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utahimeow · 1 year

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home workout | wakatoshi ushijima

summary — wakatoshi works out at home. he looks hot doing it.

pairing — wakatoshi ushijima x reader

warnings — nsfw content. minors dni. smut, blowjob, cum swallowing, pet name ‘my love’

word count — 1.3k

author’s note — please listen to this audio of wakatoshi (and kuroo) breathing heavily for the most effective experience

It’s not your fault your boyfriend is totally irresistible. He’s tempting you on purpose– you’re sure of it.

You’re trying so, so hard to focus on the reality show playing on the TV, but Waktoshi is being terribly obscene. A few feet away, he’s splayed out on a yoga mat, lifting dumbbells over his head.

It’s unintentional, the way he gasps and heaves and, ever so often, groans. It’s unintentional, yet it leaves you squeezing your thighs together and biting down on your tongue because your mind is starting to wander.

If you were a better person, you’d go to any other room in the house and let him work out in peace. But you stay seated, let your eyes creep over to the titan of a man in your living room.

He’s a powerhouse in every aspect. You’d think that maybe you’d be used to it after having him in your life for so long, but your eyes widen and drool pools in your mouth at the sight of him.

Thick, hard thighs. Veined arm muscles, straining. Carved pectorals and abdomen, clenching with every movement. Corded muscle over every inch of his body–a display of pure, unwavering strength. The manifestation of years of work he’s put into the sport he plays for a living now. Wakatoshi’s tan skin gleams with droplets of sweat, too, face flushed down to his chest.

It’s terribly, horribly teasing. It’s precisely what he looks like when he’s above you, rutting his powerful hips into yours relentlessly, face morphed into a mixture of concentration and bliss. It’s what he sounds like when he pounds away at you, brings you to tears from pure bliss.

You want him. You need him. Your mouth is too empty, you decide. So you stand, shuffling over to him with an edge of guilt.

“Can you stop?” you say, standing by his mat.

He pauses, thick eyebrows furrowing. Concern quickly fills his sharp features.

“What have I done, my love?”

“You’re hot. It’s distracting me,” you tell him, crossing your chest.

His shoulders sag when it hits him he hasn’t actually done anything wrong and he chuckles, a deep rumble in his broad chest. “I apologise. Can you forgive me?”

“I will if you let me suck your dick,” you say, already sinking to your knees between his robust thighs. There’s mischief dancing behind the batting of your eyelashes, enticing your sweet boyfriend.

Wakatoshi likes to think he’s focused– it’s what he’s been told all his life, by coaches and teachers alike. His concentration never wavers, his determination ever so stable. Around you, though? He becomes entirely unrelenting.

It’s why he doesn’t stop you as you paw at his jersey shorts, smoothing a hand up his thigh, along his crotch, up to the waistband. It’s why he nods when you peer up at him for permission to pull them down his legs, no matter how simple it would be for him to ask you politely to wait until he finishes the few reps he has left.

His boxers come down and his cock, half-hard, springs upwards in its entirety. Your fingertips barely touch when they wrap around the tanned flesh which jumps when you start stroking up and down gently.

Drool pools in your mouth, your lidded eyes dropping to the sight of your boyfriend’s perfect dick. With your bottom lip caught between your teeth, you pump up and down his veiny length until he’s rock hard and blushing and pearly rivulets of pre dribble from the slit of his tip.

That’s when you start to drag your tongue along him, from his base all the way to his head, watching attentively as his head falls back and he showcases his glistening Adam’s apple. He’s always so sensitive, falling apart at your slightest touch.

Your thumb teases his slit, smearing pre over his tip as it leaks while your tongue traces the veins that adorn his cock. And then, with a lustful hunger burning deep in your abdomen, your lips wrap around him and swallow.

You hardly give yourself a second to adjust as you take half of him without hesitation, tears welling and throat clenching as you adjust to the girthy intrusion. Wakatoshi hisses as his giant hand flies to your scalp, stopping you before you can push yourself any further.

“Easy, my love,” he says in a strained whisper.

It’s hard to take his advice when you peer up and catch the tensing of his hard muscles, the parting of his lips, and the affection that glimmers in his olive eyes. It urges you on, really.

You pull back with webs of spit connecting your lips to his cock, stomach fluttering as your boyfriend brings his hand to your cheek and strokes it with his thumb. A second later and you’re dipping your head back down to envelop your mouth around him, choosing to bob your head this time.

“Oh, f-” Wakatoshi cuts himself off with a groan, your throat so warm and tight around him that he shivers. He sighs when your free hand moves to grasp at one of his heavy balls, squeezing lightly but it’s just enough to make his cock throb in your mouth.

As you bob, you take him further and further until your nose is pressed to his pelvis and the dark wiry hairs of his happy trail tickle your skin. He squeezes his eyes shut from the jolts of pleasure that travel deep into his core, his brain turning to fog from the bliss of your slippery mouth. His flesh becomes seared, the blush on his cheeks seeping down to his chest.

Your throat clicks and splutters around him–he’s so big, not meant to be taken like this, and yet you do. With wet eyes and a numb mind, you keep him shoved down your mouth as your fingers take turns fondling one of his balls at a time.

Wakatoshi thinks he’s close to passing out. He can hardly remind himself to stave off his orgasm, too busy as he’s rapt by the burning pleasure of your tongue working his cock.

You pull away, heaving for air, but it’s only to mouth at his balls and suckle at them until they’re covered in your slobber. You trail your tongue along the underside of his cock next, watching him gulp– watching him slowly fall apart.

When you swirl your tongue and suck lightly at his tip, Wakatoshi moans. His abdomen tightens, his fingers scratching at your scalp as they tangle into your roots. He’s losing all semblance of composure. You can tell, from the way his thighs tense and ragged breaths fall from his lips.

“I’m- close,” he groans, low, through clenched teeth.

You’re bobbing your head again with determination, the lewd sounds every time you lower your mouth only bringing Wakatoshi to his edge more quickly. With your hand pumping up and down simultaneously, he doesn’t stand a chance.

His cock twitches in your mouth, and with a deep, rumbling groan that shakes his entire body, he releases. His warm load spills down your throat, his muscles bulging as pleasure wracks his huge body. A Roman god succumbing.

As you pull off of him to replenish your lungs, Wakatoshi’s mind is airy. To him, one thing becomes clear, however.

He lunges forward, scooping you up with ease despite having orgasmed just a moment ago.

“Wakatoshi!” you squeal as he tosses you upon the couch. He kisses you, messy, licking into your mouth like he’s trying to taste himself on your tongue. It makes your head spin.

“I’d like to make sure you’ll forgive me,” he says, still breathless and blushing. His hands wander up your t-shirt, fingertips brushing at your skin making you shiver. “Will you let me return the favour, please?”

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doumadono · 6 months

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Hi! For sinful sunday can you do ushijima with breeding and size kink? We all know he slaps hard ;))

Warnings: post-timeskip Ushijima, dom!Ushijima

SINFUL SUNDAY

In a languid state, he gently nudges his nose against your neck, followed by a teasing nibble on your ear that elicits a soft moan from you. Despite your perception of not being overly vocal, Ushijima, of course, catches the sound. A sharp intake of breath accompanies his firm bite into the back of your neck, prompting you to gasp and squirm within his suddenly tight grip. His teeth, sharp and quick, leave an immediate bruise, yet you find yourself melting into the sensation.

Unperturbed by your protest, he effortlessly repositions your entire body, fine-tuning the angles before driving himself assertively into the entrance of your pussy.

Your cries of pain escape, ignored by Wakatoshi as he thrusts deeper into your spasming pussy without any hint of gentleness. Hips firmly gripped, he pulls you onto him, compelling your delicate cunny to stretch over his notably thick dick. "I love how small you are, little girl," he grunts, spanking your asscheek several times; a red hand print is already visible and your ass burns from the force he used on you.

"U-Ushijima!" you manage to moan. Cries erupt from within you; it's as if he's molding you from the inside out.

Ushijima establishes an unrelenting rhythm, withdrawing entirely before thrusting his rock-hard dick back in your tight cunny without mercy. Disparagingly, he labels you "a fucking whore", "his private bitch", and "his little girl he's going to break", extracting moans and whimpers from your lips. His huge size guarantees that with each thrust, a sense of elongation prevails, leaving you already begging for permission to climax. "Please-please-please," you whimper pathetically.

"Cum for me," Wakatoshi growls in your ear, his hand tightening around your throat, and his ther hand spanking your ass hard.

Quivering in his grasp, you succumb to an intense climax, but Wakatoshi exhibits no inclination to let up. Repeatedly, you implore him for release, and each time, he graciously bestows upon you the ecstasy you seek. Meanwhile, your hands tightly grip the sheets, a fleeting worry crossing your mind that your nails might pierce through. Your body is drenched, thoroughly claimed, lost in the intoxicating throes of the moment.

