#iwazumi texts

[tooruswhre]

texting “ i filled up your gas tank! but with diesel” as a prank

feat : suna rintarou , iwazumi hajime , tetsuro kuroo , tooru oikawa

tw : slight swearing ?

jae’s pin : AKSJSJ the videos i see on this is the funniest, watching their significant others go into literal distress when diesel is used in their car. so why not some haikyuu boys? 😁

i’m also such a birdbrain that i used the same meme for tetsuro and oikawa

behe

[ridiculouslly-ridiculous]

HQ Characters as Texts From My Bestie

Shoutout to my bestie for these gems.

Daichi, Iwazumi, Yaku, Moniwa, Semi

Kenma, Shirabu, Kunimi, Narita, Kinnoshita

Oikawa, Atsumu, Daisho, Kamasaki, Tendou, Hoshiumi

Kageyama, Sakusa, Suna, Tendou

Bokuto, Yamaguchi, Yachi, Asahi

Tsukishima, Ennoshita, Kuroo,

Matsukawa, Suna, Tsukishima

Yachi, Akaashi, Yamaguchi

[cosmic-witchcraft000]

why is this funny❤? But at the same time I feel bad for oikawa 😅

[lssugaluv]

Things he says to you while doing the deed. 🤭

• Haikyuu x fem reader.

• Haikyuu + Headcanons.

• MDNI 18+

• Synopsis: He loves to praise you all the time, you deserve it. But he also knows how much you love dirty talks, especially when doing the deed. Each character has a different small story.

• Ushijima -Dominance.

• Kuroo - Smartass, Teasing.

• Iwazumi - The man is just so in love.

• Suna - Loves your taste, attached and in love.

• Osamu - Exes who are still in love.

• Daichi - Jealousy, dominance, petty.

• Contains: Timeskip HQ characters (all 21 or older), s3x talk, some cursing, dominance, small sex stories, oral s3x, some degradation, body praise, mentions of slight choking, pet names, temptation, teasing, pettiness, jealousy, some fluff (it’s not an Lssugaluv post without fluff.)

• Characters: Ushijima, Iwazumi, Daichi, Suna, Kuroo, Osamu.

• I choose these guys because I can just see their dominance in bed.

• Please let me know if you’ll want to see other characters.

Ushijima:

• “Look at me.”

• You will never ever get used to his girth. As many times as you’ve done it with Ushijima, the stretch is always something you can never get used too. Especially when he’s gone for a while due to his games and tournaments.

• Ushijima has you nice and wet making sure you’re prepped for his girth to rip you apart. As soon as you feel the tip in you squeeze your eyes shut.

“Open your eyes. I need you to look at me.”

As soon as you open your eyes, his are burning straight at you. He then continues to insert himself in you as you can’t help but gasp with widened eyes. He grits his teeth causing his jawline to pop out even more, groaning a bit, not breaking eyesight. He bottoms out and your arch your back , filling in the gap you two had. He loves to see you become a hot mess just for him.

Kuroo:

• “I Can Tell That You Want Me.”

• Oh, your favorite smartass. Kuroo and yourself were best friends with benefits back in high school. And you decided to lose your v-card with him a week after you guys graduated high school. You later on in time became a thing. You two work at the same place now and live together.

• Kuroo can be such a tease. Especially when it comes to pushing your buttons or getting inside your pants. No one at work actually knows that you and Kuroo are technically high school sweethearts. Not that you wanted your relationship to be a secret, but more because sex at work is always 10x better when kept in the DL. Plus, everyone at the office thinks you two are enemies, since you two tend to bicker a lot. Also, you guys agreed that if people find out, that’s fine.

Today you left 25 min after he did because you slept in, plus he had a big meeting right at 8 a.m that he couldn’t miss. You went to work in a sage green long sleeve that has fur on the collar and end of the sleeves. You paired it with a black mini skirt and see through leggings under. You didn’t have time to do your hair so your did a messy bun and paired it with accessories.

You had the whole office practically drooling for you. That was until your man spotted you. His hungry gaze couldn’t get off from you. You catch him staring from afar and text him.

You: “Do you need me to send you a selfie so it can last longer?”

Kuroo: “Damn, hot but always an asshole.”

You giggle at the message and look up to him and blow him a kiss.

You pass by him and purposely drop your pen in front of him. You bend down and he sees your gorgeous ass cheeks. He makes sure know one is around to pull you in and have you sit on his lap. Your back is facing his torso, rough hand on your neck, lips next to your ear. The other hand tightly around your waist, making sure you’re securely on him.

“I can tell that you want me baby.” He whispers into your ear, following a gentle bite.

“Can you really?” You slightly moan, pushing your ass into his now growing boner.

“Meet me at our spot in 5 min.” ❤️

Iwazumi:

• “I just can’t control myself when I’m around you.”

• You met Iwazumi through Oikawa last year and right away caught his attention. He is an ass to Oikawa but man does he love you. You guys finally decided to work something out and started to see each other. You wanted to start slow with him but life had other plans.

• Iwa is a man of consent. No matter how many times you’ve guys done it together already, he will never not ask for your consent first.

He came over after a week of not being able to see him due to your university’s schedule. As soon as you opened the door you noticed he had a boner already that was IN NEED of your attention. He pinned you to the wall at the entrance of your door. He had his hands all over your ass, mouth stuck on your jaw and neck.

“Baby, please, I need you.” You pant out after a steamy make out session.

“I’m sorry baby, we haven’t seen each other, and I know you want to catch up. But I just can’t control myself when I’m around you. Once you say yes, there’s no way I’ll stop.”

You nod your head yes as in giving him consent. You literally almost fold in half when he told you that. He picks you up in princess style and takes you to your bed, the rest was history.

Suna:

• “I love the way you taste. Never get tired of it.”

• When you first met Suna, he looked like a guy who just had no cares or worries in the world. Like you couldn’t break him, so you had no idea what he would think of or what type of hobbies he was in. Now you two have been dating for a year, and for some reason, every time he comes back from a tournament, he has to be buried in between your legs.

You were watching your favorite show when you hear a click on your apartment door. It was Suna who opened the door. He rushes to take off his shoes and leaves his bag and rest of his belongings at the entrance.

He doesn’t even say say hi to you when he right away pulls your pants & undies down and leaves you in your tee shirt with nothing on the bottom. You turn flush red from your face trying to push him away.

Without saying anything, he looks at you and pushes you down to the couch, his mouth connecting with yours. His tongue wrestles with yours and out of no where you feel a finger on your clit. He kisses your neck and then stops. He sits back up and taps on your thigh for you to do the same.

He puts that finger in his mouth, getting a taste of your delicious slick. His eyes almost stayed in the back of his head with that intense eye roll.

“I love the way you taste angel. I’ll never get tired of it.”

You turn even more red from embarrassment, and cover your face. He spreads your legs wide opened using his calloused hands. He wastes no time as he starts to lick your clit up and down, up and down. The warm sensation of his tongue making you almost cum right then and there. You use both your soft hands to palm his brown locks, and boy does he love that. He moans while eating you out, because he did miss your taste.

Daichi:

• “Don’t tempt me.”

• You have known Daichi for years. You two met in middle school and you know he can be a huge hot head. You know he can also be very territorial. Yet he is a huge sweetheart and very respectful. Now, after many years of dating him and being by his side, you are at a police academy ceremony, celebrating his new position as captain.

You are wearing a beautiful navy blue satin down. You look like a precious diamond, and of course Daichi is on protective mode. You see he was busy speaking to a small but important crowd during the cocktail hour. So you decide to go pour yourself some champagne.

As you were about to pour yourself some champagne, a big man stole the bottle from your hand. “If you’ll allow me too Miss.” He had such a husky tone. You turn to see a tall, handsome police officer who had a piercing on his right ear, a small yet curled mullet and gorgeous blue eyes. You stay in shock wondering how a handsome guy like him came across you.

You stood there frozen in place as he pours champagne into your cup. He then places the bottle back into its spot on the table and whispers something in your ear. That is when reality hit you when you felt a burning gaze heading right your way. You are completely flushed for your face, as you turn to see your boyfriend about to shoot the place down.

One thing about Daichi is, when he gets upset, it’s very hard to help him calm down. Another thing is, his aura is felt dozens of miles away when something/someone he loves is being taunted with. The tall male felt the same presence you felt and decided to casually walk away. He looks at Daichi as he walks towards him and places a hand on his broad shoulder. “Sorry man, didn’t know she was your’s.”

You quickly rush to the bathroom trying to disappear. When you hear the door knob twist and it was Daichi. You were looking at him through the mirror when he goes behind you. He places both strong arms around your small waist, chin on your shoulder. He takes some times to breathe in your beautiful scent. He whispers, “Darling, you know you look beautiful tonight?”

He places a small kiss on your jawline. “What did he say?” He then places another kiss , this time on your shoulder. You turn red all over again, “n-n-nothing.”

He sees this guy made you into a stuttering mess, which irks him even more. “Darling, I’ll give you one more chance, what did he say?” His warm breath next to your ear makes you so wet, you feel your about to drip on the floor.

