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lusticial · 2 years

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hi hi can I request dating hc's for the males in Sdra2 with a male reader? but if that might be too much you can shorten it to Syobai, Yuki, Shinji, anddd Hajime please? have a good day also!

sdra2 males dating headcanons w/ a male reader!

i'm not sure if you wanted it to be friends to lovers, or if they just start out as lovers. to make it easier, i just made them lovers. ALSO i did not add yuri due to his backstory about hating men.

HAJIME MAKUNOCHI

dude he's literally like so protective

he wants to do everything with you omg

he already goes on jogs every morning, but he really prefers if you would go with him.

if you wake up late, he understands. just plz try to jog with him every once in a while :(((

if you have a large sweet tooth, he tries his best to stop you from eating sugar.

"how much sugar does this have?" puts in mouth

hajime sighs

he tries hiding sugary stuff from you, but lets you have it every once in a while.

he just can't resist! it's hard to say no.

if you're a boy on the weaker side, he tries to toughen you up atleast a little.

he invites you to box with him every other day, and this time, he doesn't take no for an answer.

"h-hajime... i'm pant tired...."

"okay, okay. just hit me one more time!"

that was, in fact, the sixth time he said "one more time."

though, if you are on the stronger side, he LOVES training with you.

he really enjoys training with you, it strengthens you guys relationship and overall is a great bonding experience.

also, did i mention he's not the best kisser😭

he doesn't have much experience, so he's kind of nervous to kiss you.

also, don't hug him until he takes a shower 🤨

he's almost always sweaty, he won't get mad if you hug him, but he will subtly try to push you off.

"hah, y/n, what are you doing? i'm sweating!"

once he showers, though, feel free to hug him all you want!

he will never let go 💖

NIKEI YOMIURI

oh ahhahaha tsundere boy

you should hug him in public with a bunch of people around. it's funny seeing him turn red and trying to hide it

he also lectures you EVERYTIME. it's. it's a lil funny.

"you can't just do that in public! i have a reputation to maintain!"

he pronounced "maintain" wrong and ur trying to hide ur laugh.

ANYWAY.

whenever you guys are alone, he really likes when you play with his hair.

it's so soft too.... mmm

except, he's almost always pulling all nighters to finish up an article.

"hhheyy y/n can you yawn refill my coffee..."

the moment you pick him up from his chair, he just falls asleep. like right there.

when u guys cuddle. lay his head on ur chest.Plz.

he won't do it himself cause tsundere so u kinda just hafta do it urself.

also, you better be his #1 fan.

i mean, how could you NOT be? he interviews you at every opportunity he gets, and he actually publishes the stuff about you.

even if you complain about how embarrassing it is, he doesn't really care.

i'd say it's definitely worth it to sleep next to him at night, his morning hair is A MESS.

no matter how many times you embarrass him, and how many times he complains, you both love eachother to death.

SHINJI KASAI

AHHHAGDHRHFDHHS

at first, he just saw you as a training buddy.

you trained together practically everyday, and he always helped you achieve your goals.

until one day...

you took off your shirt, it revealed your toned abs and sweaty back.

he was starring,,,, so hard.

you pretended you didn't see him, but it became too awkward at that point. he didn't even try to hide it.

"uhm, everything... okay?"

he immediately snapped back to reality and started apologising like crazy.

you forgave him, of course. but you were still quite curious as to why he was acting different.

shinji, on the other hand, was absolutely flabbergasted.

he didn't understand??! he's seen your body so many times??!! so WHY NOW??!?

that was the moment he realized he really did like you.

when he asked you out, it was all "UHHDHFNDKSIHAHAK"

he was very nervous :(

of course, you accepted his confession.

when you guys started dating, he swore to protect you forever.

he always has a smile around you, it's so sweet :(

he will NEVER say no to you.

"hey shinji? can i balance a mattress on you 😊"

"ok!"

also, he really likes to just pick you up and let you sit on his shoulder.

he's stronger than he looks, so it really is no problem.

also believe it or not, he's very gentle with animals. so if you own a pet, trust me, it's in good hands.

you know what else is in good hands?

YOU!

you just got the best boyfriend ever ☹️ don't break his heart

TERUYA OTORI

omg cute little big merchant ahhhh

he's a LOT taller in person good lord

even when you guys are dating, he still gets a little nervous. it's as if he still has a crush on you

even though he's literally 6'4, he likes being the small spoon when you guys cuddle.

he likes being held, but sometimes all he wants is just to hold you.

when you're the small spoon omg it's literally heaven

he's so comfy like a pillow

and warm

ok anyway

he's literally. stunning. in the morning

like when he wakes up... his hair is perfect... his skin looks so soft... he can't even keep his eyes open...

also his cheeks are pretty squishy

the ones on his face.

he complains when you squish or pull them, but it's just so :((((( cute :)

it's literally so fun when he lets you sit on his shoulders.

he's so tall, it's kinda like you're flying.

he really likes it when you play with his hair

bonus if you can massage him

he literally MELTS

he can't speak for the next 2 hours because he's so relaxed 😭

teruya the world!!!

MIKADO SANNOJI

ahhhhHRHHFISJAH

how do i begin this

well first of all, he is EXTREMELY clingy.

clingier than any one else

once you guys start dating, he won't let you leave him

kinda scary...

he actually starts smiling and laughing without using his mask

and his smile is :( so cute :((

it's very funny how a 6'0 man cannot carry you 😭

he has spaghetti hands 😰

please carry him he really likes it

"it feels like i'm flying! >v<"

you can tell nobody's ever carried him before.

also, despite being an amazing cook, hes never tried chocolate before.

PLEASE don't give it to him.

it's like that one episode from bunk'd when zuri gives tiffany candy.

he loses his mind and consumes every chocolate he lays his hands on.

so um... don't give it to him.

he's always waking you up at 4am cause he doesn't wanna be lonely while cooking breakfast for everyone 😭

it's such a pain but you just can't say no.

omg he is the BEST when it's winter

he can sense whenever you're too cold or too hot, so he just hugs you and changes his body temperature.

so if you're too hot, he makes his body cold. if you're too cold, he makes his body hot.

literally the best. you should be grateful

YUKI MAEDA

he always thought people were incapable of loving him before he met you.

please give him ALL of your attention

the smile on his face will last forever i swear.

when you guys cuddle, he's always the small spoon.

he feels so safe when you hold him, it also causes him to oversleep a bit.

he just doesn't want you to let go 😭

also, same like hajime, he's not a good kisser.

he doesn't know what to do??!??

"i'm not a bad kisser, i was just caught off guard!"

mhm. that's what they all say.

LOL anyways

whenever he needs a hug, he just comes up to you and throws himself on you.

he doesn't speak a word, he just wants to know someone is there for him.

kiss his forehead and massage his scalp, reassure him that you'll always be there for him.

times like this, yuki is very happy to have you by his side.

SYOBAI HASHIMOTO

"pay me 20 bucks, then we'll talk."

ok dayumm??!? rude 😭

lol he's actually kidding, he talks to you for free.

lucky

get used to his smoking habits, he won't quit.

though, he only smokes when he's nervous. if you give him nothing to worry about, you can atleast fix his habits by a little bit.

he HATES pda. don't ever do it unless you wanna pay a fine.

when you're alone, though, he pretends he still hates it.

he doesn't smell that good, and his entire body is pretty cold. i don't see why you like it, either.

but something about it... just makes you wanna throw yourself on top of him and laugh while he complains.

it's nothing personal, it's just instinct for him to try and push you off.

no matter what you do, don't give up with him.

soon, he will warm up to you and maybe even...

h-h...

h-hug you... 😱😱😰

ok but fr he really does like it when you give him affection, just not in public.

he doesn't like holding you while you sleep, he prefers if you lay on his chest or something.

he's amazing just give him time.

a/n i feel like i'm forgetting someone???😨 idk bruh anyway sorry i had writers block for so long

#sdra2 headcanons #sdra2 #sdra2 x reader #hajime makunochi x reader #hajime makunochi #nikei yomiuri x reader #nikei yomiuri #shinji kasai #shinji kasai x reader #teruya otori #mikado sannoji #teruya otori x reader #mikado sannoji x reader #yuki maeda #yuki maeda x reader #syobai hashimoto #syobai hashimoto x reader

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gontagokuhara · 8 months

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Omg I just noticed that you responded to my ask earlier thank you so much!! 😭😭😭 also im like way overdue for commenting on ao3 so it's all good 😭 ANYWHO I was just thinking about one of the chapter rewrites and wanted to ask about it! When one of the soldiers asks Kaede about her name, is there a reason why it was changed from Maizono to Akamatsu? 🤔 also I guess I'll ask why Nagito doesn't say shit anymore for shits and giggles since I commented about it before😭😭😭😭

hi hi!! first off omg there is never any pressure to review, theyre like the cherry on top but Never something that should be an obligation <3

also apologies for formatting as i answer your questions LOL i am on mobile on a lil roadtrip i will TRY my best to make this not obscene to have show up on the tl so. pointy objects discussions beneath the cut! (hopefully) (please tumblr mobile)

side note but i really like how its not *just* me that’s caught all the QoL changes i made a while back! and they bring up good questions which im happy to answer, even if some of them are less interesting than they appear!

like the kaede question! initially, i had her introduce herself as ‘maizono’ but as i was going back and editing a few months back, in the midst of rereading i felt her identifying herself as ‘akamatsu’ made more sense for a few reasons. one: her legal name is kaede akamatsu, and she has just never identified with the maizono name and what it represents to her personally.

and two (and more importantly): in this instance she’s introducing herself to novoselic soldiers, working at the direction of sonia nevermind — a goddess, automatically giving them better knowledge of the gods than the average human. at that point the situation amongst the gods was very hectic; makoto and byakuya’s child has been stolen by monsters and is presumed dead. the entire underworld has been cut off. junko was agitating amongst the gods and jeering at her confessed role in rantarou’s death because of her claim shuuichi has her spear. war is threatening to break out at the hands of no less than 3 of the Big Five gods, not to mention all the ones getting involved in order to keep their kids safe. and then seven more kids go missing, out from under the noses of nagito and hajime, with absolutely nobody knowing what the fuck is going on. sonia, given her conviction especially for keeping kiibo safe after her previous child was killed at camp, was genuinely under the impression kiibo would never go willingly with the holder of the spear, so her assumption was that the other demigods forced their hand. all of THAT to say: kaede introducing herself with the last name of a goddess would have put suspicion on the group much sooner than said suspicion actually appeared.

so not only did i feel it was more in-line with kaede’s character to make the change, but i also thought it made more sense.

and then for the other query, about me taking away nagito’s rights to say bad words 💔 ive been replaying sdr2 and, more relevant, been spending a TON of free time writing nagito (+ the other sdr2 characters) for my own personal project, and i felt my updates to his (and gundham’s, for that matter) dialogue felt more in line with his in-game characterization. i also think nagito deserves to let his freak flag fly a little, but he really doesn’t curse much in canon (a “what the hell” or a “damn it” here or there, as i recall) and since i love nagito so much i made some tweaks to his dialogue to hopefully make him feel more…him. same with gundham in chapter 4!

this was very fun to answer, thank you! 🫶 as always if any further questions arise that i’m able to answer, i’m happy to! im kind of rattling around my own cage with this fic bc none of my friends are into danganronpa LOLLL so getting to explain my thought process is fun!

#ask #bittercideristaken #pointy objects

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a-student-out-of-time · 9 months

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Maybe idk you should stop acting like you know better that SDRA2 creator? Because anyone could use words against you and say "Kanade could have better villian arc but it's lost opportunity" You're just trying to say it's badly written to justify your thinking that Linuj made a mistake killing Hibiki. and oh god what an irony that your favorite characters are part of Hajime's big harem. I love Hibiki and I also want her to have a happy ending but how you put her in a harem disgusts me

//Are you under the impression that I'm basing this of off nothing? Look up LINUJ's notes, go on his website, just look at the finished product of SDRA2. It's a mess and he's admitted as much.

//Are you saying that critizing what i consider writing and storytelling problems means I'm insinuating I know better LINUJ? His game is heavily flawed, and I'm criticizing it in ways that I hope will give other writers advice on how to improve their work. You should be more critical of works you enjoy than ones you hate.

//SDRA2 is a flawed game, but I still enjoy it for its merits. Chapter 3 is not one of those merits, it was a mess derived from LINUJ wanting to outdo Korekiyo in terms of vileness as a villain. A decision that screwed up the entire trajectory of the rest of the story and required chapter 6 to be stuffed to the gills with exposition.

//That's bad writing. That's bad story structure. These are not exercises in conceit, these are critiques from basic writing comprehension.

//Also, what about any of this is ironic? Situational Irony implies the opposite of what was intended, and if you're referring to Hibiki's development in this blog, how?

//Is her being in a polyamorous relationship a problem for you? Are you under the impression that she's just a sex object for Hajime? Maybe if you actually read the story, you'd see how wrong you are.

//Hibiki has a family now, people in her life who love her, she's trying to improve on her flaws and has seen a future that she wants to fight for. She's a ronin, an ally, a friend, a protector and a flawed but well-meaning defender of justice.

//Yes, I will admit that I was too gung ho about shopping early on, and I'm trying to improve on that myself. Yet you're the one who seems to think that Hibiki having any sort of relationship, platonic or sexual, is somehow a reflection of me being a simp.

//Buddy, you're the one who started this because I was critical of Kanade, the character do *did* want to turn her into an empty puppet of a person for whatecer she felt like doing. I think you're a better representation of irony in that regard.

//If you understood anything about writing, you might actually have grasped what i said the first time. I want LINUJ to make good stories, and he's absolutely capable of doing so. Yet you seem to think me critiquing what I consider a bad finished product is an attack on him, and by extension, an attack on you.

//However, unlike him, you seem comfortable with publicly embarrassing yourself with very poorly structured asks like this in response to criticism, which really say more about you than they do about me. Why don't you come off anon and say any of this to my face?

//If you don't, this will be the last time I'm dealing with you. Grow up, stop wasting your time and mine, and try learning how to analyze writing properly. You can start by learning the actual definition of the word "irony."

#mod talks #a student out of time

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ciaossu-imagines · 11 months

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It’s me again (the anon who asked about your favourite characters from K and Nanbaka) and yeah, I’ve also seen some people talk about how Yata is a lot of people’s first favourite character of the series and it honestly makes me a bit more protective over him because of those various personal reasons and I’m like “Sure, they love you but they’ll never love you as much as me / the same way as me.”

And I love the fact that you said that there’s no middle ground when it comes down to liking Hajime or not because that’s honestly where I am. Sure I wouldn’t want to work under him and don’t like his violent behaviour but I still find him enjoyable at other moments and I respect his work ethic. But it’s good to know you’re not violent like him. And you saying ‘unless you count being violently people-pleasing’ made me laugh because same (in a way). Because even though I often try to do what others want, my natural instinct is still to do what I enjoy in the moment and sometimes those two don’t go well together at the moment so I end up annoying others 😅 It’s like sure I want to make others happy and do stuff for others, but I also want to do something fun at this very second so I’ll do that thing that someone else wants me to at another moment. It’s a complicated and contradictory existence for sure.

And don’t worry about the late reply. My message was also really long so I totally understand and I appreciate what you said. And same when it comes down to loving to hear how others perceive characters. I honestly do enjoy Kusanagi for the most part, his violent behaviour towards Yata and that one moment with Bandō just don’t sit well with me. Plus, I love how he uses his powers so there’s that as well. He’s like one of those characters who even though I don’t like for their actions at certain moments, I can’t help but enjoy his other moments. I hope that makes sense.

Also thanks a bunch for liking my reply. I don’t know how to send short messages and it’s always nice when the one on the receiving end likes that.

