#ushijima x sister!reader

[maycat-19-142]

Random Ushijima headcannon

A/n: oikawas sister and ushijima.

⚠️: fem reader yelling. Oikawa being dramatic.

Ushijima and oikawas sister, how. Like how. It started with y/n going to Ushijima's school and joined her club aka the volleyball team manger. They got to know each other and often sat together. She was a tomboy but did he care. No. He loved it. So they just started going out they never had an official "asking out" it was just known by everyone. Except oikawa tooru. Soon the volleyball game y/n was dreding. Ushijima new she was oikawas sisters but oikawa... didn't know of Ushijima. When the walk in to the gym Ushijima and y/n were holding hand and then she heard it a loud high pitched scream and them a tall lanking man run up to them."hey tooru" you say letting go of Ushijima hand to start senting up. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH HIM" her brother yelled. "My boyfriend tooru keep up" he just looked offended

This is a mess Have a good day and night 🌙

Pixie out 🧚‍♀️

[solarecliipse]

RUDE !

akaashi, atsumu, kageyama, kuroo, ushijima x reader (separately). wrote this while at work so probably a bit messy! not proofread at all.

akaashi is nervous, like this whole week he’s been thinking about how he wants this day to go, and before showing up he buys a bouquet for your mom and a bottle for your dad, he also has a little keychain for you. so when he knocks he expects you to open, but it’s your dad who opens, looks at him and simply states you’re still getting ready before letting him inside, you go down to them sitting silently, your father looking directly at keiji, and you boyfriend looking anywhere else. you see, it’s not that he doesn’t like him, he just still feels weird about the fact his little girl has a boyfriend.

atsumu is nervous but won’t admit it, at least not to you —he would act all nonchalant and would just talk about it if you ask—, however osamu hasn’t stop listening to him asking how he should act, in the end he makes some shoyu ramen for atsumu to take your home in the condition he will stop talking to him about it. so when atsumu shows up with a casserole and a t-shirt that still has the tag you can’t help but laugh a little, making him more nervous and self-conscious. it ends well, and you mom congratulates the ramen.

kageyama somehow naturally managed to be liked by your dad, like yes, on the first moment they both were skeptical, tobio horridly worried your dad would kick him out or something, but after you leave them for a second to go put the table they’re suddenly the best of friends over some stupid movie saga. tobio hasn’t even actually watched it, he just knows because his grandpa liked it, and now he’s even ignoring you to keep the discussion up with your dad.

kuroo is confident your parents will like him, and he’s right, your mom does tell you he has a weird hairstyle and your dad bonds with him over volleyball, but your little brother, oh, he hates him, when kuroo greets him with a “hey buddy” your brother just shrugs and gets closer to you, even grunting when kuroo kisses your cheek, and when he finally says something to him it’s a “you seem like a bad boyfriend… what was your name again?” just because you let kuroo take the last dumpling. at the end of the night he finally turns to kuroo and says “ok, you can date y/n, but fix your hairstyle”, and kuroo somehow feels relieved.

ushijima seems unfazed, and you think he is until he asks you if you think your parents will like him, you reassure him, and then he asks about your siblings, and you don’t know what to say, because your sister will be alright, but your brother? and of course when he knocks your brother ir the one that opens, looks at him and instantly closes the door, them ushijima can hear a scream of “tooru!” and “ouch!” before you open the door. he spends the whole night giving him the stinky eye, but ushijima is usually too focused on you and your parents to find out. at the end of the night he puts his hand between your and ushijima’s mouth before closing the door once again, and ushijima hears the same scene inside before you open and give him a quick peck.

[nicka-nell]

Getting interrupted during sexy time

Pairing: Osamu x, Ushijima x, Iwaizumi x reader

Warning: fluff, slightly nsfw, mdni, 18+

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

You are in Osamu's and Atsumu's apartment. Atsumu is at his training and you are alone with Osamu. 

Due to the construction of his onigiri store, you've hardly had any time to spend together in the last few weeks. So you were all the happier to be finally back in his powerful arms. Even if he smells of paint, sweat and food. 

"Samu, I love you, but you really stink," you say as he holds you tight in his arms and can't help but laugh. 

"Sorry, I should probably go take a shower and then we can watch a movie in bed and..." he grins mischievously at you, watching you raise your eyebrow. You know exactly what he has in mind. And it's definitely not watching a movie in bed. "We could just take a shower together. I'll help you soap up and..." you say playfully and feel Osamu's hands move from your waist down to your legs. He lifts you up without hesitation and walks towards the bathroom. "Your plan sounds much better, baby." 

It's not long before Osamu rips the clothes off your body, takes his off just as quickly and throws them into a corner, just to pull you into the shower. "Shit baby, did I tell you that you're the best for telling us to make sure we had a big floor-level shower when we bought the apartment?" Osamu says between your passionate kisses, before closing the shower curtain and turning on the water. 

Your kisses get wilder and wilder. His hands press you against the cool tiles of the shower when you suddenly hear the door to the bathroom open.

"Oi Samu, m'back. Sorry if I'm disturbing ya, but I have to piss so bad. I must have drunk 2 liters of water during training." Says Atsumu who rushes into the bathroom and opens the toilet lid and starts emptying his bladder. "Oh shiiiit, that's so fuckin' good," Atsumu sighs as you stare wide-eyed and angry at Osamu, who narrows his eyes in frustration. 

"Are ya fuckin' serious, Tsumu? I'm taking a shower!" grumbles Osamu. But Atsumu doesn't seem to care. "So what? Should I pee in our plants or what? We're twins. I've seen yer dick more often as a child than yer sweet wifey." Atsumu replies before pulling his pants back up. 

You hope so much that he just disappears quickly and you can hit Osamu for not locking the door. 

"Gosh.... When you're done, go. For fucks sake just go. Just because we're twins doesn't mean ya have to hold my hand while I shower." Osamu says annoyed. Atsumu however, just sighs and is about to leave before he turns around again. "Then just lock up next time. Oh and... by the way, hi, favorite sister-in-law." You don't have to see it to know that Atsumu is looking towards the shower curtain with a big grin on his silly face before he leaves the bathroom. 

Embarrassed, you slap your hands over your face. "Shit, he's seen the clothes," you say, knowing full well that he'll be teasing you for months. You're probably not even thinking about sex now. 

Ushijima is not someone who would sleep with you in the wildest or riskiest places. On the opposite, that kind of intimacy takes place in the bedroom. Well, maybe occasionally in the kitchen when he's watching you prepare his food and just looking sexy. 

So it's not really common for the two of you to be caught by anyone. Actually…

It's a normal evening like any other when you walk into the bedroom to Ushijima, who is already in bed. You snuggle under the covers with him and lean against him while he sets his alarm for tomorrow on his cell phone. 

You caress his bare abs, feel yourself wanting more than just to go to sleep and start playing with the waistband of his trunks. 

"Honey, I have to get up early tomorrow," Ushijima interrupts you, putting down his phone and looking at you with his rather monotone gaze, but you recognize a small smile. 

"We don't have to prolong it artificially..." you say playfully and sit down on his pelvis.

Ushijima says nothing more. Instead his hands automatically move to your hips, gripping them tightly while his gaze becomes increasingly hungry. 

He watches you as you take off your top, your bare breasts visible, as you sit on him in just your panties. 

You lift your pelvis, pulling slowly on your panties to pull them down slightly and tease Ushijima a little as he grabs you and switches positions. Now you're lying on your back, Ushijima in front of you before he quickly pulls the panties off your legs. "You said we wouldn't drag it out unnecessarily," he says in a low voice before he takes off his trunks and bends over you. "Do we need lube?" "Hell no, just start." you say greedily. 

Ushijima does as you command and starts thrusting into you, lifting your pelvis slightly upwards and looking deep into your eyes. "Mhh baby yes." you moan, enjoying this moment when suddenly his cell phone rings next to you on the bedside cabinet. 

You both look at his cell phones briefly. Tendou Satori....

Seriously... now? "Toshi, baby, you can call Satori back later," you say as you feel his thrusts slow down a bit. 

"But what if it's important?" he asks. "If you stop now, that will be the last time we have sex," you say angrily as you pant.

"Then I won't stop... but then try not to be too loud," he says suddenly, leaning forward towards you and moving his hips more aggressively again as he reaches for his cell phone and clicks accept. 

He turns the cell phone to loudspeaker, puts it next to you and buries his head in your neck. 

"Hey, Satori, are you okay?" Ushijima tries to say as neutrally as possible while he's balls-deep inside you. You try to shut down your moans, finding the situation surprisingly arousing. Probably because you've never done anything so 'risky' before. 

"Hahahaha Ushiwaka did you really just answer the phone while you were sleeping with your wife? Ui ui ui you really have a lot to learn. I only know stuff like having sex while talking to someone on the phone from a filthy manga. But well, next time pay attention to whether you're being called by video call or by normal call. Your camera is on." Tendou laughs in his usual crazy way as you both get wide-eyed and look at the phone next to you, which reflects Ushijima's naked upper body. 

Ushijima hastily grabs the cell phone and presses the hang-up button with the words "I'll call you back." 

Sighing, he leans his head against your chest, and while you take it with humor and can't suppress your laughter, Ushijima will certainly never do anything else when you two get intimate. 

Iwaizumi and you are visiting Oikawa in Argentina with your friends and have booked a two-week vacation. You are all staying in a hotel. Everyone has their own room, but of course you and Iwaizumi share one.

During the first week you have already done a lot with your friends and you have once again realized how annoying Oikawa can sometimes be. He was always teasing you two "lovebirds". Of course, he always meant it sweetly, but today you were happy to be alone with Iwaizumi in your hotel room in the evening and to go to dinner with him in the hotel restaurant. Alone!

Freshly showered, you come out of the bathroom and are about to go to the wardrobe to pick out an outfit for the evening when you can't take your eyes off Iwaizumi. 

Iwaizumi is already an attractive man. But what makes him even more attractive than he already is? Right when he stands in front of the mirror in his suit trousers and a shirt and rolls up his shirt sleeves to show off his muscular forearms. 

"Oh baby, you're playing a dangerous game," you say in a seductive voice as you walk towards him, still with your towel wrapped around you. 

Iwaizumi turns to you, eyeing you with a grin. "I'm playing a dangerous game? Says the one who comes out of the shower looking so sexy," says Iwaizumi, and pulls you close to give you a kiss. 

You push him away with a giggle and look at him sheepishly. "The towel is still slightly wet... you're ruining your clothes," you say, pulling his shirt back into place. 

"You know... we've been traveling all week... what do you say we order the food up here today? Room service? Then we'll have a bit of time to burn off a few... calories beforehand? What do you think?" Iwaizumi whispers in your ear as he pulls you close again and starts kissing your neck. 

How can you say no to this offer? You think to yourself, already feeling the warmth rising to your head. With a pleasant murmur, you agree before moving your hands from his collar to the buttons of his shirt, opening them bit by bit to touch his abs with your fingertips. 

"Let me just order room service. For in an hour?" he asks as he gently starts kissing your neck up to your shoulder blade. He pulls on your towel before it falls to the floor and he pushes you onto the bed behind you. 

"Sounds good." you say, biting your lip as Iwaizumi eyes you hungrily. He takes a deep breath before forcing himself to concentrate on the phone call for just a moment longer. 

While he calls room service and orders dinner, you sit upright on the bed and start undoing the belt of his pants, pulling them down, including his boxer briefs. 

The call is over in seconds when Iwaizumi quickly takes off his open shirt and leans forward, grasping your face with his hands and pushing you back down onto the bed. "Oh baby, you don't know how much I want you right now," he moans with a deep voice. 

You don't want to wait any longer either and wrap your legs around his hips. 

You kiss passionately, his hands caress your body as if you hadn't seen each other for months and it doesn't take long before you give in to your lust completely. 

Iwaizumi knows exactly what you like, how he has to move so that you moan for him in the most beautiful tones and, as expected, it doesn't stop at just one round. 

You're like new lovers who can't keep their hands off each other, while you've already forgotten the number of orgasms or how many rounds this is now. The fourth?

"God baby I love you." moans Iwaizumi, on the verge of cumming, when suddenly someone knocks on the door. You both flinch. Out of breath, you look up at him. 

"It must be room service with the food," you say as your chest heaves up and down, your legs already trembling from all the heights.  "Yes... wait, stay there, I'll take care of it." Iwaizumi says, a little exhausted by now, sweat glistening on his body. He carefully detaches himself from you, gives you another gentle kiss on the forehead before grabbing a bathrobe from the closet and wrapping it around himself before heading for the door. "Coming..." he says, opening the door just a crack to take the food so that the hotel employee doesn't see your naked body lying in bed. 

However, it is not the hotel employee standing in the doorway. It is Oikawa, Matsukawa and Yahaba. Oikawa happily pulls the door open and is about to enter the room with the words "Let's eat together! We've got pizza and drinks!" when the three men see you in bed with and how you quickly try to cover your body with the sheets and before they can say anything, Iwaizumi throws them out of the hotel room and slams the door. "I really don't need your face here right now, Shittykawa! Get out of here!" 

The second week of vacation you all planned together was a mixture of awkward eye contact and teasing from the others. 

A vacation with friends is no longer on your list for a long time. 

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[cottonlemonade]

Just Down The Street

word count: 1050 || avg. reading time: 4 mins.

pairing: post-time skip Ushijima x chubby!Reader

genre: fluff

warnings: spoilers

request: watching Goosebumps with caramel popcorn, dressed as a pirate || fluffy, going trick or treating with crush Ushijima

Being a cool aunt came with a whole lot of responsibilities. Most of it was the usual of showing up at school plays in outfits that would put any opera-goer to shame, covertly slipping the kids extra pocket money, or rolling up in your freshly polished convertible to pick them up from soccer practice when their parents were busy. But around the holidays more tasks emerged, like taking your niece and nephew trick or treating while their parents were stuck at a work function.

