Bro Hes Literally Just Standing There

bro hes literally just standing there

"y/n what is it tell me," atsumu begs, smile still resting on his face. His eyes searching yours for answer.

"it's nothing, really" The two of you are at osamu's shop in the very back booth. Legs up as you face Atsumu. Most of his friends are here to celebrate Sunarin's birthday, and with that comes a lot of new information about your boyfriend that you didn't know before.

You know he can read your face. He knows there someone you want to ask, but not sure what. It's simply just not the time and place to ask this. Is there ever really a good time to ask?

How do you ask your boyfriend how many exs he's had without making it weird?

He's well aware this is your first relationship, and as embarrassing as that is he never made you feel embarrassed for it. You watch as Suna, Aran, Kita, and Osamu joke about more memories from the past. They know so much more than you do. It must be so much easier being a guy in relationships.

The party has died down to the point where it's only the six of you left. Which gives Atsumu more than enough time to read your face and assume your thoughts which is exactly what you need right now.

"you know what...whatever. I'm not dealing with you and your sad bullshit right now," he says before getting up, and re-joining his friends. Everything around you slows. It's as if you were pushed under water. Your throat closes and your eyes begin to water before you rush up and into the bathroom.

You weren't suppose to be here. He only brought you so you could meet his friends — who clearly weren't expecting you either. You breathing picks up as you shut the door to the only bathroom in the establishment. How could he say that?

"in proximity" | hq, ushijima

content: ushijima asking for help on English is one thing--him sitting just inches away from you is another

tags+warnings: fluff, ushijimaxfem!reader, thirdyear!ushijima, tendou+semi appearance, not proofread

character(s): ushijima

word count: 1.6k

a/n: im sorry in advance this was written on the bus LMAO

Brown shoes pattered as the students of Shiratorizawa started to cluster in the slightly filled classroom. It was lunch break, and you decided to stay in with your feet bouncing slightly and earbuds in, the music blasting so loud it could be heard from the external world. It was so loud you didn’t pick up on the dress shoes cladding on the wooden floor. You were so focused on reading up the next lesson for English that you didn’t feel a tall, looming presence in front of the desk.

“[Y/N].”

A few more seconds passed until an unknown hand plucked your right bud out of your ear.

The muted classroom suddenly filled your hearing, and the chatter of classmates could be heard crystal clear. Your eyebrows furrowed at the action, and you trailed your eyes to follow up the cladded arm until you reached a calm, yet slightly tilted head.

Wakatoshi Ushijima.

Your mouth clamped shut with only a slight hum in response to the stunned and sudden intrusion of the ace on your academy’s precious volleyball team.

Your puzzled expression had you blinking your eyes more than usual, causing him to only slightly clear his throat.

“I know you may not know me, but you’re [Y/N], right?” His expression remained unchanged as if carved from stone. It almost felt like you were in deep trouble with how a million eyes darted right at the two of you.

After quickly glancing around the now hushed classroom, you peered back up at him and nodded, “Of course, I know who you are, Ushijima-san.”

The pressure of possibly being the next target of rumors in the upcoming week terrified you. It was astonishing at the rate and creativity these students could create over the slightest piece of information.

He only nodded in return and began to rummage through the black book bag slung across his body. It took him a moment to finally find what he was looking for, and he stretched out his unwavering hand to reveal another English textbook.

“I was hoping you could tutor me for the upcoming finals.”

“Huh?” You quickly zipped your lips shut as the thoughts in your head blurted out.

Okay, that really stumped you; your eyes scanned the area for some sort of snicker or nudge of the arms as a sign of a prank.

But that wasn’t part of his nature, was it—no, he meant business with how his sandy-brown eyes never left yours.

It wasn’t like he was trying to hide it either. His voice was crystal clear and projected enough for everyone to chime in. You would expect that from the volleyball captain, yet he still needed your help with English.

“What do you need help with?” you continued.

There was a short pause as he suddenly moved away from your gaze, his hand reaching out for a vacant chair and pulling it up next to you. The slightly grating sound of the chair legs scraping against the wooden floor paused any remaining conversation in the classroom, drawing all eyes to the two of you.

His sudden presence filled your senses in seconds as his side profile came into view. The scent of fresh laundry lingered in the air as he was near. You could see the fine details of his chiseled jawline, and the determined set of his brow. Up close, it was no surprise he looked even more handsome.

Suddenly, your palms felt a little sweaty, and the room got a little warmer.

His intense focus and proximity made it hard to breathe steadily. His huge frame caused him to lean back on the small wooden chair, making it creak slightly under his weight. Meanwhile, your frame remained sort of uptight, your back straight as a rod, in fear you might accidentally touch him.

The sheer size of him was overwhelming; his broad shoulders seemed to take up more space than the chair allowed, and his legs spread slightly to accommodate his height. His arm brushed lightly against yours as he reached forward, causing a spark of electricity to shoot up your spine.

