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salsakiyoomi · 8 months

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"i want to get married."

iwaizumi's head snaps up at your statement his attention diverted from his phone to you and his brows furrow in confusion "what?"

"i want to get married." you repeat yourself again, leaning back against the couch cushions and throwing your legs over the armrest.

iwaizumi scoffs, a confused smile on his face "this is the last joke, right?" he questions, frowning down at you as you're looking up at him — it's a bit late into the afternoon, but too early for you to start saying nonsense since you've always been so adamant about not getting married.

you roll your eyes at him, "no." and iwaizumi's frown deepens, "are you okay?" he asks.

you scowl at him "the hell's that supposed to mean?"

he shrugs, his gaze turning back to his screen "just...you're being weird again."

"you're so rude and for what." you huff, rolling your eyes again, you cross your arms, now staring at the ceiling above, "i want to get married, haji."

"can't help you with that." he's still scrolling through his phone, not paying much mind to you.

"i want to have like, a las vegas wedding." you say, and iwaizumi turns off his phone — now you've captured his attention since he stares at you as if you've grown two head, you grin at his expression and iwaizumi assumes the worst — is it that you're suggesting you want to go to las vegas? it is only a four hour drive from california after all.

"a las vegas wedding?" iwaizumi questions as if making sure he heard you correctly.

"yeah like, you know, the ones in those casinos?" you gesture around with your hands as if to emphasize your point, "like i wanna throw on a white dress — but like, not the puffy ones, like a party dress, sequins and glitter one — or you know what, actually, a puffy dress would be awesome." you ramble on, iwaizumi's looking down at you, amused, "anyway, what i'm saying is that i wanna get absolutely hammered, throw on a white dress and get married in vegas."

iwaizumi snorts, "who you gonna get married to?"

"i don't know." you shrug, you reposition yourself now so that your head is laying in his lap and you look up at him, grinning mischievously, "you."

iwaizumi's eyes slightly widen, the tips of his ears turning pink and he groans, pushing you off of him, "you're so weird." he may have pushed you a little too hard that you fell off the couch with a dull thud.

he tries to ignore his skipped heartbeat as your laughter echoes through the living and iwaizumi's hand is curled at his mouth to hide his smile, "come on." you chide, "you know — say, we do get married in vegas, technically then, you'll only be married in vegas."

iwaizumi frowns, "that's not true, who told you that?" you're looking up at him with an entertained smile on your face, "you know, it's way too easy get married in vegas, right? why do you think so many people get married accidentally when they're drunk?"

iwaizumi scoffs, and leans back on the couch, arms crossed — it was a calm afternoon on his day off until you started on with your marriage shit, but unfortunately ( fortunately ) for him, you were his best friend, and roommate, so he had to put up with it, even if he has to pretend to be annoyed sometimes.

he says, "i really hope one day you'll finally mature enough that you stop saying weird shit all of the time."

you laugh, "you're just jealous you can't be as creative as me." iwaizumi rolls his eyes, watching as you get up from the ground and walk closer to him, too close actually that your face is right up his, "but it's fine, i'll get that vegas wedding one day."

you laugh, drawing back away from him and iwaizumi looks away, a slight blush tinting his cheeks, "yeah, dream on."

you hum in response, and with the way your gaze seems to be a bit too distant, iwaizumi assumes you've gone off on to your own little world now, you're no longer looking at him, instead staring at the tv that has a spanish show playing that neither of you understand, but he knows you're not listening when he mumbles a soft, "maybe even a real wedding." under his breath.

#the roommates to lovers agenda ♡#yeah baby roommate iwa is back 💪💪#finally wrote something for my beey biteable man i love him sm #y'all remember when ross and rachel got married in vegas while they were drunk and couldn't remember abt it in the morning #maybe i'll do a part two for this by that 💀#haikyuu #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader #iwaizumi hajime #iwaizumi headcanons #iwaizumi drabbles #iwaizumi scenarios #iwaizumi fluff #iwaizumi imagine #iwaizumi x reader

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satorisoup · 2 months

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SAY CHEESE .ᐟ

ft. haikyuu boys and their dimples <3

cw : nothing but fluff!