The boy was dressed as Pikachu and his older sister wore the black dress and blank expression of Wednesday Addams. You joined your niece as Morticia, with a long black evening gown that clung tightly to your curves and your corgi by your side dressed as a fish befitting his name.

Originally, you would have left your dog at home to enjoy some peace and quiet after the long hours of playing with the kids but even though you loved him dearly, you didn't trust that sly weasel with an empty home filled with decorations and possibly easily reachable chocolates stashed by not so innocent children's hands.

It was late afternoon and typical for Halloween the sun had already gone down. The first groups of children and chaperones wandered along the sidewalks next to the neatly trimmed lawns of your neighborhood. The street was mostly inhabited by lawyers and doctors and architects, in short, plenty of potential prospects to make your mother ask during every phone call if there was someone on the horizon for you. Usually, you ignored that question, opting instead to silently ponder about the man living in house number 15 with the gorgeous Japanese pine out front and a large pool in the back. You had seen him around the grocery store every so often, inspecting the fresh shiny produce or loading up on a new sack of rice that he effortlessly lifted into the cart. A few times before, he had helped you get something off a high shelf with a polite nod and once at a coffee shop he had paid for your new drink because you dropped the first one just outside the door. And maybe, once or twice, you had stood by your kitchen window, absently nibbling on an apple, waiting for him to run past your home on his morning jog.

When you had seen him on TV during the Olympics this year you had let out a short yelp that had Fish look at you in concern.

The unmovable and kind Olympian neighbor quickly became your crush and you racked your brain trying to think of ways to ask him out.

“Okay munchkins, be cool.”, you told the kids as you headed up the short walkway to number 15’s front door.

They both nodded and your niece rang the bell.

A few moments later the Ushijima Wakatoshi opened, dressed comfortably in dark sweatpants and a gray shirt, holding up a large bowl of what seemed to be expensive French pralines.

“Trick or-“, but before the kids managed to get all the way through the short phrase, Fish spotted a black Shiba Inu strutting down the corridor behind his owner and tugged his leash out of your niece’s hand. In an admirable attempt to catch your dog, your nephew ran after him into Ushijima’s pristine home, and your niece right behind him to get both of them back outside. You and Ushijima just gaped after the chaotic procession racing left into the living room, back out into the corridor, and then right into the kitchen.

Quietly to himself Ushijima had hoped you would stop by today. He had seen you around the neighborhood with the two children plenty of times and although the sight had filled him with a numb lump of disappointment at first, it quickly disappeared once he overheard them calling you their aunt. He asked Tendou to send him some chocolates just in case you’d ring his bell and had kept them in a separate bowl by the door.

He couldn’t help but let his eyes wander for a moment over your tightly fitted dress before calling his dog. The little shadow raced around the corner, tiny paws making scratching sounds on the wooden floor and came to a halt in front of him. Fish’s turn wasn't as graceful. He slipped into the adjacent room before trotting back out, niece and nephew on his tail.

“Sorry.”, both kids bowed as they passed Ushijima Meanwhile, Fish made one last attempt to get the Shiba Inu to play but one stern mention of his name and he hopped over the threshold to be by your side again.

“I am so sorry.”, you also said, bowing as deeply as you could without the dress becoming a distracting issue.

Ushijima smiled and shook his head, dividing the pralines equally among the children whose eyes grew big as saucers at the bounty.

“No need to apologize.”, he said calmly.

With a nervous laugh, you turned the end of Fish's lead in your hands. “This would be so much easier if I had an extra arm. You know, one for each kid and one for the dog.”

“Oh, alright.”, Ushijima took a jacket from a hook and slipped into a pair of sneakers.

“What are you doing?”

“You said you need an extra hand.” And as if to drive his point across he raised both of his.

You blushed. You really didn't want him to think that you were guilt-tripping him into helping out. “This is not necess-”

“I was just about to take him for a walk anyway.”, Ushijima nodded to the well behaved pup still sitting at his feet, then looked back at you, “If you wouldn’t mind some company…?” He let the question hang in the air for a bit, wondering if the “subtle insinuation”-approach Tendou had taught him was not too vague.

“Oh!”, you said, “No, not at all! The more the merrier.”

Followed by his dog he stepped outside into the crisp fall air.

“Who are you dressed as?”, your nephew asked, frowning up at your neighbor about his non-existent costume.

The man was perplexed and halted as he fixed the collar of his jacket, then said, “Ushijima Wakatoshi. - Nice to make your acquaintance.”

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A wild duck chase

(Have you ever seen a duck run?)

-> pairing: HS Ushijima Wakatoshi x Reader (reader is Goshiki’s older sister)

-> Soulmate AU (a duck chases you to your soulmate)

-> genre: fluff, fluff and more fluff

-> format: oneshot

-> cw: implied eating of duck at the end

~ Part 1 of A Haikyuu Soulmate Series (Akaashi)

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Legend has it that a duck appears when you turn 18. And that duck will lead you to your soulmate when they turn 18. 

It is at a volleyball practice when Ushijima catches sight of you. You’re Goshiki’s older sister, a third year in Shiratorizawa. Ushijima has seen you around but never really paid much attention to you. 

And when you interrupt the practice session to pass Goshiki’s lunch box to him, Ushijima still doesn’t pay much attention. He continues training his serves while a small commotion occurs. 

“Tsutomu-san is so pretty!” Tendou remarks to him, out of Goshiki’s earshot. Ushijima grunts in acknowledgment. That ball was too short. Further? That one was almost out. I have to keep practising. 

The commotion gets louder and Ushijima tries to block the noise out. Until… quack. Tendou screeches.

Ushijima lowers his serving arm. 

Quack quack 

A white duck waddles from the slightly ajar stadium door, straight towards him. 

Reon being the dedicated vice captain he is, tries his best to shoo the duck away. Tendou leaps over to try duck-whispering. 

It seemed that Tendou was successful, since the duck was now being happily escorted by the red-haired blocker to the bleachers. It sits in its place, contented. 

And after practice, the duck follows Ushijima out, back to the dorms. Ushijima simply accepts his new companion. Why shouldn’t he?

And so for the next few days, the duck just follows Ushijima around. Even on Ushijima’s weekly runs.

During which, he realises that the duck is kinda too slow for his liking, so he picks it up and treats it like a medicine ball. He trains the duck during the Saturday runs, showers it, builds a nest for it in the room he shares with Tendou. 

Until one morning, the duck decides to take off like an alarm clock on legs. It tugs at Ushijima’s pant legs, beckoning him to go somewhere. Caught off-guard, Ushijima decides to follow it. 

The duck runs across the block and goes to the female dormitories, but guys can’t enter the female dorms. Which is what Ushijima earnestly tells it. 

And the duck just sits (?) there (?). Until it starts running off again.

Surprisingly, Ushijima realises that it’s a soulmate duck when Coach Washijou tells him so. 

This adds to his curiosity when he catches up with the duck. I’ll follow the duck and we’ll find my soulmate. The school grounds are manageable, this should be easy. 

But who knew, it was a wild goose (duck) chase. 

They ran around the school compound, the duck seemingly following a trail where his soulmate had previously walked on. 

It was almost two hours and they still couldn’t locate his soulmate. Was it lost? Ushijima thinks, looking warily at the huffing and puffing duck running in circles.

At least he got his training in amirite?

And the next day, the duck is relentless. He follows the running duck (must be the training he thinks, its stamina improved over the past few weeks) all the way to the field.

Where he sees you again in the track and field uniform, warming up at the start line. Ushijima finally puts two and two together. 

Is Goshiki’s sister my soulmate? 

And at the whistle, you take off sprinting. Following close behind you is - a white duck. 

Ushijima is mesmerised at the way you soar over the hurdles, white duck strutting under the bars after you.

At his duck’s incessant quacks, he goes over to meet you at the finish line.

Panting, you walk to slow your breathing and turn back to see your new companion waddling after you.

As you turn, you catch sight of Ushijima’s well-built figure standing stoically by the side of the track. You ignore him, bee-lining for your towel to wipe dry.

Why is he here? Is he looking for Goshiki?

You spot the white ball of feathers by his feet.

Oh.

And you feel pecking at your ankles. You look down at the stubborn animal. What’s-

The ducks nudge both of you to stand face to face (or rather, your face to his broad chest, very embarrassing and awkward ngl). You could still feel the heat from the earlier run radiating off your body.

The ducks behind you two quack innocently. 

I think we’re soulmates :D Ushijima smiles down at you, happy that he’d finally figured out who his soulmate was.

You give your best grin, matching it with a shrug that definitely looked as forced as it felt. You felt conflicted. It wasn’t that having Ushijima as your soulmate was horrible, it was just that… you two never really got to know each other.

So after a good shower, you meet Ushijima at the school pond to talk “soulmates”.

You feel like you’re not ready for a relationship with him, since you don’t know Ushijima personally yet. 

And he doesn’t want to rush things either.

So in the meantime, all 4 of you (2 people and 2 ducks) go on weekly runs in the neighbourhood. 

This leaves Goshiki really confused and slightly afraid. Is his idol leaving him for his sister??

Side note for Washijou, after Tendou probes a little about his soulmate, he reveals that he had duck rice for dinner on his 18th birthday. 

Like a duck appearing on his birthday? Definitely a birthday delicacy on legs right? Nope

Ushijima waiting outside the female dorms with his duck:

[tulip-room]

•.¸♡ Sweet Treats♡¸.•

A/N: Hello!!! So I’m branching out a little bit and writing for some more fandoms! This is going to be a collection of oneshots that are purely selfish because I’m about to go to pastry school and want more content for Baker! Readers. That being said I hope you enjoy this little thing <3 the taglist for all of these are open currently so reply in the comments of this post for which ones you want to be tagged for <3 I’ll stop yapping now and list the stories <333

Haikyu!!

Straw”Berry” happy to see you -> Osamu orders a cake for Suna’s birthday and when he goes to pick it up falls head over heels for the cute owner so he becomes a regular. (Osamu x reader)

Whisk You Away -> Ushijima swears by your sweets so when Tendo visits he of course has to try one. He wasn’t expecting the owner to be so cute and makes it his mission to “Whisk you away” on a date. (Tendo x reader)

Slice of Your Heart -> Atsumu really does try to follow his diet but how can he when the bakery owner who lives next door is so irresistible? (Atsumu x reader)

Cavity -> Oikawa thinks you’re too sweet and will give him a cavity (Oikawa x reader)

Heart Shaped Cookies -> You make the best healthy cookies and when delivering them to the team Ushijima is surprised to see…only his are heart shaped? (Ushijima x reader)

Cheat Day ->  Sakusa forgets his lunch at home and you bring it to him. One problem, you guys forgot to tell his friends you were dating. (Sakusa x reader)

Blueberry milk cookies? -> Although sweet treats don’t usually catch his eye when Kageyama learns that one might be inspired by him he has to try one for himself. (Kageyama x reader)

Excuses -> Suna’s little sister loves your sweet treats. That’s definitely why he’s in there so often (Suna x reader)

JJK

Crusts -> Nanami never thought much about the crusts on sandwiches until you start making them for him and you never leave them on. (Nanami x reader)

Warm -> Gojo isn’t sure how you always smell like fresh baked cookies (Gojo x reader)

Sweet Tooth -> Megumi didn’t know he had a sweet tooth until he tasted your kisses (Megumi x reader)

Sugar Sweet -> You and Geto make some sweet treats with the girls and start a food fight which ends in a bath and many sugary kisses (Geto x reader)

Written in Icing -> Inumaki gets a little insecure that he can’t communicate the same way everyone else can. So, he writes his feelings in icing on a cake to confess to his crush. (Inumaki x reader)

Blue Lock

Citrus -> You make a new dessert and Rin taste tests it (Rin x reader)

Cupcake -> Bachira helps you make cupcakes and shenanigans ensue (Bachira x reader)

Some of these characters I’ve never written for so I’m sorry if they’re a little ooc! These are Works In Progress currently! This is just a list to see who all wants to see it and to help me keep myself organized!!! If you want to check out any of my other works though feel free to do so! My asks are also open if you want to request anything ^-^

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[tomasweetheart]

MY FAV HQ BOYS BEING . . . in love w/ you !

various hq boys x m!reader (includes sugawara, iwaizumi, sakusa, bokuto & ushijima), established relationship, reader uses he/him pronouns, post-timeskip implications

warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, the hq boys being absolutely head-over-heels for you, use of pet names, reader gets called 'handsome' (sakusa), reader gets called 'pretty boy' (sugawara), a tad suggestive in iwa's but nothing too serious, reader gets his nails painted & called gorgeous (bokuto)

notes: thinkin' about the boys being so deep in love with someone it makes them sick to even be that head-over-heels, sighs

SUGAWARA who can't help but stare at your sleeping figure, admiring the way the light of passing cars illuminates your face. gently, he traces the side of your face with his pointer finger. god, he can't believe he got so lucky. you're the prettiest boy he's ever laid his eyes on, and even better, you're his pretty boy. he sighs contently one more time, pulling you closer to his chest before drifting off to sleep himself.

IWAIZUMI who presses open mouth kisses on your collarbone, sloppily moving his way up your neck in the heat of the moment. hushed "i love you's" falling from his lips as you grip his hair. he makes his way to your jawline, when he pulls back to admire your face. your flush expression and red lips from the intense makout session from only moments before. he smiles to himself, the thought alone that you're all his makes his chest tighten with adoration, before he continues his attack, littering kisses on the rest of your face.