I’ll also reply to your reply to my Shōhei message here since that’s probably easiest for both of us. Thanks for saying that I can be forgiven for that but honestly it is pretty bad because he should have also been on the top of my head because he is a part of me in a different way. But thank you nonetheless. And true. It would be really nice if the other alphabet boys got more love but unfortunately because we mainly get to see as much as we do about them in the manga and some other side material, those who have only watched the anime don’t see how great they are. And you know, I’ve actually been told to be more positive and smile more as well because I can’t fake my feelings. I do smile quite often when I find something amusing but not everyone is witness to that and my practical comments can sometimes be interpreted as negativity. It’s like I’m internally like him but externally not at all which is so weird when I put it into words like that 😅. But it’s so great that he reminds you of your friends because he’s someone who’d be an amazing friend to have and I’m glad you have friends like that 😁

Hello again! It’s always so great to hear from you! And he definitely is a lot of people’s first loves for K Project, and I do find it interesting to hear a lot of the various reasons people have for loving him, but I do get your feelings about him as well. I think I’ve had characters in the past, long ago, that I kind of had those same feelings about and I do know other people who have the same sort of attachment to other characters, and I find that completely okay. My general motto is that there’s enough of the characters to really go around and that someone else loving a character doesn’t make my self-ships or f/o’s any less attracted or devoted to me, but I also know my way of looking at it is not the predominant way or the necessarily right way.

I love that you’ve proved me wrong with the no middle ground and I am so happy that you do find him enjoyable at moments and do see some admirable things in him! And nope, definitely not as violent, though I do of course get angry and sometimes do wish I was a little bit more violent – I had a union rep call me up on Friday before leaving work and the way he talked to me would make most people punch him in the face and lord, did I ever wish I could except for the fact that…well, actually I’d feel really bad if I hurt anyone. And yep, I admit to being a chronic people pleaser. Again, my therapist says it’s trauma responses and it’s something I’m always working on getting better with!

Thank you for understanding about the late reply! I know that can make some people really impatient or upset, but I really do try hard to get around to writing replies and such as fast as I can, in between getting other writing done (for anyone curious, other than sleepover asks, I’m just down to the ficlets to write and I’m hoping to power my way through a couple of them tonight and at least five tomorrow!) And there’s just something really special about hearing someone talk about their favourite characters. People’s favourite characters really do mean a lot to them in most cases…they’re characters that touch these peoples lives and give them comfort and it’s always so fantastic to hear all the little things that they see and love in these characters that I might not always see. It really does help me appreciate some characters that I might not be so in love with or to find new aspects to them I might have overlooked. And so much yes on the way Kusanagi uses his powers. The cigarette scene from the first season always stood out for me so much, though that could just be because I’m a smoker myself. And what you said makes complete sense, so don’t worry!

And we match well then, anon, because I don’t write short anything. Everything I write seems to bloat and it’s the worst and longest part of editing all my writing for me. And don’t beat yourself up so much. I often end up forgetting a lot of things I wanted to add to a lot of the things I post on here and I really end up wishing I could go back and add all those things after the fact, but I don’t really. And you know what I would love?? An anime adaption, true to the spin-off mangas, that really focus on the alphabet boys of both HOMRA and Scepter 4. Like, make MOR and DOB manga anime but make them entirely faithful to the manga in both stories and animation and I would be so happy with it. I feel like if they did that, the alphabet boys would be so loved by fandom afterwards because they really are such wonderful, interesting, gorgeous boys!

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drawingasmile · 2 years

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Hajime took a deep breath and knocked on the heavy oaken door.

“...who is it?”

“It’s me, Shittykawa. You called for me?”

Through the door, he heard hurried footsteps, the door unlocking, and then it flung open, revealing his best friend, Oikawa Tooru - who looked absolutely handsome in his three-piece linen suit.

The light brown of the fabric complimented his hair and coloring, and the light purple and teal of his bowtie and pocket square just accentuated his handsomeness. He also looked about three seconds away from a mental breakdown.

“Iwa-chan!” Oikawa wailed as he grabbed him by his suit lapels and dragged him in the room, closing the door behind him.

Hajime’s eyes widened in alarm. “Whoa, Oikawa. Take a deep breath and breathe. What’s wrong?”

He gingerly removed Oikawa’s hands from his suit and started patting his back soothingly.

Oikawa sighed and looked into his eyes, “Iwa-chan, am I making a huge mistake?”

Hajime stopped patting his back. “Wait. Are you serious?”

“Iwa-chan, please tell me that I’m not making a huge mistake. I need to hear you say it.”

Hajime’s mouth fell open in disbelief. “What. The. Hell. Shittykawa. We are 1 hour away from your wedding ceremony, and you’re getting cold feet now?” He sighed. “Do you not love him?”

Oikawa gasped as if offended by the implication. “No! I love Wakatoshi with all my heart.”

Hajime sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Then, do you think that Ushijima-san doesn’t love you?”

Oikawa let out a huff. “No, I’m pretty confident that he loves me. Maybe more than I love him. Like just a little bit more.”

Hajime wanted to hit his head against a wall. Or strangle Oikawa. He couldn’t decide. “Then what’s the issue?”

“It’s just that…” Oikawa sighed. “You know how I’m competitive and can be petty at times, right?” Hajime gave him a look that said, and this is news to me...how? “And Wakatoshi knows all this! Yet he chooses to be with me? And to marry me? What is wrong with him?”

This time, Hajime really had to fight the urge to headbutt Oikawa. It wouldn’t be good to get blood on his wedding suit. “You fucking idiot. The question you should be asking is what the fuck is wrong with you?” Oikawa stared at him, eyes wide and mouth agape.

Hajime continued, “You found someone as fantastic, loving, emotionally stable, and not to mention fucking hot in Ushijima. And not only that, he’s willing to put up with you and your hot mess? You should be thanking him. In fact, we should all be thanking him that he’s willingly taking you off of our hands.”

Oikawa blinked. “You think Wakatoshi is hot?” Hajime rubbed his temples. “Fuck. If that’s the only thing you got out of that, then you’re okay. Nothing else I said was new, right?”

Oikawa shook his head, tears starting to pool in his eyes.

“Shit-” Hajime muttered, quickly handing him a handkerchief.

“No, I know all of that! I’m lucky that I have him, I really am.” Oikawa sighed and buried his head in his hands. “It’s just that these thoughts creep into my head from time to time, y’know?”

Hajime sighed. “And how long have you had this particular thought?”

“...a while.”

“Well, dumbass, it’s a fucking stupid thought, that’s what it is. And I’m sure if you told Ushiwaka this, he would say the same thing.”

Oikawa looked up at him, eyebrow raised. “Well, he probably wouldn’t call me a dumbass.”

“He should.” Hajime retorted. He ignored Oikawa’s sputtering and continued, “From what I see - this changes nothing. You love him, he loves you. You just need to be thankful for once. Now hurry up and go get married.”

He turned to leave the room, but before he opened the door, Hajime turned back to smile at Oikawa. “You’re not making a huge mistake. If anything, this is the correct choice. Congrats, Tooru.”

Oikawa sniffled and wiped his eyes. “Thanks, Iwa-chan. I’ll see you downstairs?”

“I’ll see you there.”

//END

#ushioi #iwaizumi pov #wedding #originally a thread fic on twiter

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iwadori · 3 years

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are you going to do a 'when the haikyuu boys make you insecure' part with Iwaizumi / could I request that?

When they make you insecure part 6 (Iwaizumi,Matsukawa)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

Word Count: 2.8K

Genre: Angst, Fluff

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AN: Did I embedd myself in this story? Yes, yes i did. :3 (it’s only a small part dw loool)

Iwaizumi

One day when you were walking to the gym to go see your boyfriend

You overhear him and the team talking about some instagram girl

“She’s hot” you hear Boktuo yell doing a hoot as he fawns over a picture, with the rest of the guys agreeing.

“What do you think Iwaizumi?” Hinata ask

“She’s cute... I guess?” the rest of the guys, grunt in disagreement at Iwa’s lack of drooling over the girl.

“Well I see why you wouldn’t want her Haji-kun,” says Atsumu “you are into the more simple girls bro”

“Simple?” Iwaizumi questions, and the rest of the guys agree

“Yeah simple, you know Y/N... she’s simple” says one of the guys, with the word ‘simple’ rolling off their tounge with a tone of disgust.

“I guess your right guys...” Iwaizumi says “Y/N is pretty basic and simple but-”

You leave the gym before you hear what the rest of them had to say. When you got to your house you bolt straight to the mirror, you look at your outfit and frown. You never thought your style was ‘basic,’ to be fair you wouldn’t describe anybodys style as basic or simple. Of course, you weren’t like those instagram influencers, that wasn’t your thing. But Iwa has known that about you for years... but I guess that’s not what he truly likes.

You go to your closet and take out all the contents, just tossing all your clothes (even some of your favourite items ever) and dashing them in a black trash bag putting them to the side. You were already on a mission to buy a whole new wardrobe, going through all different stores and looking on pinterest for inspo.

You didn’t really talk to Iwa for the rest of the week, since you wanted him to see you in your ‘new form,’ you weren’t being radiosilent but you didn’t initiate any hang outs with him or face time calls (which he did find slightly odd, but didn’t think that much by it.)

Finally, the clothes came and you were kind of shocked at how much you ordered you spent over £200 on clothes from all different places. When you were trying them on, you liked some of them the ones that were kind of similar to your past style but not so ‘simple,’ the others you kind of frowned at since it definitely didn’t feel like ‘you’ at all. ‘This is for Iwa,’ you reminded yourself as your forced a smile on your face analysing yourself in the mirror.

You had everything sorted, your wardrobe was now changed and done the colours and styles you once wore before is now the complete opposite. You invited Iwa over, hesistantly waiting to see how would he react.

When you hear your door knock, you rush over to open it and model a pose you saw one of those girl do trying to look as natural as possible.

“Hey babe ho-” he says, with his eyes widening seeing your new look “Woah Y/N!”

“Hey Haji..come in!” you exclaim with a beaming smile pulling him inside to the couch. “So, are we going to continue watching the crown, I watched the previous episode and god prince phillip is such a dick.”

You look over your shoulder and see Iwa still standing in your entranceway a bit awkwardly, looking a bit stunned. “Come sit down then, we’ve got an episode to watch.”

“uh oh yeah, sure” he says blinking, following you to the couch.

You got through atleast 4 episodes together, you barely talked as you were really engrossed in the show. Iwa was barely paying attention, he was too busy questioning how you were acting. This definitely wasn’t the girl he knew, even the way you were acting whilst watch the show was odd. The way you’d cutely giggle and ‘sublty’ look over to him whilst laughing at a funny part of the show instead of just doing your usual obnoxious laugh that he loved to hear.

“Oh Y/N, I’m going to go to the bathroom.” he says standing up, you don’t reply you just wave your hand in acknowledgement.

On his way to the bathroom, Iwa nearly trips on a black bag left outside your bedroom door. He opens it, and mildly gasped when he saw all your old stuff jumbled up in there. He picks up the back and goes straight back to the living room and stands in front of you.

“Haji, what are you doing you’re blocking the TV” you complaining trying to see what’s happening behind him.

He drops the black bag infront of you and you internally curse yourself for not moving. You stare at him waiting for him to say something.

“Well whats this then.” he says looking down at you, almost like a disapproving dad.

“Clothes.” you say smartly, knowing what he was asking.

“You know what I meant Y/N, why are all your clothes in a garbage bag.”

“Because I wanted to put them there,” you wanted to seem as nochalant about it as possible as if putting all your clothes in a garbage bag doesn’t make you feel sad.

“Yeah but why?” he says sitting down next to you.

“Just because I wanted to” you reiterate “what else do you want me to say?”

“Well this isn’t like you, its just a bit random Y/N” he says

“I know this isnt like me you” you spat, standing up “Isn’t this what you wanted anyways.” You head to your bedroom picking up the bag with you, with Iwa hot on your heels.

“What do you mean this is what I wanted?” he says in disbelief “When did I ever say that?”

“It doesn’t matter” you mumble, you start to aggressively take our your old clothes and shove them back into your wardrobe whilst Iwa is just talking. You’re not really listening to him your just putting the clothes back.

“Y/N Stop!” he yells kind of knocking you out of your ‘trance,’ “what is going on with you?” he grabs you hands and pulls them down stopping you from what you were doing and he winced at seeing your tear stricken face.

He gently pulls you into his arms sitting you both on your bed, waiting for you to speak. “I don’t know what you want from me Iwa..” you start your voice slightly breaking “it’s just I did this all for you and you don’t even appreciate it.”

“I don’t know what you mean Y/N?” he says sounding genuinely confused.

“Y/N is simple and basic.” you say repeating words that you heard your boyfriend say about you, you feel him tense as you say it and you slowly get out of his hug.

“Y/N I-”

“That really hurt Hajime, I know now that I'm not your ‘type’ but I-”

“No Y/N, you are my type of course you are!” he says gulping in nervousness “I love you, and your style. I’ve always being enamored by how you dress and present yourself and I don’t know why I even said you’re basic and simple I didn’t mean it that way.”

“Really?” you say sniffling looking down

“Yes really you idiot,” he says lifting your head up “To be fair I don’t care what you wear, since you look great in anthing I just want you to be happy Y/N and especially not dress for anyone including me. Okay?”

“Okay,” you agree slightly nodding your head.

“Good, so can we go and finish the crown and then burn all these clothes?” Iwa jokes as he stands up.

“Burn them!” you exclaim “These cost £200, you muppet.”

“£200! Gosh Y/N, next time you go shopping im definitely coming with you.” he says shaking his head “can’t have you blowing out your bank account for clothes you don’t even like that much.”

You spend the rest of the day finishing of The Crown and you and Iwa eventually both sort out your wardrobe. Your style and aethetic changes a lot more through the times you were together and Iwa was very supportive and helpful of every single change. Especially *insert your favourite dress aesthetic here.*

Matsukawa

You were walking with your friends; Iwa, Tooru, Maki and your boyfriend Matsun. Walking to school as you did every morning, today the topic of conversation was Tooru’s bad taste in women.

“Gosh yesterday was horrible, she didn’t want to talk to me at all,” he complained “all she wanted to do was to come straight to my place, I didn’t even have the chance to tell her my hair routine.”

“That’s why you don’t find dates off of Tinder shittykawa” grunted Iwaizumi

“Well I know that now!” he exclaimed.

“Y/N,” said Makki grasping your attention “Would you ever use Tinder?”

“Well I-”

“Of course she wouldn’t” your boyfriend interrupted wrapping his arm round your shoulder “she’s got me”

“Yeah, but if you two weren’t together, would you use it.”

“Well may-”

“Y/N definitely wouldn’t” he said interrupting you AGAIN “she’s way to frigid for that shit”

Frigid? You thought to yourself, ouch. Their was a quick awkward silence and all you could hear was Matsukawa laughing with the others laughing after awkwardly in pursuit. After sensing your uncomfortability (is that a word?) Oikawa decides to change the subject to make things less awkward,

“I need a woman who understands me!” he rants “One that can listen to me and appreciate my awesome hair.”

“Goodluck with that Shittykawa.”

Oikawa rambles on as you walk to school with the other guys chiming in. You on the other hand, were lost in thought. Your sex life wasn’t something you would want to publicly talk about let alone to you and your boyfriends' male friends. Also, with Matsun describing you as ‘frigid’ struck a nerve. You weren’t frigid, well at least to you, you weren’t.

When you got to school you immediately rushed straight to your lesson claiming that you teacher really needed to talk to you. Which was odd to Matsukawa as you usually all hung around each other until the bell rang, the other boys gave each other knowing looks all assuming the reasons for your odd behaviour.

At lunch time, you stayed in your class instead of going up to the roof where you and your friends usually end up. In the class room you hear one of the girls in your class, Empress having one of her usual gossip conversations with her group of friends.

“Hajime is so hot!” she said, fanning her face being dramatic

“Of course he is! You should totally go for him.” her friend said and the rest of the friends agreed.

“What do you think Y/N?” she says to you catching your attention “you’re close friends with him right?”

“Yeah, I am” you say a bit sadly “You should definitely go for him, I think you’d be perfect together.”

“Okay! I think I might later” she says smiling. Her and friends leave, but then Empress returns and walks straight to you.

“Are you alright doll?” she asks softly smiling

“I guess so..” you say hesitantly “It’s just something my boyfriend said to me this morning.”

“Matsun?” she asks and you nod in reply “What did he say?”

After you rehash the situation from this morning Empress scowls in annoyance, “Boys can be such pigs sometimes, such a dick thing to say.”

“I know right!” you respond “Even if I was frigid, which im totally not it’s not even a bad thing nor is it something to reveal to people in public in a ‘jokey’ way.”

