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imagineanime2022 · 2 years

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He Comes To Your Rescue

Toru Oikawa X Fem!Reader, Hajime Iwaizumi X Fem!Reader Kotarou Bokuto X Fem!Reader

Summary: You get caught up in something and he defends you

Part 2 - Atsumu Miya, Osamu Miya, Suna Rintaro, Kei Tsukishima

Part 3 - Kuroo Tetsurou, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Tendo Satori

Part 4 - Yuji Terushima, Kiyoomi Sakusa

Part 5 - Kageyama

Toru Oikawa

👑 When you started hanging out with the boys more often, most of the fans were kind enough, they all knew that they weren’t dating Oikawa.

👑 Oikawa was the one to announce that he was dating you, all it took was one post and everyone knew by the next day.

👑 Like I said most of the fans were happy for you both but there were a few who refused to believe that you were both together, people that claimed you were with him because of his money (unfortunately athletes don’t actually get paid that much but okay) or for the status.

👑 Though these opinions hadn’t been much more than social media comments you had always been waiting to meet someone with more confidence than common sense.

You smiled as someone tapped you on the shoulder, you looked over your shoulder and your smile widened as you looked at Iwaizumi “I’m glad you found the stadium okay.” You smiled as he took a seat next to you, his arm stretching over the seat behind you as he ruffled your hair slightly. “Do you know how long it took me to do my hair today? Why would you do that?” You tried to fix the damage he had done.

“Don’t worry you look fine, it’s not like shittykawa is even going to notice.” He shrugged.

“Are you trying to make me feel better?” You asked.

“He’s glanced up at the 3 times and he’s still not realized me.” Iwa shrugged.

“See she claims to be dating Oikawa but she’s letting this guy wrap his arm around her.” You both looked over at the girl who pulled out her phone and snapped a picture of you both.

“I’m going to post this.” She informed you as she showed you the picture.

“Please do, I look really good from that angle.” You smiled “don’t you think?”

“Yeah sure.” Iwa rolled his eyes with a smirk, his eyes on something on the court.

“Are you done here?” You asked as you waited for them to leave.

“Are you serious!?” She asked.

“Surely you’re not going to watch the game from there.” You frowned, you could see Iwa was about 5 minutes away from telling them to get lost himself but before anything else could happen, you heard him:

“Little cutie! You didn’t tell me that there was a special guest.” Oikawa appeared next to you.

“Well you were the one that said you missed him.” You shrugged “Iwa said that he was looking to go on holiday so here we are.”

“I love you.” He cheered as he pressed a kiss to your lips before turning his attention to Iwa both of the hugging as you glanced over to see the girls were gone. “Fans of yours?” He asked in reference to the girls that were in the place that you were looking.

“Fans of yours.” You corrected him “thought I was cheating with Iwa.”

“Still as annoying as it was in school.” Iwa cut in.

“Come you’ve got to get back down there and make this match worth the watch.” You ordered, he leaned down to kiss you one more time snapping a picture on your phone.

“Post that for me.” He winked kissing you one more time before jogging off out of the range of Iwa’s hit.

Hajime Iwaizume

💪 You didn’t often go to meet Iwa at work, he worked at a gym full of men most of the time and he was rather protective.

💪 This time however he had forgotten his lunch and as much as he hated asking he needed you to drop it off, seeing the way that his day was lined up, he wasn’t going to have time to go out and grab something else.

💪 When you got there the woman at the front desk smiled as she recognised you. “He told me he was waiting for you, I’ll call him down.” she called for Iwa and then gestured for you to go take a seat while you waited for him.

💪 The people behind you must have been listening in because before long they were standing over you.

“Can I help you?” You asked as you looked up at them.

“Do you even go to the gym?” One of the girls asked and you looked at them and frowned.

“Umm…-”

“You don’t look like you go to the gym.” The other cut you off.

“What is that supposed to mean?” You asked.

“Well how did you get a session with Iwaizumi, we’ve been trying for months.” The first girl complained, they both looked you up and down before one of them laughed.

“Are you planning to bribe him?” She smirked and you frowned before your hands tightened around his lunch sensing that they were up to something, you could see her hand lifting but before anything could happen the man of the hour called out to you.

“Thanks for bringing this for me sweetheart.” You looked at him and smiled, standing to walk over and meet him halfway, hoping to get away from the girls in front of him but they had other plans, one of them stepping forward and knocking you off balance, you fell forward doing your best to make sure that Iwa’s lunch stayed in tacked. Iwa rushed over to you, taking the lunch from you and putting it to the side.

“Oh my god are you okay?” One of the girls stepped forward.

“Leave.” Iwa ordered as he pulled you up to sit.

“What?” She asked.

“You and your friend leave, find another gym to use.” He ordered before turning his attention to you, tipping your head up to see if there was any damage to you.

“Is your lunch okay?” You asked as he sat you back on the bench and started cleaning a small cut on your cheek.

“I don’t care about the lunch, I care about you, did you know those girls?” He asked.

“No, they said that they’ve been trying to get a session with you for months and they were angry because they thought that you were doing a session with me.” You shrugged.

“Mmm.” He hummed. “All fixed up.” He pressed a bandaid to your face before kissing where the small cut was.

“Thank you.” You smiled.

“No problem, my love.” He said as you both stood up as you attempted to step around him he wrapped an arm around you “I’ll make up for this when I get him later.”

Kotaro Bokuto

🦉 Bo had been training hard for this match for months and the least you could do was go and support him, the stadiums were loud and crowded so you didn’t often find yourself there.

🦉 When you told Bo that you were going to be there, he was over the moon, he would not stop talking about it and even asked you to wear his shirt from last season so that he would be able to see you in the crowd.

🦉 To his credit he did see you as soon as you sat down, he waved at you before blowing you a kiss, you waved back pretending to catch the kiss and put it to your cheek.

🦉 That was where the problems came, it caught the attention of a group of girls who were clearly fans of Bo or the Jackals in general because they were standing in front of you within seconds.

“Where’d you get that top?” One of them asked, you glanced at them for a second before answering.

“From my boyfriend.” You answered as you tried to look around them to see the court, when you did, you actually couldn’t see him anymore and frowned, your attention drawn back to them when one of them nudged you in the shoulder.

“We ask you a question.” The first one glared at you folding her arms across her chest.

“Sorry, what did you ask?” You asked through gritted teeth as you tried not to start a fight at the match the Bo had been working so hard for.

“Do you know that’s fake?” She asked. “There’s no way that your boyfriend could have gotten the real shirt from that season.”

“What makes you say that?” You asked, leaning back in your chair.

“They didn’t sell any merch for that season, there’s nothing that looks like that made officially for fans.” You honestly thought that you had left this behind when you left school, you had been dating Bo for a long time and it’s not like you kept it a secret, he had trouble keeping his camera off of you, you were all over his social media.

“Babe!” You heard him yell before he came bouncing into your view with his phone “it’s time for my pre-game picture.”

“Don’t you usually take that with your team?” You asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah but you're here today, I wanna take it with you.” He smiled as he sat in the chair next to you pulling you against him “smile baby owl.” You smiled at the camera and he snapped the picture standing up to cage you into the chair that you were sitting on.

“What are you doing?” You asked for a small smile on your face.

“I’m just making sure you're okay.” He answered.

“I’m fine I’m just trying not to start a fight before your match, I want to see you win.” You smiled bringing your hand up to gently caress his cheek. “So get back down there so you can win.”

“Alright babe.” He pressed a kiss to your lips “make sure that you cheer for me when I win.”

“Make sure you win.” You winked before pressing another quick kiss to his lips before he ran off, the girls that were there weren’t anymore in fact when you saw them a couple of rows over it seemed like they could even keep eye contact with you.

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rosys-fans-fics · 4 years

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Going Against Nature - Part 5

Final part

After practicing with Iwaizumi, the two cleaned up the gym and walked home. Iwaizumi offered to walk (y/n) back to her place but she declined as they lived in opposite directions and it was already late enough.

Iwaizumi nodded in understanding and said, “Let me scent you again.”

(y/n) looked at him confused, “You’ve already scented me twice today, Iwa?”

He rubbed the back of his neck, averting his gaze, “My scent isn't strong enough on you so I can make it stronger so others stay away. If you don’t let me walk you home I want to at least scent you.”

“Oh my goodness you are so cute.”

“It’s called being protective,” Iwaizumi pulled (y/n) into his arms, lowering his face to her neck.

(y/n) leaned into his embrace, wrapping her arms around his neck, “You’re protectiveness is hot.”

Iwaizumi grunted and rubbed their necks together, wrapping his arms around (y/n)’s waist. He pulled back after a bit and looked (y/n) in the eyes.

“Can I ask you something?”

(y/n) looked up at him and nodded, “yes?”

“Will you be my girlfriend?”

(y/n)’s face broke out in a huge grin, “yes!”

Iwaizumi placed a hand on the back of her head and brought her in for a kiss. It was a sweet and simple kiss that left them giddy from it. They pulled back from each other and stared into each other's eyes. Iwaizumi leaned in and pecked (y/n) on the forehead.

“You’re really pretty.” Iwaizumi rested his forehead against hers.

(y/n) giggled, “You’re really really handsome,” (y/n) slid her hands from around his neck to his biceps, “And you’re super buff too.” To emphasize her point, (y/n) gave a small squeeze to both of his biceps.

He let out a deep chuckle, “Thanks. Do you want to meet up tomorrow for a brunch date?”

“I’d loved to! I’ll text you my address and a time you can pick me up?”

“That sounds great.”

(y/n) headed home and arrived after a ten minute walk. After taking off her shoes, she took out her phone and texted her address to Iwaizumi. He sent back a cute emoji and texted, ‘I’ll meet you at 11 a.m.’.

As (y/n) walked into the house, she was greeted with the sight of her older sister, rummaging through the cabinets for a late night snack. Aneko had gotten home from college while (y/n) was at practice.

“What are you-” (y/n) was quickly cut off by her sister.

“You’re finally home! How's my little sister doing?” Aneko dropped the bag of chips she was holding and went to hug (y/n).

(y/n) hugged her sister, but pulled back after a second, “I need your help with something”

“Oh? And what's this something?”

“Its a… boy”

“Ah that shouldn’t be too bad-”

“He’s an Alpha.”

Aneko looked worriedly at (y/n) but her face shifted to confidence when she saw the resolution in her little sister’s eyes. “How long do I have to teach you?”

(y/n) smiled at her sister, “He’s taking me to brunch tomorrow.”

Aneko nodded her head at that, “okay, let's review what you’ll need to talk about.”

