#iwaizumi blurb

[adoringhaikyuu]

moRE Y OU TAKE OFF YOUR WEDDING RING AFTER A FIGHT AND THEY THINK YOU WANT A DIVORCE FOR USHIJIMA OIKAWA AND ANYONE ELSE BABES

YOU TAKE OFF YOUR WEDDING RING AFTER A FIGHT AND THEY THINK YOU WANT A DIVORCE | 2

characters: iwaizumi + oikawa + ushijima + (gn!reader)

warnings: none

notes: this is such an old ask but i'm trying to get back into hq writing lol a sad hc comeback but here we are

part one / part two

★ iwaizumi feels really overwhelmed when he finds your ring on the dresser. you're in the shower so he tries to calm himself down and tame the anger (that's masking his hurt). he sits on the bed, staring down the ring across the room from him like it's mocking him. when you come out of the shower, you're still a little mad, so you ignore him and get dressed, only turning to face him when he asks 'so what, you done with me now?' his voice sounds gruff but you can hear the underlying pain he's trying to suppress. he's clearly staring at something so you follow his gaze. when you notice, you shake your head and roll your eyes almost fondly, going up to the dresser and picking up the ring, making a show of putting it back on for him. 'you really are an idiot sometimes you know. i take it off when i shower.' he gets all pouty and embarrassed, but it's nothing a few cuddles and kisses won't fix. and when you tell him you'd never leave him, even if he pisses you off, he holds you tighter, in silent appreciation.

★ oikawa looks down when he hears something fall on the kitchen floor, accidentally knocking it over with his water bottle after coming back from the gym to blow off steam. he goes to pick it up and immediately feels the tears build up when he realizes it's your ring. he stands up and just stares at it in his hand for a while, frozen in fear. when he hears your footsteps, he looks up at you and though you were still annoyed with him, the sight of his tears makes you drop everything and rush over to him in concern. you ask him what's wrong and he just reaches his hand over to you, his voice small 'missing something?...or was this a conscious decision?' you immediately feel awful and let him know you were planning on putting it back on, you had just burned yourself making dinner and had to take off the ring to ice your hand properly. he immediately reaches for your hand to make sure you're alright, lovingly scolding you for not telling him sooner. and just like that you know everything's okay.

★ ushijima stops and stares at you when he sees you sat on your bed, turning the ring over between your fingers, contemplating. he doesn't know what to say for a moment, but he speaks up, his voice clearly filled with hesitation and worry, not as strong as usual. 'are you rethinking our marriage?' you let him know that you were actually staring at the ring to remind yourself of how much you loved him and being married to him and he lets out a big breath, asking if you if it's alright to hug you and holds you tight (and longer than usual) when you say yes.

[aerifim]

imagine having a secret relationship with iwaizumi as the karasuno manager. like, the amount of thrill and excitement that would run through your veins the moment you lock eyes with him during a match is uncanny. the way his sharp gaze would linger for just a second too long before he snaps his attention back to the game—it's enough to send your heart racing.

the desperation of wanting to be near each other—knowing that the other is just right there—and resisting the urge to walk over to your boyfriend is a different level of risk. there's a magnetic pull between you, one that you both have to fight against to keep your relationship under wraps. 

though, despite the odds of being on opposing sides—and having to deal with the rivalry between your team and his—iwaizumi manages to find subtle ways to communicate with you between matches. a slight tug at his jersey means i miss you, a quick tap on his water bottle signals to meet you later, and a slight smirk across the court drives you absolutely nuts.

he even tries to sneak little notes into your bag, ones that say things like “you looked cute today. try not to stress too much over the crows.” 

but the struggle of not getting caught is real. kageyama and hinata always seem suspicious—especially since they seem to have a sixth sense when something feels “off”—but luckily they're too dense to put the pieces together.

but oikawa? he's a completely different story. he knows something is up. every time karasuno and aoba johsai are in the same vicinity, he teases iwaizumi mercilessly. 

“iwa-chan, you keep looking at karasuno’s manager. don't tell me you’ve got a crush.” he coos, only to get smacked upside the head.

there are so many close calls that almost revealed your relationship to the whole team. like the time you accidentally just called him “hajime” in front of your team, making tanaka and nishinoya immediately latch onto it. or when you and iwaizumi almost left a convenience store together after practice—laughing, completely forgetting that your teams were also inside. 

but then, it finally slips. the two of you got caught making out with each other in the storage room after a long, intense, and competitive practice match against aoba johsai. neither of you saw the door swing open in time and the two most noisiest team members had caught you two in the act. 

to say that tanaka and nishinoya were shocked to see the sight of you and an aoba johsai teammate making out in the storage room would be an understatement. and soon enough, everyone else knew. 

it started small. once sugawara and daichi caught wind of it, they immediately sat you down and spoke to you about it. 

with the rest of the team. 

luckily, it wasn't that big of a deal on your end—if you ignore tanaka and noya’s dramatic commentary. but for iwaizumi? he had to deal with oikawa being a drama queen. 

but, after all the teasing, the fake outrage, and oikawa dramatically claiming he needed “emotional recovery time” (which was just an excuse to bother iwaizumi more), both teams accepted it. 

that didn't mean they'd stop messing with you two, though. 

any time karasuno and aoba johsai were in the same gym, oikawa would send exaggerated kisses in your direction for the sole purpose of pissing iwaizumi off. nishinoya and tanaka started calling him “brother-in-law” to see how long it would take to get him to snap. 

sugawara even joined in on it, casually mentioning things like, “wow, iwaizumi-san, you're so polite for someone who made out in our storage room.” 

and, despite all the teasing, the sneaky comments, and the endless smirks from both teams, you and iwaizumi wouldn’t change a thing.

because at the end of the day, it was worth it.

♡ happy valentines day! this is for @reiyaus :3 & for the 3 people alive in the haikyuu fandom rn.