“Yeah!” she agrees “I think you should go and give him a piece of your mind.”

“I mean...” your voice falters, when it comes to Matsun you’ve never really given him a ‘piece of your mind,’ even when he makes jokes that you’re not so fond of.

“Come on!” she encourages “I’ll come with you and cheer you on.”

“You just want to come to see Iwa Empress” you say pointedly “But fine let’s go.”

You both power walk to the roof where you see the four seijoh boys sitting down and eating. “Oh hi Y/N/-chan and look Iwa its Emp-chan... isn’t that a surprise!” Iwa blushes and the rest of the guys laugh.

You walk straight up to Matsun and stand right infront of him. “Matsukawa I need to talk to you,” you say folding your arms. “Why whats up babe?” he says, still sitting down with a cheeky grin on his face.

“Alone.” you say turning around walking to a secluded spot. Behind you, you hear Matsun get up and the rest of the boys saying “oooh Matsukawa your in trouble” as they laugh.

“What’s wrong with you today Y/N?” he asks slightly accusatorily.

“I didn’t appreciate the comment you made today on the way to school,” you say with your arms folded.

“Oh that little comment about you being frigid, come on it was just a joke I wasn’t being serious.” he says lightly laughing but he stops once he sees the glare you give him ”you knew it was a joke right?”

“Matsun, some are your jokes just aren’t funny,” you say “especially when they're about me and our sex life in front of our friends too.”

“Y/N I didn’t mea-”

“You just come off as a huge dick sometimes, and I can’t do this anymore if you keep on making these comments anymore I don’t think I can do this.”

“Woah Y/N, are you threatening to break up with me?” he asks “Over a few little comments?”

“These aren’t a few little comments, sometimes what you say is just unnecessary and rude.”

“Okay well...”

“Well...” you repeat staring at him waiting for to apologise or atleast say something, “fuck you Matsukawa.”

You storm away and walk bout to the group saying “Empress lets go.” She jumps of Iwa’s lap and waves by to them following you back down to the school. You walk into the bathroom and just start to cry, “Y/N whats wrong?” Empress says pulling you into a hug

“H-He doesn’t care,” you cry “He pretty much excused his stupid comments, passing them off as little ‘jokes,’ that didn’t apparently mean anything.”

“Oh dear,” Empress says consoling you “he’s not worth your time right now.”

“B-but but I love him.” you wail fat tears streaming down your face.

“I know sweetheart, I know,” she says letting go of the hug “so what do you wanna do about him?”

“I don’t know,” you say “I don’t want to break up with him or anything, but is there a point in staying if he’s just going to make these comments again.”

“I don’t know Y/N, but whatever you wanna do I’ll support. Wether it’s keying his car or reading shitty fanfiction and crying.” Empress says making you laugh.

The final bell rings and now it's time to go home, of course you don’t walk with the guys so you just enjoy your own company walking home.

“Y/N! Y/N!” you hear from behind you and of course the only person it can be is Matsukawa.

“What do you want?” you mumbled

“I..I want too” he says heaving out of breath from the running he had to do “I want to apologise. I need do.”

“Okay...” you respond

“Im sorry, Im so so sorry,” he says “those jokes and comments were stupid and I agree I can be a dick sometimes. Well a lot of the time, but I never wanted to be a dick to you.”

“Well you were.”

“I know I was, and I’m so sorry. There’s no excuse what I said and what I have said before I just hope I can make it up to you.”

“Okay then.”

“So are we not broken up?”

“No we’re not broken up, but it’ll take a lot of making up to do for me to fully forgive you.”

“Great! And I'll spend every day to get you to forgive me.”

Which he did, he spent every day showering you with love and affection. He was way better than he was before, you even went on double dates with Oikawa and his flavour of the week and triple dates with Iwa and his girlfriend. Matsukawa, although he still made jokes, he never targeted them and centered them around you in an insulting way.

AN: I didn’t really like the matsukawa one since i couldn’t really write for him properyl sooo sorry bout that one kids.

#haikyuu x reader comfort #haikyu angst #haikyu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyu scenarios #haikyu headcanons #haikyu #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi angst #iwaizumi scenarios #iwaizumi hajime #iwaizumi fluff #matsukawa x reader #matsukawa angst #matsukawa fluff #matsukawa oneshot #signedwithane😌

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totiredtowrite · 3 years

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oikawa request? 👀 can I get uuuuuuuuuuh oikawa’s in love with reader but reader straight up doesn’t get it like oikawa kisses his cheek? he’s like “oh shit we kissing the homies goodbye now? bet” sorry I love himbos lmao

Helpless

Warnings - Just my main hoe oikawa and some cursing, also it's hinted that reader is shorter than oikawa so beware ig?

Note: I got a similar request, so I just decided to lump them both together to get one massive himbo reader and Oikawa's even massiver crush on you

Male Reader

Oikawa calls you a himbo a lot.

You aren't too sure what the word means, but you assume that he says it as a term of endearment judging by the smile on his face whenever he says it. It was almost like calling your best friend an idiot, or your boyfriend a doofus.

Whatever the case was with him, you didn't mind. Having a nickname from one of your best friends makes you feel all bubbly and happy, so there isn't a need to put too much thought into it anyway.

You hummed out of habit when you arrive at the gym. The tall ceiling and polished floors always made you feel right at home. Your dopey grin grew wider at the sight of Oikawa and Iwaizumi setting up the net.

Jogging up to them, you reach up to rest your hand on Oikawa's shoulder.

"Hi Tooru-kun!" You say cheerfully, eyes sparkling at him.

"(Y/n)!" He said, his voice cracking a bit. Iwaizumi muffled a laugh and continued with what he was doing. You, oblivious to Oikawa's reddening face, just turned smiled at him with a look that could only remind him of an adoring puppy.

He turned his face away from you to attempt to hide his blush.

"Shouldn't you be getting changed?" Iwaizumi says with an annoyed eye roll in an attempt to save Oikawa's pride. He isn't heartless after all, Oikawa's pathetic struggle was even hard for him to watch.

You shrugged. "I just wanted to say hi to Oikawa first!" You take your hand off of his shoulder. "I'll get changed now!" You grin, and wave at them before turning to go to the club room. Oikawa let out a heavy breath and banged his head against the net pole.

"Cut that out Shittykawa! We wouldn't want you to loose more brain cells..." Hajime muttered that last part quietly.

"Iwa-chaan, what can I do!" Oikawa whined. "He's just too perfect!" And too dumb to notice, but that little detail doesn't need to be said out loud.

Iwaizumi hums. "Well maybe it's a blessing in disguise. You almost outed your stupid ass in front of him."

"Always so mean Iwa-chan," Oikawa pouted mockingly at him.

Iwaizumi was right though. He almost gave himself away. (Well, not really, you would probably just assume he was sick).

How could he not be in love with you though? You always made sure he was doing okay, checking up on him, making sure he wasn't overworking himself. You always gave him that beautiful bright smile, and came to say "hi" or "good morning" whenever you saw him. It's not like he was never going to tell you! He just had to figure out how to do it!

"Why not just be direct," Matsukawa had suggested a week ago, "Do something that he couldn't misunderstand." Oikawa furrowed his brows and huffed as that interaction came to mind. 'Direct.' Like what? It's not like Oikawa could just walk up to you and kiss you! That'd be insane, He reasoned to himself as the rest of the team started lining up for drills. Wouldn't it?

~~~

Oikawa was going to kiss you.

In an attempt to reason with his seemingly outlandish idea, he told hinself that it wasn't a full on kiss kiss. Just on the cheek or something. That should be complex enough to get his feelings through, and simple enough for you to understand.

After dwelling on it all throughout practice, Tooru practically had stars in his eyes. His eyes were on you the whole time, focusing on your power and how concentrated you look when you play. He wondered what it would be like to finally kiss you.

He was fully energized after ending practice, bouncing on his heels while everyone else was tuckered out.

"What's up with him?" Hanamaki snickered.

"He's finally thought of a plan to confess to (y/n)," Matsukawa responded bluntly, taking a swig out of the blue water bottle he had in hand.

"S'about time," Iwaizumi muttered, looking irritated.

"Let's just give them some space," Matsukawa shot a coy smile at the other two. "We wouldn't want to embarrass our captain."

~~~

"(Y/n)!"

You turn around, startled by the sudden loud noise before looking up to see Oikawa, a focused and determined look on his face.

"Hiya Captain!" You said. "What do you need? You look kind of scary just standing there you know," you laughed.

Oikawa didn't say anything, choosing to replace any possible words with action as he moved towards you.

You nervously fidgeted. His lack of words and eerie movement unnerved you a bit. "Am I in the way of something?" You asked, sudden worry on your face, "I can move if you'd... like..." You trailed off as Oikawa brought his hand to your cheek, resting his thumb on your jaw so he could push your head to the side. "Tooru?" You said, voice much softer now.

He still didn't say anything as he leaned down to plant his lips on your cheekbone, moving just close enough for you to feel his body heat. His lips were soft, slightly chapped, and on the thinner side. It felt oddly nice, the way his lips were warm on your skin. When he pulled back, retracting his hand from your face, he smiled triumphantly.

"Oooh," you said, face lighting up with realization. "We're kissing our friends now? I mean bet, I'll get the jump on you next time!" You had a big grin on your face, one thumb pointed back at you.

You still didn't get it? Seriously? All that planning for you to chalk it up to some regular "kiss the homies" bullshit?

"Oh enough of this," Oikawa said suddenly, grabbing the back of your neck and slamming his lips to yours. You made some kind of surprised noise, the speed and suddenness throwing you off. He unintentionally tugged you closer, his long fingers weaving their way into your hair where yours were gripping his shirt at his waist.

When the two of you finally pulled apart, you stared at him with wide eyes. Both of your faces were no doubt red. "Oh," you start slowly. "Well if you liked me you should have just said so!" You gave him that puppy-like smile again, and wrapped your arms around his waist to bring him into a bone crushing hug.

Oikawa sighed, palming his own face. What a hassle, he thought as he returned your embrace.

He didn't know what kind of an answer that was, but he decided that it was a "yes." After all, you were the one who kissed him back.

#m!reader #hq x male reader #anime x male reader #male reader #x male reader #haikyuu x male reader #tooru oikawa x male reader #oikawa x male reader

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legendaryoikawa · 4 years

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haikyuu boys in your typical romance cliche

warnings: mention of alcohol and language

note: female reader insert

oikawa tooru — as the typical popular frat boy that you happen to stumble into because you were so damn wasted of alcohol or vodka. you happen to be invited in the biggest frat party ever and you didn’t know whether you should be thankful or ashamed that you gained freedom and liveliness for a short period of time or squashing your face on the chest of the gorgeous oikawa tooru? perhaps the latter. oikawa know you because you were one of those university girl that never gave a damn about him and in instant he grew fond and interested with you. he actually finds it cute to see you all puffy and red because of alcohol but other than that he isn’t gonna let you go this time, never, especially in this state of yours. he’s that typical cliche where he’ll pull your hair up while you throw out in the bathroom while caressing your back gently and wiping off your temples with his handkerchief.

akaashi keiji — is the classmate that is really intimidating yet hot at the same time? you think you were quite lucky that you were assigned to seat beside him but the moment you gathered your things to move beside him, you can almost feel the weight of the piercing gaze of your classmates. anyways, you got assigned in a school project with him and he offers you his place since the school is bound to close at six and your place is not that appealing much either. so you both walked to his house and you can see the little things he does for you like pressing his body closer to your side when a creepy guy walks across or the ghost of his touch from your back when you both crossed the pedestrian or the way his hands slightly raises your bag cause he knows it’s heavy judging by your slouching. and when the young night passes away, he starts talking about his life and you too, until one moment he confesses that he really admires you, so much.

yamaguchi tadashi — you know yamaguchi and you’re good friends with him since you both live in the quiet neighborhood of sendai. you really love his freckles and usually compare them to constellations that makes him go flustered with his flyaway hair sticking up. he likes you but he’s just so meek and decides to never voice out his feelings. so yamaguchi is part of the photography club and is assigned to take a picture of a subject that is dear to them. and when he walked in the corridors all he could think off was just you. and so he did. you asked him while laughing, as to why he keeps on taking your pictures when you’re not a celebrity yourself, jokingly. but his answer left you off guard especially when he said, “my adviser told me to capture something so beautiful and i think it’s you.”

kageyama tobio — he’s that boy that no matter how much he wanted to go home and rest, he’ll always wait for you patiently at your lockers despite you asking him to head first because you still have committee work after school. then one moment after the adviser has finished the meeting, you’re shocked to see him leaning against your locker while drinking in from his milk. the moonlight is already shining through the window panels; making his skin glimmer marvelously. you’ll just stare at him dubiously; not knowing what to say. and you feel yourself falling down crazily for him; heart’s erratic. because he waited for two hours at the lockers just to walk you home, even though you told him not to. and you know he’s impatient as fuck but there he is, waiting and snatching you bag away from you. he’ll give you a stare and flickers your forehead while saying, ‘idiot, you think I’ll let you walk home, alone?’ and you’ll just pull his blazer down to capture his lips and he’ll blush so hard lmaoo

kuroo tetsurou — that transferee student everyone is talking about. with his dark hair, tall frame, and noted muscles— every girl is crazy about him. he is assigned to seat behind you; at the back by the window. and everything just spiralled down to complete euphoria, even you didn’t see it coming. he doesn’t talk much to your classmates. often dismissing a budding interaction from some girls. and it took you by surprise when he asked you for a pen because he left his pencil case in his friend (you heard him tell you his friend’s name, kenma it is?) and it just happen so quickly. everyday he’ll leave you sticky notes in your table with his messy handwriting saying how beautiful you are than the sun, or go out with me? with a little smile on the side. sometimes, you can feel him playing with your hair or reaching out to hold your hand underneath the table while the teacher is writing on the blackboard.

hinata shoyo — hinata will be that cliche where he will buy a cupcake because he could remember that it is one of your favorites. often running to your place because he missed the bus and will arrive at your place; his hair all messy and fluffy, panting, with his skin slightly flushed and glimmering with perspiration. or will let you cry on his shirt and won’t mind you soiling it despite the shirt being all new and crispy. he couldn’t bring himself to care to be honest, because his only concern is to make you feel better despite having his shirt all wrinkled and damp from your tears.

bokuto kotaru — is that typical boyfriend that would literally walk you down to your room despite his room being two buildings away from yours. he’s that dedicated. that every vacant period, he’ll fetch you off and lead you down to his department’s botanical garden. or will eat lunch with you in your room. or spending together in the library. he’s as fresh as lilies. young as the night. no matter how hard you cajole that you can walk yourself and he shouldn’t bother, he wouldn’t allow you. and will always carry your bag for you even though you can manage to carry it for yourself. he is also that kind of cliche where he’ll ask his professor is he needs something from your building and volunteers to get it for them just to visit you in you room. excusing you from your class and won’t say anything but just steal a peck from you a make a dash towards the faculty room with a proud smirk painting his face cause he rendered you speechless and flustered, again.

tsukishima kei — is that typical cold guy in campus that everyone is lowkey scared of. you were asked by your biology teacher to borrow the books for the class’s current lesson from the library on the spot you took a beeline for the shelves as fast as you could. but for fuck’s sake all the books were placed at the topmost part of the science shelves. you stood there for a good minute while glaring at the books overhead. you know you were damned for good since there are no chairs nearby that are available and the librarian is nowhere to be seen. you stomped you feet in annoyance until you felt a looming presence behind you. a tall one. and the person smells of fresh vanillas as well. when you turned around, you saw tsukishima grabbing the books at ease and handing it to you and stalked away. you thanked him quietly but it was enough for kei to hear and he wasn’t wrong when he thinks you we’re cute while struggling to get those books on top of you.

iwaizumi hajime — that boy you hated to the core. you didn’t know why but he just goes right after your nerve. pressing of your buttons. iwaizumi is the bugbear of your life. yet for him, you’re the fucking cutest person he ever met in his life. and he doesn’t know why you’re so annoyed with his whole existence. but one time, he decided to play it off and decided to push your buttons more. there’s a debate in your class and he stood up to contradict your claims. and basically everyone could feel the sexual tension arising in the air, yet they didn’t utter a word. iwaizumi thinks you’re so hot when your mad and whenever you put an emphasis to him name. or the cliche where he yanked your arm when you’re about to leave the room just to playfully lean in your face, while whispering, ‘you’re so difficult, yet you’re making me want you more’ e2l, pls.

kozume kenma — kenma is that typical boy that doesn’t allow people to play his console or his psp because it is something dear and precious to him. not even kuroo. no matter how his teammates beg to ask him for just one game, he’ll never allow except for you ;) to the point you don’t have to ask him, sometimes he’ll be the one to offer and let you play the recent game he just purchased lol

— part two will be posted soon! hope you guys like this,, i just started this yesterday with my love, @fratboyjae while we were casually throwing out cute blurbs to each other LOL HAHA. requests are currently open, send them in! love lots!

