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semifilms · 4 months
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SEMI, SUGAWARA, osamu, IWAIZUMI, sakusa, ARAN, USHIJIMA, tsukishima, konoha, KAGEYAMA, kiyoko, KITA, KYOTANI, aone, saeko
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eggyrocks · 1 month
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BRUISED-H. IWAIZUMI SMAU
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as a professional boxer, yn is used to shaking off bruises. it helps that iwaizumi’s always been there to take care of her.
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status: on hold
tags: iwaizumi x f!reader, childhood friends to lovers, roommates to lovers, mutual pining, misunderstanding
warnings: language, alcohol use, violence/blood, adult themes, angst, flawed characters, anger issues, depression, injuries, will be an excessive amount of written chapters, grammatical mistakes probably, everyone probably will be out of character, please note warnings may change as story progresses, and to check each chapter for individual warnings
taglist: open, please complete this form to be added (47/50)
playlist to accompany ur reading
minors dni & other rules
introductions: yn’s gc | iwaizumi’s gc | roommates gc
teaser!
part one: rest in peace, kageyama part two: context clues part three: "argentina" part four: not slutty enough part five: my person [✐] ->bonus! six years back [✐] part six: making room part seven: the healing power of shit talking [✐] part eight: another, unknown yn part nine: in crisis part ten: a test ->bonus! seven years back [✐] part eleven: pissing contest [✐] part twelve: rock bottom part thirteen: loading...
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splitontendo · 2 months
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silly bf texts
ft seijoh boys <3 (oikawa t. iwaizumi h. matsukawa i. hanamaki t. and kyotani k.)
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lightnightss · 2 months
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Click! (Iwaizumi Hajime! Smau)
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❝Synopsis: When Yn, a concert photographer, catches the eye of a certain drummer there’s no telling what happens. Especially when that drummer happens to be best friends with one of her old high school crushes.❞
Tags: Iwaizumi x fem!reader, fall in love with the “wrong” person, university au, friends to lovers
Warning(s): harsh language, drug/alcohol usage, messy relationships/behavior, grammatical errors, possible angst, ooc characters, insufrible characters, mature themes
Taglist: fill out this to be added to the taglist
Status: ongoing!
Introductions: Art Nerds | The Band
Part one: crushcrushcrush
Part two: Just a Girl
Part three: Chelsea Dagger
Part four: Wrong Way
Part five: Sex and Candy
Part six: OFF MY FACE
Part seven: By The Way
Part eight: Broken
Part nine: Use Somebody
Part ten: Brick By Brick
Part eleven: Take it Off
Part twelve: loading…
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miya-rin · 1 year
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random texts with haikyuu boys
iwaizumi hajime
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suna rintarou
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sakusa kiyoomi
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note - kiyoomis may be a little ooc bit this is exactly how i imagine him when he is in love so oh well :)
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rintarousgirl · 10 months
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dating matsukawa issei is like...
a/n: please enjoy the headcanons! off topic but i have like 60 followers rn and i just want to say thank you very much and please send in requests!! beware of the smut below the cut (all smut is post timeskip)
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★ - before dating matsukawa, you'd been crushing on him. and you'd been crushing on him for a while. ever since your first year of high school you'd found yourself growing incredibly fond of the heavy-lidded boy in your mathematics class.
★ - three years later, halfway through your third year, you confess to him on Valentine's Day. he's amused by your confession, watching you stare at your feet as you hold out a small box of chocolates and pink letter with neat handwriting out to him.
★ - it's more surprising to you when he accepts, curious and teasing the shy girl who'd confessed to the closed off matsukawa issei.
★ - he's very comfortable with you right off the bat, and there's no special milestones for things. he sits with you at lunch, or well, he drags you over to his table and introduces you to his volleyball friends.
★ - he always has an arm around your shoulders or waist. he likes holding you close to his side, enjoying how small you felt next to how tall he was. you certainly weren't complaining.
★ - loves hugging you from behind, resting his chin on your head and his hands dangling off your shoulders. also a big ego boost for him about his height.
