#iwaizumi hajime fanfic

[sleepy-exe]

Shapeshifter AU - 16

Iwaizumi x f!reader

<< Part 15 | Part 17 >>

Summary: Having anxiety is hard. Avoiding the people you love and overworking yourself does not help. Having someone to lean on isn’t so bad. **PLEASE READ WARNINGS**

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: anxiety (get ready boys that's the theme of this whole damn chapter yikes), graphic description of a panic attack, overworked/work stress, so much stress (i am stressed)

Genre: sfw, hurt/comfort, fluff

a/n: I’m sorry about this part. Look everyone is cute this whole chapter. Ya know, besides the panic attack situation im this part. I make it better, i swear.

Part 16: I'm Falling

After receiving a text that Iwaizumi was headed up to her apartment, she quickly unlocked the front door and returned to her spot on the larger of the sofas, sitting on the side closest to the windows and maneuvered her laptop to balance on the sofa arm as she got back to work. She had finished at the office around 5pm, only to come straight home and keep working from her laptop. With a meeting with directors and a company president coming up, she was too stressed to stop working while in the middle of a document she’d need to turn in soon. Plus everything was fresh in her mind right now and she didn't want to risk losing it.

When Iwaizumi made it to her apartment, the knocking at the door had Mochi running full speed to the entryway, meowing up a storm.

She called over her shoulder, “Come in!”

As he stepped into the apartment, Mochi attempted to climb his legs. So he stopped to give her the attention she demanded before removing his shoes and coat.

“Hey, sorry, I’m still working.” Her eyes didn't leave her laptop as she typed up her document.

“Still? This late?” Making his way over, he relaxed on the sofa next to her. “Did you get a late start or something?”

“No.. I just- I just wanted to get this finished up so I won't have to worry about it.” She was so engrossed in her work she wasn’t even blinking. She was feeling rushed even though there was no need to be. Though she had been that way all day.

He looked her up and down for a moment. “Okay. Don't overwork yourself though.” He peered over at the screen she was so focused on, words appearing as quickly as her fingers hit the keys. “Are you hungry?”

“N-No. Feel free to grab whatever if you are though.”

He frowned. When wasn’t she hungry? “I already ate..”

She paused, hovering fingers over the keyboard. Guilt possibly sinking in, but her chest had already felt heavy so maybe it wasn’t that. Or was it? “Sorry.. I shouldn’t be too much- too much longer. Promise.”

As she returned to typing, he moved so that he was laying down. Legs kicked over one end of the sofa, head resting on her free lap. He pulled his phone out and held it in front of his face to occupy himself in the meantime.

The clicking of keys, rain hitting the wall of windows, the not-so-quiet evening was comfortable even while they each did their own thing. At least minus her stressed state. Occasionally, she’d idly reach down and play with his hair in an attempt to calm her nerves, but also because she didn't want to feel like she was completely ignoring him. Plus, his hair was surprisingly soft.

Her attention was pulled from the screen when she felt a sudden jerk, making her heart race in surprise before registering that he was catching his phone before it could hit him. He briefly brought the phone away from his face and closed his eyes, mumbling, “If you keep doing that, I’ll fall asleep.”

She chuckled, fingers still threaded through his hair. “Sure ya weren’t just asleep for a second?”

He mumbled something incoherent as he brought his attention to his phone once more.

She went back to typing again, this time leaving his hair alone and focusing on getting this done for the night so they can enjoy their evening. But she doesn't feel quite right. Message notifications buzz on her silenced phone, making her head rush further. So she ignores them in favor of finishing her last couple of lines to fix.

Something didn't feel rightthough.. She knew this feeling, but it hadn't been around in quite some time. She had been doing so good, so why does she feel like she's about to suffocate? No, she knows. She's been ignoring the signs all day, but now she's not alone. Can she get away from Iwaizumi without alarming him? She just wants to be alone right now, like she always does when stricken with sudden panic like this. Having an episode in front of someone else sounds like a nightmare to her; to be that vulnerable when not off on her own.

She carefully moved her laptop to the end table on her right, trying her best to conceal any shakiness in her arms. With a quick glance to Iwaizumi she saw that his phone still had his attention and attempted to use his distraction in her favor. Grabbing her empty glass from earlier, she slipped away and walked to the kitchen, but instead of refilling the glass, she quietly paced the kitchen. Sometimes just walking around would help.

But apparently not tonight. Her heart rate still crept higher and she had to work to control her breathing. Giving in to the thought that there was no use in fighting it, she sat the glass on the counter and quickly made her way through the living space to her master bath without a sound, hoping not to alert her friend.

**Warning: Panic attack described below. If this may be bothersome or triggering, please skip to the next horizontal line where “After cleaning herself up she walked through her bedroom” follows.**

After she closed herself in the bathroom, falling to the tile floor, letting her back hit the sink, catching her feet as they slid on the floor. Fingers gripped thighs hard enough to leave marks, but let go just to run up and down her skin before gripping hard again. Vision blurred with tears that have yet to fall, and air caught in her throat before her breathing became rapid and loud until she began to gasp for air.

Then she started to sob there on the tile floor, panicking and overwhelmed. The tile may have been cold, but she couldn't feel it. She couldn’t hear anything other than her staggered breaths that she tried so desperately to slow down. Short whines escaped her throat here and there, she was just so lost in her thoughts and emotions. Logic telling her to correct her breathing, to ground herself, that everything was fine, but the feeling of overwhelming panic drowned out logic to the point it couldn’t be acted on even though she kept trying to call it forward. She knew she was fine, she knew there was no need for this, but there she was on the floor of her master bathroom hiding away. A habit she got into years ago as she would rather deal with this alone.

She caught sight of the door opening in her peripheral, making her whip her head in the direction of where Iwaizumi stared in shock, but she couldn’t concentrate when every part of her mind screamed for him to go away.

But she doesn't want him to go away.

But she doesn't want to be a bother.

Suddenly, he was kneeled on the floor beside her, carefully reaching out to cup her face, wiping away tears as they poured from her eyes. But panic said to run away, but she didn't want to. It said danger, but she knew he was safe.

He was talking, but she couldn't hear him pass the ringing in her ears and raw emotion clawing at her mind. She blinked and she's in his lap; he pulled her there, wrapping her in his arms and pressing her head to his chest. She sat tense in his arms sobbing uncontrollably while he placed soft kisses on her head and spoke to her, but the words were too muffled to make out.

But with an ear pressed to his chest, his heartbeat wasn’t so clouded. With the new sound to help distract from the screaming in her head, logic reappeared just enough to direct her eyes to individual objects until she could name what they were. She could see even through the tears as they fell, and she could smell that sage, orange, and black pepper on the man she'd grown close to.

And she could hear his heart beat fast as he watched her breakdown. She could hear his mummers of affection, attempts of soothing. She could feel the heat from his body, and his arms around her and his head against hers. And her senses are back alive and it’s overwhelming.

So she pulled herself from his hold to sit on the cold tile that she could now feel. Hands pressed flat against the little squares beneath her. She took deep breaths over and over, looking down at the tiles and her hands, then up to Iwaizumi who was obviously trying to control his expression.

Because she freaked him out, right? She scared him? She held his stare and continued her deliberate breaths, deeper and longer until she no longer felt like she was suffocating.

**If you skipped the panic scene, you can start again here.**

She let out a weak, “I’m sorry.”

But he furrowed his brows and kept speaking softly, just as he has done since he let himself in the bathroom looking for his friend who took off running seemingly out of nowhere. “No no no.. Hey..” He slowly reached over and cupped her face once more, brushing tear soaked cheeks under his thumbs. “It’s okay, you’re okay.. Yeah?”

She nodded hard, voice caught in her throat when she tried to speak again. So she closed her eyes and waved her hands hoping to signal that she just needed a moment, and she felt his hands slip away.

Sounds of careful footsteps, a cabinet door squeaking, running water. She focused on her hearing and breathing, feeling her heart slow down, until she felt him beside her once more, and a warm damp cloth against her cheeks. She opened her eyes to him wiping her cheeks clean with worry in his eyes. “I don’t know what happened.. but you're okay, okay? You don't have to talk.” He dropped the cloth to the side when he was done with it and brushed a hand through her hair. “If I did anything-“

She shook her head to let him know that he didn't cause this.

“Okay.. but if I did, please let me know. I’d never mean to hurt you.” He held her face again and rested his head on hers.

She reached up and held his wrists. “Sorry, I worried you..”

He whispered to her, letting her know she didn't need to apologize followed by a string of affirmations.

“Wasn’t you. I don't know what it was. I just felt- Felt like a cornered animal. Scared, stuck.. but not because of you.” Tears started to well up again and he hushed her, wiping her eyes. “I’m fine now.”

“You just started to cry again," he stated point blank.

“I’m just- It’s fine. I’m fine. I’m okay.” She brought hands up to cover her face.

