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chrissshub · 2 years

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LOFT MUSIC

FT. USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI

𐐪𐑂 ♡ ｡ﾟ ━━━ PAIRINGS: Ushijima Wakatoshi x Stripper!Fem reader

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𐐪𐑂 ♡ ｡ﾟ ━━━ CW: pwp, Ushijima’s inexperienced, Reader’s experienced, grinding, public(ish) sex, use of protection, use of petnames

𐐪𐑂 ♡ ｡ﾟ ━━━ WORDS FROM CHRIS: So this comes from Loft Music by The Weeknd. I feel like it fits Ushijima honestly bc of his personality and not really knowing how to let loose. So if you listen to the song while reading, you’ll understand it exactly what I mean :)

Ushijima wasn’t used to this. The blaring beats of loud music simmering through his very bones, the melding scents of marijuana, spilled alcohol, and cigarette smoke unashamedly striking his pure nose, down the flashing strobes only granting him a clear sight every few minutes. Routine was a concept he’d fallen in love with since his youth—and a loft party was far from his norm.

In those hazy moments of trafficking, all he knew was himself. All he knew was the very clothes on his back—a plain white tee hugging every curve of his chest with jeans he’d only wear when it called for. All Ushijima knew was the difference between him and everyone around him, all drunk off the cups in their hands and the joy circulating through their veins.

If there was one wish Ushijima had for the night, it was to embrace all he could without the self-shrouding fears.

Self-deprivation was one hell of an addiction, believing one deserves less than average treatment. It was this one hell of an addiction that had Ushijima by the very grips, resulting from based on his own selfish thoughts of self-entitlement.

Apart from him was the firm belief that he was better than what the world could offer, overlooking such places of recreation as a whole. But there was always that voice in his head chiding for that way of thinking, pushing Ushijima off the self-entitled high horse.

So as he wandered doe-eyed and curious through the cramped floor, there was one reiterated fact he couldn’t ignore.

He was better than most but not better than all.

That much was clear in his mannerisms; how he walked amongst the crowd, awkwardly mumbling poor excuses for apologizing, all lacking in his usual confidence. Nothing felt real to Ushijima at that moment, the raw essence of sonderous thoughts forming his astute state. So many different people surrounded him, so many different lives intertwining, and yet…Ushijima hadn’t breathed it all in for face value.

And it was through his sonderous state of mind that led him to you, mindlessly being pulled to the party’s main attraction. One of the many dancers hired for the night, you were the one that caught his eye—the only other spirit freed from the hindering influences. He was tantalized off how you moved, a slow rock to your hips yet concern pearling your eyes. It was that moment he wanted to free you, pull you into world of his so-called “fever dream”.

The glossy hues of a peridot green clung to every inch of you, shamelessly hinged on the tiny top holding at your bust. Such soft, supple mounds were barely protected by the thin string of the yellow bedazzled bikini top. He trailed his sights even lower, instantly gawking the loosely tied knots residing on either side of your waist.

From there, nothing held Ushijima back fully indulging in your presence, admiring the delicate hold you maintained over the metal pole. Intrigue couldn’t have been the only word to describe Ushijima’s exact feeling. Enthralled was better suited, especially with the dopey gravitation he’d found himself underneath.

His feet shuffled on their own, the fresh soles of new sneakers nearly toe-to-toe with the makeshift stage of a tabletop. It was at the very view of you that Ushijima experienced a foreign sensation breaking out across his body, a rush of heat supplied with a sweeping frigid wave. His heart raced beyond its limits and suddenly that’s all he can hear, the tempered pangs flooding his ears.

There was one other fact Ushijima discovered tonight, one only a sin-deprived man could realize: he needed to have you, one way or another.

It wasn’t even a sensation Ushijima could explain. The sudden urge to have the heaving hull of his chest smothered by your own, to have you sitting pretty atop his thighs with a teasing grin on full display.

He’s heard about it all in the movies and from friends, a lap dance being something to indulge in. Those large hands grip hard at his pockets, slender digits catching onto the thick fold of his wallet.

Though, if not for the grace of your awareness, Ushijima would’ve been there for hours clawing at his wallet for a single bill. Within two steps, you came face to face with your sudden admirer, leaning in close for a sense of privacy.

Broken gasps were solely what he could form in your presence, aside from the flickering stare he offered. The only thing able to break Ushijima’s trance was the sound of your voice, the words rolling off your tongue with ease.

“Do you want a dance or somethin’ ?”

A shameless nod fell from his head, paired with a shied hum for your ears only.

“Yes…please.”

A delighted smile came to your features at his brash confirmation. There was something simply adorable in the man before you, the dangerous blend of innocence and curiosity. Nothing more and nothing less. It was easy from that point on, slipping down from the table and into the dark abyss of the ground.

Standing at his side, everything about him changed in an instant. Suddenly, his build towered above your own, broad shoulders, burly arms, and a face for the charming. He’s taller, larger yet kinder than many, accompanied by a comforting aura.

You knew better than to dig, ask what a guy like him was doing in a place like this, asking for something he knew nothing of. Nonetheless, not a fiber in your being could deny him. You were already reaching out to take his hand before second thoughts could arise, leading him through the crowd once more.

“So, can I get a name or something you call you by?” you began, sending a sly glare to the straggling stranger.

“Ushijima, call me Ushijima.”

“Well, Ushijima, I’m Y/N and something tells me…you’re not used to this, are you?”

“W-What makes you think that?” he muttered, the hues of glossy peridot now marked with a worrisome glimmer.

All you can do is give him an assuring squeeze of your hand, thinking of the exact words to soothe the impulsive jolt of concern.

“You just got the look…and feel. But I dunno, makes my job that much more exciting fr’ me

You and Ushijima end off on a subtle smile, the curled ends of your lips speaking more than what could have ever been said. For what seemed to be an eternity to the backrooms of the loft, your hands never once slipped from each other, only breaking when the time called.

Upon the pulling of the velvet curtain, Ushijima’s eyes widened at the mere scene playing out before him. A small room stood before him, blackened walls with a rich soft carpet beneath his feet to match. Dimmed lights lined the ceiling, casting off the bed fit for two people.

At your every whim Ushijima had fell to, relinquishing all control to you. He was far from his element, that much becoming clear. He wanted to hide it all, the growing heat of reality breaking across his body. The highs of his cheeks prickled, his chest grew heavy with every breath, and embarrassingly enough, his hand seemed to melt with pebbling droplets of sweat.

But the second his back caved along into the bed’s headboard with you sinking atop of him, the sense of self Ushijima walked in was now replaced with one free of all worries.

It’s just as he imagined it, the perky mounds of your tits now smothered by the heaving hull of his chest. The supple curves of your ass sat all the more righteously on his lap. The tips of your nails traced along his limp arms, heat rising to meet your short-lived touch. Inches of space existed between you both, riddled with both hints of the natural and unnatural.

Ushijima didn’t know what it was he’d gotten himself into but, all he knew was one thing—he wanted more than just your company.

“Make yourself comfortable,” you hum, slotting your thighs beside his own “I’ve got you, Ushijima.”

With that, you brought your arms to encircle Ushijima’s neck in a gentle fold, keeping him close. Your hips picked up with a brushing grind along his groin, using the dense fold of the jean’s zipper as the best source for friction. Every so often you brought more and more weight to sit atop Ushijima, digging in just enough to feel the confined bulge rise beneath you.

His face was shot with red, the flustering hues of crimson illuminating his skin. Even underneath the white tee you felt him, the same heat compelling you to keep near. Your intentions were to move on with something different, but something about holding Ushijima like this entertained you even more. Though it was unspoken, it was clear he preferred you stay like that too.

He was subtle to a point, trapping the strenuous groans within his chest. His hips would jerk to meet the passes of your hips, the nudgings sinking through to your cunt past the thin covering of your g-string.

But you couldn’t have expected it, the large palms of his hands cupping your waist. There was no presence or desire of control in his grip, only the pure imbues of novelty.

Entirely, he wasn’t supposed to touch you—but god, did it feel nice? It was nothing you’ve experienced before, soft, kind, and free of higher influences. You could’ve melted into his hold, trusting that you’d let fate guide the night elsewhere.

His hands cupped at your tits, using gentle squeezes to pluck shushed whimpers from your lips. The pads of his thumbs drifted across the buds of your nipples and should he have the chance, you could’ve anticipated that Ushijima was just seconds from prying that top off.

You decided to muse him, tease him just enough to pull all he had to give to his cock. Your lips came to brush past his, settling only a peck before pulling away.

“This isn’t your scene, Ushijima. I can you’re different, too clean and too immature this type of lifestyle. You look like you have morals, something to live for. Better leave before you make a mis–”

“But I can handle it, I swear I can! I wanna—”

“I’ve heard it all. The only thing I can give you is a rush of lust. Don’t expect anything real from me.”

“What if that’s exactly what I’m looking for?”

Ushijima tugged at the knots lining your stilled hips, spilling the selfless whimpers to urge his plea. He knew there stood truth in your words, as much as he didn’t belong there, he knew nothing of what he was asking for. What would happen after? Would he leave and end it as if nothing happened? Would he still feel the way felt now—hungry and desperate for all of you?

All the questions he had sat with you, the answers waiting to be discovered. All he could do was offer you one final word of suggestion.

“Please?”

A giggle spilled from the depths of your chest, your hand breaking from its hold to cup Ushijima’s cheek. If that was what he wanted, you couldn’t help but oblige—leaving all else up to the stars in the sky for judgment.

“Then…you found the perfect girl for the task,” ending Ushijima’s words with the brash push of your lips. What began as polite grew to ruin, your tongue lacing around his own. The occasional clash of teeth was ignored, soapy spools of spit ran their course down your chin, and yet the addictive weight of his lips draws you in deeper.

There wasn’t a moment of delay in your touch, returning the kiss to Ushijima. Your fingers slid down between the soothing crash of your bodies, fidgeting with the clasp of Ushijima’s jeans.

