#ushijimawakatoshi

[gxdcomplxx]

The Ideal

u. wakatoshi x reader

t. oikawa x reader

this is a story about a girl breed to be a gangsters wife.

born to what they consider the boogeyman in the world of monsters. she's known since she was fifteen that just like her older brothers she'd have an arranged marriage. the only thing she didn't think she'd get is a choice in the matter.

this story will consider triggering topics such; violence, blood, depression, mental illness, sexual harassment, miscarriage and assault.

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be warned that the main character Raki Y/n, is considered ideal cause she's "innocent", and typically submissive or in other words pliable. so if the idea of you the reader not wanting that as a main character i'd suggest you'd dip to another one of my stories!!

Next Chapters : II III

[mo-yin]

Made some changes

1800s Wakatoshi Ushijima

1800s Wakatoshi Ushijima x fem reader (+small nsfw) minors dni

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi Ushijima; The second of three sons and a knight in training had years of experience in the battlefields, but little to no experience with ladies.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi, Who had finally decided to take a step back from combat, Decides to make his debut into society. He is invited to a ball, where he meets you for the first time. He had bumped into you as you watched your sisters dance.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi, who couldn’t take his eyes off you for a second, decides to muster the courage to speak to you. So he does, of course not without fumbling his words after the third sentence.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi would pretend to bump into your by coincidence just to see you again. “Ah, Pardon me sir.” You’d say politely with your beautiful smile, leaving him speechless as usual as you made your way around the crowd “Satori… What is that lady’s name?”

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi begins to see you more often at more social events. Charmed by your smile, laugh and witty comments, he finds himself wanting to get closer to you. This leads him to forcing himself to parties and socializing with people he sees you around.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi will glare off any man that dares to even look at you. He stands by your side as you speak to your sisters, as you urged them to find themselves suitors that will care for them. It’s well known to everyone that this man has intense feelings for you. Well- Everyone except you both.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi starts to notice his shift in behavior. The sweaty palms, the rapid breaths, the skipping heartbeat. “Have I developed some sort of disease?” He’d ask himself as his mind wandered off during his training drills.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi would often stop and stare at small trinkets and flowers as his mind would wander to you. ‘Would Lady (Y/n) find this charming?’. He thought long and hard before purchasing the emerald music box.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi was uneasy as he’d never given a gift to a woman before. Much less this woman be you. He was sweating profusely as the trinket remained in his hand ‘why has she not taken it? Is it not to her tastes?’ His calm exterior began to falter as the gift remained in his palm. His heart skipped a beat as your soft features morphed into a smile.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi laid on his bed wondering why this woman had suddenly taken over his thoughts and dreams. Your hands, your hair, your laughter, your breasts. Why did he think of you so much?

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi had finally come to the groundbreaking revelation that he had developed a small crush on you, right after his brothers had listened to him explain his “issue”

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi, now aware of his feelings becomes more cautious of himself around you as he wanted nothing more than to look his best in your presence. He spent more time on hair, clothing and even invested in some romance novels common among noble ladies. He promised himself he’d be even more charming than the prince in the book he read.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi would sneak glances at you when you weren’t looking but would get caught as soon as you’d turn to look at him.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi soon musters up the courage to visit you in your home. He’d come bearing a large bouquet of exotic flowers for you and foreign teas for your family.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi quickly gained the Favour of your 4 sisters, he’d ask them about the things you’d like and they’d tell him how to complement you. “We’re rooting for you!” The youngest said as he smiled proudly. All he had to do now was get past your father.

