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plutoccult · 3 months

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NO ME QUEDA MAS

pairing: hajime iwaizumi x female reader

description: iwaizumi’s wedding day was a day you dreaded for many years. now that the day had finally come, you regret never telling him how you feel.

word count: 1.6k

also available to read on my ao3 here

author’s note: finally, a new theme! i’m on an angst GRIND, you guys. been feeling really unhinged lately thanks to my girl @intorder for giving me fuel for angst, who also beta read this hurt piece. oddly enough, my life has been pretty good lately, so idk why i thought to write this. i’ve never written for iwaizumi before, but he came to mind first when i thought of this idea. this was definitely inspired by that one scene in 13 going on 30, but i made it hurt even more. i hope i did iwaizumi justice, and i hope you all enjoy without crying?

tags: @toorubobatea @intorder @dragon-slayer5 @jeanboyjean @femme-lune @darthferbert @kob3nie @thelazyhuevito @multi-fandom-fanfic @sterieshinso @kiiyomei @chrybdcsm @alienlatteinspace @abonbonblr @luverofutoshi @p3ritwinkle @juuzou13

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“well? how do i look?”

iwaizumi turned around to face you as he showed off his suit. you couldn’t believe he was actually getting married today, and that the person he was marrying wasn’t you. it was hellish to shove your feelings down your throat for decades, especially when your friendship suffered god knows how many miles apart.

a part of you died the day he returned from california. you were so thrilled to see him, missing him so, but your heart shattered the second you saw he brought a girl with him. it was even worse when iwaizumi spoke to you about her, saying he felt like he knew she was the girl he would marry the second he saw her. you wanted to be that girl, and maybe you could’ve if you simply spoke up. after all, everyone always teased you two about ending up together growing up.

“you look great, iwa.” you force a smile. it wasn’t a lie, he was the most handsome man you’d ever seen, standing so proud and tall in his suit. not a single scratch or crease on his shoes nor any signs of wear in his jacket. as much as it pained you to see it, iwaizumi had grown up.

“you think so?” he asked, checking himself out in the mirror, scanning for any flaws in his outfit. “i could’ve sworn i saw lint on the back of my jacket.”

“oh, i can get it.” you offer. iwaizumi immediately said “yes, please” and “thank you” before you stood up to help him. his back faced you, shoulders as strong as ever, making this all the more difficult for you. if you were his bride, you probably wouldn’t be seeing him like this right now. it was bad luck to see the bride before the wedding, after all.

“how come your groomsmen aren’t up here helping you?” you ask, cursing yourself in your head for being so nosy.

“i’m sure you can understand i didn’t want oikawa up my ass before i go down there.” iwaizumi chuckled. you force yourself to copy his laughter, pretending as if you found this so hilarious. if oikawa were here, you wouldn’t be ridden with temptation right now. only he could stop you from saying things you knew you’d regret.

“i guess i should feel special then, huh?” you question. “be the first to see you like this…”

“mhm.” he replied, you see him nod in the mirror. “special privileges for my best friend.”

you felt your stomach tie up in knots as he said that. best friend. that’s all you were, that’s all you ever allowed yourself to be. it could’ve been you waiting for him at the altar, but instead you’re helping him get prepared to marry another woman, ready to beg him to run away with you.

you pretend to inspect the back of his jacket, knowing there wasn’t any lint anyway. it was absolutely flawless, just like him. this was torture for you, and you couldn’t stand another second longer.

“listen, iwa…” you begin to say. “i should tell you something before you go down there.”

“oh?” iwaizumi turned around to face you. you felt as if his eyes were piercing through your soul, making your heart race faster than it was before. “what is it?”

“i, um…” you hesitate. was it too late to go back? yes, yes it was. “i think you’re marrying the wrong girl today.”

“huh?” he furrowed his eyebrows.

“i mean, i think you should be marrying me instead.” you blurt out.

“y/n, what are you talking about?” iwaizumi questioned. this couldn’t be real, this couldn’t be happening right as he was about to get married.

“i’m in love with you, iwa. i love you.” you admit, your heart racing upon your confession. you should feel a weight being lifted off your shoulders, but something heavy still lingered on top of you.

“no…” he shook his head. iwaizumi had rejected the possibility a long time ago. even if he loved you just as long as you loved him, you were just too late.

“yes. i am.” you say.

“you’re saying this now?” he asked you. it almost made him want to laugh. life was just so funny, he thought to himself. why couldn’t you have said this before? why did you wait until he was about to get married? if things were different, iwaizumi would be reacting to this much differently right now.

“i know i should’ve told you before you went to california—“

“should’ve? i wanted you to!” iwaizumi interrupted you, much to your shock. “everyone said you were going to before i left! i just figured they were just messing with me afterwards…”

you remember telling oikawa how you felt about iwaizumi, it was his idea to tell him before iwaizumi left for california. you had it all planned out in your head, but as you stood there at the airport, you couldn’t find the words anymore. you chickened out, cursing yourself on the way home and the days that would come. it only made you feel worse when iwaizumi found someone.

what you didn’t know was that he expected your confession that day. you should’ve known oikawa would run his mouth. he always meant well, always hoping you’d end up with iwaizumi, but look at you now, a delusional fool.

“i was going to, iwa. i just got scared…” you confess to him. “if i could go back to that day, i’d do it differently.”

“well, you can’t turn back time, y/n. it’s too late.” he said coldly, almost like a stab to the heart.

“why not?” you ask, desperately clinging onto your delusions.

“i moved on.” iwaizumi replied. he might as well be twisting a knife, even if he was merely speaking the truth. “we've both gone down different paths, we both made choices, and this is what i’m choosing.”

“i just thought…” you began to say, but fall silent.

“just thought what?” he asked, raising his voice. “that i’d give up everything i’ve built for a last minute confession? one that i gave up on waiting for years ago?”

you don’t say anything. what was there to say? it was exactly what that sick part of you deep down expected. how stupid of you to think he would drop everything just because you finally had the courage to confess your feelings. if there wasn’t a whole wedding waiting to happen, maybe iwaizumi would change his mind.

you look away in shame. even if you didn’t speak your thoughts aloud, you still felt disgusted now that the reality of your confession hit you. you were terrible to think this way. not just a terrible person, but a terrible friend too. it was unfair to expect such a tall order out of him, especially now.

“my family’s down there, my soon-to-be in-law’s are down there.” iwaizumi said. “we care about each other, you know?”

“i know.” you say quietly as you bite your lip.

“y/n, you…” he let out a sigh. “you don't always get the dream house… but you get awfully close.”

you look up to meet his eyes, tears streaming down your face. to him, you were always the dream house. if only you had known that before, you thought. iwaizumi felt ridden with guilt rejecting you like this, and it didn’t help that you were crying your eyes out.

“please don't cry, y/n.” he begged you.

“what? no, i'll be fine, i promise.” you force out a laugh, no matter how much it killed you. you saw the look in iwaizumi’s eyes. he knew you weren’t truly okay, but he also knew that you were letting him go. it was the right thing to do.

“y/n…”

“it’s okay. i'm fine.” you wipe away your tears, trying your best to be strong. “i'm just crying because i'm happy. i want you to be so, so happy.”

you did, you wanted him to be happy. even if it wasn’t with you, you owed him the ability to be happy. it was the least you could do while you still had some of your dignity left.

“i love you, iwa.” you barely get the words out. “you… you're my best friend.”

you see iwaizumi’s eyes well up with tears, a rare sight to see. only you could produce such a reaction out of him. only you would truly have his heart forever, but life doesn’t always work out the way you want it to. it was just the way things go.

“i should go. everybody’s waiting for you.” you say, on your way out the door.

“y/n, i...” you stop in your tracks, waiting for what he’d say next, and it only crushed you even more. “i've always loved you.”

overwhelmed, you walk out of the room in tears, ready to bolt out of the venue without another thought. oikawa found you on your way out, asking what was wrong and where you were going, but when he saw mascara running down your face, he knew exactly what happened, and he knew he should’ve been there to stop it.

you insist to oikawa that he tell iwaizumi you were sorry before you finally left the venue. you couldn’t stand to be there a second longer, you just had to get out of here. as you head to your car, you hear the beginning of the wedding march play. the sound brought you to your knees as you violently sobbed. if this was rock bottom, then you finally reached it.

as much as you wanted to cry there forever, you force yourself to get up, finally finding the strength to get into your car. you didn’t know where you were headed, but you knew you had to drive off somewhere far away from here. if only you could just turn back time.

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kirbyskisses · 1 year

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iwa iwa iwa iwa! :(((

iwa who teaches you to touch yourself :(

iwa who’s there to coax you through it, telling you how hard your cute little clit is for him as you sit help on his lap, forced to look at your nude form sat atop him, trembling cunt stuffed with two of your own fingers :(

“god, baby.” he coos. “you’re so turned on. so ready to cum.”

he whispers it against your neck, sucking on the soft skin with a proud, teasing smile.

he can feel you dripping on his fingers but he won't put them in yet. oh no, no, no - not when he has this perfect opportunity to watch his baby make herself cum for the first time.

iwaizumi whose steely eyes soften at your desperate, mewling attempts - hastily pumping your fingers into your own dripping entrance, tearfully trying to make yourself cum.

“such a pretty pussy. and all mine.” he plants a kiss at the shell of your ear. “she’s mine, right cutie? that’s how i know what she needs. ‘m gonna teach you what she needs okay, angel?”

your mouth falls open, lips swollen from how much he’s kissed you - a distressed whine falling from you lips.

