#ushijima Wakatoshi

[tricodekus]

he had a pocket hankie...

[uzmacchiato]

♡🏀 CUSTOM DIVIDERS 🏀♡ -

HAIKYUU CHARACTER DIVIDERS - Part 1 🐦‍⬛🧡

These characters were requested from me through an ask. I'll post all of Karasuno's players in one part next time and some other popular characters to this one.

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➡️ Masterlist ✨

Daichi :

Asahi :

Ushijima :

Bokuto :

Oikawa :

Kuroo :

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[justmanu]

Ushijima Wakatoshi Brainrot

I hope you guys like it, I've had this on my mind after I saw a few tiktoks and I couldn't stop myself from thinking this was so Ushiwaka coded.

Ushijima was infatuated with you. Seeing you walk into the church in that beautiful white dress, made tears pool in his eyes. Memories from all of your years together coming to his mind as he heard the Nuptial March, the melody serving as a background music for the little movie playing in his mind. Tendou, his best friend and best man, handed him a handkerchief, and patted his friend's back smiling. He knew how much Ushijima dreamed of getting married and starting a family. And seeing you, the love of his life, committing yourself to him until death do you part made him the happiest man on Earth.

And then it was time for the party, everyone was gathering around to receive the bride and the groom, that were now husband and wife. Ushijima made way towards his groomsmen, thanking each and every one of them for being there. You, on the other hand, were reviewing the Polaroid pictures your bridesmaids had brought. They were boudoir pictures of you, some in white lingerie and some in nothing at all.

The party was pumping and you were there, dancing with your guests when you saw one of your bridesmaids walk over to Wakatoshi, giving him one picture. The moment he looked at the little picture of you with your ass up in the air, your back arched and looking back at the camera with a smile on your face made his pants a tad tighter. His piercing eyes looked straight into yours, and you smirked a little, blowing him a kiss in return. He chuckled and nodded, accepting his fate that he would receive many more of those pictures of you during the night.

And that's when the saga began. In the most unexpected moments of the party, one of the bridesmaids would sneak a picture into his hold, the white lingerie hugging your body in all the right places and making your curves seem carved to perfection. In the pictures you had a look, like a feline ready to attack, to take his very soul and devour him whole.

As the night went on, Wakatoshi kept all of those polaroids, committing each and every one to memory. Let's say he enjoyed them very much, especially after all the guests were gone and he had you all to himself during the wedding night.

[bubbletealife]

For shiratorizawa week day 3 prompt found family

Yes I highkey speedran it

[kwadlayns]

talk to me in french, talk to me in spanish 🍒

[luvnami]

"wakatoshi!"

your whimper of his first name against his ear nearly has ushijima swearing. you cling to him, both hands scrabbling for any kind of purchase on his broad back.

"please, ah! not there!"

his tip kisses your favourite spot and the world spins. his hips slam into yours as he fucks into you hard and fast. your body presses itself flush against his own, sweaty skin sticking together.

"s-sorry. you feel-," ushijima bites on his lower lip, barely cutting off a strained groan. "so good. so, so good."

each thrust into your welcoming pussy doesn't grow sloppier, even though it sounds that way, especially when you're a dripping mess and ushijima's balls are heavy and full. lewd squelches echo alongside the slap of skin on skin.

he has one hand cradling the back of your head. it allows him to hold you close to him, face nosing the exposed column of your throat.

"sorry. sorry, sorry, sorry," ushijima babbles. "i- i can't stop, just wanna cum in you, please?"

you don't know if the noise you make is intelligible or not. it doesn't matter, because ushijima cums so hard that his senses tune everything out but the release of his seed into your womb.

[tsukimirecs]

olympic team hq!! // fic recommendations

note: remember to read the tags! + i do not own any of these works ⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*

atsumu

neon lights (in a world gray) triple trouble drunk mind sober heart green with envy a commemoration of firsts till one of us caves long black anyways, don't be a stranger

kageyama

fate when one door closes stolen kisses miscommunication him?! haunt me volleyball on the brain you can hear it in the silence

sakusa

soft and wet public transit miscarry it's still love drawing our moments bed this victory is mine, and yours touch starved

oikawa

babygirl pinch two stories settle always perfect pain split here's to the sixth time

ushijima

request trust fall atlas bitter / sweet soft, but for you only in time page 304

bokuto

inferior an accidental heroine as loud as you like lucid swept up in the moment heart attack

[tamoru]

…?!