His hips raised in assistance, the unruly denim being dragged down the thick of his thighs with his briefs in tow. A hiss cuts from behind his teeth, the nipping cold settling around the pink head of his cock.

Your digits unconsciously slid to his cock, the soft pads of your fingers ghosting along the pulsing veins. There’s a pretty sheen of pre-cum painting the tanned skin between your palms sweeping across the girthy expanse, sitting deliciously snug between your small hands. Every squeeze of your grip brings forth the pearly tears right from out the fluttering slit, drawing out silenced groans from Ushijima’s chest.

It’s a sight so pretty that your mouth can’t help but water, anticipation brewing at the pit of your tummy. Ushijima looks so innocent in your wake, glimmers of that same lustful curiosity fueling your own arousal. You couldn’t wait to see him crumble, eyes rolling back, and to lose all sense of composure within the smothering hold of your walls.

“You don’t have to hide it,” you croon, hands still honeying Ushijima’s cock with loose strokes. Your thumb settles over the thick head, swiping relevantly to smear away the onslaught of rousing tears.

The chills that run down his spine entice your eye, watching as Ushijima hid all his desires behind a crumbling straight face. You couldn’t help but ease his nerves, whispering a word of advice against his quivering lips.

“We can get it all out, just relax and enjoy yourself, ‘kay?”

Before you can look up to meet Ushijima’s eyes, he’s prying at the gold foil wrapper lost in his pants pocket, ripping the condom free. He placed the suctioning cling of the condom at the tip, rolling down the edges to sit at the base. Your fingers tug at the inseam of your g-string, the thin covering resting along your inner thigh.

The anticipation guides you through a drunken spree as you loom above his cock, your entrance splitting around the flushed crown. Each drop of your hips emits a trembling shake through your legs, your hand shooting to brace along his shoulders.

You knew better than to get ahead of yourself, leaving your pussy to sit halfway of his length. You haven’t even moved and the essence dripping from your walls already rains down to stain his cock sinfully.

“Shit, you’re so big!” you gasped, bringing your forehead to rest along the crook of his neck.

Ushijima hadn’t felt anything like it, the gummy yet suckling clench of your pussy. He can feel every twitch lining his cock, strumming against the veins in a dangerous beat. The shaky rise of your hips pulls at his being, the nerves brimming with a heat he’s never known.

He couldn’t even have begun to ignore how tight you were, fitting around him like a glove. His cock carves at your walls, making it that much easier for you to hold him in place.

It’s become even more of a vice to have you like this on top of him, tits bouncing, eyes screwed shut and the tips of your nails decorating his skin in careful crescents of crimson. The beauty of you working so hard for him and yourself pulled at his heart, wanting to help bring you to an orgasm he had the honor of providing.

“Fuck!—Let me— I wanna do something…” Ushijima whispers out into the heavy air. The flesh of your ass is met by the digits of Ushijima’s hands, fingertips itching deep. Yet, not a notion in his mind could guide him from this point on. He’s clueless, creating a scene out of a need for power—just to provide nothing to either of your impending highs.

Your lips crowd at his neck, pressing spiteful kisses along the thumping pulses. He’s hot but it’s far from. It’s the embarrassment that simmers at his skin, something you’ve come to notice all too quickly. Pity graces your tongue as you speak softly, the slick words ringing in his ear.

“Cute, I just know that you don’t know how to please, Baby. But go ahead, I’ll let you try.”

Through the mellow sense of encouragement, As carefully as he could, he set you down onto his lap, leaving his cock to sit snug at your womb. A shrill squeal rips from your lungs, jolting from Ushijima’s thighs for a sliver of refuge.

“I-I can’t take it all! Fuck–Just give me a sec!–”

“Shhh, you can take it, Pretty. I know you can, that’s why I’m helping you, wanna see you cum all over my cock..kay?”

What you didn’t—moreover, couldn’t—have anticipated was Ushijima’s resilience, how he’d worked himself to the bone to make his words into a reality. He relied on the sounds of your voice and as his focus, sending his cock drag across your sweet spots. Your walls ghosted over his cock, seizing him in place as the waves of ecstasy flooded about your body.

When a sharp mewl spills from your lips, he knows he’s too deep, just striking what he’s learned to be your cervix. Yet when he brings his hips to a tilt with just the slow reeling of his cock, he knows that he’s grazing past by the different song falling from your mouth. It’s free of whimpers and pleas, replaced with a pacing urgency to reach a high.

So as you approach that envied high, Ushijima felt it all the same. How your breaths shift from long and drawn to short and tearful, your lips prancing about a pout to fit. Your nails dig deeper than they have before, slipping beneath his tee for a peace of mind. At the immediate flutter of your walls, that searing clench holds him so tight that he’s the one seeing stars.

What seemed to be the height of your orgasm, Ushijima couldn’t resist it any longer. Running from the soles of his feet was the sudden burst of pressure so heavy that nothing coherent could be formed at Ushijima’s disposal. The thick ribbons of white flooded the surrounding confines, drenching what space did exist within the condom in his scents.

Through the gathering breaths of both your lungs, you peered up at Ushijima, a burning question waiting to be unfolded.

“What do you have to say for yourself? Feel anything?”

Ushijima leaned back onto the bed’s headboard, hazy eyes of olive scanning you from head to toe. He’s, without inner conflict, his heart still yearning to be relieved while he had the chance. He only wanted to ask one more thing of you, praying that regrets would pass him by.

“Can…can we go again?”

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romeavecryst · 19 days

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CHAT OKAY WOULD YALL READ MY HAIKYUU STUFF IF I GOT INTO IT 😝😝😝 (I just rewatched Haikyuu for the first time in 2 years)

#Liz chats!#haikyuu x reader #haikyu x reader #my hero academia #mha x reader #x black fem reader #x black reader #haikyuu #haikyuu imagines #kageyama x reader #ushijima wakatoshi #aone takanobu #tsukishima kei #sawamura daichi #kurro tetsuro

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3hunnactrl · 1 year

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So this is like my first time posting anything like this so like hope y’all enjoy it I ain’t gonna lie it’s a sad one I was tearing up a little while writing this also a black reader was kept in mind when writing this

Warning:sadness real sad

Do not copy or repost this in any other platforms

She was right there in clear view she was right there how could I be so stupid

“You know I’ll always be there for you her eye glimmered when she looked into my eyes”

she was there for me the most for fuck sake we were friends for years I’ve never really heard of her speak of an love interest

If I could I would turn back time to re do the shit that was done and said paid more intention maybe then i would’ve I gotten the hints that she threw at me

It could’ve been me that walked with her down the isle it could’ve been me that that barred a family with her it could’ve been me that grew old with her I lost the most genuine thing that happened to me all because I didn’t get it now I stand here with my heart In shatters wondering where it all went wrong

I loved her to late now her heart belongs to someone else and the only thing I can do is watch while she shines but without me I’m left in the dark

I stand in the corner of the church watching her walked down the isle shining like a star I felt like life was flashing before my eyes

“Hi my name is y/n she said with a big smile on her face”

Tears started to slowly escape my eyes they dropped so fast I couldn’t stop them

Soon enough she was exchanging vows with her soon to be husband and the only thing I could do was watch while sorrow tears fell from my eyes

It all became to much to bear I couldn’t do it I rush out there while keeping my head down not caring if I made scene

I hurried to my car unlocking the door with shaky hands when I finally got in and closed the door I couldn’t hold it in anymore

I started to sob uncontrollably tears running down my face while my body shake violently I gripped my steering wheel tightly until my knuckles turned white soon enough that sadness turned into anger i banged my fist repeatedly into the steering wheel until I started to break down again there’s nothing I can do it was my mistake my wrong doing my selfishness

When the tears finally stopped all that was there was………nothing I’ve lost everything.

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lssugaluv · 25 days

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Things he says to you while doing the deed. 🤭

• Haikyuu x fem reader.

• Haikyuu + Headcanons.

• MDNI 18+

• Synopsis: He loves to praise you all the time, you deserve it. But he also knows how much you love dirty talks, especially when doing the deed. Each character has a different small story.

• Ushijima -Dominance.

• Kuroo - Smartass, Teasing.

• Iwazumi - The man is just so in love.

• Suna - Loves your taste, attached and in love.

• Osamu - Exes who are still in love.

• Daichi - Jealousy, dominance, petty.

• Contains: Timeskip HQ characters (all 21 or older), s3x talk, some cursing, dominance, small sex stories, oral s3x, some degradation, body praise, mentions of slight choking, pet names, temptation, teasing, pettiness, jealousy, some fluff (it’s not an Lssugaluv post without fluff.)

• Characters: Ushijima, Iwazumi, Daichi, Suna, Kuroo, Osamu.

• I choose these guys because I can just see their dominance in bed.

• Please let me know if you’ll want to see other characters.

Ushijima:

• “Look at me.”

• You will never ever get used to his girth. As many times as you’ve done it with Ushijima, the stretch is always something you can never get used too. Especially when he’s gone for a while due to his games and tournaments.

• Ushijima has you nice and wet making sure you’re prepped for his girth to rip you apart. As soon as you feel the tip in you squeeze your eyes shut.

“Open your eyes. I need you to look at me.”

As soon as you open your eyes, his are burning straight at you. He then continues to insert himself in you as you can’t help but gasp with widened eyes. He grits his teeth causing his jawline to pop out even more, groaning a bit, not breaking eyesight. He bottoms out and your arch your back , filling in the gap you two had. He loves to see you become a hot mess just for him.

Kuroo:

• “I Can Tell That You Want Me.”

• Oh, your favorite smartass. Kuroo and yourself were best friends with benefits back in high school. And you decided to lose your v-card with him a week after you guys graduated high school. You later on in time became a thing. You two work at the same place now and live together.

• Kuroo can be such a tease. Especially when it comes to pushing your buttons or getting inside your pants. No one at work actually knows that you and Kuroo are technically high school sweethearts. Not that you wanted your relationship to be a secret, but more because sex at work is always 10x better when kept in the DL. Plus, everyone at the office thinks you two are enemies, since you two tend to bicker a lot. Also, you guys agreed that if people find out, that’s fine.