“can’t - haji. m’ fingers aren’t like yours!” you sob weakly, pussy walls squeezing pathetically around the thin digits inside you.

he chuckles a bit - you are right in a way.

his thick fingers, calloused but so, so experienced with massaging and feeling every inch of your body - they could make you come undone in seconds.

he’d be lying if he said it didn’t appeal to him; head swimming with the image of you as a sobbing, gushing little mess that can’t stop creaming nice and hard onto his hand.

but he wants to see you draw yourself to that euphoria.

“you can. baby you’re so beautiful on your little fingers. go on, add another. my perfect girl.”

“haji’ i can’t! ‘s embarrassing!!”

iwaizumi who ignores your plea, unfurling your small hand with his own sturdy one and making you rock your grinding hips onto a third, trembling finger. who thumbs your tears away before his hands return down your body to your hips.

“shh. nothing to be embarrassed about.” he gives a low, handsome chuckle - the type you can feel through his chest and his thumbs massage your hip bones. “don’t f’rget to thumb that clit, baby - she needs attention too.”

iwaizumi who kisses your cheek while all your pretty head can think of is how good his lips would feel attending to the wet, hard little bud rather than the sloppy, inexperienced circles of your now wet thumb.

“h-haji!” you sob, hips grinding into filthy little rolls trying to create some kind of friction on iwaizumi’s sturdy lap. but his hands keep you locked in place in front of the mirror.

“iwaaaaa - s’ not fair!” you sniffle, voice breaking pathetically at your attempts to thrust your fingertips onto that innermost gooey spot. you kick your legs like a petulant child but that only makes him tighten his hold on you, his heavy body restraining you. your lips let out a whine, only able to move your wrist and hand, back and forth into your precious folds.

“don’t do that, baby. stay still and look at yourself, angel. that tender little cunt - my baby’s gonna make it cream.”

“can’t like this - iwa, i can’t, I can’t—! i just need you to touch it , please-!” you wail. the stimulation in your pussy is teetering on too much and too little and it’s drivingyouinsane.

iwaizumi who sighs followed by a little chuckle.

“okay baby. if you’re that lost… let me give you a little help.”

you sob, expecting your boyfriend’s fingers to slip inside you and relieve your fruitless efforts when instead one hand wraps around your wrist, the other pulling back you thigh to widen you more -

oh, fuck

iwaizumi who plunges your own fingers deeper and deeper and then back out; fuckfuck-no ‘s toomuch, ‘s toomuch!

the knot in your stomach tightens when he pushes your fingers into something that makes you cry out. something too wet and deep and warm and he just keeps hitting it. he won’t slow down - whywon’theslowdown?!

“rub that little clit and keep hitting that spot nice and fast. that’s it. so good for me, baby, you’re almost there.”

iwaizumi who looks with proud eyes as you gasp and spread your digits inside your own tight walls.

you both sit watching the reflection of you pussy in the mirror as it flutters around your fingers. you melt against him, unable to stop moving your fingers - he just won’t let you! :(((

“haji,,, haji - wait! wait - lemme stop!”

“it’s okay. it’s okay, you’re so close. just a little more…”

“no! no you don’t ‘nderstand - you don’ - it feels funny, iwa - iWA!” every fiber in your body wants to slow your fingers and squirm away but his hands is on yours again forcing your wrist in n’ out and you languish, the most wanton moans blending in with the schlick, schlick, schlick of your sloshy pussy.

“supposed to feel funny. Just let me help… you’re doing amazing, keep your hand like that - good g’rl…”

iwaizumi who growls and lets your other hand pat and pinch and roll your ‘hungry little clit.’ you squeeze your eyes shut.

“no, no baby. look’t me. look’t the mirror. your pretty pussy, she’s so ready to cream. don’t you want to see her do it for the first time by yourself. fuck, your legs are shaking.”

you open your eyes but the sight of the mirror is still blurred by tears as you sniffle out another desperate plea.

“ ‘jime! haji - haji- n’t gonna cum! n’t gonna cum! I’m not -!”

“yes you are sweetie. can smell how close you are. i know this pussy - you’re gonna make yourself get there I promise.”

“no, no!” you babble, desperate to move - “no Haji - ‘s not cum - ‘m gonna pee! feels like it - lemme stop i can’t hold it!”

iwaizumi who chuckles, knowing you’ll ruin yourself if you stop and he won’t let you - your fingers piston in onto that gushing bundle of nerves and he rubs your the lower part of your stomach.

“n-no, iwa, iwa - !”

“deep breath baby. enjoy it for me. you’re doing so good - make yourself let it out for me.”

and then you reach it - your whole body trembling while you thrash against him

iwaizumi who smiles, praises dropping from his mouth about how fucking pretty you look cumming for him - splattering translucent fluid all over the mirror and onto his pants with the most wrecked, tear-filled cry of “ha… ha-hajimeeeee!”

iwaizumi who loves the way you whimper when you come down, utterly overwhelmed and needy on his lap as his muscular form praises you with a smirk.

“did such a good job, baby. congratulations.”

(for @sookisaurus and @sems-diarie)

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lowkeyremi · 3 days

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𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 !

pairing: suna, tsukishima, ushijima, osamu, sakusa, and iwaizumi x fem!reader (separate) note: thank you for the request @nicoleisdumb ! this was so fun to write and a nice refreshing break from jjk :3 miss writing abt these boys. summary: You forgot date night ! Oops... now your man is ignoring you?? How are you gonna fix this? content: slight angst to fluff, established relationships (marriage for a few, hehehehehe I will always find a way to sneak babies in), cursing, kinda suggestive for kiyoomi's part. not proofread!!!! wc: 3.3k

❥ 𝐑. 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐀

Rintaro is not one to usually get upset when you forget things because you're human just as he is and he forgets things all the time. He forgets his keys at home sometimes, or his wallet, sometimes he forgets his birthday, etc. (never his phone, he always has that thing).

There has never been a day that he's forgotten a date or an anniversary to your surprise. Lately, though, work has consumed both you and your boyfriend. He was handling it better though, because when you'd get home you would immediately collapse onto the bed and fall asleep. Rintaro would make sure to change you into something more comfortable and at least clean your face with a warm, wet cloth and your face wash.

Today was no different from any others. As soon as you remove your shoes and lay in the bed, all of your problems don't matter anymore. It was only around 7 pm then.

The morning had arrived in a blur. Finally, you had a day off. This morning is off though, because you don't wake up with a set of pajamas on or Rin's t-shirt. That was your first clue to something being off.

The second clue was the fact that he is not in bed. Rin doesn't get up out of bed unless he absolutely has to. Usually, he's holding you captive in his arms. Before you investigate, you take the initiative to shower and brush your teeth. When you're in a fresh pair of clothes; a tank top and shorts, you slowly make your way into the living room, sleep still in your body.

A brown tuft of hair sticks out from under your mickey mouse blanket and a body way too big for the couch is curled up on it. Why is he sleeping on the couch?

"Rin, baby, why are you on the couch?" Silence. He's awake, you know it because of the sound from his phone that's muffled by the blanket. Is he ignoring you? There's no way... he must not have heard you.

So you speak up in case he didn't hear you the first time, "Morning, Rin!"

Still nothing. He doesn't even move. What is his problem? Your mood instantly deflates into something sour. There was a hope within you that you would finally get to spend time with him today. Be it cuddles or going out.

Since he's not talking to you, you'll just decide to make breakfast in order to pass the time and fill the silence. While breakfast is being made you try to think of things you could have possibly done to upset him.

Then it suddenly clicks... you wanted to go out with him today. He had planned to take you out yesterday. That had to be it, right?

"Rinnie was yesterday date night? I'm sorry for forgetting. I think you had tickets for something? I feel so fucking bad, baby." Sleep had instantly taken you last night that you forgot to set an alarm or something so you could remember date night.

He still didn't say anything, but he did get up from the couch to get some food. His gold eyes were cold and unforgiving.

"Rintaro. I'm really sorry. I guess my body got used to going to sleep right when I got home. I didn't even check to see if we were doing anything yesterday. I'll make it up to you, we can go out tonight?"

He's not mad at you, not anymore at least. Even though he's not mad at you, he kind of wanted to be. It's hard for him to be upset with you for too long.

"Don't fall asleep this time, sleepyhead." That familiar smile that you know so well appears on his face. It causes you to smile just as wide if not wider.

In seconds your arms are wrapped around him in a loving hug. "I won't fall asleep. Promise."

❥ 𝐊. 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀

Kei is mean and petty about it. Date night is usually something simple like Netflix and some homemade snacks or something of the sorts. Mainly because the two of you like to stay in rather than go out.

He texted you asking where you were, only for you to reply that there was some old close friend of yours visiting town, so you decided to hang out with them.

When you got home late into the night, it was a little too quiet for you. Kei is probably asleep or playing on his play station, you assume. So, without even knowing that your boyfriend is upset, you go through your whole nightly routine.

Upon entering your bedroom you see his body lying in bed, his chest rising and falling every second. "I'm home." Leaves your lips in a whisper. There is no response so you assume he's asleep.

Halfway through the night you can't sleep, at all. It's probably because your boyfriend's comforting hands aren't wrapped around you, like usual.

You softly nudge your boyfriend's side trying to ease him awake, "Kei."

After a few more tries he finally startles awake, "what?"

"I can't sleep." You whine, "I need you to hug me."

"Shoulda' thought 'bout that before you went off with your friend instead of having date night." His tone is sour, from both being woken up and from you forgetting date night.

A small gasp leaves your lips, suddenly the conversation you two had a week prior to last night floods your brain. You weren't working that day and neither was Kei, which meant you guys could have your annual movie marathon.