"Such a good fucktoy, I can hear how wet you are for my cock. Your slutty cunt feels so good wrapped around me," he growls in your ear.

His observation rings true, both of you keenly attuned to the sultry sounds resonating from your dripping pussy. Swiftly, Ushijima flips you onto your back, assuming a dominant position. Folding you in half, he ensnares your legs between your bodies, your ankles delicately perched on his shoulders. Gently, he kisses you before plunging into you with a force that momentarily steals your breath away.

As you groan into his mouth, your nails dig into his shoulders, provoking a growl as he forcefully bites your lip. Your toes curl, legs tremble, and you can't help but squeal, pleading for another release. This time, he encircles both his hands around your throat, applying a firm squeeze. Stars fill your vision as the orgasm courses through you like fire, leaving your head spinning — whether from the intensity or the scarcity of air is uncertain. You feel so small beneath him, so vulnerable.

Against his chest, your legs shake, and when he releases his grip, a surge of oxygen catapults your climax to new heights. You scream while your entire body trembles uncontrollably beneath him, and he moans into your ear, whispering something about how incredible it feels when you climax for him — even though understanding his words becomes a challenge at this point.

In the midst of overwhelming sensitivity, he perceives it. A resounding spank lands on your right ass cheek, igniting your nerves. The sharp slap triggers an instant climax, his unrelenting thrusts into your spasming cunt sustaining the pleasure without pause. A series of additional spanks ensue, each one coaxing forth another orgasm, faster and closer together. You find yourself ensnared in an unending cascade of ecstasy, limbs losing control, and emitting embarrassingly desperate sounds.

Ushijima pulls away completely, then thrusts deeply into you, eliciting a loud scream that escapes your lips. The symphony of his groans and gasps harmonizes with your own as he reaches his climax within your pussy, filling you with his thick cum. "Take it, take it, I want you to take it all," he snarled. "I want you to be stuffed with my seed, I want your little womb to be swollen with it." The shared intensity leaves both of you trembling and moaning, your pussy coaxing every last drop from him until the two of you collapse on the bed, breathless.

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mrs-kodzuken · 3 months

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Can I have a timeskip!Ushijima comfort fic? Like Ushi doesn't understand the concept of skinship like holding hands and hugs so he often shrugs off reader's attempts in skinships, which of course made reader feel sad ㅠㅠ

Thank you and have a nice day! <3

Understanding you ♡

Pairing: Aged up! Wakatoshi Ushijima x fem!reader

WC: 1.6k

Genre: slight angst to comfort/fluff

CW: fem!reader, inexperienced in relationships!Wakatoshi, slight angst from ushi :( , fluff and comfort all in the end :)) , maybe some self deprecation from reader, best friends with tendou, communication is always key

note: thank you for requesting this! I hope it’s up to your expectations, sugar!! <3

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Being the girlfriend of the Wakatoshi Ushijima was something I didn’t expect would hurt this much. As his girlfriend, I understood the importance of volleyball since it quite literally is his career path. However, being in a relationship is a whole other aspect to think about.

There never really was anything that really stood out to me about his wrongdoings. He always made it to every dinner plan, he didn’t forget the classic month to month anniversaries, he seemed like he was just a gift from heaven.

I knew it was too good to be true when I realized we, or I, was severely lacking in the physical department of our relationship.

Ushijima and I never really got closer within touching or skin-ship distance. That really sucked for me and hurt my feelings since he aced every other aspect of our relationship, no pun intended.

I wasn’t sure if he was just uncomfortable with touching me or if he had some kind of weird feeling about touching me. However, with physical touch being my number one priority of love language I wasn’t sure how to go about telling him my feelings.

Giving Wakatoshi free rein to plan out his schedule, except for date nights, was a must. He is a grown man and I’m not his mother, but I always felt bad when there was something important, like this, to be talked about.

I couldn’t help but to bite my lip as I stared at our private text messages. His contact name, ‘Ushi baby’ stared right back at me whilst I tried to work up the courage to send a text.

Deciding against it, I threw my phone onto my bed and sighed loudly. He was at practice and had a game tomorrow so I didn’t want to bother him or cloud his mind with meaningless things like what I need to talk about.

I couldn’t help to wallow in my own pity. The clock on my white painted walls doing nothing but making the sound of ticking throughout my room which eventually annoyed me enough to leave.

It was around the time for Ushi’s practice to be over and I really wanted him to come over, I just didn’t know how everything would go.

Whenever we had first started dating I got introduced, and interviewed, by Wakatoshi’s best friend, Tendou. And now, Tendou was one of my closest friends so I decided to call the Chocolatier himself for support.

After the phone had rang for three seconds it picked up, “Hello! Hello!” the familiar voice sounded throughout my kitchen.

“Hey Ten! I am in need of advice and company.” I admitted due to the facetime call revealing his apron on with some stains of colors on it.

“Oh really?” He asked, drawing out the ‘really’.

“Yes, really. I need to talk to Wakatoshi, I’m just not sure how. Any ideas?”

“That depends on what you’re going to talk to him about. Saying the wrong thing could make him easily misunderstand what you mean and vice versa.” Tendou tried to poetically explain, as if I didn’t already know that.

“Yeah, thank you so much,” I rolled my eyes, “I’m feeling a bit.. lonely in our relationship lately. I need more physical affection from him and I’m not sure how to really bring it up because times that’s happened before.”

That little spill from me made memories pop up into my head of Ushijima rejecting my attempts for physical love.

I could only remember how he shrugged himself away from holding my hand or kissing me after I brought him a well-balanced lunch meal one day during practice.

I never felt more embarrassed or ashamed in my life. My own boyfriend rejected my advances to give him, and to receive love from him in front of his entire team.

It wasn’t the only time that that had happened. I tried doing it behind closed doors just in case he didn’t like publicly displaying affection. However, that didn’t work either when he moved away from me one night after being out to dinner.

From that point on it’s just been messaging, very little facetime, some phone calls, and occasionally visiting each other’s apartment. I wasn’t sure how to proceed with this, and I certainly didn’t think it was anywhere near enough to breaking up.

However, that doesn’t mean he didn’t hurt my feelings nor have been continuing to hurt them. Whether on purpose or not.

With Ushijima being a member of the Schweiden Adlers, I knew some of his teammates and occasionally talked with them about how my boyfriend was doing time to time.

However, I couldn’t help to not reach out to them within the last couple of weeks. I didn’t have the courage to confidently ask about him.

Tendou’s voice brought me back to where I needed to be, which was having this conversation to communicate my needs across to him.

“And since knowing him for a while helps my understanding, I think a simple conversation would do the trick. Honestly, I’m not sure why you called if you knew that too?” He questioned me, eyes peering dangerously close to mine through the tiny phone screen.

I bit my lip, “It’s just… he has a game tomorrow. I don’t want to ruin that by spouting dumb nonsense about how I’m not feeling this or that from him.”

Growing up, I’ve always considered other peoples thoughts, opinions, feelings before mine. It was just the kind of person I was, and now it hurts me the most when I need to express myself.

“Girl. Fuck that game.” He rolled his eyes at me.

“Yes Wakatoshi loves his career and it’ll always be there but you’re something in his life that can disappear at any moment. I think he’d want to know,” Tendou tried reasoning with my dumb logic as he pointed a wooden spoon in my direction.

I gave up. I knew in the back of my mind that Tendou was definitely right and I wasn’t but it was my own self that was keeping me from doing what I needed to do.

“Alright, I think I’ll ask him to come over tonight then.” I tried to say confidently after I made up my mind of what needed to be done.

“Great! When I’m in Tokyo next I’ll be sure to bring a little something for you and him.” Tendou winked at me before ending the facetime call.

That only left me to do one thing, text my boyfriend. I quickly sent him a text asking if it would be okay for him to come over after practice.

My nerves were all over the place as I waited for the tall, olive haired man to show up at my place.

Soon the door bell brought me out of my mind trance and when I opened the door I saw the one and only Ushijima.

“Hey Toshi, come in,” I widened the door after taking a good look at him.

It seemed like he came here right out of practice, he was still in his whole practice uniform. His usual stoic face didn’t change once I sat down on to my living room couch.

“Is something the matter, (Y/n)?” He bluntly asked, getting straight to the point with me.

I took a deep breath to prepare myself, “Yes, Toshi. There is something the matter. My feelings are hurt and have been hurt for a while due to the lack of physical touch in our relationship.” I paused for a moment to look over his face.

He seemed to be intently listening on every word I was saying which gave me the impression to keep going.

“I just want more skin ship with you like hugging, kissing, hang holding, or even just sitting beside you with arms touching. I feel deprived of that because you seem to always move away when I try to initiate it. Is there a reason or..?” I trailed off, finishing what I was saying and asking a question to see his side.

“I’m sorry for making you feel that way, (Y/n). I don’t understand the idea of that. It makes you feel more loved than usual?” He asked, trying to work around in his head of what I had mentioned.