“You are okay.” He brushed stray hairs back. “Do you think you can eat?”

She shook her head ‘no’.

“Okay.. What about some tea or water?”

“Hmm. Tea.”

“Do you have any? What kind do you want?”

“Have some in the kitchen. Don't care what,” she leaned forward and pulled him into a hug, “Please stay..”

He rubbed soothing circles on her back. “What about your tea?”

She pushed away from him and looked into his somber eyes with her glassy ones, “That’s not what I meant.”

He held her gaze, “Yeah, of course. As long as that’s what you want. I’ll stay.”

She nodded softly before standing, gripping her shirt hem. “Still staying tonight then?”

“Yeah,” he stood as well, shoving hands in the pockets of his jeans. “I’ll go get your tea started.”

“M’kay,” she waved away from herself, “Just give me a minute.”

“Of course,” he stepped out of the room, pulling the door closed behind him to give her some privacy.

After cleaning herself up she walked through her bedroom and peeked out the doorway into the living space. “Iwaizumi?”

“Yeah?” She could hear his voice come from the kitchen.

“Can you just come back here when you’re ready?”

He stepped around the kitchen just long enough to ask if she still wanted tea and that he would be right there.

She turned back to her room and went to her smaller closet that she's mostly dedicated to blankets, pillows, and other bedding items. Pulling out a large fluffy blanket, the same one she gave him the first time he stayed over, and added it to the blankets already on her bed.

Iwaizumi was walking in with her tea and some biscuits when she was done. She grabbed the tea and snack, thanking him, and went to sit on her bed and he joined her. “I know you didn't want anything, but I thought you should probably try to eat something,” he spoke calmly and quietly.

“I wanted to thank you again.” She inhaled the steam from her tea, raspberry and pomegranate dancing in her nose. “I don't normally do that when people are around.. Which I think might have made it worse at first - the unexpected added to the whole thing. But you were- I haven’t had the option of someone comforting me.. with that sort of thing.”

She drank her tea while he spoke, “Well. I’m glad I could be there for you. Though I wish I could have done more.”

“Nah,” she shook her head and nibbled a biscuit. “It can’t be helped. Pretty sure at that point it's up to how I work through it.”

He gave her that look. The one that says he wanted to ask something but refrained.

“Any chance I can get you to stay in here and cuddle?”

“Do you think I’d tell you no?” He smiled softly. The first smile she saw on him since she ran off to the master bath.

She perked at that and put her tea and biscuits on the nightstand, hoping Mochi wouldn’t get into it. “Oh. I need to go feed Mochi.”

He hummed. “I may have already fed her. Wasn’t sure if you planned on coming out of here tonight, so. Hope that’s fine.”

“Nah. Thank you, actually.” She grabbed his arm, dragging him with her to the middle of the large bed. They fell back into the soft blankets. With her curled against his side, he wrapped an arm around her, gently stroking her back. As her head rested on his chest, her breathing soon matched his and she relaxed. In the silence together, they soon drifted asleep.

Part 17 >>

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[katszumi]

Part Two

“We won.” The words left Iwaizumi’s mouth. It was the second time he said it that week. Another win for Seijoh, leaving the other team completely defenseless. It was another easy win for them.

Another win, yet another loss in his book.

He promised himself that he’d confess to you after the game. Everyday, the words repeat in his head like a mantra. Everytime he sees you, he waits for the words to leave his mouth, but they don’t. They never do.

He hates himself for it. He wished that he could just grow up and say it. Iwaizumi knew there wasn’t much time before you both graduated, and you both knew that you’d separate after.

He wanted nothing more than to cherish this time with you.

He watched as your usual bright smile stretched across your face, eyes dancing and bleeding with pride. God, he never got tired of seeing that.

“I knew you could.” It was something he heard many times before, but he didn’t have a problem with it. No. He loved it. Loved that he had your support.

There were tons of people that supported him. He was in a powerhouse school so it wasn’t odd that there were lines of people cheering his name. Yet, he only heard you. Everytime you’d scream his name, your voice would echo in his head, telling himself to play even harder to guarantee the win that day.

He remembered you wearing his jersey once. Technically, it was ‘wear your favorite player’s jersey’ at Aoba Johsai. Mostly, it was Oikawa’s jersey that was spread throughout the school. Iwaizumi truly didn’t care that he didn’t see anyone wearing his, until he saw you.

There you were standing in the crowd alongside your two friends dressed in his jersey. He remembered how fast the heat crept up his neck, blooming across his face without warning. How rapid his heart was racing, causing him to stop in place and stare at you with a tilted head. He was shocked.

He remembered how Oikawa wrapped his shoulder around him with a crooked grin. They said nothing but from his posture Iwaizumi knew Oikawa was teasing him. Though, he didn’t care in that moment. He was too happy. Happy that you were there for him. Happy you even wore his jersey.

He remembered how Oikawa faked him into going on a date with you. Well, more of a study session. All of the third years made plans to study at the library, but it was only you and him that came. While you only saw this as ditching, Iwaizumi knew that they did this so he could confess.

He was such a blushy mess being alone and close to you. Especially when you asked for help on a specific problem, his hand lightly brushed against yours as he grabbed the pencil from you, his hand immediately recoiling back as he stuttered for words. You looked up at him and grinned muttering sorry. He didn’t know why you said it, but he nodded. That day he didn’t confess either.

He remembered finding you between two vending machines, crouched down and head into your knees. Your body was shaking as choked sobs parted your lips. Immediately, he kneeled down and asked you what was wrong but you didn’t say anything. You didn’t even look up at him. Iwaizumi was unsure of what to do since he’s never been in a situation like this before. Besides, it was you. You were headstrong, it was strange to see you break down in school.

He opened his mouth to say something, but the feeling of two arms wrapping around his stomach and a head pressing into the crook of his neck ceased him from doing so. You cried into his neck, holding him tightly like he would slip away from your grasp. He thought it was selfish to be enjoying her touch like this, but only pure bliss filled his heart.

Turns out, your grades were slipping and it wasn’t guaranteed you were going to make it into university.

He remembered the wide smile that spread across your face when you aced a test that he helped you study. You took no time to engulf him into another tight hug. Iwaizumi stiffened at your touch. Unlike last time, your arms were around his neck. Your hand placed slightly below his nape. Hesitantly but surely, he placed his fit arms on your waist. For a moment he could’ve swore that you moved in closer, but he wasn’t so sure since he was focusing on not breaking down right there and then.

He remembered the first time he went inside your home. You were down with a fever, and your parents were at work. He took the day off to aid you, hoping for a quick recovery to get back at school. Your room was nothing like he expected. It was nice, and had a sweet scent.

You were embarrassed for having him see you so sick like, but he didn’t mind. You asked him how could he not be disgusted by your looks, he responded by saying you looked exactly like he always saw you. Disgusting, is what you replied with jokingly. Iwaizumi laughed with you, his heart aching with the familiar feeling he’s experienced before. More than ever, he wanted to tell you. But he just couldn’t.

He remembered the train ride home you two took that one day, not walking since it was pouring. Iwaizumi stood, holding onto the bar to keep himself balanced while you sat. You insisted for him to sit down with you since it was still a long way to go till you both got off, but he declined. He didn’t want to invade your privacy. The seat was mildly close to yours, it was definite that he’d accidentally touch you in a matter of time. He didn’t want to go through that embarrassment, nor the apologies.

After minutes of pestering, he finally sat down beside you, his legs relishing the relief he felt from standing all day. That day he learned more and more about you: your favorite animal, favorite food, favorite place, your plans after highschool, he learned it all. From the corner of his eye he noticed your head drooping, eyelids falling. In the nick of time, he caught your head from toppling over. Unsure of what to do with it, Iwaizumi did the most selfish thing he could— He placed it onto his shoulder.

Moments after, your hand found it’s way onto his. So much for ‘invading privacy’.

Finally, he remembered the solace in his heart when he heard you reject the rumors about you and Oikawa dating. You two were growing closer, leaving Iwaizumi as a grumpy, insecure mess. The practices were more tense than they usually were, all of the 1st and 2nd years confused as to who shifted the mood. The 3rd hears already knew, and they were sure why. The rumors had been going around for about a week so it wasn’t surprising that they heard of it.

Iwaizumi didn’t want to believe it, but Oikawa was the golden boy at the school, everyone fell for him. And Iwaizumi was just him. He knew there wasn’t much of a competition, he knew that you were going to pick him, and that’s why it hurt so much. He cried almost every night, refusing to speak to anyone at school or home. He also avoided you, making sure to take the longer routes to his classes and staying ten minutes after school just so you’d miss him and walk home by yourself.

