#iwa lemon

[iwas-princess]

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no thoughts just thinking about iwaizumi holding your waist while you sit in his lap, eye liner in hand and tongue slightly poking out of your lips in concentration as you draw across his eyelid. thinking about how he would have the biggest smirk on his face, at both the fact that you're sitting in his lap and the way your free hand was cupping his cheek gently, while also freaking out internally because oh my god he has a pretty girl in his bubble. thinking about the way he would chuckle when you kiss his cheeks or nose after completing a step in the routine, pretending as if the butterflies in his stomach weren't there and this wasn't wrong. thinking about how he would purr at how soft the brushes felt against his skin. thinking about how he would never stop asking what everything was, and complementing your color choices, telling you how talented you are without even seeing the result yet. thinking about how he would pucker his lips for you as you put lipgloss on him, and of course he demands a kiss right after, blocking out the voice inside his head that screamed protests as his lips met yours.

this was wrong.

wrong

wrong

wrong

wrong

thinking about the way a few pecks would turn into his tongue swiping against your bottom lip, then an eager leaving his throat when you deny his access by pulling away. thinking about how the words 'haji... we really shouldn't' would make his cock stir about his heart speed up. thinking about the way his voice would strain when he groans out a reply, something along the lines of 'it's just us, baby, no one's gotta know' before his lips pepper sloppy kisses along your cheeks, leaving a wet trail as his thoughts begin to clear of nothing but you. the way his whole world would stop the moment you whimpered out 'haji-nii, this is very bad', but continuing his assault on your neck anyway, letting you completely consume his senses in every way possible. thinking about how his hands would wander down to yours sides, squishing the flesh softly, intimately before traveling to the curve of your delicious ass.

thinking about how he knows he should be the last person to ever touch you like this, yet the moral part of him is long gone and dying as his lips run across your soft, delicate skin. how this no longer feels wrong, and the pit in his stomach is no longer there, now replaced by the infatuating need for you; his little stepsister.

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part 0.4. NEXT TIME

"the playground seemed so big when they were younger. and now they’re here again, 10 years later, and it looks small. their world is bigger than just this playset now. the metal that forms the foundation of the structure is still a shiny, vibrant red, but the cracked, faded plastic shows its age. where has time gone? 'who are you now?' she wants to ask. as a kid, time goes by slowly, and you tell your parents you can’t wait to grow old. they tell you to enjoy your childhood, but you never believe them. and even now, she’s not sure she does. she's not old, but old enough to know time goes by fast. since their meeting in her office, she’s reflected more on how she’s grown up. she doesn’t miss her childhood– she likes the freedom that has come with adulthood, but at the same time, it’s slowly weighing her down. she’s old enough, that she can no longer spend her summers relaxed in a quiet house, laying in bed all day with the door open while both her parents are at work. she can't spend the nights stretched out on her back, against wet, dewy grass, looking at the stars with him while staining her favorite shirt. now she has responsibilities to take care of every day, and any little mistake can no longer be taken back. she’s an adult now, and no one is there to pick her up when she falls."

content warnings + notes: calling atsumu a little cupid whore (/lh), drinking, y/n is having a crisis, pay attention to unsent messages :) very long written part... oops </3

she downs the last of her glass in one go. 

it’s cheap whiskey, and she hates the taste. it’s probably the worst she’s ever had, but the burn down her throat is a little pleasant. 

completely going against her plan to drink something light, she decided she would need some liquid courage if she was going to do this. her hands are splayed across the cold bar counter as she stands from her chair, mind buzzing a little as she grounds herself. 

akaashi doesn’t notice her absence in his drunken state, but iwaizumi does. kita looks up as well, but remains seated, keeping akaashi company after nodding to iwaizumi who stands up.

“where are you going?” he asks following her out of the bar, pushing past a few groups of people in their way. he's not asking it like he's accusing her of anything, he just sounds concerned.

but he doesn’t need to worry, and she faces him as they make it out. “going to see omi,” she practically sings the answer, her voice careless as the nickname spills out of her mouth before she even realizes it. it comes too naturally to her, and the thought ruins the nice numbness in her veins from the alcohol. instead, she starts to feel the guilt build up again.

iwaizumi still stands in front of her, arms crossed, matching her own stance. “you’re going to see sakusa?” he repeats, brows raised.

“mhm,” she hums, shifting from one foot to the other. her shoes are starting to bother her, too. she'll probably take them off as soon as iwaizumi lets her go.

“where?”

she sighs, starting to feel restless just standing there. the warm lights and ruckus from inside the bar invite her back in, and so does the pull she feels in the opposite direction down the street, where she'll see him. “an old park, can i go?”

“no, hold on,” he stops her before she can even take a step, “you’re going to go meet a man you haven’t talked to in years after a single interaction at a park this late at night?”

“yes?” she quirks a brow at him, “it’s an old park we used to go to a lot. it’s not far from here and i know him. i’ll be okay.”

“i’m not saying sakusa’s going to do anything to you, but i’m not letting you walk there alone. especially when you’ve been drinking. let me make sure you get there safely and then i’ll leave you, deal?” he proposes, and she sees how much he cares in his eyes. they’re a pretty olive green and despite how sharp they are, there’s so much love in them. it reminds her of her own eyes, and how she feels when she looks at sakusa; her head starts to panic in alarm and get defensive, but at the same time, her heart slows down, as if telling her he's safe.

she knows iwaizumi makes a good point, and there’s nothing wrong with having a little extra safety, or a human purse. “fine,” she sighs, “but only if you hold my shoes.”

their walk to the park is silent, but it’s a peaceful silence. she’s walking next to him barefoot, feeling even shorter than before. he questions her a few times, to make sure she actually knows where she’s going, and she insists that she does. she’s had a little bit to drink, yes, but she’s not drunk. and she's confident she could still find her way to this park blindfolded. she’s walked these sidewalks hundreds of times, ran to this park from every direction and route possible. it was always their spot, whether they lay in the wet grass or sat on the playset. the memories of being with him back then make her feel a little grim, and iwaizumi looks down at her, noticing.

“you okay?” he asks, nudging her shoulder closest to him with his arm.

“yeah,” she sighs, watching the way her shoes clank against each other in his hand with every step they take.

“what’re you thinking?” he asks, still looking down at her and she looks back up at him.

“i just don’t know what i’m doing,” she says, trying to voice her feelings while she turns to stare back ahead of them. “what are we gonna do? what does he like doing now? what if i’ve changed and he doesn’t like who i am anymore? i'm so scared of disappointing him.”

“you’re good enough as you are, y/n,” he silences her and she glances back at him in surprise. “don’t let a man change how you see yourself. you’re good as you are, and if he doesn’t think so, he can fuck off. there's no such thing as an expectation or a right way for you to act. he’s probably changed too, and that’s just how people work. did he text you or did you text him?”

she gives him a smile at his words, nudging him back with her shoulder as a way of thanking him, “he texted me.”

he gives her a grin at that, “he texted you? asking to see you?” when she nods he continues, "damn that's ballsy. he really wants you, y/n. and i hope he's a good person. i’ve seen him around and worked a little bit with him, he seems alright.”  

she flusters a little bit at his words, “i’m sure it’s not like that. we just used to be very good friends, you know that. i’ve never stopped missing him, maybe he felt a little bit of the same way.”

he nods at her words, giving a hum in thought. they’re walking along the fence that’s been set up around the park, and she can see the entrance coming up, where a lone lamp post is lighting the way. “but you want him, don’t you?”

she knows he’s asking it in a romantic sense, and she does. she knows what she feels for him is more than just friendly, and she’s felt stupid for never being able to fall in love with anyone else because she’s been stuck on him this entire time. “i’m happy with anything,” she decides to say, “if we start hanging out again, that’s enough for me. i just want him to be a part of my life.”

they stop at the park entrance, and she can see the playset from here, just a bit down the path. “do you want me to walk you there? or are you’re fine from here? i think the walk helped you sober up a little bit, so i feel better about leaving you here now. just make sure you text me if you feel even slightly off, got it?”

