Ushijima Wakatoshi - Blog Posts

it’s canon ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

they would get along i think

Look, it's two of the toughest middle blockers at nationals... 💦

hc their teams have had practice matches against each other once or twice

he’s right 🐮🍫

I’M SCREAMING THIS IS SO GOOD

Ushisaku shadowhunters 🖤

Did the air just get hotter?

It’s the way his warm, strong hands come to rest on your shoulders, bending down, giving you all his attention. It’s the way he is in your personal space, leaning in just to hear you. It’s the way the scent of his cologne fills the air. It’s the way his mop of hair is close to you—so close that you could almost reach out and touch it. It’s the way he crouches down, yet you still feel small in front of his athletic build. It’s the way, in this moment, you can only see him—nothing else.

"You were saying something?"

What? What were you saying? What just happened?

The warm air around you suddenly feels ten times hotter as you realise he’s been waiting—bending down like this for an entire minute.

"Umm— I was—I was…"

You stutter, scrambling to remember what you were going to say only for your brain to short-circuit the moment you feel a large, warm palm settle against the small of your back as he straightens to his full height.

"Take your time. I’ll wait for you."

He says, completely unaware of the damage he has caused in these past 10 minutes

-Kageyama tobio, ushijima wakatoshi, sakusa kiyoomi, iwaizumi hajime, kita shinsuke, osamu miya, kuroo??, akaashi keiji, daichi? asahi azumane, aone takanobu, shugo meian, maybee tsukishima

inspo

Here we have ushijima in his natural habitat with his two children of his. 😂👌🌾🐄🧑‍🌾

☽.Stay wild moon child.☾

Shiratorizawa x lunar witch reader

You always have been a lunar witch, you always felt connected to the moon, every night you moon graze or star graze in your room or outside on a hill or in a field. You always felt like you needed to find a club in the school but you always felt like that if you got into a club and people found out your a witch you might be kicked out, until you’re friend told you that the shiratorizawa volleyball team needed a new manager after the old manager left to move with their family so you decided to sign up to become a manager. A few weeks passed of you talking to the coach and learning a few things and now you’re time has come to step inside the gym to introduce yourself to the team, slowly walking inside the gym to see the coach not trying to make your appearance weird, 𝐀𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 (𝐲/𝐧) (𝐥/𝐧) 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐡 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 looking down at your feet not wanting to be weird to the team you felt a presence near by you, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦 𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 I’m (y/n) (l/n) you say. A few weeks of tendou singing and chaos you got used to it tendou would ask weird questions about you witch life and goshiki was amazed by you because you’re a witch and he believes that you fly a broom, you teach and tell the team about your witch life and moon spells and star gazing. You absolutely loved to teach the team about herbs and crystals for healing and rituals and protect and teaching them about the moon phases they always liked to call you moon child or moon goddess since you loved watching the moon, one you noticed that today was your birthday so you decided to stay back home since half of the was off for you but knew tonight you have to be at the gym for the boys practice since that’s what ushijima said, soon after you we’re walking to the gym but you soon realize that it was dark in the gym were going to turn around until you heard Happy birthday!!! as you looked in shock your team set up a birthday party for you you smile, as tears filled your eyes you were so happy. After a few minutes of talking and eating the boys brought you outside to show and blanket on the ground and a few lights and a basket of snacks set up for moon gazing, all of y’all sat down as you chat with them you were so happy that tonight was the best birthday for you. {.You were happy that you were the moon child of the shiratorizawa volleyball team.} 🌙✨🍯💜

Haikyuu!! Ships Summary

My absolute favourite thing with all the ship summaries or descriptions lists from Haikyuu!! that I’ve seen is that they are all cute or intense but then it gets to Ushiten and it’s like “Tendou fights the waves at the beach for touching his man’s ass while Ushijima doesn’t understand what’s happening and just wants a towel” and I couldn’t be happier

- Ushijima and Tendou laying on the ground with the tops of their heads touching -

Ushijima: Why do you insist we lay like this?

Tendou: To test out a theory of mine about mind reading. Okay, what am I thinking about?

Ushijima: I’m not sure. What are you thinking about?

Tendou: No, try to read my mind! I’ll give you a hint: it’s a little abnormal.

Ushijima: Are you thinking about yourself and how abnormally perfect you are?

Tendou, blushing: W-what??

Ushijima: Oh, should I be more specific? How about when you get really happy and you smile so brightly that my heart skips a beat? 

Tendou: Wh-

Ushijima: Or when you get excited about a manga chapter you read and you come running to me to tell me about it in the cutest way possible? 

Tendou: No, hang on-

Ushijima: Or perhaps you are thinking about how beautiful you look when you’re not trying to impress anyone?

Tendou, choking up: ...I was thinking about a spork but o-okay.

YES PLEASE!!

"Is there someone special in your life?" The reporter asked chirpily, not really expecting an answer from the infamously emotionally detached Ushijima Wakatoshi sitting across from her. She was already scribbling an 'X' next to the question on her sheet, fitting in with the series of crosses and one-word answers she had accumulated throughout the entire interview.

But a look she couldn't describe crossed Ushijima's face as he considered the question.

"Yes there is." He replies simply.

The reporter stills, her pen stuck in her hand. It was still quiet in the room but Ushijima could suddenly feel more eyes staring at him than before. He shifted in his seat.

"Oh? What's her name?"

Ushijima looks directly at the camera facing him, imagining his special someone watching him back excitedly, and it almost makes him smile. He relaxes slightly in his chair.

"His name is Tendou Satori."

And all Hell breaks loose.

----

Or, the one in which Tendou tries to explain to Ushijima that a "special someone" means the person you're in a romantic relationship with. And not,,, you know,,, your best friend.

Ushijima does not understand.

Birthday boy!!

Drawing a randomly generated Haikyuu character (almost) every day until I give up  

58. Ushijima Wakatoshi

guys i did it i did the thing

Ushijima frowned at the two men crowding the redhead, faces leering. That just wouldn’t do. He walked over to the bar, not quite sure exactly how to approach the situation, but letting his instincts guide him as much as they could in their inexperience. He stepped up to the back of the barstool and slid a hand onto the redhead’s shoulder to give him a gentle squeeze. “I apologize for being late, I hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long.” / In which Atsumu assumes Ushijima is straight, Ushijima assumes that Tendou is his date, and Tendou assumes the big handsome man who comes to his rescue pretending to be his date is just helping get the drunk idiots away from him.

you can read it here on my ao3

<3

hear me out

Ushijima goes to the bar for a blind date set up by Atsumu, and assumes the pretty red-head he sees is his date. Tendou, who was a bit sad about being stood up and then annoyed by the strangers giving him unwanted attention, assumes that the big handsome man who comes to his rescue claiming to be his date is just pretending so that the drunk idiots will get out of his hair.

shenanigans ensue so that ushijima thinks its a normal date and tendou thinks this charming sweet himbo is just making pleasant conversation

should i write this? i feel like i should write this

hear me out

Ushijima goes to the bar for a blind date set up by Atsumu, and assumes the pretty red-head he sees is his date. Tendou, who was a bit sad about being stood up and then annoyed by the strangers giving him unwanted attention, assumes that the big handsome man who comes to his rescue claiming to be his date is just pretending so that the drunk idiots will get out of his hair.

shenanigans ensue so that ushijima thinks its a normal date and tendou thinks this charming sweet himbo is just making pleasant conversation

should i write this? i feel like i should write this

“We’re best friends” Tendou says as he smiles and takes a seat on Ushijima’s bunk. He’s brought some manga and some snacks and it’s the first time Ushijima hasn't felt lonely in his entire life.