“Well, yes. Without it I feel upset or rejected by you sometimes.” I hung my head low a bit, it was embarrassing having to discuss this. However, I was always one to get embarrassed or ashamed at anything I needed.

“I will try, for you.” He promised, his large hand reaching over to me and placing it on my knee. He was very warm and it traveled through my body.

I smiled a bit, “Thank you, I really appreciate it. I’m sorry for not telling you sooner.”

I scooted closer to him on the couch and he gave me his one million dollar small smile that I love. His arms wrapped around my shoulders whilst I hugged his torso. His lean but built, very built, body touched my soft one, I loved this feeling.

We stayed like that for a minute, nothing heard but the low volume of my living room TV and our breathing.

“Thank you, Toshi. I really appreciate that you’ll try for me.” I pulled away, already missing the hug but needing to say that to his face.

“Of course, love.” His hand came up to caress my face and I leaned into his touch.

The aching in my heart and body went away after discussing that with him. It was all just a bit miscommunication which was easily fixed after I expressed what I needed to.

I couldn’t be more content.

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a/n: I hope you enjoyed anon!! I’m terrible at writing for Ushijima but thank you for helping me extend the people I can write for :))

you all know my header rules, if not see pinned post!!

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trueshellz · 1 year

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Young parents Ushijima x readers toddler waddles into the gym cue confused Goshiki noises

You had been walking to your husband's practice with your toddlers hand clasped tightly. One of her small hand was wrapped in yours and her other hand was clutching her teddy bear, a mascot with Toshi's number on there and a frown to match the man himself. You were carrying lunch for him, something he somehow had forgotten this morning when he was wrestling hair ties into your daughters hair and decided to stop in to see him during practice.

A squeal had you looking down, her finger pointing to the door of the practice hall as she somehow escaped your clutches and ran full speed to the door. At the same time, the strap on your bag failed and it came tumbling down to the floor, between the wayward child and the broken bag now on the floor you could only sweep everything up and try to catch up.

To say Goshiki was confused was an understatement.

Not only had a small child, cute as shit child but a child none the less, waddled into the hall, but this child was carrying a teddy with Ushijima's number on. Big green eyes looking up at him, her hair in two slightly messy pigtails with a hoodie and jeans down to her light up trainers. He blinked a few times, the volleyball left bouncing on the floor.

"Er... hi?"

"Papa here?" Her sweet voice carrying through the hall making everyone stare.

"Papa? Who's your Papa?"

"Asuka? What on earth?"

A screech of laughter as Ushijima picked her up, her hands instantly going around his neck and covering his face with wet kisses. The bear still clutched in her hand now landing kisses on his face aswell, his hands holding her close to his chest making him look almost... fatherly. Then a loud noise from the door made him look up to see a tired woman at the door, her hands clutching a bag to her chest and a bento box in her other hand.

"Crazy child got away. Again."

Goshiki stood in shock as Ushijima glanced at the little girl with a raised eyebrow, her little grin still present even as she apologised to both of them before kissing him again. The woman coming over to tickle her nose before placing a quick peck on Ushijima's face.

"Wha? Huh?"

"This is my wife and our daughter, Asuka."

"But... but..."

"I think we broke him, babe."

A giggle as you leaned into your husband, his warm body next to yours and an arm slung casually around your waist. His shirt was a little damp with sweat, his hair stuck to his forehead and chest heaving but he was still handsome as ever and made your ovaries twitch everytime. Two pairs of green eyes glanced at Goshiki, his own eyes wide in shock as he pointed between all of you. The noise attracting attention from the other team members, equally confused and then laughter as they saw the animated Goshiki suddenly mute and flabbergasted.

"But...how?"

Ushijima's voice cut through the random confused noises. "Do we really need to give you a lesson in human reproduction? I thought you were brighter than that?"

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hoshigray · 10 months

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i’m not sure if you’re currently writing for ushijima but if you are/will, could u write something smutty about reader telling him that they have an oral fixation 🤞 (i haven’t really seen any of your works for ushijima so i’m quite curious about how you write him. love your toji works, btw! <3)

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Oml you're my first HQ!! request, noonie! :00 Tbh with you, I never posted any of my HQ!! works because it was during a time when I was on and off with writing (not to mention it was chara x chara stuff bc I wasn't into x reader stuff back then), so this surprised me when I saw it in my inbox, lol. But I love Ushijima sm, like he's so cool and is definitely one of my top characters in the entire series!! Hope I did him justice in my writing since it's been so long, ty for this prompt! o(≧▽≦)o

Also, s/o to my wonderful mootie, @cu7ie, for helping me out with this!! I hope your day is going swell and wish nothing but good vibes your way~~ ☆ mwah-mwah!!

Cw: Ushijima x reader - explicit content; minors DNI - oral (m! receiving)/blowjob + handjob; implied first time giving him a bj - teasing; biting/sucking on the body (reader exploring Ushi's body with their mouth) - humping + grinding - tiny overstimulation for Ushi - pet names (baby, love) - kissing/makeout session - minor ball worship - Ushi is a bit confused but supportive - will proofread later :P. Wc: 2.6k

You peek through the door to the bedroom, taking the silence into account despite knowing someone is occupying the space. He prefers silence anyway, so it's no surprise that the television isn't even on. The only things that bring life into the room are the warm colors of the sunset painting the walls and your boyfriend sitting on the edge of his bed.

Having Wakatoshi Ushijima as your boyfriend is one of the many mysteries to the world and you. As many outside observers would think, being in a relationship with the guy has been quite a journey. Not to say that is a bad thing, though. If anything, it's been going rather well.

Going into the relationship knowing you'd be dating one of the world's Olympic powerhouse volleyball players was intimidating enough. Yet, it's a different story actually meeting and talking with him in person, his fierce aura adequate to suffocate you then and there. But as the days go by and things calm down, you two slowly but surely feel comfortable in each other's presence. You start acting like a couple and expressing your love naturally.

You knock on the door, waiting for his permission before proceeding inside. When you hear his voice call to you, you move past the entrance and enter his room.

On the edge of the bed sat Ushijima in his usual comfortable house wear comprising of a plain white tee and sweatpants. His eyes focused on the item in his hands, a book that his eyes diligently skimmed from page to page. His concentration doesn't hinder until he notices you walking up to him, his face lifted slightly to look at your figure entirely.

"Hey," you greet him, to which he returns with an incline of his head. "What're you reading?"

"It's the book you left here last night," his deep voice still has you hard to believe, but it's become a welcoming timbre in your everyday life and is now something you love to hear. "I saw the reviews on the back and it had me interested."

You lift a brow. "You read the reviews on the cover?"

He lifts a brow in return. "Are they meant to be ignored?"

The giggle is stifled, trying to exit your lips. So thorough. "No, no, you can read them. Most people will read because of a cover or if the writer is their favorite." Your boyfriend watches you sit beside him, leaning against his shoulder as he returns to his reading. I bet he's gonna read the author's notes at the end when he's done.

You chuckle at your own joke, but Ushijima doesn't pay any mind, just putting an arm around your waist to keep you close to him. The two of you relish in each other's company; the warm hues peeking through the window blinds cover your backs with an imperceptible blanket of warmth.

With the rise and fall of his shoulder, you bask in the sun's dying glow while your breathing syncs with the man next to you. This moment almost fills you with peace, embracing the domestic feel within this space between you and your boyfriend.

But, again, it almost does the job. Because you remember why you even came into his space in the first place and the butterflies in your stomach party to your dreadful dismay.

You peer up to look at Ushijima, who keeps reading until you call for his attention. "Hey, Toshi?" His olive eyes flicker to you when you use his nickname, and your heart skips a bit when he immediately shifts his engagement to you. "C-Can I kiss you?" You don't know why you stammered around your words; it was a simple request, nothing too extreme. It's not like you two have never kissed before, but the idea in your head makes it nerve-wracking.

The tall man displays no reaction outside of a slight lift of a brow, but no words are needed when he places the book down by his side and his hand rest on your soft cheek. Your eyes instinctively close when his face decreases the gap between you, and firm, smooth lips land on your plump own. Just when you would sink into his touch, he withdraws himself from you, leaving a tiny whimper to exit your mouth.

"Can..." Your hand finds its way to the big one on the side of your face, his thumb stroking your cheek's surface. "Can I have another?"

Again, he doesn't use his words, just inclining his head towards you to kiss you. It's a few seconds longer than the last before he removes himself again, only for you to grip his shirt to restrict him. "Another, please..." your voice dials to a whisper, and a soft moan is shared when his lips return to yours. He retires again. "Anoth—"

Before long, Ushijima shushes your pleas with kisses without further approval. His hands bring you closer to him, and — before you know it — he's now on his back to the bed with you straddling him. Large palms roam around your waist and hips while you kiss him back, slowly venturing further down with each hump of the hips to gently grasp your ass.