The two sisters stayed up late talking about boundaries Betas have to set with Alphas. From avoiding Alphas during their ruts to protecting her neck when being intimate with him. Aneko did bring out some alcohol their parents kept when the time passed 1 a.m. and started talking about the more physical parts of the relationship. (y/n) didn’t know if she could look at her sister the same after she explained how to avoid getting an Alpha’s knot stuck and how to get an Alpha’s sex smell off of her clothes. After that last comment, (y/n) led her sister to bed and got ready herself.

In the morning, Aneko hovered around (y/n) as she got ready. She brought some of her blouses and dresses out for (y/n) to do a little fashion show to help pick out an outfit and even insisted on doing her makeup. (y/n) was able to convince Aneko to let her leave with a cute graphic tee of Gudetama and high waisted cargo pants. Aneko was dabbing a pale pink lipstick on (y/n)’s lips when the doorbell rang. (y/n) got out of Aneko’s grasp to run to the door and open it for Iwaizumi.

He looked very casual in a pair of jeans and a Godzilla shirt. He was scratching the back of his neck and blushed when he was her.

“Godzilla? Cute.” (y/n) stepped out of her house and closed the door before Aneko could start talking to Iwaizumi.

“Gudetama? Also cute,” Iwaizumi linked his arm with her, “how does eggs for brunch sound with your shirt?”

(Y/n) giggled and held onto Iwaizumi’s arm, “I think Gudetama will let me eat eggs ‘cause this is a special occasion.”

The two shared a laugh together. (y/n) and Iwaizumi shared stories about their friends and volleyball. Iwaizumi talked about how Oikawa was going to kill himself for volleyball, while (y/n) brought up how Yuki used to get in fights with upperclassmen about needing to change her sets. They sat down in the back of the small cafe and ordered food.

“Hey Iwaizumi?”

“Yes?” he looked up from his drink.

“We need to talk about boundaries in our relationship, especially because we are,” she gestured between them, “you know.”

Iwaizumi nodded and slid his hand to cup hers, “I’m all ears.”

(y/n) smiled and squeezed his hand, “So first things first, personal boundaries. You cannot approach me from behind and touch me anywhere near my neck. It triggers a Beta fight or flight instinct.”

“Okay, that makes sense.” His eyes were so soft.

“Do you have any personal boundaries?” (y/n) looked up into his eyes, sliding her other hand around Iwaizumi’s hand.

Iwaizumi looked off in thought then turned back, “Only that you don’t expect the relationship to take precedent over volleyball or school.”

(y/n) nodded, “I completely agree with that.”

“But other than that, no. What are some dynamic boundaries that I should look out for?” Iwaizumi asked.

“Yes, um first, we need to avoid each other during your,” (y/n) coughed awkwardly, “your ruts.”

Iwaizumi blushed at that, “Ya, I understand. I’m not really fully in control of myself during it.”

(y/n) averted her eyes but smiled at him, “And I can’t take a bond mark because I don’t have the extra fat around my neck for protection. Oh, and also… I can’t take a knot if we every, you know, decide to have sex.”

Iwaizumi let out a hearty chuckle, “noted”

“Ya, that’s all I can think of.”

The waiter came over and dropped off their food. Iwaizumi cut off a bit of pancake and held it out for (y/n) to eat. “So after this, do you want to watch Godzilla at your house?”

(y/n) bit the pancake off his fork, “I’d love to.”

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kenzumekodma · 3 years

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18+, minors & ageless blogs dni

pairing: hajime iwaizumi x fem!reader

wc: 2207

warnings: a/b/o dynamics, predator/prey kink, knotting, idiots to lovers, author has no idea what she’s doing but had fun doing it

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Watching your friends play fight, you think you have everything under control. You must have, after all, if you’d made it through three years of high school and then some with these four goofballs. Oikawa only has a week before he has to go back to Argentina, and at his insistence, you’ve all gathered for a camping trip like you’d always talked about having in school.

As Makki and Iwaizumi gang up on their former captain, Matsukawa helps you set up the tent, driving stakes into the earth. A shrill breeze sends a shiver down your spine. Almost instantly, the scent of the three men invades your senses, and you gulp, reality setting in that you’re alone in the forest with four alphas, and…

“You know the full moon’s tonight, right?” Mattsun murmurs to you. He must have picked up their heavy scent as well. “You brought them, right?” he checks with you. You nod, but grab your backpack and rifle through it, just to be sure. Shuffling your clothes and toiletries around, you search and search but come up empty handed. Not a single heat suppressant pill to be found. Mattsun raises an eyebrow. Noticing his concern, you rummage for a moment before forcing a look of relief across your features.

“Yup, got them!” you say brightly. Internally, however, the only thing on your mind is fuck fuck fuck what the fuck am I going to do I’m so fucking fucked. Mattsun shakes his head. You can’t quite tell if he doesn’t believe you, or doesn’t believe you didn’t triple check before leaving. Honestly, you can’t believe you didn’t check the calendar, the forecast, anything. You’ve got a few hours until sundown, though, and that’s more than enough time to formulate a plan, right? Right?

The sinking sun shines golden behind the trees, and the rising moon begins to cast silver down from above. Warmth flees with the sun and you find yourself getting chills. From his spot next to you, Iwaizumi bites the inside of his cheek. When he opens his mouth to speak, he tastes the metallic droplets dissipate along his tongue.

“Cold?” he asks.

“Yeah, yeah, a little. I should grab my jacket,” you say.

“Don’t bother. Here,” he lifts his sweater off with an easy movement and tosses it into your lap. Gratefulness and burning want cut into you in equal measures. It was your own secret that you’d been hopelessly pining after Hajime Iwaizumi since you were both 15 years old. You’d planned on confessing right after graduation, until he broke the news that he’d be moving halfway across the globe for university right before you could will the words to come out of your mouth.

“Thanks,” you mumble. Maybe it’s a good thing? At least if I’m covered in his scent, it’ll cover up my own a bit, right? Iwaizumi watches the gears turn in your head from the corner of his eye, and for a short moment, he’s not an alpha and you’re not an omega. He’s not a trainer for Olympic athletes and you’re not the independent woman doing your best and struggling your way through life one day at a time. He’s just Hajime, and you’re just you. Oikawa nudges Makki, discreetly pointing at Iwaizumi. Of fucking course those idiots had figured it out years ago. It’s been over a decade and they’re still acting like teenagers, smirking and waggling their eyebrows at him whenever he gets close to you.

After a while, though, things fade back to normal. The four men trading spooky stories at Mattsun’s insistence, roasting marshmallows, and… arguing? You missed the comment that started it, but the smell of their testosterone rising is unmistakable.

“I’m, uh, I’m gonna go and get another bag of marshmallows,” you say hurriedly and stalk off towards the tent. You look behind you, making sure they’re still all occupied, and take a couple of snacks with you to get through the night before making off for a safe distance away in the woods.

Half an hour of following what you could’ve sworn was the north star and you’re sure of it, you’re definitely lost. But you consider the bright side. You’re far enough away that the only thing you can smell around you is fresh air, the falling leaves -- really, Tooru, who plans a camping trip in October of all months? -- and Iwaizumi’s sweater. Allowing yourself one indulgence, you take a deep breath of the fabric, your scent and his entwining in your nostrils and addling your brain.

“--Hey, hey, stop! That’s the last fucking marshmallow, Makki! You’re wasting it!” Oikawa pouts, back at the campsite.

“‘S not a big deal, y/n said she was going to get another bag. Right, y/n?” Makki counters. “Y/n?”

“That was half an hour ago, dumbass,” Iwaizumi says.

“Well? Should we look for her?” Makki asks.

“Of course we should,” Iwaizumi answers.

“I’ll go!” Oikawa pipes up.

“Like hell. You can’t control yourself around an omega well enough in the daytime. I’m not letting you go on a full fuckin’ moon, Shittykawa. You’re not any better, Makki. She’s got those suppressants, right? I can get her back no problem.”

“What about me?” Mattsun interjects, borderline offended at not even being considered.

“What way is north, Issei?” Iwaizumi deadpans.

“Shut the fuck up, why don’t you, Hajime,” he snarks.

“If I’m not back with her in an hour, start looking for us,” Iwaizumi says with finality, and he’s off.

It’s not long before he catches his own scent creating a path, meandering between trees. He breaks into a jog, his heart sprinting as his scent fades into yours. It’s stronger than usual, heady and intoxicating, and he lets out a growl as he realizes what’s happening.

“Fuckin’ really? Heat? You’re in heat? You’re fuckin’ kidding me,” he groans. “So much for the damned suppressants.” He picks up a surge of your scent and he realizes you must be near enough to hear him, to sense him, to smell him. He raises a hand to his neck, thumb grazing over his scent glands, going into overdrive as he feels the rush of adrenaline course through his body.

“Not far away, are ya? C’mon, don’t be shy. I don’t bite… hard,” he takes a shaky breath in, becoming still and calm in his concentration. This, this hunt, this is what he was born for, what he’s been longing for with you since the day you cheered for him louder than anyone else in the stands at the first volleyball game he invited you to more than a decade ago. Leaves rustle about thirty feet away from Iwaizumi and he picks up the surge again. He moves quickly and quietly towards where he’s sure you are.

“You’re getting off on this, huh? Don’t deny it, I can smell it on you from here, y/n. You wanna be my prey, huh? Want me to hunt you down and make you mine?” His lips curl, twisting into smirk and baring his teeth. He knows this isn’t the way he should be confessing to you, not when the only indication of your attraction is the fact you’re in heat. Would you react like this to Mattsun? Oikawa? Makki? Does it even matter, since he’s the only one here? His head whips around as a hitched breath comes from behind a tree another twenty feet away.

“You can run and you can hide, little girl. But the big, bad wolf is coming to get you,” he growls.

Taking his sweet time, he walks over to where he’s confident now that you haven’t moved from, if the little whimpers and moans are anything to go on. The sight that greets him sends a wave of warmth through his body. You’re flushed, whether from the chase, your heat, or some combination thereof, he doesn’t know. But you’re curled up in his sweater, and that stirs something in him deep in his core. The way you’re helplessly rubbing your thighs together, trying to keep from touching yourself because he knows you know that if you try to relieve the white hot need you’ll only make it worse.

“I-Iwa, go…” you mumble against your own will, but he only shakes his head. You sigh, conceding to him. “H-Haji, please, h-hurts, n-need it. Haji, please,” you whimper. “Help me.” Iwaizumi is on you in seconds, hands flying to your chest and your waist, lips a sloppy flurry against your own. He kisses down your neck and you keen, pushing your flesh against his bared teeth insistently.

“You know if I do that right now, you’re mine. You understand that, right? I don’t have to if you don’t want it. I can pull out, too…” The insecurity tugging at him is quickly quelled at your protests.

“No, no, do it, please,” you whine. “Wanted you for so long. P-please, wanna be yours, lemme be yours.”