“We’re best friends” Tendou says when one of the older starters asks if they’re friends one day at practice. The starting line has just been picked and Ushijima likes knowing Tendou will be right there with him as they take on the competition.

“We’re best friends” Tendou says as they cool down after the loss against Karasuno. Ushijima will continue volleyball and Tendou will not, but this is the promise that their diverging paths will not change their relationship.  

“We’re best friends” Tendou says at the airport. He’s still cheerful even if his eyes are tearing up. Ushijima knows he has to go to France to chase his dream, but wishes more than anything that he could stay.

“We’re best friends” Tendou says over the phone after he tells Ushijima what he needs to do to succeed. Ushijima trusts Tendou’s  thoughts as if they were his own.

“We’re best friends” Tendou says when they bring Ushijima on as a guest for his documentary. He says it too, because they are and because he’s so proud of Tendou, but lately it’s starting to feel a bit different.

“We’re best friends” Tendou says in reassurance after Ushijima kisses him and then wonders out loud if they’ll be able to temporarily handle a long distance relationship. It makes him feel warm and sticky inside and he wonders if Tendou's hands on his face are making him melt like chocolate.

“We’re best friends” Tendou says after being asked by a reporter about the engagement announcement. He’s right. They are best friends first, teammates, supporters, lovers, now fiancés.

“We’re best friends” Tendou says drowsily, and Ushijima just smiles and holds his husband closer to him as they both drift off to sleep.

Forget KageHina

THIS IS THE NEXT SHIP THAT NEEDS TO MAKE IT BIG

Aone x Ushijima

Such politeness,

such fluff,

bless these misunderstood boys,

they just wanna play volleyball and they're AMAZING,

bara bara everywhere,

I SHIP THIS OKAY JOIN ME

Okay but Tsukki is growing and just passed Ushi in height like souhfiwushgshrgishrgeursgskur I can’t. Just UshiTsuki with Ushijima loving that he’s shorter and Kei just smirking when ppl realize they’re a POWER couple

Body Swaps but its TOLS and SMOLS #1

Hinata x Ushijima

Ushijima: *looks in the mirror in the locker room, after running into EVERYTHING IMAGINABLE*

Ushijima: *rubs eyes bc there’s no way*

Ushijima: JAPAN!!!?!?! WOOOOAHHHHGHGHHGG!!!!

Shiratorizawa: *dying bc they know who it is BUT IT’S TOO CUTE*

Tendou: *vows to adopt this child bc he’s too precious*

Hinata: *jumps*

Hinata: *is spooked caught off guard bc of jump he just did* *feeling it is WAY different that watching it*

Hinata: *pouts and pokes thigh trying to understand how little legs made a huge vertical*

Karasuno: *assumes it’s just another off day for sunshine child*

Team Japan is better than Shiratorizawa, please play on the same team as me I really like your work ethic and talent and I appreciate you

Ushijima’s intent, not Oikawa’s interpretation

Dad Ushijima - Headcanons

fluff, two daughters (10 y/o gap between them), mentions of sex, much love, no warnings

The man loves you and his daughters endlessly, no one could rip him away from his family

It felt like a dozen of white doves would greet him when your little daughter would jump into the bed to wake you both up, feeling at peace as he looks at her

"wake uuup~!" chimes from her, messy hair and her little chameleon plushie in her arm

Your husband looks at you with a tired smile, greeting you into a new day with a press from his hand in your intertwined hands

Tired footsteps from your elder daughter appear from the doorframe, a yawning haunting your teenage daughter

"she woke me up first.. So I said to her we'd make breakfast for you two"

You looked so proud to your both kids, slowly sitting up and leaning onto the board of the bed, your husband following the same steps

Your daughter brought two tablets onto your boths laps

Each of you having a tea, two toasts with marmalade and a fruit bowl in front of you

"and you both did that?" Ushijima asks, looking to his daughters with a loving gaze in his eyes

"yes yes! I made the fruity bowl for you!" said his little daughter proudly, falling into a crossed-legged position with her plush

You snickered lightly, looking at the 'fruits' in his bowl

Some big apple pieces, mandarins, a chopped carrot, chopped pieces of a peach and some little tomatos are visible in his bowl

Even your elder daughter had a little mischievous smile on her tired face, sitting on the side of your bed

But Ushijima loved the appreciation from his little daughter, rushing his big hand through her hair, covering her scalp

"that is so kind from you" he said in a calm tone, smiling lightly and starting to eat his 'fruit' bowl

Your elder daughter looked a bit perplexed to her father

But you just enjoy his smile

His smile went much more brighter as you started a family with him. In former days, he didn't even have a soft gaze on his face, only being a little less stiff from his usual behavior when he was with you alone

Your daughters were the whole peace for you two, sharing even more love in this family

Even at the lower times, when you and your teenage daughter had some various disagreements, Ushijima would try to always keep the peace between you, helping you to understand his daughter

Sometimes these both would even revel against you, but it was mostly loving to see the deep connection in the family

Your elder daughter is more of a daddy's girl, while your younger kid loves the affection and time you spend with her

Ushijima always gazes at you with a caring face when you lift up your daughter and snuggle

Your little nose kisses you give your kid and the charming laughter from his daughter, brings his heart to melt

He loves you even more everytime you do this

Ushijima then always plays with the thought to have a third baby, but you always could overrule him with the fact that your youngest daughter is still needing attention to grow up

The age difference between your kids is a bit large, being 10 years

But your daughters love each other and your elder kid even sometimes helps you out with her sister when you have stressful days

Sometimes when Ushijima helps out your teenager in math's and science, you see yourself sitting there, struggling with the instructions from your father

But because your daughter has the stubborness from you, it's a calming tutoring lesson, you wished you had too

You are so proud of Ushijima, always treating him with short kisses throughout the day

Sometimes when the time is on your side, you both make out in the bathroom or your bedroom, you having your struggles to silence yourself when he's whispering dirty things into your ear while he kisses your collarbone, his hands caressing your whole body with rough movements

It's hard to really have sex with him while you have a toddler in your house

but it's extra thrilling for Ushijima to treat you roughly in the night while you have to keep quiet, trying not to wake your kid next door

Eventually when you would be too stressed out and fall asleep on the couch, Ushijima plays with his little daughter in her room

When you wake up and wonder where your husband went, you'd always find him in the kids room, sitting next to your daughter and playing cars or puppets with encouragement

He is the definition of a perfect father in your eyes

When he gets home, your teenage daughter fist bumps his father causally, walking up the stairs to go to her room

Your younger daughter would geek and run up to him, cuddling his leg

His hand always always strokes through her hair

But when he turns around to you, his hands wrap around your waist, giving you a passionate kiss on your lips and a last little one on your forehead

It always brings your heart to melt, even though you get this every day

His daughters have a tricot of him and never giving them back

For you, he's the definition of a percent father

Sometimes even you want a father like him, getting all the love you deserve

But you already get it, the love he shares in this family, it's also for you, it comes from you

You both love your daughters endlessly

More than to the moon and back

I have the thought that Yamaguchi would help you dye your hair. Listening to his calming fun playlists on a speaker while you sit in the bathroom, him behind you with the gloves on and the brush going over your sculp. You both talk and laugh about the day, enjoying the time you spend together. Yamaguchi really likes doing your hair.

