#ushjima fluff

[hanaonesflower]

“Princess, can I ask you something?” He speaks, breaking the silence of the long, uneventful car ride. “Sure, anything!” You chirp, unsuspecting of what is to come.

“Why don’t you ever let me do anything for you?” Ushijima says, his eyes remain fixated on the long stretch of roads ahead. The fog heavily roll down the sides the hills on your either sides, lowering visibility. His hand tightens around the wheel, while the other grips yours.

“What do you mean by that?” You sit back, eyes wandering his features, looking for any sign that he’s just cheerfully asking you. Knowing Ushi though, he’s sometimes not as light hearted as you’d think.

“You are always so insistent on doing everything yourself. You won’t let me help you, like earlier, when you refused to let me tie your shoes. That isn’t the first time you refused my help.” He goes on a spiel, his thumb reaches to the toggle and lowers the volume, making his breathing more prominent than ever. It has occur to you that you have always been doing everything by yourself despite his looming figure always by your side. The hyperindependence is slowly starting to bother him. He wants to help you, wants to give you the fullest extent of a princess treatment yet the only thing really holding him back from that is, you.

“It’s just something that I could easily have done for myself, you didn’t need to bother with that, don’t worry, baby,” you try to comfort him, hoping some words of affirmation can help. It really isn’t a big deal, it’s some shoe laces that came undone, not a heavy errand.

As soon as the car is pulled into a parking spot at a rest stop, quickly shifting the car in “park”, turning to you and he sighs. A real sigh. One so full of frustration and… hopelessness. “I’m not bothered. It has never mattered how big or small anything is, I want to do everything for you. Why are you holding yourself back from me?” He is starting to put things into perspective for you. After going through a useless ex-boyfriend, then a man who gave you hot and cold attention, lastly a guy who gave you princess treatment to fill his inflated ego before meeting Ushijima, learning to only rely on yourself has been the protector of your heart, your soul and your sanity. You find that by depending on your good ol’ self is the only way to prevent yourself from throwing your body off a bridge.

“Ushi, it’s not—,” before you can finish your sentence, truthfully you don’t really know what to say. He’s right, you are holding yourself back from him. Holding yourself back from the hurt that you’ve known all too well, he interrupts, holding both your hands in his, “baby, you’re my priority, my everything, your well-being, happiness and comfort are my main concerns and I want it to be that way,” he stops, taking a breath. Reminiscent of the times where Ushijima offered to go so out of his way to help you but being kindly turned down has left him feeling absolutely useless and uneasy. Ushijima’s love language is act of service and because he hasn’t been able to do the bare minimum for you, he feels it eating him alive.

“I am aware of your past, I know that I can’t change what was, but I’m here to make a difference now, I mean it!” You are moved by his words, he means what he says and you know it. You’ve seen it. He’s a big man of his words, always keeping promises, has never ever disappointed you in any way. Yet the walls have been reinforced many times again that it has cemented itself in your life, creating a barrier between the two of you. “I want to open doors for you, pull out chairs for you, pick you up from a friend’s house, drop you off at the airport, all of that, please, baby, please just let me.” You have to say, it is like he is begging for you to allow him in, allow him to integrate further into your system, a system you’ve built to keep you from going down a slippery slope time and time again.

“I’m so grateful for you, Ushi, you’ve done so much for me, you really have. I just feel like I can’t be asking for anymore than what you’ve already given me,” before you can inhale a full breath, he branches his body over to your side of the car and kisses you deeply, so deeply that you melt. “I’m at your disposal, you are my world, let me in, don’t keep shutting me out,” he says, breaking away from the kiss.

You chuckle, “yes, Wakatoshi, I accept your offer,” and you’ve never seen him smile wider. A big, toothy grin coming from the infamously stoic dude. He kisses you again, “thank you, baby.”

He unbuckles your seatbelt, hastily running from his side to yours and opening the door for you, and just like the universe is rooting for the both of you, your shoe laces come undone, again.

[adumbratrapedme]

ushijima x reader | teen pregnancy. pt 1 the news.

Synopsis. a teen pregnancy storie between ushijima and reader.

wc. | genre. angst |cw/tags. angst, teen pregnancy mentions, ushijima being asshole :,v etc.

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╭⋅Ok so, Ushijima’s first reaction to hearing the news of the pregnancy would be one of quiet shock, we know he's not someone who shows his emotions easily, but his stoic nature would briefly falter. ╭⋅And his immediate response wouldn’t be anger or frustration, but rather a cold, calculating silence as he processes the situation, quickly shifting into a mindset based on logic and practicality. ╭⋅His approach would be very solution-driven, focusing more on what he sees as the "right" decision rather than his or your emotional considerations. ╭⋅His face during the whole encounter would remain neutral, almost distant, as if he’s separated himself from the emotional aspect of the decision. ╭⋅He really loves you but it's really hard for him to come to terms with the pregnancy, so he makes the harsh decision to break up with you right away. ╭⋅Even with all of this going on he still cares about you, so he decides to trust in Tendou’s ability to be a supportive figure, resulting on Ushijima sending him to check on you. ╭⋅He would ask him not to mention it was his idea, but deep down, he wishes you notice it was beacuse of him and hopes that Tendou’s visits could somehow make up for his own absence. ╭⋅He wouldn’t ask Tendou to say anything specific, but he’d want to make sure you were okay, even if he couldn’t be the one to do so.

You and Ushijima Wakatoshi had been together for over a year, your love growing slowly yet deeply. But everything changed one rainy afternoon when you found out you were pregnant.

The revelation hit you like a tidal wave, and as you tried to process it, a part of you hoped he would be there to comfort you. But when you told him, his response was not what you expected. Ushijima, in his usual calm and collected manner, looked at you with a distant expression. His voice was firm, unwavering.

“We’re only in our third year of high school,” he said, the words falling from his lips like heavy stones. “This will interfere with both of our futures. I don’t think it’s the right time for us to keep this child.”

His words stung, and the silence that followed felt suffocating. You knew he valued his future—his volleyball career, his ambitions—but you had hoped that he would see beyond that. His lack of emotion made it worse; it felt as though he had already made up his mind without considering your feelings.

“I’m sorry,” he said softly, his eyes not meeting yours. “I think it’s best for us to end things here.”

Your heart shattered at his words. You had never imagined he would be the one to break up with you over something like this. As you nodded through your tears, the weight of his decision crashed down on you. The breakup was abrupt, leaving no room for discussion. And just like that, Ushijima was gone.

The weeks that followed were brutal. You tried to keep things normal, but everything felt different. The halls of school seemed emptier without him by your side. The emotional toll of the breakup combined with the pregnancy made everything seem like an impossible burden.

But then something strange started happening. Every lunch, Tendou Satori—Ushijima’s teammate and your former acquaintance—would show up at your table, bringing you lunch. At first, you didn’t understand why he was doing this. You weren’t close friends, and you never had much of a relationship outside of knowing each other through Ushijima. His presence at your lunch table was odd, almost invasive.

Tendou, with his usual playful grin, would sit down across from you, handing you the lunch he'd brought. “Hey, thought you might like some company,” he’d say casually. “How’s your day going?”

It was strange, to say the least. You couldn’t figure out why he was doing this. You weren’t sure if it was out of friendship or some other reason. But as the days passed and Tendou continued to show up, you began to notice something—he seemed genuinely concerned for you, his usual teasing demeanor softened whenever he talked to you.

It made you wonder—did Ushijima ask him to check on you? You couldn't bring yourself to ask, and Tendou never mentioned anything about it. You tried to push the thought out of your mind, but the nagging feeling remained. Despite the oddity of the situation, you couldn’t help but appreciate his presence. At least someone was there, even if it was awkward.

The lunches with Tendou weren’t easy, though. Between his jokes and attempts to lighten the mood, there was always the heavy weight of your breakup with Ushijima that lingered in the air. You could tell that Tendou wasn’t trying to fix anything, he was just trying to keep things normal for you. But it wasn’t normal. It was just a reminder of everything that had happened.

You missed Ushijima—his stoic nature, his quiet support, the way he always seemed so sure of everything. It hurt to think that he had made his decision so easily, without considering you. And yet, here you were, stuck with his teammate trying to fill the silence he left behind.