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3seven-gambler · 2 years

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#⌁꒰Fuγuhiko, Gundhɑm, ɑnd Mondo with ɑ S/O who’s the blɑckened꒱

⋆ word count: 3580 ⋆ genre: angst, no comfort ⋆ a/n: Reader dies, little spoilers from Goodbye Despair and some gore.

࿐♡Fꮜꭹꮜꮋꮖꮶꮻ Ꮶꮜꮓꮜꭱꭹꮜ:

-“W-why me?!” You asked nerviosly. -“Peko was my friend, I w-would never do that to her!” This time, Peko Pekoyama, the Ultimate Swordswoman, was now dead. She was found in her cottage. Fuyuhiko and you were the first two to saw the dead body. While your boyfriend stayed by Peko’s side, you went to the hotel restaurant to call all the others. Then, after everyone was in the place, the dead body announcement soundeed, indicating that it was time to investigate. At first Fuyuhiko denied it, he wanted to be alone with the reminds of his friend, but Hajime insisted and, with lot’s of angry screams in between, he let the investigation begin. According to Mikan’s autopsy, Peko’s cause of death was poison. Apparently something she eated had a medicine that, if you consume it in excess, it could kill you. Hajime found some muffins laying in a table near Peko’s bed and aslo, when he reserched on the pharmacy in the second island, five boxes of headache pills were gone.

-“Because you were the last person that Peko was with” Nagito said.

-“But we were thogether when we found her you son of a bitch!” Fuyuhiko snapped, he wasn’t going to allow Nagito -or anyone- to say that you were the culprit.

-“I saw both of them in the hotel kitchen cooking the muffins we found on Peko’s room. You used the missing pills in the muffins mixture and then you waited for Peko to eat them”. Nagito affirmed.

-“Shut the fuck up Komaeda! S/O gave me the same muffins and I’m here with you all stupid people! If Peko was poisoned, then one of you must have done it, so you better start talking because I’m going to kill all of you motherfuckers!” Fuyuhiko was loosing his temper right now, first he lost his friend, and now everyone was pointing towards you?

-“Fuyuhiko, you were asleep 30 minutes before founding Peko, right?” Nagito asked him.

-“What the fuck has that to do with this?!” Fuyuhiko was about to beat the hell out Nagito, you could see it in his face.

-“I’m going to take that as a yes. Hajime you do see it now, don’t you? with the clue that I gave you before it should be preatty clear who the culprit is” the Ultimate Lucky Student asked.

-“I do, here is what happend!” Hajime prossed to explain everyone the killing secuence.

-“So the culprit and Peko went to the hotel kitchen to do the muffins. Before putting them inside the oven, the culprit used the headache pills in one of the trays, and in the other one the sleeping pills that Nagito found in the culprit’s cottage. When the muffins were ready, Peko and the culpcrit went to her cottage, then the culprit went to Fuyuhiko’s cottage to bring him the other muffins, they stayed there waiting for him to fall asleep and then returned with Peko, making sure she eated the muffins. When Peko was dead, the culprit returned with Fuyuhiko, who was starting to wake up. When he woked up, both of them went to Peko’s cottage, were later, they founded Peko’s body, isn’t that right Y/N?”

-“What are you talking about, don’t fuck with me like that! S/O stayed with me the whole fucking time, they didn’t kill Peko!” Fuyuhiko now lost his temper, everyone could see in his face trace of anger, but aslo of sadness.

-“Fuyuhiko’s right I didn’t… I just…” tears starting to apear in your eyes, you didin’t wanted to die, you did this because, that bitch was going to stole your boyfriend from you. You always saw them laughing together and you also saw how Fuyuhiko’s eyes softened whenever he was around her.

-“If you love Fuyuhiko then surrender now, Y/N, is for the best” Nagito told you. He was right, you did this because you loved him so much that you would kill for him.

-“Don’t you dare to talk to them like that, I’m g…” Fuyuhiko snapped to Nagito, but he was interrumpetd by you.

-“Stop Fuyu, he’s right” you looked him at his eyes.

-“W-what are you talking about S/O?” now he was starting to cry.

-“He’s right, my love. I did kill her” you looked away from him.

-“B-but, what are you saying S/O, you aren’t capable of that, why would you do that?”

-“I… I was jealous of her”.

-“J-jealous? Why would you be jelous of her? you are my girlfriend/boyfriend/partner, S/O! She was just a friend for God’s sake!”

-“But you were kinder to her! I saw it all the time Fuyuhiko, I killed her because I love you, I didn’t want you to leave me”.

-“Why don’t you talked to me then?” Fuyuhiko was now broken. -“We could have avoyed this!”

-“I-I don’t know Fuyuhiko, I just, don’t know”.

-“Oh, this is so boring! Why don’t we start the voting?” you all heared Monokuma speak and then you started the voting.

-“And the blackened student was… (y/n) (l/n)! You got it all right! Well not all of you, Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu voted for himself.

Fuyuhiko looked pailed, he standeed there, looking at you with sad eyes.The person that he loved killed his best friend, just because of jealousy. He thought that all of this was his fault, after all, you said that he wasn’t the same with you, maybe it was true. Now, you were about to get executed, and he couldn’t do anything to stop it. You walked over him and gave him a tight hug.

-“I’m very sorry Fuyu, you were right, I should have talked to you”.

-“No, S/O, it’s my fault, I should pay more attention to you and…”

-“My love, you didn’t do anything wrong, I’m the one who’s not ok” you gave him a little sad smile and you kissed him.

-“I’m ready Monokuma”.

-“Ok then, It’s PUNISHMENT TIIIIIIIIIIIME!”

You walked behind Monokuma. Before crossing the door, you turn around and face everyone, you said goodbye with your hand and then a metallic chain was around your neck and started to drag you down the hallway. Fuyuhiko stayed there watching you getting executed, still standeed, without making a sound. After you were finally dead, everyone got into the elevator, but Fuyuhiko didn’t move, at all. Hajime went for him, and he basically dragged him into the elevator along with the rest. When all of them were again in the island, Fuyuhiko went to his cottage and stayed in there, just thinking about all the grat memories he had with both Peko and you.

࿐♡Ꮐꮜɴꭰꮋꭺꮇ Ꭲꭺɴꭺꮶꭺ:

You were found dead in the one of the restroom at the grape house. You have a knife on your throat. The firsts one to found you were Akane, Sonia and Chiaki, who were all looking for you because you didn’t show up at the training session in the morning, so everyone decided to go in separate ways to look over you. Sonia screamed, while Akane and Chiaki stayed shooked looking at your dead body. Chiaki went to call all the others so the investigation could start. Gundham was really worried, where his dark companion could be? he feared the worst; and when Chiaki showed up with a sad expresion in her face, he was desesperated.

-“W-what happend Chiaki?” Hajime asked with a worring tone in his voice. She met her eyes with Gundham’s.

-“I-I’m sorry Gundham” she said while putting her hood, hiding some tears in her eyes.

-“W-why are you apologizing for, mortal?”

-”W-we found Y/N dead in the one of the restrooms”.

Gundham run over the restrooms. When he arrived, he saw Akane and Sonia surrounding a big stain of blood all over the floor. He entered the restroom, both girls looked at him with eyes full of sadness and then they let him watch you. Gundham looked at you horrified. He walked slowly to your side and grabbed your body, tears starting to fall over his face. The Devas came out of his scarf, also looking at you with their little eyes full of sadness.

-“D-don’t worry Gundham, we’re going to find whoever did this!” Sonia spoked up, trying to give hope to her friend. But Gundham didn’t pay attention to her, he was focused watching your penetrating cold eyes. He couldn’t do anything, he was debastated, he couldn’t protect you as he promised. But now he was going to make pay the person who killed you. While after, the others appeared and started investigating all the areas. After a while, the class trial started. They argue with one other until Nagito spoked up.

-“It’s my time to bring all of you Ultimates some hope! Gundham, maybe you should be the first one to read this!”

-“What are you talking about, mortal?” Nagito handeed Gundham an envelope that read “For my classmates and for the Overlord of Ice”. He recogniced your handwritting. Inside it, there were two letters. Gundham grabbed the one that was directed to all of the presents and read it aloud.

Dear everyone,

If you are reading this, that must mean that I am dead. First, I wanted to say that I killed myself, so please, if you are in the middle of the class trial arguing, stop it. I did it, so you all should vote for me. Please, you need to leave that awfull place. I just wanted to say to you all that it was really nice to met you, I had a great time with all of you when we weren’t on a trial or investigating. Please stay alive! And thank you! You all teached me lots of things and we made great memories together, I’m never going to forget them.

Love you all,

Y/N

Everyone started to cry or just went quiet. And then, he grabbed the one with his name, but he read it only for himself.

Lord of Ice,

My dear Gundham Tanaka, where to start? I always remember the first day we met, when we had a normal life instead of this killing one. Remember how we met? That was the best day of my life. When you asked my number with the excuse of checking on my little bunny next week, I think that I almost faint in there. A boy, asking for my number? I didn’t see that everyday. And of course that I gave you my number, you were so cute. You still are, actually. And not just that, your personality, oh lord, you are an unique one, you know that? I consider myself the luckiest person in the world for finding someone like you. I am never going to forget none of our memories. Our firsts talks, our first hanging out, then your confession, our first kiss, our first dates and everything. I love you with all my heart Gundham, that’s why I sacriffised myself. I knew what you were going to do, and I wasn’t going to allow it. But I didn’t want to kill anybody, so I just took my own life. I hope you forgive me. Say to the Devas that I love them all, please. And now, my lord, I just wanted you to know that I really love you and I always will. Thank you for everything. I am going to miss you, live for me, Gundham.

With lot’s of love.

Your dark companion, S/O

Gundham’s eyes started to be full of tears, you sacrifise yourself for the sake of everyone. He just couldn’t take it. He had all the signs last night, when you gave him that long talk about how you loved him and many other things. He now felt empty. While staring at you letter he notice that inside the envelop there was something shinning. He took the shinny thing out of it and then he notice it was your favorite ring, the one you never tooked it off. There was a little card with it which said “Remember me always” He looked at it again and then putted it on. He falted a sensation of realive for a moment, like if something was there with him. He looked at the ring and smile a little, with tears still falling from his eyes. After discusing the letters topic, Hajime explained what ocurred. Then, Monokuma said it was time to vote, so all of the Ultimates voted.

-“And the blackened student was… (y/n) (l/n)! You got it all right! Congratulations everyone!”

With that it was now time to go to the hotel. Everyone got on the elevator, but Gundham stayed there, still with the letter in his hand, looking at your picture with the “X” on it.

-“You are really an angel, my companion” he smiled a little. Before leaving, he heard a sweet laugh behind him -your laugh-. He turned around to see your picture one last time, and then he got on the elevator, while he watched your ring and thought about all the good times you two spent toghether.

࿐♡Ꮇꮻɴꭰꮻ Ꮻꮃꭺꭰꭺ:

This time, Celestia Ludenberg was found dead in the showers. She had apparently died of a hit in her head. Aoi and Sakura founded her when they were about to enter the sauna. Aoi run over to tell everyone about the discover. When they all got there, the dead body discover announcement soundeed and everyone start investigating or doing they usual stuff. When the time passed, they all went to the famous red door, where the elevator leading to court for the class trail was. When everyone was there, the trial started.

-“Where do we start?” Yasuhiro asked.

-“For the victim, of course” Byakuya replaid.

-“The victim was Celes, me and Sakura found her together when we were aheding to the sauna” Aoi started

-“According to the Monokuma file, the murder was between 4 PM and 04:30 PM” Makoto continued. -“Do you girls remember at what time you went to the sauna?”

-“About 04:40 PM, when we finished our training sesion” Sakura answered with her calm voice.

-“S-shall we disscus about o-our a-alibies?” Toko asked

-“It’s a start” Kyoko spoked up.

-“Then, me and S/O were together in my room at that time”. Mondo said.

-“T-Together in the same room?! bro that goes against the rules!” Taka answerd with some indignation in his voice.

-“We were just hanging out Taka, we didn’t do anything weird if that’s your worry” you replied to your boyfriend’s friend with a light blush on your cheeks. -“And it’s not against the rules”.

-“Y-yeah bro, don’t invent any weird shit!”

Everyone kept saying if they had alibies or not. The only ones without ones were Yasuhiro and Kiyotaka.

-“Then that settles it right?” one of them killed Celes!” Aoi said.

-“Are you seriously accusing my bro?! what the fuck is wrong with you?” Mondo snapped.

-“W-wait I didn’t killed her!” Yasuhiro defendeed himself. “I already told you that I was spending time in my room!”

-“B-but nobody c-can confirm t-that” Toko said to Hiro.

-“No, but I don’t have any reason to kill Celestia!”

-“Me neither! Killing is something immoral, I would never do that!” Taka aslo defendeed himself.

-“Maybe you just want to get out of here, that’s enough reason for killing” you said to both of them.

-“Wait no that’s wrong!” Makoto contradicted you. “Hiro’s right, both Taka and Hiro had no reason for killing her”.

-“But you know about someone who has it, don’t you Makoto?” Byakuya said.

-”I think I do”.

-“Then bright us with what you know”.

-“Yesterday, Celestia and Y/N had an argument, in which Y/N got a little violent with her”.

Everyone looked at you, expecting you to talk.

-“Y-yes we did, but I got violent just because she was talking crap about Mondo without knowing him! B-but I didn’t kill her, I was with him when she died”.

-“Wait! Now that you mention it, at 04:10 PM I saw Mondo leave his room and he ahead to the kitchen”. Hiro said

-“And you tell that to us now? You’re really stupid” Byakuya told Hiro

-“Yeah I left my room, and what?” Mondo emphasized on the what “I went to grab some donuts for S/O”.

-“So you were the one so stole my donuts!” Aoi replied with a angry tone in her voice

-“They aren’t yours! anyone can grab them!”

-“You two, stop it, we’ve more important things to discuss” Byakuya cut off the small fight.

-“Then nither Y/N or Mondo have an alibie between 04:10 and 04:30 PM” Kyoko said while she thought abuot some things.

-”I’ve already fucking told you, I went to the kitchen and S/O stayed in my room the whole time, I’m sure” Mondo affirmed.

-”How can you be so sure?” Byakuya asked.

-“Because they was asleep, and when I returned they hadn’t even move an inch”

-“Mondo’s right, I didn’t leave his room”

-“No, that’s wrong!” Makoto contradicted you. “Y/N can you show us your hands?”

-“M-my hands?” why should I do that?!” you started to get nervous.

-“Because we found besides Celestia’s body a piece of a fingernial, and the only one with long nials here is you”.

-“W-well one of my nials is broken that’s correct, but I broke it days ago now” you defendeed yourself.

-“No, that’s not it, I saw you had them all yesterday, while you argued with Celes!” Aoi spoked against you.

-“Hey, hey wait a fucking second! You’re all acusing my girlfriend/boyfriend/partner for killing Celestia? That doesn’t make any fucking sense, they just argued yesterday, but nothing more!”

-“Hina’s right, she had the all yesterday, I saw both of her hand when we stoped her of traying to punch Celestia” Makoto added.

-“B-but…” Mondo started.

-“If you think that’s not enough then look at this, Mondo” Kyoko handeed him a piece of black cloth.

-“And what the hell is this?”

-“It’s a piece of a black t-shirt. More specifficaly, the long sleeve shirt that Y/N uses”

-“W-wait no, I…”

-“I-Isn’t the same one t-that they h-have n-now? Toko asked.

