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darkshinsou · 2 years

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Haikyuu!! Boys Pinning You Against the Wall

Warnings: Gn! Reader, Wall pinning, slightly suggestive

A/n: I did a BNHA one, so thought I should do a HQ one<3 and also! Thank you for 100 followers, I'll try updating more often:3

Ah, the classic wall pinning. How sweet and romantic as well as suggestive it is- Well, would be, if it wasn’t for the fact that your head just smacked the wall, all because your lovely boyfriend was to nervous to realize how much strength put into his hands. Now he is blubbering out apologies as you are cradling him and telling him everything is fine and you are not seriously injured. All’s well it ends well, right?

- Yamaguchi Tadashi, Kageyama Tobio, Takeda Itettsu

Oh boy, when this boy learned that this had become a trend all across social media, he was all over it. Leaning against the wall to rest after running? Arms automatically lock you in place. Resting on the bleachers after a hard day of school and no manager duties? Newly formed bruise you get to show your parents. You cannot escape this man and it keeps becoming more and more frequent until you have had enough. You’re done being the nice person. So, during his break time at his next volleyball practice, you take it upon yourself to show him just how annoying it is. You walk up to him as he’s talking with his back against the wall, take a quick breath, bring your arms up, and- BAM! He is now cornered by you, at a loss of words as blush creeps up his neck. This is when you know you succeeded and won this battle.

-Tanaka Ryunosuke, Nishanoya Yu, Yamamoto Taketori

He is oblivious that this is a trend, nor does he care to know what is trending. He’s always been like that, and you love him for it. So it comes out of nowhere when you are blocked by his forearms, your eyes meeting his, showing how surprised you were by the sudden intrusion- not that you minded. Quite frankly, you love when hes this close and intimate with you. He averted his eyes and let his arms fall to his sides, the slightest bit of blush showing on his cheeks. He apologized and explained that a strand volleyball was coming at you and he wanted to make sure you don’t get hurt by it. Although a little sad about the fact that he didn’t do it just to do it, you’re heart swells at the thought of him wanting to protect you.

- Iwaizumi Hajime, Yukai Keishin, Hinata Shoto, Ushijima Wakatoshi

This mf is up to date with all the trends. He is just all-knowing like that. So, when he sees that wall pinning is coming back, he is one of the first to hop on it. But he wants- no, needs it to be perfect. It has to be smooth, eloquent, and look like it wasn’t planned. So brainstorms an idea that night, and the following morning, he sweetly asks to accompany you to class, his books strangely no where in sight. He’s telling you about his last match, which you could not attend due to a cold even though you would of if he hadn’t insisted that you rest when someone harshly bumps in to him, causing his body to turn and his arms to go up to catch himself. He opens his eyes looks down, being greeted by your blushing face as you hold your books to your chest, your eyes wide and your mouth tightly sealed. He chuckles and leans his head down, kissing your forehead while complimenting your adorableness.

- Oikawa Tooru, Kuroo Tetsuro

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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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hoshigray · 9 months

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i’m not sure if you’re currently writing for ushijima but if you are/will, could u write something smutty about reader telling him that they have an oral fixation 🤞 (i haven’t really seen any of your works for ushijima so i’m quite curious about how you write him. love your toji works, btw! <3)

Mouth on Body Experience

Oml you're my first HQ!! request, noonie! :00 Tbh with you, I never posted any of my HQ!! works because it was during a time when I was on and off with writing (not to mention it was chara x chara stuff bc I wasn't into x reader stuff back then), so this surprised me when I saw it in my inbox, lol. But I love Ushijima sm, like he's so cool and is definitely one of my top characters in the entire series!! Hope I did him justice in my writing since it's been so long, ty for this prompt! o(≧▽≦)o

Also, s/o to my wonderful mootie, @cu7ie, for helping me out with this!! I hope your day is going swell and wish nothing but good vibes your way~~ ☆ mwah-mwah!!

Cw: Ushijima x reader - explicit content; minors DNI - oral (m! receiving)/blowjob + handjob; implied first time giving him a bj - teasing; biting/sucking on the body (reader exploring Ushi's body with their mouth) - humping + grinding - tiny overstimulation for Ushi - pet names (baby, love) - kissing/makeout session - minor ball worship - Ushi is a bit confused but supportive - will proofread later :P. Wc: 2.6k

You peek through the door to the bedroom, taking the silence into account despite knowing someone is occupying the space. He prefers silence anyway, so it's no surprise that the television isn't even on. The only things that bring life into the room are the warm colors of the sunset painting the walls and your boyfriend sitting on the edge of his bed.

Having Wakatoshi Ushijima as your boyfriend is one of the many mysteries to the world and you. As many outside observers would think, being in a relationship with the guy has been quite a journey. Not to say that is a bad thing, though. If anything, it's been going rather well.

Going into the relationship knowing you'd be dating one of the world's Olympic powerhouse volleyball players was intimidating enough. Yet, it's a different story actually meeting and talking with him in person, his fierce aura adequate to suffocate you then and there. But as the days go by and things calm down, you two slowly but surely feel comfortable in each other's presence. You start acting like a couple and expressing your love naturally.

You knock on the door, waiting for his permission before proceeding inside. When you hear his voice call to you, you move past the entrance and enter his room.