"I'm sorry baby, I completely forgot..." He doesn't say anything to you and you can't tell what he's thinking because his back is facing you.

With a new spring of motivation you hop out of bed to make some of your favorite movie snacks and grab your laptop, before heading back to your bedroom.

"How about a redo?" Kei turns his body to look at you, he eyes the snacks and your computer. How could he stay mad at you?

"Hurry up before I change my mind." A huge cat-like grin adorns your pretty face.

❥ 𝐖. 𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐀

"Daddy, why red circle?" Your little son Nao asks looking at the calendar on the fridge.

"Mommy and Daddy were supposed to go out tonight, but work called Mommy and asked her to come." Wakatoshi explains to his three year old.

The original plan was for Nao's nanny to come a little early because Wakatoshi finally had time off of work and so did you. When she came to take care of your son you two were going to go to dinner and see this new jazz group.

Wakatoshi had only told his son part of the truth, you did have to suddenly go to work but it wasn't because they called you in, it was because you requested to work late, so you could have more time off in the future.

The only reason he sugar-coded it was, because he would never want to paint you in a bad light.

The both of you have enough to support the household and live a steady life so he has no idea why you decided to go into work tonight. It seems you'd even forgotten that you were supposed to go out on a date with him tonight.

"Mommy not gettin' dinner with you?" He asks for clarity.

"Yeah, that's right." He gives the little guy a pat to the head.

"So it's just you and me. After bath time and dinner we can do something fun like watch a movie."

"We watch Dootopa?" He asks with a beaming smile on his face.

"You wanna watch Zootopia?"

"Yes yes!!!" That is his all time favorite movie. Flash the sloth is his favorite character next to Judy Hopps.

"Okay, well lets hurry up and get bath time and dinner time over with."

When you arrive home, your two favorite boys are fast asleep on the couch. You make the assumption they've been watching movies all night because Toy Story 2 is playing and neither are awake to watch it.

Nao is curled up in his father's lap, while Wakatoshi's hand is supporting him in case he falls.

You pick the sleeping little boy up in order to take him to his bed. Wakatoshi ever the light sleeper awakes when you remove Nao from his lap.

Instead of smiling and kissing you goodnight he turns the TV off and proceeds to walk straight to your shared bedroom without a word.

You quickly place your son down in his bed kissing him goodnight. You know why he's upset with you and there's an eagerness for you to fix it.

"I totally forgot about dinner, honey, I'm sorry." Those words leave your lips as soon as you enter your bedroom.

Your hurry to change into something more comfortable so you can join him in bed.

"Don't be mad 'Toshi." He grunts, his back is turned to you, so who knows what he's thinking.

Luckily for you he tends to not hold grudges.

"I'll get us a reservation at your favorite place," desperation seeps into your voice when he still doesn't answer you, "I really feel dumb for calling into work today, please cut me a break baby-"

"You aren't dumb, by any means, and I'm not mad. I'm confused." That's when you remember that Wakatoshi doesn't usually ignore you when he's upset about something.

The reason he doesn't say anything is usually because he's thinking.

You wait for him to tell you why he's confused and as you do so you sink into bed. At the point he turns over to see your face.

"I'm confused as to why you needed to work late when you already have so many days off."

"Well- I was hoping the three of us could go on vacation this summer, if the team doesn't require you to do your workouts there." His confusion is replaced with awe.

"Just ask them for days off, if they dock your pay it won't matter. We have enough to live comfortably, I promise." It feels good to finally have your man looking into your eyes again. A relieved sigh leaves your lips.

❥ 𝐎. 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀

"Forgettin' something?" Your husband asks right before you walk out the door to go to your best friend's baby shower. He's leaning against the door frame, his huge arms flex when he goes to cross them over his equally large chest.

Is there something you're forgetting? Nothing rings a bell, so you assume he means you're about to forget to kiss him goodbye.

You lean into kiss him and he kisses you back of course, but there's still a pout on his face and he doesn't look satisfied.

"I love you, 'Samu! I gotta get going before I'm late!" So you forgot about it. You forgot that tonight Osamu was supposed to take you to the shop and fix up a nice dinner for you two at your favorite table. He'd serve your favorite wine and you two would talk about the stupidest things into the early hours of the morning. He even closed early for tonight.

I mean, he can't blame you, your best friend of a lifetime is having a baby shower, and of course she wants you there. It would have made him feel a little bit better if you at least remembered it, but you didn't.

Osamu wouldn't be a Miya if he wasn't at least a little bit petty about it. He's decided he'll ignore you until you figure out that you'd forgotten about your date tonight. Maybe if he's not too sour he'll make dinner for you.

The petty man in question has been watching the clock for the past twenty minutes. You were supposed to be home by now, because it's already 8:45 pm. The baby shower started at 6 and ended at 7, so, where are you?

Just as he asks himself that question, the telltale sound of keys on the other end of the door snaps him out of his trance.

"Hey baby, I'm back!" The door swings open and your pretty face greets him.

He doesn't say anything back to you, he just pretends to be busy on his phone.

"Sorry I got back so late, I stayed to help her clean everything up." Your eyes watch your husband carefully, checking for any sign of him being upset, because he doesn't say anything yet again.

"What's wrong, 'Samu?" Nothing. Absolutely nothing. He's definitely mad, now you just need to figure out why.

After a quick change into your slippers and your keys are on the rack you walk up to him, giving him a hug from behind. You rest your chin on his shoulder. He's scrolling through twitter, his personal one not the one for promoting the shop.

"Why are you sulking? You're acting like your brother." Osamu accepts his fate, you know he can't ignore you when you compare him to his brother.

"Do not compare me to that oversized baby." When he hears your beautiful laugh he almost forgets why he was upset, almost.

"Did I not tell ya that ya were forgettin' somethin' before ya left?" The question in his voice makes you think for a second.

"Was it not a kiss?" He shakes his head. Now you're completely lost.

"I was 'posed to take ya down to the shop and we were gonna eat at our table." When he finishes his sentence you gasp in remembrance. Oh shit. You forgot about date night.

"Baby, you can't possibly be telling me I had to choose you or her." He stiffens for a brief moment, then relaxes.

"Nah, I was just hoping ya'd at least remember it." A shudder rolls down his spine when you give him a small kiss on the neck.

"I'm sorry for forgetting, baby. Let's have a do ov-" Osamu doesn't allow you to finish because he scoops you up bridal style and brings you into the kitchen to set you down on the counter.

"Ya better watch me cook or I won't forgive you."

"Aye aye captian!"

"Yer so annoying." He smiles at you.

❥ 𝐊. 𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐒𝐀

"Bye baby! Mama and Dada love you!" Your baby girl waves at you shyly as you and Kiyoomi drop her off with her grandparents.

"I wuv you too! Bye bye Mama, bye bye Dada." Kiyoomi hugs his daughter tightly before setting her down next to her grandma.

"Alright, sweet girl, make sure to be good for nana and poppa okay?" She nods her adorable little head, the tiny ponytails you put in her hair swing rapidly.

As soon as you guys are in the car, a look of excitement flashes in your husband's eyes.

"What?" You can't help smile when he looks at you like that.

"Made us that reservation for brunch like you asked." Your smile immediately drops. You'd forgotten that you and Kiyoomi planned this whole weekend out already. You two had planned this weekend two weeks prior, which is kind of why you forgot and booked a mani-pedi for an hour from now.

"Fuckkkkk." Why do you forget the most important things?

"Kiyo, can we do dinner instead? I forgot about brunch and booked a mani-pedi because today is the only day my nail lady could fit me in."

A tension forms almost immediately when you inform him of your plans. Guilt is heavy on your stomach while listening to your husband cancel brunch over the phone. The rest of the car ride is silent except for the sound that's happening outside of the car.

Your husband is kind enough to drop you off at your nail appointment. You feel so bad as you hop out of the car, so in order to try and smooth things over you offer for him to come inside but he just mumbles a quick, "No thank you, I'll come get you when it's done."

That's how you ended up spilling everything to your nail lady. She shakes her head as she shapes the gel nails into the shape you asked for. "What's his favorite color on you, sweetheart?"

You think for a second before answering, "He loves when I get sage green." The woman gives you a knowing smile and you connect the dots as to what she's referring to.

"You want him to feel better? Take him to dinner and then give him a night to remember with those pretty nails. Works every time with my husband." She says with a mischievous smile.

Your eyes widen for a second, "Oh my- I- we haven't had time to do anything because our little girl requires most of our time, but she's with her grandparents for the weekend."

The nail lady giggles as she goes to find your color. "Honey, if that's not a sign to get laid then I don't know what is!"

When your appointment is over you see the cadillac waiting for you in the parking lot. Kiyoomi doesn't even bother to look up when you enter the car.

"Got your favorite color." You purr with a seductive smile on your face. Kiyoomi doesn't spare you a glance, "Cool."

"Stop being so mean, I'm sorry about brunch. I made a reservation for dinner." That finally baits his attention, he turns to you, a nasty look in his eyes.

"Oh I actually think I'm going to be busy, can't go to dinner." He mocks your voice to make you feel what he had felt earlier. He's being mean, but he doesn't mean it. He still kind of has this habit of getting defensive when he or his pride is hurt.

"Too busy to get a blowjob in the car after dinner?" You know you've got him when he stops breathing for a few seconds. Your husband is only a man, and what kind of man would he be to deny a blowjob from his wife?

"Shit, should have started with that. Let me see your nails." The whole time he inspects your pretty hands there's a smirk on your face.

"I love this color on you baby."

"I know you do Kiyo. Now, let's get home, we have to get ready for dinner tonight."

