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hanaonesflower · 1 year

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“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.

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natriae · 5 months

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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.

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moonswolfie · 5 months

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SPA day

Ushijima x fem!reader

hehehehe thinking of our clueless pookie bear ushijima getting pampered by a skincare girlie😙

"What is that?" he asked flatly when you held the first strange (atleast to him) product to his face.

He understood face foam cleansers and facial creams but a strange lip-shaped... thing completely eluded him. He never expected something so strange when he agreed to let you pamper him.

"It's a lip mask! it's gonna make those boring lips of yours all moist and plump!" You waved it in front of his face, smiling heartily. So that's how you get your lips to look so nice, he thought. "You're staring really hard at it, Toshi. Want plump lips so bad?"

"I have no use for plump lips." his simple answer made you giggle. To be fair, you had a hard time not giggling throughout this entire spa session. Wakatoshi looks surprisingly cute in a fluffy bunny ear headband. The contrast to his manly features and muscular body is almost artistic.

"Uh, yeah you do. You look more kissable that way." you playfully rolled your eyes, taking out the lip mask and gently placing it on his lips before he can say anything else.

"Now, for the under eye masks..." you dug through your pile of various face masks, taking out the perfect ones as Wakatoshi kept his eyes on you from the couch.

Kissable.... Now that he thinks of it, he definitely wants to look kissable to you. He loves receiving your kisses, after all.

You gently place on the under eye masks, smiling at how funny he looks.

He himself finds the experience oddly relaxing, his eyes slipping shut. He never quite understood why you spend so much time in the bathroom placing on masks and applying creams but he thinks he understands now.

You gently run a finger over the side of his face. "Yahhh, your skin is so soft now! We should do this way more often."

He doesn't need soft skin. It doesn't matter to him at all.

But to see you this happy, he would wear all the lip masks in the world.

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kairismess · 6 months

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ushijima wakatoshi: your shy secret admirer.

ushijima wakatoshi had this weird knack for being interested in things, concepts, and people he couldn't exactly understand; and this is where you come in—the object of ushijima's accidental affection, affection he hadn't realized he harbored for you until, after probably three years of tendou pointing out how strange his interest with you was—that was kind of on the level of him loving volleyball... it was like you casted a spell on him to not want anything or anyone else, but to do volleyball and... to see you everyday.

ushijima wakatoshi has a hard time understanding others' feelings, let alone his own. he struggles to show how he really feels about you, so he tries to be subtle and ultimately straight up asks the guys on the team about what it's like falling in love.

ushijima wakatoshi is catapulted into unfamiliar territory; what he understands of 'falling in love' is kind of like that feeling one gets when they receive a perfect spike, or pull off a kickass service ace, or feeling that burning passion that erupts in your chest when you finally realize that what may seem fruitless at first, if you dedicate enough time to it, will yield fresh, ripe fruits in no time—no matter how barren the land is.

ushijima wakatoshi is the barren land in this case; he's the clueless, hopelessly in love, yet unaware of it, loverboy that's so into you. it might be a little ridiculous to say that the super ace ushijima wakatoshi is a loverboy when he's not always that expressive—but if you only knew how much and how often you occupied his mind, you'd be convinced he was as dense as a boulder, because his feelings were so obvious... yet he never realizes it.

ushijima wakatoshi used to be able to only talk about one thing, and it was always volleyball—everything else was the about what the others wanted to talk about, but he never really felt engaged in those conversations... until they were about you. about how cool you were, how interesting of a person you were, and about how... "their eyes always look so full of wonder. it's like... you feel gravitated towards them." "...pretty sure that's just a you thing, wakatoshi." "that can't be right. well, anyway, i'm a bit concerned about the chest pain i've been feeling recently. whenever they come into mind, a sort of... strange feeling rises up my chest and lingers there, i don't know why, i haven't been lifting recently, but—" "wakatoshi, i'm your best friend so i'll just spell it out for you, you're in love, big fella."

ushijima wakatoshi feels the feeling surge up and rises to his cheeks. for the first time in ever... the shiratorizawa boys' volleyball team witnesses ushijima wakatoshi, their super ace, all flushed and embarrassed, red in the cheeks, because of how much he loved you and being confronted with the fact that he did, indeed, love you.