On the edge of the bed sat Ushijima in his usual comfortable house wear comprising of a plain white tee and sweatpants. His eyes focused on the item in his hands, a book that his eyes diligently skimmed from page to page. His concentration doesn't hinder until he notices you walking up to him, his face lifted slightly to look at your figure entirely.

"Hey," you greet him, to which he returns with an incline of his head. "What're you reading?"

"It's the book you left here last night," his deep voice still has you hard to believe, but it's become a welcoming timbre in your everyday life and is now something you love to hear. "I saw the reviews on the back and it had me interested."

You lift a brow. "You read the reviews on the cover?"

He lifts a brow in return. "Are they meant to be ignored?"

The giggle is stifled, trying to exit your lips. So thorough. "No, no, you can read them. Most people will read because of a cover or if the writer is their favorite." Your boyfriend watches you sit beside him, leaning against his shoulder as he returns to his reading. I bet he's gonna read the author's notes at the end when he's done.

You chuckle at your own joke, but Ushijima doesn't pay any mind, just putting an arm around your waist to keep you close to him. The two of you relish in each other's company; the warm hues peeking through the window blinds cover your backs with an imperceptible blanket of warmth.

With the rise and fall of his shoulder, you bask in the sun's dying glow while your breathing syncs with the man next to you. This moment almost fills you with peace, embracing the domestic feel within this space between you and your boyfriend.

But, again, it almost does the job. Because you remember why you even came into his space in the first place and the butterflies in your stomach party to your dreadful dismay.

You peer up to look at Ushijima, who keeps reading until you call for his attention. "Hey, Toshi?" His olive eyes flicker to you when you use his nickname, and your heart skips a bit when he immediately shifts his engagement to you. "C-Can I kiss you?" You don't know why you stammered around your words; it was a simple request, nothing too extreme. It's not like you two have never kissed before, but the idea in your head makes it nerve-wracking.

The tall man displays no reaction outside of a slight lift of a brow, but no words are needed when he places the book down by his side and his hand rest on your soft cheek. Your eyes instinctively close when his face decreases the gap between you, and firm, smooth lips land on your plump own. Just when you would sink into his touch, he withdraws himself from you, leaving a tiny whimper to exit your mouth.

"Can..." Your hand finds its way to the big one on the side of your face, his thumb stroking your cheek's surface. "Can I have another?"

Again, he doesn't use his words, just inclining his head towards you to kiss you. It's a few seconds longer than the last before he removes himself again, only for you to grip his shirt to restrict him. "Another, please..." your voice dials to a whisper, and a soft moan is shared when his lips return to yours. He retires again. "Anoth—"

Before long, Ushijima shushes your pleas with kisses without further approval. His hands bring you closer to him, and — before you know it — he's now on his back to the bed with you straddling him. Large palms roam around your waist and hips while you kiss him back, slowly venturing further down with each hump of the hips to gently grasp your ass.

There's no point in restraining the moans that naturally flee out of your mouth. This is what you wanted; this is what you came to the room for.

Well, to be specific, it's leading to what you came here for.

Throughout this relationship, you have yet to disclose your oral fixation. Perhaps it's because being with a man like Ushijima still intimidates you to share your sexual interests with the man. Nonetheless, it's something you've been longing to share with him. There have been instances where it would sneak in through your intimate moments, yet you choose to stop yourself and not ruin the atmosphere with your boyfriend.

So you've resorted to relinquishing this craving with activities to keep you busy: the usually chewing gum, biting or sucking on your tongue, or chewing on your nails.

Regardless, today is the day you try to initiate this part of your being with Ushijima. You've been dying to have your mouth on his body for the longest time — especially with how attractive and well-built the man is has been driving you crazy.

It all excites you, enthralls you. However, you snap back to reality when you hear a hot groan from the man you're straddling, realizing you're still kissing him. To your horror, finding yourself sucking on his tongue, you quickly exit off the bed. Heavy pants from the two of you fill the bedroom, and your wide eyes look into his hooded dirty gold ones.

"I-I'm so sorry, Toshi!" You're quick to throw apologies his way. "I got a little ahead of myself!"

"Mmm. It's fine." He nonchalantly reassures you, wiping the spit on his lips with the back of his hand.

Yet, you continue to ramble on. "No, really, sorry about that! I got a little carried away. I was thinking too much..."

"Thinking about what?"

Oh shit.

Now why the hell would you put yourself out like that? "Huh?" You try to play dumb despite understanding it won't work on him.

Ushijima exhales through his nose before hoisting himself up from the bed. "It's pointless to back out of something when you're the one who's done it." His blunt words hit like knives to your figure, internally groaning as he stands up in front of you. "What's on your mind, Y/n?"

Oh fuck, I've done it now. There is no way out of this; you'll have to tell him what's been troubling you recently.

"I...I wanna—Okay. So, I have this thing with my mouth, right?" You can tell the expression on Ushijima's face doesn't coincide with the supportive nod. "It's like...It's a habit of mine where I use my mouth on stuff to stimulate myself?" At this point, you don't know what the fuck you're talking about. Just get this over with, me! I can't take it!!

"So, I've been thinking of...you know," your mind and gut are doing gymnastics, toying with your uncomfortableness to this entire situation. "I want to use my mouth...on your body...."

