#wakatoshi fluff

[natriae]

to say that Ushijima and your's relationship was a bit unconventional would be an understatement. In the beginning it was hard to even understand if the two of you were together. Everyone was unsure, you two, your friends, bystandards. No one was quite sure what was happening between you two.

Even now it hard to explain how you ended up with the gentle giant. "so when did you two start dating?" they question, leaving you and Wakatoshi dumbfounded by the question. Things have always been the same between you two since the day you met. As tendō put it, you and Wakatoshi have your own language. The two of you don't need to even speak to know what the other wants.

The easiest way to answer that question is when the two of you had your first kiss. To go by the first 'date' wouldn't be easy enough for you guys to pin point. The two of you were always hanging out alone but neither one was sure it was a 'date'. Ushijima was an awkward teenage boy and to say you were awkward too would be an understatement. You doubt the two of you would have even kissed if it wasn't for Tendō attempting at playing cupid.

When Tendō finally was able to get it to click in Wakatoshi's brain that his feelings were in fact more than just platonic it didn't take long for the kiss to happen. You didn't even know Wakatoshi had feelings for you like that.

It was midfall in Wakatoshi's single room dorm when your relationship changed. Society's voices were hard to ignore at this age and all you could focus on was how you were the odd one out. Never been in a relationship��� not even a situationship— never kissed anyone, no talking stage. It was hard to relate to those around you, but you always had Wakatoshi there. He made you feel a lot less alone, yet your brain is far to powerful and things got awkward.

You couldn't help but let the devil on your shoulder convince you that there was so much Wakatoshi wasn't telling you. This is the farthest the two of you have been and seeing him not even once a week was unusual. He's quiet. He's always been quiet, but it feels as though that secret langage is fading away. You can't read him like you use too.

The college athlete was changing before your eyes like something clicked while you were away. Almost like he's now too aware of himself. Like he's noticing that his body is to large and confined in his space, but your heart hammered in your chest for you to calm down. He's still Wakatoshi.

He still invited you over and remembered you. He's still the Wakatoshi you've known, yet when he sits down beside you on his bed your stomach begins doing flips. You're nervous. He's never made you nervous.

The large man stares at the tv before him before taking a deep breath. "y/n," his deep voice breaths out quietly. His thick brows draw together as he looks at you. Seeming racking his brain for the right words at this moment. You watch as his chest rises in one long inhale before his adam's apple bobs with a swallow.

You can't read him.

'Ushijima' wants to exit your mouth, but you don't let it. To stunned by his eyes. You lips move with the purpose to open, but never part. You fall slight closer when he finally scooches nearer. His body weight pressing further into the mattress than yours. His olive eyes flicker towards your lips before he takes one final deep breath and moves in. His eyes shut and his long eyelashes flutter before his lips meet yours. It's soft. Gentle. As if he's to scared to hurt you, but when his hand moves to the back of your head you know that he’s just as nervous as you are. He's never done this before. He's still your Wakatoshi, he's just entering a new chapter.

[kayentokk]

“A lot better, now.”

Just imagine being so stressed after a long day, whether it was work, maybe pressure from expectations, or you’re just completely exhausted. There doesn’t even have to be a reason, you’re just tired and drained.

You barely make it one stiff, tired step into your apartment before he comes around the corner to greet you with a warm kiss and hug. It’s routine for you at this point. Every day you receive the tightest, secure, warm embrace from your favorite person. Arms snugly encircled around your waist, hands giving soothing rubs up and down your back. 

Then after remaining in that moment, for what feels like the best couple seconds of your life, soft, pliant lips place a gentle peck on your forehead. 

Those same arms wrap back around you once more, just for good measure, and cradle you. You’re completely surrounded by the calming scent, body, and essence of him.

This is the best part of your day, the thing that wakes you up in the morning and lets you lay down peacefully that night. You could stay like this forever, you think. 

You’re gently eased out of the hug, hands running up and down the sides of your arms. There’s a deep inhale before he softly inquires,

“How was today?”

“A lot better, now.”

[Kento, Hinata, ushijima, Izuku, Rengoku, Kirishima, Suguru, Katsuki, Kuroo, Bokuto, Tanjiro, your fave]

@/cafekitsune for the divider!

[mikichko]

ushijima has one of your engagement pictures framed and hung so it's visible as soon as anyone enters your home.

it's a bit out of character for him, honestly. incredibly ornate, immense, and dramatic.

and it's not that he doesn't partake in romantic gestures, you'll never deny that. but, his gestures are usually intimate and reserved for the two of you. his love for you and how he honors it is meant for you and you alone.

to ushijima though, this picture is a testament to your love. something that shouldn't only be framed but displayed for everyone to see. for those who step foot into your home to understand that this is one, if not the proudest achievement of his life. to understand the adoration and devotion that's housed within these walls.

it resembles an art piece, from the positioning down to the framing. at 147cm wide and 112cm tall, it takes up the majority of the wall opposite the entryway. it's frame is thick midnight wood, with waves carved by hand that glint with the gold and bronze finish. the sloping profile of the frame reminds him of the sea, it's tide, and the pull the moon has on the salty body. looking at the picture, it's easy to see you are his moon.

