#uramichi oniisan x reader

[tomasweetheart]

SMUT, 18+ MINORS DNI. OVERSTIM, DRY CUMMING, PRAISE ("good boy", "honey", "sweet thing") M!RECEIVING.

Oh, he looks so pretty like this.

All spread out, just for you, like the absolute present he is. His sweaty back pressed against your chest, his legs spread wide exposing his flush, begging cock that you've had your pretty little hand wrapped around for hours now.

It's not that he's being edged, he can cum as much as he wants. That's the problem.

His body is fucking hot, a burning temperature he could only experience when pressed against your flesh.

"Baby...baby please, can't take no more..." he's slurring, but the next thing that leaves his mouth is an unholy moan that only encourages you further.

"C'mon sweet thing," you coo against the shell of his ear, your hand squeezing the base of his cock, "you can give me one more, right? Be a good boy and give me one more."

He whines again, a broken gasp escaping his puffy lips when your hand begins to move again. Up and down his shaft at an agonizing pace, your thumb slipping over his pre-cum covered slit.

His hips jerk forward, he's practically thrashing in your arms, begging for more. But he knows you won't give it to him, you haven't for the past hour.

The sheets beneath him are wet and your hand is covered with old cum, but yet you're still not satisfied. You need him to be absolutely fucked dumb.

You decide to give him some grace, you aren't heartless after all. Your hand's pace picks up, now moving rapidly up and down, up and down. If it's not one extreme, it's the other.

He's thrashing, begging, screaming in your arms. Fat tears rolling down his cheeks, his muscle-clad stomach becoming concave, his legs tense as he gets to the edge, he's so fucking close.

With a final flick of your wrist and a snap of his hips, his eyes roll back.

But he doesn't cum.

His eyes widen when he hears you click your tongue from behind him, your hand wrapping around his flacid cock again.

"Oh, honey, I'm sorry. I'm afraid that doesn't count," you pout with a tone full of fake sweetness, smirking against his shoulderblade, "try again."

MAKOTO. TACHIBANA, rin matsuoka, kageyama, atsumu, kenma, kojiro, usahara, uramichi + your favs !

[reallyromealone]

kikaku uramichi request

Srry I thought I added those

A I k T z

Absolutely my dude

Kikaru uramichi x male reader

Male reader, bottom male reader, smut, nsfw

A 🍬 Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

(Name) was hazy as he let his lover clean him up, Kikaku diligent and careful as he held water to (name)s lips "drink up" he was always soft and sweet when he was like this, just like his work he took taking care of (name) very seriously.

"The baths ready, let's get you cleaned up"

I🍬Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

"So beautiful" he gasped out as he fucked his lover raw, (name) writhing as he was fucked into oblivion, Kikaku was always at that sweet spot of soft and loving and rough and devious, saying loving words as he did the filthiest things to the poor man.

He always wanted him to know he was loved while he took as he pleased.

K🍬Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Nothing felt better than coming home to see his lover dressed up in a slutty little costume and playing innocent, today being a cute maid costume that showed his cute ass.

(Name) was pretending to clean as he glanced over "welcome home master~"

God he loved it when (name) indulged in his roleplay kink.

T🍬 Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

(Name) sat on Kikakus lap as they watched a movie in the livingroom, Kikaku having a glass of alcohol in one hand as he fucked (name) with a vibrator with the other, (name) whining through the gag "shhh, were watching a movie" he almost laughed as he pressed it against his prostate.

Z🍬Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He had just finished aftercare before passing out with (name) in his arms, he always tried to make sure that (name) was taken care of before collapsing, as much as he loved fucking it did take a lot out of him.

[luvmichii]

i am begging y’all for some more mitsuo content <//3 i’ve literally scrolled through the whole tag and still am hungry for some mitsuo fics or hcs. might just take matters into my own hands and start writing for him and the others even though i suck at it but please uramichi oniisan writers ilyall pls keep feeding us with content

[zu8her]

PORN ST✰R!BF

my horny self is writing final exams yet i am doing this. also, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD AND THE CONTINUATION OF ME WRITING, COMMENT! <3 also taking requests

Okay so he happens to work in the adult entertainment industry. Widely known despite being a male porn star.

Of course, you masturbate quite often to videos of him especially. In your bed, hand in your underwear rubbing at your clit, listening to his breathy moans through your earphones. He looked so good sliding his cock in and out of her. Having his hand grip her hips and the other around her throat. God, you wish that were you.

You getting off on his videos is quite common. He travels a lot naturally, which means your left alone, for days even weeks. You couldn’t help yourself. He caught you eventually and embarrassingly so. You had come late from work tired and pent up. Your earphones were nowhere to be found and phone in the charger. Like a teenage boy you went on your laptop on your desk lowered the volume to 56% and searched his name, incognito mode of course.

You found a video of him fucking someone that resembled you. Hands immediately on your clit when fast forward to him actually fucking her. The video as always focused more on the woman, but the sight of his cock alone got you off. When his face would come into frame or he’d speak you’d get hotter, go faster. You were so engrossed in the scene that you didn’t hear the bedroom door opening. “Baby?” he stood suitcase in hand. His face twisted from a confused expression to that of deviance.

He caught you. Hand in shorts and his moans sounding from your laptop. You moved to shut the laptop quickly but what’d that do exactly? He already saw you.

“Don’t drop the phone baby.” He got you on the bed with your legs spread open. Your laptop was left on your desk and replaced by his. Moans echoed through the room (yours included) as you watched your boyfriend fuck the actress prone. He, of course, was behind, his fingers plunging in and out of your wet cunt. The sheets were damp with your cum. You’d lost count how many times you came. After each one he’d just continue locking you in his arms and resuming his assault on your clit and cunt.

Eventually, he’d let you switch positions. He had you on your stomach. When you laid on your arm, he pulled gently at your hair lifting your head. “Watch. Thought you liked seeing me fuck her. That cock’s about to fuck you now.” He’d go ridiculously slow just to toy with you. Impulsively grab a handful of your big ass and watch as it jiggles with each stroke.

Rensuke Kunigami, Kuroo, Choso, Reiner, Jean, Bokuto, Ichigo, Nanami, Daichi, Ushijima, Iwazumi, , Uramichi, Mitsuo Kumatani, Sugawara, Ushijima, , Osamu, Reno Ichikawa, Kageyama, Tsukishima, Megumi

[amazinglyashy]

Masterlist

Constantly updating [whenever I remember to :'D]

Love and Deepspace

Multi -

When you appear on their doorstep injured [SFW]

When you drink too much on a night out [SFW]

When you finally snap [SFW]

When they find out you read smut [SFW but smut is mentioned]

When you joke about being too heavy for them [SFW]

When you reject them due to feeling inadequate [SFW]

When you're overworked and sick [SFW]

When you get catcalled/propositioned on the street [VERY minor N/SFW]

Pre-relationship react to your fictional game partner [SFW]

When they find out about your ED (and your current struggle) [SFW] [Trigger warning - Eating Disorder talk]

When you get emotional in public seeing parents and their kids [SFW]

Xavier -

If he hurts you during a spar [SFW]

N/SFW headcanons

Zayne -

Who they're for- Analysis [SFW]

Frostbite - Multichapter Myth Zayne x Reader [N/SFW]

N/SFW headcanons

Rafayel -

My love, put Aphrodite to shame. - Oneshot Rafayel x Reader [N/SFW]

Who they're for- Analysis [SFW]

For the ones who want to heal [SFW]

N/SFW headcanons

I think you'll be okay - Multichapter Rafayel x Reader [SFW]

Sylus -

Sylus = Safety - Short [SFW]

Who they're for- Analysis [SFW]

N/SFW headcanons - Part 1 | Part 2

If he hurts you during a spar [SFW]

Luke and Kieran -

Basic headcanons [SFW]

Life Lessons with Uramichi Oniisan!

