#what ushijima wants lmaooo

[suckishima]

Living the dream...

[realcube]

YOU GOT: WAKATOSHI USHIJIMA

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ matchup for @nichupichu

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ if you would like a matchup, read this!

'I am blunt and sometimes way too honest. My sarcasm is easily misunderstood because I tend to have a very emotional less face.'

𓆩♡𓆪 ushijima is that way too so i don't think he'd really mind

𓆩♡𓆪 in fact he'd probably appreciate how straight-forward you are

𓆩♡𓆪 since he doesn't mess around either

𓆩♡𓆪 he's got enough silliness going on with tendou and the rest of the team so he'd defo suit someone who matches his vibe

𓆩♡𓆪 especially because a lot of other people are put-off by his bluntness and honesty , so it's a relief when you not only accept him for the way he acts, but also act in a way that's similar

𓆩♡𓆪 as for the sarcasm , he is okay at detecting it

𓆩♡𓆪 like he's not awful or oblivious but he's also not like.. analysing every infelection of your voice

𓆩♡𓆪 but the big difference with ushi is that he isn't afraid to ask if he thinks you're being sarcastic but he's not 100%

𓆩♡𓆪 so that would save you both a lot of miscommunication lol

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'I need someone who is patient'

𓆩♡𓆪 ushi doesn't think of himself as patient and would never advertise himself as such but he so is , without even realising it

𓆩♡𓆪 so he would repeat himself 1000 times if he needs to, and he's not going to be bothered by it

𓆩♡𓆪 even if he doesn't know you are HOH

𓆩♡𓆪 he still wouldn't mind it at all

𓆩♡𓆪 he's also patient with you in other ways too

𓆩♡𓆪 like he'll explain his volleyball matches to you and go over specific details over and over if you don't understand

𓆩♡𓆪 (he would do the same for schoolwork but he's not very bright so there isn't much he could explain to you that you don't already know haha)

𓆩♡𓆪 equally he's very patient when you are telling him about a book you are reading/a art piece you are working on and you are trying to pull up a picture of it on your phone but the signal is so bad that you're both just staring at a loading screen for ages

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'I wish for someone laid-back and easy-going who, at the same time, doesn’t shy away from experiencing new adventures.'

𓆩♡𓆪 on all level except volleyball, ushi is the definition of easy-going

𓆩♡𓆪 he is the epitome of just wanting to spend time with you no matter what y'all do

𓆩♡𓆪 and when it comes to planning your first date, he's gonna be like 'i don't mind what we do'

𓆩♡𓆪 and he genuinely doesn't say that bc he is indecisive, he says it bc he wants you to have full liberty of the activities without worrying about what he wants to do

𓆩♡𓆪 again, with ushijima, what he says is very much what he means. there's never some hidden agenda and he never tries to pretend to be anyone else when he's around you , unlike some guys might

𓆩♡𓆪 anyway , if you suggest doing something out of the ordinary, of course he is going to say yes ( so long as it's relatively safe)

𓆩♡𓆪 want to visit that random store y'all just drove by? sure.

𓆩♡𓆪 want to go ghost-hunting the middle of the night ? okay.

𓆩♡𓆪 wake up one morning and decide you want to try camping in the jungle? ushi will see if he can book tickets to the amazon!

𓆩♡𓆪 he might not be the one to initiate these fun ideas but he's defo gonna go along with them as long as he gets to do them with you

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'I will try to win prices for my date at some of the stands, but I will fail miserably like I always do.'

𓆩♡𓆪 LMAOOO just imagining ushi trying to comfort you about failing at carnival game

𓆩♡𓆪 he puts his hand on your back and says, “The phoenix must burn to emerge.” and it's so ominous and philosophical sounding LMAO

𓆩♡𓆪 he thinks he's helping though , and he might be

𓆩♡𓆪 but yeah he doesn't mind watching you fail to get him prizes, he thinks its cute you're trying so hard actually

𓆩♡𓆪 determination in a partner is very important to him

𓆩♡𓆪 i like to think in my mind that as soon as ushijima tries his hand at a carnival game, he like.. immediately wins the grand prize with one (1) ring toss

𓆩♡𓆪 like bells and sirens are ringing, there is confetti, people are celebrating, the president apepears ???

𓆩♡𓆪 jkjk but i do think he would be concerningly lucky when it comes to things like arcade + carnival games

𓆩♡𓆪 and i hope he is because he would loveee to win to you one of the big plushies!! like the very big ones that are like almost the size of you

𓆩♡𓆪 that you have to carry around on your back

𓆩♡𓆪 like he doesn't understand why he wants to get it for you , he just does

𓆩♡𓆪 boyfriend instincts ig??

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for @nichupichu: i hope you see the vision. my second choice for you was kitaaaa.

[lowkeyremi]

MAYA MY SWEETS !! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و i wanted to pop in here and ask a lil question for yousss cuz im curious !!

do you have any selfships ?? if so, what are the shipnames ?? i wanna know all about them if you do !! <333

hey hey lene!! I usually don't talk about my selfships bc I think about being judged but yes I have some!! (I'll give my favs with whys then the others will just be the ship names <3)

MHA

MAYOTA (me and aizawa!!)

oh lord I could talk about him for HOURS. we have the same birthday which I absolutely love. I met him at a hero convention, which he didn't want to even go to, but present mic dragged him to it. He wasn't getting many at his booth but I stopped by because I was sooooo excited!!! (he is my favorite hero after all) He was surprised I knew so much about him bc he's an underground hero, but I have my ways hehe. I gave him my number and he told me not to get my hopes up. It didn't really matter because now there's a ring on mah finger :D

HAIKYUU

ATSUMAYA (me and atsumu)

We met at a college party. I came with my friend as a plus one. We hit it off pretty well even though Tsumu had one too many drinks. Out of nowhere he just blurts, "You look like my future wife." Of course I didn't say anything cuz I was trying to process that sentence. He tried to cover it up saying he was drunk out of his mind and didn't mean it. I was curious as to whether he meant it or not so I went along with it, "I guess that makes you my future husband."

MAYAJIMA (sounds so silly... me and ushijima)

I was studying abroad in Japan and he was impressed with my Japanese skills. Since he's a pro volleyball player he asked me to teach him English, so he'd be well equipped with helpful words and phrases. I am not a great teacher though so we both struggled lmaooo.

SATAYA (me and tendou)

We met in high school!! He's just so funny and my kind of person. Understands my humor and we both loved teasing Shirabu and Semi :3 I just know we'd get into all kinds of trouble. Also I taste test his new chocolate flavors!!!

MAYOOMI (me and omi)

Gosh I was a pest to him at first. Annoyed him to no end I tell you. It was unintentional in the beginning, but soon teasing and messing with him became my love language. I knew he was okay with it from the way his ears would turn red. Most of his face was covered by his mask but I could still tell when he was flustered. Did I mention he's blocked and unblocked my number on numerous occasions? Yeah he loves me lol.

KNY

TOMIYA (me and giyuu)

He's just too pretty and it was hard to talk to him bc I felt like I couldn't!! I approached him first (even though I was scared) and that's when we started talking. I thought we would end up being just really good friends but he was on the same page as me.

OBAYA (me and obanai)

I didn't really talk to him because he was closed off and close to mitsuri. When shinobu was treating me once; she was talking to someone I couldn't see who it was, but I knew the voice. (I was only half conscious) It turns out he'd come to see if I was alright after my mission. He started having Kaburamaru leave me little gifts he'd find during missions or make. One day when Kaburamaru had brought me something I gave the snake a love letter to give to Obanai.

JJK

MAYOSO (me and choso)

he wanted to kill me at first :((( cuz i'm just a human :(( BUT something about me just reminded him of what it's like to have a family which is why he kept me around and ended up falling in love. He liked that warm feeling in his heart even though he couldn't put a name to that feeling. (i'll give him a hint: it starts with an L and ends with an E)

NANAYA (me and nanami)

Nanami is such a sweetheart. We met on a dating app 0-0 yeah... he was lonely and I was too. I told him how I thought I'd end up getting catfished bc there was absolutely no way some as fine as Nanami would actually be interested in me! But yes, we go on many more dates after our first little dinner date.

Honorable mentions:

MAYASHA (me and sasha braus)

ERAYA (me and eren)

CONAYA (me and connie)

MAYANTA (me and sero)

MAYAKEN (me and draken)

MAYO (me and ryo kurokiba)

there are more I just can't think of them off the top of my head :P

[moririki]

⤷ CLUELESS

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI X READER -> 1.5K despite your best efforts to confess your feelings to the infamous stone wall, he never quite seems to understand

REQUEST -> n/a CONTAINS -> ushijima being fucking clueless lmaooo, reader stumbling around being awkward, tendo being a jackass in the best way, obvious pining MORI'S THOUGHTS -> this imagine is based off of monthly girls' nozaki-kun, which is a pretty good (and short!) anime i watched on netflix hehe. the dynamic just reminded me of ushi for some reason so this became a thing

WHEN YOU FOUND YOURSELF FALLING HEAD OVER HEELS FOR THE CAPTAIN OF A VOLLEYBALL TEAM, YOU DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. the two of you had nothing in common. the most you saw of him in a day was the brief glimpse of him before he headed into class. despite the fact that you could count the number of interactions that you've had with him on one hand, you were quick to develop feelings for the guy.

maybe you just had a type. he was tall, handsome, and quiet, but you were surprised that not many of the girls in your class gossiped about him. from what you knew about him, he mostly kept to himself or the volleyball team, with a very focused mindset accompanying him on and off of the court. the more that you knew about him only deepened your crush, to the point where it was getting unbearable to just admire him from afar.

while you felt like you knew the outcome before it started, you still decided to try your luck. today was the day of your confession.

"um, ushijima?" you tapped him on the shoulder hesitantly, stood next to his desk. he turned to you, face stoic as always. now or never. don't give away the fact that you're sweating bullets, you reminded yourself. your hands were balled into tight fists, nails digging into your palms as you felt your mouth open and close a few times with no sound coming out. fuck.

ushijima's face was blank, offering neither support nor disdain. well, the lack of outright disgust was always a good sign.

"i just wanted to say that i, uh.." you trailed off, resolve crumbling underneath the powerful gaze of ushijima. what were you thinking? you couldn't tell him how you felt, but you couldn't just slowly destroy yourself keeping it from him. might as well get it over and done with. "i want to be around you!" you ended up blurting out. and once the dam broke, more and more words started to spill past your lips.

"i've always admired you and how dedicated you are to volleyball, and i want to be around you more- and it's because i-" you finally hesitared at that, feeling your face flame up when confronted with the three little words which would change everything. but ushijima must have assumed that you had finished talking because your chance to confess had disappeared.

"i'm glad that you feel that way, y/n." ushijima's facial expression was still stern, but you perked up at his words nonetheless.

"you do?" you sounded breathless, eyes wide after you had just exposed exactly how you felt to your long-standing crush. ushijima nodded encouragingly, and you could feel a ringing in your ears as you begaj to think that you were dreaming. this was simply too good to be true, and you felt so lightheaded that you could float away with the lightest gust of wind.

"to confirm your position as manager you're going to have to fill out a form, but you can join practice tomorrow." you blinked, feeling yourself crash back down to earth when ushijima continued to speak.

"wait, what?" ushijima then looked at you in confusion.

"did you not just ask me to be a manager?" you hesitated, struggling internaly as to whether you should confess, again. but your cowardice won, and you sighed, nodding.

"i'll see you tomorrow."

the plasticky squeak of trainers hitting gymnasium floor welcomed you, and you steeled your nerves before stepping through the doors and being welcomed by the bright lights. you squinted as the glare hit you, hands holding onto your arms in an attempt to pull yourself together.

the sound of a volleyball being spiked into the floor harshly grasped your attention, and you watched in awe as the shiratorizawa volleyball team began to warm up. ushijima had just delivered that terrifyingly fast spike, and you felt a blush rise to your face as you saw how concentrated he was. cute.

"oh, hello!" a singsong voice and accompanying face invaded your senses, and you squeaked in surprise, taking an involuntary step back. the red-headed boy grinned at you, his frame towering over yours. "are you the new manager?" you nodded once, eyes darting past him to look at ushijima again. the ace still had his attention trained onto the court, despite the racket his teammate was causing. you sighed when you realised that your crush hadn't noticed you come in, and your action caused the redhead in front of you to narrow his eyes shrewdly.

"tendo, get back to practice!" a second voice called from the court. another guy with grey hair was stood there with his hands on his hips, staring at the male in front of you expectantly.

"coming, semi-semi!" tendo sang, offering you a cheery wave before running back. you were glad that there was at least one friendly face in the gym, though you had to fend for yourself now.

considering the fact that you had minimal support and nobody else to show you the ropes, you had actually picked up rather quickly on how to be a semi-decent manager. you fell into a rhythm over the next few weeks, filling up water bottles and preparing towels for the sweaty players. at least your failed confession had led to you taking part in a club that would look very good on your college applications.

another positive from this whole experience was the fact that you had gained two new friends, who went by the names tendo and semi. it was almost embarrassing at how quickly they figured out your crush for their team captain- semi tried to flirt with you, and tendo cackled as you stuttered out a rejection for his advances. next thing you know, one instinctive glance in ushijima's direction had tendo unraveling the entire mystery as to why you had signed up for a position as manager.

of course, the two assholes found the whole situation hilarious at your expense. however, you couldn't find yourself holding a grudge against the boys when they offered to act as your official wingmen. as for the very reason why you had joined the team, things were going about as well as you could expect. while he made no indication of going out of his way to talk to you, ushijima would gladly return any conversation that you struck up when handing him his water bottle or towel. he'd then return to practice promptly, help to lock up the gym, and then leave with not much in terms of a second glance. it was unsurprising behaviour, but still disheartening to say the least.

that's how you found yourself ranting to tendo during the team's five-minute break, with the boy watching your frustrated face in amusement.