Overnight story

Dilf! Ushijima x Reader (afab)

Smut! MDNI!

Word count: 4.6k

+ : age gap (reader in their 20s, him in his 40s), rough play, breast play, obvious flirting, overstimulation, passing out, very little degradation, very little to little praising, mentioning of creampie, hot body, Ushijima Wakatoshi (god this man..)

"Wow I'm so glad for you! Honestly I couldn't endure it seeing you guys almost fucking right on the spot" you said to your friend, congratulating her that she got engaged, finally. "And it's really Alright if I'm there too?" you ask.

She was having a meet over with her family and her partners, and you got asked to give her company while they announce their love once again and celebrating it.

"Yes you gotta come, otherwise I can't stand my parents silent-treating each other all the time" she jokes around, while you try to remember her dad, wondering if you have ever met him...

You arrived at her house, lightly dressed up with a black dress and a see-through white blouse over your shoulder, keeping you a bit warm, having some exchange clothes with you in your Bag. She saw you through the windows and opened the door, hugging you tight. "You're good in time!" she adds a sentence whispering in your ear "my parents are already annoying" and smiles innocently. As you stepped into the quite big house, you already got greeted by 3 faces. Her family.

Her mother hugs you light as a greeting "Oh y/n I haven't seen you for a long time! You look good!" she says, admiring your looks and clothes. You thanked her for the compliment and looked at your friends brother, already knowing him. He gives you a slight smile and holds out his hand. With a comfort in your chest, you took his head and greeted him with exchanging some words. He's not much of a talker.

You feel a light gaze upon you while talking with him, a gaze that let you feel lightly uncomfortable. As you were done chattering, a tall man with olive eyes looks at you.

"Ushijima Wakatoshi, it's a pleasure to meet you" he says calm, with a deep voice that let you feel something deep down. You weren't expecting such an attractive man as her father, and he quite fits your type too. He holds out his right hand to greet you. You took his hand, noticing the size of it, but looked into his eyes with a slight smile, noticing his almost perfect eyelashes.

"Y/n l/n it's a pleasure to meet you too mister". He looks you deep in the eyes, letting a mysterious gaze through you, like he would enjoy giving you all the attention there is. Would that affect you? Probably..

...

The family of your friends fiance arrived shortly after that and you had quite some good time. Eating, drinking champagne, chatting with the others but mostly listening to the others. But all the time, you felt the familiar gaze from before all the time, Wakatoshi following your movements with his eyes, not taking them off of you.

He enjoys looking at you, studying like a picture, wondering what's making it so unbreable to not gaze at it, imagining what could be under that dress of yours. He is desperate for something new. His divorce was quite a time ago, and there hasn't been anything quite after it, just some hook-ups that were not that much fun as he thought.

Quite charmed of that misterious man, you got caught, trying to examine him with his grey-greenish hair. Just now your sight wanders over his clothes. A black blouse which seems a little tight on his build shoulders, dark-grey trousers and a brown slim belt, holding his trousers up to his waist. He notices your gaze, locking your eyes at his. Your doe eyes looking into his from a distance. He raises his glass with such a little smile, only you could see, you holding yours up too, sympathizing with him and smiling back.

You would love to hear his voice once again, him speaking with his deep voice that has made a little impact on you, wanting to hear him right next to your ear.

...

The evening went on, and eventually the party went to an end. The family of the fiance went home, your friends brother drove home to his girlfriend as you found out, and your friend and his fiance went into their bedroom. Because of your long way there, you got the guestroom and (unfortunately) Wakatoshi took the couch to sleep on, his driveway also long enough just to see his daughter.

You're laying in bed, already changed clothes, but still fully awake, your mind not getting him out of your mind. Wakatoshi was admiring you and he let you know that, visibly admiring you, smiling at you when you met him, it drives you crazy. Crazy not knowing what his intentions are, what he wants to do with you.

It gave you some tickling down your lower stomach, and just imagining that his rough, big hand would stroke over this area, gives you goosebumps. Already awake and not doing anything except of scrolling through your phone, you decided to go down into the kitchen to get something to drink.

Very slowly and trying to not wake the others, you open your door and get down the stairs, not making a noise. Only a bit light down there. Through the kitchen there's a wide opening, right to the living room where he sits. Wakatoshi, watching TV. He didn't notice you, not yet.

You quietly get a glass and fill it up with water, just now noticing that he sits there, without his upper cloth, having his right arm on the sofa back, his big shoulders and his upper back being visible. Your eyes wander over his muscles moving near his neck, hearing a little sigh from him. Even that makes you feel light, just some sounds from him.

He grabs something next to his body, his shirt. The moves that he makes while getting his shirt on, turned you kinda on. Those muscles that moves around, his arms getting through that shirt, his biceps visible is getting you some tickles and not just down your abdomen.

You shook your head, getting back your mind and were about to drink out of the glass, until the head of the tall man turns to the kitchen, catching you a little embarrassed on the stop.

Unable to get out of the situation, you decided to get another glass of water, asking a little shy if he wants something to drink. He nods to your answer and you walk to him, slowly, with the glasses in your hands, and getting a bit exited, to finally talk to him a bit. You walk through the opening with the glasses and he watches you, wondering if he gets to see more tonight, than just your short pants and your white shirt. He wants to rip it off, wanting to open that bra you can see a bit through.

As you sat down slowly next to him, it's more visible that he got a big chest that now is covered. His visible jawline got a shave two days ago. He leans back, his arm resting on the back of the sofa again, looking but not watching TV.

"You also couldn't fall asleep?" he asks, looking down at you from the side. "No not really.." you answer him, a bit intimidated, wondering what he will say again with this voice of his, that makes you feel dizzy. You now see where the silence from your friends brother come from. "Why can't you sleep?" you finally ask, not bearing that silence between you. "I couldn't handle it, not being able to talk to you propably" he shoot his shot. What does he have to lose? Nothing but your company he enjoys, and he was aware of what he has done to you.

You weren't prepared to hear that out of his mouth, making you feel exited, asking yourself if you should say something. "I think so too" you say, quietly regretting those words now. "I'm sorry mister, please forget what I said" spits out of your mouth, wanting to stand up and leave of embarrassment and the fact that you feel your cheek light up a bit.