But one day, there you were, waiting for him at the gates. You demanded for him to tell you why he was avoiding you, but he wouldn’t share. You kept hassling him hoping for something to slip out, and it did. In the most snarkiest way he replied with, “Why are you bothering me? Shouldn’t you be with your boyfriend?” He pronounced boyfriend in the most mocking way, that it made you sneer. You laughed in his face, causing his heart to break even more. Iwaizumi turned around aiming to get as far away from you as he could, but you grabbed onto his hand before he could take a step. You instantly shot down his assumption, claiming that it was only a rumor, that you and Oikawa were friends and nothing more.

That day Iwaizumi felt like an idiot. He should’ve asked instead of recklessly jumping to conclusions and leaving you in the dust. It was unfair. Mentally, he cursed at himself for being so inconsiderate towards you. Only one thought entered his mind for the rest of the day: I should just confess already.

And here you are, shining your toothy smile at him, eyes ablaze with exhilaration nearly lighting the night sky itself. You were just so alluring. There was never a day where his heart stopped beating for you, where that same crimson blush stopped occuring, where he would try to find open spots in his day to spend with you. The feeling inside of him was overwhelming, the feeling coursed through his veins like it was his blood, like a drug he couldn’t live without. He wanted you. He needed you.

And like he was starved, his mouth opened before he could process anything.

“I love you.”

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IWAIZUMI BRAINROT OH MY GOSH😫

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[kairismess]

iwaizumi's biceps are... — hajime iwaizumi x gn!reader

🍰 iwaizumi bot that inspired this fic

✒️ word count:

🏐 genre: fluff . . . with undertones of suggestive (but nothing too crazy !)

🍙 author's note: i wanna be squished in between them and be gasping for air like a pretty person wants to be . also cocky iwaizumi is hot .

iwaizumi was challenged yet again by kyotani to an arm wrestling match, much to the older boy's dismay as he was busy enjoying the rest of the slow lunch period with you. he grumbled as he muttered to you he'd be back to make the boy can it and regret challenging him again to another silly competition, when all iwaizumi seems to do is beat him at his own game, time and time again.

you went with iwaizumi to the empty classroom where the rest of the underclassmen of the team was, hoping things would end quickly and painlessly. iwaizumi took off his white blazer, handing to you for safe keeping. you thought that things wouldn't be too eventful, since you knew iwaizumi was much more physically capable than some of the juniors and you needn't worry for him—but nothing could've prepared you for an eyeful of iwaizumi's sculpted, tanned biceps that bulged when they flexed as he moved. you seriously wished he would roll his sleeves up around you more often.

iwaizumi dealt with kyotani not long after and beat him in a matter of minutes, it wasn't that difficult for the boy anyway, with muscles like those. you were... sort of mesmerized with the way his arm's muscles rippled when they moved, how often do you think he works out? you wonder. you shake those thoughts off, only to have them re-enter your mind at lightspeed when iwaizumi asks for his blazer back. you hastily hand it to him, feeling so embarrassed at the realization that you were staring at your best friend's biceps.

"what's up? you're... you look flustered." iwaizumi asks you, pretty concerned as he takes his blazer from you. a part of you hoped he wouldn't put it on now, but another part of you wished he would put it on so you wouldn't be tempted to think anymore thoughts about him. you put on a forced smile and shook your head. "nothing's up, iwa." you tell him as he nods slowly and rolls down his sleeves, putting his blazer on. he leans in closer to you, his lips practically touching your ear, and mutters...

"...something tells me you wish i wouldn't out my blazer on right now... and since i'm such a good best friend... maybe i'll even let you see them more often, yeah?"

oh, fuck. he knows.

he smirks against your hair when he lingers by your ear for a few seconds, before pulling away and going back to normal, telling you to hurry your ass up before the bell rings. he was so complicated with his feelings sometimes... and it was hot. just as hot as he looked if he would keep that blazer off and those sleeves up. you were thinking of telling iwaizumi tomorrow that kyotani asked for a rematch, just without the juniors and with you two sitting together, and your eyes wandering over the length and bulge of his arm...

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[90ekz]

cockwarming iwaizumi on a business call,,, yea.

he’d be so annoying about it, too. yes, it was your idea, but you didn’t expect for him to treat you like you weren’t important :((

and you want to get pounded, absolutely ruined, but the only thing he was giving you were occasional taps to your clit paired with his slight movement inside you every once in a while.

most annoying man ever btw. it didn’t help that he kept muting the phone to reprimand you either.

“stay still. you wanted this, baby. now take it.”

mean ass.

“‘zumi… don’t be so mean t’me.”

iwa wanted nothing more than to fuck you deep, but he had business to finish first. ‘cause he’s always tryna be a working member of society n shit

eventually you just got impatient and rose up on his cock just to slam back down. he barely covered his guttural whine before the man on the other end noticed.

iwaizumi ended up gripping your waist tightly with one of his sizeable hands to keep you in place, while continuing to writing notes with the other.

he smirked into the crook of your neck, cause now you really had no where to move.

iwa just likes to be a lil sadist from time 2 time.

oh, and as soon as he gets off that phone?? he still doesn’t let you move, much to your dismay.

but now he’s free to degrade you and tell you how bad you were :((

“thought you were g’nna be a good girl f’me. you’re making me sad..”

in the end, iwa lets you cum, yea. but not on his dick. he adds some quick strokes to your clit, but only to shut you up.

after all, he still had business to finish.

he knows exactly how unsatisfying it is, but he thinks you deserve it. all you had to do was sit still >:(

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[iwhyzumiihajimee]

On Valentine’s Day~

Oikawa: receiving chocolates again! They should at least know my favorite is milk bread!

Meanwhile… the boys~

Credits to original artist

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[revasserium]

LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT WITH OMI OMI PLSSSSSS I LOVE YOU

@swaggerpear replied to your post “at first sight ft. kageyama, daichi, sugawara,...”:

BOKUTOOO PLEASEEE

at first sight, pt 2

ft. sakusa, bokuto, iwaizumi, oikawa

sakusa.

the first time he sees you, he knows you’re the one. he breathes easier, the air sitting better, sitting sweeter in his lungs — the persistent itch beneath his skin fades to a dull buzz, and when you turn your eyes onto him amidst the flash of cameras and the clamor of reporters, the whole world goes silent. when was the last time that’s happened for him? he can’t remember. you smile, and world is beautiful, irresistible white noise. he smiles back. later, when he manages to find you in the swell of people clamoring to interview him, he asks if you’re new to this — he hasn’t seen you on the press circuit before, and you tell him that you are. that once, you’d dreamed of taking pictures of beautiful things; he cocks his head and smirks, his mask for once pulled down to his chin — the words are out of his mouth before he can stop himself, “so you must be glad you found me, then.” he doesn’t have time to feel mortified because then, you’re laughing, the sound trickling over his skin like rose water, like piano music, and he shivers beneath it’s touch. you nod, blushing, the color so darling against your cheeks he want to lean in and kiss you. he does do that — but not till much later, and when he does, he finds you smiling. he finds that he likes the taste of your smile, too. and that of all the things he’d thought about kissing before now — of how unsanitary it might be, of how awkward, he finds that he really doesn’t mind because, well… it’s you.

bokuto.

the first time he sees you, he know you’re the one. he knows with the certainty of a rising sun. he knows like the receding tide, like the changing of seasons — he knows with the self-assuredness of weathermen forecasting the coming of monsoon season, just along the coast, where the beaches are wide and the sands are hot. he knows, he knows, he knows. he chases down the entire length of corridor at the sports clinic, trips over his own feet, faceplants before picking himself up, asks for your name, your number, what you’re specializing in, feels his stomach leap out of his mouth when you tell him that it’s sports medicine, can’t help but notice the way you’re blushing, the pink kissing across the tops of your cheeks the way he wishes he could. and he does — about a week and a half later, cupping your face in his rough-hewn hands, all thick skin and calluses from spike-practice, but you trace them over with your soft fingers later and tell him that you love them — love the way they feel against your skin, love the stories they tell, the strength they hold, the hours and hours of determination they are a mark of. three weeks in, he tells akaashi he thinks he’s going to marry you. three months in, he pops the question. you’re laughing and crying, both, when you say yes. later, he’d proudly brag to all his teammates that he’d caught an angel in the palms of his hands, brag that it took less than a second for him to literally fall for you, because hey, it must’ve hurt for you to fall from heaven, so he should have to hurt a little too.

iwaizumi.

the first time he sees you, he’s sure he’s misunderstood — surely the universe could not have been conspiring the way it did, surely manifest destiny would not play out the way he thought, the statistics line up the numbers just so. surely — it can’t be this perfect. but it can — so he learns, when he bumps into you again, in another country no less, so far from the confines of a japanese seven-eleven, all the way across the world in argentina, where he’s supposed to be meeting up with oikawa but the jerk is late and now he’s here, his eyes caught in yours in this coffee shop not three blocks away from the olympic training stadium. you both try to ask for each others names, and then, you both fall into awkward, knowing laughter. because if it’s not destiny, he doesn’t know what it is. if it’s not fate, then you don’t know what to call it — what are the chances of two people running into each other time and time again, halfway around the entire world? he asks you out for dinner, and you don’t say no. oikawa teases him mercilessly about it later, but he doesn’t care. he never fancied himself someone to be lovesick, but when oikawa floats out the term, he doesn’t negate him. it’s a slow-going thing, but iwaizumi finds that he doesn’t mind — he likes taking his time with you, knows implicitly that he has all the time in the world — because if you’d found each other across the entire world, then what’s there to be afraid of? what more is there to worry about? you have all the time in the world — after all, isn’t that what it means to be meant to each other?