NSFW

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi cursed at how vulgar he’d become. The thoughts of your nude body became more vivid each time he closed his eyes. He would often sneak glances at the cleavage sticking out of your gown. ‘…they must be soft’ he thought as he tapped his foot. His body ached as you continued to talk about the previous book you’d read.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi now found it hard to sleep. Thoughts of your voice filled his mind, Your melodic voice. He wondered what your moans would sound like, what kind of face you would make if his big calloused fingertips slowly massaged your wet nub.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi who can no longer control his lustful urges, now finds himself stroking his throbbing cock to the thought of you writhing under his big frame, Begging and pleading for him to fuck you.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi who was utterly appalled at the fact that he’s just pleased himself to the thought of you. He grew even more ashamed of himself for wondering if you’d done the same thinking of him, If you even knew how to touch yourself

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi finds himself smiling widely as his mother talks about House (L/n) looking for a suitable bachelor for their daughter (Y/n). It’s time.

This is my first post so it’s not the best.

[dejwrld]

— 💗 instagram photo dump with your favs !

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[maruflix]

CALL IT WHAT YOU WANT. #oneshot #ushijimawakatoshi #f!reader

When you, a small internet celebrity, gets acquainted with the volleyball star Ushijima Wakatoshi, a beautiful romance blossoms.

feat. Timeskip!Ushijima Wakatoshi x f!reader　　⎯⎯　wc. 1.2k

‘Cause my baby's fit like a daydream Walkin’ with his head down, I’m the one he’s walkin’ to,

As an up-and-coming internet celebrity, you’ve had your fair share of boyfriends and exes — singers, actors, content creators, and most recently, athletes. All the galas and events you’ve been invited to have surely introduced you to various social circles, and throughout the whole thing you found yourself indulging in new hobbies and interests.

After breaking up with your basketball player boyfriend of ten months, you’ve begun to develop an attraction towards volleyball, often going to watch official matches while vlogging and sometimes making content about the sport.

Slowly, you started to get acquainted with the national volleyball association who are eager to work with you to cultivate the public’s growing interest. While doing your job as a content creator, you naturally grew to befriend the national volleyball team.

When you first started being courted by the Ushijima Wakatoshi, also known as Japan’s main cannon in the world of professional volleyball, it felt like a dream.

He is respectful, determined, and just a little bit shy when he keeps asking you to go out for lunch, sneaking in some leisure time with you in between his practice, tiptoeing around the watchful and curious eyes of his teammates.

At first he gave you flowers with the excuse of appreciating all the hard work and PR you’ve done for the team. Then he started to give you other presents; sometimes small trinkets that he says reminded him of you, other times clothing that he insists is not expensive at all even though just taking one look at the brand already gave you shivers from how costly they must be.

You come to his matches as often as you can, his teammates soon getting used to your presence. The two of you follow each other on all your socials and he always leaves comments under your new posts. You feature him on many of your videos as your ‘close friend’ (your fans have their suspicions) and he invites you to team gatherings as his plus one.

Gossips start to arise, but since the two of you have never confirmed nor denied anything, it stays at that — gossips. But your closest friends know better and there’s just no fooling his teammates anymore, not when he visibly lights up when he catches sight of you.

Finally, after countless dates and dinners, he asks you to come to one of his practices. You walk in, already suspicious of the knowing looks that are thrown to you and the way his teammates splits open a path for you, leading you to a nervous Ushijima, his hands clasped behind his back.

There, in front of the entirety of Japan’s national volleyball team, Ushijima asks you to be his girlfriend, handing you the most beautiful bouquet of your favorite flowers. It was his last practice before Summer Olympics, and he confessed that he had no choice but to finally shoot his shot or else he won’t be able to get you off his mind during the games.

(Of course, with his team’s excited cheers behind the two of you, you said yes.)

My baby’s fly like a jet stream, High above the whole scene, loves me like I’m brand new.

You’ve had numerous exes. A lot of them are handsome, or popular, or both. But they fade to nothing when you look at him.

Ushijima Wakatoshi is self-assured, so stupidly determined at whatever he sets his mind into, and loves you in such a straightforwardly simple way.

Not to mention that the man looks like a daydream, his body trained from years of playing volleyball, and yet he spends so much time getting ready for your dates, making sure that he looks absolutely perfect. (His go-to emergency call, Miya Atsumu, snitched on him to you.)