Today you left 25 min after he did because you slept in, plus he had a big meeting right at 8 a.m that he couldn’t miss. You went to work in a sage green long sleeve that has fur on the collar and end of the sleeves. You paired it with a black mini skirt and see through leggings under. You didn’t have time to do your hair so your did a messy bun and paired it with accessories.

You had the whole office practically drooling for you. That was until your man spotted you. His hungry gaze couldn’t get off from you. You catch him staring from afar and text him.

You: “Do you need me to send you a selfie so it can last longer?”

Kuroo: “Damn, hot but always an asshole.”

You giggle at the message and look up to him and blow him a kiss.

You pass by him and purposely drop your pen in front of him. You bend down and he sees your gorgeous ass cheeks. He makes sure know one is around to pull you in and have you sit on his lap. Your back is facing his torso, rough hand on your neck, lips next to your ear. The other hand tightly around your waist, making sure you’re securely on him.

“I can tell that you want me baby.” He whispers into your ear, following a gentle bite.

“Can you really?” You slightly moan, pushing your ass into his now growing boner.

“Meet me at our spot in 5 min.” ❤️

Iwazumi:

• “I just can’t control myself when I’m around you.”

• You met Iwazumi through Oikawa last year and right away caught his attention. He is an ass to Oikawa but man does he love you. You guys finally decided to work something out and started to see each other. You wanted to start slow with him but life had other plans.

• Iwa is a man of consent. No matter how many times you’ve guys done it together already, he will never not ask for your consent first.

He came over after a week of not being able to see him due to your university’s schedule. As soon as you opened the door you noticed he had a boner already that was IN NEED of your attention. He pinned you to the wall at the entrance of your door. He had his hands all over your ass, mouth stuck on your jaw and neck.

“Baby, please, I need you.” You pant out after a steamy make out session.

“I’m sorry baby, we haven’t seen each other, and I know you want to catch up. But I just can’t control myself when I’m around you. Once you say yes, there’s no way I’ll stop.”

You nod your head yes as in giving him consent. You literally almost fold in half when he told you that. He picks you up in princess style and takes you to your bed, the rest was history.

Suna:

• “I love the way you taste. Never get tired of it.”

• When you first met Suna, he looked like a guy who just had no cares or worries in the world. Like you couldn’t break him, so you had no idea what he would think of or what type of hobbies he was in. Now you two have been dating for a year, and for some reason, every time he comes back from a tournament, he has to be buried in between your legs.

You were watching your favorite show when you hear a click on your apartment door. It was Suna who opened the door. He rushes to take off his shoes and leaves his bag and rest of his belongings at the entrance.

He doesn’t even say say hi to you when he right away pulls your pants & undies down and leaves you in your tee shirt with nothing on the bottom. You turn flush red from your face trying to push him away.

Without saying anything, he looks at you and pushes you down to the couch, his mouth connecting with yours. His tongue wrestles with yours and out of no where you feel a finger on your clit. He kisses your neck and then stops. He sits back up and taps on your thigh for you to do the same.

He puts that finger in his mouth, getting a taste of your delicious slick. His eyes almost stayed in the back of his head with that intense eye roll.

“I love the way you taste angel. I’ll never get tired of it.”

You turn even more red from embarrassment, and cover your face. He spreads your legs wide opened using his calloused hands. He wastes no time as he starts to lick your clit up and down, up and down. The warm sensation of his tongue making you almost cum right then and there. You use both your soft hands to palm his brown locks, and boy does he love that. He moans while eating you out, because he did miss your taste.

Daichi:

• “Don’t tempt me.”

• You have known Daichi for years. You two met in middle school and you know he can be a huge hot head. You know he can also be very territorial. Yet he is a huge sweetheart and very respectful. Now, after many years of dating him and being by his side, you are at a police academy ceremony, celebrating his new position as captain.

You are wearing a beautiful navy blue satin down. You look like a precious diamond, and of course Daichi is on protective mode. You see he was busy speaking to a small but important crowd during the cocktail hour. So you decide to go pour yourself some champagne.

As you were about to pour yourself some champagne, a big man stole the bottle from your hand. “If you’ll allow me too Miss.” He had such a husky tone. You turn to see a tall, handsome police officer who had a piercing on his right ear, a small yet curled mullet and gorgeous blue eyes. You stay in shock wondering how a handsome guy like him came across you.

You stood there frozen in place as he pours champagne into your cup. He then places the bottle back into its spot on the table and whispers something in your ear. That is when reality hit you when you felt a burning gaze heading right your way. You are completely flushed for your face, as you turn to see your boyfriend about to shoot the place down.

One thing about Daichi is, when he gets upset, it’s very hard to help him calm down. Another thing is, his aura is felt dozens of miles away when something/someone he loves is being taunted with. The tall male felt the same presence you felt and decided to casually walk away. He looks at Daichi as he walks towards him and places a hand on his broad shoulder. “Sorry man, didn’t know she was your’s.”

You quickly rush to the bathroom trying to disappear. When you hear the door knob twist and it was Daichi. You were looking at him through the mirror when he goes behind you. He places both strong arms around your small waist, chin on your shoulder. He takes some times to breathe in your beautiful scent. He whispers, “Darling, you know you look beautiful tonight?”

He places a small kiss on your jawline. “What did he say?” He then places another kiss , this time on your shoulder. You turn red all over again, “n-n-nothing.”

He sees this guy made you into a stuttering mess, which irks him even more. “Darling, I’ll give you one more chance, what did he say?” His warm breath next to your ear makes you so wet, you feel your about to drip on the floor.

Your silence was irritating him. “Darling, don’t tempt me.” His tone of voice drives you insane as he lets go of you and turns you around, lifting you up on the counter. He lifts up your gown as he unzips. He knows you want it, but since you don’t give him the answer he wants, you also don’t get what you want.

He rubs his angry dripping tip onto your clit causing you to be a moaning mess. You become impatient, wanting him to fill you up. You move your hips to line yourself up but he pulls away. “Oh no baby. I asked you a question twice. You didn’t answer and I told you not to temp me.” He caresses your cheek and gives you a passionate kiss. “Sorry baby.” He says as he puts his penis away and leaves you there a throbbing mess. “I’ll wait for you outside.” As he pecks your lips one last time.

Osamu:

• “Nobody understands your body like I do.”

• You and Osamu dated for a few years until a year after you both graduated from university, you two decided to part ways and stay friends. Due to his now growing business and your traveling job, you never saw each other which created unwanted distancing. You thought you both fell out of love, which you both never did. Osamu never wanted to part, but he has always respected your decisions and didn’t want to force you to stay.

You were invited to a party by your coworkers. You didn’t want to go but of course they forced you out. They wanted you to go out there and meet new people. You were in a cute black romper with your luscious locks nice and wavy.

At the party, you had about two drinks and were talking to your coworkers. A hot guy comes up to you and invites you to a drink. You are talking and all and that’s when you lose your mind seeing your ex boyfriend across from the balcony. “O-Osamu?” You think to yourself, completely shutting out the guy’s conversation. You excuse yourself to the bathroom and decide to leave the party and just go home. Seeing him after a year really threw off your whole vibe. And you couldn’t help how freaking sexy he looks now.

As soon as you enter your front home’s entrance, you hear a knock on the door. You open it thinking it was your coworkers to take you back to the party. Without knowing it was Osamu. Your eyes completely widened and you stay glued on one spot.

“What are you doing here?”

He walks into your home and hugs you.

“I’m glad I saw you. I really miss you.”

You couldn’t help but grow teary eyes. “Osamu.. I can’t-“

He cuts off your sentence by kissing you. He starts off with two small pecks and sees you don’t stop him. You wrap your arms around his neck as he wraps his arms around your waist. He then kisses you, inviting his tongue in your mouth. He gains a sexy moan from you, knowing you’re already as horny as he is.

He pulls away gently to look at you. “Did my baby miss me too?”

You continue to kiss him to answer his question but then you go back to your senses. “Wait. We are broken up. We can’t do this.” You let go of him. He grabs you again, this time gently spreading your legs apart, brings his hand down to your underwear, moving it to the side. He slides one finger in, rubbing your clit in small circles.

You moan, hiding your face on his neck, taking in his scent you missed so much. You feel his finger slip out and you look up at him a bit frustrated since he stopped. You look at his finger that he’s holding up to your face.

“Ya see that angel? You’re completely wet. And it’s just for me.” His finger was completely soaked in your juices.

You become embarrassed and try to deny how crazy he has you. You try to deny that you miss him and his touch as well. You try to deny that you still love him.

He picks you up and takes you to the couch. He starts kissing you all over again, gently removing your clothes. He kisses your shoulders, your neck, your collarbones, your breasts, your stomach, your thighs. He kisses every part of your body. You feel like you’re about to cum, that’s how much you miss him. He undresses himself, showing off his gorgeous body. Now the two of you are completely naked.

He has you in the missionary position. He inserts himself in you, causing you to arch your back, moaning loudly. Your small hole is so tight, you cause him to groan onto your neck as he hugs you tightly.

Osamu starts to slowly pump in and out, in and out. Allowing to adjust to his size, it’s been too long.

“Ya think I don’t know ya baby? As soon as I saw you at that party, I knew you missed me.” His face a blushing mess. “Ya think ya can resist me? Ya think I can resist ya? As soon as ya kissed me, I knew ya wanted me.”

He thrusts himself hard in this sentence. Hitting your g-spot so delicious that you came after the last word.

“Nobody. Understands. Your. Body. Like. I. Do.”

