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katszumi · 3 months

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Part Two

“We won.” The words left Iwaizumi’s mouth. It was the second time he said it that week. Another win for Seijoh, leaving the other team completely defenseless. It was another easy win for them.

Another win, yet another loss in his book.

He promised himself that he’d confess to you after the game. Everyday, the words repeat in his head like a mantra. Everytime he sees you, he waits for the words to leave his mouth, but they don’t. They never do.

He hates himself for it. He wished that he could just grow up and say it. Iwaizumi knew there wasn’t much time before you both graduated, and you both knew that you’d separate after.

He wanted nothing more than to cherish this time with you.

He watched as your usual bright smile stretched across your face, eyes dancing and bleeding with pride. God, he never got tired of seeing that.

“I knew you could.” It was something he heard many times before, but he didn’t have a problem with it. No. He loved it. Loved that he had your support.

There were tons of people that supported him. He was in a powerhouse school so it wasn’t odd that there were lines of people cheering his name. Yet, he only heard you. Everytime you’d scream his name, your voice would echo in his head, telling himself to play even harder to guarantee the win that day.

He remembered you wearing his jersey once. Technically, it was ‘wear your favorite player’s jersey’ at Aoba Johsai. Mostly, it was Oikawa’s jersey that was spread throughout the school. Iwaizumi truly didn’t care that he didn’t see anyone wearing his, until he saw you.

There you were standing in the crowd alongside your two friends dressed in his jersey. He remembered how fast the heat crept up his neck, blooming across his face without warning. How rapid his heart was racing, causing him to stop in place and stare at you with a tilted head. He was shocked.

He remembered how Oikawa wrapped his shoulder around him with a crooked grin. They said nothing but from his posture Iwaizumi knew Oikawa was teasing him. Though, he didn’t care in that moment. He was too happy. Happy that you were there for him. Happy you even wore his jersey.

He remembered how Oikawa faked him into going on a date with you. Well, more of a study session. All of the third years made plans to study at the library, but it was only you and him that came. While you only saw this as ditching, Iwaizumi knew that they did this so he could confess.

He was such a blushy mess being alone and close to you. Especially when you asked for help on a specific problem, his hand lightly brushed against yours as he grabbed the pencil from you, his hand immediately recoiling back as he stuttered for words. You looked up at him and grinned muttering sorry. He didn’t know why you said it, but he nodded. That day he didn’t confess either.

He remembered finding you between two vending machines, crouched down and head into your knees. Your body was shaking as choked sobs parted your lips. Immediately, he kneeled down and asked you what was wrong but you didn’t say anything. You didn’t even look up at him. Iwaizumi was unsure of what to do since he’s never been in a situation like this before. Besides, it was you. You were headstrong, it was strange to see you break down in school.

He opened his mouth to say something, but the feeling of two arms wrapping around his stomach and a head pressing into the crook of his neck ceased him from doing so. You cried into his neck, holding him tightly like he would slip away from your grasp. He thought it was selfish to be enjoying her touch like this, but only pure bliss filled his heart.

Turns out, your grades were slipping and it wasn’t guaranteed you were going to make it into university.

He remembered the wide smile that spread across your face when you aced a test that he helped you study. You took no time to engulf him into another tight hug. Iwaizumi stiffened at your touch. Unlike last time, your arms were around his neck. Your hand placed slightly below his nape. Hesitantly but surely, he placed his fit arms on your waist. For a moment he could’ve swore that you moved in closer, but he wasn’t so sure since he was focusing on not breaking down right there and then.

He remembered the first time he went inside your home. You were down with a fever, and your parents were at work. He took the day off to aid you, hoping for a quick recovery to get back at school. Your room was nothing like he expected. It was nice, and had a sweet scent.

You were embarrassed for having him see you so sick like, but he didn’t mind. You asked him how could he not be disgusted by your looks, he responded by saying you looked exactly like he always saw you. Disgusting, is what you replied with jokingly. Iwaizumi laughed with you, his heart aching with the familiar feeling he’s experienced before. More than ever, he wanted to tell you. But he just couldn’t.

He remembered the train ride home you two took that one day, not walking since it was pouring. Iwaizumi stood, holding onto the bar to keep himself balanced while you sat. You insisted for him to sit down with you since it was still a long way to go till you both got off, but he declined. He didn’t want to invade your privacy. The seat was mildly close to yours, it was definite that he’d accidentally touch you in a matter of time. He didn’t want to go through that embarrassment, nor the apologies.

After minutes of pestering, he finally sat down beside you, his legs relishing the relief he felt from standing all day. That day he learned more and more about you: your favorite animal, favorite food, favorite place, your plans after highschool, he learned it all. From the corner of his eye he noticed your head drooping, eyelids falling. In the nick of time, he caught your head from toppling over. Unsure of what to do with it, Iwaizumi did the most selfish thing he could— He placed it onto his shoulder.

Moments after, your hand found it’s way onto his. So much for ‘invading privacy’.

Finally, he remembered the solace in his heart when he heard you reject the rumors about you and Oikawa dating. You two were growing closer, leaving Iwaizumi as a grumpy, insecure mess. The practices were more tense than they usually were, all of the 1st and 2nd years confused as to who shifted the mood. The 3rd hears already knew, and they were sure why. The rumors had been going around for about a week so it wasn’t surprising that they heard of it.

Iwaizumi didn’t want to believe it, but Oikawa was the golden boy at the school, everyone fell for him. And Iwaizumi was just him. He knew there wasn’t much of a competition, he knew that you were going to pick him, and that’s why it hurt so much. He cried almost every night, refusing to speak to anyone at school or home. He also avoided you, making sure to take the longer routes to his classes and staying ten minutes after school just so you’d miss him and walk home by yourself.

But one day, there you were, waiting for him at the gates. You demanded for him to tell you why he was avoiding you, but he wouldn’t share. You kept hassling him hoping for something to slip out, and it did. In the most snarkiest way he replied with, “Why are you bothering me? Shouldn’t you be with your boyfriend?” He pronounced boyfriend in the most mocking way, that it made you sneer. You laughed in his face, causing his heart to break even more. Iwaizumi turned around aiming to get as far away from you as he could, but you grabbed onto his hand before he could take a step. You instantly shot down his assumption, claiming that it was only a rumor, that you and Oikawa were friends and nothing more.

That day Iwaizumi felt like an idiot. He should’ve asked instead of recklessly jumping to conclusions and leaving you in the dust. It was unfair. Mentally, he cursed at himself for being so inconsiderate towards you. Only one thought entered his mind for the rest of the day: I should just confess already.

And here you are, shining your toothy smile at him, eyes ablaze with exhilaration nearly lighting the night sky itself. You were just so alluring. There was never a day where his heart stopped beating for you, where that same crimson blush stopped occuring, where he would try to find open spots in his day to spend with you. The feeling inside of him was overwhelming, the feeling coursed through his veins like it was his blood, like a drug he couldn’t live without. He wanted you. He needed you.

And like he was starved, his mouth opened before he could process anything.

“I love you.”

IWAIZUMI BRAINROT OH MY GOSH😫

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sassycheesecake · 3 months

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Iwaizumi returns to the locker room, after having forgotten his textbooks in his gym locker of the Aoba Johsai volleyball club.

As he enters the club room, he hears a shower running.

Frowning in confusion, he thought that his team members have already left after practice.

"Is anyone still here?" He calls out.

"Uh… yeah, it’s me Iwa-chan." Oikawa, the Setter of Aoba Johsai’s volleyball club answers back.

But his voice sounds a little shaken up, like he is scared or hurt.

"You good? Did you overdo it again after practice? And what are you still doing here? I thought you hated the gym showers." The Ace raises an eyebrow in suspicion and walks towards the shower stall.

The sliding door of the shower opens up a bit and Oikawa partly pops his head out, the shower still running and flattening his usual fluffy brown hair to his head.

Another thing Iwaizumi also notices, is that his best friend is panting a little bit and his cheeks are glowing in a reddish color.

"I uh… have a date… yeah a date! You know, just wanted to smell fresh for them!" The Setter grins awkwardly.

"Uh huh. Well, hurry up I need to lock up. I'll give you two minutes to be out of here."

Oikawa, who looks a bit panicked, quickly glances to his right in the shower before he flinches in pain about something.

"Is it your knee again?"

"Yeah, it’s been bothering me again. A real pain in the ass sometimes. Ouch! Why don’t you leave the keys on the bench? I’ll lock up when I am out." Oikawa offers with a tight smile as he hopes his teammate will do as he says.

Iwaizumi looks at him for a moment, sighing heavily and leaving the keys on the bench. He’s tired and just wants to go home.

"Fine Trashykawa, it better not be messy when we get here tomorrow morning." Stuffing the books in his bag, the spiky-haired brunette leaves without another look back, closing the door behind him.

Oikawa closes the door again and starts giggling like crazy as he stares down at you, who is leaning against the shower wall, equally as wet as your lover.

"A date? Who do you have a date with?" You wrap your arms around his neck and the Setter grins down at you mischievously, pressing wet kisses against your neck.

"Oh, no one you need to worry about. They’re in my health class and sit right behind me. When they lent me their pen three weeks ago, I just had to ask them out. They go by the name (Y/N)." Oikawa leans his forehead against yours, rubbing his nose affectionately against your own.

You lean forward catch his lips with yours and it quickly turns into a heated make-out session again, which was interrupted earlier when Iwaizumi walked in.

The sound of smacking lips echo in the shower, one of Oikawa’s hands is grabbing your neck while the other wanders all over your wet body, grabbing your ass and squeezing it occasionally.

You on the other hand have to stand a bit on your toes to be able to reach him, wrapping your arms around his neck, while your hands scratch a bit against his skull, making the brunette moan in delight.

Later on, when you both exit the shower, Oikawa sees a few missed texts from Iwaizumi.

He sits down on the bench, a towel wrapped around his waist as he unlocks his phone.

And after each text, Oikawa pales a little bit more.

'ANGRY BIRD 🤪'

'Do you really think I am that stupid?!' Sent 16:36

'I know you were having company in that shower. Next time, I am kicking BOTH OF YOU OUT!' Sent 16:37

'AND IN OUR GYM SHOWER OUT OF ALL PLACES???' Sent 16:40

Before he can read the next text though, he feels your head leaning on his shoulder and the Setter smiles at the action.

"Iwa-chan knows that I wasn’t alone in the shower." He snickers and you nearly pass out at what he said.

"WHAT?!"

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satorisoup · 3 months

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ᰔ GLITTER GLUE ft. hajime iwaizumi

ʚ CW : “one sided” crush. confessions. cursing.