“i just- i can’t believe that i talked myself into being a manager! all because of a crush! a crush that doesn’t even realise that i like him!” you placed down the towel that you just folded in frustration, and tendo couldn’t stop a giggle escaping his lips.

“look, that’s just how he is.” the redhead attempted to console you, giving you a pat on the arm. “he’s difficult to read, and he never talks about his emotions. besides, i don’t think he’s ever had a crush before.”

you sighed, nodding in defeat.

“yeah, yeah. i get it.” tendo’s focus drifted from your face to behind you, and he was quick to sling an arm around your shoulder.

“speaking of the guy...” he muttered to you under his breath. you turned to see the captain approaching, his brow slightly knitted. you smiled as best as you could, offering him a water bottle.

“bye, sweetie,” tendo cooed at you, shooting you a painfully obvious wink that had you blushing and looking down at your shoes. now it was just you and ushijima, the latter being as silent as ever. you coughed once, peeking up at his face.

“you spiked well today.” ushijima nodded once, a small smile spreading across his face. the motion had your heart swelling.

“thank you. you’re a very good manager.” you laughed, mostly to hide your blush and just at how ironic this entire situation was.

“thank you.” you smiled up at the man, and that was the end of your interaction. you watched his back as he returned back to the court, going so much further away from you. tendo shot you two thumbs up and received a slap on the back of the head from semi, and that made you giggle.

hell, even if you got here under circumstances that weren’t in your favour, you wouldn’t trade it for the world. something about getting to watch ushijima perform in his element every day was enough to keep your crush going, reciprocated or not. besides, who knew how the guy really felt after all?

your daydreaming had you staring off into space as the coach blew a whistle to mark the return to practice, and a pair of olive eyes tore themselves away from you to focus back on the court.

you had been paying attention to his spikes, after all.

back to the counter - ,, 💐 ·˚ ༘ ꒱

[215-luv]

Hi👋🏼 I love your work and could I request the hq boys s/o getting flirted with in front of them? With bokuto, ushijima and anyone else you would like to add if you want. 💜 ✨thank you ✨💜

BOKUTO, USHIJIMA, AKAASHI, OIKAWA AND KUROO WHEN THEIR S/O IS GETTING FLIRTED INFRONT OF THEM

a/n: thank you so much darling! i apologize if this was a bit late, i hope you love it! <3

BOKUTO

mans is clueless of what even is happening infront of him

he just goes, “??? huh?”

kind of like, is this person really flirting with my s/o? infront of me?

it takes him a whole ten seconds before snapping back to reality, never afraid of being overly exaggerated

“OI! GO AWAY! THEY’RE MINE! LOOK!”

he proves his statement right by snaking his arm around your waist, pulling you impossibly close to him while he glares at the dude whom just tried to flirt with you

“hmph!” *angry bokuto noises*

USHIJIMA

he honestly wouldn’t want to meddle with your own problems so he probably just stood there beside you, waiting for you to reject the dude who’s sending you pick up lines

though it irks him to know that the dude doesn’t shut the fuck up at all

your boyfriend’s eyes started to swirl with annoyance, protectively taking you under his wing as he calmly handles the situation

“i’m afraid your actions are out of hand. please leave my s/o alone. you’re being oblivious.”

shivers

AKAASHI

even with the interruption of your date, he tries his best to be polite with the guy who’s currently asking for your number

keyword: tries

he watches behind you as the dude tries to win your heart in the most cringe way

you don’t notice how akaashi silently scoffs before rolling his eyes

he waits until the dude gives up

and unfortunately, there’s no sign of stopping

“excuse me”, your boyfriend stands infront of you, as if to shield you away from the stranger

“for the past minute, i see you’ve been trying to get my s/o’s number” he glares, “and i’m afraid to tell you sir, they’re already taken.”

OIKAWA

there’s no way he’s letting this guy even speak nonsense infront of you

you boyfriend was cluelessly staring at the guy approaching you, wondering what was it all about

until he hears a “hey, i think you’re really cute-“

you see where this is going?

and in an instant, oikawa has his body hovering you with his two arms hugging your neck and waist

“WELL I ALSO THINK THEY’RE CUTE!” he defensively says, most likely almost scaring the shit out of the dude lmao

oikawa pulls your body impossibly close before deciding to walk away then and there

with a sassy tone, your boyfriend takes you away with his last words, “WE NEVER ASKED FOR YOUR OPINION ANYWAYS!”

KUROO

maybe it wasn’t a good idea to flirt with you infront of him?

okay scratch that- it was never was a good idea

“you’re really gorgeous, i think i should take you out someday, what do you think, princess?”

god, no

kuroo is literally enjoying all of this, the smirk etched on his face while he’s watching the scene in amusement

with a smug look he says, “i think it would be great, hm?” turning to the guy who’s eyes are shining in hope

“why don’t you ask if they’re taken?”

of course, the dude asks, and before you could even reply, kuroo beats you into it

“oh, right! they’re taken!” he laughs like a hyena

then he hooks his arm around your waist, “let’s go babe, we don’t wanna be late for practice, don’t we?” then proceeds to walk out then and there

you saw the color drain from the dudes face LMAOOO

[ichigomis]

Heyu saw your brother hcs and it had me adgshsgshsvshsgsha i was wondering if you can do a part 2 with kita, akaashi, tsukki, kags and ushi thank you so much and continue being awesome -3-

HAIKYUU BOYS AS YOUR OLDER BROTHER

with: kita, akaashi, tsukki, kageyama, ushijima

notes: AHAHAHAHAH thank you nonnie !! you continue being awesome ( ˘ ³˘)♥

part one - part two

❊ KITA

wakes you up early in the morning by opening the mf curtains 😡

never believes in your "five more minutes" and just drags you out of your bed and onto the shower

gives you sht when you don't do your homework

though he does your share of household chores LIKE !!!!

he'd rather do your share than let the house be disorderly HAHAHAHAHA

checks up on you in school and always makes sure you eat your lunch, no matter how busy he is

his teammates and friends still don't believe you two are siblings because you're polar opposites

never steals your food, he's an angel

cooks for you when you're hungry 🥺

you're never afraid to confide in him because you know he'll never judge you and he gives the best advice

though he is super scary when he's angry! will stare at you like that stare he gives to suna but it's just like a hundred times scarier

is always worried about you about everything like he only wants his baby younger sibling to be happy !!

❊ AKAASHI

the. sweetest. please.

may have once done your homework for you when you were freaking out about it

buys you food when he goes out even when you don't ask

never leaves the toilet seat up WHAT A MAN

knows all your friends and you know his' too! (and yes, bokuto LOVES you)

BUT when he gets mad at you it's silent treatment for DAYS

he's the type of person you have to verbally apologize to, to clear the air because 1) he overthinks and thinks you're still mad at him and 2) he doesn't talk to you at all 😭

gifts with him are easy, just get him the latest book from his favorite author and christmas is all set

finds himself ranting to you at 2 in the morning when he's feeling overwhelmed while you eat chips or ramen

he scolds you for it after

just really very sweet and treats you like a baby sometimes, you've got yourself a really great ally for life honey :')

❊ TSUKKI

never closes your door when he comes into your room grrrr

hides your food when you piss him off !!!

a snitch, he will tell your parents you broke the fridge after he promised not to tell

but don't worry you snitch on him too :D

you'd rather go to akiteru for help with your homework than him

which he actually really hates bc like ?? he's the one at home just ask him??

volunteers to help you with school work in the guise of mocking your grades

there is at least one video of the two of you as kids where he throws you to a pool or shoves you in the playground lmao

and there's a picture of him with a slight black eye from when you punched him as kids

though he is such a great person to rant to

y'all can be salty together it's actually therapeutic

will side-eye the people who fought with you so bad they get scared and apologize the next day

❊ KAGEYAMA

tried teaching you volleyball once and it did not turn out well

he shouted at you by instinct and you shouted back and it was just a whole mess

your family had to stop the two of you from punching each other LMAOOO

you had to help him with his homework after your parents forced you to so like just imagine that

NEVER DOES HIS LAUNDRY like he has a big pile of his used clothes in his room

sometimes when he buys milk in the vending machine he gets one for you too

though most times he gets lazy to look for you so he just drinks it for himself HHAHAHHA

surprisingly lets you put random things like hair ties and clips on his hair ??

growing up with him is like a never-ending competition

you two once had a competition on who could eat the spiciest ramen and well, long story short, it's still going on until this day

❊ USHIJIMA

sneaks in snacks for you when you lock yourself in your room

no one would dare confess their feelings for you because they're so scared of your brother hhhh

people call you "ushijima wakatoshi's younger sibling" almost everywhere 😭😭😭

i mean ur brother is one of the top aces in the country

BUT STILL, IT GETS KINDA ANNOYING

"borrows" some of your things and forgets he ever did... (:

arguing with him is crazy tho like he hits you straight with the facts and you're there like ??? i just wanted my pen back ???

he will DEFEND you to your parents like he's the no. 1 person who's got your back

tho he will have a little chat about what you may have done wrong afterward but he'll do it privately

super supportive !!

will walk/drive you to wherever you need to go if it's something you're doing for yourself like training or the spa or whatever

will invite you to go jogging with him sometimes just to catch up,, though he leaves you behind when you... don't catch up...

» m. list

[savoryscribbles]

How the Haikyuu Boys React to Having an S/O Who Takes Really Hot Showers

a/n: wanted to write, and I had an idea but idk I don't have like who they would really like react in my head, more of just the prompt. It's here if anyone wants to write about it! @ me so I can read it please!!! These are shit and shitty btw

Parings: Kiyoomi, Bokuto, Atsumu, Ushijima x Gn!reader

Warnings: nudity, not even remotely sexual tho, just bois being considered, this is so trash, take my keyboard away from me. It was hard to avoid making the skin tone ambiguous so I have a headcanon for both dark and light skin tones, if that wasn't the right move or if I messed up any wording let me know so I can change it!

Tags: fluff

Here's my masterlist btw

Kiyoomi:

I hc that he also takes extremely hot showers too, like to the point where his skin is bright red.

So surprise surprise, when you two shower together for the first time, he claims it's "to cold," even tho it's like 100 degrees Fahrenheit (37 Celsius)

If ur a lighter skin tone, you both come out looking like ripe tomatoes lmaooo.

If ur more darker, he probably envy's how your skin looks unaffected, even if you very much feel the aftermath of the shower

Ur the "hot couple" in more ways than one now lololol

Bokuto:

Boy is worried for you.

[if you're white/ have light skin] he sees you come out of the shower all red, and doesn't know what to say.

[if you have darker skin] he won't be able to see the aftermaths, and he doesn't seem like the type to wonder "hmm their skin is a lot warmer than usual, I wonder if they take really hot showers." But when he gets in the shower after you start it, he screams, like full on, high pitched screams.

All in all, he's just worried, every time you get out of the shower he's like "omg are you sure you're okay? Like have you considered turning the temp down?"

Atsumu:

Another boy who's screams when he steps into the shower you prepared for the both of you.

Yells at you to make it colder. Haha, not happening

Refuses to shower with you until you make it colder.

Ushijima:

He's just... confused

He'll be like "you know you can turn ur down right?" And you go "mhm" and carry on your day.

Let's you continue to take your hot showers, but doesn't want to join you

Like if you ask him nicely, he'll indulge you, but on his own accord? Nah

[nice-kill-tanaka]

Hi! I saw that your requests were open! So could I request character headcanons (with Asahi, Kuroo, and Ushijima) Where the reader is on a date with her boyfriend, but since she’s a bit short they think she’s being blackmailed or kidnapped? Like the people think the Haikyuu boy is from the mafia or something, and how each of the boys will react. Tysm, plz take your time :)

Totally bud! Very interesting concept, so it kinda got away from me lol

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🌄Asahi, Kuroo, & Ushijima + A BIG Misunderstanding🌌

Summary: These boys never seem to make the best first impressions. So, what happens when their S/O, a generally unassuming figure, hangs around them in a situation a little too suspicious for anyone’s comfort?

A/N: Kuroo is now my favorite character to talk about lmaooo

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🐻Asahi Azumane🐻

I’m gonna preface this by saying: With time, most people realize that you’re the most likely one to be part of some dangerous gang or mafia

This is for two reasons:

1) You had an almost concerning protective streak over your boyfriend (Which, can people really blame you?)

2) Said boyfriend would cry over a mosquito he accidentally killed

But, the reason you guys worked was because you both had qualities the other person could use a little more of

Asahi was sweet, gentle, and a little glass-hearted. He took a lot of consideration for the people around him, and hated when he accidentally made others uncomfortable

You did try to bring out his more assertive side! But, until then, you were perfectly fine with compensating for his timid nature

And that’s actually what you were doing now!

