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strawberrykake · 2 years

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banners !! can you identify the school?

#bc tumblr ruined the quality when i tried to stick them in my upcoming post #haikyuu #haikyuu banners #haikyuu icons #haikyuu headers #nekoma #aoba johsai #fukurodani #seijoh

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hiakyuu · 4 years

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oikawa icons + seijoh headers

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu!! icons #oikawa tooru #oikawa icons #oikawa tooru icons #seijoh headers #haikyuu!! headers

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rintarous · 4 years

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haikyuu school banners as headers to celebrate 402 chapters of haikyuu! like / rb if you save —♡

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miizuko · 3 years

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chipmunks <3

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oikawalines · 3 years

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iwaizumi layouts.

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forchaes · 4 years

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oikawa tooru layouts ✿

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#oikawa headers #oikawa icons #oikawa layouts #hq oikawa #oikawa tooru #haikyuu!!#haikyuu icons #haikyuu layouts #hq layouts #hq icons #hq headers #aoba johsai #seijoh

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iwach4n · 4 years

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Hey ;) can I request a reaction headcanon (that could lead to a some nsfw IF you want) with Iwaizumi, Matsukawa, and Bokuto? Basically they got a long term s/o and are both virgins. S/o complains to them at their house one day about how they wanna try tampons but are afraid of the pain to come, so they make a joke on how they’d wanna pop their cherry with them to get used to having something in them, and maybe the boys think she’s being serious(like they’re not on period ATM) anyways thank you

This request is unique and I’m l i v i n g for it. Also i low key forgot i had this one? Like i got inspired af when I first read it and then just. Forgot it existed.

“We Should Fuck”

IWAIZUMI

He’s chilling in your room, waiting for you to come out of the bathroom, when you shout it

“You know what, Hajime, we should just fuck already”

If he had been drinking something at the time, he would have spit it out. As it was, he settled for choking on air.

His eyes quickly turned to the bathroom door, an incredulous expression on his face that you would regret not seeing

“what?”

“I hate pads, because I really don’t vibe with feeling like I’m wearing a diaper, but it just feels weird to have a tampon inside me. Apparently it’s a lot easier when you’re not a virgin.”

Iwa’s not sure if that makes it better or worse, because he honestly can’t tell if you’re being serious or not. Your words imply you’re joking, but your tone makes it sound like you mean it.

“What d'you say? We’ve got the house to ourselves, and I’d put my bet on Oikawa giving you at least one condom as a joke at some point.”

You finally open the door and make eye contact with your red-faced, confused and speechless boyfriend.

And then you burst out laughing

He has to cover his face with his hands, a low groan of embarrassment escaping his throat

“Did you actually think I was serious?” “You sounded pretty serious to me!”

You have to give him a lot of cuddles and reassurance that you wouldn’t waste your first time on a reason like that for him to cheer up, but it does give you a fun story to taunt him with when you’re feeling annoying.

MATSUKAWA

It was most likely a lazy day of just coexisting - cuddling on his bed while each doing your own thing on your phones

You happened to be texting your friend, and complaining about periods. More specifically, you complained about how uncomfortable tampons are, while your friend said they’re fine if you’re used to having something inside of you, if you catch my drift

This gave you a brilliant idea

You turn to him, swinging a leg over his waist and saying his name in a slightly whiny tone to get his attention.

When he puts down his phone and looks at you, you drop the suggestion, trying to keep the mischievous grin off your face

“We should have sex.”

You were expecting some level of embarrassment, but the most you get is a brief flash of confusion before he pulls you up to lay on top of his chest, a smirk forming on his lips

“Where’s this come from all of a sudden?” “Well, I want to use tampons but they’re really uncomfortable because I’m not used to having something inside me.”

He grabs your butt and pushes you up his body (even though you’ve never had sex, Mattsun rarely missed an opportunity to feel up your ass) and kisses you, before gently laying you back down on the bed.

“Not the reason I expected, but if you insist babe.”

He gets up, looking around and muttering about how he was sure he had some condoms somewhere, and as he does, it finally hits that he took you seriously

“Wait! No, I was joking!”

Your boyfriend cackles, flopping back down on the bed with you

“I know, I’m fucking with you.”

No matter how many times you try to prank or tease Mattsun, he always manages to flip it back on you

BOKUTO

He’s a little concerned when you return from the toilets at the start of lunch and then, after five or so minutes of looking very uncomfortable, you go back again

When you come back to the group again, naturally he asks you if you’re alright

“Yeah, I am now, I just… I tried a tampon, and it felt really weird.”