★ - loves lazy cuddling in his bed. holds you close as the two of you watch a movie at his house. you groan when he falls asleep, but he grumbles and says, "how can I help it when you're so soft?"
★ - holds your chin when you kiss, so you can't get embarrassed and pull away. of course, if you want to stop, he will, but he won't let you hide. not from him.
★ - carries your bags and books for you in the school hallway.
★ - you have a box in his closet with all your belongings for when you're over there. sweatshirts, underwear, etc...
★ - handholding is a must. he's a surprisingly affectionate guy for seemingly being so lazy.
★ - buys your favorite flavor of chapstick so he always tastes good for you when you kiss. it's small, but it's sweet and thoughtful.
★ - always is sharing clothes with you. sometimes he'll purposefully leave his sweatshirts at your house in hopes you'll show up to school the next day.
★ - always buys you your favorite chocolates before dates. he'll stop by the store and grab them, even if you guys are just going to a picnic in the park or something.
★ - loves swimming. he loves to drag you and the other third-years to go swimming with him. is constantly pushing you off the dock and then jumping in after to you and pretending he didn't.
★ - is always willing to give piggyback rides when your feet/legs hurt. volleyball has built up a lot of muscle for him, and lifting you is no harder than lifting his baby brother.
★ - petnames include "baby, sugar, and sweetheart." along with multiple silly nicknames based on your name.
★ - dating matsukawa issei feels like summer all over again, even in the deep frostbite of japan's winter season. he's warm and soft and cuddly. he feels like late mornings in bed, sheets tangled and the sun peering in through the windows. it feels like freshly washed linen and blooming gardens. matsukawa issei feels like a breath of fresh air.
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★ - matsukawa pins your wrists above you as you fuck, watching you gasp and squirm and be completely unable to do something about it as he overstimulates you.
★ - matsukawa can't keep his mouth off you. he's kissing your lips, your breasts, sucking deep marks into your neck, biting at your hips.
★ - matsukawa pounds into you until the sheets beneath you both are soaked with your fluids and the only noise leaving you are soft little "ah-ah-ah"'s.
★ - matsukawa loves to brush your hair from you eyes and watch as they cloud over with lust and want.
★ - matsukawa can't help but smirk and grow a bit hard when he sees you in your bathing suit.
★ - he loves sweet dirty talk.
★ - "can't help but touch you when you look so pretty just for me, baby."
★ - doesn't let you hide your face. "c'mon baby, let me see your face when you cum."
★ - is obsessed with eating you out. he loves the way you taste, and feels intoxicated when he's between your thighs. matsukawa issei is totally pussy drunk off you.
★ - he absolutely adores teasing you in public, watching you blush and bite your lip as your thighs rub together. you try so hard to maintain conversation with oikawa, iwaizumi, and hanamaki but you can't help the way you stutter and squirm as his hand brushes your clit, fingers touching you through your soaked panties.
★ - he loves it when you whine and cry for him.
★ "please," you gasp, reaching for him. he pins your hands above your head with one hand of his own, and your hips buck lightly. "i need you, issei."
★ - "shh, don't cry baby," he'll coo as he kisses your wet cheeks, "i'll touch you baby, i promise."
★ - he begs for just the tip after a stressful day at work, and he keeps his promise to go no further but you can't help the way you twitch and squirm. he'll hide his face in your neck, his hand firmly planted on your hip as he tries so hard not to bottom-out in you.
★ - laughs as your hands fumble with his belt, shaking and desperate for his cock.
★ - covers his mouth and hopes his groans are relatively quiet when you sneak under his desk while on a video call with his clients at the funeral home. tries his hardest to stay focused as you lick along his length and pop his tip into your mouth.
★ - loves semi-public sex. he'll fuck you in a closet at a family gathering, tease you under the table, grind against you behind the kitchen counter while everyone else is in the kitchen.
★ - has very high stamina and can easily go a handful of rounds. your pleasure always comes before his anyway.