“got it!” she responds with a smile, giving him a small salute as a joke. “thank you for walking me here, iwa. i'll be fine on my own now and i’ll text you when i'm walking home.”

he rolls his eyes at the salute but gives her a smile, “sounds good. i’ll check in with you then as well. i might come meet you halfway or who knows, maybe your guy will want to walk you home?”

he’s giving her another shitty grin that she’d like to slap off his face, and it’s her turn to roll her eyes, “whatever, iwa. see you in a little bit.”

she pulls him into a hug, trying to tell him all her feelings at once, thanking him for his advice and for walking her here, and he’s quick to reciprocate it, rubbing her back for a second before they pull away. he gives her her shoes and waves her off, making sure she steps onto the playground before he leaves, and she sees him.

tonight, it seems they’ll be sitting on the top of the playset, above a tube that connects one platform to another. she steps up onto one of the platforms first, dropping her shoes on it before clambering on top of the structure.

he offers her a hand after watching her (probably ungraceful) climb which she hesitates to take for a second. her heart feels like it's trying to escape her chest as she takes it, the contact sending chills along her skin.

“hi,” she whispers after she's sat down, stealing a glance at him, unsure of where to start.

“hi,” he says back, already looking at her. he looks better than when she saw him last, but perhaps that's just because today has been better for him. there are still bags under his eyes that she can see despite the lack of light around them, but she can also see that his eyes look brighter today. she wants to mention it, say she’s glad to see that he looks like he's doing well today, but she shouldn’t. it’s too early–

“you look good today.”

the words spill out of her mouth and she immediately slaps a hand over it. she had drank more after texting him purposefully, knowing that it would mess with her ability to reason and this was the consequence, although she wasn't sure yet if it was a positive or negative one.

he laughs in response, giving her a small smile that she hasn’t seen in years. she missed seeing it; she missed him.

“thank you,” he says, holding her gaze and she’s unable to look away, “you look good too. although maybe a little drunk.”

her cheeks are burning red and she feels hot despite the fact that she was practically shivering the entire way here, latching onto iwaizumi and his body heat. “no i– well– yes, i have been drinking but i didn’t mean it that way– i mean you do look good–” she has to take a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, “i meant you look happier today, sorry.”

he’s still looking at her, smiling. and maybe it’s a tiny bit bigger than it was before, and she smiles back.

she has no idea it’s because of her–that he seems happier today. he’s only just found her again after so many years apart, and yet he’s glad she’s in his life again. this is only the second time they’ve seen each other after so long, and she’s already had this big of an impact on him. and maybe it was due to atsumu’s influence, and the way that he kept bringing her up, and how it had been their entire conversation over dinner, but he didn’t really care. he was happy to be talking about her again, and to see her again. they had been so close, and it felt strangely nostalgic whenever he saw her, as if he was a child again, tossing and turning on a bed stand, sick to his stomach for home.

but he had been homesick for her this entire time, and he didn’t want to talk about her as if their time together had passed; he wanted to be close to her again. but only if she let him: “that guy you came here with, are you guys–”

“oh, no no no,” she immediately cuts him off, shaking her head before he gets the wrong idea. “he’s just a friend. my roommates and i went out to dinner today and then we went drinking. he just didn’t want me to walk here alone.”

he nods, feeling strangely relieved to hear that. “i just came from eating out with my roommates, too. i cut it short because one of them was being annoying.”

she hums in thought, a smile breaking out on her face, “hm, that can’t possibly be atsumu, can it?”

he can’t even joke back, just rolls his eyes with a sigh at the mention of his friend.

“i just texted him earlier tonight. finally scolded him for setting up that entire meeting between us. i mean– who even thinks to do something like that?”

“just him. he’s got one brain cell working for him and it’s got a funny way of working,” sakusa responds, looking forward to the field in front of them. they used to spin around on that field, trying to stay standing the longest before they both fell onto wet grass, too dizzy to keep standing. “i think it worked out nice, but there were definitely other ways he could have planned that out.”

she can’t help but look at him, slightly surprised. so he was happy to see her? perhaps she should’ve understood that by now; here they were sitting side by side on an old playset. “yeah, it did,” she can’t help but say, not even thinking twice about agreeing with him. “and if you don’t mind me bringing it up, do you think you will come back for a second meeting? i was just wondering.”

“yeah, i’m thinking about it,” he answers, still not looking at her, and she thinks maybe she shouldn’t have asked the question. she’s brought the topic of conversation back to her job, and reminded herself of everything she shouldn’t be doing right now. she shouldn’t be doing any of this. she’s looking forward to seeing him in her office again, but she shouldn’t. she should be treating him as a client, not as an old face or a silly old crush. and she shouldn’t be seeing him outside of the office; it ruins that professional relationship she should be trying to maintain. she's giving into him too easily, even after he had been the one to accuse her of something hurtful upon their first words to each other in years.

a particularly cold wind blows through and she shivers, breathing in sharply as her shoulders raise towards her ears on instinct, trying to protect them from the cold. in her defense, she hadn't foreseen sitting on a playset in the middle of the night today and had not dressed accordingly.

“are you cold?” he asks, hand already reaching towards the open black jacket he was wearing, a plain white shirt underneath.

she’s looking at him, face completely blank. her mind is so far gone, thinking about countless other things, including every single way this interaction could go. ‘what was she even doing here? why did she agree to come?’ the moment he texted her she put up little to no resistance. she lasted one text, trying to set up a boundary between them to prevent herself from getting hurt and then completely dropped it. how could he be so casual about seeing her again? was their friendship something shallow to him? something he could easily replace or come back to?

he’s saying her name, and her mind returns to the boy in front of her, blinking twice before responding, “sorry. i was just thinking about something. i’m fine. you don’t need to give me your jacket or anything.”

“but if i want to?” he asks and this is where she failed last time, and will fail again, and will always fail, because she can never resist him.

“i–”

the jacket is already around her shoulders before she knows it. it’s warm, and the weight of it on top of her shoulders is comforting. the smell of him is enveloping all of her senses and her entire mind, and she squeezes her eyes shut, trying to focus on anything but it.

it was simple, and really not that heavy or distinctive of a smell. just clean clothes–his detergent, and maybe a hint of lemon or lavender. it was easy to get used to, and it had become familiar to her after being around him so long in the past, but she hadn’t smelled it in so long, she felt like she was suffocating now. with the smell came so many memories associated with him, and it took everything in her not to let out a shaky breath, giving away her emotions.

he didn’t know what to say, looking at her. her chin was resting on top of her knees, pulled up close against her chest, and her eyes were closed, brows furrowed as if she was trying desperately to hold something in. had he come off too strongly? he liked to think he still knew her, could read her mind, tell when she was cold, and when she needed something, but maybe he was wrong, or just moving too fast. maybe she didn’t feel the same way, and didn’t want to be friends again.

“thanks,” she murmurs finally, eyes opening again, although she’s staring at the ground below them, and he’s unsure of where to look–at her, or the ground as well.

“yeah,” he replies, and the conversation falls quiet between them again.

it’s almost comfortable between them. it would be if she wasn't feeling like she was ruining everything and only digging herself a bigger hole. maybe they went quiet because he was sick of her now, and regretted asking to see her. and should she even care or not? should she get up and leave right now? what was the right thing to do right now, objectively? not what was right according to her heart, but according to her head?

she should be keeping her distance from him, not allowing him to get closer, giving him the chance to hurt her again. he had let them get distant, she reminded herself. he had let their friendship crumble without saying a word, he didn’t see her the way she saw him, and she couldn’t rely on him to be there for her.

“how are you?” he breaks the silence, and the question sets off every nerve in her body. it’s like her mind is being torn in two, trying to find an answer to the simple question. it’s not really that simple– he’s asking it, referring to the last 10 years of her life, and he’s asking her to be vulnerable and share about herself, and she can’t do that.

“don’t do that to me,” she says, shutting her eyes again.

“do what?” he’s looking at her, at his jacket draped around her shoulders, and shoves his hands in his pockets, trying to hold himself back from reaching out to fix her hair, which has been slightly caught underneath the jacket. 

she lets out a heavy, quiet breath, “don’t ask me that– like you care.”

“i do care,” he responds immediately, and she’s sure if she looked up at him, he’d be looking at her. but if she looks at him, she’ll break.

