#ushijima drabble

[torudarling]

TO MISS WHAT WAS ᰍ ushijima wakatoshi !

When someone asks Wakatoshi how he’s doing after his recent breakup, he tells them he’s okay. Which was the truth for a time.

He’s had a lot of time to think after that conversation that ended his relationship of eight years. Four were when they were friends, and four were in the actual romantic relationship. Eight years—that’s just... no longer is.

Wakatoshi was ok. He didn’t understand why his friends, even the ones he hasn’t been able to keep in touch with due to busy schedules and different life trajectories, kept on asking him the same question. Over and over again. And he thought of it as their initial concern for his well-being, because that’s what friends are for.

He was okay—fine. He still followed through with his day-to-day routine. Still showed up to practice. Still maintained his health. Still him.

So Wakatoshi didn’t understand why they were still so concerned even when he reassured them that he was fine.

But the truth had a way of making itself known in the most unexpected times. In the moments when you least expect it to. Like tonight, when he and a few friends from Shiratorizawa had invited him out to drink.

“Are you okay?” Semi Eita asks just as he finishes another shot of alcohol. The liquid carves a slight burning—sort of tingling—sensation in his throat, but Wakatoshi disregards the feeling and lifts his gaze from his glass to look at him.

“I am,” he answers.

It’s the truth and nothing but. It’s the same answer he’s given to a hundred people. And it’s what he was sure he felt. That is, until things finally settle in.

“Hey,” it’s Satori who puts a comforting hand on his shoulder, “you can be honest with us, y’know? If you still miss them, then you don’t have to keep telling us you don’t when you do.”

Oh.

Oh.

Well, that’s something to be honest about, alright.

Wakatoshi sets his glass down with a soft thud and thinks—dwells. Gathers all his thoughts and feelings in such short notice—and he realizes there are still a lot of things he hasn’t gotten over. Like coming to an enlightenment of the things he’s just brushed over and convinced himself to swallow down.

“I just...” He heaves in a breath.

He doesn’t know where to start or what to start with. Because feelings were confusing and reminded him of his parents’ complicated relationship that he was now sure affected him growing up.

But no, Wakatoshi thinks to himself; he has to be honest. He can be honest. If he doesn’t, then it’s only a matter of time before the dam overflows and he’s left with an awful aftermath.

“I miss them,” he confessed, breath shaky. “How could I not? They were... my other half, and now that they left, it feels like that other half of my sense of self is missing.”

And he doesn’t know where he got the courage to continue, but he does. “I really loved them. And I just... I really, really do miss them.”

So this is why he lay awake most nights. Longing, wishing for everything to just be a bad dream, and that by the time morning arrives everything will just be a long-forgotten what-if. It isn’t. Wakatoshi’s bad dream is a continuous nightmare that continues to haunt him even when his eyes are open.

Oh—

Oh, he’s crying. How odd.

He didn’t cry when he agreed to end things with you. He didn’t cry when you left, tears streaming down your face. He didn’t cry even after.

Because maybe, maybe now he’s finally coming to terms with the fact that there was no going back to what you two were. To miss what was finally allowed Wakatoshi to accept what he truly felt. To accept, but never forget. And that’s the thing about missing someone, no?

He has to accept that what was was no longer his to hold on to and that it was alright not to forget. Because he loved. Wakatoshi loved. And how could he forget what he loved with his whole heart and mind?

Accept? he could do.

Forget? He doesn’t think so.

He could miss what was all he wants, but he knows that missing wouldn’t bring things back to the way they used to be. And that’s the bitter truth when it comes to loving someone so much it hurts when fate and coincidence have other plans for you two.