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box-of-roses · 5 months
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Pairing: Iwaizumi Hajime x Reader
Synopsis: You’re the photographer for the MSBY Jackals and when you finally get a look at their trainer you’re smitten. What happens when Isa realizes he’s just as infatuated with you? Will your story end happily?
Find out now in this new SMAU ft. Bokuto, Hinata, Atsumu, Iwaizumi, Oikawa, Mattsun, Y/N and more to come
Update Schedule: Inconsistent because of school </3
Taglist: open, just send an ask or comment and you’ll be added next chapter :)
Profiles 1 | Profiles 2
Chapter. 1 | Get me some water
Chapter. 2 | Mystery Gang
Chapter. 3 | Coffee?
Chapter. 4 | Schemers
Chapter. 5 | Heartbeats
Chapter. 6 | Operation Iwaizumi
Chapter. 7 | Step One Half
Chapter. 8 | Happy Flight
Chapter. 9 | Well, Well, Well
Chapter. 10 | Step One
Chapter. 11 | Suspicious
Chapter. 12 | Free Food
Chapter. 13 | He did what?
Chapter. 14 | Step Two
Chapter. 15 | Deny, Deny, Deny
Chapter. 16 | Step Three?
Chapter. 17 | Oh- damn
Chapter. 18 | Good For You
Chapter. 19 | We All Saw That Coming
Chapter. 20 | Congrats
Chapter. 21 | Epilogue
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cpidsworld · 1 year
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` telling then you wanna fuck without saying it
smau ft. sejoh 4 x gender neutral reader
minors and ageless blogs please stay tf away <3
a/n: seriously i was bored and these make me ugly laught i'm sorry
feel free to request other characters if you want more!
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iwaizumis-bitch · 6 months
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SPILLED APPLE JUICE (rework!!!): an smau/written fic in which y/n meets her best friends athletic trainer, spills apple juice all over the floor, and is oblivious to the fact that said trainer has the hots for her
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IWAIZUMI HAJIME X FEMALE READER SMAU
CONTENT WARNINGS: clumsy!reader, oblivious!reader, female reader
TAGLIST FORM (open)
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DATE STARTED: 22/12/2023
DATE FINISHED: tba
STATUS: ongoing, find old version here
UPDATES: weekly, may change in the future :)
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Y/N & FRIENDS.
HAJIME & FRIENDS.
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CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
…TBA
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ququb444hm · 5 months
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pairing: aoba josai 3rd years x fem!reader
idea straight fr my notes:
- aoba josai 3rd years find out their usually soft spoken, shy manager works at hooters !
- not only that 😭 but she's the #1 employee n even has her picture n name up on the restaurant's walls
warning(s): hooters 😓 idk i thought it was funny .. this is purely crack, swearing idk
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ok gn 💔 it's 5 am n i am GONE
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eggyrocks · 20 days
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bruised part seven -> the healing power of shit talking
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♪ now playing: first love/late spring by mitski ♪
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“Are there any concerns you have going into Worlds?”
Iwaizumi bounces his knee, leaning back against the chair at his desk. He stares attentively at his computer screen, her face pixelated across it. It’s strange, he thinks, to see the face he’s known since he was a kid splayed out on screen, twisting in thought.
She’s always hated interviews, ever since her first one, and he can see it on her now. When she gnaws on the inside of her cheek. When she crosses her arms tightly over her chest, fingers tapping against her bicep. When her lip slightly twitches before she speaks. “The bracket’s stacked with a lot of heavy hitters,” she answers, and Iwaizumi can hear the forced diplomacy in her voice, even through the poor audio quality of his desktop’s speakers. “So I just have to make sure I go in with a clear head and play to my own strengths instead of fixating in on my opponent’s. That’s gotten me into trouble before.”
He chuckles at her answer. It’s so strained and uncharacteristic. Because if it was him that had asked her, she would roll her eyes and say, “Yeah, fucking of course I do. It’s Worlds. Don’t be stupid.” But because there is a camera on her face, she puts up a front of faux concentration and gives the first bullshit answer she can think of.