Having your daughter stay with her grandparents for the weekend was the best decision you guys have made in a while.

❥ 𝐇. 𝐈𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐈

Hajime has been ignoring you for the past two hours and you can't figure out why.

You know you haven't done anything to piss him off recently (or so you think), so his behavior is kind of strange. Nothing you did made him listen to you either.

He doesn't even let you know he's leaving for work, which reminds you of yesterday. You were so excited to go see your cousin's puppy you'd forgotten to tell your boyfriend you'd be out for awhile.

Suddenly while you're tidying up the kitchen you briefly remember him asking you on a date... yesterday.

That's probably why he's ignoring you.

So of course, being the problem solver you are, you head to the store to get stuff to set up a nice date at home.

You decorate the table with pretty rose petals and cook his favorite meal for him. Candles light up the table and two glasses of wine are set on the table.

Hajime lets out a loud groan as he enters the house, working with a bunch of athletes all the time is quite tiring. What he doesn't expect is the dimmed lights and quiet music playing from the alexa in the kitchen.

For the first time today he talks to you, "What's all this?"

"An apology for forgetting our date last night. I set up an at home date for us." He tries and fails to look upset, still.

"I'm glad you remembered," he pauses, "the day after our date." A snort leaves his lips and you roll your eyes.

"At least I remembered. Hurry up and put your stuff up so we can eat. The food is gonna get cold."

It's safe to say he forgives with the way a lopsided grin adorns his face.

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kairismess · 5 months

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was thinkinnnn~ kuroo, sugawara, makki(or iwa if you dk how to write makki), and osamu with a twitch streamer girlfriend 😉

his streamer girlfriend. (part 1)

🍥 author's note: this is kind of set during post high school, ig college timeline? just after high school and before the timeskip arc (ㆁωㆁ) !! and y'all live together ~~~

kuroo tetsurou.

"chibi-chaaaaan, you wearing my jersey again?"

your rooster headed boyfriend walked into your room, clad in nothing but those red shorts you got him last week. you immediately closed your camera, and the chat went wild. of course you were the highlight of your streams, your audience loved you–but they loved seeing your boyfriend more sometimes, especially when he was provoking and teasing you, such as now.

"ooh, what could they be doing rn?"

"SELL ME HIS JERSEY !!!"

"unfair. how could someone so handsome get someone so pretty as u wtf... !"

kuroo chuckled as he saw the flurry of messages by the corner of your screen, with you all flustered as you tried to muster an excuse as to why you were wearing his jersey from high school. "comfortable in it?" he asked you in a husky voice, pressing his hands against the arms of your computer chair, making you squeak out a noise of embarrassment, much to his (and your chat's) delight.

you turned off your camera, but you forgot to take care of your mic; so even if you didn't show your audience how cute you two looked while your boyfriend teased you, they could sure hear how adorable you two acted together–it made everyone jealous at how hot yet cute your dynamic together was.

he loved hearing you try to tell him in such futile little whimpers and mewls as he kissed your neck and caressed your waist that you were busy streaming, that you'd give his jersey back later–but he knew you'd soon forget when later will be. and besides, it'd be more fun to give your audience a show, right? you're liking this anyway, your facial expressions and body language are giving you away.

"mmm... fine, keep the jersey for a bit–but just remember, after this stream... you're all mine for tonight. the jersey looks amazing on you, but you're drop dead gorgeous when you've got nothing...– nevermind, we'll talk later, dearest. your chat's going crazy, better not let them wait, hmm?"

sugawara koushi.

"love! look at what my students drew for me!"

your eyes widened as sugawara knocked on your door and came in with a wide smile on his face. he didn't realize you were streaming today, he was just so excited to show you what his star students made for him to show their appreciation for him. sugawara always came off as quite motherly, he was always so down-to-earth and sweet–and your audience always loved it whenever sugamama, as they called him, came over and blessed the chat with his wonderful energy.

it was always wholesome whenever you two were on the stream, the chat would always go crazy whenever he'd act all sweet and tender to you.

"where to get gentlemen like these? 😭😭😭 i love sugamama so much !!"

"you two are just SO 💗💗💗"

"ARE YOU TWO GONNA GET MARRIED ONE DAY ...?"

sugawara's face got flushed when he saw that you were streaming right then and there, you didn't need to tell him you were streaming for him to get the point. he chuckled awkwardly and smiled, apologizing softly as you told him it was okay, he wasn't interrupting.

the chat loved seeing sugawara embarrassed, your chat was flooded with your fans losing it over him. you asked sugawara if you both could look at the drawings over the stream, and sugawara agreed. he showed the pictures his students drew for him (keeping the students' identities secret, of course) and you swore you could see his face brighten up a thousand times as he went on and on about his students.

your chat was not opposed to the idea of watching sugawara stream his lectures online, even if he was only training to be a teacher and only taught elementary students, they'd all flock to see content of you two together.

iwaizumi hajime.

"could you end the stream now and help keep the bed warm now, babe?"

your boyfriend was extremely impatient, he had spent the whole day out at the gym and was exhausted. he couldn't get a kiss from you when he came home because you were busy streaming, and he couldn't eat dinner with you tonight because, again, you were still streaming.

his eyebrows furrowed and his lips formed a pout, his olive green eyes bearing into the back of your head as you felt his need for your love and attention increase by a hundredfold. you told the chat you'd have to leave for a while to tend to your grumpy, overworked boy–but you didn't need to end the stream to give him your attention.

in a flash, iwaizumi picked you up, slung you over his shoulder–and much to your squeals and cries, he gently set you down on the bed and said in a gruff voice, "sleep. you've been at this for hours, and i've been needing you for the whole day. let them watch, just sleep with me, babe."

"DID YOU SEE THOSE BICEPS?"

"oh to be carried by a man like that... (◠‿◕)"

"i demand to be loved like this NOW 💥💥💥"

"and you'd better not be thinking of squirming out of my grasp." he grumbled as he wrapped his big, bulging arm around your waist, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. well... this was gonna be the longest stream you've ever had.

miya osamu.

"have ya eaten, sweetpea? you've been in front of the computer all day, hon."

you nearly jumped out of your computer chair when osamu came by, with a plateful of your favorite food for dinner. he understood that your job had quite hectic schedules, and he supports you wholeheartedly; though he does wish you won't forget to feed yourself and take a break every now and then.

you tried to whisper to him that you were currently streaming, but he didn't see that as a reason not to eat. "ah, what do i care if you have people watchin' ya right now? it ain't obscene ta eat, if anythin', y'all better tell m'sweet t'eat, set yer clocks to remind 'er ta eat, that way she will." osamu told your audience, with them all agreeing, making him smile down at you as you stared at him, embarrassed that he made your audience remind you to eat.

"you heard him, SET YOUR CLOCKS GUYS"

"DON'T THINK IT'S UNIMPORTANT TO EAT, EAT UP GIRLIE !!!"

"please don't forget to eat for our sake 😭😭😭"

"now, eat up hon." he tells you softly, leaving a kiss on the side of your head, making your audience go crazy over how affectionate and caring your boyfriend was for you.

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nkogneatho · 1 year

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iwa taking you to the park and seeing all those couples with a baby and now all he wants is a baby too and he’s just obsessed with the idea of breeding you sigh

—cw: breeding, fem!reader.

—Iwa breeding you visual

Iwa always wanted kids. He just wasn't sure when was the right time. But the moment he saw those kids walking hand in hand with their parents, he knew what to do.

When you came back home from your park date, Hajime wasted no time in locking his lips with yours, as he removes your panties.

"Mhm~ Hajime," you moan.

"Shh. Let me take care of it."

Fifteen minutes later iwa was pounding in you, making you yelp multiple times at his brute force. You didn't know what took over him.

"haji—fuck. ngh. ah! hajime, you're fu—fucking me sooo good. ah!" you cry, hands gently pressing your hands on his chest away.

"Gonna pump this—fuck! pretty pussy full of my cum—ah...baby" His veins were rubbing against your wall adding to your pleasure.

Iwa came with a loud thrust, his semen painting your insides. Though he didn't pull out. He stayed inside you, making sure the way your cunt spasmed, milked every last drop of him.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #haikyuu drabbles #iwaizumi smut #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi hajime x reader #iwaizumi x you #haikyuu x female reader #tw.breeding

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rinsaint · 2 years

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MILF FUCKER <3

ft. Aran, atsumu, && iwaizumi !!

cw. legal age gap (reader is 29 they are 19), milf fucking duhh, infidelity, tit play, atsumu has a filthy filthy mouth, fucking on a yoga mat, breeding, degrading, oral, riding, spit, unprotected sex, one smack to the ass, marking, making out !!

ARAN: Aran is definitely known in the group for fucking women older than him and that are milfs. And when he gets tease cause of it by his friends, he quickly denies it saying it’s not true. Which is obviously a lie. You, his next door neighbour who happen to be older than him and have 3 kids. He took interest into you quickly because you spiked curiosity in him. Always so sweet, giggling and touching his beefy arm that he has worked hard for — fuck how could he not be attracted to you. And you were a divorced women? it was a win for him, atsumu would say. Your kids were staying with their father for the weekend and as you were making yourself coffee you noticed how you were out of milk. So you went to your next door neighbour aran to borrow a cup of milk. When aran opened the door he was shirtless and wore a sweatpants that showed his dick print. You gulped slightly. And that’s how you ended up with your face pushed into the mattress of his sheets, thrusting his cock in and out of your warm and tight cunt. You let out a pitched moan when he landed a smack on your ass making you clench around him. “Yea? you like that little slut? getting pounded into with my big cock?” You nodded your head and let out a cry as he sped up his pace. “c-cummin’ aran! m’gonna cum please.” He pushes your head down more as he slowed his thrust down but banged his hips into your ass. Each thrust he gave you knocked the wind out of you had you coming with a moan of his name. He bit his lip as you gushed around him, letting your juices soak his cock. Not long after he had came inside you. He pushes his cock real deep into you so you can feel his seed in you. So you can know he’s in you. Maybe his stupid friends were right.

