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kimbapisnotsushi · 1 year
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haikyuu is cool because you go and read things like "talent is something you make bloom, instinct is something you polish" "because people don't have wings we look for others way to fly" "today you are the defeated. what will you become tomorrow?" "we are the protagonists of the world" "and if you get really really good, someone even better will come and find you". and you read about how like. kageyama was learning to love again after it was ripped away from him and hinata was learning that he could jump high enough to become the sun itself and oikawa and ushijima and atsumu and kuroo and everyone else were all learning and trying and living with the hopes of becoming something greater than they ever could have dreamed but that something greater wasn't about winning it all it was about how they were so intricately tied that they will forever be part of the same path no matter how many times it splits and it's THE reason they are able to keep moving forward no matter what they may face. and then you're just expected to continue your life afterwards like nothing HAPPENED.
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emmyrosee · 5 months
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“I’m sorry we have to break up.”
“…pardon?”
Wakatoshi’s olive eyes peer over his book at you, brow cocked in confusion as you stand above him, your hands on your hips. You don’t look any sort of remorseful or upset; just mildly bored with the fact you’ve just walked up to him and said you’d have to break up.
Like telling him it was raining outside.
You sigh, “we’re just not compatible.”
“Do… you feel that way? Have I done something?” Worry crosses his features, trying to map out what he’s done to upset you, if anything.
“Oh! No, not at all,” you say, and when you provide no other context, he raises his brow and you must notice his growing annoyance because you shrug at him, “my horoscope says we’re not compatible. And I just don’t want to waste my time if we’re not going to make it.”
This, has wakatoshi chuckling. He closes his book and gently shifts to make himself comfortable in the dip of the cushions. “Make it?”
“Look; our signs just aren’t compatible right now.” You smile at him softly, “maybe one day we’ll be there.”
“Im sorry, you must tell me more.” When you flash him a look, he scoffs, “I was reading my book perfectly fine, now you’re telling me we’re not going to be together anymore. I need help understanding.”
You unlock and pass him your phone, his big hand taking it from you before looking at your astrology chart, furrowing his brows as his eyes glaze the contents.
“Non-compatible with leo’s, it says.”
“Yeah,” you confirm.
“And… I’m assuming I’m a leo?”
“Sure are.”
“You’re not seriously about to leave me because the stars said so, correct?”
You cock your brow. He rolls his eyes.
“That should not surprise you,” you say, and he sighs and flicks his eyes up to you.
“It shouldn’t, but it does.”
You scoff, “how august-leo of you.”
“I swear to all of the gods, benevolent and not, do not start using this against me.”
“It’s not me, it’s you, toshi.”
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noranb · 1 year
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bbq with team japan!!
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ushikage-luvr · 6 months
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I love these tiny panels because it looks like Ushijima's crush just walked into the room and his friends are teasing him about it
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osamusriceballs · 10 months
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Last-Minute Plans
Ushijima x fem reader
Warnings: NSFW (cockwarming, rather soft)
Words: ~ 1,5 k
About: Wakatoshi got a ring for you, and he needs to make sure it fits.
A/n: Happy Birthday to our beloved Wakatoshi-kun~
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"It fits,"
he mumbles with a sigh of relief, one he hadn't realized he was holding. He looks contently at the jewelry now adorning your ring finger.
Ushijima knows that he's late with this. He should have attempted this plan a long time ago; he despises last-minute actions. Lately, however, you've insisted on waiting until he returns home late from practice due to extended training sessions just before the crucial match, making it impossible for him to secretly slip that ring onto your finger to see if it fits. He's aware he hasn't been giving you the time you deserve lately, but he's determined to make it up as soon as he can. He intends to spoil you as soon as the match is over and his schedule finally allows him to have more free time, treating you like the princess you are.
He had nearly abandoned the idea of trying the ring on your finger. He considered simply hoping for the best, planning to alter the ring quickly after proposing if it didn't fit. He knows you wouldn't have minded, but he wanted this moment to be perfect. The first difficulty he had encountered, however, was that you had rings in various sizes in your jewelry box- probably for different fingers, but even after sorting through them, he was still not convinced that he chose the right size.
