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forusomimiya · 1 year
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Ushijima praising your beautiful pussy that he abuses until he sees his cock covered in white. He'll hold your hips and just watch you devour his cock endlessly.
"Don't stop please, keep - fucking me baby. Keep sucking me s-so good… this cock is all yours, all yours babe… keep it up."
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kisskawa · 11 months
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— apollo
ushijima feels heavy.
it’s the first day off from the season and whilst you’d been content just to lay in bed for too long and amble slowly around the house, ushijima had been adamant in going out for “a proper date.” it’d been too long since one, time filled by countless early morning practices where he tore himself from your side and lonely evenings where you longed for his presence.
you wonder as you lay under the sunshine, empty bag strewn beside your shoes and stray blades of grass poking at your ankles, how ushijima had known this would feel so different. as if by being outside, the activity had become entirely dissimilar from your original plans.
now, ushijima’s head rests in your lap, hands tucked under his frame as he faces inwards, cheek pressed against the meat of your thigh. it makes you smile, knowing that for all his reliance on his hands, ushijima had found it fit to hide them away when with you. they’d taken a battering over the last few months and you didn’t seem to mind letting ushijima borrow yours as he took the time to heal.
with little to currently do, your fingers have found purchase in his hair, raking through over and over until his mind is soothed and there are soft rows breaking up olive locks.
when you pause contact for a split second, fingertips leaving a lasting impression on ushijima’s scalp, a tiny noise escapes the back of his throat. it’s somewhere between a mix of a whine and a sigh, and yet ushijima can’t find it in himself to feel embarrassed, all too unhappy at the loss of your touch.
you return with a flower. plucked gently from the grass beside your blanket, you tuck the stem behind wakatoshi’s ear with a satisfied hum.
the new sensation has ushijima opening his eyes, gaze bleary and dazed. his mind feels syrupy, thick with joy and affection. any coherent thought has since left and every action, every blink feels sluggish and slow. enveloped by both the sun’s heat and yours, ushijima doesn’t think he can move a single limb. he knows he doesn’t want to.
your lips move without ushijima hearing, his eyelids fluttering and lashes kissing at his skin.
ushijima’s lack of reaction has you tilting your head to one side, bottom lip jutting out into the softest of pouts. looking up at you, wakatoshi can’t help but stare. the sun sits behind you, framing you with a pretty halo and illuminating your whole being. it makes you look romantic in a way ushijima never really did have the words for, like an old painting or idyllic melody. and though able to reach out a dependable hand and brush skin against skin, wakatoshi can’t quite believe you’re truly real.
“did you hear me?” you break his spell, voice enchanting and honeyed.
wordlessly, wakatoshi shakes his head, mouth feeling as if sugar had cloyed behind his teeth and on his tongue. the skin on his cheek pulls as he takes the chance to angle himself upwards, now able to drink in more of you. he tries his best not to get distracted this time round.
“didn’t think so,” you murmur, cheeky grin stretching your lips, “said you look pretty with that flower there, ‘toshi.”
it’s a losing battle. wakatoshi’s head sinks back down at the compliment, entirely pleased. and as his eyes droop comfortably shut once more, warmth radiates noticably from his cheeks. it feels like sunlight.
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classyinnie · 1 year
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“Did you ever plan on getting a relationship?” The interviewer asked.
"No, I was too preoccupied with volleyball to care."
“What made you change your mind?” 
Beyond the reporters, mics, and cameras, his gaze finds yours in the crowd. "The mere possibility that someone out there was worth the wait."
The interviewer noticed the softness in his eyes and tried to follow his line of sight, but he had already directed his gaze back to them before they could turn around. 
“Well, were they worth the wait?”
He smiles. “Always.”
—ATSUMU, Kageyama, OIKAWA, HINATA, Sakusa, Ushijima, Suna, Bokuto
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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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saksukei · 10 months
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five times you fell in love with ushijima wakatoshi.
masterlist | sorry this is really long. I just love him sm <3
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01. that one day when he walked you home and stayed for dinner. your mother had told ushijima she had never found the neighborhood safe, so he made it a point to walk you back everyday after his practices.
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you came upon a startling realization during this time. ushijima was definitely raised like a gentleman. he would never let you walk on the outer side of the sidewalk. anytime you were on the outer side, he'd take a step back and go around you. always.
“thank you for dropping me home, wakatoshi,” you told him. it was a routine for you to say this and for him to reply that you shouldn't thank him for this.