You and Asahi were trying to get to an apparel shop you both liked for a quiet date

Emphasis on trying

The mistake you both ended up making was going out on the busiest, most crowded day in Miyagi

You were convinced that half the people on the streets didn’t even live here

But, the amount of people crowding the area wasn’t necessarily what pissed you off. You could handle yourself perfectly fine for how unassuming you looked

No, it was the fact that the sea of people around you and your boyfriend insisted on pushing Asahi around, indiscriminately bumping into him and making him even more anxious in the crowd

You decided to forgo reprimanding the rude people in favor of comforting your boyfriend and getting him away from the situation. He was starting to shake while his breathing got shallow and his footsteps stuttered

You squeezed Asahi’s hand and put his arm around your shoulders, bringing his full attention to you

“I think there’s a cafe in that alleyway over there! We can go there and ride things out if you want?”

“Hm? Oh- yeah, we can do that!”

Asahi leaned down, pressing his lips to your forehead before whispering: “Thank you…”

Just for good measure, you gripped the back of Asahi’s jacket so you could effectively lead him to the alleyway you spotted

Though…the position you were in did look a little awkward, especially with the occasional stumbles you both made

From the outside looking in, it kind of looked like Asahi was manhandling you. A bit roughly at that

It wasn’t exactly clear whether or not you were okay. You were just so small compared to that guy, anything could be going on right now. And the guy with the goatee did look kinda shady from the beginning

Before you made it to your destination, you felt a sharp tug on your arm. You were pulled about six feet away from Asahi to face a middle aged woman, concern etched all over her face

You kept from lashing out right away, asking questions felt like the better first action

“Ma’am, what are you-“

“Hon, are you alright?? Is that man bothering you?”

The woman’s voice came out in a harsh, frantic whisper, eyes darting from you to Asahi, who had just found out where you had gone

You stood confused for no less than ten seconds before excusing Asahi to wait for you at the cafe

“I- Why-…I’m sorry, but what are you talking about??”

“If you need help, just tell me. There’s a police station nearby! Wherever he’s taking you, you don’t have to go with him.”

Your exact facial progression as you realized what the woman was talking about: 🤨😯😨😓

Huh???

You had forgotten that so many people saw Asahi as a threat. Sure, he was a big guy, but his demeanor was so small? Were you just too used to being around Asahi? How many people thought what the woman in front of you did and were just too scared to say anything?

“Ah…yeah, no. That’s my boyfriend. He gets really disoriented in crowds, so he latches onto me when he gets too anxious.”

After multiple “Are you sure?”s from the woman, she finally dropped the issue, wishing you a good afternoon

When you finally made it back to Asahi, you pressed your nose to his and gave him a short, soft kiss while he was hunched over

Flustered and confused, Asahi looked at you with big, worried eyes

“Hi…what was that back there? Was there something wrong?”

You thought for no more than two seconds. It would be best not to ruin his mood for now.

“Nah, someone just wanted to sell me something.”

“Oh, okay! Should…we go now?”

“Yeah! I heard there’s some good pastries at this place too.”

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🐈‍⬛Tetsurou Kuroo🐈‍⬛

Let’s not kid ourselves here, Kuroo has always been a shifty-looking person

The height, the slinky figure, the eyes, the smirk that showed itself far too often for anyone’s comfort

The man is already a capitalist for christ’s sake, just make his work illegal and you’ve got the calculating right hand of a mafia boss 😐

Perception is not always reality. We know that. Kuroo knew that. But, despite everything. Despite the preaching of way too many fictional coming of age stories, first impressions matter

First impressions were how Kuroo miraculously ended up with two separate inaccurate reputations from high school:

“Nekoma’s #1 Garden Tool”

And “Mega-Douche-3000”

How you and Kuroo ended up in each other’s lives is nothing to brag about, but you both found it interesting enough to chuckle when either of you randomly recalled it

You and Kuroo were promoted to equal positions in different departments around the same time. You knew of Kuroo. You knew of his mixed bag of relationships with his coworkers. Some found him suave, some found him smarmy

But, upon seeing his style of communication and efficient work pace, you found it hard to care about secondhand rumors. He was intelligent, ambitious, and a very good code-switcher (he could adapt to almost every person in the room in a conversation)

But, Kuroo’s relationship with you was always a bit different. Neither of you had anything to gain or lose from each other, but you kept ending up in the same board room. With no appearances to keep up around someone who can neither help nor hurt you, there was nothing left to do but vibe when you happened to sit next to each other and converse

Kuroo quickly found out why you were promoted to a similar position as him. You didn’t always know everything, but you never had a problem finding information. You were personable in the smooth, witty sense, keeping up a chill front until you could drown your anxieties in coffee. And you had little to no problems managing your employees like a well-oiled machine

You matched Kuroo’s wit shot-for-shot, and you soon revealed to each other what dorks you both were. Your banter was that of twelve-year-old boys

But, having this special relationship apart from your coworkers quickly turned into tension. Thick, hot, and noticeable enough for the people around you to start talking

They would see you and Kuroo on your coffee breaks, talking alarmingly close to each other as Kuroo stood over you, a hand on the wall above your head

They would notice when you made visits to each other’s cubicles, whispering something unintelligible into the other person’s ear before earning a flick on the forehead or a jab in the side from the latter

OooOOH you wanna kiss each other SO BAD just DO IT

Unfortunately, here’s where a third, more serious rumor comes in

See, there’s this bar that Kuroo goes to that’s closer to the outskirts of the city, where the crime rate is just a bit higher than the rest on the area

Organized crime, to be exact

And Kuroo does go to that bar an awful lot…

Your coworkers think Kuroo is part of the mafia is what I’m saying.

And when Kuroo finally invites you for a date at a bar (not even the one Kuroo usually goes to), that’s when they start getting worried about you

You were almost hyper-competent in the workplace, and intelligent enough to know when people were trying to take advantage of you. But…Kuroo was just so shady and imposing. And you were so small and easily targeted

Was agreeing to this date even of your own volition?? Did he have something on you? It’d be a shame if something awful happened to you if it were completely preventable

The day before the date, Kuroo had to leave the office early to help a friend whose name you’ve heard before

Something, something, “Kenma tried cooking for Chibi-chan”, something

This left you open to be confronted by your coworkers

Random people around the office, coworkers and employees alike, began dropping by your cubicle uncharacteristically frequently. And every single one of them asked about the same thing: You and Kuroo’s relationship

They asked what you thought about Kuroo, if you actually wanted to go on that date with him. They kept urging you to be “honest” with them, and that “if anything is going on, you can tell them. Kuroo-san isn’t here right now!”

You didn’t understand why they were using such a tone of voice with you, nor what they were talking about. They spoke to you like you were a suspected victim of blackmail or ab-

Oh

What?

That’s what they think is going on between you and Tetsurou??? They think he’s forcing you into this?

You quickly cleared up the situation:

“Look, I’ve worked with most of you for long enough to know that you were hired for a reason. You’re smart people. A lot of you are smarter than me. But, the collective lack of critical thinking in the room is giving me a migraine, so let’s get two things straight.”

“One: Kuroo is quite literally the most simple person I’ve ever met. The man’s got cunning while he works. But g u y s, he takes pleasure in showing off his new kitty-cat socks under board meeting tables. Do you really think he has the desire to do whatever illegal shit you think he’s doing??”

“Two: I swear on my nonexistent firstborn, my life isn’t interesting enough for someone to find blackmail I haven’t already reconciled with. Besides, I like Kuroo! He’s cool and he just happened to ask me out! I’m fine. So, you can stop wearing my voice out visiting my section every three minutes.”

You texted Kuroo right after you dismissed everyone to firm up your plans 👍🏽

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😑Wakatoshi Ushijima😑

Your boyfriend is a big dude. I know that. You’ve known that. And you wouldn’t be dating Ushijima if you were uncomfortable with that

But, your boyfriend is also a socially stunted dude

His large stature + his low, imposingly proper speech pattern + his prominent RBF = An unnatural amount of people going out of their way to avoid crossing Ushijima’s path

But, Ushijima himself could never seem to figure out why people actively avoided him

It wasn’t like it hurt his feelings or anything. He had better things to focus on. But, it was more the why of the behavior that kept Ushijima’s curiosity

You had actually met Ushiwaka himself at a national middle school tournament. And you both were from different prefectures

But, despite such polarizing situations, Ushijima managed to catch you playing as the captain of your team

“Small, but mighty. Respectable.” He noted to himself after watching for a minute. You weren’t exactly the star of the court, but it was clear that you played a vital role in holding things together

Ushijima managed to catch you right after your team won the match. Nothing important, just congratulating you and commending your skills

Now, admittedly, you were off put by how much older Ushijima looked at the time. At least, compared to you. But, that initial shock faded into amusement once you realized the guy in front of you was bluntly, yet clumsily complimenting you

You found Ushijima interesting, especially for a supposed top spiker. So, you kept talking to him. Asking questions, laughing at his blank (Which you later found to just be subtle) expressions, and being endeared by his perfect honesty

To be honest, it was a joke at first. But, you ended up writing your phone number on a pamphlet for the convention center you played at, giving it to Ushijima before going back to meet your team

Imagine your surprise when he actually ended up texting you 🤩🤩🤩

“This is Ushijima Wakatoshi, from nationals. You gave me your phone number?”

The rest is history! You and Wakatoshi ended up getting together in a cozy long-distance relationship, with you both finding comfort in having someone to talk to at any time with just a text or call

But, here’s the gag:

None of your high school teammates even know you’re in a relationship

They know that you’re always getting notifications on your phone during practice. But, you’ve always been conservative about your life outside of volleyball. Those texts could be anything!

But, in the interest of respecting their captain, they left any suspicions or questions they had alone

So, your third year rolls around and your team makes it to nationals again. And you find out that your boyfriend has made it too! 🥳

At that point, you actually hadn’t considered the fact that your team had no concept of your relationship with Ushijima. It just didn’t seem important or pressing. Especially with third year responsibilities weighing heavily on your schedule

So, when you snuck off to another part of the convention center after your team’s first victory, worries concerning you and your safety were raised alarmingly high among your teammates

Where’s Cap going???

With enough deliberation, your team appoints your poor little first year manager to follow your trail and find out why you ran off and where to

Eventually, he finds you near a Miyagi team by the name of “Shiratorizawa”, and they didn’t look very concerned about you hanging around as closely as you were. Did you know them? It seemed like you were waiting for someone though-

Oh Jesus-Fuck-Nuggets what is that

Titan Alert! TITAN ALERT !!!

Your manager almost pissed himself at the sight of a stone-faced, 6’2” behemoth approaching you from the direction of the bathrooms. You glanced at him, seemingly surprised (???) at the guy’s continental strides towards you

You said something to the man, too far for the shaky, shitty mess of a first year watching you to hear. And he seemed to say something back before quickly moving his hand to your face, caressing your cheek with his big-ass thumb

You looked shocked before coming to your senses and lightly swatting the man’s hand away, your expression similar to when you reprimanded your kouhai with a softer edge

Is this guy harassing you?? Who is he?? Is he Shiratorizawa’s coach or something?? Are you okay???

“H-hey!!”

You perked up at the familiar voice coming in your direction, pulling your attention away from getting Ushijima to stop fretting over the floor burn on your cheek

“Huh? Mikami? What are you doing so far from the team?”

“You know him?”

Mikami frantically cut off your coming response to your boyfriend, sweating like a sinner in church:

“(Y/n), are you okay?! I can go get security if something’s wrong?? O-or not!! I…I can fight I think…?”

You stared incredulously at your manager before you put the pieces of his misunderstanding together in your head. You chuckled:

“Oh man, I thought you went crazy for a second, kid…”

You amusedly cleared up the situation, explaining your relationship to Mikami. Whom of which, was getting more and more ashamed as he realized his mistake

Once everything was properly explained, you sent Mikami off so everyone else wouldn’t get worried about you or him. And you were about to cut your meeting with Wakatoshi short too, until he delicately grabbed your hand before you walked away

His eyes were unsure, the first sign of such an emotion that you’ve ever seen in him

“(Y/n). You know that I would…never try to hurt you. Right?”

You looked back at Wakatoshi, endeared by his carefulness. You kissed the tip of his nose:

“Of course. You wouldn’t hurt a fly.”

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[🌌 There you go bud! That’s one set of headcanons for the road. Hopefully it lasts for a while, but if it doesn’t, feel free to come back! I’d be thrilled to see you again.🌄] —Reagan

[myherowritings]

Hey There, Roomie

— After being set up on a bad date with Ushijima, he insists on walking you to your doorstep. Not wanting him to know where you live, you lead him to Iwaizumi’s apartment and pretend Iwaizumi is your roommate. 

pairing: iwaizumi hajime x reader word count: 4.0k genre: college/university au, fluff warnings: mentions of drinking, language, secondhand embarrassment, suggestive comments at the end, oikawa is meddlesome, awkward but cute confessions™!!

a/n: ur bad date is with ushiwaka ok i’m sorry he’s a nice guy but i had to make it someone HDJSJS,, also this is based on real life events except my friend who lived in an apartment near me isn’t cute like iwa-chan :( LMAOOO i hope u enjoy reading!!! xx sof

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“I assure you, you don’t have to walk me to my apartment.”

“It’s not a bother. I insist.” 

“No, it’s fine.” Although you tried to keep a smile on your face, you were certain it looked more like you were baring your teeth at him. “Really. You don’t have to do that.”

Ushijima shrugged. “I told you, it’s no big deal.” 

Your grin turned into a grimace as you stepped outside the car and headed towards your apartment complex. You managed to grit out, “Great. Thanks.”

A friend from your class had told you they had a friend of a friend who saw an Instagram post of you and thought you were cute. After they showed you a picture of him, you said the same. Little did you know it would lead to a mess of a date set up by said friend. 

