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mirrorsblogs · 2 years
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𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐖. 𝐔𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚
𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙠𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙣.
Dangerous would not even begin to describe you walking alone at night in this area of town. Barely anyone walked through and you heard in the distance the drunken merry of men in the distance as you desperately made your way to the cabin in the forest. 
“Might I help you, my lady?”
You turned to find a favorite of the King, Sir Wakatoshi Ushijima. He was known for his battle prowess and knowledge of any and all weapons.
“No thank you, I am alright.” You smiled abashedly and continued on your way.
“I apologize to you, my lady but I took an oath when I became a knight to protect the citizens of this kingdom.” You turned back ‘round and saw the great Sir Ushijima stand stoically a few paces behind you.
“Alright but do not disturb me.” He nodded and followed behind you at an appropriate length. If he was a regular townsman you might have made conversation but your nervousness got to you.
“What is you do, my lady?” The lumbering of his metal armor was heard from behind you.
“I am a physician’s assistant in the castle.”
“I must have missed you then. I would remember you.” You shook your head in amusement before letting a smile grace your face.
“And I you.” With your head kept forward you were unable to see Wakatoshi smiling lightly as he let his attention focus solely on you.
“How is it working there?”
“It is a lot of fixing up you knights.” Wakatoshi huffed a little in amusement.
“My sincerest apologies then.” You let out a huff as well.
The rest of the walk was filled with mindless chatter but Wakatoshi found himself hanging onto every word. 
“Here is my home. Thank you for walking me home, good sir.”
“It is no issue, my lady.” A pause. “Now I know who to come to if I am injured.”
“Yes I believe you do.” You smiled at him and he smiled back at you. 
On the day after this Ushijima had shown up at your work station with a nasty cut on his shoulder.
“When I said I would see you soon I didn’t mean this soon.” You huffed sarcastically as you gathered some things needed for the cut.
“It was not my intention.” He smiled a bit before staring straight forward.
You cleaned the cut with silence surrounding both of you until a particularly close swipe caused Wakatoshi to let out a hiss.
“I apologize, good sir.”
“It’s alright.” He remained stoic which made you turn your head away in shame. Without thinking Wakatoshi’s hand moved from his side to turn your head back around so you would be staring at him again. “It really is alright, my lady.”
Neither of you realized the proximity of the other until Wakatoshi opened his lips and let out a hot breath that fanned your lips. You cleared your throat and moved your gaze back down to his cut. Wakatoshi continued to stare down at you as you intently placed some bandages over the cut.
“Thank you, my lady.” Wakatoshi bowed his head.
“Not a problem.” You smiled and stood up ready to put back all the supplies. Wakatoshi grabbed your wrist before you could, however.
“I apologize for making you uncomfortable.”
“No you did not, sir. It was rather enlightening.” You sent him a cheeky smile that caused Wakatoshi to leave in a stunned state. 
You laughed a bit before resuming your work.
It was a few days later when you came back from the castle and decided to collect herbs you saw on your way back to your front door slightly ajar. You grabbed a cooking knife that you had stored in your boot and raised it in defense.
Slowly, step by step you entered the house until you heard a slight cling behind you. Instantly you turned around and shoved the person behind you into the wall and placed the knife with the point hitting their Adam's apple.
“I’ll cut your throat! That’ll shut you up!” These battle cries fell on deaf ears as Wakatoshi stared forward in full amazement and awe at you.
“You’re beautiful.”
At the sound of his voice you widened your eyes and finally realized who it was you had pinned with a knife. In an instant the knife clanged against the wooden floor as you took a step back in horror.
“Sir-”
“I t- trespassed. The door was open and I thought there was..an intruder.” Wakatoshi could not remember the last time he stuttered through a sentence like that. 
His eyes became fixated first on your eyes that held a knife to his throat then your hair that moved slightly as you stepped back from him. He looked more and more at you and found nothing he could grow to hate. 
After a few moments you had finally processed what he had said.
“Sir Ushijima, though I accept your affections I would not be the best person to chase after.”
“Why?” The pure curiosity in his eyes saddened you.
“People would down upon you for marrying a working woman rather than a noble lady.” He paused in contemplation for a moment before losing track of his thoughts by looking at your eyes again. When have I ever gotten so dazed when looking at one person?
You watched Sir Ushijima turn around from you but still look to be in thought just facing the wall.
“Sir, are you alright?”
“Sorry for my rudeness but your face seems to distract me from thought.” Wakatoshi glanced a little over his shoulder to see you holding in giggles with your hand. “As for your earlier statement I would wish to continue our courtship and see how it fairs.”
“Why me?”
“You make me throw rational thought out the window.”
“So this is your way of asking me out on a date?” Ushijima’s eyes widened and he quickly turned around.
“If that is what you want?”
“Tomorrow after your training. Pick me up at the physician’s office and we can dine.”
He smiled at you and shortly left thereafter. 
You really are beautiful my lady.
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cowpokezuko · 8 months
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more lesbian ushiten bc my brain is tiny. Ren fest jouster Ushijima x Princess/costume nerd Tendou.
Satori saw the only female knight in the jousting arena and decided to fall in love with her. Shockingly, the knight fell for her as well.
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ushiwhacka · 1 year
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Actually, better yet prince ushijima with the best knight in the country. She’s smart, strong, and tough. She would do anything for him. So when he comes back from a meeting furious and asks you to strip, you barely bat an eye. You’d do anything for your handsome prince, even let him use you to de stress. He loves that he’s the only one who sees you in such a vulnerable state, and the more he thinks about it the more flustered he gets.
He just loves you so much.
-🔭
when you travel together he makes sure you share his tent. it makes sense, it's practical to share body heat. and you have to be nude for optimal heat transfer too, everyone knows that. but then you're wiggling your ass into him, trying to get comfortable. and you're so surprisingly soft underneath all that armour. he's so hard and hot and throbbing between your thighs. and the way you beg for him to please just put it in. he never stood a chance.
prince! wakatoshi who's in love with you, cannot bear the thought of you risking your life for him. so he steps in front of you, not because he doesn't trust you but because he'd rather die than ever lose you. not only does his father berate him for several long hours, but when he makes his way to his chambers you're there seething and pacing around the room. he's never seen you so angry or embarrassed but he doesn't regret his actions. catches you by the wrists as you bang your fists against his chest. holds you close as tries to explain how much he loves you but his words get all mixed up. and you've been underneath him like this a few times before. but it's different now. he fucks you so thoroughly, his eyes dark and hazy, like he's claiming you. you're his. you're his. say it.