“i am thankful though. especially for you not letting me walk on the outer side,” you explain and ushijima feels like he's been caught off guard. he did do it unintentionally most of the time, yes, but he makes sure of it when he's with you. its also partly because you sometimes get so carried away telling him about your day, he worries you might accidentally stumble on the street and he can't have that.
“you read me well,” he admits, a chuckle escaping his lips.
“well it's because i'm just happy to be graced by the presence of the ace of shiratorizawa,” you joke.
“you think too highly of me, you know that?”
“i don't see why I shouldn't,” you retort. “do you want to come in for dinner?”
you assume he's going to refuse since he has to be home in an hour to study and do his homework. and you know better than anyone that he doesn't take a single day off, no matter what. be it hail, sleet, snow or a tornado, ushijima would never rest.
he takes a minute to think till he replies, “yeah sure.”
you mask your shock well, you open the door and let him in. and you can already feel the butterflies in your stomach. maybe you don't view him as a friend, but something more.
02. when you told him he was boring. it wasn't intentional, no. ushijima is fun but just not without planning out the fun? so when you tell him that you're gonna go out in the rain, he's definitely hesitant to join. you don't force him to join you which he's grateful for.
but when he sees the smile on your face, as raindrops trickle down, he thinks to hell with it. you're awestruck when he does join in, his eyes taped shut, as he lets himself feel each raindrop falling on his skin.
“toshi” you call out, only for his eyes to meet yours, slowly adjusting to the light. you laugh and he thinks he's never heard a better sound.
“i’ve never done this before.t I wouldn't have, if it wasn't for you,” he admits, letting his rigid body go lose.
“don’t go all soft on me big guy,” you retort, a grin on your face.
“i can't help it.”
and you can't help falling in love with him either.
03. when you spent an afternoon in his childhood bedroom. ushijima’s mother had invited the two of you for dinner, telling you to take a look at wakatoshi’s old room.
volleyball and manga posters were lined on the side of his wall, with some of his trophies and pictures with his best friend tendou.
“can’t believe i’m lucky enough to be here,” you joke, a playful smile tugging on your lips.
“can’t believe i’m lucky enough to bring you here,” he responds, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
“although I think I should be jealous because from the looks of this bedroom, it feels like you've been dating tendou,” you pointed at the wide array of pictures of the two.
ushijima throws his head back in laughter, “i kept our pictures hidden from mom,” he replies. you knew his mother was a little critical of his choices as a teenager. “wait–” he opened his cupboard and started rummaging through the drawers only to pull out a shoebox.
“this has all of our pictures,” he hands the box to you. you open it, only to find ushijima saving up not only pictures, but movie tickets, little letters you wrote for him, the bracelets you made, the cute doodles you drew on his notebook perfectly cut off alongside birthday cards and a childhood photo that you gave him.
“i never knew you saved all of this stuff,” you whispered. you never took ushijima for the sentimental type, especially not the one to save what you referred to as your ‘romantic garbage.’
“of course I would,” he shrugs. “it might be garbage to you but it meant the world to me and it still does. I save stuff till this day,” he admits.
this man really does catch you off guard, doesn't he?
04. when you were having a difficult time. while he's a world renowned player that definitely has more than enough on his mind given the upcoming championship, all of that becomes irrelevant when he catches you with tears sliding down your face after coming home back early from his practice.
“t–toshi, you're home?” you whisper, quickly trying to wipe the tears of your face. but you've never been a good liar and ushijima can read you with his eyes closed.
“what’s wrong, love?” he asks, immediately cupping your face with his hands, wiping your tears. “is everything okay?”
the dam breaks and he just pulls you into his chest, letting you cry your heart out. he shushes any apologies you cry out. why were you so adamant on thinking that you were a burden to him? burdens are pushed on people against their will and he sure as hell isn't here against his.
and you think, how lucky you are to have wakatoshi around.
05. when you find him drenched from the rain. ushijima was returning from his latest championship and you had already warned him of the thunderstorm ready to rain down on Tokyo. you find him and his suitcase looking as if they've crossed a tsunami on the way to the apartment.
“toshi,” you quickly rush to find a towel to wrap around him. “what happened?” you ask. “did the cab not drop you directly here?”
he smiles sheepishly admitting that he had asked the cab to drop him off fifteen minutes away. when you ask why, he pulls out the flowers and cupcakes he brought from your favorite bakery.
“and I also brought your favorite manga,” he smiles. “i just missed you so much these two months.”
you feel tears well up in your eyes as you hug him, “i missed you too,” you whisper, buried in the crook of his neck. you pull away, “go change quickly now, we can't have our star player being sick. dinner is almost done.”