Iwaizumi taps a finger against the edge of his desk, resting his chin on the heel of his other palm. He studies her as she fields another question about her disadvantages against pressure fighters. Her left hand slips under her right elbow, cradling it, thumb drawing circles over the bone. He huffs.
It’s bothering her. Of course it’s bothering her.
His first frustrated thought is that she’s stupid for not telling him, because he told her to keep him updated on how the healing progressed and if she had any pain.
And then his second, worse thought is that it’s entirely his fault that she didn’t.
My world doesn’t revolve around you, y’know.
Iwaizumi sighs, reaching forward to knock his thumb into the space bar, pausing the video right as she started delving into her defense training. He knew it would work. Still, he was just sort of hoping it wouldn’t.
And now that it has, it feels shitty. Really fucking shitty.
Absentmindedly, he digs into his pocket and fishes out his phone, hoping that there might be a notification from her and hoping that there might not be. He’s more disappointed than relieved when there’s nothing.
He opens their conversation, thumbs hovering over the keyboard. Iwaizumi looks at her last words to him just a few days back: okay, whatever. He swallows, and types out a quick and plain: I’m sorry.
Iwaizumi stares down at the unsent message. He doesn’t know how to apologize without taking it back. He doesn’t know how to take it back without setting the distance.
There’s this urge in him to be selfish. To apologize and do whatever groveling is needed to get back to how they were before. But he knows that they can’t go on like that forever. That he would always be standing in her way. That he can’t always be the person she’d choose over anyone else. And if there was a time for his honesty, he knows for certain it’s passed.
Iwaizumi deletes it letter by letter. He knows she needs the distance.
He turns his attention back to the screen and presses play on the video. She picks up mid-sentence, giving them a canned line about how to effectively defend when she’s pushed up into a corner.
“And one last question for you and then I’ll let you get back to training. Is there a driving force behind your punch? What inspires you to fight?”
She was asked the same question back in their university days. He remembers her answer, word for word as it was back then. She grinned, brightly and genuinely, and looked right at the camera as she said, “I promised my friend I’d win.”
Now, she offers a half-hearted shrug and says with a light chuckle, “Who knows these days?”
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fun facts!
yn typed out “np” with actual tears in her eyes
when she said “i know i can be clingy sometimes” she did mean it but there was a (big) part of her hoping he’d deny it and say he likes the attention she gives him
iwaizumi on the other hand was trying very hard not to say exactly that
he didn’t know what the right thing to say was so he just said generic word salad and then immediately regretted it
he’s not doing great either rn
yn has a hyperextended elbow and has had issues with dislocation in the past; she’s been able to avoid surgery but she’s been getting worried abt it acting up again
she wears compression sleeves while she trains to try and keep it at bay
bonus!
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rishiguro · 7 months
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53; “WAIT, YOU’RE GOING TO DIE?”
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glances were exchanged as you were sitting on the bed, resisting the urge to bite your nails and instead fiddling your fingers.
you could tell how your friends grew more and more uneasy with every passing second, noticing how you were still looking for the right words, like you were afraid of how they might react. and yet you knew them well enough to be aware that, while feeling uneasy, they tried to keep an open mind, fearing that once they’d call out loud for the devil, he’d be there, right around the corner.
“thank you guys for coming,” you finally broke the ice, still fiddling with your fingers in your lap.
all of them nodded. “of course,” it was aran, who sat on the bed next to you, who replied, his lips curling upwards.
you didn’t know if he was trying to comfort you or himself.
you cracked a weak smile, briefly looking at each person in the room before looking back down. “guess i better get right to it, huh?” you mumbled, just about loud enough for everybody to hear you.