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przeuszczski · 3 months
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There was something he was missing.  Maybe he could find it in Wakatoshi’s files. “So this is where Peacemaker got all his shit done,” a voice came from behind Kiyoomi, startling him out of his thoughts.  He whirled, hands immediately up in a fighting position, but his assailant wasn’t there to catch him across the face or in the stomach. Instead, he was on the other side of the room, idly lifting one of Ushijima’s file folders, looking impressed.  Kiyoomi’s face fell, and he let his arms drop. “You,” he deadpanned, turning away from the other man.  
Pros of spraining your ankle at work: two days of paid leave to do nothing but rest.
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loveazumane · 1 year
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—virgin.
summary: virgin ushijima and not-so-innocent reader
warning(s): nsfw! virgin!ushijima. pervert!ushijima. masturbation (male). slight age gap.
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ushijima, 20 late something professional volleyball player, meeting his manager’s early 20s daughter who’s sinfully naughty—she a vixen in disguise, wearing cute sundresses and cute makeup and cute accessories and speaking in that cute voice to ushijima as she touches his chest, squeezes his arm, and presses her breast against him as she pretends to reach for something next to him.
but ushijima is not just a 20 late something professional volleyball player. he’s also the unbelievably attractive old virgin who doesn’t know how to speak to girls, let alone handle them. ushijima is a virgin loser who blushes at y/n’s touches, from her hugs, her light caresses, and to her soft voice when she speaks to him.
“ushijima?” she would say. “would you like me to get you some water?”
she’s always fetching him water. sometimes a towel. and ushijima only nods, cheeks blushed with the prettiest shade of pink when she smiles in delight and spins on her heels and runs to fetch a bottle of water—one she doesn’t even need to fetch because he’s already got his own. but seeing her turn around, the short cherry sundress spinning in the air and showing a hint of white red underwear. red. not a color for a girl who was innocent and pure. but ushijima didn’t know that. but y/n? oh, she knew.
“ushijima?” y/n jogs over with the bottle and she trips.
like every cliché, her knight and shining armor—in this case it’s ushijima—catches her with ease before helping her stand straight. he stares down at her and becomes aware that she’s pressed against him, chest squeezed in the nicest way to make her breast sit pretty. ushijima feels his cheeks heat up, and goodness he feels something in him, something like when his stomach does flips. he lets go of her immediately and asks if she’s okay. y/n only squeezes her eyes shut as she apologizes and looks away in shame.
“i spilled the water. i’m so sorry!” she exclaims.
and that’s when ushijima notices how much damper his shirt has gotten. it trickles all the way down to his abdomen. then… he notices it clearly on y/n. her dress is white with little cherries and the water that spilled on him was more prominent on hers. it makes her dress transparent, showing the bright red bra y/n had on. he gulps, not sure what to say, but he certainly knows how he’s feeling.
“you… i…” ushijima’s heart quickens. “y/n.”
“hm?” she peers up at him with innocent eyes. “yes, ushijima?”
goodness, the way you said his name… it can’t be innocent—there’s no way it could be. you’re just being nice and soft. there was no underlying tone. but ushijima is too dense to realize that you weren’t doing anything with good intensions.
and that wasn’t just the beginning. so many more “accidents,” so many more of ushijima trying to calm his pacing heart and his burning cheeks. every night, his only release was to touch himself. it helped get rid of the thoughts of her. the thoughts of you. your breath, your touch, your smile, your body, your voice, your pretty face—your entire existence. you, you, you, you. every action and word, it all plays in his head like a mantra until his cumming all over his hand at the thought of you, your name tumbling from his lips as he bucks and grinds and empties every last drop of his seed.
those bad intensions of yours don’t even stop there. it’s driving him crazy. he doesn’t know what to do. he’s like a dog in heat. every night—every damn night is hard for him. he can’t sleep without stroking his cock with you on his mind. he can’t get your pretty voice out of his head unless he’s cumming to it. and it becomes worse because he’s on a trip abroad with the team, taking a break and having some bonding time with the staff as well and you’re there. you’re always across the room from his. it’s a coincidence, but it seems like even the universe wanted to work in your favor. but for ushijima’s, it was completely working against his.
fuck, every night now he strokes his cock, once or maybe twice, thinking of the fact that you’re just one knock away. so close, but yet out of reach. he can’t even hold his groans as he squeezes his eyes shut and releases over his palm when he hears your cheerful laughter from beyond the walls. y/n, y/n, y/n, his head would chant, and it falls off his lips eventually too until he hears that click! and you stand there, the door’s open wide, the light’s shining right in to reveal the bed—to reveal ushijima cumming all over his palm with your name falling from his lips in the most lewd and disgusting way. his thighs, large and tense, open wide to reveal his thick balls and his equally thick and long girth that’s wrapped with his large hand. everything is out in the open and it’s a sight.
“y/n,” it comes out strangled and breathy. and the tone, though filled with post clarity and pleasure, is guilty and scared.
he stares at you, caught in the act. his eyes are filled with shame, but he can’t move. but then you smile and it confuses him. it’s not the smile he recognizes. it’s not soft and sweet and it’s almost like a smirk. you didn’t look mad or disgusted—and that’s because you weren’t. and that’s when ushijima realizes as you shut the door behind you and you click the lock into place. and everything becomes clear to him—every smile, every chat, every question, every touch and caress you have ever given to ushijima… he understands now.
his mind begins to clear more and more. every event unfolds as the night progresses from the help of you. from the first 10 minutes where you situate yourself between ushijima’s long legs and thick thighs, sucking his cock and lightly squeezing his balls with your palm to the next 20 minutes where you’re grinding your pussy along his hard length to soak him with your juices all the while kissing and sucking and nibbling on his pretty skin.