“i love you, darling,” he says before heading inside.
and just as you thought you couldn't fall in love with ushijima wakatoshi anymore, he manages to prove you wrong.
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summer-may · 1 year
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cute!ushijima
Ushijima is a really sulky when he is annoyed or irritated. he goes to sink down on the sofa on the spot where he knows, that you'll come and cuddle into his chest.
the steps are always same, he sees you, raises his arm, you come under it, cuddling begins. but when he doesn't pick up his arm and just stares straight ahead as if seeing the world's best tv show, you know he is sulking.
you rack your brain and realize that it was probably when you were joking around and called him 'an oldie' when he couldn't figure how to use snapchat and just decided to delete the app.
i tell you, the struggle to pick up his arm and slide under a man, who was huge and full of muscle, is a workout. but once you get in you lay your head on his chest and ushijima does try to resist but he loves you way too much to be angry at you. so his hand comes to rest on your hip and caress the silver of skin left bare by your shirt rising up.
you try, you really do try to not smile but can't help the soft smile from gracing your face.
"ushi," you utter, smile gracing your face, which further annoyed him. His pout more prominent, hands tightening around you, and eyes narrowing on your twinkling ones.
"are you making fun of me, honey?" his fingers flexed and pulled you by sliding both hands on your waist and man handling you to sit on his lap, facing him.
"never, ushi," on his narrow stare, you confessed. smile now wide as it can be. your hands around his neck, face close, lips almost kissing. "a little bit, baby. but I was just teasing, really. I love you, baby. promise."
the way his hands squeezed yours waist had a little doubt entering your mind, "wakatoshi, did i really hurt your feelings?" your stare was unwavering, and his face softened. he knew you were serious when you used his whole government name.
"i know, baby. i was a little offended but I knew you were joking, so don't stress." his voice soft. hands pulling you impossibly closer. lips soft as they pressed against yours.
you nuzzle your face against his neck. kissing it softly. murmuring a soft apology. his hands get lost in your hair, petting you as he smiles softly.
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wakatshi · 2 years
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we don’t talk enough about clingy wakatoshi!
when you do the most ordinary things, he buries his face in the back of your neck and your skin tingles, his breath, warm, his nose rubs against your skin, his lips leave trails of kisses, wakatoshi wraps his arms around your waist, always too tightly, but he never learns, though he’s careful, “you’re gonna kill me one day, toshi!” don’t blame him, you’re just that dear to him, he can’t stay away from you.
he follows you around the house like a lost puppy because he can’t get enough of you. oh, you were just on your way to grab a book from upstairs— wakatoshi is coming with you. may you indulge him and stay in bed all day instead of leaving, so he can hold you and adore every inch of your body.
wakatoshi who doesn’t say a single word and the very first time he did it you thought something was wrong, really, he felt some sort of awkwardness and sudden curiosity, but why, he wants you now, your boyfriend can’t explain it.
“do you need anything, wakatoshi?”
“uh, no. does it bother you? i… i want to be… close to you. may i?” he makes a habit out of it.
wakatoshi who cups your face with his big hands and holds your face for way too long before leaving— he’ll miss you too much. who memorizes the texture of your skin, each pore is tattooed in his memory, your warmth, the collision between his palms and your cheeks, how sweetly your eyes love him, “take care of yourself. for me. i love you.” that for me felt too serious.
he stares at your lips and when you talk, he wants to remember that forever and he kisses them- wakatoshi will remember that too, he won’t drink anything for hours just to enjoy the taste you left. he’d die of dehydration before letting it go.
who showers with you unannounced instead of waiting, he’s too impatient for his own good sometimes. he feels alive when your body is pressed against his, wet and too hot, like a human, “i love you.”
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vainilla-milk · 1 year
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princess
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pairing: Ushijima x Fem! Reader
tags: too much fluff, female body, reader's height is 1.55m, time skip characters
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Ushijima has always been a reserved and unexpressive man, but for those who have been close to him, they know that this inexpressiveness is not an impediment to be someone very concerned about his own. Despite that, there was a side that he himself was unaware of and that had not yet come to light for everyone.
Until you came along.
You were both in college, he working on his sports career and you on your career related to journalism. You practically met him because of an assignment you were asked to do with your classmates, a sports-related report. 
Wakatoshi was big and imposing, his stony gaze made you nervous at first, but you managed to strike up a conversation with him. 