Olive brown brows furrow and you quickly sprout more nonsense. "Th-That's unless you're okay with it! If you don't think you're okay with it or you feel discomfort, then I won't be hurt in any way! It's totally up to you because I can just—"

"Y/n." Your rambles are muted by the use of your name, his brows still scrunched with an indistinct expression. "I'm not following: why would you want to use your mouth on my body?"

"Well, because," your face gets hot by the second: not just from you revealing your secret, but also your boyfriend asking questions. "I like your body, Toshi. Especially with how nice your physique is, I just kinda want to...play with it a little? Make you feel good..."

Ushijima's facial expression molds to a softer tone when you confess to him, and his eyes drift to the side as if he's searching for the right words to say. It makes you anxious with how in-depth he's taking this into heart, so you squeak when his goldish orbs return to you. "Is it something that I can help with?"

"Umm, yes, yeah!" Confirmation stammers out your lips. "I mean, as long as you're up for it."

He places his hands on your waist to bring you close to him. "I am."

He looks at you with hooded eyes, and the romantic tension from before fills the room. "Yeah?" Your voice winds down to a murmur.

"Yeah." His voice lowers as his head comes down to you, and your lips once again welcome the feel of his.

And with that, Ushijima finds himself back on the bed with you on top of him. You carry more confidence than previously as your kisses become more passionate and hot, teeth bumping into each other and you nibbling on his lip, resulting in abrupt groans.

Your hands venture down to the hem of his shirt, hesitantly raising it inch by inch. And Ushijima notices your desire for access, and a big hand engulfs yours and lifts the shirt to reveal his abdomen and pectorals.

Kisses from the mouth trail down to his neck and clavicle, and he tries to stop himself from moaning to your sweet touches. Your lips pepper all that's exposed to you, quick licks onto his pecs, and gentle bites on his nipples. It's evident now that the man is enjoying your actions, limiting the pleasure in his voice while his hands stick to your waist as his hips rock with yours.

Your hand sneaks down from his well-defined abs to his pelvis, fingers intruding under the band of his sweatpants and brushing against the soft material of his briefs that shield his now erect cock from your mere fingertips. Ushijima hums with his baritone voice, large palms dare calm down to your butt and knead the flesh, and you purr to his firm grasp.

"May I use my mouth?" It was a tiny suggestion, yet there was a distinct connotation. You haven't ever given your boyfriend a blowjob before, so this was new waters you were treading cautiously with. Nevertheless, he surprises you with a nod, egging you on to resume. A feeling of giddiness corrupts your senses, placing chaste kisses on his nipple down to his abs, and Ushijima has his hand on your head the further you go to his lower region.

You're now on your knees on the floor as you pull his sweatpants and underwear to his thighs, and the image of his erection springing out in front of your eyes has you practically drooling in anticipation. Every crevice, every dent, and every vein of his dick is mesmerizing to the eyes, and your curiosity gets the best of you when his body jerks at your hands grazing his balls. How vulgar.

"Hmmm, Y/n, love," he calls to you with whimpers — a rarity to hear but beautiful to the ears. "Go easy on me..."

And you just give him a lovely smile before you move a hand on his cock, stroking the length in a slow but firm motion. He jolts to your grasp, throwing his head back and sinking into the mattress as your palm slides up and down his limb. It gets worse for him when he feels your tongue flicks on his balls, sucking on his sack prompts moans of bliss to substitute the silence of the room.

The summer sun continues to descend, the waning heat losing its touch in the room. But the warm sensation of your mouth on his shaft has Ushijima's skin hot to the touch, his hands gripping the comforter beneath him. And he hisses when he senses the work of your tongue on the tip of his couch, lapping on the sensitive glands while simultaneously stroking him and massaging his sack.

Your cheeks go hollow when you take the head to your mouth, relaxing your jaw as you gradually suck all of him at your own pace. Your boyfriend has to bite on his lip and try to not buck his hips toward you. But it feels so fucking good when the velvety walls of your throat accommodate his girth and size; your wet muscle on the underside of his dick sends electric waves every time it brushes up and down from your bobbing gesture.

As for you, it feels like you're under an ecstatic spell as you work your way to the base of his cock with every suck. The cockhead hits the back of your throat at a delicious angle that you mewl on the member, eyes shut to fully enjoy the experience and commotion between your lips. Tears start to prickle, spit and drool coat his shaft, and your brain goes foggy when his musk blocks your nostrils. The throbbing sensation between your legs gets unbearable by the second, and you grind your thighs together to ease your lust.

Ushijima has done well trying to maintain his steel composure; however, no matter how he tries, he soon succumbs to the warm and pleasurable feeling of your throat when he thrusts into your oral cavity at a reasonable tempo, going faster and faster when the notion of his release crawls up within him.

"Haaaah, ahhhh—Mmmph!" Moans fly out from his mouth, no longer attempting to keep this from escaping. "Dove, I'm about to cum in your—Hnnngh!! Ahhh, shit, shit," and he grabs your head to keep you steady as he ruts into your throat. The orgasm hits the both of you, and a few deep strokes result in him shooting his load inside you, forcing you to drink all he gives you.