Iwaizumi groans, feeling his hardening cock strain against his pants, and bite, marking you as his own, his mate. There’s no going back now.

You scramble to remove your jeans, but Hajime’s hands come down over yours, easing them off of you himself. You paw at the buckle of his belt and he chuckles at your eagerness. His heavy cock springs free a short moment later and you feel the warmth rise a degree in your body. He peels your panties off, sticky and wet with your slick, and takes a deep breath, moaning out loud at the thought that this beautiful mess is all for him, you’re all for him.

“Fuck me, Hajime,” you breathe.

He doesn’t need to be told twice, easing into you with as much restraint as he can muster. You suck him in so greedily, he swears he never wants to leave the warm home of your walls. Your whimpers and cries of desperation quickly melt into soft curses, begs for more, choked moans when he hits that spot just right inside you. You push your hips up to meet his, burying him to the hilt yourself.

“You’re gonna be the fuckin’ death of me,” he mumbles against your lips.

He rolls his hips, angling them up to catch you where you need it most. Reaching your hand between your bodies, you roll your puffy, needy bud between your fingers. A growl catches in Hajime’s throat and he bites down, sinking his teeth into the junction of your neck and shoulder. He makes sure he leaves his mark on you. It’s not enough for you to clench and milk him for all he’s worth, it’s not enough for you to be swathed in his scent, he needs every alpha within a mile to know you belong to him.

“H-Haji-” you moan, kneading your own chest through the fabric of his sweater. He drags the cotton up your body, hungrily latching his lips onto one of your nipples. Your breath hitches, mewling out his name as if it’s the sweetest candy money can buy. You feel the base of his cock swelling and nudging against your folds as you draw closer and closer to your climax.

“P-please, w-want it, want your knot. Haji please,” you wail. He’s never been able to deny you anything and he’s not about to start now, not when he has you right where he’s always wanted you. He pushes his swollen knot past your tight entrance. The absolute blissful feeling of being so full, like you never knew you were incomplete until now, drives you hurtling head first into your orgasm. You moan and cry and cling to Hajime like he’s the only solid thing in this world. Quickly following you into your haze, he spills his seed inside you, locking your bodies together whether he means to or not.

“I, uh, suppose I should tell you,” you start, looking away from him as you come down from your high, waiting for his swelling to subside. “I’ve, I’ve kind of been in love with you since we were kids,” you mumble out quickly. He catches your chin between his thumb and forefinger, forcing you to look at him.

“Hey. I’ve wanted to kiss you since we were fifteen. You’ve been the first thing I think of in the morning and the last thing I think of at night for nearly half my life. I’m not apologizing for this if you’re not,” he says. You shake your head.

“‘M not apologizing, not at all.”

“Good,” he murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to the tip of your nose. He eases himself out of you and helps you dress yourself quietly. “Legs are sore, huh?” he chuckles as you try to stand up. You swat at him lightly, unable to keep the smile off your face.

“Shut up and carry me, will you?”

And he does just that. He can when he walks back into the perimeter of your campsite he’s just barely made it within his hour time frame. The worried expressions on your friends’ faces quickly turn to teasing, waggling their eyebrows at the two of you, when they catch sight of the bites littered over your scent glands. With a smirk, Mattsun speaks.

“Took you fuckin’ long enough.”

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devikyuu · 3 years

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Fluffy Love

Pairing: Iwaizumi Hajime x GN!Reader Tags: Angst with Happy Ending Summary: You firmly believe that you aren’t worth loving. Word Count: 4.0k

“I don’t think I’ll experience a fluffy kind of love.” You confess to your friend.

“The fuck are you talking about?” They don’t even pay attention to you. Choosing to continue scrolling through their phone.

You grumble a bit. “You know, like...” You trail off on your words, wondering how to explain to your clueless friend. “Like when that other person just loves you so much and they just give you flowers or they just want to cuddle or when you both stare at each other with so much love.” As you say these things, you imagine all of that in your head. “No way in hell that type of love is real.”

“Man, shut your ass.” They yawn. “You’ll get that kind of love. Just wait.” They stand to stretch and your eyes go back to the TV that’s playing an action movie you’re not really paying attention to. “I’m gonna go back. I still have a lot of shit to do. I’ll see you soon.” They grab their things and before they could leave, you call out to them.

However, you hesitate on what to tell them and decide to send an insult. “You’ve been swearing too much lately. Tone it down.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” They roll their eyes and murmur. “As if you don’t swear.”

“I heard that.”

They give you the universal sign of ‘fuck you’ and leave.

When they do, you pause the movie and breathe out a sigh.

“I always give everything no questions asked, though.”

-----

It’s been weeks since you’ve opened up to your friend about what you think and you’ve been drowning in endless amounts of projects that seem like a mountain whenever you see them.

You stare gloomily at your laptop before deciding that maybe you need to go outside. Your face cringes just thinking about it. But you really needed a break.

Grabbing a jacket and wearing some shoes, you decide to just walk around the park nearby. Maybe even just sit on a bench and look around just admiring everything.

What you don’t expect on this little break, however, is a gorgeous man with messy brown hair coming up to you and saying, “Hi! My friend kept looking at you and was wondering if you’d want to be his--”

The man, who later on you find out is Oikawa Tooru, was cut off by a hit to the head that seemed way too hard to be a normal hit.

“Iwa-chaaaaaan,” He whines, “I’m just trying to get you a date!” He tries to justify himself but looking at this ‘Iwa-chan’ guy, he seems thoroughly annoyed. Though you couldn’t deny that this man also looked gorgeous.

“Shut up, Shittykawa.” As he grumbles, he looks at you with an apologetic look. “Sorry to bother you, we’ll take our leave now.”

Without any other words to say, ‘Iwa-chan’ grabs his friend's collar and drags him away. Truthfully speaking, it’s a funny sight that makes you giggle a little bit.

Before they’re both too far away to hear you, you decide to speak. “I’m not looking for a date but we can definitely be friends.”

With a soft smile like yours, Iwaizumi can only stare with an amazed look on his face which doesn’t escape Oikawa’s vision. With a smirk, Oikawa decides to answer you. “Perfect! My name is Oikawa Tooru. This is Iwa-cha--” Yet again he is hit on the head, but lightly this time.

“I’m Iwaizumi Hajime. Nice to meet you.”

“Well, Iwaizumi-san, Oikawa-san, I’m (L/n) (Y/n).”

Once again, Iwaizumi is given a chance to see your smile and he wishes to see more of that in the future.

“It was nice to meet you, but I have some things to do back home. Would you like to exchange numbers?”

----

To explain your friendship with your new friends, it was a wild ride.

Oikawa was fun to tease and Iwaizumi seems content that he's not the only one who thinks that Oikawa is a piece of trash ("This is called tough love." You both tell Oikawa to which he only pouts at).

Sometimes, Oikawa has to bail out on your hangouts due to volleyball but you find that you don't really mind.

You and Iwaizumi get closer. Going on a first name basis that makes you feel comfortable enough to ask him to join you on spontaneous ideas you come up with.

"I don't understand how I let you talk me through this."

"I have super powers. Deal with it."

You tell (F/n) about all your adventures with Hajime and you even introduce them to both Oikawa and Hajime.

"I feel like I'd be punching Oikawa a lot. Is that normal?"

"Please, be our guest."

"Iwa-chaaaaan."

As your friendship with Hajime gets closer, you find that you feel more comfortable with him than you do with Oikawa.

You open up about it to your friend and they start teasing you about how you're falling in love with him.

"I am not. I just find them really easy to talk to. I find it easy to talk to you but I'm not in love with you."

"True. But you also don't talk about me twenty-four seve--"

"I do not talk about Hajime twenty-four seven."

"... Right. And who's the topic of this conversation?"

Your pride refuses to answer that question.

You ask Hajime if he wanted to take a walk with you since you decided to take a break from your schoolwork. You also asked Oikawa but he said he had to bail this time. Hajime confirms that he could walk with you, though.

You were having such a great time talking and walking with Hajime that you didn't see him clenching and unclenching his fists nervously.

Before you could rant more about how you hate the projects and the teachers in your classes, Hajime stops walking. You stop walking, too. Confused with his actions.

That's when you finally notice the way that his cheeks are slightly pink (From the cold, maybe?) and his hands that keep opening and closing.

"Hajime? What's up? Are you okay?" Genuinely concerned. "You didn't have to come walk with me if you felt a little under the weather, you know?"

Hajime is quiet for a while.

"No. No, it's not that. I'm fine, really."

You're just even more confused now. "Then, what's up?" Your eyebrow is raised, waiting for him to answer you.

He stays quiet and you patiently wait for him to speak.

"You don't' have to be so nervous, you kno--"

“Do you want to get into a relationship?” He asks and you’re stunned to silence.

"With… who?"

"With, uh, with me." His fists are clenching together even faster now. You're still stunned at what he said.

But at the same time, you feel confused. There’s an ache in your chest that makes you feel queasy. It makes your face scrunch a little.

“You want to be with me...?” You look at him properly to see if there are any indications that this is all a joke or he’s lying, but all you see is a red face.

Iwaizumi’s blush is as clear as day and he looks away from you to hide that, you assume. He sticks his hands in his pockets before answering you. “Yes.”

You want to say yes, but you think about all the times you’ve loved with an end of you giving your everything until there’s nothing left. Until you’re running out of things to say and do. Until they’ve decided that they don’t want to be with you anymore. Until you’ve become broken enough to care about nothing anymore.

“Hajime, I…” you try to accept, you really do, but you’re too afraid. “I’m sorry…”

“Oh.” He sounded disappointed but it also seems like he expected this outcome. “Thank you for being honest with me. I’d still like to be friends, though. If that’s possible.”

You hear him, but you dive back into memories you never wanted to go back to. Your desperate attempts to make them stay, telling them that you’d do better and that you’d fix whatever you thought you broke.

The memories of when they ghost you for months. The memories of waiting for them to reply to your messages that only get shorter. The memories of them just ending everything despite waiting patiently for them to come back.

When you come to, he’s still in front of you. Waiting for an answer. He notices the far away look you had just a few seconds ago but he decides not to comment on it. Instead, he settles with, “Are you okay?”

You blink away the memories and look at him.

Why would such a nice guy come to you? Do you deserve this?

No, you don’t.

“Yeah!” You try to say in a cheery tone that contradicts with your behavior and shaky voice. “I’m okay. I’m sorry, Iwaizumi-san, but I--” you cut yourself off.

Is this really the best thing to do?

You sigh and force yourself to push the words out of your mouth. “I don’t think we can stay friends, either.” You look away with guilt that bursts throughout your entire body. Making your feet curl, your fingers itching to turn into fists, and your chest feels heavier and heavier the longer you stand in front of Iwaizumi.

“Oh.”