Of course, you know that the Southpaw has a lot of fans. He’s handsome, tall, good at what he does, and wealthy to boot. You, on the other hand, are just another up-and-coming internet celebrity.

Sure, you’re pretty, but you’ve seen the way the gorgeous girls in the seats bat their eyelashes whenever he walks in, the way their cheers drowns yours when he scores a point. You’ve read the compliments female celebrities leave under his social media posts, the texts from girls requesting to meet with him. (He never complies, but it still leaves you feeling insecure.)

But then, after the match, he distances himself from his team with a wave of his hand as he walks with his head down, ignoring the growing cheers from his fangirls. His every step is determined and precise, and when he stops in front of you, finally raising his head, he thanks you for coming to his match, proclaiming loudly how your support gives him strength even when he faces opponents much stronger than he is.

He holds your hand like you’re the only person in the room and tells you that he’s booked the usual place on Saturday, reminding you not to overwork yourself. At this you hear his fangirls’ cheers die down, replaced by sounds of shock and disbelief. You nod and tell him to do his cool-downs and that you will see him tonight.

When he leans in to kiss you, the entire gym erupts in cheers and hoots, your breath stopping as his hands snaked their way around your waist, pulling you close to him.

It takes Hinata Shoyo three times to call him for him to finally pull away, his cheeks flushed and his eyes dripping with desire, the crowd still going wild behind the two of you.

He shyly bids you a temporary goodbye, his hand still waving at you even when he is dragged away by Sakusa Kiyoomi. And when he turns to look at you one more time before disappearing with the rest of his team, you know that he is just as much yours as you are his’. 

The two of you announce your relationship status the very same night. Ushijima is a silent but adoring lover, rarely showing displays of affection in public but always keeping an arm on your waist protectively.

To his credit, he doesn’t need to say anything for everyone to know how much he loves you when he gazes at you with stars in his eyes, his touch always gentle and lingering. The long stream of presents continue to come despite your protests, as well as the gorgeous bouquets of fresh flowers he delivers straight to your doorstep every time he visits.

The duality of Ushijima Wakatoshi shines through when he makes love to you, reminding you that he is just as much of a tiger in bed as he is on the court. Then, when you rest your head on his chest, eyes drooping in exhaustion, he caresses your tresses gently, his quiet ‘I love you’ the last thing you hear before you drift off into slumber.

[shugojima]

Alpha Ushijima ♀️

Ushijima sniffed as he stood in front of his dorm. He could already smell your sweet, peach like scent from a great distance and he now knew instantly shit hit the fan and you needed him more than anything else right now.

He was away for a few days, training camp with some other teams, while you struggled with your unnormal strong heat. You took suppressants the first two days it hit you but as soon as the pills were emptied, it hit you harder as ever. You nested in his bed, snuggled yourself in his clothes and a few pillows and blankets, your body trembling and sweaty. You needed him so much right now you thought you were actually going crazy.

As soon as you smelled the so strong, musky, wooden, scent of your Alpha with this note of suede, your eyes widened and your heart beat out of your chest. You thought you were imagining things, not believing he was back. You couldn't even tell time anymore.

He opened the door and as soon as you saw him you say up in his bed, looking at him so desperate. His eyes widened as he saw you in this state. It was the second time he saw you like that, the second heat he had to take care of but last time it wasn't that bad.

"Why didn't you call me? I'd have come back." He frowned as he dropped his bag and walked over to you. Your strong scent got him excited himself, while your heat went through the roof at his presence and the heavy masculinity he gave off. Ushijima was the kind of Alpha every omega would be submissive to and every other Alpha was secretly jealous of.

"Y-you needed to- It's Important for you." You half whined and when he sat himself on his bed, shuffling his clothes and the pillows aside, he sat you on his lap, scenting you while you started desperately humping him. "You need to tell me, omega. I need to help you with this. That's my responsibility."

"I'm sorry... I- Nghhh fuck- I can't do this anymore!" You whined and a few moans left your mouth as your slick coated his clothed cock, running through the fabric. "I got you."