[bokutoko]

infinitely yours

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it’s saturday morning, and his eyes trace the outline your figure beneath the bedsheets. you look like a sculpture with the way the fabric hugs your curves—you surely belong in a gallery, he thinks, incomparable to any other artwork.

the early morning sun spills on the bed, a soft golden glow illuminating the both of you. it’s finally a lazy day, a day to sleep in, yet here he is, watching the gentle rise and fall of your chest as you rest peacefully beside him.

oh, how lucky he is.

as the sun rises higher, he reaches out to touch your face; his fingers lightly skim across your cheek, drinking in your beauty. you are absolutely ethereal, your presence alone providing both comfort in his heart and butterflies in his stomach.

maybe that’s why he calls you his angel. you came into his life and only made it better, made it sweeter, made it brighter. you saved him from himself.

and everyday—like this, with the sight of you next to him—he’s reminded daily just how lucky he is to be infinitely yours.

tetsuro kuroo, keiji akaashi, koushi sugawara, hajime iwaizumi, daichi sawamura, osamu miya, shinsuke kita, kiyoomi sakusa, atsumu miya, tooru oikawa, your fav <3

a/n: i thought of this when i was rotting in bed this morning and saw this pin. i love cuddly mornings

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[katescorner]

iwaizumi didn't forget about valentine's day. he had it circled and highlighted on his calendar. he just . . . lost track of time until suddenly it was nine at night. he's lucky he didn't get pulled over on his way home. "sorry. i'm sorry. i—" he stumbled through the door. he felt terrible, but he paused at the sight of you setting the table with a soft smile. "you're home just in time." he blinked, "i am? i thought i was late. i lost track of time. i swear i had tonight down in my phone though. i even set up reminders." he felt terrible, but you weren't mad. you weren't even upset. instead, you laugh a little. "hajime," you say, walking over to your boyfriend to give him a kiss on the cheek. "i'm dating the athletic trainer for the mens volleyball olympic team. not to mention you have the work ethic of a stubborn dog. did you think i'd be blindsided by your lateness?" he didn't have an answer for you as his cheeks turned pink and a swell of appreciation grew in his chest. all he could think about was how lucky he was to have you. so later that night when you'd finally fallen asleep, he looked at engagement rings online.

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[raisunomii]

University AU setter squad (also known as gc: japans finest) who get into way, way more trouble than they can afford. It always ends with Iwaizumi, Daichi, and Kuroo (who are the designated setter rescuers) on the way to the local station at 3am. They've driven there like 90 times for reasons no one wants to repeat.

Kuroo and Bokuto don't understand how their boyfriends, of all people, keep getting into this. Kuroo sure as hell doesn't understand how Kenma ended up with a scar running from his ankle to knee, and Kenma's explanation of "river" doesn't do much for him either. Akaashi should know better than to get into bar fights. Bokuto finds that Akaashi does not, in fact, know better when Akaashi comes home with a busted lip. It's okay. The other guy looked worse.

When Oikawa calls Iwaizumi at 5am because "oh my god iwa they're going to make us do crack" he damn near has a heart attack. Iwa's out of bed in, like, a minute, and he finds Oikawa and Kageyama at a fucking bath house in Tokyo, of all places! And they're trashed! Kageyama's never been as scared for his life as he was on the drive back to iwaoi's apartment.

Sakusa expects it. Sakusa's pretty well aware that his boyfriend's awful and gets into weird shit. He draws the line at waking up with Osamu Miya in his bed. Or, at least, he thinks it's Osamu, because Atsumu dyed his hair fucking BLACK last night and didn't tell him! Atsumu's banished to the couch for two nights. Daichi prefers not to remember what Suga gets up to. But Suga makes it really, really hard when he comes home with a tramp stamp. Daichi yells "You're gonna be a teacher, Koushi!" when he sees it, then settles for shaking Suga by the shoulders as he just cackles.

[seiwas]

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contains: friends to lovers (ish), halloween parties, reader is dressed as catwoman, expletives, iwaizumi is thiiiiis 🤏 close to murdering seijoh4 (jk)

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this is a set-up.

iwaizumi knows he shouldn't have fucking believed anything the boys "promised" him back when they assigned him this costume.

the suit is fucking tight, spandex digging into his groins and all other crevices that definitely should be aired out after after a few hours. he's had to constantly readjust his stance almost every few minutes, the black fabric compressing his thighs and torso, significantly constricting the range of motion his shoulders and arms are typically used to. if anything else, it could double up as a back brace from how rigidly straight it's kept his posture all night.

he'll give it to makki though; he did outdo himself sourcing this year's costumes―this batman set looks pretty damn legit.

except for one tiny problem.

there's no fucking pee hole. it's a zip-up, zip-down one-piece situation. and that normally wouldn't be a problem, except that oikawa "accidentally" knocked over a cocktail straight into his pants, the sickeningly sweet liquid now seeping straight into the fabric and past his boxers―cold and sticky as it touches his skin.

and so, the problem: his pants are wet, it makes him want to fucking pee, and coincidentally, the only vacant bathroom is across the hall, at your apartment.

this is why he believes this is a set up. that, and the fact that you're dressed in an outfit strikingly similar―just with cat ears.

he's been asked five times in this party if you're in matching couple outfits.

it catches him off guard, flusters him because of how badly he wants to say yes. but, you're just friends, and he doesn't even think you like him that way (despite mattsun and oikawa practically begging him to confess. makki tells him he thinks you're going to do it first).

so he politely smiles and says no, but you look good, your costume clinging to you in all the right places. thank fucking god he has a cape because he's pretty sure he spent the first 30 minutes in the party hiding his boner.