The date was at a karaage chicken place and it was filled with the most uncomfortable silences you had sat through since office hours with a professor who you were sure hated you. Ushijima was nice enough and it wasn’t the worst date ever, but the two of you just did not click. You figured it was partly your fault for agreeing to meet with him despite not having a single clue about his interests and never having talked to him once, but it was too late to undo it now. 

He was a gentleman, at least. Offered to pay, held your seat out for you, drove you to your apartment complex, and, now, was trying to walk you to your doorstep. 

The thing was, you did not want him to know where you lived. 

You didn’t get red flags or feel threatened by any means, but having a guy you went on one uncomfortable date with know your exact address wasn’t really something that sat well with you. You’ve heard enough college horror stories to be wary. But, you didn’t have the heart to tell him explicitly not to walk you home… So the only solution? 

Head to your friend’s apartment in the same complex instead.

“Do you know where you’re going?” asked Ushijima, examining you as your eyes darted around from building to building. 

You’d been to Iwaizumi’s apartment before, but that didn’t stop you from looking lost and confused in this maze of houses. And it didn’t help to have Ushijima’s semi-condescending gaze on you the whole time. The worst part was, you were almost certain he didn’t even mean to be condescending— He just was. To you, at least. It definitely rubbed you the wrong way during the date. 

“Yeah,” you laughed, walking past your apartment, “of course I know where my own apartment is.” 

Iwaizumi’s place was just a few buildings north of yours, which you were quick to remember after catching sight of your place. You briefly wondered if he would be home on a Friday night, but quickly decided it wasn’t important. It’s not like you would be entering his house anyway. In fact, if all went well, he might never even know you were outside his apartment to begin with. 

The plan was to have Ushijima drop you off at the doorstep (since he so unwaveringly insisted that he had to and it was no trouble for him to do so), tell him goodbye, fumble with your bag to “look for your keys” as he walked off, then—when he was out of sight—dash to your apartment and lock yourself in your bedroom for the remainder of the night. 

A foolproof plan. 

“Well, we’re here!” you chirped, standing outside Iwaizumi’s door labeled 237E. You whirled around to face Ushijima. “Thanks for walking me. See you around!” 

“Of course.” He nodded but made no move to leave. 

Your smile wavered. Was he waiting for you to enter your house safely? If he didn’t seem so innocent, it would’ve been incredibly creepy. 

“Err,” you drawled, ruffling through your bag. “I’m just finding my keys. You can leave now; I don’t want to keep you any longer!” 

“It’s not a problem.”

Your right eye twitched. What did he think could possibly happen in the time it took you to unlock your door and enter? While it was sweet—in a very suffocating way—it wasn’t what you wanted. After the bad date that was disappointing for the both of you, you expected him to eat his food and dip. Not see you all the way into your house despite the fact that, deep down, he’d much rather be in his own home. It was domineeringly kind.

Didn’t he understand how stressful this could be for someone? His obliviousness was overbearing, but you supposed you couldn’t blame Ushijima when you didn’t verbalize your discomfort to him. 

“Everything okay?” he asked for what felt like the fifth time that night. 

You chuckled nervously. “I guess I…can’t find my keys?” Looking at him sheepishly, you scratched the back of your head. “But, my roommates will probably be home soon! Or, they might be here now. I’ll just ring the doorbell when you leave!” 

Ushijima blinked. “Why not ring the doorbell now?” 

“R-Right,” you stammered, unsure whether you wanted to rip your hair out or cry in frustration. Maybe both would be good. “That’s smart. I can do that.” 

He looked at you expectantly. 

You winced, bringing your pointer finger to the white button of the doorbell. Before you even had the time to gather the courage to press it, the door swung open suddenly, startling you enough to let out a small yelp.

“Ah—! Iwaizumi!” you cried, eyes wide as you stared face to face with your very confused-looking friend. He glanced between you and Ushijima with a questioning expression, but you rambled on before he could say anything. “Hey there, roomie!” You batted your lashes, pleading with him to play along. “I forgot my keys again.” 

Iwaizumi’s face displayed a look of pure confusion and you were certain he must never have gotten any acting awards when he was younger. His expression became even more puzzled when you wiggled your way inside the door, standing snugly next to his side. 

After an awkward silence, you continued again, “Well, thanks for walking me Ushijima-san! And thank you for the date. Maybe I’ll see you around.” 

If he noticed anything suspicious going on, he didn’t show it. Instead he simply nodded and wished you a goodnight. 

Yup, there was definitely no chance of Ushijima wanting to ask you out on a second date. Not that you were complaining. 

You shut the door—the door to an apartment that wasn’t even your own, mind you—and let out a sigh of relief. With your eyes closed and your back resting against the wall, you momentarily forgot you were standing in the entrance of Iwaizumi’s living room. That was, until you started feeling his heavy gaze on you. 

Gulping at the intensity, you cracked your right eye open ever so slightly. “Yes?” you asked innocently.

“Yes?” repeated Iwaizumi incredulously, voice raised in exasperation. “You want to explain what just happened here?” 

You had a sudden interest in your shoes as you shuffled in place. Iwaizumi was your friend and someone you considered yourself semi-close to— Comfortable enough to hang out with regularly and talk with almost every day, but not someone that you confided in with no qualms. And definitely not someone close enough for it to be normal to show up at his place unannounced. You were much closer to his best friend, Oikawa, but that was largely due to him finding out you had a big crush on Iwaizumi a number of months ago and feeling the need to tease you endlessly. Apparently, nothing brought people together like relentless goading. 

“Another bad date,” you answered with a noncommittal tone. “A friend set me up with that guy you saw, Ushijima, and the date was so awkward.” 

He folded his arms across his chest, pulling his white t-shirt snug around his biceps. You tried not to let your eyes bug out of their sockets at the sight. “And yet you let him bring you home?” 

“I couldn’t say no! I tried dropping hints but he just didn’t get it.” You looked up, a sheepish half-smile on your face. “But I was smart enough not to bring him to my apartment. Hence why I came here. Roomie.”

Iwaizumi let out an exasperated half-chuckle, half-sigh as he motioned for you to come further inside. You slipped off your shoes at the doorway and followed him into the living room, taking a seat on the couch next to him. He rested his arm against the headrest of the sofa and you were consciously aware of his hand mere inches behind your head. 

“Are your other housemates here?” you asked, curious as to why there wasn’t the usual amount of chatter and rage gaming from inside their respective rooms. 

He shook his head. “They’re all back at their hometowns for the weekend.” 

“And poor Iwa-chan is home all alone on a Friday night instead of out partying with friends?” you teased, reaching over to pat the top of his head mockingly. 

Glaring at you for the nickname, he lightly swatted your hand away. “You’ve been spending too much time with Oikawa. His shittyness is rubbing off on you.” There was the slightest hint of amusement in his voice to let you know he was only joking. “And being home alone is better than being stuck with a bad date.”

“Ouch,” you cried, crossing one leg over the other and sticking your tongue out at him. “Yeah, sure, I would rather have been curled up in my bed than go on that date— But you didn’t have to call me out like that.” You pouted. “At least I got free food, I guess.” 

He rolled his eyes with a snort. “If you were uncomfortable, you could’ve called me to come pick you up.”

Despite his gruff voice, there was a look of concern on his face. His eyebrows were furrowed and the corners of his mouth were downturned. Iwaizumi’s offer made you feel warm in the stomach, even if you were sure he was just saying it out of courtesy.

“Or better yet,” he continued in a murmur, “don’t let your friends set you up on dates with guys you barely know, dumbass.” 

“Hey! Aren’t you and Oikawa the ones always telling me I need to go out and date more in the first place?” you said, huffing at his insult. 

They told you your college years were your prime dating years and you might regret not going out with a variety of people now. When else would you have the free time and the patience to date, anyway? That was part of the reason you agreed to blind dates and set ups, after all. If Iwaizumi was insisting you date around, that most certainly meant he didn’t reciprocate your feelings for him. Meaning, you had to get over him somehow before the hurt could kick in, even if that somehow included less than ideal fraternization. 

“I never said that,” he grumbled, shaking his head. “Why would I tell you to go on dates with other people? It was just Oikawa who said you should.” 

You blinked in confusion. “But you were there and you nodded in agreement.” 

He shifted his body to get a better look at you, a scowl on his face. “I did not. You were drunk and you probably thought my head was moving when it wasn’t.”

“Well, you were drunk too! Maybe your head was moving and you just didn’t know.” The lines between his forehead deepened and you laughed, unable to stop yourself from tapping the wrinkles with your ring finger. “Don’t think too hard; you might hurt your brain.”

“You really have been spending too much time with Shittykawa,” he said with a defeated sigh. “But whatever you think I said back then, it’s probably not what I meant. You shouldn’t date anyone unless you want to.” 

The thing was, you did want to date someone. Iwaizumi. You were just under the impression he didn’t want to date you. 

You shrugged. “What about you? Have you been dating people you don’t want to?” 

He shook his head. “No. I haven’t dated anyone recently,” he admitted, averting his gaze from you for the first time that night. “I actually...am interested in someone, though.” 

Your stomach dropped. Oh.

“But I don’t think they like me.” 

Trying not to show him the crestfallen expression on your face, you looked down at your lap. You had been mentally preparing yourself to accept that Iwaizumi didn’t have a crush on you like you had on him—you were ready to face the harsh reality—but you were not expecting him to tell you he liked someone else on top of that. That was just a double blow to your gut.

You forced out a laugh, hoping it didn’t sound too strained. “That’s silly. Of course they like you.” 

“I didn’t even tell you who it was.”

“Don’t need to,” you said diffidently, fingers toying with a loose thread on the blue sofa. “I already know. There’s no way someone wouldn’t like you back.”

Iwaizumi snorted disdainfully. “I wouldn’t be too sure about that. Them going on dates with other people and telling me about them after seems to be a solid indicator that they don’t.”

You froze, letting go of the string you accidentally pulled from the couch. Now, you wouldn’t say you were an overly optimistic person, but you still couldn’t help but think the situation he described was oddly familiar to yours. There was a large chance he was referring to someone else, but with the way you felt his smoldering gaze on your body, you wondered if maybe, just maybe, he could be talking about you. 

“Maybe they think you don’t like them so they’re going on those dates to get rid of their crush on you— But only because they thought you told them to do so! And, honestly, the dates probably aren’t helping at all on getting rid of the crush; it just makes it get even bigger and bigger as they realize they can’t like anyone the same way they like you and now they don’t know what to do,” you babbled, unable to stop the word vomit.

After processing the words that you had just uttered, you slapped your hands over your mouth to shut yourself up. That was a little more than you had originally wanted to say… Okay, a lot more. You winced. You wanted to subtly hint that you were talking about yourself, not be so obvious as to yell it out with a megaphone and have a blinking billboard pointing your way. 

Idiot, idiot, idiot.

You could only hope Iwaizumi was oblivious enough to let this whole thing go and assume that you were only speaking hypothetically. But he was smarter than that. You knew it. He may be a little dense when it came to romance, but even he couldn’t be dumb enough to misunderstand your conspicuous slip up. 

Your stomach churned as you awaited his response.

“So,” he spoke slowly, keeping his cautious regard on you, “Oikawa was right?” 

You blinked. That wasn’t the response you were expecting. But things just didn’t seem to go as planned today, you supposed. “What do you mean?”

“You do like me, then?”

“W-What? When did…” You gaped, trailing off as your throat tightened. “He told you that?” 

“A month ago, he told me he thought you might like me,” Iwaizumi admitted, a rosy red darkening the apples of his cheeks. “But that was before you started going on those crazy dates, so I figured he was wrong.” 

A cry of indignation escaped your lips as you heard the news. “Seriously?”

He nodded.

“No way!” you sputtered in disbelief. “He found out I liked you months ago— At the beginning of the school year! And then last month, Oikawa told me I should to get over you by going on a bunch of dates.” 

Your brows were furrowed and arms folded as you glared into the sky, wishing Oikawa were there so you could yell at him for making a fool of you. Iwaizumi caught your gaze with a disgruntled look of his own. 

“What on earth?” you groaned, burying your face in your palms.

“I’ll kick his ass the next time I see him,” Iwaizumi vowed.

“Please,” you muttered, a thousand thoughts racing through your mind. 

Oikawa knew you had a crush on Iwaizumi. Why would he tell him behind your back? And was Iwaizumi’s response negative? Is that why Oikawa told you to date to get over him? Trying to understand Oikawa’s thought process was enough to almost give you a headache. 

“But, wait,” said Iwaizumi quietly, effectively interrupting your train of thoughts. “Months?” 

You peeked at him through the cracks between your fingers. “Huh?”

“You said you liked me for months now? Since the start of this school year?” 

The heat rose to your cheeks in embarrassment. “T-That’s not the point—!” 

“Because I’ve liked you for a few months now too,” he interrupted before you could deny anything. Your eyes shot open as you stared straight at Iwaizumi, just now noticing the serious expression on his face. 

Was this a confession?

“Ever since that night we ditched our friends to stay inside and watch Godzilla instead of going to the party.” He shared a small, slightly sheepish smile with you as he recalled the memory. 

In the beginning of the year before classes had started but everyone had already moved into their respective apartments, Oikawa decided everyday of the week leading up to the first day of school would be a good day to get shit-faced drunk. It was fun for the first three days, but by day four you were getting worn out, and by day five, just the thought of consuming one more jello shot made you shudder. 