General relationship headcanons [SFW]

Honkai Star Rail

Sampo -

Dating Sampo Thoughts [SFW]

Genshin Impact

Alhaitham -

Dating Alhaitham Thoughts [SFW]

[yanderemommabean]

Oh my god! Momma! You watched Uramichi Oniisan??? Can I ask for head cannons for a Yandere Uramichi?

So far, I feel he's definitely the type to be subtle but terrifying. We all know how he can easily fake a smile and pretend to save face, but he let's his real thoughts slip every now and again.

If Usahara gets a bit too close, Uramichi isn't afraid to make him fear for his life. A lot more anger, a lot more underhanded ways to get back at people. Though I feel Kumatani gets away with a lot more. He's more laid back so, Uramichi has less suspicions.

He hasn't had a relationship in so long, when he finally DOES get one, he holds on tight. Strangling even.

His life has felt so bleak and bleary, the only thing getting him by is making the kids smile and laugh and even that is more sour than it is fulfilling. You somehow manage to take the edge off, understanding him on a level most can't, and actually cheering him up. It's a true feat considering who he's around that he can barely give a real smile for.

I feel he would follow you, itchy and antsy when you interact with people he doesn't know. Why are they acting so cheerful? They shouldn't use up your sunshine for their own pathetic lives, they need to leave you alone, and you, need to head home already.

He acts like such a cheery puppy on camera when he sees you too, even the director thinks he's sick when he beams and cheers and shows off his strength.

He's the type to hold you captive as long as he can, preferring you not to know, a type of golden cage situation. He doesn't want to scare you off but he doesn't want you finding other people and leaving him behind either.

-Mommabean (more ideas to come don't worry! <3 feel free to keep asking, Uramichi Oniisan has so many slept on characters!!)

[miharuki]

𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋

I came back from the short hiatus, I ended up resetting my cell phone and PC, so I still couldn't find the stories that were in my Google documents, why do I have many Google accounts , and look what Google accounts I have.

Anyway, I'm here to say that I'm UPDATING my masterlist, and that I'm adding new things to the list, anime and so on.

Speaking of which, I finished mashle, and I loved it, it has a place in my heart

[cxtori]

Uramichi Omota ✮ Blessing

Summary: based off of this ask. thank you @adelulugirl, i hope i did your idea justice! 🫶🏽

wc: 1.9k

Genre: fem reader, established relationship, fluff

Warnings: n/a, possibly a bit ooc? i like to think the Uramichi would be more open and playful with his partner

tori's note: this is my first fic request to ever receive 🥹 so happy that it was such a cute scenario with one of my favorite characters. enjoy!

Uramichi opens the apartment door carefully, wincing when the hinges screech loudly, betraying his desire to enter quietly.

He steps inside and closes the door before leaning against it, dropping his bag and slipping off his shoes with a heavy sigh. It had been in his plans to be home about 3 hours earlier, but unfortunately for him, his boss had other plans. A last minute “post-work dinner party” had been planned and, much to Uramichi’s dismay, it wasn’t one he could sneak his way out of.

He’d much rather have been home with you, cuddled on the couch, watching your favorite show, but instead he’d found himself at a barbecue place, surrounded by the scent of smoke and alcohol, his ears ringing with poor Utano’s crying and Usahara’s obnoxious bantering.

Every attempt he made to leave would fail when someone’s arm was thrown over his shoulder or Derekida’s attention was suddenly directed at him. And so, he remained. At least until everyone was drunk enough to not notice him slipping out the door.

Fast forward three hours of social torture and here he was, tired, grumpy, and, as usual, dreading having to go to work the next morning.

It had been an exhausting day and an even more exhausting evening, and he wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed with your warmth to lull him to sleep. He glances at the little, decorative clock you’d bought to put in the living room, one of the many hints to your presence in his life that have appeared since you moved in.

9pm. Typically, you would still be awake, but typically Uramichi would be home by now as well. Without him there to keep you up, you were likely in bed asleep, exhausted by your own stressful workday.

He steps quietly towards the bedroom, poking his head in to scope out the situation. He finds his suspicions to be correct when he sees you wrapped tightly in the sheets, passed out and unaware of his presence.

He walks closer to the bed, admiring the way the moonlight illuminates the soft, relaxed look upon your face as you sleep peacefully. His hand reaches for your face, calloused fingers grazing your cheek as he tucks a few stray hairs behind your ear, and a smile spreads across his lips. Voices suddenly echo in his head when he remembers a conversation with his co-workers from mere hours ago.

He was zoned out, mindlessly watching the bubbles in his beer swirl around as the others spoke about he-didn’t-know-what. It was the only way he was going to get through this dinner, so he let his mind wander to anywhere but here. His attention was only brought back when he heard your name mentioned.

“Yeah, honestly, finding out about Y/n was a bit of a shock,” Utano said, dragging Uramichi’s thoughts back to earth. He looked up to find his fellow cast-member’s eyes all on him, like they were expecting something.

“Hmm, what?” He said, completely lost as to why he was suddenly the center of attention.

“Your girl, Y/n!” Usahara said as he jabbed at Uramichi’s side with is elbow. “We were just talking about how surprising it was when you introduced us to her.”

“We wondered if you would ever find someone,” Utano muttered, earning nods and hums from everyone around the table.

“Is that seriously something you were worried about?” Uramichi exasperated, looking at everyone around the table as they all gave him small, sympathetic smiles that wordlessly answered his question. His eyes eventually landed on Kumatani who, despite his lack of a smile, Uramichi could tell agreed. “You too?”

“It… was a mild concern,” Kumatani admitted, making Uramichi sigh defeatedly.

“We thought you’d be alone forever!” Iketeru chimed in his usual happy and upbeat tone, not quite fitting the statement he’d made.

“And I still can’t believe you got a girlfriend before me,” Usahara cried, earning annoyed glares from everyone.

Uramichi had rolled his eyes at his friend’s comments, even though he'd be lying if he said he hadn't feared the same. You were a blessing in his eyes. One that he wasn't confident he would ever receive. But here you were, against all odds and doubts. And now he couldn’t imagine life without you.

The weight of exhaustion hits him suddenly as he feels his eyelids grow heavy, begging him to crawl into bed and join you in your peaceful sleep.