"hajime, it's fine, i swear," you stand beside him in front of the conveniently locked bathroom in oikawa's apartment. from the other side of the door, he's pretty sure he hears mattsun and his girlfriend mumbling. maybe fucking? who knows. "you can just use the bathroom in my apartment."

he glances at you before closing his eyes, contemplating, before finally agreeing to you.

"okay."

if he's being honest with himself, friends is definitely an incomplete label to what you are. as oikawa's neighbor, you are conveniently around all the time; and oikawa being oikawa, the ever-social butterfly, he's somehow managed to carve a space for you in the friend group.

(never mind the fact that oikawa's sniffed him out from the moment he first introduced you.)

you were a crush, then a friend, and now you're someone he picks up from work and drives back home three times a week, because he "has to train oikawa." you don't question it, even when you both know he stays over for dinner way past the gym's open hours.

"you know where it is," you open your apartment and urge him in.

"sorry again," he turns to face you.

"yeah, yeah, just pee!" you laugh, shoving him towards the bathroom door.

getting out of the suit is manageable, and he's able to wipe off a bit of the cocktail that's leaked to the suit and his boxers just to make sure it isn't gross and sticky when he gets home later. peeing is a big relief once he gets it over with, but it's when he has to suit up again that things become difficult.

stretching out the spandex one body part at a time is a workout in itself―the hardest task being when he has to pull it over his shoulders, adjusting it to fit properly over his arms and chest.

but then the zipper breaks.

and he truly thinks makki has fucked him over.

iwaizumi contemplates what to do next for a good, good while. he tries calling oikawa, only to no success every time; no way in hell is he calling mattsun in the middle of having sex. and calling makki isn't even an option; he'd never hear the end of it.

then you knock on the door, your voice soft and concerned as you ask, "hajime? you good in there?" you hit it spot on, too, "do you need help with your suit?"

iwaizumi presses his palms to his eyes. he's a rational man, straightforward and logical in thinking. there is literally no other option for him right now but to ask help from you. again.

fuck.

.

it's 30 minutes later when oikawa barges in your door, and the sight that greets him is iwaizumi in nothing but a hoodie (the hoodie you borrowed some time ago) and his boxers, with his hands on your waist as you hover your hairdryer over the crotch of his batman costume―cat headpiece off and all.

"you finally got together?!"

[coveholdenmyluv]

Thinking about Iwaizumi Hajime and soccer player!reader.

It’s not that he’s never heard of you, because being on Seijoh’s varsity soccer team does grant you popularity points. No, he’s just never been the type to give attention to people he deems irrelevant. The only reason he’s heard your name or even remembered it is because his best friend, the Tooru Oikawa, wouldn’t shut up about you, going on about how you led your team to victory for the third time this season. Apparently there’s an actual chance of your team winning the district tournament for the first time in he didn’t remember how long tooru said it was.

So here he was at the soccer field in his now sweaty uniform because of the suns harsh and unforgiving heat waves. Tooru wouldn’t stop bugging the shit out of him to go see the girls soccer game after school today. He claimed it’s intensity always got him on the edge of his seat and even went as far to say he ‘gained some wrinkles’ between his pretty eyebrows but that it was all worth it because the adrenaline that radiated off of every player on the field was contagious and addicting. He couldn’t imagine how addicting it could be to be able to have the Tooru Oikawa, campus pretty boy, willingly sit outside sweating through his long sleeves. Much less he couldn’t imagine having to run around the field in the scorching rays of sunlight, he’s never been more grateful for indoor volleyball courts.

It’s safe to say he forgot all about the way his clothes stuck to his skin. Seeing the way you and your teammates gave your all to keep the ball in your favor was almost enchanting in a way. There was never a second in the game that was boring or had him looking at the timer off to the side anticipating the familiar buzzer that would signal either victory or defeat, how could he when his eyes were occupied gazing at your figure almost dance across the field gracefully. Every goal, pass, and heading had him entranced. It was like your own little dance routine, granted dance routines usually weren’t so rough. He admired your footwork and could sense the passion that radiated from your body, all the way from the stands.

And once that last minute goal was shot by none other than you, you bet your ass he was one of, if not the, loudest person in the stands. Even tooru was shocked at how into the game he seemed, he didn’t dare point it out though, he knew better. He also knew his best friend better than he knew anyone else, so he obviously didn’t miss the way his eyes never left your sweaty form as you shook hands with your opposing team, thanked the audience for coming and retreated to your locker rooms. Much less the way that the smile never fell off his face.

But he didn’t dare point it out, he knew better.

Maybe Hajime would pay more attention whenever tooru brought up your name in conversations from now on, he thought.

[neoclb-recs]

i folded when they mentioned the arm wrestling☹️

ANYTHING IWA I FOLD REAL FAST UGHAGHRJFCH I LOCE TJIS

iwaizumi hajime as your co-star boyfriend (ft. oikawa tooru)

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random texts w/ random HQ boys; parts i. ii. iii. iv. v. vi. vii.

the bachelorette | multiple character series

birds of a feather | kotaro bokuto

about you | toru oikawa

best friend | atsumu miya

looking out for you | tadashi yamaguchi, kei tsukishima

in my mind | hajime iwaizumi

right side of my neck | i. ii. iii. iv. | keiji akaashi

reflections | atsumu miya (♥)

it was always you | atsumu miya

olympic beach volleyball | toru oikawa

it'll pass | atsumu miya

first date headcanons | toru oikawa, hajime iwaizumi, issei matsukawa, takahiro hanamaki (♥)

first date headcanons | tetsuro kuroo, kenma kozume, lev haiba, yaku morisuke

crushing on you headcanons | tetsuro kuroo, daichi sawamura, wakatoshi ushijima, shinsuke kita

crushing on you headcanons | kotaro bokuto, asahi azumane, hajime iwaizumi, kiyoomi sakusa (♥)

crushing on you headcanons | atsumu miya, toru oikawa, keiji akaashi

lost love | tetsuro kuroo blurb

adore you | shoyo hinata blurb (♥)