So when Iwaizumi—who you had then only recently realized you had a crush on—suggested you two sneak away to his empty apartment and watch some movies instead, you were more than happy to oblige. 

“I thought you looked...cute that night,” Iwaizumi managed, his voice gruff and tentative. “It was funny how you were scared by the movies even though it was hardly even horror.” He snorted at the recollection, hints of a grin playing on his face. “And I may have realized then that I had already started liking you.”

You bit the inside of your lip to keep your face from splitting into a beam. Your eyes were wide open, almost as if you were in a daze and were only dreaming the events of this night had happened. Iwaizumi shoved his hands in his sweatpants’ pockets, ducking his head to hide his delight at this situation.

“You like me too?” you asked breathlessly. There was still a tone of disbelief in your voice. 

He nodded. “Have for a while now. But I didn’t tell Oikawa about it until last month. And that’s when he said he thought you liked me back.” 

At his words, you visibly relaxed. So Oikawa didn’t blab about your crush on his best friend— Though, in all honesty, maybe if he had, you could’ve had a relationship with him sooner. You leaned your head back against the headrest of the couch with a sigh. “Then if he knew you liked me, why did he tell me to date other people that night we were all out drinking together?” 

“To piss me the fuck off.”

You laughed in surprise, not expecting Iwaizumi to sound so furious. 

“He probably wanted to get me to disagree with him, that dumbass,” he hissed, a scowl forming on his face. Even with his nose scrunched and forehead crinkled, you thought Iwaizumi was as handsome as ever.

“Maybe Oikawa thought you wouldn’t confess without his help so he wanted to push your buttons and make you jealous by seeing me date other people,” you said, chuckling at the audacity of this situation. 

Iwaizumi apparently didn’t share your amusement, since his scowl deepened. “I would’ve confessed without his unwanted help,” he grunted. But you knew he wasn’t too annoyed by his best friend. Oikawa never had any ill-intentions towards the two of you, and you both were aware of that. “I was a little jealous, though,” he admitted with flushed cheeks. “And I may have gotten a bit happier every time you told me afterwards that you didn’t like your date—especially tonight.”

You smiled shyly at him, only mildly embarrassed by the routine you two had picked up. Go on a date (usually prompted by Oikawa), wish your date was Iwaizumi the whole time, go home, message Iwaizumi about your bad date, repeat. But in today’s case, you went to him in person instead of texting. 

“But I was dreading that one night you’d message saying your date went well,” he said, hands balled up into fists and gaze downcast. “Or worse— Not message that night at all.”

Your expression turned somber as you realized that while you were casually dating around to try to get over Iwaizumi, he was there watching you go out with other people. A feeling of guilt spread through you as you bowed your head slightly, wishing you had taken the chance to tell him your feelings instead of trying to toss them aside. 

“Iwaizumi, I’m so sorry,” you said. “I didn’t even think about how it could be affecting you.” 

“Hey, it’s okay.” He placed his closed hand on the top of your head, making you look up at him. He nodded once. “You didn’t know. And Assikawa was the one pushing you to go on dates you didn’t want,” he said wryly, though his tone was more amused than bitter. “But maybe now you don’t have to keep going on those bad dates anymore.” 

Your heart skipped a beat at his words. Was he offering—?

“Y’know,” he said, “if you… If we…”

“Went on a date?” you completed, hesitant but hopeful. “With each other, I mean.”

“Yes. With each other.” He held his breath. “What do you think?”

After a beat of silence, your face split into a grin. You practically jumped off the couch in excitement, bouncing towards Iwaizumi to tackle him into a hug. He let out a surprised grunt, but caught you in his arms nonetheless.  

“I think you could’ve saved me loads of wasted nights if you had asked a month earlier!” you laughed, burrowing your face into his chest— His very strong, very muscular chest that had no business being this comfortable. “To think all this time I could’ve been going on dates with you instead of random people I end up blocking a day after?”

His right hand rested between your shoulder blades while his left was lightly cupping the back of your head. He chuckled and you felt the vibrations through his thin t-shirt. 

“We’ll have plenty of time to make up for it now,” he said, voice warm and inviting. “We can catch up on dates this whole weekend. Or just rewatch all of Godzilla again.” 

“That sounds like the perfect date weekend.” The grin on your face never left as you stayed tangled in his arms. “And your roommates aren’t back until Monday, hmm?”

He titled his head down at you to see your expression, the corner of his mouth quirked upward as he smirked. “Yup. They’ll be gone all weekend.”

You two exchanged knowing looks, causing you to wiggle your eyebrows suggestively and make him laugh. His ears turned red and when you pointed it out he got even redder. You smiled at each other as you held him even tighter. 

It didn’t matter what you two would be doing this weekend. All you cared about was getting to spend more time with Iwaizumi.

“Then we most definitely have a lot of catching up to do.” 

[blahkugo]

𝟕 ༒ 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔱 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔪𝔦𝔱 𝔞𝔡𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔶

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wakatoshi ushijima — adultery / cucking

a/n: fucked around and made this kinda sad </3 that wasn’t in the plan but oh well

wc: 2.2k

tw: infidelity (obviously), exhibitionism / car sex, (1) forced orgasm, sadness (lmaooo)

“We can’t.”

It’s a phrase constantly crawling on the tip of your tongue—whispered beneath the flickering lights of club bathrooms or dimly-lit restaurant tables, sighed in grimy alleyways, and whined beneath stolen sheets. They’re words that exist everywhere, but always, always in the dark.

In the dark, it doesn’t feel so wrong.

“Stop it,” you hiss, swatting at the grabby hands on your hips. You ignore the fact that you allow his fingers to graze you for a second too long, pretend that his every touch is meaningless, does nothing to set your skin on fire or send your heart beating out of its cage.

Unapologetic and unyielding, it seemed ‘Toshi never quite understood the concept of personal space when it came to you. Even as kids, it was always welcomed; not once did you think him a nuisance. Not after a long night of too much tequila, when you crawled into bed together at age 17, not when you awoke the next morning enveloped in the larger man’s warm embrace, and not even when it happened again—and again, and again, and again.

‘Strictly sexual,’ you’d assert, huddled around a group of high school friends pressed for dirty details, but even then you didn’t believe it. Because the truth is plain as day: you’re in love with him.

But you are not in love with the ring on his left hand, four fingers down.

That same bejeweled digit grips your waist beneath the table right now, kneading and tickling at slick skin. He doesn’t look at you, doesn’t have to, because his hand knows you’ll be there. Always there, always trembling, while your eyes flit back and forth between the side of his head and the door—feigning innocence while knowing his wife is just a few rooms away.

“I said stop, ‘Toshi,” your voice betrays you, hitching with every tap of his fingers. Though he finally turns to meet your eyes, he doesn’t slow or halt his movements, just stares unblinking for a long while.

It’s a feat not many attempt—the art of the long, fixed stare—yet, Ushijima has perfected it. And it would drive you absolutely insane if you didn’t know that with the towering man, there is no deceit in that gaze; what you see is what you get.

“We’re leaving,” his words come slow, but stern. And before you can utter a word of disagreement, he’s already got his coat on, his keys clinking in the palm of his hands. He doesn’t bother with her, simply calls to the other room, “I’ll be back love.”

She doesn’t question it, never does, but if it’s because she doesn’t want to or he never gives her the chance, you’re not quite sure. Either way, you’ve decided you don’t have the time to care, because you’re already out the door and in his sleek, black Escalade before you can bat an eye.

The ride back to your place is silent, as much of your time is with Ushijima now. It’s not a terrible predicament, might even be comfortable, but you can’t deny the slight turn in your gut when you glance towards him.

Is it guilt? Is it knowing precisely what will happen the moment he halts the car in a shaded area—always a shaded area, even when the sun is down—and bores into you once more with those olive eyes?

Or is it just anticipation?

You know the truth too well to lie. It’s felt it in every clench of your thighs, every gaze at hulking biceps as one hand grips the steering wheel, and every slow inch of his free hand up your thigh. He rubs soft circles into the skin mindlessly, a motion he’s too used to doing to think immoral.

But it is, or it should be. Because Ushijima knows exactly how this is going to end, knows that same hand will be picking at forbidden fruit before long—delving into a sweet nectar even Adam and Eve wouldn’t dare lay a finger on.

“You can just let me out here,” you attempt to avoid the inevitable, only to be ignored. He walks you up to your apartment, always does. Ushijima’s a man of honor, after all. Shows honor to his teammates, to his body, to his poor, sweet wife waiting at home; he’s just so good like that, you know?

You’re not in love with your fingers when they’re a prickly green, clenched against the cold leather seat.

Once he parks in a tight corner, far from any night owl neighbor’s prying eyes, he finally turns to you again. Maybe it’s the moon, the soft wisps of light that seem to strike him at the perfect angles, or perhaps it’s the devil’s sweet temptation—the simple knowledge that he wants it too. You’re not quite sure, but you can’t help yourself anymore.

Not when you climb across your seat and into his lap, not when you wrap your arms around him and pull close, and especially not when you nuzzle into his neck, inhaling enough pine and patchouli—the cologne he’s been wearing since you complimented it so many years ago—to last you for years to come.

“Missed you,” you exhale into warm skin.

“I see you everyday.”

“Still missed you.” And though Ushijima doesn’t say much, his arms pull you in just a bit tighter—and it says enough.

Before you know it, your nuzzles become open mouthed kisses, frantically peppered across the golden skin of his neck. There’s not enough time, never enough time, to appreciate Ushijima for what he’s worth.

But you try your damned hardest, sucking the skin just hard enough to elicit sharp inhales, but never to leave marks of your worship. This is the devil’s game after all, tempting you just enough to become enamored while knowing he’s not yours.

When he wraps a hand around your neck to tug you away, your stomach drops with disappointment for a moment. This is it, the moment you’ve always dreaded; Ushijima’s ready to end this crime of passion and go back to being the dutiful husband he is. But he only uses the movement to smash your lips together, to situate his broad arms at your hips, your waist, the little dip at the small of your back.

Ushijima’s kisses are much like his presentation to the world—sturdy, unwavering, stable. He isn’t sloppy or especially fervent like you are, clinging to him with need. His makeouts are a reassurance, a tiny pocket of home. Still, his body seems to betrays that show of strength, goosebumps running up the sides of his arms as you graze them, chest heaving while his tongue runs across your teeth and settles into yours.

“Take it off,” he snaps the waistband of your sweats, watchful eyes roaming the small stretch of skin. It’s a simple command, one that you follow happily, wiggling out of your clothing with a few soft giggles.

Your hands dart beneath his shirt, lightly scratching at the solid muscle that seems to tense beneath your touch. “You too,” you murmur between pecks, and when he doesn’t comply, “please.”

As soon as his chest is visible, you’re on him. It’s a feeling you can never get enough of, the smooth expanse of his pecks beneath your lips, licking and suckling at any inch you can get your mouth on. It’s fun, addicting even, but ‘Toshi’s reaction is what truly makes it worthwhile.

His breath hitches all at once, legs stiffening beneath you as fingernails dig crescents into your waist. Experimentation in college taught you that if you lick at his nipples, he might even let out a soft moan or two. And the sound makes you keen with desire, even if it is a bit comical (who’d have known the big, Adonis of a man likes getting his chest played with?)

For a brief moment, you wonder if she knows, before quickly dispelling the thought. This is your time with him, and besides–

“Oh– fuck,” you whine, brought back by Ushijima’s long middle finger grazing your slit. “Again.”

This time, you don’t have to say please.

Despite the lack of space, he takes his time sinking his fingers into you and—given the length you’re about to be taking—you appreciate the deed. He works you open, pumping you with a single digit before adding another.

Those lithe fingers don’t let up until you’re shaking, gripping his shoulders, mumbling prayers and curses into his skin. Every circle at your clit makes you gasp, every squelch of his fingers curling inside your tight cunt only makes you wetter.

“Let go,” he whispers against the shell of your ear, waiting oh-so patiently, even as his cock strains against your ass. Once, when he’d drunk enough to become uncharacteristically vocal, he’d confessed his favorite feeling was your ‘warm hole clenching around him’ when you reached your peak.

It’s that sudden memory that makes you shake your head, exhaling a distressed ‘nuh uh’ while he continues pressing into you. Ushijima’s eyebrows furrow in confusion before he ticks his jaw, the thumb on your clit simply moving faster to expel—what he thinks is—a sudden burst of brattiness. “I said,” he presses at the spot that makes your stomach drop, “cum.”

“Wait- ah, fuck– fuck!” Try as you might, you can’t stop the wave of pleasure that washes over you, your toes curling, head resting on his shoulder to steady yourself as you ride out your high. All the while, his fingers never stop moving, free hand shifting to stroke at your sweat-soaked hair while you tremble and clutch at him with shaky arms.

When he finally lets up, you remove your face from the crook of his neck, looking to Ushijima once more only to find him staring. His eyes are glassy, pupils blown over so heavily with lust, it lights you with a fervor and—as is the hulking man’s usual effect on you—you find yourself unable to think before moving.

You’re frenzied, kissing him once more, carding fingers through his hair, and tugging hard enough to elicit sharp gasps. You’re never quite so aggressive with him, typically leaving the dominance of it all to your insatiable counterpart, but the guttural moan that leaves his lips when you unsheath him only spurs you further.

“I wanted to ride you,” you speak while lining his cock against your slick cunt, “wanted to feel you inside me before I came.”

And with that simple sentence, your little moment of power comes to a close. Ushijima sinks into you with one quick movement, stretching you in a way that makes your skin burn and your gut heavy. Your arms are quickly bound behind you by his own, used as mere handles to pull you down against him with every thrust.