One thing you’re grateful for is that the guys in your group are fine with period talk (as long as it doesn’t get too detailed)

“They’re fine for me. But, then, again, I’m not a virgin.”

One of the guys laughs at your female friend’s words

“Go on, Bokuto, you know what to do.”

Bokuto flushes bright red, making you giggle and scoot closer to him in reaction to his cuteness

And then you decide, hey, why not tease him a little more

“What do you say, Bo? Help a girl out. Once I’m off my period obviously.”

He blushes even more, face finding its place in the crook of your neck to hide it.

You can’t help but smile at how adorable he is when he’s flustered, a hand going up to run through his hair

“Okay, okay, we’ll stop now.”

But, well, he’s got you now, and even if your group lets up on the teasing, you’re pulled into his lap and turned into his personal teddy bear for the rest of lunch.

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twitterxpavcks · 3 years

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Best Boy layouts 👽

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#icons #twitter #headers #layouts #twitter layout #packs #grunge #alternative #anime #oikawa tooru #haikyuu #seijoh #aoba johsai #manga #comfort character #hq

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idylliceden · 4 years

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Iwaizumi: oi, i saved you a seat.

Oikawa: oh!! Iwa-chan that’s so sweet!!!

Iwaizumi holding a broom : go right ahead.

Oikawa:... but you know the actual broom.. kinda looks like you .. so it’s like you’re telling me to sit on your fa-

Iwaizumi already running towards him with the broom: I’LL WHOOP YOUR ASS RIGHT OUT

Oikawa running: DON’T YOU MEAN SWEEP!!

Iwaizumi *angry noises *

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underkita-archive · 3 years

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Y-you were only sfw once??? ... like, w-what??

HAHA YEAH UNDERMATTSUN WAS SFW!!!! like if u look at my m.list on here p much everything that’s not a fic/drabble (also written in all lowercase) has been moved over from undermattsun to over here

#ahhh sfw undermattsun days #i think nimi was my avi #and i was seijoh colors #and had like a manga cap as my header #miki replies

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callnreese · 5 years

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trashikawa and iwa-chan headers ♡

like/reblog if you save ( © kageyemo )

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lgbt-haikyuu · 6 years

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Some headers of my headcanons

#haikyuu #dailyhaikyuu #akaashi keiji #kageyama tobio #kozume kenma #oikawa tooru #fukurodani #karasuno #nekoma #aoba johsai #nonbinary #demisexual #gay #genderfluid #mod vera #header #headers #seijoh

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hansooyung · 3 years

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bitches not updating their karasuno themed accounts to seijoh/inarizaki bc they’re too lazy

#it's me #i'm bitches #to be fair seijoh would probably be too bright and it's HARD to find a good header for them #i have no excuse for inarizaki tho tbh #shhh i'll just keep karasuno a bit longer bc who isn't in love w them #roy rambles

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tetsvhoe · 3 years

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TELL ME ABOUT ISOLATION, BELOVED. ABOUT BECOMING SOMETHING NOBODY CAN HOLD WITHOUT IT STINGING.

— hey, it's gwen. 21, she/her, a cancer and an infp unfortunately. my love language is acts of service and regret. i am in love with kuroo tetsuro. mediocre writing at best.

— the duck on my header is waddles, protector of the masochists

— interacts and reblogs through @rantess

RULES | MASTERLIST | NAVIGATION | TETSU SHRINE

! mostly sfw block the tag [ 🍰 : funfetti ] for all nsfw works !

# QUICK NAVI !

[ HCS ] [ SMAU ] [ HAIKYUU ]

— KARASUNO — NEKOMA — AOBA JOHSAI — FUKURODANI — SHIRATORIZAWA — INARIZAKI — OTHER

[ JUJUTSU KAISEN ] [ BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA ] [ HAIKYUU 18+ ] [ JUJUTSU KAISEN 18+ ] [ BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA 18+ ]

# RECENTS !

— rubber ducks ; kuroo [f]

— panalangin : prayer ; seijoh 4 [f]

— liar ; kuroo [f]

— miscommunications ; suna, atsumu [a/f]

— sore losers ; multiple [f]

— love languages ; kuroo [f]

— dino plush ; tsukishima [f]

# BULLETIN !

— if fate permits kuroo x f!reader smau [ong]

# STATUS & UPDATES !

— suggestions : CLOSED

— taglist : OPEN

— received suggestions | completed suggestions

content belongs to @tetsvhoe do not plagiarize my shit. i will come for u and bite ur ankles.