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[kawoala]

⁝ USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI 𝜗𝜚 long practices 𝜗𝜚

ᰔ wc ; 354

ᰔ content warning ; headcanon 、 established relationship 、 sleepy toshi 、 semi-professional volleyball player ushijima.

oh, nothing, just bf!ushijima who, as a semi-professional volleyball player, has extremely hard practices that go on for hours and hours. when he’s in the gym, time loses all meaning. hours pass and they feel like minutes; ushijima could stay on the court all night.

but he’s happy when it’s time to leave. happy because, now, he has you to come home to. you sitting on the couch reading a book, laying in your shared bed taking a nap, doing miscellaneous chores. he’s just happy to see you, really.

his favorite place to find you is the bedroom, though. you’re sitting with your back leaned against the wall, reading glasses perched on your nose, eyes scanning the page in front of you.

you look up at the creaking of the door and smile when your gaze lands on your loving boyfriend. you greet him quietly, putting your bookmark to use and setting your book to the side. your arms instinctively open, an invitation to come lay on you.

and of course he takes it. why wouldn’t he? being in your arms is the most comfortable place he’s ever been. his duffle drops to the floor and he makes it to the bed in two strides.

all 200 pounds of his six foot three frame flops down on you and, for a moment, you think you see your life flash before your eyes. his nestles his head into the crook of your neck, wrapping his strong arms around your waist.

“hello, toshi,” you greet, hand carding through his hair. he hums back at you and you see that his eyes are already shut. “long practice, hm?”

you very faintly feel him nod against you, so you sigh happily, continuing your ministrations in his hair. “tell me about your day,” he mumbles, barely audible.

you look down at him for a moment. “are you sure?” he nods again, so you tell him. you tell him how your presentation in your art history class went, you tell him how almost spilled coffee all over yourself, and by the time you get to what you had for lunch, his breathing has evened out and he’s dead asleep.

again, you smile softly. your hands never stop playing with his hair and you continue talking - because he once told you that he’s always listening, even when he’s asleep.

[luvnami]

i want to be babied by post time-skip v league division 1 player ushijima wakatoshi

the weather outside is cold. you’re reluctant to leave the warm cocoon you’ve constructed out of the king sized duvet, even as your husband calls for you from the living room. you make a soft, non-commital noise and nuzzle your face into your pillow. there’s the sound of the bedroom door opening. ushijima pads in, his side of the bed dipping under his weight as he sits down. 

“baby,” he says. “i made us breakfast. i was thinking we could eat together.”

you wiggle over to ushijima. you pop your head out of the blanket burrito and he huffs a quiet laugh, thinking to himself that you look like a worm. a cute worm with a bedhead and squinted eyes. he reaches out to comb his fingers through your hair, a poor attempt at smoothing out the nest on your head. 

“come cuddle, toshi,” you mumble sleepily.

“it’s already 9am. i have to leave for training at 10.”

“just a lil’ bit. please?”

ushijima relents. he slides his bedroom slippers off and adjusts himself on the bed, wrapping his limbs around you, duvet and all. you’re warm and you smell like him; you smell like home. 

“just for a little bit,” he promises.

ushijima kisses the soft skin on your temple and you let your eyes fall shut once more, comforted by his weight and warmth. this familiar intimacy has worn its way into your soul, time and time again, till it's become the shape of you and him.

you stay in bed for another five minutes before ushijima insists you join him for breakfast, and he pulls you out even when you whine. outside, the weather’s cold. in your forever home, it's warm.

[softxsuki]

Museum Date with Ushijima

| Pairing: Ushijima x Gn!Reader | Genre: Fluff | Post-Type: Drabble | Word Count: 230 |

Warning: none?

Note: Hiatus over? Perhaps. I was cooking a bit while I was gone. Did some writing at the register when I could and had a few of these in my notes app from a while ago, so I thought I'd post them! Starting with this one. They're all pretty short. Better than nothing! Just until I can get back into the requests I have pending! Hope you enjoy these. I'll drop one every time I have a day off work!

Wakatoshi gives your hand a gentle squeeze, nudging his head towards the large building you’d been gawking at. 

“You coming?” He asks slowly, a hint of a grin in his face as he gives your hand a squeeze encouragingly. 

It was an art museum, one you had driven past and walked past several times, but never had the chance to go in to explore.

“I thought museums weren’t your thing?” You ask hesitantly, yet the excitement was already bubbling in your chest.

His passions lied with volleyball and his academics, things like museums and similar places were seen as a waste of time for him. Why the sudden interest now?

He sighs, turning to face you as he tugs you closer to him. 