oikawa.

the first time he sees you, he does double take, and then a triple take. and later, he’d do anything to claim that it was you who chased after him, but those closest to him all know the truth — that he’d run down four flights of stairs and searched through the entire olympic arena to find you, mulling over musubi of all things — him, breathless and panting, and really, really wondering what the hell he as doing. he’s got a game later, but — well, he couldn’t really help himself. call him a skirt chaser, call him a womanizer, call him the playboy to end all playboys, but oikawa tooru has always known what he wanted. and he knew, in the blink of an eye, that he wanted you. so he’d chased after you, he’d found you, he’d turned up his charm and ramped up his smolder and you… well, you’d shaken your head and brushed him off. it’d stung, of course it had. he’d been inconsolable for weeks, but after he found out that you’re related to the famous sportscaster, he finds himself rejuvenated. he tells your dad that he’s in love with you before he ever asks you out on a date. years later, long after he’d managed to convince you out for one date, which turned into two, and then five, and then ten, and then… who’s keeping count any more, right? he stands across from you with your hands in his and tears in his eyes, he tells you — he says, y’know… the first time i saw you, in that crowd, i knew you were the one for me.

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[bonniepop]

character: iwaizumi hajime words: 1,000+ warnings: cheap sexy outfits, also a little mature! but nothing too bad. notes: here's a new one for ya!

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“fuck!”

you hear the steady thud of padded footsteps before a soft knock on your bathroom door. “baby, are you okay?”

you fight down the scream that bubbles in you throat. “perfectly fine, babe,” you muster, wanting more than anything to just rip this… this… abomination apart. and this kind of stuff was sexy?

“you sure?" your sweet, sweet husband asks. but your side is starting to cramp, you're getting hungry, this outfit is tiring you out, and you're running out of patience.

“yes, i am fucking fine!” you practically shout, taking a bright red ribbon from behind you. you angrily pull it through a lacy white loop and—fuck, no, that’s not right.

you wail.

the knocks come again, this time sharper and more urgent against the wooden door. “babe, i’m coming in.”

“NO!” you scream, flinging yourself against the door to hold it shut. “do not come inside! i mean it, hajime!” 

iwaizumi starts, "you sound like you are in a lot of pain—” 

“i'm fine!”

you can imagine what he looks like—backed away from the door and rolling his eyes. when you texted him that he had “a sexy surprise waiting at home,” you're sure he didn’t exactly picture himself waiting on the bed for the past twenty minutes and his apparently irate wife cursing her head off behind their bathroom door.

"sweetheart, can you just tell me what's going on?" he bargains.

you whimper, trying to find the right red string for the right white loop. "just—give me a—ah!"

“baby,” iwaizumi says patiently, "no offense or anything, but this entire situation is seriously turning me, well… off. can i just go to bed? i’ve had a long day.”

your fingers freeze in the middle of fiddling with the garment. after a long pause, you reach for the door and poke your head out, eyes seeking out your husband. he's standing in front of the door, arms folded over his chest. (you observe how tight his sleep shirt is on him now. you try not to drool.)

you sigh and pull your head back. "fine," you say in defeat, taking a few steps back. "come in."

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of all the scenarios he'd imagined, this was one of the ones iwaizumi lease expected to see.

to be honest, he'd half expected you to just stand there naked. a "sexy surprise waiting at home" entailed a lack of clothing, more or less. but what he didn't expect to find when he pushed open the door was you standing awkwardly in the middle of your spacious bathroom, donning a particularly bright and lacy… thing with a frilly skirt and frilly sleeves and way too many ribbons but wrapped snugly around your waist.

admittedly, it did very nice things to your breasts.

very, very nice things to your breasts.

iwaizumi tried to find the words. "wha—what—” he stutters, unable to think let alone form coherent sentences, eyes wide and disbelieving. the outfit was one thing, but the angry flush you had on your cheeks that made him—um… well, tiny him—stand at attention. 

overall, the visual was very... stimulating.

“what is that?” he finally said, his voice cracking at the end like it hadn’t since he was a teenager. 

you obviously mistook his breathlessness for absurdity and scowled. “you were supposed to come home to a sexy nurse,” you admit rather gruffly, gesturing to a pathetically crumpled excuse of a hat with a red cross lying near the sink. you fail to notice the way your husband was gaping at you, oblivious to the things you were doing to him by merely standing there.

“wh—how—” iwaizumi shook his head, trying his hardest to form coherent thoughts. “where did you even get this?”

“oikawa thought it would be a nice bridal shower gift.” 

"wh—you invited him to your bridal shower?"

"yeah. didn't i tell you?"

"i—you know what? i'm not even going to ask. for the bridal shower and the gift."

"good idea. both are very suspect." you shook your head in frustration and tugged at the messed up ribbons. "but yeah. this is it."

silence. you close your eyes and sigh.

"can you just help me get this off?" was what you meant to say, but didn't get to finish, because at some point in the sentence, your husband pressed his mouth to yours in a devouring kiss—how’d he cross the room that quickly?—and pushed you against the wall, grabbing and pinning your wrists next to your head. “hajime,” you breathe, and he drags his lips down her neck.

“you are so hot, babe,” he whispered earnestly.

“wh—really?” you blurt, eyes wide. “you don’t find this ridiculous at all?”

“oh, it’s pretty stupid,” he admits frankly, and you feel what the characters on the office feel when they stare right into a camera. “but, i mean,” iwaizumi continues, "i always think you’re sexy. you don’t have to… you know, dress up for it.”

your chest warms a little. "that's so sweet, baby."

“yeah, well,” he says, his cheeks turning the slightest bit pink.

“well, then,” you declare, “I should take this off and we can get right to it.”

iwaizumi grinned wickedly. “no, you know what? this might be fun."

"we really don't have to—"

"i’m actually feeling pretty feverish. what do you think I should do, nurse?” he leans in and nips at your earlobe, sending a pleasurable shiver down your spine and to other, more excited places of your body.

you're quiet for a bit. "i'm so sorry, i know you're trying to turn me on and kick off this whole role play thing, but i'm trying to figure out what the medically accurate thing to recommend is."

iwaizumi stares at you with the blankest of expressions. "it's role play, baby. you play a role."

"yeah, but like, does that mean we can't incorporate any medical accuracy here? i'm sure grey's anatomy is somewhat accurate."

he sighs. "you know what, how 'bout we just take off this ridiculous outfit and skip straight to the sex?"

you nod. "great idea. let me just—oh my god, hajime!" you shriek.

without warning, he tears the outfit right down the middle, unveiling your bare skin. your jaw is slack at the sheer display of power. (also, this turns you on. by a lot.)

"now," he says, tossing the garment to the side and dusting off his hands. "where were we?"

#iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi hajime #iwaizumi fluff #hq fluff #hq fanfic #hq x reader #haikyuu fic #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x reader fluff #x reader #📝 — my writing

[atsumwah]

about time

featuring : iwaizumi hajime

includes : you being oikawa's sister, brothers best friend trope, a teeny tiny mention of drinking, and you and makki being besties

notes : i legit put iwa and bo in the wheel name spinning thing bcs i was too indecisive to pick and iwa won three in a row....the universe apparently sided with this hunk 2day ! ignore the mistakes if you find any, i’ll fix em laterzzz :)))

being oikawa's sister had its perks.

you're instantly popular, you have boys queuing up to get your number, every girl in the school was nice to you ( though they only wanted to get closer to your brother but you didn't care honestly) so really there wasn't anything you can complain about.

except that you have the biggest crush on your brother's best friend.

it's not that he's just hot, like insanely godly hot, he's also really nice. all the years you've known iwaizumi, there wasn't a moment where he wasn't a gentleman to you, despite being together for so long people might mistake you three as siblings.

like when you were five and fell on your knees, he was the one who ran to get the first aid kit (damn your brother he did nothing but laugh, the audacity)

or when you were thirteen when you were scared to walk alone after school without oikawa because he was sick and iwaizumi offered himself up despite having his classes end way earlier than you (and continues to do so when your brother couldn't accompany you)

or when you were 21, drunk off your ass at a bar and having him pick you up, knowing that his campus was literally halfway across town but still came when he heard you sobbing at the other end of the phone.

the little things he does makes your heart flutter, toes curl and mind only filled with thoughts of him. he's the reason why your standards in men are so high and you aren't going to settle less than any of that. you weren't going to settle if it wasn't him.

even so, you're pretty sure he doesn't see you in the same light. again, you've known each other for years, you basically grew up together, so you're pretty sure he only sees you as his best friend annoying little sister (even worse, he's own little sister)

"why does he have to be like that, makki?" you whine, your head lulling to the right to rest on your best friend's shoulder.