in the picture, the sunlight filters through gaps in the clouds, a glow surrounding your figure. highlighting your body's movements as you're captured mid-laugh. you're tucked into ushijima's right side, an arm wrapped around you securing you to him. head thrown back, silent laughter escaping your lips, with rays of light highlighting patches of your skin, ushijima is captured by you. in that moment, his torso turns towards you, eyes soft as he gazes at you with such affection you'd have missed it if not captured. in that frozen moment, with unabashed loving looks and gentle smiles, ushijima wakatoshi is captured at his happiest.

a/n: trying to get the code writing out of my head and get the real writing in there but as you can tell im still fighting that battle LOL

[doumadono]

Hi! For sinful sunday can you do ushijima with breeding and size kink? We all know he slaps hard ;))

Warnings: post-timeskip Ushijima, dom!Ushijima

SINFUL SUNDAY

In a languid state, he gently nudges his nose against your neck, followed by a teasing nibble on your ear that elicits a soft moan from you. Despite your perception of not being overly vocal, Ushijima, of course, catches the sound. A sharp intake of breath accompanies his firm bite into the back of your neck, prompting you to gasp and squirm within his suddenly tight grip. His teeth, sharp and quick, leave an immediate bruise, yet you find yourself melting into the sensation.

Unperturbed by your protest, he effortlessly repositions your entire body, fine-tuning the angles before driving himself assertively into the entrance of your pussy.

Your cries of pain escape, ignored by Wakatoshi as he thrusts deeper into your spasming pussy without any hint of gentleness. Hips firmly gripped, he pulls you onto him, compelling your delicate cunny to stretch over his notably thick dick. "I love how small you are, little girl," he grunts, spanking your asscheek several times; a red hand print is already visible and your ass burns from the force he used on you.

"U-Ushijima!" you manage to moan. Cries erupt from within you; it's as if he's molding you from the inside out.

Ushijima establishes an unrelenting rhythm, withdrawing entirely before thrusting his rock-hard dick back in your tight cunny without mercy. Disparagingly, he labels you "a fucking whore", "his private bitch", and "his little girl he's going to break", extracting moans and whimpers from your lips. His huge size guarantees that with each thrust, a sense of elongation prevails, leaving you already begging for permission to climax. "Please-please-please," you whimper pathetically.

"Cum for me," Wakatoshi growls in your ear, his hand tightening around your throat, and his ther hand spanking your ass hard.

Quivering in his grasp, you succumb to an intense climax, but Wakatoshi exhibits no inclination to let up. Repeatedly, you implore him for release, and each time, he graciously bestows upon you the ecstasy you seek. Meanwhile, your hands tightly grip the sheets, a fleeting worry crossing your mind that your nails might pierce through. Your body is drenched, thoroughly claimed, lost in the intoxicating throes of the moment.

"Such a good fucktoy, I can hear how wet you are for my cock. Your slutty cunt feels so good wrapped around me," he growls in your ear.

His observation rings true, both of you keenly attuned to the sultry sounds resonating from your dripping pussy. Swiftly, Ushijima flips you onto your back, assuming a dominant position. Folding you in half, he ensnares your legs between your bodies, your ankles delicately perched on his shoulders. Gently, he kisses you before plunging into you with a force that momentarily steals your breath away.

As you groan into his mouth, your nails dig into his shoulders, provoking a growl as he forcefully bites your lip. Your toes curl, legs tremble, and you can't help but squeal, pleading for another release. This time, he encircles both his hands around your throat, applying a firm squeeze. Stars fill your vision as the orgasm courses through you like fire, leaving your head spinning — whether from the intensity or the scarcity of air is uncertain. You feel so small beneath him, so vulnerable.

Against his chest, your legs shake, and when he releases his grip, a surge of oxygen catapults your climax to new heights. You scream while your entire body trembles uncontrollably beneath him, and he moans into your ear, whispering something about how incredible it feels when you climax for him — even though understanding his words becomes a challenge at this point.

In the midst of overwhelming sensitivity, he perceives it. A resounding spank lands on your right ass cheek, igniting your nerves. The sharp slap triggers an instant climax, his unrelenting thrusts into your spasming cunt sustaining the pleasure without pause. A series of additional spanks ensue, each one coaxing forth another orgasm, faster and closer together. You find yourself ensnared in an unending cascade of ecstasy, limbs losing control, and emitting embarrassingly desperate sounds.

Ushijima pulls away completely, then thrusts deeply into you, eliciting a loud scream that escapes your lips. The symphony of his groans and gasps harmonizes with your own as he reaches his climax within your pussy, filling you with his thick cum. "Take it, take it, I want you to take it all," he snarled. "I want you to be stuffed with my seed, I want your little womb to be swollen with it." The shared intensity leaves both of you trembling and moaning, your pussy coaxing every last drop from him until the two of you collapse on the bed, breathless.