Your silence was irritating him. “Darling, don’t tempt me.” His tone of voice drives you insane as he lets go of you and turns you around, lifting you up on the counter. He lifts up your gown as he unzips. He knows you want it, but since you don’t give him the answer he wants, you also don’t get what you want.

He rubs his angry dripping tip onto your clit causing you to be a moaning mess. You become impatient, wanting him to fill you up. You move your hips to line yourself up but he pulls away. “Oh no baby. I asked you a question twice. You didn’t answer and I told you not to temp me.” He caresses your cheek and gives you a passionate kiss. “Sorry baby.” He says as he puts his penis away and leaves you there a throbbing mess. “I’ll wait for you outside.” As he pecks your lips one last time.

Osamu:

• “Nobody understands your body like I do.”

• You and Osamu dated for a few years until a year after you both graduated from university, you two decided to part ways and stay friends. Due to his now growing business and your traveling job, you never saw each other which created unwanted distancing. You thought you both fell out of love, which you both never did. Osamu never wanted to part, but he has always respected your decisions and didn’t want to force you to stay.

You were invited to a party by your coworkers. You didn’t want to go but of course they forced you out. They wanted you to go out there and meet new people. You were in a cute black romper with your luscious locks nice and wavy.

At the party, you had about two drinks and were talking to your coworkers. A hot guy comes up to you and invites you to a drink. You are talking and all and that’s when you lose your mind seeing your ex boyfriend across from the balcony. “O-Osamu?” You think to yourself, completely shutting out the guy’s conversation. You excuse yourself to the bathroom and decide to leave the party and just go home. Seeing him after a year really threw off your whole vibe. And you couldn’t help how freaking sexy he looks now.

As soon as you enter your front home’s entrance, you hear a knock on the door. You open it thinking it was your coworkers to take you back to the party. Without knowing it was Osamu. Your eyes completely widened and you stay glued on one spot.

“What are you doing here?”

He walks into your home and hugs you.

“I’m glad I saw you. I really miss you.”

You couldn’t help but grow teary eyes. “Osamu.. I can’t-“

He cuts off your sentence by kissing you. He starts off with two small pecks and sees you don’t stop him. You wrap your arms around his neck as he wraps his arms around your waist. He then kisses you, inviting his tongue in your mouth. He gains a sexy moan from you, knowing you’re already as horny as he is.

He pulls away gently to look at you. “Did my baby miss me too?”

You continue to kiss him to answer his question but then you go back to your senses. “Wait. We are broken up. We can’t do this.” You let go of him. He grabs you again, this time gently spreading your legs apart, brings his hand down to your underwear, moving it to the side. He slides one finger in, rubbing your clit in small circles.

You moan, hiding your face on his neck, taking in his scent you missed so much. You feel his finger slip out and you look up at him a bit frustrated since he stopped. You look at his finger that he’s holding up to your face.

“Ya see that angel? You’re completely wet. And it’s just for me.” His finger was completely soaked in your juices.

You become embarrassed and try to deny how crazy he has you. You try to deny that you miss him and his touch as well. You try to deny that you still love him.

He picks you up and takes you to the couch. He starts kissing you all over again, gently removing your clothes. He kisses your shoulders, your neck, your collarbones, your breasts, your stomach, your thighs. He kisses every part of your body. You feel like you’re about to cum, that’s how much you miss him. He undresses himself, showing off his gorgeous body. Now the two of you are completely naked.

He has you in the missionary position. He inserts himself in you, causing you to arch your back, moaning loudly. Your small hole is so tight, you cause him to groan onto your neck as he hugs you tightly.

Osamu starts to slowly pump in and out, in and out. Allowing to adjust to his size, it’s been too long.

“Ya think I don’t know ya baby? As soon as I saw you at that party, I knew you missed me.” His face a blushing mess. “Ya think ya can resist me? Ya think I can resist ya? As soon as ya kissed me, I knew ya wanted me.”

He thrusts himself hard in this sentence. Hitting your g-spot so delicious that you came after the last word.

“Nobody. Understands. Your. Body. Like. I. Do.”

[malereadermaniac]

You're mine - Kyotani x Male Reader

Possessiveness in a situationship always ends up badly, right? word count: 800 m!reader (no genitalia mentioned) / FDNI

Let's make something clear - you and Kyotani were not in a relationship

At most, you and the blonde are in a situationship

Like yeah late at night the volleyball player would cuddle you after banging you and whisper sweet nothings as the two of you fall asleep

But he made it clear the two of you were NOT dating

It pissed you off frankly

You're willing to give him, and do give him, everything a boyfriend does but he just doesn't want to commit himself to you

So you decided to fuck Kyotani off and get over him

Which lined up perfectly with Iwazumi's party that night

He made sure to text you beforehand, informing you of what time he was getting there and telling you to make SURE you don't arrive at the same time as him

It was almost like Kyotani was embarrassed to be with you?

Which really made no sense since half of the guys you talk to would KILL to be with you

That's what pushed you over the edge, so you decided to message Oikawa

8pm is when Kyotani said he'd be at the party, so you and Oikawa stroll in at 8 30 hand-in-hand

Now, while Oikawa and you had dated before, you both knew that there was absolutely nothing romantic there

He was simply helping out a friend

And if only you could have taken a photo of your situationship's face when he saw you both

Kyotani was obviously pissed off, but he quickly fixed his expression back to a neutral one and went back to talking to his mates

But fucking hell the blonde couldn't take his eyes off of you the whole night

He was burning holes through Oikawa's head and hand, which hadn't left yours the whole night

So far, Kyotani managed to get two words in before Oikawa cut him off

It was really pissing him off

Finally, Oikawa had to go find Iwazumi, leaving you open for Kyotani

But as he was walking up to you, he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw some owl-headed cunt come up and talk to you

Kyotani decided to get a beer and hang out with his friends, he didn't want to be seen with you anyway

Right?

That's what he thought at least

But after a little while, he found himself telling his friends he was "going to the 'bathroom'" but he B-lined towards you

But once again, Kyotani stopped dead in his tracks

But this time, a look of anger and jealousy flooded his face

'WHAT THE FUCK!?'

That was all Kyotani was screaming inside of his head while he watched that owl-haired guy from earlier shoving his tongue down your throat

Kyotani felt himself lose control over his body

He came up to the two of you, his expression neutral as he grabbed your wrist in silence

"Kyotani? What the fuck?!" You shout as the blonde drags you away wordlessly

Once the two of you got outside, Kyotani shoved you against a wall, his muscular arms either side of your head

"So you think you can just go and kiss other guys huh? Are you fuckin' other people too? Huh?!" Kyotani berates you with questions, his jealousy becoming more and more evident

Your face consorts into one of disgust

"Who are you to ask? I recall you making it clear that we were nothing more than a quick fuck"

Holy shit you dug deep with that one

"Oh so you are fucking that cunt Bokuto?! I shouldn't be fucking surprised" Kyotani shouts, the other people outside trickling back inside as they hear the blonde volleyballer shout

"...who the fuck are you to talk to me like that? Kyotani, you're lucky I've even given you a second glance"

Fuck you just kept going at him

"Shut up, (y/n)! I'm the fittest guy you've ever seen don't lie to yourself!" Kyotani looks down at you, his fists clenching against the wall as his frown became deeper

"Oh yeah? Bokuto's literally taller than you..." you say with a neutral face, feigning innocence

Kyotani snaps at that line

"Oh just fuck off!" He shouts

"Then let me go." You say, gesturing with your eyes towards his hands either side of you

Silence

All that could be heard were your breaths, crickets in the forest nearby the house and the wind of the night

Kyotani's eyes looked deep into yours, he was blushing like mad

Probably from the anger he was feeling

But he couldn't deny that lust wasn't also there

So he did what was natural

Kyotani bent down to your mouth and kissed you

So you kissed back

Which turned into a heated makeout session

Which went on and on

And on and on

[scremogirl]

★♑︎☆彡𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎✪𝐍!☆♏︎★

Haikyuu boys when they have a crush on you (Ushijima, Kyotani, Iwazumi, Aone, Bokuto)

Bokuto

There was probably a handful of ways Bokuto could have first noticed you. A; been friends before he even realized his feelings. B; been one of the managers on the volleyball team. Or, C; being a classmate mate of his, a deskmate maybe.

Regardless of how he meets you, he knows you're the one for him. Always greets you with his signature smile and a giant hug.

He always asks you to come to his games and practices; regardless if you are the manager or not. He wants to make you feel included, sharing the thing he loves the most with you. Or just wants to show off and see your face when he lifts his shirt to wipe the sweat off his brow.

Would show up at your house randomly when you didn't come to school. You didn't answer his texts or calls so he figured something must be wrong. Your parents love him so much that they just let him in.

“Hey, hey, hey! I was wondering why you weren't at school today. Your mom told me you were sick so I brought over some soup and snacks to make you feel better!” you sit up from your bed in absolute bewilderment. You look and feel like shit and here he is telling you how bored he was today without you.