"that being?" he teased, taking a sip from his drink as he eyed you from the side.

"you know, irresistibly hot." you gestured to iwaizumi who was working at the counter, "how am i supposed to move on if i see him everyday?"

"that's your own fault. you know he works here."

you did but that's not the point.

"still," you grumbled out, "thought i was being obvious enough. can't he just, i don't know,reject me?"

"honey, you and i both know he's oblivious as hell. i think you need to spell it out for him to get it."

you groaned, hitting your head against the table again.

"hey, what if i set you up with a guy? maybe you'll learn to move on." makki suggested.

it wasn't like the idea of meeting someone new hasn't crossed your mind before. it's just that, well, they're not him.

"did you miss the part where haji's literally perfect and most men aren't?"

"ahem."

"most men besides haji and you aren't."

"better." he said smugly before continuing. "what if i made sure he checks all your boxes, hmm? i know a lot of people."

"i don't know," you bit your lip, "i guess i trust you…"

"that's a dangerous thing to do, you know?"

your head whipped to the sound of his voice coming from behind you.

"i'm literally your best friend, dude."

"not by choice."

a chuckle escaped your lips at his bluntness.

"hey!"

"what are you talking about and why are you trusting makki with it?"

before you could even answer, makki did for you.

"we were talking about setting her up on a date," he said proudly.

"a date, huh?" he eyed you from the side, "thought you had all the boys lining up your feet, princess."

you're so unfair, hajime. 

"they're not that interesting, i guess." you said instead.

"good. keep your standards high. you can't trust men these days."

"you're literally a man."

"i'm different."

"ahem." makki not so subtly coughed again.

"like I said, i'm different—ow— i will literally kick you, makki."

you only smiled, never agreeing more with a statement. he was different, or maybe there was something different about the way you felt for him compared to anyone else. and as much as you wanted something more with him, you're smart enough to realize that that dream was way out of reach.

maybe going on a blind date wouldn't be the worst idea.

***

"i'm so gonna kill you!"

"what'd he do?" makki said on the other line.

"not only did he criticize what i ordered, he even took some of my food and didn't even ask for it! he said and i quote 'a pretty thing like you can't finish this, right?' you know i don't share food!"

"i’m sorry bout that honey. he seemed pretty cool when i talked to him before. he did looked excited when he saw a picture of you."

"ugh men. that's it, i'm just gonna wait for my prince charming to come."

"so no more blind dates?"

"nope." you clicked your tongue as you opened the door to your apartment. "thanks hiro, i did appreciate the thought. i'm gonna call it a night."

"alright, sleep tight honey."

you removed the phone lodged between your shoulder and ear before dropping through keys in the bowl next to the door.

"you're home early."

you let out a gasp at the sudden intruder, your heart calming down when you realize who it was. "my god, how did you come in?"

"you gave me the keys, dumbass." iwaizumi shook the spare keys in front of you, then settled himself on the countertop. "so how was your date?"

"how'd you know it was today?" you took off your coat and immediately went to the refrigerator, taking out a can of—well two cans— of something that would probably make you forget your date.

"makki's not one to keep quiet, you know."

"right. well, it's a lost cause you could say."

"that bad?"

"yup," you downed it down immediately, wincing at the aftertaste. "what're you doing here anyways? it's late."

"had to make sure you got back safe." he said nonchalantly, "your brother would've nagged me if something happened to you."

"i'm a big girl, hajime. i can take care of myself." you said, annoyed, though your beating heart says otherwise. "pretty sure he's dying for me to get someone. he's always saying how i'm repulsing men."

"we both know that's not true, princess," he says.

ugh there it is again. that stupid nickname that makes you weak in the knees for the man in front of you.

"yeah well…" you started, avoiding his eyes as you spoke, "i appreciate you coming to check up on me but i don't need another brother breathing down my back, alright?"

you expect him to shrug it off or to roll his eyes like oikawa would but instead you're confused at his next words.

"do i really give off that impression to you?"

you turned your head towards him. it almost sounded like he was hurt. "what do you mean?"

"nothing." he says almost instantly after that. "nothing, i just— forget i said anything." and with that he goes off to grab his coat hanging by the rack.

but you were curious. because the way he said it seemed like it was out of surprise. like it's the first time he realized that.

"wait," you grabbed his arm before he could go. "tell me what you mean by that?"

was it the booze that made you act this way too? yeah probably.

" 's doesn't matter. forget it, alright?" he makes a move to leave but tug his arm out. you hold on tighter.

"tell me." you say, persistently. "i’m not letting you go until you tell me. i'll jump on your back right now even."

"let go."

"for someone bigger than my brother you sure are a wimp."

"are you trying to provoke me?"

"is it working?" you said before adding, "wimp."

"it's not working."

you pouted. "it always works with tooru."

"that's because he has a huge ego." he let out a yelp when you actually fulfilled your threat by jumping on his back. "hey, get off!"

"not until you tell me!" you locked your legs around him with your arms around his neck to stay determined. "this usually works on tooru too. only it involves a lot more hair pulling." you said triumphantly, before realizing how close your face has gotten to his. apparently he noticed it too judging by how wide his eyes are and how red he looks up close.

"if i tell you, you might hate me." he whispers, words only for you to hear.

"i could never hate you." that's ridiculous. you were literally in love with him, hello?

he looked uncertain, but eventually gave in when you were still stubborn to let him go.

“...i like you, y/n."

pardon?

"if you're messing with me, i will pull your hair out." you managed to say.

"please don't. mine doesn't grow as fast as your shitty brother."

"you're…for real then?"

"yes."

"then why would you think i hate you?"

iwaizumi winced, like the next few words were gonna be painful. "you said you think of me as a brother."

"because i thought you only saw me as a sister!" you blurted out.

"what?" his big saucer eyes matching your own. "what're you saying?"

"i'm in love with you." you bit your lip and continued on. "i've been in love with you ever since i can remember."

there. it was finally out, no takesies backsies. honestly it felt good to have that in the open. it was like ripping off a bandaid, painful but at the same time, relieving.

but then panic set in when he didn't say anything for a solid minute.

you watched as his face slowly turned red till the tip of his ears and his mouth opening, closing, as if still figuring out what to say. his hands moved first, slowly taking you off of his back and turning your body so you were now hugging him from the front, your legs wrapped tightly around his waist.

"so… we like each other?" he says, lips unbelievably close to your own.

"apparently."

"so if i wanted to kiss you, your would say…" he trails off, eyes solely focusing on your lips.

"i'd say it's about damn time, haji." you mimicked his movements.

"about damn time," he mutters before claiming your lips with his.

about damn time indeed.

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[oikawapng]

“he loves oikawa. and oikawa loves him too.”

guardian's repentance | chapters 1 & 2. illustrated by @flunflun

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[houseoftulips]

The Government Name | H. Iwaizumi ~ the one where you pull out the full name card

─➭ pairing: boyfriend!iwaizumi hajime x fem reader

─➭ mentions of: reader is trying to be petty, fluff and maybe a little suggestive, iwa just can’t get enough of you

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You’ve been dating Iwaizumi Hajime for a couple of years now and since the day he asked you to be his girlfriend you haven’t called him by his full name.

It was your love language he picked up on after a couple months into dating. Not another day went by when you didn’t call him a nickname that magically popped in your head.

“Haji! Can you help me, please?”

“Honey, don’t forget your lunch!”

“I’ll see you later, my love…”

“You got a cute butt, honeybun”

The last one definitely makes him blush like a fifteen-year old and grumble a “Quit bein’ cheesy, doll.” So it’s obviously safe to say that you haven’t said both his first and last name for a while. And he hasn’t with done so with you either.

But you being a clever pretty thing you are - his words of course - used that to your advantage during a little bickering match you had going on. Hajime was supposed to pick you up after work so you guys could go on a much needed date. But lo-and-behold he didn’t show up till an hour and a half later because he decided to stay back with the Black Jackels Volleyball team for a longer practice.

When he did finally pick you up as soon as you stepped into the car you sat facing the window. Ah, a cute little sign of when you’re mad at him, he thinks. Hajime doesn’t complain though, he knows why you haven’t said a word to him let alone look at him since you got in the car. So he speaks up.

“I’m sorry, I’m late, babydoll,” he says as he reaches over the console to search for your hand to hold. Just as he’s about to intertwine his fingers with yours, you pull your hand away. He sighs quietly with his hand still out, “Come on, baby. Hold my hand.”

“No,” you say confidently as you stare out the window, “Your hand holding privileges have been revoked.”

