#Iwaizumi x black!reader

[90ekz]

cockwarming iwaizumi on a business call,,, yea.

he’d be so annoying about it, too. yes, it was your idea, but you didn’t expect for him to treat you like you weren’t important :((

and you want to get pounded, absolutely ruined, but the only thing he was giving you were occasional taps to your clit paired with his slight movement inside you every once in a while.

most annoying man ever btw. it didn’t help that he kept muting the phone to reprimand you either.

“stay still. you wanted this, baby. now take it.”

mean ass.

“‘zumi… don’t be so mean t’me.”

iwa wanted nothing more than to fuck you deep, but he had business to finish first. ‘cause he’s always tryna be a working member of society n shit

eventually you just got impatient and rose up on his cock just to slam back down. he barely covered his guttural whine before the man on the other end noticed.

iwaizumi ended up gripping your waist tightly with one of his sizeable hands to keep you in place, while continuing to writing notes with the other.

he smirked into the crook of your neck, cause now you really had no where to move.

iwa just likes to be a lil sadist from time 2 time.

oh, and as soon as he gets off that phone?? he still doesn’t let you move, much to your dismay.

but now he’s free to degrade you and tell you how bad you were :((

“thought you were g’nna be a good girl f’me. you’re making me sad..”

in the end, iwa lets you cum, yea. but not on his dick. he adds some quick strokes to your clit, but only to shut you up.

after all, he still had business to finish.

he knows exactly how unsatisfying it is, but he thinks you deserve it. all you had to do was sit still >:(

[kleftiko]

❦ HOW MANY KIDS DOES HE WANT

cw: none, this is fluff

i add to this intermittently :)

♡ a million. he wants a whole army of little ones running around. he has an endless list of names picked out and he just can’t help but feel like the most pure way to express his love for you is to create a little life and raise a wonderful person with you.

— HAWKS (mha), gojo, yuji, CHOSO (jjk), kuroo, bokuto, ATSUMU (hq), kiyoshi, kise (knb), julius, yami (bc), rengoku, akaza (kny),

♡ one or two. loves the idea of raising a child or two with you. he wants to watch and nurture a life, he wants to be the best father he can. he wants to support his child and find out what kind of person they’ll be with you right by his side. doesn’t even care if they’re biological.

— fatgum (mha), megumi (jjk), KITA, daichi (hq), akashi, kuroko (knb), nozel, fuegoleon (bc)

♡ doesn’t matter to him. it’s entirely up to you, it’s not like he would grow them in his body anyway. he has unconditional love for you, and if you chose to bring a child into your lives he will love them as well. will love you with a child, will love you without.

— aizawa (mha), LEVI (aot), nanami (jjk), sakusa, iwaizumi, kageyama (hq), kagami, murasakibara (knb), william (bc), giyuu (kny), kakashi

♡ get those things away from him. will hiss at them. doesn’t have a way with kids, it’s not a good idea. if you really DO want a child, he will give you one. but he will never, EVER, admit that he loves the little bastard. you think you see him cuddling them in the middle of the night? nope, get your eyes checked.

— SHIGARAKI, dabi (mha), sukuna (jjk), tsukishima (hq), aomine, midorima (knb), sanemi, obanai (kny)

[cxvii666]

no context situationship txts w/ ten:

FEATURING!

HANTA SERO, suguru geto, natsuo todoroki, rintarou suna, keigo takami, eren yeager, tomura shigaraki, jean kirstein, hitoshi shinsou, testurou kuroo, katsuki bakugou, issei matsukawa, toge inumaki + ur favs ofc

[shoyospikes]

woke up from a nap and had a dream about haikyuu where I was crying over hinata growing up HAHAHAHAHA and then proceeded to enter the cinema to watch the movie AND I WAS STILL CRYING HAHAHAHAHAA

crying over them is so REAL

[aboutkiyoomi]

i killed you by t. the creator

synopsis: haikyuu boys with a black!fem!reader showing off their newest hairstyle.

pairings: issei matsukawa, atsumu miya, nishinoya yuu & iwaizumi hajime

cw: suggestive-ish jokes (atsu), profanity

a/n: my personal contribution to bhm and to self service myself and my community bcs we get no representation in the y/n community. however, not to fear, milani is here.

issei matsukawa.

nishinoya yuu.

atsumu miya.

iwaizumi hajime.

a/n: i'm tweaking out, i actually need nishinoya its not even funny. matter a fact, gimme all of them. funny enough, i get my hair braided tmr. so bless the heavens

[fizziedoodle]

dating hajime iwazumi pt.2

[lumiinix]

Boys who can’t sleep without your head laying his chest so every time he went abroad, he has to bring a weighted blanket to sleep easier but it still wasn’t the same :(

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED!