“Oh!” he suddenly gasps, perking up. He walks over to his backpack and pulls out a folder. It's the Trig notes from today, his handwriting is big and sloppy, but it’s the thought that counts.

He hands it to you with his chest puffed out in pride, Man…he really does look like an owl. Cute.

When he's made bad plays and gets into one of his moods, Akashi will call you over. Complaining about how he won’t talk to anyone and just sits under the bleachers hunched over. Feeling a hand on his shoulder he turns around. When he sees you he instantly becomes better, asking *begging* you to stay. That you're his good luck charm and is surely to make all his spikes if you are here to cheer him on.

Will also *beg* ask you to wear his number to games. Will look into the crowd, locking eyes with you followed by a big thumbs up.

Aone

It was a busy day this evening; seeing as it was a couple weeks before Christmas. Meaning, that the trains were packed and full of people. You missed the bus you would usually take on your way home. It was getting dark out and you wouldn’t dare wait for the next bus to show.

You dashed your way to the nearby train station panting and out of breath. You made it just in time to catch one too. Hoping on you see that every place was full. Except for one.

Not wanting to miss the opportunity you scooted your way through the crowd and sat down. It was silent besides the usual businessmen making calls and children playing games on their parents' phones. After a while, you felt eyes on you. Craning your neck up to an almost uncomfortable degree you lock eyes with someone. He was wearing your school uniform. Oh, you know him! He was the middle blocker for your school's volleyball team.

You shot him a sweet smile and a tiny wave. His eyes widened and a blush crept on his pale face. It looked as if he was about to wave back but just then the bell signaling your stop rang. Ever since then, he couldn't keep his eyes off you.

Would leave candies and heartfelt notes on your desk and in your locker

Would try to catch a glimpse of you on his way to the train station, sitting at your bus stop.

Futakuchi notices all of his friend’s strange behavior and forces him to come to talk to you. And that's how you two became friends.

Didn't talk much but was always such a great listener, remembering the smallest things about you. Such as the classes you were struggling in; offering to tutor you and give notes. Keeping rubber bands on his writs just in case (sorry if you have short hair/ are bald 😅). Would even skip practice to walk you to the bus, always wanting to make sure you're safe.

I LOVE HIM SM; people need to write for him more 🙄

Iwaizumi

Very straight forward with his affections towards you.

It’ll take him a while to come to terms with the way he feels about you but when he does he’s not trying to hide it.

The rest of his friends would tease him about it but he’ll just brush it off because there’s no reason for him to be embarrassed about the way he feels.

Like Aone, he will walk you home everyday no matter how late it is or what he has to do. Will buy you all the snacks you want from the vending machine. Will make sure you're doing your best physically and mentally. Would force you to drink water and eat a balanced meal when he notices any signs of fatigue or famine.

Will convince you to go on morning runs with him before school. This one you're not so sure about but after all he does for you, you thought you could thug it out.

“Come on (Y/n), you can do this just a little ways to go,” he says, jogging backwards to try and stay at the same pace as you. At this point you're huffing and puffing for air bent over. He lays you on your back before going ahead of you. He looks back at you with a smirk and this mischievous glint in his eyes before speaking.

“If you finish this run maybe I’ll treat you to more than just breakfast,” throwing a cheeky wink behind his shoulder before jogging off again. You’ve never ran that fast in your life. Maybe if you're a little slick wit it, you can convince him to carry you back home.

Kyotani

A little rough around the edges to say the least.

Surprisingly, unlike his upper upperclassmen, he actually realizes his feelings pretty quickly. Noting the *not so* subtle changes in his behavior when he’s around you compared to everyone else.

He’s never been intune with his emotions, so it’ll take a while for him to make a move.

In my opinion I don’t think he’s the “mean to you because he likes you” type; he’ll most likely just avoid you if he doesn’t know you like that or just keep his feelings to himself if you’re already his friend.

Another anonymous secret admirer. Would leave food, water bottles, keychains, stuffed toys, and things he knows you like laying around for you to find.

Will try and discretely spend time with you. Wouldn’t outright say he wants to and will get all blushy and confrontational if you tease him about it.

“Hey,” you here a deep voice call out to you, already knowing who it is, you turn around with a big smile.

“Hey, Kenny! what’s up?” He makes eye contact with you for what seems like a split second before turning away with pink dusting his cheeks, rubbing the back of his neck.

“I-uh… there’s… there’s this new movie coming out next Saturday. You said you hadn’t been to the theaters in a while… so, I bought tickets,” he explains, pulling out two tickets from his back pocket, still not looking at you.He shoves one in your direction before talking again.

You just stare at him with wide eyes and slightly parted mouth. He turns around after not getting an answer but as he opens his mouth to say something you fly into his arms.

“Thank you, Ken, really,”

“Ye-yea, don’t mention it”

Would treat you to ramen after you’ve done really well on a test. You have a go to spot, a little mom and pop shop. He’s been going there ever since he was little, so it means a lot to him and is a big sign of his love for you bringing you there. The owners always ask when you two would get together.

You’d just laugh it off while he blushes and stutters about how you guys are just friends. Though the owners can see the disappointment in his eyes at his own words.

Loves having late night convos with you, either at a park or on the phone. Just like how intimate it feels.

Seriously cares about you and tries to tone down his “mad dog” persona. Is aware of how abrasive he can be and doesn’t wanna scare you off. All in all, he embraces the state of vulnerability he can be in with you.

Ushijima

I absolutely hate when people paint him out to be some sort of blunt, unemotional, proper guy.

He’s not dumb. He knows the signs when someone has a crush. Sure he can be a little blunt in the way he expresses his emotions but that’s just because he feels there’s no reason to lie about how he feels. He’s not a robot.

Wouldn’t just come up to you and say he had a crush on you. He knows that’ll throw you a little off guard; he wants to make sure you like him too.

Not much of a talker, but knows how to make conversation. Would purposely start one because he knows you’ll end up getting off topic and start ranting. He loves the sound of your voice and the passion in your face when you talk.

Another one who invites you to games and practices. Would try to convince *demand* you to become the manager of his team.

“But, I don’t know anything about it besides the things you’ve told me,” you try to explain yourself with uncertainty.

“That doesn’t matter. Coach and I will give you a run down of everything if you need it. I wouldn’t mind explaining it to you,” he seems so confident in the fact that you’ll say yes. Tilting his head up a little higher, broad shoulders shifting back slightly, standing tall.

“Are you sure? I just don’t wanna be a burden to you or the rest of the team if I can’t get up to speed-,”

“You could never be,” he cuts you off

“Everyone wants you there… I want you there. So please, consider it”.

GUESS WHOS THE NEW MANGER!🤪

A little worried that a relationship would cut into his time with volleyball. His indifference would cause him to be distant for a while, which leads to you thinking he led you on. The more you think about it though, you know Ushijima isn’t the type to do that so he either lost feelings, or something’s wrong. You know it’s the latter but you can’t help overthinking it.

Would come up to you with a rose one day before you left school. Looks you in your eyes before apologizing about how he’s been acting. All he wants is you to reassure him that his career path won’t get in the way of you two.

Hope y’all enjoyed; let me know if you wanna part two but with different characters or in a different fandom (make sure to look at my ML). Bye guys!

-Love, Sos❤️

[haloswrld]

★ —IWAIZUMI HAJIME

bestfriend!iwaizumi that you find standing outside in the cold waiting for you one night after getting home. the weather is anything but warm and welcome, and the red to his cheeks doesn’t go unnoticed by you as you grab his arm and hurry him inside asking why he didn’t call.

his nonchalant reply earns him a little shove before he’s heading in behind you, a smile playing at his lips.

bestfriend!iwazumi who tumbles with you a little on your way in, catching you in the hold of his arms right as you’re about to fall and pulls you closer than you ever are into his space. you take a little longer to pull back all while he asks if you’re okay.

you hum in response, straightening yourself and hope that, in the dimly light space of you’re entryway, he doesn’t see the slight red to your cheeks.

bestfriend!iwazumi who sits at you’re kitchen island solving the 800 piece puzzle you’ve long abandoned. you watch, hovering over his shoulder as he slips into it’s respective place, a piece you could’ve sworn didn’t seem like it belonged in the picture at all. he chuckles at your voiced annoyance, and you hurry back to the water boiling on the stove, doing a few calculated moves to the Twice’s dance the night away that plays in the background. he says your music choice’s funny; you play it louder.

bestfriend!iwaizumi who ignores the time displayed on the clock to stay a bit longer. he should get going—not keep you up this late, but that’s easier said than done when you’re so cozy and close to him on the couch, the heat of you reaching him from his spot across the tv. the next time he looks over your head’s fallen his way and the lit screen illuminates a sleeping you he decides he doesn’t want disturbed.

the documentary on jellyfish is put to a stop and he’s closer when the buzz of your phone catches his attention. he doesn’t mean to snoop or to quick read the incoming text of your tea-hungry friend from work, but he also does to soothe his curiosity.

girl how was the date?11:35

it was over lunch right?? 11:35

bestfriend!iwaizumi who runs home that night in the unwelcoming cold. he tells himself it’s for skipping his morning runs the past two days, but the truth gnaws at him with every step. the night bites at his skin, but it doesn’t compare to the chill settling in his chest.

he pushes himself harder, trying to outrun the thought that you’re not his to lose. if you were choosing to date then that soon meant someone else could be making fun of your music taste, unconsciously humming the catchy tune of your dryer, and know the correct way to adjust your lamp just the way you like it when you sleep, dimming it to that perfect softness that only he’d learned to get right.

bestfriend!iwaizumi who realizes it shouldn’t have taken him this long to realize how much more he wants with you beyond being your friend. but here he is, finally understanding the depth of his own feelings.

and it terrifies him.

he stops to take a breathe in the steady nights air.

you’re not his to lose but hasn’t he been losing you already? he thinks back to you in his arms earlier tonight, how beautiful you looked under the faint glow of lights, your face touched with that soft red tint of surprise. how easy it could have been for him to be a fraction closer, press his lips to yours, and calculate himself an answer.

but he didn't.

bestfriend!iwaizumi that he let that moment pass, left the equation unsolved, and retreated to the safety that was your friendship.