The acclaimed "Japan’s cannon" was the MOST docile man you had ever met in your life, naive and overly transparent.
You had been charmed by the boy, although you had to be resourceful to get him to talk to you. After that project, you didn't have any more contact with sports, but you didn't care about that. 
You became interested in volleyball and used the pretext to approach him again. 
Ushijima noticed your growing presence on his radar, but without giving it much importance, as you looked busy talking to several people present at the training. You were in and out of the place, always carrying some notebook handy with your pen. 
"Really your strength is impressive" you tell him one day after finishing his training. "I imagine you've trained very hard since you were little, haven't you?"
His stoic expression fixed on you, well, having to lower his gaze because of the size difference between him and you. You didn't get the blunt answer you were hoping for, it was simply a dry yes. 
You weren't going to give up just because of that. 
You tried again and again, until you became a constant in his life. Your stomach clenched with excitement the first time he was the one who took the initiative to talk to you.
To know more about you.
You invite him for coffee afterward and he accepts without objection. 
"You look pretty passionate about what you do" you hear him say. You lift your gaze from the sandwich to notice him and smile at him. 
Wakatoshi listened to you patiently and connected too much when you entered the waters of the sporting world. When you told him that he was the reason you became interested in volleyball and sports journalism, he felt a great warmth in his chest, so much so, that it was inevitable to smile. 
Everything pointed to the fact that from that moment on, he could never get you out of his mind again.
Your relationship was blossoming slowly but surely, Ushijima is quite the gentleman, you thought constantly. He cared about you, about your health, that you rest and eat well, hydrate and be happy. 
Because there has been no better discovery that behind that stoic face, hides a man who loves to pamper and spoil you.
Treat you like a princess. 
He genuinely loved to give you things as gifts, whether he surprised you by seeing a dress you had loved, new shoes to match a new outfit or your medicine to calm your menstrual discomfort. 
He left you a copy of the keys to his apartment in case you needed to study somewhere quiet, after all, he lives without roommates. You could sleep over if you wanted to. 
Were you tense? He helped you with massages. Were you feeling sick? He'd take you to the doctor. Did you need love? He'd make sure you got it all night long.
If you asked him for the moon, he would personally bring it down for you.
But to speak only of his love is an understatement in everything that really happened in the relationship, because you did not lag behind with your displays of affection. 
You supported him in everything that involved his career, taking advantage of the fact that your area allowed you to do so. You cooked for him, you tucked him in, you were there with him every moment. You got along very well with his father, something he quite appreciated, just as he appreciated that you were also able to get along with his former Shiratorizawa classmates. Especially with Tendou, his best friend. You helped him rediscover himself and open a new perspective on life and the world.
But still, time passes, and so many years of love and lust-filled nights were clearly going to end with you holding a positive pregnancy test.
You sighed in relief thanking the gods that the Olympic games had come to an end. 
Yeah, well, in these years of relationship you discovered that Wakatoshi could be quite passionate in bed. Sometimes enough to make an attempt on a poor condom trying to withstand hard onslaughts that would promptly release a load too heavy to hold back with latex. 
You guessed that during the games one must have broken without them noticing, or you just didn't give it enough thought. 
Watching your belly grow was fascinating for him, and more fascinating for the press to see Ushijima Wakatoshi show the world an unknown and exploitable side for their magazines and newspapers.
If you were his princess before, now, you are his queen expecting a princess. 
Although you both initially worried about how a baby might affect his sports career, you were supportive enough to go along with it. Ushijima sought advice from his father, but also received plenty of help from Romero. He felt reassured when both men presented him with all the ways to balance his work with fatherhood and marriage. 
"You should rest," he tells you as he hugs you from behind, his hands gently caressing your swollen belly. He was so excited, his frequent smiles gave him away, inside you was a little princess he was looking forward to meeting. 
"I need to move" you reply as you wash the dishes. "I'm not going to stay lying in bed for months until I give birth"
You remember in your youth not understanding why pregnant women insisted on doing so many things instead of resting and enjoying themselves during pregnancy. You can understand it better now, there is a certain feeling of uselessness that haunts you and you don't like it, your husband is constantly watching you to remind you not to overexert yourself. 
Still, in your last weeks, you were unstoppable. You felt almost no contractions and the last thing you wanted in life was to have to give birth by C-section. 
You cleaned the entire apartment, took forty-minute walks, tried to exercise.
You did it all! But it still seemed like the pregnancy would never come to an end.