Even as you cry out, faint mumbles mounting to incoherent wails, there doesn’t seem to be any sort of reprieve. The air is thick, humid, filled with Ushijima’s low grunts, subtle curses, and the ever-enticing command to ‘stop whining and fucking take it.’

You know he doesn’t typically speak this way, knows that he says it for you and you alone—that he loves the way it makes your eyes widen and your mouth slacken, thighs snapping closed as you attempt to hold off for just a bit longer. It never works, because he knows you just as well. Every inch of your body feels empty when his hands aren’t roaming them, when he isn’t tweaking a finger against your pebbled nipples or running a warm palm up the small of your waist.

“Close?” He grunts, throwing his head back against the seat, unrelenting in pace. You can do nothing but let out garbled responses, crosses between ‘God, yes,’ and disjointed cries of his name over and over again. “Go ahead,” it’s less a green light and more a command, “cum for me.”

His dirty words may be curated for you, but it’s always the honesty of his eyes that sends you over. With Ushijima, what you see is what you get, and you swear it’s love you see—pure, unadulterated, clear as day.

When you feel yourself beginning to peak, it’s his eyes, of course, that render you immobile. You can’t bring yourself to settle into the crook of his neck, to bite his shoulder or screw your face shut. There is nothing to do but to look at him—to try and master the art of the long, fixed stare as he has—and fall apart.

“Oh fuck– ‘Toshi,” your mouth can’t keep up with the pleasure washing over you, “fuck, fuck, fuck, I love you.”

They’re words you’ve never dared utter, not like this, but once they’re out you can’t seem to stop yourself. They become a mantra, a broken record, a prayer that perhaps he’ll say them right back to you. Again and again, riding out your high as you shake and tremble and exhaust yourself with the words. I love you. I love you. I love you.

But words called out in the dead of night mean nothing to the day.

[hyogonokitsune]

hii omg I've been trying to refind your blog n im so happy i have lmaooo i hope you're well and taking care of yourself!!

i have a request i don't mind if you make it a headcannon/drabble/story n I'm not sure what the character limit is so I'll suggest a few n you can choose - I like giving people somewhat freedom when they write.

okay so, take your pick lovely : tsukishima, kageyama, atsumu, hinata, kuroo, kenma, ushijima.. literally anyone that would destroy me one way or another aksgsakshgs.

the scenario could be like idk the more experienced guys try teach the others how to make a girl cum... or like kags and hinata/tsukki try see who can ruin their s/o first... if you have any other ideas go ahead

i have too many kinks to try include them lmao once again take your pick : dégradation, breeding, use of "puppy" or "kitten", choking, spit, sadism n masochism, praise, dumbification, overstim.. the list goes onnnnn

anyway okay that's me done im realising that's a lot but like i wanna give you a chance to experiment n write what you prefer. enjoyyy

I know I took a long time getting to this, so thank you for being patient!!

lesson -- kozume kenma x reader, kuroo tetsurou x reader

use of “kitten”, choking, spitting, praise, slight degradation, creampie

2900 words

Sex with Kenma was always good, but even several weeks into your relationship he still couldn’t make you cum. You had tried to reassure him that it wasn’t too big of a deal, you still had fun sleeping with him anyway. But his frustration with himself over not being able to do it only grew over time, and he eventually swallowed his pride and went to the one person he could confide in.

Kuroo’s suggestion was a little… unconventional. But your boyfriend’s desperation to satisfy you had convinced you to give it a shot, and so you found yourself in-between the two of them, undressed and equal parts nervous and excited.

“You okay with me here, kitten?” Kuroo’s low voice purred in your ear as he settled himself behind you, one arm wrapping around your waist to pull you flush against his chest. His skin felt warm against your back, and you could feel a flush creeping up your neck as his teeth lightly nibbled at your earlobe.

“Yeah,” you breathed out, voice barely above a whisper.

“Mm, good,” he hummed as his free hand traced along the inside of your thigh. “Want Kenma to see what I’m doing.”

Your gaze flickered up to your boyfriend’s face, eyes locking with his as he knelt in front of you. He had one hand on your other leg, tightly gripping your knee, but his expression didn’t look nervous at all. He stared at you for a moment before shifting his attention back to his friend’s hand.

Kuroo’s fingers glided over your clit, his light touch making you jolt in his arms. You could feel him grinning as he pressed a few gentle kisses into your neck. “It’s okay to tease her a bit,” he said, his fingers running just along the edge of your thigh. “Make her want it more. The anticipation can be just as good as the main event.”

He repeated the motion, the pads of his fingers brushing over your clit teasingly before moving away again. You couldn’t help but whimper; after the amount of time Kuroo had spent undressing you, his mouth leaving hot kisses all over your body as the knot in your stomach began to form, you were eager for him to grant you release.

“Please,” you breathed out, the word slipping past your lips before you could stop it. Kuroo hooked his chin over your shoulder and looked at you with a smirk on his face. Your eyes slid from his to Kenma’s and back again, silently pleading with both of them.

“You’re so impatient,” Kuroo murmured in your ear, his low voice sending a shiver down your spine. His teeth nipped at your skin as he sank one finger into your cunt, your head falling back against his shoulder at the feeling of finally having something inside you. A soft chuckle sounded in your ear, and you could hear the smile in Kuroo’s voice when he spoke. “So wet already. You want another one, kitten?”

You nodded, eyes falling shut as he fit a second finger in. The heel of his palm rested against your clit, pressing into it each time he pumped his fingers in and out of your pussy. A soft moan escaped you as he lifted his free hand to play with your nipple, and you could feel the knot in your stomach rapidly tightening.

Opening your eyes, you looked up at Kenma again. He was staring intensely at your cunt, his hard cock straining against his boxers. You spread your legs a little further apart, wanting to give him a better view of what Kuroo was doing. Your breath was coming out harder with each passing second as he brought you closer to the edge.

“God, she’s so tight,” Kuroo murmured. “Bet she feels amazing.”

“You’re not gonna fuck her,” Kenma told him in a hard voice.

Kuroo rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah, I know.” He kissed along your neck as his fingers increased their pace. “You getting close, kitten?”

“Y-yeah,” you managed to say in a shaky voice. Your fingers were gripping his forearm tightly. “I’m g-gonna cum… o-oh—”

Kenma’s eyes drank in the sight of your muscles tensing as you came, the strained moans and curses leaving your mouth music to his ears. He licked his lips, eager to make you feel that way himself.

“Good girl,” Kuroo purred in your ear. He kept finger fucking you slowly as you came down from your high. When your walls stopped clenching around him, he finally stilled and lifted his hand away to put his wet fingers in his mouth, moaning a little as he licked your essence off of them. “Fuck, you taste so sweet.” He took his fingers out of his mouth and pressed them past your lips. “Clean these off for me, kitten.”

You did as he told you, but you had your eyes on your boyfriend’s face the whole time. Kenma was looking at you with a mixture of nervousness and hunger, and his expression only fueled the desire you felt. One of your legs shifted to wrap around his waist, trying to pull him closer.

“You want Kenma to touch you now, baby?” You hummed in assent, unable to say anything with Kuroo’s fingers still in your mouth. “You heard her,” he said to his friend, removing his fingers and brushing some loose strands of hair out of your face. “Try going down on her.”

Sliding back a little on the bed, Kuroo’s arms wrapped around your body and pulled you down until your head was resting on his lap. Kenma positioned himself between your thighs, palming himself through his boxers with one hand as his other moved up your leg.

“Tease her some more,” Kuroo said as his fingers smoothed lightly over your hair. “I wanna hear her beg for it.” Your brows furrowed as you glared up at him, but he only gave you a self-satisfied grin in return. You didn’t have time to focus on it, however, because the feeling of Kenma’s mouth on your knee drew your attention back to him.

He started slowly kissing up your thigh, almost hesitantly at first, but every shaky exhale that left your chest encouraged him more. When he reached the end of your leg, he lifted his mouth away, warm breath fanning over your pussy and making you shudder, before continuing his kisses up your other leg. You couldn’t help but whimper, your body squirming in frustration. Kenma nipped at your thigh, making you gasp.

“Hold still, will you?” His voice sounded almost annoyed; you immediately stopped moving, allowing him to resume his gentle kisses.

“I think she likes being bossed around, huh?” Kuroo said, still smirking at you.

“Do you?” Kenma asked. You could feel your face heating up in embarrassment as you bit your lip and gave him the slightest nod. The expression that glinted in his eyes made your heart thrill.

“Tell him what you want him to do, kitten.”

“I want you to touch me, Kenma.”

Kuroo clicked his tongue. “Be more specific.”

“I-I want you to use your tongue,” you said, keeping your eyes on Kenma. “I want to feel your tongue on me. Please.”

“Go on, then,” Kuroo said, “lick her.”

Kenma’s head dipped down, but instead of putting his mouth on your cunt, you felt him slowly lick over the inside of your thigh, so agonizingly close to where you really wanted it that you felt like you could scream. He was teasing you much more than he usually did, egged on by his friend’s presence. You whined, unable to keep the pitiful expression off your face as you tilted your head to look at him.

Kuroo let out a breathy laugh from above you. “What’s wrong, kitten? Isn’t that what you wanted?” He lightly traced a finger between your hip bones, the grin on his face widening when your shivered from his touch. “Why don’t you tell him exactly where you want his tongue?”

You sucked in a breath, furious at both of them for making you say the words out loud. “On my pussy,” you said in a quiet voice. “I want your tongue on my pussy, please.”

“Was that so hard?” Kuroo was still looking down at you with a smile. “Better give her what she wants, Kenma, since she asked so nicely.” His gaze finally shifted away from your face. “Start slow.”

After all his teasing, you couldn’t help but jolt a little when your boyfriend licked a long stripe up your pussy, so slowly that your chest burned with frustration. He repeated the motion a few times, reveling in each shaky breath you let out.

“Focus on her clit,” Kuroo said in a low voice, his hand running absentmindedly over your hair as he watched Kenma eat you out.

A breathy moan left your throat as his tongue circled around your clit. The wet sounds coming from his mouth only made you feel more turned on. The heat of Kuroo’s body behind you coupled with the warmth of Kenma’s mouth on your cunt was making your mind feel hazy, the tension in your stomach growing with each deliberate stroke of your boyfriend’s tongue.

“Play with her tits a little, too.”

Kenma reached up to touch your breast, rolling and pinching your nipple between his fingers as his other hand pressed beneath your stomach to keep you still. Moans were freely falling past your lips as his tongue increased its pace. You buried your fingers in his hair, gripping tightly to let him know how close you were. His eyes were trained on your face as he pushed you over the edge, even as your own eyes screwed shut against the pleasure.

“Slow down a bit, but don’t stop.”

You could barely register Kuroo’s words, too caught up in the orgasm washing over your body. It wasn’t until you started coming down from your high that you realized that Kenma’s tongue was still licking your pussy.

“K-Kenma, it’s t-too much,” you gasped, legs trembling on either side of him.

“Shh, you can take it, kitten,” Kuroo told you. “Don’t you want him to make you cum again?”  

You didn’t respond, unable to form a coherent thought other than how good Kenma’s mouth felt. Each movement of his tongue over your clit made your brain feel a little foggier as you surrendered your body over to the pleasure.

“I think she’s ready for your fingers now,” Kuroo said. Kenma’s hand left your breast and trailed down your body to fit two fingers into your pussy, easing them in gently when you involuntary squeezed down on them. You were panting as you gazed down at him, your hand grasping at his head even more tightly.

“God, you’re so wet,” he moaned into your cunt.

“Yeah? You creaming all over his fingers like a good little girl?”

Kuroo’s words made a wave of embarrassment rush through your body, but you could feel your arousal increasing. You glanced up to find him gazing at your face with a slight smirk on his lips, his thumb brushing lightly across your cheek.

“Curl your fingers up,” he told Kenma, without taking his eyes off you. When your boyfriend’s fingertips pressed into your sweet spot you gasped loudly, keeping one hand on the back of his head as your other reached up to hold onto Kuroo’s forearm. “Now suck on her clit, and keep pressing your fingers up.”

You couldn’t stop your hips from bucking up into him when his lips latched onto your clit, a yelp leaving your mouth as he started sucking. With his fingers curling repeatedly inside you, it took less than half a minute for him to have you cumming again, your legs shaking wildly around his head.

“That’s it, kitten,” Kuroo murmured at you. “You’re such a good girl.”

You were breathing hard, every nerve ending in your body electrified by the intense pleasure. It didn’t relent, not with Kenma still sucking gently on your over-sensitive bud. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from you, mesmerized by the way you were falling apart completely for him. You whimpered, shifting in his grasp to try to get him to ease up.

“Give the poor girl a break,” Kuroo laughed. Kenma finally pulled away and sat up, stroking himself through his boxers. Kuroo drew your attention back by cupping your chin and tilting your face to him again. “You want him to fuck you now, kitten?” You licked your lips and nodded, and he grinned at you. “You’re such a greedy little girl, always wanting more. Better give her what she wants, Kenma.”

Kenma had already slipped out of his boxers and had his hard cock in his hand, stroking it slowly. He shifted closer and rubbed the head between your dripping folds, mixing your arousal with the precum beading at his tip.

You felt worn out after the three orgasms they had already given you, but you found yourself pleading with him for more. “Please, please, Kenma, I wanna feel you inside me… need you so bad.”

Kuroo chuckled again. “So pretty when you’re begging.”