risk | kiyoomi sakusa blurb

forbidden | kotaro bokuto blurb

bothersome | atsumu miya blurb

rivals | osamu miya blurb

i wish you were sober | rintaro suna blurb (♥)

phone works two ways, yk | atsumu miya blurb (♥)

cuddles | keiji akaashi blurb

meet cutes | shoyo hinata, tobio kageyama, kei tsukishima, tadashi yamaguchi

meet cutes | atsumu miya, osamu miya, rintaro suna, aran ojiro, shinsuke kita

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katsuki bakugou smau but hes got a little crush on you

pr manager | katsuki bakugou

how much i really liked you | tenya iida

pleaser | denki kaminari (♥)

disloyal | katsuki bakugou

physical touch | katsuki bakugou (♥)

grumpy x sunshine | katsuki bakugou

ready | shoto todoroki (♥)

dreams | katsuki bakugou (♥)

dreams part two | katsuki bakugou

one of your girls | katsuki bakugou

miscommunication | katsuki bakugou (!)

first date headcanons | izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugou, shoto todoroki

american high school au headcanons | katsuki bakugou, shoto todoroki, izuku midoriya, eijiro kirishima, denki kaminari, hanta sero, tenya iida, hitoshi shinsho

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untitled | katsuki bakugou, eijiro kirishima blurb

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my kind of woman | shoto todoroki blurb

awkward | neito monoma blurb

accidentally in love | katsuki bakugou blurb

crush on his coworker | izuku midoriya blurb

you know me | hanta sero blurb

he wants you so bad | katsuki bakugou blurb (♥)

enough | eijiro kirishima blurb

enough part two | eijiro kirishima blurb

sleep | katsuki bakugou blurb

words of affirmation | eijiro kirishima blurb

touchy | mirio togata blurb

cuddles | shoto todoroki blurb

sick reader | katsuki bakugou blurb

meet cutes | tenya iida, hanta sero, eijiro kirishima, denki kaminari

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first kiss | bolin

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[solvisun]

MAIN MASTERLIST ıllı. ENTRIES! ✩

月島 蛍 ⸺ TSUKISHIMA KEI

120824: (BLURB) | when he’s restless, the moment he enters the door and sees you, he is reduced to nothing but putty in your hands.

120924: GET CLOSER (TO ME) | tutor turned friend then turned crush. the moon favorite in many sun soaked worlds.

121224: WHY DO YOU LOVE ME? | what’s not to love about him?

121924: HERSHEY’S KISSES | 4 times you felt the urge to kiss him, and 1 time he acted upon it.

010525: CURE TO SICKNESS | you only need him & his voice.

011425: SPELLBOUND | goths are…hauntingly beautiful. especially you.

011925: (DRABBLE) | if he learns the extent of you losing your mind with everything he does, babe you’re done for.

012825: MOON CARVED, LOVE WRITTEN ON SKIN | you’re the art he’s carved to his skin.

000000: (WIP) | your heart is a fragile thing. a casual thing. you and your form of loving.

021025: TENDER IS THE HAND | hands are so important. they hold things. they let things go.

岩泉 一 ⸺ IWAIZUMI HAJIME

000000: (WIP) | “if you knew you’d die by tomorrow, what would you do?” “kiss my best friend, probably”

黒尾 鉄朗 ⸺ KUROO TETSUROU

000000: (WIP) | spirited away au, reality is only a dream.

日向 翔陽 ⸺ HINATA SHOYO

000000: (WIP) | ever since he discovered your struggles regarding your commute to school, he’s the one to solve it by letting you hop on his bike for one condition: always share your time with him at the end of the day.

000000: (WIP) | get a fucking room, tsukishima says, whatever that means.

清水 潔子 ⸺ SHIMIZU KIYOKO

000000: (WIP) | she has the prettiest eyes you’ve ever seen

松川 一静 ⸺ MATSUKAWA ISSEI

012125: (DRABBLE) | he isn’t the type to openly gush over people, though that’s not the same to say that he doesn’t.

012325: (DISCONTINUED) | supposedly a post-apocalyptic au long fic for the ebg event.

000000: (WIP) | soulmate au. will you choose me in every lifetime?

[adoringhaikyuu]

wait ok so i know it’s been forever since u wrote “when ure horny on ur period” for haikyuu boys but i would LOVEEE a part 2 if u want to write that :) (if u do end up writing it i wld like to request iwa!!)

thanks! ur blog is my fave :)

i'm just gonna write this lil thing for iwa!

but i think he absolutely would not care if you're on you're period. he's all about health and taking care of your body and he is very knowledgable, so he knows about what's best for you when you're on your period and he knows that orgasms can make you feel a lot better too. a little blood doesn't scare him (or a lot, either).

he's not attracted to you any less whatsoever, he knows the drill, getting the towel ready or setting up the candles in the bathroom to set the mood if you're up for shower sex. he'll even give you a full body massage, like i said, it doesn't bother him that you're bleeding.

he's always so sweet to you knowing exactly what you want. "c'mere baby, i know. i've got you, yeah? always do."

on top of that, he's also tracking your period on his phone too because of course he is. he's always prepared, no matter what you want or need.

[neoclb-recs]

the way i tjought they were like in a committed relationship and that he was gonna break up w her

“you wanna know something?” 

you give iwaizumi a confused look but in the end you nod you anyways. iwaizumi doesn’t look at you. just kinda stares out into the road as he drives, one hand on the wheel. 

“uh, yeah. sure. what’s up?” 

“back in highschool,” ― he starts, letting his foot press down on the breaks until it comes to a halt, he gives you a once over glance before leaning over the wheel, tapping a little on the dashboard ― “back in highschool.. i uhh.. didn’t really know what i wanted to do with my life,” 

your eyes widen. 