You were so sad that Wakatoshi decided to comfort you with some libido. He did his best not to hurt you so he could please you.
Oh, but the way he managed to do it was the trigger for your body to finally decide that you should go into labor. You were almost past forty-one weeks, it was a relief to know that at last your princess would arrive. 
Hearing you scream made his stomach knot, you are strong and he knows it, but it didn't stop him from worrying that you were delivering the baby of a man who is over six feet tall and well, tall you clearly are not. 
When the noise stops, Wakatoshi feels that his heart finally manages to return to calm. His hand never let go of yours. 
"You did good, sweetie" he whispered against your forehead as he deposited a comforting kiss on your skin.
You felt an enormous happiness to see your baby placed on your chest while the medical team cleaned and tidied up the room before moving you and the baby to where you could rest and monitor your health. 
Wakatoshi watched you, recording the image in detail in his mind. Soon your laughter snapped him out of his trance. 
"Baby, you really were a huge pain in the ass for how small you turned out to be" you joked. 
Your husband smiles, you're right, his baby is a pretty little princess.
Tiny, unruly, troublemaker and too spoiled by her father. You thought.
The years flew by when your daughter was born. You were so thankful that Wakatoshi did not abandon you emotionally at any time as you had feared, it was something so recurrent in motherhood that you had even psyched yourself up in case it happened to you.
But that never happened, neither when you were in Japan nor when you moved to Poland, because Ushijima Wakatoshi would always move heaven and earth to always take his beloved wife and little princess wherever he went. 
Your daughter is quite a case, you expected her to inherit your husband's calm temperament, instead, she inherited yours but with multiplied energy. Her battery never ran out, but she was giggly and overflowing with joy. 
A lucky girl who had a devoted mother like you and a father like Wakatoshi who can never get enough of the love he gives to both of you and so must spoil you more and pamper his daughter like the good daddy's princess she is. 
But sometimes he overflows so much love for you that your belly again finds itself conceiving a new life. Maybe now it's the turn of a prince, maybe it's another little princess. 
You still have months to find out, but for Ushijima, he has a lifetime left to continue loving you and his precious daughter, Daddy's little princess.
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mira-miraaa · 1 year
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Soft Ushijima
✧ content: sfw, ushijima x gn!reader, not edited, fluff
✧ note: ushijima would be so caring towards his significant other :(
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Boyfriend!Ushijima blushes more than he likes to admit. The first time you placed a kiss on his cheek after they won a match, his cheeks felt hot and heart beat far too loudly. He tried to play it off, but his teammates wouldn’t stop teasing him about it in the locker room for the following days.
Boyfriend!Ushijima isn’t one to participate in pda, but behind closed doors he is clingy. He especially loves wrapping his arms around you in a tight bear hug, peppering kisses on your cheeks, down your neck, shoulders, anywhere he can really.
Boyfriend!Ushijima is secretly an arts and crafts person. He never considered himself much of an artistic person, but his drive to handcraft you gifts led him to discover he was quite creative. He never imagined he would know how to bind a journal or mold a tea cup set. Nor did he ever think he would know the process of making an accent table from scratch. The splinters and saw dust were worth the pain after seeing your excited smile at your custom table.
Boyfriend!Ushijima likes to nap - especially with you. He loves cuddling, his face settled next to your chest as your steady heartbeat lulls him to sleep. The warmth of you skin and the feather light touches of your fingertips combing his hair is enough for him to relax.
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letshaikyuu · 1 year
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can i um request sugar daddy au with kuroo bokuto ushi and iwa 😔👉👈
> haikyuu's sugar daddies.
a/n: i love this request and the amount of comments my friends and i make about wanting sugar daddies, this request is right up my alley AND APPARENTLY, there are 7 types of sugar daddy relationships so let's get started
warnings: if you don't like money or sugar daddies, do scroll past and i do mention sex a few times so under the cut ✂
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> kuroo tetsurou
"Sugar dating - combines the intertwined life of companionship with sex"
i can't see Kuroo as only being a behind the scenes man and sending you large amounts of cash out of the blue. nu uh, he's too interested in other people's lives, especially the life of his sugar baby.
the relationship will quickly developed if kuroo finds you interesting and his interest shows with him sending larger and larger sums of cash with each transaction.
as written above, sex does end up becoming a staple of this situation of yours. mind you, he is very upfront about his desires, so he immediately tells you that this situationship might turn sexual, giving you the opportunity to back out.