“They may not be my thing, but you’ve been talking about this place for weeks now. I’d be a pretty bad boyfriend to ignore your desires, sweetheart.” And there was that gentle smile again. He really knew how to make your heart flutter.

“Besides,” he slowly brings your hand that was in his grip to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to your skin, his eyes never once leaving yours, “if it makes you happy, I’d do anything with you.”

Your heart was lodged in your throat at this point—who knew the stoic man you’d met almost a year ago could be this loving.

posted: 5/28/2025

[seumyo]

ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOU ⭑.ᐟ CHRISTMAS SERIES

wherein a gift for the holidays is served to you by one of santa’s trusty helpers.

❆ DECEMBER 1ST. THE FIRST FALL OF SNOW.

PAIRING. TIMESKIP!Bakugou Katsuki/Wife!Reader

On the first fall of snow, Bakugou Katsuki could ignore how exhausted his muscles ache from hero work, how he hates the cold season, how his winter clothes are way too uncomfortably tight—because all he could see in this very moment is you.

❆ DECEMBER 4TH. MOONLIGHT SONATA.

PAIRING. Malleus Draconia/Fem!Reader

A banquet is being hosted in the Valley of Thorns? How strange, even for those who’ve resided in the barran quiet lands for centuries and counting. The beloved of Malleus Draconia wishes for one, and whatever she wishes for, he’ll oblige with little resistance.

❆ DECEMBER 7TH. THE PROCESS OF HOLIDAY GIFTS.

PAIRING. TIMESKIP!Ushijima Wakatoshi/Wife!Reader

Truth be told, Wakatoshi wants to be involved in the holiday planning from beginning to end. It’s his way of healing something that he never thought was broken. And so he can proudly write “From: Mom and Dad” on his little treasures’ gifts.

❆ DECEMBER 10TH. YOUR PERSONAL HEATER IS THE FIRELORD!

PAIRING. Firelord!Zuko/Gender Neutral!Reader

To the world, Zuko was many things. He is the reigning firelord of the nation you were so familiar with, one of the most respected leaders in this era. But to you, Zuko was just Zuko. Your personal heater to combat the cold, even.

❆ DECEMBER 13TH. THE SENTIMENT OF THE MISTLETOE.

PAIRING. Kenji Sato/Gender Neutral!Reader

In which your boyfriend Kenji Sato abuses the sentiment of the mistletoe, and suddenly there’s one in every corner of your home.

❆ DECEMBER 16TH. RECENT BAKING NEWS: GINGERBREAD MAN MURDERED BY ICING!

PAIRING. Tokoyami Fumikage/Gender Neutral!Reader

Many gingerbread men were sacrificed and burned to get that perfect gingerbread man you wanted. Tokoyami’s just here to give you just that, but not without a messy baking process first.

❆ DECEMBER 19TH. TO STAY, AND MAYBE STAY FOREVER.

PAIRING. Leona Kingscholar/Fem!Reader

You chose what you’ll be doing for the holidays last year, so now it’s rightfully Leona’s turn. Maybe a trip to Sunset Savannah? Travel the world for a week? What could your princely boyfriend want to do for the holidays?

❆ DECEMBER 22ND. BIBINGKA BY BEN AND BEN

PAIRING. TIMESKIP!Iwaizumi Hajime/Filipina!Reader

After years of hoping and planning, your boyfriend, Iwaizumi Hajime, finally visits your home country for the holidays. And he helplessly falls more in love with you than he already has during his stay.

❆ DECEMBER 25TH. A SERENE CELEBRATION, MERRY CHRISTMAS.

PAIRING. TIMESKIP!Bakugou Katsuki/Fem!Reader

A younger, more naïve Bakugou thought he’d be settled in life by the age of 26. With a nice house, a good career ahead of him, and a wife and maybe expecting their first child. Well, now that he’s 26, he can say that he’s settled in life. He may not have his own house yet, but a nice apartment would do. He has a good career, though it wasn’t in the rank that his younger self found ideal, but it’s ok; he’s not in a rush. And he may not have a wife yet, but he’s about to once he proposes to you.

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[noomon]

ding!