[mrs-kodzuken]

Can I have a timeskip!Ushijima comfort fic? Like Ushi doesn't understand the concept of skinship like holding hands and hugs so he often shrugs off reader's attempts in skinships, which of course made reader feel sad ㅠㅠ

Thank you and have a nice day! <3

Understanding you ♡

Pairing: Aged up! Wakatoshi Ushijima x fem!reader

WC: 1.6k

Genre: slight angst to comfort/fluff

CW: fem!reader, inexperienced in relationships!Wakatoshi, slight angst from ushi :( , fluff and comfort all in the end :)) , maybe some self deprecation from reader, best friends with tendou, communication is always key

note: thank you for requesting this! I hope it’s up to your expectations, sugar!! <3

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Being the girlfriend of the Wakatoshi Ushijima was something I didn’t expect would hurt this much. As his girlfriend, I understood the importance of volleyball since it quite literally is his career path. However, being in a relationship is a whole other aspect to think about.

There never really was anything that really stood out to me about his wrongdoings. He always made it to every dinner plan, he didn’t forget the classic month to month anniversaries, he seemed like he was just a gift from heaven.

I knew it was too good to be true when I realized we, or I, was severely lacking in the physical department of our relationship.

Ushijima and I never really got closer within touching or skin-ship distance. That really sucked for me and hurt my feelings since he aced every other aspect of our relationship, no pun intended.

I wasn’t sure if he was just uncomfortable with touching me or if he had some kind of weird feeling about touching me. However, with physical touch being my number one priority of love language I wasn’t sure how to go about telling him my feelings.

Giving Wakatoshi free rein to plan out his schedule, except for date nights, was a must. He is a grown man and I’m not his mother, but I always felt bad when there was something important, like this, to be talked about.

I couldn’t help but to bite my lip as I stared at our private text messages. His contact name, ‘Ushi baby’ stared right back at me whilst I tried to work up the courage to send a text.

Deciding against it, I threw my phone onto my bed and sighed loudly. He was at practice and had a game tomorrow so I didn’t want to bother him or cloud his mind with meaningless things like what I need to talk about.

I couldn’t help to wallow in my own pity. The clock on my white painted walls doing nothing but making the sound of ticking throughout my room which eventually annoyed me enough to leave.

It was around the time for Ushi’s practice to be over and I really wanted him to come over, I just didn’t know how everything would go.

Whenever we had first started dating I got introduced, and interviewed, by Wakatoshi’s best friend, Tendou. And now, Tendou was one of my closest friends so I decided to call the Chocolatier himself for support.

After the phone had rang for three seconds it picked up, “Hello! Hello!” the familiar voice sounded throughout my kitchen.

“Hey Ten! I am in need of advice and company.” I admitted due to the facetime call revealing his apron on with some stains of colors on it.

“Oh really?” He asked, drawing out the ‘really’.

“Yes, really. I need to talk to Wakatoshi, I’m just not sure how. Any ideas?”

“That depends on what you’re going to talk to him about. Saying the wrong thing could make him easily misunderstand what you mean and vice versa.” Tendou tried to poetically explain, as if I didn’t already know that.

“Yeah, thank you so much,” I rolled my eyes, “I’m feeling a bit.. lonely in our relationship lately. I need more physical affection from him and I’m not sure how to really bring it up because times that’s happened before.”

That little spill from me made memories pop up into my head of Ushijima rejecting my attempts for physical love.

I could only remember how he shrugged himself away from holding my hand or kissing me after I brought him a well-balanced lunch meal one day during practice.

I never felt more embarrassed or ashamed in my life. My own boyfriend rejected my advances to give him, and to receive love from him in front of his entire team.

It wasn’t the only time that that had happened. I tried doing it behind closed doors just in case he didn’t like publicly displaying affection. However, that didn’t work either when he moved away from me one night after being out to dinner.

From that point on it’s just been messaging, very little facetime, some phone calls, and occasionally visiting each other’s apartment. I wasn’t sure how to proceed with this, and I certainly didn’t think it was anywhere near enough to breaking up.

However, that doesn’t mean he didn’t hurt my feelings nor have been continuing to hurt them. Whether on purpose or not.

With Ushijima being a member of the Schweiden Adlers, I knew some of his teammates and occasionally talked with them about how my boyfriend was doing time to time.

However, I couldn’t help to not reach out to them within the last couple of weeks. I didn’t have the courage to confidently ask about him.

Tendou’s voice brought me back to where I needed to be, which was having this conversation to communicate my needs across to him.

“And since knowing him for a while helps my understanding, I think a simple conversation would do the trick. Honestly, I’m not sure why you called if you knew that too?” He questioned me, eyes peering dangerously close to mine through the tiny phone screen.

I bit my lip, “It’s just… he has a game tomorrow. I don’t want to ruin that by spouting dumb nonsense about how I’m not feeling this or that from him.”

Growing up, I’ve always considered other peoples thoughts, opinions, feelings before mine. It was just the kind of person I was, and now it hurts me the most when I need to express myself.

“Girl. Fuck that game.” He rolled his eyes at me.

“Yes Wakatoshi loves his career and it’ll always be there but you’re something in his life that can disappear at any moment. I think he’d want to know,” Tendou tried reasoning with my dumb logic as he pointed a wooden spoon in my direction.

I gave up. I knew in the back of my mind that Tendou was definitely right and I wasn’t but it was my own self that was keeping me from doing what I needed to do.

“Alright, I think I’ll ask him to come over tonight then.” I tried to say confidently after I made up my mind of what needed to be done.

“Great! When I’m in Tokyo next I’ll be sure to bring a little something for you and him.” Tendou winked at me before ending the facetime call.