“please,” kita affirmed softly.
you opened your mouth to continue, but soon found out that no sounds could escape. you tried again and again, only to close your mouth over and over again.
just how were you supposed to say it?
you mentally groaned in frustration, clenching your fists and digging your nails into your palm.
your friends grew concerned, their eyebrows furrowing. aran leaned slightly forward, examining your carefully. “(y/n)? are you okay?” he asked.
maybe you should just rip it off, like a bandaid? or ease into it? you didn’t know.
and realistically speaking there was nothing you could do to soften the impending impact.
“i’m getting transferred” you started slowly, swallowing down the lump in your throat. you shyly looked up again with a weak smile on your lips. “out of this hospital”
immediately your friends leaned closer to you, their facial expression softening at you, tense frowns being replaced by warm and cheerful grins. “did you find some specialist?“
your heart ached at the hopeful sound of aran’s voice. did you really have to crush that hope? could you even be so cruel?
“that’s good! great even!” kita continued, an honest smile on his face.
meanwhile suna only shrugged, but you didn’t fail notice how his face lit up. “yeah! you’ll finally be able to leave this abomination of a room” he looked around the room before shrugging once more, focusing his attention to you again. “sounds like a great thing to me”
“this room does suck, yeah,” you agreed weakly, trying to ignore the weight on your shoulders, pressing you further down every second your friends celebrated the supposed good news.
“see?” atsumu grinned, no longer leaning on the wall and instead walking towards the foot of your bed. “i’m sure it’ll all be okay”
osamu agreed with his twin, playfully shoving him after catching up with him, leaning forward. “it can’t get much worse, can it?”
they sounded so hopeful. why couldn’t you sit here with good news?
you clenched your jaw. “guys—“ you started, yet found yourself unable to continue.
“can it?” osamu repeated, waiting for you to affirm him.
hope. what would they do if they found out that there wasn‘t much hope left for you?
you pressed your lips together, wishing you could just pinch yourself to wake up from this, wishing that all of this was just a dream.
and maybe it was.
osamu and atsumu exchanged another glance, as if they had to confirm that you were indeed quiet, instead of happily sharing some great news. nervously, the blonde twin spoke again. “why aren’t you saying anything?”
maybe it was a dream. but that dream turned out to be a nightmare.
next to you, aran shifted in his seat, looking at you nervously. “(y/n)? what’s going on?”
you knew you should speak up. say something, anything.
but you just couldn’t.
instead you looked at your hands, your knuckles became white as you flexed them more and more.
what were you supposed to do?
you didn’t know just how to respond. you didn’t have any good or even slightly hopeful news with no clue how to break them to your friends.
you wanted to. you needed to. but how?
the boys grew more concerned with every passing minute, especially once they noticed how aran, your best friend since you could even think, had shut down, just like you did. they looked at each other before deciding to sit down on every surface near you — next to you on your bed, on your bedside table, pulling up a chair to sit in front of you.
you could practically feel how their heart ached.
after a while, aran leaned back, his hands intertwined in his seat. he couldn’t even look at you anymore, his eyes instead focused on the floor. “you’re not being referred to some specialist, are you?”
you swallowed, trying to get rid of the lump in your throat. “no,” you whispered, shaking your head slowly.
you couldn’t see how your friends looked at each other again while aran reached over to you, grabbing your head, like he had done ever since you were children. it was a familiar gesture, one that always gave you comfort and reassurance.
but today you felt your heart crack as soon as his hand engulfed yours.
next to you, suna turned his upper body in your direction, his hands shoved in the pocket of his sweatshirt. “then where—“ he stopped for a second, like he was afraid to continue, afraid of what you might say. “where are you going?”
you opened your mouth, only to close it again, your throat protesting the second you tried to produce a sound.
you couldn’t.
“(y/n)?”
“hospice“ your voice wasn’t louder than a whisper and if it wasn’t quiet in here then you were convinced that nobody would’ve even heard you. and as soon as your voice died down, silence settled over you again — you practically could’ve heard a pin drop.
hospice.
not daring to look up, you instead continued to stare at the floor with such an intensity that you almost feared to burn holes in it.