He sounds disappointed, again.

‘It’s for the best.’ You convince yourself. ‘Apologize and walk away. You don’t deserve this.’

“I’m really sorry, Iwaizumi-san. Goodbye.” You walk away from him, with a heavy mind and a heavy chest. The further you walk away from him, the more your chest feels like it’s dragging you down and slowing your movements.

As you continue to walk, a tiny part of you hopes he decides to chase you. You hope he decides to hold your hand or call out to you. Just anything that implies he would chase after you.

But Iwaizumi is a nice and respectful man. This is reality and your hopes are based on fantasies and cliches. You reach the comfort of your bed with no one holding your hand. You reach the comfort of your bed with no one calling out to you.

You’re in your room with the lights off, under your blanket, seeking for any kind of warmth to make the cold disappear. Staring at the ceiling, the wall, the laundry that’s piling up, the table that has your laptop, the mirror, and back to your ceiling.

You want to cry, but tell yourself that you have no right to. You made that decision and you were the one who said it was for the best. You try to fall asleep but the lump in your throat makes it hard. Sighing in frustration, a tear falls from your eye.

“Tsk.”

Sighing again, you sit up and stare at a random spot in your room. Letting your thoughts roam free. Letting them dance in your head that only seems to taunt you.

In the barely lit room, you see your phone light up. You stare at it until the light is gone and stare at it for a few more seconds before deciding to check on the notification.

‘You good?’

Is what the message says. Your friend knew that you’d be with Iwaizumi today. Even teased you about it. But how’d they know to check up on you?

Another message was sent.

‘Iwaizumi asked me to check up on you. Want me to come over?’

And of course Iwaizumi asks your friend to check up on you.

You think about it for a while, but ultimately decide that you don’t want to see anyone. But you do tell them everything that happened. Your insecurities and hesitance to get into a relationship. It all stumbles out.

‘I’m going to call you.’

Before you could do anything, their contact name shows up and you decide to just answer the call.

It’s silent on the other side for a while and you’re too drained to say anything or clarify that they’re in the call.

It’s silent for a few more moments until they decide to finally speak.

“I understand that you’re hesitant and afraid, (Y/n), I really do. I’d be afraid, too.” They start. “But it’s not fair to assume that with every person you meet.”

“But they used to be like that. What if Iwa is the same? I don’t think I can handle another, (F/n). I’ll break even more. I can’t…” You trail off, afraid to continue because the tears have decided to finally fall and a sob is ready to force itself out of your throat.

“(Y/n).” Their tone is firm. “Didn’t you want to experience that fluffy love that you talked about? The one about… uh…” Your friend trails off, trying to remember your words. It made you choke out a little laugh. “The one about buying you flowers or cuddling and shit.”

You sniff and wipe your nose with your shirt. “Well, yeah. I do.” You admit. “But I firmly believe that I'm not deserving of it.”

“You can’t decide how deserving you are of something. It doesn’t just hurt you, it hurts other people as well.” You stay quiet as they speak. “Don’t you like this guy, (Y/n)?” They ask. “Everyone is deserving of love. Even you. So if you want this dude, and he wants you, why not give him a chance?”

Your conversation lasted a bit longer. Talking about anything once the main purpose of the call was somewhat over. Before your friend actually hangs up the call, they give you one more piece of advice. “Talk to him, okay?”

You say your goodbyes and you’re left in your own thoughts again. This time, with the wise words of your friend instead of your negative ones.

----

“They rejected me.” Is what Iwaizumi tells his closest friend. “Said that they couldn’t be friends with me either.”

Iwaizumi and Oikawa met up after the whole fiasco happened. With Oikawa wanting to know what happened, they stayed in a coffee shop to put caffeine into their system and hopefully ease the heartache that Iwaizumi is most likely feeling.

“Well, I can still be friends with her, right?” Oikawa teasingly tells his friend but quickly stops when he sees the focused look Iwaizumi has.

“They looked like they wanted to say yes. But they stopped themselves.” Iwaizumi’s mind drifts back to your torn look and fear filled eyes. He wonders what you’ve been through. “I asked (F/n) to check on them.”

“Always such a gentleman aren’t you.”

“Shut up.”

The two friends are surrounded by a comfortable silence but with the silence comes the noisy mind of Hajime.

He wanted to ask you what was wrong, but you said it yourself. You didn’t want to be friends. He wanted to respect your decision but he wanted to check on you. He wanted to ease your pain in any way that he could. He couldn’t just leave you to your own suffering but he didn’t want to scare you away.

“That’s the problem, isn’t it?” Oikawa suddenly asks.

“Huh?”

“You’re always such a gentleman.” Oikawa explains. “Try being selfish for once. You want to run to them, don’t you? You want to check on them and ask why they seem so hesitant.” Oikawa looks at Iwaizumi and gives him a cheeky smile. “Why don’t you chase after them? You like them a lot, right?”

Iwaizumi is silent as he stares at his cup of coffee. He did want to chase you. But what if you didn’t want him to?

“What if they don’t want to be chased?”

“You said they wanted to say yes but stopped themselves. Is that not proof enough?”

For the rest of the day, Oikawa’s question repeats in his mind no matter how much he tries to get it out.

He thinks about Oikawa's words so much that he thinks about it for days until he suddenly finds himself going to your apartment. Knocking on your door.

His anxiety grows every second that you don’t open the door.

God, what if you weren’t even home?

His feet start tapping on the floor and he places his hands in his pockets. Clenching and unclenching them.

His movements stop once the door finally opens.

---

“Hajime? What are you doing here?” Seeing him made your chest tug a little (either from happiness or guilt, you weren’t sure. Maybe it was a mix of both?). “Did you need something?”

Hajime only stares at you and he looks as confused as you are. With the cold breeze of the night, you thought it wise to bring Hajime inside before he gets a cold.

“Do you want a drink?”

He declines your offer and you’re both swallowed in awkward silence. The last time you’ve spoken to each other was his confession.

That you rejected.

And then proceeded to say that you didn’t want to be friends.

So to say that the silence was awkward was the understatement of the century.

'Talk to him, okay?'

Your friend's words echo in your head but you decide to ignore it. Trying to tell yourself that the heavy air between you and Iwaizumi is just in your head.

You wanted to sit down and offer Hajime a seat but the words are stuck in your throat. Why? Most likely because of the awkward tension that’s happening. However, you try to push out the words.

“Do you want to--”

“About the--”

Both of you shut up after hearing the other person speak. Hajime gives you the chance to speak, but you decided to hear him first. After all, he did come for you. Didn’t he?

Motioning for him to speak first, he clears his throat. “About the confession that happened, I kind of noticed that you were... hesitant.”

Everything seemed to stop for you. He noticed that? It was back to the silence but it was more suffocating this time. For the both of you. While you were diving back into unwanted memories, Hajime was back to overthinking.

Was that a mistake to point out? Did he make you uncomfortable? Was that something you weren't ready to talk about? Oh god, he probably screwed up real bad.

You and Hajime continue to be surrounded by the tight silence. Anxiety eating away at you both for different reasons.

“Uh, (Y/n)?”

“Oh. Sorry, Hajime.”

You debate on telling him the truth or a half truth. But seeing him in front of you late in the evening, you think that he deserves to hear the reason why you rejected him.

Swallowing your pride and anxiety, you tell him why you rejected him in the first place.

“I’m afraid.”

“Afraid?”

“That when I get with you, it’ll end the same." Your voice starts to get shaky at this point. Memories and experiences playing through your mind that make you hold your arm as tight as you could just to ground yourself.

"That when I get with you, I’ll be the one chasing you. I’ll be the one begging for you to come back. I’ll blame you for making the first move in everything but in the end I’ll forgive you because that’s how stupid I am when it comes to all this love bullshit.

“I’ll have to see you move on faster than I ever could and I’ll be in my room closed off from the world because I’ve given everything I could ever give to you and I’ll start thinking that you used me and that you were bored and I was just someone you could pass the time with. That I'm someone you never really cared for or loved.”

The tears are slowly falling down your face as new tears form in your eyes. The hurt in them is as clear as day and your eyebrows scrunching in frustration of yourself. You’ve told yourself that you’ve moved on and that you’re doing better without them. That you're completely fine wanting something that you know you could never get.

So why does your chest constrict so much that you're gripping on your shirt like a lifeline?

Why do you feel hurt even when you've convinced yourself everyday that no one could ever love you?

Did you not convince yourself enough?

“I’m afraid you’re gonna leave like the rest, I’m afraid I’m gonna run out of things to say, I’m afraid I’m gonna love so hard I’ll have nothing left to give and when I have nothing left to give you'll see it pointless to be with me. I’m so afraid, Hajime.” Your tears are falling faster now. Your voice shakes even more as you repeat how afraid you are to love. You’re facing downward but your eyes are shut tight. Hoping that that’s enough to stop your mind from thinking of anything. “I’m afraid I’m not worthy to be loved.”

As Hajime listens, his heart breaks in big chunks. Breaking into even more pieces as it hits the ground. His brows are furrowed, his eyes stare holes into you, hoping that you’d look at him so you can see how he only wants to love you the way you deserve to be loved, to care for you the way you deserve to be cared for, and to help you the way you deserve to be helped.

He wants to hold you, comfort you, show you that you do deserve to be loved. He’ll remind you every chance he gets. Even if you don’t believe it at first, he’ll be patient with you.

He tries to take a quiet step forward but you hear the quiet shuffle that his movements make and you take a step back. That makes Hajime question his movements. Should he not go to you?

“Don’t.” You whisper so quietly with tears still falling and Hajime wants to wipe those tears away.

He decides to trust Oikawa for once and be selfish. He continues to walk towards you until he’s finally able to hug you. Holding your head against his shoulder and rubbing your back soothingly.

“I’m sorry for hugging you so suddenly,” he starts softly, “but I just couldn’t handle it anymore.” He hugs you tighter and he notices how you’re slowly relaxing into his hug. Whether you’re consciously or unconsciously doing it is beyond him. “You deserve to be loved. I’ll help you realize that. No matter how long it takes.”

You stay in his hug for a while but it doesn’t seem like Hajime minds. You try to take a peek at him but he’s already looking at you with so much worry but there’s also so much love that it makes you feel emotional again.

Your doubts start spilling out and before you can even stop yourself, you’re asking him in a hushed voice, thinking that the moment would disappear if you disrupt the silence that envelops you both. “But what if you leave? What if I run out of love to give? What if you decide I’m not worth your time?”

Hajime continues to look at your eyes, trying to look for answers in them.

How could you think that way when you have so much to give? How could you think that when you’re so selfless to the people you love? How could he ever leave you when you’re so imperfectly perfect in his eyes?