…

[guitarstringed-scars]

the ravens eye diner- hajime iwazumi

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cinnamon roll (extra frosting)

she is going to be the death of him. hajime lays staring at the ceiling of his room, phone thrown to the side. he is blushing at a text message, and is thankful that none of his friends can see him in this state. he decides he needs to make a move. not through oikawa, but on his own. he can totally do it. he’ll just show up at the diner tomorrow morning and ask you out. straight up.

so he does. hajime wakes up at 6:15, gets dressed in clothes maybe a bit nicer than usual, and heads out. he decides to walk today, because he doesn’t want to be all sweaty and gross. he strolls to the little diner, which he has quickly grown to love, swings open the door, and is greeted by hitoka, like usual.

“good morning!” he greets, abnormally happy.

hitoka looks a bit frightened as she greets him and leads him to his usual table.

for once, he actually looks at the menu. he’s so interested in it that he doesn’t immediately notice you approaching his table.

“hi.” you say, setting a mug on his table.

he looks down, it’s a black coffee.

“sorry, i just assumed you’d probably want one.” you say smiling.

“you’d be right. i’d also like a cinnamon roll though.”

“oo, switching it up! do you like frosting?” you ask, scribbling it down in your notebook. ”who doesn’t?”

“alright then, cinnamon roll with extra frosting,” you smile. “and a black coffee.”

“thank you.” he says as you walk away.

okay hajime. you got this, he thinks. you just have to ask her out when she comes back with the cinnamon roll.

a few minutes pass, and you return with a ginormous cinnamon roll, a huge mound of frosting on top.

“anything else i can do for you?” you ask, setting the blue plate in front of him.

“uhm. well, i was wondering if you would maybe want to get dinner tonight? with me. like a date. if that’s weird or i made you uncomfortable i’m really sorry and-” you cut him off.

“i’d really like that. one condition though.” he sighs, relived you agreed.

“what is it?” he asks.

“we have to go somewhere other than this restaurant.”

he laughs.

“of course. i’ll text you later about it.”

“sounds good hajime. i’ll be back with a refill on your coffee in a bit.” you quickly rush to the back of the restaurant.

“alisa you would not believe what just happened.” you say, slamming your notebook on the metal counter. ”table one asked you on a date?” she says, not even looking up from the silverware shes rolling. you frown.

“you weren’t supposed to guess it so quick.”

“wait really?” she exclaims, turning to you.

“yes!”

she starts to squeal and rushes over to you.

“this is so exciting, when are you going?” she asks, jumping up and down.

“tonight, after i get off.” you say, checking the time on the wall clock. “which is 5 hours from now.”

“5 hours isn’t really that long.” alisa says. “it’ll go quick!”

it doesn’t. hajime leaves the diner with a smile about 20 minutes after you refill his cup.

the diner is busy today, but not the kind of busy where time goes by quickly, just the kind of busy where you are stressed out, and rushing around. but even though time feels like its moving at a snails pace, you don’t feel too upset. at least you have something, or someone, to look forward to seeing at the end of your shift.

“whats got you in such a good mood?” tendo asks, leaning out of the kitchen window.

“shes got a hot date with a regular after this.” semi chimes in as he rings up his order.

“semi.” you say, elbowing him in the side. “it doesn’t need to be everyones business.”

he laughs.

“word moves quick in the restaurant business.” he says.

“you talk like you’ve worked here for 50 years.” you say, doodling on your notepad.

“sure feels like it. hey, will you pick up my shift next friday? i’ve got a show i wanna go see.”

“ugh, fine. only because i’m in desperate need of money.” you say.

“yeah, money to spoil your new boyfriend with.” he says, walking away. you throw your pen at the back of his head, but unfortunately miss.

when you are finally off, you punch out, and rush back home. you quickly shower, washing the restaurant smell off of you, and change into nicer, non-coffee stained clothes. hajime arrives a few minutes later.

“hi.” he stands in your doorway, flowers in hand.

“hi. those are beautiful.” you say, acknowleding the bouquet. ”you’re beautiful.” he says, looking a little distant.

“smooth.” you say, raising your eyebrows and stepping out of your apartment, locking the door behind you. “so, where are we headed?” you ask as you fall into step next to the tall man.

“there’s a pretty nice restaurant nearby that my roommates and i go to sometimes.” he says, leading you to his car. he opens up the car door for you, and crosses in front of the vehicle, getting into the seat beside you. ”sounds good to me.” you say.

the car ride is filed with conversation about your schoolwork, you find out he’s a sports medicine major. hajime learns that you like your coffee with cream and sugar. he learns your favorite color, and your last name too. the freckle question may have to remain unanswered.

once you reach the restaurant, hajime holds open the door for you. the two of you are seated at a table in the back corner. ”what do you think those people are doing?” you say quietly, nodding your head towards a group of 3 people gathered at a table nearby.

“probably secret spies.” he says, taking a bite of his food. “are you big on people watching?”

“i love it. it’s the best part of being a waitress. i love to make stories up about all the people who come in.” you say.

“oh yeah? what’d you make up about me?” he asks.

you think for a moment.

“i made up that you were a criminal on the run.” you say, looking him directly in the eyes. he chokes a bit.

“did you actually?” he says, cheeks tinted a light pink.

“no,” you laugh. “but you should’ve totally seen your face right now.”

“you’re evil.” he doesn’t mean it. he can’t stop smiling.

“does that mean i won’t get a second date?” you frown.

“no defiantly not. i’d take you on as many dates as you wanted.” he says, staring down at the bowl in front of him.

“i have a question.” you say.

“shoot.”

“do you drink anything other than black coffee?” ”i’m drinking water right now.” he says, gesturing to the glass next to him.

“doesn’t count.” you say. “i just don’t even think the coffee at the ravens eye is that good.”

“it’s not.” he admits.

“then why do you drink it every time?” you ask, head cocked to the side.

“you can’t laugh.” he says, red faced.

“why would i laugh?”

“because it’s embarrassing.”

“i wont laugh hajime, come on!” you plead. he loves the way you say his name.

“it’s because ……to……cool.” he’s mumbling and looking down, so you only catch a few of his words.

“what? i can’t hear you.” you say, leaning in closer to him.

“it’s because i wanted you to think i was cool.” he says, looking up at you. ”i already think you’re cool hajime.” you smile.

“i already think you’re cool too.” he says.

hajime pays the bill, and then the two of you decide a walk is your next plan. as you stroll though the dark city, the conversation never lulls. the sounds of cars whirring past remind hajime of the coffee machine, and he’s ever so grateful his routine got messed up, because he met you.

hajime thinks you are absolutely electrifying. the way you talk, the way you laugh, the way you smile, the way you are leading him through the city.

the two of you eventually reach the entrance to a park, and with a sudden rush of courage, hajime reaches his hand over to yours, intertwining your fingers with his.

“smooth again.” you say, laughing ever so slightly.

your pair reaches a fountain, and you begin to rummage through your bag, eventually pulling out two coins. you seperate your hand from hajimes, but hold the back of his, placing one of the coins into his palm.

you toss the coin in your hand into the water, and then turn to hajime.

“make a wish.” you say, slightly under your breath.

he thinks.

“how big can the wish be?” he asks.

“something small, you’d need more coins for a big wish.” you say, still admiring the water.

“the wish economy is very messed up.” he says, still admiring you.

he tosses in the coin, watching it hit the surface of the water.

“what’d you wish for?” you ask, finally looking at him.

“aren’t you supposed to keep it a secret?” he says. “or else it won’t come true.”

“i won’t tell anyone you told me.” you say.

hajime takes a deep breath.

“i wished to kiss you.” he says, voice a little shaky.

you smile.

“well, do it then.” you challenge.

hajime takes a step closer to you. he brushes a piece of hair behind your ear, places a hand on your waist.

“are you sure?” he asks. you laugh, and crash your lips against his. hajime can feel you smiling into the kiss, and can’t help but smile himself. you place one hand on his shoulder and the other on the side of his face. your hand feels warm against the cool night air.

when he pulls apart, he places his forehead against yours.

