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a/n: mostly from the "let me show you 'cause talk is cheap" line :) pick up line from this tiktok
fluff, crack, one mention of a drink
"your hair is quite impressive."
your voice caught kuroo's attention. he lowered his drink from his lips and turned around to your direction, eyebrows scrunched up in amusement.
"ya think so? you know, it requires great skill to achieā"
" did you use gel?" you cut him off before he could finish. with a slightly offended look, his feline eyes looked right into yours. he continued, picking up from wherr he was so rudely interrupted.
"well, no. like i was saying, it takesā"
"aw man. i really thought you had gel. it's alright though because you're and anGEL!" you couldn't hold your laugh in.
as you held your stomach from the excess laughter, kuroo looked at you in both dissapointment that he didn't that coming and fondness at the clever pick-up line.
as your laughing fit came to an end, he spoke up, trying to fit his two cents into the conversation.
"that was smooth."
"like butter?"
"like butter." you smiled and celebrated your small victory at flirting with a stranger. he was for sure pink from your actions. his eyes didn't leave your figure.
he adored the smile you had. the crinkles at the corners of your eyes as they closed shut when you laughed. the way your body language presented itself made him feel comfortable around you.
the night was approaching to an end and kuroo wished that this encountered wasn't simply a one time thing.
"usually, pick-up lines wouldn't be this effective but i think this calls for another night out don't you think?" he tried to casually state.
"hm, what if you're all talk no bite?" you challenged him. his lips curled up in amusement once more. you really fueled his fire in the best way possible and he enjoyed it.
" well, my motto is 'talk is cheap' so how 'bout i show you if you're free next week?" he handed his phone over to you with a new contact opened, hoping to get your number.
"ooo now look who's the smooth one this time," you said, dialing in your number and your name down.
a/n: hello everyone! thank you for being so patient with me while i tried to get through this series. ive been uber busy these past few weeks so im sorry that i havent been able to interact with you all recently but i hope that you find some smiles and happy feelings in this fic <3 thank you again for everyone whoās supported me thru this little series! i really enjoyed writing it and i hope you all enjoy reading it!
haikyuu masterlist | be my festival date! (masterlist)
Daichi had paced more in the last few minutes as he waited for you to arrive at the entrance of the festival, than he had in his whole life. Normally when he was nervous heād just try and find something productive to do, walk around or get an errand done. But what errand could be done while he waited for you to come along, all smiles, a glow on your skin.
He groaned to himself quietly, wishing the thoughts of your smile didnāt plague him so often. Maybe he should back down just a bit, let the others whisk you away into the night. After all, he really didnāt want any fights to break out and Tanaka and Noya had already been fighting over the idea of who you had liked first all evening.
Maybe he should just leave you to the others.
No, Daichi decided after a moment, shaking his head in annoyance of his own thoughts. You were the first girl that had ever made his heart flutter the way it did every time he looked at you. Your voice was something he could listen to hours on end, like when you called him to tell him about the book you had finished a few weeks ago, or when you were telling him your thoughts on a TV show you were both watching. No, Daichi told himself again as he puffed up his chest slightly, Iām not backing down this time.
a/n: oh yay a request and for angst <33 thank you for requesting this anon ā i had fun writing this, and as typical, i listened to some classical while penning this down!
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part one
SUNA RINTAROU regrets keeping your pictures in his camera roll. They were what reminded him of better days when things were feeling rough, a subtle reminder that youād always be there to support and love him whenever he felt like he didnāt deserve it. Seeing them now, all it did was remind him that you wouldnāt be there to do that anymore.
MIYA ATSUMU regrets pushing you away. He knew you loved him regardless of how he felt at times, but he only wanted you to see the best side of himself for fear of scaring you away when he wasnāt his happiest. Now anytime he plays volleyball, heās reminded of the empty spot in the bleachers where you used to stand.
MIYA OSAMU regrets not respecting your boundaries at times. All he did was love you, and he would exchange the entire world for a simple smile from you. Now sitting alone in front of his onigiri, he realizes that your boundaries meant so much more than simple guidelines, because respecting them meant that heād be sitting with you instead of by himself.
USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI regrets not taking risks. He never wanted to upset you throughout the course of your relationship, sticking to tried and true methods that he knew would keep you content. It was only when he saw pictures of your exploration in the days after your breakup that he realized that perhaps, you had gotten bored of him, and he wishes heād tried more things with you. At least then, heād have someone in his arms opposed to the air.
KAGEYAMA TOBIO regrets not showing you just how far his love for you went. He told you at every opportunity he had, even when he was away for games and didnāt have the time to talk to you at all, even if it was a simple text. Maybe if he had spent more time with you, even if it was a simple date, heād be less alone imagining a world where your fingers were intertwined with his, instead of the empty space that existed.
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a/n: so i impulsively decided to write this because sometimes music can really move you ā listen to reflections by toshifumi hinata to set the mood ! (the slowed version linked is just beautiful)
also @solkeiji i hope this is a good amount of pain JDNWNXMANS ily
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AKAASHI KEIJI regrets not telling you he loved you more. He was a man who chose to show his love through his actions, with every touch symbolizing the depth of his emotions that never seemed enough to be encompassed into a simple āI love you.ā It was only after the two of you had parted that he realized that perhaps, a simple touch didnāt have the same meaning to you as it did to him.
BOKUTO KOUTAROU regrets not giving you your space at times. He knew you loved him, and he knew youād always be there for him, but there were days where your proximity was the only thing that allowed him to truly feel like the love enveloped him, warm and fuzzy. Now that heās alone, he realizes that maybe, you needed some time to yourself, and he never gave you that.