“y/n.” this time, it’s pleading. his tone is weak and hoarse, and ushijima is begging to a girl much younger than him. to a girl who was definitely not as innocent as he thought she was. “fuck, fuck, please put it in. i might cum too early.”
but you don’t listen. god, he should’ve known—should’ve known that you weren’t the type to listen. not with the way you had taken his cock to the back of your throat and not the way you carelessly littered his neck and collarbones with hickeys.
he can feel how slick your pussy was as you continue to grind down on his cock, your folds parting so nicely as you rub up and down his tip. and sometimes he thinks it might slip in when it sinks slightly into your hole, or when you jolt when it rubs down on your clit a little too hard, but it doesn’t. and it drives him insane. he’s panting and groaning and he’s whimpering. and then he cums, his seeds spilling over his stomach and his hands shoot up to your hips to stop you from moving because it’s so sensitive and he hasn’t came more than twice before in such a short time.
“let go, ushijima,” you say.
ushijima freezes. his eyes lock into yours and he sees how different you look compared to before. your eyes are darker. now, he feels stupid for not noticing how bad you actually are. how naughty and lewd you were. a real fucking devil in disguise.
and like he was under a spell, he lets go and squeezes the sheets below him hard when you lift off his cock after brushing up against his tip. you lean down and dart out your tongue to lick his cum clean before doing the same to his cock. ushijima squeezes his eyes shut at the painful yet pleasurable sensation of your tongue swirling around his tip until he opens them when you’re done.
“why don’t you let me cum too, ushijima?” you whisper, crawling up to meet him at face-level, lips hovering over his. “would you let me cum on your face? i’ll let you put it in if you do.”
and ushijima snaps out his his daze and brings his hands up to your ass. with so much ease, he lifts you up until your dripping pussy is hovering over his face. it makes you remember that ushijima wasn’t just a regular virgin loser. he had muscle and weight on him and he was tall in comparison to you. much larger even. and ushijima wanted to remind you of that. he wasn’t just something you could toy with. not for too long anyway. and he was gonna prove that.
he lowers you down and flattens his tongue over your pussy and drags it from your hole to your clit. and it not only feels good, but it sounds good too because it’s so fucking loud that it vibrates against the walls along with the embarrassingly slutty moan that falls from your lips. and now you knew that you weren’t the only one being underestimated because you had just realized you were gonna be in for a very long night.
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kvrokasaa · 5 months
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He protects you
Ushijima X Reader
Friends to lovers if you squint.
Part 2
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A party is a nice spot to relax and meet new people, sometimes. All week, you've had hard days. School made you slumped, and you had classes from 6 am to 5 pm, lots of homework, and barely any time to yourself. Honestly, you just wanted to lay down and watch your favorite show. But when your best friend begs you to come to a party, you have no choice but to go. It's not like you're going to go all out, maybe you did your hair, and maybe you put on a cute outfit. But it's not like you're wearing something so revealing that guys have to come up to you and bother you constantly. Even after saying no, multiple times, this guy won't get the memo and leave. You're so close to either ditching the party or slapping the guy.
"Come on, baby~ Let me take you out. I swear it'll be worth your time." Even his voice is disgusting. He's drunk and you know it, his speech is slurred and he's walking weird. "I said, I have a boyfriend. I'm not interested." Which wasn't a complete lie. Sure, you don't have a boyfriend, but you do know a few guys that won't hesitate to scare this guy off. Too bad you haven't seen them yet.
But wait, is that him? In the kitchen drinking out of a red solo cup? Yes. Your knight in shining armor. But before you can make it to the kitchen, the weird guy grabs your arm and pulls you back. "I don't like to ask twice." You snap your head back at him, about to raise your hand to slap this guy. But before you could do that, you hear his voice. "Let go of her. She said no."
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Ushijima isn't one to come to parties. He doesn't like the loud music or the people. It's more of the people thing. Don't get him wrong, he likes his friends, and he sometimes likes socializing. But he doesn't like when girls latch themselves to his arm and try to pull him upstairs. He wouldn't have come to this party, in fact, he'd rather be at the gym practicing his spikes. But Tendou wouldn't stop begging him to come, more like peer pressuring him. And even though Ushijima said no multiple times, once he heard that you were coming, he was already out the door and down the street.
He didn't see you at first, mindlessly walking around, looking for you. But he spaced what he was doing once Tendou handed him a cup and told him to relax. And after a few sips, he felt calm, comfortable. That was the case until he heard your voice. He looked for where it was coming from but couldn't find anything.
"Hey, isn't that Y/n? And who's that guy with her?" A guy? Where? Are you talking to a guy, are you two close? "I said no. Leave me alone." He felt his nerves die down, relaxing when he heard you say no. But wait, is that guy bothering you? Ushijima looks to where Tendou is pointing and sees you looking around with a guy latched onto your arm. His eyes widen and he quickly puts down his cup and stalks over to you two.
Before Ushijima can even think of what he's doing, his arm is tightly wrapped around the other guy's arm. He can feel his blood boiling. Has this guy been harassing you? "Let go of her. She said no." Even Ushijima could feel the venom from his tone. The guy looks up at Ushijima and is immediately intimidated. He lets go of your arm and scurries away.
"Thank you! I was trying to get that guy away from me. He wouldn't get the hint." You smile up at Ushijima, blushing a little. He rubs the back of his neck and looks off to the side, "yeah, it was no problem." It's not like he'll admit he was jealous. "You're okay, right? He didn't hurt you anywhere?" Ushijima scowls at the part of your arm that the man was touching. You smile and reassure him, nothing happened. You were about to thank him, walk out of the party and go home, but Ushijima has other plans. He grabs your hand and leads you over to the kitchen were Tendou is. Tendou smiles at you and hands you a cup, which you respectively decline. "Sorry, I'm the designated driver for my friend. She's most likely drunk by now." Ushijima ushers Tendou closer and whispers that he's going to take you home.
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After a while, you two finally make it to your apartment. "Thank you for taking me home. I really appreciate it." You're about to open his door, but before you could, Ushijima pulls your arm back and looks at you. And before he can make up his mind, listen to his conscious, he leans in and captures your lips into a kiss. You freeze, not knowing what to do. Of course, you like Ushijima, and of course you've wanted to kiss him for the longest time since high school. But this is out of character for him, you never thought he would make the first move, let alone that he likes you too. But, fuck it, you deserve this.