He placed the blue textbook next to yours, his large, calloused hands moving with surprising gentleness. Flipping to a certain page, he revealed a passage that had been neatly bookmarked, as if he already knew exactly what he needed help with. The text was underlined and annotated in pencil, showing his efforts to understand it on his own.

His voice, low and steady, broke the silence. "I figured you would be the best to tutor me."

He glanced over at your in-progress notes, his gaze unwavering and thoughtful. The closeness of his presence made the air around you feel charged, every small movement amplified your heightened awareness.

You took a deep breath, trying to steady your racing heart. "I... I’d be happy to help, Ushijima-san."

He nodded appreciatively, his stoic expression softening ever so slightly. “Thank you. I won’t take much of your time. It’s quite difficult to find time after school to study.”

As you started to explain the notes you had been working on, you couldn't help but feel the weight of his gaze on you. It was intense like he was studying every word you said, every movement you made.

The sliding door abruptly slammed open, the force of it causing a few heads to turn in surprise. An overly excited redhead waltzes into the room, a completely annoyed companion trailing behind him.

“I thought I saw ya in the window while walking past, Ushi!” Tendou explained, his mouth wide open with a pearly-white smile, eyes gleaming with mischief. His voice echoed through the now silent classroom, making sure everyone knew of his arrival.

Ushijima barely reacted, his focus still on the textbook in front of him, but a faint sigh escaped his lips. You, on the other hand, jumped slightly in your seat, your eyes widening at the sudden intrusion.

Tendou stopped just inside the doorway, leaning against the frame with a casual, almost theatrical air. Semi stood beside him, his expression shifting into one of mild entertainment at the sight. “And look who you’re with! [Y/N], right?” Tendou’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he peered over in your direction, taking in the view of the English textbooks and your notes spread across the desk.

You nodded, trying to compose yourself. “Yes, that’s right.”

Tendou grinned wider, not moving from his spot. “Tutoring, huh? Just like we sai—uh, thought so!” He straightened up slightly, trying to awkwardly save himself from the slip-up. His eyes darted everywhere as he looked around, trying to gauge the room’s reaction.

The ash-blonde friend next to him raised an eyebrow in amusement, then let out a small scoff, clearly entertained by Tendou's ridiculous attempt to cover up his mistake.

Ushijima glanced at his teammates, his expression unchanging as he blinked up at his two teammates.

“Yes, that’s right.” he parrots you as he responds to Tendou.

Tendou chuckled, his voice carrying easily across the classroom. “Well, we wouldn’t want our star player struggling with finals, would we?” He shot you a teasing grin before wiggling his eyebrows.

Tendou clapped his hands together, the sound startlingly loud in the quiet room. “Alright! Let’s go and nourish our starving bellies, Semi-pooh,” he cooed, waving a hand towards the sliding door.

Semi’s eye twitched as he muttered a curse word under his breath. “Don’t call me that,” he grumbled, his annoyance clear, but he still followed Tendou out of the classroom.

As they left, Tendou continued to chatter animatedly, his voice fading as they walked down the hallway. Semi’s occasional responses, a mix of chuckles and sighs, echoed faintly back into the room.

You were left there dumbfounded in your chair as you couldn’t help but glance back at Ushijima. He, on the other hand, resumed his notes like nothing had happened.

‘Huh, that was weird.’

You decided not to think anything of it.

𓇢𓆸 Later that day

“I told you to sit across from her, not next to her!” Tendou’s voice echoed out from the locker room, a blend of exasperation and amusement in his tone.

Ushijima glanced up from his phone, intrigued. Tendou’s rants were a familiar occurrence, but this time, there was a sharpness to his words that captured Ushijima’s attention.

“You were practically crowding her! I could feel the awkward tension all the way from the doorway!” Tendou continued, his arms waving dramatically as he paced back and forth. His eyes were wide with mock horror, clearly relishing the chance to tease his stoic friend.

“I thought it would be more efficient,” Ushijima said, his brow knitting slightly.

Tendou snorted, laughter reverberating in the confined space. “Efficient, huh? Sure, let’s go with that.” He gave Ushijima a knowing look, his eyes narrowing with playful suspicion. “Come on, Ushi, we both know why you really wanted to sit next to her.”

Ushijima’s expression remained impassive. “I respect her intelligence.”

Tendou’s grin broadened, his enjoyment evident. “Mhm? And you wanted to be close to her too~”

Ushijima’s gaze dropped back to his phone, his fingers idly tapping the screen as he sat on the dark wooden bench, his posture relaxed.

“That’s why I suggested you ask her for help,” Tendou said, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he leaned against the lockers. “You needed an excuse to spend time with her.”

The room was filled with the familiar silence Tendou was accustomed to.

He clapped Ushijima on the shoulder, his cue that he was taking off. “You’ll get the hang of it. Just remember to give the lady a little space next time.”