KUROO TETSUROU regrets not taking you seriously at times. Teasing each other was a normal part of your relationship after all, but perhaps his dismissal of some of the things you insisted on took a toll on you. Now anytime you donāt even acknowledge him when you see him (despite all you used to be), he realizes how terrible it may have been for you.
OIKAWA TOORU regrets not spending more time with you. He adored you, he truly did, but in between his pursuit of his passion and your constant support (you never once complained), he lost track of the time he spent alone with you. Now sitting up at night, he wonders if you wouldāve stayed if heād set aside more time for the two of you to be yourselves.
IWAIZUMI HAJIME regrets not cherishing the things you did together. He loved you, and he was almost certain youād always explore more together, but now that youāre not together, he realizes those moments were ones he wouldnāt trade for the world, and he let them slip through the cracks of hands.
get ready for a whole lotta hurt <3
inspired by @agasheeee
characters: oikawa tooru, iwaizumi hajime, kageyama tobio, tsukishima kei [gn!reader]
wc: 0.7k
it was obvious to you how oikawa tooru was pulling back from your kisses, how your hugs were getting shorter, how he went to sleep earlier. it pricked your heart like thorns, and left you bleeding and crying. you don't know if oikawa notices how you've started to cry yourself to sleep. and if he did would be more surprising, considering he comes from practice - or you assume - late, too late. and you could see him saying this from a mile away, but it still hurt. it felt like he ripped out your heart and threw it away because he didn't care for it anymore. "i don't- i don't think we're meant for each other." he had said, and he was a coward while he did so. he couldn't look into your eyes which were reddened from tears but you still willed yourself to stand straight. you nodded and he left. you broke down right there.
you loved iwaizumi hajime too much. it left you dizzy and giggly whenever he shot you a smile, or kissed your jaw. you were so in love, you didn't even realize when it all started going wrong. you had ignored everything and focused on him even when he had stopped focusing on you. you let the scent of a new perfume be disregarded and threw them in the laundry. you refused to acknowledge the late nights and messy hair. the buttons on his shirt were hardly ever buttoned in the correct order anymore. you just wished he started to hide it better, spare your heart a little. but iwaizumi hajime is harsh, he's cold though not to the people he cares for. and you used to be one of them. "i'm sorry, i found someone else." he let you keep the apartment, the apartment you spent a whole week breaking plates and letting them nick your feet.
you didn't realize kageyama tobio would stop finding happiness when he's with you. you didn't realize your movie nights would become chores for him. you didn't realize that your every move would be a bother to him. you didn't know. you swear you didn't. you were in love, was it so wrong to think that he would be too? and when you did, you could hear your heart shatter. it was loud and ugly. you trembled whenever he tried to come early because he was faking it just for you. because he didn't want to break your heart. he was hurting and you didn't even realize. the thought makes you break. but everyone has their limits and he had come to his. his lower lip quivered as he had pushed out the words, "i'm- i'm not, i can't do this. i'm sorry." you gave him a smile, contrasting the tears that rushed out.
tsukishima kei was your everything. and despite how much you loved him, how much you adored him, you still ended up screaming at each other every night. tears streamed down your face, and he was as cold as he was the first time you met him. you tried to remember the golden memories but his insults started to overpower them. started to outnumber them. you knew you had issues, you knew you were a little afraid, a little insecure which were usually the cause of your arguments. sometimes tsukishima would stop listening to you and left the room, leaving you to cry on the sofa alone. sometimes he'd hug you, and spoon-feed you some warm soup. but it seems that lately those days never come and the fights have just been getting louder and longer. and one day, he just gave up. you knew this day would come, and still his words became an everlasting memory. and not the good kind. "you're too difficult to love." tsukishima single handedly broke you.
summary: life could hold a lot of good and fun things, but sometimes you found yourself struggling on how to escape the constant wave of torment that came to haunt you through your memories. iwaizumi knows the struggle of being trapped in his own head. maybe all it takes is a gentle hand of guidance and a little bit of love to finally heal.
pairing: iwaizumi hajime x fem!reader
word Count: 3.8k
genres + themes: very cute fluff, angst, friends to lovers, platonic!oikawa, set in third year of aoba johsai
warnings: mentions of self doubt, small depiction of mental breakdowns, mentions of some vulnerability, iwaizumi being a genuinely nice guy and helping you through it, cheeky Oikawa, an innuendo because yes, and a mini character journey because yes
a/n: anyways its been a while since i posted a long fic, so here this is <33 this is heavily based off of my real experiences, and is sometimes sensitive, but i hope that this brings comfort to anyone who reads it, like it brought comfort to me when i penned it down
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Aoba Johsai highschool was always the center of attention for something or the other, always catching the eyes of many who were intrigued to know what hid behind their pristine walls. They had always been an enigma of sorts, ever changing yet ever so stable as they continued to make a name for themselves across the prefecture. It was, in short, the reason you had wanted to attend all those years ago.
Standing in front of your classroom, you adjusted your skirt quickly as you walked into the room, relishing in the streams of sunshine that seemed to come from the open windows. It bathed the room in some kind of ethereal light, a sight that lightened the weight that had been in your chest just a few minutes prior.
Sometimes it was the simplest things that brought you immeasurable comfort. It was the sound of your classmates filling the room, the gentle laughter that came with new friendships, and the warmth that pooled in your chest when your friends finally came into the room, their cheery smiles and jokes as enough of an excuse to be content.
Sitting down on the chair, you arranged your desk as you folded your hands, waiting for the teacherās arrival. All around you was the fluttering of students, and a few girls even headed to the front of the classroom so they could meet the eyes of their idol.
