercing nudging up against your pleasure button in a slight kitten lick to test the waters. hands tracing light patterns against your thighs, and a small smirk etched on his face, simply watching when your cute nose scrunched up at the stimulation.

“hah, i didn’t know you were this sensitive.”

you let out a whine in response, his arms still holding you down as he began his ministrations. whether it be the way his tongue lapped against the delicious slickness of your folds, how your cunt seemed to squeeze around nothing but the muscle. how his nose would press up against the little bundle of nerves that made your toes curl, and how everything was too much since you just woke up— everything smelled like you, and it was great.

“y-yuji...” you moaned out his name, your desperate pleas making his heart swell. your thighs beginning to shaking when he brings up a hand and toys patterns into your sopping cunt like it’s nothing. the dribble of your lower lips doesn’t escape him, and he feels his cock ache between his legs, as he presses his need against the mattress, biting his inner cheek and focusing on you.

“just tell me when to stop, darling.” your man says in such a considerate way, that you could’ve been fooled if he was wasn’t finger fucking you silly.

you let out a light chuckle in between breathy moans, as you arch your back at the onslaught of an orgasm barreling toward you with two of yuji’s long fingers. “t-that isn’t happening anytime soon—!”

clenching your eyes shut, and vision speckling white, terushima’s tongue was on you in a flash. not only coaxing and prolonging the pleasure filled high, but wanting to commit the taste of sin, and burn it into the back of his eyelids.

you don’t mind waking up like this, do you?

a/n: i can’t be the only one who truly wonders what that tongue piercing feels like... but... yknow,,,, ANYWAY i hope you enjoyed YAHOO

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Terushima Scenario: Untitled Suggestive Fluff

Yuuji dragged his feet through the door to your shared apartment, the session today had been particularly gruelling and he was sure his limbs were going to fall off with the fatigue he was feeling. He knew he had lots to do before qualifying matches for Nationals, but he didn't realise quite how much the new manager would put them through their paces.

"'M home."

Dropping his bag on the floor by the door and changing into his slippers, matching Mickey Mouse to your Minnie Mouse ones, he walked into the kitchen and nuzzled the back of your neck as you washed the dishes.

"Hard day babe?"

"Mmhmm."

Wrapping his arms around your waist, he leaned down and ran his nose over the juncture between your neck and ears. He could smell the perfume you always wore and a faint hint of his aftershave, seeing as you were wearing his hoodie again.

"Hungry? I can make you something quick?"

"Noooo, I want cuddles."

Your body shook as you giggled, knowing that your boyfriend only wanted cuddles when he was particularly exhausted. And cuddles of that nature usually meant he wanted a massage, feeling your hands on his body as you rubbed him down, kneading his tight muscles. Which usually led to a make out session and in turn led to him lying there, head thrown back as his hands gripped on your hips while you rode him until you both fell into exhaustion.

"'M in pain."

You turned around, hands clasping his face in your hands as you peered up to his pouty face. He wasn't one to complain usually, pretty good at taking most things in his stride and getting on with it. The one time you gave him a back and shoulder massage for his birthday and this boy was hooked. He even made you buy scented oils to use on him when he wanted one and had bought special towels so the bed wouldn't get ruined.

"Come on then, babe. Go shower and I'll grab the stuff to make you feel better huh?"

Laying the sheets on the bed and changing into a tank top and some shorts, you grabbed his favourite massage oil and dimmed the lights, leaving the bedside lamp on so the room wasn't so bright.

"Really set the mood, huh princess?"

You turned to see Yuuji rubbing his hair with a towel, another one hanging low on his hips as he walked into the bedroom. Water droplets trailing down his body from his hair, across the expanse of his chest and down towards the adonis belt you loved so much.

"Tell me you don't love it."

He snorted as he put the towel in the basket, grabbing you by the hips as he pulled you towards him, swaying side to side to a tune he could only hear. His lips found yours in a slow kiss, his tongue piercing teasing you as he kneaded your ass in his big hands and pulled you against him. The towel didn't hide much and you could feel him grow hot and hard against you, groaning as he felt you reach down and start to move your hand up and down. Pulling away he gave you a quick peck on your lips, winking as he whipped his towel off and lay down, shaking his ass at you.

"C'mon princess, come gimme a rub down."

You couldn't help shake your head at his silliness, as tired as he was after practice he was always playful and joking around with you. Sitting on his ass, you warmed the oil between your hands before you used your thumbs to run from his lower back to his shoulders. You could feel his groan as you pressed your hands on his shoulders, kneading the knots he had from his practice. As toned as his arms were, you knew they had to be tired from all the spiking he did, even with the faint bruises littering his elbows he was still gorgeous.

"Feel good baby?"

You leaned down and gave him a small kiss on the cheek, then his neck as you rose back up. Rubbing your hands all over his back, you turned around and faced his feet as you started giving the same treatment to his legs. You could see the marks from his knee protectors, giving them some extra love as you moved towards his feet. He twitched as you hit a specific ticklish part and you couldn't help but giggle as he poked your ass.

"Stop it, woman. You know full well you're more ticklish than I am."

"Okay, okay. Truce?"

Landing a quick spank on your right butt cheek, he let you get back to your massage. He groaned loudly as you used your knuckles to press into his calves, ensuring they were supple before you moved back up.

"Wanna turn around baby? I can get your front?"

Sitting up, you watched as your boyfriend turned slowly, his eyes half closed as he covered them with his left arm. The right one reaching out to you, tugging you forward so you landed face first into his chest.

"Sleep."

"Yuuji-"

"Sleep baby, I'm good."

You heard the lamp click off as the room fell into darkness, secure in his arms as he kissed you on your forehead, you couldn't help your eyes drift closed as his warmth surrounded you.

"Love you princess."