ʚ hq valentine’s series mlist ಇ

it’s valentine’s day, or rather, the most dreadful day of existence, if you were to say so yourself.

walking through the halls of school on a normal day was one thing, but now it seems that every corner you turn, you’re rather rudely reminded of your state of loneliness on the soul national holiday of relationships. bouquets of reds and whites, floral smells corroding your nostrils with every inhale, cute plushies holding little hearts, pretty cards with love written in sparkly pink gel pen. all gestures of admiration that are so sweet to any other person, but quite frankly, it’s just making you feel stupid for coming to school today.

you feel even stupider when you’re walking into class, eyes avoiding the gross kissing couples as you make your way to sit down, and you’re faced with exactly why you mourn valentines day so much.

hajime iwaizumi, the third year who sits one desk aside to you in class 5, who just so happens to be the person your heart decided to fall head over heels for. it was an unmistakable crush with the way your cheeks felt hot when he’d stretch in his seat, or the way your heart fluttered when he would make small talk when there was a particularly boring lesson. he’d even occasionally walk with you during lunch period in the midst of conversation or sharing a snack, before his friends would come and steal him away. he was sweet aside from looking intimidating, and it all the more so made you infatuated with him.

you watch him grumble outside of the doorway at one of his friends, a roll of his eyes before he’s striding into the classroom to take his proclaimed seat. you feel disappointed in yourself that you still haven’t been able to work up the courage to ask him out, too much of a coward to ever admit your interest in him. you take a quick glance at his hands, and what you see makes your heart drop even lower.

you catch a short glimpse of a pretty red valentine in his left hand before he’s quickly moving to neatly stuff it into the inner pocket of his jacket.

it looks like someone had beaten you to the chase, and it was only the first class of the day.

throughout the entire period, you notice the off behavior of your classmate as he sits in his seat. iwaizumi seems nervous almost, his leg softly bouncing up and down, and you also take into account that he hasn’t said a single word to you, or even looked at you this entire time. that usually would seem more normal on a regular class day, but today it was a free period, much to everyone’s liking. after dismissal, iwaizumi wasted no time to get up and out of the classroom before you could even ask him if he was alright.

classes today seemed to go by as if minutes were hours, and students had gotten even more enthusiastic as time went by as they all exchanged their thoughtful valentines to their partners. you think you’ve heard enough random “i love you’s” to last you 3 lifetimes in a singular day, but what you were seriously dreading was lunchtime. where everyone would walk around hand in hand through the courtyard, gifts, cards, flowers, big huge teddy bears to little tiny ones, kissing that should probably be saved for behind closed doors, and especially confessions. not wanting to be surrounded by the exact thing you were missing out on, you opted to stay inside for lunch.

the empty classroom you sit in is completely silent, the only sounds you hear coming from outside through the windows, voices of distant squeals and happy laughter. you sigh at your own demise when you decide to finally get up and wander around the halls. paper heart chains and pretty streamers litter the lockers and walls, and even some of your teachers had little decorations as their own way of getting into the spirit. it really was unfortunate that you weren’t able to celebrate today with who you wanted to so badly, as your fate lies in your own thoughts because you were too chicken to ever say it. and now, your crush was starting to act weird, which meant he had probably already accepted a confession, or maybe even confessed himself, to a person he was interested in. you wanted to be angry, you really did, but it wasn’t your place to be mad at him. he wasn’t ever yours to begin with.

as you stroll along and unwontedly admire the atmosphere around you, you hear the uncomfortable squeak of shoes against the wooden flooring, alerting you that you weren’t alone. when you look up from your feet to meet the eyes of the person who had interrupted your thoughts, you can physically feel your stomach sink to your feet.

iwaizumi stands at the end of the hallway, his hands behind his back with that same expression he had during class, even if it was barely noticeable. he looks at you before he straightens up.

“hey.” is all he mutters.

…

“hi.”

he takes a few steps forward to meet you where you had halted before and begins to speak.

“i was looking for you.” he voices.

“oh.. well you found me.”

you aren’t helping much with his attempt to cure the awkwardness around you two, but even so, he continues to talk nonetheless.

“why weren’t you outside for lunch?” he asks you.

“eh, didn’t wanna be around all that lovey dovey stuff. but, um.. why were you looking for me?”

you feel nervous when iwaizumi is silent, his hands now coming out from where they risided, holding that same red valentine from this morning.

“because i wanted to give you this.” he replies.

you notice the tinge of pink on his usual hardened face, looking down to where he held out the card to you.

you carefully grasp the messily accessorized card, studying it as you feel your heartbeat pick up to a faster pace. the red, heart shaped card stock proposed a simple question of ‘be my valentine?’

and as cheesy as it was, your lips pull into a wide grin when you look back at him, his hands tucked into his pockets while he waited for your answer.

“is this a confession, or am i reading the glitter glue wrong?”

“shut up, it was oikawa who dumped all of that shimmer shit on it…” he rumbles, recalling the short memory of his best friend tossing glitter onto his card while scolding him, “iwa, you seriously lack so much pizazz. girls love sparkles and glitter!”

you laugh at the thought of his friend taunting him over his card, and then you’re suddenly blushing at the concept of how iwaizumi had taken his time to make a special valentine, just for you.

“well, i accept your confession, iwa…”, “even if it’s twinkling in ‘shimmer shit’.”

it was iwaizumi’s turn to chuckle when he laces his arm around your shoulders, and he smiles as he walks with you.

“idiot.”

yes, valentines day was usually a dreadful day. but the surprises it holds? those aren’t dreadful at all.

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mizukitoyama-blr · 1 month

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Oikawa x Reader: School Festival [a haikyuu one-shot]

Ok y'all, so my friends and I had an all-nighter where we write one-shots. The twist is, we each wrote down on different sticky notes a character, a plotline, and I think the third is a location. We did this a year ago and I forgot all about this, but I recently found it so I'm posting it here lol

I hope you enjoy.

1145 words

Story under the cut.

Being a foreign exchange student, experiencing life in Japan was a bit of a culture shock: different introductions, different eating customs, different school traditions. One school tradition you noted was that Japan had school festival days. For the past week, your class had been working on an idea and building the vision. Today was the final day where the booths would actually be open to people and you were kind of nervous. Why? Who knows. Maybe it was more excitement than nervousness.

Your class finished assembling the booth reasonably quickly, so you figured you’d find your friend Oikawa to see if his booth needed any help. It wasn’t long before you found his booth and he was waving you down. Oikawa was one of the first people to introduce himself to you. Of course, you now realize he was just trying to scope out the new girl considering his… following, but it ended up being a good friendship; mainly consisting of you helping Iwaizumi call him names and him being a weird flirt even though he’s pretty much a dork.

“Hi, Y/n! Couldn’t stay away for long, eh?” he asked, waving.

“No, actually I’m looking for your pretty friend. Hey, Iwa!” you responded jokingly, to which Oikawa feigned a sad pout. “How’s the booth coming along?”

“We're almost done. Just need to put up the last few banners,” Iwaizumi said.

“You may want to be careful, Y/n. As soon as we open, girls will swarm the area. You might get trampled and die,”

“Yeah, I’m sure,” you said, rolling your eyes. “What are you guys doing anyway?”

“Kissing booth,” Iwaizumi said boredly as the title banner was hung up. You turned your head to Oikawa,

“What?”

“It’s the perfect concept! There's no girl in the world that wouldn’t want to kiss me! Just think of the revenue,”

“I wouldn’t count on it if it’s gonna be you, Oikawa. How is this even allowed in a school setting?”

“It’s just on the cheek. He does have a big following of girls at this school. It’s not like we can use his brain to help our booth,”

“I guess that makes sense,”

“How mean! Everyone undermines my intelligence,”

“Oh yeah, how did your game go Saturday?”

“It was fine. We won, of course, but it just felt too easy. I need a challenge in my life. You should come to my next game! You can wear one of my jerseys,”

“Hmm, tempting, but I’ll pass. Volleyball isn’t really my thing. Well, if you’re pretty much done, I’m gonna head around to look at the other booths. See ya around!”

“Bye, Y/n~!”

Everything looked amazing and you were having a good amount of fun before someone grabbed your shoulders from behind, making you jump. “Ya ho~!”

“Gah! Oikawa you scared me! Why would you do that?” you exclaimed and punched him in the arm.

“Ow! I can take the abuse from Iwa, but from you, it’s just too much,”

“Sorry. I saw opportunity and couldn’t resist,”

“The abuse I endure for you. Do you wanna go do something together?”

“What about your booth?”

“I’m all kissed out and on break. Girls wear a lot of lip product,” he said while rubbing some gloss and balm off his cheek. “But anyways, let’s go get some food or something. I’m so hungry,”

“I saw a teriyaki booth somewhere. Wanna get some of that? You’re paying,”

“Don’t I always?” The two of you walked the booths, trying different foods and desserts. The games were pretty fun too! It was nice playing games that weren’t rigged. You were clowning on Oikawa a bit at how much he sucked at some of the games compared to you, though you're sure he’d thrown some of your matches together. As your escapade continued, you noticed some girls you passed had their hands pressed to their cheeks while pointing and gazing at Oikawa, undoubtedly gushing over how they kissed each other on the cheek.

“I don’t understand how you can manage all the female attention. I’d get too tired of having to interact that much,”

“It does get bothersome sometimes. I used to love it, but now I think I’d prefer to have only one girl's attention, you know?”

“Ah, the development of a teenage male. From boyhood to maturity. All ready to settle down,” suddenly you gasped dramatically, almost making Oikawa drop the snacks he had bought. “A Ferris wheel! How did they get a Ferris wheel here!?”

“Y/n, I don’t think I’d trust that. It looks a little old,”

“Old shmold! Let’s go on!” Without a moment to protest you were dragging Oikawa by the hand to the big ride. “Woah! I can see the field yard from here!”

“Y/n! Please don’t lean out the side like that. You’re gonna fall!”

“Oh, you mean like this?” you asked and leaned out,”

“Y/n!” he said, reaching for you.

“What? Are you scared” you asked, and started rocking the box. He grabbed you and forced you to sit still beside him, like a mother to her rambunctious child.

“You’ve lost your fun privileges. Sit still until the ride is over,” you couldn’t help but laugh at him. You wondered if rides were a fear of his or if it was just Ferris wheels. Either way, it was fun to be out like this. You guys only ever really interacted at school during classes or studying. “Hey, Y/n. I think you should rethink going to my next game. I think I’d play better if you were there,”

“Why would you need to play better? You already win don’t you?” by this time the wheel had stopped and it was time to get off. You left the ride with a ‘thank you’ to the person running it and continued on.

“It’s less about the winning and more about… Y/n, would you just listen for a sec?” he grabbed your hand and pulled you back nearer to him. You blinked twice, looking down at where his hand didn’t leave yours.