[izuqi]

how did trying to wrestle with your 6'3, buff boyfriend end up with you in a full nelson?

"f-fuck!" you scream, hips bucking against ushijima's hands. "ah- wakatoshi, y-your fingers are too big!" you moan, tears brimming your eyes from the pleasure of his long fingers curling inside of you.

he shushes your before pressing a kiss into your neck, "sh baby, you can take it." he whispers, lifting his head up and pushing his tongue into your mouth. it's hard to kiss him back when the only thing on your pretty little head is the intrusion of his fingers inside of your cunt. he almost chuckles into the kiss when you weakly stick your tongue out, trying to match the pace of his.

he pulls away from you and laps at your neck again, speeding up his fingers brutal pace. "oh my goddd," you slur, "m'gunna cum— feels so good!" you moan, throwing your head back, giving ushijima more space to craft love bites all over your skin.

"i know, touch yourself for me baby." you nod, bringing your hand to your clit and rubbing harsh circles into it, desperate for your release.

you bite your lip, squeezing your eyes shut, "mphhh, i'm gunna cum, m cumming toshi." you pant. "cum for me, please." ushijima grins, curling his fingers straight into your gspot. you cry out, white spots filling your vision as your pushed over the edge on your boyfriend's fingers.

"ah, so pretty for me." ushijima smiles, pulling out his fingers and pressing a kiss into your temple. your still panting and trying to recollect your breath. "my gorgeous girl."

[kitashousewife]

“do you need the winter blankets out?” ushijima peaks from around the corner of the linen closet.

“hmm? no, how come?” you look up from the book you’re reading. he’s looking through the blankets with a concentrated look. you smile.

“you were trying to take the blankets last night,” he carries a heavier blanket to the bed, draping it over your legs. “are you too cold?”

you put the book down, dog earring the corner. ushijima frowns at this. you quickly unfold it before he gets too upset. “no, i don’t think i was chilly. but i must have been,” you pull the quilt over your body, flattening it to cover his side too.

“i want to make sure you rest well,” he yawns, sliding in himself. “i brought the other blankets down from the top shelf in case this isn’t enough.”

“thank you ‘toshi,” you kiss his lips and he smiles. “what can i do to make sure you rest well?”

he’s quiet for a moment.

“hold me?”

you wrap your arms around him, nuzzling inbetween his shoulder blades.

“always.”

[plagalkey]

he's him

[kunpotato]

Haikyuu is literally my childhood

[bleepzip]

i’m so done with you nerds. waka-chan out

[ronroncora]

Haikyuu fans where you at?

[yoichls]

c’mon baby, just a quick fuck!

⋆.˚ NSFW . wc. 919. timeskip ! ushijima wakatoshi x f!reader 、 size k!nk 、 mentions of breedin’ 、established relationships ( marriage ) 、 big dick ! toshi . . . x-x ! — 𝑹𝑼𝑩𝑰 : “ sillie lil’ thirst, celebration for mai haikyuu phase comin’ back tew haunt me . .”

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI is somebody who never paid much attention to intimacy . . . it wasn’t his thing, really. but with you . . his wife? he was willing to give you whatever you wanted. intimacy . . sexual or not with him is well thought of, you know your husband can be a little awkward sometimes . . but it’s not his fault. his large hands trailing downward towards the hem of your panties, his fingers curling inside your walls to ease your stress from time to time, he knew your body well. amidst his calm and collected demeanour, who would’ve known that . . ushijima wakatoshi himself would be the naughty type.