As you stand up, he grabs your arm soft to hold you back, his whole hand fitting around your forearm. The soft touch with this raw hand, got your core throb a bit, getting too excited than you should. "Don't worry, I won't make a fuzz. You can stay to my pleasure"these words coming out of his mouth, you do see a light excitement from his eyes that look through you.

Deciding to stay, you sit back down and came a bit near him. It's hard to make a move when he is full of courage that he sends out, making it almost impossible to even flirt with that older man. Wakatoshi puts his arm on the back of the sofa, kind of getting you in his space more. As you noticed you dare to take a look at him while watching TV. He awaited that and raises his eyebrows at catching you stare, having a light smirk on his face which makes him unbearable to not fuck the shit out of him.

He slowly wanders his gaze down to your chest, and back at your eyes with a smile. God you just wished for a move that he would make, which he does, surprisingly right after enjoying the view of your body.

The excitement almost overflowing in you, as he lays down his hand on your thigh, not affecting him in any way. God, he is so close to your core, that you clench your thighs a bit to supress the throb that went a bit needier.

"Is that alright with you?" such a polite man, only if you knew what he wants to do with you. Fuck you raw and good, making you cum all over his dick are the only desires he has right now, and he is close to fulfilling that dream.

You nod, making him feel more comfortable around you than he was, making him stroke your squeezable thigh with his thumb, really slowly making his way to your lose short-pants. A compliment comes from his lips.

"You looked very good in that dress. I couldn't stop looking at you" finally you made a move, still kind of afraid but it was so obvious to you that he likes you. "I noticed that, I loved your attention on me" you said. God finally he kept moving on, you thought as he leans to you, watching those eyes and lips, wanting to kiss them so bad.

"I want to give you all the attention you want" he breathes, almost touching your lips with his. Only just some inches between it... You couldn't hold back, your self-control finally went away, he waited for that moment. "please do mister.." you answer without hesitation, finally getting his lips to touch yours.

~~<3~~

Your whole body feeling hot, bursting out the lust you tried to keep in, moving along with his. His hand longing to finally touch your waist and grabbing your skin of it. Wakatoshi pulls you onto his lap, not interrupting your greedy wet kiss, turning into deep tongue kisses.

His deep voice humming while he sucked on your tongue, makes you crazy, slowly moving your hip, noticing his aroused cock inside his pants. As you weren't already wet of his touches, he slips his hand into your pants from your left leg, pleasuring your folds with slow movements.

He doesn't want to pleasure himself with you, he wants you to have an unforgettable rough sex with him, not wanting anything else but his dick after that. You break the tongue kiss, watching his hands in your panties, knowing exactly what he does and you can't hold back a slight moan.

"I can't let you be louder than that, otherwise they're gonna wake up" toshi says under his excited breath, longing for your pussy, but keeping it patient. He focuses on your throat now, slowly giving you some of the roughness by biting your collarbone and moving his lips up, placing wet kisses all over the side. Fuck, you thought, already so close to cumming on his fingers and he was just caressing your folds, his wet fingers full of your juice enter into your pussy, and it feels incredible, such a little rush but pleasuring like nothing ever was. You hiss, pulling you onto him more, and grabbing the back of his shirt.

Ruin, wanting to ruin that pretty back was your thought.

You pulled of his shirt, which was kind of hard while getting the full menue of getting fucked with fingers, and hold yourself onto his back, slowly scratching it with your nails. Some little whimpers come out of your mouth and as he started scissoring you, your moan got concealed by wakatoshis hand, while you finally cum on his other one, as you couldn't endure all that pleasure down there.

Your pussy wrenching it all out, sucking his fingers into it more, got him turned all up, ready to make you feel so good. Slowly taking out his fingers, holding them infront of your scrunched up face. "Was that you?" he asked in such a deep voice, it vibrates in your brain. "yes mister..."

What a lovely name to call him, bringing his control to the edge, especially hearing that out of your mouth. It drives him crazy, wanting to fill your hole up more with his cock. He helps you out of your shirt, him finally seeing that bra of yours for a short time, just to open it again, wanting to see every inch of your body.

"Stand up and take off your pants" he says with his eyes on your breasts, that would fit perfectly in his hands. As you do with a little struggle to keep yourself up, his eyes glances down, looking at his art of you with a slight smile. Seeing you being wet all of his doings with just one hand, is such a view to him.

He wanted you to come back on his lap, feeling the throb of your pussy for him, but you decide otherwise. You want to pleasure him too, giving him something he wouldn't expect.

Getting on your knees, you open his legs and pull down his pants. He looks at you seductively, waiting for you to go on, you hold up for a second and admire his length, overall a bit over average but it's gonna fill you up so good.

Taking your breasts around it, to give him some stimulation is a good idea. You start to move them around his cock, seeing how he lays back his head, enjoying your doings. God your sight of him wants you to cum again, and his little hums that turn into some grunts give you a little kick, finally wanting to hear more of him, his deep voice.

His cock starts to twitch, close to cover your tits with his cum, he stops you as his hand grabs your chin lightly. "Don't. Come sit on it." he says under his little breaths, that would enter your mouth soon again. You stand up and move your cunt right over his dick, hesitating at first, unsure of how fast he would go.

Wakatoshi holds you at your hips, getting some help. His large hands almost could hold you alone like that.

"Go on" he commands as he watches you dead in the eyes, giving you a shiver down your spine, almost doing it immediately.

You get down, only just taking his tip and you are already feeling full, feeling his cock. Going to the half, it already hurts a bit, stretching you lightly, but it turns to a pleasuring pain you want to get more of.

As you arrived at his crotch, you hissed in deep, full of him and feeling his veins so intense already brings you to an orgasm already, whining through that pain. You wouldn't know that you were so sensitive for him, already having your first orgasm.

"mister I- fuck I'm sorry..." you apologize under this pain turning into a pleasure. He feels your clenching insides, getting him more aroused. "you're taking my dick good. Don't worry, I will handle the rest" and he immediately starts moving you up and down, getting out full of you and letting you down full on his length.

Tooking you by surprise, you almost scream out his name, but he could stop you with his tongue getting into your mouth once more. Only this one move is enough for him, to get more interested in you.

The only thing you can do to express your pain is by scratching his back. Your hands under his arms, reaching out to it and holding you with your fingernails, leaving some marks and getting 'toshi to grunt into your mouth. The artwork of yours looks so good in his back, and surely as he moved your body up and down, the longer those scratches will stay.

His sweat already is wandering down his back, getting his body even warmer. Him moving you up and down all the time took him to the edge and he is about to give you a creampie. How he would love so see his cum slowly wandering out of you.

Under his heavier rough breaths he got out some words. "You'll feel so good when I come into you..." And so close to getting out all what he got, a supressed moan wanders through the hand of him on your mouth. you came again, not sure if his words got an influence on that, but it was already so much pleasure to endure, as you also couldn't believe how good he let's you feel, already having your second orgasm that lasted whole 2 minutes. Surely you got his lower back red of your nails digging into his wet skin.