“really?” 

he nods a little soft, dazed maybe. 

“yeah,” ― he replies thoughtfully, it’s silent for so long the light goes green and iwaizumi picks up the speed, makes a right, before he speaks ― “i never really thought about anything but volleyball. i did well in school so i could have options but,” 

he licks his lip, tugs between his teeth tearing some skin from it the way you might break bread. 

“but i didn’t really know what i wanted to do. i went abroad but i was undecided for two years and then settled on sports science in the last leg of my sophmore year,” 

you give him a soft look 

“do you.. regret it?” 

this time, he shakes his head. hard enough that you can tell that’s not what this about. not what he means. you relax a little as you hit a long road, the kind that makes the sun stretch in a million ways. 

“nah.. it was a good major. i don’t regret anything,” ― he says with a little finality, and a little hesitance ― “it’s like.. a lot of the time i just go into things and give it my all. and i’m never sure how shits gonna work out. i just.. wanna do my best” 

this time you laugh. this is true - you know, because iwaizumi has more discipline than any single person you’ve ever met. he smiles a little. 

“i normally just worry a lot about making the right choice. i always wanna do the right thing,” 

“you have a complex about it, haji - i know,” 

he gives you a scowl this time but it doesn’t last long. he chuckles a little and the world gets dark. with the sunset leaving an orange hue on his tan skin, you think he looks like a dream 

“i guess.. i guess i also don’t have any way of knowing how this’ll turn out,” ― he says, quiet as the light turns red. the road is empty ― “and i won’t know if it’s the right thing until later. but i figure i’d probably regret not saying it more,” 

you freeze a little. heartbeating. 

“i still don’t really have any big dreams. i think im too orthodox and i know.. i know we both promised that we wouldn’t… do this,” ― he says, voice breaking just a little ― “but even when i had no idea what i was doing.. or what i wanted or what my future looked like,” 

“hajime…” 

“i knew i wanted to be with you. even when i wasn’t supposed too. even though we’re just friends. i just knew. it’s the only thing i’ve ever known with one hundred percent certainty,” 

you feel your heart crack. the light turns green and he reaches for your hand over the glove compartment. he grabs it and presses a kiss to your knuckles and your heart races. he steps on the gas. 

“i know what we promised but this is the right thing,” ― he says, with finality. confidence ― “i know you’re the one,” 

you give him a little breathless laugh and squeeze his hand a little tighter. sometimes, there’s nothing more to be said

[kaiijo]

PARALLELS — OIKAWA TOORU

pairing: oikawa tooru x reader content: gn! reader, long distance relationship, light angst, fluff

when the cherry blossoms bloom, you think of oikawa. of days spent hunting for beetles at the base of the trunk when you, he, and iwaizumi were kids. afternoons in middle school when oikawa would roll his eyes at you and repeat again: “parallel lines will never intersect” and ignore your “what if”s. the evening when oikawa pulled you aside during your three-way graduation party and kissed you under the canopy of brown branches and pink flowers.

“oi,” iwaizumi’s gruff voice breaks you from your memories and he asks, “thinking about him again?”

“missing him, more like it,” you say. you glance back at the cherry blossoms, petals translucent in the light of the setting sun. you breathe in the fresh scent. you loop your arm through iwaizumi’s and drag him close to you for a selfie. he offers a small smile to the camera, a dim contrast to your beaming grin.

“we’ve gotta hustle,” he says, checking his watch. “gonna be late for the team dinner.”

“right.”

iwaizumi has the two of you power-walking down the street, thought it’s more like a light jog for you given your friend’s long, steady strides. you pass a convenience store down the street and you do a double take, stopping to stare at the magazine display in the window.

your boyfriend’s face is plastered on the glossy cover, his argentina uniform fitting him in all the right places. he smiles up at you for the paper, the blurb next to him promising a tell-all interview with juicy details. your eyes lock in on the words “love life” and “latest fling” and you can’t help but frown, stomach flipping slightly.

you know all of it is tabloid fodder, nothing but eye-catching headlines, and you trust and love oikawa with everything in you. still, you can’t deny the jealousy you feel when you see him cozied up with a beautiful, leggy model for a photo shoot. jealous that she gets to be physically present with him and you’re halfway around the world.

you hear iwaizumi urge you to come and you quickly catch up with him, your boyfriend’s blindingly white smile flashing through your mind.

the beach makes oikawa think of you. when your parents would take you guys there and you’d all run off to the tidepools and gawk at the starfish and crabs inside. when you two buried iwaizumi up to his neck in sand. when he would scoop you up and dunk you in the salty water, despite the shrieking pleas you let out, begging him not to.

oikawa sighs heavily. he leans against the balcony that over looks the seaside, watching the crystalline water ebb and flow. his phone pings on the small, glass-topped table behind him and he picks it up.

a notification lights up his screen: @.officialhinatashoyo mentioned you in a comment: we’re coming for you @.oikawatooru!!

oikawa opens his phone and finds hinata’s comment underneath a photo of japan’s national volleyball team enjoying drinks and food together.

he swipes through the photos, a bunch of group shots with other players (bokuto and hoshiumi are notable making stupid faces in many of them). oikawa stares at the last picture. hinata’s got his arms thrown around your shoulders and he’s clearly said something that has you giggling right at it was taken.

hinata’s tagged you but he also mentions you in the caption, thanking you for taking these pictures and every other photo of them as the official photographer for the team.

oikawa tries to push down the hollowness spreading in his chest, zooming in on your face. you’re glowing — you always are — and he’s happy you’re happy, but there’s the undeniably envious part of him that wishes he was there. making you laugh and smile. maybe sneaking in a kiss or two in between.

he loves playing for argentina; he likes his teammates, the country, and is grateful for how he’s grown, but he’ll never stop missing you when you’re this far away.

oikawa thinks his thumb moves on its own, dialing your number with practiced ease. he memorized it right after you got your phone, begged his mother to let him get a phone so he could input your contact immediately.

you pick up on the first ring and oikawa can’t hear your very well. he assumes that you’re still out with the team, ears straining. you say, “wait, hold on, tooru.”

he thinks he hears atsumu in the background, “ooh! you’ve got a boyfriend! you’ve got a boyfriend!” and he definitely hears you reply, “this is why you get no bitches, ‘tsumu.”

your voice gets clearer as the background noises fades. “hi, love,” you say, and oikawa can’t help but grin at the words.