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ʚ₊˚‧ ✿ no distractions, ushijima wakatoshi x black fem reader / nsfw + mdni

┊ •° ੈ ⋆° ┊ warning readers discretion is advised — black reader with descriptors, her/she pronouns, female anatomy described, established relationship (reader & ushijima are engaged), just some thoughts, quick drabble, mentions of reader being an influencer, nicknames (reader calls ushijima bear), alluding to smut but it ain't long just a paragraph or two, mentions unprotected intercourse, unedited, consider this a sorry for how long it's taking me to drop part 2 of marry you

He understood why Coach Susaku decided to rent out a traditional Japanese home for some of the players. Most likely to keep a close eye on some of them to ensure they make it to practice on time, keep their heads screwed on correctly before the season comes, and have no distractions.

He wasn't the one prone to break rules, especially with the start of the season so soon (in three days to be exact)—but he just missed her so much that he couldn't resist. A hot shower and an eager you up text later, he's guiding her in the darkness attempting to make as little sound as possible. Which he was sure was impossible because he weighed in at a whopping one hundred and ninety-nine pounds of muscle and was over six feet tall. Moving around stealthily even if he tried was going to be a challenge.

He wanted to mentally curse himself for switching rooms with Kageyama because he wouldn’t have to worry about going up the stairs. His original room was right down from the kitchen, closer to the back entrance of the house that was connected to the way of the hot springs. So here a 6’3, Ushijima was tip toeing up stairs the best he could so he can get to his room upstairs.

When him and his girlfriend finally made it to his room, he finally let out a sigh of relief. The first hardest thing he did tonight was done and he had to only worry about sneaking her back out before everyone else woke up the following morning. His muscular toned thighs can already feel the burn of the laps his coach was going to make him take if he found out he snuck his fiancé in a home where no distractions was allowed.

She was his distraction. He couldn’t help that he was strolling on social media and saw her post from earlier and his body got warm all over. He couldn’t help that he missed his girl. His true love. His other half. The two of them being so busy with their schedules by time they settled in bed, they’re snuggled up together or on their sides of the bed sleeping. Now that he was on the road, it felt like they were drifting apart. Not in a bad way, but more-so a way where their careers had them on a nonstop roller coaster. If he wasn’t away for a game, she was at a brand event in London. If she wasn’t at a brand event, he was training and practicing for a game.

“My bear is breaking the rules for little ole’ me. I feel flattered that he’s risking the most gruesome workout punishment for me.” Y/N giggles lowly while gently placing her sandals on the floor. She discarded them at the door to make the journey up here a little easier for the both of them.

Wakatoshi always cringes when she calls him that, but his cheeks always mask the cringe look he gives us by staining a rose pink color every time it rolls off her tongue. A silly nickname she gave him when they made their first red carpet debut. Quote on quote because of how big and stoic he was when they first met.

“Shh.” He brought his finger to his lips. “Not too loud. Hirugami’s room right across from mine.” He warns her before he’s sliding his white t-shirt off his upper half to get comfortable on the futon below him.

Y/N who came over here in just leggings and one of Wakatoshi’s worn out sweatshirts would nod and begin to slide her leggings off her legs. Ushijima felt like a horn dog for even looking, but who could blame him? They haven’t had sex in weeks. But he didn’t invite her over and possibly broke a house rule for that. He just missed her. Plus, he slept ten times better when she was in close proximity of him.

He climbed under the duvet first before she followed snuggling close to him. The warmth of her body forced Wakatoshi to swallow the harden lump that formed in his throat. His fingers running comforting circles on her body. They’re breathing practically in sync with the crickets that chirped outside.

“How the hell am I going to sneak out of here tomorrow?” She asks quietly.

“Just have to wake up early before everyone else does.” He responds placing a kiss at the crown of her head. The scent of her coconut scented conditioner engulfed his nose in a good way. A comforting way.

He had known she must have rushed over here because she didn’t bring her scarf for her hair. She simply just came with herself and her tote bag.

“I’m not much of a morning person, but perhaps that’s the consequence of sneaking in here.” She snuggles closer to him and lets out a satisfied sigh after bringing her leg to intertwined with his. Her foot teasingly rubbing up and down his calves.

“Baby.”

“Hm?”

“Don’t hm me, you know what you’re doing.”

“I can’t cuddle with my favorite bear.” She says

“Stop with the feet thing,” Wakatoshi warns.

“Fine. But can I get a goodnight kiss before we go to sleep?”

Even in the darkness of the room, he can tell she’s poking her full lips out at his words. She came over here with intentions to rile him up in some type of way. While he thought they was simply going to cuddle and fall asleep, she had something else slithering up her sleeve. She wanted him, which of course made sense. Her texts within him being away oozed with need of him. With how busy they were they simply helped the need with FaceTime calls and invisible ink videos. he still remembered the voice note of her sultry voice moaning out his name while she toyed with her pussy.

So, he's giving her what she wanted. Large hand bridging at the nap of her neck and tugging her into a kiss. He missed the feeling of her lips on his. Soft, delicate, kissable. It always made him feel like he was on cloud nine—laying on the softest clouds, receiving the softest kisses from an angel above.

When the two of them get started, you never can stop them. Wakatoshi knew this. One little kiss turns into making out. Making out trembles to him being in between her stretch-marks decorated thighs. Here he was rubbing his hardened cock on her clothed folds teasing her until her panties stuck upon her pussy lips. Soon he was on top of her, deep inside of her as her teeth bite at his broad shoulders to muffle her moans.

For some reason, through the harsh bites from her—he thought it was so hot. The thought of her poorly attempting to be quiet so they won't get caught. But as soon as he pumped forward one last time, her head fell back into the pillow to let out a dragged-out moan that Ushijima quickly muffled with his hand.

"Are you trying to get us caught, hm?" Ushijima questions through inaudible grunts, his words hitting the shell of her ear and sending a chill down her spine.

When Ushijima looked into her eyes, he saw a glint in her eyes that he'd seen many times. She always had this thing where she challenged him—he has grown to notice she does it so he fuck her a little more harder. Nibble a bit harsher on her skin. Kiss more passionately. The woman was going to drive him insane.

"Fine then.." was the last thing Ushijima Wakatoshi mumbled under breathless pants before hooking her thighs under his strong arms.

His coach said no distractions and he fumbled not even the first day in. But he couldn't help himself, he had such a beautiful girlfriend that he just had to be near her when they did have time. If he had to endure the most tiresome practice drills, he would take that risk, especially for her.

Days when the season started, Ushijima Wakatoshi was forced to run laps until he could remember the last fifty brands Y/N collaborated with all because Nicollas Romero let it slip out in front of their coach that Ushijima had his girlfriend over.

#ushijima wakatoshi smut #ushijima wakatoshi x reader #hq smut #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu smut #female reader #black reader #ushijima wakatoshi x black reader #hq x black reader #haikyuu x black reader #⊹˳⁺ ♡ 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝒻𝒾𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈

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onlycrystal · 10 months

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hiii! i’m a new fan bc i gotta say, your work is like beyond amazing. helloooo? anywho pretty please i’d like to request a dilf!ushijima x fem!reader if that’s okay!

(i’d really love a good smut please ☹️☹️) thank you so much<3333

@iiyuxii

authors note: thank you so much?!? you are so respectful and sweet <3 I hope you enjoy! not proof read btw

cw: breeding kink, dilf!ushijima, dom ushi, sub reader, ddlg, praise, unprotected, smut, semi public sex, oral (m receiving)

idk what to title this

after a tiring weekend, you and your husband, ushijima, had come to conclusion that next weekend you would need a babysitter. ushijima comes home from work everyday burnt out and exhausted, to see you also burnt out and exhausted from entertaining your baby daughter the entire day.

"doll, we deserve one weekend off. we can go to a fancy resturant, and drink. come on, I know you miss it" his voice became playful at the end of his sentence, smirking down at you.

you finally agreed, and on Saturday afternoon, you kissed your daughter goodbye, leaving her with ushijimas parents, who are more than happy to watch her for the weekend.

you get ready at your house. opening your closet, you see many different kinds of dresses that you haven't had the opportunity to wear in awhile. you end up going with a black satin dress, with a slit. you pair it with black stilettos and a black shoulder bag. u even do your lipstick to match. you begin to smile as you get yourself ready. you were so excited! its been so long since you'd done something like this with ushijima.

as you step out into the kitchen, you see ushijima straighten himself up. he's dressed in a white button up, with 3 buttons unbuttoned at the top, on top wearing a black blazer and black slacks. you blush at the part of his chest you can barely see, and he stares at you intently. as you approach him, he puts his rough calloused hands on your hips, slightly moving them up and down. you blush harder as he says, "darling, you look... gorgeous" he stares into your eyes, and then they start to angle down to the low-cut of your dress. you put your hand on his chin, and angle his face back up so he's looking at your face again. "thank you, daddy" you giggle, and start walking out the front door as he just stands there in shock. you turn around and say "you coming" he snaps back into it and you leave to the 2 Michelin star restaurant.