Each day, you fought with the conflicting emotions swirling inside you. You wanted to be strong for yourself, but you also longed for the support you thought you would get from the person who mattered most—Ushijima.

But for now, Tendou’s little lunchtime visits were the closest you had to a connection with him. And even though it was strange and awkward, you couldn’t help but hold on to the small hope that one day, Ushijima would find the courage to face you again.

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[mitsuyaya]

[ through the hallways ] ushijima wakatoshi

contains: 3k+ words (lmao don't even know I can write this long). no warnings for now except for: mentions of illness and death, classism, ushjima's pov

summary: Ushjima had a feeling that this would be, if not, one of the best days of his life, because he's finally going to ask the princess to finally quit being a knight. But soon enough, those came crumbling as the royal physician had news — you don't have much time to live.

end note: idfk how I manage to write 3k+ words of this supposed to be word dump from here but eh, knight ushi my beloved <3 also I posted this on ao3 as well if you prefer to read there

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Becoming a knight was never Ushijima’s dream nor was it something he thoroughly enjoyed. Sure, serving the royal family and protecting the common folks had its benefices: hefty pay, the recognition and utmost respect but in truth, it doesn't hold a candle to what he actually dreamt of when he was younger.

To become a farmer faraway from the feuds of varying countries that happen almost every week, faraway from the gossips that sweeps the entire land, most importantly faraway from his relatives that would always degrade his entire being even now that he has became one of the respectable knight of the entire country.

Ushjima shakes off that thought, none of that would matter after this, they would no longer bother him and he would finally achieve his lifelong dream after his conversation with the princess. He stole a glance to the window on the side, various carriages entering the palace, shouts of guards and maids to check the cargos.

Ah, that's right, the spring festival is coming. In a few days, the grandest of events would be held in the capital: street performers would crowd the streets along with carts with various trinkets, foods and clothes, and of course the highlight of the event was the fireworks show, oh how he missed those festivities, a time when he wasn't a slave of the battlefield.

The festivities don't end there though, it's a week-long celebration that coincides with the founding of the country so naturally it'll be more grandeur than the common festival. And at the end of the week, a ball would be held at the palace of the king and queen for the nobilities.

Ushijima looks forward to the upcoming event, this time he'd finally got the chance to enjoy the events in the capital without being held up by another declaration of war from some country he isn't even aware of. Finally he could also enjoy the ball without being restricted to his armor and guarding the royal family, furthermore he would be free now to interact with the nobles his age that he had befriended over the years.

He would thoroughly enjoy the spring festival this year but for now he must make his way to your room to put his plan into action.

The walk towards the princess’ room was long since she lived in a completely different wing as the other members of the royal family (he doesn't know why though but that knowledge is completely beneath him).

His mind was suddenly bombarded with the thoughts of his journey when he was starting to become a knight. It truly wasn't a dream of his when he was still a child. Picking up a sword and decapitating the nation's enemy doesn't really thrill him as much as harvesting the wheat he worked so hard to grow, the wheat which he read books how to properly take care of.

Ushijima used to hear his relatives and the other kids call him strange, strange for wanting something simple, something only plebeians would enjoy, instead of aspiring greater things like his cousin who is on his way to become a professor in the royal academy. Strange for not using the authority he has, he isn't a common folk, he's the son of a count, therefore he should act like those prim and perfect nobles he always saw during the spring ball.

In all honesty, Ushijima thought about it once, while he was still studying in the royal academy. His friend, Tendou, had asked him before if he would want to assume his position as the count, rule his designated area and then get married to one of the daughters of the aristocrats.

It is a common occurrence, a cyclical outcome for sons and daughters born from nobility. Ushijima could say for certain that choosing that route would be the most stable out of the others. You'd never fear being starved or being one of those poor beggars in the street or worse, be subjected to discrimination because of your occupation or social status.

Yet, as fascinating as it sounds, Ushijima only answered that it wasn't a lifestyle he would see himself in the long run. Sure, nobility had it easy in terms of extravagance and respect but underneath it all, there is the unavoidable situation in which you must shake hands and bump shoulders with the other aristocrats.

And those nobles aren't opponents he would like to face, ever. In contrast to what he's used to during the war: clashes of swords upon swords, cannons from either side ringing in your ears and by the end of it the soldiers who remain standing upon the piles of dead bodies, will be declared the victor.

This battle however, is one where you would face death agonizingly slow, it's a battle of insults laced into sickeningly sweet smiles, selfish schemes in the guise of friendly companionship it's a tedious, methodological war that only leaves you something worse than death — public humiliation.

Being casted like an insignificant pebble on the side of the road, with death you can escape the contempt from a thousand of people but with this kind of punishment it strips you off your morale and wrings you dry of life from the inside out.

Aside from that, you would always be subjected to constantly watching your back — enemies from different sides of the country, threatening you to hand over all your possessions — and even if he was as strong as he is now, a person can only take so many threats before he breaks and will inevitably lead to his demise.

Tendou said he was being a pessimist, obviously he doesn't know much about the workings of nobilities as well as how awful socializing with them actually is, if that was his reply. Nothing is worth romanticizing the rich when they're just like the common folks: same people, different classes, same jewels, different sparkle.

Speaking of his friend, after he's been relieved from his post he would visit him, talk about the past, if Tendou had ever managed to court that lady he would so fondly tell him about or if his pastry business is doing well these days. Perhaps he could even tell him about what he's been doing since the last time they met, the nations he visited (if only for knightly duties), and he might as well share stories about the princess he's serving.

It felt ethically wrong to share information about your employer though, but it's not like Tendou would tell anyone, he's capable of keeping secrets and he's actually kind (if he wasn't teasing him most of the time). Besides, it's not like the princess has any private details that would ruin her reputation if leaked out and most especially, it's not like she has any respectable reputation to begin with.

Ah, why did that do something to his chest though?

Does he actually feel bad for thinking that?

Maybe.

It's not like the princess is a bad employer or a bad person overall.

So why does it seem like he dislikes her?

Well, Ushijima remembers the root of it very clearly. Before he became a knight and all, he always believed that royalties had this certain atmosphere surrounding them: the everlasting countenance of complete authorization, regal and graceful, a picture-perfect leader ruling his subjects. He admires the way they hold themselves, completely different from most nobles. Ushijima could even understand why most commoners perceive them as Gods and Goddesses, it's in the way they carry themselves truly.

But all of a sudden, when he finally acquired the position of becoming a royal member’s guard, the princess' personal knight, his beliefs had been crushed ever so cruelly by his employer nonetheless.

She's so unlike the king and queen he greeted a few hours prior. Here in her personal garden, the princess has her head hung low as if she's afraid of him, as if she's the one who has been recently knighted, cowering behind her-what seems to be-head maid. To make matters worse, he spotted dirt in the hem of his gown, dirt that looks like the soil from the garden, dirt that looks like you would only get that when you run through the field like some naive little child.

Oh, how unrefined, so undignified.

For that, for ruining his belief, Ushijima decides at that moment that he doesn't like you.

Then again, besides his perfect logic about royalty that was disintegrated by you, it's not like the princess is a bad employer or generally a bad person.

Contrary to rumors and accusations, the princess gave him full autonomy of her side of the palace, let him say or do what he wants to without having her status threatened to use on him. Unlike most of the nobility employers he heard from his fellow knight, the princess doesn't throw things towards him—throw expensive vases and cost them injury, even worse their life, she doesn't insult him and put him down because of his stature and by God, she doesn't use him for sexual purposes like most lady in power does.

She's…a rare gem honestly. Diamond in the rough sort of thing.

When her father is a cunning and calculating leader, she's an intelligent but still a bit naive princess.

When her mother is a strong-willed schemer, she's a timid, ‘can't-hurt-a-single-animal’ kind of soul.

When her brothers are active and strong fighters, she's a nonchalant mediator, the one who prefers a soothing cup of tea in solving national disputes.