“we shouldn’t be doing this. we can’t be doing this. i shouldn’t be seeing you outside of my office. i listened to you talk about your struggles for an hour that you would've otherwise paid for if it wasn't the first meeting. you can’t turn around and ask how i am for free. that’s not fair. we should be nothing more than a therapist and a client. it’s easier for me to look at you that way because–” her voice gets caught in her throat for a second as she tries to talk confidently, but her voice gives away her feelings. she sounds like she’s on the verge of tears before they even reach her eyes, but she blinks through them, “because i look at you and still see what we used to be. but so much happened between us, and then you left, and that still hurts.”

‘then will you let me make it up to you? then can we go back to what we were before? and can we be more?’ the words are heavy in his head, and too forward to say out loud, but he has to say something. he has to say something now because he didn’t say anything back then.

he had always assumed that she had just been disappearing from his life altogether–from his notifications, the school hallways, and his walks home, but he realized now she had done that on purpose. she had purposely removed herself from his life so they would never see each other, and he had never stopped her. of course she hadn’t believed him, when he had said it was good to see her in her office, and of course she hadn’t fully understood what his ulterior motives were when he texted her out of the blue about wanting to see her again, because he had never showed how much he cared back then. but he had to tell her now that she was worth everything.

“i don’t mind paying it,” he ends up saying, and finally gets her to look at him, “i don’t mind paying to see you for an hour. i’d pay to be around you anyday, especially if you’re going to refuse to see me anywhere else, then i’ll just force you to put up with me for an hour every week.”

she laughs with a shake of her head, “you’re not forcing me to see you. i want to see you outside of that time…i just–i shouldn’t.”

“why not?” he can’t help but ask. “you’re still friends with atsumu, too. you text him outside of your appointments all the time.”

“yes but–” i like you more than a friend. hell, i’ve been in love with you for the past 10 years of my life. actually, probably for even longer, but who’s even counting at this point– she takes a deep breath again. she should leave soon, and think about this. she’s going to end up letting him convince her if she keeps listening to him, “maybe next time. i’ll tell you how i’ve been next time, okay?”

she’s giving him a next time, and he’ll take whatever he can get. they can start slow again. being her client is like being her acquaintance. people are always acquaintances before they’re friends; they can grow from here.

"when is next time?" he responds quickly, realizing it sounds like she’s going to stand up and leave soon, but he's not losing sight of her again.

she avoids looking at him, keeping her knees are pulled to her chest as she picks at the worn-down plastic of the playground tube they're sitting on, "i don't know, sakusa. i really need time to think about all of this. i don’t know what i’m doing here, or why i showed up tonight.”

her words feel like a burn in his lungs, but even when his sides are aching on his morning runs, he keeps going. "but you showed up anyway."

she finally looks at him, and he swears he could get lost in her eyes forever. he can’t believe he went through their entire friendship without telling her how beautiful she was, in every single way. he can’t believe he ever let go of her. perhaps that cliche saying was true, that you never know how important something really is until you lose it.

"i did," she echoes, continuing to stare into his own eyes.

"are you going to leave?" he asks, unable to look away.

she looks back down at the threads of green plastic she was pulling at, and his eyes follow. they used to meet at this playset all the time. during the summer, when she’d sleep over, they’d stay up until three in the morning, and then she’d nudge him about sneaking out. he used to worry about what would happen if his parents checked on them and saw that they were gone if they sneaked out, but she always ended up convincing him in the end. they rarely fought or had disagreements. with enough talking, they always managed to persuade the other to agree with them.

“i am. because we both need time to think. you need to think about if you’re going to see me again for therapy and i just need to think. about everything," she replies, and he watches her grab the edge of the tube, steadying herself as she moves to stand before he slides himself off the tube onto the ground below. it’s not that far of a drop for him now, although it was the scariest drop ever as a kid. now he stands eye level with most of the playset, but she's looking at him like it's still that big of a fall, mouth slightly agape in surprise.

“i’ll help you down,” he says with a smile and she blinks.

“no, i’m fine–” her words die out as he looks at her, brows raised in expectancy. this is what he meant: they were always able to push the other to do something, no matter how much they tried to resist in the beginning.

she lets out a sigh, trying to buy time as she fixes her skirt, preparing herself to slip off the tube. it really shouldn't be that scary, but she exclaims as she drops, barely registering the hands on the sides of her waist that catch her while her own clamp down on his shoulders.

her face is red as he lowers her down gently to the ground. whether it’s from the embarrassing noise she let out or the fact that he caught her, she’s not sure. maybe it’s both. even when he lets go of her, she can feel his hands on her still, as if they've been permanently etched into her skin. he’s looking down at her, and there’s a hint of playfulness in his eyes and the smile on his lips. he's too close to her, and she can't stop looking at his lips so she looks down at the ground instead, clutching at the jacket around her shoulders before she remembers it’s not hers.

“oh, here’s your jacket back,” she starts, moving to take off the piece of clothing before he stops her with a hand over he own.

“you can keep it for a little longer if you– if you let me walk you home,” he says, on the verge of losing all of his confidence, but he just can’t let go of her. he doesn't want to watch her leave, but he knows she needs a break.

she looks up at him, feeling like her lips are quivering with how nervous and flustered she feels, “you don’t have to do that, really. i can walk home by myself.”

“but if i want to?”

it’s a repeat of a conversation they had earlier, because she can never give him a complete no, and he always knows to take that as a yes.

she’s ruining everything she’s trying to do for herself right now. she’s trying to set a boundary between them, and horribly failing. because what if he walks her home, and he happens to live nearby again? what if they start to see each other more often? or worst of all, what if he ends up leaving again?

well what if he doesn’t?

oh, whatever.

fuck the what ifs.

they can try again.

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"it's gonna rain soon / and pull me back in.

"i had the words / you thought a hundred times

"oh darlin' / will you still walk me back home?'"

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extras <3

not really any extras! i just hope u enjoyed <3 and that this chapter was good and not too long or just a bunch of rambles!! i had like three ideas i had randomly wrote down and then just copied and pasted into this chapter and was trying to make them all fit 😭

IWAIZUMI AND Y/N HAVE A PLATONIC SIBLING-TYPE RELATIONSHIP!!! JUST MAKING THAT CLEAR also i'm a sucker for iwaizumi but that's besides the point

omi just kind of got up and left at some point during dinner when atsumu got tipsy and started talking to shoyo and bo. he said goodbye to osamu and then left

they all have each other's locations anyway and shoyo and bokuto trust him to know what he's doing

kita, akaashi, and iwa ended up going home soon after iwa got back from walking y/n to the park and then he and kita stayed up all night waiting for her to come home while akaashi was passed out <3

this fic lowkey goes a little bit off the rails!! but hopefully u guys enjoy it <33

AND I KEEP FORGETTING TO SAY ANYTHING ABOUT THIS I'VE KIND OF LOST IT NOW!! but y/n's pfp is a pufferfish because they symbolize protecting yourself and setting boundaries <3 interpret that as u will

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[sweetheartsaku]

(HQ) i'll do the dishes we'll carry the load

𝜗𝜚 HAIKYUU!! VARIOUS: 𝓛ANTANA.

a/n: [fem!reader] i have 3 wips in my drafts but i chose to start a whole new one 😎

— characters : atsumu, iwaizumi, sakusa, osamu

atsumu miya ; dance with you tonight - laufey

ATSUMU MIYA GET BEHIND ME to all the people who say atsumu treats all girls like trash, (LOUD BUZZER NOISE) it is such a common headcannon he's a mommy's boy?? such a common headcannon that the twins grew up with their mother?? hello?? would most definitely treat you beyond well ⁽⁽(੭ꐦ •̀Д•́ )੭*⁾⁾ !!

bites his straw omg. samu HATES it, especially when they’re sharing drinks then he finds his fresh beverages straw on its last thread. does the same with you unintentionally, making it literally impossible to drink from LMAO. its atsumu so i let it pass

has a dimple on his left cheek, matching with his twin brother whose dimple is on the right!!! he loves when you kiss and poke it. whenever he's focused, he bites his cheek, and you can see the little dimple there too.

gets you so many little trinkets and souvenirs from when he goes to away-games, always thinking of you!! sends you pictures of sunsets he sees, gets you seashell necklaces and ones with your initials except you get his and he gets yours ♡ bokuto and hinata also try help him, but the best they could pick up was a pebble the same colour as your eyes.