“Kawa?” he started running his thumb over your knuckles nervously, his eyebrows knitting together in conflict.

“I want to see you at my games. I don’t care if I win, I just want to see you wearing my jersey number at my games,”

“What do you…” this wasn’t… was it?

“Earlier, I was wondering if you were gonna show up to the kissing booth at some point today. But now I’m realizing I’m glad you didn’t.”

“Wh-why?”

“Because now it feels more genuine,” he looked up at you, into your eyes, it felt invasive, uncomfortable, but not altogether unwelcomed. “Y/n. Can I kiss you?”

“I…” but the decision was clear to you then. “Yes.”

Sure enough, you were at his next game, the number one displayed proudly on your back.

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starjaeyun · 9 months

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PINK !

— hanamaki dyes his hair pink when he finds out that it's your favorite color

includes! hanamaki takahiro x fem! reader

warnings! profanity, the seijoh 4 are in their 1st year in this

note! i'm not too sure whether or not pink-brown is hanamaki's natural hair color but i came up with this little delusion and i invite all of u to join me in it 😘😻❤ and i definitely did not write this because i am obsessed w/ pink hehehehehe 🥰

friday

hanamaki hates the color pink. and the whole volleyball club was well aware of this, especially his fellow 1st years. he made sure to remind them how much he hates that color whenever they told him that he would look good in it.

"makki! are you still considering to dye your hair? there's a new salon that just opened up recently! we should check it out, i read great reviews about it online!" now that oikawa brought it up he remembers that he was yet to pick a color to dye his hair into

"yeah, i am. though i'm not sure about the color yet" he explains, "and no i will not dye it pink" he adds upon seeing the similar expression the other three had

"i don't blame you for not wanting to dye it pink" iwaizumi starts, "i heard pink is a hard color to look good in"

oikawa raised his brow, "and where did you hear that? knowing you, you're not the type to look such things up"

"y/n told me about it"

of course, they were also well aware of hanamaki's huge crush on iwaizumi's classmate, whom he met on their first day of volleyball practice when she gave iwaizumi his water bottle that he left in their classroom

"nice try, not gonna work this time" hanamaki flashed him a sarcastic smile and continued munching on his onigiri

"i'm not kidding though. that woman is obsessed with pink even i'm starting to think her blood is pink and glittery"

monday

hanamaki makes his way to the gym, still sleepy and not fully awake for morning practice. he hears a group of people, obviously the rest of seijoh, talking so loudly inside. he yawns, "why do they sound more energetic than usual?"

and it was like he was showered with ice cold water when he opened the doors. because what the fuck were you doing there? and happily chatting with the coaches?!

"YOU DYED YOUR HAIR WITHOUT ME?!" oikawa's loud and annoying— as described by iwaizumi, matsukawa and hanamaki— voice echos through the gym

matsukawa and iwaizumi bursts out laughing, "and don't you hate pink?" oikawa, who was now pouting, adds

at his words, you let out an offensive gasp, "hanamaki hates pink?!" now you were starting to walk towards him along with the other first years, "but why?! pink suits you! i told iwa-chan many times that pink would suit you!"

hanamaki doesn't know where all his nervousness went but he was thankful that it decided to leave, "ah...i don't really hate it, i think it's alright"

the trio looks at him with a raised brow, "you told us last friday that you hate—" hanamaki coughs to interrupt matsukawa's sentence and as if luck was on his side, coach mizoguchi called for you to come over the benches

"what's she doing here?" he asked as he watched your retreating figure, "she applied for as our manager" iwaizumi explains while still giving hanamaki a judging look

"could you guys quit looking at me like that?!"

hanamaki hates the color pink

"we've been convincing you to dye your hair pink for more than a month and one mention of y/n-chan loving pink was all it took for you to actually dye it pink?!" oikawa's complains fell on deaf ears as they walked to their teammates

hanamaki hates the color pink. but if he had to dump pink paint all over himself for you to notice him, he would gladly do so

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bakugokemkatsuki · 5 months

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Fangirls

Iwaizumi Hajime X Reader

Oikawa Toru X Reader (Platonic)

**Genre: Angstish/ Fluff???

**Warning(s): bullying

**Reader is Fem/GN (ish)

**Key: Talking; You, Iwaizumi

You’d been in the same class as Oikawa since middle school. You two were polar opposites in every way. You were introverted and pessimistic while Oikawa was extraverted and optimistic . You were always dressed in black, while Oikawa was very colorful. He was athletic and you were not. Anything you two could be opposites about you were. So how did you ever end up friends with him? Well let’s just say you were sure your teachers absolutely loved torturing you. It all started back in middle school with you two being paired together for a project. It didn’t stop there though, it seemed after that your teachers were always finding a reason to have you two work together. This little thing carried over into high school. Now after being paired together so much you were bound to become friends. You ended up really liking his company and you realized there was way more to him than just his pretty setter “fame”. Now being friends with Oikawa meant Iwaizumi as well. They were a package deal. Now though you and Iwaizumi had more in common then you and Oikawa (i.e. you both liked the same music, similar movies, and had similar color palettes for dressing) you two were still pretty close to opposites. The three of you were really close and you quite liked hanging out with them. Having weekend movie marathons at Oikawa’s house binging the Godzilla movies or Alien Documentaries were some of your favorite memories. You though not one to care much about sports found yourself at there games more and more until you were always there at every game. You quite enjoyed seeing them two play the chemistry on the court was phenomenal and way different from them normally. Now what most people didn’t realize was just how hard being friends with them was. Why? Well once you guys hit high school Oikawa had fans popping up left and right. By second year he had a whole fan club. He quite liked his fans but he never saw the dark side. You were normally bullied not a lot but some back in middle school for being weird, dark, different. Now though, his fan girls were ruthless. It started small but when you seemed unbothered it quickly became physical. They’re push you or shove you or trip you just because you were friends with Oikawa. They would constantly harass you. It was getting really bad, but you didn’t want to ruin your friend’s happiness so you stuck it out. Until one day… The girls had caught you on your way to the gym and like usual were braiding you about why you’re not good enough to be around Oikawa. As you tried to walk past one girl shoved you and when you didn’t fall a second girl shoved you again causing you to fall. While they did this they continued hurling insults until they heard a voice. “Get out of here now and leave her the HELL alone.” Terrified the girls fled without another word. You sat there looking down at the ground. “Please don’t tell him.” Iwaizumi offered you his hand helping you up. “Why? You don’t deserve that.” “He deserves to be happy.” Frustration lacked in Iwaizumi’s voice as he said “So do you. He deserves to know.”After a bit more arguing you agree to tell Oikawa everything. You two stood there looking at each other in since when Iwaizumi finally spoke again. “Um… by the way, what they said… you know it’s not true right. You’re the most beautiful person I know.” “Iwa… I can I be honest?” “Sure.” “I don’t want to ruin our friendship dynamic but I have feelings for you.” “Really?” “Yes. I know a lot of people were expecting me to fall for ‘Shittykawa’ but it’s you.” “Funny enough… I like you too.” You two ended up starting to date not long after that and Oikawa did not take the news well. “WHAT MY BEST FRIENDS ARE DATING NOW I HAVE TO THIRD WHEEL ALL OUR HANG OUTS!!”Though he wined a lot he was the most supportive of the relationship and thought how he couldn’t wait to be the best man at your wedding someday. He was happy for the two of you because you both deserve the world.

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crystal-crax · 15 days

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🆃🅷🅴 🅳🅰🆈 🅷🅴 🆆🅰🆂 🆂🆃🆄🅿🅸🅳

Oikawa Tōru x blunt!reader

Sweet, fluff, one-sided crush

About: Christmas and Valentine's day had made your bond with Oikawa grow even more, but what happens when you both avoid to say the right words?

Your friendship with oikawa had become significantly deeper after the "santa incident".

Of course, it took you at least a week until the teasing would die out, since he would flaunt his gift to everyone who held an ounce of ability to hear

"She gave this to me! It was a christmas gift! Sorry, didn't she get you anything? Did you know she embroidered it herself?! She even wrote my name on it! She says it took her hours!"

The redness in your face always followed yelling at him, but deep down, you loved the fact he had liked your handmade gift so much. Heck, you felt partly good he would show it off so much after all the pinches you had given yourself with the needle when you embellished the small towel with.

It was nice to be close to him, to feel warm and comfortable by his side.

You talked more; about more meaningful stuff. You laughed more; you hadn't had a single awkward silent moment.

If you caught him off guard, you could even tell his eyes would never leave yours.

It's as if the bond that united you two was suddenly tied and tangled even closer.

"You seriously don't know why i'm surprised?!"

Still, Oikawa was still his petulant self and fights like these, were inevitable .

"Are you still going on about that? Just let it go" you answered a bit annoyed and tired, pulling your face closer to your notebook

"How am i supposed to let this go! After i was tricked and betrayed!?" He stood up from his seat, hand on top of his heart to demonstrate his supposed pain and hurt "So you mean you weren't-"

"What the hell is going on here?" A low voice joined the conversation. Iwaizumi was standing before the school's picnic table the two of you were sitting at, holding his backpack with a confused face

"Iwaizumi-" you were about to welcome him to sit by your side, but both your voice and hand were interrupted mid-air by the loud setter

"Iwa! She lied to us! She didn't bake those chocolate cookies she gave us on Valentine's! She tricked us with store-bought love!" Oikawa held his friend by the shoulders, shaking him back and forth; which gained him to be promptly pushed away by his best friend

"Of course, she can't bake for shit" he shrugged the comment of as he sat down with you

"At least try to phrase it better" you said with a sigh of dissappointment

"It's true tho, my mouth still remembers the bitterness of your first attempts" Iwa shivered at the thought of it "I think my tooth has a dent or something"

You laughed a bit at your friend's attitude, not really minding his words (after all, he was definately right, your cookies were awful), yet the nice atmosphere fell down heavily at a certain's boy sight

"She gave you her cookies?"

You raised your eyes at him and bit your lip, almost feeling bad at what you could only assume was your friend look of utter betrayal

"Don't make it a bigger deal than it was" you rolled your eyes gently "He was just passing by my house and caught me baking..."

"Or trying to" Iwa interrupted you with a smile to which you responded with a very friendly gesture of sticking your tongue out

You both laughed at each other, which in fact did not help to stop Oikawa's heart from sinking

"But I wanted to taste your love!" He finally sat down in defeat, hiding his face into his arms

Your eyes met iwa's, asking almost thelepatically what one is supposed to do in this type of moments where the setter seemed to turn back into a toddler; to which he so helpfully answered back with a shrug

"Ignore it" he mouthed, continuing the casual conversation with you as if his best friend wasn't the one pouting by his side

Soon enough, oikawa forgot about the whole thing and joined back into the talk

You had to admit, you were jealous of the understanding and bond they shared; they knew each other so well that they could tell what the other was thinking and how they would react. It was different for you though, and you couldn't shake the thought of oikawa wanting to eat something made by you.