“what’d you wish for?” he asks. ”a second date.” you laugh.

“i can grant that.” he says.

“how about a third?” you ask.

“you’ll need another coin for that.”

you laugh and kiss him again, and hajime feels like floating.

𖦹₊⊹fun facts⊹₊𖦹

-hajime changed his wish to something smaller

-his wish was gonna be to stay with you forever so he's a little glad he chnaged it cause that seems a little intense for a first date

-still meant it though

-more to come for mr. iwazumi

a/n: this is technically it for hajimes part, but i'm going to go back through and write more for him because i think he's so cute. so that'll come once i finish a few more characters!

taglist: @wyrcan @nbcvs @froyaoya @mylahrins @wizardhore

@chloiyoomi @causenessus @bubooo @lvtilzs @nishayuro

@diorzs @19calicos @seookki @chososcamgirl

[todorokis-girl]

Healing together - Iwazumi Hajime x f!reader

Iwazumi is late one night, his girlfriend has to work through some fear from a previous relationship.

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Hajime Iwaizumi walked through the front door of his apartment, shoulders heavy with the fatigue of a long day. The soft click of the door shutting behind him felt like the closing of a chapter—an echo of every late night he'd spent at the gym, guiding athletes through rigorous routines and injuries. His passion for his job as an athletic trainer drove him to stay late often, but tonight, a twinge of guilt gnawed at his gut.

"Y/N? I'm home," he called, kicking off his shoes and setting his bag down. The apartment was dimly lit, a warm glow emanating from the living room where he knew she'd be. The silence that met him was unusual. Normally, Y/N would greet him with a tired smile, no matter how late he came back.

As he walked further into the apartment, he found Y/N curled up on the couch, a blanket wrapped tightly around her. She looked up at him, her eyes wide and filled with a familiar, unsettling mix of relief and anxiety.

"Hey," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Hey," he replied, sitting down beside her. "I'm sorry I'm late. We had a few injuries today that took longer than expected."

She nodded, her gaze dropping to her hands. "I know. It's just… you were later than usual, and I got worried."

Iwaizumi reached out, gently taking her hand in his. "I'm really sorry. I should have called or texted. I didn't mean to make you worry."

Y/N took a deep breath, her fingers curling around his. "It's not just that. I trust you, Hajime, I really do. It's just… my past. Sometimes it creeps up on me, and I can't help but feel anxious when you're not here."

Iwaizumi's heart ached at her words. He knew about her previous relationship, how it had been marred by neglect and emotional turbulence. He had promised himself that he would never be the source of her pain.

"I understand," he said softly, squeezing her hand. "And I want you to know that I'm here for you. Always. I’ll do better at keeping you updated. Your peace of mind means everything to me."

Y/N nodded, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Thank you. I know it's not fair to put this on you, but sometimes it's hard to shake off those old fears."

"Hey," he said, lifting her chin gently so their eyes met. "It's not about fairness. It's about us. We’re a team, right? Just like in volleyball, we support each other, on and off the court."

A small smile tugged at her lips, and she leaned into his touch. "Right. We're a team."

He pulled her into a comforting embrace, the warmth of his body seeping into her. They stayed like that for a while, the silence between them filled with unspoken understanding and love.

As they pulled apart, Iwaizumi brushed a strand of hair away from her face. "How about we order some takeout from that 24 hour Chinese and watch a movie? Something light, we can stay in tomorrow"

"Don't you have work tomorrow?"

he smiles and runs a hand through her hair "No, I don't, clocking out late all week drove me over the hours"

Y/N’s smile grew, a real one this time, reaching her eyes. "then yes, I'd like that."

They spent the rest of the evening nestled together on the couch, sharing laughter and quiet moments of contentment. Iwaizumi’s heart swelled with a deep, abiding love for the woman beside him. He knew that healing took time, and he was ready to walk that path with her, step by step.

In the warmth of their home, they found solace in each other, and as the night wore on, the shadows of the past faded, replaced by the promise of a brighter, more secure future. Together, they would face whatever came their way, knowing that they had each other’s backs—always.

[osamusriceballs]

Ten Nights

Iwaizumi x fem Reader

Warnings: NSFW

Words: ~ 1,4k

About: A series of your most important moments with Iwaizumi- from your very first meeting to your relationship! Smut included~

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"Go, ask for her number!"

"What? Why should I do that?"

"You've been eyeing her all night, Iwa-chan."

The brown-haired setter grins and takes a long zip from his drink, apparently not bothered by the annoyed grunt from the former ace.

"Quit it."

His eyes roam towards the bar, towards the direction of the woman he just bumped into- you. Your shy but polite smile, the way your cheeks reddened when you held eye-contact with him, and how you smelled so good when he walked past you- you positively put him under a spell. And Oikawa- of course- witnessed the whole thing and non-stop teased him about the little encounter.

One deep breath later, and Iwaizumi silently grabs his phone and heads towards your direction- with a slightly nervous smile on his face and hope in his heart.

xx

2:04 am - Iwaizumi: "Hey, it's me- Just wanted to check if you're home already."

2:06 am - You: "Hey, Hajime! I'm home safely. Thank you for worrying <3"

2:07 am - Iwaizumi: "Sure. I had a great time tonight- wanna hang out sometime again?"

2: 07 am - You: "I'd love to! Maybe lunch tomorrow?"

2:08 am- Iwaizumi: "Text me the time, and I'll pick you up."

2:08 am - You: "Perfect. See you then <3

2:08 am - Iwazumi: "See you tomorrow, y/n. Can't wait."

xxx

Iwaizumi runs his hand through his hair once again, nervousness clouding his features, yet he still manages to look handsome, even when he's simply leaning against his car.

He looks at his phone again, reading your short "I'll be there in a sec <3" for the third time, hoping to appear a bit calmer on the outside than he feels on the inside. Will you like his outfit? Will you like him? Will you think he's an arrogant guy, trying to impress you with his fancy car? It was his first big investment after his first salary, and it's something he'd wanted to have for forever, but if you-

His train of thoughts gets interrupted when you suddenly open the door to the apartment complex and immediately blink a few times to let your eyes adapt to the sunlight.

You're beautiful. The color of the dress compliments your hair, your make-up making your features more charming, and the smile on your face- stops his heart for a second. You're absolutely breathtaking.

"Hey!" You still smile when you step closer to hug him- and he allows himself to get lost in your flowery scent for a few moments while he wraps his arms tightly around you. "Hey." He returns your smile and quickly steps back to put a respectful distance between the two of you. He smoothly opens the door to the passenger seat and playfully bows while keeping eye contact to see the slight blush that he loves so much appear on your face. "Shall we?"



xxxx

It's perfect.

The perfect date, the perfect moment, and the perfect person. It feels natural when he holds your waist and leans down to slowly bring his lips to yours- and fireworks erupt in your stomach when he finally kisses you. You wrap your arms around his shoulders and return the kiss, enjoying how his body feels perfect against yours and how perfect this moment is.

Your very first kiss with him.

xxxxx

"Please- I need you-"

You gasp and wrap your arms around his neck to pull him down towards you- and he is quick to connect your lips with his once again. His hips are rutting against yours, and you feel his hand moving under your panties to tease your clit, causing you to slightly bite into his lip in surprise. You pull back with wide eyes, but there is a hungry glint in his features, and his fingers rub your clit one last time before he pushes two of them inside after finding out that he's got you soaking wet with just a bit of dry humping. Not that he's any better, with the hard-on he's been sporting ever since you moaned his name when he had kissed you in the car.

"S-sorry," you gasp, and your thumb brushes against his lower lip but he quickly shakes his head with a grin on his attractive face.

"That was hot, baby."

The nickname turns your cheeks even redder, and he suddenly curls his fingers inside of you, causing you to gasp and arch your back against his body.

"Like that, baby? Don't worry, I'll take care of you so well tonight."

xxxxxx

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." You stop fidgeting with your fingers and focus on Iwaizumi, who is sitting right next to you.

"You sure? You seem so absent. "

"I'm just nervous."

"Why should you be nervous? You're with me, baby. Just you and me."

You smile and lean in for a quick kiss in the busy cafe- and decide to let it off your soul right here and now.

"I know. I was just thinking about how I should tell you that I love you. That's all."

You try to sound calm and collected, but the slight shaking of your voice reveals your true feelings.

You're nervous about being vulnerable.

About confessing your feelings, and taking this big step first, and you just hope that he feels the same.

Iwaizumi freezes- his attractive face not giving away what's going on in his head- and then the realization seems to sink in. He almost breaks his cup with how fast he's smashing it down on the table before he cups your cheeks with his hands and looks deep into your eyes.

"I love you too, y/n- So, so much."

xxxxxxx

"Please move in with me."

"Huh?"

You raise your head from his chest and look into his sleepy eyes. You blink confused, slightly shifting your body into a more comfortable position on top of him while the roaring sounds from "Godzilla" echo through the room.

Moving in so suddenly?

But it's moving in with Iwaizumi. How could you say no to that?

"Okay."

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You're without a doubt overwhelmed and don't know what to say when you look at the man in front of you on his knees- and towards the ring in his hands.