[sassycheesecake]

The Sender #1

- ATSUMU MIYA, TETSURŌ KUROO, TŌRU OIKAWA, Issei Matsukawa, Hajime Iwaizumi, KENJI FUTAKUCHI, Rintarō Suna, Osamu Miya, GAO HAKUBA, SHŪGO MEIAN, Nicollas Romero, Tatsuto Sokolov

[saintflwrs]

𑁍.*･𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆

…

𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐖 your schedule. You were a routined person, you worked from Mon-Thurs and would come to the gym after your shift. When Friday rolled around you were free so you would workout earlier then usual. No later than noon. The same headphones always sat on your head and the gym bag slung around your shoulder.

He wanted to talk to you but you always had this RBF when working out. You were so pretty ofc he couldn’t help but steal glances and quickly look away when you two would lock eyes.

You were in your own little world that you rarely saw the men that would stare as your ass and make comments about you. It made his jaw clench. He tried to push you out his head but you carried this demeanor that drew him closer and closer.

One day you entered the boxing gym which was a shock because you never once set foot in there. A look of awe was on your face.

“I never knew they had boxing area in here.” You gasped.

“How long you been going to this gym and you ain’t know there was a boxing gym?” somebody mentioned.

“Nigga, ion be exploring.” You barked back and everybody laughed.

He wasn’t the only one that drew closer to you. Everybody in the boxing gym grew to love you. Ever since that day he noticed you coming in there to help. Whether that be changing mats, helping boxers tie their gloves or even just hanging out. Everybody loved the positive energy you brought into such a violent place.

You would occasionally say Hi to him or tell him he was doing a good job but never really had a genuine conversation until one day. He was having a hard time tying his glove, you could see the visible frustration on his face. Suddenly he felt a hand on the glove and looked up.

“Need Help?” You smiled

“That obvious huh?” He mumbled

“Yeah.” You breathily laughed “Heard you got a match coming up.”

“I do, how’d you know?” He raised his eyebrow

“Your coach told me, he also invited me to come. Ima be there.” You said.

You were gonna be there? But you didn’t even know him. The thought made him all the more excited for the event. From that day forward you guys were sort of inseparable, always on FaceTime until midnight. Frequently hanging out to get ice cream when he was supposed to be watching his calories. It was platonic. But you both yearned for more.

I mean you were HIGHLY attracted to him. His physical appearance was the opposite of his shy personality. Tattoos decorated his back forearms and some on his chest and not to mention his body. A six pack and strong biceps made him all the more attractive paired with his dimples that would show when he laughed with you. The nigga was fine, okay?

A week before his match he called you, asking you to come by the boxing gym around 7 pm. He needed your help with defense. You didn’t know much about boxing but he always was quick to ask you to help him. In actuality he just wanted to hear your soothing voice.

You had a few errands to run that day but when you finished you went right to the gym. Your heels echoed as your feet stepped onto the stone floor in the gym. The sound alerted him, causing him to turn his head towards you a smile immediately forming on his face.

“Hey..” He greeted, slightly out of breath.

“What’s up?” You asked as he stepped out of the ring walking towards you. His hair was dripping from sweat and his shirt was off, displaying his tattoos. “I know you didn’t call me over here this late just to work on defense.” You crossed your arms batting your lashes up at him.

“And I know you didn’t come here in that jean skirt for nothing.” He teased.

“I was doing shit before I came here.” You scoffed.

“Yeah I bet you were.” He inched closer to you, eyes trailing lower and lower.

“They should let me in the ring with you, I could beat you.” You joked.

“Yeah? you think you could take me?” His voice dropped. You playfully punched his stomach before replying.

“Yeah I—“ You paused for a second, it clicked in your head what he was getting at and it made your heart beat faster.