He steps away from the bed and begins digging blindly through his drawers in search of sleepwear, pulling out a shirt and pants. He does his best to get dressed quietly so to not wake you, opting to leave his clothes in the floor than stumble to the hamper. But when his foot smacks against the bedframe and a pained yelp instinctively escapes his lungs, he knows it was a pointless effort.

He holds his breath (and whimpers) when he hears you shuffle under the sheets, and his heart drops when you soon sit up in the bed.

“Michi?” Your voice whispers, heavy with sleep and confusion. You rub your eyes and blink at him in an attempt to clear your blurry vision.

Uramichi sighs and picks up his clothes from the floor, deciding he might as well put them away now. It’s not like his blind stumbling will wake you up anymore than he already has.

“What time is it?” You mumble as you squint at the clock, unable to make it out. Uramichi’s gaze follows yours to the digital clock that has made a new home on his nightstand rather than his bed. Another small sign of your presence.

“9:08,” he says as he walks back to the bed, though cautiously. He sits down beside you, resting his back against the cool surface of the headboard. “Much later than I expected to be back. Sorry about that.” You shake your head, dismissing his apology.

“Don’t apologize. I know how those ‘mandatory parties’ can be,” you say with a light giggle. Your laughter eases Uramichi’s worry and brings a smile to his face, as it always does.

You move closer to him to rest your head on his chest as your arms snake around him in a tight hug. He instinctively raises his arm and drapes it over you, enveloping you in his warmth. You sit there in silence for a moment, hearing nothing but the steady beating of his heart as he drags a hand tenderly over your hair.

These were the moments you both enjoyed the most. The peace, the quiet, the way you would silently express your love and care for each other with nothing but simple actions. It’s what made the long and stressful days worth it.

“How was work?” You ask softly.

“The usual,” Uramichi sighs, his voice vibrating in his chest against your ear. “I think I tweaked something in my back again, but that’s nothing new. How about you?”

“Ugh, terrible,” you groan. “I got yelled at by three customers today. Told my boss I never want to work in the clothing department ever again,” you huff, being just a little bit overdramatic, drawing a quiet laugh from Uramichi.

His arm around you loosens as he shifts under you, moving away to look you in the eyes with a sweet smile that never fails to give you butterflies. That soft, genuine upturn of his lips that, to others, was a rare occurrence, but to you, was a gift you got to receive every single day.

He leans down to you and places his lips tenderly against your forehead, a simple but loving gesture that pulls a giggle from your lips. As he begins to pull away, you quickly wrap your arms around his neck to prevent him from moving any further before pressing your lips against his forehead, goofily returning the action. You eventually pull back and laugh in a way that makes him go weak.

His eyes flit over your content, sleep-laden face, and his mind reflects once more on the earlier conversation.

Before meeting you, he had finally come to terms with the possibility of never finding “the one”. And then you appeared, making his fear disappear. Words couldn’t begin to express how grateful he was for you, he just hoped you understood.

His heart twists in such a joyous way that it’s almost painful. It’s ironic really. How something can make you so happy that it causes you to ache. Of all the things he’s experienced that he thought might end him, none were as bad as this. You would be the death of him, he was sure of it.

He moves his face closer to you, his lips grazing just over yours as though to tease you.

“I really love you, you know,” he whispers, his lips bumping against yours with every syllable, sending a sharp chill though your body.

“Of course, I know that, silly,” you whisper back. You drag your hand up his torso, fingers lightly tracing his defined muscles as they make their way up to his neck, tangling in his hair.

You tug on his hair in a silent plea and he obliges, his lips connecting with yours in a warm, tingling kiss. Your lips move slowly, almost lazily, and yet it still feels energizing. You part, your light pants filling the otherwise silent room.

“I love you too,” you say, bringing your hands from around his neck to his face, brushing back his messy hair and cupping his cheeks in your palms. He raises a hand, wrapping it around your wrist as his thumb strokes over it.

He leans his body against yours, carefully pushing you back into the pillows before kissing you once more. His tongue swipes over your lips before giving them a light nip, making your mind go numb. His hands slide down your sides to your hips, grasping them firmly as he pulls you closer to him.

His lips move from your mouth to your neck, leaving a trail of burning kisses behind. He caresses the sensitive skin behind your ear, lightly enough to tickle and causing you to laugh.

"Michi!" You scold jokingly and smack him on the shoulder. He gives his own soft laugh and nuzzles into the crook of your neck, wrapping his arms around you and resting his body on top of yours.

“My little blessing,” he mumbles absentmindedly against your neck. You give a contented hum as you slip your hands under his shirt and drag them up and down his back, your nails scratching gently at his skin.

Comfortable silence encircles you again and exhaustion pulls at your eyelids. However, with your boyfriend almost crushing you, sleep is just out of reach.

“As comfortable as this is…" You start with a pat on the man's back. "I must say, you’re kinda impairing my ability to breathe."

"Oh," Uramichi says as he clumsily shifts himself to lay beside you, keeping his arms entwined around your waist. "Sorry," he says, and you can tell by his voice that sleep has almost claimed him as well.

You turn in his arms to face him, enamored by the way the moonlight highlights his handsome features, reflecting in his silky, brown hair. To him, you were his blessing, but little did he know that you felt the same way about him. You weren’t sure what you did to deserve this man. All you know is that you would do it a million times over if it meant it would lead you back to him.

“Goodnight,” you say and stretch to place another quick peck on his lips. But you don’t receive a response, a soft snore telling you that he was no longer conscious. It had certainly been a long day.

You smile to yourself and close your eyes as you press your face into his chest, letting your own body finally give in to the sleep it so desired.

©Cxtori 2023 please do not copy, plagiarize, repost or translate. reblogs much appreciated!

[restwellsoon]

NSFW Sex ABCs | Uramichi Omota

Minor, blank, and ageless blogs DNI! You will be blocked!

Uramichi Omota x GN!Reader

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Uramichi is clingy after sex, wanting to cuddle and kiss immediately after, despite your protests to clean up first. He even tells you that he doesn’t mind it when your skin sticks together from the sweat drying, despite him rubbing at his reddened skin after pulling apart.

He gets quite sentimental, and this side of him takes getting used to. Uramichi’s normally a neat guy, but he loves to admire how he’s made a mess out of you. The way your hair sticks to sweaty skin, swollen lips, that dazed expression on your face. He’s always afraid of this moment being the last, so you can help but oblige him when he quietly asks you to stay in his arms for a while.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Uramichi is surprisingly body neutral. Because of his former career in athletics, he’s more focused on his body’s ability to perform rather than its aesthetics. Needless to say, he’s incredibly proud of his strong core, the defining marker of a gymnast. He’s also pleased with the symmetry and size of his upper body in general–from his chest, his arms, back, and core–regardless of the comments others make about him being a gym rat. Having a strong upper body and core also allows him to fuck in positions that other men can’t, something he’s secretly smug about.