"Will you marry me?"

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One of the most memorable moments of your wedding is without a doubt Oikawa's face- full of happy tears while sobbing "Congrats, Iwa-chan, y/n-chan," and how he tries to give his speech in which he declares that it was him who brought the two of you together, while clearly being drunk already.

The moment that you will truly never forget, however, is Iwaizumi's face when he sees you in your wedding dress for the very first time. Absolutely stunned, full of love and admiration, and it was all for you.

The way he gently held your hand during the ceremony, and how he simply wrapped his arms around you and lifted you up to carry you, causing the wedding guests to swoon and laugh.

x

"My beautiful wife." He whispers and presses another kiss against your calf. "So, so beautiful." He travels towards your knee and leaves a trail of sweet and teasing kisses, holding your leg steady to keep you from squirming. He finally reaches the fabric around your upper thigh and wraps his teeth around it to pull it down on your leg.

You wiggle under his lips, your breath already shallow and fast, you feel almost dizzy from watching the handsome man working between your legs- his tie loosened and his dark hair messy from how many times you've been running your hands through it tonight. Your wedding dress is bunched up around your hips, exposing your legs and underwear to Iwaizumi, but you know that you won't wear the dress for much longer.

Iwaizumi's lips curl into a triumphant smile as soon as he manages to free the wedding band from your body. "Look, I got it." You smile at his almost childish triumphant expression and suppress a laugh that threatens to burst out of you. That's exactly the man you've fallen for at that night five years ago.

He is quick to dive back between your legs though, and you gasp his name when he directly kisses your pussy through your white underwear. "Don't worry, my dear wife. Your husband is here with you now. Forever and ever."

[wheredoipunch]

iwaizumi x oikawa

Iwaizumi was feeling jealous.

Usually, none of Oikawa's fangirls bothered him this much. But lately, they had been driving him insane. Actually, it wasn't just the way they licked their lips when Oikawa talked to them, or the way they caressed his shoulder, or even the way they went red when he so much as glimpsed in their direction driving Iwazumi crazy. 

It was the way Oikawa would dazzle them with his most award winning smile when he overheard them gossiping about him, and how he flirtily bit his pink lips (that Iwaizumi had been kissing) and he was scarily good at acting like he was single and–

God, Iwaizumi was so mad.

"Iwa-chan~!" Iwaizumi heard Oikawa yell from across the courtyard. He ran up to Iwaizumi. "Hi, Iwa-chan~" Oikawa grinned. "Wanna sleep over at my place after school?" 

Of course Iwa said yes. He was weak in the knees for Shittykawa, no matter how much of an oblivious ass he was sometimes. He sent his mom a quick text to let her know about the sleepover, and then fell into step next to Oikawa as they headed to his house. As Oikawa rambled on animatedly (he always did), Iwa examined his face. His beautiful face. "No, idiot, you're mad at him, remember?" he scolded himself. 

"Iwa-chan, are you feeling okay?" Oikawa asked, finally stopping his rant about the physics teacher who apparently didn't know how to grade tests properly or something of the sort. Iwa wasn't exactly paying attention. They stopped walking. "Yeah, I'm fine," he muttered. "Just tired." "Of how bad I want you and it feels like you'd rather be with your fans." he added internally. 

"Hajime, look me in the eyes and tell me everything's okay." Oikawa said, gently pulling up the shorter man's chin and looking into his eyes. "It's not." Iwaizumi tears his gaze away from Oikawa's. "What's wrong? You can tell me anything, you know that, Iwa-chan." Oikawa whispered, searching Iwa's eyes for any emotion, anything at all. 

"It's alright, shittykawa. I'll deal with it." Iwaizumi said. 

"No, it's not alright. Tell me, please. I can help." Oikawa breathed.

"I'm jealous." 

"What?"

"I SAID I'M FUCKING JEALOUS, SHITTYKAWA. YOU SPEND EVERY SECOND OF EVERY DAY FLIRTING WITH GIRLS WHO AREN'T ME, SIGNING AUTOGRAPHS AND WHAT NOT. I KNOW WE AGREED ON KEEPING THIS, US, SECRET, BUT IF THIS IS WHAT IT MEANS, I DON'T WANT IT. I DON'T WANT SNEAKY KISSES AND LOCKER ROOM MAKE OUTS AND NOT BEING ABLE TO DO SO MUCH AS HOLD YOUR HAND IN PUBLIC. I DON'T WANT THAT. I WANT YOU SO MUCH, BUT NOT LIKE THIS." Iwaizumi yelled, tears streaming down his face now. "God, I just want you and you just want fame. It's fucking pathetic. Do you love me, Oikawa?"

Oikawa looked at the ground, crying too now.

"I SAID DO YOU LOVE ME, TOORU?" Iwaizumi screamed, voice raw and cracking with emotion. 

"YES! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, HAJIME. I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THE WORLD." Oikawa shouted. "I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU!"

"Then how come the world can't know that?" Iwaizumi whispered defeatedly, crying harder. 

Oikawa stared into Iwaizumi's chocolate brown eyes and moved closer. All of a sudden, his lips were on Iwa's. Iwaizumi's eyes widened in surprise, but after a few seconds, he melted into his lover's arms. Oikawa tasted like tears and sweetness and something entirely him. 

"I love you so much, Hajime," Oikawa muttered between kisses. "Please don't doubt that ever. I love you more than volleyball." 

Iwaizumi snorted. "That's my competitor? Volleyball?" 

"Yes, Iwa-chan."

"You're a weirdo."

"I'm your weirdo."

"That you are." Iwaizumi chuckled.

"I LOVE IWAIZUMI HAJIME!" Oikawa climbed a nearby bench and yelled. "SHHH! SHITTYKAWA! WE'RE IN PUBLIC! THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT!" Iwa screamed, blushing a bright red. "I DON'T CARE. I'M BI, AND I'M IN LOVE WITH MY BEST FRIEND!" Oikawa shouted. Iwa grabbed him by his waist and pulled him down.

"Shut up, trashykawa," he mumbled. "I love you too."

"Who doesn't?" Oikawa said, his usual air of cockiness surrounding him once more.

"Shut up."

"Make me, Iwa-chan~"

And so Iwa did. 

[soranihimawari]

I Missed You

Pairing: Oikawa x (gn!) reader

Word Count: tbd

Rating: Oikawa Tooru Fluff [otf]

Warnings: none// reader in timeskip becomes a doctor specializing in aging/older athletes and completing necessary check-ups before a match.

Note: I tried to not tie any gender-specific nouns when describing reader.

How I think OIkawa & reader hug each other after not seeing each other in a long time.

[23:45]

That’s the time stamp you receive on an old friend’s text. There are only three words which the message is comprised of. When you read them aloud to yourself in the comfort of your own home, you seem to repeat them like a mantra.

‘I miss you’

Simple hope draws from this in a way that can’t be described as you stare at your screen until you ultimately lock your phone. You close your eyes for a a few minutes when your brain decides to show you a highlight reel of the activities you used to do with the sender. Learning the rules of volleyball, joining in their team jogging paths, coming to scheduled matches, accompanying him to the nurse’s office when he landed on his feet wrong, etc. He was destined to be famous, just not here at home in Japan, no. Somewhere half a world away called out to him first. Argentina was distant, far, the most you’d ever be separated and even then, the times prior were literally at the start of up schooling lives.

Unfortunately, the last memory behind the closed eyes you see is a bittersweet one: the reality your friend, confidant, (and crush) hits you. You never did want to wind up fighting with him, but for once you’d want him to fight to stay here. With you. As his best friends remind you, you’d be holding him back from his true potential ever since he started practicing with the collegiate teams up the road from where you live—this was where the initial rift began to be drawn between you two.

During lunch one day, you visit his classroom, sitting next to him explaining (or rather complaining) the trouble you were having with a particular class and one of the assignments needed to be completed prior to a content exam.

“Do you ever shut up about schoolwork, yn?”

You pause, a disappointed look heavy on your brow as those within earshot suddenly fall quiet.

“I’m sorry not all of us have a righteous path carved in front of us, Tooru,” the tonality in your voice was one of annoyance. “Some of us have to work even harder to achieve our dreams other than hoping to skip town and follow in their idol’s footsteps.”

Ever since that brief conversation, you and one Oikawa Tooru, are now practically strangers come graduation day. You hear whispers via the third year rumor mill of his accomplishments and his ultimate defeat against both Shiratorizawa and Karasuno. Matches you weren’t there to show your support for, even if Iwazumi Hajime, the ace and vice captain, had invited you because, “it would be nice for him (oikawa) to see a familiar face in the crowd.”

Glancing back at Iwazumi’s moss green eyes and stoic countenance, “and if I recall, it would be nicer if I wasn’t there because it might distract him further. There are plenty of scouts heading to those matches. I’m sure he’d catch one of their eyes.”

“And if those scouts ask him to move to another country, are you really going to be ok with not saying your goodbyes when we graduate, yn?”

You aggravatedly sigh at him, muttering an annoyed, “Yes, Iwazumi-kun, even then.”