ATSUMU: definitely a person who is also known to fuck women older than them that has kids. He has no shame about it either. His current interest was in you — ‘samu’s worker that worked at his food restaurant. And god were you hot. Your breast poking out of your work outfit and the pants of your work outfit making your ass look big. ‘Tsumu can’t help but want to talk to you. So he asks samu about you and he learns that you are a married women with 4 kids. Married huh? He didn’t care, it was no problem for him. So tsumu strikes a conversation with you at work and he finds you intriguing. I mean god — whoever guy that’s married to you obviously isn’t doing something right because when atsumu brings up that you’re married, you have a forced smile telling him that you’re happily married. Bullshit, he thinks. You two became closer and actually became friends. And you aren’t obvious to his flirting, and you’d never admit but you liked the attention he gave you other than your husband who comes home and never pays any attention to you. And atsumu knows that. And he knows you know he knows that. And that’s why when your husband took your children to see their grandparents for a while, atsumu is quick to come over to your house and fuck you until the only word you know is his name. Atsumu groans as you bounce up and down on his thick cock, gripping on e of your tits and sucking on your harden bud. You grip onto his shoulders letting out a whimper, “‘atsu, m’so close, need your help please!” And who is he to deny his love? He grips onto your hips lifting you up and switching the position you two were in so now your laying under him. He grabs his cock and you whisper out when he thrust back into you in one quick motion. He grabs under your thighs and starts fucking into your cunt like an animal. “Fuck baby— ya cunt squeezin’ ma so hard. ya liked getting fuck by me don’t ya? such a slutty whore. imagine what yer husband might think if he ever sees you whining and begging f’me.” At his filthy words spilling from his mouth, you bring him closer to you and grip onto his undercut as you come. He groans feelinfs the way you squeeze him and comes right after you. You’re about to get up but stop as atsumu pushes you back down on the bed. “Ya think we are done baby? nah, m’gonna fuckin’ breed ya until yer stuffed with ma babies.”

IWAIZUMI: Iwaizumi knew you had kids and were divorced because you were a regular incomer at his workout place. Everytime you come there he helps you with a few stretches and he can tell you are stressed. As he’s stretching you, he notices something is wrong so he asks you about it. You tell him about how the kids father is still trying to fight for custody over the children and how work is kicking your ass. And iwaizumi tries to pay attention he does — but when you let out that high pitched groan when he pushes your leg down to your chest, he gulps as he’s making eye contact with you which feels like forever. He could honestly get lost into your mesmerising eyes. He let out a cough and adverted his eye contact. He puts your leg down and says you two should take a break. You grab onto his arm telling him to wait, he looked back at you and is surprised to feel your lips on his. And god does he grip your cheek so fast and press his lips into you more to deepened the kiss. He pushes you down slightly on the mat and takes his shirt off. It’s all so quick, just minutes ago he’s stretching you out, the tension thick, and now he’s having a taste of your cunt that he’s been thinking about. God this was so unprofessional considering he was at work doing this, but he didn’t care, all he cared about was you and the way you taste. He pulls away from your dripping cunt and gives you a kiss on the cheek as you whine. “Hold on baby, m’gonna give you the real think mhm.” He said, as he pulled his short and underwear down in one quick motion. He spits in his hands and slowly jerks himself and lines his cock up with your entrance. Your grip onto his shoulders and whine when he pushes his thick cock inside of you. You pull iwa down into a kiss as he pulls out again and slams into you. You wrap your legs around his torso as you moan into the kiss, fuck he was so close but he wanted you to come first. He put his thumb on your clit and roughly rubbed circles on it making you clench around him. “baby fuck, m’gonna cum f’you please!” You whimpered out and came around him scratching and arching your back. iwa lets out a groan and pushed into you as much as he can and came inside of you.

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wonderoustime · 8 months

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iwaizumi hajime is lowkey the type of boyfriend to dive headfirst with you into anything you express any amount of interest in. you gush to him about your new favorite singer? you're both doing a deep dive into their discography on your next day off. make an offhand remark about wanting to try scuba diving? he's getting you both scuba certified and booking your next vacation on the seaside to try it out. get into a new piece of media? you're both up until 2am, reading countless silly fan theories. want to try your hand at putting on makeup on another person? he's your personal canvas, babe, go ham!

he won't hesitate to do anything... anything to make you happy, even for a second.

hajime is just... the most boyfriend ever

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iwas-baby · 2 years

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iwaizumi who learns to eat pussy at uci, and is at first intimated by it all… is he making her feel good, will this alone make her cum? yet, with every girl that slips in and out of his college dorm his reputation grows and expands over the campus. at the same time, the taste of it all has him addicted.

which is why when you hesitate for a moment, with your exposed cunt hovering over his face, he starts to get impatient. did you not know how much he loved this? his frat friends didn’t call him the devourer for nothing. so gripping your hips, he hoists you down and presses your clit against the tip of his nose.

instantly, you’re taken back as he licks and sucks at your oh so sweet pussy. he’s drunk on it and he’s only just begun, encouraging you to grind down more on his face. he can feel himself getting hard, muttering into your cunt: “be a good girl and cum on my face.” and he’s just loud enough for you to heard, cashing you to clench and release your orgasm.

anything to be a good girl to the man whose tongue alone could sent you to such highs.

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kairiscorner · 6 months

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any haikyuu serious/stoic character with a gyaru gf that's outgoing but easily flustered and they just started dating 💗 pleeaasee!!!

omg. i am so tempted to make more of these, BC I CAN ALSO IMAGINE THIS FOR LIKE, SO MANY OTHER CHARACTERS I CAN'TTTTTTTTTT I LOVE THIS IDEA SO MUCH, AND I HOPE YOU DO, TOO 💓💓💓

his girl. (part 3)

summary: looks can certainly be deceiving, but he's not with you for how you look—he's completely smitten for how adorable and lovable you are as a person, as his girl.

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ hajime iwaizumi

he had never, never in the three years that he's been your schoolmate, seen you around campus with your pretty and bold clothes, with your striking hair and makeup—with that lovely voice of yours making him go crazy—never had he realized that, beneath your bold exterior, lay a sweet and shy girl that made him fall for you even harder. he had always struggled thinking of how to talk to you, how to approach you and ask you out on a date. when he finally mustered the courage to do so (after being threatened by oikawa that if he didn't make his move now, he'd get to you first) he realized that you were leagues shier than he could ever be; and that was so fucking cute to him.

now that you two are dating, iwaizumi makes it a point to call you beautiful everyday, not just because it's true and he wants you to feel that it is, but because he loves it when you get all bashful and embarrassed, when you hide behind your tiny hands in an attempt to cover your flustered face. when your make up is off and your hair is down, iwaizumi's heart skips a beat and his face gets all warm and fuzzy.

"oh, shit—i really lucked out in life; my girl's gorgeous." he blurted out subconsciously, his eyes glued on to you as he admired how you look without makeup, when you look the way you naturally do, and just... you being you. he loves every way you look and how you express yourself, and he's more than willing to shut someone who has nothing to say about you up; and for every bad thing you've heard in your life that's been thrown at you for how 'over the top' you look, he combats those words with sweet words that flow like honey of his own, and with gentle kisses to remind you how loved you are, how much he loves you.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ wakatoshi ushijima

it was hard for ushijima to take his mind off of anything but volleyball, but to work hard to make it to nationals—it used to be pretty hard, but now that you're in his life, ushijima has learned to find some balance in his life. first impressions plagued you both when you two first met; you thought of him as this big, scary, intimidating fellow, and of course he was! standing at 189 centimers and with daring eyes like his, your shyness quintupled when you accidentally bumped into him on your first day. ushijima was also taken in by how you looked for a split second, he originally thought you were one of those popular girls who were spoiled, that you probably thought you were better than ushijima, which was why you never said anything to him when you two bumped into each other. he didn't expect you to apologize, so he let it go—until you parted your lips and let out a soft apology. ushijima would never forget the feeling that rumbled in his chest as this smaller girl, who he thought he would never come to like or have an opinion of, actually apologize to him.

and from then on, after he acknowledged your apology and gave an apology back, you two kept bumping into each other here and there; it was comical, really, tendou kept teasing you two for it, saying you were both star-colliding lovers, or whatever pun he made up for it that got annoying, yet sweet, real quick. when you two realized your feelings for each other, ushijima felt sort of protective over you after you both became official. he had a habit of playing with the ends of your hair involuntarily, just fidgeting with the ends of it, threading it in between his long, thick fingers. he loved it when your small hands would envelope around his fingers to hold his hand on the way home, and he made sure you would always get home safe.

because of tendou and the rest of the team, ushijima had finally learned how to say these words with a smidge of confidence and endless love behind them: "remember... i love you. a lot. stay... safe. and... you're beautiful. i love you." he said in his usual deep, rumbling voice and stoic expression; though you could tell ushijima had to muster all his confidence and put a lot of his heart into that. you got all flustered and smiled, thanking him in stammers and giggles, making the corners of his lips turn up into a slight smile. his gaze was soft and caring, and ushijima wanted nothing more than to have you in his arms before he'd make his way home. that now became his favorite routine, wrapping his big, muscular arms around you, and gently hugging you—holding you close and burying his nose in the crook of your neck as he ends the day with a hug from you, thinking of you subconsciously, wishing silently to himself that tomorrow would hurry up so he could hug you, hold you, and say he loves you again, and again, and again.