Relief washes over him as he sees the ring fitting comfortably, and for a short moment, he envisions your future together. He dreams of having you sleep beside him every night, of going on the vacation you've always dreamed of, and of giving you the beautiful wedding ceremony you've always wanted. He's already asked Tendou to be his best man and informed his parents of his plans. He even decided to send his father a notice that his son will be getting married soon—hopefully.
The ring looks stunning on your hand. It's noticeable yet subtly elegant. He's confident you'll love it; you've often praised his taste, describing him as simple in his choices, which you adore.
His gaze drifts to your peaceful sleeping form. You must be exhausted not to have woken up yet. Normally, you'd wait until he returns or awaken when he quietly lies down beside you, an act he's yet to master. You'd always greet him with a tender kiss, a gesture he cherishes most during his days and misses the most when he's away. Yet, you sleep soundly, your face soft, breathing steady. You're wearing one of his shirts, the old Shiratorizawa jersey you claim is the comfiest—adorable on you, he agrees.
He's fairly certain you're wearing only flimsy panties beneath, but he'll take his sweet time tomorrow to explore every inch of your body.
"Toshi," your sleepy voice pulls him from his daydreams, and he quickly hides the ring, clutching your hand in his. You stir, turning towards him, brows furrowing as you reach out blindly.
"Y/n, go back to sleep. It's late," he murmurs in a soothing tone, knowing you find his voice calming.
"I missed you," you groan, squinting your eyes as you try to make out his face in the dimly lit room.
"I missed you too," he replies, smiling softly and leaning down to press a tender kiss to your lips. You smile in return, bringing your free hand to his cheek, a bit clumsily—almost slapping his face, but he doesn't mind; he is simply happy having you close.
"You haven't shaved today," you mumble as you caress his cheek. He hums in response. "I forgot. Does it bother you?"
"No, it doesn't. But you never forget to shave. What was on your mind today?"
You, he thinks, but for once, he refrains from sharing his thoughts. He needs to distract you, to take back the ring unnoticed. How you haven't noticed it so far surprises him.
"I was thinking about…" he begins, his voice trailing off, unsure how to respond without you getting suspicious.
"Wakatoshi, come to bed. You seem really tired," you yawn, and he suddenly knows what he needs to do.
Ushijima leans down to kiss you again, this time deepening the kiss with more passion. He feels your response, your body arching into his touch, your lips moving in sync with his.
"Toshi," you're already breathless after a few kisses, and he finally feels your hand relax, fingers intertwining with his with the metal still on your finger. He typically holds your hand more firmly, but now he keeps his grip gentle, ensuring you don't feel the ring on your finger. With his free hand, he traces the hem of your shirt, his fingers gliding beneath the fabric, encountering the softness of your skin.
"Want you, but I'm tired," you whisper against his lips, prompting him to nuzzle against your neck. "Should I pleasure you? Should I make you feel full?" You moan softly and weakly nod, your eyes barely open in the dark room. Unbeknownst to you, a wave of relief washes over him. This may not be going exactly as he planned, but making love to you with the ring already on your finger is better than he could have imagined.
He quickly runs through potential scenarios in which he could smoothly slide the ring off your finger, deciding to position himself behind you while maintaining a hold on your hand in front of your body. Shifting his body weight, he maneuvers behind you until his chest presses against your back. He skillfully settles beneath the blanket without releasing your hand, making sure not to tighten his grip around your fingers. His lips find your neck, where he places the gentlest kisses against your skin, earning the softest, most beautiful moans from your lips. His hips begin to rhythmically move against your backside, and he feels how he hardens in his pants.
You contently hum while you lean into his touch, raising one leg to allow him to slip his thigh between yours. "Feels good," you murmur as he starts a grinding motion against your pussy. He feels his growing need, a nearly instinctive response to your body. His earlier suspicion about you wearing only his shirt and panties appears accurate; that much he notices when his shorts ride up and his bare thigh grinds against your cunt. As much as he wants the feeling of your bare skin against his, he knows that undressing might raise too much suspicion. Instead, he guides his free hand downward, gently tracing circles against your clothed center.