"you wanna kiss me soooo bad"

hajime iwaizumi ; super rich kids - frank ocean

put his hands on your head or waist when your close or about to hit something.. like you could be getting something from under the table and his hand would protect the spot where you could hit your head on 😖💞 same thing with your waist, always holding it close so you don’t bump into strangers on the road

strong believer of sidewalk rule. will switch your places EVER so gently (IWAIZUMI HAJIME THE MAN YOU ARE). loooooves slithering his hands around your waist and adooooores the pudgy stuff under your shirt. he just finds every inch of you beautiful from the bottom to the top!!! (he js like me frfr u is gorjus bae)

would carry you when your feet/heels hurt. the INSTANT he hears a slight groan of pain he will actually already be down there unbuckling the clip of the heel LMAO. props you up on his back and holds you up with so much pride.. his favourite heels to unbuckle are valentino’s and ysl. got the valentino’s for you on your 3rd year anniversary and the ysl on your 4th. maybe he’s gonna get on one knee while he’s down there too

smells like an insane amount of axe body spray unfortunately.. sorry iwa enthusiasts

kiyoomi sakusa ; coming home - beabadoobee

really loves claw clips. whether it be on you, or on himself and literally just in general. really loves when you wear the pearlier colours, especially teal and lime mixed with yellows etc... he also likes the clips on himself when he's cleaning

haircare routine goes HARD!! always having 2 lathers of shampoo, 1 layer of conditioner then another layer of leave-in conditioner, protection products and after allat he has curl serum (he does it with a scalp massager too btw)

keeping the kita shinsuke + sakusa kiyoomi crocheting agendas up rn. as a kid his family was always prioritised with work at the hospital so he'd always just sit in the corner of the waiting room with his thoughts, till one day this elderly lady who always had weekly checkups would teach him how to crochet. he made things for his family, but they never accepted/used it, so he just stopped after elementary school. but ever since he met you, he suddenly felt his hands tug towards the hooks a little harder

favourite scents are lime and herbs, but not together. likes lemon and lime sprays, window cleaner and wipes. secondly, loves herbs because it reminds him of the grandma that taught him to crochet 🥹(screaming, crying, wailing, throwing up, bashing head on wall.)

would peel your pomegranates (he hates messes)

osamu miya ; a piece of you - nathaniel constantin

found you watching those wax slime/asmr/clay cracking/mini foods/recipes on tiktok/mukbangs ONCE, and ever since then he's been a tad more dedicated to making special sweet treats for you after closing at onigiri miya ♡

this is like on the verge of ick and cute, but he likes to boop your nose with flour or your hand while you're baking. ya'll could be kneading impossibly close, and he'll sprinkle a bit of flour on you or randomly boop your nose 😭

always carries hair ties for you. in the kitchen he can’t have them on, but anywhere else he has one on him. since he basically lives in the kitchen, he’d prefer you to just stay there with him instead LMAO. the “anywhere else” in question is wherever you desire... but adores trying new cuisines with you. the hair tie helps tie your hair back while you eat btw <3

his hands smell like dishwashing liquid, even after the endless lathers of strong candy apple hand-soap, the scent of the liquid still lingers on his hand! you can smell it when you hold it on movie nights, or kiss it goodnight hehe

has a dimple on his right cheek, except his dimple is way deeper than atsumu's. you can see it when he chews

would peel your oranges

[foxbirdy]

can you please tell me more about the island at the equator? the one you drew about? i'm planning on becoming a sailor and i want to know what it was like way out there. can you tell me about the stars and the manta rays

I would love to tell you more about that island.

It's a tiny atoll, with a little over 4.6 square miles of permanent land. The hottest sun and most furious rain I've ever seen in my life, often in the same 24 hours. There are no freshwater sources here; everything you drink must come from the sky. Coral reefs surround the lagoons and islands, in vivid terraces that cascade from crystalline shallows to water so deep and blue it confuses your eyes. Sand flats and coral rubble beds stretch around the margins of the lagoons, and sometimes the water is so still and glassy that you can see the ripples from the spotted eagle rays and lemon sharks and schools of awa from a half mile away. Blue bottle jellies come up with high tides every new moon, and the manta rays gather in winding circular trains when the moon is full. Bioluminescent plankton is a rare and treasured guest, making the wave tops glitter cyan and green, illuminating each wingtip on the manta rays as they ruffle the surface of the water. Over one million seabirds make their homes there, and sometimes the chatter of the 'ewa'ewa is so constant and deafening that you stop hearing it at all, fading into the background sounds of wind and water and trees. The 'iwa fly in the highest wind currents, pirates of the sky, with their big forked tails and sharp lightning-bolt wings. The manu-o-Kū catch the tiniest silver fish, the length of my pinky, and flutter down from their perches to chitter at you as you move through the forest. The 'ā - red-footed boobies - crane their heads from side-to-side as they look at you, and when they open their mouths, you remember that birds come from dinosaurs. The stars are close and bright, despite the heavy humidity, and on clear nights the milky way is like a hundred pearl necklaces stretched across the sky, and you can walk with just the light of the moon. You can see the Southern Cross from one side of camp, and Polaris from the other. Cassiopeia sits in pride of place, and her daughter Andromeda is a lightblur in the crook of her knees. Meteors there sometimes fall like brilliant green balls of fire, so bright they put spots in your vision. On nights under one of those big dark storm cells that walk across the ocean like giants, the thunder and lightning moves around you in transient peaks and swells, inconstant, distant and then close. These are the only times you cannot hear the birds, gone silent, as the downpour takes up the place where their voices live.

[raisunomii]

Can I ask your top 5 fav iwaoi fics?

This is kind of crazy but I’m very very picky with my fics so I only have three iwaoi fanfics saved. I feel like a lot of people can’t/won’t get Oikawa’s character correct which is a HUGE turnoff for me so I only have a choice few I like. Honestly if I want to read something I just… write it? Then save it in my files for later? So instead of top five please take top three (in no particular order)!

I sure hope that guy gets fired, Xov Iwaizumi gets stuck in a timeloop and has to relive his worst day ever over, and over, and over, and over again. And Tooru's there too. And he's a freak. I fucking LOVED the characterization of Oiks and Iwa in this fic because I felt like it very, very accurately portrayed them (or at least portrayed them how I see them, so if you like MY Oiks and Iwa you'll love this.)

bad coffee & lemon bars, abillionstars This is a very like 2016-esque asshole walks in and orders a mocha frappa-whateverthefuck and barista wants to jump over the counter and beat him to a pulp. Y'all'ready know Iwaizumi's the barista and Oikawa's the prick. Really, really, good fic- I think about it like 10 times a day. THIS WAS MY FIRST EVER SAVED IWAOI FIC.

cinema, favspacetwink this fic.... masterpiece i eat it up fork and knife mmm mmm mm *chewing sounds* im so sorry i just got off of work. SYNOPSIS: oikawa accidentally sends kuroo a sex tape of him and iwa. Kuroo watches it in a totally platonic bro way. Told from Kuroo's POV but don't be fooled this is 100% pure iwaoi.

[supersonic-pinwheels]

YAYY 1/2 OF PROJECT SUCCESS. I'm very happy because this nest gave me both a male and a female with what I wanted, which means I don't have to worry anymore about hatching the right combination, wrong gender to breed from Wish and Regent's nests.

So of course I am keeping the first and third, and putting the other one up for sale. Since I don't need them for this project anymore, I'm also putting up their parents for sale (Lexander & Iwa). For now I'm keeping Lexander's parents (Gleeclaw & Yuriy), although I'm not sure that will be permanent. Open to offers if anyone really wants.