And in contrast, Uramichi loves all of your softest and squishiest bits, whatever they may be. It gives him a very cozy feeling, and he often loves nuzzling his face on that body part or grabbing it with his hands. You have a strong reason to suspect that he enjoys those parts because it subconsciously reminds him of using hand grips. 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

The moment you tell him that he’s allowed to cum inside you, he decides then and there that a drop won’t be wasted. He has zero desire to cum on your face or any other part of your body. Uramichi wants your pretty little holes filled with his cum. He’s quite the vanilla man, but it’s a (sexy) surprise to find out that he really loves the thought of plugging your cum-filled holes after fucking you for multiple rounds.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

The quickest way to get him hard is domesticity. He fantasizes about coming home to you and cumming in you, bathing together, sleeping together, and stealing kisses while prepping food. He likes to think of your voice when you wake up or the way you snap when he annoys you too much. The vulnerability and intimacy you’d share together is his go-to when he wants a very satisfying orgasm.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Luckily for Uramichi, his mind-body connection is strong. Yeah, he might go through insane years-long dry spells, but it doesn’t mean that he’s forgotten how to sexually please a partner at all. He doesn’t have much experience, but he does know how to get the job done. He’s also very studious and isn’t afraid to ask you for help and tips to make you cum.

He watches porn for research purposes.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Deep missionary. Uramichi not only loves how it feels, but he loves how it makes him feel so incredibly close to you too. He loves looking at the different expressions that you make while he makes you feel good, and knowing he’s the only one that makes you feel like that way.

Also for completely unsexy reasons, he likes that deep missionary gives him access to all your erogenous zones without straining his body or having to switch positions. 

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Even when he’s goofy, Uramichi seems serious. His playful side often unintentionally makes him seem like a dom. Really though, he’s trying to be funny. You don’t mind the intensity though.

If you go back and watch the highlight reels of his gymnast career, you’d see that his sex aura and competition aura are nearly identical.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Uramichi’s used to shaving everything because of his career as a gymnast. Even though his happy trail is usually shaved, he does like to keep his pubes trimmed neatly.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He doesn’t even realize how romantic he’s being in the moment. He just loves kissing your neck softly and calling out your name. He firmly believes in physically showing you how you make him feel, so he gives it his all to make you feel good.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He goes through cycles where he’s incredibly horny and jerkin’ it nonstop to dry spells where he hasn’t touched himself in months. His cock is pretty sensitive so he cums easily.

Because he has a vivid imagination (He’s not sure if he should thank his anxiety for that or not), he usually doesn’t need erotic audio or visual materials.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He didn’t even know that it was a thing, but Uramichi finds out later in life that he has a scent kink. The scent of your shampoo on his pillows or your perfume on his sheets drives him wild. And the way you smell down at your center? He salivates just thinking about it.

It takes him a while to open up about it, but he has a breeding kink and goes wild when you call him daddy. Yeah, maybe it has something to do with his fucked up childhood, but the thought of having a family with you, taking care of you, and (as fucked up as it may seem) having a lifelong connection with you, drives him absolutely wild. He’s embarrassed to admit this to you–and he doesn’t want to seem insane either–but after growing closer, you find it incredibly sweet. You don’t mind indulging this kink of his.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Maybe if he spent his 20s fucking instead of destroying his body and mental fortitude through gymnastics, he’d be more adventurous. But alas, he’s now in his 30s and there’s no place more exciting to him than his bed.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

It’s probably pathetic, but just showing interest in him fills him up with excitement. He wants to be seen as Uramichi, not the gymnast, not the taiso no oniisan, and definitely not by his surname. He really likes it when his crush (you, duh) calls him by his nickname.

Also scalp massages. 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

For the love of god or whatever the fuck is out there, do not ask him to dress up for you. It gives him such a visceral reaction and reminds him of work that it kills his mood completely. 

You’d think that having a horrible father would make him have some needs for validation and praise, but surprisingly, Uramichi doesn’t have a praise kink at all. Because he’s been exceptional from a young age, he’s used to being praised but secretly badmouthed behind his back, so praise doesn’t do it for him when it comes to his performance. Instead, it’s more meaningful when you show him how good he’s making you feel (by cumming all over his cock).

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Of course Uramichi loves it whenever you go down on him. He loves hearing you gag and gasp around his cock, and he loves to relax by fucking your mouth gently, his fingers wrapped in your hair.

Uramichi never considered quitting smoking until he finally went down on you. His skills are sloppy but with good intention at first, and though he’s embarrassed by your prompting, he’s more than willing to follow through with your instructions. He loves going down on you and says that it helps with his oral fixation.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He loves starting off slow and sensual, trying to make each session last as long as possible. It’s a challenge though–because you feel so good–that he often ends up desperately fucking into you until he’s a mess.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Although Uramichi likes to go at his own pace, he doesn’t mind having a quickie every once in a while. Although he knows you’ll make him cum every time, he secretly stresses about you not being satisfied. 

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

As someone who’s known for a lack of preference, experimenting is no different. He says that he’ll always try something once as long as it’s with you. 

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He has great stamina and recovery time. Unfortunately though, since he wasn’t having sex often before you two got together, he doesn’t last long the first few encounters. Rather than being annoyed though, you take it as a compliment for being that good. (Uramichi later tells you that this was one of the moments that made him love you.)

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

You’re surprised to learn that Uramichi owns a cocksleeve, and it’s a source of embarrassment when you come across it in his apartment one day. He fervently denies buying it himself and says that it was a gag gift from Kumatani and Usahara. (Let’s be real, it was mostly Usahara’s idea though Kumatani thought that a sex toy would definitely help Uramichi lighten up.) Gag gift or not, you save Uramichi some embarrassment by not commenting on how well-loved it looks.

He’s intimidated by your toys at first, but eventually warms up to their usefulness, asking you to show him how you use them. Every once in a while, he’ll use them on you while you fuck.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He hates being teased and lacks the patience for it. But this man is constantly teasing you without even realizing it. Like I said, he thinks he’s being funny with some of his sexual comments or jokes, but really he sounds like a full-fledged dom ready to force you into submission if he has to. He really likes that needy side of you because it makes him feel wanted.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Uramichi’s relatively quiet in other settings, so you’re surprised to hear his soft moans and grunting when you fuck. Those rare times where he has a clear mind while having sex, he loves to praise you and to be praised.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

With stamina and strong forearms like Uramichi’s, this man is a fingerfucking king. Once he finds those sweet spots that make you squirm, he’ll attack them relentlessly, curling his fingers and going at a pace that seems nearly impossible. He loves licking his fingers after you cum or making you taste yourself. When he’s feeling naughty, he likes to finger you after he’s cum inside, using it as lube.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s longer than average but quite thick. Again, he’s quite neutral about his body, so he doesn’t understand why others think he’s impressive. He gets off on your reaction to seeing his cock for the first time though, the way your mouth hangs slightly agape and your eyes widen.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

I don’t think he has a high sex drive at first since he’s been alone for so long and stays away from random hook-ups. Being with you sends his sex drive through the roof, however, and even he’s surprised with his sexual appetite.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He has all this pent up tension and stress that he never knew that fucking could get rid of. After a good cuddle sesh, he falls asleep quickly and feels well-rested after.