"You're so perfect. So beautiful. I love you so much," he whispers into your ear, causing you to shudder in his arms. Your grip on his hand tightens, while your other hand softly clutches the sheets. He understands your needs. Grateful that he's still wearing the soft shorts, he pushes them down slightly, quickly freeing his cock.
"Should I use some lube?" he asks, concern lacing his voice, worried about hurting you since he hasn't fully prepared you yet—a truly challenging task when ensuring your hand remains held and he can only use one hand properly.
"Think I'm wet enough," you mumble, and he dips two fingers between your folds to confirm, and he is rewarded with enough arousal to forget about his worries.
As much as he wants to ravish you right now, he knows you would probably drift off to sleep if he makes love to you tenderly—so that's precisely what he does. He gently spreads your legs further with his thigh, allowing his cock to rest between your legs. It has almost become a routine for him to set aside your panties and gradually ease his cock inside you- a practice that you often do after he comes home late from his practice sessions.
A breathy moan escapes your lips at the stretch, and he feels his own body tensing at the sensation of your soft walls around him. He continues to push until he's fully inside of you. You always take him so well—it feels breathtaking to be buried deep inside you. He still hopes you'll succumb to sleep in this embrace, even though he's surely wide awake himself.
"Feels good," you hum, your breathing gradually returning to a steady rhythm. He pulls you closer, inhaling the soothing flowery scent of your hair- a scent that always brings him comfort and calms his mind when he can't seem to rest. You might not fully grasp how much he loves you—how every fiber of his being yearns for you, how he wishes for you to be happy and to be his. This is precisely why he plans to propose to you tomorrow and to place the ring back on your finger. You wouldn't refuse him on his birthday, would you?
"Sleep well, my love."
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revasserium · 11 months
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men who, when you try to pull your hand away from them, frown and pause and hold on tighter, pulling you in till you're bumping into their side, and when you blink up at them, asking what's wrong -- they just say, "don't let go."
and then much, much later, "i don't like it when you try to let go."
KAGEYAMA, aone, ushijima?, TSUKKI, sae, nagi, RIN
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mantareidraws · 11 months
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☀️🏖️🍉
A gacha postcard I designed for @/hqsummercse over on twt!! Would I entrust ushiwaka to handle my passport, boarding pass, itinerary, and accommodation plans... ABSOLUTELY 🫣
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mysterystarz · 2 months
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bro nobody ever talks about the duality of dating oikawa tooru because yes he is loving and caring and cutely nerdy and will dote over you and hold you in highest esteem but he will also be insecure and prideful and want to always prove something and be stubborn on this yes he would be the most attentive and always try to do cutesy thoughtful gestures and give warm hugs but he would also most likely dislike being apart from you for long periods of time and always compare himself to other people
yes he would absolutely do anything he could to make you feel loved and appreciated but he will also be super emotional at times and find it difficult to consider your feelings if he's really toughing something out
like with any relationship, there are always going to be pros and cons, but I assure you that tooru is definitely one of the bfs who would listen to anything you have to say and better himself <3
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delirious-donna · 3 months
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Donnaaaaaa………just thinking about kissing HQ men like Akaashi, Ushijima, n Kags :<
what kind of kissers would you consider them? where do you think they prefer to kiss you? hehe
Hey Grey!! Mm, soft kisses are on my mind today so this was a lovely ask! <3
Akaashi Keiji
He is a patient kisser. Akaashi wants you absolutely desperate for him, for his lips. The man is calculated and precise, brushing his lips at the shell of your ear and planting kisses to the inside of your wrist. Anything that will make your heart flutter just for him. Personally, I don’t think he always wants to drive the kiss and is happy to let you lead, he might even let out a moan if you push your tongue over his teeth… 🤭
Given that he is a clever man, forever strategising, this does mean that sometimes he can get lost in it. Where does he kiss first once he has you beneath him? Your chest, the sweet crook of your neck, your swollen lips (either set 😏)? Give him direction because he works well with it. Every part of you is his favourite part so please tell him where you want his mouth and he’ll worship you as you deserve.