Many months later, post Oikawa's jog in the winter while watching the Karasuno v Inarizaki match, it is now springtime. You’re holding a bouquet of flowers from your parents who pose with you for pictures around the inner school gates of Aoba Josai’s campus. Your fellow classmates and club members surround you for more photos as well. This was going to be one of the final memories you have for your high school career. You were accepted into a university specializing in biomedical engineering with a strong focus on exercise science.

This was your dream, not necessarily the same path as Iwazumi’s to become an athletic trainer, no, however you had wanted to be a doctor whose focus would help restore and maintain older athlete’s bodies even post retirement. Helping those who had maybe one or two career setbacks was something which had captivated you the more you began to focus on the life sciences of your high school careers and with the help of those teachers, they had written for you a brilliant recommendations to boost your acceptance after passing the various university exams.

[13:43]

In your office nearly a decade later from high school graduation, sits your newest patient. He comes from Argentina, like your nurses tell you, but the rumor that he had come on a friend's recommendation is what actually piques your interest. Well, to be fair, two of your friends' personal recommendation are what causes you to raise your eyebrow. The nurse on duty that day takes his vitals as normal, asks him the routine questions before giving him the proper spiel of, "sit tight and the doctor will see you in a few minutes."

Oikawa Tooru has come home for several reasons. The only one on the top of his list is coming home for an exhibition match game he was invited to by the former captain of Nekoma and now representative of the JVA. However, when word reaches Iwazumi's camp in the national team's gym, he smirks, sending a text halfway across the world. Your name is thrown into the mix of doctors who are willing to examine older, closer to retirement age, athletes. Considering this was not how he had wanted to spend his second day back in his home country, Oikawa Tooru asks to book this appointment to get an all clear before playing the V-League exhibition match Kuroo talked him into attending.

You are reading over the file of the new patient outside of the room in the hallway. You scan over the various ticks he had made on the questionnaire along with your nurse who says that his young son looks up to Oikawa-san as a professional volleyball player.

"Repeat that one more time, Sato-san," you clear your throat when Sato-san repeats what he had said earlier.

"My son is as huge fan of Oikawa-san," he points to the name at the top of the document in your hand.

Right there, next to Sato-san, the nurse's pointer finger, is the kanji of the name of a person you thought about since your high school, university, and medical school graduation days. You clear your throat, thanking Sato for his time measuring the vitals of the next patient in the room you're about to enter.

"No prob doc," is all Sato says when he walks back to the nurse station leaving you to enter the examination room where an old flame sits.

You take a deep breath prior to knocking and entering. You open the door and you see OIkawa bent over on the examination bed, reading something on his phone. His hair is cropped shorter, his shoulders are a bit broader, his skin a bit tanner, and for lack of better words, his muscles quite filled out the rest of him. He's still humming a tune you're unfamiliar with until your shoes enters his field of vision.

"Hello Tooru," your voice causes him to freeze and immediately causes his eyes to avert away from his phone. "It's been a while."

Oikawa's coffee-colored eyes study your face and the recognition hits him like a truck. Although he is dressed in a sky blue buttoned blouse and dark jeans compared to your teal scrubs and white lab coat, he stands up, arms extended to crush you in a hug. His patient file falls to the floor when you hug him back.

You hear him for the first time since that argument long ago, voice wobbly and all, "I missed you."

[balladxrecs]

MULTIPLE CHARACTERS !!

fic recs, haikyuu 

disclaimer— none of the fics are my own works. authors will be credited・if you see any discrepancies please inform me so i can fix it asap・will not link a single profile / masterlist multiple times・all recs originally posted on tumblr unless stated otherwise

☁️ — fluff・❤️‍🩹 — angst; 💔 — hurt no comfort・🤭 — suggestive・🔥 — smut

⚠️ — dark content

. . .

[ HEADCANONS ]

asking them for a baby・kleftiko

akaashi, iwazumi, kageyama, hinata, kenma, kuroo, atsumu, suna, tendou, oikawa, bokuto, kita, ushijima, osamu, sakusa, daichi, tsukishima

short chubby girls・ushijimawakaflockaflame-blog

hinata, nishinoya, goshiki, kenma

[ DRABBLES ]

family men ☁️・kleftiko

kita, suna, atsumu, osamu

teacher's pet 🔥・missouki

oikawa, akaashi, sugawara, kuroo, tsukishima

[ FICS ]

meeting a beautiful fan ☁️・kiwanopie

sakusa, bokuto, atsumu

[ THIRSTS ]

[ SMAU / TEXTS ]

amazon nightgown prank・tsukishitstain

tsukishima, kageyama, akaashi, ushijima, asahi, nishinoya, atsumu

hq captains get jealous・katsukidon

kuroo, bokuto, oikawa, daichi, ushijima, kita

pranking haikyuu boys saying they sent a girl a pic of them showering・t0talltn0tbby

iwa, bokuto, kageyama, ushijima

texting hq boys your period is late・kuromochimi

msby

you reply “who’s this” to them・shoguya

atsumu, kageyama, kenma, oikawa, akaashi

— writers, if you’d like to have your story / name removed, please just message me and let me know and i’ll get right on that

@katsukidon // @kiwanopie // @kleftiko // @kuromochimi​ // @missouki // @shoguya // @t0tallyn0tbby​ // @tsukishitstain // @ushijimawakaflockaflame-blog

[kedsandtubesocks]

congratulations on the milestone erika 🥺 you deserve it all and more 🥺 how blessed i am to be a witness to you 🥺

i would like to join your little event!! with a ⭐ + hajime OR... gojo... (whoever you find easier!!) please!!

SWEETEST SEL!! 😭🥺💘 thank you so very much honey I’m the one who feels incredibly blessed to celebrate this with you!!! 😫 you’ve become such a joy and illuminating inspiration in my life and to call you a dear friend now is a true honor!!! I love you to pieces 🥹

⭐️ - a sweet classic game heart event for you!

Iwa to me is YOUR GUY SEL! Like SELIWA FOREVER!

Even as a very classic physical fitness type guy Iwazumi seems, he in my mind is the firmest believer in that what makes you happy health wise is what you should embrace

So hell yeah Hajime Iwazumi is the biggest champion of self care days and especially when he makes them a date with you!!

He’s getting a manicure and pedicure done and happily helps decided on what color you should get, if you want to get a facial he’s getting one too and even buying you a cute robe from the spa so he can pamper you when you get home

(Yes all the workers swoon over him and giggle with you over how dreamy he is)

But he is still a bit silly of course - like when you and him are getting pedicures he’s watching the current game on his phone and trying not to get too upset too loudly and it makes you giggle

Whenever you’re split up into different rooms for your facials he’s even texting you selfies of himself making silly faces or just simply saying “miss you”

It’s a cozy sweet relaxing type of vibe that allows you and him to just bond enjoying something tranquil together!!

Sel my starlight thank you for making my light so bright and here’s to more days screaming and giggling together 💖

[followmybones]

hi! congrats on 200 followers! i love your content so i'm not surprised you're growing a following :)

anyway, for the 200 event, could you write high school iwaizumi with a goofy classmate reader? male reader please

thanks in advance and hope you have a great day/night :D

Thank you for participating, I hope reminiscing about your love brings good memories. 

 Iwaizumi was nervous, but he was also feeling confident. He knew how he felt, and he imagined even if you rejected him, you’d at least do it nicely. At the very least, that’s how he talked himself into asking you out. 

 He had asked to speak to you privately after the end of class one day, he didn’t want to make a big deal about it, so he just asked to pull you away from your friends before you left. His confession was short and to the point. A simple "I like you romantically, and I was hoping to ask you out on a date, like lunch and a movie?"

 He was grinning the whole time the two of you exchanged numbers. The two of you had worked on class assignments before, but nothing that involved seeing each other outside of school, so he was nervous about having your number. About having to text or call you to set up a day and time for your date. 

 When the day finally came for your first date, Iwaizumi was relieved to see you were waiting for him where you had arranged to meet. 

The two of you were going to have lunch at a mall food court. He wasn’t sure if you had any allergies or food restrictions, so he figured eating at the food court would be best. 

 He was an absolute gentleman. He opened doors for you, refused to let you pay for your own food, he even offered you his jacket if you ever looked cold. He probably tried to eat at the same restaurant as you, and would probably ask for recommendations if you seemed familiar with the place.

 When you two finally sat down to eat, the conversation flowed pretty well. It was a bit awkward at first, but once you got him to chuckle for the first time, he seemed to ease up and almost challenge your goofy and lighthearted nature. He returned your jokes wholeheartedly, and he was comfortable in the conversation.

 The jokes he made were on the drier side, but he still made attempts at jokes that were more your style, they were definitely bad jokes, but it was charming. It was honestly endearing seeing his attempts to joke similarly to you. 

 He kept up a nice conversation, asking questions to get to know you, and exchanging stories and comments. He told you about his friends, his hobbies, and volleyball. He was happy to hear anything you wanted to tell him. It was easy to talk to him, and you could tell he was listening wholeheartedly. 