But well, it's not like you hadn't actually tried.

"Did you kill a baker?" He widened his eyes at your face full of flower

Your kitchen table was full of burnt dough as you sat down mindlesdly looking at, quickly standing up at your friend's presence

"Jesus, make some noise while you walk" you sighed "don't make fun of me please, i'm embarassed enough"

"Are these..?" He held a small piece of your failed creations between his fingers

"I wanted to make you guys something" you sat back down, defeated and hiding your shame between your hands "For Valentine's day"

"I feel flattered" he threw the burnt cookie up only to catch it again "but i think there are enough rocks in my yard" he joked

"Hah hah" you rolled your eyes with an annoyed laughter

You heard a loud crunch and raised your gaze up quickly

"Crap! These are rocks" he complained

"Dude! Don't eat that!" You grabbed the cookie back from him

"Are you using cement instead of milk or something?"

"Was i meant to use milk?" You tilted your head, confused and worried

He couldn't help but snicker "You are definately not good at this"

"I know" You sighed "i just wanted to do something myself again...he seemed to like it before" you felt a soft warmth rise to your cheeks, if your face had gotten red, iwaizumi had been nice enough not to tease you about it

"I'm still offended Santa didn't give me anything" he joked "i was a damn good kid all year long"

"Excuse you?" You widened your eyes "I gave you a keychain, a matching keychain, you match me, it's a friendship keychain. We are friends and match"

He snickered again, to which you rolled your eyes at "He won't mind, you know?" Iwaizumi said softly "i'm sure that as long as it's from you, he'll love it"

That had been a big fat lie

You were sitting at the gym's bleachers, looking down at the volleyball team end their training.

You heard Iwaizumi march up the stairs, startling you "what? I'm making noise while i walk" he joked

"I thought you said he wouldn't mind" you ignored his quip "He's still pouting"

"Well not even I can tell what the heck goes on inside his mind" He said as he sat down by your side, extending his legs and placing your notebook on top of his face "For all i know, he just enjoys your attention"

"Then how could i ever understand what he wants?" You hid your face between your knees

"Is he actually being petty to you about it?" He asked half-worried "i can make him act better if you need to"

You smiled at his protectiveness, raising your head up "No... Actually, I think i'm the one overthinking it" you sighed "I just wanted him to, you know"

You played nervously with your hair "He seemed really happy when he received them, i just wanted that. I didn't think he would mind if i didn't make them myself. He gets store-bought stuff from his fans all the time"

"Well, you're not a fan, are you?" He took the notebook off his face and placed it on your lap

You bit your lip down, he was right, you were definately not an Oikawa Tooru fan. So why were you so eager to get him to smile for you?

A loud volleyball hitting the wall got you both out of your thoughts, the setter had started his usual ritual of practicing his serve after training.

"Well, that's my cue" Iwaizumi stood up and waved goodbye as he walked down the stairs again, yelling at Oikawa "Don't you even dare start hitting that stupid ball Shittykawa! I want to go home now!"

You smiled as you heard your friends banter, yet you couldn't take the bad feeling off. Why did you want to make him happy so bad?

Little did you know, that was not what Iwa meant.

You gathered your things, smiling at the yelling still going on inside the volleyball court. Once an annoyed Iwa had gotten Oikawa to put all the team's equipment back inside the storage room, you three started your way home

"You know you don't have to stay until the end too" Iwa said to you "You're the one that actually lives away from school"

"Don't say that stuff! I enjoy having our precious friend cheer us on at practice" Oikawa surrounded your shoulders with one arm

You pushed him away inmediately though "You're sweaty" you said

"Are you looking for the record at breaking my heart?" He complained

As you three laughed and joked along the way, soon you reached the point in which you had to separate ways

"Hey" iwaizumi nudged his brown-haired friend with his elbow

"You seriously think i'm letting her take the train home?" He smiled, getting a raised eyebrow from you "i texted my mom as soon as we got out of the gym, we're taking you home"

His soft tone made you blush slightly

"Alright " Iwa raised his shoulders "text me when you get home" he said to you, messing your hair as a goodbye

"Sure mom" you joked, making him roll his eyes before he got inside his house

"What? That's so unfair, he always threatens to kill me when i call him that!" Oikawa said offended

You laughed at his expression, walking by his side to his house

"You know you don't need to take me home everytime, right?" You held your backpack close to your body in a fragile attempt to not sound embarrassed

"You should know by now that there's no way i'm letting you go alone" he smiled sweetely

"Honestly" You sighed, stopping in front of the Oikawa residence "I'm still not sure how your mind works"

He stopped too

You could see the sudden change of attitude in him "you know .."he raised an arm up, placing it at the back of his head "i don't actually care about the cookies not being homemade"

Silence fell for a few seconds between the two of you, your eyes glued to his gaze

"..." You widened your eyes, suprised and annoyed "Then why the heck would you make a big deal of it?!" You gently hit the side of his shoulder and his face suddenly went red. His arm jolted back down, as if your scream had made his often-drifting mind go back to earth

"Well it's -" he nervously placed his arms in front of himself "you're so easy to tease and i-" he sighed "well, it's not as if i was lying, you know? I actually wanted to taste something you made"

You pouted in annoyance "Well i wanted you to" you crossed your arms, avoiding to meet his gaze

You were utterly oblivious to the effect you had on him

His cheeks went red and his hands felt sweaty "Still, anything you give me makes me happy"

Your face felt warm now too, yet you couldn't help but snicker at his expression "You're so annoying"

You both smiled at each other, walking inside his home.

That smile right there, those heartful moments with you was what made him crazy.

Your smile, the way you could go from insulting him to teasing him so easily, and the way you wanted him to be happy about something you had simply given him as a friendship gesture.

He decided to keep inside his actual thoughts, for the sake of your mental peace.

What killed him wasn't that the cookies were store-bought, but that he was actually expecting them to be a long-run confession.

Had he been childish and naive? Sure, but the earlier conversation you both had before was still making his heart and brain confused

"Your cookies were amazing" he smiled as he was sitting down at the picning table with you, "When will you make me more?"

He thought about holding your hand for a second, you were so close to him that he wondered if you would even mind if he decided to break the distance even more

He should, right? It wouldn't be weird or anything, you had been hanging and going out really often nowadays

Yet, before his pinkie could even reach yours:

"What?" You raised your gaze from your notebook "oh crap, dude i didn't bake those" you tilted your head to the side "I bought chocolate for all my friends. I only made the small gift bags i gave them in"

Friends

Jesus, he had definately been stupid

"sorry, what?"

He felt bad for making you worry; but he couldn't help it, you were just so cute.

Besides, he didn't actually meant to make a scene out of it, he just panicked- he wasn't just going to admit to you he had stupidly thought it was a confession from you! Let alone that he had been overly affectionate and clingy for that reason too!

The thought of him going around thinking you were some kind of situationship while you were sweetely been thinking as him as a friend made him felt even more stupid (let alone bad, since he hadn't even bothered to ask you if you viewed him the same way, which made his guilt even bigger).

He had spent all day long deflecting and trying to play it cool.

He wondered if you could ever understand the effect you had on him; he hadn't even known you made those cute gift bags yourself and yet the small token had already earned a special place on his nightstand.

Jesus had he been an idiot.

Well, it was useless to worry about that whole mess up now.

He couldn't let a little slip up make him quiver, he had to start practicing for white day.

After all, he wanted to be the one doing something for you now.

Maybe, if he was lucky enough, you would think the same way he did on Valentine's day; only this time, it wouldn't be a misunderstanding.

🅱🅾🅽🆄🆂

Next monday, you had gathered the courage to bring homemade cookies to school for Oikawa

"Crap" he spit out a piece "You really can't bake for shit"

Naive and stupid Oikawa, let's hope he can start to get used to those punches of yours before white day.

Not that you could make him change his mind anyways.

#hq oikawa #oikawa tōru #haikyuu oikawa #oikawa x reader #oikawa tooru #oikawa fluff #blunt!reader #haikyuu #aoba johsai #aoba josai x reader #aoba jōsai

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clairdelunelove · 2 years

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Dating Collegekyoutani! Headcanons Pt.I

kyoutani kentarou x reader

genre: fluff

warnings: slightly suggestive?

synopsis: had a couple ideas on what dating collegekyou! would be like! headcanon style!

a.n. another brainrot because I can't get university kyoutani out of my mind! I'll probably add to this as college courses start back up and I gain motivation <3

dating collegekyoutani! would include lots of early mornings where you’re knocking on his door

he’s still fast asleep, covered in his blankets while nudging a pillow underneath his chin

caught a case of blasting music until 2 in the morning because he wasn’t able to fall asleep

you’ll have to knock a couple times, mostly panicking because he’ll be late to his morning classes if he doesn’t get up right now

not knowing who it is, he’ll grumble out a, “hol’ your shit” while shrugging on an old shirt that’s strewn over the armrest of his chair

yes.

he sleeps in dark sweatpants and goes shirtless because it’s more comfortable to him

don't ask why.

he’ll yank the door open, frustration etched onto his face because someone just ruined his restless sleep, but then his eyes widen when it’s you- standing at the entryway of his dorm room and clad in the cutest outfit he’s ever seen

and no, he will never admit that every outfit you wear is disgustingly cute

“time to wake up,” you’d grin at him while he’s short circuiting, “and good morning, kyou.”

first off, it’s way too early for him to even comprehend that you’re literally here at this ungodly hour

second, he can't recall the last time anyone ever wished him a good morning

third, are you touching his hand right now?

sure enough, your fingers softly caress over kyoutani’s knuckles and he freezes at the touch before you’re teasingly scolding him with a, “you’re supposed to say it back, ya know.”

he’s clearing his throat, eyes darting from your fleeting touches on his hand and your bright smile, but manages out a pathetic, “mornin’.”