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kyovtani · 2 years

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𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐊 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 | 𝐇.𝐈𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐈

࿔ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

࿔ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩!𝐀𝐔, 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢

࿔ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟒.𝟓𝐤

࿔ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐨/𝐡𝐨𝐥 (𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤), 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐆 (𝐝𝐚𝐝/𝐝𝐲 𝐝0𝐦/𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥) 𝐝𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐝𝐨/𝐦!𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢, 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 (𝐦.𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠), 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞/𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞/𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚/𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐞,, 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, “𝐦𝐨𝐦/𝐦𝐲” 𝐚𝐧𝐝 “𝐝𝐚𝐝/𝐝𝐲” 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

࿔ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬’ 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲…

Suddenly, everything seems so much funnier than it actually is and although you’ve left your friends quite a while ago, you seem to have quite a good time trying to open the door to your apartment.

You’re not nearly as drunk as a few hours ago since the trip to the random burger place as well as your friends constantly handing you a water bottle has definitely helped you, whereas the funny haze clouding your brain is still quite prominent.

After what feels like hours, you finally manage to unlock the door and stumble into the hallway with each of your high heels in your hands. Your tiny bag falls to the floor as soon as you step through the doorway, as well as your phone and your keys, the loud noise of everything hitting the hardwood floor echoing in the emptiness of your living room and easily making you halt your movements.

You would never want your hard working husband to wake up from the unnecessary noise, knowing he’s taken care of all the chores around the house after a stressful week at work, just so you could have a good time with your girls. He may have his day off tomorrow but you know he’s probably gonna wake up before sunrise to go for a run with his boys, which is why you’re determined to be as quiet as you could possibly be.

And everything is going well, after the hallway part at least, until you slowly open the door to your shared bedroom and catch a glimpse of your perfect husband.

You hate the way you’re basically drowning in the waves of your sudden arousal, yet can’t even blame your body for reacting the way it does.

After opening his second tattoo studio, Iwaizumi has been a tad bit busier than before and despite being so, so proud and just as happy for the love of your life, you can’t help but miss him.

It’s definitely gotten a lot better than just a few weeks ago and you still visit him at work every two days, making sure to let him fuck your face to get rid of some of his tension.

Yet…the sight of his broad, tattoo covered back in the beautiful moonlight has your head spinning in just the right ways.

His face is basically buried in his pillow, his pouty lips slightly parted and your pillow firmly tucked in his arms, something you won’t ever get used to seeing.

And all of a sudden, your strong, intimidating husband seems nothing but soft and warm, absolutely peaceful.

You don’t want to wake him up. Especially not for something he can take care of in the morning.

But…can anybody blame you for thinking about how good his hands feel on your body, groping and kneading every bit of flesh they can find as he makes sure to hit your sweet spot with every single one of his precise thrusts.

“Daddy”, the word leaves your lips before your brain can get another second to overthink your body’s decision and if it wasn’t for the feeling of your panties sticking to your wet cunt, you might have been a little more hesitant.

“Wake up, please”, you whisper and gently caress his warm back, tracing the dark lines of his tattoos with your fingers to stop yourself from littering him in kisses.

It doesn’t take another call of his name for Iwaizumi to move underneath your touch. He calmly reaches for your hand and pulls you closer to his face to make sure he’s not dreaming.

You know how much he misses you, how much he misses the times where the two of you would spend most of your time together and how much he craves your presence during his busy, stressful days.

So maybe you’re not being as mean and ungrateful as your brain makes you think you are, which is probably why you suddenly feel a lot needier than just a minute ago.

“Baby”, Iwaizumi’s responds softly, his voice dripping in sleepiness and exhaustion, so hoarse and raspy, you can’t help but whimper as you start placing soft kisses on his shoulders, “welcome home.”

“I want you, Daddy”, you say softly, your lips pushed into a soft pout at the thought of finally getting your husband’s undivided attention. It’s the middle of the night. Nobody’s going to interrupt you with a call or a message or even a knock on the door, asking for something only Iwaizumi knows the solution for.

“How was your night, Princess?”, Hajime mumbles and turns to lay on his back, presenting his toned chest to your hungry eyes and without even hesitating, you lean over and finally start kissing his hot skin.

As soon as his brain processes the feeling of your lips on his body, Iwaizumu starts rumbling, a gentle moan escaping his sore throat and you can’t help but be surprised about his reactions to your touch still being so intense after all these years.

“Was good”, you reply and push the blanket away from his legs to straddle his lap and sigh softly as soon as you feel the thickness of his cock pressing against your needy cunt.

“Yeah, Baby? Seems like you enjoyed yourself, mhm”, his response is calm, whereas the movements of his hands gently kneading the flesh of your thighs is the exact opposite and pushes you even further into your arousal.

“Daddy, please”, you can’t believe just how needy you are, especially considering he hasn’t done or barely said anything yet, though you do like to blame this on the alcohol in your system.

“My pretty girl, what’s wrong? Missed me so much you just had to wake me up to get your cute little cunt fucked, hm?”, this time Hajime sounds a lot more playful, a sleepy smile slowly appears on his lips and the way his eyes are greedily roaming your body manages to pull a tiny whimper from your throat.

“Yes, Daddy”, after so many nights refusing to give him the first response he has punished you for so many times already, your brain has pushed every bit of bratty attitude to the very back of your head and your husband seems to be just as surprised as you.

“Oh? No back talk? No denying?”

You’re quick to shake your head before you reach for the hem of your tiny dress as the heat from your arousal starts to overwhelm your body. Iwaizumi does nothing but watch and observe. You know he’s taking in the sight of your perked nipples and the rapid movement of your chest from the excitement rushing through you. Usually you still feel a little shy about his strong gaze, you don’t even know why, you’ve been dating him for so long after all. This time however, you’re fully enjoying the way he’s eating you alive and feel your confidence hitting the skyline within a second.

“Can I please suck your cock? Couldn’t stop thinking about the way you taste.”

In response to this request, Iwaizumi can’t help but chuckle. You watch his eyes disappearing into two little half moons as he parts his lips and throws his head back to let out the sweetest sound you’ve ever heard.

However, in your drunk state you just just start pouting from the bit of embarrassment making it through the haze of your neediness.

“You’re so fucking cute, Baby”, as soon as Hajime spots your face, he smiles and reassures you with a gentle touch to your cheek and a soft kiss to your hand, “I’m so in love with you.”

Maybe it’s because you’ve been missing him so much and maybe it’s because you haven’t seen him all day, but for some reason his random love confession brings tears to your eyes and with a tiny little whimper you bury your face in his neck.

“I’m so in love with you, too”, your words are incoherent and the sound of your voice makes Iwaizumi giggle even more and if it wasn’t for the feeling of his hands on your ass, you would have fallen asleep in that exact position.

But as soon as the gentle pain of his tight grip on your soft flesh washes over you, your cries die down and you’re back where you’re supposed to be within a second.

“There you go”, Iwaizumi suddenly smiles when you pull away from his neck to sit up straight, whimpering at the feeling of his cock against your needy cunt yet again, “hi.”

His little greeting melts your heart easily and if it wasn’t for the lack of rational thoughts in your head, you would have gotten flustered and shy the way you usually do when he’s as sweet as this, yet at this point you can’t help but think about being stuffed and fucked for hours.

“Go ahead then, Angel. You woke me up just to have your pretty pussy stuffed, I deserve to be a little spoiled, don’t I?”, he mumbles and pushes your pillow underneath his head to get a better look at you, sighing softly when you start nodding in response to his teasing.

“Yes, Daddy”, you reply, get off of his lap to sit in between his strong legs and let the urge to litter his warm skin in open mouthed kisses take over you. You’ve never been the type to go crazy over certain body parts, yet with Iwaizumi Hajime you spend literal hours just appreciating and worshiping every single part of him – especially his thighs.

The amount of times you’ve covered them in your marks and kisses is uncountable and to your luck, your husband absolutely does not mind.

As soon as you start sucking on the sensitive skin of his inner thighs, Hajime lets out a raspy moan of your name and throws his head back into the pillows. He’s generally quite sensitive to your touch, but the moment he wakes up, everything you do and touch manages to overwhelm his body in the best way possible.

“Don’t tease me”, he warns and places his hand on your cheek, making you look up at him to meet his strong gaze.

“But you’re so pretty…so strong and perfect, can’t help it”, you’re surprised about how easy it seems to be to just say everything that’s on you remind and wish you could always be like this, because the sight of Iwaizumi blushing is probably the best thing you’ve ever witnessed.

“I’m getting flustered, stop it.”

Moments like these bring you all the way back to the very beginning of your relationship with the tattoo artist and with a cheeky smile, you continue to pull the warm skin in between your lips before your tongue licks over the tiny mark you leave each time.

Iwaizumi’s eyes roll into the back of his head and give you the signal to place your hand over the bulge in his boxers, palming his rock hard cock through the fabric and humming at the feeling you’ve grown oh so familiar with.

It doesn’t take long for the hunger to take over you and before you can actually give it another thought, you greedily pull his underwear down his thick thighs and throw them to side and quickly wrap your fingers around his length.

“Fuck”, Hajime groans and bucks his hips up to push himself further into your grip as he lets out a shaky breath.