If not for his initial beliefs about royalty and the disaster first meeting, he thinks that you are actually suited for your role as a princess. Despite thinking that you could solve battles with a submissive facade and hot tea, Ushjima admits that you actually make excellent plans and are able to twist the situation in your favor (which is a really great feat now that he thinks about it.)

Apart from that, he actually enjoys your company, if he's not letting his unfavorable opinion of you get the best of him, that is.

Ushijima remembered a time when the wheel of the carriage broke while you're on the way home after a visit from the boutique. He was actually having a mental conversation with himself about the purpose of this, because if he remembers correctly, there's a royal tailor that they can call to the palace so they don't have to go outside. But alas, he resigned to his fate, one of your childish whims he supposed.

The driver told you that it'll take a while, instead of threatening him to be removed from his position (just like your second brother did before) you just smiled and told him that you'll be fine, you can entertain yourself from the meantime.

It's strange and it's oddly admirable. So unbefitting of your title.

It never fails to make him curious if you really are your father's and mother's daughter when you don't even act remotely to them. Even more so when you're now headed to the field of flowers across the road, from your head maid, he learned that you love flowers and the garden where you receive your guests is what you tend to personally.

Again, strange but oddly admirable.

You, uncaring of your very expensive, very glamorous gown, sat on the ground with so much grace that it actually feels out of place. Ushijima offered you to stand up so he could take off his coat and you could sit on it instead but again, just like you did with the driver, you smiled and rejected his offer, then you turned your attention to the flower beside you and talk to it like it magically has the ability to converse with you.

If anyone can read his mind they would've imprisoned him for lese-majeste because all he's thinking about is why in the actual hell do you have to sit on a dirty field just to talk to some flowers who aren't even capable of replying to you?

Are you actually an imbecile pretending to be wise when there is someone who's in power in front of you?

This is honestly another reason why he doesn't like you, even if your second brother is rash and kind of childish sometimes, he wouldn't do stupid things like this. Your brother would much rather die than sit or lie in the ground full of dirt and things he doesn't even know where it came from.

And then all of a sudden his internal turmoil had halted, you were calling out to him, in that soft, silvery voice. He can practically remember the words you uttered clearly: “I know you are thinking that I am quite strange” quite is an understatement, he would like to tell you that in fact you are absolutely, without a doubt, strange.

“I get that a lot. To everyone else, when you are in a position such as mine, doing things like this…” you plucked the flower you were holding before, twisting it side by side “Is unbecoming and inappropriate. That is why most nobles tend to hide what they truly wanted” you lift the flower to your nose, closing your eyes to enjoy its scent.

Ushjima knew what you meant. It usually happens for most nobles. For instance, he remembered his old friend at the academy, Semi. He's a future viscount, sent to the academy to hopefully assume his father's position when he comes of age.

Semi admitted that he doesn't want to be a viscount, he wants to pursue his passion in music, he doesn't want to be caged in a life of farce pleasantries. He wants to be liberated, be like those musicians in the street who perform not out of money but because they want to share their passion for the art and to bring joy to the people who would stop to listen.

Although it was an absolutely excellent dream, Semi said that it wasn't realistic, his father and mother even put down his ambition like it's some type of taboo, even running away isn't an option because his family can still use their money to bring him back.

Ushijima admires Semi for that, and even if deep inside he knows that the advice he gave wasn't reassuring and even comforting, he hoped that eventually he could achieve his dream.

All of this to say is that nobles look down on you the more you act like the commoners, more like the people beneath their feet. They would scoff at you when you showed them even a hint of what you truly desire to do, they would tell you that ‘you're of power why waste yourself into something so insignificant?’ As he said before, socializing and breathing in the same air with the nobles is enduring a long-standing battle of toxicity.

You opened your eyes now, caressing the petals of the flower, smiling to yourself “But to me, it is even strange not doing what you want”

That hit Ushijima the most. He remembers being the odd one out from the rest of his family, their passion is gaining power and his was to be a simple farmer. Even if it's truly something he finds joy in doing, his relatives would always tell him it's a strange thing to dream of, because he's the son of a count. But now, he's trying to fulfill his lifelong dream even if he's one of the country's respected knights. It is very strange.

Huh. he realized, you're right.

For the first time since he met you, Ushijima might just understand your ways of acting and thinking.

His recollection of the past came to a screeching halt the moment he became face to face to the door of your room. There was a man's voice inside, a voice that doesn't belong to you or to the other knights that are under you, it was the voice of the royal physician.

What was he doing here?

As someone who's the knight of the very person who owns this room, he shouldn't be standing in front of the door and most importantly, he shouldn't be eavesdropping on your evidently private conversation. But the voice of the royal physician cut him off before he could even process how unethical this is.

“I’m really sorry princess, I will try my best to find a cure-”

Cure? What does that mean?

Why will he find a cure? Is the princess sick?

“Do not worry yourself about me, I am simply well aware that my time in this world wouldn't be for long…” he heard someone sniffle “...And please do not cry. I am very thankful that you are willing to go to such lengths but I do not want to burden you with piling work from my family.”

Ushijima can imagine the smile you usually wear when you are conversing with someone, the indifference in your voice and especially the way you still prioritize your family above your own well-being — it's making him mad, hands curling into a fist as he dig his nail deeper into his palm.

Why is he mad though?

Why would he be mad?

He doesn't even like you, why would he feel such things?

“I do not care if I'll die, no one wants me to live anyways” You said it quietly that the doctor wouldn't hear you but to him, to Ushijima he heard it loud and clear, so distinct that he wishes he didn't have to hear it in the first place.

He stumbled backwards, he understands now, perhaps the reason why he is feeling angry is because you can speak about your impending death without an ounce of emotion.

That it's like you had embraced the idea of succumbing to your illness, instead of threatening or breaking down or to beg them to find a cure, like a normal person would. And yet, you just speak so lightly of your situation, smiled and welcomed your miserable future.

And then there's this miniscule voice inside his head, one that flashes him the memory of you and him in the field of flowers, every now and then, it tells him that perhaps the real reason why Ushijima felt this way is because he can no longer serve and protect the lady who have stolen his heart without him even knowing.

[osamusriceballs]

Sweet Treats with Shiratorizawa

Ushijima x Reader, Tendou x Reader, Shirabu x Reader, Semi x Reader

Warnings: None

About: Spending Valentine's Day with your boyfriend!

A/n: I'll probably write something for every school as a late Valentine's Day gift!

Sweet Treats with Inarizaki

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Ushijima.

It's nothing special. You know that.

Yet, you're still sure that Wakatoshi will appreciate and like it. You asked Satori about his favorite chocolate flavors, and he provided you with enough information about the actual process of making chocolate that your head was spinning, and you decided to make it from the scratch and just follow his instructions. Satori was very helpful during the process though, and you had no troubles at all to create a few pretty pralines. And now you find yourself waiting for Ushijima to come home to show him the cute heart-shaped pieces of art that you created just for him.

The noise of the front door opening interrupts your train of thoughts and makes you jump up from your seat to quickly make your way towards the entrance to greet your boyfriend.

And there he is in all his glory- tall and muscular, his ridiculously broad shoulders always make the front door look small in comparison, but what actually surprises you, is that he doesn't look sweaty, nor is he wearing his usual training suit. Instead, he looks rather formal and dressed-up, with a dark dress-shirt and formal black pants. He looks at you, and his olive eyes soften, and his lips curve to a little genuine smile.

"Hey," you return his smile and quickly hug him, and he instantly lets go of his gym bag to return the hug.

"Hey." He greets you back and wraps his long arms around you, and after a moment of being close, you both pull back for a short, sweet kiss.

"I missed you."

"I missed you too."

You never would have thought that this tall and stoic man actually carried a soft and gentle side to him back when you first met him- but even today you find yourself falling more and more for him when he shows his soft spot that he has just for you.

"I got something for you. I thought we'd celebrate this Valentine's Day according to Japanese traditions." You bring your hands to his shoulders and excitedly wait for his reaction, but you pause when you notice a worried frown on his face.

"But... I got something for you too." You're relieved after hearing his words and instantly relax in his hold.

"That's okay, you can give it to me next month or right now. I‘m fine with either option." His frown doesn’t disappear after your words though, and you slightly start to worry again.