. . . ushijima wakatoshi. if you ever forget that you love me.

note. timeskip content + spoilers for the manga franchise ahead. inspired by a song that my lovely @yeonruco recommended, it's if you ever forget that you love me by isak danielson!

arguments with your husband were a rare occurrence.

but the chances of it not happening were not guaranteed when you sealed in your simple, intimate vows; this does not mean that you two didn’t make the effort and time to talk things through whenever exhaustion and workload made the retaliations blunt and evidently heated.

your husband, wakatoshi, was a patient man.

his patience could reach for miles and back, but there were just days when he felt so exhausted from volleyball practice that his attitude could come off as cold and blunt. you’ll be able to tell that he was not in the mood to argue further with you when he sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose, as he’ll then suggest that he’ll be sleeping on the guest bedroom—sleeping much earlier than he would on a normal day.

usually, your arguments simmer down after a day or two. though this one went on for literal weeks.

stubbornness clung onto the both of you, which was rare, not wanting to admit that they were in the wrong, even though both were to blame and could be considered to be in the wrong in this argument.

conversations were kept to a minimum, and still, you two ate dinner together, a silent oath to yourselves and reassurance that no matter how much you two ignored one another throughout the day, you still loved each other.

of course, wakatoshi is the first to apologize, since this whole petty argument started because he wasn’t in the mood to entertain your silly question when you asked him so nicely and even told him beforehand as his day just began at that time.

when you entered the bathroom and glanced at the mirror to carry out your usual routine, what was once a squeaky-clean mirror now had a little note on the bottom right corner.

good morning. you look stunning, as always. :) i made your favorite breakfast. we’ll talk about our argument when i get home later, ok? i love you, now and forever.

now and forever is what he always told you, and wakatoshi says it, whether it’s written neatly with a whiteboard marker or spoken with that soothing voice of his, you know he means it through and through. no questions are asked. nothing to argue about there because when he says now and forever, he means it with everything he could ever offer.

a smile made its way to your lips as you read this.

at the kitchen table, a plentiful variety of your favorite was indeed, made, along with a note that was written on a sticky note. curious, you took your time to read through the simple message your husband had left you.

have a wonderful breakfast, love. i already ate before i went to practice, and i didn’t want to wake you up so we could have breakfast together because you came home exhausted last night.

the end of his note is sealed with a small heart, and your day is instantly brighter than the days before.

wakatoshi snuggles closer to you, considering that the argument has been resolved. he’s missed this and he couldn’t wait to bask in your attention, and make up for the time lost over some petty argument. to him, time is gold.

“love, about your question.”

“hm?”

“your question before our argument.”

“oh? what of it?”

“while i do love you, waxing my legs before an important friendly match is not ideal.”

“what? why not?”

“y/n, love. that hurts,” he replies, basing his answer on experience.

“it was one time,” you huff. “and i’ve gotten better at it now!”

safe to say that you two went to bed with lots of laughter after that.

noomon © 2023. do not copy, modify, or translate my work.

[toshigimmemilk]

based on this one reddit post I found, if I come across it again ill link it

wakatoshi’s been hiding a secret from you. a pretty big one actually but he’s doing it all for you especially with you having to get right back to work after a couple of months of giving birth, and he'd seen how much distress it had caused you to be away from your little baby girl after your maternal leave was done, how much time you spent with your baby as soon as you came home, sometimes even pushing toshi out of the way to get to your baby he's mad cuz he didn't get his kiss (he's the actual babie) but he's been keeping secrets.

wakatoshi has never been good with secrets, he'd always told you whatever was going on in his mind, no matter how crazy it might seem, he didn't like keeping secrets from you,

but

he saw how tired you looked when you came home today, complaining as soon as you entered about a deal that you had to close before the other side pulled out and with a quick kiss to his lips, you made way to where your baby is, cooing slightly and the tired feeling of the day already washing out of you as soon as you set your eyes on them pulling themselves up right beside the couch and then all of a sudden,

your baby walked. sure she struggled a bit, stumbling and bouncing but yet, she walked for the first time. gasping with wide eyes you reach your hands out, encouraging them to walk a bit more towards you, you called out to wakatoshi with a quick toshi come look at her!!, and there he was standing beside where you're sitting, encouraging your bundle of joy to walk towards you both, which she did bit by bit and you suddenly felt your heart flutter and tears gather at your lash line and with a few steps there she was in all her glory, bouncing up and down and giggling with her tiny two-toothy grin at you both, with tears you picked her up and turned to look at wakatoshi, " toshi can you believe it? she walked and- and I was here to see it, oh my god she walked for the first time and I was here-" you choked on your own words hugging your little baby girl.