“good,” you’d hum in contentment before flashing him the watch on your wrist, “you have class in fifteen minutes.”

shit—

“and when you’re finished getting ready I’ll give you your good morning kiss,” you shyly mention with the hopes of motivating him to hurry.

it’s almost humiliating how fast kyoutani closes the door (not before telling you to wait for him) and scrambles over to the bathroom to brush his teeth with newfound vigor

dating collegekyoutani! means you never wait on him after class

he’s surprisingly on time to pick you up after each of your classes throughout the week

absolutely can not let you wait on him

makes it his goal to memorize your schedule so he doesn’t have to constantly check his phone about where the buildings are at

would glare (or curse) at anyone that got in his way while he was on his way to pick you up

“watch it,” he’d bark out while narrowly avoiding a duo of students that were aimlessly chatting

throws in a threatening snarl for good measure before he’s darting away because his pretty girl is texting him

^they’d be traumatized by it for the rest of their lives

imagine dark leather-clad kyoutani standing beside the entryway of your classroom while you’re bounding up to him— the definition of excitement as a smile stretches on your lips

he’s murmuring a quick, “how’d your class go,” while he plucks your backpack off of your shoulders and slings it over his own (basically second nature to him)

dating collegekyoutani! includes lots of handholding!

doesn’t matter when or where— this man will always have his hands on you

his love language is definitely physical touch so he craves the feeling of you being close to him

whether he’s snaking his arm around you to tug you closer or running his fingers over your hips, this man is at peace knowing that you’re safe with him

when you’re walking on campus with him he’ll nonchalantly thread his fingers with yours

he’d MELT if you decided to loop your pinky with his— it’s just so cute to him

if you tease him about it then kyoutani would pull his hand away to warn you for picking on him

“what was that, doll?” he’d ask while shoving his hands in his pockets

the corners of his lips would lift into a taunting smirk

“kyou!”

loves to hear you whine as your hands desperately claw at his to continue holding hands

it works every time

dating collegekyoutani! causes you to smile whenever he keeps you company

surprisingly enough, he’s unintentionally hilarious

if you’re having a bad day or the vibes are just off– he’s uncomfy when you’re not content/happy

does everything in his power to see you crack a smile

he’d hesitantly bring up something that happened during his classes or his shift at work

doesn’t matter what it is (i.e. he’d share whether a student was running late to class and caused a commotion)

attempt to tell you a joke— to which you don’t understand at first— so he’s awkwardly trying to explain it and the way the tips of his ears tinge red is usually enough to elicit an amused grin

if you’re having a headache during a cold day then he’ll fling his hoodie towards you

you’d probably resort to sarcasm to cover up the blush on your cheeks, “wow, this’ll definitely help cure my migraine.”

“on second thought,” he’d instantly snap back at you and grab the back of the hoodie he just threw, “gimme that shit back.”

you’d have to apologize with a, “i’m kidding, kyou!” and tug him down for a kiss before he lets you wriggle away from him

little do you know, as you’re sticking your arms through the sleeves, that he’s fighting off a satisfied smile

dating collegekyoutani! is an amazing choice for when you forget to take care of yourself

he knows that you’re extra stressed because it’s finals week

ALWAYS treats you to food so he knows you’re eating

“just pick what you want”

he doesn’t mind what you pick because he’s already got a good amount of funds left in his bank account from his on-campus job

plus

with the way your face dazzles at the sight of colorful desserts, kyoutani isn't really worried about picking up more shifts to earn cash

he’s surprisingly doting too

the type to motion you towards him with a single finger while you’re recalling details about your day

adores listening to your voice and his eyes would absentmindedly drift to your glossy lips

“c’mere,” he’s saying and a pleased hum escapes him when you’re so obedient to his every word

it makes his warm all over

uses his thumb to swipe up the cream at the corner of your lips

he’d lick the cream off of his thumb while holding eye contact with you

offhandedly throws in a “so messy, baby”

100% KNOWS that it drives you crazy so he always does it

lowly chuckles, the sound drives shivers up your spine, as you’re sputtering out the remainder of your story about your day

he’d also bring you coffee or tea (whichever you prefer!) after classes if he knows you need it

doesn’t want to overload you on caffeine but knows the pick-me-up is appreciated!

while you’re sipping away on your cup he’s already crushing an empty can of a monster energy drink

when it’s cold out (aka you have classes during the fall or winter semesters!) and you forget your jacket— don’t fret!

kyoutani will lightly scold you for it, mumbling out, “you knew it’d be cold today,” but still drapes his leather jacket over your shoulders

he knows it’s not ideal to keep you warm but it’ll have to work for now

yes. you are correct if you assumed that kyoutani brings a spare jacket after this instance

you’re instantly worried because he’s only in a t-shirt despite the frigid weather

“but,” you hurriedly attempt to shrug off the jacket, “you’ll be cold, kyou-”

if you even TRY to take it off all he’ll do is raise an inquisitive brow and that’s enough to stop you

when you tug the jacket closer to you, it smells graciously of pinewood mixed with another musky scent

it’s intoxicating enough to make you lightheaded during class as your mind is filled— entirely— of kyoutani

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animereactsbybkemk · 6 months

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Haikyuuu Boys React/ Respond to them cheating:

Character: Oikawa (Cheater) Genre: Angst to Fluff Warnings: Cussing, Nicknames used, bulling implied Notes:You do NOT end up with Oikawa, You end up with someone else Note 2: No gender mentioned for Y/N Key: R/N- Random Name, Y/N- Your Name Please let me know if you guys like this form or if you'd prefer the text picture form.

It had been a week since Aoba Johsai had lost the Spring Qualifiers to Karasuno. Since the loss Oikawa had been very distant. You figured he was just dealing with a lot and had been giving him his space. Today though, you decided you would go surprise him with cuddles and bring him some milk bread (since it was his favorite after all). You arrived at his house, knocking and then entering quietly incase he was asleep.

You- Hey Babe! It’s me.

You- Kawababe? It’s me. I brought milk bread.

You waited for a response and decided to go check his room after not hearing anything, thinking he might be asleep.

As you crept closer to his room you heard muffled noises and noticed the door was slightly agar. You pushed the door open slowly and the scene before you broke your heart.

You- Kawa…

Oikawa- Y/N!! What are you doing here? I... It’s not what it looks like, I swear.

In front of you was your “loving” boyfriend and R/N, the head girl of the Oikawa fangirl club in bed together (doing yknow what).

R/N- What do you mean its not what it looks like, babe? It is exactly that. He doesn’t need you anymore. We all know you could never be what he needed. That’s why he came to me after the loss. That’s why he’s been avoiding you. He’s been with me ALL week.

You- Was I not enough...? >You asked tears streaming down your face<

Oikawa- You are more than enough I swear! Please let’s talk about this! Let me make it up to you.

You- NO!!! We only ever made one promise and you broke that. You broke my trust and that isn’t something I can just get passed. Out of everyone to cheat with… R/N… Knowing how insecure she constantly made me feel and how horrible she treated me for dating you. You really said hit them where it hurts. Well, you succeeded congrats. Incase you didn’t get the memo we’re through and fuck you… Fuck you both.

With that you left his house tears streaming down your face. So hurt and betrayed. Oikawa tried to follow you, calling your name but you ignored him running home to hide away in your room.

-Time Skip 2 Weeks-

You hadn’t been going to school. You knew you couldn’t keep skipping but you just weren’t ready to face everything yet. You did try going back to school once two days ago, but that didn’t go well. At this point the whole school knew about what happened and the fangirl club was more brutal toward you then ever. Rubbing the whole thing in your face and reminding you how Oikawa deserves better.

The team themselves had reached out several times to check on you and apologizing. They went as far as showing up at your house, but you couldn’t face them. You knew it wasn’t their fault it just hurt to bad. You loved them you just couldn’t face them, though you really did miss them.

Oikawa kept reaching out and trying to talk to you, that was part of the reason you felt you couldn’t go back to Seijoh. You didn’t want anything to do with him. Right after everything happened Oikawa called and texted like crazy until you blocked him, every text left unread, and every voicemail left unheard. He even came to your house one time but after hours of pleading to see you with no avail he went home.

You decided switching schools was the best choice. Though you were scared and moving schools especially during third year wasn’t normal and wouldn’t be easy you felt it was the right choice. You decided to use this as an opportunity to apply to the school you were too scared to apply to when you were originally looking at schools.

Now here you are, reading your acceptance letter to the Shiratorizawa Academy. Shiratorizawa is very difficult to get into and it was really hard to convince them to even let you take the entrance exam, but once they saw your scores it was an easy yes for them.

You start Shiratorizawa tomorrow, you decided it was time to reach back out to Seijoh and say your final goodbyes. You texted Iwaizumi and asked him to meet, just him. Iwaizumi was quick to say yes and was over to your house in ten. You answered the door and immediately hugged him, you secretly missed him the most. You two were quite close before everything because he was Oikawa’s best friend after all.

Iwaizumi- Y/N its good to see you again. How are you? Shittykawa is an absolute dumbass and I’m sorry for what he did. The team has shunned him since it happened. None of support him and his decision.

You- Iwa he’s your best friend, I know were friends, but you can still be friends with him. I know you were his friend first. Plus, I actually asked you hear to tell you to let the team know I’m really going to miss them, and I hope you all keep working hard. I am doing something for myself to help me heal. I’m transferring schools. So you guys don’t have to choose between us.

Iwaizumi- You’re transferring schools? Where? And we all still want to be your friends and in your life too.

You- Were all still friends, you guys can text me and we can still all hang out anytime. I just need some time to adjust to my new school.

Iwa stayed and you guys hung out for a couple hours before he went home.

-Timeskip to next day (Monday)-

Today you started your new school. The day went by quickly and was quite smooth. You even made a few friends. This new start made you happy. It was just what you needed. On your way out you heard the noise, the noise you loved so much. The noise you’ve missed for the past few weeks. You unconsciously found yourself walking toward the sound of sneakers squeaking and balls hitting the floor. Without realizing it you found yourself outside the volleyball gym, and couldn’t help but peak in. You watched awed by the team in at work in front of you.

Tendo- Hey, are you a fangirl?

Tendo came up behind you startling you. Jumping you turned to face to face with the red hair boy.

You- Oh no, sorry. I’m actually new here. I was really close to the volleyball team at my old school and unconsciously followed the sound here. Sorry.

Tendo- Well it’s great to meet you. I’m Satori Tendo third year, middle blocker.

You- Oh Yea!! You’re that really awesome guess blocker, right? Your blocks are like scary accurate. I’ve always wanted to see you up close. I’ve seen you play but to be up close is something totally different.

Tendo- Wow, thank you. Why don’t you come in and watch… um?

You- Y/n L/N, third year as well.

With that Tendo led you in and you watched practice. After practice Tendo introduced the team to you. They were pretty intimidating at first but they slowly got to know you and they were actually quite nice. You ended up hanging out with them all the time. Slowly you lost touch with the Seijoh players, not intentionally but everyone was busy and you guys hadn’t seen each other in months. Besides you were very busy, Tendo kept the whole team on there toes.

One day you finally told the team everything and explained why you switched schools. They were all there for you and it only made there hatred for Oikawa stronger. Slowly you found yourself healing and even possibly falling in love again.

You were watching the team practice, currently they were on a break.

Tendo- So, are you going to tell him?

You- What are you talking about Tendo?

Tendo- You know exactly what I’m talking about.

You- I really don’t.