he couldn’t help it, he really couldn’t. those eyes of his, staring at you with both lust and love. he couldn’t count how many times he’d stare down at you and notice how big he was compared to you. during his games . . even when you stood in-front of him, he had the urge to grab at that pretty waist of yours, take you right then and there. he felt like a pervert, lusting over your height and size differences . . . wonderin’ how much of his cock you can handle. would it fit? would you be able to take it? he wondered how much cum would leak from your pretty pussy onto the soft sheets . . how pretty you’d look sprawled out on the bed, taking his length. he didn’t know the answer of those questions . . . but he was determined to find out himself. he was slowly losing himself day by day and it was all clear to you.

tonight, you saw a different side to him . . . a side you knew existed, but you never knew he would reveal it to you so soon. he wanted an answer to all those questions that lingered in his head so naughtily, he demanded answers. the feeling of your pussy gripping onto him for dear life sends shivers down his spine, ushijima’s heart raced . . . his breath hitching for a moment. when he feels you arch up against him, he grabs onto the waistband of your skirt and jerks you back against him harder, slamming himself deeper into you with each thrust. “fuck, fuck, fuck . . ." your husband growls, letting his bare chest brush against your back with each movement. ushijima was getting closer now, his muscles tense. he can feel his release building up inside him, threatening to burst and it hasn’t even been thirty minutes yet. “i . . . apologize, i can’t hold myself back anymore. . . ”

“fuck, ‘toshi your cock’s t—too big f’me !” you whined . . . your breathing grew heavy, your heart pounding against your chest. you stared right into his eyes, the fire in them matching your own. ushijima refused to put a stop to his thrusts . . . he didn’t stop, not even a second, that's how much he needed you. he’s not done with you yet. he smirked, panting heavily. as he pulled out, he took a few seconds to admire the drops of his cum leak out of you. he knew his cock was such a ridiculous size, but he loved how much it drove you wild. ushijima was even aware how intimidating his size could be, but his pretty little wife seemed to be handling it perfectly. the way you took him, accepting his roughness . . . your breasts bouncing from the harshness of his thrusts made his heart swell.

“you’ve got it, baby," he assured, positioning himself between your legs once more, easing the tip of his cock against your entrance, before slamming himself back inside . . . a grunt leaving his throat. “you can take it, sweet girl. i know you can.” ushijima bottomed out, letting out a contented groan . . . his hands gripping your hips tightly, savoring the velvety warmth enveloping him. “see how perfect you fit around me? it slid right in." he whispered, leaning down to nibble on her earlobe. your husband’s thrusts grew deeper and impatient, his cock sliding in and out of your wetness, whispering dirty nothings into your ear. the warm room was filled with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, his balls slapping against your ass every second, he was getting impatient . . . he wanted to cum once more, knock you up . . . give you a baby tonight. fuck, he’d like that.

ushijima’s breaths grew heavier, his hips slamming against your ass, driving into you with reckless abandon . . . he couldn’t help but growl as he felt another orgasm building. drool slipped from your mouth, your mind was completely out of it . . . hazy and filled with his cock. “s—so big, ‘toshi . . . so fuckin’ big.” ushijima chuckled, the sound was a mix of amusement and pride. "mmhm . . . but you’re taking me well, you don’t have to worry." he whispered, his hot breath fanning over your ear as he leaned in, his hands roaming your body with a hunger that mirrored his own. your bodies collided, the fire within your husband beginning to burn brighter, threatening to consume you both.

“let me hear you.” he panted, his voice thick with need. his fingers dug into your hips, the strength in his grasp a promise of the power he held over your smaller frame. shit, he really did love how small you were. “i want you to take all my essence, my love.” his free hand trailed up against your side, fingertips brushing against your breast, teasing the sensitive nipple through the thin fabric of your top. "i want to try making you a mother . . . fill you up ‘till you’re all full. you wouldn’t mind that . . . would you, baby?

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[luvnami]

ushijima wakatoshi gets married at 32 and is slightly overwhelmed by the intimacy of someone sharing his family name. he thought he had experienced everything: toothbrushes next to each other, laundry with your whites mixed with his, the almost empty bag of rice that he reminds himself to get another of after practice. what he doesn't realise is how tender it feels when someone calls out for "ushijima-san!", and you react because that's your name, too. the neighbours who greet you in the lift, the dentist where wakatoshi waits in the reception, even electricity bills titled to you, because now ushijima doesn't just refer to him.