"But I promised your parents that we'd visit them next week with good news."

"What good news? Why are you talking about my parents?"

You slowly try to put together the information that you have, and that's when it clicks.

Oh.

Oh.

"Don't tell me..."

"I actually wanted to ask you later, but y/n..."

He slowly lets go of your hips and smoothly gets down on one knee- and your jaw drops at the sudden realization that he is-

"Will you marry me, y/n?"

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Tendou~

"Y/n, I got something for you!"

It's the sweet singing voice of your boyfriend that makes you turn your head towards the entrance of the living room- and there he is. Your impossibly cute and absolutely adorable boyfriend with his hands full of flowers and chocolate and the widest grin you have ever seen on his face.

"Satori, what's all that?" Your eyes grow big when you realize that he probably got all of this for you- and it's more than even he could carry.

"I wanted to make some chocolate and a sweet dessert for you, but when I started I just couldn't stop, and then I thought about you, so I kept on going and going, and suddenly I had all of these done, and then I thought about how you once told me about your favorite flowers and then I went to the flower shop and then-" you managed to get closer to him during his cute rambling and interrupt him by pressing a soft kiss to his lips. He gasps surprised, but still returns the kiss and tries to hug you with his arms full of presents.

"Thank you, Satori. I love you"

"I love you too, y/n." He grins and carefully places the presents on the table before he wraps his arms properly around you.

"I also made some chocolate for you, but I'm sure that it's nowhere near as good as yours." His grin gets even wider at your words and he quickly leans down for another peck.

"Chocolate? Hand-made from the love of my life? I'm sure that nothing can taste as sweet as that. Oh wait, maybe-" He pecks your lips once again and pretends to think hard for a second.

"Maybe you actually taste sweeter than it. I need to another try."

"You haven't even tried the chocolate once!" You protest, and he laughs at your words.

"I wasn't talking about the chocolate," he grins and you smile when your lips meet once again.

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Shirabu:

It's early. Painfully early.

You know that.

But your plans to surprise your busy boyfriend with breakfast in bed are what actually make your body subconsciously jump towards your ringing phone, and you quickly stop the alarm before it could wake him up.

You freeze when you notice that the sound hasn't stopped- and that's when you realize that it's Kenjiro's alarm that's still ringing. He has the bad habit of letting it ring for forever, and it oftentimes happened that you woke up before he did and had to reach for his phone to turn off the persistent little device.

Now, however, he reaches for the phone, his movements just as sleepy and uncoordinated as yours, his messy bed hair adorably sticking into every direction and a tired huff leaving his lips. His body doesn't move for a few seconds, and you only stare at his back, confused why he set an alrm so early- and then he suddenly turns around. His eyes don't look sleepy anymore, it seems like his ability to quickly wake up whenever it's necessary now pays off.

"Why are you awake?"

"No, why are you awake?" You involuntarily reach for one of the strands that hang into his face and push it back, and his hand quickly comes up to presses yours against his cheek.

"You're gonna laugh when I tell you."

"I won't, Kenjiro. I promise."

He raises a brow like he doesn't believe you, but takes a deep breath before he finally answers.

"I wanted to make breakfast in bed for you. As a Valentine's Day gift."

"Really?" You smile and scoot a bit closer to him under the blanket, and he gladly wraps his arms around you and presses you against his chest to prevent you from seeing his reddened cheeks.

"Yes. I know that I've been busy with work lately, but I wanted to show you that I'm still so much in love with you. And that you deserve only the best, and that I will always do my best for you and spoil you."

Your heart skips a beat at his sudden passionate confession, and you quickly pull back to press a kiss against his lips, not caring about your morning breath, and he doesn't seem to care too, judging by how fast and passionately he responds to the kiss.

"I also wanted to make breakfast for you." You confess with hot cheeks, and his lips curl into a teasing grin.

"How about we spend some more time in bed, so I can show you how much I love you, and then we can prepare breakfast together?"

He rasps the words against your neck and is quick to turn you on your back until he's laying right on top of you.

"Sounds like a good plan," you respond and lean in for another kiss.

___________________________

Semi;

"I'm back." You hear this words while you're still humming and finally putting the casserolle into the oven. "I'm in the kitchen!" you yell back and quickly get rid of your pink apron with sweet little cartoons that Semi had gotten for you. You hope that you look nice and presantable now, and that no ingredients are stuck in your hair or somwhere else.

It's your first Valentine's Day together, and you decided to prepare his favorite meal for tonight, as well as dressing up prettily for him. He finally enters the kitchen, his guitar still on his back and a his leather jacket perfectly clinging onto his body. He looks so sexy and handsome, and you can‘t help but to admire him for a few seconds.

"I got something for you." His lips are curled into a soft smile, and you look at the bouquet of flowers in his hand that's impossible to miss due to the sheer size. "They are gorgeous, Eita." You take another step towards him, and he leans down to softly kiss you. "Not as gorgeous as you though, my little star." He scans your outfit quickly, and his gaze stops at your eyes. You shiver and try to hide your reddened cheeks, but he just grins and places the bouquet on the table.

"I got something else for you too. I wrote a song for you."

"Really?" You excitedly smile and look at him with stars in your eyes, and he scratches the back of his head, slightly embarrassed now.

"It contains the word "love" so many times, it's embarrassing actually. But I wrote it for you, and it’s for you only.“

You can't help but to grab his cheeks softly and press a sweet kiss to his lips that he returns instantly.

"I love you, Eita. So, so much." You slightly pull back, until your foreheads are touching, and you look deeply into his eyes to convey your feelings in every possible way.

"I love you too, my y/n."

[estasticvanni]

\\Fluff!

TenHina//(sillies)

[College au]

“Clingy Boyfriend!”

At Hinata’s messy apartment.//3:04 PM

“Tendou,we’ve been like this for an hour..”Hinata sighed while in his boyfriend’s tight embrace,Tendou didn’t say much,he only smiled more. His lips curling up into a V

Hinata sighed again,there was nothing he could do,Tendou was extremely clingy after all,So they both sat there in eachother’s embrace,staring at the television

“Don’t you have practice anyway..?”Hinata asked,glancing at the redhead,Tendou only snickered before hugging Hinata tighter “Hey! come on…”Hinata gave in and rested his head on Tendou’s chest

“Ohehehe!”Tendou chuckled weirdly and kissed Hinata on the forehead(THEY’RE SILLY.) Hinata couldn’t help but blush and smile a bit before pushing Tendou away “D..Don’t do that!” Hinata stuttered and looked away

That didn’t help though,Tendou chuckled and and pulled Hinata way— closer “You can’t escape,number 10~” Tendou cackled as weirdly as he does

“Tendou! You’re so clingy…”Hinata mumbled while he kept his chin on Tendou’s shoulder”Only for youuu”Tendou ruffled the ginger’s hair and buried his face in it

“I love you..”Hinata mumbled while his face was tinted with red,Tendou pulled Hinata upwards so he could stare with his wide eyes,Of course Hinata chuckled softly while smiling at his boyfriend’s weird antics

“I adore ya!” Tendou smiled and closed his eyes before pressing his lips on Hinata’s,The two shared a moment until Tendou’s ringtone went off

Tendou jolted up as a result,He pouted and grabbed his phone,it was Ushjima. Tendou picked up with his normal smug expression “Yo waka waka chan!”…Hinata chuckled at the nickname.

“We have practice. in 15 minutes.” Ushijima bluntly spoke,Tendou looked at the ginger in his lap and frowned slightly “No worriesss~,Guess monster will make his appearance!”and with that the call ended

Hinata didn’t say anything,He was way too interested in the game playing on the television,Tendou snickered and buried his face back into his boyfriend’s hair before sighing and lifting his head up,still resting his head on the ginger

Tendou didn’t wanna go to practice but he was gonna see Hinata later right? He hoped so,He loves joking around with his ginger. Tendou sighed before reluctantly moving the ginger onto the sofa and off his lap,Hinata didn’t say anything,once again his eyes were glued on the screen

Tendou ruffled Hinata’s hair before walking out of his apartment,He was already feeling drained once he closed the door,he’s just that clingy.