ushijima wakatoshi wanted to do something about these feelings, he didn't want to be burdened with eternal chest pain and a heat in his face that felt feverish, but in a good way, whenever he looked at you, heard you speak, or thought about or even dreamed about you. he wanted to make the first move... no matter how impossible that seemed for him to do.

ushijima wakatoshi no blocks could ever stop ushijima wakatoshi from spiking, nobody could ever stop this man when he was on a roll... except in terms of love, only you could stop ushijima from thinking straight and sending him in into tunnel vision, thinking about and focusing only on you.

ushijima wakatoshi blushes at the notion tendou encouraged him to go through with, clutching the bouquet he arranged on his own with flowers fresh from his family's garden, and with a lump in his throat he could never swallow down. "hey," he says in a low, rumbling voice. the thought of him being scary or intimidating never entered his head—all that he could think of was how adorably tinier and sweeter you seemed in comparison to him; making him love you all the more. he hands you the bouquet, maintaining eye contact with you as the feverish flush came back. "...you're beautiful." he mumbles, the red in his cheeks becoming more and more evident the longer he spent around you. he was whipped for you, he was smitten with you—ushijima wakatoshi wanted to let you know... "...and i love you."

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kings-highway · 24 days

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Ushijima having nearly fluent English proficiency and the rest of the team is like "sure his dad is in america that makes sense ig" until Shirabu one day is like "wait no his dad is Japanese why would they need to speak English?" and Ushijima is always really confused by their questions. Leon asks like "hey how did you get such good English?" and Ushijima is like "Practice and repetition???" which doesnt help any of them figure out why until they eventually write it off as like "well Ushijima tends to be an overachiever, whatever" and move on. It isn't until Tendou hears Ushijima explain that he did, indeed, learn English because his father moved to America that he's able to piece together that that he doesnt mean "I learned it to communicate with him" but rather "I learned it because I thought I'd be able to go with him," and that evidently that didnt work but the skills stuck around anyway. just in case.

#Haikyuu #haikyuu shiratorizawa #ushijima wakatoshi #haikyuu ushiwaka #haikyuu fandom #ushiten

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forusomimiya · 8 months

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#5 + ushijima please 🥹💜

This is for you, enjoy it ✨˚ ʚɞ˚ ༘🌸 ♡ ⋆｡˚

Ushijima is not that kind of guy that when he’s going to hook up with a woman, the sex is unbridled and wild, full of improvisation and madness. No, he is calculating, and patient, veeery patient.

Ushijima will seek your extreme relaxation, and then gradually heat up the atmosphere to fuck you in the rawest possible way.

"You feel good?" you nodded, arm stretched across your face, hiding the blushing in your cheeks. "Good…" Ushijima ran his middle finger up and down your side, sending shivers to your touch each time he moved down. His finger reached your boob, where he drew little circles inward around it until he reached the nipple, pinching gently, making you moan at the touch of his fingers on the little nub.

"You like it?" you nodded again, lifting your hips as his fingers trailed down your belly, and where Ushijima deposited several kisses from your navel to your mons pubis. Slow, warm kisses, kisses where you could feel his lips slowly parting from your skin. Your breathing continued to quicken, and more so now if his was bouncing near your entrance. You were completely out of your wits. "Is it good when I touch you here?" you contracted your abdomen as his fingertip teased your clitoris, stimulating it with continuous small touches as he watched it shrink at his touch.

"Yes… fuck yes..." You couldn't take it anymore. Your need to be fucked by this man ended up turning into madness. "Ushi..."

"Yeah?"

"I can't take it anymore" you slowly let out more moans as his touch made direct contact with your hole. "Please... please please just fuck me, fuck me please..." you begged whining.

"I was waiting all this time for you to ask me" Ushijima broke away from you and, as his olive green eyes stayed focus on your body, on your chest going up and down from agitated breathing, on your face hidden behind your arm, biting your lip in desperation, and on your naked cunt, which was trembling in need, he pulled his cock out of his pants and came back to you, to give you what you wanted.

"But, 'm going to need to see your face while you scream my name, yes? Will ya do that for me?" and in a delicate way, his hand grabbed your arm and pulled it away, leaving it above your head, squeezing your wrist just enough to give you a hint that if you moved the other arm he would have left you free, you would have no escape. "Just feel how it opens for me... ahh so-so good..." he took his cock and, after teasing a little between your labia, finally and with one onslaught, he entered you, pulling up from deep inside you a choked, but joy-filled cry.

