“love potion”

includes: prince!iwaizumi x witch!reader

cw: afab! reader, fem! reader, slight dubcon, drunk iwaizumi, love potions, matting press, degradation, slight dom/sub dynamics, womb fucking (so much womb fucking, an unhealthy amount) breeding… a fuck ton of cum, multiple rounds, multiple positions, big dick iwa (duh), 69ing

for@introlovesonce upon a time collab! i’m so sorry it’s late, i just lost track of time (aka i didn’t realize it was already march) and sorry remi for bugging you in your inbox so much

this piece has not be thoroughly edited

the knights had been on their campaign for what felt like years but in reality, only two months had passed. they were faced with everything from wild boars and scaly dragons— each more difficult that the last. all being lead by the knight-prince himself, hajime from the house of iwaizumi.

trekking through the thick forest, even his white horse, who’d accompanied him through long nights and days, was getting tired. it was easy to see that his men, too were exhausted.

“at the first inn, we’ll stop and rest for the night. no camps, a nice bed for all of you.” he promised, raising the morale in the slightest. still, it was more than enough to keep them going for the time being.

it wasn’t long after he made his remark that the knights stumbled across what looked like an inn. moss was growing up its side, old brick, a small garden outside and frosty windows. surely, it could fit all them. if not, the prince would pay a hefty sum to persuade their hospitality.

“i don’t know,” he heard one of his men say, “there’s rumors of a witch in these woods…” that’s all iwaizumi thought of them—rumors. getting off his horse, he approached the front door, slowly knocking.

the wooden door opened soon after that and iwaizumi caught a glimpse of the inn’s owner. you were gorgeous, and he was instantly entranced. he watched as you bowed in front of him, recognizing him as a prince.

“we’d like to stay at your inn, if that’s alright.” he looked back, trying to roughly tally the number of knights he had with him but you only waved him off.

“all of you can rest here, what type of hostess would i be if i didn’t let the handsome prince and his men stay the night?” the prince nodded, gratefully, telling you he’d be sure to pay more than the full price. although, he tried not to let his face flush when you called him handsome.

like that, you showed the knights where to leave their horses, and where they could draw a bath if they liked. you also showed them the rooms available, preparing each of the cots.

“come, dinner!” you called for them after enough time had passed. the rowdy men gathered quickly, sitting down at the table as you presented their meal. as they collectively thanked you, your poured a chalice of wine for iwaizumi, whom you’d seated next to you.

what the prince didn’t know was that the rumors of a witch were true, and the reality of said rumors were much closer than he’d thought. unsuspectingly, he drank from the chalice you offered him, thinking nothing of it when in fact, it had been laced with a spell.

drink after drink, iwaizumi only began more extroverted, his cheeks burning pink at his drunkenness.

the men feasted the whole night as you observed them with cheery eyes. foolish mortal men, you thought to yourself, your hand finding your way to iwaizumi’s back. lightly tracing along his spin, your touch gave him the courage to stand up.

“alright, you’ve all indulge, now to your quarters and get some rest.” he ordered his men, but they snickered at the way he drunkenly slurred his words.

you finally had iwaizumi to yourself, though while they all scurried away and back to the rooms you’d prepared for them. leaning towards him, you were practically right next to his ear as you whispered: “why don’t you go get cozy in your room, your royal highness?”

iwaizumi grunted with a nod, making his way out of the dinning room. that gave you enough time to sneak into your workshop, taking a special love potion and putting a few droplets on your tongue. you amused it would be enough, those drops alone would give iwaizumi the stamina to last a fortnight.

from there, you found iwaizumi’s room, the largest one, second to your own of course. he was there, laying on his bed, his shirt undone, exposing his glistening abs. he perked his head up at your presence.

“i’m glad you’re here,” he said, and though the potion itself that laced his cup was not a direct love potion, it would unearth and heighten any existing romantic or even sexual feelings.

while locking eyes, you let the clothes you were wearing slip to the floor, revealing yourself to him.

“i’ve been thinking about you all night,” he remarked, petting your thigh as you sat down next to him, the bed dipping under your weight.

he started sitting himself up, placing his hand at the back of your neck and wasting no time pulling you in for a kiss. the prince was a sloppy kisser, his lips devouring yours like he was a hungry beast, which you happily allowed. your tongues slipped on top of each other and intertwined, letting the magic droplets seep into his blood stream at the same time.

iwaizumi was quick to position himself on top, staring down at your with lustful, focused eyes.

“to be exact, i’ve been thinking about how you’d look stuffed with my cock.” you smiled at his words, your grin challenging him. iwaizumi continued to kiss down along your neck, biting and sucking until you’d been successfully marked as his.

he spread your legs, exposing your bare cunt, already wet and ready. iwaizumi let out a heavy breath, one that he’d been holding for a while. his carefully broguht his fingers towards your folds, running his finger along your slit, collecting your juices.

while looking in your eyes, he placed them into his mouth, getting his first taste of you. it was enough to get him hard on the spot. he then put his digits into your own mouth, ordering you to suck on them.

you complied, seeing how he shuffled to rid himself of his own pants. fluttering your eyes shut, you circled your tongue, feeling how his fingers managed to reach close to the back of your throat, almost making you gag.

it was then that you felt the head of his dick against your pussy. he was thick, thicker than any man you’d taken before and you could already feel how it’s veins pulsed.