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goshikitsutomusmommy · 3 years

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“Incorrect Quotes with Haikyuu Boys„

Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4 , Part 5 , Part 6 , Part 7 , Part 8 , Part 9 , Part 10

Synopsis : Different Quotes From Brooklyn-Nine-Nine (and F.R.I.E.N.D.S) as Haikyuu Characters

Genre : Comedy , slight romance

Paring(s) : Osamu x reader , Atsumu x reader , Shirabu x reader , slight Iwaizumi x reader , slight Kyoutani x reader

Word Count : 0.83k

Warning(s) : She/her pronouns used , slight mention of suicidal joke , timeskip spoilers

Masterlist Link : Here

Osamu : *About to leave*.

[Name] : Aren’t you forgetting something?

Osamu : *Kisses forehead and heads out*.

[Name] : No! Pay the bill!

Part 1/4

Suna : [Name] hasn’t taken her eyes off her phone in two hours. First to make her look up wins the pot.

Aran : I’m in. A bet which improves someone’s manners? Double score!

Atsumu : Too bad, guys, a got this in the bag. A used to distract ‘er from ‘er phone all the time when we were smoochin’ buds.

Suna : Ugh, ew.

Aran : Yeah...

Part 2/4

*Atsumu tries walking seductively towards manager*

Atsumu : Hey, girl.

[Name] : *Throws nearby binder at his crotch*.

Atsumu : *Groaning*, Catch ya later...

Part 3/4

Suna : Mid morning dance party! *Turns on disco music on speaker*.

*Manager dancing to the music without looking up from her phone*

Suna : She’s dancing even better than normal.

Part 4/4

Aran : Oh god, did ya hear that George W. Bush died?

[Name] : *Still not looking up*, Who dat?

*Manager feeling down*

Semi : You’re a good manager. Do not beat yourself up about that.

[Name] : I’m not a good manager. I’m an amazing manager. And I’ll never forgive myself.

Shirabu : I didn’t understand why people care so much about their dumb love interests till I got a dumb girlfriend myself. I’ve only been with [Name] for a day and a half, but if anything happened to her, I would kill everyone in this room and then myself.

*Karasuno mentoring elementary students for the day*

Part 1/3

[Name], to two young girls : Okay, you two are obviously the alphas. You’re dating the blond kid and you like Filipino Bieber but you’re worried he’s still into Little-Miss-Side-Braid-Janky-Purse. Haha! I know so much. Hi, I’m [Name]. Hey~!

Part 2/3

Daichi : Great. So can you take over with the kids for a bit?

Asahi : Of course! I’m amazing with kids!

*Daichi leaves momentarily*

Asahi : *Nervous laughter*, I’m terrible with kids. I don’t know the lingo. You have to do this!

[Name] : I can’t, Hina is in the bathroom right now freaking out because Yui made out with Akira even though she knows Mei’s into him. Unless you want the Spring Dance to be a total drama fest, I have to be there for her.

Part 3/3

Daichi : Oh, uh, [Name], Akito-Sensei said you had a real impact on those kids. Apparently, you were just named Spring Dance Princess somehow...?

[Name] : Mhmm, what am I always telling you guys? I’m royalty.

[Name] : Apparently, he’s very into bird watching, so talking to a woman should blow his mind. And talking to this *Gestures to self*, woman, it could kill him.

Yachi : *Taking notes*.

*Meeting Seijoh for the first time as their manager*

[Name] : Hi. [Surname] [Name], the human form of the 100 emoji.

*Iwaizumi having a hand wrestle with Kyotani*

[Name] : Guys, take off your shirts! It’s restricting your body movements.

*Kageyama and Hinata in the boys bathroom trying to be discreet about a secret*

Kageyama : No one can know about this, understood?

Hinata : Understood.

[Name] : Understood.

*Kageyama and Hinata visibly alarmed*

[Name] : *Entering their stall*, What? I hang out in the men’s bathroom all the time. The acoustics are amazing~.

{Exceeded limited pics, pretend for me😁}

*Aged up*

*At [Name]’s apartment*

Part 1/2

Semi : Then you distract her a Barbie doll.