"S´ good Ushi, hah.. I- I needed this so - bad, fuck!" Ushijima smiled when your words corroborated what your body had already been expressing for minutes before.

All to do was listen to your melodious moans as Ushijima bottomed out in you.

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mrs-kodzuken · 2 months

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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!!

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erihelion · 4 months

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ushiwaka sketch bc I never drew him before!

#haikyuu #haikyuu fanart #ushiwaka #haikyuu ushiwaka #ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima #wakatoshi ushijima #shiratorizawa

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doumadono · 5 months

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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.

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xfgpng · 1 year

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𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 -

— : [ nsfw ] infidelity, mutual pining, unprotected sex, sorta drunk sex but it’s very much consensual, pet names, choking + mentions of blood

— : wc : 1k

sober you might look back at your text log and feel slightly guilty. you had made a promise to yourself that you’d be done with him. it was one night and it was a mistake. a terrible one.

| you : cme c me

| you : [ address ]

he already knew where you stayed. he knows because he’s been there a few times with his girlfriend, one of your friends.

you’re obviously drunk. you’re not making any sense but he can still make out what you’re saying. he doesn’t want to end things with you, already hooked.

it was a mistake, at least that’s what you’re both telling yourselves. he always has fights with his girlfriend and he doesn’t understand why you feel bad. you’re only friends with her by extension of your actual best friend and they don’t even get along that well.

he wants you. he’s wanted you since the first night you met and you spilled apple juice on his jeans. he finds your mannerisms adorable and funny and you make him feel good about himself. you listen when he talks and god he feels like he’s floating on cloud nine when he’s deep inside you.

your pretty acrylic nails dig into the meat of his shoulders and scratch down his back and he finally presses into you. he’s so fucking big and you can’t get used to the feeling of being stretched so much that it hurts.

he groans, back arching a little when he feels the stinging sensations caused by you scratching him. he can tell it’s bleeding and he’s so turned on it takes everything in him not to cum so fast. he feels like a virgin and he should be embarrassed but the way you gasp and whimper for him? he doesn’t care.

he’s tipsy, having taken a few shots of whatever you had been drinking when he arrived. you’re both feeling the buzz and everything feels heightened. he wonders if this is what satori meant when he said smoking before fucking made everything so much more enjoyable.

“toshi” you moan, biting his jaw and leaving very visible marks on his neck. he doesn’t want to stop you, loves the feeling of your teeth against his hot skin.

“i know baby, i know” he kisses your temple, “i’ve got you”

it’s so intimate, far more intimate that him balls deep inside you but you crave it. it was easier to deny your feelings for him when you weren’t around each other but you couldn’t deny the way your heart raced whenever you heard his voice or saw his adorable half smiles.

you wanted him.

he wraps the hand that’s not gripping your waist around your throat. you’ve noticed he’s fascination with your neck, spending a lot of time kissing, biting and touching it.

“fuck, you feel so good” he whispers, staring right into your eyes as he thrusts into you harder. the headboard bangs against the wall and you’re grateful your neighbours aren’t home for the weekend because they’d definitely hear how loud you’re being.

“need more” you beg, wrapping your legs around his waist to pull him deeper. you don’t need to elaborate, he knows what you want and he’s more than happy to give it to you.

he tightens his grip around your neck, causing your eyes to cross as he pounds you into your bed. it’s going to be sore but you don’t really mind. this is exactly how you like it and no one’s been able to hold a candle to him since that night you two first had sex.

he’s a fast learner, playing with your body like he’s been studying it for years. it should be unfair but you weren’t going to complain if it meant he’d always make you feel like this.

he was no better. you felt like heaven around him, the way your pussy gripped him so tightly like you were scared he’d pull out. your soft skin against his own, hot and sweaty.

your lips against his or his jaw. he especially liked when you’d moan right in his ear, not shy to let him know just how good he makes you feel. he didn’t care about anything other than you and he knew he wouldn’t be able to get enough of you.

“cum for me baby please, give it to me” he begs sweetly, voice an octave lower as he kisses your lips, your cheeks and then right below your ear. “please pretty girl, wanna feel you”

that’s all you really need, he doesn’t even need to touch your clit as you tighten up around him, head thrown back as you cum for him. loud and hard.

“fuck.. thank you baby” he moans, biting down on your shoulder as he chases his own high. he’s so close and the way you whimper and kiss his cheeks isn’t helping him keep composure.