His twitching cock pulses into you and at the last move of putting you down, his sperm flew right out of it, warming your insides more. Your clenching walls getting out everything of his cock. Arching your back as you feel hot inside gave you the rest and you almost screamed, again held back from 'toshis hand, muffling your pleasured sound, already seeing stars and so close of passing out.

Him grunting heavily by his doings, feeling your tight pussy. Slowly his cum is dripping out of you, still having his dick in you, is making him smile light, being proud of what he has done to you.

He was the first one, to give you two or three orgasms in only one position. And he will be the only one that managed that. You feel so exhausted, your body only leaning onto his big one, but you can feel his cock getting wrapped up again.

"Haven't you done your job right?" he whispers into your ear, shortly nibbling your earlobe, already having a plan how to manage a mess like you. "No mister... I'm sorry mister..." you say exhausted, not even able to move your body right now.

Unable to predict his actions, your body is in his control now, but he waits. He waits that you earn a bit strength back, slowly stroking your head, going through your hair, holding you tight to his body. He could be considered gentle, but his impression and roughness tell otherwise.

With slow movements, you wrap your arms over his shoulder, this being his sign to go on. "hold on tight" he whispers, slowly moving up, holding you. You automatically wrap your legs around his waist but your head wasn't quite able to catch up. And in a second, he bounced you on his dick once again, moving in even further.

Your mouths already together, you moan into his mouth again, even having the feeling to melt into his sloppy kisses. Not even you didn't know that you would be so loud in one lifetime, yet your beautiful sounds that he enjoys are getting muffled by his warm lips or his hand on your swollen mouth, due to all that kissing.

Your slim walls pushing once again, gives him extra pleasure to his thickened cock. Bouncing your body while he stood up, was only the second of his list on how to fuck you, but for tonight it was the last thing.

Feeling you so tight around his dick, feeling your bouncy boobs and moving you on your arse is everything he could do to feel you everywhere, which made his cock twitchened and he came once again, letting it all out inside you, already feeling is sperm getting out around it, grunting one last time in your mouth. You would remember that grunt forever. His chest heavily moves from the exhaustion that haunts him lightly, looking at his product that he made. The view he has, still holding your body and seeing you still intertwined with him, has such an impact of him. Never thinking of looking at a more beautiful thing.

What a shame it's already over, he thinks but your whole body was tired, you exhausted and barely could keep your eyes open.

The only thing you could remember was getting brought to bed like a kid, carried like one. Only feeling some wet tissues and towels on your body. Then black... You fell asleep, while Wakatoshi took care of you. Cleaning up the living room and bringing you your clothes in the guest room.

As he was done, he came back into your room one last time to look at you, seeing you sleep so peacefully after he made you such a mess. He placed a kiss on your forehead, leaving the room with one thing in his hand. If he would've slept in the same bed as yours, there would've been speculations and you couldn't see each other ever again. He wouldn't let that happen,he is a vulnerable middle aged man.

As he got on the couch, he took the cloth out of his pockets he took of you, your underwear being in his hands, wanting to do this all day long. One little sniff and he was satisfied for the rest of the night, falling asleep on the couch, remembering the view he had from you in his dreams.

~~<3~~

The next morning, you hear some movements in the house, not quite able to assign them. You just lay in your bed, tired body and still tired mind, still trying to remember the last things from the night. As you decide to look down, you slowly stand up from the bed and stretching a bit to get a bit of the pain away that haunts you.

Climbing out of it and slowly opening the door, you see him on the stairs going up. The man that made you mess, Ushijima Wakatoshi. He noticed you on the doorframe and stopped going up, looking at you.

"the others eat breakfast, better get dressed" he says, quickly looking up and down at you, you still being naked. You speak up "I couldn't find my underwear" and as he predicted that, he gets to you, taking your hand and opening it.

This man was slightly obsessed with you and that was an understatement.

Placing his other hand on yours, giving you the underwear you searched for. Your eyes went from your hands to his face, looking up and meeting his. There's a small comfort in them now, a softer gaze than the day before, kind of hard to not lose yourself in his olive eyes. "come, get dressed and eat someting" he says with a charm in his voice, so soft yet so hot with his deep voice.

He shortly gives you a kiss on the forehead and went on going to the bathroom. You stopped him right before with your teasing words. "Missed me that much the night?" smirking to your satisfaction. Did you get him with that?

He looks back, chuckling shortly with a slight smirk. "Go dress up" he says, smiling light and disappears into the bathroom.

Wow, the short chuckle gave you little butterflies into your stomach... So attractive, you think and went into the room to get dressed.

All dressed up - with your underwear - you get down the stairs and sit down on the table where the others sit, one seat next to Wakatoshi. "Wow you slept in" says your friend, smiling to you. Quickly lying on the spot you say: "Yeah I drank a bit much champagne yesterday" and grab the juice to pour it into the glass infront of you.

As you do, a knee hits you light, not moving away from you, already knowing it's Wakatoshis. Only the little touch, not even from his hand, is making you feel comfortable, warm, maybe even a bit needy. It makes you happy, that he searches attention from you, a light smile appearing on your face.

You both shared some touches with your knees under the table as you all ate breakfast, and soon it was time to leave. Leaving your friends house, going home, not able to see him again..

With a little unsure feeling in your tummy, you pack your things in your bag, hopefully not forgetting anything. If yes, you have no shame of turning back if he would live here.

A knock on the doorframe, he stands there, leaning on it with his arm. God the marvelous sight, seeing him in that shirt, such a simple plain one, but he can style anything if it's on his body.

"Ready to leave with me?" you nod turning around and grabbing your bag, but holding in, did he say 'with me'? You look confused to him.

"I'll drive you, no talking back" he says, going away from the doorframe, longing for a short kiss and walks infront of you, ready to wait for your signal.

"okay, I can't talk back" you say, smiling at him, but is it a good time to kiss here? Well, your friend is downstairs, maybe one will satisfy your needs..

You got close to him also, your calm face awaiting his lips tells him that you also want it.

Looking at his lips was the sign to finally kiss you, he brought his hand onto your cheek, you feeling the sensation too much already and he closes your lips with his. It feels like you are on cloud 9 while getting electric shocks through your body. You lean into the kiss, he's feeling every inch of your cheek with-

"Come you guys, my mother is already away, you go now too!" you stop in shock, hearing your friends voice from downstairs. With widening eyes, you look at him moving away from your desperate lips. "We continue this another time" he whispers into your ears, making you fuzzy.

He goes down the stairs, you slowly follow, not trying to show your excitement on your cheeks.

...

"I'm gonna miss you!" Your friend says hugging you tight as a goodbye. You, laying your hands around her back. "I'm gonna miss you too, have nice holidays with him" you say and let go of her. Wakatoshi leans down to his daughter, hugging her and wishing her beautiful moments with her fiance.

You watching them, realizing that you like her dad, but he's single and you too. It felt like a match, and does she have to find out? You let that question open.