The silence that follows your questions only gives you room to stare at him back. As you stare, you start thinking that maybe, just maybe, you’ll give it one more shot.

“I will stay for as long as you have me.” Is what he replies with and that’s more than enough for you. “We’ll take it slow, I promise.” Hajime’s arm circles around your waist, pulling you close until there’s barely any space left. His head is leaning in, thinking that he would kiss you, you close your eyes. But instead, you only feel his forehead touching yours. “I’ll let you call on the shots, okay?”

You can feel him breathe and it calms you. His words overwhelm you enough to have tears in your eyes again. He’s going to let you decide. He’s putting you first. Your eyes squeeze shut even more, hoping to stop the tears from flowing but it’s all in vain.

Even if the tears flow, he’s there to wipe them away and it feels warm and it feels comforting. Like you could breathe. Like your anxieties are being wiped away with those tears.

With a shaky voice, you reply.

“Okay.”

This fic was longer than I expected. However! I like how it turned out! I hope you guys liked this too and I hope you all know that you’re worthy of love even if you don’t think so :))

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Iwaizumi Hajime: Second Encounter

First Meeting

*not edited*

Ever since Kiyoko joined the team back in first yr, you’ve been karasuno’s hype man

(she was nervous about committing to something again and asked you to do it with her)

You weren’t a manager in the beginning, you just went to every practice and game for moral support

But then you started learning about the game and became a sort of coach for the team

Studying other teams and helping them train as best you could

Once you became invested (which honestly didn’t take very long) you signed on as manager

Of course you weren’t an actual coach, so there was only so much you could do

And you were relieved when Coach Ukai came back to the team.

You got to see how an actual coach worked and were less involved in training and more involved in side work

Now that he’s gone again, you’ve taken over again

It’s also why you’re standing w/ your teacher, Takeda, to shake Seijoh’s hands

The coaches were confused, to say the least

But you don’t think the team saw you

Which was a shame

You really needed to return this jacket

You had noticed him while surveying the team

Jersey #1, the guy who hit you w/ a water balloon

You recall his friend calling him Iwa-chan, but you know from the team roster that is real name is Iwaizumi

You weren’t going to interrupt a game to return a jacket, tho

So you’d have to wait ‘til the end

Through out the match you judged your team’s skills

You almost busted a lung when Hinata hit Kageyama at the end of the first set

You had lost that set, but you took it back in the second set

In addition to judging your team, you also payed attention to the other team

Who to look out for, who was a threat

Who was a minor inconvenience, at best

Not to mention flinching every time Iwaizumi spiked the ball

bara arms 🤤

You rubbed the spot the balloon hit, wondering why there wasn’t a hole

And then things got interesting

As Karasuno was about to take the second set, Seijoh’s captain finally showed

Apparently he had a knee injury and had to get it checked

You had an intense moral battle over whether or not you should exploit that

But you sympathized, you had a knee injury too

Yours took you out off the track, however

They brought him in as a pinch server at the end of the third set to score the last few points

You actually had faith in your boys up until Oikawa served

Then like the air that left you, you lost all hope

On the inside

On the outside you were still cheering

He may have had a killer serve

But you had a freak quick

And the feeling of satisfaction you got from the looks on their faces-

Godtier

Finally, the match was over

And your team lined up in front of you

After Sensei’s ‘speech’, you merely mentioned the amount of training you were going to put them through

They were not looking forward to it

Once Seijoh was done thanking you both, Sensei fumbled his way through another speech

Meanwhile, you assessed everyone on the team

Matching faces to the roster

Once you got to Oikawa you were startled to see him already looking at you

Smirking - he didn’t take his eyes off you the whole time

When Sensei finished he turned to you and asked if you wanted to say anything

“Why are you smirking at me?” You glared at the captain

If possible his smirk get wider

“Sorry, you just look so different when your not drenched”

He turned to his friend

Who just now seemed to realize who you are

“Right, Iwa-chan~”

Taking sympathy on the poor guy-

Who honestly looked like he was struggling between killing Oikawa and being embarrassed -

You cut in

“I bet I do, Shitty-kawa. But that reminds me.”

You mak ethe executive decision to ignore is whining

and the confused people around you

Grabbing the jacket from your bag, you toss it to it’s real owner

“Thanks for letting me borrow it, Iwaizumi.”

“Right, yeah, of course”

An attractive person being mean to Oikawa

And nice to him

The world has flipped on it’s axis

“Yah, don’t ignore me!”

“I’ll ignore you all I want!”

Fight! Fight! Fight!

Your glaring contest is setting your teacher on edge, stop it

“Maybe we should get going”

Reminded of where you are & who you’re w/ you regain your composure

Clearing your throat, you say “Yes. I need to start making a plan for Hinata. Bc as funny as hitting Kageyama was, it can’t happen again!”

You say the last part loud enough for him to hear you from where he is.

When the rest of the team starts sniggering you added

“The rest of you need work too, don’t go thinking your off the hook.”

You glowered at them and jerked your thumb over your shoulder

“Now get on the bus, we’ve taken up enough of their time”

“Yes, Coach”

At their sarcastic response you deepened your expression and they hurried away

You bowed w/ Kiyoko at Seijoh’s coaches then started off after the team

As you turned away gave Iwaizumi a smile and peace sign

and sneered at oikawa

Poor guy, so slick w/ friends and on the court

Immediately flustered by you

You gorgeous thing you 😘

Fortunately for him their coaches prolonged the inevitable teasing

“They seem really young for a coach”

“Oh they’re not actually” Takeda supplies

One look at their lost face had him explaining more

“They signed on as a manager w/ Shimizu their first year. But I’ve heard from the third years that they took on the role bc they didn’t have a coach.

“They learned everything they could about volleyball to make sure the team had a fighting chance”

He looked over to where you were messing around w/ Yamaguichi

“They’re the teams main support stream, They’re really reliable and admirable” He finished w/ a fond smile

Before turning to Seijoh and apologizing for rambling

But good on you for being such a good person

👏👏👏

As soon as Karasuno was fully out the door the team rounded on Iwaizumi

“You saw them drenched in water?”

“How do you know them?”

“Can you introduce me, they’re hot!”

“Now, now everybody one at a time. You’re going to overwhelm him. It’s not everyday someone attractive notices our Iwa-chan~”

“Shut up, Crappy-kawa! You were there too!”

Rubbing his now bruised shoulder, Oikawa made it known that “I’m not the one who hit them with a water balloon”

“You hit them with a water balloon?!” The team exclaimed

“It was an accident!”

He’s too flustered to even try and look intimidating

And of course was adding fuel to the fire

“But you did stare at their chest”

“I did not!”

He was about to hit Oikawa again

Except the coaches managed to get everyone’s attention

Effectively silencing all the howling from the rest of the team

“As entertaining as this is; Karasuno still managed to beat us, despite their inexperience”

“So let’s get to work”

Iwaizumi let out a breath of relief to get the attention off of him.

Of course the other third years will never let him live this down

“So did they look good wet?”

“I didn’t look! Shut up!”

And for all you being like ‘he so looked’ if you go back you’ll see that he actually didn’t

Bc Iwa-chan is best boy

The Kirishima of Haikyuu

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leileisa · 3 years

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love is on its way

various! haikyuu x reader

a series of independent fics based off of songs written by the jonas brothers

‣it’s alright, you’ll find a brighter day ‣cause love is on its way

hold on [kuroo tetsurō x reader] [ soulmate!au ]

⌙ kuroo has been against love since the very beginning, but maybe you can give him something to hold onto.

when you love someone, and they break your heart don’t give up on love, have faith restart

video girl [ kenma kozume x reader ]

⌙ kenma’s not too sure what his feelings about you are.

video girl who rocked my world for a whole two seconds, and now i know i’m not about to be another victim of the video girl syndrome

l.a. baby [ iwaizume hajime x reader ]

⌙ hajime realizes he left something in california.

it’s the two of us tonight, we can make it last forever we’ll need to realize it’s just you and me together

a little bit longer [ oikawa tōru x reader ]

⌙ oikawa thought that breaking up with you was for the best, but when he sees you smile without him, his heart breaks.

all this time goes by, with still no reason why a little bit longer and i’ll be fine

pushin’ me away [ matsukawa issei x reader ]

⌙ you and matsukawa have been at each other’s throats since the beginning. you’re confident he hates you, but he has other reasons he gets on your nerves.

pushing me away, every last word, every single thing you say pushing me away, try to stop be but it’s already too late

what a man gotta do [ miya atsumu x reader ]

⌙ atsumu’s pretty sure he broke your ‘no feelings’ rule.

i’m not tryin’ to be your part-time lover, sign me up for that full time, i’m yours

lonely [ miya osamu x reader ]

⌙ osamu is tired of seeing you get your heart broken.

i think you should be alone with me, cause we don’t have to be lonely

when you look me in the eye [ kita shinsuke x reader ]

⌙ kita’s so glad he has you.

when you look me in the eyes, i catch a glimpse of heaven, i find my paradise

sucker [ daichi sawamura x reader ] [ gang! au ]

⌙ daichi would follow you to the end of the earth, and he wants you to know that.

say the word and i’ll go anywhere blindly, i’m a sucker for you

hesitate [ sugawara kōshi x reader ]

⌙ you’ve been by suga’s side since the beginning, and he wants you to know that he has your back too.

i thank the oceans for giving me you, you saved me once and now i’ll save you too

five more minutes [ tsukishima kei x reader ]

⌙ tsukki doesn’t want you to get out of bed.

give me five more minutes, baby, i’m not finished loving you

pom poms [ bokuto kōtarō x reader ]

⌙ bokuto loves seeing you cheer for him.

more to love when your hands are free, baby put your pom poms down for me

lovebug [ akaashi keiji x reader ]

⌙ you’ve got akaashi wrapped around your finger, but you don’t even know.

i think about your eyes all the time, you’re beautiful but you don’t even try

X [ terushima yūji x reader ]

⌙ terushima loved the way that you danced like you were the only one in the room.

don’t be afraid of something new, if you play it right, you can be that someone who wont leave me lonely tonight

✗ all the songs above belong to the jonas brothers! can i get an amen

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shinaus · 4 years

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DAY 8

pets ➵ hajime iwaizumi

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"Can I know where we're going yet?" you ask towards your boyfriend, shifting the eye mask you usually wear to bed he's opted for a blindfold to fit more comfortably. For a split second you're able to catch a look at him, only causing you to huff when it means you see him shake his head at you.

"Soon, baby. Just be patient for me, we'll be there in no time" he says reassuringly, feeling yourself relax more into the seat when he gives your thigh a reassuring squeeze.

You'd been dating Hajime for a few years, but only recently did you both make the choice to rent an apartment and move in together. It was going really well as much as the both of you were concerned, considering you'd still spent every spare second together when you lived separately. Not long after you were officially unpacked was your anniversary of when he had first asked you out, which is why you now find yourself being driven to wherever he planned on going.