“fuck me until tomorrow morning,” you said, popping his fingers out of your mouth and tilting your head back. iwaizumi had no problem with that, cursing with he pushed his dick into you.

you let out a shameless moan, wrapping your legs around him to keep him close. he stayed sill for just a moment, basking in the feelings of you pulsing around him, your warm cunt sucking you in– it made him want to lift your legs up and fuck you into the mattress.

so he did.

he manhandled your body, moving your legs from around his waist to over his shoulders as the prince bent you in half. iwaizumi’s cock now was nestled even deeper than it had been before, kissing your cervix.

“this is what you wanted, hm? to get the prince all to yourself, to be fucked like a common whore?” if it were any other time, you would’ve laughed, told him you were more than a common whore but now, despite being a powerful witch, you whimpered at his words.

he began to fuck you, at an ungodly rate, making your mouth go slack, drool forming on your lower lip.

“more, more, please,” is all you could manage to say, and barely that. because even though iwaizumi was still wrestling with his sobriety, the love potion seemed to give him the strength to fuck you nice and good.

his hands gripped into your plush thighs, adding and extra sensation to you as the knot in your stomach was about to snap. if you weren’t being stretched apart with iwaizumi’s cock, you would’ve tried to hold out a little longer, but after taking some of the love potion as well, you couldn’t stop yourself.

iwaizumi grunted too, “fuck i’m gonna cum, fill up your womb all night until you’re little pussy can’t take anymore, do you hear me?” you nodded, having already gone dumb, your first orgasm of the night washing over your.

“this pussy’s squeezing me so good,” he groaned, throwing his head back as he pushed passed the opening of your cervix, doing exactly what he promised and filled your womb with his hot, white liquid.

his breathing was heavy, both of you coming down from your high, temporarily stalling your antics. iwaizumi slowly pulled out of you, hearing the wet noises of your shared juices spilling onto the bed sheets.

you panted, laying there for just a second longer as iwaizumi put his weight back on his ankles. cautiously sitting back up, your insides were missing the feeling of his cock; of his veins brushing against your sensitive spots, the way his thrusting made your brain foggy.

bringing yourself back up, you placed your hands on iwaizumi’s shoulders, seeing how small he made you feel, you guided him to lay down, wrapping your hand around his cock.

he was still hard, but now he was even more sensitive so while you stroked it, you were gifted the sight of his chest becoming a deep shade of red as he covered his face with the back of his hand.

“we’re not done,” you mentioned, straddling him and lining up you cum-dripping pussy with his fat dick and angry head. sitting down on his cock was a heavenly experience, eyes rolling to the back of your head while your core tensed.

he was so big, that was the only thing that was on your mind, the only thing you could think about.

“that’s it, ride my cock, just that like, like a slut, fuck.”your hands were on his chest, your own nails digging into his own skin as you humped his dick. once you built a comfortable pace you began to jump, putting scratch marks all over iwaizumi’s chest. surely the prince would blame it on some ferocious monster, which only made you grin.

“that’s right, i’m your slut, aren’t i?” you said in between gasps, hooking your feet under his thighs to give yourself a better stance.

“mhm, and i’m gonna fuck you like the slut you are, you like that?”

“yeah.” iwaizumi had added his thumb to your clit, making small circular motions, driving you crazy.

“i’m gonna cum again-” it was so close to your last orgasm but still you were at your tipping point again.

“then cum.” you heard iwaizumi growl, “cum on my cock.” with his command, your thighs trembled as you screamed out in pleasure. your body kept twitching, flinching into iwaizumi’s body as he chuckled?

“what’s wrong? had enough? wasn’t it you that said you wanted to fuck all night?” you nodded your head, embarrassed. youwere supposed to be the one in control, yet you so easily gave it up for this man. “besides, i haven’t had my way with you yet.”

iwaizumi was strong, undoubtedly so and with a swift motion, you were on your hands and knees, your ass high in the air, your hole ready for fucking once more.

the prince pulled apart your ass cheeks, letting a wob of his spit slip past his lips and towards your pussy, making you shiver at the cold sensation.

gripping his dick, he pushed himself back into you, the sticky sounds ringing once more and it was music to his ears. he held on tightly to your hips so much so that he’d most likely leave some sort of bruising but you didn’t care.

he snapped his hips into you at a steady pace because inevitably speeding up. iwaizumi snaked his hand around your waist, pressing down on your lower stomach, making you feel where his cock was buried.

he didn’t care if his men heard him, all iwaizumi could do was focus in on the way you reacted to his body. the way your pussy gripped his dick, the way you arched your back, or the way those sweet moans left your throat.

reaching forward, iwaizumi grabbed the back of your neck, pressing your face against the mattress. again, his dick was brushing against your cervix, leaving your a blabbering mess.

you whined when he left a harsh slap against your ass, his repetition left you sore and stinging but still wanting more.

iwaizumi rammed his cock into you, your own hand making its way back to you swollen clit. you tried to properly get yourself off but were too distracted by iwaizumi hitting every special spot inside you.