“hi, baby,” he says. “you picked up quick! you must really like me, huh?”

you chuckle, “something like that. everything okay?”

“yeah, i just wanted to hear your voice.”

“now who’s the one who likes who?” you tease.

his smile only grows. “you know it. i’m obsessed.”

“right back at you, love.” there’s a short lull in the conversation, but it’s not uncomfortable or awkward. it never is with you two.

oikawa’s alarm breaks the silence, the buzzing of the alert sending vibrations through his hand. he frowns. “i’m sorry, baby, i’ve got to get ready for practice.”

“alright. i miss you and love you, tooru. have a good practice. we need you in top form for internationals.”

he laughs. “yeah, you better tell the guys to watch out. especially ushiwaka and tobio.”

“i let them know.”

“i miss you and love you two.”

“we’ll talk later.”

“promise?”

“i promise.”

[katescorner]

​​katescorner three day valentines special!

💭 for three days, leading up to and including valentine's day, i'll be posting a drabble (under 250 words) at 10am est, a short imagine (under 750 words) at 3pm est or both. below is the schedule. this masterlist will be updated as the days pass. happy valentine's day and take care!

DAY 1 / 250212 🍎🌱

kageyama — drabble link

DAY 2 / 250213 💭🐈‍⬛

suna — drabble link

tendou — baked with love link

DAY 3 / 250214 🙇🏻‍♂️🐰

iwaizumi — drabble link

bokuto — lovebug link

happy reading and happy valentine's day! ♥️

[raisunomii]

seijoh 4 fishing trip its hanamakis idea. they drive out at 3am, iwaizumi drives, matsukawa navigates, oikawa and maki are asleep in the backseat. by 5am theyre awake and paddling out to the middle of the lake in a very small boat. it's cold. they're all cold. maki's having the time of his life.

tooru and iwa prepped the bait last night and theyre baiting the hooks when mattsun asks if anyone saw the very big thing that just moved beneath them and oikawa says "dont joke about that, mattsun." because oikawa's prone to freakouts and so is maki. but maki looks overboard and sees something very big and very dark moving under them and he screams and stands up and starts rocking the boat and iwaizumi is looking on in despair.

mattsun is grinning too widely for anyones liking and filming oikawa and hanamaki on his phone as iwaizumi shouts at them to calm down when the boat flips. theyre swarmed by fish instantly. the bait is everywhere. oikawa looks like he's going to cry but he's the first to try to flip back over the boat and maki's the first to climb back in. mattsun stays in the water for a while because "it's nice!" and he knows as soon as he gets out he'll be freezing his balls off like the other three are (maki's shivering so hard they can hear his teeth clacking).

he swims around for a little while while the other three glare at him until matsukawa's suddenly gone and oikawa's up and screaming and iwaizumi dives back into the water, very closely followed by maki, but oikawa doesn't join them because honestly? they've got it. three's a crowd. until mattsun resurfaces with a shit-eating grin and goes "got ya" and maki tries to drown him

they make it back into the car by like 7am from their failed fishing trip (luckily iwa managed to save his dad's tackle box, but nothing that was inside it) and pile in while they're completely soaked. their towels are still damp from the lake despite them having wrung them out like 20 times. iwaizumi gets back home with maki mattsun and oikawa in tow and mrs iwaizumi asks "what happened to fishing?" and hajime just groans.

[syuga-s]

the art of seduction... and hair pulling

w.c. I genuinely don't know around 2.6k (???)

pairing. Oikawa x female!reader, implied Makki x reader & Iwaizumi x reader i'm sorry

genre. crack, suggestive

a/n. haikyuu girl what are you doing here!!! I got carried away. A lot. I was planning on doing a blurb, a short imagine for fuck's sake, BUT HERE WE ARE. be wary of guy friends who will tug on your hair with no warning, they're out there ☝️ curse words here and there 👍

Friends since high school, you and your close-knit group, the infamous Seijoh Four and your best friend Momo. It was just supposed to be a night out with your friends. Those four plus you and Momo. A casual night out. You had gone to one of your fave spots in town, an outdoor brewery, one of the few calm places where there was a table big enough for all of you.

Oikawa was deep into a conversation with Makki and Mattsun while you were talking with Iwaizumi beside you and Momo in front of you. Each group in their own topic. Tonight you were in the middle of Oikawa and Iwaizumi, while the other side sat with Mattsun, Makki and Momo in that order.

Momo leaned in conspiratorially, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "So, have you heard about Iwa's last ex?" she begins, her voice dropping to a hushed whisper.

Iwaizumi raises an eyebrow, clearly not thrilled about the direction the conversation is taking. "Oh, not this again," he mutters.

As Momo's words hang in the air, you can't help but lean in, curiosity piqued. "spill it," you urge, a playful smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

Iwaizumi lets out a resigned sigh, knowing there's no escaping the impending gossip. "Fine, but keep it down," he says, glancing around to make sure no one nearby can overhear. "What about her?"

"Oh, I've got to hear this," you declare, unable to contain your excitement.

Iwaizumi lets out a long-suffering sigh, shooting Momo a playful glare. "You know what, I thought we agreed to leave my dating disasters in the past," he grumbles with amusement in his eyes.