There's no point in restraining the moans that naturally flee out of your mouth. This is what you wanted; this is what you came to the room for.

Well, to be specific, it's leading to what you came here for.

Throughout this relationship, you have yet to disclose your oral fixation. Perhaps it's because being with a man like Ushijima still intimidates you to share your sexual interests with the man. Nonetheless, it's something you've been longing to share with him. There have been instances where it would sneak in through your intimate moments, yet you choose to stop yourself and not ruin the atmosphere with your boyfriend.

So you've resorted to relinquishing this craving with activities to keep you busy: the usually chewing gum, biting or sucking on your tongue, or chewing on your nails.

Regardless, today is the day you try to initiate this part of your being with Ushijima. You've been dying to have your mouth on his body for the longest time — especially with how attractive and well-built the man is has been driving you crazy.

It all excites you, enthralls you. However, you snap back to reality when you hear a hot groan from the man you're straddling, realizing you're still kissing him. To your horror, finding yourself sucking on his tongue, you quickly exit off the bed. Heavy pants from the two of you fill the bedroom, and your wide eyes look into his hooded dirty gold ones.

"I-I'm so sorry, Toshi!" You're quick to throw apologies his way. "I got a little ahead of myself!"

"Mmm. It's fine." He nonchalantly reassures you, wiping the spit on his lips with the back of his hand.

Yet, you continue to ramble on. "No, really, sorry about that! I got a little carried away. I was thinking too much..."

"Thinking about what?"

Oh shit.

Now why the hell would you put yourself out like that? "Huh?" You try to play dumb despite understanding it won't work on him.

Ushijima exhales through his nose before hoisting himself up from the bed. "It's pointless to back out of something when you're the one who's done it." His blunt words hit like knives to your figure, internally groaning as he stands up in front of you. "What's on your mind, Y/n?"

Oh fuck, I've done it now. There is no way out of this; you'll have to tell him what's been troubling you recently.

"I...I wanna—Okay. So, I have this thing with my mouth, right?" You can tell the expression on Ushijima's face doesn't coincide with the supportive nod. "It's like...It's a habit of mine where I use my mouth on stuff to stimulate myself?" At this point, you don't know what the fuck you're talking about. Just get this over with, me! I can't take it!!

"So, I've been thinking of...you know," your mind and gut are doing gymnastics, toying with your uncomfortableness to this entire situation. "I want to use my mouth...on your body...."

Olive brown brows furrow and you quickly sprout more nonsense. "Th-That's unless you're okay with it! If you don't think you're okay with it or you feel discomfort, then I won't be hurt in any way! It's totally up to you because I can just—"

"Y/n." Your rambles are muted by the use of your name, his brows still scrunched with an indistinct expression. "I'm not following: why would you want to use your mouth on my body?"

"Well, because," your face gets hot by the second: not just from you revealing your secret, but also your boyfriend asking questions. "I like your body, Toshi. Especially with how nice your physique is, I just kinda want to...play with it a little? Make you feel good..."

Ushijima's facial expression molds to a softer tone when you confess to him, and his eyes drift to the side as if he's searching for the right words to say. It makes you anxious with how in-depth he's taking this into heart, so you squeak when his goldish orbs return to you. "Is it something that I can help with?"

"Umm, yes, yeah!" Confirmation stammers out your lips. "I mean, as long as you're up for it."

He places his hands on your waist to bring you close to him. "I am."

He looks at you with hooded eyes, and the romantic tension from before fills the room. "Yeah?" Your voice winds down to a murmur.

"Yeah." His voice lowers as his head comes down to you, and your lips once again welcome the feel of his.

And with that, Ushijima finds himself back on the bed with you on top of him. You carry more confidence than previously as your kisses become more passionate and hot, teeth bumping into each other and you nibbling on his lip, resulting in abrupt groans.

Your hands venture down to the hem of his shirt, hesitantly raising it inch by inch. And Ushijima notices your desire for access, and a big hand engulfs yours and lifts the shirt to reveal his abdomen and pectorals.

Kisses from the mouth trail down to his neck and clavicle, and he tries to stop himself from moaning to your sweet touches. Your lips pepper all that's exposed to you, quick licks onto his pecs, and gentle bites on his nipples. It's evident now that the man is enjoying your actions, limiting the pleasure in his voice while his hands stick to your waist as his hips rock with yours.

Your hand sneaks down from his well-defined abs to his pelvis, fingers intruding under the band of his sweatpants and brushing against the soft material of his briefs that shield his now erect cock from your mere fingertips. Ushijima hums with his baritone voice, large palms dare calm down to your butt and knead the flesh, and you purr to his firm grasp.

"May I use my mouth?" It was a tiny suggestion, yet there was a distinct connotation. You haven't ever given your boyfriend a blowjob before, so this was new waters you were treading cautiously with. Nevertheless, he surprises you with a nod, egging you on to resume. A feeling of giddiness corrupts your senses, placing chaste kisses on his nipple down to his abs, and Ushijima has his hand on your head the further you go to his lower region.

You're now on your knees on the floor as you pull his sweatpants and underwear to his thighs, and the image of his erection springing out in front of your eyes has you practically drooling in anticipation. Every crevice, every dent, and every vein of his dick is mesmerizing to the eyes, and your curiosity gets the best of you when his body jerks at your hands grazing his balls. How vulgar.

"Hmmm, Y/n, love," he calls to you with whimpers — a rarity to hear but beautiful to the ears. "Go easy on me..."

And you just give him a lovely smile before you move a hand on his cock, stroking the length in a slow but firm motion. He jolts to your grasp, throwing his head back and sinking into the mattress as your palm slides up and down his limb. It gets worse for him when he feels your tongue flicks on his balls, sucking on his sack prompts moans of bliss to substitute the silence of the room.

The summer sun continues to descend, the waning heat losing its touch in the room. But the warm sensation of your mouth on his shaft has Ushijima's skin hot to the touch, his hands gripping the comforter beneath him. And he hisses when he senses the work of your tongue on the tip of his couch, lapping on the sensitive glands while simultaneously stroking him and massaging his sack.

Your cheeks go hollow when you take the head to your mouth, relaxing your jaw as you gradually suck all of him at your own pace. Your boyfriend has to bite on his lip and try to not buck his hips toward you. But it feels so fucking good when the velvety walls of your throat accommodate his girth and size; your wet muscle on the underside of his dick sends electric waves every time it brushes up and down from your bobbing gesture.

As for you, it feels like you're under an ecstatic spell as you work your way to the base of his cock with every suck. The cockhead hits the back of your throat at a delicious angle that you mewl on the member, eyes shut to fully enjoy the experience and commotion between your lips. Tears start to prickle, spit and drool coat his shaft, and your brain goes foggy when his musk blocks your nostrils. The throbbing sensation between your legs gets unbearable by the second, and you grind your thighs together to ease your lust.

Ushijima has done well trying to maintain his steel composure; however, no matter how he tries, he soon succumbs to the warm and pleasurable feeling of your throat when he thrusts into your oral cavity at a reasonable tempo, going faster and faster when the notion of his release crawls up within him.

"Haaaah, ahhhh—Mmmph!" Moans fly out from his mouth, no longer attempting to keep this from escaping. "Dove, I'm about to cum in your—Hnnngh!! Ahhh, shit, shit," and he grabs your head to keep you steady as he ruts into your throat. The orgasm hits the both of you, and a few deep strokes result in him shooting his load inside you, forcing you to drink all he gives you.

And you happily do so, waiting for his thighs to stop jerking as you take in every bit of his essence. Once he's done ejaculating, you slowly remove yourself from his sock, a soft pop evidence of you two no longer connected. You swallow and gulp any remainder of his load before climbing back onto the bed to lay beside Ushijima, who turns to his side to survey you thoroughly with half-lidded eyes.

You sigh with a smile. "Enjoyed yourself?"

While his hand caresses your cheek, he hums as his response. "Did you?"

"Yes, very much so. Thank you, Toshi." You start to feel drowsy as the room becomes dark, the warm colors of the sunset dulling as the moon sheds light.

"Of course, dove."

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bumbledi · 1 year

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♡ First touch ♡

Pairing: third year! Ushijima Wakatoshi x fem!reader

Genre: smut

MDNI 🔞

Summary: spicy moments in your boyfriend’s dorm

Warning: smut, f masturbation, clit play, handjob (m receiving), oral (f receiving), some praising, nipple play, first couple of sexual interactions.

Note: throwback on those naughty activities on your Shiratorizawa years.

Also, it’s been exactly two months since I uploaded something so it feels nice to come back with a smut :D

Sorry if there’s any misspellings. Hope you like it.

If you want to recommend any scenarios you would like to read... lmk ☺️

Prequel from the “The road to parenthood” series

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

At this point in life, you have been dating Wakatoshi for 5 months and little by little you two have been developing your relationship.

You current concern at the moment?