Shirabu : *Deep in thought*.

[Name] : Or... You could just, you know... *Pushes Shirabu aggressively onto already broken fridge*.

[Name] : *Mouth gaping dramatically*.

Shirabu : What the hell are you doing?!

[Name] : Wh... What the hell am I doing? What the hell are you doing?! You just broke my fridge!

Shirabu : What?! How do you know if—... *Deep breathe* How do you know if it’s even broken?

[Name] : Oh, you think I don’t know what breaks my fridge? Excuse me! *Opens fridge door*, Well, what do you know? Broken! That’ll be ¥45 thousand.

Semi : [Name], I saw you push him.

[Name] : Semi, remember what I told you when our fridge broke? I still haven’t gotten the check for your half yet.

Shirabu : Do not give her any money.

[Name] : I’m talking to you, you broke my fridge!

Part 2/2

[Name] : You owe me ¥45 thousand.

Goshiki : Okay, sure!

[Name] : Really?!

Goshiki : Yeah, yeah. Oh, wait! Technically, you owe me ¥70 thousand for sending happy thoughts on your last ten auditions.

[Name] : *Silence*, ... Call it even?

Goshiki : Okay!

{Pretend this is a header too <33}

*Timeskip*

*[Name] walks in Sugawara’s elementary classroom*

[Name] : Suga, can I talk to you? It’s urgent.

Sugawara : Yeah, sure...

[Name] : Okay, Daichi and Asahi are running a little late today for our hangout.

Sugawara : But, what’s wrong with them?

[Name] : Nothing, why?

Sugawara : [Name], you said it was urgent.

[Name] : Oh, yeah, it is. I’m going to the movies and it starts in, like, five minutes.

Sugawara : Do you realize I have a classroom full of students?

[Name] : Oh, I’m sorry. I’m so rude! *Turns to talk to the students*, Does anyone want to come to the movies?

{Again, pretend this is a header plsss}

Author’s Note : I just made the masterlist and it took me a while to figure out how to link it to my bio🤕🤕 if you wanna check out my work, here is the link

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aitarose · 3 years

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THE THEORY OF US (H. IWAIZUMI) pairing: iwaizumi hajime x fem!reader

synopsis: crushes are always inevitably revealed, whether through confessions or actions—however, you never thought you’d finally get the chance to make iwaizumi hajime yours during one of your many study sessions in the empty mathematics classroom.

word count: 1.3k

genre: high school, mutual pining, fluff, based on me hating my math class and not wanting to take my test, unedited

warnings: suggestive content, making out?

notes: hey sexcs, i wrote all of this during that speed write and this is completely not proof read at all bc im tired and want to fall asleep—but here’s what i have lmao

↳ DIRECTORY

There was a way in the posture of his stance, how he stood over the desk, hand supporting his body while staring down at your paper—deep veins protruding out of his skin, his muscles stiff as his concentration stayed on you and only you. It was like he was an addiction, something that you knew you couldn't have but just so wanted to taste—have a small bite of what was Iwaizumi Hajime, and never let go.

However, as the two of you were alone in the empty classroom, going over the questions that you had gotten incorrect on your last quiz, trying to find solutions that apparently he could solve—as the highest-ranking member of the class—all your mind could pay attention to was the feeling of his breath on the back of your neck. How it made shivers run up the back of your spine, heartbeat racing as a need inside of you grew into something worthwhile. Something that you just couldn't ignore.

"Iwa." You sighed, closing the textbook and placing your hand over his—the dainty fingers touching the calloused palms, noticing how rough and patched they were, wishing that you could hold them all of the time—walk through the hallways as his girl, as the person that was his and only his. "We've been at this for an hour now—if we're ever going to make any progress, it won't be today. My brain is practically fried."

He sighed, bringing his arm up and running a hand through the mess of hair on the top of his head. Brown locks falling just above his eyebrows as his eyes narrowed on you—determination at the tip of his tongue. "No," he shook his head, believing that he was capable of getting you that perfect score, that one-hundred percent in the class. "I can help, Y/N. Just trust me, okay? If anyone's going to help, it's going to be me."

With his words, you nodded—having been in somewhat of a trance in the deepness of his gaze, blood rushing hot whilst he wrapped an arm around your shoulder, squeezing you quickly and reopening the notes. You bit your lip, having him so close—a mere ruler length away from your body was torture, it was completely threatening to every sense of rationality in your brain.

