#implied iwaoi

[chrysalind]

numeracy

pairing: hanamaki takahiro x reader x matsukawa issei wc: 2.7k tags: pre-relationship, fluff, light angst, angst w/ happy ending, polyam, jealousy, implied iwaoi

“Truth or dare?”

You grind the heel of your sandal into the already packed sand below your feet. The air in front of you, warmed by the bonfire, must be at least ten degrees hotter than the dark void of brisk summer night at your back.

Hanamaki knocks his knee against yours, as if to egg you on, and the heat in your cheeks only intensifies. You make a small note of correction: the difference in temperature must be closer to fifteen.

“Truth,” you reply, not even considering the alternative. A chorus of groans sound from the other students and you count eight pairs of eyes on you, sixteen in total. Most are half-lidded from drink, but Matsukawa’s, you note, as they lazily meet yours, are just always like that. The smirk he wears is foreboding.

“Have you ever—” he leans forward and you swallow. Others look on in bated breath.

“—been with more than one person at a time?”

You blink, confused by the openness of the question. “Like…sex?”

He shrugs and shadows move jauntily across his torso as he waves his hand. “Sex, relationships, whatever.”

He says it casually, like he’s asking you whether you prefer coffee or tea. Like the discussion of polyamory, is as simple and commonplace as saying you like both drinks, depending on your mood.

But maybe his demeanour is so startling to you because you’re so sorely lacking in experience. After all, it was just last year that you’d finally grown comfortable being that close with one person, much less two. Yes, two is a good number for you; even, divisible, and simple enough.

“No,” you shake your head, grateful for an easy answer. “I’ve never even… I’ve never even dated more than one person at once.” You punctuate your answer with a laugh—a short giggle that you force out of nervousness more than anything. Thankfully, others—and Hanamaki, to your right—react in kind.

The game moves on when you call upon Oikawa, who theatrically accepts the dare of taking a moonlit dip in the ocean. As he runs off toward the nearby shore, Iwaizumi, who makes a big show of groaning and standing up, stalks off into the dark after him, mumbling something about making sure he doesn’t drown himself.

Their departure pauses the game and drunken chatter breaks out among the group almost immediately.

“You cold?” Hanamaki asks, long lashes casting shadows atop his cheeks. In the light of the fire, you can see two of the three freckles that sit on his left cheekbone, forming the base of what you’d previously observed to be an almost perfect equilateral triangle.

“A little,” you admit, feeling the cider slosh in its can as you make a show of rubbing your bare upper arm.

He shrugs off his zip-up sweater and drapes it over your shoulders, blanketing you in its warmth. You revel in the feeling—in this display of kindness, of affection—that had only grown more frequent between the two of you in the past few weeks. He leans back, as if to appraise you in this state, and a soft maritime breeze ruffles his bangs. One, you think, is more than enough for you. Especially if the one happens to be Hanamaki.

Oikawa returns in the next minute, dripping wet and glorious, wearing a teeth-chattering grin that doesn’t relent until he’s parked squarely in front of the fire. He had evidently neglected to take off his clothes before running into the surf and was now wearing a soaked pair of board shorts and Iwaizumi’s hoodie.

The other boy isn’t far behind him, a long-suffering scowl on his features as he takes his previous place. No one mentions that his clothes are also noticeably damp in many places, but a few giggle.

“Now,” Oikawa says, sweeping his gaze across the circle of their peers. He pushes back a lock of sopping wet hair, the action far more charming than could be replicated by anyone else. He zeroes in on a girl near the periphery of their group; a doe-eyed track athlete who you’d never seen out of athleisure.

“Sumire,” he singsongs, drawing out all three syllables of her name, and she leans back, playfully rolling her eyes. From the way she sways, you can tell that she’s had a good amount to drink, not unlike everyone else.

“Dare,” she puts forward with a grin and a wave of oooh’s ripple throughout your small group.

Oikawa makes a thoughtful noise, the fire in front of him dialing the mischievous light in his eyes up to a ten. “I dare you to kiss either Haruka or…” He scans the group once more, never pausing until—

“…Makki.”

Your mouth goes dry as you watch the two men share a smirk. Beside Sumire, Haruka tosses her hair and laughs before jokingly dodging a kiss from the taller girl.

“I guess Haruka won’t kiss me,” Sumire sighs dramatically before standing up. She strides across the circle, the drink making her swaying look more alluring than clumsy. Jealousy roils in you stomach, bitter and acerbic and it takes all your willpower to keep your hands unclenched.

It takes her all of four steps to reach the two of you, her flip-flops stopping just short of the edge of your shared towel. She crouches down in front of Hanamaki, who holds her stare with his own amused gaze. In your peripheral vision, you can see the others watching eagerly, their cheeks high with colour. Even Iwaizumi can’t feign disinterest. Matsukawa’s eyes meet yours and he dips his chin, the evening shadows masking his expression.