97972640 - Fae male, XYZ Hunter/Shamrock/Lemon, Petals/Butterfly/Glimmer, Uncommon Wind eyes

97972641 - Fae male, XYZ Jungle/Shamrock/Lemon, Petals/Butterfly/Glimmer, Unusual Wind eyes

97972642 - Fae female, XYZ Hunter/Shamrock/Lemon, Petals/Butterfly/Glimmer, Common Wind eyes

[miyababes]

miya atsumu.

long fics. (5k+)

backstage by duino [ band au ] [ sfw ; fluff ]

hoodie by kodaiki [ college au ] [ sfw ; fluff / angst ]

sweetheart by aiiwa [ nsfw ]

fics. (2.5k+)

a fish out of water by shibaraki [ merfolk au ] [ sfw ; fluff ]

chain reaction by shibaraki [ nsfw ]

fucking you in your old school uniform by bjbex [ nsfw ]

gossip girl by dejwrites [ nsfw ]

holy ground by ceijoh [ sfw ; fluff/angst ]

let it be me by shibaraki [ nsfw ]

my knight in shining armour by iwas-princess [ sfw ; fluff ]

my wish is you by ceijoh [ sfw ; angst with happy ending ]

play of the game by utahimeow [ college au ] [ quarterback!atsumu ] [ nsfw ]

smoker sex by bjbex [ nsfw ]

worst case scenario by duino [ sfw ; hurt/comfort ]

short fics. (1k+)

sfw: [ 1 - 100 ].

accidental nude send by elysianslove [ nsfw ]

an in-convenient encounter by duino [ suggestive ]

bad kinda player by tiniella [ college au ] [ himbo!atsumu ] [ nsfw ]

cascade by mrs-kurooo [ nsfw ]

cold showers by atsukashii [ suggestive ]

coming undone by shibaraki [ nsfw ]

deep-throating by saetyrn9 [ nsfw ]

desperate by shoyoist [ college au ] [ nsfw ]

down the drain by getoswhore [ brother's best friend!atsumu ] [ nsfw ]

keep watchin' by saetoru [ nsfw ]

miss me? by ahtsumu [ suggestive ; angst/fluff ; open ending ]

order for delivery by ilyluffy [ delivery boy!atsumu ] [ nsfw ]

shorts by lovelyunholyc [ nsfw ]

drabbles.

sfw: [ 1 - 100 ].

sfw: [ 101 - 200 ].

all bark, no bite by hornime [ nsfw ]

angry sex by saetoru (+ osamu, iwaizumi, sakusa) [ nsfw ]

audience by elysianslove [ camboy!atsumu ] [ nsfw ]

christening the furniture by utahimeow [ nsfw ]

cloud cover by hornime [ nsfw ]

cock and ball worship by bobaji (+ bokuto, aone, sakusa) [ nsfw ]

cock kisses by saetoru (+ sakusa, osamu, oikawa) [ nsfw ]

cockwarming by ceijoh [ nsfw ]

euphoric by adoringhaikyuu [ nsfw ]

facesitting by teataglia [ nsfw ]

friends with benefits by saetyrn9 [ nsfw ]

; part two

good boy by shibaraki [ nsfw ]

greedy by saetyrn9 [ nsfw ]

handjob by saetoru [ nsfw ]

hatefucking by elysianslove [ nsfw ]

head's up by awkatsukis [ nsfw ]

how they fuck by bobaji (+ bokuto, iwaizumi, hanamaki) [ nsfw ]

i'll consume you (if you let me) by satorini (+ bokuto, sakusa, hinata, sawamura) [ nsfw ]

jealous by saetoru [ nsfw ]

locker room sex by saetoru (+ meian, adriah, sakusa, bokuto, hinata) [ nsfw ]

loud in bed by demxnscous [ nsfw ]

mantra by delirieum [ nsfw ]

overstimming them by saetoru (+ sakusa, kita, kuroo, oikawa) [ nsfw ]

period sex by bobaji (+ suna, kuroo) [ nsfw ]

playing with his balls by saetoru [ nsfw ]

short skirts society by ilyluffy (+ kageyama, tsukishima, iwaizumi) [ nsfw ]

show you what it's like by elysianslove (+ sakusa, akaashi) [ nsfw ]

take care of you by shoyoist [ nsfw ]

they find out you hooked up with their friend/teammate before you started dating by adoringhaikyuu (+ oikawa, sakusa, ushijima) [ suggestive ]

trending by demxnscous [ best friend!atsumu ] [ suggestive ]

using your safe word by bobaji (+ sakusa, bokuto) [ nsfw ]

what sucking him off is like by adoringhaikyuu (+ bokuto, iwaizumi) [ nsfw ]

when life gives you lemons by hornime [ nsfw ]

headcanons.

crawling into his lap by kageyuji (+ suna, tsukishima, kyoutani, tanaka, tendou) [ sfw ; fluff ]

horny thoughts by saetoru (+ suna, osamu, bokuto, sakusa, iwaizumi) [ nsfw ]

prettiest when overstimmed by saetoru (+ sakusa, suna, oikawa, osamu ) [ nsfw ]

when they're lovesick by kodaiki (+ bokuto, kuroo, iwaizumi, kita) [ sfw ; fluff ]

yearning for the team manager by babiedeku [ sfw ; fluff ]

timestamps.

1.02am by heartaro [ sfw ; hurt/comfort ]

1.14am by etherreal [ sfw ; fluff ]

1.35am by moonbeamwritings [ sfw ; fluff ]

12.23pm by saetoru [ sfw ; fluff / angst ]

1.13pm by kodaki [ sfw ; fluff ]

8.45pm by kodaiki [ sfw ; fluff ]

10.37pm by sunamour [ sfw ; fluff ]

series.

(1) one missed call by satorini [ college au ] [ nsfw ]

friends don't do this by demxnscous [ sfw / nsfw ]

smau.

asking him to rail you by toru-oikawas-milkbread [ nsfw ]

asking you to cuddle but you have to turn them down by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna) [ sfw ; fluff ]

'finish the heart' trend by arhvste (+ oikawa, bokuto, kuroo) [ sfw ]

leaving you on read after you say 'i love you' by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, lev, yaku, semi, tendou, ushijima) [ sfw ]

responding to 'do you only care about my body?' by oikawa-torus-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, lev, yaku, semi, tendou) [ sfw ]

reacting to you leaving them on read after they say 'i love you' by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, kita, suna, sakusa, daishou, numai, kuguri, hoshiumi) [ sfw ]

responding to you being clingy by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, lev, yaku, semi, tendou, ushijima) [ sfw ; fluff ]

responding to you texting them 'you hurt my feelings' after a fight by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, lev, yaku, semi, tendou, ushijima) [ sfw ]

sending you a dirty text by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ kuroo, kenma, osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, semi, tendou, ushijima) [ nsfw ]

texting you while they're playing an away match by arhvste (+ sakusa, hinata, bokuto ) [ sfw ; fluff ]

when he finds out your fictional crush is your lockscreen by darlingimawitch (+ bokuto, suna) [ sfw ; fluff ]

you ask him 'on a scale of 1-10, how annoyed are you with me right now?' after a fight by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, lev, yaku, semi, tendou, ushijima) [ sfw ]

you ask if he's jealous by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, kita, suna) [ sfw ; fluff ]

you ask them for nudes by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, lev, yaku, semi, tendou, ushijima) [ nsfw ]

you ask them if they still find you attractive by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, lev, yaku, semi, tendou, ushijima) [ sfw ; fluff ]

you ask them to 'pick a number between 1-10' and send them that many nudes by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ kunimi, kindaichi, kuroo, kenma, osamu, sakusa) [ nsfw ]

you send them a dirty text by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, lev, yaku, semi, tendou, ushijima) [ nsfw ]

you text them 'i think you could have been nicer to me today' by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, kita, suna, sakusa, daishou, numai, kuguri, sakishima) [ sfw ]

you text them 'i want to sit on your face' by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, lev, yaku, semi, tendou, ushijima) [ nsfw ]

smau series.

exist by todayisawthewhxlewxrld [ sfw ]

[scotianostra]

Happy Birthday “Celebrity” Chef Nick Nairn, born January 12th 1959 in Stirling.

Nick grew up in the village of Port of Menteith and attended McLaren High School in Callander before joining the merchant navy at the age of 17 in 1976, serving as a navigator until 1983.

During his travels Nick developed a passion for food and the exotic dishes he’d experienced on his travels, and this proved to be the driving force behind his desire to teach himself to cook. In 1986 he opened his first restaurant, as an ambitious 27-year-old, at Braeval, near Aberfoyle, Stirlingshire, despite the fact he had never been to catering college, had never worked in a restaurant and had not been tutored by any chef.

Iwas a wise decision for Nick, it won him the Scottish Field and Bollinger Newcomer of the Year Award. Four years later he became the youngest chef to earn a Michelin star for his restauran, After this he went on to open Nairn’s restaurant in Glasgow in 1998 and a cook school in 2000 at Lake of Menteith. In 2003, he sold his restaurant in Glasgow to concentrate on the cookery school, although he also undertakes a range of corporate work.