His voice was strong and deep as he felt himself getting more aroused, more feral by the second. The peachy scent and your slick made something in his eyes lit up, his urge to fuck you stupid and put pups inside you was getting so strong... Said eyes were glued to yours as he ripped off your panties and lifted your skirt, running two fingers in between your slick lips. "You're dripping. Next time you don't tell me, we'll have a problem."

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, p-please help me!" You begged as he roughly turned your body around, his rut approaching him rapidly. "Mine. And I want my omega to listen, did I make that clear?"

"Yes!! Yes! I'll be obedient! Promise!"

He pulled down his shorts, grabbed your hips and lined up with your hole before roughly thrusting inside, a low growl ripping from his throat. "Mine." His pace relentless, he fucked you into the already warm and sweaty sheets you were cowering in earlier, his grip on your hips definitely leaving you bruised as you moaned and tears started streaming down your face. "You thought you can do this without me?"

You buried your face in his pillow, embarrassed that you were that weak. You thought you could do this, you thought you wouldn't need Ushijima for that. Oh hell did you need him.

"I thought I-" "What? You thought you do me a favor? You think I want the other Alpha's to lay hands on you? I could smell you as soon as I walked inside the building." Ushijima was sure a little angry. He was concerned for your well being while he was away, more than he thought he'd be. Never would he let anyone touch you, neither would he want to give them the opportunity.

"I'm sorry! I really need you!!" You whined as his thrusts got even harder, even deeper and you felt your much needed high approach rapidly, his knot building up inside you as well.

"I know that. I know."

[catcaycaycat]

Hinata and Kageyama meet Ushijima

Haikyuu!! season 2 episode 1, “Let’s Go to Tokyo!!”

[lily-de-wakabayashi]

Quick fanart of Wakatoshi Ushijima, my crush from Haikyuu!! 💖🏐😍

I made this for the File Ship Meme with Suzume because I didn't want to use a file image.

[angelpand]

My boyfriend Ushijima

[dustngt]

[marina-umi]

ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ✩‧˚♡  UshiTen  selfie  [Ushijima & Tendou]

[onixlynx]

✨ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴛᴇᴅᴅʏ ʙᴇᴀʀs ᴏғ ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ✨🥂 ˢʷⁱᵖᵉ ˢʷⁱᵖᵉ (belated birthday to be precise) 😅 . 13th August! . Quick sketch for wakatoshi's and aone's birthday (altho m a day late) . But enjoy som aone and ushigushy in formals🤧🤧🤧 . #haikyuu #haikyuufanart #haikyuuushijimawakatoshi #haikyuuaone #shiratorizawa #datetech #datetechhigh #ushijima #ushijimawakatoshi #aone #aonetakanobu https://www.instagram.com/p/CShrjmsBhCt/?utm_medium=tumblr

[mo-yin]

1800s Wakatoshi Ushijima

1800s Wakatoshi Ushijima x fem reader (+small nsfw) minors dni

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi Ushijima; The second of three sons and a knight in training had years of experience in the battlefields, but little to no experience with ladies.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi, Who had finally decided to take a step back from combat, Decides to make his debut into society. He is invited to a ball, where he meets you for the first time. He had bumped into you as you watched your sisters dance.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi, who couldn’t take his eyes off you for a second, decides to muster the courage to speak to you. So he does, of course not without fumbling his words after the third sentence.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi would pretend to bump into your by coincidence just to see you again. “Ah, Pardon me sir.” You’d say politely with your beautiful smile, leaving him speechless as usual as you made your way around the crowd “Satori… What is that lady’s name?”