jjk version | demon slayer version

✉︎ incoming note from the writer .ᐟ

based on this post i made, because this is one of my favorite things to think about :3

bokuto has the prettiest smile you could come across. stretching wide and proud, with two deep, prominent circular dimples adorning both of his cheeks. they pop up even when he’s just talking, and they add to his lovely character even more.

akaashi has one dimple on the right side of his face, only showing when he smiles or occasionally when he’s talking. it’s deep and pretty, adding so much more to effect of one of his rather rare full smiles.

kuroo has two, long dimples on the sides of his cheeks. every subtle smirk, and every full blown grin, you can see the flash of his dimples. it makes his teasing smiles all the more enticing.

atsumu has one dimple on his left, while osamu has one dimple on his right. twins who look very alike, however the subtle, but noticeable differences make them unique in their own ways. atsumu grins widely, dimple dark and cheeky. osamu has a softer smile, cheeks rounded and a deep perfect circle where his pretty dimple resides.

kenma has two dimples on the corners of his mouth, dahlia marks only the most lucky people can see. on the blue moon that kenma smiles or laughs, you can see the small indents that protrude at the corners of his lips.

iwaizumi has one circular dimple, and one longer dimple. different to eachother, but it accentuates the person he is. one side showing the softness behind it all, and the other displaying the tough facade he portrays.

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hinata-boke · 1 year

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my favorite spiky black haired guys

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu #akaashi keiji #akaashi #iwaizumi hajime #iwaizumi #my art #can you tell that i like these characters #i remember when i first watched haikyuu i used to get these two confused #i was gonna maybe finish this tmrw but i just kept going and now my head kind of hurts #had this as a wip for a while though #still trying to figure out how to shade

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osamusriceballs · 1 year

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Ten Nights

Iwaizumi x fem Reader

Warnings: NSFW

Words: ~ 1,4k

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

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"Go, ask for her number!"

"What? Why should I do that?"

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

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

"Quit it."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

xxx

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

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

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

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

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

xxxx

It's perfect.

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

Your very first kiss with him.

xxxxx

"Please- I need you-"

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

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

"That was hot, baby."

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

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

xxxxxx

"What's wrong?"

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

"You sure? You seem so absent. "

"I'm just nervous."

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

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

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

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

You're nervous about being vulnerable.

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

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

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

xxxxxxx

"Please move in with me."

"Huh?"

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

Moving in so suddenly?

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

"Okay."

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

"Will you marry me?"

xxxxxxxxx

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fanfiction #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi #iwaizumi smut #here you go~#some Iwaizumi fluff/smut <3 #it feels a bit cheesy I'm so sorry #that just came into my mind #hope you'll enjoy <3 #smut #ANYWAYS!#I'm enjoying my last few days of my break #I'll definitely try to write some more things this week #maybe one every night~#Oikawa tomorrow?#Let's see~

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monstrsball · 7 days

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Iwaizumi doesn't know what to think when he finds his boyfriend in the entry way of their apartment, soaked from head to toe and clutching his jacket to his chest.

"I'm home." Suga says with a sheepish grin while he clumsily tries to get his shoes off without using his hands.

“You’re soaked,” Iwaizumi frowns, pushing his wet bangs back out of his face and eyeing the barely noticeable trembling of his shoulders. “Why aren’t you-”

Suga’s jacket meows.

Suga frowns down at the jacket in his arms. “You were supposed to let me do the talking first.” He says lightheartedly, his words are met with another slightly more indignant meow.

“Koushi, we talked about this.” Iwaizumi says.

“It’s raining, Hajime. The poor thing was soaked, I couldn’t just leave her out there.” Suga says, his tone soft. “Can we just keep her here for tonight? Until it stops raining? And then I’ll take her to the shelter.”

Iwaizumi wants to stand firm but his resolve slowly melts away when he looks at the cat again. She’s shivering just as much as Suga, the now soaked jacket likely not helping her keep warm. She’s nuzzling into his chest in search of warmth and it tugs at Iwaizumi’s heartstrings.

He glances back at the door to the balcony. Still raining.

“Okay,” Iwaizumi relents. “She can stay for tonight. Until it stops raining.”

He has a nagging feeling that ‘for tonight’ is going to turn into indefinitely but the pure joy lighting up Suga’s face distracts him from this fleeting thought.