You look up at him to meet his gaze as you let a thick drop of your spit fall onto the sticky tip of his cock, spreading it over his sensitive skin and gently using it as lubricant to smoothen your strokes.

The feeling of your panties uncomfortably sticking to the wet flesh of your cunt doubles in its size the second you wrap your lips around his cock. You can’t help the muffled whimper which escapes your throat at the way his precum coats the muscle of your tongue just the way you’ve missed it oh so much. And after years of being with him, you don’t need much time to adjust and easily take the whole of his cock into your mouth, suppressing your gag reflex the second his tip hits that certain spot in the back of your throat and Iwa’s reactions are the only thing to make it so much easier.

His whole body tenses up underneath your touch, his hands tightening their grips on the bed sheets as the movements of your head start picking up their pace and all you can do is hum in response.

“Y-You’re greedier than usual, fuck”, Hajime stumbles over his words like a toddler, doesn’t even hesitate to show you just how much he’s enjoying it and you feel a wave of pride wash over you at his words.

Your hand takes over the place of your mouth to stroke his thick cock with just the right amount of pressure as you lift your head to smile up at him with swollen lips and a big smile on your face.

“I’ve missed you so much, Daddy”, you sigh and kiss your way down his shaft, shifting your attention to his angry tip and attentively watching the way he chokes on his breaths, “can’t help it.”

“My sweet little angel girl”, his answer is almost a reflex at this point, something you’ve noticed throughout the years and grew to love with each time. Ever since the two of you have established your dynamics (in- and outside the bedroom), Iwaizumi has always responded with some kind of pet name as soon as the word “Daddy” left your mouth.

“Come on, now, want you to sit on my cock”, he demands and even if there’s still playfulness lingering in his tone, you can tell from the way he’s holding himself back that he’s way closer to cumming than you thought. Usually Hajime lasts hours; his stamina grows with every day and yet, whenever you wake him up, everything you’re used to seems to get lost — and you absolutely love it.

However, you don’t pay much attention to his request and just go back to deepthroating him, almost overshadowing his deep grunts and breathy moans with the lewd sounds of your sucking and soft gagging. You feel hypnotised by his taste and sweet feeling of his cock on your tongue; something you could never admit because of how shy you are when it comes to him, which is why you’re glad that Iwaizumi’s more than aware of your obsession with his cock.

Of course he makes you chant it like it’s the only thing you know once he’s got your legs over his shoulders and his cock buried inside of your tiny cunt, but that’s different. In situations like these, he doesn’t mention but just enjoys it.

“Baby”, this time he presses the word through his gritted teeth, a deep moan is quick to follow and all you can do is suck on his tip just a little bit harder, licking up all the precum and smiling when you take him back down your throat and start swallowing.

And only a few seconds later your cloudy brain manages to remember the conversation the two of you had a couple of days ago after enjoying a well deserved date night with some wine. You’ve been thinking about it a lot and even took measures into your own hands, yet haven’t had the chance to talk to Iwaizumi about it. Not only because of how busy he’s been but also because it didn’t take up more than two minutes of your whole evening and you’ve just been too scared to disappoint yourself by getting your hopes up too high.

After being together for so long, Iwaizumi mentioned his wish to maybe start trying for a baby soon, but quickly passed it as a joke by adding a comment about wanting to breed you since that's always been a shared kink of the two of you, which is probably why you’ve been so unsure about it. However, the calm expression in his gentle eyes was genuine and serious, you couldn’t help but believe him..

You didn’t even have to overthink his words because if there’s one thing you’ve been waiting for – after getting married – it’s this. And now that your husband seems to feel ready and confident, you’re determined to make his, and your, wishes come true.

“Are you gonna give me a baby?”

Despite being quite sure about it, you just want to make sure he hasn’t changed his mind and you’re glad your brain manages to form rational thoughts like this.

And as if Iwaizumi had yet to wake up, his head shoots up from the pillow, his pretty eyes falling on your face in absolute shock and just from the way his cock twitches in your loose grip, you can actually tell how excited he is.

Usually you don’t have a problem reading his body language, but in your and his current state you’re just glad you have something to rely on.

“Are you fucking serious?”, Hajime whispers and reaches for your face, pulling you up gently to sit on your knees in between his legs before he gulps harshly.

“Yes, Daddy”, you whisper against his lips and pull the flesh of the bottom one in between your teeth, “I’ve wanted it for so long.”

Your husband stops functioning for a good second. All he does is stare at you with wide eyes, flushed cheeks and parted lips before he watches the way you get rid of your panties and straddle his lap yet again to press your cunt against his shaft.

“You’re tipsy, Princess”, you know he’s unsure due to different reasons, but you’re not hesitant to reassure him so all you can do is shake your head in response.

"I'm tipsy, yes. But I wanna make you an actual Daddy so bad, it’s all I’ve ever wanted. I’ve just been waiting for you to feel ready, I promise.”

Iwaizumi still hesitates.

The two of you only talked briefly about this and no matter how much he wants to start a family with you, he would hate himself for pushing you to do something you’re not ready for.

You sigh softly and reach in between your legs to take his pulsating cock into your hand, ignoring the deep moan from your husband as you rub the head against your clit and then lift your hips up to push his tip inside of you.

A tiny whimper falls past your lips at the way that’s enough to stretch you out, something you won’t ever get used to no matter how much time passes.

Hajime can’t think properly; the feeling of your cute little pussy clenching around his head pushes him even deeper into the sweetest haze of pleasure and all he can do is to grab your hips for some kind of steadiness.

“Baby…”, “I stopped taking my birth control almost a week ago.” You don’t let him finish his doubts and make sure to look into the sweet brown of his eyes to let him know just how serious you are, regardless of your slightly drunk state.

“Huh?”

“That’s why we haven’t fucked the past few days, Daddy. I never got the chance to talk to you about this…because of how busy you’ve been and if you didn’t want it anymore, I would have just gone back to taking it.”

If it wasn’t for the way you’re slowly sinking down on his cock, taking every inch of his thick length like the good girl you are and only whimpering once he’s all the way inside of you, Iwaizumi would have stopped breathing. You’re aware how overwhelming the whole situation is for him: he just woke up, is already balls deep buried inside of you and has yet to process trying for an actual baby.

And you’re trying your best to take it easy on your husband because all of this is a serious and important topic, maybe something the two of you should discuss in the morning, but you’ve been waiting for so long and after holding yourself off for a whole week, you’ve had enough.

“Say something, Daddy, please”, you pout and place your hands on his chest to bend down a little and get a better look at his face.

You place a soft kiss to his pretty lips and try to ignore the nervousness spreading in your body in response to his silence.

“My only love”, Iwaizumi suddenly whispers and pulls you into a needy kiss, knocking the air out of your lungs with just a swift movement of his head and all you’re left to do is give into the sweetness of it. It’s a clash of teeth and tongues, heavy breaths and the urge to be as close to each other as possible – something you’ve missed way too much in the past few days.

Hajime doesn’t slow down as he pushes you onto your back, making sure to stay inside of you just to thrust himself as deep inside of you as possible once he’s gotten comfortable in between your legs.

“That‘s my — fuck — good girl. I‘m so proud of you, Baby”, your husband praises you softly and intertwines his fingers with yours, gripping your hands a little tighter as he watches his cock stretch out your tight little hole just like that.

You nod appreciatively and hiss softly followed by a loud moan when he pulls himself all the way out of you, dragging his thick cock along the spongy wall of your cunt just to ram himself into you again.

Hajime fucks you slowly, sensually; thrusting his length into you and bottoming out every single time,his thick tip grazing the entrance of your womb, while he watches your expressions. His thrusts find a steady rhythm, hard and rather slow yet still so, so deep he manages to hit all of your sweetest spots and in between all those praises and dirty words, Iwaizumi whispers little love confession into your ear every now and then as he continues pounding into you.

You actually have no idea when you start crying but by the time Hajime’s moans and grunts start to pick up their volume, growing louder and more high pitched, you're a sobbing mess.

“You’re gonna be such a good Mommy, Angel”, he whispers and leaves a row of open mouthed kisses on your neck, “you’re gonna do so well, I just know it.”

His words are genuine and they give you just the right amount of a confidence boost to push every other doubt about motherhood and everything it comes with completely out of your head; something only Iwaizumi’s ever been able to do.

His name leaves your lips in the form of loud moans, breathy whimpers, desperate cries and pleasure filled sobs filling the silence of the night besides the prominent sound of skin meeting skin when your husband decides to pick up his pace.

He starts thrusting into you harder, a little bit faster and a little less careful, his eyes focusing the tears streaming down your cheeks and the drool dripping down your chin because you couldn‘t get yourself to close your mouth.

The taste of your upcoming high coats the muscke of your tongue in the sweetest way possible and your grip in Hajime’s dark now slightly damp hair tightening as you try to warn him, despite being sure he’s already noticed the way you have started to clench around his cock a little harder than just a few minutes ago. And as if he could read your mind, Iwa pulls away and cups your hot cheek softly before he asks you to open your eyes.

"Cum for me, my Love; show me what only I can do to you and look me in the eyes, yeah? Can you do that for me, Pretty Girl?"

You nod and whimper into his mouth when his other hand wanders in between your bodies, his thumb drawing yet another set of circles into your sensitive clit and with the way he is thrusting into you, you just can’t hold it back any longer.

Your high comes crashing down onto you with such heaviness, you’re left absolutely breathless and with a white curtain covering your sight for a few seconds.

You chant Hajime’s name like a mantra, as if it is the only word in your vocabulary and for a few seconds you’re convinced you’ve actually passed out. You have absolutely no idea how long it takes you to calm down as the aftermath of your orgasm waves through your body, lingering underneath the surface and making you whimper every time a jolt of sweet pleasure rushes through you.