“inside toshi” you whisper, “make me yours”

he’ll deny the sounds he makes as he cums inside you, painting your gummy walls white with his hot and thick cum. it’s so much that it gushes out and drips down onto your bed sheets.

“shit” he gasps, opening his eyes to look at you.

“yeah” you breath out

he leans down to close the distance but he waits for you to kiss him. he doesn’t want to get his hopes up because the last time you wouldn’t kiss him after and you ignored his texts.

he’s not ashamed to admit that he wants you. he’s selfish and he knows that but he’ll have you in anyway he can have you. this was enough for him.

“kiss me toshi” you say softly, not as tipsy as you were when he first kissed you that night. your body feels floaty but you like the feeling of him pressed against you.

“i don’t want you to ignore me again” he sighs, pressing his forehead against yours, “i can’t—”

“i know” you cup his face in your hands, “i won’t, i’m sorry”

he smiles and it leaves you breathless. you’d have to talk about it in the morning when you were both a lot more sober and coherent but he knew he was going to leave his girlfriend.

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natriae · 7 months

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ushijima was definitely a little innocent boy in highschool. and no this is not me tryna make him seem so babygirl cuz y'all he looks like he'd crush you, but you cannot tell me that that man was not so obsessed with playing volleyball for his parents approval to the point he missed out of basic puberty things.

Like homie probably woke up with his first boner and thought he needed to go to the doctors cause he was just that out of the loop.

So i one hundred percent believe that when Ushijima felt himself have feelings for the first time during his second year he would copy everything he saw in romance mangas. He would blush when he finally told tendou about his feelings for you.

He definitely made a lot of oopsies in front of you because he genuinely has no idea how to talk to girls.

He gets sad seeing how you get scared when he walks by. His first real feelings of insecurity about his body.

Every morning he would make sure his uniformed was ironed and neat for you.

When he woke up from a wet dream about you he immediately apologized when he got to school. Obviously he gave you no details about why he was apologizing. He just walked up to you and said "i'm so sorry 😐".

But finally the day he tried to copy a scene from a j-drama was when he thought he lost you. He told tendou to try and spill his drink on you but to purposefully miss. That way you would lose your balance and he would catch you. Safe to say that isn't what happened. Tendou's chocolate milk was dumped all over you, and everyone in the school witnessed the first time Ushijima Wakatoshi "yelled" at tendou. However, telling tendou "this isn't what we planned," in a stern voice led you to believe the two of them were purposefully trying to embarrass you.

When Ushijima saw the tears well up in your eyes he felt a kind of pain that he hasn't felt in years. His heart hurt seeing how scared you looked at him. That night he went home and attempted to write his feelings out into a letter. Did it make a whole lot of sense? no, but it got his point through.

The next day Ushijima hadn't seen you at school, and his mom went into his room to collect dirty clothes. When she saw an envelope addressed to you she assumed her son forgot to take it. It was your birthday today if she remembers correctly. So his mother walks through the neighborhood and drops the envelope into your mail box cursing out her "stupid" son.

On that fateful day it was revealed that Ushijima Wakatoshi was just a silly boy that was so deeply in love.

Btw the best part of the letter was:

"you're like a volleyball. I get happy when i see you,"

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moonswolfie · 9 months

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THIS IS OFFICIAL ART AND I AM SCREAMING

Whoever decided to add these to the game needs a raise RIGHT THE FUCK NOW

This is truly a 💳💥💳💥💳💥 moment

EDIT: YALL'S REBLOGS CRACK ME UP SO HARD LMAOOOOO💀

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kairismess · 5 months

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the best way to heal. – ushijima wakatoshi x fem!reader

🏐 genre: fluff with a dollop of angst.

✒️ word count: 1289

💭 summary: you broke it off with your good-for-nothing ex, and while managing the volleyball team distracted you for a little bit, the pain still subsisted. that was until the most unlikely of boys to help cheer you up and forget your problems helped made you feel the one thing no other boy or lover you've ever has had: truly loved.