Hajime chuckles at your answer. “That so?” he smirked as he took a quick glance at you, “What about hugs?”

“No hugs,” you say in an annoyed tone.

“No hugs?” he repeated as he clutched his chest dramatically, “Not even kisses?”

“Not even kisses, Hajime.”

He eases on the brake as he comes to a red light hearing that name come out of your mouth. Huh? Who is Hajime? Surely not him. He looks at you with furrowed eyebrows and sees you’re still not looking at him.

“Say that again, doll?” he says.

Then you finally look at him. Your eyes show that little fierce in you he admires. You’re standing your ground.

“I said. No kisses, Iwaizumi Hajime.”

His eyes slightly widen hearing the full government name. And to be honest, his pants might’ve tightened a bit too. “Iwaizumi Hajime, huh,” he smirks as the light turns green and begins to drive off, “That’s the full name, sweetheart.”

Sweetheart… That’s the nickname that makes you week in the knees but you’re still holding yourself strong. “You get called the full name when you’re being a jerk,” you pout.

Hajime sighs softly. He deserves it, he knows that. And as much as it might be turning him on hearing you full name him, it’s still stings his chest a bit.

“You’re breaking my heart over here,” he chuckles softly as he tries once again to hold your hand. You try to pull away again but he manages to swiftly intertwine his fingers with yours. And he feel a bit better after since you didn’t pull off much of a fight to get out of his hold.

He brings your hand up to his lips as he continues to drive home. He kisses your knuckles as he mumbles against your skin, “What can I do to get out of this punishment, sweetheart?”

You pout more because you don’t know. He knows you like the back of his hand so he knew why you were mad at him. And being the mature man he is, he admits his faults despite his stubborn personality.

You feel him play with your fingers as he finally pulls the car into the parking lot of your shared apartment. He uses his free hand to put the car in park so he doesn’t let go of you and it makes you smile.

“Iwaizumi,” you say as you look at him.

“Baby, quit calling me that. Come on,” he chuckles making s giggle slip out of your pretty mouth.

“Listen first,” you say in a firm but soft tone, “You’re such an asshole that I can’t stay mad at you forever but you still hurt my feelings.”

“And I couldn’t be anymore sorry, sweets,” he says with no hesitation as he brings your hand to cups his warm cheek, “You can punish me in different ways just not the government name.”

You giggle that brings warmth to Hajime’s chest again while you softly run your thumb on his cheek. “You do dishes for two weeks and you take Toru to the airport next saturday too,” you say as you lean towards his face.

“Not shittykawa,” he grumbles as he hides his growing smile on his face as your noses touch.

“I took him last time he visited,” you say against his lips, “Please…my love…”

Fucking finally, he thinks with a smile. “Alright,” he says, “Only if you give me a fat kiss, sweetheart.”

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[sassycheesecake]

A/N: I saw this earlier today and Iwa-chan first popped into my mind. Have fun reading lol.

Warnings: slightly suggestive

Genre: fluff

You’re just doing the dishes on a normal Tuesday afternoon, when your phone rings.

Setting aside the plate you were just scrubbing down, you dry your hands with the kitchen towel on the counter before grabbing your vibrating phone.

You don’t recognize the number that’s calling you, so you frown in confusion before swiping your lock screen to answer it.

“Hello, this is (Y/N) speaking.“

“Good afternoon, am I speaking to the spouse of Lieutenant Iwaizumi Hajime?“

You feel your heart drop in your stomach, already fearing the worst: death, accident, arrest, murder, sudden enlistment,…

You gulp down with a heavy heart and answer back.

“Y-Yes, this is them.“

“Hello this is Captain Shimazaki speaking. I am calling to inform you that your spouse Lieutenant Iwaizumi Hajime came into work with a bruise on his neck. Actually multiple dark bruises along his neck.” He stops to cough awkwardly. “Although he looked pretty satisfied and happy this morning, please move your love marks down, so they can’t be seen when in uniform.“

You can feel your face heat up a thousand degrees, utterly embarrassed and wishing to sink 500 feet into the ground to disappear.

“U-Uhm s-sure, I will remember that for next time.“

For next time? Could you have worded that any worse?

“Appreciate it. Have a good day.“

“You as well, goodbye.“

You hang up simultaneously and put your phone down on the counter, leaning both hands on the cool graphite stone to actually process what just happened.

Too much distracted in your thoughts, you don’t even hear the front door unlock.

“Hey baby, I am home.“ Iwaizumi loudly greets you as he steps inside your shared home.

Taking his shoes off and putting them neatly by the door, he waits for your greeting back but receives nothing.

He saw your car in the driveway, so you have to be home.

“(Y/N)?“ The brunette calls out again, this time a little bit louder.

His rough voice finally snaps you out of your trance and you turn to look at him and the first thing you notice are the scattered hickeys along his neck.

Iwaizumi‘s face melts into concern, as he takes in your face. You look like you‘ve seen a ghost because your eyes widen in horror as you stare at your husband.

“Babe, what's wrong? You are as pale as a sheet of paper.“ With deep worry in his voice, he quickly approaches you and puts his warm hands around your face to grasp it gently.

“Uhm.“ You don’t know how to start this conversation.

“Well, your uh… I guess your boss called me earlier, basically saying I should tone it down a notch with uh… my marks on you.“

Iwaizumi takes a few seconds after hearing your words and all of sudden he bursts out laughing.

Slightly jumping at his sudden reaction, you are now even more confused.

“Gosh, this day keeps getting better and better. First I got to make love to my beautiful partner last night and this morning and then had a great day at work and now you’re telling me that you’re the one who should calm down with your marks on me?“ He keeps on laughing and steps closer to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and gently pushing you against the counter.

He leans in and slightly growls in your ear.

“Good thing they can’t see all those markings I left on you last night.“

Something hard starts to press against your stomach.

“Hajime, you can’t be serious.“

You can feel him pressing rough kisses against your neck, occasionally giving you bites and licks that make you swoon and melt on the spot.

“Come on, mark me up some more. Want to show everyone how sexy and seductive my drop dead gorgeous spouse can be.“

You give in and let him carry you bridal style to your bedroom, both of you leaving marks on each other and both of you so exhausted that Iwaizumi and you call in sick for the next day.

@rukia-uchiha-98 @wake-uptoreality @nerd-of-karasuno

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[katszumi]

“haji?” his name escaped your lips in a whisper.

the lamps from the street lit up the night sky, the stars from above doing it’s best to keep the night awake. still, darkness surrounded the area, only dark figures could be depicted from their eyes.

you could only guess it was close to midnight from the way the moon shone and the cold slap of wind that gushed your way. however, the quick warmth of your face and the rapid throb inside of your chest disregarded the chills.

iwaizumi analyzed you, his eyes wandering your body as if you were a stranger.

“haji, what are you doing here?”

his lips parted, he wanted to answer you, but he wasn’t even sure why he ran to your house at midnight. he just needed to see you.

“my flight is tomorrow.” he announced like you hadn’t known. all of the third years celebrated one final time before his departure, resulting in endless laughter and tears. as much as he didn’t want to admit it, he didn’t want to leave japan behind, because you were still here.

“i know. that’s why you should be getting some sleep, you have a long day tomorrow.” you forced yourself to swallow; to eat away the gnawing feelings that were in the back of your throat aching to come out. you didn’t want to put that burden on him, especially at a bad time like this.

iwaizumi dryly chuckled. of course you were trying to care for him, but he could see the wistful look you gave him. he could tell you were tired due to the bags under your eyes, but your eyes were wide with adoration and hope.

he took a step forward, “you’re too kind, you know that?” his words soft. “can i sleep here tonight? i can’t wake up to an empty room, i just can’t.” he rambled.

without hesitation, you widened the door for him to come inside. you knew it probably wasn’t a good idea for him to stay, but, who were you to tell hajime iwaizumi no?

quickly, iwaizumi welcomed the warmth of your home to his body. his eyes traveled the rooms nearby, he took a mental screenshot, because who knew when was the next time he’d be here or if you even still lived here when he’d come back. he wanted to remember as much of you as he could, but he knew the figments of his memory just wasn’t enough.

he followed you to your bedroom, the two of you sitting next to each other on your queen-sized bed. he always loved the size of your bed, it seemed to fit him more than his own bed at home.

“i’m sorry for knocking at your door so late.” he apologized, his eyes finally settling in to the dimly lit room. he could now make out your features that he was so infatuated with.

“don’t worry about it. i’ll always answer the door for you, haji.” and god, he loved the way his name fell from your lips. like you were destined to say only his name only.

iwaizumi sighed, “america is going to suck without you or oikawa there. it’s like i have to start all over again, just without the company of you two.” he confessed.

your hand found his, gently grabbing it and rubbing circles against his rough skin. you could feel the callouses that were starting to form on his palm, most likely from lifting weights.

he allowed you to fiddle with his hands, he found solace in your touch. his eyes closing for the first time tonight.