SAKUSA who's normally not too adamant on being less than at least a foot away from someone, being held tightly in your arms as you two watch some random sitcom on t.v. the show soon becomes a blur to kiyoomi as he turns his attention to look upwards at you. god. before he can even think, a simple praise falls from his lips. "you're so handsome, (y/n)." he states, before turning his attention back to whatever was playing on the t.v. he smirks as you're left speechless by his sudden act of affection.

BOKUTO who can't stop giggling as he puts the colorful polish on your fingers. he hasn't painted anyone's nails except his sisters when he was in middle school, and the fact that his oh-so-gorgeous boyfriend had even asked him to do it made him so elated. you'd orignally asked him to be careful, but decided to just let him be. he was having so much fun, you couldn't diminish that. even if most of the polish was ending up on your skin.

USHIJIMA who is so clingy, you don't even recognize the person he is on the court. he always, always, always has to be touching you in some way. whether it be wrapping his large arms around you while you cook dinner, wrapping his arm around your shoulders on the couch while watching a movie or holding your hands tightly in his on just a casual stroll down the sidewalk. being able to touch you reminds him that you're real, and that you're his forever.

[hiraethwa]

one summer day

12 shoot for the stars. where you celebrate ushijima’s signing with a tokyo team

<< 11 star-crossed.| >> 13 hello, tokyo.

pairing: ushijima wakatoshi x reader word count: 1.6k warnings: nothing much tags: @lemurzsquad @daisy-room @integers @brokenscaredakira @whosmarjj -- (inbox me if you want to be added to the tag list)

december, third year

the weather turns cold, ushering in the snowy winter days. you realize it will be the last winter you share with ushijima if you don’t end up going to school in tokyo next year. 

“let’s go to tokyo together” you remember his words, clear as the night sky the words were spoken under. ushijima had stayed true to his words, choosing to accept an offer to play with a v-league division one team based in tokyo. 

the ball is quite literally in your court now. 

your hands shake as you rip open the letter from the university of tokyo, the thin envelope almost foretelling the results. your eyes scan the words quickly. thank you for your application… we receive thousands of applicants… each goes through rigorous and demanding standards… we regret to inform–

the paper slips from your trembling hands.

cruel is the fate that dealt you your hand. you glance at the vision board balanced atop your dresser. the collage of letters torn out from magazines spelling out ‘university of tokyo’ mocking you like a cruel joke. 

you bite your lip, swallowing the tears welling in your eyes. life goes on, and you have a party to get to. 

ushijima’s celebration party is in full swing by the time you arrive. people chatting in groups, laughing, holding glasses of amber liquid. you recognize some of them, the players on the volleyball school team, a handful of classmates scattered across the sprawl of the first floor of the large house. a good portion of adults and strangers, who you assumed to be his mother’s friends or family. 

you are late, but late is better than never. it seemed like the universe is against you getting here on time today. you had decided last minute that the outfit you had prepared could be too casual, rummaging through your cabinet for something more. and when you were done, you could not find the gift where you left it, causing you to be even later than you already were. 

now weaving through the upscale crowd, looking for ushijima’s tall figure, you are glad that you went with a more formal outfit for the occasion. ah, there he is.

you stop dead in your tracks when you notice who he is talking to. 

because looking up at ushijima with a gentle smile, hair pinned back carefully, is a stranger clad in a simple and elegant dress. you rack your brain, going through the students at your school but came up short, so she probably doesn’t go to shiratorizawa. you wouldn’t forget someone like this. 

it is not just that, but also the two older ladies who are with them, presumably their mothers, that makes you pause. 

there is a feeling that you can recount on one hand the times you felt it settle over you. the indescribable feeling of witnessing something pivotal happening before you know what it is. once when your parents came home from the doctors when you were a toddler, the biggest smiles on their faces. you later found out that it was the day they learned your mother is pregnant with your sister. the other time was when your father packed his bags for a week long business trip in tokyo after your sister’s funeral. that turned into two weeks, then a month, and a permanent role change and only seeing him on new year’s day and emergencies. 

you twist away from them, ignoring that feeling that once again nudges itself against you. 

“hey” semi finds you easily by the drinks pouring yourself a generous amount of the bitter liquid despite being underaged. 

“you look good.” you nod your head in appreciation of the classy white button-up semi opted for.

“thanks, you talked to ushijima yet?”

“nah, he’s swarmed.”

he chuckles, “tell me about it.”

“want some?” you offer the cup to him. 

“i thought you hate the smell of alcohol.” semi scrunches his nose at you.

“today’s a special occasion, isn’t it?” your hand tightens around the glass. 

this is a celebratory party, you remind yourself. you had dropped off your gift at the entrance alongside the rather large pile of congratulatory presents, feeling out of place carrying the wrapped box around the party. 

you knew that ushijima came from an influential family in the miyagi prefecture, but this far outweighs the picture you had in your head of how affluent they are. they had a whole coat check for guests in the foyer. 

semi furrows his brows at your words. “shit, you heard back from tokyo today, didn’t you?”

“it has been decided, yeah.” you look away, finding ushijima making his way towards you. “let’s talk about this another time. tonight, we are celebrating.” 

you lift your glass, inclining your head at the star of the night. unfamiliar faces gravitate towards him, stopping him on the way, smiling and congratulating him on his new position with the v-league team, pulling him into conversations. 

the world has always kept its eyes on him, you think.

“yet his eyes are always on you.” semi comments, making you flush with realization that you spoke out loud. 

“i don’t know if i want things to change. what if it all goes wrong?” you shake your head, understanding what semi is implying with his words. 

despite coming to terms with the fact that the feelings might be mutual, you still have the irrational fear of having a fallout so catastrophic that you would lose him. that, and neither of you ever got around to addressing the shared moment during tanabata. you definitely were not putting it off as long as you could.

“what if it doesn’t?” what if it doesn’t? you have been unlucky your whole life that you know good things like that don’t just drop into your lap without some pre-attached conditions. lady luck has never been on your side, why would she start now?

“i don’t know, eita,” you shake your head. “it’s getting late, and i have an early morning practice tomorrow. i don’t think he’s gonna make it over at this rate. say hi to ushijima for me?”

your escape does not go unnoticed, for a moment later, ushijima catches up to you putting your jacket on in the foyer. 

“you’re leaving already?” he frowns at you. 

“yeah, sorry. i didn’t want to intrude since you seemed like you had your hands full.” you smile sheepishly at him, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. “i know you've heard it plenty tonight but i’m gonna say it anyway. congratulations! i’m so proud of you! i did get you a gift, it's on the table over there.” you gesture at the table laden with bags of every size and carefully wrapped boxes. 

“that’s not what i care about. did you hear back from tokyo? today is the last day the admission letters should arrive, right?” his hand finds yours, easily enveloping your relatively small hand. you are acutely aware of his warmth at the contact of his fingers around yours. 

“maybe we should talk about this another–” you try to delay the news, but a stern voice calling his name grabs both your attention. 

“we have guests waiting to talk to you, wakatoshi.” you recognize the older woman from earlier. her eyes narrow at the sight of ushijima holding your hand. “and don’t forget our agreement.”

“yes, mother.” she only gives you a curt nod before disappearing back to the party. 

you exhale, blowing out the breath you weren’t aware of holding. she reminds you of ushijima’s stoic countenance. of course he got it from his intimidating mother. 

ushijima turns to you, “before you go, i wanted to ask you if you want to share an apartment in tokyo. i found a nice two bedroom apartment, and i want to secure—”

you do a double take. flatmates? that is either the worst idea ever, or the best. but you didn’t have heart to knock him off his high tonight, nor did you want to put a damper on his mood by telling him about your rejection from the university of tokyo. 

but it must have shown on your face, because he broke off halfway, concern clouding his eyes. “what’s wrong?”

“nothing to worry about,” you quickly cover. “that sounds nice, but let’s talk it over before we make it official.” you nod, chuckling quietly at the excitement ushijima is exuding as his eyes widen and fucking sparkles. fuck me sideways, how can i ever say no to him? 

ushijima reluctantly releases your hand, looking back towards the party at the sound of his name being chanted. “i’ll see you at school on monday?” 

“of course.” semi’s words earlier echo in your head, so you tiptoe, quickly pressing a kiss to his cheek before you think twice and lose your courage. “good night!” 

you basically sprint out of the front door. 

it doesn’t occur to you until much later, that you probably shouldn’t have done that. it was a selfish action, spurred on by semi and the girl that ushijima was talking to. 

it was unfair to ushijima, considering the letter of acceptance with a scholarship offer from Conservatoire National Supérieur de Musique et de Danse de Paris sitting on your desk at home. one that you went over agonizingly with your limited but growing french vocabulary. 

a snowflake lands on your skin, allowing you to admire its six-pointed crystal lattice momentarily before it melts from your warmth. you look up at the night sky filled with snow flurries dancing to the wind. a bittersweet smile hangs on your lips. 

it is the last winter you will share with ushijima. fate brought you together more than two years ago, both of your lives intersecting for a short period of time. now, it will see your paths diverge again. 

to paris it is.

a/n: maybe some foreshadowing but you didn’t hear it from me <3

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[base0h]

HAIKYUU CHARACTERS MEETING YOU, THEIR IDOL PLAYER

a/n - so this was kinda inspired by the one piece swapped au :) but yeah basically it’s just them meeting you, a professional volleyball player for Japan that they’ve idolized their entire life and aspired to become like you 🫶

Warnings ⚠️ - g/n reader, famous volleyball player reader, this is not an x reader thing!!

are they having a seizure? A stroke? A heart attack? Maybe all three?? | “OH MY GO—“ they’re frozen mid sentence

.✩ hinata (when is bro not tweaking when he meets someone remotely cool?), nishinoya, tanaka (you made him and nishinoya freeze midair like when they saw johzenji’s manager), koganegawa, goshiki, yamaguchi, bokuto (he’ll unfreeze and then yap about how cool you are), yamamoto, inuoka, kinoshita, himekawa (he might’ve died standing up)

you’re scared of them because why are they just staring at you like they wanna murder you? | they want an autograph but are too afraid to ask you

.✩ kageyama, asahi (he doesn’t mean to bro 😭), aone, sakusa (bro doesn’t want germs on him but he also thinks you’re cool so he’s torn)

they’re so sweet, and they walk up to you with so much adoration your heart legit melts | “You’re so cool— you’re the reason I started volleyball and I’m so glad I did!”

.✩ hinata, nishinoya, kanoka, michimiya (she’s literally so sweet 😭), natsu, akane (she got into cheering because of you not her brother don’t tell him)

they’re all calm on the outside but inside they’re tweaking | “Can I have an autograph?” OH MY GOD IT’S Y/N L/N HOLY SHIT—

.✩ hoshiumi, kuroo, yaku, suguru, futakuchi, konoha, terushima

probably the most normal acting fans out of everyone | “Can I have a selfie with you? I’m a big fan of yours :)”

.✩ tendou, sugawara, ennoshita, iwaizumi (bro does not know how to smile for pictures tho), oikawa (he’s gonna do those finger heart things), matsukawa, hanamaki, daichi (also does not know how to smile for pictures plus he can’t figure out how to flip the camera), semi, aran, kai, komori, hirugami, akaashi

they don’t even look like they like you but they really do | “Can I have an autograph?” they say that as they’re looking at you like you’re a piece of trash

.✩ ushijima, kunimi, kenma (you’re his fav streamer), suna (his rbf is so bad) washio, shirabu (I don’t think he’s ever looked friendly in his life)

they’re very nervous and they legit cannot ask what they wanna ask without forgetting who they are where they are and what’s happening 😭 | “Uh— what’s my name for you to sign? Oh! Right— yeah my name is uh— crap what is my name?”

.✩ yamaguchi, hinata, kindaichi, himekawa, kinoshita, yachi (it’ll be a miracle if she actually is able to ask for a picture without dying of anxiety), kanoka, asahi (he forgot what he was gonna ask you too)

you’re a fan of them so now you’re tweaking because they’re asking YOU for an autograph/selfie | “Can I have a self—“ “YES.”

.✩ kenma (you’re literally a premium patreon), alisa, lev (bro him and his sister are so pretty), little giant, timeskip hinata (ninja shoyo bro 😭🙏)

you’re scared because why are they as tall as the BFG | “Can I have a selfie?” “Yeah sur— HOLY—“

.✩ hyakuzawa, tsukishima, ushijima (“hello there” bro has the high ground 💀), hakuba (that one dude in kamomedai), koganegawa, hirugami (not the kamomedai guy his older brother), lev, meian, sokolov (I have no idea who this is I just know he’s 6’7), barnes (also don’t know who this dude is but bro’s 6’9), taichi, tomas

they’re so chill and friendly that you become friends

.✩ fukunaga (he’s hilarious dude no wonder he’s a comedian post timeskip), kai (the guy is a saint 😭), aran, sarukui, konoha, tendou, kiyoko, sugawara, matsukawa, hanamaki

a/n - fukunaga is underrated guys he’s hilarious

[disaster-writer]

Poison (Part 2/4)

Pairing: Alpha!Bokuto x Beta!Reader

Summary: You loved love, but it wasn’t made for you… but maybe a certain Alpha could change your mind

Word Count: 7.7k

AU: Omegaverse

Part 1

(L/N) Ami was many things.

A desirable and beautiful Omega. Playful and fun with a sharp cutting wit. She’s masterfully gotten Alphas to bend to her own commands in the past, including her father and brothers.

But above all else, she was a meddler. Or what she preferred to be called: A Matchmaker.

Both her older twin brothers were mated before high school even ended. For her youngest sister however, she was still working on it.

But you? You were always the most difficult and not because you refused to play your part. You did it beautifully in fact all throughout high school and the beginning of college. She convinced you to confess to many people she thought would be good for you and you never shied from the challenge, something she greatly envied herself as she was much too timid to ever put herself out there.