Both of you walk out of the door and wandering to his car, getting into the passenger seat, and as you watch him get into his car, you look at his thighs, now seeing that not only his back is well trained. He doesn't skip leg days.

"What city?" he asks you, answering a little late because you were.. Distracted. "xxxxxx" he looks at you, lighty having a disbelief in his eyes. "What?" you ask confused. "So we got the same destination" he answers, and also you were quite surprised but slowly replacing it with a tickling happiness in your stomach.

He starts to drive and you turned on the radio, not liking the silence when someone just doesn't turn up music while driving. It's giving you the ick.

You look out the windows but your gaze went to another thing, your thigh having a hand placed on it. It feels incredible, you had that feeling before, sure but it's always a relieving excitement wandering through your body with chills just by having his touch on your body. He notices you smiling and couldn't suppress his one, his corner of his mouth moving up.

You seem to find a pen next to you, deciding to write something on his hand. You took it, and hold down the hand with yours, writing with the other one. It sure is a spectacle, feeling his rough hands with little veins over it in yours.

He was relieved seeing your number on his hand, having some thoughts on what you guys were writing about and how he could pleasure you through the phone when he will write you...

Exhausted? Get a good massage from Kita, he would be so good with his hands on your neck, stroking over it to let you feel less exhausted. It feels like a miracle.

Too much love to handle

Tendou x Reader angst!

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It hurts him to see you happy, with someone other than him. Tendou never let his guard down, even if his day was fully exhausting to him. But seeing you happy with someone else hurts him.

You both had gone your ways after you broke up two years ago in high school, and it took time to get close again, even talking was taking too much courage for Tendou, but eventually as time moved on, you started to be friends again.

You once came to his part-time job at a café just to catch with him up again. But as his best friends name came out of your mouth, his heart shrinked in his chest suddenly, making his chest hurt. Tendou just smiled it away as he listened to you talking about your date you had.

Each time the name fell, the pressure on his chest got heavier, but he wanted to show you of what a friend he is to you, just a kind friend. A kind friend with too much love to handle.

You always were loyal, and you could never betray your partner with someone else. Tendou and you just eventually realized that it wasn't the relationship you dreamed of, never enough for both of you.

But for his part, it was a lie. He was the happiest he's ever been with you, but he didn't wanna pressure things onto you, that you weren't going to enjoy. He wanted you to live your life at your fullest. Without him unfortunately. He couldn't give you enough love he had buried deep inside. Yet he still feels it, after those years, it didn't dissappear.

He smiled at you, you and Ushijima that visited his café to meet him once again, to have another date in this café. As you chatted, Tendou's body signals his little anxiety, feeling a pain in his chest as you seem happy, more happy than you ever were with him. He smiled the pain away, trying to make the coffee you and Ushijima ordered.

"we planned on going to that library afterwards" you said with such a calm voice, he never heard before. Calming but yet thrilling, at the same time hurtful with the word 'we'.

"You did? It seems like you really planned things out!" Tendou said, looking at the satisfied faces of you and Ushijima. It hurts to see them together. It felt like cheating, but it's all time that lead to things.

He gave you both your mugs of expresso and dark coffee and smiled at you with such a facade that was about to break in thousands of pieces if anyone would simply snap with their fingers. You thanked him as you went to a table, Ushijima putting his free hand on your back to lead you.

Him seeing you talk, smile bright as you looked at his best friend like you never did, chuckled, or just listened to him with such a soft gaze, let Tendou felt hurt, maybe even terrified. He couldn't concentrate on his customers anymore, his put-on smile trembling more and more. It let him feel so weak that he couldn't enjoy seeing you at your best, so hurt. All the time, his love for you never really faded.

As you said your goodbye to him, Tendou was slightly closer to break out in here. Your true smile, your perfect face, your charm, everything he loves is meant to be for someone else but him.

As you and Ushijima walk out of the glass-door, his arm around your shoulder, Tendou couldn't bear his feelings anymore. A tear slowly running down his face.

He quickly told his colleague to take over and went into the private area of the café, his tears uncontrolled. It was too much, too much to handle and he has to smile about it, about the fact that he was once again not exactly what he intends to show. His tears running down his smiling pathetic face.

What Tendou didn't know, Ushijima noticed it, his friend breaking apart behind his back.

"Wait here, I'm just using the bathroom from the café" Ushijima told you and went into the café once again.

Suddenly, Tendou saw the shoes from before in the private area, looking up to see Ushijima infront of him. Without hesitation or words, he took Tendou in his arms, them resting on his shoulders.

Curiosity is seeable on Tendous face, wondering how he got in here, but it quickly faded to acceptance, slowly wrapping his arms around Ushijimas body.

It was rare for those best friends to hug, as Ushijima is not much of a physical touch type, but he knew what was needed. Just a hug, a hug that lasted a little longer.

Tendous chest hurt, but the warmth of Ushijimas body filled him. It felt like a silent apology to him, an apology Tendou knew wasn't needed. Just a little longer.. He thought.

A little longer for the moment, to feel a bit better. Just a bit...

Ushijima Wakatoshi headcanons

fluff! little angst! mentioning of alcohol!

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●Would bring you a little bouquet of flowers when you come back from big exams

●He especially likes violet asters, it feels like they would fit to his personality

●Ushijima is kind of a talker around you

●If you and him are out in public and you both overhear a bit of tea/situations from other persons, he would later bring it up again and would discuss with/talk to you about it

●He is an honest person, but he knows when he shouldn't brag about some things

●When you play music from laufey through the house/appartment and sing with it, he wouldn't mind

●After all, he would even sing along, especially to "from the start" because he found it from Tiktok

●It also reminds him of the love between you

●Short situation: while you want to clean up the appartment with Ushijima, you asked if he's okay if you put some music on. "Do it, I don't mind" he says and starts to wash the dishes in the kitchen while you clean the fridge. You sing along Laufeys songs. 'have to get this off my chest, I'm telling you today'

●"that when I talk to you, oh, cupid walks right through and shoots an arrow through my heart" you hear along with your voice. You stop and turn your head around with your eyes widened to Ushijima. "You like Laufey?" "Yes, it's a good song" he says as if it was nothing and hums along. Your heart melted on the spot.

●If you think he would be good at cooking, you're wrong. He would most likely just cut the ingredients while you cook the meal

●Ushijima is not much of a drinker when it comes to alcohol, he barely drinks on parties but if he does, then it's most likely Radler or a glass of sparkling wine

●As he gets older, he tried some whiskey and gin, but he still would drink it just on special occasions

●And he is known for his silent greetings, he greets you with just one hand up and stares at you unintentionally

●If he would make/do music, He would be in a choir singing alto or tenor

●If you wanna surprise him with a place, bring him to a lake with little cliffs. Ushijima would love just swimming around with you and jumping off the little cliffs.