Thanks to the @/the-coldest-goodbye for sharing this prompt.) 

Also it's inevitable that I give every fictional man that I love a daddy and breeding kink. Sorry not sorry.

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Simptember 2024.

Day 15 - Overworked.

Uramichi Omota x fem!Reader

This story is a smut story for simptember, I’ll be writing more characters x reader one shots for simptember and if you want to see a character please let me know...

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Summary: after a long shot you offered to help relieve some of your co-workers tensions and stress.

Word count: 1.7k

CW: NSFW and adult content, oral (f!giving) swallowing cum, fingering/Masturbation, implied sex, massage, slight dirty talk, drinking, semi-public sex (at work).

Working on together with mama was a tiresome task, constantly singing and dancing, play with young children and the overly long working days, and how could you forget the lack of ‘PTO’.

You had a particularly difficult shoot today, well that wasn’t entirely true, today you had a regular shot until the director decided to throw a few fancy tricks in the last performance of the show, you were told to sit on your co-worker’s shoulders for the last portion of the show, which wasn’t what was difficult, the task was made difficult by the amount of retakes had to be done because of the mistake made, you felt so bad for Uramichi as he stood there with a very forced smile, even after everything was done and you were helped off his shoulders by Kumatani and Usahara, you couldn’t stop apologising and asking it he was hurt, to which he replied he was fine and you had nothing to be sorry about.

Even now you felt horrible, you were certain Uramichi would be in a lot of pain and probably would have anyone to help him with in, you knocked on his dressing room door, “come in” you heard him grumble from the other side on the door, walking into his room you offered him a slight smile, “hey Omota-san, I just wanted to check in on you” you closed his door behind you and walked over to the table he was sitting at, Uramichi sighed and sat back in his chair “I’m fine and you’ve been told before, stop being so formal…” he gestured for you to sit, you nodded before sitting across from him, “I’m sorry, I just thought it’s best if I show my seniors respect” you sighed and placed your hands on his table, “yeah well don’t let Usahara hear that, he’ll take full advantage of it” he gave a cynical chuckle and you nodded, “is it really that’s bad…? I just don’t want to be rude, I worry what people think about you” you pressed your cheek onto his table and he clicked his tongue, “is that way you’re worried about me, because you’ll think I’ll bitch about your weight or something?” Uramichi sighed, you shot up onto your feet and slammed your hands on his table, “no! That’s not true, I don’t think you’re like that…” you shouted before you recoiled slightly “well I hope you’re not like that… I just feel responsible from any pain you might have, I should have said something” you slumped back down into your seat and looked up at the ceiling.

“Sure I could sit here and yell at you about how it’s your fault, but what good would it do…” Uramichi sighed and you looked back at him, “to be honest with you, my shoulders hurt…” he rubbed a hand over his shoulder and you felt a ping of guilt stabbed you, “can I help you feel better? Maybe I could massage it with some muscle cream” you sat up straight and Uramichi raised his hand ready to refuse but you insisted and stood before walking around the table and standing next to him, “please let me help you, I’d feel awful if you had to go home in pain” you spoke rather quickly and he nodded with a sigh before directing you to the muscle relief cream on his vanity, and the two heat patches that sat underneath it, you grabbed everything and walked back to him, “is the pain only on your shoulders or is it also on your back too?” You asked and placed everything on the table, Uramichi stood and removed his shirt before slumping back into his sit, “my back also hurts but don’t worry about, it’s unrelated to today incident” he said and you moved closer to him trying to avoid staring at his bare torso, “oh okay, I’ll just massage your shoulders then” you breathed and picked up the cream and placed a coin sized amount on your palm before rubbing it into your hand, you moved your hands onto his shoulder and began massaging his shoulder muscles, you worked your palm over his shoulder and rubbed your fingers over his skin, for a while you were worried you were just making it worse and he was too nice to tell you, but once you heard him sigh in, you felt a sense of relief fill you and something else, you’d never heard a man sigh in such a way and you craved more.

The idea of bringing such satisfaction to someone made you flush red, “are you sure you don’t want me to massage your back? I wouldn’t mind” you spoke and Uramichi looked back at you, he looked as though he was debating with himself for a moment before speaking, “if I thought so lowly of you, I’d assume you like touching bare men” he smiled and your face went redder then it already was, it that was possible, he then stood and reached for his shirt, “I wanted to help you… but I do enjoy it…” you said softly and if the room wasn’t already stuck in a suffocating silence because of the tension building, Uramichi probably wouldn’t have heard you, “you enjoyed touching me?” He asked and you swore you could have fainted, “I- I- I… it’s not like that, I just enjoyed making you feel better…” you stumbled over you sentence and now it was Uramichi turn for his face to go red, he thought for a moment before sitting back in his chair, he tossed his shirt back on the table and gestured for you to step in front of him.

Now standing in front of Uramichi, you looked down at him and felt as he grabbed your hands, “you like it… making me feel good, I have a way to really help me relax” he hummed and pulled you down to kneel, you looked up at him and quickly realised what he was asking you, “you want me to suck it… right?” You looked at the slight bulge forming in his pants, he nodded and you moved your hands up to his zipper, “you’re so forward, I didn’t expect that” he chuckled and you slowly unzipped his pants the opened them before pulling his underwear down and freeing his member, “you have practice with this, do you?” Uramichi smiled watching your face redden even further, you looked away and felt his hand brush over your hair, “I’m only teasing, you’re cute when you’re flustered” he said and watched as you gently began to pump him in your hand, you made slow movements that you were sure frustrated him.

Uramichi groaned and grabbed your free hand bringing it to his shaft, “use both hands… I need more” he sighed and you smiled picking up your pace before stopping completely as soon as he got worked up, you felt his fingers grip the side of his face, you moved closer to him and pressed a kiss to his tip, you felt his finger clenched into a fist before he brought them up you his face, you gently wrapped your lips around his tip and slowly began to take him deeper, Uramichi groaned and you hummed around his cock, you began moving quicker, you held the base of his cock in one hand and the other cupped his sack, all while your mouth worked him, you moved your head up and down in swift motions hollowing your cheeks and massaging your tongue on the underside of his shaft.

Uramichi pressed a hand over his mouth and moaned into it, he watched as you took him so willingly into your mouth and he wondered how you’d feel taking him in other places, how much of him would you expect in one evening, were you just being nice or did you want it, all questions he was too afraid to ask, however as he watched you he had those questions answered as he watched your hand slip between your legs and your fingers beginning to work on you, he groaned and pressed his hand to the back of your head, as he began thrusting his hips upwards into your mouth, you gagging and grabbing his knee with your free hand, you moved your head fast and began moaned louder as you could feel your release approaching quickly as, you gripped knees tightly and Uramichi groaned, his hips gave one final thrust upwards and the feeling of hot cum filling your mouth caused you to pull back and swallow, in a panic Uramichi tucked himself back into his pants and reached for a handful of tissues before pressed them to your lips “I’m so sorry, I was getting so carried away… spit it into here” he said moving off the chair and kneeling in front of you.