“Yeah, yeah. You need to get out of those clothes.” Iwaizumi reaches out to take the cat from Suga’s arms. She's oddly compliant for a stray. “I’ll dry her off and get her some food and water. I think we have some canned tuna in the cabinet.”

“Ooh,” Suga whistles, gently depositing the little tabby into Iwaizumi’s open arms. “You hear that, baby? He’s spoiling you.” He coos.

“It’s the only thing we have,” Iwaizumi rolls his eyes, readjusting his grip once he has the cat safely in his arms. She nuzzles into the newfound warmth immediately.

#hi have this snippet from my drafts that was meant to be part of a longer fic but. im probably just gonna do it in little snippets now #iwaizumi and the cat he didn't want #<- tag for this saga #iwasuga #there was honestly more for this Initial night i wanted to write but i think i like it better like this? short and sweet...#even if it sort of feels incomplete? idk.#anyway stay tuned i will write more scenes for this. maybe #there is a Timeline here. of iwa warming up to the cat and loving her with all his heart #this cat is still unnamed i need to name her

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splitontendo · 9 months

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pairing: hanamaki takahiro x f!reader

synopsis: having no money and the worst job leads you to dark places, answering a strangers roommate ad. leading you to meet the roommate from hell, who happens to have the solution to your problems and isn’t too bad at giving head.

02| piss baby

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fun facts!

iwa’s & oikawa are ‘secretly’ hooking up. everybody knows.

issei worked really hard on that ad <3

please give makki a chance!! he’s just being a piss baby rn <,3 angry men fjajdjajsj

#🎀maybe baby #haikyuu #haikyuu smau #haikyuu texts #hq smau #hq #hq texts #haikyuu social media au #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu crack #haikyuu hanamaki #hanamaki takahiro #haikyuu mattsun #mattsukawa issei #haikyuu oikawa #oikawa toru #haikyuu iwaizumi #hajime iwaizumi

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baeshijima · 25 days

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anyway since my hq!! hyperfixation has reared its head around once more, i shall remind u all of one thing:

iwaizumi hajime (27) athletic trainer (+ argentina player oikawa tooru)

#sophie's idle chatter #...........my brain chemistry went through a complete and utter overhaul when the timeskip happened in the manga #ESP WAKATOSHI LIKE OURGHGKD #AND OFC WASHIO TATSUKI AND ONIGIRI MIYA OSAMU #and the whole iwaizumi and wakatoshi meet up in usa.... sobs.... and when iwa sent their selfie to oikawa.... sobs again....#i love hq!! its genuinely such a comfort anime/manga for me like good lord #my pinterest made me cry seeing them in the timeskip again...#but also some of the official arts reminded me of the x reader longfic + au fics i planned years ago #i think i still have the canon longfic + fantasy au longfic notes... ourgh... maybe its time to go back to my hq!! writer era....

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caandlelit · 10 months

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Matsukawa pauses at the end of the hallway and says, 'So, be honest for a second.'

'Oh, just a second? Doable,' Hanamaki says. He stops too, rocking back on his heels just once, still smiling.

Matsukawa hesitates.

Then, 'Do I have a chance with you?'

Hanamaki's smile drops.

'What are you talking about.'

'In any possible way,' Matsukawa clarifies, or, his tone is that of clarification. Hanamaki is still buffering, so it sounds like horseshit to him. 'In any universe, do you think, of any of the possible—worlds of us.'

'Worlds of us,' he repeats faintly. He'd said possible twice.

'Could I,' Matsukawa nods.

And; 'Could we? Maybe if. If you think about it, us being, going, or generally about me is there even a—chance,' he finishes.

Trails off.

A subdued, pathetic end to a question that had been sprung so casually, so nonchalant, so hey listen what's the time or yo pass me that pencil that Hanamaki is actually, sincerely reeling.

At the juxtaposition, like. The absurdity of this moment. Someone brushes past and they both take a step closer.

And; Matsukawa is 15 years and 8 months, six feet, a stupendous sixty nine kayjee worth of ease. He has never studied for a test. He talks so slowly it's offensive and squints at scary movie scenes to see them better. He spent their last cram sesh watching 'pen trick' tutorials online. He is most likely to laugh in the face of death, quietly and with his shoulders shaking.