“let’s come together, yeah?” he panted, his voice low and seductive. you let out a small ‘mhm.’ increasing the pace of your fingers.

your poor abused cunt started to spasm for the third time that night, “good girl, good fucking girl–” iwaizumi breathed out, shooting his cum inside you, hitting your cervix once more. in attempts of getting it all out, he gave one last thrust, milking the last of that orgasm’s cum into your womb.

you were in a euphoric state, this was the first time your love potion had worked so well, especially when you could feel that iwaizumi’s cock was still rock hard inside you, ready to keep going.

but instead of continuing to pound you, iwaizumi removed himself, his booming voice echoing through the room.

“turn around.” and that you did, still on your hands and knees but this time met with his thick cock right in your face.

“taste yourself,” he told you and without a second thought, you leaned forward, taking his length into your mouth, swirling your tongue around, collected your mixed juices.

“fuck it,” iwaizumi let out, pulling you off him, leaving you whining at how badly you wanted to suck him off. instead he put his head again his pillow, signalling you with his finger to come over to where you were.

“let me see that pretty pussy.” and whatever he asked of you, you did, wiggling your ass in his face, giving him the perfect opportunity to stick his tongue into your cunt.

you happily sat on his face, grinding down on him as his skilled tongue went to work. he kitten licked your clit, sucking and flicking it with the tip of his tongue.

feeling how he moaned into your pussy, it only made you gasp with pleasure, but who would you be if you didn’t return the favor? leaning forward, you wrapped your lips around his dick once again, letting his cock head hit the back of your throat.

you could feel how he twitched and throbbed in your mouth, getting ready to take all his cum to go down your throat. at the same time, you were getting close again, loosing yourself in bliss while he ate you out.

“cum, cum again, fuck holy fucking his, swallow my cum.” iwaizumi’s voice was starting to become more strained and whiny, and just as he said that, you both came together, swallowing around him just like he asked.

your whole body was shaking as you could taste his cum on your mouth, slowly bringing yourself off of him. iwaizumi was clearly just as fucked out, letting you lay next to him.

he’d fucked you better than any man who’d come through those woods ever had, making you wonder if you should put him under a spell binding him to your inn.

although your thoughts were quickly interrupted as the prince kissed your lips, slowing himself down just a bit as his fingers found your nipples.

“don’t get tired now, okay? i think we can go for a few more rounds.” smirking at him, you nodded.

“whatever you wish, your highness.” that seemed to fuel his lustful fire anymore, leaving him to mount you and begin to suck on your breasts.

the moon was still high in the sky, giving you hours more of fun. and the prince, well he would surely be overstaying his visit.

#06OSAKATIME

cautious & safe → hajime iwaizumi x reader smau

being part of a content house is harder than you think whenever you are new to the crew. though everyone in the house seem to like you, only one seems to resent your presence.. or is it because of what happened in the past?

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FACTS !

— yes. i did put a lyric from olivia rodrigos song in this.

— hajime is still in love with y/n but he doesn’t know what to do about the guilt he is carrying around.

— keiji and y/n begin to get closer during the groups time at osaka.

a/n: i stan everyone shipping kenma and y/n. they are so adorable.

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hot things they do pt.2 (iwaizumi, oikawa, daichi, kageyama)

masterlist|part 1 | was thinking about daichi and tada!

iwaizumi

• he rests his head on the headboard with his hand behind his head while he’s scrolling on his phone, his muscles so clearly evident while his shirt is too tight and you’re clearly drooling.
• whenever he looks at you like that.you know the look where a guy is looking at you so intently you can’t even look into their eyes. yeah, iwaizumi does that.
• his sweats hang low enough for you to see his v line. all you have to do is ask him to pick up something from the top of the cabinet, as his shirt rides up. “eyes up here, darling.”

oikawa

• the tongue poking in cheek thing that he does whenever he doesn’t have a reply to your teasing.
• he whistles whenever he wants to get your attention. he can also whistle the tune of songs. he’s mostly whistling jayz’s ‘big pimpin’ when he enters home, with his duffle bag hung on his shoulder.
• he wears a silver chain that he plays with whenever he’s thinking. and it dangles when he’s hovering above you. absolutely the type of guy to wear a black tank top with a silver chain and sweats at home. “baby i know I look good, no need to drool.”

daichi

• whenever he’s doing some work or something, he folds up his sleeves without realizing the effect this has on you. you can see his veiny hands and that’s a sight for sore eyes.
• his thighs are so broad especially when his shorts ride up ahaha dies. “you wanna sit on my lap, baby?”
• you know how when reversing the car, some guys keep their hand on the back of your seat while one is on the staring wheel? yeah. it’s him alright. I don’t know about you lot but if you’ve ever seen a guy driving a manual car, you would know why i’m down bad.

kageyama

• insanely quick reflexes. once you flicked a card at him and he caught it and grinned. the type to pull you back from your shirt whenever you are about to bump into something. he manages to catch anything you throw at him. “better watch what you throw, love. it’ll only come back.”
• raises his eyebrow whenever he’s focusing on something too much and his muscles flex unintentionally. he also grunts randomly, running his hands trough his hair.
• the way he wears his shirt. he puts his hands in first and then his head. he takes off his shirt with one hand a little tooeffortlessly.

hq boys (iwaizumi, ushijima, tsukki, kuroo) in the winters.