💗 special mentions: @zdenque @xoxo-cha

❗content warnings: mentions of starvation and self-deprecation. reader discretion is advised.

you tried to keep your tears in and smile your way through the searing pain left in your heart as you involuntarily reminisced the phone call between you and your ex, the one where they broke it off with you so coldly that it didn't feel like you two spent nearly all of junior high and the first two years of highschool together. you couldn't say anything to keep them, all you could do was choke back your tears and mumble out that you hope they'd do okay with their life, even without you.

a part of you felt like that was a huge lie, though. how could you wish someone who you loved dearly a good life they don't even want to spend the rest of it with you?

that's just the way things go, though, you thought to yourself as you rubbed at your eyes to keep the tears from spilling out. tendou and semi once caught you sobbing to yourself when you were getting the mops in the storage closet, you couldn't stomach it when they asked you what was wrong, if you needed anything, or if something happened. despite knowing and feeling the unrelenting pain in your chest and throat at the thought of it, you had to lie, it was second nature to you to mask up your feelings.

it wasn't just them, though—nearly everyone on the team caught on to the changes in your behavior, many of them were asking you to please take a break if you weren't in the right headspace, but you always insisted that you were fine, just a little... a little tired, was all. you sat down on the bench, absentmindedly taking notes about things you couldn't even process, your head being empty except for your ex's voice popping into your head every now and then, reminding you that they didn't want to stay with you anymore. you stopped writing and let out a shuddered sigh, a few tears pricking at the corner of your eyes.

"...you don't seem fine, are you fatigued?" asked a low, rumbling voice from next to you. you turned to look up at them, with wakatoshi staring back at you with his iconic neutral expression and sharp gaze. you smiled at him awkwardly, telling him you weren't, well... maybe just a bit, mentally, but you promised him you'd be fine. he blinked in response, putting his water bottle down, sitting next to you on the bench, watching the practice match from the sidelines with you.

this wasn't really like him, he usually was on the court unless coach washijo would call him out for something, he never stayed to warm the benches; and it was a good thing too, because with all his bulk, you really felt like he had the capacity to break the bench cleanly in half if he tried. you twiddled with your thumbs, not looking at him, despite how eye-catching the big boy was. he turned his olive eyes down to look at you, noticing how silent you've been, as the others have pointed out. "...are you hungry?" he breaks the silence with that question, bearing his gaze onto you, not tearing his eyes away from you for even a second.

you couldn't remember the last time you ate, nor the last thing you ate—you did have some nights when you'd cry yourself to sleep, forgetting to eat dinner, and you couldn't even remember if you ate your breakfast that morning... you were too torn up and distracted by the overwhelmingly painful feeling in your heart at the fact you weren't wanted anymore by the person you loved most. you winced and shook your head reluctantly, but your stomach growled out for you, begging to have something in it.

you grew embarrassed at how loud your stomach was being, but wakatoshi saw no problem with your body having needs. to him, your body was a wonder; not in the sense of attraction or desire, but rather, your body was beautiful the way it was. you were enough to wakatoshi, and it left a bothersome feeling in the pit of his stomach that you couldn't see yourself that way.

the boy got up and went over to get the food he packed this morning. he came back with a full bento box that he himself picked out in the cafeteria, it was packed with protein-filled foods, your favorites, in fact. "eat up." he uttered with a throaty voice, looking at you as you shyly took the box and utensils from his hands. he took his seat next to you, keeping his eyes on you the whole time, watching you until you opened it up to eat. "but... this is your food, ushijima..." you murmured, bashful at the fact that he gave you his food. "...so?" "so... i can't eat this..." "...unless you don't like it, i won't force you to eat. but you need to eat, you're growing. and... it's the least i can do for you." he murmured, moving a little closer to you.

you felt your face grow a little hotter at what he said; and despite it being hard to find the appetite to eat after what happened to you... you didn't want to keep him nor your stomach waiting, so you thanked him in a shy mumble, with him nodding in response, watching you eat small portions of his food, gradually eating more and more, while the tears you were holding in starting falling down. the sound of your sniffles and your chewing blended together, with you not knowing if you wanted to cry or eat first. wakatoshi didn't mind that you cried, he honestly didn't know what to say or do else in this situation, so he handed you his extra water bottle and towel to clear your throat, replenish your fluids, and to wipe your tears.

he was silent, but he cared. he cared about how you were doing, even if it took him a long while to muster up the courage to make the first move. he was never the type to get all overly fussy or loving towards someone, let alone someone he was supposed to respect as his manager and colleague, never as anyone else; but you weren't just somone else to wakatoshi.

you were someone wakatoshi enjoyed being around. you were someone wakatoshi wanted to see smiling. you were important to wakatoshi ushijima, and through his little gestures... he made it known to you that he wanted to make you happy, even if he didn't know why you were sad or if he could be the boy to make that happen.

it was a strange feeling, to be given the first good taste of something after having such foul tastes in your mouth after the breakup. it hurt to think about, but knowing wakatoshi did something special, albeit ordinary, for you... it made your heart a lot lighter. you drifted your glistening eyes to him, and you swore you saw a hint of a smile on the usually stoic boy's face. it made you a little warm, seeing him look at you like that—but you can't, not when you're recovering from a heartbreak...