“you’ll do great in america. you’ll find new friends and new company to keep you busy. who knows, you might even find someone you’re interested in.”

immediately, his eyes flew open, his head turning to face you. haven’t you realized that it was you he was interested in. it was you that won his heart years ago.

“wha—“ you said from his sudden turn, wondering if you said something wrong, but he interrupted you before you could finish.

“i don’t want to do that. i don’t want to find someone i’m ‘interested’ in. it’d be useless anyway.” he murmured the last part.

now your ears piqued at his comment.

“what do you mean it’d be useless?”

he paused. “i’d be searching for you in every girl i’d meet.” iwaizumi declared. “that’s why i’m here, y/n. it crushes my soul that i’m leaving you behind. i want you by my side, i feel empty whenever you’re not.”

you could’ve sworn that you heard a sniffle emit from the male beside you, but you knew not to comment on it, or he’d probably end the conversation right there.

you cupped his cheek with your hand, a half smile forming on your face. only you were able to see this side from him; the affectionate, tender side that no one else have been able to witnessed.

“it breaks my heart you’re leaving me too. but i know you’re destined for great things. but i know you’ll be able to visit and i’ll always be a call away. it hurts me knowing my two soulmates are moving thousands of miles away. but i can’t be selfish, haji. it’s not about me.” you protected your feelings, because you knew if it turned into more, the morning would be too much of a heartbreak.

iwaizumi shook his head. “but i want you to be,” he pleaded. “i don’t want to get on that plane tomorrow morning with regret because i didn’t have enough courage.”

“courage for what?” it was a stupid question. you knew what he meant, but you were so nervous.

“to tell you i love you.” his eyes searched you for any discomfort, the words almost causing him to have a heart attack. iwaizumi knew he was bad with feelings, especially with how he dawned this proposal onto you a night before he leaves for another country.

but if he didn’t tell you now, he wasn’t sure if he would even board the plane tomorrow morning.

disregarding your feelings before, you leaned into his touch, your nose touching his. you could feel his breath hitch, the warmth of him radiating onto you. your free hand cupped the other side of his cheek as you pressed your lips onto his. years of emotions spilled from the delicate kiss you shared, like a river overflowing its bank.

and you two laid there, peppering slow kisses on each other’s faces, wiping the tears that slipped from both of your eyes.

iwaizumi knew more than before that he was so terribly smitten with you, but he wished that his final hours with you weren’t ticking away with a plane ticket to america with his name on it.

—

ahhh there’s nothing like a man who’s bad at expressing feelings till the last minute🤌🏽

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[kairismess]

i just read somewhere that in japan after their graduation, the boys can give the second button of their uniforms to the girl they like as a confession (since the second button is the closest to the heart they say).

iwaizumi x reader maybe? dkcoknsmx 🫣

hearts' day 007.

in which iwaizumi gives you a little keepsake during graduation day.

"well... guess this is goodbye."

iwaizumi mumbles with a chuckle as he scratches the back of his head, forcing a wincing smile as he looks anywhere but your eyes. he's glad you came to see him during the graduation, he really thought you'd be saying goodbye to all your friends and celebrating with them that he'd never have the time to get to see you for this moment he's fantasized of ever since he got to meet you.

you smile up at him and chuckle under your breath. "suppose it is. or more like... 'see you real soon'?" you suggested with a bright smile, watching from underneath your eyelashes how flustered iwaizumi got at the prospect of seeing you again after high school. he was always a tough nut to crack, but when it came to you, he was like an open book; incredibly easy to read, and a joy to discover more about.

he chuckled lightly under his breath and shied away from your gaze. "suppose so..." he murmured hopefully, sounding a little more optimistic than he'd like to let on. you hear your friends calling your name from a distance, waiting for you to finish up your conversation with the spiky haired boy so you could all walk home together.

as you call back to them that you'd be down soon, iwaizumi interrupts you hastily, with a bashful look on his normally grumpy expression, his left hand fiddling with the second button of his uniform. "i... i can't let you leave yet, not without... this." he stammered, undoing the second button of his uniform, removing it entirely, and handing it to you.

the golden button shone under the setting sun behind you, and the falling cherry blossom petals surrounded you two in a flurry of light pink and whites. iwaizumi couldn't find the voice nor courage to tell you what he means by this, but you were a smart girl, of course you'd have an idea by now what he means to tell you.

"...i don't want this to be a goodbye." he mutters, his eyes filling with tears, but he blinks them away. you look up at him with a gentle warmth in your cheeks and soft eyes, starting to feel the same way as him–or maybe you always did, and right now, you finally came to terms that you didn't want to be without him after today, either.

you smiled once more, clutching the button he handed to you in your palm, and leaning over to kiss his cheek softly. the boy let out a small noise at the feeling of your lips making contact with his skin, making you giggle. "then, i'll see you again. you'd better not forget me, okay?" you said with a small voice, tears in your eyes.

iwaizumi's green orbs widened, and he nodded, trying to look strong for you so you wouldn't cry. you two parted with a hug, with the spiky haired boy clutching you for a while longer, for a bit tighter, hoping that today won't be the final time you two would see each other.

maybe life had other plans, maybe the universe was brewing up some bigger schemes for you two, maybe there will come a time where there will be people in your life to distract you, but... there will always be him, and to him, there will always be you.

and wherever you are... he'll always be with you, so long as you keep that little keepsake from his uniform, his heart will always be beating for you and within your reach.

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[yourteght]

» VAI NAMORAR COMIGO, SIM — capa teste

⟅19.04.2024 — recebi uma sugestão muito querida com a música que eu já tinha ouvido e NUNCA HAVIA pensado nesses dois (!) confesso que amei a ideia e fui bem rápido para fazer ela, estava com umas ideias bem clichês para essa capa porém tava agoniado aqui em casa e não rolou metade das ideias. Essa capa não ficou nada igual a minha ideia mas aceitar faz parte do processo e eu vou só ignorar pq é ser capista é isso :D inté

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[iwhyzumiihajimee]

pairing: iwaizumi hajime x fem.reader

context: wanting to wash up after an intimate session with iwaizumi, but this mf gets turned on by watching you bathe. such a tease~

genre: timeskip! au, rom-com, fluff, married couple

warnings !! // teasing, touching, playful, caressing

word count: 2.2k

"Heey~ I know what your doing~"

He chuckles. "I’m not doing anything~ You just like it when I touch you~"

He continues to carry you and walks into your bathroom. He puts you down gently on your feet and waits for you to undress. He seems to be holding back a smile, but his eyes and hands seem to be staring at you in a way that shows he really enjoys how you look.

As you were removing your only piece of clothing, which you pulled your shirt off you caught Hajime starring as he was still in the washroom with you. "Starring much?"

He smiles playfully and takes a step towards you. "I can’t help it, it’s like I always get the urge to just look when I’m with you~" He moves both of his hands down to your hips and moves closer to you. He stands right in front of you now. "Especially when you’re like this…" He smirks and looks at you in a way that is very suggestive and teasing.

You sighed, "What do I do with you?~ I managed to marry a horny, funny, teasing, handsome man~" You laughed and shake your head side to side.

"I'm not gonna change a thing. You like all these sides of me~" Hajime's really close to you now. His fingers dig lightly into your hips and his eyes are looking at you longingly. He breathes deeply and his voice is soft and sensual. He seems to be very, very attracted to you.

Mmm~ Mmmnnn~~

His voice becomes lower and fuller as he speaks and he moves his other hand to your chin. He moves his fingers into your hair and gently caresses your cheek with his thumb.

Rolling your eyes back whining, "I need a bath Haji~~ No more sexy time~"

He smiles. "Alright baby. Sorry, I just can’t help it. You really do affect me so much. It’s hard to get my mind off of you, especially when you look like this. But if you need that good ol’ time in the tub then I’ll be fine. I’ll just watch because it’s such a joy to see you relax in that way. So, I’ll leave you to it, beautiful." He kisses you lightly on the lips as he holds the nape of your neck and smiles at you lovingly.

"Fine~ sit and watch, but no funny business... Swear"

He laughs and smiles at you. "Aww, you know I can’t make any promises~ But you’re so cute just standing there like that so I don’t know how I can control myself~ Haha~ I’ll do my best alright? I promise I won’t join you though."

He moves and sits back against the wall of your bathroom, his gaze on you. His arms are crossed as he looks at you while smiling and enjoying how you look.

"Pfft- wipe that smirk off your face! I can’t take you seriously..." You start to bathe in peace.

He chuckles. "Sorry baby, but I just really enjoy looking at you. What can I say? I’m a sucker for attractive people like you." He speaks softly and still stares at you in a way that shows he’s very attracted to you. His smile grows wider as he watches you in the bath, and you feel like he’s judging how you look. He keeps quiet while he does this, but he does move one of his hands to his lap.

"Right~ I'm turning around..." you say continue to lather your skin.