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iwaizumi

• oh boy you best believe, he won’t let you go out of the house without seven layers, ear muffs, mufflers, gloves. he’ll even get you to keep a small heater in the car and take it to work because he does NOT want you getting sick at all
• if you do fall sick, you will never hear the end of it. “i told you you should have worn more layers!”
• also takes pictures of you in the snow omg </3 but he doesn’t let you stay out for too long and drags you inside for hot chocolate.
• after you take a shower, he’ll be waiting outside the bathroom with a hair dryer, and the heater already on. will also buy matching pajamas to keep you both warm.

ushijima

• ushijima himself does not feel cold but whenever he sees you, he brings a big blanket, wraps it around you and then also wraps his arms around you. in a nutshell, he will use this opportunity to cuddle you to death
• he gets up in the morning and puts warm water in a hot water bottle and makes a cute little bag with different teas/instant coffee you can add to it. he’ll also add some warm cookies to it for you.
• is absolutely be shocked when you hit him a snowball and proceeds to pick up a buttload of snow and dunk it on you, grinning about how you asked for it
• if you ever tell him you’re cold, he’s going to offer you his jacket RIGHT there and then and he’ll take you home or back the car so that you can be warm

tsukki

• ok tsukki always lies about not feeling cold like bruh who are you kidding you’re literally SHIVERING
• and now you have to baby him into wearing socks and that means buying dino socks. he has big oversized jackets and he makes you snuggle with him. he never gets up from bed and will also force you to stay in.
• as much as he hates getting of bed, he’ll make you soup while grumbling about how you better be thankful that he loves you.
• he also loves it when you take hot showers with him [not in that way] but it’s just so intimate and both of you can just slip under the covers afterwards.

kuroo

• he’s cold and that means you’re cold. he’s going to make you wear fifty layers but that doesn’t mean he also won’t drag you outside for a snowball fight, making snowmans and snow angels
• kuroo is already very touchy-feely and in the winter, he never leaves you alone. absolutely to the type to say, “c’mere, let me warm your hands.”
• he uses this opportunity to kiss you because he thought your lips were freezing and starting to get blue [he’s lying]
• also he has some family hot chocolate recipe which is LITERALLY BRILLIANT and I swear you can taste the love he made it with.

hq boys (sugawara, Hinata, ushijima, iwaizumi) reacting to you coming back tired from work/having a tough day

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sugawara

• what a darling, honestly!!
• if he knows you’re tired, he’ll just be very quiet,, go into the kitchen make some herbal tea for you that helps soothe you!!
• he’ll even run warm bath and will offer to wash your hair!!
• and most importantly, he’ll take out his secret stash of soft pajamas that he was saving for himself,, but he’ll give them to you and probably cuddle you till you go to sleep </3
• he’ll kiss the top of your head and smile

hinata

• hinata was probably super excited when he saw you at the front door,, but then he saw the look on your face and he was like “oh–no.”
• so he immediately rushes to his bed, underneath which he’s kept this box of your favorite chocolates and chips,, anything to make you feel better
• he takes out your night suit,, and puts you in bed as he hums this lullaby,,
• he probably won’t be able to sleep all night because of how worried he is for you,, he hates tired you :/

ushijima

• ushijima has a gut feeling in practice that something is about to be very wrong so when he goes back home and is greeted with a very dull you,,
• he figures it out in the span of seconds and before you know,,, he asks you to give him 2 mins,, he takes a quick shower
• he asks if you’ve ate something,,
• and then he drags you to bed,, you’re the small spoon, and he’s pressing kisses to your shoulder blade,, stroking to your hair and you’re going to forget you were ever tired with this big man

iwaizumi

• iwaizumi instantly KNOWS so he does what he does best,,
• make soup
• no seriously,, iwaizumi makes great comfort soup with noodles and it’s really comforting and heartwarming!! he’ll make you a warm bowl of deliciousness,,
• he’ll play some jazz in the background and the two of you can sway together,, until he carries you back to bed where you sleep in his arms >:(

p*$$y fairy #1

iwaizumi x f!reader

now playing: p*$$y fairy (otw) by vedo

warnings: smut, f!masturbation, phone sex kinda, overstimulation, creampie (please practice protected sex) message me if i missed anything

“You know I love fucking you, cause I stroke with intentions. Bet I make you remember baby how I made you cum for me. Well I guess it’s looking like you’re stuck with me.”

You know it’s wrong. You know you should stop. You know you’re not supposed to think about it, about him. That night was a mistake. It should not have happened. You both promised to not talk about it to avoid complications at work.

But you can’t stop thinking about that night, especially now that you have your fingers in your underwear, clumsily rubbing your clit for satisfaction. You whine, not able to feel any pleasure from your soft pads.

“Iwaizumi…” You groan loudly and shamelessly. You’re on your own in your apartment, doors locked and curtains closed. No one can hear you, that’s for sure.