Shiratorizawa Gym//4:30 PM.

The guys were in the locker rooms,changing back into their casual clothes “That spike was so cool!” Goshiki was already in his usaul mood of complimenting himself “It wasn’t that great.” Shirabu retorted and scoffed,putting on his jacket

“You two need to chill..”Semi was already dressed and ready to hit the road,He was tired of the daily saltiness “Come on,Goshiki did a good job!” Reon smiled,giving Goshiki a thumbs up,If nobody complimented Goshiki,Reon sure would

Tendou just chuckled at the scene as he put his hoodie on”We won today,as usual.” Tendou has his regular smirk on his face,They always won but he’d be happy even if they lost,that’s just how he is!

“Indeed we did.” Ushijima has his stern face as always,So serious but still Tendou’s best friend.

“Later waka chann~” Tendou waved as he walked out of the locker room,leaving Ushijima to the often occurring shenanigans

Back at Hinata’s messy apartment//11:03 PM.

Tendou unlocked the door with his spare key and walked in,closing the door behind him,Hinata was sleeping in a wild position on the couch,Tendou couldn’t help but chuckle to himself as He picked up the snoring ginger and walking to the lamp lit bedroom

“Meat buns…” The ginger seemed to dream about food,how typical. Tendou place Hinata on the bed,tucking him in before getting into the bed himself,”Good night,Number 10~” Tendou turned off the lamp and snuggled up to his lightly snoring boyfriend

Hinata’s bedroom//4:02 Am

Hinata was already out of bed,studying for whatever he had,Tendou of course was hugging him from behind,Hinata was sitting on his lap of course,Seriously,Tendou might as well be a chair!

“Tendou..I can’t focus with you snickering in my ear..”Hinata sighed and stopping writing on his notebook filled with gibberish,”Oops~” Tendou snickered some more,He wanted Hinata’s attention.

Hinata groaned out of frustration,He continued writing though,as he typed away on his computer,Tendou occasionally making some movement,He wanted Hinata to say something or atleast stare at him.

Of course,Hinata ignored him,Hinata couldn’t afford to fail a english test…He’s already got a 60 in the class,Any lower and he wouldn’t be able to play in any matches..”Number 10~”Tendou whispered into Hinata’s ear,Hinata couldn’t bear this anymore and turned to look at Tendou with an annoyed look

“Heeheh~”Tendou chuckled,Hinata sighed and hopped off Tendou’s lap,Turning his computer off and flopping on the bed face down,He loves Tendou but goodness ,this was super clingy..

Tendou pouted a bit and walked over the the exhausted ginger,rubbing his finger through his hair as he crouched down to the shorter male’s level”I love you shooo~” Hinata mumbled something into the sheets,Tendou didn’t understand a thing but snuggled next to his boyfriend in bed “You’re fun to tease!” Tendou proudly spoke before poking the ginger

Hinata sighed and raised his head,looking at the usaul V smile on the redhead’s face,He smiled reluctantly and looked away “hah! you’re a tomato!Tendou laughed at his own joke making Hinata laugh aswell

Who cares if Hinata fails,He loves this clingy redhead to death..

HEY HEYYYY!

Sorry for any misspelling lol!

I thought this would be a cute thing to write,#ClingyIsCute

See ya!!

[natashawritesstuff]

i wholeheartedly believe that Ushijima will wake your lesbian daughter Keina up at 12am on the first day of pride month. it doesn't matter if it's a school night or if she has a big game in the morning or how long she's been out. every year without fail he will drag her out of bed just to remind her that he will always love her because it would break his heart if even for a second she forgot

based on Team

a/n I feel like he's really big on buying her flag pins for her volleyball bag and even buys a matching set so Keina can give one of ishiko

happy pride month lovelies <3

[white-poppie]

Hard to Love

Characters:  Ushijima Wakatoshi x reader Genre: Reverse Hurt-comfort Warnings: ushy-gushy is insecure :( Writer: @ white-poppie

Song recommendation:  Cloud 9 by Beach bunny

HAIKYU!! (ハイキュー!!) 

The car ride back home is quiet...too quiet for Ushijima's liking, the air is so condescendingly heavy that it is hard to inhale in.

Ushijima is thinking, he taps his fingers on his thighs when he is thinking, the two of you were coming back home from Tendou's birthday party.

A particular question from Tendou had stuck a nerve to Ushijima.

"Hey Y/n, do you think Ushijima is hard to love?" he had asked and you had done nothing, but laugh as he looked at you with hopeful eyes that you would say something.

It wasn't really your fault, you were kind of drunk at that time, barely registering the words, but Ushijima was there; sober enough and now he was driving while you were curled up in the back-seat, passed out.

Ushijima is confident when is comes to most things he is stoic and reserved and oftentimes too perfect to be human.

But Ushijima Wakatoshi has no clue what to do, when it come to you. Oh boy, Ushijima thinks you are something too good to be true, the way you stick around even after his half-hearted replies makes him think that you are some sort of angel you descended from heaven.

When the car comes to a hault, Ushijima picks you up easily, his build making you feel like barely anything, he smiles softly as he sees you involuntarily huddling close to his chest.

He put you on the bed and leaves to freshen up.

Within twenty minutes your eyes open, mind still hazy from that hangover, you look around to find Ushijima, light peaks from the door, you get up and follow it and end up in the living room with Ushijima watching the T.V

"You are still up?" you whisper groggily.

Ushijima looks at your for a second and then looks back at the screen, "yeah...I couldn't sleep."

You frown at his statement, he is very adamant about his sleep schedule, "is something wrong?" You whisper sitting on the couch and draping the blanket over you as well.

"It's nothing," he answers.

"It must be something," you hum while resting you head on his chest, closing your eyes at the comforting sound of his breathing.

"Y/N...am I hard to love?" he asks breaking the ice which causes you to look up to him.

"Of course not, what makes you think that?" you ask as your eyebrows knit in confusion.

He sighed and rubbed his eyes, "It's just that...y'know what, forget it."

You sat up straight and cradled his face in your palms, "'Toshi, talk to me."

"When Tendou said I am unlovable...you didn't say otherwise, I don't blame you."

The gears in your mind turned and a bulb lit up when you got what he was saying.

"Aww Toshi, I am sorry, I was too drunk to answer that time," you whispered while climbing onto his lap.

You stared at his caramel eyes, "Toshi you are the best s/o one can wish for, you take care of me and others," you planted a kiss on his nose giggling when you saw a very small smile crack through for a millisecond.

"You are so strong and buff, extremely handsome and so incredibly sexy," you wiggled your eyebrows suggestively, "I would nom you up if I could," you said and kissed his cheek.

He buried his face in the crook of your neck, a low rumble of his voice sending shivers down your spine, " 'M sorry...I just...I can't help overthink, what if we end up like my parents?"

You held his face, up from your neck and kissed him, his large hands cradling the small of your back.

" 'Toshi, one thing I can assure you, I am not going to leave you in a million years. You have nothing to be insecure of, in fact, I should be the insecure one here, a volleyball player with thousands of fans settled for someone like me, I cherish every moment with you, Mr Ushiwaka."

His bottom lip quivered a little and he buried his head in your neck again, "I love you."

"Love you too, my big teddy bear, now let's get you to sleep or else you will be all pouty when you miss your work-out time."

(っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ Ushyyyyyy uhuhu

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HAIKYU!! (ハイキュー!!) 

[sadlysoulx]

[1:13am]—Pulling them by their belts/ties to kiss them

Characters» Daichi, Ushijima, Kuroo

Trope/plot» you pull them by their belt/ties to kiss them

Warning» fluff to have cavities, a swear word or two? that's all I guess, let me know if there's more. DON'T IGNORE WARNINGS.

Note» hi :) Christmas is almost near but why do I feel not excited at all :(

—Daichi

You watched as your boyfriend puts in his belt through his belt hoops.

Being a person who is on their phone all the time, reading some fanfics, you already have a lot of ideas to make someone be flustered.

He smiled as he sees you waiting by the gym doors. Daichi, who was just freshly showered after practice, immediately hugs you tightly. You took a huge huff of his deodorant and soap, making you feel home.