Even when you slowly but surely came down from your intense high, “Daddy” is the only thing you manage to whisper against his plump lips.

"That's my Baby, such a good, good girl for me. I'm so proud of you", Hajime praises you, his thrust a little sloppier than before and from the way he is digging his fingers into the soft flesh of your waist, you can tell how close he is to cumming, "you're also going to take all of my cum, right? You’re gonna make me proud and make me a Daddy, don’t you, Angel?”

You take a deep breath, the slight overstimulation sending shivers down your spine as your eyes focus on Iwaizumi's parted lips and the way he keeps moaning your name.

"Please, Daddy, need you to fill me up with your cum and put a baby into my belly", you encourage him and as soon as those words leave your lips, a row of profanities falls past your lover’s lips and he thrusts his cock as deep inside of your tight cunt as possible.

Your fingers come to pull at the thick strands of his dark hair again and you – finally – get to watch his whole face scrunch up in pleasure, his body tensing up and halting every single one of his movements before he cums with a loud moan and coats your sensitive walls in several shades of white with three thick spurts of his creamy cum.

Hajime buries his face in the crook of your neck as he calms down, loud pants, heavy breathing and rapid heartbeats the only noises to fill your ear.

"I love you so much", he whispers and gives you a soft kiss, his cock slowly softening inside of you before he softly smiles at you; looking almost boyish with his messy hair and flushed cheeks.

"I love you, too, so fucking much", you reply and go in for another kiss, this time a little more when you thrust your tongue into his hot mouth.

Neither one of you manages to gather the energy to get up and clean the mess you’ve made – or just pull out, and neither one of you manages to care enough.

You’re absentmindedly playing with Hajime’s hair and enjoy the feeling of his calloused fingers caressing your thighs before you take a deep breath and give him a forehead kiss.

“I hope they get your eyes”, you whisper and sigh softly, “and your sweet soul.”

You don’t realise that Iwaizumi has fallen asleep already but once you do, you can’t help but chuckle at the sight of his pouted lips and flushed face.

And after so many days of missing each other, you’ve finally gotten your well deserved intimacy and for the first time in so long, you fall asleep with your as close to you as physically possible.

࿔ 𝐀/𝐍: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧 𝐍𝐒/𝐅𝐖 𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐨 𝐢 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐬 @takaholic ‘𝐬 𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐜 “𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐩” 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 “𝐈𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬” 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐞𝐝/𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭!𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞! 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 (𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 <𝟑) 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭. 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐱 𝐳𝐚𝐝𝐞

#haikyuu!! smut #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x female reader #iwaizumi smut #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi hajime smut #hq!! smut

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plutoccult · 4 months

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fear not my iwaizumi stans… i’m here to DELIVER (angst). lmk if you want a tag! once again, no blank blogs with default profile pics and if you don’t get tagged otherwise it may just be because tumblr won’t let me.

i’ll be posting on the 20th!

#haikyuu #haikyu #haikyuu x reader #haikyu x reader #haikyuu x female reader #haikyu x female reader #iwaizumi hajime x reader #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi hajime x female reader #iwaizumi x female reader #iwaizumi hajime #hajime iwaizumi x reader #hajime iwaizumi x female reader #hajime iwaizumi #pluto talks 🔭

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priniya · 2 years

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JEALOUSY !

sumarry: tsukishima gets extremely jealous when a certain outside hitter tries to hit on you, unbeknownst to him – you’re already taken and your boyfriend doesn’t like sharing.

notes: tsukishima kei x reader, jealous type of boyfriend, also a brief moment of iwaizumi hajime x reader. also reader is way shorter than kei, but if you’re tall just skip the part. also not proofread.

word count: 1.3k

kei didn’t want to be at the party in the first place. he has been a more introverted kind of person throughout his whole life, and changing it wasn’t even a thing in his mind. but you asked him to be there. and there was nothing that could make tsukishima refuse you. you were the only one occupying the boy’s brain all the time anyway.

so when he agreed to your idea, you promised to send him the address and smiled delightedly. it would be your first social event since you started dating a few weeks ago. and since you two attended different schools, no one besides yamaguchi and kageyama knew.

it was definitely a sweet thing, enjoying each other’s presence without being forced to hear mean comments how you two didn’t fit together or something else that would’ve just got on your nerves and the boy would have to calm you before you threw hands on someone.

before tsukishima got to the house of your classmate, you had already been there, dropped off by your mom, who wanted to be sure of your location. a quick promise to be walked home by someone was said and you were free, waiting on your boyfriend.

me: text me when you get here and i’ll find you somewhere

the house was filled with seijoh students from different years and classes. you could recognize most of them, as you weren’t really someone new there. tōru oikawa, the school’s star, standing next to matsukawa and hamaki somewhere nearby the staircase, tanjiro from the basketball team was talking to a girl from a year above while a third year was talking to someone you couldn’t see.

the heavy scent of alcohol mixed with smoke itched your nostrils, and you grimaced as you entered the kitchen, accidentally bumping into someone.

“hey, you’re alright?” a familiar voice spoke out, his hands on your arms to prevent you from falling. “l/n-san, nice to see you here.” with that words said, you realized it was iwaizumi hajime who you were talking to.

“don’t say you didn’t expect me to be here, iwaizumi-san.” you laughed, moving to be closer to the counter, pouring yourself a drink. you could feel his eyes tracing around your body, as if the ace tried to remember your curves like it was the last time you see each other. unfortunately for iwaizumi, you were too oblivious to catch a sign. “what you’re looking at?”

“uh-” he stuttered, flushing like a tomato. “your dress. it brings out your curves, you look gorgeous.” hajime added after a minute, bringing his eyes up to your face.

you looked more than just gorgeous, you looked ethereal. with the perfect, black eyeliner on your eyelids with an eyeshadow that fitted your eye colour. and oh my god the dress. you wore a tight, backless, black dress with a split on your left thigh (your mom wasn’t too pleased about it tho).

it was the first time you dressed like that to a friday party, always wearing cargo pants and tank tops with a zipper hoodie you once stole from tobio. your boyfriend was the reason why you dressed like that, you wanted to see him breathless, happy having a girlfriend that hot.

“thank you.” a soft smile spread over your mouth as you took a sip of your drink. “is there any occasion? wanna catch somebody’s eye?” the boy asked, his eyes not leaving your lips.

“actually… yes.” you laughed at the sound of your reply, and leaned your back on the counter behind you. iwaizumi swore he could feel his heart skip a beat upon hearing your words. he knew you had a long time crush on him in the junior high, and now he felt like the heavens finally gave him a chance.

“hey, uh. i’ve been meaning to ask you this for a while now.” he began, getting a little closer to you. “wouldn’t you like to go out somewhere next sunday? like on a date.”

that’s when you connected the dots and froze. he thought you were talking about him. out of all people, it had to be hajime that you bumped in. gosh. you chugged down your drink before revealing you’re in a happy relationship, but eventually it wasn’t you who said that.

“maybe in two weeks? she’s already going out with her boyfriend on that sunday.” kei, who walked to the two of you out of sudden, remarked harshly, wrapping an arm around your waist. pulling you away from the ace, gently but swiftly.

“oh.” was the only thing that came from hajime.

tsukishima didn’t need to hear any more, pushing the respect for his seniors aside in his mind, he took your hand in his and walked out of the kitchen. and when normally he wasn’t the one to show any affection in public, then that day was an exception. maybe for the extreme jealousy he felt rushing in his veins when he noticed you with hajime and especially after hearing how he tried to ask you out.

and before you could even realize, his lips crushed into yours passionately. in public, so everyone from your school could see it and not hit on you anymore. after a few moments, you would just drag your boyfriend into an empty room, right. a rush of adrenaline must have got to him when he sat you down on a drawer, so the kisses would be more comfortable for both of you since the height difference.

he pulled away for a second, cupping your cheek with his hand and aside from melting under his soft touch, you melted even more after seeing how kei smiled at you. “you don’t even know how much i love you.” he empathized. “i don’t even know if i ever felt something like that towards anyone else. if someone ever had me choosing between something and you, i’d always choose you.”

tsukishima’s words destroyed you. it wasn’t anything bad, obviously, but it was the third time he spoke up about his feelings towards you, the first happened when you misunderstood his intention and thought of your first-date as a casual, friends hangout, the second when he confessed he likes you in a way he doesn’t like anyone else and now… he dropped the L-bomb. your boyfriend has never been the type of someone who’s fond of his words, and expressing emotions was hard for him as well. you felt your eyes watering, and thank god that you chose waterproof mascara.

“did i say something wrong…?” he was confused by your reaction, he knew you so well, yet he couldn’t tell why his girlfriend was crying in the first place. you immediately shook your head and by pulling in the fabric of his collar, you kissed him again. hands on the back of his neck, rubbing it gently, while his wandered around the length of your thighs.

“i love you” you spoke out as he pressed his forehead to yours. you could feel his body loosen up upon hearing your confession. “and there’s never gonna be anyone better for me than you.”

“next thing, me, you in that dress and a dinner at my house together on sunday?” he smiled at you, caressing soft circles on your leg. “and then afterwards, me, you in my hoodie and whatever movie you wanna watch.”

“i don’t know if i’m free, baby. gotta stand in line.” you chuckled as tsukishima rolled his eyes. “hmm, but if you say i get to keep the hoodie, then i can cancel some guys.”

“it’s not like you wouldn’t keep it anyway.”

(another part of tsukishima x seijoh!reader, here)

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