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi begins to see you more often at more social events. Charmed by your smile, laugh and witty comments, he finds himself wanting to get closer to you. This leads him to forcing himself to parties and socializing with people he sees you around.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi will glare off any man that dares to even look at you. He stands by your side as you speak to your sisters, as you urged them to find themselves suitors that will care for them. It’s well known to everyone that this man has intense feelings for you. Well- Everyone except you both.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi starts to notice his shift in behavior. The sweaty palms, the rapid breaths, the skipping heartbeat. “Have I developed some sort of disease?” He’d ask himself as his mind wandered off during his training drills.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi would often stop and stare at small trinkets and flowers as his mind would wander to you. ‘Would Lady (Y/n) find this charming?’. He thought long and hard before purchasing the emerald music box.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi was uneasy as he’d never given a gift to a woman before. Much less this woman be you. He was sweating profusely as the trinket remained in his hand ‘why has she not taken it? Is it not to her tastes?’ His calm exterior began to falter as the gift remained in his palm. His heart skipped a beat as your soft features morphed into a smile.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi laid on his bed wondering why this woman had suddenly taken over his thoughts and dreams. Your hands, your hair, your laughter, your breasts. Why did he think of you so much?

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi had finally come to the groundbreaking revelation that he had developed a small crush on you, right after his brothers had listened to him explain his “issue”

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi, now aware of his feelings becomes more cautious of himself around you as he wanted nothing more than to look his best in your presence. He spent more time on hair, clothing and even invested in some romance novels common among noble ladies. He promised himself he’d be even more charming than the prince in the book he read.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi would sneak glances at you when you weren’t looking but would get caught as soon as you’d turn to look at him.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi soon musters up the courage to visit you in your home. He’d come bearing a large bouquet of exotic flowers for you and foreign teas for your family.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi quickly gained the Favour of your 4 sisters, he’d ask them about the things you’d like and they’d tell him how to complement you. “We’re rooting for you!” The youngest said as he smiled proudly. All he had to do now was get past your father.

NSFW

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi cursed at how vulgar he’d become. The thoughts of your nude body became more vivid each time he closed his eyes. He would often sneak glances at the cleavage sticking out of your gown. ‘…they must be soft’ he thought as he tapped his foot. His body ached as you continued to talk about the previous book you’d read.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi now found it hard to sleep. Thoughts of your voice filled his mind, Your melodic voice. He wondered what your moans would sound like, what kind of face you would make if his big calloused fingertips slowly massaged your wet nub.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi who can no longer control his lustful urges, now finds himself stroking his throbbing cock to the thought of you writhing under his big frame, Begging and pleading for him to fuck you.

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi who was utterly appalled at the fact that he’s just pleased himself to the thought of you. He grew even more ashamed of himself for wondering if you’d done the same thinking of him, If you even knew how to touch yourself

<•> 1800s Wakatoshi finds himself smiling widely as his mother talks about House (L/n) looking for a suitable bachelor for their daughter (Y/n). It’s time.

This is my first post so it’s not the best.

[boomy-boo]

Bling boyfriends

[maruflix]

“DO YOU THINK TENDOU PLAYS BETTER THAN ME?” #oneshot #ushijimawakatoshi #f!reader

The Super Ace of Shiratorizawa overheard a conversation between his teammates and his crush… and he did not like it.

feat. Ushijima Wakatoshi x f!reader　　⎯⎯　wc. 2.0k

The first time Ushijima Wakatoshi met you was when you went to the gym to return Tendou Satori’s book.

Apparently, the two of you had gotten your books mixed up. After profusely apologizing, Tendou had asked the stoic captain to accompany you while he ran to the locker room to get your book from his bag. 

Awkwardly, Ushijima carried out his mission, making small talk with you (the small talk was asking for your name and class, then proceeding to stay silent).

His first impression of you was that you’re quite shy and polite. He felt pleasantly surprised when you didn’t show an ounce of awkwardness even when the two of you stood silently. His teammates would always say that he’s bad at socializing and can often seem intimidating because of his quietness, but the silence that engulfed the two of you was comfortable and natural.

So imagine his surprise when Tendou returned and a switch in you immediately flips: there are not a lot of people who can match Tendou’s energy, but you easily adjusted yourself to his quirkiness, laughing along with his jokes.

You waved to Tendou casually before turning to him and bowing slightly, bidding him goodbye with a “Well, see you around, Ushijima-kun.”