"...you're adorable when you eat." "ah, th-thank you..." "i might get more portions for you next time, just in case you forget to eat." "you don't have to, though..." "but i want to." he spoke in such a raspy voice, one that used to intimidate you, but now... kind of made you feel a flutter in your chest as he stared down at you, his sharp gaze not looking threatening, but instead... quite comforting.

you can't possibly be falling for him, though... could you?

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fwunn · 9 months

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HI im back again so um. Remember how I used to do posts every day so um. Im at the hospital 😸 I ONLY GOT MY LAPTOP BACK NOW but idk if im gonna frequent posting again because i need to recover and shit 💀 i swear one day im going to get hit by a truck after recovery

Ok anyws tendou bby the :]man i like him very much I PROMISE ILL UPDATE THE TSUKKI STORYLINE SOON

Stream HATE RODRIGO by YENA plz 🔥🔥

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whatisreggieshortfor · 11 months

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One Hour

Ushijima x gn!reader

One hour a day.

That’s all he could spare, and you knew that.

No matter what anyone said it didn’t bother you, didn’t make you feel like less of a priority.

The time changed depending on the day, sometimes you’d see him in the morning, already prepared for class as he simply hung around while you got ready- other times, though not often, it would be right after school as he walked you to your dorm- and sometimes it would be late at night before you would fall asleep.

Your friends didn’t understand, nor did they try, constantly reminding you that he wasn’t your boyfriend. You would always say yet. He wasn’t your boyfriend yet. He had already confessed his feelings to you, but swore he couldn’t pursue you until he could devote more of his time to you.

That was okay.

Because you understood something none of your friends did.

Yes, he only had an hour a day he could give you.

But he still chose to give it to you.

Ushijima was a lot of things that a lot of people expected him to be.

He was powerful. He was strategic. He was strong, and stoic, and driven while his best friend was fun loving and more curious, and Tendou joined the two of you more often than not, but you never felt like you were on the outside. Ushijima seemed to crave your opinion on things, seemed to focus every ounce of attention on you even if the two of you weren’t alone.

You didn’t need the label, didn’t need the excessive amount of time your friends got from their partners, because you knew what you meant to him.

Where your friends fizzled out with their partners, and they often complained themselves or their partners were clingy, you never worried about it.

Ushijima always made sure the first thing he told you was how much he missed you. At the beginning it made you laugh, just a quick joyful chuckle that would confuse him, but the more times it happened you realized that he was being genuine. He would genuinely miss you, no matter what time of day the hour happened to fall on.

So you took the hour you could get.

When your third year ended, you weren’t sure what would happen.

Ushijima had looked like he carried the weight of the world when he told you he got drafted. His face looked nearly impassible as he talked about the Schweiden Adlers recruiting him, and you weren’t sure why.

This had been his dream!

And then, as he talked, it slowly dawned on you.

He was worried about leaving you behind to move where they needed him.

So you followed him, from Miyagi to Tokyo.

During the off season, you got the attention he had always wanted to give you. He fit his personal training schedule around your work and school schedules, making sure he was available when you wanted to see him while heeding Tendou’s advice that he shouldn’t suffocate you.

During the on season, he still dedicated an hour of his day to you. No matter how early he needed to wake up for his run before practice, no matter how late his extra practice ran, he always carved out an hour of time for you. Even if you fell sleep during whatever movie you had put on for the two of you, he cherished that time.

His teammates that recognized you, like Kageyama and Hirogami, they weren’t surprised to see you pop in to drop off his lunch on the days they knew you’d be in the library late working on papers. And they weren’t surprised when Ushijima would take that lunch break for an hour so that he could sit and enjoy your company.

Because even if all he could give you was an hour a day for the rest of your lives, it was more full of love and attention than full days at a time spent with anyone else.

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mrs-kodzuken · 3 months

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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

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