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his eyes stay glued to your chest as you put your elbows up on the table, forearms pressed up against your tits enlarging them as you order your entrée. "and sir, what will it be for you?" he snaps back into reality, his gaze immediately fixing on the waiter "o-oh, ill go with the steak, medium rare, sir." the server writes down your dishes and walks away. ushijima blushes slightly and pushes his hair back as he realizes the way his pants start to tighten around him. "I love the meat here! its so- ushi baby, are you okay?" you take note of the way he looks reddish, and he becomes redder as you pose your question. "yeah babe, its nothing, you were saying?" you shrug it off and blab off at him. ushijima is such a good boyfriend, always listening to what you have to say and being patient. but the whole time you talk, it gets drowned out as he just stares at your chest and practically drools. "babeee, seriously are you okay? I feel like you're out of it." you ask him, but he just stares back at you and inches closer and closer to your face over the candle lit at your table. he closes the gap and kisses you lazily as he grabs you wrist and guides it down to his lab. he uses your palm to press against his erection in his pants. you blush at how big and hard he is. "look at what youre doing to me, honey..." the pet name melts off his tongue as he stares at you with lust. you rub your legs together at the heat forming in your core. "but b-babe we're in p-public..!" you whisper shout at him. instead of replying, he grabs your arm and leads you to the single use bathroom in a hurry.

he closes the door and locks it quickly before backing you up against the wall and making out with you, aggressively, hungrily. you moan into each others lips as his heavy body presses you against the wall harshly. even on stilettos, ushijima still has to slightly kneel to meet your lips but he doesn't care. he loves your height. he pulled away and started attacking your neck, biting and sucking leaving hickies all over and making you come undone. your hands found their way onto his body, one hand holding him for support and the other palming over his crotch. you whimpered in his ear, as he sucked against your sweet spot. "waka, its- t-too much~" you could feel him get harder and rub him against your hand, causing him to let a low groan out against your neck. "fuck" he threw his head back slightly, adams apple bobbing in his throat. you got on your knees, as if you read his mind, and started undoing his belt. you let his cock spring free from his pants and began leaving kitten licks. ushijima is always careful about where he puts his hands on you, because his biggest fear is hurting you. he never forces you down further, but instead lets you take your time as you engulf his huge cock in your mouth. it takes a bit of time but you manage to get the whole thing in your mouth, and slowly start bopping your head. ushjima puts his hand in his hair, pushing it back slightly as he let out groans (that were barely moans). "fuckkk, I love you" you smile against his length and continue sucking him off until you finally hear his groans turn to moans and his hot seed spews in the back of your throat. you swallow the whole thing, and stand back up.

you whimper and whine as ushijima turns you around, your face pushed up against the wall. he moves your dress up, exposing your bare ass to the cool air of the washroom. he pulls your panties down and runs a finger against your slick cunt. "so wet. all for me, baby, this pussy is mine." you moan at the contact against your heat "mmh~ all y-yours daddy~ please...~" you beg as he continues teasing you. he smirks and shoves a finger in your hole. "please what babe? gotta beg properly" you moan at the sudden sensation. "p-please!~" he shoves a second finger into you. his fingers are huge but still dont compare to his huge dick. "cmon babe, that wont do." he taunts as he pumps his fingers in and out of you. "fuckfuckfuck, daddy want you to fuck me, pleaseee please~" you begged hard, nothing mattered to you, you just needed to be filled up. he chuckled lowly "alright alright, so needy for me babydoll" he aligned himself at your entrance and slowly, inch by inch, he entered you. he groaned as you tightened around him, you always did because no matter how many times you fuck, you can never get used to his girth. he groans and kisses your ear before whispering "taking me so well darling" you blush, always feeling on top of the world from ushijimas praise. slowly and carefully, he begins moving. wet, sinful sounds fill the area of the bathroom as ushijima fucks you. he keeps his hands on your waist, holding you up because your legs start to go weak from him. "daddy~ s-so good baby~" you moan as you suck him in. he continues to ram into you, until he finally hits your gspot. your moans grow louder as he continues hitting you in the perfect spot. "honey i~ nngh - fuck n-need to cum!" you whine as he fucks you relentlessly. he groans in response "fuck, me too" he throws his head back, in bliss from the pleasure. "w-want you to cum inside daddy please~" you hear him chuckle a bit, but his pace doesn't falter. "fuck. gonna fill you up and make you a mommy again hah~" you shut your eyes and moan blissfully before orgasming on his dick, feeling his cum shoot inside you.

you pant and your legs wobble, but ushijima turns you around and picks you up. he leans in and kisses you sweetly before cleaning you you up. "did such a good job for me baby" he kisses your forehead as he puts you down and makes sure to hold you close as you exit the bathroom. this definitely wouldn't be the last time you went out with him again <3

#anime #haikyuu smut #haikyu smut #haikyu #haikyuu #ushijima #ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima smut #ushijima haikyuu

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gatitties · 1 year

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Kidnapped

Manager Miniseries

─ Aoba Josai x fem!reader + Shiratorizawa

─ Summary: your friend insists that they have a practice match with your team and Oikawa is exaggerating

─ Warnings: none

5 < 6 > 7

The Shiratorizawa men's volleyball team was at the house of their beloved great ace, apart from doing a study session they decided to meet to talk about new techniques to win the tournament and go to Tokyo. Everyone was concentrated until the doorbell rang, the mother of the family opened by happily greeting the newcomer.

"What a surprise to see you here! I haven't seen you in a long time. What brings you here, honey?"

"Well..." you scratched the back of your neck, averting your gaze "my parents wanted me to come by, also to see if Toshi could help me with some issues."

"I was just going to leave, but Wakatoshi is in his room studying, he will gladly help you."

"Thank you, have a good day Mrs. Ushi"

"You too sweetie."

You entered the house saying goodbye to the owner, knowing that you would be alone before going to the room, you went to the kitchen to get a package of cookies. Your parents had forced to go so that Ushijima could help you study mathematics —a subject in which you were disgusting— knowing that he was a good student as well as that their families were very close. You walked unhurriedly to the well-known room, you entered as if were your own house, throwing on the bed without realizing that you practically crushed a boy. A boy who was clearly not your friend.

"Hey Tosh-"

You choked on the cookies when saw how there were more boys in the room, and to top it off, one of them was trying to get you off of him.

"Uh, sorry about that."

The poor black-haired man shook his head nervously and frantically as you backed away from him, muttering more apologies for putting him in such a situation.

"I-It's okay!"

Thunderous laughter filled the room, a redhead laughing tearfully as he watched the bowl cut boy grow more agitated by the second.

"(N) what are you doing here?"

“I need help with math, you know..." you played down the importance, brushing the crumbs off your shirt "but if you're busy I can come back another day."

"Wait, wait, Ushiwaka knows a cute girl?"

"Tendou, don't make those comments as if she wasn't here."

A boy with gray hair and darker tips scolded the redhead who teased him calling him 'semisemi mom' for scolding him, you ignored the small verbal fight in the background focusing on your friend.

"No problem, we are also studying, I will help you with your homework."

"Thanks Toshi, I promise to make it up to you."

While you were studying, everyone introduced themselves, the red-haired Tendou was undoubtedly the opposite of Wakatoshi, which you found funny, plus Goshiki was too adorable but just as intense as your friend, there was a mother here too, Semi, and they even had a sarcastic named Shirabu.

It was a curious group without a doubt. When the team finished their homework they started talking about volleyball, leaving you to concentrate on making derivatives and matrices. You sighed pulling some strands back, you couldn't concentrate so stopped for a while to look at your phone, it had been vibrating for a while, they were just messages from your team, you just left them on read to look at Ushijima who had his eyes on your figure for a few seconds ago.

"Is something wrong Toshi?"

"Yes." the whole team paid attention to their captain "I want a practice match against Seijoh."

Everyone seemed confused —even you— but of course, the others didn't know that you were the manager of the volleyball club, because you had only talked a little and about studies, but you thought that Ushijima wouldn't want to have a practice with your team when they always had won.

"You are their manager, right?"

"Yes, but today they don't have practice."

"Hey, hey, the cute girl also knows about volleyball, now I understand why you like her!"

"I... I don't like (N)." he cleared his throat. "So when could we have a match?"

"Well, if you want I can talk to them now, maybe they don't care."

"It will be good for us to try new things."

"Yes, we will defeat them!"

"Don't get so excited about that bowl boy, it's just a practice game."

Tendou laughed at Shirabu's comment, no doubt Goshiki and he didn't have the best relationship, but it was fun to hear the second year's sarcastic comments while the first year tried to return the comments to no avail.

"Huh? But I like his hair..."

You approached to be able to remove the black locks, noticing how he became rigid as a rock and his face exploded with pink tones, you decided to stop for his health, you would swear you could hear Goshiki's heart about to explode.

"I also want caresses!"

"Hmm if you insist…" you shrugged your shoulders to caress the redhead's head "wow why is your hair so soft?"

"(Nn)!"

Oikawa desperately ran towards you when he saw how you entered the gym together with Shiratorizawa's team —specifically, you were talking animatedly with Semi and Yamagata— quickly grabbing you to take along with your team.

"Are you okay? Have they done something to you? I won't let them kidnap you again."

"They have not kidnapped me, besides they are nice."

"It can't be, surely they are extorting you! Blink if you are in danger." He whimpered moving you from one side to the other, then you blinked but not because of your captain's request "Iwa-chan, they are harassing our pretty (Nn)!"

"Shut up Shittykawa, you need to blink to live, idiot."

"Ow, that hurts Iwa-chan."

You walked away ignoring the small argument between friends, leading the rival team to the locker room so they could change into their sports clothes.

"Hey (N) are they always like this?"

"Yeah, but I guess it's okay, it's funny."

Tendou laughed taking you by the shoulders as you walked back to the court, this action did not go unnoticed in the eyes of the Seijoh boys who glared at the interaction their manager had with the middle blocker, that only made Tendou become more attached to you.

"You could stop irritating the rival team."

Semi looked at how his partner had fun seeing the faces that the others made, rolling his eyes, he went to warm up without wanting to be part of the scene, he wouldn't be part of the redhead's game.

"(N) can you hug me? It sure brings me luck in the match!"

He spread his arms with a catlike smile, narrowing his eyes in amusement at seeing his attentive rivals like owls, causing him to chuckle as he robbed their manager in a thinly veiled manner.

"Sure, why not?"

You shrugged your shoulders without giving it much importance —for you all kinds of hugs were well received— Tendou also took the opportunity to quickly kiss your cheek as a farewell, that's when he completely angered the Aoba Jōsai team, he couldn't hug you as if nothing had happened you were their manager. Unintentionally someone —Kunimi— threw a ball towards the head of a certain blocker, although the ball landed on your head because you were just separating from the hug.

"Oww…" you touched the affected part with a grimace, searching for the culprit, everyone gasped looking at Kunimi, who seemed to want to disappear at that very moment "Kunimi, if you wanted a hug, just tell me."

Bonus

You had insisted on cleaning the gym by yourself for making them train on a day they shouldn't have, they reluctantly agreed, leaving you alone, or so you thought, because a certain imperturbable boy was waiting for you to accompany you home like a true hunk.