You opened your mouth and he looked at you in shock, “it’s okay, I liked it… I had so much fun, thank you Uramichi-san” you smiled and he stood before reaching a hand for you, you took it and he helped you up, “I’m glad to hear, I’m still very sorry for my recklessness…” he spoke grabbing your hips and pressing you against his table “let me make it up to you for that” he hummed and moved to lift your skirt however just as his fingers brushed against the hem of your fabric he door swung open and the two of you pulled apart so quickly, “hey Uramichi-kun, we’re going for drinks, also we can’t seem to find y/n-chan” you saw Usahara chuckle as he walked into the room with Kumatani and Iketeru following after him, “oh hey there you are, we’ve been looking all over for you” he smiled and looked at Uramichi, “why is your shirt off… you shouldn’t undress in front of a woman” he continued and before Uramichi could explode at him and throw the bottle of massage cream at him, you spoke up “I was helping him with his shoulders, because I felt badly but we should go to give Uramichi-san his privacy while he dresses” you began pushing all the men out of the room closed the behind you.

You spoke to Usahara about going for drinks and excepted, later that evening after drinks Uramichi offered to walk you home, to which you agreed and after a short stop to the convenient store, he walked you home and excepted your invitation inside and Uramichi was even kind enough to offered to walk you to work the next morning, which you happily agreed to.

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𖤍 uramichi giving his pretty gf a creampie <33

cw. fem! reader, established relationship, cumming inside (use condoms irl!!), creampie, strength kink, rough sex, mating press, clit stimulation, cervical stimulation, squirting, big cock & overstimulation.

lati. have this while i finish up my other bigger wips lmao,,

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You love it when your boyfriend fucks you stupid, trapping you underneath his well-built body until he can't possibly cum anymore. He's always fucking you like his life depends on it, but you like it when he fucks your cunt so messily n sloppily. Always needing Uramichi to bend you over the nearest surface bc all you can really think about is how nice and good his dick feels inside your pussy. Your fingers could never compare to his twiddling with your swollen clit until you're creaming around his fat cock.

Uramichi's strong enough to fold you in half, effectively trapping you in a mating press that will surely leave you in a fucked-out state. It's always been a favorite of his, but who could blame him? His pretty girlfriend happily letting him use her pussy, wet insides rapidly fluttering and taking everything he has to give despite the overstimulation just gets him so hot and bothered. So he can't help it when he gets so lost in the pleasure of your gummy pussy that he forgets he isn't wearing a condom.

"IーfuckーI forgot to buy condomsーsh-shit, quit squeezing..!" Rasping like his lungs are about to give out, Uramichi grinds down into your pussy, thick cockhead nearly kissing your cervix with each roll of his hips.

The muscles in your legs burn, aching to rest, but you just feel so, so good. Even if the lack of circulation in your limbs has made them long since go numb, you really don't want Uramichi to stop fucking you. You want to think of nothing but the unending good coursing through your veins, wanting it to continue forever even if your legs hurt like hell.

"S'okay... y.. you can cum inside..!" You don't know what possessed you to say that, you know what'll happen if he cums inside. But the risk of it is tantalizing enough to make you forget all of your reasoning and clarity. "So.. make sure to cum inside a loー"

You aren't given a second to breathe, much less hold in your lewd moans as Uramichi pounds down into you faster, harder, leaving you a shaking mess barely clinging onto him. Each of his vigorous thrusts pushes his cock further inside your plush walls, heavy balls smacking against your puffy folds as he rasps and groans like a man starved.

"Shit, s'so fuckin' tight.. so damn good.." His nibs and wetly sucks at your neck without thought as though it's the only thing he knows, "Fuck, it's—I'm--!"

It's odd, the sensation of your pussy being filled with thick spurts of Uramichi's release, but you can't deny that it feels good. Your mind feels like mush, vision blurry as you cum around his length. Choked sobs and weak whimpers of his name are the only noises you can make, the overwhelming good rendering you stupid.

Your stomach now feels warm, fuller than you ever felt before. It's a nice feeling, having Uramichi's thick cum spilt inside your pussy, even if you're risking getting knocked up. You decide that you'd like him to cum inside again.

Wheezing, you rapidly blink away the fat tears filling your eyes and attempt to flex your toes, and heave a sigh when the digits give a weak twitch. Good, your legs are at least still somewhat functional.

"Hey.. you okay?" A soft kiss is pressed against your jaw, and your boyfriend's handsome visage is gazing down at you fondly, as though he hadn't just fucked you senseless moments before.

"Yeah," you release air that you didn't even know you were holding in. He smiles fondly and nods, before collapsing his forehead against your collarbone. He breathes in your scent, basking in the passing moment of your togetherness. Your legs are numb now, but you don't care, not right now.

" 'Michi?"

"Hm?" He shifts against your neck, listening in his dazed state.

"Can you cum inside me again?♡"

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Birthday Wishes

Summary: Uramichi may not like birthdays, but he might like you. 2.5k A/N: Official art from Gaku Kaze; Uramichi Omota/F!Reader, lots of fluff and some humor. TW: Mentions of depression and self esteem issues (kinda a given considering it's Uramichi, but still) Enjoy!

Working on Together with Maman was one of the most thankless, tedious jobs you’ve ever been underpaid to do. While the director got to lord over the staff and the actors got some praise and respect, you were just one of the many unsung heroes behind the scenes. Editing out Uramichi Omota’s regular mental breakdowns and existential crises from the show’s footage was a full time job in and of itself, but you did it every week without fail for the past three years. At this point you could practically do it in your sleep; sometimes Uramichi’s strained, desperate attempts to keep a cheerful expression on his face made regular appearances in your dreams. You suspected the void that was his stare would haunt your mind long after the time came for you to leave Together with Maman .

You did feel a bit guilty at the twinge of resentment you had toward the cast when they got the lion’s share of the glory. After all, they all had their good points: to start, Kumitani was fairly considerate of the staff, particularly those on the lowest rungs of the workplace hierarchy. Speaking of hidden kindness, despite Utano’s complaints, she was a devoted and thoughtful girlfriend. Iketeru’s childish wonder and joy was infectious; he hardly ever complained and was very appreciative. Even Usahara with his bad habit of putting his foot in his mouth, was still committed to a certain level of professionalism and was quick to amend for his mistakes. When everything was said and done, you had a fondness for them all.

Last but not least, there was Uramichi. One works with many different types in the entertainment industry and you were no stranger to washed up, jaded, regularly drinking their weight in booze performers putting on a show off and on camera but Uramichi was the worst.

Needless to say, you were crazy about the man.

Today was Uramichi’s 32nd birthday and though he no doubt would prefer to ignore such a day all together, you couldn’t help yourself. This was the perfect time to do something to show your appreciation for Uramichi and not just as a gymnast oniisan. With any luck, he might not hate it. In fact, you were certain he was going to love what you chose to do.