He is flushed and slightly sweaty.

It's ten A.M. Shoes squeak against the clean hallway floors. Lockers slam shut and doors click open. Hanamaki stares for a long time at Matsukawa's twitching jaw, the red creeping into his ears, the nervous flex of long fingers as they slide up his nape into his hair.

'Answer.' Gaze fixed above Hanamaki's head.

'No?'

Dark eyes blink down to meet Hanamaki's. 'No?'

'No,' he asserts. Crosses his arms, because he's feeling a bit stupid with them hanging by his sides, leftover from when his jaw'd been hanging, just now, five seconds ago.

Matsukawa looks like his world has just ended.

Still, he asks, haltingly, 'No, as in, I don't.'

Hanamaki huffs, shifting his face pointedly away from Matsukawa's. 'No. No as in, I'm not answering that.'

He peeks though, eyes flicking to catch his reaction.

Matsukawa opens his mouth, then closes it.

And Hanamaki knows Matsukawa pretty well because it's been around eight months. Nine, maybe, he's not keeping count. So he knows Matsukawa from the cartilage jutting out the bridge of his nose to his brown, brown knees. Knows he sweats when he's nervous. Knows it goes both ways.

So he keeps quiet and keeps looking at him seriously as Matsukawa goes from worrying the inside of his lip to furrowing his brows. Waits for his forehead to clear and his lips, raw purple to part around, 'Ah.'

Matsukawa looks at him, as if for signs he's joking. Gets none.

His eyes crinkle. He wets his lips, just at the inner seam like his mouth had gone dry.

Hanamaki repeats his, 'Ah,' in a similar tone.

Matsukawa clicks his tongue, a familiar, beautiful ease returning to his body. His cheek dimpling as his lips close around a grin. 'Ah. Okay.'

Hanamaki kicks his shin lightly, and Matsukawa straightens, curving away and oh, he hadn't even noticed that.

The way Matsukawa's whole frame had turned towards him, the hallway blocked off, just them facing each other at a standstill while the rest of the world moved.

Still, stepping back doesn't stop Matsukawa's broadening smile. Self satisfied where mere minutes ago he'd been all but near-breakdown, the insufferable toerag. 'That's a yes.'

They go back enroute to class, falling into step seamlessly and Hanamaki says, trying to hold it off, or maybe attempting to protect himself from violent, amateur flirting, 'Nothing more should be said on this matter.'

Matsukawa is as resilient as a pillar. 'Maybe by you. Maybe this matter is all I personally will ever talk about.'

'Maybe you should think before you speak.'

'Maybe you should speak less confusingly.'

'Maybe you should be less easily confused.'

'Maybe you should get real.'

Hanamaki lets out a bright, giddy laugh. This really is happening. Something thrumming in him says it was always going to.

Matsukawa smiles out at their milling schoolmates, entirely content. Once more at ease. Hanamaki's own cheeks are warm, have been for a few minutes now, but he can't be mad. He's all floating on air, never been happier.

Matsukawa has a chance. More to the point, he wants one.

Hanamaki would give him his own nervous system right out from under his traitorous pink skin, because it's only nervous for him, so a chance is easy. A chance is a given.

A chance was only ever going to be given to him, if Hanamaki is honest. And now, he figures, peeking up at Matsukawa's happy flush, red ears and dimpling mouth, no one else will ever try.

Hanamaki stuffs his hands in his pockets. Walks onward. Matsukawa says, 'So, be honest again.'

'If you're asking.' Hanamaki would tell no lies, if he was asking. At the very least he'd try.

Matsukawa ducks his head but he can't hide that toothy smile, Hanamaki's already seen it. 'Do you want to skip fourth period and go—get something to eat?'

'Are you hungry?' Hanamaki asks, because he wants to know.

'No,' he admits. 'I just want to be alone with you.'

Hanamaki's nervous system is buzzing and alight, his fingertips sparking and his brain thrumming and it's like his entire body is one golden livewire.

He touches Matsukawa's sleeve, then tugs at it and Matsukawa turns, not on fire but face burning red.