But no one ever wanted you, and after each and every rejection, she watched as your drive and confidence diminished little by little.

Until you gave up completely.

The night still haunts her whenever she’d look back on it. 

You were twenty years old when you came back home from class one evening. You and your sisters all shared a room so when they saw you were in tears upon entering they were both on high alert.

You told them you had run into an old high school acquaintance. A high school acquaintance that you had a bit of a crush on back then. You figured you’d shoot your shot as he was the only guy you liked that had always intimidated you too much to try and ask out. 

The great Ushiwaka.

He rejected you.

And of all the people that had ever rejected you, you told them that he was the meanest.

Everyone was well aware that Ushijima Wakatoshi was very blunt with his words and lacked any eloquence. You knew that but what he had told you that day made you want to never pursue another relationship with an Alpha or an Omega again.

You weren’t and would never be compatible with any other presentation that wasn’t another Beta.

You didn’t even have any friends other than your sisters she came to realize. But it made sense in that the schools your parents always pushed you in were always elite and top notch, the students that attended those schools always seemed to come from traditionalist families.

Apparently a Beta had no ranking among society now that they made up such a small portion of the worlds population.

After seeing the pain you were in she decided to hang up the apron of matchmaking and instead devoting her life to hearing your cries of woe concerning love, no matter how pathetic it seemed.

She thought things would get better once you started your career… and at least she thinks they did. But you never spoke about the people you worked with. Whenever it came to work talk you only told them about your job and nothing else.

So after this revelation, smelling you bathed in an Alphas scent and receiving gifts… 

She was taking the apron off its hook again.

She had cried all night over sappy romance movies with you, gone to your Pilates class, and went out to dinner with you all while the cogs in her head were turning.

Once you were fast asleep she snuck into your room to confirm her suspicions.

She went to your closet and dug through it, and sure enough nearly all of your work attire in some way or another smelled like the very same Alpha.

After that she had snuck back downstairs and into the guest room to search the internet. Typing in Bokuto msby black jackals and pulled up images.

Her eyes widened as she stared at the screen, the light from her laptop illuminating her entire face within the dark room.

”What the fuck (Y/N)?” She muttered softly, scrolling through photos of Bokuto with his teammates, on court, interview screenshots. Pictures of him shirtless and playing beach volleyball with his teammates. Other pictures with him dripping with sweat and his hair fallen down after particularly intense games.

She looked up his stats. 

Height: 6’2.9” 

Weight: 192lbs

Power: 5; Jumping: 4; Stamina: 5; Game sense: 3; Technique: 5; Speed: 4

“You hit the fucking jackpot you bitch!” She quietly cheered.

After her little late night detective work, Ami couldn’t go back to sleep. She was too excited. If she was going to get you mated once and for all she knew what she had to do.

Just like any case before, she had to make contact. Her technique would have to be different for this one however. Back in high school, first contact was always talking you up and getting the guy to even think of you as a possibility. So for Bokuto, contact meant she was going to have to coach him into mating you. It was probably going to prove difficult though. Your self worth isn’t where it used to be so he’s going to have to pull his weight in getting you to take him seriously as a dating option. Especially since strong Alphas always seemed out of your potential suitor criteria.

But to do that she was going to actually have to meet him.

And to do that…

Ami had pounced on you the second your alarm went off at 7am.

”Take me to work with you today!”

You groaned tiredly, “Noooo.”

”Please!”

”No. Don’t wanna… and get off,” you weakly wiggled, trying to get her off you.

”Not until you agree to take me to work with you!”

You sighed and groaned once more. Waking up more and more with each loud yell.

“Why would you even want to go? It’s gonna be boring for you.”

”I’d be more bored stuck here all day!”

”I’m not forcing you to stay inside idiot.”

”Yeah but you love your job and I want to see where you work!”

You finally opened your eyes, blinking away the sleep as the raspiness in your voice began to even out just slightly.

”I can’t just bring people to work whenever I want, what do you think this is?”

”You told me a while ago that sometimes one of their mates will come watch practice. So that means I can come and watch!”

You glared at her, “You’re gonna make me look bad.”

”I’ll make you look great!” She exclaimed, jumping up and down on you in excitement and rattling the whole bed, “Alphas love me!”

You rolled your eyes, finally sitting up and pushing her off you. She tumbled down onto the ground with a thud.

Mochi who had been on the ground, probably because she had shaken the whole bed when she first jumped on you, stuck her nose out to sniff her. 

“No. I have a reputation there. A reputation that you have no business ruining.”

”And what reputation is that? Did you trick everyone into thinking you’re this serious work lady like you did in high school so they wouldn’t know how big of a baby you actually are?”

You scoffed, getting to your knees and looking down over the bed at her, “Baby!? You’re the baby!”

”Adults don’t have a bunch of anime dolls!” She exclaimed, accusingly pointing to your shelves of anime figures you had on display.

”Plenty of adults have those—“

“And what about when you threw a tantrum yesterday because I stole one bite of your dessert!”

“Shut up you loser!” You leapt off the bed and onto her, “It was mine anyway!” You exclaimed as she began wrestling back and tugging on your hair, making you yelp. You yanked her hair back and the two of you immediately stopped with the others hair in a tight grip.

”Take me!” She exclaimed, pulling your hair and causing you to yelp in pain again. 

So you yanked hers back, causing her to let out a pained sound as well, “Never! You’re forbidden to step foot into my workplace!”

“You owe me!”

”How do I owe you!?”

“For all the times I’ve had to console you at like 5 am cause you were crying over a fucking movie!”

”You agreed to that!”

”I’ve also spent every Valentines Day with you for the past ten years just cause you didn’t want to feel lonely!”

The two of you fell silent, keeping each other in the others death grip.

Finally you caved, “God, FINE!”

* * * *

You stared out the window across from where you were seated on the train, glaring at the bright and sunny day. It’s as if it were mocking you as your sister tagged along with you happily seated next to you.

You could see it almost being comical to an onlooker to see you with the metaphorical storm cloud hanging over your head while your sister rocked side to side in joy and excitement with her usual giant grin.

And you knew people were looking… they were just looking at her though.

Because as usual your cute omega sister got dressed up in her usual attire consisting of a pretty blouse and skirt, paired with cute high heeled boots despite the fact that she’d just be sitting in a gym all day.

While you, in all your Beta glory, sat in your regular MSBY Black Jackals tracksuit. The uniform you wore when you’d be attending practice and not doing office work.

So it was no wonder your sister stole the show, even on a monotonous train ride to work.

The train had come to a stop and she had happily followed you off the train.

The moment the gymnasium had come into view you began laying down some ground rules.

”No embarrassing me, no fighting with me, you’re not allowed to just pounce on me out of no where because I will kill you. Stay away from the team, the coach, and the athletic trainers. You’re to stay by my side the entire time,” you shoved the door open, stepping foot into the hallway which lead to the gym, “These are my co-workers so no flirting—“

”Okay, okay. I got it mom. Sheesh, it’s like you forgot that I’m the older sister.” She rolled her eyes, trailing after you.

You stopped short right before the giant double doors, turning hastily towards her, “I’m serious Ami. These guys respect me, and I swear if you do anything to screw that up I’m locking you in the guest room until you die.”

She narrowed her eyes at you and the two of you stared at each other challengingly.

”…You have coffee breath,” she deadpanned.

You gasped, slapping a hand over your mouth, “You are such a bitch!” You hissed, pushing the gym door open and shoving her through it before furiously looking through your bag for a breath mint.

The team must have still been in the locker room since no one was out yet besides the coach when you arrived.

”Ah, good morning Samson-san,” you greeted.

”Good morning!” He called back from the bench, looking at your sister in curiosity, “And who’s this?”

”This,” you gestured towards your sister, stopping beside the bench, “Is my sister Ami. She’s staying with me for a couple weeks and she was interested in watching practice— I hope this isn’t imposing on—“

”No, no, of course not,” he waved you off, “It’s nice to meet you Ami, are you a volleyball fan?”

”Thank you! You too!” She grinned cheerfully, “And of course! With all my sisters games I had to attend back in high school it’s kind of hard not to be,” she laughed.

Samson raised an eyebrow at this and looked at you, “I didn’t realize you used to play (Y/N).

Your eyes widened slightly, “Oh yeah— I only ever played casually though,” you tried to wave off.

”Casually!?” She exclaimed, glancing at you before looking back at Samson, “She bawled her eyes out when she found out she wouldn’t be going pro— Ouch!”

You stomped on her foot.

You laughed awkwardly and gripped your sisters wrist, “Don’t mind her. She doesn’t know half the things that come out her mouth.” You then tugged her along towards the bleachers.

Samson eyed the two of you curiously before looking down at his clipboard, “Interesting,” he muttered under his breath.

”What did I just tell you?” You seethed.

Ami rolled her eyes, yanking her wrist out of your hand, “So-rry for thinking the coach would have known the manager used to play volleyball.” She muttered sarcastically.

”And you don’t know the first thing about volleyball you liar.”

”That’s not true! I know um… I know libero!”

”You only know that word because that was my position,” you deadpanned.

”Whatever I still know it—“

She cut herself off as the men’s locker room door had swung open and the team started filing out into the gym.

You glanced at them before looking back at Ami, “Sit down,” you said, pushing her onto the bleachers, “And remember this is my job—“

”HEY, HEY, HEYYY.”

Your stomach dropped, “Oh come on.”

And just like that, one second you were looking at your sister and the next your feet were off the ground in one of Bokuto’s bone crushing hugs.

”Beta-chan! Are you staying for practice today!?”

“Yes, Bokuto-san. That’s why I’m in my tracksuit—“

Your sister’s eyes glowed as she stared at this interaction, completely blind to the group of Alphas staring and whispering about her instead.

”—Now put me down,” you ordered the large Alpha. To which he did with a frown. “Thirty push ups. Go. You know I’ve told you time and time again that you’re not allowed to ambush me like that.”

He was about to respond when the scent of an Omega reached his nose and… honestly you don’t think it ever took someone that long not to realize your sister was there.

”Who’s this?” He looked down at your sister with big, curious eyes.

“This is—“

”I’m Ami!” She exclaimed, jumping to her feet, “(Y/N)‘s sister!”

“Sister?” He grinned, “I didn’t know Miss Manager had a sister!”

She smiled at you teasingly, “Yeah, my little sister loves to keep her secrets. But you must be Bokuto-san, (Y/N) has told me so much about you!”

Bokuto’s eyes instantly lit up, ”She has!?”

”HAH!?” You yelled in shock, “I’m sorry, but I need a moment alone with Ami— go do your push ups.”

You gripped your sister’s wrist and dragged her outside the gym, the entire team watching the scene in shock.

“Whoa,” Hinata said in wonder, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen Miss Manager so flustered.”

”Her sister has no bond mark!” Atsumu exclaimed, starting to run to the gym doors but being held back by Sakusa’s grip on the collar of his shirt.

”Leave her alone you stupid Alpha,” Sakusa muttered.

* * * *

After yelling at your sister and putting her in her place, things finally seemed to have returned to normal.

Your sister sat on the bleachers quietly while you helped Samson run practice and kept notes. You did your other usual tasks of providing water bottles, handing out towels, and providing encouragement throughout the day. Especially Bokuto as he always seemed to actively search out the praise more than the others.

Truth be told, practice had seemed to go by even better than usual… but you were also pretty sure they were all just trying to show off to the unmated Omega in the back.

You stared down at your clipboard, making sure you jotted down all the notes that Samson gave you during practice. Absentmindedly taking off your jacket and putting it beside you on the bench, you flipped over the page, eyes continuing to dance over the page.

Then your phone rang. 

You picked it up and looked at the collar ID.

”Shit,” it was a sponsor. You looked over to Samson watching the team on the sidelines, “I have to take this, I’ll be right back.” You said, getting up and heading out of the gym while he just waved in acknowledgment.

Your sister watched curiously as you ran out of the gym, wondering if she should follow you.

However, after about two minutes, Samson called a lunch break.

You still hadn’t come back, so Ami continued to sit there in confusion as some of the others shuffled off into the locker room or went to their water bottles.

She found her eyes gravitating toward Bokuto as he not so subtly inched his way to the bench as he pretended to drink from his water bottle nonchalantly.

She narrowed her eyes as she watched him knick the jacket of your tracksuit and run off under the bleachers. Following his movements, she peeked through the rows of the bleachers. The view was obstructed but he very clearly was scenting the jacket.

That was when Ami knew that the Alpha courting you was hot… but also may not be the sharpest tool in the shed….

He was perfect for you.

Ami happily walked down the bleachers so she could go and confront the Alpha.

And just like she had been spying on him, Atsumu had been spying on her and found himself following from behind as she went under the bleachers as well.

She grinned deviously as she continued to watch Bokuto crouching down on the floor and furiously rubbing his wrists against the fabric of your jacket. 

Aw, he’s even considerate. She thought to herself. Alphas typically would rub their faces and neck against a piece of fabric to scent it, but because he was covered in sweat from practice he only used his wrists.

He was so focused on scenting it that he didn’t even notice Ami until she jumped right in front of him.

She stood proudly, an accusing finger pointed his way as he looked up like a deer caught in the headlights.

”You!” She boldly exclaimed… almost a little too boldly for an Omega, “Are courting my sister!”

If Bokuto was any other Alpha he may have looked away in shame and embarrassment after having been caught doing something like this so blatantly… but this was Bokuto and shame and embarrassment weren’t exactly words that were in his dictionary.

”Has she noticed yet!?” 

“…Huh?” She dropped her hand… he really didn’t seem to be shy about this whatsoever.

”Has (Y/N)-chan noticed I’ve been courting her!?” He reiterated. “She has right? I made sure to scent her other jacket a lot last week.” 