That only left me to do one thing, text my boyfriend. I quickly sent him a text asking if it would be okay for him to come over after practice.

My nerves were all over the place as I waited for the tall, olive haired man to show up at my place.

Soon the door bell brought me out of my mind trance and when I opened the door I saw the one and only Ushijima.

“Hey Toshi, come in,” I widened the door after taking a good look at him.

It seemed like he came here right out of practice, he was still in his whole practice uniform. His usual stoic face didn’t change once I sat down on to my living room couch.

“Is something the matter, (Y/n)?” He bluntly asked, getting straight to the point with me.

I took a deep breath to prepare myself, “Yes, Toshi. There is something the matter. My feelings are hurt and have been hurt for a while due to the lack of physical touch in our relationship.” I paused for a moment to look over his face.

He seemed to be intently listening on every word I was saying which gave me the impression to keep going.

“I just want more skin ship with you like hugging, kissing, hang holding, or even just sitting beside you with arms touching. I feel deprived of that because you seem to always move away when I try to initiate it. Is there a reason or..?” I trailed off, finishing what I was saying and asking a question to see his side.

“I’m sorry for making you feel that way, (Y/n). I don’t understand the idea of that. It makes you feel more loved than usual?” He asked, trying to work around in his head of what I had mentioned.

“Well, yes. Without it I feel upset or rejected by you sometimes.” I hung my head low a bit, it was embarrassing having to discuss this. However, I was always one to get embarrassed or ashamed at anything I needed.

“I will try, for you.” He promised, his large hand reaching over to me and placing it on my knee. He was very warm and it traveled through my body.

I smiled a bit, “Thank you, I really appreciate it. I’m sorry for not telling you sooner.”

I scooted closer to him on the couch and he gave me his one million dollar small smile that I love. His arms wrapped around my shoulders whilst I hugged his torso. His lean but built, very built, body touched my soft one, I loved this feeling.

We stayed like that for a minute, nothing heard but the low volume of my living room TV and our breathing.

“Thank you, Toshi. I really appreciate that you’ll try for me.” I pulled away, already missing the hug but needing to say that to his face.

“Of course, love.” His hand came up to caress my face and I leaned into his touch.

The aching in my heart and body went away after discussing that with him. It was all just a bit miscommunication which was easily fixed after I expressed what I needed to.

I couldn’t be more content.

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a/n: I hope you enjoyed anon!! I’m terrible at writing for Ushijima but thank you for helping me extend the people I can write for :))

you all know my header rules, if not see pinned post!!

[tatsumessy]

Pregnancy Edition

Husband Ushijima! Never let’s you do anything by yourself, if he cooks you two dinner and you tell him you’re going to wash the dishes he forces you to sit down and watch him clean.

Husband Ushijima! Every night before bed he gives you and the baby kisses especially kissing your big bump multiple times.

Husband Ushijima! She’d a tear the moment he heard your daughters cries for the first time while also pressing soothing kisses on your forehead.

Husband Ushijima! Gives the baby skin to skin contact while watching his film over and taking notes for the next practice. 

Husband Ushijima! Freaks out internally whenever he doesn’t see you or his daughter in the audience only to find out that you both went to the restroom during the timeout.

Husband Ushijima! Got upset with himself the first time your daughter got hurt while he was out of the country for a tournament.

[shaisuki]

THE THINGS WE DO FOR LOVE

— 𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨.

“𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚢? 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎? 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎? 𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗? 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛? 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚒'𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎. 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎, 𝚒'𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝. 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚢. 𝚒 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚒'𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎.”

ᝰ.ᐟ they just love you so much that they'll do everything to make you theirs, to the point of madness. you think they care about what you want? yes, no? maybe? they care as long you are with them

• — will contain of the following: yandere themes, nonconsensual, dubcon, dark themes. read at your own risk. minors do not interact.

🍃 heavenly delight ft. GOJO SATORU

🍃 addiction ft. SANZU HARUCHIYO

🍃 cigarette smoke ft. AKI HAYAKAWA

🍃 what I want ft. MIKAGE REO

🍃 an eye for an eye ft. USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI

🍃 up in the flames ft. TOUYA TODOROKI

🍃 salt of the earth ft. TSUKISHIMA KEI

🍃 fresh eyes. ft. HOSHINA SOSHIRO

— to be added

want a character to be added? comment or ask me in my inbox.

[sostonegreen]

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Hi people on tumblr!

Iv'e been wanting to write a oneshot about ushijima for a while now. I would really love it you send me some of your ideas (i'll tag you) )

I always try to keep my characters as realistycally as possible because i hate it when he's suddenly some kind of flirty fuckboy. But I'm open for new, creative ideas or cute scenario's whatever seems fun! Everyone is welcome to help :)

[sassycheesecake]

“Ughhhh…” you groan out in pain, as you lay on your side on the couch, a heating pillow resting on the lower part on your stomach.

Period cramps are a bitch but it’s still better than being pregnant, you’d rather take the pain over pregnancy any day.

Thankfully you have the day off, so you can wail in agony at home in peace, while your boyfriend is at his volleyball practice in Kodaira.

It’s late in the afternoon right now and Wakatoshi should be back soon from training.