'I want to be alone with you too,' Hanamaki confides, cheeks hurting with how hard he's smiling.

'Ten A.M is too early for you to talk to me like that,' Matsukawa says, sounding winded.

Hanamaki laughs, yanks on his sleeve so they can make their getaway.

It's abrupt, spontaneous and daring for the middle of the week so early in the school day but they share a look brimming with crazy excitement when they get to the closest exit.

'What if we get caught?' Matsukawa teases, crowding behind Hanamaki as he hides, flat against a wall as a janitor walks by. His body heat is momentarily everything.

'Take a fucking chance, Issei,' Hanamaki says, and finds Matsukawa's hand, fingers slipping into his.

His palm is sweaty and when he groans, it's open and born of half-delight. 'Whatever, Hiro—anything.'

The gate swings shut and they're already racing down the street.

(11:23 A.M) hanapippi: yo can u hide our bags

(11:23 A.M) hanapippi: drop them off at issei's @ the end ofthe day

(11:32 A.M) iwa seijoh: You guys are nuts

(11:32 A.M) hanapippi: we're on our first date

(11:32 A.M) iwa seijoh: Fine

(11:33 A.M) hanapippi: ur a real 1 💖

#matsuhana #matsukawa issei #hanamaki takahiro #haikyuu fic #seijoh #iwaizumi hajime #lowkey have been considering elongaaaating this one #but i do have lawnchair to think of #like im already busy... do i have time for this littleguy #tumblr is enough maybe #no warnings btw #but cleaned up

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flyingwargle · 9 days

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iwaizumi stands in front of his mirror, phone in one hand, the other running through his hair. he has his notes open, english words typed across the screen. he knows what each word means, how they're spelled, how they sound. when it comes to speaking, however...

he takes a breath and stares at his reflection with the same intensity as preparing for a jump serve. with a quick glance at his phone, he quirks his lips into a smile and speaks in english. "hi, my name is iwaizumi haji- wait." he frowns. given name first. he tries again. "hi, my name is hajime iwaizumi. it's nice to meet you."

the words feel awkward on his tongue. his vowels are too exaggerated, words slurred together. he clears his throat. "hi." his voice rises in pitch. "my name is hajime. it's nice to meet you." ugh. it's obvious that english isn't his mother tongue, but he sounds like he's barely spoken it, which isn't wrong, but that's not the impression that he wants to give, especially in america.

iwaizumi falls onto his bed with a groan. going to school overseas remained a dream until he decided to make it a reality during his second year of high school. aside from classroom learning, he attended a weekly english class, but stopped to focus on volleyball after losing the inter-high prelims. now that their last chance has come and passed, it's about time that he picked up where he left off.

and damn does it sound like he lost all his progress from before.

his other skills are solid. listening - he's been watching american shows with subtitles since middle school. writing - he's been translating his homework as practice since the start of high school, along with the comics that he started reading. speaking, however, is a different beast because of how few opportunities he has to practice.

he scrolls through his notes, where he's saved other phrases that he'll need for university life. is this the right classroom? do you know where the washroom is? can you please repeat that? he even has volleyball-related terminology, just in case he decides to try out for the team.

but something tells him that he'll be busy enough, especially with the language barrirer.

his phone buzzes with notifications, but he dismisses them and stands back up. facing the mirror, he takes in a breath. "good afternoon." draw out the vowels longer. pronounce the Rs clearer. "nice weather today." he has no idea when he'll use that, but it's good to have, anyway. he scrolls to practice other phrases. "excuse me, do you know where this classroom is?"

his arm falls to his side as he stares at himself. heat rushes to his cheeks, and he grits his teeth, tosses his phone aside. he practically yells at his reflection. "hello! my name is hajime! i'm from japan! it's nice to meet you!"

that's when his bedroom door opens and a sing-song reply in english responds to him. "it's nice to meet you too!"

"jesus christ!" iwaizumi jumps, glaring at oikawa, who shows himself in. "how did you get in here?"

oikawa gives him a look. "i've had a key to your house since kindergarten. did all that english make you forget?"

"no, i...why are you here?"