Not long after you had come out of your thoughts, mostly trying to figure out where on Earth he was driving to, you realise he's parked the car. Even though you can't see anything, you can sense him turning himself to face you now. "Okay, you can take it off now" he tells you, hearing him laugh to himself when you practically rip the eye mask away from your face.

Looking around, you're surprised to only see an empty lot around you. That is, until you're both starting to get out of the car - not being able to stop the gasp that comes from you. Since now in front of you, is the city's local animal shelter.

"Hajime..." you start, looking back over at him and catching the smirk on his face. "Why are we here?". To him, your curiousity was more than expected, since this was a surprise for you. For a while he'd been thinking about what he could do for you as well as find a new way to solidify your relationship.

To him, you were both still a bit young to get married - though he would propose to you any day if he could. This is a lot of a tamer option though he realised, the chance to own a pet together since you now share the same living space. Watching the way your eyes light up was enough for him as is, so there's only so much his heart can take when you actually get inside.

"I was thinking, why don't we go hang out with some rescues today?" he asks sweetly, planting a kiss on your forehead when you excitedly rush towards him. "Who knows, if we bond with one we might even take one home..". That really sets you off, gripping his hand to practically drag him inside. It causes him to laugh again, jogging for a second just to catch up with you before you get into a conversation with the girl at the front desk.

Once you're both given a rundown of how the shelter works, including to let her know if there's any animals you want to meet in separate rooms - it's Hajime's turn to lead you now. With your hand securely held in his, the both of you slow down at just about every pen to say your hellos to the animal in it. Though it's unspoken, the two of you could easily spend forever there, especially when you see the expression on the others face when you get a tail wag or a bark in response from some of the dogs.

It isn't until you watch as he stops almost dead in his tracks in front of a certain pen that you realise, this might be the one he's set his heart on. When you have a look to see what animal it is, you feel your heart almost burst. In it was probably the lankiest dog you've ever seen, a doberman not even a year old.

Looking up at Hajime, you laugh when you can practically see the hearts in his eyes. Pulling his hand to get his attention, you plant a cheek on his cheek before his eyes meet yours. "Wanna meet him, baby?" you ask him softly, smiling widely when he nods almost right away. Looking up at the papers on the glass, you make sure both you and the dog would be right for each other.

'Preferred forever family would be a young couple with plenty free time. He loves going for runs, cuddles on the couch and learning new tricks'. Perfect. Right away you go over to the girl at the desk to ask if you could use one of the free rooms, your boyfriend now crouching against the glass as the puppy comes up excitedly to meet his eyes.

As soon as you're sat on the floor of the secluded space, you can practically feel the excitement radiating off of Hajime. When the puppy bounds in, you fully let the two of them get their energy out in meeting each other. The tail never stops wagging, running all around the room when he stands to match his energy. The sight makes you somehow fall even more in love with him and start with the puppy - knowing immediately that this is the one for you both.

As if to further solidify it, once the initial running around is finished the puppy turns a little more timid when it realises your presence. Wandering over slowly, he gives your leg a small paw before immediately leaning his head into your hand when you reach up to pet him. The action makes you giggle, bringing your other hand to meet the first and give the baby as many pets as he wants.

Looking up at Hajime after a minutes, its clear you're both thinking the same thing. Looking towards the girl at the other end of the room, it makes you both laugh straight afterwards as you say in unison. "We'll take him."

Filling the car with supplies for your new addition, he lies comfortably in the backseat as you both start driving again. Leaning over, you give him a quick pat before turning your attention back to your boyfriend. Reaching out to stroke the side of his face with your knuckles, you smile sweetly as he smiles over at you. "Successful day, you think?"

He chuckles at that, giving your hand a quick peck before focusing on driving you all home. "Definitely" he tells you, matching your expression unknowingly. "Happy anniversary, baby".

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sugawarassoulmate · 1 year

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best friend!iwa who makes peace with the fact that you're probably not going to permanently break up with your boyfriend but can rest knowing that he's all you think about when you're having sex with that loser.

"i know you're going back to him," iwaizumi breathes, pinning you down to his mattress. you shook your head no but he knew better. you always went crawling back to that limp-dick boyfriend of yours after iwa fucked you good and hard. "i'm not stupid, don't give me that."

he wraps a hand around your throat, forcing you to look at him. "i don't really give a fuck what or who you do anymore." he was lying through his teeth—he'd give anything to make you his but that wasn't his reality at the moment.

"but if you're gonna be with him, you better think about me when he's fucking you. i bet you already do though. think about my cock splitting you open and my lips against your skin, hm?"

you grasp at his hand and he gives you a bit of mercy, opening your airways once again. "haji..."

"you only think about me. you only get off to me," every word is made clear with a harsh snap of his hips. you can't form the words but iwa can feel your approval with how your legs wrap around him, trapping him inside you.

"that's my baby, gonna send you back to that loser with my fucking cum running down your thigh."

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tsumtsumland · 4 years

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In Tears and Bad Endings

Summary: You and Iwaizumi have a peculiar relationship but it’s no longer working for you.

Pairing: Hajime Iwaizumi x f!reader

Genre: Angst (set in collegeverse)

Warnings: mentions of smut, adult situations, angst.

Word Count: 2.2k

You gave yourself a once over in the mirror, deciding that the cute dress you were wearing was good enough for tonight. You and Hajime had been seeing each other for almost a year now, and no matter what you wore he always said you looked beautiful, but you still liked to make the effort. You met him through a mutual friend last year at a volleyball game between your college and his, and you both hit it off instantly. No one knew you were seeing each other until several months into it, and the only reason anyone found out was because one of his friends, Hanamaki, had run into the both of you together. You usually met at hotels because of the distance between your respective universities, but now that you thought of it, this was always Hajime’s idea and you just went along with it. The drive this time was a bit longer than the last, and it gave you some time to think about things between you both, or overthink in your case.

The last time you both met was about a month ago and you did bring up the issue, but you quickly diverted from the topic, not wanting to ruin the mood. You regret that now. When you hear your friends talk about their relationships, you realize that it’s nothing like yours. They go on dates, and talk to each other all the time, not saying that you and Hajime don’t talk, you do, a lot, but mainly in person since neither of you were big phone people. Most of the talking you did was when you met him ever so often. Apart from that, you both seem to live separate lives, apart from random texts and the occasional phone call. At the beginning it was great, you were both on the same page, deciding that this is how it would be because school came first, and meeting each other often was not ideal with the distance. Lately you’d been wondering if you were even together, or if it was just physical.

The sound of your car engine slowly dying down kickstarts your anxiety, and you end up sitting in the parking lot trying to calm yourself down before entering the building. The hotel is nice, not too shabby, but not too fancy either. You would know, you had been to both types before. This is a usual occurrence, he sends you his location, and you show up at the designated place. You always ask why it has to be like this and he always gives you the same answer, “It’s easier this way y/n.” At this point you no longer question it because you know his answer wouldn’t change. Since your last meeting with him, these thoughts had been eating you up and you had made the decision that as much as you loved him, this was just not working out for you anymore. You pick up your phone and glance at the time, you had been sitting there for almost half hour, he was probably mad. This time you didn’t care so much.

When you finally made it up to the room, you barely had time to knock properly and the door was swinging open. The annoyed look on his face was hard to miss. “Haji—” you gasped when he smashed his lips on yours, pushing you back against the now closed door. You cursed at yourself internally at how easily your body responded, melting into the kiss and his embrace. All coherent thoughts were soon drowned out by Hajime’s roaming hands, leaving a trail of fire on every inch of skin he touched.

You lie back on the comfortable hotel bed when you were finished, trying to even out your breathing. Your eyes land on the other occupant of the bed who was in a similar situation, breathing heavily, covered in a thin layer of sweat. He was gorgeous, looking like a work of art, all sculpted and bronze, illuminated by the dim lamp on the bedside table. It made your heart hurt. You turned your head away closing your eyes tightly, in an attempt to fight away the uncomfortable heaviness in your chest. Hajime noticed your change in demeanour almost immediately. Of course he did, he was observant, and he knew you better than almost anyone, those were some of the things that made you fall for him in the first place. You’re not sure how it turned out like this, these secret meetings in random hotels but you knew for sure that they were no longer working for you.

“What is it?” he asked, snapping you out of your thoughts. His hand comes up to caress your cheek and you find yourself involuntarily moving away from his touch. Ironic, considering that you two were just about as close as two people could be. A look of surprise and hurt flashes across his face but he masks it as soon as it comes.

“It’s nothing,” you mumble, sitting upright and pulling the sheets up to cover you. Suddenly you felt naked in the worst way possible. You glance around the room trying to locate your clothes and he sits up next to you, reaching over the side of the bed to grab his boxers and pull them on.

“It’s not nothing,” he says firmly, trying to catch your eyes. He knew you too damn well, it was almost impossible for you to not spill the beans if you looked at him.

You get up gingerly, trying not to wobble. The weakness that still lingered in your legs made this harder than it normally would be. Usually he would massage them for you but right now you just wanted to find your clothes.

“Y/n...”

You spotted your dress lying haphazardly on the floor and headed towards it, ignoring him. As you were about to bend down to pick it up you felt a hand on your wrist. “Let go,” you muttered quietly, your voice hoarse from overuse. He didn’t budge, he leaned down and picked your dress up and handed it to you.

“Are you going to tell me what’s going on?” Hajime asked, turning you around gently by your shoulders to face him.

You refused to make eye contact with him, choosing instead to look at the tacky patterns on the carpet. “I’m going to go change,” you told him, avoiding the question yet again. You walked quickly to the bathroom closing the door behind you. You let out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding, leaning back against the wall. Your reflection in the mirror stared back at you conveying just how conflicted you were on the inside; it was no wonder the man noticed so easily.

The sheet dropped to the floor and you inspected your body in under the light in the mirror for any marks that might be evident. There were a few on your collarbones and thighs but they were easily hidden by your clothes. You washed your face and pulled your dress back on, hoping to look a little more alive before you went back out to him.

When you were satisfied with your slightly better appearance you walked back into the room. Hajime was sitting on the bed, fully clothed now, looking quite perplexed. You frowned knowing the reason for it was you. You never wanted to cause him any problems, but this was just too much for you now.

“Hajime…”

He looked up at you waiting for you to continue. You felt your heart sink at the words you were about to say.

“I’m done.”

He looked confused for a moment before his eyes widened with realization. “What are you saying y/n? This is a joke right?” he asked laughing a little.

“I’m…not joking,” you answered stiffly, effectively wiping the humour right off his face.

“What’s wrong? I thought we were good?”