You promised your extremely hot boyfriend to take it slow but after the first make out session you had in his dorm a couple of months ago, you haven’t been able to stop craving something more...

How the hell do you break it up to him without sounding pushy?!

Why does he have to be so damn hot?! Why does he have to grab your waist so tightly with his huge hands?! Why does he have to look so worked up during practice?! Why does he have to rub your nape while kissing you?! Why does he have to move your hair out of your face so gently during lunch break?!

These and more thoughts were on your head while you were laying down on your bed, flickering your clit as fast as you could as you felt your orgasm so close...

“Ahh... mmh... Wakatos-shi...” you tried to moan as low as you could, it was early in the morning and you didn’t want anyone to hear you... “mmh... I’m gonna cum...”

you started to gasp for air when you suddenly heard the sound of your alarm going off “mmh... c’mon!” You tried to ignore it but eventually you took your hand out of your pijama shorts and sight out of frustration. “Damn it!” You said smacking your alarm. What a way to start the day...

After that you started to get ready for the day, starting by changing your very wet underwear.

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

“Hey, grumpy face!” Tendo said while sitting on your desk

“Oh... morning, Satori” you said with a more friendly tone.

“Come on now, tell me what’s been bothering you this morning...”

“It’s dumb...”

“Want me to guess?”

“No! It embarrassing so no...”

Satori gave you a suggestive look and then lean over to your ear...

“You didn’t get to cum?”

“Satori!” You let out a scream while covering your face making Sarori laugh

“You and Wakatoshi-kun are sure taking your sweet time, huh? How long have you been dating? 4 months?”

“5...” You correct him

“Oof...- and you haven’t fucked?”

“Why are you asking me? I’m pretty sure you made him spill the beans already”

“True... I just want to hear it from you!”

“I just don’t want him to feel pressured”

“Speak to him then... Maybe he’s feeling the same way as you right now...”

“And if he’s not? I don’t wanna make it awkward...”

“It’s sex talk... it’s gonna be awkward ether way...”

“You’re right on that...”

“I’ll tell you what, talk with him as soon as possible and since coach Washijō will give us this Friday off, you can make plans with Wakatoshi-kun, go back to his dorm and make a move... I’ll make sure nobody interrupts you...” Satori winked at you, making you blush.

“Alright!” You said with conviction.

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

“Wakatoshi-kun!” You called for him once you spotted him after you got out of your last class

“(Y/N)...” he said with a soft smile on his face

“Hello, Leon, Eita, Satori”

“Hello, (Y/N)!” They greet you.

“Already heading to practice?”

“You know Washijō” Leon said scratching his head

“Yep... Pure evil” Eita commented making you all laugh

“Good luck guys...” you giggled. “Oh! Mmh... Wakatoshi? Can I have a word with you?” You said remembering what are you here for.

“For sure”

“We’ll get going... See you at the gym, Wakatoshi-kun”

The three guys started to walk away, leaving you two alone

“What is it?”

“I rather telling you on a more private place...”

“I still have time, we can go to my dorm if you want...”

“Yeah... that’s okay...”

And then you started to walk to his dorm while you were talking about random classroom stuff.

“Come in...” he said opening the door.

“Thank you...”

He left his bag on his desk and hen turned to face you.

“Alright then... What is it you want to tell me?

“What a rush you have...” you giggled and got closer to him “Wakatoshi-kun... I know we agreed on taking things slow but i want to know in what position are you right now...”

“Position?”

“What I mean is... would you like for us to take things further? You know... more than making out or more than me grinding against you...” now you felt how your cheeks were burning.

“You mean... sex?”

“Yeah... I’ve been thinking about it for a while and I would like to know how do you feel...” You said looking down, you were way to embarrassed to look at him in the eye and after a couple of seconds of silence you realized this was a bad idea “Wakatoshi-kun, please forgive me! I think this was a bad...-“ you were about to grab your stuff and go but he interrupted you.

“(Y/N)...” he grabbed your hand “there’s no other person I would like to do it with if it’s not you...” he fixed your hair behind your ear and then got closer to you so he could kiss you.

“Well, thank God because I was about to lose my mind” you said, making him laugh “I have to study for my science class... What about we handout on Friday?” You said holding him close to you

“That sounds good, we can hangout here if you want... I think the coach is giving us Friday off.” He grabbed your hips tightly and kissed your cheeks when you hide your face on his chest “do you want me to buy condoms?” He said to your ear with no shame

“Wakatoshi!” You gave him a small punch on the chest but then you nodded. You might need them.

“Alright then...”

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

The well awaited Friday came and let’s just say it definitely was easier to say than to do.

You two have been in his room for a while now and even tho you try to start a make out session with your boyfriend, he distances himself when you are starting to get more into it.

Maybe he just needs one last little push.

“Oi, Waka-chan... can you go out and buy me a peach juice? I forgot to get a drink before...”

“Sure... I’ll be back in a minute”

“thanks...”

And with that, he walked out of his room, leaving you all by yourself.

You hurried and got up from his bed and without thinking it too much, you took off your panties and then stuffed them in your backpack.

You don’t know what are you doing yo do if this doesn’t work...

Not long after, you heard the door starting to unlock, so you fixed your skirt and lean against your boyfriend’s desk, trying to pretend nothing happened.

“I’m back...”

“that was fast.”

“here... your favorite” he handed you your drink and leave his on the bed.

“Thanks” you opened your drink and gave it a sip, pulling yourself together. It was now or never.

With the most organic movement you could pull off, you “accidentally” dropped your phone on the ground, right in front of you. And as you expected, your boyfriend kneel down to pick it up.

“W-Waka-chan...?” With the feeling of your cheeks heating up, you called his name.

“Yes?”

And just as he turned to looked at you, he couldn’t believe what was he seeing.

The sight of his beautiful girlfriend pulling his skirt up just above her pelvis, the most surprising part? She did have any panties on.

“(Y/N)...”

“Please... Wakatoshi...” you sat on the edge of the desk and opened your legs just enough so he could see you entirely.

You could hear his heavy breathing and see how eyes appeared to turn black while looking between your legs, not even blinking.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to...”

He didn’t answer, just got closer to you without stop looking at your vulva for a second.

The closer he was, the more you tried to look away... You were so excited but so embarrassed at the same time.

“Can I really...?”

“Mmh.” You mumble as an agreement.

The next thing you felt was his thumb touching slightly you clit, barely petting it but making you gasp.

He started to flick it very gently while you tried to hold back your little moans... Why does it feel better when he does it than when you do it?

The next thing you felt was Wakatoshi’s breath so close to your pussy, it gave you goosebumps. Is he really going to...?

And then, you felt a gentle kiss on your clit, then two and three and finally a little lick

“Waka-chan!” you bit your finger

He started by licking your clit, then he tried to start sucking it and little by little he started licking all of your pussy, up and down, making you all wet.

“Y-You can put a finger in if you w-want...”

“Are you sure?”

“I-I’ve done it a couple of times... It’ll be okay... O-Only do it one at a time”

And with that said, he put his index finger in you.

“It’s warm inside”

He slid it in and out of you, slowly, while he continued to lick your clit.

Not long after you felt something building inside you.

“Waka-chan... I-I think I’m gonna... I’m gonna...”

You felt how your toes curled when you reached your orgasm, you grabbed your boyfriend’s head in place and let out a couple of moans.

After your orgasm faded away, you let go of your boyfriend’s hair and slowly closed your legs.

“W-Was that good?” Wakatoshi asked while licking his lips.

“Well, you made me cum...” he smiled while standing up “hey... I want to do something for you too...”

“You don’t have to...”

“I want to.”

You grabbed his hand and pulled him close to you. Setting him between your legs.

“Do you mind if I-... oh.” You felt your face heating up

“What is it?”

“You are...”

You looked away from him while your cheeks turned red.

Wakatoshi looked down and saw how tight his erection looked in his pants. He didn’t know he was THAT hard!

“It’s okay if you don’t want to...”

“No! I want to” you held his hand “I really do”

You let go of his hands and started unbuttoning your shirt once you had your bra exposed you lower it down and exposed your breast. You looked up to see your boyfriend and he wasn’t even blinking while looking at your boobs.

“You can touch them if you want...”

You heard him gulp and slowly getting his left hand closer to grab your right breast.

At first he gently squeeze it and played with your nipple but then he started to play with your breast.

“I know the size is...-”

“It perfect...”

You smiled at him and you started to unbutton his pants. He had a little wet spot on his boxers. You started to touch him over his boxers and felt how hard he was, it was so warm to your touch.

“Can I... take it out?”

“Please.”

You grabbed his boxers waist band and carefully pulled them down. And his hard dick popped out. It was think and kinda long with a red tip and some hair on the base.

“I... I don’t know how to hold it... can you... help me?”

He kissed your cheek and grabbed your hand to put it on his dick. Then, he put his hand in top of yours and slowly, started to pump it up and down.