Not even five minutes later, you hear the front door unlock and a sweaty 6’3 man with dark olive-brown hair and matching olive-colored eyes walks inside, taking off his shoes and neatly putting them aside and then putting on his slippers.

“(Y/N)? Where are you?” The Opposite Hitter asks while he looks for you in your shared apartment.

“I am here Toshi, I am dying.” You call back from the living room couch.

Frowning in concern, he quickly makes his way over to you, breathing out a sigh in relief when he sees you are unharmed. Well at least from his perspective.

“What’s going on? What makes you say you’re dying? You look in a normal state to me.”

Irked by his comment, you reply.

“Well, I am not in a normal state. I am bleeding the size of the Niagara waterfalls and my uterus cramps are killing me. Can’t you end my misery?”

Understanding now what you mean thanks to a prior educational lesson from his team captain Hirugami, he laughs a little bit at your dramatics.

“I love you too much to do anything to you, you know that. You go through this every month though right? And you are still alive and fine whenever it’s over.”

Growling a bit, you grit through your teeth.

“It’s super bad this month Toshi. I feel like Levi Ackerman is slaying the Beast Titan inside of me.”

Reflecting your words, he remembers the advice his captain gave him.

“How about this. You take a nice hot shower and I will order something for us. You want your usual from the Italian restaurant that we sometimes go to?”

Glancing at your boyfriend, you nod while still clutching onto the heating pad for dear life.

Slowly raising yourself from the couch, you waddle in your comfy clothes towards the bathroom for a nice hot shower.

Taking your time, Wakatoshi orders Italian for you, along with some sweet desserts that would help as well with your cravings and ordering some boba tea.

When you walk back into the living room, in your Pusheen pajamas, you almost get teary eyed as you see your favorite food along with a tiramisu, chocolate lava cake and strawberry panna cotta.

What did you do to deserve this guy?

When Wakatoshi walks from the kitchen inside the living room and sees your teary face, he thinks he has done something wrong.

“Did I do something wrong? Do you not like it?”

“Waka… W-Wakatoshi t-this is so n-nice.” You let the tears stream in happiness, your hormones going crazy.

Perplexed by your behavior, he sees you walking towards him and you give him a big hug while soaking his shirt with your tears.

“Eat something my love, afterwards we’ll watch some more of ‘Twenty Five, Twenty One’.” The brunette suggests.

You cry even harder at your partner’s sweetness and soft-heartiness.

@rukia-uchiha-98 @wake-uptoreality @nerd-of-karasuno @darthferbert

[semifilms]

mentioning each other fondly in interviews with ushijima or tendou please? if you write for tendou could the reader be the celebrity please and thanks <3

☆MENTIONING EACH OTHER IN INTERVIEWS | ushijima wakatoshi

a/n - i’ve never written for ushijima so bare with me🫣 also the reader is gonna be mentioned to be an actor just a heads up

cw - manga spoilers

prompt list - @novelbear

the interviewer had just finished asking ushijima how he felt about being a member of the national team for the olympics and he answered honestly. he was honored and it was a dream come true. it was that simple. the woman then began to pivot to more personal questions. “so fans really want to know how your love life is going? ever since the news dropped about you and actor, y/n. what can you tell us about your relationship? are the two of you dating?” the brown haired male furrows his brows together at the question.

“y/n?” he repeated your name with a softness in his tone.”they’re great, really.” he begins as he looks at the reporter, crossing his arms. “they’re really kind, talented, and i love everything they do.” he was starting to ramble, which was unusual for him. he usually liked to keep his answers brief and minimal. but if the topic was you? he could get really talkative. “they’re the he most talented person i know. i admire them a lot. no we’re not dating though, just…friends.” not too much though, they’re were still thinks he’d like to keep private so he cut the interview a bit short. did he even answer the question properly.

that part of the interview was clipped several times though and began trending in twitter. it didn’t take long before it got to you and you smiled at the video before sending your friend a text.

you: I’m glad to hear you love everything i do waka <3

wakatoshi: that interview wasn’t even 20 minutes ago. how did they get it posted so fast?

you giggled at the text briefly as you wrapped up your conversation as you were on a press tour for your new movie. meaning you had to get interviewed too.

when you got into the dark room with posters of your movie you introduced yourself to the interviewer and got mic’d up.

“it’s so nice to meet you, i’ve watched your interviews before.” you told the lady fondly, she told you how honored she was and that she was a huge fan to which you thanked her.

a few minutes passed before she began talking to the camera, summarizing the plot to your new movie and then introducing you. you did the same old “thanks for having me” speech and the interviewer began t ask questions.

“if it’s okay with you i’m going to start with a question not relating to the film because i feel like i might get dragged for not asking,” she began and you nodded for her to continue. “just a bit ago an interview of ushijima wakatoshi’s interviews was trending on twitter as he briefly talked about you, did you see that?” you smiled at the question which you were actually looking forward too.

“yeah i did see that, i actually texted him right after i saw it.” you replied, your smile never wavering. “so from your perspective, what can you tell us about your relationship?”