After making up an excuse to get his attention, Uramichi dutifully trailed after you, grim faced and changed out of his costume. You intercepted him just as Usahara and a somewhat less enthusiastic Kumatani were going to usher their colleague to a bar for a night of begrudging celebration. As unlikely as it was that Uramichi would rather spend any evening doing more work, you thought he seemed a bit relieved to be taken away. 

“Sorry, this won’t take long.”

“It’s fine.” Uramichi assured you in the most unconvincing attempt you ever heard. “Your job is editing, right? What do you need me for?”

“I wanted to get your approval on a few things. I wanted to work in some parts of what you were saying to the kids before.”

“From the segment about labeling?” 

That particular sketch was meant to teach the children about putting their names on their school things. Doing this would help them keep track of their positions, as well as teach them about personal responsibility. It could even be a good chance to allow children to practice their spelling and penmanship. It all went about as well as it could have.

“The bit where you warned the children about adhering to the labels others will try to assign to you and how the pressures of society are designed to slowly crush any trace of individuality that doesn’t help them go with the flow was a bit long winded, but I think we can keep in bits and pieces.”

“You…want to keep it in?”

“I mean, it’s not a bad message.” You type in the passcode to the staff room. “The script is good, but you have a way of talking to kids so they can understand without talking down to them. Not everyone learns at the same pace; it helps when adults can get on a kid’s level. Most are too proud.”

“You,” Uramichi followed you into the room. “Are you saying I lack pride as an adult?”

“What? No.”

As you pull out a seat for Uramichi to use, his face says he doesn’t believe you. Seeing how despondent he is makes you want to call the whole thing off, but then you would have to come up with an excuse as to why you requested his presence in the first place. 

Anyone would be justified in feeling insulted at Uramichi’s knee jerk reaction to assume the worst; it’s hardly charming, but you get it. How much of Uramichi’s attitude is natural or something he uses like a shield is anyone’s guess. 

“I guess it makes sense. It’s not like we know each other that well. Besides, this is our first time speaking one on one and I had to lie to you.” 

Uramichi was glancing around the room; there wasn’t any projector or cameras or a computer. 

“Wait, so you don’t think I have any pride?”

“Hey, are you even listening to me?” You stare in disbelief. “I meant about looking over the footage. Hold on, I need to-”

“So then…was all that other stuff you said just to get me to come here?”

“No, it wasn’t. I’ve already got someone editing that segment anyway.” 

In the corner is an easel, like one of the props they use for presentations in the show. Instead of a whiteboard or a display of cartoon images, there’s a sheet covering up the project you’ve been working on just for today. 

“That’s good.”

“Huh?”

“I thought you were going to lecture me about being more professional so you didn’t have such a heavy workload. I’m sure most of your time is taken up erasing the evidence of my family unfriendly fits of despair. My bad.”

“Even hearing you apologize is bumming me out.” You sigh. “Listen, it’s not that much trouble. Besides, it’s really not my place to scold you or the other cast members.”

“Why not? You have to make up for our screw ups. Don’t tell me it can’t be stressful. You look tired just being here.”

“That’s not really something you should say to a woman. Well, anyone really.”

The blank stare widens as Uramichi realizes what he implied, but you cut him off. Things have gotten awkward enough without dragging on this conversation. Besides, you brought him here to cheer him up, if that’s even possible.

“I hope you like this. I made it for your birthday. Well, I put it together. The kids made it.”

You unveil the display with a smile, hoping you had this right and Uramichi wasn’t going to walk out. Or worse, put on his fake smile to spare your feelings. You prefer an honest reaction to your efforts.

“These are all the drawings kids have sent in for the past year. I got the idea to save them up and make a collage.”

The board is covered in crayon doodles, rough sketches, and messy paintings. There’s some postcards and pages ripped from coloring books. Almost all of them are of Uramichi-oniisan in various costumes, mainly his tracksuit: in some he’s frolicking with Kumao-kun or Usao-kun or holding hands with Utano and Iketeru. Some illustrations are of Uramichi surrounded by children or animals or just random scribbles. There’s also a decent amount featuring Kotori-san but you try not to think about that too hard. 

“I thought maybe we could show the board in a show, but I wanted you to see it first. We could keep it safe in the studio, if you don’t have room for it in your place. It’s your birthday present.” 

Uramichi stands up to get a closer look; he doesn’t look appalled and you choose to take this as a good sign. You step to the side, trying not to seem too nervous when he stands by your side; after a minute, Uramichi still hasn’t said anything. Even so, you’re feeling more worried by the second.

“Do you like it?”

“Yes.”

“Oh. Good.” You smile, but don’t feel too relieved. “You’re not just saying that, right? It’s okay, you can be honest. Is it too cheesy? Maybe I should have left out the ones with Kotori-san.”

“No.”

“No?”

“I hate that demon, but the kid’s probably worked hard to draw it. I don't mind so much. You said this took a year?”

“More or less. Uramichi, whatever you think, you’re appreciated. The kids see you do your best. It’s more than a lot of people bother to do. I figured you wouldn’t want a staff party, but everyone here sees it too. We’re glad to have you as our gymnast oniisan.”

Uramichi was still looking over the pictures. “You work a lot harder than I do.”

“I wouldn’t say that. Our jobs are just different.”

“But no one gives the behind the scenes crew much credit. I’ve never been especially considerate to your job before, but you spent a year making me a present?”

“I only collected the drawings. It only took a couple hours to actually put it together.” You replied. “Is this too much?”

“Yeah. I don’t deserve this.” Uramichi told you bluntly. “I don’t get it. Why did you do this?”

For a long time now, you’ve watched Uramichi drag himself through the day; as much as he professes going through the motions, you know that’s not exactly true. 

“The thing is, I wish I could do more. I want you to have a nice birthday.”

“I don’t like celebrating my birthday. It just reminds me that I’m a year older and I’ve wasted more time. Which is strange, since I don’t even know why I feel that way. I can’t even imagine what else I would be doing if I wasn’t an oniisan, so why do I feel like I’m wasting time at all? I can’t do this forever. I’m already 32, but I don’t have anything planned for when I get too old for Together with Maman. ’’

“You could probably still find work on another show. It doesn’t have to be physical. Unless you want to leave the industry for something else entirely. I bet you could do something with your physical education degree; you’ve had experience with children, then maybe you could work that into whatever you go for next.” 

“That…sounds like a lot to think about.”

You can’t help laughing a little at how defeated Uramichi looks just from the prospect of having to start over. It’s oddly cute, like a sad puppy being told they have to go to the vet.

“It is, but if you do it one step at a time, it won’t be so daunting. That’s why I like birthdays: I see them as a chance to, well,” You scratch your head. “It’s like, yes, I made it another year! It wasn’t easy, but I’m here and that’s enough. It’s something to celebrate.”

“Hey, you should be more careful with how you phrase things.”

“What did I say wrong?”

“You’re going to make me think you have feelings for me or something.” Uramichi chuckles dryly, turning his back on you to head toward the door. “If I was Usahara, I would take this as a proposal. But anyway, thanks. I can’t remember when someone tried so hard. I guess I should return the favor. I’m being emotionally blackmailed into going out tonight: if you want, you can join. Or not. Do you drink?”