Nick was awarded an honorary doctorate by the University of Stirling in 2007 for his contributions to Scottish cooking and healthy eating campaigns. He was awarded a second honorary doctorate from Abertay University in June 2016.

Just two weeks before the world shut down in the Spring of 2020 , Nick had opened his new restaurant, Nicks,  in the town of Bridge of Allan, where he now lives. As well as struggling through the pandemic the business was dealt another blow in the summer of 2021, when a fire badly damaged the building. 

Nairn insisted the restaurant “will be back” but at this stage there were “more questions than answers”.

“It was obviously quite serious,” he said. “A piece of kit had malfunctioned right in the middle of service and boiled over.

"The guys did their best to contain it but they lost control of it. Luckily they thought quickly - they turned off the gas and ventilation, got everybody out in I think less than 60 seconds and then the place just exploded.

According to Nicks Facebook page "Henderson Street, Bridge of Allan is progressing at pace now. We have a phenomenal shiny new kitchen which is causing some excitement amongst the chefs."

Nick certainly hasn't had his troubles to seek, his cook school at Port of Menteith was hit by a flood in 2021 but is also up and running again. We might shy away from places due to the price increases that every where haslately, but we have to think about the costs that businesses like Nick's have to absorb, he admits it's not easy;

“It would be easy to lay your head down and say it doesn't matter what we do, we're just gonna get stuffed at every turn. But we've always tried to look at the positive side of whatever it’s been - fire, flood or lockdown. We’re into the fourth crisis now, and it could potentially be bigger than anything - the cost of living for customers but also the price of running a business,” says Nick. “For instance, a month ago, lemon sole was £15 a kilo, while two weeks ago, it was £30 pounds a kilo. How are you meant to absorb that? Our energy bill here was £8000 a year, and it’s gone up to £24000”, and these comments were before the latest energy hike!

Nick also has other venues around the central belt including  The Kailyard by Nick Nairn in Dunblane, and Nick’s at Port of Menteith, he has also been on our screens along with Deacon Blue drummer Dougie Vipond in The Great Food Guys and was last on our screen just a week ago.

Happy Birthday Nick and best of luck in the future at Bridge of Allan and wherever else you show off your expertise.

[whooolaanmo]

paborito 💛

Paborito ko tong candy na to noong bata pa ako moth ball nga tawag ko dyan dati 🤣🤣🤣 ngayon sakto na lang iwas iwas din sa matamis, naalala ko lang din nag titira ako ng barya para makabili nyan tska lemon candy na walang balat nakalagay lang siya sa garapon tapos gusto ko rin bazooka, caramel na yung matigas na cubes etc. haha 🤣🤣

Oct. 01, 2023 01:10 pm

[glitchedsoftware]

OKAY UPDATEEEE IT WENT GREAT other than the fact that it was p hot I LISENED TO BUILD OUR MACHINE AND GOSPEL OF DISMAY ON THE RIDE THERE iwas autisming out so much ANDAND SOMEONE RECOGNIZED MY LEMON DEMON SHIRT AND JUST COMPLEMENTED MY OUTFITTTTT they were rllllly nice they asked what my fav lemon demon song was to which i said idkcuz theyre all so good!!!! they said their fav was my trains!!!!! THEY ALSO GAVE ME A RLLY COOL TRANS KANDII BRACELETTTTT SOTHAT WAS AWESOMEEEEEE

ialso gotta bomb pop since it was so hot and a pride fan :3 HERES SOME PICS

on my way 2 a pride parade wit my spamton plush :3

[waifu-13]

The Bet  Iwa X  f!reader smut

tw-  degrading (lmk what needs to be added)  18+

Your sitting in his bed thinking back to how it all started flash back to two weeks ago when your mutual oikawa added you to a group chat of some of his volleyball friends from back in the day, and one of the men happened to peek our interest more then the others ...iwaizumi  Hajime, The flirting going on between you two was so noticeable to the others, the sexual tension that had built over that time, You were tired of it, craving him, all the shirtless pics he sent, all the teasing he did , one night while you were on facetime with the muscular  man you decide to take the bdsm quiz and send him your results, you click back to see his reaction to which he just  smirks then minutes later you get a text.. a screenshot of his results something catches your eye the 71% brat tamer he got ... he smirks making a cocky comment on how your just a little pathetic  sub to which you ask him if he wanted to make a bet, he says he down, 

‘I give u 2 weeks to try and "tame" me “ you says with a slight smirk as u continue to explain the rules  ‘ If u win ill admit i was wrong, and if i win, u admit u cant tame a brat~’

he looks at you questionably responding with  “ I don’t see any real gain here’” 

you roll your eyes telling him it would be fun plus he’d get to say he tamed a brat . he agrees now saying how he’s bored and it would be fun you say you should kiss on it. he tells you to come over you say teasingly “and if  I don't”  he doesn't respond he just gets up flips the camera and shows you an array of “toys”, ropes” handcuffs 

“now come over you need a punishments slut” he says sternly. you follow his order and go over to his place, you knock on the door to be quickly carried inside, iwa placing you on his bed tieing your hand up right way 

“well hello to you” you taunt 

“oh shut up your on thin ice” he say taking his shirt off, “you mind if i rip these?” he ask already ripping your shirt off 

“yeah i actually do” he ignores your reply continuing to rip your clothes off, he looks' at you smirking almost as if he got a full plan in his head what to do with you, he takes his pants off  you look at his body in person.. so built, his arms so toned full of macular  while you were caught up soaking in his features he put a vibrator in you starting it on its highest level causing you to moan so loudly for him, continues fucking with the level of the vibe going from the highest to the lowest soaking in your body's reactions seeing what you liked the most at some point he sets on a middle level telling you to tell him when your close you tell him what if you don't to which he takes the vibe out replacing it with his thick cock shoving it all in you with no waring making you yelp. ”yeah keep making those sounds baby” he says slamming in to you rough and fast, one of his hands toying at your clit the other griping the headboard causing his muscles to look extra toned, he looks you in the eye moving the hand that's on your clit to your stomach pressing down on the budge “see that baby see how deep i am in you” he says placing your legs over his should causing him to go deeper in you hitting the spot that making you see stars you start moaning out how your close your pleas for him to let you cum how good he’s making you feel, he goes  close to your ear whispers how close he is and how tight you feel around him telling you how good he’s gonna fill you “ be a good girl and come with daddy okay?” he thrust hard one last time both of you comming as he fill you with his cum he slowly pulls out and starts undoing your hands 

who knew two weeks could go by so fast from that first night....

{ A/n i dont like pt2 but if yall enjoy this and want one i will write it} 

[iwas-princess]

iwaizumi hajime • princess wishes

“pl-please, iwa.” you sobbed pleadily, tugging against the tight ropes around your wrists.

your boyfriend just shook his head in protest instead, a dry chuckle leaving his lips as he paced around the bed, his predatory eyes boring into your bound body. each curve of the rope that dug into your plush skin melted his heart— and cock. the sight of seeing his precious baby all tied up and helpless made his mind go blank and attentively focus of the beautiful girl sprawled out on the bed.

his rough fingers gently traced along your figure, purposely missing your sensitive parts and angles to tease you more. whines of disproval at his actions left your lips, much to his pleasure. seeing you like this for him had his cock leaking in his pants and twitching impatiently. oh how he wanted to fill you— breed you— with his sticky cum until you were too sensitive for anymore. he wanted you too feel the stretch of him for days, his cock to leave an imprint of your cunnie, mold it for him only.

“please, iwa. please, make me cum.” you begged for him blindly.

iwaizumi only smirked to himself satisfied before grazing a finger along your cheek softly, tauntingly.

“oh, you poor princess.” his pretend sympathy laced his voice as he spoke to you ever so gently. “tell daddy what’s wrong? what way do you need to be touched, little one?”

you sniffled.

“need your cock, daddy.”

he hummed in satisfaction at your statement, appreciating your taught obedience. he did that. he taught you how to please him. that you were no one else’s; just his. fuck, he just loved you so much. he could never stop thinking about you, you were all that plagued his mind and the only thought that ever mattered to him. your beautiful plump body, the way it was built like the goddesses were and glew with such perfection that left him speechless. and it was all for him to cherish and protect.

his

“whatever my princess wishes.”