Ushijima Wakatoshi
He’s a stoic man, there’s no getting past that, but he loves deeply. Honestly? I think he would be a very passionate kisser. He isn’t into PDA but in the sanctity of your home he is known to pull you onto his lap when his kisses deepen. Ushijima doesn’t know how to feel only on a surface level, he is an all or nothing man imo, and you are his everything. If he wants to kiss you then it’s going to be deep nearly every single time.
As for where he likes to kiss you? Your lips, of course. He’s traditional like that, and you fit so perfectly against him. But when I say your lips, that is not neglecting the set between your legs… he is a ravenous man when it comes to eating pussy, and can become drunk on your arousal insanely easily. For someone that doesn’t emote outwardly very often, he sure does smile real wide and lopsided when his chin and mouth are glossy and slick.
Kageyama Tobio
Surprisingly tender? He just craves that reassurances that sometimes he can only get from you. For someone so talented and skilled in his profession, he can be self-conscious in his personal life. It took him an age to find the nerve to ask you out, and now that he has you in his life, he never wants to lose you. Kisses are a way of grounding him when his mind is hectic and he savours those moments when he can pull you close and taste you.
The crook of your neck is his second home. Kageyama will spend so long buried into the soft juncture between your neck and shoulder. He loves to inhale your scent mingled with the dabs of your perfume. His lips skate over your collarbone and settle against the rhythmic pulse in your neck. He loves to feel your fingers card through his hair and if you’re draped over his lap then he’s not easily going to be moved. He has all the time in the world so why not indulge until you’re begging for more?
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liquidcatt · 9 months
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Hearing Taylor Swifts ‘Love Story’ and you imagine yourself and him meeting and in the end he sings: "Marry me, Juliet. You'll never have to be alone. I love you and that's all I really know. I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress. It's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes”. You say ‘yes’, run into his arms, crying tears of joy with him.
Bokuto, Akaashi, Kageyama, Hinata, Gary Goodspeed, Atsumu, Oikawa, Daichi, Kita, Kuroo, Asahi, Sugawara, Ushijima (+ your fav)
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kimbapisnotsushi · 10 months
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genuinely it's crazy how you can tell that ushijima's mother's family and their influence on him is like a fucking leash. like a goddamned dog collar. like something he was trained to wear. like, we see him with utsui before utsui leaves and utsui tells him good things!! important things!! things that wouldn't have made ushijima an asshole!! he tells ushijima that a strong team is one that has interesting people!! he tells ushijima that he'll combat all sorts of types!! strong types!! strange types!! new types!! he tells ushijima that these encounters will make him STRONGER!! the implication is that ushijima shouldn't believe he's the end-all-be-all because he doesn't get stronger that way!! he's meant to grow from acknowledging the strength of others!!
but then utsui takes off to the other side of the fucking world and ushijima is left with family who don't quite know what to do with him and don't quite understand him but still try to drill every bit of whatever they didn't promise utsui into his head, and the only space he feels safe in is where he meets someone who tells him that being strong is the only way to survive and it's the only out ushijima has, and so he grows up believing he cannot be anything else and that nobody should be anything else with his memories of utsui buried beneath a grave . . .
. . . until he's up against a boy who beat the odds he never could, a boy who helps him realize that there's more than one way to be strong, a boy who helps him remember his father, helps him remember no matter what you choose, wakatoshi, i hope you'll come to like volleyball, and ushijima thinks that, maybe, he's always had what he's been missing this whole time.
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ushikage-luvr · 6 months
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Ushijima and Kageyama smiling appreciation post
Heartfelt smiles ☺️
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Conscious smiles 😬
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sunflowersatori · 11 months
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“We’re best friends” Tendou says as he smiles and takes a seat on Ushijima’s bunk. He’s brought some manga and some snacks and it’s the first time Ushijima hasn't felt lonely in his entire life.