As time goes by, he starts to notice how you seem to appear more often. Sometimes you accompanied Tendou to the gym before going somewhere else, other times you arrived after the team finished practice, walking off with Tendou. The Shiratorizawa team has also gotten to know you as ‘(Name), Tendou’s friend’, as you’re really the only person they have seen Tendou hang out with.

To say that he is curious is an understatement. He can’t deny that he really wants to know who you are. Since when did Tendou have such a pretty friend? Why didn’t he ever tell him about you, when he would yap about anything and everything? Were you dating?

“Oh, she’s my seatmate. She’s a really cool kid, so we kinda vibe.” Was Tendou’s answer when he asked more about you. Truthfully, he wasn’t satisfied with that answer. But he kept quiet because he felt weird asking questions about his friend’s friend.

And then, that thing happened.

It was just another afternoon. The team just finished practice, everyone was chatting amongst themselves, and you were there again to pick up Tendou. Lately Goshiki and Ohira had also joined your conversations with Tendou, and the four of you were chatting away happily.

Ushijima pretended to drop his towel near the four of you and took his sweet time to pick it from the ground, shamelessly eavesdropping on your conversation.

“So, you’ve watched our matches, right? Do you think we did just as well as when we practice?” Goshiki asked curiously.

You hummed, “I don’t know much about volleyball, but… I think so, yeah! It’s always fun watching you guys play.”

“Then…” Ohira looked at you, “who do you think plays the best?” He asked, half jokingly.

“That’s an easy question, senpai,” Goshiki interjected, “Of course it’s gotta be our ace, right?”

“Yeah, that’s not fair! You should’ve asked for second best.” Tendou begrudgingly agreed.

Ushijima’s ears perked up as he pretended to wipe his forehead, turning around to look the other way with his feet still rooted to the ground. His heart started beating a bit faster at the thought of you complimenting him. ‘Logically speaking, I usually score the most points, so it can be said that I play the best, right?’

“Actually,” You grinned, “I have a different opinion.”

“Ehhh?? Really?? No way!!” Goshiki exclaimed excitedly, “Senpai, you think I’m better than our team’s ace?!”

“Hey now, she didn’t say that…”

“Maybe soon, Goshiki-kun. But now, I think… Tori-kun plays the best!” You cheered as the three boys cried out in surprise.

“Tendou?! Really?! Umm, no offense to you, Tendou..”

“Well, I have to admit, the Guess Monster is terrifying when he gets all pumped up…”

“Ehhh, (Name)-chan, you’re making me blush!”

Ushijima’s skin crawled.

“I’m not lying! The way your hand suddenly changes directions and BOOM! Blocked! I’m like, how the heck does he do that?!”

“Damn, Tendou, it must be nice to have a friend who hypes you up like (Name)-san.”

“Oh, but you’re really cool too, Reon-kun! I mean, that’s not even up for debate! And you too, Goshiki-kun! I think one of these days you can become the new ace!”

“Ehhhh!??! Senpai, I like you!”

“Don’t feed into his delusions.”

Ushijima knew that you were a kind person, and maybe you weren’t that familiar with volleyball, or you were just trying to make your friends happy, but…

He gripped his towel.

Hard.

BAM!

The ball went flying through Tendou’s outstretched arms at such a speed that he thought it would blow his head off with it.

Tendou was used to Ushiwaka’s spikes. He was the Super Ace’s teammate, after all, but… He looked up, his heart nearly stopping when he saw the expression on Ushijima’s face.

Like he was going to swallow him whole.

“Don’t mind, Tori-kun!!”

Upon hearing your cheer, Tendou raised an eyebrow at how his captain’s expression twisted even more. He put on a wronged face as Ushijima gave him a glare and turned away.

‘What did I do?!’

Next to him, Ohira Reon was gasping for breath. He had been running around, digging balls and sending spikes, trying to win the 2v2 against Ushijima Wakatoshi and Semi Eita. But it was just not working. Of course it wasn’t working, the game was rigged! Whoever got Ushiwaka on his team is playing with cheats!