“Hajime,” you moan his name, tracing your slit with your forefinger, teasing your own entrance.

This is all his fault. This is all Iwaizumi Hajime’s fault. If only the athlete trainer didn’t fuck you so good that night, then maybe you wouldn’t struggle with making yourself cum. He did you that good.

Everything he did was just perfect. The way he entered you, pounded into you, ate you, fingered you—everything. The amount of times you came for him in a single night is impossibly possible but satisfyingly painful.

Your phone rings, and you choose to ignore the first time. The second time, you reach for your phone in annoyance. You answer the call, your fingers still playing with your folds.

“(Y/N)?”His voice on the other line causes your breath to get stuck on your throat. You cough, clearing your throat. “You okay?”

“Yes, Iwaizumi. Why did you call?” Your eyes are shut, shame thrown out of the window. Maybe his voice can help you. A finger slip into your core, and you stop yourself from making any obvious sexual sound.

“Have you reminded the about the medical files I asked them to fill up?” Iwaizumi asks you, and you try so hard to comprehend his words as another finger is added inside you.

“Yeah,” you reply, your breathing becoming faster as you curl your fingers inside of you, hitting that certain part of your wall. “But I’ll remind them again.”

“Thanks. But are you sure you’re okay? You sound like you’re running out of breath,” Iwaizumi says and you can hear the concern in his voice.

“Yeah,” is all you can reply. You take your panties off, your foot kicking it off the bed. Your fingers dip in and out of your womanhood, making a loud noise that you hope the man on the phone can hear.

“Are you-? Did I disturb you? I’m sorry. Good b-” he sounds flustered. He finally realizes what you are doing.

“Hajime,” you moan his name loudly, your voice vibrating through his ears and straight into his member. The thought that you’re thinking about him while you’re touching yourself is turning him on.

“Y-yes?” Iwaizumi stutters, not knowing what to do. His hand is over his crotch, mind already going into different places.

“Come over. Please,” you plead, your breath becoming shorter and quicker. “Need you so bad.”

Iwaizumi wants to scold you, sermon you about how these activities can affect your work dynamic, but his dick is painfully growing hard in his sweats. His feet brings him to his apartment entrance as if it has it’s own brain.

“On my way, baby. Make sure you’re ready for me when I get there.”

You can’t think of anything else. The way Iwaizumi is stretching you out is all that can process. He has your knees, hands on your back as he thrusts his cock in and out of your aching core. He has made you orgasm twice before using his mouth and fingers, so you’re more than sensitive.

“I fuck you once and you can’t cum without me?” Iwaizumi chuckles proudly, his pace slowly increasing in speed. “I guess I’ll have to claim your pussy now.”

“So good… It’s so good,” you pant, cheek planted on the bed beneath you.

“Fuck, you’re too tight…” he hisses as he feels your walls spasm around his cock, the grip slowing down his movement. He groans as he pulls out of you and then slamming back in immediately. The tip of his manhood hits your cervix, making you arch your back. His hand holds onto your wrists, the other hand landing a slap on your ass cheek. He leans his body down, his chest pressed onto your back, his lips attaching to the shell of your ears.

“Who owns this pussy, baby?” Iwaizumi whispers, his mouth nibbling on your earlobe as he continues to thrust into you.

“You, Hajime! You!” You scream, his quick thrusts turning into harsh pounds. He lets go of your wrists and you swiftly grab onto the sheets tightly as he reaches deeper into you.

“I’m cumming,” Iwaizumi pants, his hands gripping into your hips. He pushes your hips to meet his, matching the rhythm of his thrusts.

“Cum inside me,” you manage to say in between heavy breaths. Your words make him thrust deeper and faster. The pleasure causing your orgasm to build up. “Gonna cum, too.” After a few thrusts, you feel your orgasm wash over you, your body trembling from the pleasure.

Iwaizumi continues to slowly go in and out of you, feeling his own high approach him. Your flushed cheeks, sweaty body, and desperate moans makes him cum, just where you wanted it. Iwaizumi pulls out of you, watching his white creamy fluid drip out of womanhood. His dick hardens again as he sees your lips push his cum out. He flips you onto your back, eliciting a gasp from you. You can’t process anything at this point. Your legs are shaking and your mind is hazing.

Iwaizumi holds onto the base of his shaft, the tip of your other hole, gathering his cum that has reached there. He slides his cum back up using the head of his cock, then slam it back into your pussy.

“Hajime!” The sudden intrusion has brought you back into your senses. You can feel his cock growing inside you as you slowly pull him down for a kiss.

“Can you cum for me one more time?”

A/N: this is a smut series hahaha i’ll probably finish the whole song with different haikyuu boys. i hope you enjoy them

psst.

hey.

hello?

is anyone reading this right now?

oh right, you are. hi there! i see you

yeah, you! the one on the other side of the screen, reading this! who else would i be talking to?

guess who it issssssssss ⚡️⚡️⚡️

was that obvious enough?

no?

okay, how about this?

ahem.

ROOOOOLLLLLLIIIIIINGGGGGGGG THUUUUUUUNDERRRRRRRRRRR ‼️

eh? eh? get me now?