She blinked dumbfounded, as he smiled so proudly of himself. “Well not exactly, but I was certainly able to smell it yesterday,” she crossed her arms, raising a brow, “Her entire closet damn well smells like you.”

Bokuto’s eyes only shined brighter and she could smell the certain notes in his scent smell even better as the news only made him happier.

“Don’t you understand that she’s a Beta?” She asked flatly, not being able to understand why he was trying to court you like an Omega. “She can’t smell you. She just thinks her jacket smells like a man.”

”That’s progress!”

”Progress?… How long have you been courting her?”

He looked to be counting on his fingers before he stated, “Nine months.”

”Nine months!” She hissed, Alphas tended to give up after a month when their courting efforts either went unnoticed or unreciprocated. 

How in the hell did you manage to get an Alpha like this to fall head over fucking heels for you to try and court you for nine months and be more than happy with the fact that you’re only sort of noticing a scent lingering on you at this point.

”I don’t understand Bokuto-san, why haven’t you just asked out my sister yet?”

”That’s what I’ve been tellin’ him this whole fuckin’ time!”

Ami and Bokuto looked over to find Atsumu hiding by the entrance of the bleachers.

”She’s starting to notice though!” Bokuto called back as Atsumu finally made his way over to the two of them.

”Ya always say that but she’s never noticed!”

”He’s right,” Ami nodded, “She was completely drenched in your scent yesterday and she had no idea— and how did you even do that by only scenting her clothes?”

”To be fair he hugs her like every five seconds. She gives him penalties every time and he still does it,” he sweatdropped.

”And it’s worth it every time,” Bokuto beamed, now shoving his nose into the collar of your jacket.

”Do you have any shame Bokkun!” Atsumu snapped as he watched the Alpha do this openly in front of your sister.

”She smells good!”

Atsumu sweat dropped once more.

Ami rolled her eyes at their back and forth, “Okay, whatever,” she shook her head, “Forget everything your Alpha instincts have told you to do so far because I’m going to help you properly court a Beta.”

”And what do ya know about courtin’ Betas?” Atsumu asked challengingly.

”She’s my sister dumbass,” she deadpanned. “Now here,” Ami handed her phone to him, “Put your number in and I’ll text you a time and place for us to meet tonight. I’m going to tell you everything it is that you need to know about my sister so that you can properly woo her.”

Bokuto took the phone, staring at Ami in wonder as he digested each and every single word.

He’s been trying to find out more about you ever since he became interested and here Ami is willingly giving him everything he’s wanted and more.

”Kamisama?”

”No, but I’m not opposed to being called that,” she said, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

Atsumu stared down at her, eyes glowing, “Ya have a mate?”

”Nope. And I’m not interested,” she replied sassily as she stalked out from under the bleachers but not before grabbing her phone from Bokuto.

Atsumu narrowed his eyes as she left, “Ohhh, I’m so goin’ to make her my mate.”

”And I’m gonna make her sister mine!”

* * * *

“Why are you staring at me?” You asked your sister.

You were in the middle of making dinner for the two of you tonight while she sat crouched in the corner of the kitchen, going from staring at you intently to furiously typing out things on her phone.

”Oh, no reason~” she lilted.

”Mhm,” you hummed, unconvinced. “And who are you texting?”

”A friend.”

You hummed again, “What vegetables do you want in the stir fry?”

”Oh, I’m not eating here.”

You snapped towards her, “What!? I’ve been cooking this whole time and you didn’t think to say anything sooner?”

She just shrugged, texting whatever to whoever.

”Where are you even going? You’re not from around here.”

She shrugged once more, “So!? I’m a girl with secrets. Let me live. I thought you had volleyball practice tonight anyway.”

You rolled your eyes. Seems like you’d have leftovers for tomorrow night. “It got cancelled,” you muttered, stirring your ingredients for your stir fry on the stove. You had taken up doing volleyball on a local women’s team. It was extremely casual, you guessed it was because they were all Omegas. Back in high school the team you were on had an impressive amount of female Alphas, despite the fact that they were pretty rare. So the team you were on now was no where near as fun but at least you still got to play. “Captain went into heat,” you muttered.

”Ugh,” your sister shivered, “Don’t remind me, my heat’s supposed to be coming up soon.” You snickered at her. “By the way, what does the team have to do for ruts?” She asked, still typing away.

”They’re all on a scheduled medication that suppresses their ruts.”

”But I thought that was dangerous?”

”It is. That’s why on the off season they all go off of it— I’ve overheard some horror stories about it from them.”

”That’s crazy! What does it do to them!?”

You shrugged, tasting the dish you were preparing. “I don’t really know the details. I just know that they’ll go through a longer rut period and apparently it’s like really fucking violent.”

”Whoa… like more than it’s supposed to be?”

You turned back around to face her, crossing your arms and leaning against the counter. You wore a tank top that rode up slightly, so you could feel the cool countertop dig into your skin. 

You sighed, inhaling the savory scent of your cooking, “I think? It’s pretty scary to think— they’re all so big and really fucking strong.”

”Yeah like Bokuto!” She yelped, finding her opening to talk about him and taking it.

“I was actually thinking more about Joffe— y’know that guy is fucking 7’2”—“

”Yeah but what about Bokuto—?”

”You like Bokuto or something?” You narrowed your eyes at her, trying to pin her with your stare. You weren’t stupid, you knew what she was trying to do. But if you gave her an inch she’d take a mile.

”No, you dummy!” 

You waved her off, “Yeah, whatever, like Bokuto.” You turned back to the stove, “When are you leaving?”

She looked down at her phone, “Oh crap! I was supposed to leave like ten minutes ago!” She jumped to her feet.

You watched her scramble and trip over her own feet as she got ready and then ran out the door without so much as a goodbye.

You rolled your eyes.

”Omegas.”

* * * *

Bokuto sat in the dim, tight booth. It was quite the comedic sight to see such a large man squeezing himself in such a tight space… what was even funnier was the fact he was even squished between two other professional athletes as Atsumu and Hinata sat on either side of him.

Sakusa was invited to join as well but after finding out what it was for he nearly rolled his eyes so far back into his skull he almost had to go to the hospital.

“Will ya stop fidgeting!” Atsumu barked.

”Is she here yet!?” Bokuto yelled, trying to lean past Atsumu to look out the window of the bar.

”Like the last ten times ya asked, no!”

”Do you think her sister’s gonna come to practice tomorrow too?” Hinata asked.

”I already called dibs!” Atsumu snapped.

Just then the little bell above the door rang, and the three Alphas were suddenly all leaning in one direction to see who it was.

”She’s here!” Hinata exclaimed.

And sure enough there was the cute little Omega they had all met earlier that day. 

Bokuto and Atsumu tried standing up so fast they banged their knees against the table from underneath, causing a loud bang and the other patrons of the restaurant to stare at them.

Ami paid it no mind and slid into the other side of the booth across from them.

“Hello stupid little Alphas!”

”Little!?” Hinata yelped.

”Stupid!?” Atsumu echoed.

”Why are they here?” Ami asked Bokuto, pointing at Hinata and Atsumu.

”They’re my wingmen!”

”Wingmen?” Ami asked, scandalized, “What do you need them for? You already have me!”

”He needs an Alpha’s opinion,” Atsumu boldly claimed.

”Why? Cause you guys have helped him so much these past nine months?” She asked sarcastically.

”Hey, they would already be poppin’ out babies if Bokkun just listened to me.”

Ami rolled her eyes, “Uh-huh, anywaysss. Nine months, really?” She questioned looking straight at Bokuto. “I love my sister, I really do. But I’ve never met an Alpha that spent more that two months at the most before giving up on a courtship. And those were with Omegas. So…” She paused, “Why exactly do you like her so much?”

Atsumu scoffed, “We’ve been tryin’ to get that outta him for months now— he won’t tell us.”

”It’s between me and (Y/N),” Bokuto grinned.

Ami furrowed her eyebrows, “Did something happen between you guys?”

”Yes—“

”No,” Atsumu finished, he looked at Bokuto, “Ya keep sayin’ that but ya’ve never been alone with her. How did somethin’ happen without the rest of the team knowin’ then?” 

”Okay, I’m asking the questions,” Ami muttered annoyed, “And I’m not asking you Atsumu, I’m asking Bokuto.” She looked at Bokuto, “Now, what happened?”

”I can’t say,” he answered, “It’s only between me and (Y/N).”

Ami stared him down for a moment as she thought. Now if she knew her sister she knew that she’d be the first person she’d tell if you had any sort of romantic event happen to you. 

“Are you sure? Cause I don’t even think she knows there’s something between you two.”

”If I say then it’s not special anymore,” he said with a frown now. “And of course she knows— it was very intimate.”

If Ami had been drinking something at that moment she knew it would have been all over the Alphas at that moment.

”Intimate? Are we talking about the same woman?” Then it dawned on her, “Bokuto. She’s a Beta, she doesn’t understand the same intimacies between Alphas and Omegas. Now what happened? I need to know if I’m gonna get you two together.”

Bokuto sunk into his seat, staring down at the table. Clearly upset at the fact that he may have misinterpreted what he thought was an intimate moment— but he knew it had to be.

”Alright,” He finally relented. “Last game of last season.”

Both Atsumu and Hinata screwed up their faces in thought, “Last game…?” Hinata started, “Wait it wasn’t when—“

 “Bokuto!” Atsumu suddenly hissed, the name slightly foreign as he never called his friend by his last name anymore.

”What!? What happened!?” Ami yelped. Now she had to know.

”Coach has (Y/N) bring some of her t-shirts to games—“

”Cause of the whole calmin’ thing Betas have—“

”Let Bokuto speak,” Ami hissed at him, making him shut his mouth.

”Yeah, cause of that. When games are getting really rough we’ll be sent out and (Y/N) will give us a t-shirt to scent to cool our heads and during our last game I wasn’t doing so well and we already lost a set— the spiker on the other side kept taunting me too so Coach sent me off the court. I was getting a bit worked up—”

Atsumu scoffed, “A bit? You almost went feral.”

Ami ignored Atsumu and watched Bokuto curiously as his cheeks started to tinge pink, “Anyway, I went into the locker room and waited for her to drop off a shirt or jacket or something but she ended up walking in instead. She said she forgot the bag she usually brings and she didn’t have anything on her that she could give me so…”

Understanding seemed to flood Ami’s features, “You scented her.”

Bokuto nodded, face and neck a bright pink now as he recollected the memory. He stared down at the table, fingertips tracing the swirls in the wood. “Her scent was different that close. Like the rest of the guys, I just thought of her as our manager and that was it— but when she was that close I could smell every single note of her scent and every fluctuation. It was subtle but I couldn’t get enough— it was unlike any Omega I had ever scented before.” he suddenly slammed his hand down on the table, looking Ami straight in the eye. “That was when I decided I’d make her my mate.”

Ami stared at him in wonder. Bokuto seemed so determined and so passionate about you it even made her own heart flutter. She also realized you must have been so fucking dense to not have noticed Bokuto nearly drooling over you every day.

She grinned. “When I’m done working my magic, she definitely will become your mate.”

”How could ya not have told any of us that ya actually scented our manager?” Atsumu rhetorically asked as he tried to mentally work through how Bokuto, who was the worst at keeping things to himself, actually managed to keep something this big. But regardless, Atsumu looked back at Ami again, “So how are ya plannin’ on gettin’ them together? No offense, but yer sister is the most oblivious person I’ve ever met— and that’s really saying somethin’— Ow!” He hissed, grabbing the back of his head as Bokuto just smacked him.

Ami ignored their antics, “Easy! Basically Bokuto’s been going about this the entirely wrong way. Your instincts keep telling you to court (Y/N) as if she was an Omega. Honestly just by changing a few things and courting her properly as a Beta, you’ll see she’s going to be very receptive.”

”How are ya so sure? Bokkun doesn’t exactly seem like her type—“ Atsumu suddenly caught Bokuto’s hand from smacking him again, “Will ya stop hittin’ me! I’m just tellin’ the truth!”

”What do you mean?”

”Well (Y/N) is very… professional. And Bokkun isn’t a very serious person.”

”Do you really know nothing about her? She’s been working with you guys for a while hasn’t she?”

”Yeah! But she never comes to our parties or dinners— she never even goes to the team bondings. She doesn’t exist on social media and all she does is talk about work— we didn’t even know she had a sister! Especially an Omega sister!” Hinata exclaimed.

Atsumu nodded in agreement, “We thought her entire family would be Beta’s.”

Ami scoffed out a laugh, “You guys got it all wrong. We come from an extremely traditional family.”

”How traditional?” Bokuto asked, realizing he was about to learn more about you than he was ever able to from you. He leaned forward excitedly.

”Our mom is an Omega, dad an Alpha. We have two older twin brothers who are Alpha’s, then it’s me, then her, and we have a younger Omega sister in college right now.”

”I’m a twin.”

Ami rolled her eyes and ignored Atsumu. “So it was a pretty big deal when she presented as Beta.”

”What happened when she presented?” Bokuto asked, eyes shining.

”Well…” She trailed off, thinking back to the day and the months after you had presented. At the time you were thirteen and she was fourteen and had already presented as an Omega. “She kind of isolated herself from everyone,” Bokuto’s face immediately fell at that, “She used to be pretty popular and had a lot of friends. Mom, dad, and the twin’s doted on her like crazy— they doted on me and our younger sister a lot too. But when she presented everyone kinda… pulled back.” Ami’s gaze was trained on the table now, “None of us expected it and we didn’t really know how to treat her, the Alpha’s in the family didn’t think she’d need the protection anymore so they focused more on me and our youngest sister. I never really thought about it but I think she was in a lot of pain around that time. She lost all her friends and barely spoke to us but I think we all figured it was just cause she was a teenager, and I was already dealing with my own problems.” Ami looked back up, meeting Bokuto’s crestfallen gaze.