"Hey," his deep voice sent shivers down your spine.

You smiled. It's frustrating— in a good way— how he can throw you over heels with just a single word.

"Hey," you said back.

No words were exchanged instead the two of you looked into each other's eyes, falling in love with one another once again.

"Do you want me to walk you home?" He started. "If you want, there's a convenience store we can stop by—"

He was suddenly tugged forward and he looks down to see a finger hooked around his school belt. Flushing red, he looks up to you.

"Fuck baby, you'll be the death of me," Daichi says before kissing you passionately in your lips.

—Ushjima

"'Toshi, are you even listening?" You asked raising an eyebrow, slight annoyance in your tone.

Ushijima looks up at you before returning his gaze to his phone, a volleyball video playing. "I'm sorry, my love, just a few minutes,"

"But it's 5:45 right now!" You huffed, pointing dramatically at the clock across. "A few more minutes and it will be your practice, all we did is stand here near the lockers like some idiot while you watch that video,"

Ushijima looks up at the clock once he hears your words, eyes widening slightly, he puts his phone in his pocket.

"You're right my love," He took out his sports bag from the locker he's leaning on. "I have to go to the practice,"

He was about to walk away when he was forced forward, almost tumbling and falling on you. From his peripheral vision, he sees you holding on to his belt loops.

"You're not going anywhere, baby boy," You narrowed your eyes. "Not until you spend at least a minute with me,"

Ushjima softened and gave a small smile. He turned around and pushed you onto his locker before showering you with his soft kisses.

—Kuroo

If there was one thing that this man couldn't do is to make his tie.

He have to get his father to do it for him because he just can't. Even Kenma gave up on making it for him and insisted on learning how to do it themselves.

Kuroo looks down at the red tie in his hands, confusion painted all over his face.

"I swear this is the last time I would ask for your help, Kenma,"

The boy looked up from his psp and then rolling his eyes. "You said that last year. Until now,you can't make it yourself, you're such a baby,"

The blonde turned and walked away, leaving Kuroo behind, barking at him.

This man decided to tie into a bow and once he passed you in the hall, you snickered.

"Come here, Tetsu," You beckoned h over to your locker, in which the Captain happily skips to you.

You put your things in the locker before turning to him. "You're making the others think you're a walking joke,"

Kenma who had followed Kuroo to tease him, gave you a small smile.

"Atleast you know that Y/N-san,"

"Kenma!"

You reached over to the tie he made into a bow, grabbed it and pulled it down, making Kuroo bend to your level.

You untied it and began correctly tying it, ignoring Kuroo's intense stare at you. Once you were done, you looked up at your boyfriend's blushing face.

"Please kiss me," he whispered. Kenma almost dropped his play station.

You laughed, patting his chest to let him know you're done and then walked backwards.

"Not until you know how to tie that yourself,"

That night he searched up atleast 34 videos on how to tie a tie. It was worth it, he got a promised kiss from you.

Follow my Wattpad

[osakunt]

ushijima with a chubby gf?😵‍💫 plsss

✺ Loves your curves

✺ His fans be jealous about your relationship.

✺ Have trouble fitting into some jeans ? No worries baby, cause mans will stand behind you and help you get into them.

✺ Hypes you up whenever you feel down. Tells you some corny pick up line to cheer you up.

✺ Someone has something to say about your weight ?- he’ll get on their ass about it cause ain’t nobody about to say shit about you.

✺ Hugging you is the best part to him. You’re soft and you radiate heat that he sometimes need in the night. He’ll hug you and won’t let go.

[babiekawa]

affection

affection; ushijima x f!reader

warnings: periods, fluff

word count: 303

summary: ushijima can be affectionate once in a while.

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

“shut it off, ushijima,” you growled at the 5:00 am alarm that he set everyday for his daily runs.

ushijima sat up and switched the alarm off in one swift movement.

“are you okay?” he said, and shifted his body so he could look at your face.

“i got my period last night and it hurts,” you said with a groan.

ushijima brushed away your hair from your face with his index finger carefully and rested his hand on your cheek.

he pulled away, and you heard him get off of the bed and leave the room. he came back with a glass of water and a painkiller on a small plate, and placed it on your bedside table.

he slid back into bed and wrapped his arms around your waist before pulling your back to his chest.

“don’t you have to go on your run?” you said with a sigh.

“i’ll skip for today. i want to spend some time with you,” he said with a hum and slid his fingers under the hem of your tank top.

“no, your hands are cold,” you said, and attempted to move his hands away.

“i’m trying to make the pain go away,” he said to the back of your shoulder while running his fingers over the bare skin of your stomach.

“that feels good, babe,” you whispered, feeling relief from his massage.

“should i do your chest too? i’ve read that girls have soreness there,” ushijima said.

you turned to face ushijima.

“was that a joke?” you asked with a slowly growing grin.

“yeah,” he said, and gave you a rare smile.

“try to get some sleep,” ushijima said, and pulled your body into his. you settled your nose into his chest and breathed in his laundry detergent scent before falling back asleep.

[fluffyangstymess]

I couldn’t have forgotten pt.2  (Ushijima imagine)

Warnings: slight swearing, slight ushjima timeskip spoilers!

Pairing: Ushijima & fem! reader, mentions of bokuto and hinata

Genre: angst to fluff

Part 1 

You got your keys and almost headed out without anyone seeing you when bokuto noticed and stood up.

“Wait y/n” he shouted as he went outside

Ushijima was to engrossed to the match on the screen he didn’t even notice you until he saw hinata blushing. That’s when he turned to see you and he was speechless, the way your hair just fell perfectly on your shoulder, the way the dress seemed to hug your curves just right.

You didn’t even bother to look at him as bokuto came back in and gave you the teams’ presents.  

She looks amazing but why is she dressed up? Presents? Why would bokuto have presents? Wait shit, no don’t tell me, shit I couldn’t have forgotten, ushijima thought

“Happy birthday y/n, these are all from us” he said as he gave you a bunch of neatly wrapped presents. They all rushed to give you hugs and congratulations. You thanked them all and took your gifts into the bedroom with ushijima hot on your heels. He saw you put the gifts on the bed and was thinking of how he could make it up to you but the words couldn’t come out of his mouth.

“I’m going out with my friends and I don’t know if I’ll come home tonight so don’t wait up for me” you sighed with your back to ushijima “you aren’t going to say anything? do you even love me anymore?” He didn’t say anything, he was tongue tied, of course he loves you and he wanted to shout it out but he just couldn’t. He couldn’t find the right words since he never knew how to express his feelings. You didn’t want to face him and the possible disappointment, you just didn’t want to accept that he might leave you. You took the silence as an answer. “okay, um my friend is waiting outside, I’ll come back in the morning to pack my things.” You left on the verge of tears but you were tired of crying and feeling sad, you deserved to have fun.

You bid your farewells to the boys in your living room and got into your friends’ car.  Turning off your phone, you headed to what you seemed like every club in town. Loud edm music rang through you ears as you danced with your friends, pushing away any creep who wanted to grind against you. Your friends had bought bottle service and all the attention was on you. You felt like you were on top of the world and no one could stop you.  But a whole lot of birthday shots later you blacked out, the next day you found yourself in your friend’s house. It was about 7 am and you had a horrible hangover and you noticed some pills on the counter that your friend had left for you, you thanked her mentally and hopped into the shower.

The water that hit your skin felt like heaven but then a heavy weight appeared on your shoulders. Ushijima. Shit. You leaned against the cold tile as you sighed, remembering last nights fight. You gathered your things and headed to your shared home. You stood at the door not wanting to open the door and face him but you have to rip the bandage while you can. You walked in and you were tackled to the floor into the biggest hug ushijima had ever given you.

“I’m so sorry y/n, yes I forgot your birthday and yes I said things I didn’t really mean, but please forgive me” “you are the most important person in my life and I cannot lose you, I was an asshole yesterday but please don’t leave me” “when you left yesterday I made the guys leave and I was alone and realized I had been ignoring you these past weeks, this is exactly how my parents started to act toward each other before the divorce and I can’t lose you, please” he said into your chest, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist, he held on as if you were going to disappear. You were confused ushijima was never this loving, you began to feel a wet spot on your chest as he looked up to you with small tears in his eyes.