…

anyway.

it’s ya boy, nishinoya here!

i mean, i thought it was going to be obvious. i did break the fourth wall a few chapters ago, after all.

you did notice, right?

(tsukishima did too kinda, but like—i’m better, obviously.)

why am i here, you may ask?

both she and i agreed that you guys have had your fill of cliffhangers, and she asked me to set the record straight for you guys!

with minimum spoilers, obviously.

so,rumor has it. pretty wild ride, huh?

i always knew seijoh was up to something, but damn, iwaizumi was really a douche, wasn’t he? still kinda upset we weren’t allowed to fight him, ngl.

but besides the point! kiro left you, in the finale, at another cliff hanger. ANOTHER ONE.

i scolded her but she likes to be dramatic, so there was no stopping her.

what a sadist.

—is what i WOULD say if this final cliff hanger didn’t have any meaning to it!

very up in the air for rhi readers! will you accept iwaizumi’s apology? will you two be destined to meet again and try again in timeskip? or have your paths finished crossing, and it’s finally time to move on?

ahhhh i love being dramatic.

i gotta say, honestly—that last part left me kinda emotional.

BUT I DIDN’T CRY! no. i would never.

but in that final part where he reached out and asked for forgiveness and a second chance when your paths cross again … SHEEEEEEEESH i felt that in bones. manly moment.

in the end, you were left with two final choices. after much debate and thought, kiro came up with two official endings:

thetrueending, and the secret-but-not-really-secretending.

secret ending sounds cool, but it’s really not a secret, since they’re quite literally being posted at the same time. but she had no other name for it, so secret ending will have to do.

let me break these endings down for you, without spoiling too much! i think kiro would throw me into a dumpster if i happened to spoil too much.

so, the true ending.

well, you forgive him.

yeah, that’s pretty much the extent to what i’m allowed to say.

she calls it the “true” ending because the smau is an iwaizumi x f!reader series, so she thought it would be a little awkward to end the series with you and him not ending up together.

and yes, this is the true ending. now don’t be calling y/n a loser or stupid for forgiving him, she was a girlboss all series long.

the secret ending was made because kiro understands that for many, any kind of infidelity—physical or emotional—is something they would never forgive. she herself would probably never forgive iwaizumi either, honestly.

so, if it wasn’t obvious already, the secret ending will follow an epilogue where you, in fact, do not forgive him. you kick him to the curb, and continue on with your life. this is where your and his story ends.

but yeah, that sums it up! both epilogues will start out the same, but you’ll be able to read for yourself when they start branching off to their respective endings. it’s pretty cool, i must say.

she’ll have them both posted soon!

with the endings posted, rumor has it will finally have come to an end.

oh, and she’s gonna be posting a Q&A after all is said and done, for anything that still hasn’t been answered or just in general. now that the series will be over, there’s no reason for her to remain mysterious.

isn’t she the sweetest?

please put in a good word for me and tell her i didn’t slack off in being a fourth-wall-breaker MC.

i think i’ve said all that i’ve been instructed to say, so i’ll leave you with this final thing.

it was awesome to speak with you! on behalf of kiro, thank you for sticking through rumor has it, amidst her spontaneous and intermittent scheduling! she really hopes you enjoyed the series.

and with that, concludes my job here as an MC. i did pretty good, if i do say so myself. noya, out! ‍

oh and another thing before i wrap things up completely—expect something related to saudade soon. ;)

wait fuck i don’t think i was allowed to say that

LOL YOLO OKAY BYE

so, with that said,

what ending is right for you, y/n?

will you forgive hajime iwaizumi?

or will your future not be foreseen with him by your side?

the choice is yours.

so, choose wisely.

LOL JK, both endings will be posted so when the time comes you can just choose which ending to read whenever you want.

[ TO BE UPDATED ! ]

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# finale ༉‧ to forgive or forget

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✧ ｡ synopsis : though hajime has reassured you time and time again that you two attending different schools would be plenty manageable in your guys’ relationship, your imagination is left to wander when he slowly begins to ghost you.

જ — a/n : i think it’s very characteristic of me to post the finale off schedule but after a long ride, we’ve reached the end… or have we?

the only reason why you wanted first say in what you two were going to be discussing was solely because you didn’t trust the determination written clear on his face. it held you a bit on edge, yet he showed no reaction to your uneasiness. maybe he was expecting this, but it was all the more reason why you needed to get what you wanted to say in first.

unfortunately, you didn’t have much in mind you wanted to say. either way, you were at a loss. “i don’t know if i’ve put into words just how confused you’ve made me since… all of this started,” you began, taking it slow for your own sake—some extra time for thoughts to process. hajime kept his mouth sealed shut, but by the looks of his shaky hands folded together in front of him on the table, he still had jittery nerves. that gave you some relief. you needed at least some control in this situation.