that night it was all you were able to talk about, and wakatoshi's heart jumped at how happy u looked and looking at your pretty face adorning the biggest smile it can carry, he determined that right then and there that he didn't have the heart to tell you that your daughter took her first steps with him earlier that day but seeing how distraught u were with how much little time you got with your baby, wakatoshi determined that this secret was something that he would carry with him until the day he died.

[semifilms]

mentioning each other fondly in interviews with ushijima or tendou please? if you write for tendou could the reader be the celebrity please and thanks <3

☆MENTIONING EACH OTHER IN INTERVIEWS | ushijima wakatoshi

a/n - i’ve never written for ushijima so bare with me🫣 also the reader is gonna be mentioned to be an actor just a heads up

cw - manga spoilers

prompt list - @novelbear

the interviewer had just finished asking ushijima how he felt about being a member of the national team for the olympics and he answered honestly. he was honored and it was a dream come true. it was that simple. the woman then began to pivot to more personal questions. “so fans really want to know how your love life is going? ever since the news dropped about you and actor, y/n. what can you tell us about your relationship? are the two of you dating?” the brown haired male furrows his brows together at the question.

“y/n?” he repeated your name with a softness in his tone.”they’re great, really.” he begins as he looks at the reporter, crossing his arms. “they’re really kind, talented, and i love everything they do.” he was starting to ramble, which was unusual for him. he usually liked to keep his answers brief and minimal. but if the topic was you? he could get really talkative. “they’re the he most talented person i know. i admire them a lot. no we’re not dating though, just…friends.” not too much though, they’re were still thinks he’d like to keep private so he cut the interview a bit short. did he even answer the question properly.

that part of the interview was clipped several times though and began trending in twitter. it didn’t take long before it got to you and you smiled at the video before sending your friend a text.

you: I’m glad to hear you love everything i do waka <3

wakatoshi: that interview wasn’t even 20 minutes ago. how did they get it posted so fast?

you giggled at the text briefly as you wrapped up your conversation as you were on a press tour for your new movie. meaning you had to get interviewed too.

when you got into the dark room with posters of your movie you introduced yourself to the interviewer and got mic’d up.

“it’s so nice to meet you, i’ve watched your interviews before.” you told the lady fondly, she told you how honored she was and that she was a huge fan to which you thanked her.

a few minutes passed before she began talking to the camera, summarizing the plot to your new movie and then introducing you. you did the same old “thanks for having me” speech and the interviewer began t ask questions.

“if it’s okay with you i’m going to start with a question not relating to the film because i feel like i might get dragged for not asking,” she began and you nodded for her to continue. “just a bit ago an interview of ushijima wakatoshi’s interviews was trending on twitter as he briefly talked about you, did you see that?” you smiled at the question which you were actually looking forward too.

“yeah i did see that, i actually texted him right after i saw it.” you replied, your smile never wavering. “so from your perspective, what can you tell us about your relationship?”

“it’s great, he’s great. i feel like we balance each other out so well and he’s really is the sweetest guy there is. i love him a lot, and the way he does everything. he’s constantly checking up on me when we’re away from each other and i really appreciate it.” you go on for another minute about your boyfriend. “he’s a really caring guy and i think everyone should have a wakatoshi in their life.” you finished your smile growing softer at the thought of your friend.

your eyes met with the interviewers and you saw how here eyes had softened and she her smile mirrored yours. “you two seem to be in love.” she noted as she moved quickly onto questions about the movie.

and for a moment you spaced out and thought about it.

we’re you in love?

nah, he was just your friend. right?

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