Oikawa Tooru. A celebrity of sorts at the school you had came to call home over the years. You had attended their games, and even acquainted yourself with the team themselves. He was always incredibly talented, and transformed the spotlight into something desirable, even though you knew the issues that came with it. He had always been the center of attention, but there was someone else who managed to capture your attention more than the prodigious setter.
Iwaizumi Hajime. The ace of Seijoh, the best friend of Oikawa, and one of the most talented players you had ever seen. He moved with purpose, always showering his friends in a type of care that was hidden beyond the layers of aggression he showed them. He knew just the right ways to get people to open up, and had a way of doing things that made him graceful...in a different sense. He was strong and assured in his opinions, and behind those lopsided grins he gave you when he walked into the classroom, you knew there was a lot more to discover.
He intrigued you.
More so than Oikawa.
A few minutes later, you saw the famous duo walking through the door, Oikawaās whines of āIwa-chan!ā only combated by Iwaizumi shoving him forcefully into the classroom, taking seats away from his fangirls, and an apologetic smile directed towards the teachers for rough-housing.
āY/N-chan!ā Oikawa called out playfully, a giant grin on his face as he sat in the seat next to yours. āHow are you?ā
āWhatās with the cheerfulness today?ā You chucked, āGood practice or something?ā
āMore than just good.ā He shrugged, āThere was a lot of progress made today in terms of our reception and our general ability to receive sets...not that my sets are bad of course. The first year actually tried today. I think that warrants some celebration.ā
āWell Iām glad it went well.ā You smiled, your eyes unwittingly trailing to Iwaizumi, who sat in the seat right next to Oikawa.
āIwa-chan, arenāt you going to say hi to Y/N-chan? Sheās literally looking at you.ā
Your face heated in embarrassment as Iwaizumi turned around, a slight flush on his face as he waved, almost shyly. āHi Y/L/N.ā
āHi Iwaizumi.ā You waved back, feeling a sense of amusement at the way he turned away from you. āHow are you this fine morning?ā
āYou say that as if somebody actually wants to put up with Shittykawa every day of the week,ā he smirked, a small chuckle escaping at the indignant shout that escaped Oikawa not even a second later.
āNo Iwa-chan, you're not understanding the fact that I am literally the best start to any morning. Isnāt that right ladies?ā Turning in his chairs, Oikawa flashed a grin at his fangirls, a cocky type of expression forming on his face at the unified agreement that chorused amongst the girls.
You and Iwaizumi shared a look (one that hopefully meant something) before smacking Oikawa on the shoulder as the teacher began the role call.
It was a simple moment of course, but such moments were ones that you kept close to you in moments where you werenāt sure if there was anything left to cherish. It was the small smile from Iwaizumi and the promise of OIkawaās teasing that fueled you in some of the times where you struggled to keep yourself composed.
As the school bell rang, signalling the beginning of classes, you allowed yourself a small moment of solace in the teacherās lectures and the thought of someday being able to feel this way all the time.
Happy.
If only such a feeling could last.
Why did it manage to hurt, still?
You swore you had buried them, those memories hidden deep inside your heart where nobody could reach, and where nobody could ever find it and exploit it.
Why did a wound so old bleed like it was fresh?
Your room was dark, a simple night light in the corner being the only source of light. The fanās white noise whirred above you, and even though it wasnāt completely silent, it was still enough to make you feel a crippling sense of loneliness.
You werenāt sure why you were in this position. You sat on top of your bed, drumming your fingers on the mattress as you recounted the events of the day, remembering all the laughter and elation that you had experienced prior, preserving it in the archive of your mind.
It seemed that somewhere along the line, those thoughts had turned sour.
Friendship was always a sensitive topic for your mind to tread. The very concept seemed desirable, camaraderie and the sheer level of trust being enough to ease most of your worries. There was always something appealing about having a support system, a gentle hand to hold, and the promise of being there even when things went wrong. It was fun moments, laughter, and times where reality was sweeter than vanilla buttercream itself.
In reality, it was really a devil dressed in angelās clothes.
Friendships required trust to function, an assurance of being there, even when things became too much to handle. You used to enjoy handing out that trust, feeling the warmth and the benefits of opening up to people you cared about, but nowadays, the thought of trusting someone merely made your mind race.
When did trust become something so fragile?
You felt yourself exhale quite sharply as you finally laid down in bed.
You needed to relax. Overthinking a situation would only make it more difficult to handle.
And yet you did it anyway.
It seemed like last nightās occurrences weighed on your mind a bit more than you would have liked. It was a looming presence in the hustle bustle of your classroom, but you managed to hide it well enough.
Or so you thought.
Iwaizumi had slid in the seat next to you for once, and while you wanted to be excited about the novelty of this situation, you simply couldnāt...feel.
āY/L/N, are you alright?ā He asked, the concern etched into his (handsome) features. āYou look kind of...distracted.ā
āIām alright,ā you smiled cheerily, willing yourself to maintain your persona, āI guess I didnāt sleep enough.ā
āYou need to start taking care of yourself.ā He sighed, āNeglecting yourself doesnāt do any good you know.ā
āYeah yeah,ā you nodded, āItās just a day in the life I guess. I mean, we are in our third year. The workload will probably have us up at night regardless.ā
āI would hope not.ā He frowned, āTime management---ā
āIwa-chan, are you giving everyone the time management talk?ā Oikawa teased. Turning his gaze to you, he smiled joyfully. āOh, morning Y/N-chan.ā
āMorning,ā you yawned in response. Oikawa laughed at this, suppressing a yawn of his own as he took a seat.