[gogo-karasuno]

I loved your character kinks request i was wondering if i could request some for Iwaizumi, Wakatoshi, & Semi Eita

These were really fun to write! I hadn’t really played attention to Semi before but this definitely put him on my radar now. So, thank you for that Anon.

Iwa

- My gut instinct for Iwa-chan is Dom and I can’t find any evidence to argue with it. He’s used to being in charge of a variety of situations ranging from firm authoritarian to caregiver. I could easily see it as something that carries over into the bedroom. Some people enjoy separating themselves from their daily lives. Iwa is not one of those people.

- I totally see him being into generally rough sex at times. Maybe he’s yanking your hair while marking up your skin with one leg hiked up over his hip. Or, you’re pinned to the bed while he slams into you so you’re still feeling it later on. Don’t think this happens with him over you. He’s just as happy to manhandle you into riding him while his hands bruise your hips setting the pace. Give as good as you get too. Bite his shoulder when something feels amazing. Drag you nails his back to leave marks. Pull at his hair to direct him too. He’s trying to make you groan and scream so return the favor.

- Give this man a striptease. Let him watch you shed layer after layer painstakingly slow. Roll your hips to actual music or just a beat inside your head. Get so close to him there’s barely air between you before yanking away. Playfully slap his hands away. He likes to make you wait so now you can turn the tables on him. Just make the whole thing a show.

- Let him come on you. Just stripes of cum across your heaving chest that start to trail down the mountains of your ribs. On your lower back while your hips are still in the air. Beads of cum and sweat trailing down your spine. For a special treat, blow him really well then let him coat your face. Sure, swallowing is hot but the image of you looking up at him with a wrecked face can ruin him again. 

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Wakatoshi

- I don’t really see Wakatoshi as leaning more one way or the other nor even into those dynamics at all. There is a certain level of kink that comes from dominant and submissive that I don’t see appealing to him. It becomes something that makes sex unnecessarily complex. He’s a simple man looking for simple pleasures. It terms of initiating events that’s pretty equal as well. 

- This dude loves seeing his partner in some great lingerie. Something silky with a little lace in soft colors. Maybe some soft pinks or baby blues or even white to make you look almost angelic. Go for the whole nine yards with garters and stockings. Really make a presentation of yourself.

- Erotic Massages are another thing he really enjoys. He is such a hard worker so show him how much you appreciate him. Have him lay on the bed, break out the oils, and slowly work him over. Maybe get a little teasing and kiss his neck or pepper kisses across his shoulders. Toss out a little praise too. He’s down to give you the same treatment as well. With such big, strong hands you know it is going to be a delight.

- Shower Sex is another way to win Wakatoshi over. There’s so many chances for it to arise as well. Finished a couples workout and need to get clean? Well, now you’re just saving water. He won a game with a lot of pent up adrenaline left? A great time to start the victory celebration. His team lost a game? Nothing like this to cheer a man up.

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Semi

- At first glance, I actually didn’t have a read on Semi. When I stopped to look and think about his personality the answer became immediate: Dom. He is such a fucking dom that I don’t know how I missed it the first time around. I have a theory that setters are low to high-key control freaks and Semi isn’t an exception. However, he had that taken away from him. But the bedroom is somewhere that he gets to remain in control.

- Fight him for control. Just dominating has its own appeal but that fight is really where the fun can happen. Just turn it into a full on battle of the wills. Roll each other over, pin down hips and hands, place searing kisses, just make it him work for it. He wins in the end but you made him work for it. For this reason, I also think he would really enjoy having a bratty submissive for a partner. Someone he has to fight with.

- Deepthroat him to the best of your ability. Even if you can’t get him all the way down he will still appreciate the effort. A lot of the visuals he loves will be present as well. Tears gathering in the corners of your eyes while you gag and choke around his length. Fingers and hands scrambling for purchase against him as his hand twists up into your hair. Moan on occasion to show how much you’re enjoying the moment. Make him so aware that in that moment if given the chance between breathing or pleasuring him that you pick him.

- I could see threesome (or even moresomes) being something Semi really enjoys taking partaking in. I don’t see the gender of his partner(s) mattering to him so that is up to you. Things that could matter would be how dominant the other(s) are in comparison to him. He doesn’t want to yield that power. But, what matters most to him is the chance for that little boost of attention. Not only does he have you to impress but he has others now too. It can range from giving them a show of how he wrestles you into submission to doing the same for them. This becomes double the pleasure for him while there is double the proof that he’s enough for everyone else.

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happy bday kat u big fat pussy ass whore, heres ur iwa smut @bigpokico

also thank u to @bubblebanks1611 for beta reading this for me!

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Practice is over - Iwaizumi Hajime x (fem)Reader

Warning(s): daddy kink, jealous fucking, orgasm denial, being used as a cumdump, choking, shower sex, semi-public sex, oikawa is a cuckhold hahAHA

“Who do you belong to, y/n?” Iwaizumi grunted against your wet back, your body trembling as you leaned against the cold tiled wall. You bit your lip harshly, holding in your moans as you felt his hard member thrust in and out of your soft velvet walls and his finger playing with and pinching your bundle of nerves, sending shocks up your abdomen. The steam from the hot shower that was running onto both of your bodies left your skin glistening with water drops and you admired how it accentuated the muscles of Iwa’s hand that was leaning against the wall along with your right hand.

You felt a spank against your ass, the skin slightly scorching due to the hot water running over the sensitive spot, making you moan as you arched your back, pushing your ass further against Iwa.

“I fucking asked you a questions, answer me” he growled, his other hand leaving your clit, snaking up your body and pulling on the roots of your hair, making you groan out his name as he leaned in to your exposed neck from behind, softly biting onto your sweet spot.

“I-I’m yours, Hajime” you moaned, clenching your pussy around him from his roughness.

“Say it louder”

“I’m yours, daddy!”

“Oikawa, stop pouting, you’ll get wrinkles” you chuckled, making him pout even further. You were on your way to pick up Iwaizumi from practice when you bumped into these two training late. You ended up staying for it despite the neediness between your legs that you had for your boyfriend.

“I’ll still be pretty, y/n-chan” he replied, taking a sip of water as you let your eyes linger on his neck for a bit too long.

“But what else can you be anyways? Definitely not loyal, always breaking up with your girlfriends, you can’t stay with just one” you mused, smirking at him as you took the water bottle from him.

“Maybe because the one I want is taken” he winked at you.

Being with Iwa and Oikawa for a while, his teasing never got to you, but you did know who it got to, and you wanted him to do something about it.

“Oh really? Maybe you can borrow me for a night, though I may be more than you can afford” you chuckled, patting his bicep in a mocking manner as he scoffed softly with a smile.

Before Oikawa could answer your tease, Iwaizumi interrupted, “Oi, get here, Shittykawa”, holding a glare with his words.

You turned to your boyfriend, smiling at the banter between the two as Oikawa joined him on the court, not before his eyes landed on you, a darker glare piercing you and making you subconsciously hold your thighs together. Yet you smirked, because he had heard all of it.

You couldn’t help your eyes trail down the muscular expanse of your man in this new position; your legs wrapped around his waist as he fucked you against the wall, the water glistening and highlighting the muscles with each move. Your eyes trailed down from his neck to his collarbone, then his pecs and abs, your eyes stopping at where his cock entered your pussy. You could just cum from the sight if it wasn’t for him denying you your release, especially from the way that your lips dragged around him when he pulled out. You threw your head softly back against the wall, your hands pulling at his wet roots as he kept slow and deliberate thrusts, bottoming you out every time, pelvises hitting each other.

“You’re such a slut, ‘you can borrow me for a night’? You just want to be used up as a cum bag, fill every pretty hole of yours up” he growled before latching his mouth onto your left tit, nipping and sucking at the skin around before softly biting down on your areola. You arched your back, your chest pushing against his face as he continued his ministrations on your body.

Your thighs quivered and tightened around his waist as his fingers groped your ass cheeks, leaving a few bruised marks on them, ramming his hard cock into your tight clenching walls, his tip pressing against that soft spongey muscle inside of you that made you see stars, making you tug onto his hair tighter as your back kept moving further up the wall.

“Don’t cum till I tell you to, doll.”

“Hey, y/n-chan, can you get the balls with us?” Oikawa called out to you, his voice interrupting your Instagram adventure.

Sighing softly, you murmured “I wish those weren’t the only balls I was getting” before going across the court to help them collect the balls after tucking your phone into your pocket.