●He's a bookworm but he wouldn't call himself one, and if there would be a homework to read a book/novel, he would read it immediately

●He really likes reading old novels, especially Jane Austen and Kafka

●Love Language : Acts of service and quality time are his top. He doesn't mind touching you or being touched, he's open with it

●If he shows his love by physical touch, he definetly gives you kisses on your forehead and head while hugging light

●If you feel down, don't be shy to cuddle with him, asking is the best thing to do

●If he receives physical touch, he loves it when you stroke litghly with your nails over his neck, the sensation is beautiful to him

●Ushijima is always gonna help you with chores throughout the house, there are even days when only he does the housework. He likes the feeling of you finally relaxing and showing you love while helping out

●Don't be shy to compliment him, it's making him a little bit shy even if it's not noticable

●But don't expect much compliments from Ushijima, as he is not much of an all-around talker

●But he would take notice if words of affirmation is your love language, just so he can show how he cares about you

●Be ready for some late evening/afternoon walks, it calms 'toshis heart

----little angst here

●He cries, very rarely but he does, and he thinks he shouldn't bc it's a' sign of weakness'

●All because of the pressure he got from his family and work, sometimes he can't endure it and he should know that that's okay

●He cries without saying anything, he just sits and little tears run over his cheeks, silent like a cat sleeping

●And as ushijima realizes, he tries to overcome his sadness and just wipes his tears quickly but steady away

●We go away from the angst now

●Ushijima is a person that doesn't really listen to music in his freetime, sure he has some songs he likes but he listens to podcasts more

●'toshi randomly gives advices unintentionally, like he doesn't even notice it

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Quick and simple things about this blog

Pat intp 5w6||🎶🏳️‍🌈 ||they/them

Introduction:

welp hi, my name is Pat and I'm writing just for fun here. About anything, about anyone. There is just a burst of energy that hits me and I write my full heart out for one fanfiction, Imagine or One shot. And a friendly reminder here as nearly anyone that writes here: English is not my first language, so don't wonder if it just are simple words. I mostly write my ideas out as best as I can.

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Well what do I write? :

I write fanfictions, One shots, Imagines and sometimes headcanons (just started that). The perspectives are depending. Sometimes in the first perspective, "you" perspective and "y/n" perspective.

What Fandoms, characters, things?

I just had the idea to upload my stories that I wrote here (I usually write on wattpad in my native language (ger) but my writing block is too huge rn). So here comes a little list of what I written/will write about in general.

Haikyuu fluff/angst/smut mostly

Haikyuu headcanons

fem!reader x fem!

masc!reader x masc!

fem!reader x masc!

neutral reader x fem!/masc!

(those four mentioned mostly smut but also fluff)

dilf!au

angst!

Uploads, requests, etc.:

The uploads are very irregular, mostly when I find the time bc of stress and so on, so pls don't hate me for that-. Because I always have a huge write block after I wrote, it's hard to take requests, or in other words : to make you happy with recent uploads. I don't have anything against it when you request something, (only if you want ofc) but pls don't expect me to write then in a range of three days.. I'm deeply sorry about that.. As I mentioned, I will just mostly upload my stories I've already written.

(This is really a new experience to upload this here, and I would be very surprised if someone would even read that- or follow me-)

Morning Routine [nsfw]

(Wakatoshi Ushijima x F!Reader)

a/n this is something i wrote and edited today in a single run >.< I wanted to release a haikyuu fluff fic for my tumblr debut but i was just possessed by something this morning and rolled outta bed and just typed this up hehe.. reblogs and comments appreciated!! i have like 12 unfinished works rn and i am busting my ass off to get those finished and published! please be on the lookout for more from me!

summary:: wakatoshi has a bad habit-- his morning routine revolves around you. more specifically, cumming to the sounds of you. warnings:: wakatoshi is highkey a creep/stalker but this fic is fluffy i promise music rec!:: 2fast by superm <AKA the song i listened to when writing> word count:: 1.9k

6:33 AM, the blinking clock reads. 

He doesn’t even need an alarm now. 

Silently, Wakatoshi rolls over, reaches over to his nightstand and grasps the two items he needs most– lube and toilet paper. 

Sighing, he sits himself up, leaning against the headboard of the bed, and, as if awaiting instructions, goes very, very still. 

In a way, he is waiting for orders. You just aren’t aware that you’re the one giving them. 

6:34 AM. A mere minute before you’re up and he can get started with his day. It doesn’t feel right, yet he can’t stop. Shaking his head, Wakatoshi shifts his weight around, impatient. 

I should stop. 

There it is. That nagging voice of reason that scolds him every morning. But really, at this point, he can’t function normally without you. 

There’s a certain amount of stress that comes with carrying the title of ace. All the papers praising his skills, cheering fangirls, and words of encouragement from coach only added to the ever growing expectations that people had for him. 

Luckily, when he was a senior in high school, Wakatoshi had discovered what best alleviates this pressure– not meditation, not Tendo’s comics, but sexual relief. 

Every morning, a quick handjob does the job, gets him into prime condition. He even checked with his primary doctor to ensure it’s safe and healthy to release everyday– “you’ll be fine, Wakatoshi, as long as you don’t consume too much porn,” the old man had advised kindly. 

He took the doctor’s words to heart– since he had discovered this method of relief, Wakatoshi had never viewed porn. Some of his teammates laughed at him when they found out he almost religiously avoids it, but he doesn’t want to contaminate his brain with potentially intrusive or disturbing visions. His imagination has always been enough, after all. 

Until he met you.

In a way, you’re both a blessing and a curse– probably the latter, he admits to himself. Because since he’d met you months ago, the only thing that’s been able to get him up is you. 

He’s never slept so well, his skin has never looked so clear, and, most importantly, his condition on court has never been better. He’s considered the possibility of you being a goddess, or possibly his guardian angel and can only rule those out with the fact that you, like him, masturbate. 

More accurately, masturbate. Every. Single. Morning. 

Then he hears it. The first soft moan. Wakatoshi glances at the time– 6:37 AM. You’re getting a slightly late start today. 

No matter. He lifts his hips, gently rolls down his gray sweats to his lower thigh. He’s already hard. He doesn’t even have to touch himself now to get excited. Your quiet voice and the thoughts of you are enough.

Poor you. You’re unaware that despite residing in a luxurious, single-person room reserved for school athletes, the walls are criminally thin. 

Wakatoshi pops open the lid of the lube, squirting a glob into his warm hand. He throws aside the bottle, barely registering as it bounces off the bed, only intent on listening into the sounds of you and your body. 

When he first grasps his cock, he has to hold back a groan. Despite it being an everyday routine, he still feels the same surge of pleasure as when he first started this nasty habit months ago. 

You're breathing slightly more heavily now, and he hears the sounds of your fingers inserting and exiting your body at a familiar pace. He follows along, carefully stroking up and down. 

He wonders where you’ve learned this from, because you always go at the perfect pace. Somedays, you go slower, teasing yourself, pausing just before you orgasm, but it’s always. 

It’s always exactly what he needs.

God. He knows this is wrong, even as he pumps faster with his left hand to keep up with your quick fingers. It feels so good. 