Momo waves off his protests with a dismissive flick of her hand. "Oh, come on, Iwa-chan, it's all in good fun," she insists, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.

In the same table you could also hear,

"I'm telling you, guys, it's all in the wrist action," Oikawa insists, his voice laced with a hint of smugness.

Makki chuckles, shaking his head in amusement. "And here I thought you were just born with that perfect hair-pulling technique," he teases, earning a playful shove from Matsukawa.

Oikawa and your other two friends were talking about the proper way to pull someone's hair while you're at it, Oikawa was pretty sure, if not a 100% sure, he had the supreme technique, the mother of all of them.

"Alright, so picture this," Oikawa begins, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he leans in closer to Makki and Mattsun. "You're with a girl, right? And you want to add a little extra... to the moment."

Makki nods eagerly, a grin spreading across his face. "I'm listening," he says, leaning in closer to catch every word.

Oikawa flashes them a confident smirk before continuing. "So, you start by gently running your fingers through her hair," he explains, his voice taking on a theatrical flair. "And then, just when she least expects it, you give a little tug."

Matsukawa raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "And what's the secret to the perfect tug?" he asks, crossing his arms with an unamused tone.

Oikawa grins, clearly enjoying being the center of attention. "Ah, my dear friends, that is the million-dollar question," he replies, his voice dripping with faux wisdom. "You see, it's all about the timing and the angle. Too hard, and you risk pulling her hair out. Too soft, and it's just not as satisfying."

Makki and Mattsun exchange amused glances, barely able to contain their laughter at Oikawa. "Write that down, write that down," Makki chuckled while hitting Mattsun’s arm.

Having you next to him was perfect for the coming demonstration.

Unbeknownst to you, Oikawa's claims of expertise would soon be put to the test. In a daring move, he seized the opportunity to demonstrate his supposedly flawless technique, entangling his fingers in your hair and giving it a sudden tug. The shock of the unexpected sensation rippled through you, and a soft whimper escaped your lips, instantly catching the attention of your friends.

The air crackled with silent acknowledgment, each member of the group acutely aware of what just happened.

The suddenness of the noise caught you off guard. After that sound came out of your mouth, your eyes flew open in shock. Shocked of having done that noise? While in front of all your friends? Did they hear? The truth was – they had. Of course they did. Only someone who wasn’t paying attention didn’t get to hear you. All of the people in this table got to hear you whimper with the little action your dear friend over here did.

A single thought echoed in your mind. Oikawa what the fuck?

You blinked a few times. As your eyes met with Momo's amused gaze, you saw she was having a hard time keeping her laughter to herself. Next, you turned to Iwaizumi, noting how he was clenching his jaw and the subtle movement of his Adam's apple as he avoided meeting your eyes. Now Makki. His hand was covering his mouth not actually in shock, but with both of his eyebrows raised, you could see a blend of amusement and disbelief, a mirror to your own expression, while Mattsun's swift return to his beer signaled his desire to move past the subject.

“See? I told you it works. I’ve perfected it over time.”

You jerked your head to the side, eyes wide as you tried to process the startling words of this fucker. A fucker who dared turn you on in front of all your friends.

Oikawa's audacious declaration jolted you into reality. His casual demeanor only fueled the disbelief and arousal swirling within you, leaving you speechless and utterly flustered.

“Excuse me, I’ll be right back,”

As you excused yourself to visit the bathroom, the scolding at the table started, with a newfound focus on nagging Oikawa for his move. Momo took the lead, her voice carrying a playful reminder as she wagged her hand at Oikawa. "Oikawa, you can't just go around pulling people's hair like that!" she chided, though a glint sparkled in her eyes, softening the scolding tone. Iwaizumi chimed in with a mock-serious expression, his deep voice laced with amusement. "Yeah, next time, at least buy her dinner first or something," he quipped, earning a round of laughter from the group.

Makki and Mattsun joined in the teasing, their playful banter serving to diffuse any tension. "Come on, Oikawa, we all know you think you’re smooth and all that, but that was a bit much," Makki teased, his grin infectious as he hit Oikawa's shoulder. Mattsun, ever the voice of reason, poked some fun too. "You're lucky she didn't slap you," he joked, raising his glass in a mock-toast to their friend's boldness.

Oikawa’s gaze lingered on the spot where you had disappeared to the bathroom. An impish grin tugged at the corners of his lips. He pushed himself away from the table, something naughty about his aura.

‘I’ll be right back,’ he announced casually, his voice barely above a whisper but loud enough for his friends to hear. Without waiting for a response, he sauntered away from the table, his steps purposeful as he made his way to find you.

Makki and Mattsun exchanged a knowing look, their grins widening as they watched their friend’s calculated move.

“Do we all know where he’s off to?” Makki mused, his voice low enough to make the remaining ones at the table hear him.

Mattsun chuckled softly, taking a sip of his drink before offering his own theory. “Probably to continue his little game with y/n,” he replied, a hint of amusement coloring his tone. “That man doesn’t know when to quit.”

Their conversation was punctuated by Momo’s playful jab, her eyes alight with mischief. “I think Oikawa enjoys stirring up things with her just for the thrill of it,” she quipped.

Iwaizumi couldn't help commenting “Honestly, I think y/n knows exactly what she’s doing too,” he remarked. “She’s always had Shittykawa wrapped around her finger,”

"Wouldn’t surprise me if she gets him about to bust one before we even leave this place,”

"Yeah I remember that time y/n whispered something in my ear that had me blushing for hours. She fucking knows how play with you" Makki smirked.

Mattsun chuckles, shaking his head in amusement. “I guess we've been spared from y/n’s mischief so far,”

“Right, Iwa? Momo?”

Iwaizumi’s lips quirk into a knowing smirk, his gaze flickering briefly to Momo before returning to Mattsun. “Oh, yeah that's right” he replied cryptically. Plainly brushing him off.