“You okay with this?” you hear Hanamaki say, just a fraction louder than a whisper. You turn to him, hope ballooning in your chest, but he isn’t looking at you.

He isn’t looking at you at all.

So it’s a mystery why you remain rooted in place, his sweater around your shoulders, and a desperate, ugly feeling in your chest that only digs its claws in deeper as she leans in.

He tilts his head to receive her and you watch—you all watch—as the kiss unfolds. It’s quick at first, just a brief peck on her lips that causes a laugh to bubble from her lips. She closes the distance again and the kiss morphs in nature; deepening into something less chaste. You freeze as she stumbles forward, her high ponytail fanning over to brush his cheek as he guides her into a straddle.

Nervous laughter sounds across the group and someone even whistles.

The jealousy within you is untenable now, bolstered by the white-hot humiliation that floods your system. You know that you hadn’t imagined the growing closeness between you—the late night texts, the flirty jokes, the invitation to come to this bonfire. So why are you being made to feel so stupid? Why did you have to be here at all?

The thought finally jars something within you, undoing the petrification that had previously taken hold of your limbs. You count three breaths, one inhale and one exhale each, before you uncross your legs to stand. Mumbling something about needing to use the bathroom, you stumble beyond the warm reach of the fire and into the cool night beyond.

Without the heat of the day, the grits of sand that find their way under your feet are damp and uncomfortably cold. You don’t let it deter you, however, as you make a beeline towards the lapping sounds of the shore. Salty air fills your lungs and you sniffle, trying to ignore the burn of moisture in your eyes as you make your way further towards the surf. Thankfully, there are few other groups tonight, scattered so far across the beach that it doesn’t take long for the din of drunken voices to be drowned out by the ocean.

You only stop once you reach a lifeguard tower, steadying your weight against the paint-chipped railing as you try to ground yourself. Your phone lets you know it’s almost midnight and you have half a mind to hike back to the parking lot and call a ride. After all, there’s nothing for you here.

“Hey.”

You whip your head around to face the sudden intrusion.

“It’s just—jeez, that’s fucking bright.” Matsukawa shields his eyes as you turn your phone’s flashlight on him.

“Matsukawa,” you say, putting your phone away.

“You can just call me Issei.” His tall figure, now shrouded in darkness, comes to sit next to you on the steps of the tower.

“I mean, we’ve known each other for…a year now?”

“Seven months,” you correct softly, pulling Hanamaki’s sweater tighter across your arms. “But o-okay…Issei.”

The silence between you stretches and settles, feeling almost comfortable as you sit together and look out at the dark horizon.

“You know it probably didn’t mean anything,” he says, as you slide onto the step above him.

You brush a damp layer of sand from your lower calf and consider feigning ignorance. In the end, you’re unable to shake it off.

“It didn’t look like that,” you say bitterly. “It seemed like he was having a lot of fun, actually.”

“Oh come on,” he says, his curls ruffling softly in the breeze, “you know what Makki’s like. He’s just down for anything.”

You sigh. You know this to be true, you just thought that maybe, just maybe, that something would change because something between you had changed. At least you thought it did.

“Trust me,” Matsukawa says, shoulder brushing against your hip as he leans back. “He likes you.”

“Really?” you breathe, catching the dark shine of his eyes when he turns to look at you.

“Yeah, I mean,” the wooden step creaks as he places his weight on it, “isn’t it obvious?” His gaze flickers down to your Cupid’s bow.

You swallow, suddenly wondering if he can see the stray smudge of tinted gloss on your upper chin.

“Issei,” you begin, your own voice sounding far away. “Do you think he thinks that I’m…”

He tilts his head. “That you’re…?”

“Pretty,” you utter, just above a whisper. You clear your throat. “Do you think he thinks I’m pretty?”

Matsukawa softens. “Of course he does,” he murmurs, shifting to sit on the step beside you.

“I know I do.”

“Really?” you blurt out, cheeks warm.

“Yes.” He gives you a sidelong glance. “I think you’re beautiful.”

Your next action, fuelled by the lingering buzz of liquor, is far clumsier than you’d like. You lean towards him and clumsily crush your lips against his—or at least where you think his lips are—only to miss and bump against his jaw. Thankfully, he only readjusts and smiles into your next kiss, his hand settling on your waist as he moves in closer.

His fingers ghost across your cheek and you draw in a stuttering breath, your mind spinning as he cages you against the worn steps. He plants a knee between your legs, nudging apart your thighs and if you were any less drunk, you think you’d feel a little bit of shame for being so pliant. However, even the thought of it is extinguished when he dips into the crook of your neck and drags his tongue across the hollow of your throat.