"mattsun asked if we wanted to join him and makki for ramen. you didn't reply, so i came over to ask."

iwaizumi deflates, falling onto his bed. "no, thanks. my mom is making dinner."

oikawa sits beside him. "okay, i'll let him know we'll come next time."

"...what do you mean 'we'?"

"you clearly need me to help you practice your english! your accent is awful, iwa-chan."

he grits his teeth. while he'd score higher on written and listening tests, oikawa passed the oral exams with flying colors. "aren't you going to argentina? don't you need spanish instead?"

"english is the language of the world. i'll need it eventually." oikawa waves a flippant hand. "besides, how much spanish do you know? exactly." he smirks at iwaizumi's silence. "so, let's stick with english."

"okay." iwaizumi fiddles with the edge of his blanket, suddenly shy. they'd spoken in english to each other before, but there would always be a topic and vocabulary to use. the real world has no such parameters, no limits as to what can be said or how. "what...what should we talk about?"

"anything." oikawa shrugs. "just like how we always talk, but in english." he switches gears, as seamless as his tosses. "what's your mom making for dinner?"

"she's...making curry," iwaizumi answers slowly. he can envision all the words in his mind, knows how to arrange them into sentences, but when he speaks, they become wobbly, hesitant. "her vegetable curry is pretty good."

"i know, right? i love how it's both sweet and spicy. my mom would never put apples in her curry." oikawa falls onto the bed, and iwaizumi joins him, both of them staring at the ceiling. "do you think you'll play volleyball in america?"

"i want to, but don't know if i can."

"why not?"

he gestures at himself. "i'm not tall enough. the other guys will probably be better than me. i'll be busy trying to understand my homework."

"you understand more english than me. i think you'll be fine. you can tell them you were the ace in high school!"

“that isn’t a term americans know, idiot.”

“wow, you know how to swear?”

“you’d be surprised, shittykawa.”

“mean! iwa-chan, that’s mean!”

he chuckles. “i picked it up from all those shows we watched.”

“oh, yeah. i forgot about them.” oikawa has a smile on his face. “you wanted this for a long time, huh?”

“yeah. i guess i did.”

they keep the conversation going, all the way until iwaizumi’s mom returns home and shouts for him to help. “coming!” he calls back, jaw snapping shut when he realizes he said it in english. oikawa gives him a look as he remains still, shocked. “oh.”

“see?” oikawa prods him, switching back to japanese. “you’ll be fine. your accent is still terrible, though.”

“shut up.” iwaizumi shoves him before he rises to his feet. he catches his eye in the mirror, watches his friend grumble and stand behind him. oikawa looks up at his voice. “let’s do it again tomorrow?”

“sure. we can even rope in mattsun and makki.”

“they’re so bad at english.” iwaizumi chuckles, remembering how they complained about the exams last term. he pushes the door open, gestures for oikawa to follow. “thanks. for helping, i mean.”

“any time, iwa-chan.”

#flyingwargle original #drabble #haikyuu!!#iwaizumi hajime #oikawa tooru #iwaoi #haikyuu drabble #i still feel like the language barrier was downplayed a lot in the manga #but maybe iwa is a genius and he had no troubles #who knows #but learning a new language is hard that's for sure #speaking from both experience and as a tutor to language learners

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osamusbigtits · 3 months

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iwa has a tattoo on the back of his thigh and everytime he wears shorts, everyone is trying to get a peek of it

#idk maybe jts like. godzilla #but its a full piece on the back of his thigh #hq #bex thoughts #iwaizumi hajime

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frobby · 5 months

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why are anime characters always from or going to California it's not even that cool over here

#I live and grew up on the California coast #Tho my town isn't beachside unfortunately u gotta drive like a town over is the closest #Anyway my point it's it's always California #Ashley Taylor is from California #Ushijima and iwaizumi both just end up in California together #There's others too I just can't think of them #Fuurai has that song about California #I know it's a cover but damn it's so fucking funny to be walking in my ghetto ass town and hear them sing about California #In anime and u speak English ur either a prince of a made up country or you're from california #magireco #magia record #haikyuu!!#fujin rizing #Tell me some more Californian anime characters in the comments below maybe I'll make a list or some shit

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kurooandkenmasslut · 1 year

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Iwaizumi Hajime X Female Reader

Last Christmas Themed~

Last Christmas, I gave you my heart~

"I- um-" "Y/n? Are you okay? Do you want some warm tea—" "Hajime, I-I like you!" Hajime went scarlet. "I- Um...I like you too," He muttered. Your eyes sparkled and your heart thumped in your chest.

