tendousfingertape
please ushijima love me
ushiten supremacy with a hint of added bokuaka, daisuga, bokuroo, and tanaka :) ☆♡she/they • 16♡☆
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One day I’ll do more of these.
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BAHAHAHAHAHAHA THIS IS SO FUNNY
Tendou: Hey, did you drink the tea downstairs?
Semi: Yeah, it was really good.
Tendou: ...It'll kick in soon.
Semi: Haha, what will?
Tendou:
Semi: ...What will kick in?
Tendou: [walks away]
Semi: TENDOU?!
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i love ushiten so much bc those two are so different but they compliment each other so well. they’re both fuckin nerds in very different ways, they have undying respect and admiration for each other, they’re capable of having both ridiculous nonsensical conversations as well as constructive, serious talks.
ushijima is socially challenged (which is valid, i’m not in any way saying that’s a negative trait) and probably very difficult to get close to but tendou has somehow managed to get past those walls, probably because he’s so persistent and always motivated to prove people wrong. if something seems impossible then you can bet your ass he’s gonna do everything in his power to get it and make everyone else eat their words. and ushijima’s friendship is probably something he had his massive eyeballs set on from the very second he met him. stoic, powerful and mysterious guy who seems to only care about volleyball and nothing else?? tendou says: i don’t buy it, let’s see what’s underneath all that. because tendou is the first person to understand what it looks like to put on a facade, to protect the more vulnerable parts of yourself.
he’s very outgoing and charismatic, but tendou isn’t one to trust easily. underneath all that loud enthusiasm and cheeky humor is a guy who’s been through a lot, who’s probably heard every hurtful name in the book, who’s been shunned by his peers for being different, who’s been told for most of his life that he can’t do the thing he loves in the way he wants to. shiratorizawa was the first place he found acceptance (which is why i will also die on my “washijou is not a bad guy” hill, but that’s a whole other can of worms) and when he found that acceptance from ushijima, that probably really took the wind out of him. cause at first glance, ushijima has it all. from tendou’s pov, ushijima owes him nothing except an occasional call from across the court. but ushijima accepts tendou’s friendship, accepts all the weird parts of him, accepts all the deeper things that make tendou who he is.
and i bet tendou was thrilled (and saddened) to find out that ushijima, too, has always been the odd one out, just in different ways. they’re two outcasts who’s appearances are misleading and have caused them to be treated in certain ways, have caused other people to have preconceived ideas about them before even offering them a ‘hello’.
tendou challenges ushijima to indulge in the more spontaneous parts of life, keeps him on his toes and opens his rigid and routine-driven life to a world of new possibilities and ideas. ushijima keeps tendou grounded, reminds him that, while life can be about having fun, it’s also about working hard and staying motivated. they compliment each other very well!!!!!!
best part is that they’re both idiots (i say this lovingly) and everyone around them is probably like “how did this happen” when they learn how close the two of them are. because at surface level it seems like you couldn’t find two people who have less in common. they’re strange and have such a fun dynamic, i swear i have had some of my hardest laughs just imagining the two of them in various situations. the second-hand embarrassment you can get from thinking of them interacting is amazing. they look so intense and intimidating on the outside, but boy oh boy do they have some of the most wholesome and sweet interactions.
they really are an iconic duo and even as i drift from hq fandom i think i’ll always have this intense love and appreciation for them as a pairing (platonic, romantic, whatever) and separately as characters on their own. and furudate really put the cherry on top by fulfilling the whole “best friends forever” thing, i owe them my life tbh
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owo
Baki Baki ni ore~
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join please :D
#haikyuu!!#shiratorizawa#yamagata hayato#hayato yamagata#ennotana#satori tendou#tendou satori#satori#ushijima wakatoshi#ushiten#ushijima#karasuno
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TSUMU AND SAMU
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couldnt figure out which second half i like better since they’re both super depressing so you get both :)
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Shiratorizawa Pack
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noah,,, requests are open, right? (it says so everywhere im just paranoid hah) what if you wrote something about making out with yamagata,,, that'd be hot, ngl. drabble maybe?? fic?? however long it turns out to be?? idk,,, he's just hot and you're right,, he'd be a very good kisser,, and yeah. sorry if i've bothered you 😖
Seven Minutes (Yamagata Hayato)
a/n: i have,,, never written for yamagata before and there’s not much content out there so let’s hope this does him justice smh. you don’t bother me bro ! also i put semishira crumbs in there because i remember that one time you said i had semishira vibes and so y’kNOW
word count: 1k
warnings: yeah you make out okay
You really shouldn’t have accepted Reon’s invitation. Really, he had the best intentions, you’re sure, but being surrounded on both sides by Shiratorizawa students that you had never met, dragged into a game of seven minutes in heaven in the middle of Goshiki’s living room wasn’t the definition of the “possibly fun night” Reon had promised you. You didn’t even attend Shiratorizawa, and it was surprising you got this far through the night.