he does bribe you into doing things like: "if you give me a kiss, i'll give you 10€" or "give me a blow job and i'll buy you that new phone you've wanted"
> bokuto kotarou
"Compensated dating - monetary or material compensation for grabbing a coffee, a meal or attending a specific event together"
i don't think he'd have time or think much about having a partner, especially with a life as busy as his. so, that's where a sugar baby would come in! honestly, questions this possibility very frequently, but gives in in the end.
i feel like he'd ask you first how much money you'd like to be sent and if you need the number to be raised. will splurge on you all the time if you don't tell him to stop.
if he takes you out for coffee, it's a super pleasant experience because he's super nice and interesting to be around, and if he sees you reacting well to him, his behaviour and jokes, you bet your bank account is going to be singing as you finish your cup of coffee.
takes you to volleyball events as his "partner" and boy, the money you get afterwards is unbelievable. never pushes you too far and only does PG-13 things.
> ushijima wakatoshi
"Compensated companionship” includes a wider range of activities and often involves the person becoming more intertwined in the man’s life.
he'd want his sugar baby to be more of a partner to him, but without being labeled such? that sounds like such an asshole move, but oh well. also, this type of companionship rarely includes sex, like in this case.
he just wants someone who is willing to come to his games, greet him afterwards and go back to his place for a nice celebratory meal - no strings attached.
also the one who splurges unbelievable amounts of money and still thinks he's giving you too little. texts you quite often and asks of you to accompany him to the store, go buy some new gear for him and so on...always ends up buying you some stuff as well.
very very open about this situationship and isn't afraid to talk to anyone about it. it's his money and time he's spending with you, so why would anyone care about what he does?
> iwaizumi hajime
"Pragmatic love - the sugar baby is more than happy to let a sugar daddy care for them, and hopes eventually to be in a romantic, long-term relationship with him."
come on, who wouldn't want to end up with this man? he's like the epitome of all that's sexy, manly and appealing to the eye AND he's super cute and nice, so totally understandable. at first, he doesn't even know the effect he has on you.
out of the four, i believe he's the one who'd most likely convert or "upgrade" your situationship into a real relationship because iwaizumi seems like an emotional person - he loves love.
he also loves taking care of people, so besides giving you money for everything you need, he frequently invites you over to his place for a nice home cooked meal, movie marathon, some good sex if it's his birthday and such...it hits him pretty quickly that he's fallen for his sugar baby.
you don't have to wait long for him to properly ask you and start referring to you as his partner and not just someone he spends his money on because it feels nice to care for others.
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ending note: i forgot how annoying it is to tag things here...
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forusomimiya · 11 months
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Yes, ushijima fucks you deep to see his cock through your belly. So big and so deep inside you, you can feel him, you can /see/ him. His cock bulges your belly with every thrust and you, you just appreciate every of them.
"I'm here baby, just right here... can ya feel it?" he says as he touches the bulge and feels the tip under his palm, kissing deep inside you.
A/N: This greatest ushijima’s fact has crossed my mind and I had to share it. I couldn't let it go ´cause I was sure to forget it. After posting this, I'm back to sleep again 😴
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classyinnie · 1 year
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Love for him isn’t a concept of ‘want’ but rather a “Tell me the problem and we’ll face it together.”
Growing up in a household where affirmations are scarce and fending for oneself equates to success, he made sure that ‘love’ within the 4 walls of your home is built on deliberate care. Where vulnerability is valued and growth is acknowledged. He takes pride in you leaning on him and seeking his guidance, but at the same time, he would cheer for your accomplishments to the ends of the earth, treating each one as his own.
He pursues the kind of love that does not rely on false assurances of safety, but rather on the promise of facing the dangers together. Of growing despite the hurdles. 
The kind of love that heals and liberates. He may be lacking in the right words, but he’ll never fail to express his willingness to stay and share the burden.
—Oikawa, IWAIZUMI, Sakusa, Tsukishima, Ushijima, Atsumu, Kageyama, Kita, Osamu
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lowkeyremi · 10 months
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OOOO HII POOKIE POP can u pls write hc for hq characters with a gyaru s/o ( pref kags, ushijima. lev, kenma, bokuto & hinata TY!!!
OMG HIIII IK GYARU BASICS SO I DID SOME MORE RESEARCH AS TO NOT MESS ANYTHING UP !!
ANYWAYS THIS IS GONNA BE FLUFFY
HQ Headcanons: Gyaru S/O 💕 ft. Kags, Ushi, Lev, Kenma, Bokuto, and Hinata :))
Content: Fluff and established relationships <3
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Kageyama + Ushijima (I think they'd have similar reactions):
Was confused as hell, because why was your makeup so expressive and your clothes were well... crazy?