Kenma pressed his cock into you, his eyes rolling back as his sank into your warm cunt. He had been waiting for this just as long as you had, without being able to touch himself as he watched you getting off. He took a few deep breaths, trying to keep himself from losing his composure as he adjusted to the feeling of you around his cock.

You were barely hanging on, panting uncontrollably as he sank further into you until he bottomed out. This was what you wanted, but your pussy was already so sensitive and every point of contact was sending jolts of overwhelming pleasure throughout your body. You were practically crying out, your nails digging harshly into his back as he started thrusting into you.

“Does that feel good, kitten?”

Kuroo’s husky voice made you look up at him. The playful look that had been on his face earlier had morphed into something darker. You felt a shiver run down your spine as you stared at him, nodded slightly, not trusting your own voice to remain steady if you opened your mouth to answer him.

“Lift your legs up for me, baby,” he told you, and you quickly obeyed. Gripping your legs tightly, he pressed your knees to your chest, angling your hips so that Kenma could pound into you even deeper.

“O-oh, god,” you moaned when his cock hit your sweet spot, pressing into it over and over again and making you tremble beneath him.

“You’re so tight,” Kenma groaned, eyes falling shut. “Feels so fucking good.”

Kuroo’s hand slid from your leg up to your neck, his long fingers wrapping around it and squeezing lightly. “Pretty girl,” he whispered, and his grip tightened on your throat. “You’re taking his cock so well, being such a good girl… such a pretty little kitten.” You moaned then, and Kuroo spit into your open mouth, his hand around your neck keeping you still. Your pussy clenched hard around Kenma’s cock as you felt Kuroo’s spit hit your tongue.

“She liked that,” Kenma muttered, thrusting into you faster, his hands gripping your hips tightly.

“Yeah?” Kuroo grinned. “You like being treated like a dirty little whore?” He spit on you again, hitting the corner of your mouth and smearing it over your cheek with his free hand.

“F-fuck,” you gasped. The lightheadedness from being choked was making the rest of your body feel hypersensitive. Every time Kenma’s hips slammed into yours you felt the knot in your stomach tighten, and it only got worse when Kuroo’s hand snaked down between your bodies to rub fast circles over your clit. You yelped from the overstimulation, trying to writhe away from his touch.

“Shh, you can take it, kitten,” he cooed at you. “Just be a good girl for us and cum again, just one more, pretty girl.”

Hot tears were pricking at the corners of your eyes, threatening to spill over with each thrust of Kenma’s cock. You were moaning and whimpering, struggling to hang on as a white haze crept into your vision.

“Don’t stop, she’s so close,” Kuroo said, but Kenma didn’t need to hear it from him. He could feel it from how your cunt was clenching around his cock, so tightly he could hardly move. His own release was dangerously close, but he forced himself to hold off out of his desire to see you come undone for him once more.

A few more thrusts were all it took. You cried out, mind going blank as your fourth orgasm rocked your body. The spasming of your pussy sent Kenma over the edge, his hips pressing flush against yours as his cum spurted deep inside you.

Kuroo released his hold on your throat; the sudden rush of blood made your head pound as you gradually regained awareness. You and Kenma were both panting hard, muscles trembling slightly from exhaustion. He gazed at you for a moment before bending down and kissing you, so passionately it took your breath away. He didn’t pull out even after breaking the kiss, but instead sat up and ran his hands gently along your legs, his chest rising and falling with his labored breaths.

“How was that, kitten?” Kuroo asked you, the smug grin back on his face. You were still breathing too hard to form any words, simply giggling at him and hiding your flushed face behind your hands. He stroked your hair lightly as he looked over at Kenma. “Think you can do it without me next time?”

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[mizunetzu]

ushijimia and tsukishima.... pink haired boyfriend👀👀 i'm in love with them im sorry😫thank you so muchhhh ilyyy💙💙

LMAOOO ONE MORE PINK HAIRED Y/N COMING UP-

Also-ushijimia hahahaha jimia

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Headcannons - Ushijima and Tsukishima with an s/o who dyed his hair pink

⚠️warnings - none !! Well, tsukkis is kind of angsty but not as angsty as per se “it’s your fault” (if you know which one that is 💀💀) so, light angst

Pronouns - male, he/him

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Ushijima:

Ok this lineup is actually pretty tamer compared to the twink show in the first part HAHAHAH

Tendou wanted to dye your hair

You hated your bland (h/c) hair, so you let him

He asked which color and you said “suprise me”

Pink

He chose LIGHT BABY PINK THIS GUY—

Out of all the colors you didn’t expect this one

When it was wet you thought you were gonna hate it but then it dried and wow it’s all poofy and it makes your eyes look soft actually your whole face looks soft I-

Cue Tendou gushing about how awesome you look and how amazing he is at dye jobs because he didn’t get much dye on your face or ears

you pulled up to practice right

Goshiki thought you looked awesome as hell

Shirabu and Semi said you looked nice and immediately guessed it was tendou who dyed it

Oh honey then ushiwaka came out of the club room and into the gym

He was about to say something but then HIS FACE WENT FROM HIS NORMAL ‘: |’ EXPRESSION TO FUCKING EYES WIDE

He forgot what he was going to say 💀

“You...look very nice, (L/n)-san.”

He just,,,walked over to u and put his giant ass spiker hand on your hair

He didn’t even ruffle your hair he just...laid it there

“Uh...t-thank you...”

All day would NOT stop staring at you

HE DIDNT EVEN HIDE IT HE WAS JUST LOOKING AT YOU

“Ara? Is out Wakatoshi-kun interested in our (Y/n)-kun?”

“I...want to eat his hair.”

TENDOU STARTED LAUGHING HIS ASS OFF

USHIJIMA THOUGHT YOUR HEAD LOOKED LIKE COTTON CANDY 💀💀

THIS GUY 😭

Tsukishima:

Ugh this man

WOULD NOT STOP TEASING THE SHIT OUT OF YOU

the day you walked into practice with your newly dyed pink hair n saw Tsukki u knew u were Not Safe

Everyday he thinks of a new retort for you and your hair

“Is your hair even still healthy from all that bleach you put in it to make it light?”

“I wonder if I can tear off your hair like cotton candy.”

“What are you, a jpop idol? You gonna sing for me?”

Will Not Admit how cute you actually look

He’s too prideful for that 😭😭

Ok but like one day

You had a preeeeetty shitty day

And there tsukki here comes

“Oh? Looks like the pink in your hair blinded you enough to miss that serve.”

He was snickering

You just

Looked at him with the most disgusted, hurt, done face he’s ever seen, before leaving to go fetch the ball from the middle of the court

He felt kind of shitty

But he felt even more shitty when you showed up to school in a beanie, covering all your adorable pink hair inside it

He was sad, not even a strand of pink :(

You looked like Tanaka HAHAHAHA

You didn’t spare him a glance all day

And you always brushed past him so quickly before he could say anything

But the moment that really made him feel like a douche was when he found you buying black hair dye at the Sakonoshita store

He stopped behind you, you were crouching down and comparing two black dye’s prices

“What...what are you doing?”

You didn’t even turn around

“I’m dyeing my hair black. Y’know, since you hate the pink so much.”

He didn’t know what to say

He really really didn’t mean it like that

“Y’know, I thought I looked really good, till you ruined that.”

You turned around, eyes slightly watery and lips curled up into a quavery, dry, tight-lipped smile

“I really don’t know why I care about your opinion so much...”

Tsukishima felt like fucking scum lemme tell you that

He crouched down, averting his eyes because he didn’t want you to see the blush on his face

“I-I didn’t mean any of it, you idiot.”

It was your turn to go silent

“I...”

Tsukki took a deep breath and furrowed his brows

“I think you look...cute...with pink hair.”

Let’s just say you walked out of the store without black hair dye

But it’s ok, you walked out with a new boyfriend instead

That was way more than I expected to write whag the fuck

tsukki just had Angst Potential

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[chil2de]

Hi! So I saw that your requests are open and is it okay if I request part two of the headcanons of Haikyuu characters being sent nudes by their girlfriend? Iwaizumi, Kageyama, Tendou and/or Ushijima this time? Thank you in advance if you happen to respond!

bzzz! - various haikyuu x reader

yes! thank you for requesting part 2 i had so much fun writing part one LMAOOO (and wow, can we just.. i mean... like 135 notes for a crack post? am i being spoiled rn😳) ! there’s some nsfw themes (for obvious reasons) and all characters are aged up :) enjoy!

read part 1 here if you haven’t already !

iwaizumi

- will definitely make some ungodly sound LMFAODJFH

- probably minding his business, cooking food w his mother at the table

- he’ll sound like a strangled cat, has never swiped off of a photo so fast in his life

- excuses himself to another room

- angry keyboard warrior typing, he’s all like

- “what is wrong with you”

- you just send another photo LOL

- DEFINITELY BLUSHING

- LISTEN

- he might be acting like this but this guy…

- he is literally thinking about all the things he wants to do to you

- HE IS DEFINITELY THE TYPE

- iwaizumi just lets out the most cockiest laugh, exhaling sharply

- does that thing where you pinch the bridge of your nose out of agitation

- “yeah? think you’re gonna act like that if i come over rn?”

- the absolute SPEED his resolve changes

- one minute he’s lecturing you the next threatening to fuck your brains out like okay thank you, we all know you’re just holding it in at this point

kageyama

- revising with hinata at the library

- they’re both working on a maths equation w their phones face down on the table so that they’re not tempted to message

- kageyama’s phone just vibrates

- they both ignore it cause they’ve restarted the revision session at least twenty times now

- “kageyama, your phone keeps buzzing”

- “i know you idiot, i can hear it”

- “aren’t you going to do anything?”

- “no, we’ve restarted too many times, let’s just keep going”

- bzzzz!

- “kageyama…”

- “uh-huh”

- bzzzzzz!

- “umm..”

- bzzzzzzzzzz!

- “okayokay, oh my god i got it”

- picks up his phone, eyebrows creasing when he sees your name pop up on snapchat

- but…. he told you he was revising

- literally chokes on the air he was breathing

- his eyes blow wide w shock (probably the arousal tbh) and he’s just staring at his phone with his lips slightly parted

- instantly turns his phone off and slams it face down onto the table, completely ignoring his erection LOL

- hinata just stares at him like …….

- “kage-“

- “shut up, idiot! we’re still revising!”

- his phone goes off again

- and again

- he picks it up again, mentally preparing himself for the worst

- yeah and the photo is more lewd this time, it took him over the edge

- he can hear hinata squeak as he tries to look at his phone and instantly slams hinata’s face into the table, getting up with his bag already over his shoulder

- doesn’t even say why he’s leaving, just leaves staring at his phone w the dirtiest smirk on his face

tendou

- 1000% the type to hum when he’s happy oh my god literally a million times over whenever he’s joyful he’s definitely out n about humming songs to himself

- ushijima’s just tryna ask him a question when his phone goes off

- “one sec,”

- he picks the phone up, lifting it to his ear,

- “hey, angel- what’s up?”

- for such a smooth and sweet talking mf, he knows exactly how to press your buttons

- acting all sweet and showering you with pet names but he knows exactly what you want

- “oh, you sent me a photo? can it wait, baby girl? sorry, i’m out with ushijima”

- you can hear the mocking tone laced into his words

- “whaaat? it’s urgent? really, you want me to look at it that badly?”

- ushijima looks confused as hell

- hes like dude just open it its a photo

- just stands off to the side waiting LMFAO he doesnt wanna take chances this guy already knows

- come on… ushijima’s seen the giant crimson coloured scratches littering tendou’s back whenever he changes shirts before/after practice,

- ushijima might be stoic as hell and be unable to read expressions but my guy knows that those marks are not cat scratches

- “hang on, ushijima, can you gimme a sec?”

- “yeah.”

- tendou hums a small tune, biggest grin stretching from ear to ear

- walks a few steps forward to make sure ushijima is out of earshot

- “you really couldn’t wait, huh? want me to come over and put you in your place, baby girl?”

ushijima

- oh my god this guy

- LMFAO

- absolutely DOES NOT know how to react

- prob just finished a workout, half naked w another towel around his neck

- takes a sip of his water bottle whilst scrolling through his phone

- checks the message from his girlfriend first (obviously, he loves you)

- squeezes the water bottle with a little bit more aggression than necessary

- d-does he say something? send one back? not respond?

- hell does he just show up on your doorstep?????

- has the most fucked up thoughts about how he’s gonna handle you but he doesn’t know how to respond to a photo LOL

- imagine this guy leaves you on opened but

- hes tryna think of how to respond

- listen he literally cannot think straight with this hard-on he’s like wtf am i supposed to do now

- starts pacing up and down the bathroom LODNBGHDBF

- ends up messaging u after like 5 minutes

- u see the “ushiwaka is typing…..” and ur like fuckin finally

- “i’m on my way”

- nice one, ushijima

- you smooth bastard

[windydayey]

Some haikyuu boys and how they are when they are in love with you

'no I don't like her I definitely don't like her'

That's what they keep telling themselves cuz they don't want to admit how hopelessly they have fallen for you the little things you do for some reason he remembers it? He wants grab you cheeks and tell you "I LOVE YOU SO MUCH YOU MAKE ME CRAZY" but their pride won't allow to them to do it. Yet.

Oikawa, Atsumu, Tsukishima, Suna.