 When it was about time to head to the movie theater he was definitely feeling good about having asked you out, he felt good about the way things were going, so good he even attempted to hold your hand. 

 Iwaizumi left the movie decision up to you, he was happy to see anything that looked good to you, but ultimately the two of you decided on a movie that looked lighthearted and funny. Once again, he refused to let you pay. He paid before you could even reach for your wallet. He didn’t even mention it, just looked back and smiled at you when he had the tickets in his hand. 

 Having gotten to the theater earlier than needed, the two of you decided to hang out in the lobby for a bit and discuss snacks. He was happy to get whatever you wanted, he was only particular about getting popcorn and a soda. Something you learned was a personal tradition of his.

“You think we have enough snacks here?” he snickers, grinning at you as he caught in the act of enjoying your movie snacks. “We haven’t even gotten to our seats! C’mon our seats are over here, watch your step.” 

Finding your seats, the two of you began to get settled. Lighthearted conversation flowed between the two of you as Iwazumi tried to make sure you were as comfortable as possible. As the lights began to dim, you could feel Iwaizumi shift to lean closer to you, “I was thinking about telling you a joke about theaters, but I didn't want it to be an act.” 

[storytimewithnova]

From Post-It Notes to Forever

The plot:it was a normal day at Fukurōdani college for Iwazumi Keiji or so he thought that was until he went to his locker to put away some text books he found a post it Note with the Number 143 he thought it was like a locker number or something he even asked his twin brother Hajime what it meant his brother lied and said he didn't know on fateful day before a training camp offically started someone walked behind Keiji and said 143 I love you the person was someone keiji had been admiring from afar and alway considered out of his league Suna Rintaro niw stiod before him Keiji turned and said say that again Rintaro said 143 I love you Iwaizumi Keiji add in elements of the song case 143 from stray kidz

The story: It was a regular day at Fukurōdani College for Iwazumi Keiji. He went about his usual routine, attending classes and interacting with his friends. However, everything changed when he went to his locker to stash away some textbooks. Among his belongings, he discovered a small, pink post-it note with the number 143 written on it.

Confused, Keiji pondered over the meaning behind this mysterious number. Was it a code, a locker number, or something else entirely? Seeking answers, he decided to approach his twin brother, Hajime, who coincidentally attended the same college. "Hey, Hajime, do you have any idea what this number 143 means?" Keiji asked, holding up the post-it note.

Hajime, knowing the secret behind the note but deciding to play along, shrugged nonchalantly. "Nah, no clue, Kei," he replied with a mischievous smile.

Perplexed, Keiji couldn't help but feel a sense of intrigue surrounding the number 143. He couldn't shake the feeling that it held a significant meaning. Little did he know that a fateful encounter was about to shed some light on the mystery.

Just before an official training camp was set to begin, Keiji found himself walking through the crowded halls of the college. Lost in thought, he was suddenly startled when a voice murmured, "143. I love you," from behind him. He turned around to find himself face-to-face with Suna Rintaro, the person he had silently admired from a distance but always believed to be out of his league.

Surprised and taken aback, Keiji stammered, "Uh, say that again?"

With a faint smile, Rintaro repeated, "143. I love you, Iwaizumi Keiji."

Keiji's heart raced, and a mix of emotions flooded his mind. The meaning behind the number 143 had finally revealed itself in this unexpected confession. It was a direct reference to the song "Case 143" by the popular K-pop group Stray Kids.

Overwhelmed by the moment, Keiji mustered up the courage to respond, "Rintaro, I... I love you too."

As they stood there, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them and their newfound connection. And from that day forward, Keiji and Rintaro embarked on a journey filled with love, support, and a shared appreciation for the music that first brought them together. The number 143 became a symbol of their special bond, a reminder of the day their paths crossed and their hearts intertwined.

Keiji and Rintaro's relationship blossomed as they spent more time together during the training camp. They discovered shared passions and interests beyond their initial connection through "Case 143." They would spend hours discussing their favorite music, watching movies, and exploring the campus.

Their friends began to notice the genuine affection between Keiji and Rintaro, and it didn't take long for the news to spread throughout Fukurōdani College. Although Keiji had never been one to seek attention, he couldn't help but bask in the happiness of openly sharing his love for Rintaro.

Meanwhile, the members of Stray Kids, unknowingly becoming an important part of Keiji and Rintaro's story, were gaining even more popularity. "Case 143" became one of their most beloved songs, and its lyrics resonated deeply with fans worldwide.

One day, Keiji decided to take a leap of faith by reaching out to Stray Kids, sharing their story and expressing their gratitude for creating a song that ultimately brought him and Rintaro together. Touched by his message, the members acknowledged them during an interview, dedicating a heartfelt rendition of "Case 143" to Keiji and Rintaro.

As their college years continued, Keiji and Rintaro faced challenges that tested their relationship. The demands of school and athletics often left them with limited time together. However, they overcame these obstacles with patience, understanding, and unwavering support for one another.

Keiji never forgot the significance of the number 143, and he made it a personal tradition to surprise Rintaro with little gestures on the 14th of each month. Rintaro cherished these thoughtful expressions, always treasuring their connection and the love they shared.

After graduating from Fukurōdani College, Keiji and Rintaro pursued their separate careers, but their love remained unwavering. Keiji became a renowned physical therapist, while Rintaro pursued his passion for music and joined a successful band.

Years later, Keiji and Rintaro found themselves attending a Stray Kids concert in their city. During an intermission, the stage lights dimmed, and a video montage began playing on the big screen. As Keiji and Rintaro watched in awe, memories of their college days, the number 143, and their journey together were beautifully displayed.

The Stray Kids members shared personal messages expressing their gratitude for being a part of Keiji and Rintaro's love story, followed by a surprise performance of "Case 143." Keiji held Rintaro's hand tightly, tears of joy streaming down their cheeks as the familiar melody filled the concert hall.

In that moment, surrounded by the music that had first united them, Keiji and Rintaro realized that their love story was timeless. The number 143 would forever remind them of the magical day they found each other and the beautiful connection they shared. Together, they stood at the forefront of their own love song, cherishing each other as they continued to create their own melodies in harmony.

time past and Rintaro was getting nervous he wanted tonight to be special so he made a post it note like back in college and laid it on the kitchen table with breakfast for Keiji to find when he woke up the note said 1437 that was it he then Proceed to set up a little scavenger hunt that would lead Keiji to his favourite over view spot and there he planned to tell him the meaning of that number like he did 143 after he set the nite down he went to set up the over view as Keiji was waking up seeing the bed was empty he made his way down stairs to the kitchen because he was hungry and he instantly for the Note and read it 1437 an extra number added to a number so Significant to them, he wondered what it meant then he saw an extra peice of paper thar said sorry i wasn't there when you woke up love good morning but i am going to make you work as you can see there is an extra number to our number you are going on a scavenger hunt to find the meaning and me see you soon my love Keiji rolled his eyes but got ready after saying this better be worth it suna Rintaro he was sent all over the place till finally he made it to the over view and suna was there looking handsome hello love i set up this picnic and just in time for the sunset and as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, Keiji and Rintaro sealed their love with a promise of forever. They embraced each other, savoring the moment and the overwhelming rush of emotions.

News of their engagement spread quickly amongst their friends and the Stray Kids fandom. Fans rejoiced and flooded social media with messages of love and congratulations. Stray Kids themselves couldn't contain their excitement and sent their warm wishes to the newly engaged couple.

Keiji and Rintaro began planning their wedding, keeping it intimate and filled with personal touches that reflected their journey together. They included elements inspired by "Case 143" in the ceremony, making it a true celebration of their love story.

On their wedding day, as Keiji stood at the altar, his heart brimming with joy, he couldn't help but reflect on the serendipitous events that led him and Rintaro to that moment. They had come a long way from the day Keiji found that mysterious note in his locker. It had sparked a chain of events that brought him the love and happiness he never thought possible.

Surrounded by family, friends, and the melodious tunes of Stray Kids' music, Keiji and Rintaro exchanged their vows, each word a testament to their love and commitment. Their union was sealed with a kiss, symbolizing the beginning of a beautiful journey as husband and husband.

The reception was filled with laughter, tears of joy, and heartfelt speeches. As the night carried on, Stray Kids took the stage and serenaded the couple with a special performance of "Case 143," adding a magical touch to the celebration.

Keiji and Rintaro danced their first dance as a married couple, wrapped in each other's arms, feeling the love and support from everyone around them. They knew that their love story would continue to grow and flourish, just like their favorite song.

Years passed, and Keiji and Rintaro continued to build a life filled with love, laughter, and shared dreams. Together, they navigated the highs and lows, always holding onto the significance of "1437" and what it represented.

And as Keiji looked back on those fateful days at Fukurōdani College, he couldn't help but be grateful for the simple post-it note that had changed his life. It had led him to his soulmate, his best friend, and the love of his life—Suna Rintaro.

In the end, their story proved that sometimes, the smallest gestures and coincidences could spark a love that transcended distance, obstacles, and even time itself. "1437"—a number that would forever hold a special place in their hearts and serve as a reminder of the extraordinary love they were blessed to share.