Tendo- Its obvious (to me at least) that you like him. You should tell him.

You- >Flustered< Huh? What are you talking about? Confess to who?

Tendo- Wakatoshi-kun duh.

You- >Your face is now beet red< I do NOT have a crush on Ushiwaka. Besides he wants to focus on volleyball and doesn’t have time for dating; which I TOTALLY respect.

Tendo- I mean honestly doesn’t hurt to try. You never know he might just make an exception to date you. After all he totally likes you back. Show that Oikawa dude you don’t need him anymore.

You- What are you talking about?

Tendo- Ushijima is my best friend, I know him better than anyone. I can read him like a book. He may seem stoic and emotionless, but he likes you trust me.

You- Fine, fine I’ll do it. I mean he at least deserves to know how I feel. He’s been nothing but good to me and he deserves the truth.

After practice you pulled Ushijima to the side.

Ushiwaka- Hello Y/N. Did you need something?

You- Yes actually. Listen before I say this I don’t want it to ruin our friendship. You are very important to me Ushiwaka. Promise it won’t ruin things, please.

Ushiwaka- Okay, I promise. Now what is it?

You- I know you want to focus on volleyball, and I respect and support that one hundred percent. I know how important a career in volleyball is to you, but graduation is quickly approaching and before we leave I want you to know… Ushijima I have feelings for you… I like you… in more than a friend way.

Silence filled the space between you, causing you to become super flustered and nervous.

You- I totally get it and I hope this doesn’t ruin anything. I just wanted to be honest with you. I…

Ushiwaka- Y/N, I believe I like you as well. As more than a friend. Would you consider going on a date with me?

You and Tendo at the same time- YES!!!

You- AHHHH! Tendo!!! What are you doing here?

Tendo- I couldn’t not come see my two best friends finally get together. And its all thanks to my amazing advice.

You- More like you crazy persistence. >You all laugh at that<

That weekend you and Ushijima went on your date, which went amazing. It was everything you could have dreamed of and more. He was a total gentleman. After the date Ushijima asked you to officially be his and of course you said yes.

-Time Skip 2 weeks-

You were hanging out with Tendo, Ushijima, Semi, Goshiki, and Shirabu (though he was dragged here by Semi and Goshki). The rest of the team was suppose to meet you guys in an hour or so for a date turned whole team hang out (thanks to Tendo). You guys were hanging in the park when you hear someone calling your name. You look up to see most of the Seijoh volleyball team.

Oikawa- Hey, Y/N could we um talk? Please?

The team tried to talk but you cut them off.

You- Sure.

You stepped off to the side with Oikawa while the others started talking amongst themselves.

You- What is it Oikawa?

Oikawa- It’s been a while… how are you?

You- I’m fine. How are you?

Oikawa- I’m doing okay, I guess. Really miss you though. You transferred to Shiratorizawa?

You- Yes.

Oikawa- That’s cool. I know it was you first choice for schools, but you didn’t think you’d make it. Glad to see you prove yourself wrong.

You- Thank you. Now what did you want Oikawa?

Oikawa- I wanted to apologize for everything. You were so good to me and you didn’t deserve what I did to you. >He reaches out and brushes your arm<

You quickly pull back from him.

You- Oikawa, thank you and I accept your apology but please don’t. We are through, done for good.

Oikawa- Please Y/N one chance that’s all I ask.

You- Oikawa I… I can’t I have a boyfriend.

As if on cue Ushijima walked over and wrapped his arm around you.

Ushijima- Oikawa

Oikawa- (directed at Ushijima) Ushiwaka…(directed at you) you’re dating him… aren’t you Y/N?

You- Yes, he’s everything I ever dreamed of and more. Sorry Oikawa. Hope you find happiness one day. Sorry, that’s just not me.

Oikawa- I understand… Also Ushiwaka, hurt her and I will personally kick your ass, got it? Don’t make the same mistake as me. Cherish her and hold her close.

After that you all returned to the group. You informed everyone that you and Ushijima were dating. Everyone continued catching up before parting ways. After everything you and Ushijima walked to his house together.

On the walk out of no where Ushijima blurts

Ushiwaka- I love you.

You- You what ?

You ask as you stop in your tracks. Ushijima turns grabs your hands looks you in the eyes and says it again.

Ushiwaka- I love you Y/N.

You- I… I love you too Ushi.

You guys continued home. Honestly, Oikawa really hurt you but in some ways you had to thank him. Without him you may never have found your way to the love of your life.

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rintarousgirl · 8 months

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❀ - HAUNTING ME

01. Y/N’S GIRLIES

❀ - SYPNOSIS

y/n and hanamaki are best friends, or at least, you were in high school. growing up, you always had the biggest crush on your childhood best friend hanamaki takahiro, but after an unfortunate fallout between the two of you, you promised yourself you wouldn't let your feelings be toyed like that again. that is, until you run into him years in the future. now, you're both very successful models, stuck in the same PR photo shoot. after being featured on the cover of multiple fashion magazines, fans love the dyanmic between you two and your managers set up a pr relationship. how could you deal with hanamaki takahiro, your cruel ex from high school, now butting into your career? simple answer is, you couldn't.

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fun facts !

❀ - semi and yachi like to be very ambiguous about their relationship online, but they both know their feelings for each other are 100% platonic. it's just fun to confuse semi's fans.

❀ - ms aiko is y/n's manager, who y/n doesn't always get along with very well.

❀ - semi regularly brings y/n food, that's why he has a name card he can show at the gate for clearance when dropping things off for y/n.

❀ - SYPNOSIS

a/n: so, um, i know i said i'd wait till AFTER "i wanna be yours" is finished to publish this, but i was so excited to get it out and the next finishing chapters for "i wanna be yours" are going to take a while anyway, and i want to keep interest up for this so...hope u all enjoy! <3

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katszumi · 5 months

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“haji?” his name escaped your lips in a whisper.

the lamps from the street lit up the night sky, the stars from above doing it’s best to keep the night awake. still, darkness surrounded the area, only dark figures could be depicted from their eyes.

you could only guess it was close to midnight from the way the moon shone and the cold slap of wind that gushed your way. however, the quick warmth of your face and the rapid throb inside of your chest disregarded the chills.

iwaizumi analyzed you, his eyes wandering your body as if you were a stranger.

“haji, what are you doing here?”

his lips parted, he wanted to answer you, but he wasn’t even sure why he ran to your house at midnight. he just needed to see you.

“my flight is tomorrow.” he announced like you hadn’t known. all of the third years celebrated one final time before his departure, resulting in endless laughter and tears. as much as he didn’t want to admit it, he didn’t want to leave japan behind, because you were still here.

“i know. that’s why you should be getting some sleep, you have a long day tomorrow.” you forced yourself to swallow; to eat away the gnawing feelings that were in the back of your throat aching to come out. you didn’t want to put that burden on him, especially at a bad time like this.

iwaizumi dryly chuckled. of course you were trying to care for him, but he could see the wistful look you gave him. he could tell you were tired due to the bags under your eyes, but your eyes were wide with adoration and hope.

he took a step forward, “you’re too kind, you know that?” his words soft. “can i sleep here tonight? i can’t wake up to an empty room, i just can’t.” he rambled.

without hesitation, you widened the door for him to come inside. you knew it probably wasn’t a good idea for him to stay, but, who were you to tell hajime iwaizumi no?

quickly, iwaizumi welcomed the warmth of your home to his body. his eyes traveled the rooms nearby, he took a mental screenshot, because who knew when was the next time he’d be here or if you even still lived here when he’d come back. he wanted to remember as much of you as he could, but he knew the figments of his memory just wasn’t enough.

he followed you to your bedroom, the two of you sitting next to each other on your queen-sized bed. he always loved the size of your bed, it seemed to fit him more than his own bed at home.

“i’m sorry for knocking at your door so late.” he apologized, his eyes finally settling in to the dimly lit room. he could now make out your features that he was so infatuated with.

“don’t worry about it. i’ll always answer the door for you, haji.” and god, he loved the way his name fell from your lips. like you were destined to say only his name only.

iwaizumi sighed, “america is going to suck without you or oikawa there. it’s like i have to start all over again, just without the company of you two.” he confessed.

your hand found his, gently grabbing it and rubbing circles against his rough skin. you could feel the callouses that were starting to form on his palm, most likely from lifting weights.

he allowed you to fiddle with his hands, he found solace in your touch. his eyes closing for the first time tonight.

“you’ll do great in america. you’ll find new friends and new company to keep you busy. who knows, you might even find someone you’re interested in.”

immediately, his eyes flew open, his head turning to face you. haven’t you realized that it was you he was interested in. it was you that won his heart years ago.

“wha—“ you said from his sudden turn, wondering if you said something wrong, but he interrupted you before you could finish.

“i don’t want to do that. i don’t want to find someone i’m ‘interested’ in. it’d be useless anyway.” he murmured the last part.

now your ears piqued at his comment.

“what do you mean it’d be useless?”

he paused. “i’d be searching for you in every girl i’d meet.” iwaizumi declared. “that’s why i’m here, y/n. it crushes my soul that i’m leaving you behind. i want you by my side, i feel empty whenever you’re not.”

you could’ve sworn that you heard a sniffle emit from the male beside you, but you knew not to comment on it, or he’d probably end the conversation right there.

you cupped his cheek with your hand, a half smile forming on your face. only you were able to see this side from him; the affectionate, tender side that no one else have been able to witnessed.

“it breaks my heart you’re leaving me too. but i know you’re destined for great things. but i know you’ll be able to visit and i’ll always be a call away. it hurts me knowing my two soulmates are moving thousands of miles away. but i can’t be selfish, haji. it’s not about me.” you protected your feelings, because you knew if it turned into more, the morning would be too much of a heartbreak.

iwaizumi shook his head. “but i want you to be,” he pleaded. “i don’t want to get on that plane tomorrow morning with regret because i didn’t have enough courage.”

“courage for what?” it was a stupid question. you knew what he meant, but you were so nervous.

“to tell you i love you.” his eyes searched you for any discomfort, the words almost causing him to have a heart attack. iwaizumi knew he was bad with feelings, especially with how he dawned this proposal onto you a night before he leaves for another country.

but if he didn’t tell you now, he wasn’t sure if he would even board the plane tomorrow morning.

disregarding your feelings before, you leaned into his touch, your nose touching his. you could feel his breath hitch, the warmth of him radiating onto you. your free hand cupped the other side of his cheek as you pressed your lips onto his. years of emotions spilled from the delicate kiss you shared, like a river overflowing its bank.

and you two laid there, peppering slow kisses on each other’s faces, wiping the tears that slipped from both of your eyes.

iwaizumi knew more than before that he was so terribly smitten with you, but he wished that his final hours with you weren’t ticking away with a plane ticket to america with his name on it.