You kissed him back, your teeth colliding just a little, but that's what made it more passionate. "I don't want to see other men touch you." He whispers in the kiss. "You're mine."
I didn't know what to finish this with.... But I might do a pt 2 with nsfw
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heich0e · 2 years
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thinking about a royalty au where knight!tendou finds you trying to teach yourself how to dance in an empty ballroom in the middle of the night. a rumpled overskirt pulled on atop your nightdress to replicate the ballgown you'll be wearing in a fortnight's time--when the room will be filled with nobility and foreign royals who've answered your father's invitation.
he watches in silence as you try to lead yourself through the steps clumsily, humming something he's sure you think is the waltzes tune--the sweet sound echoing into the painfully still hall where you believe yourself to be without company. he doesn't mind that the tempo is off and the notes are wrong.
"you'll step on your partner's toes if you do it like that," he finally calls out into the quiet, and you nearly keel over from the fright--gripping your skirt in both hands and lifting its hem to your ankle like you're preparing to flee.
but you can't. not with the way he's leaning against the ballroom's towering double doors as he watches you, shrouded in shadow, blocking your only way out.
"what are you doing here?" you ask, breathless though you cannot blame it on the dancing.
tendou pushes himself off the wall and slowly makes his way across the room to you.
"shouldn't I be asking you that question, your highness? last i checked i'm not the one under any sort of curfew."
your nose scrunches up as he stalks closer, your mortification at being caught slowly staining around the edges with annoyance that it was him of all people.
"i'm surprised commander ushijima doesn't keep you on curfew. he's such a stickler for the rules," you mumble the words through a pout. tendou resists the urge to pinch the soft swell of your cheek as it puffs out indignantly.
"wakatoshi's only concerned with your safety, he acts in the same interest as the king."
your eyes flutter up in the wake of the young knight's words; too subtle to be an outright roll but evidence enough of your displeasure.
"my father's only interest is power," you say flatly, the words bitter even as they fall from lips so sweet.
tendou quirks a crimson brow, towering over you now as you fiddle with the creased material of your skirt. you'd obviously put it on yourself without the help of your lady's maid, a clandestine mission that no one was meant to know about, because he spots immediately how the waistline is crooked and part of your nightgown is puckering out at the small of your back like a duckling's tail.
"a legacy is power," he quips, his fingers twitching at his side near the hilt of his sword as he resists the urge to slip them under the waist of your skirt and tuck the errant puff of cotton into place at the base of your spine. "and as the only heir you are his legacy."
you huff--not as though you don't believe him, but that you're unhappy with the validity of his remark.
"so," tendou drags out the word, peering around the empty ballroom--lit by two small oil lamps you've set on either side of the floor a few paces apart. "what are you doing out of your chambers so late?"
he's fully aware of what you had been doing, you know it as well as he does, but he goads you into admitting it aloud.
"going to bed," you say stiffly, moving to step past him towards the doors.
he catches you by the crook of your elbow, and your eyes snap up to his. you meet his gaze with wide eyes, and then your look softens, lashes fluttering as your line of sight drops to where his fingers are lightly holding your sleeve.
"you never learned how to dance," tendou says gently, not asks, because he already knows the answer. his tone is no longer teasing.
your eyes flicker up to him shyly, and you shake your head no.
"evidently raising me with the skills befitting of a proper lady was not one of my father's interests," you admit quietly in reply.
the king had raised you--though the word seems unjustified given his indifference--alone, following the untimely death of your mother in your infancy. but your childhood memories are of governesses and the royal household's various other staff. of stablehands and scullery maids. of young knights training to one day join the royal guard.
"well," satori says, lifting his hand in offering.
you blink at him.
"are you looking to learn or not?" he asks, his hand still poised midair for you to accept.
"you don't know how to dance," you murmur, your brow pinching in the middle as you eye his outstretched hand skeptically.
"i can assure you i do," he laughs, and the sound bounces around the empty ballroom--getting lost in the far corners where the lamplight does not reach.
you cross your arms over your chest, turning up your nose.
"when did you learn something like that?"
he leans down towards you, bending at the waist to bring himself closer to your height. "i am the son of a nobleman, though you seem so intent to forget it."
you blink at him, flustered by his sudden nearness.
"well, if you're sure you don't need a lesson--" tendou withdraws, returning to his normal height and letting his hand drop.
you catch it before it can fall.
both of your eyes are fixed to the way you clutch his hand in yours--the warmth of your fingertips seeping through the thin material of his uniform gloves.
"please."
tendou's unfocused eyes flicker up to your face, where he sees you looking at him with an unexpected earnestness.
"please teach me."
and he does.
he starts off slow, teaching you the simplest of steps to the (proper) tempo. he hums a pared down tune to keep your movements in time, and you fall into step with him quickly and gracefully--though in truth, he expected no less.
he gets quickly swept up in the pleasure of leading you. of clasping your hand in his own. of resting his other hand upon your waist and feeling where your body dips and curves beneath his palm.
he's spinning you around the room before he can stop himself.
the two of you twirl until you're dizzy, and you're laughing at the top of your lungs as you try to hiccup out a slurred admonishment. you couldn't tell him to stop even if you wanted to through the laughter slipping from your lips.
but you don't want to. not even a little bit.
when finally you've lost any sense of up or down, of your lefts and rights, tendou stops the momentum of your turn with a tug--bringing your swaying body flush to his chest.
your head swims, your lungs ache. you fight to regain your bearings with your fingers twisted into the front of his jacket. the deep plum colour of his uniform looks more violet in the low light of the midnight ballroom. the starched material more yielding under your fingertips than you expect.
his cheeks are flushed. your touch is burning.
you look up at him with a softness in your eyes so devastating it almost brings him to his knees.
"satori," you whisper his name.
a plea.
your grip on his jacket tightens.
he smiles, but it's nothing like the carefree one that had stretched across his face while he'd been leading you in your dance. there's something melancholy even in the upward quirk of his lips.
he steps away.