-“It is actually.” Kyoko confimed. “And look at her back, a piece is missing”.

-“N-no, w-wait!”

-“Don’t even try it Y/N” Byakuya snapped at you. -“Then Makoto, tell us what happend”.

-“Here is what happend!” Makoto started saying. -“The culprit went over Mondo’s room today, where they pretendeed to being fall asleep. When Mondo left the room, they went to the showers, and killed Celeste. While trying to kill her, Celestia gave them a little fight, which resulted on the culprit’s t-shirt getting broken. When they finished the struggle, they grabbed Celestia by the head and smashed it on tha wall, causing the missing nail part get into the scene. When the culprit finished, they went back to the room again and pretendeed like nothing happend, am I wrong (y/n) (l/n)?

-“No! wait a fuckind second! S/O couldn’t have done it, they wouldn’t do anything like that”

-“I-It’s ok Mondo”

-“W-what?!”

-“They are right”

-“DON’T FUCK WITH ME RIGHT NOW S/O! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKIN ABOUT? Mondo got furious.

-“They got it all right, I killed Celestia”.

Mondo stayed there, looking at tou with a big surprise in his eyes.

-“B-but… w-what a-a… why the fuck did you do it S/O?!” He asked you with a voice full of fear and sadness, tears starting to get out of his eyes”.

-“Because I needed to defend you! She wouldn’t shut up about the horrible things she said to you bahind your back! She deserved it!”

Mondo looked at you, now crying. You were in this situation because of him after all.

-“S/O I-Im very sorry, I r-really am”.

-“Hey, it’s not your fault at all my lovely biker boy. Maybe I shouldn’t have let my emotions get over me, but well, here we are” you laugh a little. You looked at Monokuma. -“Hey you, weird bear, time to vote”.

-“N-no wait! You can’t…” Mondo tried to spoke, but Monokuma interrupted him.

-“Oh shut up now, It’s time to vote everyone!”

All of you casted your votes. Finally, you were declareed as the culprit.

-“And the blackened student was… (y/n) (l/n)! You got it all right! Well almost all of you, Mondo Owada voted for Celestia Ludenberg”. Mondo looked at you, crying more than before. You started to cry a litlle too, you were about to die after all. Mondo went by your side and hugged you, very tigly.

-“I won’t allowed it, you don’t deserve this”.

-“But you know, those are the rules, I was found guilty, Mondo, you can’t change that” you proseed to give a very pasionate, but still sweet, kiss to your boyfriend. A kiss that said how much do you love him.

-"Thank you for everything my love, I’m never going to forget all of those beautiful memories that we sheared together”. Mondo looked at you, with all of his face covered in tears. You kissed all of his face and then you heared Monokuma again.

-"Well, if you’ve finished now… It’s PUNISHMENT TIIIIIIIIIIIIIME!”

After hearing that you gave a last hug and kiss to Mondo and said goodbye to everyone. Then Monokuma dragged you into the hallway and executed you, while everyone was watching, of course. When everything endeed, Mondo was the first one to leave the room, heading to the elevator. The rest followed him and then, they went to their respective rooms. Mondo saw yours, and he decideed to spend the night in your room, seeing all of your things and reememberig all sort of memories.

❥ 𝖱𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽. || 𝖣𝖮 𝖭𝖮𝖳 𝖱𝖤𝖯𝖮𝖲𝖳/𝖳𝖱𝖠𝖭𝖲𝖫𝖠𝖳𝖤.

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Stalker Nagito Komaeda x Milf!Reader

this was requested via my twitter:

“Hey! i’ve seen your works and I’m in love. Can I request smut where a stalker Nagito Komaeda becomes obsessed with a milf reader who moves into the neighborhood who’s like a dom in bed and ya know just large bust and taller than him. Thank youuu🤍”

a/n: ofc. but I have my own idea of a dom which i’ll use involving certain things (heed warnings)

warnings: he is so obviously a virgin in this, degradation, slight masochism, asphyxiation, spit, also Nagito calls the reader mommy (side note: nagito is in his early 20s in this, he lives alone. age of reader isn’t specified BUT I say she’s in her late 20s/early 30s)

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It was a bright day...which Nagito despised. It was summer. He hated the sun, hated the mosquitoes, and the unnecessary humidity. It was days like these he wishes he was back at his university dorm. The A/C, the tall tree covering his window and blocking the sun...it was perfect. Hell, he didn’t even hate classes. Yet, he couldn’t live in the dorms forever. When it came time to buy a home, he stupidly did so in fall, moved in during the winter.

Well, no shit the home seemed perfect then. It wasn’t fucking summer. His A/C decided to break, his windows has a great view of the sun, and most of his friends were out of town (all except Hajime, but Hajime is fucking boring and a bummer). Nagito sat on his couch, watching reruns of old tv shows. He took a sip from his nearby glass (cold water), suddenly hearing sounds of what appeared to be a loading van. He looked outside his window.

A moving van?

Right, that one old man who lived there passed away. Freak accident, by the way. Oh well, may he rest in peace. Meanwhile, Nagito was being himself and trying to see who it was. Pretty much, the dude was being nosy. He saw another car pull up. That must’ve been the family’s car. Out jumped 3 kids, what appeared to be 2 girls and 1 boy. An adult stepped out. Nagito decided he’d get a better look at the situation. He put on his shirt, black jeans, and his green hood.

He was “going for a walk”.

Without being noticed, he made his way to the other side of the street. It was a woman, she was taking boxes out of the truck. The minute Nagito saw her it was if he was stricken by Cupid’s arrow. She was tall and beautiful. Her skin complimented her hair and her legs, he couldn’t take his eyes off them. Her breasts...he needed to stop—

“Hi!”

She was in front of him, a warm and inviting smile on her face. “H-Hi,” he muttered. She didn’t hear him well, so it helped that he waved. “I’m new in the neighborhood. We just moved in,” she added, putting the box down. She stuck her hand out, going for a handshake. He shook her hand, her warm hand against his cold ones. Why are his hands always cold? “I see,” he responded, getting his shit together,“I’m Nagito Komaeda. I live across the street”. She introduced herself and complimented his house.

“What a lovely home. I hope the neighborhood is just as lovely”

“It should be. It’s pretty quiet. There’s not many families here. Say, can I help you pack?”

“You’re too sweet! I’d really appreciate it”

He helped take all the boxes in her home, helping load a couch too, and help with other large objects. They finished in 9 hours, taking a majority of the day. “Thanks for helping out, Nagito”. She made a lemonade, handing him a glass.

“Don’t mention it! Also, thank you”

One of the kids ran in the living room where they sat on the couch. He gasped when he saw Nagito. “Mommy! That man looks dead!!!”. Nagito smiled, but his mom was not amused. “Michael! Apologize..”. The kid kept smiling and said,“Sorry!”. He ran to another room. “I’m so sorry,” she muttered. Nagito shook his head.

“Hey, I’m rather malnourished”

“Ha. On an unrelated topic, are you hungry? I could make us something”

“Oh, I shouldn’t linger any longer. I wouldn’t want to disturb your husband”

She laughed. “I know you mean no harm, but I’m not married,” she added. “Oh,” Nagito muttered,“I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean it in any way”. She shook her head and reassured him it was fine. “Sit, Nagito,” she pulled out a chair,“I’m not letting you refuse having dinner with us. Especially since you were such help”. She rubbed his back before heading back into the kitchen to begin cooking.

She made him a bowl of pasta, adding chicken on the side. Nagito was quite happy. He hadn’t eaten a good meal in so long. Her kids didn’t eat at the table, but on the counter. Meanwhile, she ate with Nagito. Just as Nagito thought he couldn’t grow fonder of her, he did just that. All she did was let him talk about himself.

“Jesus, I’m sorry about your parents? How are you keeping yourself afloat with university and expenses?”

“Academic scholarships”

“Wow, you’re such a smart boy”

The way she phrased it made him flustered. “Thank you for the meal, ma’am,” he muttered,“I haven’t eaten like this in who knows how long”. She smiled tenderly, picking up his empty plate. “Seconds?”. He shook his head.

“No, thank you. I’m already so full”

“I’m glad. You know, there’s always a meal for you in store if you can do me a favor”

“What’s that?”

“My oldest daughter has her final test this week. You think you can help her study? I’ll make you a nice, warm meal every time you come over”

Nagito thought about it. He would also have time around her. Plus, she wasn’t a bad cook. “Of course, I look forward to it,” he told her. “Lovely”. He got up and excused himself to go home. “It was nice having you over, Nagito,” she said softly. He could tell she was getting sleepy. When people are tired, Nagito has noticed that their tone is rather sheepish. She walked him to the door, ruffling his hair playfully and he blushed. “Goodnight, neighbor”.

“Goodnight, you”

Before he left, she stopped him and handed him a paper: (xxx) xxx-xxxx ♡

“Call me when you get home so I have your number saved. Then, I can call you when my daughter, Vanessa, needs help. Take care, okay?”

He nodded.

She closed the door, his thoughts racing on his way home. He picked up some things about her, things she didn’t even tell him. He went home and opened a notebook, writing all of it down. He called her and she answered, her voice as sweet as when he left (only sleepier). “Hello?”. His breath was heavy without realizing it as he spoke. “H-Hey, you told me to call you,” he breathed,“It’s Nagito...Komaeda”

“Oh, hey, angel! I’m not interrupting anything am I?”

“What? No, it’s all good— why’d you think so?”

“You sound like you need to catch your breath, but anyway, thanks for calling me. I’ve saved your number now”

“Oh, great! Well, if that’s all, I’ll let you go to bed now”

“It was. Goodnight, Nagito”

“G-Goodnight”

He hung up, flustered more than ever as he continued to jot down his thoughts on paper. The next day, he woke up at 6am to wait in his car. He knew what he was doing was wrong, but he couldn’t help it. At around 7:41am, his front neighbor and kids headed for their car. Nagito, who had taken a light nap in the driver’s seat, was awoken by the car starting. He waited for the car to drive away just slightly past his house to start his own car, slowly tailing behind her.

He dropped her kids off at the nearby elementary. She got off, kissed them on their forehead (all minus the eldest, who walked swiftly through the gates). Seeing how she cared for them made Nagito feel bad, but all he did was brush that feeling off. Next, he followed her through her daily. As he did, his notes from last night echoed through his mind, adding new detail.

“She works at an office not everyday She doesn’t have allergies but is sensitive to dust Red seems to be her favorite color but always in a darker shade Her daughter is around 10 years old She isn’t vegan but enjoys almond milk Maybe has an issues with abandonment but I can’t assume that either She buys many apples but not the same amount of bananas at the store so maybe she only eats the bananas—”

Just more to add to his notebook.

He got home before she did, writing down what he had learned. His phone rang about an hour later of him getting home. He picked it up,“Hello?”. “Nagito, hi!”. It was her. He started having a mini-panic attack, because why would she be calling him? “H-Hey, how are you?”

“I’m doing alright. I was wondering if you could come over and tutor Vanessa”

Oh, thank god.

“Yes, of course. I’ll be down there right now”

“Great. See you then!”

He was relieved, heading to her home happily. He knocked on the door. When she opened it, she did so with the same warm smile as yesterday. “Thank you for coming over,” she said,“She’s in her room”. Nagito nodded, freezing when she grabbed his hand and took him to the room. Her touch was so soft, noted. They got to the room, where a girl was reading a book on a desk. “Nessa?”. The girl turned around.

“Nagito is going to be here for a few hours to help you out with homework and studying. He’s really smart, so pay attention and be respectful”

“Okay, mom”

She nodded, squeezing Nagito’s shoulder before leaving. Nagito approached the girl, she took her things out. Before he could speak, she stopped him. “Please don’t call me ‘Nessa’,” she whispered,“It’s bad enough my mom does, but not you, Please”.

“Don’t worry. I wasn’t planning on referring to you at all”

“Bastard”

“Nessa”

“I guess I walked right into that one”

Nagito laughed, grabbing a chair and sitting next to her. Her work wasn’t what he expected. Is this what they’re teaching kids now? He could’ve sworn he hadn’t seen this type of stuff until he hit middle school. It wasn’t anything he couldn’t do, but damn. All in all, tutoring went well. Vanessa actually learned something today. “Good job!,” he said. “Thank you,” she smiled and hugged him,“I felt so stupid”.

“Hey, its okay not to understand things”

Her mom walked in. “Dinner’s ready”. Vanessa got up and went to the kitchen. “How’d it go?,” she asked Nagito. “Went well, she gets the math now,” he answered. She smiled, thanking him for his help and asking him to join them for dinner. He’d be foolish not to, so he accepted the invite.

Fish tacos were served tonight with rice and beans, another lemonade made. It was different than anything Nagito had ever had, but that doesn’t equate to bad. He actually enjoyed the meal. The kids sat at the main table today, much more respectful than yesterday. “Michael how was school?”. He put a thumbs up, getting back to eating. “And Adrianna?”. She looked up from her meal and shrugged. “What’s wrong?”.

“I’m tired, but class was okay”

“Oh, okay. When you’re done, just take a quick shower and get to bed”

“Thanks”

Nagito thought it was endearing. Seeing how understanding and loving she was, it was refreshing. The kids all eventually left, Nagito finishing his meal. “Did you like it?”. He looked at her, nodding. “Great! Seconds?”.

“Full again. I don’t usually eat, but your food is always so good”

“Oh, you’re just saying things...”

“No, really! Thank you”

He said his goodbyes to the family, walking back home. It was as if he was falling for this woman more and more everyday. He went to sleep, this time dreaming of her. He never dreams, but this time he dreamt she was on her knees for him. Then, nothing else. It was as if his dream teased him.

The next morning, he woke up to some knocking on the door. He looked at the time. 8:23am. He put on a pair of jeans and his shirt, walking to his door. He opened it and there she stood, wearing a black dress and red heels. He assumed she had work and needed a favor before going. “Good morning,” he said.

“Were you following me yesterday?”

Shit.

“I, uh...,” he didn’t know what to answer. He was indeed following her yesterday. He also liked her, so if he straight up said that he was to following her, it’d ruin things. His face was glowing a shade of pink to a slight red as he thought of the right answer. He was still stumbling over his words. “I think it’s kinda cute,” she added. The fuck? “Huh?”. She pushed him inside the house, closing and locking the door behind him. “When a boy follows someone around, it’s because he wants something,” she added, but her tone was so sultry,“Well, Nagito—”. She pushed him onto the couch, leaning in front of him with her hands on his chest.

“—What do you want?”

None of what was happening felt real. Nagito couldn’t find the words to express what exactly he wanted. This was the first time he’d ever been in a situation like this, it wasn’t a bad one either. He began to panic when she straddled him. “Could it be that you wanted me?,” she asked. He frantically nodded and she laughed as she locked her lips with his. He gasped against her lips, kissing back. She slowly trailed her kisses down to his neck, cupping his jaw while grinding on his lap. Nagito moaned, his shaky hands grabbing her ass. She grabbed his hands and put them away from her. “It’s cute that you’re getting this carried away”.

“I’m sorry”

“No time to apologize. Get on your knees for mommy”

Nagito was about to lose his mind when she said that, but he obeyed. Her presence was domineering as he stood on his knees against his carpeted floor. She spread her legs, noticing Nagito desperately trying to get a look. Her red heel stopped him, stepping on his head lightly. “Am I teasing you?,” she asked,“It’s okay to be honest”.

“Y-You are, but its okay. I want to be teased by you”

“You’re adorable,” she took her heel off his head,“Let’s go to your room”.

He practically ran to his bed. He sat and waited patiently. She entered the room, heading to his bed. She began to take off his shirt, admiring his frame. She then unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans. He kicked them off and sat down. She sat next to him. “Give me your hands”. She held them, frowning slightly. “Boo, they’re so cold,” she teased,“I’ll warm them up for you”. Carefully, she grabbed his left hand, putting his middle and ring finger in her mouth. She licked to his fingertips, leaving him tense and speechless. She stopped and smiled at him.

“This is your first time, isn’t it?”

He nodded shyly. “Don’t be shy,” she said,“I’m going to guide you, but I’m also going to have my fun”. He gulped, nodded. She stood up and removed her dress. She wore a lacy black bra and panties. She brought his hands to her breasts, allowing him to fondle them. They were huge in his hands. “You like them, baby?”. “Y-Yes,” he muttered,“Can you, uh, take....the bra off?”. He was ashamed when asking, he felt desperate. She smiled and nodded, unhooking it and allowing the bra to fall to the ground. He gasped at the sight of her tits, grabbing them. She straddled him.