“Baby no, please don’t cry, look yes I was mad and you did say some really mean things but hey look at me” you held his face “we are not your parents, I love you and I’m sorry for not staying and trying to fix things, it was childish” you began to feel guilty

“Just please let me fix this” ushijima begged

“Okay” you kissed his forehead as he helped you get up from the floor. He led you into the dining room. You smelled an amazing aroma, pancakes. Roses and balloons decorated your place. You sat down and he began to bring out the amazing breakfast he had spent all morning making. A few tears fell from your eyes

“y/n, love is everything okay? Do you not like it?” ushijima’s voice coated in worry

“No, it’s not that it’s just” you sniffled “thank you toshi” you pulled him into a passionate kiss but he pulled away nervously “let’s eat first before the food gets cold” he stated.

After the amazing breakfast he had made you, you guys were cuddling. He seemed a bit nervous and fidgety. “Are you okay toshi?” you questioned him

“actually, I wanted to ask you if um” he scratched the back of his neck nervously. He was never one to be nervous which just made you wonder. You felt a pit in your stomach. Was he going to break up? Weren’t we okay? Maybe he realized he doesn’t feel the same wa- “come with me to our next tournament” ushijima said while snapping you from your train of thought

“I just want you to be close to me, and you waiting here for me just doesn’t seem right. I want you to be with me if I lose or win no matter what, I need you by my side so will you come?”

“OF COURSE!!!” you basically yelped as you hugged him. You were excited to be able to see the world with the love of your life. “Thank you, and I promise to always be by your side “He sighed in relief as he smiled into your neck, his body less tense than before knowing soon you will be his forever and that the little black velvet box, he has hidden away in his drawer is proof of that promise.

[atsubaka]

Shiratorizawa Masterlist

Ushijima Wakatoshi

➤ what it's like dating them

➤ hot things they do

➤ their romance trope

➤ their toxic trait

➤ embarrassing things they did

➤ them as ghibli characters

➤ them as dads (domestic stuff)

Tendou Satoru

➤ what's it like dating them

➤ their romance trope

➤ embarrassing things they did

➤ them as ghibli characters

➤ annoying habits they have

Semi Eita

➤ what it's like dating them

➤ hot things they do

➤ their romance trope

[haikyuucaptains456]

Accidental Confessions Pt. 2

Includes Ushijima, Terushima, Oikawa, and Kita

Ushijima-

Terushima-

Oikawa-

Kita-

[daikushiji]

ushijima fluff - “i’ve missed you”

(am I going to write a pamper night for each hq boy? maaaaybe even if nobody cares lol)

"I'm back." He hoped to find you in the living room waiting for him. But when your boyfriend heard the water running, he headed towards the bathroom, assuming that you just got back home as well. It was a stressful day actually and he only wanted to lay beside you and listen to your voice. He found you in front of the mirror, washing your face carefully. While your eyes were closed, he hugged you from behind. "Hello love." You flinched at the unexpected touch, but as soon as you realized who it was you quickly turned around. "Toshi! I didn't hear you come in!" you said and then kissed him on the tip of his nose, causing him to blush violently. "I've missed you so much!" you continued, looking at him with the biggest smile while holding his face with your wet hands. "I've missed you too. Can I please hang out with you for a bit?" he asked taking your hand and placing a soft kiss on your knuckles.  You simply nodded and lead him to sit on the toilet near you. You two talked about your day, while you continued with your skincare and he just sat there admiring you with a soft smile and tired eyes. Then you proceeded to apply a face mask and at that moment you caught the interested gaze of your boyfriend looking at you in the mirror. "What?" you asked giggling. “Your face always feels so soft after you use that stuff." he said, caressing his own cheek.  "Would you like me to try this one on you?" you asked him, but it was more a plea than a question actually because you always wanted to do a face mask with your boyfriend. Plus, you just wanted to touch his pretty face. He saw how excited you looked and laughed when he noticed that you were already holding a hairband for him to put on. So he couldn't do anything other than saying "Yes, please." You happily sat on his laps, while he secured you by resting his strong hands on your hips. You brushed his hair back with your fingers and he could literally feel all the tension leaving his body. Then you just looked at his face for a few seconds, when a soft smile appeared on yours. Starting from his forehead, you peppered it with kisses, then down to his ears, cheeks, chin, and the corners of his mouth. Hearing his small giggle melted your heart right away. You applied the face mask on him carefully, wanting to be sure that it was spread evenly. He completely relaxed at your touch just enjoying this peaceful moment with you. "It smells good. Is it coconut?" he asked sleepily. You nodded. "You'll have the softest skin of all the volleyball players!" He smiled while you got up to wash your hands. Seeing himself in the mirror, he found his reflection looking so silly.   "You look so cute Toshi!!" you said hugging him with heart eyes. He wrapped his arms around you, wanting to stay in that position forever. Playing with your hair, he softly asked "Can I now apply it on you, please?"

[loneveenas]

all the small things

pairing: ushijima wakatoshi x reader genre: fluff!!!!!!!!! summary: wakatoshi finds love in the smallest things when with you. words: 1500

note: for the home sweet home collab with the @haikyuucreations server!!!! note2: not beta’ed or edited!! :(

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Ever since Wakatoshi and you started taking another step in your relationship—that step being living together!—you have noticed that the smallest things will enjoy him.

You waking up next to him, walking over to ask for a big bear hug, sitting next to each other on the sofa late at night watching your favorite show, you giving him forehead kisses while standing on your tippy toes… even just asking what he wants for dinner tonight will enjoy him.

Finding it odd at first, you got used to it pretty quickly. His strong looks sure didn’t help with that, especially not in the beginning of your relationship, but you were soon enough […] to his much softer side. One that he only showed you.  

And tonight, while you were all snuggled up on the couch underneath a blanket, sipping your hot cocoa and warming your hands against it to try and ignore the colder fall weather, watching your favorite show, Wakatoshi walked over to the couch as well. He’d just taken a hot shower as he had been playing volleyball all day, and really looked like he needed a break.

So, you raised the blanket right when he wanted to sit down, opening up a seat for him. He took the blanket from your hands, plopped down next to you and moved the blankets over his bod- well, only his upper body.

Unbeknownst and automatically, he leaned into you—his broad figure nearly making up for a second blanket.

“Aren’t your feet cold?” you asked him, pointing at them.

He shook his head and wiggled his toes in a try to keep them in motion and keep them warm. It made you smile and you put your head on his.

“Was your practice match tough today?” Your voice sounded a little muffled and smaller because of your cheek that was pressed up against his head.

“Not really. It wasn’t as hard as an official match, but it was fun.”

“That’s good,” you mumbled back, followed by a small kiss on his head. “I’m glad you had fun. I can’t wait to watch you again.”

“Me neither.”

And while having started with your favorite show, before the two of you actually went to bed and actually wanted to untangle your bodies from the most comfortable cuddle ever, you ended up a show that was neither hilarious nor boring, but just a moment of easy-going TV watching.

And that was enough for Wakatoshi to feel at ease again.

Other times can be when Wakatoshi is preparing to go to his volleyball match. More important ones require more time for getting ready in the mornings, but today it wasn’t that intense (?).

Except for you it was. Starting your new job today, you woke up with a stressed feeling. You hadn’t slept well and Wakatoshi knew. While he was a deep sleeper, it was impossible to remain a deep slumber with a stressed you next to him. And that wasn’t about you rolling around constantly, no. It was more that he felt your stress and that he wanted to make sure you were able to catch a better sleep.

And he tried to do so by hugging you (and falling asleep after).

Most of the times it worked, but because you were starting your new job today, you just couldn’t find sleep.

Wakatoshi decided to calm you down. He woke up the time he normally would when he got an important match scheduled. Instead of spending his time doing extra morning stretches, he decided to surprise you with a good breakfast. One that would make you feel energized and excited, and hopefully calm you down.

The smell of your favorite breakfast flies into the bedroom and instantly woke you up. You’re puzzled because you didn’t know Wakatoshi had plans like this. You got up and decided to make your way to the kitchen.