"Toshi, I thought you had already left."

He denied watching you keep the key to the place, arms folded, patiently waiting for his friend to finish closing the gym.

"I'll walk you home."

"It wasn't necessary, but thanks."

You two were silent for a few minutes until Ushijima cut it off, looking at you with a certain sparkle in his eyes, he stopped causing you to stop walking as well.

"(N)" you looked at him with a raised eyebrow "I want a hug too."

You laugh internally observing the serious face of your friend to wrap him in a warm hug, he was a big baby.

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violette-hue · 2 years

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Summary: Ushijima invites you to Paris with ulterior motives in mind.

Pairing: Ushijima x fem!Reader

Trigger Warning(s): Trust issues, mentions of being a player, cursing, clubbing, alcohol, not nice words(?), insulting, arguing, abandonment, love, unprotected sex, slight sub/dom, creampie, slight breeding kink, high heels

Word Count: 4.9k

A/N: Truthfully, I'm 50/50 about how I feel about this fic. I've been working on this for quite some time, and dont have the heart to proof read it (because I think I'll scrap the whole thing). I hope you guys enjoy it! I'm almost at 400 followers, and have been thinking about doing an event. Let me know if you guys would like me to do one to participate in ♥︎

500 Match-Up Event

**Minors Do Not Interact**

Ushijima Wakatoshi wasn't the type to stay with one person for too long. It wasn't his thing to have just one partner either. For a man of his status and wealth, people tended to throw themselves at him. Especially the women that followed the team around like groupies. That's why you kept a ten foot pole between you and him, no matter how hard he tried to get to you. No matter how badly you wanted him to get to you.

You met Ushijima some time ago, and despite his quiet nature, you became quick friends with him. Friends with attempted benefits—in his eyes at least. He had invited you to most of the extravagant places he went, and each time had tried to make a move on you. Of course you never gave in, but the free trips and hotel stays were very nice.

Perhaps if he was different, was maybe even someone else you'd give him a chance. He was too infamous, too much of a player to trust. If you caved, you knew you'd fall for him. And your heart couldn't handle that. So you tried your best to pay Ushijima back with your friendship and companionship.

But paying him back with a platonic relationship was growing harder with each invitation. Especially now that you had been invited to Paris. You had arrived in the city of love showered with gifts: a white fur coat, diamond earrings, and nearly four dozen roses in your hotel room. A hotel room that was conveniently right next to Ushijima's with a connecting door. You rolled your luggage next to the empty wardrobe and sighed. You had a feeling this whole trip would be dedicated to wooing you. This time you might cave in, and that scared you.

Suppose you let him in, what would happen then? His history in past relationships only brought you to one conclusion—he’d kick you to the curb once he was done with you. You didn’t want that, no one really did. That’s why you couldn’t allow yourself to budge on this. This was for your own good.

A knock sounded at the connecting door just as you had taken your shoes off. Your feet padded on the luxurious Parisian carpet towards the door and you turned the lock. A small smile graced your lips. At least he was thoughtful enough to have the lock on your side of the room.

"Yes?" you said, shifting your weight to one leg and crossing your arms.

Ushijima took a step inside the room. The hair on the back of your neck prickled as you tilt your head back to meet his gaze. You knew he was much taller than you, he was taller than nearly everyone. What you didn't know was how small you would feel next to him without your shoes on. He was still wearing the same outfit he wore to pick you up from the airport —a black cashmere sweater and black jeans. The sweater, somehow, clung on to his muscles like a second skin. It took you some effort to force your gaze back to his face, and when it finally met its destination, you were welcomed with a coy smirk.

"Change," Ushijima stated, his eyes trailing over your body. "Something nice to match the coat and earrings."

A shiver ran up your spine, your skin suddenly becoming sensitive to the casual sweater you wore. You arched a brow, but didn't say anything. You were shocked Ushijima had planned something out for you. No one had ever even attempted to plan dinner. Yet, here was this man, buying you gifts with the intention to utilize them immediately on a...a date? You felt heat rush to your cheeks at the realization. This was a date. How had he managed to rope you into this?

"And wear those heels I like," he added.

You nodded, rolling your eyes slightly. "Sir, yes, sir," you sighed, moving to your abandoned luggage. "What are you gonna wear?"

You hauled your luggage onto the bed and zipped it open. Your eyes caught on a familiar satin beige material, and you pulled it out. This dress should do, but you’d probably be freezing without the coat.

“Not that one, wear something black,” Ushijima interjected. “To match me.”

Both of your brows raised as you turned toward him. You pursed your lips and took a moment to collect your thoughts. He had picked you up from the airport with gifts, had the rest of the day—and probably night—planned, was requesting you were the shoes “he likes”, and now he wanted you to match? Every alarm went off in your mind, some good and some bad. This was definitely a date.

"...Alright..." you answered, tossing the beige dress on the bed. "What are you wearing?"

Your fingers grabbed the soft, silky, black material of another dress and unrolled the garment. There were a few wrinkles here and there, but it was nothing the steam from a hot shower couldn't work out. You pulled a velvet hanger from the closet with pursed lips. The more you pondered on your new choice of wear for tonight, the more you realized how bad of an idea it would be. The silk material was much more thin than the satin of the beige dress. The bitter winter wind would cut straight through the fabric to your bones if you didn't bring your new fur coat along. And even then...

You placed your dress in the bathroom on the back of the door and returned to your luggage. You felt Ushijima's eyes follow you, your skin tingling with the almost tangible gaze. You turned to him with raised brows. Was he going to stand here the whole time?

Though you were expecting a response, none came. Just a deep, toe curling grunt, and then Ushijima was gone. The door shut with a click and you didn't even bother to lock it.

A heavy sigh pushed through your lips. You were excited to finally visit Paris, but you knew this trip would be challenging. Making it past tonight without jumping into Ushijima's arms--or bed--would be the biggest challenge. You chewed on the inside of your lip and padded over to the bathroom. A cold shower it was--you'd find another way to work out the wrinkles in that damn dress.

By the time Ushijima knocked on your door, you were shoving an earring through your ear. With your permission, he entered through the connected door and leaned against the wall. You didn't bother to address him, not when your shoes were still packed in your luggage and your coat was still in its garment bag. You yanked the requested heels from your bag and shoved them on your feet. Luckily, those were your favorite heels, too. From so many uses, they were already broken in and comfortable.

After your shoes were on, you finally turned to Ushijima. “What do you think?” you asked, turning so he could see the full outfit. “Up to your standards?”

“You’ve always been up to my standards.”

You faltered mid turn, the tips of your ears growing warm as butterflies flew rampant in your stomach. You finished the turn and dared a glance at Ushijima. He was already looking at you, his eyes dark and promising worship. Those butterflies flew a little lower and it was hard to keep your composure. You slapped on smile and rolled your eyes. The movements felt wrong, but by the gods you’d be damned if you let him see your walls coming down.

“You can’t just say those things, Toshi,” you said, trying to sound nonchalant. “Especially if you don’t mean them.”

"I do mean it." Ushijima's gaze slid from your eyes to roam over the curves of your body. "Why wouldn't I?"

You shifted under his gaze and tried to find something to lock your eyes on. Your eyes landed on the garment bag your coat was placed in and you moved toward it. You chewed on the inside of your cheek and unzipped the bag.

"Well, y'know..." you trailed off, your fingers pausing in the soft fabric of the coat. "It's just that you've had so many other beautiful partners." You hoped your answer was just offensive enough to change the subject, but not offensive enough to ruin the whole night. Or even the whole trip.

"I've always wanted you." Though you weren't facing him, you felt his presence move closer. A hand grazed your waist gently as it trailed over the silky material of your dress to your abdomen. "Even now, I still want you."

You swallowed hard, the skin under his touch scorching. Your breasts felt heavy, your nipples perking through the fabric. Could he see that? The material was so thin, if it were a lighter color your areola would surely be visible. Thank the heavens for black fabric, for not much passing through the dense color.

You heard Ushijima chuckle behind you, his chest rumbling and the low timbre pushing into your body. Lower and lower until you were willing your thighs not to press further together. You had to create some space between the two of you before you never make it out the room.

Your flingers glide the zipper down further and free the luxe fur out its cage. You whip the material around you, forcing Ushijima to take a few steps back and remove his hand from your abdomen. You place the warm fabric on your shoulders and finally turn to him.

"You want a lot of people," you manage to say. "I'm no different from them."

You idly play with your hair and walk to the mirror in the corner of the room. You already know what you look like, can assume how the coat makes you look a part of high society.

Thankfully, Ushijima doesn't continue the conversation. Instead, he grunts his approval and walks to the exit. You follow him out the room and to a black sedan with tinted windows. The ride is awkward and silent and neither of you look at one another. When the car pulls in front of your destination -- a tall expensive building that looks mostly made of glass -- Ushijima gets out without a word. He, surprisingly, rounds the back of the car and opens the door for you, offering his hand. You stare at the large palm and long digits. Digits you've imagined coming around so many times you feel a pulse beat in your vagina. You shake those thoughts away and gently take his hand.

He leads you into the building, walking past a receptionist and to the elevators off to the left. Once inside, he presses the number eight and leans against the cool steel elevator wall. You chew on the inside of your cheek and steal a glance at him.

"What is this place?" you ask cautiously.

Ushijima is silent for a bit, but when he finally talks his voice is borderline cold. "One of the best restaurants in Paris. Bottom floor is an exclusive club the team is meeting at."

You raise your brows. “So dinner and a club,” you repeated, a small smile gracing your lips. “Sounds like a good time.”

And it was. Dinner was the best you ever had, would probably ruin other restaurants for you, too. Nothing could ever compare to the food you had eaten. By the time dessert came around, you had completely forgotten about what happened in the hotel, and it seemed like Ushijima had forgotten, too. Dinner was all smiles and giggles, and it had a part of you wishing it could be like this all the time. Only it couldn’t. Inevitably, he would break your heart and toss you to the side for a new toy. A less broken, insecure toy.