“Like that is fine... I also like to touch the tip... feels nice”

After a couple of pumps, he let you do it on your on. You continued while you felt how Wakatoshi played with your boobs.

You looked up at him and got closer to start kissing.

He would groan occasionally on your lips and you would moan when he pinched your nipples.

“(Y/N)... I think am going to...” he said while you massaged the tip of his dick.

“Go-ahead...” you pumped his dick a little faster than before.

“Mmh... (Y/N)....”

And with a big groan he came on your hand. His cum dripping down your hand and a couple of drops in your skirt. It looked so hot...

He gasped for air and rest his head on your shoulder.

“Was it okay...?” You asked letting go of his dick.

“It was really good...”

He straightened up and gave you a little smile.

“Why did we took so much time to do it?”

You chuckled and kissed him again. You might save the condoms for another time.

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dira333 · 8 months

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Blue Salvia - Think of me

Ushijima x reader, Matchmaker Tendou - for my Haikyuu Request Game - requested by S.

You know the plant was meant for him the moment you lay eyes on it.

It’s purple, distractingly so, thousands of tiny purple blossoms tickling your hands as you sweep them over it.

You buy it on instinct alone and keep it on your windowsill until it grows so big you have to make cuttings, plant one in the garden and prepare the other one to be gifted.

“Ushijima-kun.” You approach him in the hallway after class, too aware of your surroundings, the people, the noise, the eyes moving over you.

Tendou is right by his side, big eyes under flaming red hair, always leaning on something like you’d grown to know him.

“I thought you might like this.” You hand him the plant, safely hidden from curious eyes in a simple brown bag.

You turn and leave without another look back, hoping against hope that he might take it the way it was intended.

Blue Salvia means I think of you.

Only two days later a chair scrapes against the floor next to you, Tendou falling into the free space, draping himself across the table dramatically.

“Blue Salvia, huh?” He asks, big eyes watching you.

“Yes?”

“Don’t you think it would suit me too?”

“The color or the smell of it?”

He pouts.

“The meaning, of course.”

You blink, heat crawling up your neck.

“I am not sure what you mean.”

He laughs, turning his head in an almost impossible manner, to look up at Ushijima who’s approaching the table, eyebrows scrunched like you know them to be.

“Am I the only one who knows Flower Language here?”

“I am not aware of that language,” Ushijima says and you can feel the vibrations of his words in your ribcage, your heart thrumming with it. “What does it entail?”

You turn back to your food as they talk, well aware that it’s a rare feat to have them at the table with you, well aware that time with Ushijima Wakatoshi, the ace, is a treasure to hold up.

If you were someone else, you might have laughed with your friends about the fact that your confession failed spectacularly.

But being who you are, you just smile and shake your head when your classmates ask you who you like. You tell them of your new-found love for gardening when they ask you about the plant - somehow nothing ever stays secret in Shiratorizawa, and offer cuttings to those who want them.

Being who you are it comes as a surprise to find Ushijima and Tendou sitting at your table more regularly, the former presence as soothing as the latter is amusing.

“What are you doing over the weekend?” Tendou asks, always the one to start the conversation, while Ushijima and you share a comfortable Silence.

“I was going to start the upcoming assignments. You?”

“Oh,” his smile is as bright as it’s teasing. “Which means you can come over and watch a movie with us?”

“A movie?” You ask, warmth already crawling up your neck.

“You know, moving pictures with sound? I’m sure you heard about that before. I am trying to develop Ushiwakas knowledge and you sound like you could benefit from that too.”

“Don’t call other people boring, Tendou,” Semi calls him out and takes a seat at the same table. In a matter of minutes, the second years of the Volleyball Club are crowding your table and it’s not the first time it has happened.

“It’s okay.” You reply softly. “I am aware that I’m boring.”

“You are perfectly interesting.” Ushijima’s deep voice cuts through the chatter at the table and you lower your head to stare at your food, heat now burning in your cheeks.

It’s not surprising that Tendou uses your sudden shyness to get you to agree to the movie night.

The lights are dimmed safe of some fairy lights that are draped rather aesthetically over the bunk bed Tendou and Ushijima share. Semi and Ohira wave from the top bed and there’s just enough space to squeeze in between Ushijima and the mountain of pillows that separate you from Tendou. He’s lying in them like they’re his thrown.

“My bed, my pillows.” He tells you before starting the movie.

It’s a good movie, you’re sure it is. It’s hard to focus when you can feel Ushijima’s warmth burning through your layers of clothing.

You try to sit more comfortably and fall against him and the soft mattress does nothing for you when you try to right yourself, just falling further into him until he raises one arm and pulls you upright by your shoulder.

His arm stays where it is, a heavy, yet grounding weight on your shoulder.

“What are they doing?” Ushijima’s voice is a deep breath in your ear, a rumble you can feel in your side that’s still pressed into him.

“I think they’re climbing a mountain?” You tell him, not sure either what’s happening in the movie, but you’re distracted for a different reason.

“Why?”

You’re just glad that the room is dark, you wouldn’t be able to take any jokes over this.

His question sparks a conversation that’s you pointing out plot holes and him asking questions that neither of you can answer until the movie ends, the light goes on and Tendou watches the two of you with eyes that are sparkling.

“So?” He asks, excited in his own way. “What do you think?”

“Why were they climbing that mountain?” Ushijima asks and you’re torn between listening to Tendou’s explanation, all with over-exaggerated hand movements, and the sensation of still sitting too close to him. He’s not bothered to peel you off him now that the light has turned on.

Months before you all graduate, Ushijima approaches you after class, a brown bag in his massive hands.

“It has grown a lot.” He says. “I wanted to know what you’d like me to do with the cuttings.”

“You can gift them to others.” You tell him, your heart clenching at the thought of that. “Or throw them away if you have no space.”

He thinks about that for a moment, his pondering face not unlike his normal face.

“Is it true?” He asks. “What ‘Blue Salvia’ means?”

Your tongue turns dry in your mouth, fingers finding purchase in your own uniform, rubbing the hem of your blouse as if the answers are hidden in the fabric.

Maybe it’s the fact that you’re alone, that gives you courage, or the aromatic smell you seem to detect even through the paper bag, or the color of his purple jersey peaking out of his bag, but you gather your heart in your hands and nod.

He stretches out his arm and offers you the bag, his face turning soft in a way you haven’t seen before.

“You should take them then. There’s no one else I’ve been thinking about.”

“Not even volleyball?” You joke and he furrows his brows again, the familiar sight easing your nerves.

“You cannot gift flowers to a sport.” He reminds you.

It feels like everything’s been said and nothing has been cleared at all.

Does he like you? Do you like him?

Is anything going to happen between the two of you?

The bees are dancing outside in the bed of blue salvia that’s growing and growing in your garden and the mother plant on your window sill is a bright, cheerful purple, but your own heart tumbles over questions you have now answers to.

It’s Tendou, again, who drapes himself over the chair next to you. Who tries to steal food from your Bento, who invites you to their room to study, who brings up the topic of Colleges so subtly, you only realize you’re talking about it when you’re already in the middle of a sentence.

As it turns out, you have been accepted at the same College as Ushijima.

As it turns out, Tendou has no plans on staying in Sendai, or Japan.

He laughs at your shock, and coos at the way you admire his courage.

“It’s a good thing that we have you.” He says when it’s time for you to leave. “I’ll entrust Ushiwaka to you. Take good care of him.”

He pushes his friend out of the room at these words, tells him to walk you to the bus stop like a gentleman, and winks at you knowingly.

Tendou, you realize, has known all along.

As you walk, Ushijima's hand haltingly brushing against yours at first, then gently taking your hand in his, you wonder what flower you’d give him.

Hydrangea. Gratitude for being understood.

#my writing #Haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu imagine #ushijima x reader #ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima fic #ushiwaka x reader #ushiwaka #tendou #hq tendou #gestures wildly #I have no idea what this is

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coconutdays · 2 years

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Watch out!

s. tendou feels bad for the girl with a too obvious crush on his best friend!

w. fem!reader , ushijima! x reader , fluff!

Tendou’s always felt bad for you. He really has due to the insufferable amount of times he’s caught you staring at Ushijima and yet have no progress with him whatsoever for the past year and a half.

He’s tried meddling, unbeknownst to you. You’re not friends, only classmates, but he finds the idea of you with his friend interesting. Your name has fallen from his lips more than once to his friend only to be met with a sentence of respect regarding your character—all good things, except they could be said about anyone else.

“She dedicates herself to her class work and is consistent in her efforts.” The ace nodded

“Aw but don’t you think she’s a cutie.” Tendou poked.

“I’m not one to relay on that matter.”

You’re cute! Tendou completely believes so or else he wouldn’t have said that to Ushijima in the first place, but apparently you’re just not it for him and it strikes an arrow in his heart to see you pine after someone so…indifferent.