But the very next day... You gave it away...

You were walking down the school hall, trying to find your best friend, Aoi, your friend since your two were kids just mumbled something to you and ran off, leaving you absolutely confused about where her whereabouts were.

you were checking each corner and there you spotted her... with Hajime Iwaizumi, your boyfriend, your crush since middle school, the boy you confessed your love to three years ago today.

They leaned in at each other's faces, kissing each other with passion on the lips, leaving you stunned and heartbroken. First of all, your boyfriend of three years is kissing your best friend? H-How could they?

A single tear slipped down and streamed down your face and dripped to the floor, as the couple broke apart and giggled and looked your way, their eyes widening.

"Y/N! i-" they both said, but before they could say anything, you ran off, and stormed to your aunty's home, since she was quite close to your school, unlike your actual home. You knocked softly and your auntie opened the door and gasped at your state. She ushered you in and made you some tea.

"Oh dear, what happened?" She asked, her tone wavering with worry. You explained to her what happened just now, and her jaw dropped. "Truly unacceptable! let's go shopping to distract you, we don't need men!" she grinned.

This year, to save me from tears... I'll give it to someone special...

You showed up to school the next day, completely forgetting about Iwaizumi and Aoi, ignoring them as they tried to talk to you, but failed miserably.

"hey y/n! are you okay? I heard what happened, I didn't know Iwa was such a jerk!" Oikawa Tooru, Iwaizumi's best friend said to you. He was very handsome, you had to admit, that's why all his fangirls fawn over his looks.

"I'm okay, thank you for asking me Tooru." You said, voice shaky. You are not completely over it, but you know you deserve more. You hung out with Oikawa all day, happy you have some company.

"Do you wanna watch our practice today? You know since iwa's going to be there and all?" Oikawa asked you worriedly. "I think I'll be okay, I'll watch it!" You chirped. He grinned. "Well, since you are going to our amazing practice, make sure to cheer for me, okay?" He and you laughed, but you agreed.

"Woo!! go oiks!" You cheered, and Oikawa blushed at the new nickname but plastered his face in his gorgeous, handsome smile. Iwaizumi raised his eyebrow.

You never once talked to Iwaizumi or Aoi again, you blocked them from all social media platforms, not even thinking of giving them a second chance.

'Time passes quickly' you thought as you looked back in the mirror, fixing your graduation hat. Oikawa peeked in the door. "Hello beautiful~" He smiled. "Shut up Oikawa." You said as you rolled your eyes.

'Oikawa is such a flirt' you thought as you looked away to hide your now, blushing, face. You gained feelings for him after some time but tried not to make it obvious that you did.

Cheers boomed throughout the area, as everyone's graduation hats flew into the air and dropped onto the grassy ground and stage. You ran over to Oikawa, hugging his neck tightly while he held your waist. You looked into his eyes as he looked into yours. His chocolate brown eyes stared into your e/c ones, you felt pure bliss under his gaze.

As if time slowed for the two of you, you both leaned in and kissed. It felt as if something inside you burst with love, heart-melting. You grabbed his face and his hands brought you even closer. You opened your eyes and smiled, and so did he.

You hugged him, tight. Not only did you just graduate, but you also got with the person you liked for a while now.

Oikawa and Iwaizumi were still friends, but definitely not as close as before. But Iwaizumi told Oikawa that he and Aoi only lasted a few days after you caught them, and they've been doing this for about a year now. He claimed that Aoi suggested it to him first when they were alone together. He also claimed that Aoi was talking about you behind your back, to him & her friends.

But right now, Aoi has a job as a shopkeeper at the convenience store and gets paid low, as she got kicked out of her house by her parents because she didn't get into any collages, so she's living as a 26-year-old woman who's living in a cheap apartment. Iwaizumi is 27 years of age and an athletic trainer. He says he's happy in life and gets paid well. He also states that he feels sorry about what he did to you.