On the other side of the net, Semi glanced at Ushijima in hesitation. Ushijima had played like a cannon, receiving the ball perfectly for him to set and missing no beat in jumping and spiking the ball, sometimes right into the hands of his teammates on the other side, only for the ball to immediately bounce away. He could’ve aimed it elsewhere, but… to aim it towards Tendou and Ohira’s hands was like highlighting that even if the ball made contact with their hands, they couldn’t receive it anyway.

Well, it wasn’t that hard to guess where Ushijima would spike the ball. To be able to receive those spikes, though… now that was a skill on its own. Especially when he was playing like he’s trying to impress an Olympics coach.

To no one’s surprise, the practice ended with Ushijima-Semi’s win. Well, it was more like Ushijima’s win, with more than half of the points being his service aces. On any other day, their opponents would put up more of a fight, however Tendou had said earlier that he was feeling a bit under the weather.

Pretending like he didn’t hear anything, Ushijima insisted on playing against Tendou and Ohira, choosing not to cut Tendou any slack, spiking balls to his direction like he was trying to hit him on purpose. Ohira was no better, getting almost no chance to spike since receiving Ushijima’s unusually harder-than-ever spike serves was a real struggle in itself.

Tendou and Ohira regrouped with Semi and exchanged glances with the rest of the team, wondering what on earth caused their captain’s horrible mood. Ignoring their stares, Ushijima walked towards the person he had been focusing on.

“(Name).” Towering above you with a height of 189cm, Ushijima addressed you stoically, causing you to gasp in surprise.

You looked up at him. “Y.. yes, Ushijima-kun?”

“Did I do well?”

Flabbergasted, your mouth hangs open. “W-well, I..” Your eyes flitted at your friends but they only returned your glance with their own shocked silent stare.

“Well? Do you still think that Tendou plays better than me?”

You did a double take, your breath caught in your throat, the conversation you had with Tendou, Ohira and Goshiki a few days ago replaying in your head. “W-well, Ushijima-kun, it’s just that… Tori-kun is my friend, and-”

He bent down, gazing down at you in curiosity. “Do you think he plays better than me?”

“I-is there a wrong answer?” You breathed out at the close proximity between you two. Ushijima held his gaze, his eyes shining in amusement. You blushed at Ushijima’s confidence and obliviousness, thankful that Coach Washijo wasn’t in the room. “I-I-I think you play better than Tori-kun, sorry Tori-kun!” You yelled out, flustered.

Your friend could only give you a thumbs up, his mouth still hanging open.

“What about Ohira? Do you think he plays better than me?”

Gaping at him in shock, you stuttered out a “N-no, Ushijima-kun..”

Ushijima hummed, “And Goshiki?”

“No, you… you’re the best..” Horrifically embarrassed and confused, you finally gave him the answer he was looking for.

The entire Shiratorizawa team gaped at this hilarious interaction.

“I thought so as well.” Ushijima nodded, “But it still feels nice to hear it from you.” Satisfied, he rose up to his full height and turned to look at his team. “Why are you just standing there? Do you want to go for another round?”

Quickly, the team dispersed, no one wanting to be the victim of Ushiwaka’s spikes, all the while muttering about what the HECK just happened between Ushijima Wakatoshi and Tendou’s friend.

You sat, frozen in shock, not expecting that your crush would ask you a string of shocking questions while keeping his face so close to yours, as if challenging you to give him the wrong answers. Of course you thought he was the best, but you couldn’t admit that in front of your friends and his teammates!

Your cheeks still continued to burn even after Tendou plopped down next to you in confusion. “Well… that was something. My hand hurts.”

“Tori-kun, did I.. did I offend him somehow?!” You whispered to him in a panic.

“Honestly, that guy is a mystery. He usually doesn’t care about these things, though.” Your friend replied with a knowing look in his eyes, “But just to be sure, talk to him, I guess?”