Ushijima remained seated on the bench, fingers navigating to his contact list. At least he got one thing right: asking for your number.

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hiii can i request 3 +19 renjun fluff smut? thank u hope ur having a good day/night!

— two best friends in a room they might kiss or more…

pairing. afab!reader x bff!renjun | genre. smut | wc. 700+ | mdni!

warnings. dom!renjun, sub!reader, riding sex, protected sex (not mentioned but as we know it’s safer *_*), creampie, slight nipple play, overstimulation. let me know if i missed something

a/n. this one’s pretty short but it can be extended i guess? anyways i miss renjun :((

Renjun's living room was resonating with the sounds of skin slapping, moaning and heavy breathing.

He was sitting on the couch, his head thrown back and eyes tightly shut as he groaned at the feeling of your walls taking him in. His left hand had slipped under your t-shirt as his fingers pinched your nipple drawing out a moan from you.

You were bouncing on his cock as his right hand supported your hips to continue the action. Hands encircling his neck and lips sucking the skin of his jaw.

“Renjun… I’m close” you whispered. Your cum sticking to the base of Renjun’s cock and your trembling body due to over sensitivity was the confirmation of how hard your first orgasm was just a few minutes ago.

You came hard the first time that it left you shaking and moaning so loud that Renjun was sure he’ll be getting complaints from neighbours soon but all that didn’t matter to him as he himself was clouded with pleasure. Not just his pleasure but yours too.

“Fuck you’re so hot.” He had muttered looking at your cum dripping out, his fingers not so gently digging in your skin.

“Renjun, it’s too much.” You had cried when he tightly gripped your hips guiding you on his cock in a rushed manner. “I didn’t know you were so sensitive.” Looking up at you he had smirked.

“I know you can take it.”

Therefore, here you are with your second orgasm approaching, bouncing on top of him with a hazy mind as all you could think of now was the way Renjun’s cock hit spots no one has ever been able to this perfectly.

“Fuck y/n you take me so well… as if you’re made for me.” He said, a loud moan followed by a groan leaving his mouth as he felt you clench around him twice. “Dammit” he pulled you close by your neck kissing you passionately, his lips moving on yours roughly as he parted your lips with his tongue and explored.

He felt you go limp against him again and harshly grabbed your hips once more lifting you up and pulling you back down with a little bit more force. This made you scream loudly as you pulled back from the kiss mumbling his name continuously while moaning.

“My pretty y/n. So good for me. Fuck. Mine. Only mine.” He thrusted hard in you with each word as you had let yourself fall on his chest having no energy left.

His thrusts soon grew sloppier and erratic, while your second orgasm washed over you even harder than the first one. Your nails must have left marks on Renjun’s shoulders with how tightly you gripped them, body shaking from pleasure as Renjun snaked an arm around your waist to hold you securely.

“Fuck, I love the way you moan my name. The way you clench around me. The way you hold me.” He felt himself nearing his climax when you had come the second time and screamed his name.

“Renjun, please come fast.” You begged, tears soaking the material of his shirt. “Almost there.” He said with gritted teeth, tightening his grip on you.

“Fuck.” He moaned loudly as he came. Breathing heavily, he looked down at you in his arms, still trembling a bit and looking all worn out, a small smile forming on his lips as he tried to soak in everything that had happened in the previous hour.

He never thought he would fuck his best friend like this on his couch. Sure he had feelings for you since past two years and have dreamt of this but never felt that it could become a reality, that he could fuck you into oblivion.

It all started with a little teasing, leading to you sitting on his lap to having a make out session to him finally saying the words he had been wanting to since forever “Do you trust me?” to you agreeing and then this.

The only thing that sacred Renjun was where your relationship would stand now. Will it end? Will you suggest friends for benefits? Will he be able to finally confess his genuine feelings?

But all of this is a discussion for later, right now he just wants to enjoy the feeling of you in his arms and the sense of being with you this close. He loved you so much you can never really think of.

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Just an act — Kuroo Tetsurou

Kuroo has a stupid fight with Yaku about pulling girls and, to get on his nerves, Kuroo tells him he has a girlfriend. So what do you do when Kuroo comes up to you and asks you to be his fake girlfriend?

status: COMPLETED

pairing: kuroo x reader

cw: mdni, fake dating, fem!reader, there will probably be typos.. my bad, characters might be a bit ooc, a little suggestive at times, overall pretty soft and fluffy, happy ending

taglist: closed

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1 – introductions: underpaid bffs ; hell’s roommates

2 – non existent dick

3 – boyfriend privilege

4 – e-dating

5 – cards don't lie

6 – don't choke

7 – co parenting

8 – stray cat

9 – make it real

10 – the boyfriend

11 – like like

12 – on sight

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im not gonna stop talking about kozume kenma

im not gonna stop talking about kozume kenma

im not gonna stop talking about kozume kenma