“Do you know what to do with them?”

He nodded, rubbing one and sucking the other. She moaned sweetly, grinding on his lap. He popped his mouth off them. That was when she took the opportunity to knock him onto the bed. She began to make out with him, shoving his tongue down her throat. They lay sideways. Her hand was on his neck, slightly choking him. He couldn’t resist but try to grind on her lap. She laughed. “Look at you,” she mocked,“Humping my leg like a desperate little puppy”. She didn’t let him speak, sitting up and pushing him back down. “I’m going to give you what you want,” she whispered in his ear,“Take your cock out”.

He was nervous as he did, hands shaky. She blushed a bit at his size. “It’s so big,” she said, straddling him,“I’m going to have my way with it”. “Please, do what you want to me,” he begged,“Abuse me, please”. She didn’t speak, sinking down on it. Nagito gasped, she was extremely wet. She began to bring her hips up and land straight down on it, repeatedly. She put her hands around his throat, now being rougher. Nagito gasped for air, grabbing her hands.

That was a mistake.

“Hands down,” she ordered, striking him across the face. “Sorr-”. He was slapped once again. “Only speak when you’re spoken to”. He nodded as his stomach began to cave in. His cock twitched each time she slapped him, making her moan. She leaned forward, capturing his earlobe between her teeth. He winced, his hands tangling in the sheets. He felt as though his entire body was blushing.

“You’re so sensitive there”

She teased him, kissing the skin and nibbling. His hips involuntarily snapped upward, making her whine. “You’re so desperate, baby,” she laughed,“it’s so cute”. He could feel her warmth running along his cock. He bit into his hand, trying to stop himself from cumming inside her. It worked, but she didn’t like him doing that. She grabbed his hands and kissed them.

“Don’t hurt yourself, put them right here”

She placed them on her boobs. He watched them bounce up and down, grabbing them gently. His rather large hands seemed small on her tits. He was extremely flushed. He took them off her and placed them on her hips. “Open your mouth”. He lay back more and did as he was told. She leaned forward, grabbing his jaw again as she spit into it and kissed him. He moaned when she did, his urges getting the best to him and thrusting upward. He hit her cervix every time, causing her to produce the sweetest and sluttiest of moans. Her walls tightened around him and now he was whining. “Are you gonna cum, honeybun?,” she asked.

“Y-Yes..”

“Where do you wanna cum?”

“I wanna cum...everywhere. I want it. I want it so bad. I wanna cum inside and on your tits, on your ass, y-your face..mouth. Please let me cum, mommy”

She motivated him, riding him harder. “Come on, Nagito,” she whispered,“Cum for mommy. Cum all the way inside her”. He lost his mind after that, groaning as he shot his load(s) inside her. He was still inside her as he tried catching his breath. She rubbed his chest, shushing him. “Good boy, you did so well,” she cooed,“Such a good boy.” He was covering his face, embarrassed and still hard. “I wasn’t too rough, was I?,” she asked. He shook his head, thinking,“Not rough enough”. He whined when she got off, revealing he was still erect. She noticed.

“You wanna go again, baby? Kids don’t leave school till 2:30. We have time for an extra fuck”

“C-Can I?”

“Yes, dummy”

She let Nagito choose how to fuck her. He wanted missionary, mostly because he craved intimacy and she did not disappoint. She kissed and praised him, telling him he was good. She held onto him the whole time and cuddled him afterwards. Nagito felt so special, he felt loved. “I can come over when I don’t have work,” she said,“Would you like that?”.

“I’d love that actually”

“You make me happy, Nagito. I could stay here and cuddle all day”

“I feel so lucky”

He yawned, looking at the clock. “Its 10,” he told her. She nuzzled his chest, humming. “Mmmm, let’s take a small nap,” she whispered,“Okay?”. “Okay”. He kissed the top of her head and held her to him, slowly joining her in slumber.

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goldenshoyo · 3 years

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Summary: Iwaizumi comforts you after your ex hurts you again.

Genre: Fluff and smut

Word count: ~3k

Warnings: vaginal sex, fem reader, use of "good girl" and "baby girl", and really not much else. This is soft. Let me know if you want anything else tagged.

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He's done it again, Hajime thought as he looked down at his phone and the cluster of messages you had been sending him. He knew before opening them, but upon confirming his suspicion, canceled all the meetings he had leading up to the weekend and decided to make you, his propriety. Surely, the team wouldn’t mind. They had more than one athletic trainer for a reason and could easily make do without him for one long weekend.

“Heading out?” Coach Hibarida raises his eyebrow at Hajime as he packed up his bag.

“Emergency,” he says slipping his phone in his pocket. “I’ll let you know if everything is alright. Might need to call in one of the others for tomorrow.”

“No problem.” He crosses his arms and turns back to watching the team run drills. With one last careful glance at a few of the players he’s been concerned with due to past injuries, he leaves to rush to the bakery down the street from your home.

Parking the car outside of the bakery, glad to have made it before the rush, he pulls out his phone and responds to your texts.

Don’t worry. I’ll be there soon. You can tell me all about it when I get there.

He picks out a few croissants stuffed with chocolate, slices of cheesecake and strawberry shortcake, and two turkey sandwiches to go. He laughs as he places the bag on the passenger seat, the sandwiches sound so out of place with all the sugary treats, but he wants to ensure you are taking care of yourself… especially since your bastard of an ex never cared to.

If he wouldn’t, Hajime knew he could.

The sound of your apartment buzzer blaring in your living room pulls you from your daydream… or dissociation… whichever it was at that point. You press the button, giving Hajime access to the building, and try and straighten up the mess that gathered in the room since yesterday evening. Unlocking the door to the living room, you lay on the couch, curling your knees up to your chest and resting your head on a fluffy pillow you’d brought out of your room last night.

You felt dumb, letting this happen again. While it’s obviously not your fault, part of you can’t help but feel like if only you were stronger, you’d stop letting your ex do this to you. It’s nearly pathetic, you think, always letting him back in and letting him crush you just to call your best friend to pick up the pieces. He’s probably getting tired of it and you can’t blame him if he is.

“Hey,” he opens the door, and you see a brown bag from the bakery between his chest and arm.

“Hi,” your voice cracks, and you cough. You didn’t realize your previous fits had affected your voice so soon.

He places the bag on your coffee table and lifts you up to a sitting position and takes your place so you can lay on him instead of the arm of the couch and your pillow. He strokes your hair softly, twirling the strands between his fingers when he gets to the end before letting it fall and repeating the steps. You let him continue this for a while, happy that he’s not pushing you to talk. You know how he feels about your ex, having had a few… well disagreements to put it lightly… over him. It’s easier when he just holds you instead of telling you what you already know.

“I brought you lunch… well I guess it’s actually closer to an early dinner now. But there are also lots of sweets. I tried to get all your favorites,” he tells you softly and you look up and see his face isn’t happy or sad. He looks completely neutral.

“I really appreciate that.” You sit up and let the blanket fall off your shoulders and pool on your lap and the couch. “Thank you for coming by again.”

He wraps his arm around your shoulder and rubs his hand up and down gently. “Anytime. I’m always here for you,” he chuckles, and you give him a confused look. “Even when you make stupid decisions.”

“There it is!” You giggle and lean forward taking the ridiculous amount of food out of the bag. “I wondered when you’d start picking on me.” You hand him one of the sandwiches and lean back on the couch. “I’m really done with him this time.”

“Mhmm,” he hums. You choose to ignore it and eat your food. It’s better this way, not talking about it and just letting him keep you company.

Hajime cleans up the table after you’ve both indulged yourselves, putting the leftovers in your fridge. Noticing your dishwasher had been run, he puts the dishes away and reloads it with what’s spread out across your counters and in your sink. You want to tell him to stop, but from past experience, you know it won’t stop him.

“Come watch a movie with me,” you plead as he shuts the dishwasher. “I think the new Godzilla movie is out, don’t you like those?”

You hear a soft chuckle, barely audible. “Yeah, let’s watch it. Need anything else?”

“Just you,” you tell him, and he smiles at you before taking his place beside you.

His arm snakes around your shoulder and you lean into him. You watch as the movie starts, not really knowing anything about the movie playing out, but laughing whenever Haji makes a comment about one of the giants fighting on the screen. He smiles at you every time he catches your gaze, going into more detail to give you information on the lore or answering a question you ask.

“That was…. interesting,” you comment as the credits play.

“Yeah,” he laughs. “It was good.”

You can’t help but giggle. “Well, it’s not my type of movie. That’s all I’ll say,” you continue laughing and he wraps you in his arms and pulls you closer. There’s a long bout of silence.

“You deserve better, you know.”

“I know,” you say quietly not looking up at him.

“Someone who will take care of you,” he continues. “It kills me every time you do this, letting him in just to use you even though this always happens.” He gestures between you and him. “Let me instead.”

“What?” You sit up, pulling away from him and furrowing your brows. “Let you what?”

“----, I’ve always loved you. You have to know that by now.” He strokes your cheek with the back of his hand. “Please, just let me take care of you. Please,” he continues. His eyes are locked on yours and you shiver.

Of course, some part of you always felt like he may have had feelings for you. But you weren’t sure if they were still present ever since this mess with your ex started 6 months ago. He never said no to coming over to comfort you, and every time you began getting closer and closer with Hajime until you become comfortable just laying on his chest and letting him soothe you to sleep like he was your boyfriend and not your best friend.

“I-“

“You don’t have to say anything now. I know I just sprung it on you out of nowhere, and when you’re vulnerable on top of that.” He sighs standing up and walking towards the door. His hands run through his hair. “I’m sorry to dump it all on you-“

Your body moves before you can think, walking over to him and wrapping your arms around him, but there’s no stopping it now. You kiss him, cutting off his word vomit. His hands cup your cheeks and hold you still while his lips move against yours. They’re softer than you expected, but then again, you’re not sure you expected any of this.

Pulling away you look up at him. His green eyes are looking down at you, slightly glossy and bright. “Don’t go.” You tell him and pull him closer to you. “Please,” you beg, lip quivering and tears threatening to spill. “Please stay.”

As the tears break the barrier and stream down your cheeks the skin under your eyes burn, the skin still raw from the night's previous. It hurts, but the desperately empty feeling you’ve had in your chest is filling up. The warmth returning and your heart feeling lighter and lighter the longer he holds you close to him.

“I’ll never leave you,” he says softly, his hand resting on the top of your head and then stroking down your hair. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” you tell him back. It feels weird saying it to him like this. You’ve told him before, but never feeling the way you do now. Your chest swelling and nerves making you want to fidget your fingers. “I’m sorry-“

“Don’t apologize for anything.” His tone is much firmer now, less desperate like before. “I should have told you sooner, then maybe you wouldn’t have gotten hurt so often.”

“It’s not your fault,” you pull away and grab a tissue to wipe your eyes and cheeks. “I’m just glad you told me.” The flood of emotions seems to be washing away, your body lighter and mind no longer cloudy.

“I really need to shower,” you tell him then laugh. “I probably smell.”

“You don’t,” he laughs. “But if you feel like you need to, go ahead. It’s getting sort of late anyway, so I’ll head ho-“

“No! I told you I don’t want you to go. You can stay the night.” You frown at him and he laughs.

“I just didn’t want you to feel like you had to let me stay since I confessed to you, that’s all. I want to respect your boundaries. Especially since everything is so fresh and raw.”

You ignore the way his words make you feel between your thighs and disappear into your room, getting your things together for your shower. Hajime joins you in your room, sitting on the bed and crossing his legs while watching you gather everything.

When you step outside the bathroom door, Hajime has to look away. Your towel wrapped around your body, skin sparkling with water droplets, and the sweet scent of your body wash is too much all at once. Adjusting his pants, hoping you don’t see, he finally looks back at you when you speak.

“I think you left some shorts here the last time you stayed. I’ll see if I can find them.”

“Thanks,” he says quickly.

Tossing him the shorts, you see he’s not making eye contact with you, and you giggle. “It’s okay to look at me, ya know. I mean, aren’t we like… a thing now?”

He coughs, “yeah, I just need to go change.” Getting off the bed, he tries to sneak past you to the bathroom, but you catch his arm.

“Why not change in here?” You tilt your head, a devious smile forming on your lips. “Is something wrong?” You fake a concerned tone, knowing what you’re doing to him. He’s hard, you can see it through his pants, but you don’t dare to make it obvious… yet.

“I… I just-“ he stutters. “I want you to feel comfortable getting dressed is all.”

Instead of answering you drop the towel, your body fully exposed to him now and his cheeks go bright red. He can’t stop himself from looking now, hypnotized with everything he sees. He’s ashamed to even think about the times he’s thought of you this way but seeing you fully nude is so much better than any daydream.

“Fuck,” he mumbles quietly, and you giggle again.

He reaches out, taking your hips in his hand and pulling your body against him. You lean up and kiss him, his tongue slipping into your mouth almost instantly as you wrap your hands around his shoulders. You moan against his lips, your hands sliding under his shirt and feeling his abs underneath.

He breaks the kiss, pushing you gently onto the bed with a small apology before quickly pulling his shirt off and attaching himself to you again. He grinds against you, his thigh rubbing your cunt and making you gasp while he bites down on your neck gently and licking over the skin. Arching your back, you try your best to get as close to him as possible.

“More,” you whimper needing more than just his thigh teasing you. “I need you.”

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to hear those words from you,” he stands up at the end of the bed and pushes his pants down his legs, and steps out of them.

His cock flinging from his underwear and hitting his stomach makes you whine, it’s almost too perfect. His hand wrapped around it and his thumb dragging across the tip nearly make you beg for him to fuck you, but you know you need to be patient.

“Are you sure you want to do this? I promise I don’t mind waiting.” He sounds so sincere; you could cry if you weren’t so pent up and desperate to have him fuck you right. Instead of answering, you sit up, opening the drawer on your bedside table, and toss a condom at him. He chuckles, ripping the packet open with his teeth then sliding it down his length.

“Please,” you say pulling him down towards you with your arm. “I need you,” you smile knowing he likes hearing that. Beyond just tonight, you plan him making sure he knows this forever. “Please make love to me.”

He kisses your lips, his hand holding the back of your head while he pushes you further onto the bed and teasing your folds with the tip of his cock. You whimper feeling the head push past your hole and inside of you. His size didn’t scare you when you first saw it, but now feeling him slowly fill you up you think maybe a healthy dose of fear isn’t such a bad thing.

“Shhh,” he whispers. “It’s okay,” a kiss to your forehead helps you relax. He stops moving after he fully reaches inside of you, and you try to relax more. “Let me know when you’re okay,” he kisses your forehead again. His lips are so warm and soft, you could melt.

“Move,” you beg once you feel the burning subside and become antsy for him to make you feel even more.

The first thrust takes your breath away, making you close your eyes and squeeze his biceps tight with your fingers. The second, you moan so loudly you think the neighbors will hear. You lose yourself completely while he fucks into you. His breath is hot against your neck and ear, shallow moans leaving his lips and making your stomach turn in delight.

“Haji, please! More!” Wrapping your legs around his waist, he thrusts into you harder, and you let out a loud cry. Each thrust is better than the last, and you wonder if you’ve ever felt this good. The coil twisting in your stomach threatens to snap with each swift impact of his cock hitting the spot inside of you that makes you dig your nails in his back.

“Are you close baby girl? Are you gonna come for me?” He looks down at you with a smirk and you nod. “You feel so fucking good squeezing my cock so tight. Come on baby, I know you want to cum. I want to feel it. Cum for me.”

Your breathing hitches and you close your eyes as your orgasm rips through your body; toes curling and nails digging deeper into Hajime’s skin. He kisses you through the high of your climax and you cling to him as if he’s your lifeline. Again, you’re left wondering if you’ve ever felt this good. How has he made you feel this high on him?

It’s overwhelming. It’s too much. You’re not sure if you can keep letting him go. Part of you starts to panic scared you won’t be able to let him continue fucking you.