“Maybe for you we are, but not for me,” you sighed, “This whole meet up and fuck thing just isn’t making the cut for me anymore.”

“What? I thought we agreed that it was easier this way y/n?” he asked, and you could hear the irritation start to seep into his voice.

You looked at him for a moment before being unable to withhold it anymore. “For who?! I only agreed to this because I thought things would progress from here Hajime! Let me ask you something…do you even like me at all?”

Hajime looked at you wide-eyed at your outburst. You held your breath waiting for his response, but after about a minute you realized there was none to come. You bit your lip and nodded, “I understand,” you whispered, but it was loud enough in the silence of the room. You quickly gathered the rest of your clothes that were strewn about the room and tossed them into your bag. Hajime’s eyes followed you around the room silently and you tried to ignore the feeling of being watched. All you wanted was to get out of there as fast as possible.

You made a beeline for the door, not even bothering to say goodbye, not like there was any point now anyway. Out of the corner of your eye you saw him open his mouth as if to say something, but you didn’t wait.

The moment you got into the car the flood of tears you’d been holding back came cascading down your cheeks. Your entire body shook with choked sobs and you struggled to get yourself together. After several minutes you finally stopped sobbing and managed to drive out of the hotel parking lot, but not long after you found yourself in tears again. The blurry lights of a 24-hour convenience store caught your eye and you pulled into the parking lot, you were heartbroken, but you knew better than to drive in this condition. The loud ringing of your phone startled you, Hajime’s name showed up in the caller ID with that stupid little heart you put next to it, which made you sob even harder. He kept calling, a total of eight times before you finally shut your phone off.

It took about two hours before you were calm enough to resume your drive back to your place. You felt completely drained, you had no tears left, your body felt numb as you dragged yourself up the stairs of your building. A hot shower and your bed were all you needed right now, perhaps you’d feel better in the morning.

The days came and went with no word from Hajime after that night. Soon those days turned into months, and you somehow managed to hold your life together long enough to get through the semester, with good grades too. You were proud of yourself. It was no easy feat, being completely shattered on the inside and having to act like nothing was wrong.

After some time, the pain numbed, but never fully went away. You spent your days absorbed in your work, and the rest of the time just going through the motions like a zombie. You wanted closure but you knew Hajime, and after he reached out that night and you declined his calls, the chances of getting any were very slim. With time, you came to accept that it was what it was, you couldn’t continue on like that, and from Hajime’s response or lack thereof to the entire thing, none of it was ever going to change.

Your and Hajime’s mutual friend, Ushijima, invited you to his final game of the semester. The game was again, against your university, just like the first time you met Hajime. You considered not going but your friends convinced you that maybe he wouldn’t be there. It was also the last time you would be seeing Ushijima for some time since he was moving to America for a bit to train and spend time with his dad, so you decided to go.

The game was intense, and the stadium was packed to maximum capacity with people from both universities. It was so crowded that even though your eyes scanned the faces, there was no sight of Hajime. A part of you was extremely relieved at this, whilst the other part was still nervous. You stood at the side of one of the bleachers wringing your hands, a nervous habit you’d always had.

“Are you okay?” came a voice scarily close to your ear, making you nearly jump out of your skin in fright.

You swung around holding your chest, “Oh my God! You scared me!” you gasped at the stranger, who rendered you speechless when you looked at his face. He was downright gorgeous, like something out of a manga. This thought shocked you, you had never even looked at another guy since you’d been seeing Hajime.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to! It’s just you were standing here looking really nervous, I thought something was wrong,” the chocolate haired boy said, looking guilty. “The only way for you to hear me with the noise was to be this close.”

“Ah, it’s o-okay,” you answered, still disarmed by the boy’s looks and his closeness. “I’m alright.”

“Uh, okay, do you want to sit with me?” he asked nodding to a few empty seats in the row next to you.

You looked around once more, noting that there were barely any seats left and nodded. “I would, thank you…?”

“Tooru,” he smiled, and a flutter of butterflies erupted in your stomach.

“Y/n,” you supplied in return, taking his extended hand to lead you into the row.

Maybe things would be okay after all.

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xnchxntmxnt · 3 years

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𝐴 𝑀𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝐹𝑟𝑜𝑚...𝐼𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑧𝑢𝑚𝑖 𝐻𝑎𝑗𝑖𝑚𝑒

I was not really having a great night and one of my amazing friends gave me some advice, so I wrote this in hoping i could help someone with the same words. @radioactive-gold, I love you so much and you’re amazing thank you <3

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I don’t know what you’ve been thinking about lately, but whatever it is...don’t believe when your mind tells you bad things about yourself. I know...I know sometimes it’s hard. And I know sometimes it hurts. You’re angry because you hear “it gets better” all the time but you want it to be better now and you feel helpless right? Or something along those lines.

Let me tell you: having bad days is completely valid. You’re allowed to be upset, to cry, to feel like everything you’ve been doing just isn’t working. You’re allowed to backtrack because recovery isn’t linear. This doesn’t mean fall back on your old habits, but I mean it’s understandable.

I get how tough things are right now. I wish I could fix it for you, but I can‘t. So I’m trusting you to fix it. I’m believing in you. Keep holding on for the both of us, and before you know it, your pure, genuine happiness will be a reality.

I’m so, so proud of you for making it this far, remember, you’ve got this. I love you. And thank you for giving yourself a second chance because you deserve it. We’ll talk soon. I love you.

Reqs for this series are always open even if I close requests (which are still open btw don’t worry)—if I can make someone smile with these, then I did my job. If you’ve got a character/topic/scene you want me to write about, please let me know!

Remember to take care of yourselves. Sending love <3

~Spencer☀︎︎

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rosys-fans-fics · 4 years

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Going Against Nature - Part 4

Her first class was literature, which was usually one of (y/n)’s favorite classes but sadly the class had been reading a historical romance novel about the struggles of an Omega. The romance was cute, (y/n) definitely liked the writing style and the romance was sweet, but it held many troublesome ideas. The main romance antagonist was a Beta, not just a Beta, but some of the worst stereotypes of Betas. She was slutty, covered herself in Omega scent perfume, and was trying to keep the Omega and Alpha apart. Not only was the book a terrible attack on Betas, but it had caused her classmates to start bullying her.

‘Whatever,’ (y/n) thought, ‘I can handle one class.’ She pulled out her notebook, pencils, and the book and began compiling a few quotes to use in her final paper.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp touch around her neck and before she knew it, (y/n) lurched forward away from the hands and covered her neck. Her mind started racing to horrific places. Was someone going to bite her? Or were they going to choke her.

A harsh laugh broke her chain of thought, “I can’t believe it! Betas are so jumpy. That’s not good for hanging out with an alpha.” The hand and voice belonged to a male classmate, probably an Omega. He wore a shit eating grin like seeing (y/n) in pain was the funniest thing ever.

(y/n) kept her head lowered and hands wrapped securely around her neck. Her adrenaline was pumping and she could hear her heartbeat in her ears. She couldn’t focus on the boy, rather she started to take slow breaths to avoid a panic attack.

“Hey are you going to talk or what, Beta?” the omega reached out to touch her again.

(y/n) swatted his hand away, “Step. Off” she said between deep breaths.

He held up his hands in defense, “Wow, guess you can’t take a joke.” some classmates around them chuckled.

The classroom calmed down once the teacher walked in. Just three hours before lunch, far too long.

(y/n)’s eyes were focused on the classroom’s clock. The seconds slowed down the closer they got to 11 am. She started to put away her stuff as quietly as possible to not alert the teacher. A second before the bell rang, (y/n) grabbed her bag and stood up. The teacher was going to say something but the bell cut her off along with every other student standing up.

(Y/n) weaved between the students filling the desk row and rushed out into the hall. She speed walked to class 2-5 and stood by the door waiting for Iwaizumi to exit his class.

Yuki came out first and smiled at (y/n), “Hey, are you waiting for me or you new alpha?” Yuki bumped shoulders with (y/n) and stood behind her, placing her arm on her shoulder.

“Pth, as if I’d ever wait outside your class just for you,” (y/n) pushed Yuki away with her hip, smiling playfully.

Yuki grabbed her side and bent over in fake pain, “why are you so mean?”

“Hey, you ready for lunch?” Both girls turned to see Iwaizumi standing at the door holding his wrapped lunch box.

(y/n)’s face broke into a big grin once she was him, she slipped her arm around his, “Yep! Just catching up with Yuki.”

Iwaizumi leaned down a bit to smile at her, before obviously sniffing the air, His eyes widened a bit before looking back over at Yuki. (y/n) followed his gaze and gave her a questioning look. Yuki did a weird shrug while looking at Iwaizumi. (y/n) looked back at Iwaizumi, “Okay no weird Alpha stuff.”

Yuki immediately broke out in laughter while Iwaizumi started to flush. He muttered out a quiet sorry while Yuki continued to cackle while trying to apologize. (y/n) took Iwaizumi’s hand and walked away, saying see you later to Yuki who was still laughing. The two walked in silence as she pulled Iwaizumi behind her while she weaved around students in the hallway.

Once the two got outside, (y/n) looked behind herself at him, still pulling him to their spot near the gym. “Okay what was going on between you and Yuki?”

Iwaizumi took some time to respond, “Did something happen in your class?”

The two stopped at their spot, (y/n) turned around fully to face him, “I asked first so you answer first.”

Iwaizumi looked a little ticked before taking a deep breath, “You have a bad scent on you.” (y/n) raised her eyebrow at him, crossing her arms. “It’s a scent that comes out when Alphas and Omegas bully someone.”

(y/n) uncrossed her arms and looked down at the grown, “So you can smell when someone bullies me?”

Iwaizumi nodded, “Do you want to talk about it?”

She looked at him, he looked cute in his plaid pants and short sleeve button up, “ya, let's talk about it.” She sat down and patted the ground next to her.

Iwaizumi sat down next to her and opened up his lunch box. It was a tin one with a design of godzilla on it. He reached into it and took out a cookie and passed it over to her. “You talk and I’ll listen.”

(y/n) took the cookie from his hand, “Thankyou, so after you dropped me off at my class, one of the Omega boys scared me and tried to provoke me about hanging out with you.”

Iwaizumi scooted close enough for their shoulders to touch, “I’m sorry for causing that, do you want me to have a word with him?”

(y/n) looked up at him and smiled, “It’s not your fault, Omegas have issues with Alphas being around Betas. It’s like I’m stepping on their property and taking their things.” (y/n) took a bite of the cookie, “you don’t have to, I’d rather not cause more issues.”

“I think I know something that could help-”

“If you’re going to beat him up, then no.” (y/n) interrupted him.

Iwaizumi shook his head, “Nothing like that, you wouldn’t even notice it.”

(y/n) cocked an eyebrow at him, “Is it some weird alpha thing?”