He was your tutor, that person that was trusted to keep your grades up—to make sure that you succeeded in class and didn't lose your perfect GPA—but he was also Iwaizumi. He was that boy who'd hold the door open for students in the halls even if he was running late for class. The type of guy to always remember your birthday when you're only acquaintances and get you a small little gift for the special occasion.

If there was any perfect guy in the world, any boy that neared your perfect match—it was him.

So, knowing that you might never get the opportunity again, that you may never be as close as you are now—as close as two platonic friends could be—you took his palm in yours and asked him the simplest question that any girl could say to the guy of her dreams. "Can I kiss you?" A little stutter spoke in your voice, nerves wracking your mind and fear in your eyes as he froze mid-sentence, trailing off on the probability theory that you'd been working on.

There was a bit of hesitation in his stature, a weary nature that you hadn't quite seen before—it was frightening, the unexpected, whatever could come as a result from that one question. From that one single chance that you'd decided to take. "What did you just say?" He looked up, eyes on yours, hand still beneath the softness of your skin as you gulped. Before you could even respond, Iwaizumi took matters into his own hands—grabbing your cheeks and surging forwards, pressing his lips to your own.

It felt like ecstasy, him kissing you. If heaven was real in any way, this would be what it'd feel like to live there. To feel the wonders of pure paradise all of the time, twenty-four-seven in absolute bliss—no worries in the air, just utter happiness, and sensuality. He was your match, the person that you'd always wanted, and now you finally had him—you finally had him above you, tilting your head up with his pointer beneath your chin as his mouth moved with yours.

"Iwa." You attempted to say between kisses, breaths heavy and harsh, heart pounding out of your chest as he pulled away—eyes wide and lust-filled. "Iwa are you sure about this? I don't want you doing anything you're uncomfortable with." You folded your hands in your lap, watching as he sat back into the desk beside yours, falling into the chair as he once again ran his fingers through his tangled hair.

After a moment of silence, a smile overtook his face—a bright and wonderful beam of joy directed towards you—directed towards you and only you. "C'mere." He patted his knee, gesturing for you to come closer, to join him in the small and cramped space—to which you obliged. After all, what were you going to do? Ignore him? This was Iwaizumi Hajime we were talking about, Seijoh's esteemed ace. In no world would you ever ignore his wants and needs.

Immediately, his grip found your waist. Holding it with force as he settled you into his lap—connecting your lips once more as a gasp escaped your throat, surprised by the aggression that he was showing, surprised by how much he seemed to want you. As you carried on, heated and heavy with lust and attraction, infatuation in the middle of your high school mathematics classroom—his lips began to trail down.

It was everything you ever wanted, him peppering showers of love off of your jaw and neck—softly sucking and nipping, leaving small bruises on the pinkness of your skin—marks that you'd have a hell of a time figuring out how to cover up after all this was over. "Oh my god." You moaned out, arms holding his head to your body, making sure that he wasn't going to let go anytime soon. "Keep going. Keep going, Iwa."

He paused, disobeying your demands and taking a quick glance up at your face. You were the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, how you closed your eyes at his touch, mouth gaped open and gasping for air—it was a sight that he never wanted to get tired of, a sight that he'd been wanting to see for months now as you sat beside him in class. "Call me Hajime." He nodded, referencing the former title that you'd known him by. "You can call me Hajime, Y/N."

A light flush rose to your cheeks at the sound of your promotion, knowing that this meant that this wasn't going to be a one-time thing—that this could potentially be the start of a relationship, a long and lasting relationship between the two of you that could one day result in love. Love that you'd dreamed of since setting eyes on the brunette boy. "Then keep going, Hajime." Your eyes narrowed, challenging him to continue, challenging him to satisfy the needs you both were striving to complete.

With your wishes granted he cupped your face, hands covering the skin of your red blossoms and molding his mouth over yours for the third time that afternoon—biting the bottom of your lip and moving his tongue with your own. He was an exceptional kisser, that was for certain. There was no one in your past that even came close to how fantastic he'd already begun to make you feel—no past relationship that held a candle to the butterflies that grew in your stomach when he was around.

The butterflies that were the first of many, the first of millions on millions of jitters and nerves that would always arise with him. A relationship that was one of the books—all beginning in this small math classroom, with one question and one kiss that led to an infinite amount to follow. Your future was Hajime, and his future was you.

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