He was the type to silently judge you, at first judging was all he could do because gyaru was out of the ordinary in his opinion.
In the beginning of your journey he was embarrased to be seen with you. It didn't bother you though because you're expressing who you are!
Once you educated him on gyaru, all the different subcategories, and the reasoning behind it, he didn't seem to mind it too much.
Sometimes he'd sit and watch you do your makeup or help you pick something to wear. He liked trying to style your hair even when be stucked at it.
He'd also find himself buying clothes that reminded him of you when he had away games.
Now he's holding your hand in public, giving you kisses, and hugs. In interviews he isn't afraid to talk about.
"How do you feel about your S/O's life style?"
He smiled confidently, "I like it, it's how they choose to live and I can't make them stop because they're free to do as they please. I thought it was strange at first but now it doesn't phase me."
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Hinata + Bokuto + Lev:
Baby boy was so confused but he thought you were cute <3
"Are you playing dress up? 0o0" He'd ask you.
"Nope! This is my lifestyle." You said with a smile.
He was on board right away no questions asked. He had you explain everything that you knew to him so he could be educated and not make any mistakes.
The sweet baby even let you practice your makeup on him when he wasn't busy. He gave you all his love and support to continue to live as a gyaru.
Sometimes you'd catch him reading about a certain gyaru topic he didn't quite understand so next time he's more prepared.
Omg you already know he will not shut up about you lol.
"Guess what! My S/O bought this new shirt and it looks so cute!! You know what? Let me just show you!" He'd pull out his phone and look in his album of you for your new shirt.
The best at boosting your self confidence. There were times when you knew you'd be judged hard, and he was there every step of the way to help you finally get out there and show them who you are!
Extra for Lev:
Okay so you know how Lev's a model? He'd get you access to some of the best clothes. No matter how expensive, he'd buy it. "This goes with that shirt right? Let's get it!"
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Kenma:
He's pretty chill about it. We all know Kenma prob knows a lot about gyarus. I'm sure he's met some before at meet n greets and what not.
Lmaoo yk how people brag about having a goth gf? Kenma's always bragging to his stream about his gyaru S/O.
His fans go crazy when they see you in the background of his stream playing games.
"Babe, Kensb1gd1ck wants to know how you did your hair like that." He points to his monitor.
A giddy smile takes over your face and you rush to sit in Kenma's lap to talk to his chat about your hair.
"Awww Ken, they think I'm hot!" You turn to him.
"It's cuz you are." He says playing with your hair, not enough to mess it up.
"I know." You say confidently.
You'd give him some of your hair clips and he'd wear them around the house.
Lol you'd pull him into your tiktoks and insta reels. At first he didn't like it but he's gotten used to it.
All in all Kenma loves you the way you are, and the way you live won't change his mind.
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I hope you're ok with this, @borntoslay3 !! I wasn't sure if you wanted story form or not (my bad) but it did say hc so I wrote it half story half headcanon like??? If that makes since lol. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed! Also thanks for the request writing gyaru was something new for me :))
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saksukei · 10 months
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ushijima love letters au
masterlist | suna love letters au
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you laughed as you read the crinkled letter with messy writing, in your hands,, how long had it been? eight or nine years? time had gone by so quickly,,,
you distinctly remember the first time you ever received ushijima’s cute little notes.
you had come back from the chemistry lab,, and found a piece of paper on your desk saying “i hope you had breakfast.”
assuming that it was a silly prank, you just tossed the little note alongside some papers in the depths of your school bag,,,
till you received another one the next day,, saying “morning runs are healthy. so maybe go on one sometime?”
and you were like (─.─||) is this person trying to say that I've put on weight??!!! DO THEY KNOW IM HUMAN AND ITS NORMAL TO PUT ON WEIGHT
you threw the note in your bag again
and then, the same happened the next day
except this note said,,, “sorry about the last chit. my friend told me I sounded rude. how was your day?”
you were like ??? can this person not make their mind up??? hello??
and so you kept on receiving them,, they ranged from “hope you did your math homework” to “carry a spare water bottle” to “stay safe when going back home”
and you got so used to receiving these notes that your day sort of felt incomplete without them,,, and you thought that you wanted to find the culprit behind them
and so,, you hid behind your class door,, to check who would come in to leave the little notes on your desk,,,
someone did come into class and it was not the person you expected. it was tendou. you figured you should confront him, it was now or never.