āDid you stay up late again?ā He asked, āTry to get a bit more sleep, alright?ā
āHypocrite,ā you giggled, sticking your tongue out at him, āI bet you stayed up late watching those volleyball clips again. Donāt even think about lying.ā
āThatās different.ā Oikawa protested, āStrategy is something that is best formed through obser---ā
āBoth of you are crazy,ā Iwaizumi sighed, āIs it that hard for you to sleep on time?ā
āNot everyone is an old man and goes to sleep at nine, Iwa-chan.ā
āShittykawa!ā
You felt a burst of laughter escape your chest at the realization, the amusement only fueled by the angry blush on Iwaizumiās face. āIwaizumi...you sleep at nine?ā
āYes, and thatās a good time to sleep.ā He defended, taking out a pencil. āBoth of you must have some major problem or something.ā
āNo Iwa-chan, we just have normal brains and yours is that of a brute.ā Oikawa quipped.
āTrashykawa, I swear, if you donāt shut your damn mouth---ā
āIwaizumi-kun, if you donāt mind, please refrain from insulting other students with such vulgar and improper terminology in my classroom during a lesson.ā Their teacher chastised, a glare pointed in their direction, āI would also appreciate Y/L/N and Oikawa keeping their banter for when class is no longer in session.ā
āSorry sensei,ā they chorused, feeling the shame of being caught weighing on their backs as they continued their classwork, the subtle feeling of laughter warming their chests.
*****************
āYou almost got us in trouble back there Iwa-chan,ā Oikawa laughed during lunchtime, bringing his lunch over while taking a seat next to Iwaizumi, gesturing for you to join them. āAlso Y/N-chan, donāt be shy. Iwa-chan isnāt going to bite you if you join us. Or maybe...he will.ā
āOikawa!ā You hissed, punching his arm, āHow did you---ā
āIt doesnāt take a genius to see that thereās obviously something,ā he smirked, āThe real question is whether or not youāre going to do anything about it.ā
āWhat are you two talking about?ā Iwaizumi suddenly chimed in, his voice smooth. āAnd what was that about bitingā
āNothing!ā You argued. āOikawa is just kinky.ā
Iwaizumi chuckled at this, the subtle lilting notes of his chuckle, refreshing in ways you werenāt sure you had quite registered. It was interesting to see him so open.
Perhaps you had grown on him a bit.
Oikawa however, didnāt seem to be very impressed with your comment.
āY/N-chan, are you sure you want to go there?ā Oikawa frowned, āBecause Iām sure that there is someone who is more than interested to know about you ki---ā
āShittykawa!ā Iwaizumi yelled, smacking him, āGet your mind out of the gutter. Seriously.ā
āBut Iwa-chan, you were literally saying the other---ā
āWeāll pick this up later,ā you grinned. āSay, Iām going to head to the vending machine. Want anything?ā
āCoffee sounds nice.ā Iwaizumi smirked. āIāll buy it for us next time.ā
āSounds like a plan,ā you shrugged, āOkay, Iāll be right backā
The walk towards the vending machine was scenic, if anything at all. In the fresh spring air, the sakura trees lining the courtyard provide a fresh sense of renewal in your system. It was picturesque in the most quaint way, and the walk was almost peaceful.
Strolling up to the machine, you were about to press the button when you met the eyes of someone you had tried so desperately to avoid.
Panic. It was the only thing that coursed through your entire body as you saw them, standing there as if they didnāt hurt you, as if they didnāt ruin something completely good, and looking at you as if you were merely a fond figment of their imagination.
What gave them that right to have such a strong hold over you?
āHello,ā they smiled, a gentle one that was formed of politeness and perhaps, an internal feeling to acknowledge you. āItās been a while.ā
āYeah,ā you responded, purchasing your drinks, focusing on anything, anything, except their presence at your side.
You didnāt want to see them. You couldnāt avoid them completely, but you wanted to try.
āHow are your two boys,ā they inquired, their tone as if they were interested. āI see you around all the time. Itās a cute friendship you have going.ā
āYeah, I guess it is.ā Taking the coffees from the open slot, you turned your back from the machine, your hand curling into a fist in an attempt to maintain the little composure you had left. āIāll see you around.ā
The walk back to your spot was nowhere as peaceful, the slight quivering in your hands as the only physical testament to the sheet horror of facing somebody who you didnāt even want to name. They didnāt care enough to break the friendship off properly, so why did you have to acknowledge them at all?
Obligation. You had to pretend to smile around them, like they actually brought you some sort of solace, even though they brought you quite the opposite.
Iwaizumi saw your hands. āY/L/N, are you okay?ā
You wanted to tell him. You wanted to tell him everything. It was just thatā¦telling him would only lead to distance.
You werenāt willing to risk that.
You took your seat next to him, begging your fingers to stop trembling as you handed him his drink. āIām alright.ā
āYouāre not.ā Oikawa said suddenly, returning from wherever he had gone off to. āYour hands. Theyāre shaking. What happened?ā
āNothing,ā you smiled, āI just hit my hand on the vending machine slot when I went to go get the coffees.ā
āYour hands donāt look banged up.ā Iwaizumi sighed. āWait. Y/L/N, come on a walk with me.ā
You hid your hands at your sides as you followed him through the pathway of the courtyard, walking around the school to a more secluded location.
He looked worried. Every stride he took looked a bit larger after a look back at your face, and when you finally stopped walking, you were in the middle of the grassy fields behind your school. The longer blades of grass swayed gently in the breeze, and Iwaizumi led them to the center of the field. As soon as they sat down, the sunshine streamed down upon them, providing a comforting type of warmth that felt almost like a hug,
Underneath the shifting light of the sun, Iwaizumi was the definition of handsome himself, from the way the angles of his face were subtly highlighted by the sunās golden glow, to the way his gentle, yet assuring smile sat upon his features at the sight of you.