—

ahhh there’s nothing like a man who’s bad at expressing feelings till the last minute🤌🏽

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sassycheesecake · 11 months

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In honor of Iwa-chan‘s birthday today, a small os for my bestie @rukia-uchiha-98 ❤️

Warnings: mentions of blood

You’re already in a bad mood when your friend drags you to a volleyball game that your school is having.

Aoba Johsai against Karasuno.

Now, if it were an actual match, you‘d understand her hype a lot more but the thing is, she really wants to watch that smug bastard Oikawa play.

Neither you or your friend knows anything about volleyball though, it’s just an excuse to watch pretty sweaty high school boys play ball and run around.

Pulling you by your uniform to some free places along the side of the gym hall, you and your friend sit down.

As soon as your friend spots the Captain of Aoba Johsai, she squeals in excitement and shakes you a little bit by the shoulders.

Letting her do what she wants, you just sit there with an annoyed expression and wait for her to calm down.

In the beginning, you watch the ball going to your team‘s field and the opponent‘s field but after a while, you get bored, so you fish your phone out of your hand.

Swiping through your homescreen, you open your Pinterest app to look at some more Satoru Gojo fanart to distract yourself.

All of sudden, your friend next to you screams out your name and she ducks to the side.

Before you can even react, an extremely heavy force lands on your face, making you see a white light for the moment.

Only a few seconds later, a vastly pain spreads through your face.

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God (Y/N) are you okay?!“ A shrieking voice rings in your ear.

You barely acknowledge your friend‘s voice, as you hold on to your nose with your hands, when you felt a warm wetness against your hands.

Slowly pulling your hands back, you see blood covering your hands.

Due to your huge shock, your feel a lot of tissue papers being shoved into your face, covering half of it.

„Owwww….“ you mumble out.

„(Y/N)! SPEAK TO ME! WHAT YEAR IS IT?!“

„2012 and stop screaming in my ear, I am right next to you. Oh gosh this hurts so bad.“

„Oh sorry… let’s go to the nurse‘s office, maybe she can give you some ice.“

With both of you heading out to the gym to the school nurse‘s office, you hear a voice shouting behind you.

„HEY WAIT!“

Both turning around, you see a muscular guy in his Aoba Johsai uniform running towards you with the number „4“ on the front of his shirt.

His dark brown hair is slightly spiked up, it reminds you a little bit of a cute hedgehog.

The sweat is slightly running down on his face, his cheeks red from probably running after you.

His face shows deep concern and big regret and you can guess from his guilty face that he was the one that slammed the volleyball into your face.

Your friend is just as much as in shock like you, surprised that the Wing Spiker followed the two of you.

„Are you… are you okay?“ He pants when he stands in front of you.

„I uh… I am okay… just in pain…“ You retort.

„(Y/N) I will leave you be, since Iwaizumi is here, text me later what the nurse says.“ Your friend farewells you with a smirk on her face.

As you and the volleyball player stare after your friend, you mentally curse her for her devious smirk.

When the brunette turns around to look back at you, he frantically starts apologizing.

„I am really sorry, I-I uh…-“ You gently interrupt him.

„It’s not your fault that the ball flew in my direction, unless of course you did that on purpose, then I will slam a ball into your face.“ You threaten with a dangerous tone in your voice.

He looks even more horrified at the thought of him doing it on purpose.

„No! I swear! I tried receiving the ball from the opponent and it bounced off and flew with an incredible amount of speed into your direction.“ He mutters with a redness on his cheeks.

You hum at his explanation.

„We‘ll just blame physics then.“ You try to smile beneath the bloodied tissues, getting into the nurse‘s office.

The handsome looking stranger mirrors your smile, follows you into the room after making sure you’re okay with it because he still feels bad for your probably broken nose.

After the nurse has checked out your nose, she confirms that it is indeed broken and tells you to go to the hospital to have it checked out. She did give you some pain medication and a cold compress to hold against your nose. Luckily your nose stopped bleeding.

Both of you exiting the office, you notice you don’t even know his name, so you ask for it.

„Call me Hajime.“

„What a beautiful name. I‘ll see you around Hajime. Thank you for accompanying me.“

„Goodbye (Y/N), I‘ll see you around.“ Iwaizumi blushes a bit around his cheeks, the tips of his ears gushing red as well.

You part your ways, with you heading home and Iwaizumi back to the gym.

With a small smile, Iwaizumi walks back to the gym, a tumbling feeling settling in his stomach, like his heart is making more jumps than usual.

When he reaches the locker room, he sees his teammates almost done with changing into their school uniforms.

Hanamaki notices Iwaizumi first when he walks in.

„So? Got her number?“ The Outside Hitter asks intrigued.

Iwaizumi frowns at that.

„What?“

„We saw you running after that girl like a headless chicken, don’t try to deny it, we followed you until you both went inside the nurse‘s office.“ Matsukawa explains.

„You guys have nothing better to do than spy on my personal life?“

„Nope.“ They all say in sync.

„Iwa-chan, can I be the best man at your wedding and tell your future wife that you still collect Godzilla merch like a 10 year old geek?“

Iwaizumi throws a bottle from the bench at Oikawa, who barely dodges it.

The rest of the team laughs at their banter, happy that Iwaizumi may have found someone special in his life.

@nerd-of-karasuno @wake-uptoreality @darthferbert

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satorisoup · 4 months

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“SNOWBALL FIGHT!”

˚✧₊ FT. TOORU OIKAWA

satorisoup christmas event! ⛄️

˚✧₊ A/N : i accidentally deleted the original ask oops!

˚✧₊ WARNINGS : f!reader. petnames (sweetheart).cursing. mentions of kissing (doesnt actually happen).

you walk hand in hand with oikawa down the quiet, icy streets. snow has littered the sidewalks from the night before, and the breeze has a chill that passes through your warm winter coat.

“it’s cold out, isn’t it?” he asks you, rubbing his hands together as if to create some warmth.

“well, it did snow, tooru.” you state matter-of-factly.

he looks at you with mock offense written on his face. he bends down as you continue to walk, a small smile on your lips before a harsh, cold “thwap!” hits your back.

you’re whipping your head around back to oikawa, his mouth tainted with a mischievous smile.

“snowball fight!” he yells, gathering another wad of icy snow onto his gloves, careful pats pressing it into a sphere.

“what the hell? i wasn’t prepared!” you say as you quickly grab a your own pile, making the same circle shape, before your arm is hit with yet another snowball.

“you gotta be quicker than that, sweetheart!” he shouts again, hands already forming another ball.

you’re now shoving balls of snow into your pockets, quickly running to oikawa, one after the other being thrown in his direction, and to your dismay, he manages to dodge every single one of them.

you’re now face to face with him, covered in flakes of snow from the previous attacks, heaving as you look at him.

“okay, that’s just unfair.” you say with your arms crossed.

“oh? do you want a kiss to make up for it?” he asks as he bends down to your level, close enough for you to feel his breath fan over your face. he leans in to capture your lips, and before he closes the gap, you take your opportunity.

your hand comes behind his head, smashing a snowball into his hair and he yelps. you giggle as you hold a hand over your stomach, laughter bubbling out of your chest.

“that’s betrayal! utter betrayal!” oikawa says as he holds the back of his head, shocked eyes and a small scowl that held no true anger.

your laugh dies down when you look at him, grinning before you mock,

“you’ve gotta be quicker than that, tooru.”

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hoeforinarizaki · 1 year

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AS DAYS GO BY.

Type: Scenario

Aoba Johsai x Dying!Fem!Reader (Whole Team)

Summary: Staying always by their side, the team had learned to always be by yours as well. But as days go by, sometimes even the best things in life haave to go very soon. Or so it is.

Warnings: Cursing, Death, Angst To Fluff, Ghosts

You sat, expressionless on the bench. Face leaning upwars to the sky, you enjoyed the calm peace the stars in the tranquil night had provided. Focusing quietly, your eyes darted around to look for the brightest one– you had always did that every single time you went stargazing.

"How beautiful." You mutter, as your eyes reflected the clear galaxy right above. Right it was. "Not as beautiful as you." Another voice comes along, and your head smoothly turns around to look at the culprit. Ah, of course. It's your team. Never once had they separated when they were around you. It was pretty obvious, but still sweet how they really just want to hang out with you. To be very honest...it was cute.

With a small smile twitching onto your mouth, you looked away. "Is that so..." Seems practice already ended. You just sat at the back of the gym, around the grassy hill at the back of the school. You enjoyed it since it was quiet, and no one was to bother. Standing up, Iwaizumi offers you a hand. You accept.

Times like these were so nice– always wanting things to stay this way with all those you loved, it just had you a good feeling. It is indeed the best though, isn't it? To feel so loved and accomplished. Every single minute that passed, you cherished them as much as they did with you. Hell, Seijoh loved you. Some confessed, but you never gave back an answer.

And the reason why...had come, during that day.

...

"Liar. Fucking liar." Oikawa stressfully states, his tears already theatening to spill out of his glistening eyes. The sound of a dangerous slow heart monitor was in tow, everyone else in the team standing right beside the hospital bed. So why didn't you even tell them? When you promised to always say what was on your mind? Did you not trust them enough?

You struggled to move, and yet smiled ever so softly as the captain began to cry. Yes...this was fine. Maybe you can't be happy anymore because this is happening– they still have a long life ahead of them and they can be the ones carrying out that happiness instead.

With a shakened sigh, you try your best to move you head to look at them all. "You knew it, didn't you...Kindaichi? Kunimi?" Knowing that they saw you collapse that day at school right before lunch. The horror visible to their faces, you could never forget that. Kindaichi's hands balled into fists.

"Why didn't you say anything?!" He shouts, and Kunimi grips his sshoulder to stop him from going even further. But the moment itself had already felt too heated. "Sorry...i guess it's just by bad luck huh?" You giggle. You always smiled. No matter how bad it all was, you always kept an optimistic attitude.

Is that why they're so drawn to you? And even so now, they're so awetruck on how you kept happy even though you're probably on the verge of death? "I don't understand you.." Kindaichi's voice cracks, and he backs off. The four third years were the only ones tearing up which was ironic, but the others had already been full on sobbing their hearts out. Why– why did it have to be you of all people? Their sweet, precious manager.

"Well..." You spoke, earning their attention. "I'm actually very sad right now. But what can i do about it? It's already happening, so i might as just smile to ease the pain a little." Softly speaking, you were slowly closing your eyes. Yahaba kept holding onto your hands as if it were the most important thing in the world, squeezing it tight not wanting you to have your rest just yet.

"No...i don't want you to leave." Watari mumbles, gripping his uniform pants tight. He was already crying, so nothing else really mattered anymore. It was all...just you. The fact you're dying right now and nothing could be done about it, hurt so much. "Please...don't take my sunshine away." Sobbing, Kunimi whispers to himself.