"you're a natural, your highness," tendou says softly, and the words ache--pricking like thorns under his ribcage that accompany the bloom of his heart.
"tori," you murmur again, more desperately this time, reaching for him blindly.
he takes another step back, just beyond your grasp.
"i don't think i ever properly congratulated you, you know." he swallows over the taste of bile creeping up his throat.
your eyes beg him not to say any more. your hands are still half-outstretched, reaching for him.
"so congratulations,"--tendou's eyes are burning, an unpleasant heat along his waterline that threatens to rob him of his sight entirely--"i'm sure your betrothed will be pleased once the two of you are introduced at the engagement ball."
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kaiisers · 1 year
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OTHERS ꒰ mix ꒱
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꒰ buddy daddies ⸱ fairy tail ⸱ free! ⸱ fruits basket ⸱ kuroko no basket (soon!) ⸱ spyxfamily ⸱ trigun stampede ꒱
none of the following works belong to me. credits to rightful authors. contains mature content, aimed for +18 audiences. reader discretion is advised. most of these works are f! or afab! reader. ALSO! minors + blank + ageless blogs will be blocked.
⿻ last updated: may. 01, ‘23
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babying kink. ──── enji, thoma, itto, kaeya, ushijima
crème de la crème. ── completed ── 19.6k
⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ College AU where the boys are transfers from Japan and you’re their English tutor.
cw. MHA & Free! Iwatobi Swim Club Crossover. KiriKami, RinHaru, and KamiHaru dynamics, reader takes Haru’s virginity, unprotected sex with multiple partners, orgy, double penetration, slight angst, mentions of masturbation and aftercare, public groping, grinding, spanking, exhibitionism, a little voyeurism, slight corruption undertones between reader and Haru, fingering (anal & vaginal), oral (m & f receiving), face fucking, creampie, cum shot, anal sex, anal creampie, use of nicknames (baby, babygirl, good girl, princess, gorgeous, sweetheart)
need to know. ──── ukai, keigo
cw. fem!reader, dilf!ukai, coach!keigo, threesome, manhandling, throat fucking, tag team oral, black coded, sweet / nasty talk, headcannons?, impact play, overstimulation, edging, choking, unedited.
untitled. ── shigaraki, gyuutaro ── 2k
cw. Cockwarming, slight overstim, oral (reader receiving), slight nipple play, masturbation mention, panty theft mention, finger sucking (Gyuutaro to tomura), reader is kinda bratty about Tomuras attention
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𝐁𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐒
meeting his daughter. ──── rei, kazuki
𖨂 ⸱ ꕤ ⸱ SUWA REI
gold rush. ──── 1.5k
⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ Rei Suwa some how accepted advent of Miri in his life, had made peace with the presence of his partner, Kazuki long before Miri walked into their life. He was not willing to do it anymore, not under any circumstances but hearts does not align with our minds, does it now?
cw. undertones of fluff cuz i love miri, f!reader ( s!her pronouns ), canon typical violence, death, murder, profanity, mention of smoking, alcohol, sexual tension, mutual pinning,rei is so fvcking oblivious that I wanna bang my head on a pillow. characters include :: Kazuki Kurusu, Kyutaro Kugi, Miri Unasaka, Anna Hanyu.
pay attention to me!
⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ you hope rei doesn’t expect you to just watch him play games all day, you’ll have him wanting to watch you instead.
cw. f!reader, thigh-riding while he’s gaming
tub time. ──── 1.9k
cw. fluff, smut, fem!reader, Rei’s first time, Praise kink, 18+ only
⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ Spicy time in a tub
you can take it. ──── 2k
⌜ ୨୧ ⌟you have to take out your frustration of losing a video game somehow, and rei just so happens to have you sitting on his cock begging for him.
cw. fem reader, cockwarming, degradation, dumbification, overstimulation, creampie
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𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋
short s/o. ──── natsu, gray
cw. gn!reader, fluff, crack
𖨂 ⸱ ꕤ ⸱ NATSU DRAGNEEL
accidentally hurting you.
⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ natsu accidentally injures you during a job
cw. gn!reader, one or two curse words, angst + bit of fluff
a knight’s first kiss.
cw. Natsu Dragneel x f!reader, SFW, fluff, suggestive behaviour, cute adorable interactions, knight AU, Natsu is simply delicious, first kiss, mentions of arranged marriages
period pains.
cw. 18+ there's no smut but it is suggestive, tw for periods, sickness, and medical issues
pride.
cw. boxer!natsu x gn!reader, modern au, sfw
general nsfw headcanons. ──── 716
cw. afab gn reader, overstimulation
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𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄!
𖨂 ⸱ ꕤ ⸱ MATSUOKA RIN
all his. ──── 679
cw. fem!reader. dark content, pseudo incest, face riding, oral (f. receiving), veeeery slight edging
sweatshirt. ──── 0.9k
cw. gn reader, fluff, reader is implied to be smaller than rin
untitled.
cw. sub!afab!reader x rin matsuoka / biting + marking / dry humping / he calls u “baby”
𖨂 ⸱ ꕤ ⸱ TACHIBANA MAKOTO
cuter.
cw. breeding
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𝐅𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐓
𖨂 ⸱ ꕤ ⸱ SŌMA HATORI
heart-thumping, car-bumping. ──── 1.5k
cw. fem!reader smut, hatori picks you up from work and you can’t stop staring at him in the car, he pulls over in an abandoned parking lot and you guys fuck. hatori calls you baby. short and sweet. safe sex w condom
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𝐒𝐏𝐘𝐗𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘
𖨂 ⸱ ꕤ ⸱ LOID FORGER
license to kill. ──── 4.3k
hired by an anonymous to kill a CEO, the job becomes more complicated than expected when your target turns out to be a tough-skinned man who may also be hiding a secret that could compromise your mission
cw. undercover spy!loid forger x assassin f!reader. action, romance, smut. oral, body worship, creampie, mating press, office sex, praise, pet names (princess, angel), gun play, fingering
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𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐃𝐄
bounty. ── vash & nicholas ── 1.4k
cw. vash/f!reader/wolfwood (trigun stampede) 1.4k, poly!au, wild west!au even tho it's hard to tell in a fic this short lol, bounty hunters, this is an equilateral triangle of a relationship, fluff but suggestive, wolfwood calls reader 'kid' as a petname
bliss. ── vash & Nicholas ── 3k
cw. poly!au, wild west!au, bounty hunters, smut, oral (f!receiving), fingering, masturbation (m), cum eating, finger sucking, wolfwood calls reader 'kid' as a petname, there will be a part 3 where nico gets his moment i promise!