However, he thinks you’ve given up by now, so at least he doesn’t feel as bad. You don’t look at his friend that much anymore. In fact, congratulating him on his wins after games were now directed at the entire team. Whenever you drop by during practice, you only seemed to direct your attention to the team manager, who happened to be your friend—Tendou knows since he’s seen you both giggling during lunch together.

He doesn’t feel so bad anymore, good for you, you’re moving on!

“Why is y/n talking to Iwaizumi?”

Oh?

You were up in the bleachers during a preliminary game for them against some random team hell bent on copying their techniques horribly—very annoying to deal with . Aoba Johsai had been watching, sitting close to you by the looks of it since you were now intently listening to Seijoh��s ace talk, a red tint on his cheeks.

Tendou bent the upper half of his body to get a good look at his friend, chaos lining his features as he teased him.

“Don’t know Ushiwaka! I assume he might be asking our dear y/n out on a date! He sure knows a cutie when he sees one! Why’d you ask?”

Ushijima was eyeing you from where he was down below, dripping in sweat and drinking from his water bottle feverishly.

“He may be making her uncomfortable.”

Tendou couldn’t stop the smile creeping onto his lips, “If she was uncomfortable, she’d walk away. And she’s not walking awayyyyy.”

“I want her to walk away.”

He tilted his head to the side, “Are you uncomfortable Ushiwaka?”

“Yes.”

“Why’s that?”

Tendou was met by the almost childish yet firm stare of Shiratorizawa’s ace, “I am worried for her.”

“Ah nevermind I get it! Seijoh’s a bunch of strangers! I’d be much more comfortable if Semi asked her out like he wanted to either way!”

“I would not.”

If Tendou could hang from the ceiling he would, but instead he'd settle for the incredible flexibility of his body to reel into Ushijima's personal space.

"Come again." He blinked, staring at him wildly

"I would not like for her to be asked out by either of them."

"Aw Ushiwaka. What'd she do to you? Can't a cutie get a boyfriend!"

"She hasn't done anything ill to me."

"You know for someone who doesn't know the concept of beating around the bush, you sure are good at it."

"What am I avoiding?"

If Tendou could shrivel on the floor like a dying flower, he would have done it by now due to such simple stupidity. However, the crimson haired blocker settled for laying a hand on his hip and another on his ace's shoulder for support.

"Listen, are you uncomfortable for y/n because you might just want to be the one to ask her out on a date?"

"How do I ask her?"

Tendou jumped away from him, waving his arms manically through the air, "SINCE WHEN DID YOU LIKE HER?"

"I believe you were the first person to ask me about her." Ushijima blinked at him.

"So what, you like the way she takes notes." Tendou deadpanned

"It is one of the things I admire."

Tendou stayed quiet for a moment, quickly peeking up at you before zipping his eyes back to Ushijima, hoping to get the response he oh so desperately wanted from him for so long, "Do you admire the way she looks?"

"Yes."

You let out a loud yelp as soon as you heard Tendou shout a 'y/n watch out!' and saw Iwaizumi stop the volleyball hurdling in your direction with a single hand.

There was a basket full of volleyballs next to them, so Tendou did what any good best friend would do. In a matter of milliseconds, he single handedly launched a ball in your and Iwaizumi's direction--he made the wild assumption that the latter would catch the ball if it got close to hitting you.

Great! Now he had your attention! And by default Iwaizumi's.

"Oh my! I'm afraid my spike rebounded!"

"You did not spike Te-"

"Anywhom! Dear y/n! What are you doing talking to another ace besides yours!" He jeered

"What?!" You squeaked, heat rising to your cheeks as you cluelessly blinked at him and Ushijima, who's eyes hadn't left you the moment this entire situation started.

Tendou pat Ushijima on the back as a gesture to you, "Our ace needs some motivation! We're going on our second set ya know!"

If your face could fall off from how hot it was, it would have done so ages ago, more so now as you stuttered for a response.

"Oh-oh. I don't-don't think Ushi-"

"I would appreciate any form of motivation."

"Iwaizumi's losin to Ushiwaka"

"He has zero luck!"

"SHUT UP!"

"From-from me?"

The firm nod that came from Ushijima made your knees almost buckle. You thought avoiding interaction with him would help you overcome your feelings for the blunt and simplistic giant, but apparently, it didn't. He looked cute nodding. Man.

You politely bowed away from the seijoh player and walked down the bleachers to minimize the distance between you and the fellow third years although they were on the floor below you.

"You don't need luck Ushijima!" You blurted, putting a small fist in the air, "Your efforts are what wins games!"

"Don't you wanna offer him some sort of prize." Tendou dragged on, eyes gleaming with malicious intent, "Like a date?"

"A date?! What-what does that mean?!"

“Ya know! The whole ‘I like you!’ ‘I like you too!’ ‘Let’s be together forever!’ date!”

What? You thought you had hidden your crush for Ushijima all this time. Had it really been so obvious? Even when you had been avoiding him lately? Are they making fun of you? No, Ushijima isn't one for being cruel in such a way.

“I-I heard you! Except Ushijima probably has better things to do! And-and he’s—”

“I have shown you my schedule before. I could show it to you again if you would like to see where my time is distributed.”

Did he just? Did he just say he was free for a date?

"You heard him! Ushiwaka can show you when he's free!"

"Um! So yeah! I would like to take you out for soba if you win Ushijima!"

"No."

Tendou and you both gazed at him manically before he added something else.

"If I win, would you allow me to take you out for soba. You may choose where if you like."

God, does he know how to scare people without being aware of it.

#haikyuu headcanon #haikyuu!!#ushijima scenarios #ushijima #ushijima fic #ushijima x you #ushijima fluff #ushiwaka #ushiwaka x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff

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ugh-tsumu · 11 months

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POV: You're co-parenting your baby doggo with your ex-boyfriend volleyball athlete (Ushijima Wakatoshi)

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natriae · 2 months

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thinking about my ushiwaka again 😪 so sad he's not real 😭😭

Ushijima who came a little bit out of his shell in college

Ushijima who's had a crush on you for forever

Ushijima who had an abusive mother and used volleyball as an escape and outlet for his anger

Ushijima who's social anxieties stem from his bad family life

Ushijima who has a hard time with confrontation, so he normally just nods his head when someone scolds him

Ushijima who will randomly tell you inspirational quotes

Ushijima who will quietly recite commercials word for word

Ushijima who genuinely does not realize his size. Thinks he's a lap dog fr

Ushijima who's favorite animal is a cow. He has plushes of them and little figurines in his room. They just make him so happy.

Ushijima who loves the bustling city life because it distracts him from his thoughts

Ushijima who knows a lot of random information because growing up he had many different hyperfications

Ushijima who wants nothing more than to be loved

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seijorhi · 5 months

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The last anon reminded me of a question I had about “Patience of a saint” in it you wrote that reader didn’t have any idea about the weeks leading up to her meeting Ushijima, and that during the fic this isn’t the first time he’s seen her naked, but the first time he can enjoy it. Were you implying that Ushijima had stalked the reader before they “met” (hence why he had seen her naked before)?

:))

#yea there’s a few lil hints in the fic that #ushiwaka is a big ‘ol stalker #rhi answers #fic asks #patience of a saint

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honeyael · 2 years

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does anyone celebrate their anniversary with a fictional character? oh, just me? well... here's a self-indulgent anniversary delusion fic 🥰 lower case intended! 500+ wc

cw: SPOILERS FOR SPIDER-MAN NO WAY HOME!

today marks another 365th day of us being together. some opt to celebrate with fancy dinners or a toast on a yacht. for us though, it's no way home and takeout. it's quite entertaining to watch toshi try to make sense of the movie. the way his eyebrows crease combined with his head tilting signals just that.

"it's just a movie, toshi. don't think too much about it." i reminded him.

"i guess if they have magic there then that's possible." he reasons to himself.

i believe love in little things. just like how mj held out peter's shirt right where his arms was so he can easily put it on and not be half-naked while distracting talking to aunt may. a second, blink and you'll miss it action that shows how much she cares for him. how in tune she is to his needs. how innate her love is that it's second nature.

"here, my love" he says, handing me a glass.

"thank you" i smiled at him. truly, i am grateful. i found my mj. a person who's love for me is second nature. i can sense it while sipping the half-cold half-roomtemp water just as he know i prefer. he knows how cold makes my teeth tingle in pain. he knows what i need.

"that dr. strange must've been wondering how long would he need to hold on."

though what he didn't know was how emotional the movie is. 'it's spider-man. they'll fight, he'll lose at first, he'll talk to somebody, learn something, and beat the villain.' he probably thought. well now, his sleeve is damp because of my tears. it's not my fault that the desperation on zendaya's face while trying to find a way to not forget peter is making my tear gates burst open.

like how mj hates magic, i hate goodbyes. and i hope to never say those words to him. the thought of toshi forgetting who i am is terrifying. before i could make myself cry even further, i heard him speak.

i couldn't help the tears this time but not because of sadness, no. his comment came out of nowhere and during an emotional scene at that. him being the ushijima wakatoshi that he is, is wondering about the greater things.