“i would’ve never thought of me moving schools as anything long distance. we’re literally in the same prefecture. you drove me to karasuno everyday! i could easily see you every weekend, and you know i’d always be happy to cancel other events to be with you. you’ve been the one for me for as long as i can remember. i don’t know why that changed.” once the ball started rolling, you needed to be honest with yourself, and with him. this conversation should’ve happened long ago—at least it’s better than never. you felt strangely brave in that moment, being able to open up about everything you had been thinking about. even if you hadn’t prepared everything properly, at least you had enough in you to give him a piece of your mind.

“i understand that me switching schools for our last year may have been hard on you,” you continued, keeping your eyes firmly glued to his. “i missed seeing you everyday. i was also guilty of missing being able to see your face at any given moment. but at least i knew that if i missed you, all i had to do was take out my phone and send a text, or even call. i’d be able to hear from you, just like that. i’d be able to tell you that i miss you, and we’d go out together until the evening. we could do that as many times as you needed, hajime. i wanted to be able to see you everyday. we could’ve made that happen, and you know that just as well as i do.”

“i know that now,” you heard him murmur under his breath, a deep sigh escaping his lips. “i came to that understanding too late.”

“i wouldn’t have even cared about your so-called family friend of yours.” that wasn’t completely true—you’d still make sure that nothing would happen between the two, but of course you would never restrict him from seeing people. but now that you knew just how vile someone could be, you had every right to be even more on edge. “all you had to do was talk to me, hajime. communicate. the same thing we’ve done for countless years, even before we started going out. all i wanted was for you to trust me. tell me that you’re worried, concerned about us. tell me how you’re feeling. i don’t care if you seem overly clingy or possessive or whatever bullshit excuse you want to spew. you’re not perfect. i know that, because i’m not perfect either.”

you caught yourself beginning to raise your voice. heads began to turn, causing you to pause for a moment. iwaizumi sat with shock in his features, both impressed and fearful of all you’ve said so far. whatever thoughts were running through his brain, he’d have to wait his turn to dish out everything he wanted you to know. this was your moment. you deserved this, more than anyone.

“you’re not perfect,” you repeated, “and neither am i. you always remind me that even with my imperfections, i was worthy of love. your love. but you never let me say that it goes the same way for you, too.”

“y/n…” he started off with your name, but you held up a hand to interrupt.

“but this goes beyond imperfections,” you continued, getting past your first round of thoughts. “this goes beyond mistakes, beyond little quirks that i could easily skim over. you went behind my back because of your insecurities, and regardless if you understood what you were doing or not, you began pursuing someone who wasn’t me. i don’t know if you’d consider it cheating, but you betrayed my trust. you lied to me, hajime. who knows what would’ve happened if i never ended up finding out the way i did? would i be sitting here having this conversation with you right now? maybe i’d be sitting at home, crying into my pillow that i never knew how you were feeling because you never tried reaching out to me.”

“i never realized just how much…” iwaizumi spoke up softly, his lips pressed together in between phrasing. “i didn’t know that this affected you so much. i’m really, truly sorry. i don’t know how many times i have to say it, but i’ll say and do anything to prove it.”

“that’s not the point, hajime. that’s not my point at all.” you snapped at him, causing him to stop anything else he was going to say next. “i know you’re sorry, you don’t have to spell it out for me. you proved that to me the last time we spoke like this. i’ve known you long enough to figure out when you’re honest and when you’re not.”

“then what is the—”

“my point is that your actions now reflect our outcome in the future.” after weeks of beating around the bush, this was it. this had to be it. this is what you needed to tell him. “this is small scale, hajime. nothing about this is long distance. so what would happen if we actually tried? you’re going abroad, i know you’ve had your eyes set on america. i’d never stop you, but what’s going to happen then? to us? could we really handle distance on an international scale? international. it won’t be just not seeing each other outside of school hours. we won’t be able to see each other, ever.”

“i know.” he nodded. “i’ve thought about it, a lot.”

“it’s going to take more than just thinking about it to actually do something about it,” you retorted. “i want to believe that we’d do okay, but as far as things turned out, obviously i was wrong. more than wrong.”

“do you know where we stand, then?” iwaizumi stared at you long and hard, his eyes holding no malice yet steeled, searching in yours for answers. “how do you feel about us?”

simple words, yet you paused. any rhythm you had dissipated into thin air, now that he was backing you into a corner about the one thing you were supposed to be thinking about since taking time away from reaching out to one another. any conclusion you could’ve reached was much harder than you anticipated. to drop your first love would be putting yourself first, and would certainly be the right thing to do, would it not?

would it really be that easy to never see hajime again? to drop everything you two had?

“i don’t know.” your eyes drifted to the floor below your booth, twiddling your fingers in between your lap. “i don’t know, i want to make the right decision and not regret it. but i’ll end up having regrets either way.”

"y/n, please look at me.” his voice was tender, and you listened to him. hajime looked at you with a smile, but you saw the sadness pooling within the emeralds of his eyes. “for your sake, make the right decision. you know what it is. if you can’t make that decision, i think it’s best if i make that decision for you.”

your heart dropped to your stomach. what?