”Is that why she never hangs out or talks to us outside of work?” Bokuto asked sadly.

”I guess so. She did the same thing in high school and college, I just hoped she would learn to connect more with people now that she had her career,” a soft smile caressed her lips, “But that’s okay because things are gonna change now, thanks to you!”

And just like that Bokuto lit up again.

”Now,” Ami leaned forward, hands flat on the table, “The first thing you need to know about (Y/N) is that the front that she has put up is a total lie.” The three Alpha’s listened with rapt attention, “She’s very good and professional when it comes to work but she is much more playful and fun than she let’s on, and also she is the biggest hopeless romantic that I have ever met.”

”REALLY!?” Bokuto jumped in his seat.

”Hah?” Both Atsumu and Hinata gasped, dripping in disbelief.

But Ami only nodded enthusiastically, “Yup! She’s in love with love. I’m pretty sure she’s watched a romantic comedy every single day of her life. She’s totally addicted to it. That’s probably why she took the Beta thing so hard— she’s convinced she’s gonna die alone,” she simply shrugged.

”Die alone!?” Bokuto looked taken aback, “But (Y/N)-chan is amazing! And she’s so beautiful! There had to be one person that liked her.”

”Nope,” Ami said, popping the ‘p’, “I tried setting her up many times but no one was ever interested. They all said she was just a boring Beta. She’s probably been rejected over 30 times… then there was that last time of course and she completely gave up on dating.”

A silence fell between the group as Ami watched Bokuto digest this new information.

Hearing the truth of how hopeless you seemed to be in love and the fact that it was something you dreamed about, hurt him. Truthfully, Bokuto looked up to you as the team’s strong and determined manager— nothing ever seemed to get in your way when you wanted to get something done. To hear how much you were hurting inside just because of your presentation which you couldn’t change, only made him want to be your Alpha that much more. That way he could protect you and take care of you the way you secretly wanted to be cared for.

Atsumu leaned his face against his hand, elbow pressed against the table as he digested the new information as well. “What kind of Alpha?”

“He was a pretty scary guy, honestly,” Ami muttered thinking back to high school, “You guys might know him— he’s a pro volleyball player too. Have you heard of Ushiwaka?”

Hinata almost fell out of his seat while Atsumu’s arm nearly slipped off the table as all three pairs of their eyes widened in unison, “Ushijima!?” Bokuto exclaimed, “Well I’m better than him!”

”She got rejected by Ushijima Wakatoshi— that asshole?” Atsumu said.

”I didn’t know miss manager knew Ushiwaka?” Hinata said.

”Oh you do know him then!”

”Well yeah,” Atsumu hissed.

”She went to Shiratorizawa?” Bokuto now asked.

”Yeah, my whole family did. Our parents are real hard-asses y’know? We could only go to the best of the best—“

”Fukurodani is better,” Bokuto muttered, now wondering how things might have went if you went there instead of Shiratorizawa.

”Yeah she actually looked there, but not only were Shiratorizawa’s academics a bit better their girl’s volleyball team was much more renowned than Fukurodani’s.”

”(Y/N) PLAYS VOLLEYBALL!!??” The three men yelled loudly, once again drawing the attention of everyone in the restaurant.

”Yes,” Ami hissed in annoyance, “And can you two keep it down— anyway, she was one of the top female libero’s in Japan, she had dreams about going pro but all the pro volleyball leagues always choose Alpha’s. So when that dream got crushed she studied business and sport’s management so she could still be involved with volleyball.“ She tapped her chin and looked up, wracking her brain for any other useful facts about you, “Oh— she’s also pretty into fitness. Takes Pilates classes almost everyday,” she snorted, “She’s also on a local women’s volleyball team and she also likes taking pole dancing classes—“

”(Y/N) is a stripper!?” Atsumu exclaimed.

Ami scowled, “No, idiot. She does it for exercise, she even had a pole installed in her room.”

Atsumu looked to Bokuto, “I’m suddenly not judging your taste in women anymore.”

Bokuto’s eyes sparkled in admiration— he could practically feel himself falling for you harder the more Ami divulged things about you. 

Bokuto suddenly slapped a hand down on the table, “How do I court her!?”

Ami smiled gleefully at the question, “Right. Let’s get into that now. Now Bokuto, as long as you listen to every word I say, I bet you’ll have (Y/N) wrapped around your finger by the end of the week—“

Atsumu scoffed, “It can’t be that easy—“

”Oh yes it can,” she had a devious look on her face, “Betas, as I’m sure you can tell, can’t pick up on Alpha or Omega courting cues. It goes right over their heads. And I know this because I spent many late nights on dating forums about both Alphas and Omegas who had tried courting a Beta in their life. It’s strange but they literally cannot pick up your intentions when you give them the typical courting gifts— I’m assuming you’ve been sticking with practical things such as socks or toothbrushes, or like full meals or whatever?”

He nodded quickly, “Yes, she’s accepted 54 of my gifts and rejected 45– are you sure she isn’t starting to pick up on my hints?” He asked eagerly, leaning forward in his seat.

”Hints?” Atsumu asked with a roll of his eyes, “More like flashing, neon signs.”

Ami sweat dropped, “Oh you are so very weird Bokuto— thank you for coming into my sister’s life. But no, she has no idea— well she might have an inkling now since I told her you were courting her.”

”You did!? What did she say!?”

”Wellll, she doesn’t really believe me and told me to drop the subject but she did get flustered so it looks like you have a very good shot.” She answered, “But anyway. On a biological level, Alphas give those gifts to Omegas to signal that they want to provide and take care of that Omega. But Betas don’t need to be taken care of in the same way. Alphas also give meals to Omegas because they subconsciously want them to have energy for heats and ruts that are spent together but once again, heats and ruts aren’t coded into Beta instincts—“

”I thought Beta’s didn’t have instincts?” Atsumu asked.

”No they do. They’re just different but I’ll get into that later. First let’s talk about the kinds of gifts that you should be giving her.”

Bokuto hung onto every single word that fell from her lips, leaning in even more, making the table dig into his pecs.

”Betas are big on their interests and hobbies, if you want to actually connect with one, you need to show an interest in the things they like. That shows that you’re interested in them and actually care about the things they care about.

”And as I said she’s big into fitness and women’s volleyball, she loves watching rom coms, she’s a big anime fan, what else… Oh! She’s obsessed with her cat ‘Mochi’— oh that’s another thing!” She exclaimed, “Beta’s have major sweet tooth’s, so instead of giving her lunches or dinners give her sweets. And if you give her homemade sweets she will literally be putty in your hands.”

”That’s if she even accepts it,” Atsumu remarked.

”Oh she will. I have never seen that girl not accept a sweet. Trust me, her sweet tooth will even trump her professionalism. I’ll text you a list of more specific things she likes as well as her favorite sweets.” She said, pulling out her phone and beginning to type out a list, “Spend some time thinking about the gifts, thoughtful gifts of something she likes is a sure sign for her to realize you’re into her.”

Ami sent the list, “I’ll send you more later tonight as I think of things. I think the last thing you need to know is she’s really receptive to acts of service. Now she will refuse at first and insist that she’s got whatever it is covered, but she’s lying. She’s very independent but she likes to feel like she’s being thought of or taken care of. Even if you just start with offering your help in any way, I’m sure that’ll be fine. Ya got all that?”

Bokuto nodded eagerly, “When do I scent her?”

Hinata, Atsumu, and Ami all groaned in frustration.

”Bokuto,” Ami hissed, “Scenting. Is. Not. Courting.” She said slowly. “Scenting her is completely one sided in this relationship, understand?”

Bokuto frowned, “…Yes… but all those other things will let her know I’m courting her?” 

“One hundred percent,” she grinned, “Oh and don’t give her these things in front of a crowd. She’s a very private person, if you want to see her professional side crumble then give her these gifts in private.”

”Okay!” Bokuto nodded eagerly.

”Aw,” Atsumu whined, “I was hopin’ I’d get a front row seat to this fiasco— how’s he even gonna know it’s workin’?”

”Oh he’ll know!” She yelled, “Getting her speechless and flustered is a great sign, especially because she prides herself on her professionalism. But that leads me into her instincts I mentioned before.”

Bokuto leaned in even more— and Atsumu did as well, both interested in hearing what a Beta’s instincts were.

”Beta’s are known to be calm and collected however when they’re around friends and family that they are close to they’ll be a lot more playful. It might take some time but you’ll know you’re close when she starts to try play fighting you or getting nippy.”

”Nippy?” Bokuto asked.

”Uh-huh,” she nodded, “Do you tackle her like you did earlier today often?”

”Everyday,” Atsumu groaned.

”Good! She probably likes that— though I’m sure she’d never admit it. So that can stay the same— honestly that was probably the only thing you were getting right.”

”So I did do something right!”

”Yup! And now one final piece of advice,” Bokuto leaned in even more, “I hate to admit it but Atsumu was right. Just come out and tell her that you have been courting her and you’d like to be in a relationship with her. She can be very dense so if you do that on top of everything I told you, she’ll be yours. Now I think that’s all the wisdom I can impart for now,” she finally said, standing up from her seat. “Do you guys have practice tomorrow?”

”Yes-!”

”Are you coming again!?” Hinata quickly cut Bokuto off, climbing to his feet as well.

”I think so! Just to make sure Bokuto doesn’t screw anything up.”

”Hey!”

”I’ll walk ya back home— it’s dangerous this time of night!” Atsumu exclaimed, scrambling from the booth and pulling Ami along with him.

”I can walk you too!” Hinata chirped and ran after the two, leaving Bokuto alone in the booth.

Bokuto’s smile never left his face, not even when their waiter had given him the check that he had to pay himself. 

He had some planning… and baking to do that night.

* * * *

Part 3

[bumbledi]

♡ Olympic Games 2024 ♡

Pairing: time skip! Ushijima Wakatoshi x fem!reader

Genre: fluff

Summary: once again, you get to see your husband playing at the Olympics and he’s happy to have his two favorite cheerleaders cheering for him.

*In case you feel confused about some things… This is a sequel of “The road to parenthood/The road of parenthood”, you can still understand if you haven’t read the series but I do recommend it!

Note: I can’t believe I haven’t posted in like 10 months… I hope I can do it more often, specially because I have so many ideas in mind.

I hope you enjoy this little slice of life scenario.

I apologize if there are any misspellings 😩

*I might write something about Wakatoshi and (Y/N) actually making a baby during the Olympics… I’ll think about it 🫣

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

“Mama, where’s papa?” A 5-year-old Megumi asks again while she hugs you and waits to see her dad.

“We’ll see him soon, baby…” you kiss her forehead and fix her hair out of her face “will you cheer for him extra loud?” Megumi’s eyes sparkle with excitement while she nods happily.

“You’re wearing your Ushijima jersey, I bet that’ll make him feel extra motivated” Tendo, who gladly joined you in the opening ceremony, says tickling Megumi’s belly, making her giggle with you.

“Satori-nii!” She giggles trying to push away Tendo’s hand “are Marie and Theo coming?” Megumi brushes her hair out of her face and asks about the twins

“Not today, Gumi… you’ll see them tomorrow, tho!”

“Good!” She high fives Tendo.

You continue waiting for some time to see all of the Japan athletes, along with some other family members and you let Megumi down for time to time so she can play with Shoyo’s and Tobio’s daughter, that they adopted a couple of years ago.

Everyone sees how some other countries parade in the Seine River until they announce Japan coming and Megumi runs to your arms so you can pick her up.

“Where’s papa?”

“Near the center… look for him” you both look for Wakatoshi while you swing our little Japanese flags. “There he is! See?” You point to where Wakatoshi is, hoping Megumi can see him too “do your best, Wakatoshi!!” You scream and send him kisses with your hand.

“Papa! I love you!” Megumi swings her little flag like crazy and screams loudly “you are super cool! Do your best!”

Even from afar, Wakatoshi can spot you for a brief moment and he waves at you.

“I love you, papa!” Megumi keeps screaming while sending kisses to Wakatoshi with her little hand, making you giggle.

The boats follow its course and you stand there and continue watching the opening ceremony

“It was super short, mama” Megumi says with a pout on her face, and you let out a laugh

“I know baby… but we’ll se daddy later tonight, alright?” You say fixing her raincoat’s hood and she nods.

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

Later that nights, Tendo, Wakatoshi’s dad, Megumi and you arrive at the hotel where you’ll be staying and where you’ll meet Wakatoshi.

“Megumi, baby… come sit down. Papa’s team hasn’t arrived yet”

“But he what if he arrives NOW?” She says jumping all around, making you sigh… She’s not disturbing anyone so you let her be.

“Wanna go get a snack, Gumi-Chan?” Her grandfather asks and she instantly runs to him

“Yes, Oji-Chan!” He picks her up, gives her a warm smile and walk to the snack table with Megumi in his arms. He has let you know multiple times, how grateful he is with you for loving his son and giving their family a granddaughter.

“She’s totally a mini (Y/N), huh?” Tendo jokes and sits next to you.

“Don’t even mention it, she’s only five and she’s such a little rascal”

“Are you two still planning to have another baby like you wanted at the beginning?”

“We’ve talked about it… specially since Megumi can’t stop talking about how she has some friends who have siblings and she love spending time with your twins…”

“But…?”

“But… even though Megumi has adapted amazingly to Poland, I’m scared of having a baby and going through postpartum in another country, without my mom or sister…”

“Understandable…”

“AND Wakatoshi is on his top game right now, I don’t wanna pull him away from that”

“I don’t think you should worry about that… He loves volleyball but I know for sure he loves his family more”

“Thanks Satori…”

“Mama! I got banana chips!” You hear Megumi say and you see her walking back to you while holding hands with her grandpa and waving the bag of chips in the air.