He softly grabbed your wrists and pulled you closer to his chest. His hand rested on your cheek, eyes scanning yours as if he was indirectly asking to kiss you. When you nodded, his lips crashed onto yours in complete hunger and desperation. He gently bit your lip causing you to gasp so he slyly slipped his tongue in your mouth. Your mouths moved together in unison begging for more of each other.

His strong arms then picked you up, your legs wrapped around his torso. He stepped towards a room with you still in his arms and placed you on a nearby desk with loads of paperwork that was pushed to the ground to make more space for you.

It was his coach’s office and he knew that but didn’t seem to care.

“We.. shouldn’t Fuck—be.. doing this here..” You moaned out

“I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.” He said while leaving hickeys down your neck.

“What? that we’re fucking on his office desk..” You whined.

He softly chuckled before removing your top and sucking on your tits rolling his middle finger in between your nipple.

“Oh shit..” You sighed while leaning your head back. Your hands tangled in his hair gently pulling on the strands signaling you wanted more.

He swiftly pulled your jean skirt down and spread your legs open. You hissed from the sudden cold air hitting your pretty cunny. It was dripping wet and he made it even wetter by letting a glob of spit drop down onto it.

You bit you lip at the action, he then lined himself up with your gushing pussy. He teased you by rubbing his tip on your hole his precum spreading all over your folds as you loudly whined.

“Please.. Fuck me” You begged, eyes glossed.

“I got you mamí, don’t worry.” He placed a kiss at the corner of your lips before inserting himself into you completely.

You gasped and your nails immediately clawed into his back as he pounded into you hitting just the right spots. The desk shook at his relentless thrusts.

“Mmph~ This pussy feels so good.” He praised “You gon take my dick? Yeah you are. Fuckkkk.” He groaned as he gripped your waist hips snapping into yours.

“Yes~ Oh my god— Right there, Right there” You cried as your eyes rolled back. It felt so fucking good. Everything was so calculated.

“I can’t— Mmm~ It’s too much—“ You croaked out.

“Yes you can mama, your right there. You can do it.” He breathed heavy, dick twitching inside of you but he never slowed down his pace.

Your release was so unexpected, I guess you were so lost in the pleasure that when you coated his dick in your cum you didn’t even realize.

When he saw the white ring begin to form at the base of his cock, he slowed down hitting slow strokes making sure you rode out your high.

“There you go, there it is. Your so pretty.” He cooed. Calloused fingers pushing your hair out of your face.

Shortly after he came inside of you and when he pulled out, his cum rushed out of your gushy cunt. The sight made him hard again. He showered your body in kisses and you giggled and traced your fingertips around his skin.

After a few moments of silence your eyes caught a glimpse of something.

“Oh my god..” You gasped “There’s a camera in here.”

It was facing directly towards you guys the red

light blinked repetitively.

He loudly laughed, dimples showing he didn’t seem to care but you were so embarrassed.

“Relax, coach doesn’t even check the cameras” He reassured you.

“𝐖𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆.” 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐃..

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[lxnarphase]

thinking about iwaizumi meeting a pretty skater girl while in california that has the same class as him and he realizes she's really fuckin' cool and pretty…

[meekydeeks]

i’m starting my first smau… i’ve got some ideas of how iwant it to go but, idon’t know who iwant to be the love interest.

so i’m gonna list a few anime’s and we’ll narrow it down from there.

it’s going to be based off the song 2 hands

reader is either going to be a struggling artist or successful, idk yet but keep that in mind when you choose please

my initial thought was bokuto but i’m indecisive

please read the tags before voting 🙏🏾

[fleuriieu]

༊*·˚ 𝐈𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐄 — 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐡𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 <𝟑

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖞𝖕𝖊 :: drabble ( SFW )

fuck, 𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢 was so in love.

he never thought he would get this head over heels for anybody. ever since highschool he had always kind of been in oikawa’s shadow. any girl interested in him was really only getting close to him so they could latch onto oikawa later on. but you were different. different, and absolutely drop dead gorgeous.

he watched you put on your glossy dior lip oil and mounds of sparkly golden jewelry ( that he bought you ), and couldn’t help but let a small smile creep up his face as you turned around with a bright look on your face.