“it’s great, he’s great. i feel like we balance each other out so well and he’s really is the sweetest guy there is. i love him a lot, and the way he does everything. he’s constantly checking up on me when we’re away from each other and i really appreciate it.” you go on for another minute about your boyfriend. “he’s a really caring guy and i think everyone should have a wakatoshi in their life.” you finished your smile growing softer at the thought of your friend.

your eyes met with the interviewers and you saw how here eyes had softened and she her smile mirrored yours. “you two seem to be in love.” she noted as she moved quickly onto questions about the movie.

and for a moment you spaced out and thought about it.

we’re you in love?

nah, he was just your friend. right?

©semifilms do not copy, repost or translate my works

reblogs appreciated!

[natriae]

ushijima definitely enjoys having his girl speak for him. It doesn't make him uncomfortable or angry, if anything he quite enjoys how you know exactly what he's thinking.

"Ushijima do you understand?"

"yes, he does. He's not stupid," you say firmly. Easily taking notice of how his hand holds yours under the table.

Or when he was sick...

"Wakatoshi's not feeling well" you say over the phone.

"did he tell you that?" a voice rings out over the line. Most likely his coach.

"No, but i know," you say pouting, putting you hand over his forehead feeling the growing fever, "He will rest today, goodbye" He also loved how you never gave people the chance to question you. The ring in his gym bag will definitely have a new home soon.

[rukia-uchiha-98]

Y/n: I'm hungry

C/n: That's not an explanation as to why you bit me

Wakatoshi, Suna, Kenma, Kageyama, Osamu, Kita, Iwazumi, Daichi, Tsukishima

@sassycheesecake

[vainilla-milk]

princess

pairing: Ushijima x Fem! Reader

tags: too much fluff, female body, reader's height is 1.55m, time skip characters

wordcount: 1.5k

Ushijima has always been a reserved and unexpressive man, but for those who have been close to him, they know that this inexpressiveness is not an impediment to be someone very concerned about his own. Despite that, there was a side that he himself was unaware of and that had not yet come to light for everyone.

Until you came along.

You were both in college, he working on his sports career and you on your career related to journalism. You practically met him because of an assignment you were asked to do with your classmates, a sports-related report. 

Wakatoshi was big and imposing, his stony gaze made you nervous at first, but you managed to strike up a conversation with him. 

The acclaimed "Japan’s cannon" was the MOST docile man you had ever met in your life, naive and overly transparent.

You had been charmed by the boy, although you had to be resourceful to get him to talk to you. After that project, you didn't have any more contact with sports, but you didn't care about that. 

You became interested in volleyball and used the pretext to approach him again. 

Ushijima noticed your growing presence on his radar, but without giving it much importance, as you looked busy talking to several people present at the training. You were in and out of the place, always carrying some notebook handy with your pen. 

"Really your strength is impressive" you tell him one day after finishing his training. "I imagine you've trained very hard since you were little, haven't you?"

His stoic expression fixed on you, well, having to lower his gaze because of the size difference between him and you. You didn't get the blunt answer you were hoping for, it was simply a dry yes. 

You weren't going to give up just because of that. 

You tried again and again, until you became a constant in his life. Your stomach clenched with excitement the first time he was the one who took the initiative to talk to you.

To know more about you.

You invite him for coffee afterward and he accepts without objection. 

"You look pretty passionate about what you do" you hear him say. You lift your gaze from the sandwich to notice him and smile at him. 

Wakatoshi listened to you patiently and connected too much when you entered the waters of the sporting world. When you told him that he was the reason you became interested in volleyball and sports journalism, he felt a great warmth in his chest, so much so, that it was inevitable to smile. 

Everything pointed to the fact that from that moment on, he could never get you out of his mind again.

Your relationship was blossoming slowly but surely, Ushijima is quite the gentleman, you thought constantly. He cared about you, about your health, that you rest and eat well, hydrate and be happy. 

Because there has been no better discovery that behind that stoic face, hides a man who loves to pamper and spoil you.

Treat you like a princess. 

He genuinely loved to give you things as gifts, whether he surprised you by seeing a dress you had loved, new shoes to match a new outfit or your medicine to calm your menstrual discomfort. 

He left you a copy of the keys to his apartment in case you needed to study somewhere quiet, after all, he lives without roommates. You could sleep over if you wanted to. 

Were you tense? He helped you with massages. Were you feeling sick? He'd take you to the doctor. Did you need love? He'd make sure you got it all night long.

If you asked him for the moon, he would personally bring it down for you.

But to speak only of his love is an understatement in everything that really happened in the relationship, because you did not lag behind with your displays of affection. 

You supported him in everything that involved his career, taking advantage of the fact that your area allowed you to do so. You cooked for him, you tucked him in, you were there with him every moment. You got along very well with his father, something he quite appreciated, just as he appreciated that you were also able to get along with his former Shiratorizawa classmates. Especially with Tendou, his best friend. You helped him rediscover himself and open a new perspective on life and the world.

But still, time passes, and so many years of love and lust-filled nights were clearly going to end with you holding a positive pregnancy test.

You sighed in relief thanking the gods that the Olympic games had come to an end. 

Yeah, well, in these years of relationship you discovered that Wakatoshi could be quite passionate in bed. Sometimes enough to make an attempt on a poor condom trying to withstand hard onslaughts that would promptly release a load too heavy to hold back with latex. 

You guessed that during the games one must have broken without them noticing, or you just didn't give it enough thought. 