“I-Issei.” you squirm, your chest fluttering as he slips his hand up the hem of your shirt. He moves back up to kiss you, open-mouthed and languid as you continue to moan into his mouth.

It’s only a few seconds later when a cough sounds somewhere to your right and you yelp, scrambling backward as Issei looks up.

“Hey man,” he says to Hanamaki, still caging you beneath him.

“Oh my god,” is the only thing you’re able to utter. Your eyes dart between the two men, your chest tightening as the shock causes your limbs to lock in place.

“What’s up?” Hanamaki asks, sounding entirely calm. Amused, even.

Matsukawa’s eyes land on your shocked expression and it takes three whole seconds for him to back off of you.

“You know,” he replies, winking at you before turning away, “just hanging out.”

“Can I—?” Hanamaki asks, motioning towards you and Matsukawa stands up.

“Yeah, for sure.”

You watch as Matsukawa jaunts off the last step of the tower, steps softened by the sand as he walks away. Swallowing, you stare down at the ground, your pulse thundering in your ears as Hanamaki approaches you.

“Hey,” he says softly, wood creaking with his weight as he takes a seat beside you. “Can we talk?”

An agonizing mix of embarrassment and anger causes your throat to stick.

“Sorry about before, I just…” He reclines, planting an elbow between you. “It was just a stupid dare.”

“Didn’t look that way to me,” you snark before cringing at your own hypocritical nature.

“I know,” he mumbles. “But I promise that I don’t like Sumire like that. And I know that it was fucked up for me to kiss her like that in front of you, especially when—”

You glance up at him.

“—especially when I know how you feel about me.”

Blood rushes to your cheeks and you snap your gaze away again. You hear the water recede across the shore.

“Do you like Mattsun?” he asks as you watch a small wave lap across the sand.

“What?” Because that wasn’t the question you were expecting.

“Mattsun,” he reiterates, a half-smile playing at his lips. “Do you like him?”

“I—” you knit your brow, brain scrambling to piece together an appropriate response. You try not to think of your neck, still sensitive from the light drag of his teeth across your pulse point. “N-not in the way that I… I mean, I don’t really know him as well as—”

“It’s okay,” Hanamaki continues, entirely unperturbed. “I know he likes you.”

“Oh.” You twist your fingers into the sleeve of his sweater.

“I like you too,” he adds and you blink. “I like you a lot.”

“I-is that so?” you reply, stunned. You’ve thought about this moment in a dozen different ways, cycling through different settings, details, and ways he could finally, finally say something, but never in a million years could you have predicted this.

“I think we should spend more time together,” he suggests with an easy smile. Not so far in the distance, you spot Matsukawa near the shore. “All three of us, I mean.”

He takes your hand in his, rubbing his thumb into the soft flesh of your palm.

“Would you like that?”

The gears turn slowly in your head, the situation still feeling hard to grasp as all the point are laid out in front of you.

You bite the inside of your cheek. “Can I think about it?”

“Of course,” he says breezily, before pulling you to your feet. “Take all the time you need.”

As if sensing the timing of the conclusion of your conversation, Matsukawa makes his way back toward you.

“We should really get back though.” Hanamaki says, as he leads you down the tower. “Before Iwaizumi thinks we all ran drunk into the sea and calls the coast guard.”

He keeps his hand in yours as you make your way back up the beach and Matsukawa falls in step beside you. You look up when his knuckles brush against the side of your arm and he gives you a knowing smirk.

Two is a good number for you, you think as you tentatively return his smile.

But three?

Three might be even better.

[mudkip-enthusiast18]

iwaizumi moving to california for school and his uni has a program where they pair people together for dorms based on their interests to promote making friendships, and so he’s rooming w another guy who’s super into volleyball, and iwa’s setting up his stuff and puts up a picture of him and oikawa that isn’t super couply like they’re just hanging out, and iwa’s roommate is like “omfg uve met ca san juan setter oikawa tooru?!?!?!? I mean obv u both lived in japan but what are the odds?!?!?! That’s so cool that’s crazy!!!! :O” and iwa is trying to figure out how the hell to tell this guy he’s been best friends w oikawa since they were 4 and is also engaged to him

[zuiz41]

Just a practice draw of Iwa <33

I love Iwaizumi, but it takes me ages to draw his hair and it sometimes just makes me want to let him go bald. :')

[monstrsball]

been thinking about... oikawa gifting iwaizumi a fire stone so he can evolve his growlithe into an arcanine. iwaizumi now has a very big pokemon that is unaware of it's size and thinks it's a lap dog. iwaizumi encourages this.

[freezethebeez]

hqrw day 7 fix up now! might be the last one for a couple days because i fear i won't be able to get tomorrow's out on time, but we'll see!