“so you're the one that's been sending me chits?!” you ask, and tendou jumps, not expecting you to be there.
“uhh–” he trails off, scratching the back of his head.
“sorry, I don't mean to put you in an awkward spot but I wanted to thank you for–”
“it’s not me, I'm only the messenger,” tendou interrupts. “he’s going to kill me if I tell you this–but it's ushijima,” tendou explains. “he likes you but he doesn't know how to say it so I suggested this way would be more better.”
and you were like (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻
“yOU MEAN USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI THE VOLLEYBALL TEAM CAPTAIN AND ACE LIKES ME????”
“sheesh no need to yell,” tendou retorted,,
“sorry, force of habit,” you smile sheepishly. “is there any chance you could get me to talk to ushijima?”
“as long as you don't reject him too harshly–then yes.”
tendou leads you to the captain who is practicing his spikes in the gym.
ushijima stares blankly when he sees you entering, despite his heart going fifty miles per hour. why were you here? you never visited the gymnasium.
he had in fact first seen you in his math class when you sat near the window and he was sitting behind you, watching you draw doodles on your textbook. eventually, it became a routine, where he'd chuckle at your little drawings of your math teacher.
he started looking for you during lunch hour, just having your presence around was enough for him. he never found it within himself to have the courage to talk to you. you were so nice, so kind and so out of his league.
it wasn't until tendou suggested this little idea that ushijima thought he might finally get to interact with you.
“hi, ushijima can I talk to you?” you ask, shyly and tendou nudges ushijima towards you, who manages to stutter out “yes you may,” following you outside.
“i saw tendou leaving the small chit on my desk,” you confess, and while ushijima has never been hit by a volleyball on the face, he sure feels like it would hurt less.
“i–i don't mean to embarrass you or anything!” you clear out, witnessing his spiral. “i wanted to say thank you, the notes were really sweet. And I was actually wondering if you'd like to go out on a date.”
youve never seen such a stoic man get red so fast. “i’d like that a lot yes.”
and while it's been years since school ended and you two have been together forever, he still leaves you the cutest notes.
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we-fancy-you · 2 years
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Certain pick-up lines, I think they would use
Headcannons, Nsfw, Timeskip! 
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My face is made for two things. To cherish, and to sit on.  Oikawa, Terushima, Tanaka, Lev, Taro, Konoha, Tendo, Atsumu
I heard you like sweets. If you go on your knees, I can give you something real nice to suck on. Kuroo, Tsukishima, Matsukawa, Yamagata, Suna
I don’t really believe in God, but God blessed me for being between your legs. Noya, Iwaizumi, Kageyama, Bokuto
I didn’t study astrology, but I know you’re gonna see some stars tonight. Atsumu, Kuroo, Daichi, Semi, Sugawara
You making me a sandwich is nice, but the thought of me making you a cream pie is way better. Ushijima, Kita, Suna, Bokuto, Osamu, Kenma
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I have part two here
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dark-night-hero · 1 year
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Imagine being Ushijima's significant other.
Imagine him going back to your shared apartment, eager to take a quick bath and rest after a long day in the league only to see you singing along and dancing to whatever you're listening on the headphones.
Imagine him stopping on his tracks, sports bag in and as he watch you on his old highschool jersey. Gulping on the way it looks big on you, almost sliding off your shoulder as it length stops mid tights.
Imagine him just standing in there having his own mental conflict of wanting to hug you from behind but the fact that he's sweaty right now because of the practice keeps him from doing so but before he knew it, he snaps out of his thoughts as you were already hugging him tightly.
"What are you doing just standing in there, dummy?" You chuckle, flashing your toothy grin
Imagine him just looking down at you, left shoulder exposed and he didn't even bother fixing his jersey in you, liking the way it looks on you. But then you stepped away, going back into the stove where you continue of what you have left with earlier.
"The dinner won't be cooked till later, how about you take a shower? You stink dummy." You spoke once again, taking a glance on your shoulder upon doing so, focused on making your lovers favorite meal.
Imagine him just standing there like a fool, your words almost not getting through him as he watch you look back at him. Really, truly alluring.
Imagine thinking he did what you said, only to glance behind you and still find him there just staring at you intensely, as if he was thinking of seriously of something, after all he was frowning.
Imagine once again going up into him, about to ask a question of he was alright as he let out a deep sigh, this time one again looking into your (eye color) iris before saying in a most sincere and soft tone you've ever head him spoke.
"Let's get married." He smiled.
[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2022°
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