Watching your belly grow was fascinating for him, and more fascinating for the press to see Ushijima Wakatoshi show the world an unknown and exploitable side for their magazines and newspapers.

If you were his princess before, now, you are his queen expecting a princess. 

Although you both initially worried about how a baby might affect his sports career, you were supportive enough to go along with it. Ushijima sought advice from his father, but also received plenty of help from Romero. He felt reassured when both men presented him with all the ways to balance his work with fatherhood and marriage. 

"You should rest," he tells you as he hugs you from behind, his hands gently caressing your swollen belly. He was so excited, his frequent smiles gave him away, inside you was a little princess he was looking forward to meeting. 

"I need to move" you reply as you wash the dishes. "I'm not going to stay lying in bed for months until I give birth"

You remember in your youth not understanding why pregnant women insisted on doing so many things instead of resting and enjoying themselves during pregnancy. You can understand it better now, there is a certain feeling of uselessness that haunts you and you don't like it, your husband is constantly watching you to remind you not to overexert yourself. 

Still, in your last weeks, you were unstoppable. You felt almost no contractions and the last thing you wanted in life was to have to give birth by C-section. 

You cleaned the entire apartment, took forty-minute walks, tried to exercise.

You did it all! But it still seemed like the pregnancy would never come to an end.

You were so sad that Wakatoshi decided to comfort you with some libido. He did his best not to hurt you so he could please you.

Oh, but the way he managed to do it was the trigger for your body to finally decide that you should go into labor. You were almost past forty-one weeks, it was a relief to know that at last your princess would arrive. 

Hearing you scream made his stomach knot, you are strong and he knows it, but it didn't stop him from worrying that you were delivering the baby of a man who is over six feet tall and well, tall you clearly are not. 

When the noise stops, Wakatoshi feels that his heart finally manages to return to calm. His hand never let go of yours. 

"You did good, sweetie" he whispered against your forehead as he deposited a comforting kiss on your skin.

You felt an enormous happiness to see your baby placed on your chest while the medical team cleaned and tidied up the room before moving you and the baby to where you could rest and monitor your health. 

Wakatoshi watched you, recording the image in detail in his mind. Soon your laughter snapped him out of his trance. 

"Baby, you really were a huge pain in the ass for how small you turned out to be" you joked. 

Your husband smiles, you're right, his baby is a pretty little princess.

Tiny, unruly, troublemaker and too spoiled by her father. You thought.

The years flew by when your daughter was born. You were so thankful that Wakatoshi did not abandon you emotionally at any time as you had feared, it was something so recurrent in motherhood that you had even psyched yourself up in case it happened to you.

But that never happened, neither when you were in Japan nor when you moved to Poland, because Ushijima Wakatoshi would always move heaven and earth to always take his beloved wife and little princess wherever he went. 

Your daughter is quite a case, you expected her to inherit your husband's calm temperament, instead, she inherited yours but with multiplied energy. Her battery never ran out, but she was giggly and overflowing with joy. 

A lucky girl who had a devoted mother like you and a father like Wakatoshi who can never get enough of the love he gives to both of you and so must spoil you more and pamper his daughter like the good daddy's princess she is. 

But sometimes he overflows so much love for you that your belly again finds itself conceiving a new life. Maybe now it's the turn of a prince, maybe it's another little princess. 

You still have months to find out, but for Ushijima, he has a lifetime left to continue loving you and his precious daughter, Daddy's little princess.

[geombyu]

warm. ushijima wakatoshi x gn!reader — fluff | wordcount: 0.2k

The rain went pitter-patter as it hit the roof of your house repeatedly. Inside your room, the sound is a lot fainter, but outside it's loud. It's been raining almost non-stop all week—this makes you wonder why the clouds are upset.

You put your headphones on, but the sound of the rain slips through them. It's almost comforting, as you wrapped the blanket around you, providing you warmth on a cold, dreary day.

You can't help but think about Wakatoshi as the blanket engulfed you. You felt warm, and his touch was warm. His presence was warm; his love was warm.

It took a while for him to warm up to you, thinking back to the early days of knowing him, he was very distant. You chuckle at the thought of it when you compare the Toshi you knew before to the Toshi you know now.

He was always polite, but he always made sure to put distance between the both of you. I mean, you were only classmates, after all, but you were always interested in him. He was the ace of a skilled volleyball team—the ace of a powerhouse. Feared by many.

He was a very skilled player, yet most of your classmates knew not much about him.

You wanted to know more about him.

Falling in love with him felt just like how you feel right now. Cozy, warm, at home.

You're glad he let you in his heart.

Smiling, you call his number. You can't wait to tell him how much you love him, although he's probably heard it a thousand times in that day alone.

© geombyu

a/n: i think i used the word warm too much 😭 but anyways this was inspired by this @/saksukei toshi fic! actually not exactly but reading that made me want to write smthng for toshi! + i was still awake at 5am and the atmosphere jus hits diff at 5am so i had to write smthng

[mrs-kodzuken]

The beginning of new love ♡

Pairing: Aged up!Wakatoshi Ushijima x fem!reader

WC: 1k

Genre: fluff

CW: fem!reader, fluff, kind of oc ushijima, just (y/n) loving ushi, big baby ushijima

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The lightening of the TV flashed upon Ushijima's peaceful, sleeping face. I peeked upon his face from the position I was in which was laying on his broad chest.