thoughts. ──── vash, nicholas
⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ just some thots about the trigun boys enjoy <333
cw. gender neutral! reader, mentions of sm*king, praise, oral, I think I forgot smth but we die like men ig
𖨂 ⸱ ꕤ ⸱ VASH THE STAMPEDE
first. ──── 2.1k
⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ vash has never fallen in love—not before you, that is.
cw. mutual pining, slightly jealous vash (of nicholas), confessions, fluff
bittersweet. ──── 7k
cw. heavy on the wild wild west core here, light angst, smut, fingering, needy vanilla sex, domesticity, mentions of alcohol/alcoholism, boot-throwing related violence. 18+ NSFW MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT
this is wrong, right?
cw. male masturbation (vash), imagined sex?? (basically vash gets off thinking about reader), reader has tits and a vagina, voyerism (kinda)
scars. ──── 0.7k
⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ you wonder how vash smiles so easily with all his scars, and he shows you
cw. fluff, mentions of scars
vash is sweet.
cw. n/sfw, mdni, bf!vash x afab!reader, oral (afab!receiving), marking
𖨂 ⸱ ꕤ ⸱ NICHOLAS WOLFWOOD
flustering wolfwood.
𖨂 ⸱ ꕤ ⸱ MILLION KNIVES ⸱ NAI
human.
⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ nai can’t bring himself to hate you—until you almost make him feel human, that is.
cw. gn! reader, slightly suggestive but also not rly, fluff if you squint but also idk if it’s rly fluff, kissing and all that good stuff lolz
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monstrsball · 20 hours
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it's been.... many months and i am back with another batch of pokemon teams in my hq pokemon au!
seijoh four edition
oikawa: ninetales, lucario, nidoking, emolga, mawile, sawsbuck
pokemon trainer, of course. his goal right now is to beat the current champion (ushijima) who he totally doesn't have a grudge against. he's challenged him once, and beat the elite four, and is currently preparing for another go at it.
he doesn't hate dragon type pokemon but he has developed an aversion to having any on his team because it was ushijima's advice to him when he lost against them. i also like to imagine this is a rivalry they've had since before ushijima became champion so it's not just... oikawa lost once and is salty forever now lol.
i did take types into account somewhat, at least defensively, but this is mostly just... vibes? pokemon i think oikawa would like having on his team and that i think suit him. lucario is because, like with suga and kageyama, i wanted him to have a pokemon that evolves with high friendship! a way to symbolize one of the things he's better than kageyama at in canon. i will fully admit that nidoking is me shoving in the 'grand king' thing. but!!! he suits him. emolga is simply because i remember getting really pissed off at trainers with emolga when i was playing pokemon white so naturally oikawa had to have one.
iwaizumi: arcanine, heracross, tyranitar, joltik, ceruledge, togedemaru
this is also just vibes... after giving oikawa a pikaclone i was like omg what if i gave iwa one too... <- arcanine and ninetales were already supposed to be their little counterpart pokemon. oh well they get two i guess. joltik and togedemaru are besties. joltik likes to sit on iwa's head.
tyranitar and arcanine were both iwa's first pokemon!! his big guys that he babies so much. this is according to oikawa. iwaizumi denies this. (but oikawa is right)
ceruledge is because... it's a knight and i think that suits iwaizumi for obvious reasons. and well. i don't like armarouge's design lol so ceruledge it is <3 and i love fire/ghost types.
as for his role in the au, he's just a trainer traveling with oikawa. they do double battles a lot. iwaizumi has all of the gym badges but hasn't pursued challenging the elite four, it's not necessarily something he has a lot of interest in. he likes entering tournaments though.
matsukawa: chandelure, haunter, bisharp, morpeko, grafaiai
first off, i have decided to give the seijoh four all pikaclones to mirror the karasuno third years all have eeveelutions hehe. i think it's cute :p and they ended up all being the dual types too which i think adds to it somehow... or at least differentiates them from the other characters i gave pikaclones to haha.
some ghost types because of what he does in canon! which might be what he's pursuing in this au too? or maybe he later decides to settle down in a haunted house to look after some ghost types... that could be cool. bisharp because i think he's cool. that's it.
(oikawa is not a big fan of his haunter because he messes with him a lot. <- guy who pokemon just like to mess with. see: suga's aipom)
hanamaki: dedenne, impidimp, maractus, mareanie
other than dedenne, i don't have much reasoning for these guys? just guys i think he would like. smaller team because i imagine, like matsukawa, he doesn't battle as much as iwaizumi and oikawa do. he does it for fun but that's about it. he's not really sure what it is he wants to do. he's still trying to figure that part out.
impidimp gets along pretty well with matsukawa's haunter. they both make oikawa's life worse.
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kagejima · 2 years
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i’ll talk about toshi all day !! toshi can cover your entire face with one hand so when you’re annoying him he just puts a hand over your face (not in a mean way tho, he just loves to see u pout after), he makes sure you fall asleep before him, sometimes if you cant sleep he whispers to you until you do bc his voice is v soothing to listen to, he’s kinda awkward with kids but for some reason kids LOVE him, you steal his shirts/sweaters/hoodies n he offers to just buy you the same one in your size so you have to explain that you have to wear his you dont want your own, never picks you up but if you ask he’ll without a doubt let you climb on his back or lift you in his arms ok thats all i have for now <3
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CHAR, YOU'RE JUST GONNA GIVE ME THESE FEELINGS AND THEN TAKE OFF, WHY BABY IS THIS PAYBACK FOR THE SUKUNA FIC 🤧🤧🤧 expanding on this under the cut
Wakatoshi Ushijima who does a little smirk when he puts his hand on your face, your attempts at trying to playfully fight with him now futile because you can't see and also because he's holding you at arm's length and he likes watching you fighting the air and still trying to get through his hand.