The club seemed normal enough, like any other club. The only difference was this club was filled with extraordinarily hot French people. Had Ushijima not been with you, you would have started dancing with the first person you could get your hands on. Unless... A light bulb went off in your head. If you showed even more disinterest by dancing with everyone but him, would he leave you alone? A part of your heart clenched at the idea. You wanted to be with him, but gods, you just didn't trust him with your heart. You stole a glance at him, butterflies erupting in every part of your body. Why was he so beautiful? You let yourself imagine a future with him -- extravagant, romantic dates; luxe vacations and hotel stays; lots of sex; fragrant bouquets of hydrangeas and sweat peas lining a white aisle. Your chest ached at the latter image and you willed your eyes forward. Dancing with random horny people it was.

You grabbed a champagne flute off a nearby tray from a club attendant and downed the bubbly liquid. You made your way to the dance floor, your hips swaying to the foreign music. You let the bass move through your body and soon enough you were locking eyes with a dark haired, blue eyed patron. Lust filled his eyes and you allowed him to run his hands up and down the curves of your waist. You turned sensually, your back arching to push your ass against the stranger's crotch. He was hard, the bulge rubbing against your backside. You should have been turned on. Should have been so wet and filled with sexual desire, but you weren't. This stranger wasn't Ushijima. It wasn't his large body embracing yours.

You slithered away from the club-goer dazed and dizzy. How many drink had you allowed this stranger to give you? All the other strangers that tried to dance with you? You looked around for a familiar head of brown hair, but to no avail. Panic rose in your chest, sobering you up. You made your way to the other side of the club. Ushijima wasn't here.

"You looking for Ushiwaka?"

You turned at the familiar voice, hope filling your chest. You looked up at his teammate and nodded, almost a little too eagerly.

"He left an hour ago. I'm surprised you didn't go with him."

Your eyebrows shot up to your hairline and your mouth went lax. He had left you? Without saying anything? You ran a hand through your hair and looked around. How were you going to get back to the hotel? You looked back to Ushijima's teammate -- whose name you, quite frankly, couldn't be bothered with remembering -- and knit your brows together.

"I don't have a ride back," you yelled over the music.

The teammate nodded in understanding and pulled out his phone. "I'll call you a cab." He brought the phone to his ear and cupped his hand over the speaker and his mouth. You heard him say a few words in french. He mouthed the words "ten minutes" and walked to a quieter corner of the club. Maybe the bathrooms.

You pushed pass the club-goers to the elevators and angrily pushed the bottom to the lobby. Ushijima had left you all alone in a foreign country, not able to speak even a sentence in the language. Angry tears burned your eyes. Why the fuck would he do this? As you rode to what you hoped was your hotel, you couldn't stop the tears from falling. Your aggressively wiped them away with your fingers and looked to the roof of the cab. It wasn't worth crying over, but god you were so angry. So angry and hurt and betrayed. Had he planned to do this all along? To spite you for all the times you rejected him? You scoffed to yourself. "I've always wanted you" my ass. Of course he would do this. This was his behavior, his normal way of treating his partners.

You got out of the cab, thanking the driver in what little french you knew and marched to the elevators. The ride couldn't have gone any slower. You pushed the button for your floor again impatiently. What would you even say to him? You tapped your foot and looked around the elevator. Did you even want to talk to him? Maybe you'd just pack your things and go home. You didn't have enough in your account, so you'd have to use a credit card...

The elevator doors slid open with a ding and you made way to your room. The door opened with ease and darkness awaited you. The only light that came into your room was the natural light of the moon, seeping in through opened curtains. You furrowed your brows. You hadn't left those curtains open when you left. You looked around the room and sucked in a breath when your eyes landed on a large, muscled shadow. A shadow that was lounging in the desk chair next to the windows. You watched as the shadow swung in semi circles in the dark and flipped the light switch.

Ushijima sat there, his arms crossed. His features were set in a frown and once his eyes landed on you, the chair stopped swinging.

"Surprised you came back," Ushijima drawled, his voice laced with resentment.

"You abandoned me," you spat, ripping off your coat and throwing it at him. "What?" he hissed, shoving the luxe fur off him and standing up.

"You left me," you reiterated. "You didn't even look for me."

"You made it hard," Ushijima seethed, his arms dropping to his side with clenched fists. "You were only shaking your ass with half of France."

You scoffed and threw up your hands with exasperation. "Oh, real nice--"

"You barely gave me a chance all evening," he interrupted, taking a step closer. "You didn't look for me. I fly you here, put you in this hotel and plan a whole day for us. I did this for you. Because I love you."

Your eyes widened and you took a step back. The sudden admission took you by surprise, causing your words to leave you. You opened your mouth to say something, but nothing came out. What would you even say? You had danced with a few people at the club, and you had lost track of time. Had even forgotten all about Ushijima. You were horrible.

Your eyes slipped to the ground and you wrung your hands together. In the process of trying to save yourself from alleged heartache, you ruined your chances at love.

"I'm sorry," you muttered, "there's nothing I can say that will excuse anything I did. Or how I treated you." Tears burned your eyes once more, but these tears were egged by shame and sorrow. You really fucked this up.

Ushijima let out a frustrated sigh and plopped down in the desk chair. "I'd at least like an explanation," he admitted, running a hand through his hair.

You shifted unforgettably and pushed a breath through your lips. "I didn't--" You took a deep breath and looked out the window. "I didn't want to give myself to you just to have my heart broken."

"Do you really think so little of me?"

Your gaze switched to him in an instant at the sadness in his voice. "No," you responded immediately. "Yes? You've only done that with every other partner."

Ushijima shook his head. "You're different. I love you."

There were those words again. I love you. Your heart fluttered in your chest and you couldn't help but smile. Maybe it was the remnants of all the liquor you consumed, or maybe it was the sincerity in those sweet words, but you believed him. And because you believed him, you wanted to give him everything. Your earlier arguments and battles were long forgotten.

"I love you, too," you uttered, barely above a whisper.

The smile Ushijima beamed at you gave you the courage to timidly walk over to him. You hiked the black silk material of your dress up to your thighs and slowly climbed onto his lap. You slid your hands up his chest and rest them on his broad shoulders.

"Say it again," he commanded softly, cupping your chin gently.

“I love you.”

The words were still passing your lips when Ushijima captured them with his. How long had you waited for this kiss? It felt like eons. His lips were gentle against yours, as if he were afraid you’d flee with the tiniest surprise. Something between a of cross of giddiness and undiluted list bubbled in your chest, and suddenly this gentleness wasn’t enough. A hand glided up to his hair, your fingers tangling within the soft brown strands. Your back arched, your hips moving against his lap as you pressed your chest closer to his and deepened the kiss. A groan pulled out of Ushijima and his hands gripped your thighs tightly. His hold wasn’t one that conveyed to stop, but rather that his control was slipping. His fingertips pressed into the flesh just under your ass and he ground up against you. His hardness pressed against your inner thigh and you couldn’t help but give him that friction he needed. That you also needed. Your hips rolled against his once more as you nibbled on his bottom lip. A delicious groan rumbled through his chest and your breasts tingled at the feeling.

"'Toshi," you mewled, trailing a hand between your thighs. Your fingers pushed the fabric of your panties to the side and slid over the slick lips of your pussy.

Ushijima sucked in a deep breath and looked down to your hand. "What is it, baby?" he asked, his voice deep with lust.

"Let me make it up to you," you breathed, climbing off of him and to your knees.

Your hand remained between your thighs as the other unbuttoned his jeans. He lifted a bit from the chair and pushed the denim down his thighs. You shuffled back as he kicked off the pants and tossed them across the hotel room. His erection remained trapped under his black boxers, but the size of the imprint still had you sucking in a breath. You timidly shuffled back towards him on your knees, your fingers now parting your pussy lips and lightly circling your clit. You bent forward and lightly kissed his clothed erection, your free hand moving to slip under the band of his boxers. Your fingers wrapped around warm, hard flesh and pulled his cock out. You licked your lips at his impressive length and wrapped the muscles around the tip.

A sharp hiss left Ushijima's lips as you pushed more of his cock deeper inside your mouth. You hallowed your cheeks and bobbed your head up and down, your tongue lapping around his length and tip. You smiled as Ushijima uttered a string of curses and tangled his fingers in your hair. Gods, the feel of his cock in your mouth had your clit throbbing with neglect and need. Need for his fingers, his mouth -- anything to receive the tension. You groaned against his cock as two of your fingers pushed inside you.

"Fuck," he breathed, his hips jerking up. "You're gonna make me cum baby." His hold in your hair loosened and he threw his head back against the chair. "Just like that."

You hollowed your cheeks against him some more, your mouth a vice around his cock. When you felt him twitch inside you, you pulled your mouth away from him. Ushijima whined softly, his eyes meeting yours as you pushed yourself to your feet and licked yourself off your fingers. You were far from your orgasm, but that was okay. You didn't want to orgasm on yourself. You wanted to come hard on his cock, wanted to feel your walls flutter around him.

"I'm going to ride you," you stated with surprising clarity. "I'm going to come hard on your cock. Then I want you to come inside me and make me yours."

The sudden dominance was odd to you, but you liked it. Liked the way his entire body reacted to your plan -- a plan only you could fulfill. Courage rose in your chest and you smirked.

"Take off your clothes and touch yourself. Slowly."

"No." Ushijima stood, his presence overshadowing and overpowering yours. A hand moved to cup your chin firmly and he gave a wicked smile. "Tonight, you obey me."

You crinkled your nose and rolled your eyes slightly.

"Oh?" Ushijima drawled. He brought his hand down to the scoop neckline of your dress. "Don't be a brat now, baby."

His fingers glided over the silk neckline to the thin strap on your shoulder and tugged roughly. The material broke, sliding down your chest to expose your left breast. His fingers pinched your nipple roughly and you gasped at the contact. The smirk that was once displayed on your lips was now transferred to Ushijima.