Who gave him the right to look that good at the time?
āYouāre not going to admit to anything in front of Oikawa,ā he said, adjusting his position, āSo I thought this would help.ā
āIāll be okay,ā you assured him, although the almost anxious beating of your heart suggested otherwise.
Would you?
āYeah, you might be okay in the future, but that means youāre not fine right now.ā He reasoned. āBesides,ā he added, meeting your eyes, āI care about how you feel right now. So if thereās something I can do to help, I will.ā
At his gentle tone of voice, you shakily removed your hands from their spot at your sides, appreciating the feel of the sunshine on them. āI ran into someone today.ā You began, āAnd seeing them did more harm than good.ā
āYou think you can explain a bit more?ā He suggested, moving a bit closer. āI wonāt pressure you, but just take a deep breath. Itās okay.ā
āI...shouldnāt have been so affected by it, but I am. Thatās pathetic,ā you laughed sarcastically. āI guess thatās what a bad experience does, right?ā
āDonāt try to invalidate your feelings.ā Iwaizumi insisted. āLook, Iām not sure who you ran into, but itās alright to still be trapped in your head at the sight of someone. It doesnāt make you any less of a person.ā He stopped his speech, training his olive green eyes to finally meet your own, āYou will never be any less of a person to me.ā
Breathe.
In the darkness of your room, you were surrounded by nothing to offset the steady gain of thoughts that continued to multiply in your head, every little memory you didnāt want to see coming to the forefront of your mind.
It scared you.
Your breaths came out in shallow exhales as you begged yourself for composure, for a warm hug, or just anything to get your mind off the steady panic that accompanied those thoughts.
You werenāt going to break down.
You had made it this far without feeling much, and yet there you were, the rhythmic rise and fall of our chest doing nothing to soothe your nerves. You would ask for help, but the guilt that came with shoving your problems onto others was enough to keep you from pressing the call button on the contact whoās voice you wanted, no, needed to hear most.
You pressed it anyways.
One in the morning was no normal time to call. The pale moonlight drifted in through the sheer curtains of your window, yet the darkness was still overwhelming in a sense, contributing to a sense ofā¦.something. There wasnāt really a word.
Three rings later, Iwaizumi picked up the call.
āY/N,ā he rasped, āIs something wrong?ā
It would be a lie if you said you werenāt comforted by his voice on the other end, an anchor from the thoughts that threatened to usurp you from rationality by the second.
āI am...thinking too much.ā You attempted, mentally chastising yourself for the odd phrasing. Iwaizumiās breaths were deep and practiced on the other end of the line, and subconsciously, you find yourself matching it.
āWhat about?ā He asked.
āEverything.ā You started, āI think trust is the hardest thing to establish nowadays.ā
āI would say acceptance also falls into that category,ā he sighed, āAnd by that, I mean acceptance of yourself. Just understanding why you are the way you are is tough too.ā
āHajime?ā you tried hesitantly, the syllables of his first name rolling off your tongue perfectly, āYou do realize you are quite extraordinary, right?ā
āYou think so?ā Even though it was late, his voice still managed to hold a tone of surprise to it.
āOf course.ā You admitted, āI actually...Iā¦.umā¦.Iā¦.ā
āI like you.ā He said, the conviction present in your voice. āAnd thatās why Iām going to always be here for you, friend or more, because I want you to be okay.ā
Did you hear that correctly? You had dreamed of hearing those words from the handsome aceās mouth from the minute you had struck up a friendship of sorts with him, but you had never expected to hear it under these circumstances.
āI like you too,ā you whispered, āBut Iām sorry for calling.ā
āNever be sorry for asking for help,ā he insisted, āEspecially if itās me. I care. Whatās wrong Y/N?ā
āIāve had a pretty turbulent past,ā you chuckled, āAnd some of it involved the person I bumped into at the vending machine today. They betrayed me in the most twisted sense. They broke off a friendship improperly. I understand drifting happens, but it just took a toll on me. I cared about them. I just think thatā¦they never cared about me. I canāt help but feel some sort of dread if I see anyone from my old friend group. They kind of messed me up.ā
āThatās a completely valid way to feel, especially in that type of situation.ā Iwaizumi began, āIt doesnāt mean youāre pathetic. It just means you have a heart, and thatās okay.ā
āI donāt know why these feelings and memories are bothering me all of a sudden, Hajime.ā You confessed, āItās driving me crazy. I canāt sleep, because if I do, all Iām going to see is flashbacks of them.ā
āThat bad, huh.ā Iwaizumi mumbled. āItās not your fault that they broke your trust Y/N. Youāre not responsible for the things they chose to do to you. Youāre still such a good person after all of that. That means a lot more than you thinkā
āIt was my fault that I trusted them,ā you choked out, feeling a tear slip down your face, āAnd now Iām crying. Isnāt that great?ā
āBottling things up doesnāt help,ā Iwaizumi said, āOikawa did it and pushed himself too far. Itās okay to allow yourself to feel. You can let it out.ā
āI donāt want to though.ā You argued, āThat just means I let them win right? I let the thoughts get the best of me. I think Iām a bit weak here.ā
āYouāre not weak at all.ā Iwaizumi assured you, āYou are one of the strongest people I know. Letting it out doesnāt mean you lost. It just means youāre letting go.ā
Letting go? You had wanted to do that for a long time now, forgetting all about the past and simply moving forward, but the past was always the ankle ball and chain that clung to you as you tried to climb, always dragging you deeper into the whirlpool of your thoughts.
āLet it go, Y/N.ā
For the first time in what seemed like months, you finally broke down.