Dense. Dudes too dense about it he finds it weird that you make his heart flutter and that his cheeks heat up whenever you're around him he thinks you are a virus or something lmaooo but when his teammates notice and tell him it's crush he denies it saying there's no way such thing would happen to him but he accepts it by time.

Kageyama, Ushijima, Iwaizumi.

Once he realised he infact does have feelings for you he glitches comepletely around you which makes you worried cuz he's been acting weird for the past few days did you do something to make them uncomfortable??? He stutters when talking to you and runs away everytime he sees you TOT

Hinata, Nishinoya, Yamaguchi, Koganegawa, Goshiki.

Flirt flirt flirt. Hitting on you 24/7 but poor guy gets homiezoned by you everytime he uses a pick up line on you but that doesn't means he's gonna stop he'll also play with your hair and hands a lot and tease you.

Kuroo, Oikawa, Sugawara (not the flirt but tease part for sure).

He does find it hard the fact he's in something called 'love' but his behaviour around you doesn't change he's the same guy but gets even more caring and puts a lot of effort into the time you spend with each other when he realises his so called crush on you.

Akaashi, Kita, Yaku, Kenma, Osamu.

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[jesswritesthat]

omg hi i know this request sounds a bit hefty but hear me out: you’ve got y/n, and you’ve got her twin. they’re both exchange students but their school somehow messed up the application or there wasn’t enough space in one school whatever, so one of them ends up in nekoma and the other in shiratorizawa. then, they each decide to be the managers of that school’s respective teams. and then when training camp comes up, they finally meet each other again and are happy to be together but the rest of the teams are SHOOK (including their own maybe 👀👀) bc they didn’t tell their teams they had a twin. bonus points, inarizaki is there and the miya twins try to flirt w them (ships are up to you bc tbh anything sounds fun asf, idk i’ve had this idea in my head for so long IM AN ONLY CHILD I DONT EVEN HAVE A TWIN FKDKSKSKS) idk if you wanna just do headcannons go for it babes it’s a lot i know lmaooo

This is genius!! Omg, I’m not a twin either but I’m VIBING with this idea — I did headcanons because there was so muuchhh. I hope you like 💕

(T/n) = twins (first) name

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(L/n) Twins going to seperate schools and reuniting during a Shiratorizawa vs Nekoma practice match and Nationals:

• Due to unfortunate circumstances, (L/n) (T/n) had gotten into Shiratorizawa however, her twin sister (L/n) (Y/n) had to attend another school - luckily Nekoma had last minute vacancies.

• You stayed in Tokyo whilst your twin lived in the Shiratorizawa Dorms, it made seeing each other tricky but you always had video chats and since you were identical, it was easy to sneak into the dorms and stay for the weekend.

• You both loved Volleyball and had looked into your respective teams, (T/n) having the more famous one begrudgingly but being siblings... things got competitive.

“I’m going to become the manager of Shiratorizawa and I’m gonna take them to Nationals~” Was your twins cheery statement, whilst you playfully taunted her.

“Hah, more like they’ll take you, if I join Nekoma I’ll actually be useful.”

“No way - I’m a better manager than you (Y/n)!”

“Oh yeah?! Bring it on (T/n)! I’ll see you at Nationals - if you make it!” Thus, the challenge had begun.

• Nekoma and yourself had bonded, you’d heard the same about (T/n) and Shiratorizawa, it was like fate had gifted you your perfect matches in the end. Even if it meant being separated.

• It was around your second year with them that you’d heard about Karasuno, the once- upon-a-time rivals of Nekoma and how they’d organised a practice game with them over in Miyagi.

• You’d be playing other teams in the district to make it more beneficial... which is where your scheming came in.

“Hey, Tetsurō Senpai...”

“What do you want, you’re only ever so cute when you want something from me.”

“That’s not true! (Y/n)-chan is cute all of the time!” Yamamoto playfully punched his Captains shoulder, the latter reluctantly agreeing with a flush before clearing his throat and gesturing for you to continue.

“Think we could play Shiratorizawa whilst we’re over in Miyagi?”

“I’ll talk to Coach Nekomata and see what I can do, no promises though (Y/n).” Kuroo would do his best, you knew he tried for those he cared about, especially his team.

• It was no surprise then, that within 3 days you’d received a call from your twin.

“You’re coming to challenge me and my team (Y/n)?” The excitement in her voice, as well as that in yours was clear.

“You can thank Kuroo for that — you’ll finally get to meet my team!”

“And you mine! Tendō and Ushijima are incredible, I love them.” You’d spoken of respective players, shared stories and felt like you already knew part of each other’s teams despite never meeting them.

“Yes! I can’t wait - Lev isn’t coming with us, but Kenma and Yaku more than make up for it!”

“Lev is that first year you told me about right? I hope you’re ready to lose (Y/n), Goshiki is talented as hell.”

“And Nekoma is a unified machine, you’ll need a tissue to wipe away your loser tears~”

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• Fast forward to the training trip, and the second you walk into Shiratorizawa you and your twin immediately rush over to each other, a collision of hugs, screams and excited conversation exchanged amidst the suddenly silent room.

• Tendō is the one to separate you both, guiding you to stand side by side as he leans in to inspect you both with a finger on his chin.

“Well well well, seems our Chibi-chan has a Chibi-chan 2.0~”

Ushijima doesn’t seem all that phased by the phenomenon, meanwhile Shirabu had to restrain the awed interrogation of Goshiki.

• Nekoma weren’t quite as calm, immediately Tendō hopped out of the way as Yamamoto tackled you, gawking between you and (T/n) whilst Inuoka attempted to null his yells.

“(Y/n)?! THERES TWO OF YOU?! DOUBLE THE BEAUTY!”

“Aw he’s cute, my team are never so nice to me.” (T/n) tutted, a subtle glare sent to Shiratorizawa - Satori being the one to stick his tongue out.

“Trust me, Yamamoto is the only one.” Cue your mirroring glare sent to a scheming Kuroo, whilst Nekomas Ace is still gushing over the two of you.

• The teams are moderately amused once the game starts as the main smack-talkers are you and (T/n) hollering over the court as you’d reached the Third Set at a tie. Friendships between both teams were formed due to your family relations.

• It’s not until the game is over and the Captains shake hands whilst you two hug it out with congratulatory words and playful insults that they start messing around again.

“C’mon (Y/n), we’ve gotta go~” Kuroo smugly states, purposefully slinging an arm around (T/n)s’ shoulders and guiding her out.

Before you had the chance to retaliate, Tendō gladly joined in.

“The Cat Captain is right, I’ve missed my little kitten anyway~” The redhead cheerfully gave you a high ten, intertwining your fingers in the process adding intimacy and offered a mischievous wink which you only laugh at.

• Nekoma are freaking out, that’s their manager and they’d know if you had a boyfriend, right? Yaku and Kai are quick to hold back Yamamoto with Kuroo suddenly sweeping you away from Satori since Ushijima had already reclaimed (T/n).

“That’s our kitten- ah manager.”

“And (T/n) is ours, but I look forward to seeing you at Nationals Nekoma.” The Captains bid one another farewell and you can only hope to play your twins’ team again.

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• Shiratorizawa didn’t make it to Nationals (since Karasuno beat them) but (T/n) wanted to come and support you (bitterly). Ushijima came with her too since he’s the Captain and wanted to keep you two out of trouble. Plus he loves Volleyball.

• It’s when you’re checking the matchups do you encounter your beloved rivals, whilst Nekoma were distracted you went to scope out the area. ‘Luckily’ for you, you bumped into other competitors, the blonde ‘accidentally’ tripping.

“Woah, are you okay-“ Before you could finish, he’d interrupted all suave.

“Yeah, I just fell for ya that’s all~“

“-send me a postcard next time~”

There was a moment of silence, you impressed by the smoothness and him awed by the sheer sarcasm.

• The boy introduced himself as Miya Atsumu, Inaruzakis Setter and took note of your Nekoma jacket, asking you to watch him play if you got the chance. Especially if you become opponents.

• Bidding farewell, you found (T/n) with a bright smile upon her face, Onigiri in hand.

“The games haven’t even started and you’re eating.” Was your bemused observation, your twin scoffing with an innocent pout.

“I was hungry, and this cute player from Inarizki recommended the teriyaki Onigiri here so I brought some, wanna try?” (T/n) justified, showing the item to you.

“I met an Inarizaki player too, and I’m too nervous to eat but thanks (T/n).”

“Suit yourself, good luck and I’ll look for you later.” She rejoined Ushijima, the pair waving as you met up with Nekoma.

• It isn’t until after the first round beating Kiyokawa High School, before the Karasuno vs Inarizaki game that you’d encounter the Miyas again — or rather Atsumu approached (T/n).

“Yer scoping out the competition huh gorgeous? I don’t blame ya (L/n), ‘Samu and I are the best of the best.” The blonde proudly told (T/n), thinking you’d shed your Nekoma jacket to be inconspicuous.

“I— I don’t even know you? Wait, how do you know my name?!”

• Osamu meets the pair, and actually thinks it through, Atsumu on the other hand jumps to conclusions.

“We just saw eac-“ Hearing (T/n), Atsumu was quick to argue but Osamu kicked his calve.

“Shut it dumbass.”

“Hey, loser twin!” You called over, gaining the attention of her and the Miya Twins.

“Ah... ‘Samu there’s two of them...”

“That’s what I was gonna tell ya.”

• It must’ve been a twin instinct (twinstinct hehe) but yourself and Osamu could tell the individual differences/quirks immediately, hence how he’d figured it out so quickly. A mutual smile was shared as your respective twins continued their petty insults.

• “(T/n)! Ushijima is looking for you and I need to find Kuroo so...”

“Oh, yer boyfriends?”

“Uh - aha -no no, our Captains.” Your twin managed, flustered and embarrassed - you were glad she’d spoken because you were no better with the heat on your skin.

“Perfect, tell your Captains’ that we’re not sorry for keeping you~” Atsumu shouted as you both waved goodbye and headed back to the stands/courts.

• Nekoma won against Sarukawa Tech High, your next opponents currently battling it out on the court which you’d all raced to see - mainly for Karasuno.

But it was during the break after the first set that the twins approached the stands, well, you.

“(Y/n), ya won?” It was brave of Osamu to address you so casually but you didn’t mind.

“Of course, my team, my friends, are truly amazing. Our next opponent is either Karasuno or you.”

“You’ll be facing me- us- Inarizaki! Don’t you worry sweetheart.” It seemed whatever suaveness Atsumu once had was long gone by now.

• They played incredibly, but the entirety of Nekoma were glad of Karasunos’ victory, you’d taken a second to see the twins though.

“You were amazing, I’m grateful I got to see you both play. Looks like you won’t be facing me after all, sweetheart~”

“Yeah well- I— jus’ watch yer back next year beautiful. I’m comin’ for ya.”

“OHO! NOT ON MY WATCH PRETTY BOYS!”

“Yamamoto! Apologies for him.” Yaku forced the Mohawk to bow, Kuroo slipping an arm around your waist with a smirk. “But he’s not wrong.”

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• You were staying with (T/n) for the weekend, utilising Shiratorizawas practice break to tell the tale of the Miyas and their flirting. The team were oddly protective over the both of you, but you hadn’t the time to question it with Goshikis inquiry.

“Okay, so if you two had children with the Miya twins respectively... would your children be identical?”

“...”

“...”

“We won’t have to find out.” If anyone else had said it you wouldn’t have believed them, but something about the certainty of Wakatoshi made you both smile.

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Big Boys need comfort too <3

Lmaooo I just realized my professor placed me in the wrong class 🙆 I'm supposed to be in *insert what we call architecture lectures here* and I'm on culinary class 🙆🤸‍♀️ anyways lemme just post something about haikyuu now cuz I want to :)

Ushiwaka X Reader 

Warnings: None (??)

Who would have thought the Ushijima Wakatoshi would act like this? You were on his lap while he was sitting on the couch. Big arms caging you preventing you from leaving him. It broke your heart to see him cry. After the match with Karasuno, He went straight home with you of course. Insecurity and anxiety bubbling up inside him.

You stroked his hair and whispered encouraging words to him. He was murmuring something about not training hard enough and letting his team and family down which is obviously not true.

“I’m so...sorry for letting everyone down.” he said. You cupped his cheeks making him looking at you. You used your thumbs to wipe his tears away. “Ushijima Wakatoshi. You listen to me right now, You didn’t let anyone down ok? Don’t ever think that. We’re so proud of you. Win or lose, We’re very proud of you.” You told him, kissing the tears away. You pushed him away slightly and stood up. He stayed on the couch whit his nad s covering his face. You grabbed a few snacks from the pantry and placed them in bowls. Thinking of more ways to make him feel better. You decided a movie marathon would do.

Setting the snacks and drinks down on a coffee table in front of both of you, you grabbed some pillows and towels and told m to pick a movie while you arrange everything on the couch. He picked a movie and you both snuggled on the couch. Him on top of you as you lay on your back, a blanket draped over you as you both watched the movie with you feeding him occasionally.

After the movie ended he looked at you and pressed his lips on your collarbone. “Thank you, I feel better now” you smiled and brushed the hairs that have covered his face. Whispering “anytime toshi...I’d be glad to do this over and over again. Just for you.”

With that, you both snuggled up again and decided it was bedtime. Turning off the Tv and walking to his room, changing into comfy clothes. Saying goodnight’s and I love you’s to each other before wrapping your arms around his chest him doing the same but to your waist.

On days like this, Wakatoshi was and is truly grateful to have someone like you with you. After all, Big boys need comfort too.

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off to class :) bye bye