“sooo…how’s the outfit? you like?” you giggle, giving him a twirl and striking him a dramatic pose. he saw that you also got a new set of nails, this time in a light lavender color with crystals adorned on every other finger. you knew that he didn’t like them too long so you decided on a shorter, but still cute, almond shape cut.

he snapped out of his daze, eyes blinking as he realized that you asked him a question.

“wh—huh?” he asked, cheeks flushing a little when he notices that he had been admiring you the entire time in his head.

you huff and walk over to him, placing your hands on his cheeks and lifting his head up to look at you.

“i said, do you like? am i too overdressed? should i take some jewelry off…?” you ask, looking down at the layers of necklaces you have on, rethinking your outfit.

hajime’s brows furrow, taking your hands and placing them on his cheeks again. he loved your hands. and your eyes. and your cute lips and— damn. you really were a goddess.

“youre never overdressed, baby. everybody else is just underdressed! if anybody says anything, theyre just mad that they arent as stunning as you.” he says with a smile, placing kisses all across your face.

you laugh at the feeling of his lips all across your face, pushing him away slightly.

“hajimeee! you’re gonna ruin the makeup.” you complain.

hajime pulls back, a lovestruck look in his eyes.

“not my fault that my girlfriend is the only woman to ever exist. now, you ready to go? wanna show you off to everybody.”

you nod, taking his calloused hands in your own as you walked out of your shared apartment together.

“so, what are you gonna get at mcdonalds?”

[ masterlist ]

[kleftiko]

you’re bodies are sticky, pressed together as you lay bare. your head against his shoulder as he cradles you, staring up at the ceiling, the fingers of his right hand tracing up and down your skin.

not too long ago he was gripping handfuls of it greedily in order to get you infinitely closer to him, glutinous mouth leaving blotches of possession across it, but now he soothed it with feather light touches as you slept peacefully. the only thing on his mind is wondering why it’s so soft. how could he still feel your smooth skin under the calloused pads of his hands. how could something this soft exist in such a harsh world.

but it didn’t matter when that soft noise escapes your lips, sleep riddled body instinctively curling up against him for comfort. god, he’d let the world burn for you, if only to feel the soft touch of your bare skin against his forever.

kageyama, IWAIZUMI, sakusa (hq) LAW, zoro, ace (op) gojo, geto, YUJI, choso (jjk) giyuu, SANEMI, iguro (kny) yami, nozel (bc) DABI, shigaraki, aizawa? (mha)

[iheartttmyself]

when i say i wanna read angst this is what i mean. i cannot function right without having a happy ending 💘😭

the luvrs club ❥ pothos

pothos: the god of yearning and desire. the passionate longing between lovers, especially when one is unattainable.

“they say distance makes the heart grow fonder but i don’t know how much “fonder” my heart can get. i want to see you, hold you, and feel your skin against mine. why can’t we close the distance and love each other face to face.”

timeskip!iwaizumi x college!black fem reader genre: angst with a happy ending, argument warnings: cursing, insults, mentions of mental health/insecurity word count: 6,975

playlist: spotifyapple music

m.list next host

14 hours, 26 minutes, and 16 seconds…. 17…. 18, 

And not a single notification from your boyfriend. You stare at your phone, waiting and silently wishing just one text would pop up. Even the three dots indicating that he was typing would satisfy you but there was nothing there. By now you should be accustomed to the lack of communication but the reason for the radio silence is what bothers you. 

An aggravated sigh escapes your mouth and you get up from your position on the couch, abandoning your phone in the living room as you walk to your kitchen. You begin opening all your cabinets in search of something to soothe the festering irritation in your chest. 

And like an added soundtrack to your life, there’s a tiny voice, one so small- so quiet urging, begging you to go back to your phone and text him. The voice is very persuasive, you cannot deny, as it lists off reasons as to why you should be the one to reach out first. You ignore the whisper, muting it because it can’t always be you. 

A relationship requires the continuous effort of two people and your heart could no longer bear the strain of double work.

Keep reading

[yanderenightmare]

TW: yandere, toxic traits including benevolent sexism

fem reader

Thinking about a benevolently sexist boyfriend...