“Good girl,” he says against your lips. All previous worries leave your body in an instant with those two simple words. “My good girl. I’m close too. Can you hold out for me baby?” You nod again, too tired to say anything and whimpering each time his cock drags against your walls. After a few more quick thrusts he’s holding you still and cumming.

Without stopping for a moment to breathe, he pulls out and stands up. Slipping the condom off and tying the end before tossing it in the bin beside your desk, he then tosses himself onto the bed beside you. He pulls you into his chest, holding you as close to him as he can while slowly stroking your arms.

“Is it cliché to say I love you again?” you ask kissing his chest.

“I don’t think so,” he laughs, chest vibrating against your lips. “I love you.”

“I love you!” You kiss his lips once before laying your head on his bicep and closing your eyes. “Thank you for always being here for me.”

“You don’t have to thank me,” he moves a strand of hair from your face and smiles. “I have nowhere else I’d rather be. In fact, that reminds me…” he sits up and reaches down off the bed for his phone from his pants. “Need to tell Coach Hibarida I won’t be in tomorrow.”

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saintobio · 3 years

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underground fight club. (4)

↳ iwaizumi hajime x f!reader

summary: gym trainer by day, street fighter by night—Hajime Iwaizumi gives you a front row access to Tokyo’s biggest underground fight club after setting his eyes on you as his shiny new toy. little does he know, you’re there to infiltrate the illegal underground fighting scene with another purpose in mind.

genre: angst, smut, underground fighter au, 18+

warnings: strong language, degradation, spanking, daddy kink, gagging, graphic violence (between fighters), blood/injuries, sexual assault/groping (not from iwa), explicit sexual content (it’s just dirty please you need holy water before reading)

a/n: they do be f.cking every chapter sdnsnd also, you guys should totally watch Never Back Down 2: The Beatdown bc one of the guys just scream fighter!iwa i swear

masterlist -> part five

20 minutes before your shift ended, you were proud of yourself for not initiating any sort of conversation with Iwaizumi while he was busy training his students. It was difficult not to look at him, especially when he was looking mighty fine in his training gear and you absolutely loved seeing him unintentionally flexing his arms as he put his young trainees under mitt drills. But then again, after hearing about the things he said about you, you didn’t really feel like talking to him right now.

From a distance, Iwaizumi looked like a harmless mixed martial arts trainer who loved joking around with his trainees despite his strictness when it came to drills. No one would have known that this was the same man who was a beast in the octagon (and in bed) and that he could annihilate his opponent in less than a minute. You couldn’t blame the girls from being attracted to him, frankly. It was an annoying sight to see girls flocking him around but you didn’t have the energy to express any ounce of jealousy over it. You just weren’t in the mood—not after how he described you to his friends like you were his shiny new toy. You were fine with him degrading you in bed because it was a kink that you two shared, but him disrespecting you in front of other people was a huge turn off.

If he did it to his previous girls, he couldn’t do that shit to you. You still haven’t even forgiven him for the fact that he openly flirted around when he was in front of you while he had the audacity to get jealous over the one time he caught you ‘talking’ to Tobio. What an absolute prick.

Besides, there weren’t many female trainees today, but the one girl that was very obvious on flirting with him was present along with the teenage boys who were simply there to learn Jiu Jitsu. By the time Iwaizumi was done with his training sessions, you could see from the corner of your eyes that he was heading towards your desk while you were preparing your stuff.

“Princess,” he called, drinking from his water bottle. “Sleep in my apartment tonight.”

Of course, he would say that. It was crystal clear what his intentions were and it was definitely not to make you ‘sleep’ at all. To put things straight, he wanted to have sex. Because that was the only thing he wanted from you. He wanted to simply use you which, now that you said it, you somehow used him too. Fair and square.

You bitterly scoffed as you arranged your desk without paying him a single glance. “Pass.”

“I don’t take no for an answer,” he said it with a hint of humor, but you weren’t amused and he finally noticed the change in your attitude. “What’s the deal, princess?”

You walked out of your desk and made your way towards the locker room with him following you behind. “Nothing,” you said, when in truth, the deal was you were pissed at how he talked about you behind your back.

“Seriously, baby. What did I do?” he asked, trying to uphold his innocence. He later wrapped his arms around you before feathering kisses on your nape. Jesus, why was it so damn hard to resist this man? You couldn’t deny how much you loved it when he tried to do things that make your stomach do somersaults. “Is this the jealousy thing again?”

No, partly that but mostly because you were a dickhead. You turned around to face him. “You can talk to whoever you want, I’ll talk to whoever I want. We’re not together, so act like it and be fair. I’m not an object.”

You caught the flick of rage in his eyes that soon turned into absolute derision. You knew your words challenged his weak anger management to the point where it was making him laugh in disbelief. “You got a smart mouth.”

“Maybe I do,” you retorted, attempting to stand still and pulling up a brave face even if you were actually frightened by his stare. “What’re you gonna do about it, punch me in the face? Grapple me into a submission? Fuckin’ put me on guillotine?”

He shrugged as he leaned his back against the locker in entertainment. All this taunting seemed to be fun for him. “You’re angry about something. Just say it.”

“No, I’m not.” Yes, you were.

Iwaizumi crossed his arms and nodded in sarcasm. “You’re angry now but you still wanna suck my dick.”

He was right, but still, the audacity.

A loud, mocking laugh just erupted out of you. “I don’t even enjoy sex with you, baby. It’s bland and you have no rhythm.”

Honestly, you didn’t know what came into your head or what gave you the damn confidence to insult his precious male ego because you were so irritated that you wanted to push his buttions. Clearly and very evidently, you did. You watched him as he pressed his tongue on the inner cheek of his mouth with a vile smirk displayed on his face. The vein on his neck was also tightly constricting.

You knew you pissed him off, big time.

“Hey, Iwa.” You both turned to your left to see his girl trainee looking at him with an innocent smile. “I was just wondering if you have any plans tonight?”

Great. Now he was going to use this against you like the bitch boy he was. He loved making you jealous and you already predicted that he would agree to hang out with the girl, probably take her home and fuck her on the same bed that you two slept in a few days ago. It was the perfect opportunity for him to do so. More than anything in this world, you were pretty sure that Iwaizumi was the type to get back at someone when they angered him.

However, his condescending eyes never left yours.

“Sorry Aika, I have to teach my girl a lesson tonight.”

You shouldn’t have fucking said that.

And yet, here you were in his bed in all fours, gripping the headboard while screaming his name as another wave of pleasure entered your body and sent you into ecstasy.

You had no self restraint when it came into Iwaizumi and it was pathetic. You were just absolutely spineless for the guy. You couldn’t even understand why he had this much power over you or just why you couldn’t ever fully detach yourself from wanting him but that wasn’t important right now. You could deal with his bullshit later.

For now, you felt another slam from behind that made your body jerk forward just as you yelped from the feeling it brought. “God! Y-You’re so... fucking... rough!”

“Bland and no rhythm, right?” he spoke through gritted teeth before he tightly gripped your hip and pounded from behind. Each thrust he did was a slap from his hip to your ass cheek but it was the feeling of his erect cock hitting your g-spot that was making you weaker by the second. You later felt a sting on your ass when he gave you a hard spank and the act certainly caught you off guard. He just spanked you. Holy shit, it was your first time to receive one and didn’t expect that it was really painful but all-the-more pleasurable. “Who’s bland now, huh?”

Your mouth was parted open as you loudly moaned after he drilled himself into your hole with heavy thrusts that almost made you roll your eyes out of immense sensual gratification. “F-Fuck, d-daddy!”

He delivered another hard spank on your ass with the back of his hand and it made you grab onto the headboard tighter. Was your ass cheek red? God, it sure was. When tomorrow comes, you were positive that Iwaizumi’s next door neighbor would be complaining about the noise you were making but the both of you didn’t give a damn.

“I’ll fuck the shit out of you,” he spat, stretching your ass and opening your slit so he could see how deep his shaft was going inside of your tight walls. His thick cock fit your pussy like gloves and each penetration stretched you out without mercy. You were a moaning mess through it all until he roughly pulled you by the hair and made you lean your back against his chest. Your back was arched as he placed his mouth next to your ear while growling under his breath. “You dirty little slut. I’ll fuck you so hard until you can’t walk the next morning.”

When you said he was bland and had no rhythm, it was an obvious attempt to ridicule him even if you knew by heart that those weren’t true. Hajime Iwaizumi was the best sex you’ve ever had in your lifetime and he knew it very well.

“Haji...me,” you whined, feeling his hot breath on your neck. His hand was pulling your arm while his other two fingers were going inside of your mouth. He was doing all that while he continuously moved in and out of you at such a nice, perfect rhythm. A rhythm where your hips met his with movements that brought you to seventh heaven.

“Suck,” he strictly ordered, squeezing your jaw open and pushing two fingers down to your throat until you gagged when it reached your tonsil. “That’s it, princess. You still gonna talk shit or do you want me to slap your pretty face?”

You desperately shook your head with his fingers on your mouth as you coughed. “N-No. Mmh—you fuck me so good, daddy.”

So damn good.

He gave a deep evil snort before he allowed you to rest your chest back on the mattress. It was a relief when he released you after the force that your throat was receiving and now you could only feel the satisfying friction on your cunt. You panted in heavy breaths with your head and limp upper body resting on the pillow as you felt his playful hand sneaking a squeeze on your breast.

“Shit, your pussy feels good in this,” he moaned, referring to the sex position that you two were in. He caught up to a faster, more desperate pace that had you crying against the mattress even when he finally reached his orgasm.

You didn’t cum, but he did. And he came a lot.

He released all of his load inside until your hip twitched and he instantly pulled out of you to watch how his hot semen oozed down to your inner thighs. “You’re such a good girl, baby.”

Your whole body collapsed on his cum-stained mattress with him falling on top to give you light kisses on the cheek while telling you how beautiful and amazing you were. How he went from a sex god to a sweet dork was insane, but then again, you loved having both.

It was in the middle of the night, probably around 3AM when you woke up from your sleep while in deep thoughts. Hajime was in a deep slumber with his back facing you after you two had another crazy round of sex. He was obviously pretty exhausted but it was almost cute that he didn’t snore when he slept like most guys did.

Even from the dark, you were able to trace the exact marks you’ve left on his back and realized just how deep the scratches were. The sight of your own marks in his body gave you a feeling of satisfaction in the same way the hickeys he gave you satisfied him.

You pressed a kiss on his back before sitting up to reach for his phone on the bedside table. Yes, you had to do detective work. You weren’t snooping to see if he texted other girls, you were just planning to check his past conversations with Oikawa to see if there was any giveaway that could potentially confirm the guy’s secret business.

It was easy to open his phone because you’ve already carefully observed the numbers he typed as a passcode before so you were able to access the gadget in less than a second.

Yesterday 10:21pm

Oikawa: Are you gonna come to my house tonight ??? They’re here to play pool

Yesterday 10:56pm

Iwaizumi: Can’t. I wanna be alone with Y/N

Yesterday 10:59pm

Oikawa: Let me join !!!

Christ. You scrolled up to see more of their previous conversations until your eyes caught something more relative to your investigation.

Wed 1:03am

Oikawa: Iwa, need your help. Shipment got delayed, I need some backup

Shipment? That was very vague.

Fri 4:17pm

Oikawa: Cops on the lookout

You hastily placed Iwaizumi’s phone back on the bedside table after he shifted from his sleep. Your heart was beating loudly from your chest because you were sure that the ‘shipment’ definitely meant something about the firearms case and you were scared at the thought that Iwaizumi was possibly an accomplice to the crime.

“Dad...” he slurred, turning on his back as he sleep-talked. His eyebrows were furrowed and the expression on his face showed that he was having a terrible nightmare. “D-Dad!”

You cupped his cheek out of worry. “Shh.. You’re dreaming. It’s okay.”

He grabbed your wrist as his eyes shot wide open, later realizing that it was all just a dream. With this, he drew in long, deep breaths that turned into sighs before he clung to your waist and rested his head on your chest like a child. “Why are you awake?”

You let him relax on your body while you ran your fingers through his cropped raven hair. “Couldn’t sleep.”

“After I dicked you down?” he joked through his raspy voice. You gave him a light punch on the shoulder before he playfully pecked your cheek. “Give me a kiss.”

You tilted your head just enough so you could kiss his lips tenderly and pulled away looking at his eyes. He pulled you closer as if he didn’t want to let go and it was hard to believe that this Iwaizumi was the same one who literally stuck two fingers down your throat.

“I had a bad dream.”

I can tell, you thought. His bare skin felt hot against yours. “Wanna talk about it?”

He placed a hand on your hip and stared at you. “It sucks. I keep remembering how I couldn’t fuckin’ do anything to help my dad that night. I just stood there watching him get beaten into a pulp.”

You never thought that you would see the day where Iwaizumi would be openly vulnerable to you and you wanted to seize the moment because it was rare and you treasured this side of him. “You couldn’t have done much.”

“They used their authority to hurt someone. I can’t forgive that shit.” His clear distaste towards the police could be felt from the way his staggered breaths turned still. “My dad, if he wasn’t bedridden right now, he’s supposed to see my fights and cheer for me through it. He always wanted to see how good I’d be in MMA.”

You didn’t know how to respond because you worked for an agency that had close ties with the law enforcement. It scared you that one slip of the mouth could ruin all of this—him, you, this whole setup. You weren’t ready yet. “I’m sure he’s very proud of you.”

The rise and fall of his chest synchronized with yours. “I fucking hate cops. I wanna beat the shit out of every single one of ‘em.”

You took a pause from breathing and avoided his eyes. “I know.”

Iwaizumi held you with so much affection that it hurt. “But you know what else I hate most?”

“What?”

He closed his eyes. “People pretending to be someone they’re not.”

That Saturday morning, which was also the morning before the Fight Night, you were called in to visit Chief Director Matsuda’s office to provide the intel you’ve had for the last few weeks. It was crazy how fast the days have passed because it has been almost a month since you were last there.

Today, however, your partner was absent and you weren’t informed about his whereabouts.

“Where’s Tobio?” you asked, seated inside the meeting room across Keiji.

Chief Matsuda was the one who answered your question as he stood in front of a whiteboard from where he drew a diagram of the primary suspect and the leads. “Kageyama has been deployed today for an SAT operation. There’s a bank robbery going on in the city.”

“Sniper’s in action again,” Keiji commented in good humor as he scanned through his files.

Right. You almost forgot that Tobio was also part of the TMPD Special Assaults Team when he wasn’t undercover. He was just so damn good at playing his ‘unemployed wannabe fighter’ role that you almost believed it to be his actual identity. Not anyone in the fight club would have thought that he was in the Special Unit because he seemed lanky and just the opposite of being ‘threatening’.

“So,” Chief called for your attention by tapping his marker on the board. “Intel, what do we have?”

You didn’t wish to mention Iwaizumi’s possible involvement yet but you were quick to bring up the information you’ve had from Oikawa. “I was in Oikawa’s place recently and the guy talked about having a business, but never stating what it was. The guy’s dad is in Argentina and we suspect that he might be the one dealing with the illegal sale to the black market.”

“Like what, straw purchasing?” Chief asked, writing Oikawa’s name above the stick figure on the center. “Any concrete evidence we can hold on to?”

A straw purchase could be defined as when an individual purchased a gun for another individual who was prohibited by law from possessing firearms. It could also be applied to someone who does not want his or her name associated with the transaction which would make the purchase illegal, especially because these buyers were mostly criminals.

An illegal firearm purchase is a federal crime and if you were the one dealing and transporting it to the black market, it could cost you 10 years in jail and a hefty sum of cash as a fine.

“I don’t know yet,” you honestly said. “Tobio tapped Tooru’s phone so he could monitor him and I haven’t heard if they’re—”

“I haven’t gotten any useful information for the past days.”

You turned around to see Tobio coming inside the room and you froze after seeing him in a full tactical SWAT uniform for the first time. He just took off the balaclava that covered his face and he looked—well—attractive even with his disheveled black hair. Something about him being in a military-style gear just made him look very professional.

Akaashi suppressed a smile after seeing your expression which you immediately changed. Tobio, on the other hand, was too busy talking to Chief Matsuda to even notice.

“All the guy talks about is himself,” Tobio told the chief, taking the seat next to you and placing his ballistic helmet on the table. “He also talks about his hoes, the fight club, sometimes he speaks in Spanish.”