“hajime,” you breathed, sitting up straighter. you felt chills run down your spine as he, too, sat up straighter—as if preparing himself. “what are you—”

“while you did some reflecting,” he began, “i, too, was doing some thinking about myself, and how i could provide in our relationship. but clearly, i haven’t been doing anything for our relationship. quite the opposite.”

you couldn’t process what he was trying to say. he had taken over the spotlight. “i didn’t know i’d react so badly to you not being with me,” he continued, watching your panicked silence, “and acted immaturely. it was a moment of weakness i could’ve easily talked to you about, but i thought that i’d be selfish by adding more to your plate by pushing my problem onto you. that was wrong of me, and i know that now. i always tell you to put your problems on me when you need someone to lean on, yet i always forget that it should be a two way street.”

“where are you… where are you going with this?”

this wasn’t what you had in mind at all. watching hajime iwaizumi understand the full weight of his actions, and forcibly trying to make things right by…

no. he’s not really going to…?

“i didn’t want to come to this decision. i knew that i would get hurt, and you as well. i really, really didn’t want to do this.” he pressed his lips together, swallowing a nervous lump in your throat. you felt your stomach arise angrily like crashing waves, feeling queasy and sick to the gut. “but after talking to someone about this, i realized that even if i made up with you—and by some miracle, have a second chance—i don’t know how i’d be able to handle being in a different country, time zone, environment.”

talking to someone. a realization popped into your head.

“suga,” you whispered. “you talked to him?”

hajime’s eyes widened slightly, before slowly nodding his head. “i did.”

“what did he say?”

“things that should’ve been common sense.” he paused momentarily. “if i asked for a second chance now, i know i’d end up blowing it in a matter of a few months. i originally wanted to ask for a second chance, but after reaching out to him and doing some more thinking, i realized that asking for a second chance now would not benefit either of us. you especially.”

the more you listened to him speak, the more you felt like crawling out of your skin. it was an out of body experience—something you wanted to run away from. “hajime, i don’t know what you’re trying to say.”

“yes you do, y/n. i know you better than that.”

“please,” you then pleaded, your eyes in a frenzy and your breath panicky. “please tell me what you’re trying to say.”

there sat your boyfriend, his eyes watery and his hands clenched tightly into fists as to not cause a scene. he was right—you saw this coming. even from miles away, you knew it was over.

“i don’t deserve a second chance,” he mumbled, any energy devoid from his body. “i don’t deserve you, not with how i’ve been acting since you’ve switched schools. i’m not ready for a long distance relationship, and i’d hurt you. since the beginning, that’s the last thing i ever want to do, but all i’ve done since this year started is hurt you, even if it was never my intention.”

the words echoed. ringing in your ears like a blow horn. whatever nightmare this was, you wanted out. but no matter how hard you could pinch yourself, you wouldn’t wake up from reality.

“this means… we’re really breaking up for good, aren’t we?”

now that you said it, it was like it had been manifested into reality. neither of you liked the sound of it—with all the time you spent together, even when you two were just friends, it was always you two against the world. the natural click you and hajime bonded over was something soulmates wished they had. the two young children who could spend hours alone and talk about every corner of the world would’ve never been able to guess a simple school change would be the end of something beautiful.

“i believe that time away from each other would be best,” he responded after a moment’s hesitation. “for both of us.”

you really didn’t know how to properly react. truthfully, you would’ve been able to react better to him begging for a second chance—not him pursuing a break up. you should’ve been on board with this.

thiswas the conclusion you were thinking of, weren’t you?

was there a part of you that would’ve overruled your better judgement and taken him back?

“i really wish it didn’t have to be this way,” you admitted, feeling your stomach churn in storms. you really didn’t—he hurt you, but he never had ill intentions. it was a series of unfortunate events that occurred one after the other. you cursed the universe for putting you in such a predicament.

“i have one more thing to say,” he added, watching as you hesitated on standing up. “and i want you to answer truthfully. please.”

what else was there to say? everything was already said and done. one more minute spent here and you’d probably break down—something you really weren’t in the mood to do.

“hajime, i don’t know what else—”

“you never let me answer your question,” he intercepted, carefully reaching a hand out to stop you from leaving. “i want to follow up on that.”

one last thing, you thought to yourself. at this point, you’d had enough. you glanced at tooru out the window, who had his back against the two of you. you envisioned yourself sprinting out the door and into his arms, wanting nothing more than to just escape. leave.

“one last thing, hajime.” the pain in your voice was clear. “then i think it’s best to go our separate ways.”

“you asked if we were breaking up for good,” he then responded. “and i only responded with that it would be best for us to spend time away from each other. for each of our sakes.”

“you did.” that was obvious enough. “i don’t know where you’re going with this.”

he reached out his hand on the table, palm facing upwards. an invitation for you to place your hand in his. your heart lurched out of your chest.

“i love you, y/n. i really do.” you looked into his eyes and felt your stomach flutter. you knew hajime, and that all-knowing look in his eyes—he meant every word. “i will work to better myself. i swear it. you may not believe me now, but i’ll live up to that promise—not just for your sake, but for myself as well.”

a dramatic confession. what a way to get the waterworks going. and as you lifted a hand to your eye, you noticed it was working.

“in the near distant future, if we happen to cross paths again one day—i want to know, truthfully—” you held your breath, and he spoke his next few words with a puffed chest.

“will you give me another chance?”

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