#iwaizumi hajime
So since several ppl asked about this, I decided to post it anyway! >:3
One of my old unposted works. I didn’t post it bc I had mixed feelings about the result, but since it’s been a year since I made it, I’ve moved on~
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tangyuan’s chosen best friends: Oikawa Tooru and Iwaizumi Hajime from Haikyuu!!
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“I love Oikawa and Iwa-chan so much, their friendship blooms like flowers and they work so hard together, it’s heartwarming. Their connections to each other are actually the SWEETEST. They tease each other a lot and they help each other when the other needs it. They are everyone’s best friend goals. When I think of best friends, I’ll think of Oikawa and Iwa-chan.” —tangyuan
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“I wonder if you’ll let me buy something on the way home.”
I slid the slinging bag on my shoulder. I was thinking of bubble tea. Maybe ice-cream. Stuff that both of us like.
Iwa-chan’s eyes bounced back and forth, navigating the empty streets. He didn’t stop walking. “Maybe not. We have to rest after a long match today, Oikawa.” His fist clenched and relaxed maybe a million times in a second, and he blinked his eyes before letting his gaze fall to the ground.
“Iwa-chan!” I knew he wanted ice-cream. Or bubble tea. Or a strawberry milkshake. “It won’t take long. It’s on the way.”
I bent my back so my gaze could lock with his, but there was no use. He avoided every inch of eye contact. His face turned cold, and his steps fell in synchronisation with mine.
I backed off— and stopped walking. “Are you angry at me?”
His head whipped back at me so fast, I thought he was going to run away and leave me alone on this street. I thought maybe he found me so annoying that he’d finally give up on me now.
But he didn’t— and he sighed.
He swung his bag back on his shoulder and took a turn at the corner of the street. “Come on.” His voice was low, barely audible. His eyes met mine. “What do you wanna get? I was thinking—” an inch of a smile peaked from the edge of his lips— “maybe ice-cream.”
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a/n: its been like a month since i wrote any hq x reader stuff, and i just banged this out in fifteen minutes. the concept of content creating makes me want to hurl, so this is something i simply rustled up to make people happy. even though this blogs lack of creation automatically makes the interaction wildly low. in any case, heres some iwa. ive never written for him before, and this is only like 400 smth words, so uhh yeah here
word count: 416
genre: angst
pairing: iwaizumi x reader
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“Love me with all of your heart, or not at all.”
“I don’t even know if I’m able to do that.”
“I know.”
“But I can try” he stopped yelling, if you could call the broken way his voice raised and lowered yelling. The normally smooth, borderline milky way he always spoke was overshadowed by a myriad of voice cracks, all filled with different levels of pain dripping from them. His seawater eyes became rimmed with red–more and more by the second. You supposed, if you thought about it, that this was the most emotion you ever saw him express. A manly man, with more toxic masculinity running through his veins than has ever been expected . “At least I think I can.”
“Have you ever heard of love bombing?”
“Now isn’t really the time for a psychology lesson, babe.”
“It’s sort of when someone showers you with so much instant affection that your life begins to sort of revolve around them.” The sky was grey. Desolate. Rain threatened and retreated every few minutes, leaving the skin on your arms to ping with a light chill every time a gust of wind blew past.
“And you think I-”
“You did that to me, I think.” You twisted your fingers in your hand to distract the anger bubbling within your soul. He was oblivious, like always, but you weren’t surprised by it. He wasn’t much different than usual.
“If I did I’m sorr-“ he started walking closer to you, causing you to turn to the side and stare out into the sea. The waves slapped against the shore, all signs of a coming storm. The rain relented less and less, giving the white noise an amplifier. He was easy to interrupt.
“That’s not how you apologize.” A beat of silence passed between you two. Silence, save for the squawk of a seagull in the distance. “Hajime.”
You turned to look at him again, meeting his eyes with yours and hoping he understood everything you needed to say. He was always good at reading you, but emotions can cloud even the best intuition.
“You can’t love me the way I want you to,” you sighed, grabbing his hands with yours and staring at the way the dark lights blend all the shapes together. “And that’s okay. Love someone else better, okay?”
Tears pricked at your eyes just as they had his. And that was it. He didn’t dare say another word, opting to simply watch you walk away.