The empty glass bottle in the middle of the circle may have been pushing it.
And now the one one with the black-tipped hair; Semi, as you had been informed, was mumbling something about it being a certain Hayato’s turn to spin as he made his way out of the closet. However, his embarrassed rambling was cut off by loud giggling from the red-haired one when a shorter boy with very disheveled copper hair practically fell out of the doorway behind Semi. The boy laughing, Tendou, was familiar from when he attacked you with questions after hearing about a friend of Reon’s attending the party that he had forced helped Goshiki to plan and hold.
A pillow was swiftly thrown in the middle-blocker’s direction, who responded by deflecting it towards the one with the sharp eyebrows and brown undercut and yelling at him to spin, and he reluctantly moved the bottle.
You had noticed him before, not bothering to ask Reon about him because while there was something undeniably attractive about him, the amount of people you had been introduced to was already a lot of information to process, so you had done your best to push him out of your mind.
At least until the bottle stopped on you.
Awkwardly, you shifted to stand up, dusting off your pants as he did the same, shuffling towards the closet as Tendou announced all too cheerily that he’ll start the timer as soon as the door shuts. As the light faded out of the closet, you made eye contact with Reon as a last call for help, but he just gave you a thumbs up. Bastard.
The guy, Hayato, leaned against the wall and cleared his throat, cutting the silence. “Don’t feel pressure to do anything, mkay?” he mumbled, and you could hear the shifting of his feet from side to side.
You smiled, even if he couldn’t see. “I appreciate it, uh, Hayato, was it?”
“Yeah, Yamagata Hayato, but it’s okay if you want to call me that--”
“Sorry!” you apologized, and wow, this situation was terribly awkward. “I’m Y/N.”
“I-” he started, taking a sharp breath in before containing with a newfound confidence. “I know.” You could almost hear the smirk on his face as the air in the room shifted almost immediately. It had a flirty connotation, but it seemed though he was just testing the waters. How could you not push back?
“You do?” you questioned, a similar smile mirroring his, your voice tilting up at the end in a teasing manner. This was going to be fun.
“Of course I did, Tendou wouldn't stop pestering Reon about you.” He started to move towards you in the tight closet, taking your response as permission to continue, slowly taking up more of your space. “I didn’t know you’d be so…”
“So what?”
“Can I kiss you?” he said with full confidence, and you could barely register the smack of his hand against the wall beside you with the way your mind was focused on him, but you wouldn’t give in that easily.
Grabbing the front of his shirt, twirling it in between your fingers, you pushed it a bit further. “You didn’t answer my question.”
“You didn’t answer mine.”
Losing your patience, you forced him by the collar towards you, pressing a firm kiss to his lips. He stiffened in shock, before pressing his body against yours to kiss you deeper, shoving until your back hit the wall, making the shelf near you rattle with force. The feeling of his lips sliding over yours consumed all your thoughts, making you forget how awkward it had been until he shifted the mood.
His tongue prodded at your lips, and in an almost desperate manner you allowed your mouth to open and accept it, and as soon as it ran over your own, you let out an embarrassingly loud moan. You could feel his smirk through your kiss, and as cocky as it was he definitely had the right to be confident with the way he was making your legs weak. Luckily, he seemed to pick up on it, as he reached out to support your waist with his hands, the warmth making your back arch.
Slowly, his mouth left yours, trailing down from the side of your mouth to your jaw, settling to the crook of your neck, near your collarbone. Tangling your hands through his cropped hair, you jumped as he suddenly bit down on the spot he decided on, then sucking on it to relieve the pain with waves of pleasure.
You let your head fall backwards, making more room for him to attack at the same spot more and more. By the end, loud whimpers of Hayato were flowing freely, and you couldn’t bother to care about the mark he definitely left there.
In an instant, he was back at your mouth, invading it again with a newfound intensity, groaning as you tugged at his hair again and slid a free hand up his shirt, feeling the muscles that adorned his chest. He lifted a knee, placing it between your legs, causing you to whine, but before you could continue any further, a knock at the door snapped both of you out of it.
“Seven minutes is up! Get out of there, nasties!” Tendou’s voice boomed from outside, and in a contradictory show of softness, Yamagata kissed your cheek before opening the door, giving you little time to adjust yourself or catch your breath. The light shone on your flushed cheeks and blooming bruise, making you bow your head in embarrassment before returning to your seat.
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To: Y/N
From: R e o n !!
[Contact: Yamagata Hayato]. He forgot to bring his phone to the party so he couldn’t get your number, he forced me to give this to you. Sorry.
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Semi Eita’s current concern: Tendou thinks he looks uncool in casual clothes
a) i am never letting go of my nonbinary semi headcanon, you’ll have to pry that outta my cold dead hands
b) if youre wondering what ship im hinting at, the answer is yes
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