Chief was clearly amused but was trying not to be. “Keep an eye on him. We never know when he’ll mention anything important.”

The meeting lasted for about 30 minutes as Chief discussed other possible people that you two could take a close surveillance on and you were fast to remind that the Evo might show up tonight at the fight club. Keiji suggested that you could roam around the place while the fight was going on seeing as the perpetrators snuck out of the fight last time.

After the meeting, you dragged your feet along the hallways with Tobio walking closely behind and you could hear him snickering under his breath.

“Why are you walking funny?” he asked, obviously knowing why.

Still, you rolled your eyes. “I’m not.”

You were confident that the soreness would be gone later because they weren’t really as painful as they were this morning. Iwaizumi was actually loving the fact that you couldn’t walk because he was simply an asshole.

“Hey, good luck to your fight later.” You gave your partner a genuine pat on the back despite not listening to his advice for you to use your head and not your heart.

“You better be there to see it.”

The screams were defeaning when Oikawa and Atsumu entered the octagon to face each other for today’s Fight Night. The rivals seemed to have a clear passionate distaste towards each other because they were scowling at one another even from a distance. You got to admit, it was kind of exciting to watch two fighters who actually hated each other in an enclosed space to fight like animals.

You were caged around Iwaizumi’s toned arms as you two stood in your usual viewing area along with their circle of friends to watch the upcoming fight.

From the other side across you, Atsumu’s twin as well as his own circle of friends were there to cheer for him too. Becca introduced you to some of them earlier and you were able to meet Viper with the real name Rintarou Suna who was good at kickboxing and Osamu Miya who was under the nickname Thunder who apparently did Judo.

“Yo, why are they playing my song right now?” Iwaizumi complained after hearing his trademark song being played during Oikawa’s entrance.

Kuroo sneered at this and shook his head in humor. “Chill out, Soulja Boy. Oikawa requested it to piss you off.”

It obviously ticked him off but he wasn’t going to submit to Oikawa’s childish antics and just focused on the fight as Tendou began his MC duties.

“Alright, alright. To your left, we got the Capoeira master, the one, the only, the hitman—El Sicario!”

You cupped your hands around your mouth and cheered for Oikawa along with his friends as you watched him put on his mouthpiece while jumping around and stretching his neck for a warm-up. You could hear him insulting Atsumu as a ‘snowflake’ and it made you chuckle silently. Oikawa was truly a huge shit-talker inside the octagon.

“To your left, we got the Jiu Jitsu killa ready for a nasty takedown—give it up for Nightmare!”

The cheers for Atsumu were just as loud as with Tooru so it gave you the impression that they were both crowd favorites. You were just a little biased because you were rooting to see Oikawa’s fighting skills.

“Ready to get your nose broken, snowflake?” Oikawa mocked while grinning at the blond guy.

Nightmare, however, was scowling at him. “You talk too much!”

To begin the fight, the sexy ring girl later walked around the cage and you quickly saw Iwaizumi’s wide grin as he ogled at her like the jackass he was. You elbowed his chest in annoyance and he soon looked at you as if he didn’t do anything.

“What?” he asked in his defense.

You didn’t respond but Bokuto decided to chime in by nudging you playfully. “Don’t worry about it, Y/N. That ring girl’s one of my chicks.”

That wasn’t your point but whatever.

The fight began with Oikawa performing some kind of acrobatic movements. Atsumu tried to lunge at him but Tooru did a roundhouse kick that looked very fluid and rhythmic and it caused his opponent to back off. For a non-fighter’s point of view, Oikawa looked like he was simply a flexible taekwondo fighter who was trying to BBOY but he was actually executing a Capoeira technique.

“That’s the Armada,” Iwaizumi educated you, referring to the technique as Oikawa moved from side-to-side before turning around and twisting his hips while simultaneously throwing a kick. What a fucking badass. And he did it again, but this time only his foot was thrown in the air. “That’s the Queixada.”

“That’s fucking cool. I wanna learn that,” you claimed as you watched in complete awe.

Oikawa’s extensive movements hit Atsumu’s torso and made the guy stagger a little but he was able to get back in his feet. You didn’t really expect that Capoeira was actually very fun to watch.

“I’ll teach you,” Iwaizumi said before planting a kiss on your nape. He seemed to love kissing your nape specifically.

You held back a giggle from the ticklish feeling. “Teach me then, sensei.”

His eyes flickered into a quick predatory gleam before his face softened into a smirk. “Don’t make me horny right now or I’ll fuck you right here in front of everybody. You know I don’t mind having an audience.”

Fuck. His words, despite being vulgar as hell, just turned you on and you couldn’t even hide it. He knew exactly how to make you weak, but this wasn’t the right place to be intimate with this man, so you tried to go back to watching the fight before Iwaizumi could actually do something risky.

Throughout the round, Oikawa got caught up from Atsumu’s clinch where the guy wrapped his arms around his torso while giving him a horizontal knee strike. He added his attack with a right hook that sent Tooru’s face whipping to the side unti he was spitting out blood. Just absolutely brutal. You got scared for Iwaizumi’s best friend when Atsumu grappled him against the cage and eventually took him down—Nightmare’s legs were on top of Oikawa’s head and back, eventually choking him with his forearm around his neck for a complete submission.

“Oh my god, what’s he doing?” you panicked, pretending not to know the technique.

Iwaizumi released you from his arms and clapped at Tooru to encourage him. “Oikawa, you got this!” he yelled before then he turned to you to advice the specific BJJ technique that was being used against his best friend. “He’s doing a Peruvian choke.”

At that point, you believed Oikawa would lose after being locked into a painful submission but his flexibility and ability to bring out his strength with his hip allowed him to break free from Nightmare’s choke and retaliate by jabbing a foot to his head.

This was going to be a long night.

It was a close fight, but Tooru won the match with a TKO after Atsumu injured his leg and had to be ushered out of the octagon with a limp. The scene was difficult for you to look at because you hated seeing any of these fighters to actually break a few bones but Iwaizumi told you that there were worse fights and that he, too, had almost broken his arm before.

Either way, you were scared for Tobio because he was going up against Kei Tsukishima next and the two of them also seemed to antagonize each other. You were confident for Tobio because his Krav Maga skills were deadly—there was a reason why the Krav Maga was banned in UFC. However, the problem was, Kageyama would obviously hold back from showing his real capabilities for the sake of his undercover role. You couldn’t really hear what remarks were being said by the Big Ben but the ‘Fresh Prince’ was definitely unhappy.

“Man, I hate that guy.”

You saw Oikawa walk closer to you and Iwaizumi with an antiseptic gauze on his cheekbone. The wound was fresh because there was blood seeping through the white gauze pad.

Nevertheless, Hajime praised his best friend for his win. “Nice win.”

While the two talked, you briefly looked back to the bare chested Tobio before realizing that he was looking at you and he was gesturing for you to look down at his hand. You did as told and realized that he was doing a sign language that read E, V, and O.

Oh, fuck. How could you forget?

“Hey, uh,” you said, turning to Iwaizumi to make an excuse. “I gotta go to the bathroom real quick.”

He looked at you, confused. “Right now? Fight’s about to start.”

“I’ll be back.”

The parking lot was dark as hell and you were treading carefully, trying not to catch the attention of the bouncers as you snuck behind and spotted the Mitsubishi Evo at a secluded parking space from the back entrance. Your footsteps were silent and slow as you approached the culprit’s car, later seeing that there was no longer any license plate.

“Dammit,” you cursed in a hushed voice, moving to the driver’s side to peek through the tinted window. The car had no driver or anyone inside and you tried to look at the backseat for any suspicious bags that may have carried the guns but the sudden whistle made you jump in surprise.

“Aah~ what do I have here?” You felt an unfamiliar tight squeeze on your bum and turned to see a guy with dark hair that was swept neatly to the side. He had eyes that resembled a snake, a thin face, and a very cunning smile. “Looking for a ride, sweetheart? I’d be happy to screw you on the backseat.”

Rage instantly filled your body after the guy touched you inappropriately and the first thing you did was to throw a hammerfist to his face before grabbing his wrist and pushing his body to the ground with your foot. As soon as he collapsed, you lifted his arm from behind and went in for a shoulder lock.

Just one wrong move and you’d dislocate his shoulder.

“Not so tough now, are you?” you hissed, putting pressure by pressing your heel against his back.

The guy tried to move from your grip but you stood on his back harder. “Do you fucking know who I am?”

“I don’t care who you are,” you snapped as you tightened your hold on his wrist. “Don’t touch me ever again or I’ll fucking rip your arm off—”

“Princess?”

Your pulse quickened at the sound of Iwaizumi’s voice and it made you release your strong hold from the guy but it was too late. Iwaizumi had already seen how you thrashed him to the ground with such skill.

“H-Haji.”

“What’s—” he trailed off in confusion until he saw the guy getting up from the ground. You took that opportunity to run to Iwaizumi’s side to try and explain the situation but he was suddenly distracted. “Daishou?”

He knew him?

“Iwa.” The snake guy grinned while stretching the shoulder that you almost broke. “Long time no see.”

Iwaizumi looked extremely appalled at the sight of the guy as he held you protectively in his arms while he was one step away from wrecking his face. “Fuck you doing with my girl, bro? You have a death wish?”

The Daishou bastard only laughed. “That’s your girl?” And he laughed again, but this time, more evil sounding. “Does your girl know that my girlfriend’s underwear is still in the backseat of your car?”

Your eyes widened as your heart pounded. The sudden revelation made you wish that he should have just punched you in the face because it would have been less painful.

“Princess, it’s not what you think, let me—”

But you already threw a hard slap on his face and left before he could even catch up to you.

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You can make a part 2 of when you break up with iwaizumi, akaashi???

when you move on pt 1

sequel to

genre: pure angst. pure, pure angst. fem!reader

w/ iwaizumi and akaashi

an- thanks for the request, lovely <3, also if you meant for it to be another breakup scenario oopsies but feel free to drop another ask and tell me :) thank you

iwaizumi hajime

word had been buzzing around the entire court about morisuke yaku’s new girlfriend, not that hajime really was paying attention. he heard it through the grapevine and same about her visit today but that wasn’t a part of his job. he was here to help train and make sure the boys didn’t do anything to hurt themselves.

he was looking down at sakusa’s training routine during a break, thinking of new updates for his improvements when the door opened to the gym. he noticed the door open but didn’t do anything. most of the team burst into several questions.

“nice to see you princess.” “hi are you mori-kun’s girlfriend!” “please ignore them” “hi! i’m bokuto!” “it’s pleasant to meet you.” “you’re pretty. sure you wanna be datin’ morisuke?” “i’ll break your kneecaps, miya.”

at the commotion, hajime looked up at the group.

he felt like it had been years since he had seen you. it felt like an eternity since he had seen those eyes, and the consistent stars that swam within them and suddenly hajime forgot to swim. he didn’t remember how. if he could drown within those eyes he would have. his stomach began to twist violently and he felt the pang of guilt stabbing him. he remembered the night you separated, vividly. the arguments about how he never made time for you, him telling you to leave, and then you walking out of his life and never returning. until now. the core of the argument was how he never made the time for you, something yaku clearly could have done since you were here to visit during break. hajime watched how yaku held you, hand on the small of your back a motion that said he got you, he was here for you. it was the way hajime used to hold you. and now he would never get the chance to hold you that way again. it hurt more than he could have imagined.

not as much as you looking up and into his eyes.

you pardoned yourself from yaku and walked over to him. his breath got caught in his throat as you approached the bench he was sitting on.

“hi,” you greeted, sitting beside him.

“hi.” was his choked response. silent.

“it would have been weird to avoid you.”

“i know.” another silence. hajime took a breath. he needed to bite the bullet. “so. yakkun, huh?” he asked with a pain smile. at the thought of your new boyfriend you smiled so very softly. and that killed him. “when did that happen?”

“well, actually, we met the night we broke up,” you admitted, looking into your lap. a fire grew in iwaizumi’s chest. “i went to that late night coffee place and got-”

“an americano,” iwaizumi interrupted and you nodded. he still remembered.

“and he was there to comfort me. i didn’t want another relationship after we broke up. i wasn’t ready for a commitment like that. we were engaged, hajime. it wasn’t like i was outwardly looking for a replacement. so yaku and i were friends for a really long time,” you looked up at morisuke with the softest of smiles once reserved for him. you leaned into your palm watching yaku’s interactions with atsumu. “but he loved me at my worst and i realized that’s all i wanted. whenever i was hurting and needed him he was there. always. he made the time for me and that meant more than i could have ever imagined.” and it was something hajime couldn’t give you. the words were on the tip of your tongue but you didnt want to say it. he gripped his sweatpants and willed himself not to cry.

“y/n. i still love you.” he admitted. “that night was a mistake and i never got to correct it i’m so sorry.”

“you don’t get to love me, hajime,” you responded, voice not faltering once. your eyes were trained on yaku as if you were born to only look at and love him. “i wish you nothing but the best, hajime. and if you ever loved me at all you’d wish the same for me and mori.”

akaashi keiji

truth is, after his breakup with you akaashi never moved on. he was more focused on his career and everything.

he spent most of his time at onigiri miya, it provided him a good place to work and reminded him to eat, something you were always nagging him to do.

not only this, he ended up with a good friend at the end of the day with owner of the shop, osamu.

“you look like you’re itching to get out of here,” keiji chuckled at osamu’s behavior, he continued to look at the clock. osamu blinked, a blush dusting at his cheeks at the commentary. “what’s the occasion.”

“six month anniversary,” osamu admitted with a sheepish smile. keiji blinked, only able to respond with a soft oh. “yeah i didn’t want to tell ya. i know ya’ve never really moved on from yer last girl and i didn’t want to rub my relationship in yer face.” akaashi held up his hand and shook his head.

“no no,” he responded with a broken smile. “it’s fine. i’m not going to be one to negate your happiness. besides. it’s been almost a year. i should have gotten over it by now.” but he hasn’t, and that was the root of the onigiri twin’s message, and he knew that. in truth akaashi has never gotten over you. your ghost haunts his apartment, taunting him at every turn reminding him of what was.

the night you walked out of his apartment for good it gave him a lot of time and silence to reflect on his relationship. things he didn’t like. he knew you were right. his business was no excuse to neglect you. him consistently playing the devils advocate when you were hurting wasn’t right. but it was too late for him. you were gone. many times he had thought of trying to find you with his tail between his legs and begging for your forgiveness. but he couldn’t do that. you couldn’t forget all he’s done, and he knew. by begging for you back he was negating your growth. but he missed you. so very much. he always made you feel like you were the bad guy in your relationship. but that wasn’t it. he was.

akaashi’s ears perked up at the sound of the front doors opening. then at osamu’s soft expression at who walked in the door.

“there’s my buttercup,” osamu sighed. akaashi, out of pure curiosity, turned around to see his partner only to have his heart shattered.

you. of all people osamu miya could have courted why did it have to be you. in all fairness keiji never told osamu that you were the other half of the terrible breakup he went through and he couldn’t be mad at you for moving on and finding the love you deserve. but it still hurt. he did love you so very much and now he got the confirmation you didn’t love him anymore. your love belonged to osamu. and he could never get that back.

you hadn’t noticed keiji yet. you leaned over the counter to press the softest of kisses to his lips while he went to the back to clock out. someone else would lock up. this gave you the time to look over and see akaashi. you blinked and wanted to turn your head away from him but couldn’t.

“keiji.”

“hi.” akaashi greeted with a small smile. “congratulations on your anniversary,” he commented, putting his laptop in his bag.

“thank you,” you nodded. “i’m. i’m sorry for how everything ended. i wish it could have been more dignified than that.”

“no need. i’m the one who messed up our relationship. i realized that a long time ago.” akaashi looked to the back of the shop at the door where osamu walked into. “he’ll treat you well. at least i can rest easy knowing that.”

“hm?”

“i’m still in love with you. and i think i may always will be. you’re like a dying star, loud, explosive, beautiful where the ashes can be turned into something more. and yet i’ll still be able to see the beauty that was from earth and i will for a long time because. anyway, that didn’t make much sense. goodnight, y/n. i’ll see you around.” with that, akaashi walked out of onigiri miya.

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