After the practice, the rest of the team headed outside while Ushijima busied himself with his bag, as if waiting for you to talk to him. After saying goodbye to your friends, you took determined steps towards the tall male, your heart beating out of your chest.

“Ushijima-kun!” You called out as he instantly turned to look at you, “I-I’m sorry if I offended you! I don’t know much about volleyball and aces and stuff, so I was just yapping about Goshiki being the new ace and-”

“Oh, I don’t really care about that.” Ushijima cut you off, staring blankly at you.

“H-huh?”

“That won’t ever happen, at least not while I’m still on the team.” He stated as-a-matter-of-factly, “I am the country’s top three aces, after all.”

You had to admit, his confidence was hella attractive. “But then… why were you angry earlier, Ushijima-kun?”

“Wakatoshi.”

Your heart jumped out of your chest once more.

Ushijima didn’t seem to notice your flustered state. “Call me Wakatoshi.”

“Well, then.. Wakatoshi-kun, why did you..”

“I’m not angry.” He cut you off again, before placing a hand on your shoulder. “Did I scare you? I apologize.”

“No, you didn’t scare me! But… it’s more like… well, your face was so close, and I…”

Tilting his head, he leaned down to gaze at you, his face dangerously close. “Like this?”

“W-Wakatoshi-kun!”

He hummed, looking away. “What to do, I’m still not satisfied.” You blinked up at him owlishly, waiting for him to continue, “You always call Tendou so intimately. I wonder why, but I’m not satisfied with you just calling me by my first name.” He stated like it was the most obvious thing in the world, catching you off guard.

For a second you wondered if Ushijima Wakatoshi was flirting with you, but the way he said those words so stoically made you unsure. “Then!” Gathering all your courage, you bravely met his gaze, “Is Toshi-kun… okay?” You offered shyly, feeling your ears start to burn.

Ushijima tilted his head to the other side, his eyes widening slightly. “Say that again?”

“Toshi-kun?”

“We’ll go with that.” He placed a hand on your head, a smile ghosting his lips as you hide your face behind your hands.

And that day was the start of your friendship(?) with Ushijima Wakatoshi.

[shugojima]

Alpha Ushijima // Feral

Since you all went crazy for the last alpha ushi here's another one 👀🤍 Purely smut tho. Hope you enjoy! (っ'-')╮=͟͟͞͞💌

Ushijima's thick, hard cock feels like heaven, when he thrusts inside your hot and sticky cunt. He's going absolutely feral whenever you lay beneath him, trembling and all sweaty due to your intense heat. It fueled a fire inside him, a fire he can't extinguish without fucking his pups deep inside your belly. Pearls of sweat dripping down his chin due to him helping you through your heat for the nth time today. "Legs up, omega." You tried but you were trembling and just too weak. "I can't. I'm sorry I-" He grunts in annoyance and swings your legs on his broad shoulders, your ass hovering a few inches over the warm and wet sheets, so he can reach as deep as possible inside you, his grip on your legs definitely bruising. You could feel his leaking, red tip pushing against your contracting uterus as your slick coated his thick cock, got pushed out by his relentless thrusts, running along his prominant veins, down his heavy balls. "Gonna... NGHHHNGH I'LL DEFINITELY GET. YOU. PREGNANT."

A few low growls ripping from his throat due to your slick, sore walls tightening around him, he again remembered you, why you needed him so much. He fucked you like no one else could. Your vision blurry you felt his knot building up inside you, before he filled your womb to the limit, almost pushing himself out. You were just too full; full of his pups. Panting he collapsed on top of your fucked out, weak body. Your legs still involuntarily kicking out, before he kissed you deeply, so proud how well you did. "Alpha." "What is it?" "Thank you..." You blushed, looking away a little embarrassed. "Hm. You're very welcome."

[tnsk-rintarinrin]

theres this rlly rlly cute and adorable ushijima headcannon where his hobby is crocheting (is that a word) and i just cant stop thinking about him gifting you random crochets he made like a random square with a heart in the middle or a bag with your favorite colors <333