"why are you laughing? he's holding the universe. that must be extremely hard." he defended.

"yes, it is. i just didn't expect that." i say as i catch my breath, stomach sore from laughter.

"i made you smile" he focuses on me, his eyes examining my features as if committing it to memory, like he's to forget.

"actually, that was a laugh, my love." i do the same, feeling time and space bend and stop.

it's just us.

in our home.

surrounded by half-eaten food.

feeling the time nearing, the two characters sealed goodbyes and promises of meeting again with a kiss as we did. if we were to forget, i know i'd be broken. but i see it as a chance to fall in love with him over again. like the first time. like how it was years ago.

with ifs aside, today is a day i won't forget. another year of us together. another year grateful i found my way to you, my home.

happy second anniversary to my beloved 🫶 thank u for reading this btw pff this acc was dead for a while. i am cooking something in google docs tho and ofc it's a toshi fic. hopefully i get it done soon <33 (it's a series this time hhehhe)

#yawakacanon #yael.toshibrainrots #ushijima x reader #haikyuu ushijima #haikyuu ushiwaka #ushijima imagine #ushijima scenarios #hq ushijima #ushijima oneshot #ushijima fluff #ushijima fic #haikyuu x reader

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coconutlimeverbena · 2 years

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It's Ushijima Wakatoshi and Aone Takanobu's birthday, so read Let the Bodies Hit the Floor, a one-shot about their cute friendship (1K words, Teen Audiences, no ships)

(Late because I had the post in my drafts, edited it, and never actually hit Post🙃🙃)

#fic recs #aone takanobu #Ushijima wakatoshi #ushiwaka #hinata shouyou #haikyuu #haikyuu fanfic #brotp #platonic relationship #my posts

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cocksuki2 · 2 years

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hey guys I’m here to talk about my urge…..

what if….. in the tendou fic…… i let it run a little longer than the initial get together so that I can have tendou answer a phone call while he fucks ur lights out??? question mark?

#it so DOES NOT fit w the vibe of it #i might have to make it like a side drabble yk?#bc in this fic tendou IS that type but not in the like ‘I’m jealous’ way #but I’m the ‘omg ushiwaka is calling’ and answering it bc ‘it’s our bedtime call :((‘

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bumbledi · 8 months

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♡Daddy’s sunshine♡

time skip! Ushijima Wakatoshi and his daughter

Genre: fluff

Summary: Wakatoshi and parenthood

Note: Thank you so much for all the likes! I’m just here to give my boy Wakatoshi the recognition he deserves. I apologize if there’s any misspellings!

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

Little Megumi is about to turn 5 months and she changes everyday…

She’s now teething and she’s definitely more active, she giggles a lot and she is learning how to roll over her tummy and so.

You came back to work a couple of weeks ago, you are mostly working from home but sometimes you drop by the office at special times. And Wakatoshi is currently taking the season off, it’s easier for you to work mostly from home and he being at home helping with Megumi.

“Time for me to go” you said entering the kitchen with your bag in hand

“Don’t forget your bento…” your husband said while washing the dishes

“When did I get myself a trophy husband?” You said hugging your husband from the back and kissing his shoulder

“I thought I’ve always been one…” he said, making you laugh.

“I’ll come back around 4 or 5 pm” you said grabbing the the lunch bag with the bento your husband prepared for you.

“Have a good day, darling”

“You too…”

Once you turned around, you saw little Megumi on her high chair biting on her teething toy and Mochi was watching her while sitting on the counter next to her.

“See you later, my baby” you get closer to her and she immediately hold up her free hand, trying to touch you, only for you to kiss her chubby hand “mommy loves you” after that, you kissed her cheek multiple times and after petting Mochi too, you walked to the front door. “I’ll be out now”

“Take care!”

You put on your shoes and walked out the door.

After that, it was only Wakatoshi and Megumi (and Mochi of course).

You move he is done with the dishes, he starts making himself a protein shake so he can drink before his run.

“Once I’m done with his, we’ll go for our run, Megumi-chan…”

Since Megumi was 1 month old Wakatoshi started to take morning runs with her, he puts her in her stroller and go out for around an hour.

After a quick nappy change, getting her into some warmer clothes and making sure he had packed a change of clothes, her pacifier, a toy and anything that her daughter might need, they were ready to head out.

He would place a cover over the stroller to protect Megumi from the cold morning breeze, specially since the weather is getting a little cold and he likes to take very early runs because is less likely to be approach or recognize.

It felt so good to have even an hour to do something that he enjoyed back into his life. The last couple of months have been so intense, he would have never imagine something that is not an intense training session would be as exhausting as taking care of his daughter.

But it was all worth it, she was growing strong and healthy and only with the slightest glare at her, his days would get instantly better. She has some big lashes that he would stare at for hours and some chubby cheeks and hands he would kiss without getting tired. He never thought someone would be as close as perfect as you are but looking at his daughter made his heart beat with joy.

Like in this moment, he was simply starting at her while she slept soundly. He paid the combini onigiris he got for you and headed back home.

As he was almost getting home, Megumi started to get fuzzy, it was almost time to eat.

“we’re here Megumi-chan… hold on”

He hurried to get into the apartment and as soon as he was in, he started to prepare her bottle.

“You don’t need a nappy change too, right?”

As soon as he realized she didn’t, he check if the bottle was right and started feeding her while sitting on the couch.

“Thanks for eating so good…”

One she was done, he burped her and proceeded to rock her so she could take her first nap.

She would hold her hand up so she could touch her daddy’s face until her little eyes were closed.

Wakatoshi would place her on her automatic rocker and literally run to take a quick shower. He knew leaving the baby alone wasn’t the best option but he tried his best even without someone there to help.

Thank god, Megumi was sleeping peacefully when he came back and that gave him extra time to do some chores. Feed and play with Mochi, check some emails and even watch some volleyball matches’ recordings.

Once his little girl started to wake up, she demanded attention.

“Yes, yes, I’m here, baby…”

He took her out of her sit and she immediately stopped. She loves being with her dad.

“You good? What about some tummy time now?”

He place her face-up on her mat, and she immediately started to try to roll over.

“There you go, use your legs Megumi… Like we practiced” and as if she understood his words, she rolled over. “That’s it! Nice job Megumi-chan!” Seeing his daughter’s achievements was the best thing he has ever experienced, it made him feel as good as winning a match.

He saw how Mochi started approaching her and rubbing her head against Megumi’s. She loves the little human too.

The whole morning was filled with strength exercises for Megumi and a couple of nappy changes, until it was time for her second nap. Until then Wakatoshi stud-up and ate his lunch, some tonkatsu that was left and rice was enough.

Megumi was still sleeping so he decided to start preparing the dinner. He thought something easy and common will be fine. He prepared some miso soup, grilled fish with salad on the side and obviously some rice.

The was getting the rice cooker ready when he started to hear some fuss that turned into crying.

He looked over to the living room that was right in front of him and so his girl waking up, a little earlier than usual, maybe she needs another nappy change.

He hurried with the rice, washed his hands and rushed to pick up Megumi. And indeed, she needed to be changed.

“Just in time, baby. Mommy will be here soon and we ran out of nattō for her” without wasting any more time, he put her on her carrier, put a hat on her head, he doesn’t want to risk it and have her face all over the internet. Once they were ready, he walked to the closest konbini. Thankfully nobody approached him but he definitely got recognized by the cashier.

They came back quickly, he left the nattō on the counter and then left Megumi sitting on her mat again this time he laid down next to her and she immediately giggled and approached his face to hug it and gave him what looked like kisses, making her dad laugh. Not long after, the sound of the front door caught his attention.

“I’m home!” You sang while taking off your shoes.

“Welcome home!”

You walked into your house and found your husband laying on the floor with your baby smooching his face.

“What’s going on here?” You said giggling.

“Bonding time…” he answered.

Just by hearing your voice, Megumi started to coo and tried to reach her hands so you could pick her up.

“Megumi-Chan, Megumi-Chan!” You left your stuff on the counter and hurried to pick your daughter up “how are you, my love?” You kissed her head and hugged her “did you have fun with daddy?” She reached to touch your face and smiled “I can tell!” You kissed her again “I missed you so much…” you hugged her again.

“And me?” You heard your husband

“How could I not?” You approached him and held his face with one hand so you could kiss him “you worked hard, my love” he gave you a warm smile. Not late after, you felt something walking between your legs. “Hello, Mochi! Did you miss mommy too?” She meowed, making you laugh.

“You hungry? I fixed you some dinner”

“For real?” He nodded “thanks, my love!”

You three, walked to the kitchen and continued talking about the day.

And Wakatoshi could only look closely to you, holding his daughter while talking to her and explaining what was in the pots.

That a perfect sight… He couldn’t ask for anything better.

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