Wakatoshi Ushijima who knows you have trouble sleeping and sometimes you have nightmares, so he makes a bedtime routine to help you get to sleep a little easier. Lots of cuddles, no TV or screen time. He likes to read to you from whatever book you're currently enjoying, your head on his chest and his arm wrapped around you and he reads and reads until he hears your cute little snores. And after he puts the book away, he kisses your forehead and mumbles "Goodnight, my princess" into it before he drifts off too.
Wakatoshi Ushijima who doesn't understand why kids love him - he's big and tall but kids keep yelling about how cool he looked on the court and so he'll sign autographs and take pictures and give high fives with the most awkward smile on his face (man's still trying to figure out how to smile - you naturally bring it out in him but it's harder when you aren't near) because he's TRYING and he wants the kids to have a good time meeting their rolemodel.
Wakatoshi Ushijima who opens up his dresser and quickly notices some of his clothes are missing - he's quietly observant, nothing gets past him. He goes and opens your own dresser and sees some of his shirts haphazardly stuffed in the top drawer, almost as if you were doing it because he was in another part of the house and you didn't want to be caught.
And!!!!
Wakatoshi Ushijima who has to carry you home when you drink too much, who has to carry you home when you wear heels out too long, who has to carry you home because you're too tired and don't feel like walking.
He doesn't mind though. In fact, he loves doing it - because if he's the knight in shining armor, its only fitting he carries the princess in his arms.
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cowpokezuko · 8 months
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Star Wars AU Drabble
Tags-Genderbend, Padawan Ushijima, Autistic Ushijima, Overstimulation, Jedi Master Shaak-Ti, Stewjoni Ushijima, Unusual Stewjoni biology, Pre-Clone Wars era
Summary-As a young padawan who has spent most of her life in or around the Jedi Temple, Wakatoshi is not prepared to the hustle and bustle of Coruscant. Fortunately, her master is there to help her calm down.
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Wakatoshi had never been around this many people before. For the first time since coming to the Jedi Temple, she was out on one of the busy streets of Coruscant. Amongst the throngs of species and the smells and noises of the street. Each person that brushed by her had their own Force signature and had their own smell, both of those things overwhelming her sharp senses. Above her, ships whizzed through the airways, their engines roaring in her ears, nearly drowning out the noise of the crowd. Her lower lip quivered and she wished she had another hand so she could cover her nose along with her ears. She sniffed, trying to clear the snot that was threatening to drip down her nose, but was flooded by all of those kriffing smells.
She jumped when she felt a hand on her shoulder. "Wakatoshi." She looked up to see her Master, Shaak-Ti, smiling down at her. "I sense something is upsetting you." Wakatoshi nodded.
"Everyone has their own Force signature," she said. She pressed closer to Shaak-Ti until her shoulder pressed against her long brown robes.
"I know." She ruffled Wakatoshi's short hair. "That's why we're out here. It's the best way to learn how to tune it out," she said. "Come here." She directed Wakatoshi to an empty inlet in front of a building. She knelt down so they were eye to eye. Wakatoshi tried to look into Shaak-Ti's gentle black eyes, but quickly looked away when it got to be uncomfortable. She shuddered when her master held her hands, hating the slight dampness from her sweat. "Can you focus on our bond?" Wakatoshi closed her eyes and felt the Force prickling where their hands were touching. As she narrowed her focus in on her Master's tranquil presence, the buzzing of the crowd seemed to fall away. Her breathing slowed down and her heart stopped pounding in her ears. Even the myriad of scents was more tolerable as she concentrated on Shaak-Ti. Her sweet, floral scent was the only smell that stood out of the crowd.
After a few more moments, the thrumming in her brain stopped and she was able to relax. Cautiously, she opened her eyes to see her master's soft smile. The sounds, smells, and disturbances of the street came crashing back into her senses, but at least she had a clear link to a calmer presence.
"Is that any better?" Shaak-Ti smoothed her tabard.
Wakatoshi shrugged. "A little."
"Okay, that's good. We're just out here to help with this over sensitivity. Most padawans have this issue, so we don't have to stay any longer if you don't want to." Shaak-Ti stood up and shook the dust off her long skirt.
"I do not want to."
Shaak-Ti started to walk back toward their ship. Wakatoshi grabbed onto her robes, clinging to her oasis. "We'll try again later, but next time we'll try a less busy street. Okay?" Wakatoshi nodded. "We can stop at that sandwich place outside the Jedi Temple for a channelfish sandwich, if you want." Despite herself, Wakatoshi let a small smile pull at her lips.
"Okay."
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ushiwhacka · 1 year
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Knight Ushijima who will do anything his lady asks for. Need assistance putting your shoes on? He’s there. Can’t reach the book on the highest shelf? He’s got you! Need someone to stuff you full and fuck you so gently you could cry? He’s your guy. Need someone to marry when your father says it’s okay to love who you want to? He’s already down on one knee.
Don’t even get me STARTED when you tell him you want a baby.
mdni, i'm sorry i got so carried away :)
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he’s so stoic, so noble. but then why does he stand so close to you as he reaches for the book? your back pressed into his body and he feels his cock twitch in his pants. and why do his eyes always longer on the top of your breasts where they spill over your corset?
you have to plead and beg for him to take you to the lake. you’re not allowed but he sneaks you out in the dark of night. his back turned to you as you slip out of your dress. he stands there so rigid and stiff as he listens to you giggle and splash around. but then you start whining about how he’s supposed to guard you. and what if there’s some big scary fish or a monster that dwells in the water? so he gives in and turns to look at you. just mesmerised by the way your skin looks in the moonlight, aching to trace the drops of water that drip down your skin. and you make him watch as you walk out of the lake, completely bare, feet steady but moving so excruciatingly slow. he’s in agony but you just want to look at the flushed expression on his face for as long as possible.
he starts so gentle on your wedding night, his big hands trembling as he gets to touch you the way he’s wished for years. kissing every inch and crevice of your body. but then you’re beneath him with wide pleading eyes, wrapping your legs around his waist, your pussy squelching and squeezing around his cock. and he can’t help but push your knees to your chest, trying to go deeper, feel every part of you, claim you the way he’s always wanted. thinking about how beautiful and round and perfect you’d be carrying his child.
