“Alright, Princess,” he mutters, when he finally feels the first tendrils of The Hive reaching for him and his eyes alight on the red-yellow sign of one of their street-level eateries.
He shifts her so she can burrow deeper into his hold. “If you ever had any fleas, the river drowned them good and I don’t have to be disappointed that a life on the street made it hard for you to uphold your royal standards.”
A wet, cold, nose presses against his collarbone in response and Satori feels it when she tucks herself carefully into the space he gives her. A warm, gentle weight pressing right against the beat of his soft, dumb, heart- already nine-tenths in love with her.
Weathering with You - 天気の子 - Tenki no Ko
But Tooru had to, somehow, have the bad luck of attracting the soul-searching eyes of pretty Ushijima Wakatoshi with his taciturn nature, dry wit and soothing quiet; an ass of epic proportions simply because Tooru cannot figure out for the life of him, how a Wizard of Ushiwaka’s stand can be so terribly unimaginative and dull.
It’s off-putting to say the least and if Tooru hates anything then it’s a) people who are better than him and b) especially if they have nothing that makes them stand out from an average crowd of Wizards in The Consortium.
Traits which unfortunately also apply to Ushijima Wakatoshi.
It’s one of the reasons he doesn’t quite know what to do with Satori.
Aside from the fact that Tooru is pretty certain that he shouldn’t be caught dead with the redhead who has been excised from The Consortium at thirteen, he knows that was Satori has is special.
Tooru doesn’t know what it is, but it’s…
It has bite.
It has teeth.
There’s a prickle of something metallic and acidulously dangerous at the back of Tooru’s tongue every time he gets to witness Satori’s Magic up close and personal.
Most days, thinking about Satori makes him angry.
Heyaa.. As you mentioned previously.. may I ask why you don't like iwaoi as a ship that much? I really wanna know cuzz I feel that would really help me story<3~
Oh! Well goodness. It's more of a preference thing? Personally I just don't see them in that constellation, but I also love how other people depict/ describe them in a relationship!
When I say I don't like it it's more of a: I don't go out looking for it, but if I happen across a piece and it's well written, maybe I'll read it and maybe I'll even like it (has happened and likely might happen again).
Personally, when I see Oikawa, I see someone terribly focused and determined, and also someone who grows so much (this is, imo, shown better in the manga than the anime). But I don't relate to him that much (except for playing volleyball with a dang knee injury, been there, done that) on a personal level and, to me, rarepairs and polycules are a much more interesting fare to read and write.
You probably wanted a short answer, sorry for the rant, but also: in terms of helping your story-- as someone who writes themselves just... don't focus too much on what other people think of your ship/idea/story? Write it. Be glad you can write it. Revise it. Again and again and again if necessary- just enough that you've felt the ache of writing and come out satisfied with the piece you've made- and don't mind what others say.
If you take away anything for your story I hope it'd be that.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Haikyuu!! Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Iwaizumi Hajime & Oikawa Tooru, Oikawa Tooru & Ushijima Wakatoshi, Hinata Shouyou & Oikawa Tooru Characters: Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tooru, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Hinata Shouyou Additional Tags: Movie Night, Found Family, protective friendship, Stubborn Oikawa Tooru, Gentle Bulldozer Ushijima Wakatoshi, Chaos Childe Hinata Shouyou, Eternally Suffering Iwaizumi Hajime, group chat shenanigans, Dorks Series: Part 10 of Soft Rally
Summary:
Hajime barely registers the last messages. He doesn’t wait for other replies. Sagging, he lets the phone tumble onto the loveseat to the side of the couch, arms lowering and shoulders dropping even as he glares at the stubborn, lanky problem lounging on his couch.
“You’re being ridiculous,” Tooru whines, arm thrown over his eyes. His phone is still in his hand, though his grip has slackened.
“What’s ridiculous is catching you doing drills on a knee that can barely hold you up!” Hajime snaps, frustration clogging his throat.
WHO GOT CAUGHT UP IN A PROMPT AND IS NOW BATTLING A 35-PAGE DRAFT THAT STILL ISN'T FINISHED?!?!?
not me, noooo, I'd never
(it's me- it's so me)
Haikyuu fans it’s Rare Pair Month!
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Let’s make this a hit!
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fanfic writers are so fucking awesome man. they write novel length fics that are sometimes even better than some published bestselling books written by professional writers. like fanfic writers are professional writers to me and they gift us their masterpieces for free. they give us something we can look forward to after a long day. something from which we can seek comfort when life is hard. something that can be our own little getaway. in a world of capitalism, despite everything, they give us all of these for free. like holy fuck. shout out to every fanfic writer. I wish all fanfic writers a very ‘I love you with all my heart and soul. I thank you from the bottom of my heart’
My contribution for @marchingduck's HAIKYUU RARE PAIR MONTH 2025
Prompt: White Day
How to Fluster (Step One: Accept the Chocolates) (1591 words) by Out_Of_Custody Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Haikyuu!! Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kyoutani Kentarou/Yamaguchi Tadashi, Tsukishima Kei & Yamaguchi Tadashi Characters: Yamaguchi Tadashi, Kyoutani Kentarou, Tsukishima Kei Additional Tags: Yamaguchi Tadashi-centric, Haikyuu Rare Pair Month 2025, Prompt Fill, White Day, Soft, Protective Tsukishima Kei, Tsukishima Kei: Reluctant Wingman, Tadashi is Not Ready for This, Volleyball Dorks in Love, Aromantic Tsukishima Kei, Asexual Tsukishima Kei, Bisexual Yamaguchi Tadashi Summary:
The gym still smells like sweat and rubber, the echoes of sneakers against polished floors fading into the hush of a mostly empty hallway. Yamaguchi Tadashi stands rooted in place, the weight of a small, wrapped box pressing into his palm as he watches the blond glance at him—then away. A hand rubs the back of a tense neck, and then the Seijoh spiker is gone.
“You gotta stop this, princess,” he sighs as he feels the weight of her small body spreading over his feet.
The tabby looks up at him with a slow, content blink as she oozes herself all over his shoes.
“I’m gonna pick you up and bring you home if you’re not careful, and you don’t even know what kind of man I am,” he lectures her, “that’s no way to find yourself a human.” But even as he chides her, he bends, scratching her behind her dainty, bright ears.
She pushes into his touch, eyes closing into a content cat-smile and Satori can’t help but echo the sentiment.