A handy and helpful boyfriend who’s just a pinch condescending about it. He fixes your kitchen sink with a lazy grin—tools and blacked hands—asking smugly, “How would you ever survive without me?” And even though it’s a bit belittling, it’s just silly enough that you find it charming—smiling as you wrap both your arms around him while receiving his kisses. A sweet “Thank you~” on your lips as he lifts you up to sit on the kitchen counter as easily as lifting a toy.

A hero-complex boyfriend who lives for those times you need him and gets unreasonably annoyed with you those times you do things on your own. All but yelling at you, “Your door fell off its hinges? You fixed it? You could have hurt yourself! Why didn’t you call me!? Next time, don’t be so reckless.”

It’s not as charming… But can you blame him? He's just a real traditional boyfriend who wants to do all those romantic gentlemanly tasks—pick you up from work and take you out to eat and buy you jewelry, and all he ever expects you to do in return is put out—give him a blowjob here and there and a little strip-tease before letting him fuck your brains out. All you got to worry your pretty little head about is making sure all your sweet nothings are reserved for him.

He just wants that fairy-tale experience and expects you to play your role—quit your job when you move in with him—be his stay-at-home wife. He’s going to put a kid in your belly soon, after all—it’s only right you get accustomed to taking care of the house before then.

♡ BNHA – Bakugou, Kirishima, Hawks, Enji, Natsuo, Mirio, some type of Deku ♡ JJK – Nanami, Geto, Gojo, Naoya, Toji, a very special soft Sukuna ♡ HQ – Daichi, Kuro, Bokuto, Iwaizumi, Sakusa ♡ AOT – Eren ♡ DS – Tanjiro, Sanemi, Genya

♡ FEM x M INSERT masterlist ♡ GN x M INSERT masterlist

[starfruitii]

cws & notes. fluff! post-timeskip. iwaizumi hajime x implied fem!reader. 500+ words. since you guys liked the last one, here's more iwaizumi :) he's so <3

Iwaizumi is a gentleman. It's made immensely clear even before you started dating him, that chivalry isn't dead as long as he is living and breathing.

You never have to touch a doorknob when you're walking by his side, because by the time you reach out, he's already turning the handle. It's instinct by now; he could be midway through a monologue about the clients at his job, or the mediocre weather they've been having, or any other topic, and he'd still never forget to hold the door open for you to pass through first.

It's a wonder how you didn't notice sooner, with how frequently it happens, but it's not the only thing. It can be subtle at times, so much that you barely notice when he guides you to the street side of the footpath, leaving himself closest to the road, or when he lends you his umbrella, even if he has a longer walk home.

The habits are charming, but no moment shows his ways better he asks you out. A bunch of neatly clipped roses in hand, in his nicest shirt and pants, he arrives with a whole speech ready to confess his feelings. For once, he even looks nervous, almost stumbling over his words. But all of that is gone as soon as you smile at him, accepting his invitation with a breathless laugh.

Suddenly, with the walls of friendship knocked down, and faced with the chance for more, it only amplifies. Now, he gets to hold your hand, and drape his jacket over your shoulders, and slide his arm around your waist to draw you closer. Whenever you go out together, he's always either at your side or close by, holding your drink when you duck into the bathroom, and glaring at anyone who dares to make you feel uncomfortable.

And it's not just you who sees it, it's everyone else too.

On his birthday, a few of his closest friends gathered for drinks together, celebrating the occasion together. You were enjoying yourself for a while, but the gathering was starting to drain you. It was loud, and it was cold, and Iwaizumi noticed. He always did.

“You good?” He asked lowly. “We can leave early if you want.”

“I'm fine,” You said, stifling a shiver. The movement wasn't lost on Iwaizumi, and his brows furrowed minutely. He shrugged off his own jacket—the nice, comfortable black one you bought for him as a gift—and gently laid it over you. The weight of it settling across your shoulders was comforting, and you smiled in gratitude.

“Can't believe this favouritism,” Mattsun, sitting a barstool over, rolled his eyes, light-heartedly slapping Iwaizumi on the back. “He never treats us like that, you know. What if I was cold, huh?”

It was true, you realize slowly. You've never seen him interact with anyone else quite in the same way as how he interacts with you. Perhaps that's to be expected, with you being his partner, but it was obvious even before. Even with all his rough edges, every part of him was softened especially for you.

You smiled at Iwaizumi, with nothing but love. “Oh, that's just the way he is.”

A gentleman, through and through.

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