And you happily do so, waiting for his thighs to stop jerking as you take in every bit of his essence. Once he's done ejaculating, you slowly remove yourself from his sock, a soft pop evidence of you two no longer connected. You swallow and gulp any remainder of his load before climbing back onto the bed to lay beside Ushijima, who turns to his side to survey you thoroughly with half-lidded eyes.

You sigh with a smile. "Enjoyed yourself?"

While his hand caresses your cheek, he hums as his response. "Did you?"

"Yes, very much so. Thank you, Toshi." You start to feel drowsy as the room becomes dark, the warm colors of the sunset dulling as the moon sheds light.

"Of course, dove."

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vilevvords · 2 years

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Next door neighbor Ushijima who, despite his 6 foot 4 glory, is like a ghost. No one has seen him move in, you just noticed the doorbell panel change one day and figured. Always out and about before you are and not yet back when you come home. You’ve been lucky to catch a glimpse of his broad back one day as he left, always hearing the older ladies living in the apartment complex talk about the handsome young man who just moved in.

Who, when you finally met, quite literally took your breath away when you bumped into him as you pushed open the door of the laundry room with your back because you were holding onto the laundry basket, quite sure you just ran into a concrete wall. Who apologized despite it not being his fault and offered to carry your basket, leaving you a flustered mess because the grannies were right.

Who’s apartment is so clean and neat it’s almost sterile, like straight out of a catalog. No cushions on his sofa, no candles on the coffee table, and it seems like he just bought some picture frames and never changed the default pictures, only looking for some color on the wall.

Who goes to the market regularly to buy fresh vegetables and chats with the elderly lady running the stand, asking for recommendations and exchanging recipes with her.

Who always extends his hand, signaling “after you” when you’re both on your way downstairs, letting you go first. Who lingers at the bottom of the stairs for a bit longer when you go up in front of him to bring some space in between you two to avoid making you uncomfortable.

Who always makes sure to greet you when you meet, mumbling “Good morning” in a kind of low grumble and with the corners of his mouth ever so slightly turned up that you feel your face heating up uncontrollably, an odd sense of warmth swarming in your chest.

Who, despite his stoic nature, never fails to pat the dog across the street on the head, no matter the rush he is in, smiling a rare smile so breathtaking when the big Labrador nudges his arm with the top of his head, demanding more pats. Who always makes sure to put dog treats on his shopping list, although he doesn’t own a dog himself.

Who never once misses calling his mother on Sundays, nodding and humming along to the same old “Are you eating well?”, “Remember to change to a warmer duvet” and “Bring an umbrella, I heard the weather is getting worse.”

Who thanks his roomba for the hard work when he comes back home after a long day of practice because he’s appreciative of the help, no matter if it can apprehend his gratitude or not.

From who’s balcony you can always hear the muffled sounds of a volleyball game playing on TV on one of his off-days, occasionally interrupted by a faint, mumbled cheer, because he’s a man of insatiable passion.

Who finds a weird sense of agitation sprouting in his chest when he doesn’t see your car parked in the driveway when he comes home because it’s odd. Who stays up a bit past his usual bedtime that day, lounging in front of the TV and straightening his back every so often to be able to catch a glimpse of the street, uneasiness fading once he sees your car pull up.

Next door neighbor Ushijima who is adorable in his own little glorious, matter-of-fact way. Who shows that he cares with his actions rather than his words because it comes so much easier to him. He owns my heart.

#haikyuu headcanons #ushijima x reader #haikyuu x reader #ushijima wakatoshi #haikyuu fluff #hq ushijima #hq x reader #hq fluff #hq drabbles #hq headcanons #haikyuu x gn!reader #haikyuu x gender neutral reader #vile drabbles

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himbofan · 2 years

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shy shiratorizawa manager

thank you lovely anon for this request!! sorry it took so long i got carried away lol

no beta read we die like daichi

cw: gn reader, manager reader, reader is shorter than ushijima, fluff

characters: most of shiratorizawa's starting lineup

word count: 1k

Coach Washijou was intimidating in a manner disproportionate to his size, and simply put, he terrified you. He had already dealt with past managers only joining the team to flirt with team members, so he was even more tense than usual. It felt like every move was being watched and calculated to make sure you were adequate enough to manage the great Shiratorizawa volleyball team.

However, the coach was only one of the scary obstacles you had to face. The captain was another scary wall looming over you, despite him never saying anything to you besides ‘Thanks’ and ‘Hello’. The rest of the team was plenty intimidating as well, with most of them towering over you effortlessly.

You made it a point to remain as stoic and professional as possible during practice to seem cool and calculating, never wanting to run the risk that you might be perceived as childish. Tendou often tried to poke at you with remarks and jokes, trying to lighten your serious demeanor. Although you appreciated his attempts, you simply smiled politely and continued on your way.

“What’s their deal? Am I getting worse at jokes or something?” Tendou chuckled, leaning against the scoreboard casually.

Leon took a swig of his water bottle before responding, “Nah I don’t think that’s it, they’re probably just shy, I mean we’re not the friendliest looking bunch.” his gaze trailed over to where you were hastily picking up volleyballs around the gym.

Semi came up from behind Leon and slapped a hand on Tendou’s shoulder. “You’ll get a reaction soon enough, positive or otherwise.”

The redhead scoffed and shook his head, “What kind of encouragement is that..”