“wait,” osamu frowned, taking a deep breath. instinctively he reached out for his brother’s hand, a habit the two of them had ever since they were kids, and atsumu gave it a squeeze. “you’re going to die? is that what you’re telling us?”
yes you were.
“(y/n)?”
you hated the sound of kita’s voice. he sounded so unsure, so weak.
kita was never one of these things. he had always been a rock, a safety net.
and now the net had a big hole in it.
“please, say something,” it was suna who begged with a shaky voice, fidgeting in his seat as he silently prayed that he misheard. that all of this was a giant prank. a dream. anything but reality. “anything”
“i’m sorry,“ you breathed out, clutching aran’s hand forcefully as you finally, finally, allowed tears to escape your eyes, leaving behind a wet trail on your cheeks. you looked up at your best friend, practically shivering in your seat. “i’m so sorry”
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evanescent
/ɛvəˈnɛs(ə)nt,iːvəˈnɛs(ə)nt/ — “soon passing out of sight, memory, or existence; quickly fading or disappearing.”
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yenonnoff · 3 months
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h. iwaizumi — my time is important | part 1
pairing: iwaizumi x gn!reader
content: mini smau series, university au, swearing, crack, fluff, friends to lovers, valentines day special (yay!)
synopsis: you've always been a devoted volunteer; the university's bulletin board where all volunteer opportunities are posted, might as well become your second home. however, competition is high. iwaizumi hajime seems to appear out of nowhere and mercilessly fights over the last spot with you every time! why is a busy volleyball player like him spending so much time stealing your spot anyway?
a/n: dates are inaccurate bc im a master procrastinator but times are mostly consistent
...my time is important | part 1, part 2, part 3 (finale)
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a/n: yay! iwaizumi! i love him sm ...also this did take weeks to finish you can tell by the dates on the tweets (jan 20 to feb 14 is crazy) anyways!!! happy valentines day!!! had this idea for such a long time!!! is it even considered a valentines special if there are multiple parts LMFAOO
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lightnightss · 1 month
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✮Part six: OFF MY FACE✮
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Didn’t get to look through this before posting so I hope it’s right 🫶🏻🫶🏻
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miya-rin · 9 months
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haikyuu characters as tweets part three
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part one - part two
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tetsukuroos · 3 months
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k.t | Take A Chance
ˋ°•*⁀➷ Summary After a year in hiding, Izumi Nekomata is tasked with coaching the Nekoma High men's volleyball team after her father falls ill. Izumi reluctantly agrees despite her past with the sport and swallows her pride to fulfill her father's wishes.
Meeting the rowdy team and their charismatic captain, she is taught to love what she once lost and let go of what had been holding her back.
ˋ°•*⁀➷ Pairing
Tetsurou Kuroo x F! Reader (Izumi Nekomata)
ˋ°•*⁀➷ Genre
SMAU/Written Fic
Fluff
Small Angst
Ex VB Player! MC
ˋ°•*⁀➷ Warning
Swearing
Mentions of injury and sickness
Hateful comments
Reader has an established name
ˋ°•*⁀➷ Status
New and Ongoing!!
This is a new experience for me, but I'm so excited to share my first SMAU/Fic idea! Even if no one sees this, I'm looking forward to publishing it somewhere at least. I will try to update as regularly as I can.
ˋ°•*⁀➷ Character Profiles
Nekomata Izumi Group
Kuroo Tetsurou Group
ˋ°•*⁀➷ Chapters
Part 1. Welcome to Nekoma High School
Part 1. (Bonus Chapter)
Part 2. Expert Stalkers
Part 3 The Elusive Past of Coach Nekomata
Part 4. Nekoma Camping Trip!
Part 5. Maybe He's Not Too Bad
Part 6. When the Past is Haunting
Part 7. Zumi? Zumi!
Part 8. Cat Fight!
Part 9. All About Respect
Part 10. I'll Show You
Part 11. Nekoma v Aoba Johsai
Part 12. Say Please
Part 13. 21 Questions
Part 14. Kuroo Malfunctioning
Part 15. Beyond The Net
Part 16. Rematch!
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