“Is that so?” You chuckle and she skips to you.

“We can share if you want”

“That’s so kind Megumi, thank you”

Cheers and tons of camera flashes can be heard while we eat some banana chips, these make you all turn to that direction, noticing how some volleyball teams are arriving.

As they enter, you see the Japanese team at the end of the line. Once they enter, you finally let Megumi know his father has arrived.

“Megumi-Chan… look ever there!” Megumi follows your finger as you point to the entrance, where Wakatoshi enters the building.

“PAPA!” Her little eyes light up and she starts running towards her dad.

All of the team step away while they see little Megumi run through the crowd all the way to her dad.

“Hello, honey…” he says picking her up and throwing her in the air, making her laugh “how are you, my love?” He kisses her cheeks

“I’m good, papa!” Megumi says between laughs “I missed you!” She hugs him by the neck

“I missed you too” he holds her little hand and kisses it.

“Me and mama cheered so much for you!” Megumi says while opening her sweater to show him her Japan jersey.

“If you keep cheering for me I’m sure I’ll win the best medal” he smiles at her and she hugs him again.

“No hugs for me?” You says walking to your husband and child

“Mama!”

“Hello, handsome…” you say hugging Wakatoshi and Megumi and kissing your husband right after.

“Thanks for cheering for me” Wakatoshi gives you a kind smile

“It’s always my pleasure…”

Megumi hugs you both by the neck and you start walking next to your husband who’s still carrying Megumi and you go greet the rest of the team. For an instant it feels like not a moment has passed since you were in high school and spend time with the monster generation but now you’re all here, some of you with families of your own and some of them playing so far away from Japan.

[bakugokemkatsuki]

Clarity

Ushijima Wakatoshi x Reader (Oikawa's Younger Sister)

**Wordcount: 1,414 **Note: Based on Clarity by Zedd **Trope: Friends to Lovers (?) **Warning(s): Kinda Long sorry, Y/N is a girl in this but could easily be read as GN as well **Genre: Fluff, A little angst but happy endeing

Nerves hit as you walked through the front gates of Shiratorizawa Academy. This was your dream; this school was one of the best in the region for education. It was also one of the hardest to get into and yet finally all those years of hard work paid off and you were standing in front of your new school. You were scared but excited. You also missed your brother, though you knew you’d see him after school it was weird not going to the same school. You two had gone to the same school since elementary school, he was just a grade above you. He chose to go to Aoba Johsai, he liked the volleyball program, and it was where most kids from our junior high went to high school. It just wasn’t the place for you, you knew you were where you should be.

School was going smoothly, and the first few weeks went by in a flash. You had yet to pick an extracurricular to do after school though and the pressure of picking one was really starting to get to you. You ended up applying for the boys’ volleyball club manager position. You knew they had a great program but hadn’t had a manager in a long time. The spot was hard to get but you figured you’d give it a go, after all you had tons of experience from being at every one of Toru’s games to helping him and Iwaizumi practice. You practically knew everything there was to know about volleyball. A week later you heard back, and you were accepted.

That afternoon you headed to the gym for practice. You walked in to find a bunch of scary tall intimidating boys in there. “Why hello there little girl, who might you be?” a tall red-haired boy asked as he walked toward you to greet you properly. This question had all eyes turn to you. “I’m Oikawa… Oikawa Y/N… I’m the new manager… Nice to meet you all.” You greet them as you bow. The group of boys quickly introduced themselves and practice started. You recognized one of the boys in your year Shirabu. You two shared quite a few classes together. The boy who caught your attention the most though was a tall boy with olive-brown hair and olive-colored eyes. He had introduced himself as Ushijima Wakatoshi a year 2 on the team. You remember your brother mentioning Ushiwaka before. He couldn’t stand him. Was this the same guy your brother hated?

As time passed you became quite close with the whole team. You were closest with Shirabu since you two shared many classes together and often times partnered up for group activities. You really enjoyed being the manager, the only problem was your brother. He was NOT happy when he heard that you joined the volleyball team as manager. “But Y/N whyyyyyy? You could have come to Aoba Johsai and been our manager instead” you brother whined. “Come one Iwa-chan back me up here.” “I mean as long as Y/n-chan is happy, I’m happy for her and will support her, though personally I can’t stand them either.” “Ugh fine. But Y/N promise me one thing?” “Sure Toru, what’s up?” “Do NOT fall in love with the big stupid Ushiwaka. Got it?” You couldn’t help but laugh at your brother and his crazy request. “You never know I may already just be head over heels in love with the brick wall that is Ushiwaka” you sarcastically reply. “So mean Y/N!”

The rest of the school year seemed to fly by in the blink of an eye, though being manager, you didn’t get much of a break. The boys conditioned over breaks which meant you were also there, helping, supporting from the sidelines. The boys liked how thorough you were. You would really put a lot into helping them get better. During these conditioning times you learned Ushijima always stayed late and you always stayed with him, helping where you could. Most of this time was spent in silence but you didn’t mind his company was quite nice. The times you two would talk, it would end up being hours on end talking about anything and everything. These were some of your favorite break memories. Sooner than you’d like it was time to start year two.

Not long into starting your second year Ushijima was announced to have made the All-Japan Youth team. The team took this as a time to go out an celebrate, though you weren’t much of a party person of course you attended. You were outside away from the noise when you felt a presence behind you. A presence you were very familiar with, Ushijima. “Hey Y/N. What are you doing out here?” “Just getting some fresh air the party is just a lot. It’s a bit overwhelming. What about you?” “I also came for some fresh air.”  “Y/n…” You turned to the tall ace who was now mere inches away. “Yes Wakatoshi-kun?” “Thank you…” “What? What did I do?” “I honestly don’t think I would have made the All-Japan Youth team without your help during extra practice.” “You definitely, still would have made it without my help, you’re really talented Ushi. Never doubt that.” “Thanks Y/N” You could practically feel the heat radiating off his body he was so close. It seemed like he wanted to say something else, something more. But of course, Tendo had to interrupt. You both went back inside and enjoyed the party, though you definitely caught him watching you from afar, not that you weren’t doing the same.

Somehow word got to your brother about the party incident, and he blew it way out of proportion. You tried to explain but everything you said made it worse. He was furious and there was no stopping his rage. You assume he exchanged words with Ushijima because suddenly he was completely avoiding you. He would wait for you to leave before working on his extra training and if you refused, he would skip it. He wouldn’t talk to you unless it is necessary for volleyball. You had no idea what your brother said but at this point you were pissed at him for ruining your friendship with Ushijima.

It had been a few weeks and the Semi finals for the Interhigh Preliminaries were upon you. This meant your brother versus your team. Of course, you wanted to cheer for both, but you were so pissed at this point you decided to cheer for neither and just do your manger duties. You could see the tension between the two when they shook hands at the beginning of the game. The game was intense but ultimately Shiratorizawa came out on time and was off to Nationals. You couldn’t help but run over to your brother and friends to comfort them on their loss. Your brother decided to ignore you which just made you madder. You quickly comforted your friends and then went to celebrate with your team. As you walked up to Ushijima he quickly walked away. That was it you had enough. “Ushiwaka!! What is your deal?” you yelled across the gym getting everyone’s attention. You didn’t care if you made a scene this ends now. “Don’t you ignore me Ushiwaka! Was it something I said or did? Was it something my brother said” At that last statement you see a falter in his expression for a second before his face returns to its normal resting position. “It’s nothing Y/N. Stop making a scene.” “You know what Ushijima No I will not stop making a scene I’m tired of being ignored and pushed to the side.” “ Y/n drop it.” You hear your brother yelling at you from across the gym. “ NO you shut up, you don’t get to ruin my friendship and happiness because you’re jealous of his volleyball abilities.” Oikawa was to shocked to reply. “ Ushijima just listen to me, please. I don’t care what my brother said okay. Because you are the piece of me, I wish I didn’t need. Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don’t know why, but if our love is tragedy. Why are you my remedy and if our love is insanity, why are you my clarity?” “Y/N…” “I know you feel it too. Honestly it’s fucking crazy but I love you Wakatoshi.” The entire gym was silent it felt like an eternity before you heard him utter, “I love you too Y/N.”

[pin-k-ink]

thank you for the tag my love <3 @justwinginglife

rules:

1. make a new post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous

2. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!

3. tag others to continue the game

so…i’ve got a bit of a WIP situation. i have more ongoing fics in my drafts than i can count because, well, every time a new idea comes along, i just have to start it. it doesn’t help that i have a terrible habit of leaving stories halfway, fully convinced i’ll come back and finish them soon. so now, my drafts are practically bursting with half-written scenes, plot twists, and cliffhangers waiting for their turn.

most of them don’t have titles yet btw

• close enough to touch — kuroo tetsurou & kozume kenma

• overdrive — ushijima wakatoshi

• untitled — akutagawa ryuunosuke ft. nakahara chuuya

• no more waiting — hoshina soshiro

• winner takes all — sakusa kiyoomi & miya atsumu

• false impressions — miya osamu

• brother’s best friend — ushijima wakatoshi

• boss/employee — fukuzawa yukichi

• a little something with best friend!kuroo

• needy!suna

• kenma and his cosplayer girlfriend

• arranged marriage — kuchiki byakuya

• childhood friends to lovers — kuchiki byakuya

• long distance relationship — bokuto koutaro

• childhood best friends to lovers/domestic au — kageyama tobio

• exes to lovers — hoshina soshiro & narumi gen

• domestic au — husband!hoshina soshiro

• former friends w benefits to lovers — hirako shinji

• honeymoon — hoshina soshiro

• interruptions — husband!hoshina soshiro

• chrollo’s sister — feitan portor

• heavy breeding kink — hoshina soshiro

• injuries — hoshina soshiro

• bully!reader x bokuto koutaro

• wet dreams — narumi gen

• enemies to lovers — narumi gen

• uryuu’s friend — ishida ryuken

• academic rivals to lovers — tsukishima kei

• possession — mihael keehl (mello)

• a/b/o — grimmjow jaegerjaquez

• childhood friends to enemies to lovers — kuchiki byakuya

• aphrodisiac — ulquiorra schiffer

• no holds barred — ushijima wakatoshi

im tagging @muzansfangs @vinomino @lumiambrose @4unnyr0se no pressure my loves 🫶

[naoyaslut]

Spoils of War Ch. 1

pairings: ushijima x reader / sakusa/reader

wordcount: 3.7k

twarnings: knife mention, profanity, noncon-ish, slow-burn, multi-chap, alt universe

a/n: appreciate any thoughts, may continue this may not.

You were grateful that your father entertained the idea of his daughters being well-versed in combat.  Sword fighting, Archery, close-quarters combat.  

“All the l/n women were warriors too,” he’d say.  “You don’t get special treatment because you’re a girl, do think the lowlifes out in the world will pity you because you’re a woman? I want my daughters to be able to protect themselves,”  

His brash words of truth echoed at the back of your head just as your face was slammed into the rubble underneath you, a jagged rock nicking the corner of your eyebrow.  

It wasn’t long after you began to feel the blood trickling down your face, forcing you to seal your left eye shut before it blinded you.  

“I figured you’d learn by now to not be distracted while sparring with me,”  

Lucian L/N, your oldest brother, still unmarried, and still consistently thrashing you during daily sparring sessions, pinned you underneath him face down grabbing a hand full of your hair before shoving your face down in the dirt once more.  “You get no sympathy from me; you want to be a warrior, don’t you? Earn it.”  

You could feel the heat of his breath along your nape as he taunted you; the grip on your hair causing a numbing tingling to bloom the root of your scalp.   

“I already know that when we are married, I’ll have to beat you into submission, or do I sense that stubbornness of yours fading a bit?”  

Lucian taunted you once more and in response, you threw an elbow behind you smashing the tip of his elegant nose so hard that your bones vibrated.  Mission accomplished, Lucian fell backward freeing you from his oppressive weight and you watched in satisfaction as he cradled his face.   

“This is exactly why, no one will marry a beast like you!”  Lucian roared, clearly upset about his bleeding nose.  You had hoped you broke it.  

You were well of age, 23 his upcoming summer and have yet to be married.  Granted it was not because you hadn’t received any proposals… all the prospective males were just… not up to your standards.  You wanted to accomplish other goals before you were to marry and expected to have children. And because of this, both you and your older brother had been given an ultimatum. Though it had been generations since anyone had married within the family, it was not unusual.    

Your mother’s parents were siblings and because of this unity over many generations a great inherited ability had been passed down.  Your mother possessed it, her mother and father possessed it, and so on and so forth.    

Your mother, Tiana was a sorcerer.  Sorcery is believed to be extinct in many parts of the world, but we all know that it's untrue.  She was marked with her technique by the presence of brilliant amethyst eyes and so were two of her children. You and Tatiana.  Until her last dying breath, she made sure it was a well-kept secret.  

Lucian was 27 and unmarried.  He seemed to enjoy the bachelor life, his hunting, and sparring and was not interested in marrying a random noblewoman.  But he accepted your father’s offer of marrying you if you were not spoken for by the time you were 24 years. The thought alone made you nauseous, your brother was sadistic in more ways than one.  

Your older sister Tatiana, the middle sibling, had already married two summers ago and already had one child with another on the way.  Tati was lucky, she had been betrothed since birth, the doings of your late mother.  She and her husband had practically been together since they were children, it was only natural that they would fall in love.   

You just wanted out, princess or not.  The stress of marriage and children at that was putting a damper on your spirit.  What could you do to escape it? You were contemplating running away… what would your father do if he caught wind of it?  Would he call everyone under his command to arms to find you?  