He sighs. "Please don’t. It’s just torture not getting to see your face while you enjoy that bath. And that hand on your neck looks so soft and tender…" He says this getting closer to the tub.

He bites his lip while he says this. "Please stay the way you are now. Don’t make me suffer so much~" His other hand starts to rub your shoulders as he speaks, the hand on your leg starting to grip your thigh more firmly now.

"Too bad~ Suffer..." You start to laugh and shimmy out of his grip.

He sighs again. "You’re so cruel, baby~" He continues to look at you lovingly and his hand moves up your thigh more now. He seems to be admiring it in a gentle way and you start to feel sensitive in that area now.

"Do you know what you’re doing to me? My mind is telling me to get in that bath with you, but I know I can’t…" he speaks seductively and in a begging manner

"Mhm~ yeah if you get in I’m kicking you out~" You tease him as you push him to move back from the tub.

He smiles and leans back further and moves his arm off your thigh but keeps his gaze on you. He moves his hand to his face and covers his mouth as he smiles at you and laughs quietly. He’s clearly enjoying himself even if you aren’t playing along. He seems to be getting even more attractive seeing you like this. "Oh that’s right, you need to stay there so you can relax. I have to watch from outside... That’s fine though, because I can make it very enjoyable for me too." He laughs and smiles at you.

Finally facing him, you raised an eye brow questioning him, "Enjoyable for you ? How so?"

"Well…" He chuckles and moves even further away but still keeps his gaze on you. "When you’re in there, all warm and soft and tender, and I just have to stare at you from outside…" He moves one of his arms down slightly and starts to do something with his hand.

"It takes every ounce of restraint in my body not to just come in there with you…" He bites his lip a little.

"But I’m sure you know how to keep it interesting for me right?" He smirks.

"Maybe~" You understand what he meant and decided to play along. Your hands start to roam around your body. Lathering the soap against your soft skin, giving a slight short show.

He laughs and watches you.

"You’re killing me~ But please don’t stop~ I just want to watch you move and listen to your voice~ You seem so peaceful and relaxed and…" He looks down at your hand on your body and his face and tone changes.

"Damn, you look amazing~" He bites his lip and leans further back but his eyes are still on you. He seems very excited and really enjoys just watching you do that.

You chuckle, "You make me laugh..." You then move your hair up which then exposed your neck and chest way more clearly. "I need to rinse."

He smiles and laughs a bit too. "Oh baby… What are you doing to me… I mean, you’re just rinsing off. Why am I getting so attracted and… excited…"

He swallows and bites his lip again.

"You look even better when you have your hair up~ Your neck looks really soft and…" His voice becomes slightly lower.

"So…" He inhales and closes his eyes for a moment. "Would you mind leaving it like that for a bit?"

You gave him a stern look, "You horny, idiot~" you continued your bathe and chuckled once again.

"What else can I do when I’m looking at you?" He chuckles and smiles at you playfully.

"Just can’t get enough of you right now~ I hope you understand baby~"

He leans further back and puts his hands on his lap and starts to imagine touching and caressing your hair and neck. He moves his fingers into your hair slowly and he seems to be enjoying the feeling immensely.

You then stepped out of the tub, drying your body, then wrapping the towel around your body. "Tell me what are you fantasizing about?

"I’m imagining pulling your hair and running my fingers through it gently. Then, I’d slowly move them down your neck..."

He seems to enjoy imagining this a lot as he’s moving his hands through the air slowly, and his voice seems to be slightly deeper. He’s speaking softly and seductively but he just seems more excited to talk about it now.

"I’d slowly lean towards you and move my lips to your neck and start kissing it gently. All I can think about is how soft and sensitive it feels. Would you mind that?"

"mhm~ I do mind... If you want to start anything I better say you take a bath as well... I'm not helping."

He laughs. "Fine, fine then. But I’m telling you, it just made me want to get in there even more with you…"

He chuckles and moves one of his hands to your thigh. He moves it up gently and caresses it now. His voice seems to be slightly deeper and his eyes are looking at you in a really suggestive and flirty way.

"I can’t get my mind off of that body and how good it feels, baby…"

You then push him slightly towards the tub to go bathe. "Nice try~ I'll get your things... Bath... Now."

He chuckles. "Aww, baby. Why can’t I join you there like I wanted to?" He sounds like he’s trying to persuade or convince you to come back as he pulls you in again before you leave the bathroom.

"I just want to be next to you, that’s all. Why can’t I have that~" He smiles more and moves his hand back up onto your thigh gently and touches your skin softly, and his voice still sounds a little more intense and deeper.

"Our sessions were good, but after you made me go on for a long time while you finished?! I’m not going easy on you."

He chuckles and looks embarrassed. "Yeah, you’re right…" He seems to be thinking about it now and he sighs.

"It’s fine, I’ll take my punishment." He starts to move his hand up on your thigh again. "But can I do this before I go?" He chuckles and his hand becomes more firm as he held on to you again.

"Pretty please, baby~"

You start to slowly cave in, but immediate remember your suppose to be a little upset at him. "Nooo~ noo~ no puppy talk~"

He laughs and starts to move his hand up to your belly.

"How about just a little something, baby? Just a little touch…" He starts to get closer to you and starts to move his other hand up too, both of them rubbing up and down your body now.

"You know this is hard for me… I just can’t keep my hands off you when I’m so close…" He smiles again and closes his eyes briefly. He seems to be enjoying the view and he bites his lip.

You then slowly pull out of his grasps, "Then... lemme step aside..." once you got free from his grip you run out of the bathroom, pushing him to bathe, shutting the door quickly. You start to burst out of laughter because of his suffering.

He chuckles and sighs. "Alright, alright. I deserved this…"

He grabs the shower head and turns it on and then steps in. He looks very annoyed but also like he’s finding it hard to suppress his laughter.

He starts to wash his hair and body, making sure to keep making sounds like it’s annoying him. After a little while you hear him sighing and then he lets out a giggle and then you hear the sound of water spraying very aggressively and it seems like he’s bathing very thoroughly.

He comes out after washing himself, not looking annoyed anymore but looking tired and very relaxed. He dries himself off and comes out of the bathroom all clean and he smiles at you.

"Hey baby, I’m sorry for being a little too…" He seems to be lost for words. "Let’s just say I get a little excited when I’m near you like that and I can’t help myself. I hope you can understand that".

He dries his hair and leans against the wall of the bathroom, still breathing heavily.

You took your steps towards Hajime. "See~ all better now, right?~ Your skin isn't hot... you're relaxed~" You caressed his face and run your fingers through his wet hair. Now pulling him into bed for cuddles.

He smiles and moves into bed with you.

"Oh baby, I feel way better. That bath felt so nice, thank you".

He leans into your touch and closes his eyes for a moment and seems to be reliving the last little while. His face seems to be enjoying how you’re caressing his face and hair, and he smiles at you before putting his arm around you as he lays down in bed with you.

"You smell good as always." He smiles at you more and holds you tighter as he rests his head against yours.

"Aww thank you~ you do as well. And you smell really good. It’s my favorite".

He chuckles. "I’m happy to hear you like the way I smell." He kisses you softly on the lips and then starts to caress your side again.

"Everything about you makes me so happy. I just don’t have words to describe how great you are." His arm moves further around you.

"Can we cuddle for a bit longer, baby? I need this right now."

You smile nodding, squeezes him tighter like cradling him like a baby, "Cuddles accepted~"

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[lanirawhoney]

trick or treat (share your favorite fic/book for trick or your favorite fanart you’ve seen for treat)

Absolutely impossible to pick one favorite🥲

In terms of fics, I've been reading and re-reading a lot of HQ and BNHA lately. Here are a bunch that give me big, glittering heart eyes

Haikyuu

KageHina: carry your throne by seconddaysea, No Homo November by Spidermonkeyyy, Mine. by beebuzz and writingboom, too many to ever list or choose by Esselle, and oh god, so many others. Narrowing these down is going to give me a hernia IwaOi: foolish fragile spine by aruariandance, Ships in the Night by buttonstuck AtsuHina: JUNO by majunju and perennials, CREAM by kitcassia (omii), and second best ain't bad by dzesi

BNHA

BakuDeku: ICEHOLE by surveycorpsjean, and of course everything by Lalazee TodoDeku: Sweater Weather by crispykrimi, sore must be the storm by Pouler (poulerslashes) TodoBaku: Tick Tick Boom by Ajaxthegreat, The indelicacies of nitroglycerin by yeetbz, and the life changing Fire in the Mountains series (TodoBakuDeku) by EllaBesmirched

#my asks #fanfic rec #haikyuu #bnha #kagehina #iwaoi #atsuhina #bakudeku #tododeku #todobaku #fanfic #shouto todoroki #hinata shouyou #kageyama tobio #atsumu miya #oikawa tooru #iwaizumi hajime #izuku midoriya #bakugou katsuki