Iwaizumi and you sat in a meadow of wildflowers, the various assortment of them brushing your feet as you sat in the center amongst the gentle spring breeze. He had suggested coming there as a chance to have some time to themselves, and you found a blooming feeling of affection in your chest at the thought.
Iwaizumi plucked a purple wildflower from the ground and gently tucked it behind your ear, a lopsided grin on his face at the heat that he knew rose straight to your cheeks at the action. It was pretty silent for the most part, but sitting alone with him, there were a million ways that you conveyed all your sentiments without the need for words.
āHow are you feeling today?ā He asked, smiling even wider when you leaned onto his shoulder.
āA bit better actually,ā you giggled, āThis place is pretty calming.ā
āThatās why I picked it.ā He shrugged, āSomething about meadows puts you at ease, donāt you think?ā
āI think something about you puts me at ease,ā you teased, poking his cheek when it flushed red. āYouāre so cute you know.ā
āShut up.ā He grumbled, even though the smallest of smiles twitched at the corner of his lips.
āHey Hajime?ā
āHmm?ā
Linking your pinky with his, you leaned deeper into the warmth of his body, the subtle rise and fall of his chest calming you even further. āI think I can finally let go.ā
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Hii! Love you work. Can I pls have a roasted milk tea with tapioca on a first date with osamu in a size small? Thank you! <3
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a/n: thank you requesting! i hope you like it :)
pairing: miya osamu x reader
genre: fluff
i'll write about high school osamu bc im feeling like sweet innocent love
osamy definitely prefers a more chill but also kinda traditional/ lassic date for the first date since they're hard to mess up
something like a little picnic om the weekend or a date near a cafe after school
if yall do a picnic, he would make sure to prepare things with extra care because he wants to treat you the way you deserve
he'll keep an eye out for small things during the date and make sure you're enjoying yourself
and when he sees your smiles whether its from the good food he prepared or the time you're enjoying, he'll softly smile to himself thinking to himself how happy he is to be with you
but if yall do something more casual like a cafe date after school, he's just softly hold your hand on the way there
actually apply the same thing i said earlier, he'll just be happy to be with you i just wanted to add the little detail for the cafe date lol
he's also more of a listener, especially on the first date. he wants to focus on YOU
a/n: so this idea randomly came to me when i was talking to @astroqphillic and i thought it was too cute not to write (even if it's short) ā anyways zell zell this was inspired off of you <33 ā also note that commentators probably do not so casually acknowledge things like this, but its for the sake of plot ;)
not proofread
reblogs are appreciated <33
The crowdās cheers intensified as the MSBY Black Jackals made their way onto the court. The very gym was filled with an energy that was nothing short of electric as the teamās members caught your eye, and were broadcasted onto the large screens that surrounded the court. It was always this way before big games, the thrill of the upcoming match enough to make you clap alongside the others in support.
Bokutoās large grin was the first thing you caught sight of, wide and every so jubilant when you turned to view Atsumu, his triumphant and confident aura palpable to the entire population that inhabited the gym. Your eyes finally landed on your husband, his twinkling eyes and red hair easy to spot amongst the rest of the players.
Hinata Shoyo. Youād met him back in school, when he had simply been a vivacious boy with big dreams, dreams that were finally fulfilled and accomplished as he stood amongst his teammates, playing the game he loved with his entire being, Youād seen him grow, consistently improving to get where he was, and he had always joked that heād be bringing you along for the ride whether you wanted to or not.
Even from the court, his eyes sought yours out eagerly, finally meeting yours with a soft smile as he brought his lips to his wedding ring that hung on a necklace, always with him, and an ever present reminder of how heād dedicate himself, his game, and his victories to you, now, tomorrow, and forever.
āAnd it seems that Hinata Shoyo has done his pre-game ritual of dedicating his game to his lovely spouse, Hinata Y/N! A round of applause for the happy couple!ā The commentator announced, the crowdās cheers increasing in volume as you felt your face heat up, a wide smile and a warm heart at the fact that no matter what, Shoyo would always give his best to you.
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ā iwaizumi hajime x gn!reader. 1.2k words, fluff.
ā he was never one to think seriously about the future but it hits him that he canāt imagine waking up tomorrow, or the day after, or the months and years in the future, without you by his side. // this was just an excuse to write domestic iwa lmfao
When was it that you had become a constant in his life?
It was a question that Iwaizumi often finds himself thinking about. It pops up in his mind whenever he sees you from across the room.
Heās unaware of it himself but the people around him always catches a small hint of smile whenever his eyes find you. His heart beats twice as fast when your melodic laugh dances inside the room and before he knows it, his feet has a life of its own and are taking him to you.
His broad hands find its way around your waist, pulling you back to his chest and instinctively, you relax against him. Anyone could see how much of a lovesick fool Iwaizumi is, especially when he not-so-subtly breathes in your scent and peppers kisses on your neck.
Yet, he doesnāt know what to make of the insane fluttering he feels in the pit of his stomach. He canāt explain why he canāt seem to leave your side, sensing a force pulling him against you.
And somehow, it feels right.
When the two of you return home from that event, the same question comes up as he wakes up in the middle of the night. Heās panting and drenched all over. He realizes he just woke up from a nightmare.
You stir beside him and sleepily, you curl to his side. His pulse slowly returns to a steady rhythm and he squeezes your hands. Laying back down, he shifts closer to you, finding warmth and comfort in your presence.
Iwaizumi always had his own ghosts haunting him at night and in his dreams. Heās used to waking up cold and alone with no one to hold. The thought has him tightening his grip around you, only relaxing when he hears your voice,
āIām here. Iām not going anywhere.ā
Having that assurance, he drifts back to a peaceful slumber.