“We’re best friends” Tendou says when one of the older starters asks if they’re friends one day at practice. The starting line has just been picked and Ushijima likes knowing Tendou will be right there with him as they take on the competition.
“We’re best friends” Tendou says as they cool down after the loss against Karasuno. Ushijima will continue volleyball and Tendou will not, but this is the promise that their diverging paths will not change their relationship.  
“We’re best friends” Tendou says at the airport. He’s still cheerful even if his eyes are tearing up. Ushijima knows he has to go to France to chase his dream, but wishes more than anything that he could stay.
“We’re best friends” Tendou says over the phone after he tells Ushijima what he needs to do to succeed. Ushijima trusts Tendou’s  thoughts as if they were his own.
“We’re best friends” Tendou says when they bring Ushijima on as a guest for his documentary. He says it too, because they are and because he’s so proud of Tendou, but lately it’s starting to feel a bit different.
“We’re best friends” Tendou says in reassurance after Ushijima kisses him and then wonders out loud if they’ll be able to temporarily handle a long distance relationship. It makes him feel warm and sticky inside and he wonders if Tendou's hands on his face are making him melt like chocolate.
“We’re best friends” Tendou says after being asked by a reporter about the engagement announcement. He’s right. They are best friends first, teammates, supporters, lovers, now fiancés.
“We’re best friends” Tendou says drowsily, and Ushijima just smiles and holds his husband closer to him as they both drift off to sleep.
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izvmimi · 8 months
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ok ok question! are you the same in every selfship or do some parts get accentuated more based on the f/o?
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emmyrosee · 2 years
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At work, thinking about the beefiest boys in haikyuu, here’s my compiled list. In no order, but Osamu’s first bc we’re married
1.) osamu miya, biggest thickest boy in the game. Could crush you with one thunder thigh. Works out 23/6.5, only stops to eat food and kiss you. Has, in fact, bench-pressed you once as a point, threatens to do it again when you get sassy. 100/10, my factual husband.
2.) Bokuto, hunkiest himbo with an absolute mammoth of a body. Has absolutely no issue with lifting you up and onto his shoulders at any given time, even in stores to reach something. He pouts as he gets yelled at by the employees, but smiles when you tell him you had fun. Only slightly pouty bc he works all that beef off in practice and knows how much you love it.
3.) Ushijima. Boy could swallow you like an anaconda. Will suffocate you in his chest and pecs if you ask him for a hug. Likes laying on top of you like a big lap dog and you don’t mind seeing the gates of heaven as he does. He’s so pretty. God I’m in love with him. 10/10 man.
4.) Iwaizumi, the OG hunk with the dump truck. Literally so big he, in fact, has to turn adjust his seat in every car he’s ever been in. His shirts absolutely devour your frame, and it drives him wild to see you in them. Will not take you when he goes clothes shopping because the way he wants to Hulk out of everything he tries on makes you froth.
5.) Sakusa. I swear to gOD THAT MAN IS BIG. Whole Instagram explore page is people doing deadlifts and recipes for protein snacks. Palms volleyballs just. Causally. Like anyone can do it. Can cup your hands in his paws effortlessly, and when you annoy him, he just lays his palm on your face with a faux-soothing “shhhh…” like that’s a big man. Picks you up causally, either to move you to bed, put you in his lap, or just to make you shriek. Gives you his workout shorts to wear as pajamas, and absolutely laughs when you put them on, and they comically pool around your ankles. He’s big.
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215-luv · 2 years
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“ My father raised me to act with honor, but that honor is hanging by a thread that grows more precarious with every moment I spend in your presence. You are the bane of my existence and the object of all my desires. Night and day, I dream of you. ”
— SAKUSA KIYOOMI, KAGEYAMA TOBIO, KUROO TETSURO, OIKAWA TOORU, MIYA TWINS, SUNA RINTARO, DAICHI SAWAMURA, AKAASHI KEIJI, USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI, SEMI EITA, IWAIZUMI HAJIME + OOTORI KYOYA
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