Next door, you’re beginning to let out soft cries.

He presses his thumb against the tip, holding back a moan of his own as he envisions you jerking him off. 

He’s seen your hand before– extra soft from being in gloves for multiple hours daily as a fencer. 

Thinking about your sport has him thinking about his, and now he’s back to thinking about how wrong this is. But he can’t help it, he’s already tried to give it up once– yielding horrible results. 

The day he held back and skipped a morning fap session with you was also the hardest day of his life. He had found himself unable to focus in lecture, especially grumpy towards Tendo’s typically bearable antics, and worst of all, all his hits were off. 

“Your schedule must be off,” his captain had said, casually tossing a ball high into the air.

“Bad sleep? Rough morning?” 

Wakatoshi had blinked at him wordlessly, wondering how the tall setter had guessed accurately. 

“It’s fine,” the third-year had reassured him, “just get back on track tomorrow.”

With that, Wakatoshi had found himself ‘back on track,’ masturbating with– no, to you– every morning. 

You’re moaning out loud now, almost whimpering. His cock pulses in his hands, veins bulging, growing hotter and heavy. Fuck, he just wants to see you right now. Your cute face, your sexy neck, gorgeous arms... 

He can almost see it now– your smooth thighs shaking and twisting as your small hands would grasp your pillow. He’d make you feel so good, he just knows it. He’d lean against you, kiss your neck and ear before whispering how good you are, how you’re making him cum, how much he loves you! 

You’d cum, and he wouldn’t stop. He’d want to see your eyes roll back over and over again, and he’d memorize every inch of your face.

Wakatoshi holds back another groan. His fisted hand feels so good against his cock, especially as it imagines it’s your tight pussy. 

Contrary to what Tendo believes (the only one to know about this bad habit) it wasn’t just your soft moans and quiet gasps that had him clenching his sheets as he lifted his hips.

He had long fallen for you, since you had first locked eyes with him in the long hallway. 

There was something about you. The way you always smile up at him gently– not in the way that other girls smile at him, as if they want something (usually his number)– but a genuine smile, eyes crinkling slightly.  

This unexpected attraction was only exacerbated when you sat next to him at the first-years’ dinner party. You smelled so fucking good and listened to his words with actual interest, asking him about his family and laughing at his lame jokes.

Unfortunately, he was also scared. 

He had heard about the countless rejections you’d dished out since the first day of university. 

Despite his perceived sexual ignorance, Wakatoshi knew everything there was to know– he was popular, too, in his own right. Tall and lean, there were girls throwing themselves on him left and right. 

But he only wanted you. 

Today, he must be extra stressed (especially with that upcoming psychology exam that he hasn’t studied for yet) because he’s so, so close, yet can’t seem to finish. 

Fine then. 

He leans over, grabs his cell phone. He only does this in emergency cases, which occurs about once or twice a month. 

Swiping up, he’s greeted by his photo gallery, opened the night prior for this cause. 

In his locked gallery awaits dozens of photos of you. 

Obviously none were taken by him! 

Wakatoshi’s a creep, but one with manners and boundaries. 

This gallery is cluttered with headshots of you from the school’s official website, silly photos of you that were sent into the college athlete’s group chat, and his favorite– photos of you from your close friend who sells them to him at fair prices, starting at $10 minimum. 

None are suggestive. But they still rile him up, maybe because the only connection he has with you is through your early morning activities. 

Wakatoshi desperately taps on the newest picture he bought for $40, quadruple the usual price– he can hear your breath hitching, and he knows you’re almost done. 

He wants to finish with you so bad. 

He was going to save this picture for next week, when he knows you’ll be gone for the fencing nationals and he’ll have to cum without you for an entire miserable, dreadful, god-forsaken week–

but he doesn’t care now. Nothing matters. 

It’s a glorious photo– when he heard your friend had it, he had grabbed her by the shoulders and demanded a price. 

You. On the beach. Under an umbrella. Lying on a purple towel.

He had paid an extra ten dollars for the motion picture– so he could watch you go from ass up onto your back, breasts jiggling and cheeky smirk in full action.

That’s enough. 

He holds his fist tight–one more pump and he’s finished, but he wants to make sure you’re cumming first– and he hears it– to his relief, you’re moaning and whispering– “‘m cumming!” 

Yeah, he’s cumming too. His hips lift again, and he drags his closed fist downwards against his wet cock. His vision blurs. 

“Fuck!” 

He can’t help it, today’s orgasm is especially strong, taking control of his full body. He’s shaking, mind barely in control as he continues to slowly pump to ride out the whole orgasm. After all, that’s what you’d do, right? You’d keep riding him, even as he finished and begged you to stop. 

Thank God we came together.

Sometimes, you bait him. More often than he likes, you switch it up, holding yourself back and not allowing yourself to cum before masturbating all over again for an even more powerful orgasm. Those days suck– when he’s already softening, cum all over his large hands, and you’re still going. 

He hears your bed squeak, and he sighs– as soon as it starts, it’s already over.

6:45 AM, his phone reads. Wakatoshi tosses it aside.

Thankfully, he had pulled his phone away in time, avoiding tainting the device with his release. A few times a month, he gets careless and cums onto an open picture of you, causing him to have to run through his shower extra fast so he can leave time to wipe down the device.

Rolling off the bed, he heads towards the shower leisurely. It’s also become a part of his routine to time his shower. It makes him feel even more intimately connected to you. 

Wakatoshi’s grateful you take long showers– you’ve never taken less than 24 minutes to shower, typically, they last about 34 minutes on average. That gives him the time to jump out first and wait to exit his room at the same time you depart from yours. 

Under the heat of warm water, he’s usually consumed with thoughts of you, impossible thoughts, like maybe you know. 

The wall between you and him is equally thin, and your hearing may be as equally good as his…

Maybe you know, and you like masturbating with him. 

And then, just as a precaution, he douses himself with cold water at the end of his shower, and those thoughts dissipate with the steam escaping towards the vent. 

Like everyday, Wakatoshi laces his shoes, sprays on his favorite cologne (that your friend claims you like) and inhales, bracing himself to see you. 

As he hears your feet shuffle, he pushes his door open first, stepping out into the warm hallway.

“Good morning, Wakatoshi!” You greet, eyes brightening. He nods, gulping. That’s an acceptable form of greeting, right?

As the two of you walk towards the elevator in silence, Wakatoshi can’t help but hope that this morning routine won’t be coming to a stop anytime soon. 

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a/n and that's a wrap :,) i really hope you liked and sorry the ending is highkey shit LOL as i kept editing i kept adding and removing more and more and honestly that's kind of my biggest weakness:: i'm never satisfied with my work and i'm scared ppl won't like it ... but i'm trying to overcome that!

Crap.. Tsukki is so freaking reliable!

toya and ushi entering onigri miya in black suit and sunglasses and going to sit where tsumu is

toya: what’s your intentions with my baby cousin

tsumu *he has no fucking clue what’s happening*: is this an interview

ushi: answer the question miya

hoshiumi kagayama ushijima in that order