“No. Well maybe a little for a Beta, but not super weird? I could scent you, it lets others know that you’re under my protection.”

(y/n) looked at him skeptically, “Isn't scenting like super sexual?”

Iwaizumi’s face broke out in a blush, “Well ya but it’s also used between friends and family, it’s super calming for people. The scent I’d be using would be more of a friendship protective thing rather than a sexual partner signafier. Does that make sense?”

“So it’s like telling people you’ll beat them up if they touch me?”

He gave her a big grin, “Exactly that. So would you like to try it?”

(y/n) turned back to her meal, pulling out her apple slices and handed Iwaizumi a few, “I’d like that,” She turned to give Iwaizumi a sharp look, “but if you make it a sexual scent, Yuki will know and will definitely kick your butt.”

The two broke out into a fit of giggles. “Don’t worry, I’ll save that for the future.”

(y/n)’s face heated up at his comment, “Smooth.”

“So,” he placed his hand on her shoulder, “can I scent you?”

Her voice felt lost at how confident he was and all she could do was nod at him.

Iwaizumi carded his left hand through her hair and used his right to pull her closer. He looked her straight in her eyes and said, “Tell me if you want to stop at any point.” His eyes trailed down to the left side of her neck and he leaned in. Iwaizumi touched their cheeks together, she could feel the heat radiating off of him, and he nudged her head slightly, giving him better access to her neck. His right hand left her shoulder, sliding down to (y/n)’s waist to pull their bodies flushed together. (y/n) shivered at his warm breath hitting her neck, Iwaizumi instintally tensed up and stopped moving, “are you okay?”

(y/n) took a few deep breaths before wrapping her arms around his waist, “yes.”

Iwaizumi leaned into her embrace, running his fingers through her hair to cradle her head, “good.” He touched his forehead to her neck, breathing deeply while concentrating. (y/n) remembered reading that it took some concentration to deliberately produce a certain scent. Iwaizumi lifted his head from her neck, he seemed calmer and more focused on his goal. He leaned forward more, tilting his head to allow their necks to touch. Even without smelling the scent, (y/n) felt overcome with the intimacy of the situation. She unwrapped her hands from around his neck and brought them up to comb Iwaizumi’s hair and hold his head. (y/n) leaned into Iwaizumi’s nuzzling and let out a soft hum. He gripped her waist and pulled her closer to him. His breathing quickened and he let out a breathy groan. Before he could continue, Iwaizumi pulled away, placing his hands back on her shoulders. He sniffed the air and smiled at her.

“There, now no one will pick a fight with you,” Iwaizumi smirked at her. Even with how confident he looked, his face was still flushed and his breathing quite noticeable.

(y/n)’s own face was deep crimson at how intimate getting scenting was. “That was hot.”

Iwaizumi chuckled, “It can get intimate really quickly, I’m glad you like it though.”

The school bell rang in the distance, signalling that lunch would end soon. The two packed up their lunches. Iwaizumi offered (y/n) his hand, “would you like me to walk you to class again?”

(y/n) laced her fingers with his, “Gladly.”

The two headed back into the school, (y/n) being ready to go to class without getting bullied.

After school, (y/n) and Yuki met up on the way to the girl’s club room. Once Yuki got close enough, she sniffed (y/n) then smiled widely, “Now I know why Iwaizumi was so nervous! The man scented you, that's so sweet!”

“Hey Yuki, what does his scent smell like?”

Yuki leaned back into (y/n)’s personal space, taking a long sniff, “Kind of like pumpkin and cinnamon, but not really clear? It's hard to describe scents.”

(y/n) unlocked the club room for the two to get ready, “That sounds nice. I like it.” (y/n) smiled to herself, wanting to know clearly how iwaizumi made her smell.

The four first years came rushing into the club room, excited for the last practice of the week. Akane and two of the other first years stopped, Akane was the first to speak, “The boy’s ace scented you captain?” She seemed super excited at this new revelation.

The one first year who didn’t stop asked, “How can you tell?”

Akane turned to her, “She smells just like him! This is so cool!! Are we going to practice with the boys now that you two are dating?” Akane kept jumping up and down with excitement.

(y/n) pulled back a bit from the intense energy of Akane, “We aren't dating yet, just feeling things out. Also no practice games yet, we’ll be playing some 3 on 3 for practice.”

Once the club room calmed down, the girls got changed and went to the gym. They played a 3 v. 3 game for five sets. After the game, the girls spent time stretching before the first years went home. (y/n) and Yuki stayed a little longer until Iwaizumi showed up, once he did Yuki headed out.

Iwaizumi walked up to (y/n), “hey.”

“Hey.” (y/n) held her hands behind her back, “So will you help me with blocking or scent me more?”

Iwaizumi blushed but still had a haughty smirk, “I can do both if you want.”

“I’d like that.”

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crayonwriting · 4 years

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IWAIZUMI!!!! CALL ME YOURS!!!!!!

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagine #spotify #check her out #iwaizumi #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi imagine #iwaizumi hajime #iwaizume hajime x reader

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devikyuu · 3 years

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Okay.

Pairing: Iwaizumi Hajime x GN!Reader Tags: Fluff, Drabble Summary: Everything is okay between you and Hajime. Word Count: 367

"Ugh. My back hurts." You only complain to the air but your boyfriend decides that it's a good time to lecture you.

"That's cause you've been slouching the whole time. Straighten your back." Iwa says. "Idiot." This one was mumbled. Probably so you wouldn't hear.

"I heard that you meanie." You pout a little but continue to do your work.

A few seconds pass and you feel the calloused and rough hands of Iwa on your neck. Lightly massaging that spot. Followed by a kiss on your head.

"Why don't you take a break for a bit? I'll massage your back for you if you want."

The offer was tempting. Way too tempting for just a back massage. But you really needed to finish your work.

You pout a little, wanting to give in. "I really would take you up on that offer, Haji, but I need to finish this first."

He only hums and decides to rub soothing circles on your neck. Placing his chin at the top of your head, watching you do your work.

"Don't you want to head to bed first, Haji?"

"Nah. Not really. I'll wait for you."

You smile a little at this. Feeling content and happy in the arms of your boyfriend.

"Okay, then. I'll finish this as soon as I can so we can both head to bed early."

"Okay."

It's quiet for a few moments, save for the scribbling of notes with your pen or the tapping of keys from your laptop.

"Are you almost done?"

Trying to look up at your lover, he stops resting his chin on your head so that you're both staring at each other.

Finding the situation a little funny, a giggle escapes your mouth and this makes Iwa smile like a lovesick fool (which, by the way, he is a lovesick fool).

Taking advantage of the position that is presented to him, he gives you a peck on your lips.

"I'm almost done. Just a few more minutes, okay?"

"Okay."

You go back to your work and Iwa resumes the position he was last in. With his chin on your head.

To him, and to you, everything about this situation was definitely okay.

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starfleetakaashi · 4 years

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oooh grats on 600! fmk my under appreciated faves: tanaka, nishinoya, iwaizumi?

thank you so much! AND YESS someone requested my bb tanaka HEEHEE bites lip....

fmk w tanaka, nishinoya, and iwaizumi

𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 — 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐚

“tanaka, too much!” you screamed when he mercilessly pounded into you, but he didn’t stop. you moaned as he kept up with his rough pace, eyes rolling to the back of your head when you felt him touch your cervix every now and then.

he grabbed you by the hair and brought you up, making you lean on his chest as he ruined your insides. “too much, really? you like it tho,” he whispered in your ear, and tears streamed from the corner of your eyes, the pleasure becoming a little overbearing for your body.

“right there!” you screamed when his cock grazed the spongy spot inside of you, causing your body to shake in his grasp. he let go of your hair, causing you to fall back on the mattress, back arching and face digging into the pillow as you struggled to find something to hold yourself ground to.

“come on,” he egged you on as he felt your tight walls clamp on his cock like a fucking vice, causing him to hiss. “cum on my cock. you can do it, right?” he asked, and you nodded, whimpering. he gripped your waist and brought it to meet with his in fast and calculated thrusts. your voice was about to disappear from the constant screaming, but you didn’t care.

you just felt too good, and you were sure you really lost your voice when you screamed loudly as you came around him, drenching his cock.

𝗺𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 — 𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝗺𝐢

“don’t hurt yourself again, yeah?” he asked as he kept a tight grip on your thighs while you had your arms wrapped around his neck, chin leaning on his shoulder. “i hate to see you hurt.” he said. he looked to the side at the river stream, watching you as your face sparkled thanks to the moonlight.

you were truly beautiful, whether it be in his eyes or in general.

“just say you love me and go,” you joked, but iwaizumi didn’t take it much for a joke. thinking that he just shrugged you off, you moved your head so that your cheek was leaning on his shoulder instead, closing your eyes as you basked in the comfortable silence between the two of you.

“i do.” He said, shocking you. you opened your eyes and raised your head, looking at the back of his head as if it was his face. “i love you, [name].” he said, and your heart was beating so fast, you would’ve passed out by now.

“i.. you do?” you asked, shocked by his sudden love confession. you and him have been friends for years, but there was no doubt some tension between the two of you ever since he saved you from some creep. “you really love me, hajime?” you felt tears well up in your eyes, choosing to lean your cheek back onto his shoulder.

“yeah.” hajime said, looking down to his feet with a smile as he heard your sniffles. “i love you so much.”

𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 — 𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝗼𝐲𝐚

“i’ve just had enough, noya.” you said, and his heart broke when you called him noya and not babe, baby, or yuu. “it feels like a competition and i don’t want to feel like that towards shimizu.” you said, wiping the tears that were constantly streaming on your cheeks.

“but it’s not a competition, baby, come on!” he begged, trying to bring you into his arms, but ultimately failed when you backed away, shaking your head. “you know how i love you, please..” he trailed off, and you cried harder, heart hurting at the sight of him so distraught. because of you.

“i do, but i hate feeling this way.” you sniffled. “i can’t anymore, noya. it’s for the best.” you said, about to walk away.

“best for who?!” noya screamed, scaring you enough to stop walking. you kept your back to him, however, afraid that he would see how much this was really hurting you. “it’s not the best for me, and i’m for sure that it’s not for you,” he said, hope rising in his chest when he approached you and you didn’t do anything to stop him from coming closer.

he hugged you from the back, burying his head into your neck as he cried.

“please, yuu.” you cried into your arm, and noya mentally smiled at the fact that you started calling him yuu again. “please, let me go.” you begged, even if your heart was screaming at you to stop talking.

“you don’t have to act strong for me, baby.” he soothed you, keeping his head buried in your neck. you stopped crying, listening to what he has to say. “i love you, not her. i know it’s hard when i am how i am, but please trust me.” he begged, and you turned around, letting him keep his arms around you.

“okay.”

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