Peeking inside, you see your boyfriend, Ushijima Wakatoshi, wearing your apron and cooking breakfast.

“Good morning,” you hesitantly started with.

His suddenly tensed up posture told you he got startled. You giggle as you see how quickly he tried to regain his relaxed one.

“Morning,” he mumbled in return and continued baking the egg. “Did you sleep well?” You hummed, knowing very well that he knew how badly you had slept. Hence the detailed breakfast.

You watched him finish the breakfast and thanked him when he put it out in front of you. You noticed that there was only one plate… “Don’t you want anything?”

“I’ve already eaten something and watching you eat is enough.”

The way he says something that can be so cringey say it so effortlessly is making your heart beat more.

What you didn’t know, is that he really meant it. The way your eyes would soften and sparkle when eating was enough.

Although it was always good to be back home.

Wakatoshi didn’t really like visiting his family. One of the most foremost reasons was his mom taking out his photo album every single time and showing you pictures of a baby-‘toshi.

It didn’t bother you in the slightest. You actively enjoyed the many photo albums his mom had kept over the years—until the end of middle school. She then would always go on about how she was sad she didn’t keep it during his high school years (because “You would have loved how big he suddenly had gotten.”).

You enjoyed seeing them because Wakatoshi refused to take any selfies of have you take sudden pictures of him.

He absolutely did not like it if he got a picture taken of him when he was either laughing or making weird faces.

He did, however, like watching you laugh at him whether or not it was at his baby pictures with him being a big baby with his mother, or at pictures of his current self that you took out of the blue in your home.

Nights out with the two of you were rare. Especially because Wakatoshi was one of the country’s star players and not that unknown to the world.

But when you did, the two of you would pull every string to make it perfect. From doing your hair to him shaving his stubble, and from you playfully bumping your elbow in his sides and your hip against his.

At the restaurant Wakatoshi got a lot of attention in the beginning. The restaurant knew he was coming together with you, and the two of you aren’t unfamiliar to that restaurant. The night was amazing, and you would still be amazed by how expensive the restaurant looked and actually was.

Wakatoshi loved seeing you look at the lights and how you looked in the lights too.

Seeing you all done up is nice and all. But to Wakatoshi, that’s more than enough for an evening out.

You opened the door to your apartment, a long time after you were supposed to eat dinner.

There was something about coming home after a long day of work that makes it all a little easier.

The familiar smell of home that you breathed in right away, Wakatoshi walking up to you, his arms wide open and ready to catch you. And he did as you fell into his embrace. That warm feeling home home amplified even more and you couldn’t help but instantly fall at ease.

Still wrapped in his arms, the two of you walk over to the kitchen, where it became clear that Wakatoshi had been busying himself with cooking dinner again.

“You didn’t have to do that,” you pouted and look up at him.

“But I did.” He didn’t bother taking you out of his embrace and continued stirring in the pan.

“Hmm. It smells good. Thank you,” you mumbled, your face now stuffed into his warm sweater and he hummed in return.

You looked at his face as he was concentrating on preparing the food. His brow was slightly furrowed, with his mouth a little opened. In full concentration.

Laughing softly, you moved up one of your hands that you had latched together on his back to his head, moving your fingers along his scalp. The soft scratches made Wakatoshi relax visibly. His features became softer and he went to rest his head on the top of your head. Your other hand, in the meantime, started leaving scratches over his spine. He was unable to suppress a small shiver and you giggled.

“Thank you for doing all of this for me even though you have worked hard today too,” you mentioned out of nowhere. It sounded muffled because his head was still on top of yours, your face pressed into his sweater again.

It’s all in these small moments when Ushijima Wakatoshi can’t help but all for you more and more. And these moments prove it to Wakatoshi more and more and living together with you was one of his best decisions in life.

[kageyamatobiyogurt]

Dates with Haikyuu Boys pt. 2/??

Ushijima Wakatoshi and the “perfect date”

he made sure he was very prepared for this date

he’s a lot softer than he seems to most people, deep down he was a little nervous. he prepared so there would be as little room for error as possible

it was all the details to make a perfect date, what time he’d leave his house so he wouldn’t be late to picking you up, what time to head to dinner so you wouldn’t miss the movie and also not have to rush, what restaurant to take you to that wasn’t super fancy but not fast food either (he figured you deserve better), what movie would be interesting, etc.

when he picked you up, your heart swelled seeing him. you could tell he put a little more effort into his clothes the way he had on a collared shirt underneath a maroon sweater. you never minded the hoodies and the tee shirts but seeing something different once in a while isn’t so bad

he insisted walking all the way to your door even though you’re easily capable of walking to his car by yourself. you tried telling him you could just walk down but all he said was, “no, i’m picking you up”

he drives with one hand on your thigh, not necessarily in a sExY way but because he found comfort in touching you

dinner was filled with soft laughter, him smiling at you from across the table while he leaned his head on one of his hands, and your stomach doing small flips every time he did just that

conversation between the two of you was never too hard. you both loved each other talking about the things you were passionate about. when he got going about volleyball, you could see a certain shine that you knew would never die down. he would sit a little straighter, maybe use his hands to gesture certain things, his eyebrows would knit together while he carefully explained what he was picturing in his head

 you felt at ease with him and the way he welcomed you to him (physically and emotionally)

this boy was falling in love with every smile he somehow brought on your face whenever he was genuinely confused about something (it happens more than you think) 

he’d wonder how he got here to begin with, with someone so lovely and somehow also into him? it’s easy to say he was in awe

but how could you not be? 

after dinner, he makes sure to pay, insisting before you even get to try to take out your wallet. (he made sure in his preparations to save enough money so he could treat you)

the movie theater isn’t very far from where you guys ate (yet another result of careful planning) and you two walk with your hands laced together. though after only a minute, he gently lets go of your hand -making you momentarily disappointed- up until he puts an arm around your shoulders to walk a little closer to you

as he was asking for certain tickets, you tried to sneak some money to the teller so you could at least contribute something to this clearly very planned but greatly appreciated date but his instincts or whatever caught you in the act

he just furrowed his eyebrows before saying a simple, “no” and once again, paying. listen, he was prepared to make this date nice now let him do it

this guy really takes the money you were sliding and gently takes your wallet from your other hand, and makes the effort to put it back in neatly, neatly enough to make a point- before slipping it into your bag

“okay the next time we do something you have to let me pay for something or i will fight you” 

ushijima looks away for a second only to say a small, “maybe”

you guys eventually settle into your seats for the movie- it’s a scary one apparently but you aren’t too concerned

but hey, it’ll give you an excuse to maybe snuggle a little closer?

without saying anything, he already moved the armrest between you two so that he can pull you close

this dork watches the trailers before a movie so seriously it’s a little funny and he raises his eyebrows when he notices you looking up at him with a smile

“hm? do you need anything?” he asks

you shake your head and reassure him you’re perfectly fine with a quick kiss on his cheek. even though it’s pretty dark in the theater you could tell he wasn’t ready and that he’s probably blushing

with that, you kiss him again, but this time on the lips and he takes a moment to ease into it. he turns so he can kiss you a little deeper, placing a hand behind your neck

he’s shy half the time but oh my god when he starts to kiss you and he gets a little more dominant- he’s usually pretty controlled but-

he only pulls away because he hears the movie start and “the openings are usually important” lol 

the movie isn’t half bad. you two jump here and there but it’s hard to feel scared when it seems like the strongest arms in the world are around you to protect you. for him, he can’t be scared when the most important person is so close, making him feel braver

throughout the whole thing, on top of his arms being around you, one hand of his would trace circles absentmindedly on your knuckles

the movie ends and he brings you home- yes walking you all the way to your door because he is a gentleman dammit (gentle man, more like)

he also maybe wants another kiss yanno

there was no doubt in your mind that you would get another one before the night ended anyway, so all works out 

“i hope you had-” he began, but you tugged on his shirt before he could finish. you give this boy one hell of a kiss that sends his brain kinda reeling but he wouldn’t have it any other way

“i did,” you grin, “it was perfect”