Their conversation was cut short by the coach’s booming voice yelling your name.

The boys watched curiously as you scurried quickly across the gym to the small man. “Yes, sir?”

“I have some paperwork I need to finish so I’ll be in my office, just start cleaning up if I don’t come back by the end of practice.” he stated gruffly as he rose from the bench.

You bowed as he turned towards the door and made his way out, silently relieved that you would get a break from his stern gaze. The team was instructed to practice serves for the rest of the day by the other coaches.

You took a deep sigh and closed your eyes. It was as if a hot spotlight that had been searing you for the whole day suddenly turned off.

The team practiced their serves in two groups, taking turns due to the sheer number of members. You passed out water bottles to the group currently taking a break, which included the starting lineup players.

Tendou spotted his window of opportunity, sauntering over to you with a pun brewing in his head.

“(l/n)!”

You turned to see the middle blocker jogging over to you with a grin on his face. Subtly straightening your back to look more professional, you responded “Yes? Did you need something?”

Tendou shook his head, “Nah, just wanted to chat.”

Your eyes widened in surprise, “Oh, um okay.”

He chuckled at your shy demeanor, “Anyway, I have a joke for you; when did the-”

He failed to finish his sentence before being slammed in the back of the head with a stray serve, leaving Tendou bent over in pain with his hands on his head.

A terrified looking first year stood trembling on the other side of the court while his friends were trying to hold back from cackling.

Tendou snapped up with a hand covering the back of his head, violently turning around to see who the culprit was. “Oi! Whoever did that is gonna pay!” he snapped.

You stood bewildered for a second before bursting out into uncontrollable laughter, hands moving to cover your mouth as you doubled over.

The third year turned back to you with a surprised look on his face, bewitched by your full smile and laughter. In fact, the whole team

You noticed he was staring and quickly started panicking, “I’m so so sorry for laughing, it just surprised me and-”

He cut you off, waving his hand with a smile, “No no it’s fine I’m not upset at you at all! But I can’t lie, that made me totally forget the joke.”

You giggled, and Tendou swore his heart skipped a beat when he saw your smile.

The rest of the team began to clamor around the redhead, making sure he was fine before continuing practice.

“Damn, our manager actually has emotions.” Semi stated with his eyebrows raised.

Leon lightly elbowed him in the ribs, “Don’t be rude, I told you they’re just shy.”

They looked over to see you handing a water bottle to Goshiki with a warm smile while he sputtered out “thank you” with a reddened face.

Shirabu rolled his eyes and crossed his arms at the first year’s reaction, “I don’t see why it’s such a big deal.”

Tendou smirked, “Yeah right, I saw your water bottle totally miss your mouth ‘cause you were staring so hard.”

The setter was unable to retort, the tips of his ears growing red at the middle blocker’s observation.

Meanwhile on the other side of the gym, you were finishing passing out water bottles to the team, ending with the captain. Handing off the drink to the intimidating ace, you immediately turned to leave before being interrupted by a call of your name. “(l/n).”

You turned with wide eyes, “Yes?”

Ushijima looked down at you with piercing hazel eyes as he spoke in a slightly (like, extremely subtly) softer tone. “You look good when you’re smiling.”

You felt heat growing across your face as you desperately tried to find a response, while the tall boy simply walked away.

From then on, you allowed your smile to slip out a little more around the team. Tendou was very appreciative of your newfound expressiveness, trying to make you laugh all the time to see that pretty smile. Everyone already liked you but now they love you, their precious manager. <3

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu #my work #sfw #gn reader #hq x reader #hq fluff #tendou x reader #ushijima x reader #haikyuu!! x reader #hq x gender neutral reader #goshiki x reader #shirabu x reader #requests

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emmyrosee · 3 months

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THIS THIS THIS WITH WAKATOSHI https://x.com/sikenpoem/status/1743346644723384750?s=46&t=dMpfL8P3nF90ZRbUCudfZQ

DAWG YOU TRYING TO MAKE ME CRY-

Honestly, he never even thought about it. He liked purple, it was his high school’s main color, green is nice too, but the minute you yell “red,” that’s it.

It’s red.

Red like his best friends hair, red like the strawberries he puts in his morning smoothie, red like the flowers he brings for you on dates, red like the hearts in your eyes that form when you see him.

He eats red apples and uses a red tooth brush, and he’s using it the day you approach him with a chuckle.

“I remember asking you if you liked red, but I didn’t think you’d like it this much,” you teased one of the first nights you’d spent with him. He spits the froth of toothpaste into the sink and looks at you in the mirror.

“What can I say?” He shrugs. “It’s my favorite color.”

He buys his gym bag red, his next car is red, when you somehow convinced him to rescue a dog, he buys it a red collar.