When he wakes up the following morning, he frowns when he sees your empty side of the bed. He pulls himself up and searches for you. He stops in his tracks when he hears you humming inside the bathroom.
Quietly, he leans by the door and listens with his eyes closed. He must have been still half-asleep because he almost falls down to the floor when you were trying to exit.
You catch him flustered in your arms. Laughing, you help him to his feet, āWhatās this? Why are you here?ā
Iwaizumi sidesteps around you to enter the room. āI was waiting for you to finish.ā You join him back inside and you both reach for your respective toothbrush. He puts the paste over yours before his and together, you get ready for the day.
Itās like this every morning, the two of you having developed a comfortable routine. You catch Iwaizumi looking at you in the mirror and you playfully bump your hips against his. He lightly pinches your cheeks and you mutter something incoherent. Your eyebrows furrow (albeit cutely) in frustration and it makes Iwaizumi chuckle.
The two of you finish and get out of the bathroom together. You go down to the kitchen to prepare breakfast while Iwaizumi stays in your room to pack his stuff. He notices your work laptop and bag sitting at your desk and he takes it upon himself to ready your things.
When he emerges from the room, he sees youāve already set up the table with plates full of his favorite meal. He places your things on the counter and goes to your side as youāre waiting for the coffee to refill.
He places a chaste kiss on your cheeks, āI got your things ready.ā He puts his hands on your low back as he reaches for his mug from the cupboard.
Your face feels like itās burning and you snatch the glass from him, āIāll prepare your coffee. Eat the food already while itās still hot.ā
Iwaizumi smirks, knowing what just set you off and he goes to his place on the table without a word. Minutes later, you join him and give him his cup of coffee. He takes a sip and the caffeine begins to fully wake him to his senses.
Breakfast is consumed in silence, the white noise only coming from the busy street outside your apartment. The sunlight is peeking through your blinds and you watch through the window as the sky comes alive and bright.
Itās then that Iwaizumi finally realizes the answer to his lingering question. Itās then that he sees that what heās looking for has been in front of him all along.
Iwaizumi is the one tasked with cleaning the dishes that day. As he washes the dirty plates, you wait for him to finish in the living room.
āAre you all set?ā He asks once he emerges from the kitchen. Nodding, you take your bag and hand him his duffel.
While waiting for the elevator that will bring you to the parking lot, Iwaizumi inquires, āWill you be working late again?ā He knows how busy your department has been, especially with the new project and he canāt help but worry.
You release a long sigh and lace your fingers with his, āYeah.ā He feels you grasp tightly on to him. āIām sorry if I canāt go home early and prepare dinner. Just go eat with the team and Iāll be fine in the office.ā
He hums and the elevator arrives on to your floor. You enter the empty lift and Iwaizumi presses the button to the garage. He finds you resting your back on the wall and joins you.
He slightly tilts his head to the side and his eyes flitter over to you. Iwaizumi was never one to think seriously about the future but admiring you now, he canāt imagine waking up tomorrow, or the day after, or the months and years in the future, without you by his side.
The elevator comes to a stop on your designated floor and at the same time that the doors open, Iwaizumi blurts out those three words.
āI love you.ā
It makes you grin like a child whoās been given the toy theyād always wanted. You look at him with a big smile, āThatās the first time you said that.ā
The door closes but the elevator doesnāt move.
āThatās not true.ā
You chuckle and turn your body to face him, āI mean, itās the first time you said it first.ā You close the gap between you and he absentmindedly fiddles with your fingers. āI love you too. But what brought this on?ā
He looks at you fondly, āI donāt want you thinking that this is just a one-sided relationship. I love you completely and I want you, in any way I can have you for the rest of my life.ā
āCareful with your words, mister. Weāre still in the elevator and we have to go to work.ā
The two of you laugh in the enclosed space and shortly after, Iwaizumi holds your chin and presses his lips on yours. At the sudden touch, Iwaizumi feels a surge of new life blooming within him and he feels renewed. He wonders if you feel it too, in the way his mouth moves fervently over yours, communicating his passionate feelings.
Heās breathless when he parts from you, āDonāt let me go.ā
Now that he knows that youāre the one constant that makes him truly feel alive, he devotes the parts of himself, body and soul, entirely to you.
content warnings: swearing + mentions of drinking.
SUNA RINTAROUā he loves to take care of you when youāre too drunk off your ass to do it yourself. (mostly to get videos of you embarrassing yourself that he can show you in the morning). with little to no complaints as well! he follows almost every step in your nightly routine if you have one and tries to get you in bed as safely as possible. has a bottle of ibuprofen and water along with a trash can if you need it. kisses you on your forehead and tells he loves you once youāre sleep and he absolutely canāt wait until you wake up in the morning so he can show you the recaps of the night before.
IWAIZUMI HAJIMEā he finds it very endearing when you tend to his wounds and no matter how many times you scold him for pushing himself too hard during games he canāt help but wanna do it all over again just so he can see your lip slightly jut out from pouting while you focus on putting neosporin on his cut or taping up his wrist. he knows itās no point in trying to explain himself so he just sits there and take it with a slight wince every once in a while. he always tries to make you smile after just so he knows that youāre not too mad at him.
KENMA KOZUMEā sitting on his lap happens almost every time he starts gaming. he just wants you to be close to him because he knows that he can play for hours and leave you feeling lonely, so he pats his lap for you to sit and waits for you to get comfortable before mumbling into your shoulder asking if youāre gonna be okay like this. of course you nod, being content with being in your boyfriends lap while heās doing something he enjoys meanwhile heās trying to stop the heat from rising on his cheeks.