“Yes, to both.”

“Both?”

“I wanted to tell you this now, before I start taking classes full time next month. Uramichi, I like you. I do, so,” You clear your throat. “Happy birthday. I hope you’ll still accept the poster. It’s more from the kids than me anyhow. I was going to bake you something, but I wasn’t even sure if you liked cake or-”

“You talk a lot. Hold on, I need a minute.”

Uramichi has his head in his hands; he looks pale and visibly disturbed. It seems like your confession wasn’t appreciated, but you could have guessed as much. Maybe you’re too different or maybe Uramichi just isn’t interested in dating.

You can respect that, no matter how much it hurts you. In hindsight, it would have been better to keep quiet or just wait until your time was done at the studio, but you naively assumed Uramichi might like hearing someone cared. Not everything comes with conditions or ulterior motives; sometimes the pay off is as straightforward as making someone else’s day a little easier to get through. 

“I’m sorry. I should go.” You make your way past him to the door. “I hope you enjoy your night!”

“Wa-wait don’t just leave! You can’t drop a bomb like that and just breeze past like-like-!” Uramichi stumbles to get to you before you rush outside. “You’re serious? Did Usahara put you up to this?”

“No.”

“Well, are you, like, sure? You didn’t mistake me for someone else?”

“You’re Uramichi Omota?”

“Yeah.”

“If this makes you uncomfortable, you really don’t have to worry, I never said anything to anyone else.”

“It’s not that. I’m just…processing. Do you really?”

“You know, maybe the next segment we do should be on active listening skills.” You cross your arms. “Uramichi, this isn’t rocket science. If you’re not interested, okay. I’ll live. I don’t mind being single, but I wouldn’t be bothering you with this if I wasn’t serious.”

Uramichi seems calmer, but no less baffled; it’s probably the most emotion you’ve ever seen him emote at once that wasn’t irritation or exhaustion. Surely he has had other girls confess to him before; you heard he was pretty popular in school. You don’t see why he’s having a hard time handling this one. 

“When I was drunk, I said I thought you were cute. I wouldn’t put it past that damn bunny to try to rope you into one of his pranks.”

You grin. “You did? When?”

“Come on, I’m embarrassed enough. I’m too old for this.”

“For what?”

“To act this way.” Uramichi sighs and drags a hand over his face. “I hate it. It’s like I’m back in high school or something. It’s awkward and I don’t know what I’m doing.”

“Don’t you already feel that way?”

“That doesn’t help.”

“So then?” You shrug your shoulders. “Am I cute enough to date?”

To your surprise, Uramichi’s cheeks flush slightly; you wonder if your own nervousness is showing. Truly, adults pretend as much as kids do. 

“Is that offer for a drink still valid? Unless you don’t want me flirting with you in front of everyone.”

“No way.” Uramichi objects. “I don’t want to deal with that headache. Let’s not say anything until after you’re done working here.”

“Oh, now who’s making big plans for the future?” You can't resist a little more teasing. "I thought looking that far ahead was too much to handle?"

“That was when I didn’t have something to look forward to.”

Uramichi might not have meant it to sound like a line; he said it with the same bland, borderline monotone that he usually spoke with, but you feel butterflies all the same. 

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Uramichi Omota Relationship HCs

Definitely inexperienced when it comes to being in a relationship, but it doesn’t show very well. He’s never had a partner really- between being too busy during his school days trying to meet insane expectations, and now dealing with his own personal issues into adulthood, he hasn’t seen a need to date. He’s probably internalized that he needs to fix whatever he has going on with himself before subjecting a partner to it. Regardless, he’s mature enough and learnt enough about the world around him to know how a relationship is supposed to vaguely go, especially the healthy ones. 

Still, the likelihood of him turning you down if you make the first move is almost nonexistent. He’ll never admit it in any way other than a dark and pessimistic way, but he does genuinely want a partner to love and be loved by. It’s impossible to resist, even with his anxiety and depression, if you’re the one approaching him. 

He’s very hands off at first, and it’s a fifty-fifty chance people can even tell you two are in a relationship at all, with how much he treats you like a friend rather than a lover at first. 

There are small signs though, pointing to him having more care for you than others. He’s much more likely to try and avoid doing things that make you uncomfortable, scared, or hurt. He also will skip a pack of cigarettes or get a smaller case of beer to buy you snacks he knows you like, or if there's something he knows you need. He'd rather at least try to be a bit healthier if it means making sure you're taken care of.

He won't tell you, though. Things will just... appear.

The same goes for if you go out with him to a bar- especially if you're a lightweight. You'll just happen to have a glass of water in your hand, a jacket on your shoulders, a seat on a crowded train home-

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when you feel down

uramichi, iketeru, usahara, mitsuo, kikaku

gender neutral reader

uramichi omota

"being sad most of the time is a fact of life and no matter how fast you try to run away from it, it will eventually catch up to you," uramichi mumbles darkly.

you sigh, knowing his tendencies well enough, and sit down. you feel pathetic inside and you wish he would have done something, anything to cheer you up.

"however," he wraps his arms around you with the same grim expression, "i will run with you and have your back when the race starts."

his skin feels warm against you and even though he doesn't look at you, you feel like you can share your feelings with him and he will listen.

kikaku hanbee

he calls you back during his break.

"hi? why did you call when i was at work?"

he knows something is wrong the moment he hears your voice.

"well?" he says stiffly because he is at a loss, "what's the matter? what got you so down? i have 15 minutes to listen to you right now. you can tell me the rest tonight when i come back."

he may sound dismissive but he is concerned about you in his own way. why else will he spend his break talking to you rather than agonising over his incompetent coworkers?

iketeru daga

"what happened? you sound like you were denied onigiri," he says and takes a seat next to you.

"i don't feel too good..." you whisper in a broken voice and hide your face in his shoulder.

"why didn't you say something? i have snacks. special flavored onigiri. if you want, we can also go out for some food today. you can talk to me while we eat."

food makes situations better. don't they? he will listen to you even if he is not smart enough to understand you completely. ms sayuri gets comfortable near you to provide her warmth.

tobikichi usahara

what? his cute partner is down? usahara gets into his protective boyfriend mode. he is clueless and panics a little. did he do something wrong? are you upset with him?

what do you want? cuddling? food? a shoulder to rely on? a ear to listen to you? well he is not the best when it comes to advice but he can try that too.

he feels a little guilty about the happiness that consumes him. you chose to come to him when you were down. that makes him feel useful and special. he won't let you down.

mitsuo kumatani

"huh? did something happen?" he asks the moment he sees your face.

you can look the way you look every day and he will know. he is very conscious of the little changes in you.

"if you want to talk, i am here to listen. if you wanna hang out casually, we can do that too. i have brought some good movies for us to watch. if you want to rest, we can cuddle or i can leave you alone."

in truth, he is really worried about you and would love to stay by your side till you feel better.

if you ask him to stay, he feels happy but it's impossible to guess it from his nonchalant expression.