Red. Red. Red is the color of your love, and wakatoshi is so happy you’ve convinced him to let it be his favorite ❤️

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wonderoustime · 8 months

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you: i think i'm falling for you

them: then get up

kageyama (he genuinely blanks out for a second and just heard "fall" with zero context), tsukishima, suna, ushijima (he doesn't know what else to say), kiyoko

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 1 year

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Being Team Japan’s Manager

Manager is Stressed

Team Japan x GN! Manager (platonic relationship)

Warnings: Manager is feeling stress (I didn’t go into specific stressors because I wanted to make this as general as possible), Stress symptoms (sleep struggles, overthinking, lack of eating/overeating, etc. I tried to keep them neutral but I did have to give a little something), MEGA FLUFF

AN: this is a special request for @rae-is-typing! I apologize if it looks weird, it’s because tumblr hates me and I had to move it all over to word and then back again : D

• Honestly YN, I don’t know how you do it

• Literally, if it were me, I would have had a mental break down the first week of dealing with these idiots

• On the surface, it seems as if you have everything together

• I mean, you not only deal with your life but the lives of countless man-children

• Where as most people’s day starts at 8am and ends around 4-5pm

• You’re essentially on call 24/7, 365

• Literally you can’t even use the bathroom without Hinata or Bokuto knocking and asking what you are doing

• “Hey Yn, are you in there?” Bokuto and/or Hinata say knocking on the door

• You 👉🏻 maybe if I stay quiet they won’t think anyone’s in here….

• Honestly it’s a pipe dream Yn

• Just ignore them YN they will go away…

• Suddenly the door burst open and Bokuto and Hinata are in a full panic

• “OMG YN WE THOUGHT YOU DIED OR WORSE FAINTED!!” Bokuto screamed as Hinata is now hyperventilating

• And thus, the curtains close on your .02 seconds of peace and quiet

• Sakusa comes from beside saying, “you two really need to straighten out your priorities.”

• Then Iwaizumi is coming up yelling at you for leaving the door open to the bathroom 🙄

• You seriously cannot win

• Butalas everyone has their breakpoint YN and honestly I’m surprised you lasted as long as you did

• The Olympics were coming up and you were dealing with your own personal issues in your home life

• Seriously adding more stress to your already stressful life

• You never seemed to have time to do anything

• And you know how they say “things always come in threes”?

• You seriously cannot catch a break!!

• Your stress levels are skyrocking and with stress comes the unfortunate stress symptoms

• Some days you forget to eat while some days you feel like you can’t stop eating

• You’ve so little and yet you feel like you don’t have time to sleep

• The days seem long but yet you can’t accomplish anything 😩

• Honestly it’s just a nightmare

• You choose to suffer in silence, not wanting to bother anyone with your issues

• You know everyone else has problems and you don’t want to be that person to add more to someone else’s plate

• Deep down, you knew it wasn’t healthy to hold it in

• However everyone has their breaking point

• And our amazing YN’s cup has finally ran out

• You woke up feeling exhausted and it was a chore just to get yourself out of bed

• The stress was finally wearing on you and you needed a break

• Thank god tomorrow was the weekend, you just had to make it through today

• You headed to work, already looking forward to the 5pm whistle

• The guys were on their usual bullshit so you knew you’d have very little reprieve

• Yaku was the first to notice something

• “Hey Yn- you look run down?” He says as you look up at him

• “Dang Yn you look like you just got hit by a bus!” Atsumu chimes in

• You 👉🏻😐 thank you for that…

• Unfortunately you have very little time to breathe because Aran and Iwa surround you

• “Hey YN! We need you to get copies of the training schedules out to everyone,” Aran says

• “Yeah and I need you to go through the guys training manuals and replace the old sheets with the updated ones. It has to be done today Yn!” Iwa shouts

• Unwillingly adding more to your already tipped over plate

• “YN I need you to fill up all the volleyballs too,” the coach chimes in

• “Oh and we got a new sponsorship for some energy drink so we need you to make that pronto YN!” Ushijima just throws in there

• Meanwhile, the other dummies are all adding more and more until finally

• You break

• The tears start the flow and everything in your mind blanks as the damn of emotions finally cracks

• Everyone just stares at you, some in confusion and some in horror as you essentially break down on site

• “Hey YN, are you ok?” Aran asks, cautiously approaching you

• You just keep crying while trying to speak

• “N-no e-everything’s not-not ok!” You cry out, “I-I’m so-so T-tired and I-I can-can’t do T-this anymore!”

• The gym is filled with your sobs as the guys slowly began to realize how much they’ve been putting on you

• They have come to rely on you as their support, their go to person

• But they never took the time to check on you

• “Oh Yn, come on, let’s go sit on the bench,” Komori says, grabbing you and hauling you over

• Everyone follows in silence as you try to control your tears and your breathing

• It’s so much at once and all you can think about is how you’ve failed them

• “I’m s-sorry, I-I’ll get to wo-work,” you cry as Sakusa sits down beside you, essentially holding you in place

• “You’ll do no such thing Yn, take a break,” he says as the rest of the team nods

• They all feel horrible for neglecting you and not realizing how much stress you were under

• They just keep piling it on, not knowing the stress you were also dealing with in your personal life

• “YN, we are so sorry,” Hakuba says as the team nods

• “If we would have know Yn, we wouldn’t have been so hard on you,” Bokuto adds

• “It’s oh-ok, I-I need to d-do my j-job,” you stammer out

• “No Yn, you need to take care of yourself,” Iwa says

• “You need a break Yn, a few days off!” Kageyama chimes in

• “Yeah you need to get away from us for a while,” Hyakuzawa says

• Bokuto, Hinata, Atsumu 👉🏻 offended 🙄

• “Guys we have so much to do before the Olympics and I can’t just leave!” You cry out