As the three of you shared a comfortable silence, at one point when you got up from your bent over position near the nets and turned around quickly to put the ball into the basket, you banged into a strong and tall object, toppling on top of it. You groaned as you looked down, your hands on either side of the brunettes’ head, your hips straddling his as he propped his knees up as your school skirt flared around his stomach.

“Oh, hey there, Shittykawa” you laughed, sitting up straight, still straddling him as you looked at his flushed yet smirking expression, “What are you smirking at?”

“Nothing, y/n-chan, you’re too cute” he chuckled, getting up on his elbows before he pushed you off of him, making you land on your ass, earning him a kick to his calf.

You may have acted innocent, but you were so thankful with how wonderfully this all played into your hands, as you could feel Iwa’s glare at you the entire time, and you knew it would become worse if he spotted the boner that Oikawa sported.

“Practice is over” Iwaizumi suddenly announced, grabbing you by your wrist and picking up his bags on the way out as you sent a friendly wave to Oikawa.

As you both reached the locker rooms, you managed to snatch your wrist away from his grasp, pouting at him as you rubbed it softly not before being pushed up against the lockers, his hand making them echo on the inside as he slammed it against them.

“You’re such a tease, don’t act so innocent, you knew what you were doing” he growled lowly, his other hand wrapping itself around your throat, his rough calloused hands thumbing circles onto your skin.

You smirked softly, rubbing your thighs together in victory as you got what you wanted; Hajime jealous over you. You knew what all entailed in this and you wanted every second of it engraved onto your skin.

“I’ve been such a bad girl, Daddy, pleeease don’t punish me~” you whined softly through a pout as you let your hands run over his chest, licking your lips as you felt his muscles twitch underneath, his musk enveloping you into a faint daze as you watched a few beads of sweat drip down his face.

He shook his head, grabbing your hands in one tight grip as he pinned them up above you before leaning in close to your ear, wedging his thigh between your legs, whispering, “You won’t be ready for this.”

You watched in amazement and slight pain as only his cum dripped out of you, none of yours. You felt him fucking his own seed into you for the second time that evening as you stood with your back against the wall, one leg draped over his hip as he held it close to him, his cock buried into you at such a perfect angle. You had to bite onto your hand to not moan too loudly and not orgasm as he had instructed. Your insides burned from holding on so much as you were kept from releasing, the coil unbearably tight inside of you. Everything got even tighter as you both heard the door opening.

“Iwa-chan? Are you taking a shower right now?” the familiar cheery voice asked, the door slamming shut to the locker rooms.

You couldn’t help but to clench onto Iwa’s cock, the possibility of being caught much too exciting. What was even worse was that the shower walls were semi-opaque with a hazy coating, so it was easy to see shadows. Hajime didn’t miss out on your excited clenching, a low growl ripping out in him as he rutted into you deeper, smirking at your worried eyes.

“Yeah, what do you want?” he grunted out before moving his free hand to rub at your clit, biting down harder onto your hand as you clenched you eyes shut, seeing white as you felt like you were floating. You couldn’t hold it back any longer as you slowly let your strings snap one by one.

“Nothing, I just wanted to say, you’ve got a pretty cute girlfriend” he smiled, going through his locker and retrieving his stuff.

“When you fucking cum, you better let him know who’s making you cum this hard” he whispered to you before adding the most power he could to the thrusts.

“Oh yeah?” he responded to his best friend, his lips twitching as his oversensitive tip kept kissing your cervix, watching as his cum fell out the more he fucked it into you. At one particular thrust, his tip hitting deep against your g-spot, you felt everything snap inside of you, your toes curling and fingers leaving long scratches down his wet back as you finally came around him.

“Hajime!!!” you screamed out loud, your body shuddering as you couldn’t stop cumming, taken aback by how hard your orgasm hit your body. Iwaizumi followed you soon after, biting into your shoulder as he filled you up with his cum and you felt so blissed out with all of the seed filling you up, you almost forgot about the third person.

“Y/n-chan?”

[calico-strawberry]

Thinking back, how the fuck did I beat the final boss of the OG Persona 5 with Morgana being the only character who had SP, first try?

[phantasmagoricreverie]

May I ask for first time nsfw hcs for Souza, iwatooshi, and kiyomitsu? ❤️

I managedto power through this, late as it may be, and while I feel like I may havemissed the mark with what you wanted, I hope you still enjoy it. And thank youfor requesting!

Since it’s NSFW, it’s under the cut ❤️

Souza Saomonji

The firsttime is incredibly slow, perhaps even excruciatingly slow

It likelytakes place in your room; more out of consideration for his brothers thananything else

Likelyfeels more assured with an inexperienced partner—not necessarily a virgin,though that counts. Just someone who doesn’t quite know their way around ismore reassuring for him as he doesn’t know what he’s doing himself

With aless experienced partner, there’s not really a record of performance you havethat you’d be able to compare him to that’s all

He’scarefully watching you and your reactions, waiting for you to reject him forsome reason or another, especially when the flesh that bares where thatparticular master of his marked him is revealed

He’s verycertain that you’ll reject him or that this will have been a very cruel joke

Eventhough he’s trusted you enough to get this point, part of him still doubts

But when theway you look at him doesn’t change and he can’t detect any sort of malicebehind your actions, he’s certain that you’re doing this because you genuinely likehim

You’regoing to have to take the lead with Souza, as he’s not really one for intimacy

The firsttime between the two of you is quite gentle; there is nothing that marks theexperience as a particularly euphoric one, but despite how ordinary it is it’sa profound one that leaves an impact on you

After theact is done, insists on cleaning up right away and leaves your room

It’s notthat he dislikes you or that he feels like you’ve gotten what you wanted sohe’s going to leave, it’s just that he has a lot to process after theexperience and he’d rather do so alone

It’llhave taken a lot to get to this point, but the experience overall is a gentleone that seems to have an ephemeral quality when you think back on it

Iwatooshi

He’s verygentle since he wants to be careful with his own strength, especially the firsttime around. This is especially true if this is your first time having sex withsomeone

He’saware that he’s quite strong, and he doesn’t want to hurt you

Wouldprefer it if you’re on top; he feels like he’s less likely to hurt you that way

Of courseif that makes you uncomfortable he’ll take you in whatever position you’re mostcomfortable in; he wants to make your first time together a pleasant one afterall

Iwatooshiis the type to ask for confirmation before doing things especially the firsttime (the first few times actually)

It’s notnecessarily verbal either (though it can be), he’ll quietly look at you beforedoing something and will wait for your assent or refusal

Needlessto say he doesn’t do anything you aren’t comfortable with and nothing that youdon’t explicitly agree to

He stayswith you after all is done and probably pulls you against his chest and holdsyou there

He justholds you like the incredibly important existence you are and you can feel himsmiling broadly into your neck

It’s amoment where he’s not boisterous and loud as he usually is, but ratherpossesses an almost tranquil air

It’s avery memorable experience; you don’t think you’d ever be able to forget it

Kashuu Kiyomitsu

Suggeststurning the lights off because he doesn’t want you to see him, especially sinceit’s the first time. He wants to look his best for you always and is worried asto what you might think of him when he isn’t fully done up like he usually is

He’s abit insecure since he thinks that you won’t like him anymore or that you’llchange your mind when all the layers come off

Reassurancehelps him feel less nervous about things and when you don’t look at him withdisgust or anything but love and adoration in your eyes he feels much moreconfident about doing this with you

He couldbe coaxed into doing it with the lights on, but you’d have to be quiteconvincing, at least the first time around

Regardlessof whether the lights are on or not, he’s super embarrassed and all red andblushing and insists you don’t look at his face since it only serves to makehim even more embarrassed

Wouldprefer you taking the lead the first time, especially if you’ve done this atleast once before. Everything is so new to him and he doesn’t want to mess upbecause what if you end up hating him for it?

But he couldtake the lead if you really wanted him to do so, he’d just be incrediblyawkward going about it

Theexperience is a gentle one and you both exchange sweet words with each otherthroughout the whole thing

Stayswith you after it’s all done and sort of basks in the afterglow of it all

He’s abit embarrassed about it the morning after with his face as red as his scarf,but it’s a good memory for the two of you

He takesit as proof that he’s loved after all, albeit it in a different manner thanhe’s used to as a sword