Back in the bathroom you couldn't suppress the laughter bubbling up within you at the absurdity of the situation. Despite of having felt embarrassed for a couple of minutes. That actually turned you on. Of course, Oikawa and you have flirted a few times before. It was in both of your natures but tonight it opened a door. You bit your lip as you fixed your hair in the mirror, a mischievous glint danced in your eyes, reflecting a latent desire stirring.

Just as you left the bathroom, to your surprise, there stood Oikawa, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. His presence caught you off guard, yet you couldn't deny the rush of anticipation that surged through you at the sight of him. "Well, well, well, look who it is," he teased, his voice laced with amusement as he leaned against a door frame, his gaze locking with yours.

As Oikawa began to close the distance between you, his presence seemed to fill the entire room, enveloping you in a heady mix of excitement. You couldn't help but feel small in comparison to his commanding presence, his height and confidence casted a spell over you. Your eyes traced the lines of his figure, taking in every detail, from the confident tilt of his head to the way his shirt clung to his muscular frame.

The air between you thickened and got hotter. Feeling small under his imposing presence, you let your eyes roam over his figure, taking in the way he filled the space around you.

Now it was your turn to toy with him. In a moment of daring impulse, fueled by the charged atmosphere between you, you decide to trace the contours of his torso, your fingertips trembling with anticipation as they hovered over his defined muscles.

As your hand traced him, lingering over the defined curve of his pec, you felt a surge of boldness wash over you. With each deliberate touch, you reveled in the sensation of his warmth beneath your fingertips, relishing the way he responded to your teasing caress.

Oikawa was battling within himself, torn between the desire to reciprocate and the temptation to let you take the lead. He longed to tangle his fingers in your hair once again, or to feel the warmth of your skin beneath his touch. Yet, a voice of restraint urged him to hold back, to savor the moment and revel in your boldness. Wrestling with his impulses, he decided to wait, allowing you to dictate the pace for now, but eagerly anticipating the moment when he could fully engage in this game between you two.

Your eyes, locked in a magnetic gaze with his own, refused to waver, captivated by the depth and intensity of his caramel-colored irises. It was as if they held a secret language, speaking volumes without uttering a single word.

You could feel the heat radiating between you, a palpable energy that pulsed in the air around you. You edged closer to him, close enough to have him smell the intoxicating scent of your freshly shampooed hair mingled with your perfume, the very same perfume he found utterly irresistible and loved since years ago. It was a scent that consistently drew him to your side, the very reason he always sought out the seat next to you in any setting.

Your lips got dangerously close to his own, and he could swear that the same soft whimper you let out a few minutes ago was going to escape his mouth.

With a teasing smile, you leaned back slightly, the warmth of your breath grazing his lips tantalizingly. "See? I have my own tricks too," you whispered, your voice a playful melody that danced in his ears.

As your lips parted from his, a surge of anticipation rippled through him, leaving him longing to clash his lips against yours. But before he could act, your mouth moved to his ear, your words sending a shiver down his spine. "I had to even the score, don’t you think?" you murmured, the gentle tease laced with a hint of filthiness.

As you both return to the table, you notice a fresh round of beers waiting for you, courtesy of your friends.

Their eyes flicker between you and Oikawa, a knowing grin spreading across their faces as they take in his subtle change in expression.

Momo raises an eyebrow playfully. "Looks like someone's got a lot on their mind," she teases, her voice laced with amusement. Iwaizumi offers a knowing smirk, his gaze lingering on Oikawa for a moment before he takes a sip of his drink. "What's got you all worked up, Oikawa?" he asks, his tone light but not passing on the opportunity to embarrass him a bit.

Makki and Mattsun, sharing a silent chuckle as they await Oikawa's response.

Oikawa chuckles nervously, trying to maintain his composure as he feels the weight of everyone’s gaze on him. “Oh, you know, just contemplating the mysteries of the universe,” he quips.

“Bullshit my guy,” you finally said. Pride written all over your face.

Makki's mischievous grin widens as he leans in, unable to resist adding fuel to the fire. "Don’t tell me you’re actually blushing bro," his tone light-hearted but teasing. Oikawa's cheeks flush even more at the remark, and he shoots Makki a mock glare.

Matsukawa chimes in with a smirk, "I thought you were the 'Grand King' Oikawa. Can't handle a little friendly ribbing?"

Between his nerves and his brain recovering from what you did to him, what Oikawa actually heard was, “Can't handle a little friendly rubbing?" And Oikawa's eyes widened slightly, a subtle shift in his demeanor as he realizes the implications of Matsukawa's words.

Oikawa’s voice raised an octave in panic, “WHAT DID YOU SEE?”

Iwaizumi’s smirk widened as he saw his friend's reaction, "Relax, Oikawa," he replies. "We didn't see anything, but your reaction says it all.”

Makki, always the one to jump in with his comments, couldn't resist adding his two cents. "y/n, honey, remind me to never play with your hair," a playful wink sent to you.

bonus. because i'm in love with iwa-chan and i couldn't help imagine this part even though it doesn't fit the story anymore

As the night went on, Iwaizumi found himself gravitating towards you more often than usual, his protective instincts kicking in. Whether it was subtly adjusting his position to make you more comfortable, offering you his jacket when the evening air turned colder, or simply engaging you in conversation with a gentle smile, his actions speak volumes about his care and concern for you. You can't help but feel a warmth spreading in your chest each time he looks out for you. Iwaizumi ended up leaning over and pulled you into a sideways hug, his arm draped casually around your shoulders. With a warm smile, he squeezes you gently, his voice soft as he says, “You feeling okay?” Not sure if he meant something regarding your alcohol intake or something about what happened tonight. Regardless, feeling the comforting weight of his arm around you, you lean into his embrace, grateful for having him in your life, like this.