"I want you to take off your clothes. Slowly." He took a fraction of a step back to allow me the space to disrobe.

You stared at him, expecting him to make the move to disrobe you, but the move never came. He stood there with expectant eyes. You slid the intact strap off your shoulder and shimmied the silk dress off your body. It slid down your curves and made a black pool at your feet. You pulled your panties down and moved to take your shoes off, but stopped at the grunt Ushijima made.

"Keep those on." He took a step closer to you, closer than he was before. "Sit at the edge of the bed and spread your legs."

You obeyed, spreading your legs wide for him. You propped the heels of your shoes on the small ledge of the bed frame and met his gaze. One day, you’d have him on his knees begging to shove his cock in you. Today, you were more than happy to do the begging. You never could have fathomed how hot this scenario would make you, and you felt beyond dirty.

Ushijima’s gaze darkened as he slowly started to undress. “You’re so wet for me,” he rumbled, stalking towards the bed in full, naked glory. “No foreplay.”

Your brows furrowed as he pumped his cock once, then twice. No foreplay? You were so looking forward to feeling his tongue on your clit. Your walls clenched around nothing at the thought and you shifted. You pressed your eyes shut and took a deep breath, the wanton need nearly unbearable. You imagined his breath fanning over your wet pussy, imagined his body heat between your legs— You opened your eyes and let out a wanton mewl as the tip of his cock subtly pushed against your clit. He gripped your chin once more, forcing you to look at him and not the pre-cum dripping of the tip of his penis on you.

His usual light eyes were dark and almost opaque as he watched you lick your lips. “I want to see your face when I bury myself in you,” Ushijima encouraged, the head of his cock trailing down to your entrance.

With a quick snap of his hips, he was buried deep within you, the girthiness of him straining your slick walls. You cried out loudly, your finger nails digging into the luxe sheets around you. Your shoulders slumped and your head strained against Ushijima’s grip on your chin as you adjusted to his size. Or at least tried to. He snapped his hips again, his balls slapping against you with a squelching noise. You felt his calloused thumb move to circle your clit roughly, and within a matter of minutes your orgasm rolled through you intensely.

Ushijima’s grip on your chin transferred to your leg, pulling the limb over his shoulder to thrust deeper in you. He bent his knees, pulling you closer to him until he was practically dragging your body to thrust against him. Your pussy thoroughly worked and wet, it was all you could do to hold on as another orgasm rushed though you. Your hands gripped his wrist, the other covering your mouth as your screamed your release.

No one had ever made you feel this good. No one had ever managed to elicit two orgasms from you. Yet here Ushijima was, this god—this sex god—about to pull another orgasm from you. The sounds that came from the two of you were lewd, his skin slapping against your wet skin, your needy moans and his deep grunts.

Ushijima nudged your leg off his shoulder and gripped your hips tightly, his face scrunching up deliciously. Sweat dribbled down his temples to his chest and he breathed heavily. He was pushing his limit, no doubt minutes, maybe seconds away from spilling himself inside you. The thought of his hot come inside you had your walls clenching around him, eliciting a breathy moan from him. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist and crossed at your ankles. You wanted him to release inside you, wanted to feel the intimacy that would bring.

Your heart pound in your chest as you pulled him down for a sloppy kiss.

You loved him.

His lips moved fervently against yours, his moans and yours mixing together. You tugged on his short brown locks.

And he loved you.

You found release again, your arms and legs tightening around him and he swallowed your cries with his mouth. You felt him spill himself inside you, the warm bursts of his come filling you so sweetly.

It was a while before either of you moved from the position, your breaths mingling together. Warmth spread along your body at the realization of what just happened.

This wasn’t a good fucking sesh.

This was what love felt like.

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thatwasntverycashmoneyofme · 1 year

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—𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗃𝗂𝗆𝖺

`𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘸𝘢’

♧↝𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 ♤↝𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍 ♡↝𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 ♢↝𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄

⁂ 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌

𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗃𝗂𝗆𝖺. (♧)

#ushijima masterlist #ushijima x black!reader #ushijima x black fem!reader

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natashawritesstuff · 2 years

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pov: you want your daughters to be on the same team, they don’t even go to the same school

“She’s very small,” Ushijima said as he stared down at Keina, your newborns small form.

“She’s half an hour old,” you reminded him from the hospital bed.

“Yes, but was Airi this small?”

“No, but who knows, she might end up being taller than her big sister.”

“Maybe,” he agreed, then looked back down at Keina and began to memorize the details on her face. “She’s beautiful.”

“Yeah, she is.”

“She looks like you.”

“Right now, not sure if that’s a good thing.”

“You look as beautiful as ever,” he promised and you laughed.

“Whatever you say.” He walked over with your child and sat down at the edge of the bed. “What time did you say Satori is coming with Airi?”

“At three.”

“Good. I’m excited for you to meet your sister, Keina,” you sang.

“Do you think they’ll be close?”

“I think they’ll be best friends.”

“Me too.”

***

“Leave me alone, Airi!” Keina screamed and tried to go into her room to escape her sister only for her to follow.

“Why are you doing this!”

“Why do you care!”

“Because-” Airi stopped mid-sentence and looked around to see her room was once again filled with volleyball posters. ‘How long have those been there?’ “You planned this?”

“What are you talking about?” Airi only pointed to the poster of the Niiyama team after they made it to nationals last year and the many other Olympic players that came from the school. “Did you think I just selected it out of the blue?”

“You picked the school that beat us in nationals last year!”

“They beat you because you don’t know the correct timing for a risky move.”

“You did that on purpose.”

“What? I actually chose the team that went to nationals? What a surprise! Who wouldn’t? Not everything is about you Airi.”

“This obviously is. And you’re such a liar too! You said volleyball isn’t fun anymore but now you’re about to play on the team of our rivals just to spite me. I mean what kind of sister are you!”

“Really?” she said coldly. “Airi you don’t even fucking like me.”

“Wha-”

“I know you think I’m annoying and that you laugh at me with your friends when you think I’ve gone upstairs. I’m not as stupid as you think I am.”

“Kei, I didn’t-”

“I don’t care,” she cut her off. “I’m kinda done with this whole sister thing anyways.”

“What?”

“Oh and since you brought it up, when I said volleyball wasn’t fun anymore, I meant it wasn’t fun with you.”

besties for sure <3

from Chapter 2 of Team on ao3/wattpad

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chaoticevilorange · 2 years

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Haikyuu

Haikyuu boys x reader scenarios

Videogames: fight games

Taking care of his s/o

Slow dancing with his s/o

Rainy days

Taking care of you during your period

Watching an episode without him

Caught in the rain

Soft kisses

Little accident

Stealing kisses

Stealing time (slight NSFW)

He gets sick

Romance movie cliché

His s/o having weird manners

Comforting his s/o after a nightamare

Reactions to getting piercings

You sleep at his place for 1st time

Jealous hq boys (highschool steamy edition)

Watching a sad movie with you

What kind of thirst trap does he sends you

He and his team see you play

Asking you to move in with them

How he acts after he realises he’s falling for you

Playing among us with the haikyuu boys

Colombian or hispanic s/o short drabbles

His s/o gives him a love bite

You walk on them while they change (as friends)

He walks on you while you change (as friends)

You kiss him in front of his team

First thing in the morning

What domestic chore he hates most

First time spending the night with you

He realises he’s falling for you

They watch a scary movie with you

Jealous hq boys (time skip steamy edition)

You ask if he can help you with your sunblock

You smack his ass (suggestive)

They wake up on your chest

They catch you staring

Cuddling sessions

First kiss

They help you to study

Falling asleep on their lap

Special events

500 followers: MSBY Proposal

400 followers: first time (slight nfsw)

300 followers: Inarizaki´s new addition

Shiratorizawa´s sweet/badass manager

Captains as husbands; Daichi, Oikawa, Ushijima, Kuroo, Bokuto, Kita

His s/o calling them petnames for the first time (only nekoma)

200 followers: Day off

Kabedon scenarios: Ushijima, Sakusa and Suna

100 followers: How he reacts to you calling him “husband”

Friendship headcanons; being childhood friends with the twins

Chat: Miya twins

Chat: Kageyama & Daichi

Characters hc and one shots

Tsukishima Kei:

Steps back

Tsukishima Kei x reader

Suna Rintarō:

Suna Rintaro x reader

Where he left you

Iwaizumi Hajime:

Manhandled

Visiting your family (fem spanish/latin s/o)

Iwaizumi Hajime x reader fluff

His s/o is a heat thief

Kita Shinsuke:

His to love (smut)

Kita Shinsuke x reader fluff

Ushijima Wakatoshi:

Interview

How he reacts when someone kiss your forehead

Ushijima Wakatoshi x reader fluff

Sakusa Kiyoomi:

Love is blindness

MSBY Black Jackals: How you meet

MSBY Black Jackals: Friends to lovers

Bokuto Kōtaro:

MSBY Black Jackals: How you meet

MSBY Black Jackals: Friends to lovers

Bokuto Kōtaro x reader fluff

Miya Atsumu:

MSBY Black Jackals: How you meet

You didn’t knew he was a volleyball player (time skip Atsumu)

Friends to lovers headcanons

Late valentine’s day

Miya Osamu:

Osamu Miya x reader

Osamu x reader fluff request

Hinata Shoyo:

MSBY Black Jackals: How you meet

Hinata Shoyo x reader fluff

Kenma Kozume:

Special request : he visits you in the hospital

Kenma Kozume x reader fluff

Oikawa Tōru:

Jealous

Oikawa Toru x Gn!reader

Various

Asahi Azumane x reader

Daichi Sawamura x reader

Nishinoya Yū x reader

Yamaguchi Tadashi x reader

Kuroo Tetsuro x reader

Satori Tendou x reader

Sugawara Kōshi x reader

Akaashi Keiji x reader

Tobio Kageyama x reader

I think that’s all, if you notice the fanfic or hc doesnt matches the redirected URL please let me know! 😉✨

Thanks for reading! 🐨✨💖

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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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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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