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przeuszczski · 4 months
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Wakatoshi answered, but finally let go of his fist.  Kiyoomi snatched it back to himself, trying to keep his eye roll subtle.  He mostly failed.  The only reason Wakatoshi didn’t bring it up was because he was Wakatoshi, and subtlety wasn’t his strong suit.   “I don’t want you here,” Kiyoomi said instead.  Being mean to Wakatoshi was all well and good, but it would just waste his breath if he weren’t direct.   “Do you really think those men are working for Hibarida?” Wakatoshi asked, and Kiyoomi’s blood boiled.   When he didn’t immediately answer, Wakatoshi’s face softened.  “They were my friends, too, Kiyoomi.”
Chapter two is here, time for me to go write chapter 3 x.x
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nishipostitz · 2 years
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what haikyuu men would buy for your birthday 🥳
starring - oikawa, daichi, ushi
tw! gn!reader x haikyuu men | oikawa is preggo- i mean reader is.. other than that.. nothin ;]
oikawa
this little bastard. he thinks he’s sooo funny. ngl he is. but you dont want to admit it. especially after seeing the gift he got you. he got you a fcking bib. yk those aprons babies wear bc they’re messy? yes. that. that little- anyways. you frowned at him and he started laughing hysterically. “not funny shittykawa” you said through clenched teeth. “im sorry but your reaction was priceless” he kept laughing. “youre a messy eater, accept it” you started pulling his hair which made him halt his actions. “oh then let me give you something!” you pulled something out of your pocket. “we’re positive!” and he fainted. (using halt makes me feel like a knight. ooh)
daichi
literally the actual knight and shining armor everyone has been dreaming about. so yk how hes an officer and like, their schedules are kinda whack sometimes. which means he wont be consistently coming home at the same time each day. so if he arrives home late, youre laying in bed alone. and he doesnt want you to feel alone going to sleep at night. that is why, he bought a giant teddy bear just for you to snuggle up on. daichi tried making it more special by even spraying on some of his cologne for the teddy bear to really represent him. lets say, daichi would grow jealous of the teddy bear at least once..
ushijima
a week prior to your birthday, there was a huge shipment sent right outside your door. it was a HUGE package. so you looked back inside your home, “‘toshi!! did you order something?” he was in the middle of putting the dishes back on the shelves. “no- wait actually yes! dont look at it babe!” he yelled while running out to the door with his giant steps echoing throughout the house. you felt the floor vibrating. “‘toshi you dont have to be so aggressive while running!” you replied. “sorry babe, but uh, please go back inside. this is just a.. a.. a new outdoor volleyball net!” he rubbed the back of his neck with a nervous giggle. you gave him a weird look, but listened. “alright… big boy” you said patting his shoulder and going back to doing the laundry. -a week later- ok! its finally the birthday. you opened all your presents, leaving a giant package left. “‘toshi isnt this yours?” you asked. he shook his head. “nope, its all for you” he winked. you blushed. you opened the gift wrap and the box. it was a tv inside. you shouldve known. “what is this for?” you asked. he gave you a simple answer of, “whenever im away for a game where you can’t be with me, you will always have this big screen tv to watch and support me no matter where i might be” then he pulled you into a warm bear hug. you thanked him with your words and also actions. LITTLE KISSY KISSYS!! you didnt just use the tv for his international games, you somehow connected it to your phone so now youre facetiming him through it. AND watching kdramas 😉
this was a short one 😴 i got lazy :;&/&:’sksjwjan
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blueparadis · 2 years
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ship your moots? 💘
AH ❤︎! It's my turn. They're not all moots and some I just actively keep in touch cuz we scream about our faves ! ! !
@zoraedits + Owen Knight 🤭
@rayfuyu + Chifuyu Matsuno ✌🏻
@akicore + Angel Devil 🤌🏻❤️
@dejwrites + Aran Ojiro 💞
@emissaire + Sanemi Shinazugawa 🌙
@semisgroupie + Geto Suguru ‼️
@sennsational + Baji Keisuke ✨
@sailewhoremoon + Mitsuya Takashi 🌜
@sleepy3 + Shinichiro Sano 💮
@pinkhorangnabi + kakashi 🌷
@anxious-cherry-pie + yuzuha 🥺
@haitaniapologist + childe 😌
@michiphoria + Oliver 🫂
@cherrykamado + Keigo Takami 🥺
@21-06-1996 + Nobara Kugisaki🔥
@6yno + Ayato Kamisato ☄️
@lalunanymph + KAKUCHO ❄️
@qrtmin + Megumi Fushiguro ☀️
@garoujo + Gojo Satoru 🌟
@httphaitani + HAKKAI !!! 😳
@massivementalitynut + maki ! 💫
@passionateuchiha + Kazutora Hanemiya 🎊
@mrskodzuken + Kenma 💚
@jotatetsuken + Nanami Kento ❤️
@kagejima + Ushijima 😌
@tetsutits + Kuro 🍂
@nanamis-wifey-reye + Higuruma Hiromi 🎤
@planetxiao + xiao ☄️
@luvbladez + Jason Todd 🤭
@poohbea + Geto Suguru 😎
@nkogneatho + Thoma 🥺
@munsonsins + Atsumu Miya 🤌🏻
@kentoangel + Sakusa Kiyoomi 🌪️
@devoti + Nahoya 🎇
@fueledbysano + Manjiro Sano 😏
@cyancherub + Aki Hayakawa 😬🌞
@suyacho + Semi Eita 🌷
@em-plosion + Shoto Todoroki 💚
@cursedmoonchild + Erwin Smith ‼️
@romiyaro + Oikawa Tooru 🎊
@softbajis + Rindou Haitani 😏😏
@erenyaygirl + Ran Haitani ✌🏻😳
@lvlyone + Toji 🥳
@sanomnjiro + Luffy🍁
@alias-sano + Izana Kurokawa 💜
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