You didn’t wait around to find out. Your contemplating soon moved onto a full-fledged escape... and before you knew it, the night to execute your plan was among you.  

You had been traveling for three days on horseback to put some distance between you and your father’s kingdom.  Well really, it was your mother’s kingdom.  Even though he wore the title, King, it was your mother who ruled.  

Your father wasn’t a bad man, nor was he a cruel father.  He sought to honor your mother’s wishes and everything that she wanted for the people here.    

However, you were on the outskirts of the border where there was a bustling little town even in the dead of the night.  You had heard only rumors about it, but once you entered its gates all those sayings seemed to just materialize before your eyes.  

Both men and women of the night flooded the streets with a nice mix of mercenaries and merchants as well.  There were several carts of people selling goods and a few closed establishments along the way.  Lights that served as beacons lined the cobblestone roads and one stable seemed to be overflowing with stowed horses.    

“You looking for a time or two, my lady?” A sultry voice met your ears from your place upon your black steed.  Turning to greet the unwanted invitation, you simply put up a hand to decline without removing the hood of your cloak.   

It was a man, a very pretty one too dressed in a very fine-looking silk robe.  You could tell he was naked underneath; the muscled outline of his pecs adorned with a single golden ring caught your attention momentarily before you began to speak.  

“I am simply looking for room and board for the night only, though I thank you for the kind invitation,” Although you smiled, you were just a tad curious about the curly-haired platinum blonde. His smile was just as alluring, a row of perfect white teeth and sharpened canines.  He may have been elven, you guessed but you would not pry.  

“Suit yourself, my lady, it was worth a try.  You have the most beautiful eyes; may I have the honor of seeing the rest of your face? It’s not often to see a woman on a horse here,” The blonde man leaned forward curiously, combing a loose curl or two of his hair behind the side of his face to reveal, very elven ears.  And if that were the case, you knew he could see your face very well, even though it was night.  

Quirking a brow, you merely chuckled under your breath.  You were on a horse; you carried a sword among other things and it seemed that you had already caught someone’s attention.  You were exhausted, all you wanted was a place to lay your head for the night.  

“For I am not from here, good sir... and though I appreciate your flattery but I’m afraid I must decline, you and I both know that you can see my face very well already,”  

He laughed at your response and tied his robe tighter around him before pointing off into the distance.   

“There’s an inn, a bit further down the road, Tot’s.  Tell the owner that Arthur sent you, you should be able to get a room for the night there,”  

Ticking Shadow further, you continued your way.  “Thank you, Arthur,”   

You could hear Author shuffle further down the patio of the establishment he was in trying to stay in step with you.   

“Do I not get a name in return, my lady?” He asked.   

“You can call me N/N, should we ever meet again, enjoy your night.”  

And that was that.  You continued until you found the inn that you had been told about.  Tying Shadow to a nearby stable you rubbed him down before grabbing the rest of your belongings off the saddle.    

“Stay put for a bit hmm? I won’t be long,”  

You pushed your way into the inn, it was spacious but also crowded.  There appeared to be a small cavalry of knights who had taken refuge inside for the night. Most of the tables were overcrowded by them still dressed in glistening silver and black armor.  Their laughing and joking could be heard, relief pouring from their enthusiastic tones.  

It was refreshing to see.  Never had you seen knights of any caliber so laid back, relaxed, and enjoying themselves.  The knights of Ledora were always on guard, stiff, and rather reluctant to show any emotion, especially in front of a princess.  

You recognized the color scheme but did not know the name of which they came from simply because they were a newly developed faction.  History, you knew that.  But things that happened outside of Ledora, you did not.  

You were certain that before you entered, they were all drinking and being merry, the loud barking you had heard from outside was now a dull roar as you garnered attention once you were inside.    

It was unnerving.  It caused your throat to tighten from nervousness as you walked across the way without lowering your cloak to greet the innkeeper, who had been busy with another patron at the counter.  

He, like the others was clad in the same black and silver armor but this one appeared to be much larger than the rest of the men.  From behind he was hulking and wide.  The armor he was wearing must have weighed over 200 lbs.  You weren’t sure if you’d ever seen a man this large.  

The inn-keeper, a short fat woman with a auburn scarf tied around her hair gave him a room key before pointing directly up above her.   

“Don’t lose the key, it’s the only one I ‘ave,” she admonished and said nothing more as the man turned away without a word.    

Perhaps you underestimated his gait because once he turned to leave, he nearly trampled you causing you to step out of the way losing your footing in the process.  

Before you toppled over, he stopped and one of his large hands curled around your bicep to keep you steady. He kept you from falling over, but the hood of your cloak did reveal a crystal eyed startled young woman to the rest of the patrons in the inn and the massive figure standing before you.  

You were frozen solid, your eyes meeting those of a dusky olive.  They were the eyes of a warrior, there was no emotion that you could detect behind those stark eyes.  His eyes were threatening in contrast to his face square, tanned, and handsome with a full head of dark brown hair.    

If he were to smile you were sure he’d knock every woman in the room off their feet but instead, he did the opposite, a scowl forming as his brows pinched together in a tight knot at the sound of a whistle from one of the knights in the common room.  

“Those ladies out in town don’t look like that ‘aye? Must be a noblewoman for sure,”  

His fearsome expression startled you back to your senses and you apologized under your breath.  His gaze turned back to his men and you realized that the look of aggravation wasn’t meant for you, it was meant for the others mumbling off in the background.  

He released you once you were upright and turned to address the room full of his men.  “Shut your mouth, have your fill of ale, and get to sleep, we head out in the morning.”  

With that, he stormed out of the inn and into the darkness of the night.  His men seemingly got the idea and the others soon started to gather their things to depart.  You only watched them for a split second before the innkeeper caught your eye.  

“What can I help you with malady?” She asked, clearly amused at the scene that had unfolded.  “You causing a scene with a beautiful mug like that,”  

Collecting your thoughts, you pulled your hood back over your head before speaking.  

“Do you have a room for me? Arthur directed me here,” You asked quietly.  

“Last one just went to that one who just cleared the room,” she sighed, shrugging her shoulders.  “Sorry dear, I wasn’t expecting a whole lot of knights to check in, they just rolled into town today,”  

Tough luck, you’d have to push on a bit further just until you came across another town.  The innkeeper must have seen the look on your face.  

“I think I’ll be busy in here up until dawn, you can rest in my room until my husband takes over, how does that sound?” She offered.   

“That’s perfect, I’ve been on the road for three days I just need to rest my eyes for a bit,” you admitted.  “I pay whatever,”  

The innkeeper’s name was Adina and she treated you well that night.  Readied you a bath and even got one of her works to water and feed Shadow while you were able to rest for the night.  Since there was the chance that your father had sent out word of your absence you gathered your things at first light.  

It seemed as if the knights who had stayed at the inn were doing the same.  Packing your belongings on the back of your horse you shot the small cavalry a couple of glances as they began to lead their horses into a formation.    

There were only about thirty of them and you wondered where they were headed. You weren’t going to stick around to find out.  After mounting Shadow, Adina greeted you with a small satchel of what looked to be fruit, vegetables, and some bread. You assumed it was because you paid her rather handsomely.  

“For the horse, the least problematic animal I have had around for a while,”  

“Thank you, it wasn’t necessary,” you offered her a smile and packed the bag away with the rest of your things.  

“Be careful my lady, get to where you need to get to quickly, there’s a storm brewing.  And there are men out there who like to prey on young women,” Adina eyed your sword and arched a questioning brow.  “Though I’m sure you can handle yourself,”  

“I’ll be fine, thank you.  Where’s the next town?” You asked out of curiosity.  

“If you continue south, you’re heading into Azov territory, it’s probably the closest trip.  I’d say maybe a two-day trip on horseback I’d head there if you’re looking to restock and regroup, southeast you’re looking at a two-week trip before you hit any towns,”  

“Alright,” you took Adina’s hand shaking it slightly, “Adina I appreciate this, and tell Arthur I said hello,”  

As you said your short goodbyes, you felt as If someone or something was watching you.  As Adina headed back to the Inn, you gave the Calvary another glance and again were met with those blank green eyes from the night before.  

It was the same man for sure and he was watching you curiously, not bothering to break eye contact even as you pulled the hood of your cloak back over your head and rode off.  You wouldn’t, couldn’t give it much more thought.  It was time to go.  

Traveling on horseback was more tiring than you anticipated.  A day and a half later you were covered in sweat and desperate for a change of clothes.  Your back ached and so did your legs, you were forced to stop and set up camp.   

The storm that Adina had promised was closing in as well though the rain hadn’t started just yet.  After feeding and watering the horse, you tied him to a nearby tree in the dense foliage just so you’d be out of view of any other passersby.   

The last thing you wanted or needed was a confrontation with a stranger.  Sitting underneath the shade of a nearby tree you reclined resting your back against the trunk of the tree.  You weren’t sure when you dozed off, but when you awakened, the sun had begun to set.  

You wanted to make it to town before nightfall, but you weren’t even sure how far out you were.  Standing up you stretched out, nearly jumping out of your skin as your vision came into focus.  There was someone else in your camping area.   

A strange male was standing next to the tree that you had tied Shadow to.  He held the sharpened end of a short blade against the rope that tied Shadow to the tree and with the flick of his wrist cut it loose.  Slapping Shadow on his rear, the horse took off into the dense foliage ahead.  

“Ah, she finally wakes!”   

Your attention was solely on Shadow as he vanished in the distance, all your equipment along with him.  Food, water, along with your short sword.  Not the best predicament to be in. Stumbling forward in panic you called out his name as if he would stop his escape.  

“Shadow!”    

Someone from behind throwing their arms around you to keep you restrained was another surprise, the last of your grogginess finally fading completely.  You didn’t struggle, simply allowed yourself to be subdued as the tip of a blade was pressed into your jugular from behind.  

You nearly hurled and the strong scent of filth and tobacco clouded your senses, your eyes forced back onto the man stalking towards you that had set Shadow free.  

“We’ve been waiting for you to get up for hours,” he gloated, tossing the dagger in his hand up in the air before catching it less than diligently.  

You stiffened against the bulky body behind you leaning away from the dull knife that was still pressed against your throat.    

“If you intended to rob me, you lost everything of value with the horse all of my goods were attached to him,”  

The man was now standing in front of you.  He offered you a confused glower before shooting a glance off in the direction Shadow went and then returned to studying your face.   

“Well, that’s unfortunate, ain’t it? It’s alright, I was craving something else either way,” He smiled tentatively as if he didn’t want to frighten you.  But he was holding a knife and his friend behind you had one jammed in the side of your throat.  “What’s a pretty proper lady like you doing out ‘ere eh? Alone, unprotected, and with all these nice clothes on too?”  

The man was no more than a head taller than you, dressed in leather armor.  Dirty.   Filthy actually.  As if he had been on the road for weeks, the same as the one behind you.  He had long dark hair tied back in a low ponytail no obvious insignias or crests anywhere on his clothing. Probably nothing more than a pair of brigands.  

“Traveling… you know, going from one place to another-” The blade against your neck was pressed harshly into your neck causing you to flinch at the motion. It shuts you up instantly.  

“Smart mouth little bitch, aren’t you?” A raspy voice came from behind you, from the man who you had yet to set eyes on. You could tell at least that he was fat, the way his belly was pressed firmly against your back. “If I were you, I’d be trying to cooperate, aye? I’m the one with the knife ‘ere,”  

“What do you want? I don’t have any gold, if you wanted that you should have gone after the horse...” The words were gritted out from the sharp pain radiating from the tip of the knife, it was dull and hadn’t broken the skin, but it sure hurt like hell.  

The man in front of you had closed the distance between you, the point of his own weapon now dragging itself down the front of your tunic. It was sharp enough to cut through the fine silk material, cleanly exposing the fine lace of your undergarments and flesh down to your navel.   

You squirmed underneath the actions, the grip of the man behind you restraining you further so you didn’t slip out of his hold. Panic surely now was lodged in your throat as you let out a slight squeal in protest, to no avail.  

“Oi, look at this. Even your undergarments are made of fine fucking silk, expensive fucking lace on a noblewoman wandering the woods alone? You know how much gold I could get for this material alone?” His hands clasped at the split he made in the tunic and he pulled it apart ripping it further so that it unfurled from its place tucked inside your trousers. “Oof, skin taught, and perfect too I bet you’re a little virgin, aren’t you, my lady?”  

“Don’t touch me,” you warned, eyes narrowing into slits.   

He pressed the tip of his dagger against your navel in response, the iron cutting into the leather belt that had held your trousers into place.   

“You ever laid with a man before? My lady?”   

He laughed under his breath before glancing over his shoulder and into the distance of the greenery. He had heard something. You had to. It was the sound of hooves out in the distance, horses. Not one or two either. It sounded like a stampede.  

But there were a couple that were closer than the rest and from your location, you could see the foliage parting as two horses shot out of the greenery before stopping twenty feet away from your current party.  

Two men sat upon those horses, clad in that same silver and black armor that you had seen in town a few days prior. You hadn’t expected any intervention of the sort, especially not from Knights that had seemingly been passing through.   

“What in the hell-” The man who had been threatening your innocence turned his back on you to face the two clad in armor, holding his dagger out in their direction.  

You recognized one of them immediately. The man who had nearly run you over in the inn. Those serious eyes of his darting from both men who had been holding you against your will, the knives, and then back to you in your unraveled state.  

The other man in armor, you had not seen before and he looked equally unperplexed as his partner. His hair was black and wavy, perhaps a bit unruly as if he had been wearing a helmet at some point, and two distinct beauty marks above his right eyebrow.   

You were grateful for the distraction, maybe now you get out of this unfortunate predicament.