• “YN if you aren’t going to take care of yourself, then I’m going to haul your ass home right now,” Iwa yells

• You 👉🏻👀 I mean…

• Iwa 👉🏻😐

• “Just take a few days Yn, take some time to rest and we can help you handle everything! I mean we have an entire team of capable men here!” Yaku says

• “I’d say 60% at more are capable,” Sakusa interjects

• Again Hinata, Bokuto and Atsumu 👉🏻 offended 🙄

• “If you think that’s best,” you say, deflated

• “YN we love you and we want you to be healthy! We would die if we didn’t have you cheering us on!” Komori says as the entire team nods frantically

• You sigh in defeat, knowing you need the rest

• “Ok but if you need me, make sure to message me!” You say, leaving the gym

• “We’ll be fine YN! Try to sleep and just breathe or something,” Aran says

• “WAIT YN HASN’T BEEN BREATHING THIS WHOLE TIME?!?” Bokuto screams

• Omg run YN, run while you still can 😂

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folklorebae · 2 years

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𝐁𝐟 𝐓𝐞𝐱𝐭 - 𝐌𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐯 𝐉𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐒𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐤

Cast(s): GN!Reader ft. Kageyama, Osamu, Iwaizumi, Ushijima, Oikawa

Warning: Suggestive

A/n: Should've posted something like this when these official arts just released</3

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x gn!reader #haikyuu smau #hq x reader #hq x gender neutral reader #hq smau #kageyama x reader #kageyama smau #osamu x reader #osamu smau #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi smau #ushijima x reader #ushijima smau #oikawa x reader #oikawa smau

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amive2567 · 1 year

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Ingredients: Suna Rintaro x gn!reader, Kenma x gn!reader, Kuroo x gn!reader, Ushijima x gn!reader

Contains: headcanons, social media, mentions of social media apps, not proofread

Type of order: macarons (headcanons),

Suna:

he always takes pictures, on dates, at the gym, during training, and even at home

His Instagram is a great priority in his life

There is no day without a post and a story

One of those influencers

His fans should always be update

And even at games he takes pictures and uploads them hem on Instagram

He also uses twitter pretty often, he makes his dad joke there and uses it to annoy Atsumu

If he gets hate comments he just blocks the person instantly, but if someone makes a bad comment about you it is over for the person they will get humiliated during an Instagram lifestream. No one will be mean to his s/o

He will roast the fuck out of everyone who will talk bad about you

The haters are crying on the floor

Will send you snaps all the time, your flames are really high

His snapscore, therefore is astronomical

You're on almost every post of his and you're not people get suspicious and form theories about your breakup

Fangirls/boys are always sending him some weird dms so he has to be creative with his way of answering those terrible pickup lines

Kenma:

his job is social media, but he is still a streamer by heart

He is daily streaming on twitch, even when he has an important game to play

Will announce his streams on Twitter and Instagram

He sometimes uploads cute couple pictures of you on Instagram

His viewers want to see him and you play different games, so you set up a day where both of you game together like animal crossing, stardew valley, phasmophobia, and other stuff. From horror to casual everything

Mario kart is still a heavy topic because it almost caused and an insane argument

Just like suna, he will not be nice to any haters he will make fun of every hater in his chat

When someone bullied you in chat or on Instagram he will bring hell upon them, they have chosen death

He will report them and they will lose all their social media status and dignity

Has multiple corporations and sweepstakes

He is one of the most famous influencers in japan

But he will not tell everything on his social media, some things are still private like the engagement or the wedding

Kuroo:

his Twitter account is filled with chemistry puns/memes/jokes

He will brag about you on every platform

Makes occasional tik tok likes pranks or educational

He once pranked you with the salt spoon prank and you never let him back into the kitchen even though it was a prank

He doesn't do extreme pranks like breakups or injuries, but he still tries to get you mad on purpose

He thinks it's kinda hot

Just has fun on social media

Isn't as active as his friends but he still shares parts of his life with his fans

A big part of his life is you so you will be in almost every picture

Whole japan is shipping you because of Kuroo's cheesy captions

Ushijima:

thinks social media is a waste of time

Wants to spend his life in a reality where not everything is perfect and photoshopped

Still has to use some platform to be present as a celebrity he is

Only uses Instagram to share his gym experience

He is one of the fitness influencers

He gets used to social media and uses it quite frequently

Pictures of him and you are limited because he doesn't want to use your relationship for cloud

But every time he posts a cute couple picture everyone is over the moon about how cute the both of you are

Charity galas are often mentioned in his posts and he even has links so you can donate for multiple fundraisers

His post are authentic and real

#haikyuu #ami writes #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x gn!reader #suna x reader #suna rintarou #kenma kozume x reader #kenma x reader #kenma kuzome #suna rintarou x reader #kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #Kuroo tetsuro #ushijima x reader #ushijima wakatoshi #suna headcanons #kenma headcanons #kuroo headcanons #ushijima headcanons

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xoryugujixo · 2 years

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈 𝐎𝐅 𝐗𝐗: 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐂𝐊

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒: 𝐠𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦, 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚, 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐲

today was one of those special days with wakatoshi. not because y’all had a date planned or anything, no, it was because he finally had time to proceed with your size training.

never in your life did you think a man would have taken weeks of his time just so you’d be comfortable when the real deed was to happen one day.

of course, it was a shocker to be on his lap getting ready to pull his basketball shorts down, when suddenly getting stopped and being told “i don’t think you're ready for this yet.”

at first, it started simply with three fingers dipping their way in and out of you for at least a week. then, it got scary, ushijima thought you were ready for something more, so he bought a set of dildos ranging from 6’-10’.

being alarmed at first from not having anything other than fingers inside your hole, it got easy every session. until now.