AKAASHI KEIJIā waking you up really early so you can watch the sunrise together. youāre usually not that much of a morning person but itās all worth it once keiji buys you your favourite drink & snacks from a convenience store so you arenāt hungry while he drives with his hand attached to your thigh. you two set up camp at a beautiful and secluded area, patiently waiting for the tiniest bit of sun to peek through the sky before he turns you to face him, placing a soft kiss on your lips that says everything that he canāt at the moment.
MIYA ATSUMUā atsumu is a thrill seeker and itās no secret. which is why him dragging you on the highest roller coaster in the entire amusement park while knowing you were afraid of heights didnāt surprise you. the nervousness in your stomach never left as the ride began, atsumu also beginning to regret his idea, but, he still manages to kiss you in front of the rideās camera. itās a short and sweet kiss that was soon interrupted by atsumuās scream.
MATSUKAWA ISSEIā sneaking you out of your house to pull a random all nighter at the restaurant of your choice. a random burst of energy causes you two to blast music out of his car and dance under the flickering street lights. everything about this moment makes you feel so alive. his eyes catches yours for a moment before leaning in to kiss you. makes some sarcastic comment before pulling away and you end up sharing more kisses.
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a/n: that moment when you get vulnerable w/ your s/o š¤§
prompt: he suffers from an injury.
characters: tsukishima kei
warnings: angst (?), sports injury
The unmistakable crack of finger bones is a sound Tsukishima Kei will never forget.
Just moments ago, his hands were reaching for the skyāa counter measure to the opponent's hard-hitting spikeāyet now they were hanging limp by his side, broken. The nagging pain demands his attention, but all he can think about is the absurd timing, not here not nowā
"Kei."
Your voice shatters his frenzied reverie, gentle hands caressing his damp ones. Every inch of him is yelling, screaming for him to get back in the game, yet he couldn't shy away from your touch. He wasn't ever able to. It was one weaved of nectarine, ever-so-compelling.
"Kei, you need to get to the infirmary."
"No," he breathes. Sharp pain jolts up his fingers as he pushes up his glassesādamn. He had forgotten about the broken bones.
"What happened to volleyball being just a sport?" Tsukishima reddens at the teasing lilt in your voice, brushing away the notion with a shake of his head. His pressed lips alters into a frown.
"You don't have to lie to me, Kei," you whisper, glancing down at your interlocked hands. "It's okay to admit that volleyball means more than just a club activity to you."
"I don't want to end up like Akiteru."
The admission is soft, at threat of losing to the crowd's raucous cheers. Tsukishima could only focus on the fall and rise of his chestāyou were now aware of his secret. Despite the disconnect, the confession continues, words spilling out of his lips without stop.
"He's worked so hard for volleyball. So hard. But all the sport's ever done is let him down. And it's like... It's like I'm not learning from his mistakes. Joining in the Karasuno team was justā"
"Hey." Tsukishima glances up to see your eyes, tender and filled with love. Your hand reaches up to cup Tsukishima's cheeks, thumb running over his blushing skin ever-so-gently. "If you hadn't joined the team, I wouldn't have gotten to know you."
The thought brings a smile to Tsukishima's face. The middle-blocker sighs, voice laden with pretend exasperation. "Always so full of yourself. I would've been fine without you."
You laugh, and Tsukishima's smile widens. "Oh please," you exclaim, exaggerating the intention with a wink. "You know you love me."
You both spend a moment in comfortable silence, relishing in each other's presence. The effervescence dissipates with Takeda-sensei's harried footsteps, along with frantic calls of both your names. He arrives to a few feet away from you, taking a moment to catch his breath.
"Tsukishima! Are you alright?"
"I broke a bone, sensei. Multiple, perhaps. I'll head over to the infirmary, and I hope I'll be able to join the game again afterwards."
Takeda nods, turning his attention to you. "Take good care of him." You glance at your boyfriend, suppressing the laugh that threatens to escape you upon notice of the faint red flooding into his features.
warnings: mentions of fake blood and fake knife but itās a test of a courage and everyone in the story knows itās fake going in :)Ā
a/n: not me accidentally making tsukkiās longer because i have too much love for him whooopsss. highkey tho im sorry if this sucks - ive been struggling to write lately but i really wanted to put this part out <3 let me know what you guys think!
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It hadnāt taken you long to realize just how dark the evening had become. The chilly evening air prickled against your skin as you stood, what seemed like, the middle of nowhere. Your eyes kept hold of the festival lights that were a little distance away, still close enough for you to be seen by people, but far enough that you could feel your heart racing just a bit faster with every sound in the bushes behind you. Was there a reason why you were supposed to wait here?
You considered asking the group chat you had with the boys, or maybe messaging Daichi since he was supposed to be your next date. But if the two of you were going to walk home, why would he want to meet you here?
The sound of a branch cracking behind you had you nearly jumping out of your skin, eyes widening as you found a casually dressed Tsukishima suddenly standing next to you. His hands were in his pockets, eyes not even looking at you, like he had just so happened to walk here and hadnāt meant to come see you at all.
āHi,ā was all he said after a moment, his shoulders stiffening next to him.
You blinked, letting out a laugh at just how awkward he seemed, āTsukishima! You came! Is this my surprise?ā You asked excitedly, beaming up at him. Had Mr. I-donāt-care-about-festivals come all this way to hang out with you too?
āYa I guess. Donāt get all excited or something, Iām not here for you,ā he grumbled, but his eyes flickered over you and you could see the rosiness of his cheeks, even in the lack of light.
āOh are you meeting someone else then? Should I just leave you alone?ā You teased, starting to walk away.