He and you are friends, or well, sort of. If you see him passing in the streets or in the shop, you'll say hello and 'how are you' and stuff, but you will not request a hang out of anything. You're not that comfortable with him yet.

"GAHH!!" Oikawa Tooru screamed, his muscular hand gripping his shirt, hand over his heart as if to stop it from beating so loud.

"Gotcha!" Your son, Yoshi Oikawa, said evilly, scaring his dad just not even 10 seconds ago. "Oh boy, I'm going to get you!!~" Tooru said, chasing after a 5-year-old. "MOMMY!!" Yoshi screamed as he cuddled your leg.

"Hm?" You wondered as you turned around. You kneeled down to his level. "What's wrong Yoshi?" "daddy's running after me, he scared me!" He whined. You furrowed your eyebrows and Tooru came in, head swinging from side to side, looking for a small boy.

"Aha! I found you!" He said evilly. You stared at him, dumbfounded. "Tooru. Stop acting like a child and clean the table." You said and tilted your head. "But he scared his amazing and handsome father when he came in!" "i don't care, I've been cooking and cleaning all day," You answered, Yawning in the process. "Ughh! fine, only because you are my wife and I love you!" he strutted over to you and gave you a long kiss on the lips. "EW!! MOMMY AND DADDY ARE KISSING!" Yoshi groaned as he made fake gagging noises. You two laughed and Tooru walked away to clean the table. You wondered if your life could have been different if you were with Iwaizumi, but you didn't love him anymore, so there was no point in thinking about him. You were perfectly content with your life right now, and you hoped that it will always stay like it.

Bonus!! ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

"Hey, Y/n! I forgot to mention that we're going to Tokyo for a few days!" Yes, Oikawa Tooru is a professional volleyball player, and yous have been traveling to places recently.

But you? you took up (a famous dream job), which you get flashed by the paparazzi every time you are out in public.

You and Oikawa are always featured in magazines, newspapers, the news itself, and everywhere public, 'The perfect Couple', which you always giggle at.

You don't mind the paparazzi nor Fangirls, but they get sometimes go a bit crazy.

You and Oikawa went out to a fancy restaurant since it was your anniversary. Oikawa spoiled you rotten. You two were laughing and giggling, holding hands when you were exiting. And it seems the paparazzi and the squealing fangirls were outside, waiting with their cameras, but you were used to it.

But the smiles were wiped off your faces when one certain male with a camera screamed at you to look at his camera, he grabbed your left arm to get your attention. He pulled too hard, which made you almost fall right on your face on the concrete, but luckily Oikawa caught you in time.

When the paparazzi are doing their job, Oikawa smiles and waves, His fake smile remains until he gets to his destination and lies his head on your stomach and whines about how the paparazzi are annoying.

But when the topic flips to you, his smile is dropping and he's getting serious. So that's why he started lashing out at the paparazzi.

"Get away from me and my wife! now!" He yelled will a scowl on his face and eyebrows furrowed. The paparazzi rolled their eyes and tried to be smart. "Or what? what are you going to do about it? and chill, it wasn't a big deal," That. was. his. last. straw.

You gripped onto Oikawa's shoulder whispering to him that we should leave, but Oikawa was fuming. Oikawa whispered, "go back to the car dear, I'll be over in a minute." he said, voice stern as he called over the bodyguard to help you get to the car safely.

Oikawa walked over to that one. certain. male. and as soon as he got close to his face, the paparazzi's face drained from color and he looked as if he was about to shit himself.

Oikawa grabbed his right shoulder, his rings shining in the moonlight. "If you ever lay a fingertip on my wife again, you won't even see daylight again. you hear me, man?" The paparazzi nodded his head multiple times, legs shaking and heart pounding. Oikawa stepped back. "Amazing! glad you can understand!" He chirped before walking to the car where you were sitting. The driver of the car started the engine and drove off.

"Thank you tooru, I love you" You whispered in his ear, wrapping your arms around his neck and inhaling his scent before closing your eyes. "Anytime, dear." He mumbled before kissing your cheek.

Likes and reblogs are so much appreciated!! thank you for reading! I hope you have a great morning/afternoon/noon/night!! ╰(*°▽°*)╯ Bye now!~ q(≧▽≦q)

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