He's been practicing like crazy lately, of course I hadn't minded, but he does need a break here and there.

There really isn't a time where he's not practicing like his life force depends on it but I understand wanting to constantly improve yourself.

I run a hand through his soft olive hair.

I didn't want to wake him up by asking him to move to his bedroom. So, I simply grabbed the blanket from the side of the couch and pulled it on top of his large frame.

The blanket is always there just in case he or I ever fall asleep on the couch.

As much as he hates sleeping on the couch, I can't bear to wake him up from his slumber. I bent down to kiss his cheek and smiled softly at him.

Not to be creepy but I love staring at him when he's sleep. Toshi has really fierce but elegant features and they are so gorgeous on him.

I checked the time and it was around ten at night, I guess he must have really worn himself out today at practice.

I started to feel bad because I was the one who wanted to watch a movie in the first place.

I grabbed the remote to switch off the TV and cleaned up our empty popcorn bowl. I aimed to be extremely quiet in order to not disturb the hunk of a man sleeping on the couch.

I glanced over at him once more before heading to his room. I definitely didn't want to kill him with all my weight by sleeping on him all night.

I would have suffocated the poor guy.

Once I was in his bedroom, I left the door open, no matter how much it scared me. It was just in case he woke up and decided to come in here.

I'll have to say, Ushijima's bed was way bigger than mine for sure.

This meant that whenever l sleep in his bed, it's like I'm a small bug. No joke.

I switched out of my clothes into his large and comfy sweatshirt and shorts. I love being a little replica of him.

Sinking into his unusually comfortable bed, I pulled my phone out.

Deciding to play a game till I got tired seemed like the best option. I opened my 'games' folder on my phone and picked one.

After a while, I had grown bored of my games and phone. I glanced over to his side of the bed and looked at his pillow.

I snatched it and pulled it towards me, pretending that it was Toshi, I cuddled it. The scent of him enveloped me as I breathed it in deeper into my lungs.

If he saw me right now he would definitely think I'm being more weird than the usual amount.

I checked the time and saw that it was almost 12 am. Sighing, I turned over to my left, still cuddling the pillow tightly against my chest.

A strange feeling made my body awake. I peeled my eyes open to see a tall figure at the end of the bed.

That's not scary at all.

A chill ran down my spine as fear shocked through throughout my body. I calmed down as I came to the realization it was just Wakatoshi.

The poor guy had the couch blanket wrapped around his body and head. The simple gesture made him have the resemblance of a child.

A very large child.

I picked up my phone to see what time it was, my clock on the lock screen had shone 3 am brightly, almost blinding me.

Leaning up, my body still heavy with sleep even after the scare. I opened my mouth just a bit to speak but he beat me to it.

"Why'd you leave me in there by myself?" He questioned me quietly.

I raised an eyebrow and refrained from letting out a little laugh.

"Really? You were sleeping and I didn't want to wake you. Did you want to sleep in here?" I chuckled and moved over more so he could lay down beside me.

Once in, his big arms held warmth as he pulled me closer to his chest. I just couldn't help but to roll my eyes at his soft state.

I didn't know he had such a soft and delicate side along with his usual demeanor.

"You're so cute." I turned over more to peck his rosy tinted lips.

I watched him stare at me as I did so back to him, a kind of awkward silence filled between us before he got my hint. Moving in towards me, he kissed my lips.

I chuckled as he pulled away with a slight pout. I could only wonder what was going on in his mind. His eyes trailed all over my face.

That must've been a sight to see, I had just woken up after all.

He leaned in once again but started pecking all over my face. I started giggling at him while he kissed my nose. This is so unlike his usual behavior that if anyone were to see, it would be unbelievable.

"I like you." He stated, straight faced, when he was done pecking all over my face. I couldn't help but to let out a cry of laughter. It simply just escaped my mouth.

"I like you too, Toshi," I softly replied, leaning up to kiss his nose too.

We have been in a relationship for about four months and he keeps saying that. I think it's really adorable, it was as if he didn't know there was anything else he could say besides, I like you.

On the same note, it felt a bit too early to rush into saying the 'I love you's'.

I turned back around and let him nuzzle into me, his face buried within the crook of my neck. A smile graced my lips before I had fallen asleep once again for that night.

However, this time Toshi had me wrapped in his big warming arms and I felt complete.

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a/n: this is from my book “Haikyuu x Reader One Shots” on Wattpad! I hope you enjoyed and let me know if you want more!

the header is from bianca 🖇️ on Pinterest

[tatsumessy]

Husband Ushijima! Subtly invites you to his games because he likes knowing you’re close by at all times.

Husband Ushijima! Takes you out on a walk around the city whenever you two are traveling just to make sure you’re not bored while he’s away.

Husband Ushijima! Looks for you after he scores the winning point just to see you jumping up with joy from his accomplishments.

Husband Ushijima! Gets jealous whenever you join him for practice and sees his teammates getting too comfortable with you. He pulls you away and makes you sit on his lap while he drinks some water during his break time.

Husband Ushijima! Lays his head on your shoulder slowly dozing off in the cab drive back home.

Husband Ushijima! Says I Love You at the most unexpected times just to remind you of how much he cares.