“f-fuck—! toshi..it feels too good,” clenching around two of ushijima’s digits while he worked his tongue madly against your slobbered over sex.

“m’know, baby,” his words being muffled by not even being bothered of coming of you. not stopping ushijima adds another finger to further open you up, tongue still whirling around.

“m’cumming gin’ toshi,” as warned, in a pure rhapsody, the mixture of creamy mess and saliva made its way between your quivering thighs to continue drooling down bleeding through the wrinkled sheets.

after a full hour of agony for you, ushijima made his way back up for air with his signature half-smile and dark lust-driven eyes boring into you. as if routine, he brought his still dripping digits up to his mouth slurping up every last sign of you as if it were his final time doing this.

“need a break, honey?”

“no toshi! i jus’ want 10,” too broken to even make sense but it didn’t matter, the almost noncoherent words still went straight to ushijima’s throbbing member.

reaching over to the nightstand beside his bed he grabbed the last dildo of the training set. a 10-inch veiny cock slightly curved upwards.

“y’know it’s almost as big as me hun?” lifting the toy and examining it while staring down at you. nodding mindlessly just wanting it inside already.’

“in toshi, pl—please!” grinding up into the air clenching around nothing.

“look at you, grinding on nothing like a bitch in heat,” gripping your hip to hold it down.

taking the toy, he takes the rest of the slick surrounding your pulsating hole and lathers it over the desired object. looking into your eyes as a sign you aren’t too far gone, he places the angry pink tip prodding at your entrance. squeezing your inner thigh to try and relax you as he began to push it inside.

it was a wicked game. for weeks ushijima had been helping you train to be able to take him, but this whole time the only pleasure he received

was from fucking his fist in the bathroom after you had fallen asleep. so seeing you take something almost as big as him was taking a toll.

at a slow rate, he proceeded to insert it into you. almost at the hilt, ushijima realized he hadn’t been hearing your usual babbling and chanting of his name.

“ya’ with me baby?” in honest concern he reached down to gently wrap his hand around your jaw tilting it up.

nope. you weren’t with him at all. eyes clouded over with an insatiable gaze and a devotion to taking everything he had to offer.

“mh—ph, toshi wan’ it please,” too far gone to make sense of anything, brain fuzzled from never having anything this big inside you before.

not being able to resist anymore, ushijima began diligently thrusting the toy in and out of you.

when you started lifting your hips to meet the thrust, he took it as a sign to speed up his movements. looking down at the sloppy mess connecting you to the bed sheets

“honey, you’re squeezing so tight. it’s almost like we’ve been doing this for nothing huh?” ushijima queried in an amused tone. only able to get a nod and a struggled gasp from you.

“cum toshi! wanna cum!” before he had time to react you committed to your promise with a loud sob and released your creamy mixture flowed adding to the already formed puddle.

“how fuckin’ nasty y/n, creaming all over my new sheets from a piece of plastic. can’t wait to see what you do when im buried deep inside that tight hole of yours,” and through this, he still hasn’t stopped moving the said ‘piece of plastic’

“gin’ toshi,” not even a minute later in a flash of white you were tightening around the toy again releasing in pure ecstasy.

whimpering under him trying to push his large hand away to prevent another acute timed orgasm.

“i know honey just relax for me,” with a chaste peck he reached down to take the toy out only with a surprise waiting for him.

“baby i need you to relax for me,”

“i am toshi,” you lightheadedly responded just trying to get some sleep.

panic was now setting up camp in his chest. ‘why is it not moving?’, ‘did i do something wrong?’ thoughts getting interrupted by your unsteady voice.

“toshi?” his name falling from your lips only making him more frightened of this situation.

“are you sure you’re completely relaxed?” nodding your head starting to get worried noticing the sweat dripping from his furrowed brows.

“m’scared toshi,” tears making their way down your heated face.

it had been 30 minutes already and the toy still

resided inside of you soaked in cum, sweat, and saliva. ushijima’s first thought was to get you as slippery as possible but that still didn’t work so he went to good ole trusty google.

“i know honey, you just have to wait some more,”

giving him a simple nod a more tears ran down your apple cheeks.

ushijima was going to end up in the hottest pit of hell. he could feel his shorts beginning to strain and his cock starting to pulse with desire. seeing you so pathetic and useless needing him for something like this. all he wanted to do was fuck you like his own toy and lick the tears off your cheeks.

“why don’t you go to sleep. maybe that’ll help baby?” unsure of how to solve this problem.

taking his advice you slowly closed your seizing legs. rolling over to your side letting out a choked whine as this new angle hit a deeper depth inside you.

‘it’s gonna be a long night’

#ushijima smut #ushijima wakatoshi #gn reader #male reader #fem reader #haikyuu smut #anime smut #ushijima x y/n #ushijima x reader #haiikyuu x reader

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