Beep.........beep.........beep.........

Time was moving forwards, there was no more going back now. Your breathing became more shallow, and this was not gone unnoticed by your friends. "(Y/N)." Hanamaki held onto the foot of the bed, not wanting to accept. No, no. Please don't–

With the weakest smile you could manage, your hand goes up to slowly caress Yahaba's tear stained face. Upon the action, he had began to cry even harder because of your weak stature. "Hey, i want you to do me..a favor. J-Just.." Your voice croaks, finally giving up the smile you had once had. "Since now i can't see you guys go to nationals...i want you to keep living until the day we must reunite with each other. Okay?" You began to slowen...

"Wait..(Y/N), don't leave..." Matsukawa mutters, barely looking at you at this point. His eyes were drooping down, not wanting to look at the you he had once known. Your voice kept replaying in their heads, not once faltering. Right. And yet, once the day comes they get to see you again, it'll take so long...

.........Beeeeeeeeeeep............

...So i guess now, it's time let go. Hysterical crying and begging could be heard inside the hospital that night. Even the nurses or the doctor themselves managed to pull those boys away from your body. The moment the next day came, they went home reluctantly as well. No one...felt motivated anymore.

What was volleyball again? Oh right, the sport they pursue. Every day at practice, they could barely even focus right while playing. Missing serves, bumping into each other, not having enough energy to save the ball...just everything. Oikawa felt the worst for not knowing your condition earlier. Why didn't his dumb brain realize you were suffering? Why did he not do anything before you collapsed that day..?!

Because of their unwilling selves, they were easily beaten by Karasuno and lost the privilege of being in nationals. Well then, guess this is how it ends. Sometimes things really don't go the way you want them to, really. It may be painful, but then again, no one can predict the future anyway.

"(Y/N)...(Y/N)...(Y/N)..."

The third years cried every night, chanting your name over and over and not a single day was even spared from their mourning. The second years were barely almost passing their exams due to pressure of your death. The first years? They never once stopped visiting your grave at all.

There was despair in their hearts, complete drowned in the sea of guilty and sadness. Was there hope? Maybe, but even if there was the chance of seeing you with them again was low as hell. So maybe that's why...

Maybe that's why they were so happy to see you again.

...

Now it was your time to cry. Surprisingly, almost more than 50 years later they came to you looking like they always did when you watched over them as close as you could be. Older, dashing and handsome men that you used to manage over. "Finally...reunited huh?" Caressing your cheek, Iwaizumi couldn't believe it. As they always say, your younger self will alway live on with you deep inside your heart. Even after death, comes eternal peace and wished youth.

"You still look like the (Y/N) we know." Matsukawa jokes, and you could only laugh by the intense happiness you genuinely felt. Now it was finally time for a genuine smile again. Rushing forward to group hug your favorite team, your arms were pulled and your feet almost tripped if it wasn't for Kentarō supporting your hips. Your face was flushed.

"What–?" Before you asked, a soft pairs of lips had taken your own, much to the dismay of the others. So soft...and it felt nice though it was slightly awkward. You guessed it to be Yahaba. Pulling back, Kentarō bonks him over the head. "I can't hold it back okay i missed her!" The brown haired boy argues.

Despite the time cut short, it was so much nicer to not be alone during the times you needed more them most. Guess sad endings didn't exist after all. Evem at the end of the day, after all the stress and tears shed, night will always come and give you the rest you always needed. And to reunite with your loved ones, was definitely a very good thing after all.

...

BONUS!

...

Looking around in boredom, you walked the streets of Tokyo as you always did when you wanted to see something fun. Yawning, you even wondered why being transparent and dead was cool. Nobody saw you so could try making pranks, but then you forgot you were basically gonna go through everything except your own supernatural friends.

"Hey, girlie!" Oikawa jumps to your side, almost scaring you shitless once you heard him. Sighing, you look at him with the most annoyed expression you could make. "What?" "Since we are technically ghosts now and nobody can see us, how about we have a little fun~?" "STOP IT ALREADY TOORU–"

Right in the distance, the boys prayed for their captain. "Damn, he got called by his first name. F in the chat guys." Hanamaki dramatically claps his hands. Watari snorts. "Poor guy indeed."

#aoba josai x reader #haikyu x reader #haikyuu!!#hanamaki x reader #haikyuu matsukawa #seijoh #yahaba x reader #seijoh x reader #dying au #ghost au #oikawa tooru #oikawa fluff #kyotani kentaro #shinji watari #aoba johsai #angst prompt #angst to fluff #comfort

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justmywriting1313 · 2 years

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|| MASTER LIST || (HAIKYUU)

If the 18+ sign is in brackets that means just that part of a multi-series is NSFW but if its not then the entire fic as in all the parts are above 18.

A- Angst/ F- Fluff/ S- Smut/ R- Requested/ H/C - Hurt/Comfort

☀︎ - Fem M/C ☼ - Male M/C ☽ - GN M/C

💜 - Personal Favourite

Full Fics

Referee’s dont fall in love Part 1, Part 2 (Osamu x Reader) ☀︎F/S 💜

Taken for Granted... Part 1, (MSBY 4 + Meian + Iwa x Reader) A/F ☽

Miscellaneous (Multi-characters):

Throw words out... Parts 1, filler, Part 2 (Suna x reader x Osamu) H/C ☽

Words once said cannot be unsaid... Part 1, Part 2 (Filler), Part 3 (Suna x reader x Osamu) A/F

His favourite places to kiss (Tsukishima x reader) H/C

Aggressively Affectionate (Sakusa x reader) H/C

Soft (Osamu x reader) F

Hq Brainrot (18+):

Hq Horny thoughts: Quickies? 18+ (Suna x reader x Osamu) ☀︎

Hq Horny thoughts: Panties? 18+ (Tendo x Reader x Ushijima) ☀︎

Prompt List Based:

14, 17, 138 with timeskip! Sakusa x reader TW ☽ A/H/C

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iisasarcasticlittleshite · 2 years

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Can you do a Kyotani x gn or male reader whos intimidating and they just go around scaring people just by standing there 😂😂

This, this I can do ;) The idea of this kind of relationship just makes me smile, Ken just being so comfortable with his partner that he doesn't give a flying fuck that the rest of the world looks at them like they crawled out of hell after Satan himself shat himself at the sight of them, haha.

I placed this in the anime timeframe, but I'd be up to doing a tattoo artist AU version if it's requested (mainly for self indulgent purposes hahah)

You and your boyfriend could best be described as what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immoveable object. Neither of you knows which is which anymore.

The day you two met, sparks flew and not in the most romantic sense. Both of you are fiercely competitive, but quickly learned that working together was far more entertaining than competing against each other.

Quite frankly, your teamwork scares the shit out of those around you.

You regularly waited outside the gym for Kyotani to finish practise, leaning against a wall and scrolling through your phone, minding your own business. Unbeknownst to you, Kentaro regularly waits an extra few minutes just out of sight to watch other students skirt around you as though you were likely to explode.

He finds it rather hilarious, and his heart swells with pride every time the two of you walk down the hall, his hand in your back pocket, your arm around him.

'Look, I know they've never actually done anything, but damn those two scare the crap outta me!' Kentaro tucks behind a corner upon hearing Kindaichi raving in the locker room. 'I mean, Mad Dog's bad enough on his own!'

Iwaizumi, who was stood by the door waiting for everyone to clear out so he could lock the door, rolled his eyes at the first year. 'If you're already scared o' Mad Dog, stay the hell away from (Y/N), they'll eat ya alive, big baby.'

'Don't act like you go anywhere near them, Iwa-chan.' Oikawa teased, pouting playfully. 'I still wonder what they said to you behind the gym that day, was it something naughty? Did they promise a mob hit?'

'Shut your face, Shittykawa!'

'Bag to vulgarity are we?'

Kyotani rolled his eyes, he had better things to do than listen to his team gossip. He didn't care that they jumped when he slammed his locker shut, reminding them all that he was still present before strutting out of the room.

You were waiting for him in outside the gym, head tilted up, watching for the stars you couldn't see past the light pollution, and you weren't alone this time.

There's a boy standing near you, not near enough to be in your personal space, fidgeting, trying to make himself taller despite his lack of ability to even look you in the eye.

'You gotta have somethin' under that tough act! Come on, back it up!'

You didn't even look at him, slowly pushing off the way, running a hand through your hair. The coward bounced back as though you were an animal, weary of your every move.

'The hell are you doing, my guy?' You drawled lazily, head cocked as you met his eyes with a crooked grin. 'Run along and be glad the only thing I did was report your ass.'

'What? You got a thing for nerds or something?!' The boy fidgeted himself into squaring up with you, watching your hands, stuffed in your pockets without a care.

'I just don't like bullies.'

Your tone alone gave Kyotani a clear picture of what was going on here. You had a habit of sticking your ore in when something you deemed unfair was going on, and you didn't give a flying fuck who you pissed off in the process.

It was rare that anyone had anything to say about it, but he recognises this boy as a transfer, only been at the school long enough to know who to bully.

You caught his arrival from the corner of your eye, and your grin only grew as your boyfriend sidled up to you, casually throwing his arm around you, eyes narrowed.

'As for me liking nerds, he's really more my type.'

The newcomer took one look at the two of you, and wisely recalled his survival instinct, though he couldn't resist trying to get the last word.

'Stay outta my business, punks.'

A laugh tumbled from your lips, and Kyotani grinned as he saw the boy stiffen as he walked away.

'Touch that kid again, and it'll be my business.'

The bully beat a hasty retreat after that, leaving Kentaro to plant an appreciative kiss to your warm cheek.

He doesn't say much, but makes up for it in his presence, his affections more physical than verbal.

His words are whispered for your ears only as the two of you start your walk home together without fear of the dark.

'You're hot when you talk like that.'

You headbutt him gently as you walk, taking your hand out of your pocket, replacing it in his. 'Well you're hot when you smoulder.'

'I do not "smoulder".'

'Brooding then.' He opens his mouth to argue, but you hurriedly shush him. 'Ah ah, don't you dare deny it. You sir, are a brooding King! If your brooding were widely known women would have brooding babies in your honour!'

'...What the fuck comes outta your mouth sometimes (Y/N)?'

'You're fault I'm sleep deprived, you ass.'

A tiny smirk curls his lips as both your faces grow warm. You fall into comfortable silence again, keeping winter's chill away from each other.

This is how you like it, the two of you against the word.

#kyotani x reader #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu fluff #gnreader #oikawa torū #iwaizumi hajime #kindaichi yuutarou #aoba jōsai #aoba josai x reader #also on ao3

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