[erihelion]

modern vampire au ft oikawa (implied iwaoi)

[kings-highway]

my totally 100% correct opinion on which haikyuu ships would go canon if it were heterosexual

Kagehina: yes. regardless of which of them were a girl. however they would not get together within the canon of the show but have 1 or 2 almost kisses and then after the series ended you'd find out they got married. Like there'd be 2 lines total talking about them getting married and thats it.

Tsukkiyama: yes. regardless of which of them were a girl. they'd be together at the start of the series and be a relatively boring couple basically just there to make weird heteronormative quips (if yamaguchi were the girl, tsukki would roll his eyes a lot at having to go shopping, etc, and if tsukki were the girl, yamaguchi would be way too insecure about other guys looking at her) BUT late in the series there would be a short arc dedicated to them breaking up and then immediately getting back together and I hate to tell you, it would be cute.

Daisuga: my heart and soul - not in any fucking universe. I dont think there would even be jokes or innuendos about it. I think if Suga were the girl there would even be moments of Daichi like straight up not realizing it. "wdym you cant change with us???" bitches are the Pillars of Reliability for Karasuno they wouldnt bother giving them relationships.

Asanoya: if noya were the girl, yes. If Asahi were the girl, no. Noya could be a fiesty little girlfriend but they'd be too chicken to give a short man a big, bashful ladyfriend and that is the ONLY reason they wouldnt be canon.

Iwaoi: sorry to break it to you but probably not. the writers would be pouting and slamming their fists around like "nooooo they see each other like siblings, we wanted to show male-female friendships were possibleeeeee." however I think the chances would be slightly higher if Iwa were the girl. In that annoying tsundere way of "oh she's never going to admit she likes the guy everyone else also likes" but it would probably only be implied, never canon.

Kyohaba: yes! if Yahaba was the girl. Their entire thing would be switched to "kyotani finding a girl who smacks him around and decides to devote himself to her" where Yabaha would pretend she hates it. Less chance if Kyotani were the girl but I suppose not impossible.

Ushiten: Complicated. I think in general if they were male-female their friendship would play a bigger role. But it would be canon if Ushijima were a girl. Only because of the double standard for women. In the same way that all women characters eventually have children even if they claim they dont like them initially, I think the writers would be too chicken to let a woman be mean and formidable and stern and they would have to temper her with her quirky, ecclectic best friend/boyfriend to make sure people understand she's still Woman. They would be canon within the actual text and not just implied/afterwards but it would only be given enough screen time to establish Ushijima as a feminine woman and then be forgotten so Ushijima could proceed to beat the shit out of whatever team they were up against next. However if Tendou were the girl she would 100% have an overt and obvious crush on Ushijima (probably literally saying she was in love with him out loud) BUT they would let Ushijima keep his intensity and it would only serve to make Tendou quirkier and/or played as a joke, it wouldnt be canon.

Arankita: No! Only because if Kita were a girl, Atsukita would be canon. And I think if Aran were a girl, they would be given a much stronger Best Friends energy in that "male-female friendship" way. both a female kita or a female aran would still be "one of the boys."

Bonus: Atsukita: Yes, but only in promotional media or extras, they wouldnt give screen time to it. Like there'd be a bunch of promotional stuff of like Atsumu picking Kita up or teasing her. yknow.

Bokuaka: Yes, obviously, geez. Doesnt matter which is the girl. Thet would already be in a relationship from the time theyre introduced.

Kuroken: Yes, but they wouldnt get together. It would be like a slow burn where they keep looking at each other with flowers in the background, but it would feel like the writers forgot to put them together. Like the series would end and everyone would go "huh. weird we never got a kuroken confession but alright" No kisses, no hand holding, but like 12 extra minutes of gazing at each other and blushing. But only if Kenma was the girl. If Kuroo was the girl they'd be too chicken á la Asanoya and would instead pull an Iwaoi.

Rarepairs as a general rule are a "No" just due to them not being canon for reasons unrelated to gender, however, I want to shoutout these rarepairs:

Kogagoshi: Wouldnt be canon due to not enough screen time, but regardless of who was the girl, Kogane would have been used as a joke developing a spontaneous crush on Goshiki for the camp that is basically just there for comedic relief

Kenhina: regardless of who was the girl this would be an UNBERABLE implied attraction that serves only to create drama between Kagehina. Like nobody who's read love stories with love triangles before would ever think theyd end up together but the writers would try their fucking best to convince you this was plausible over the obviously intended endgame of kageyama.

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anyway thats just my opinion but Im right so 😌

xx

[song-tam]

ROSHAN HI i totally forgot that i said i'd send you hq fic recs but then i found a list in my notes app and here i am. these r all some of my absolute favorites that i didn't see in your bookmarks so i hope u find at least one that's freakishly good for you

Heart Reign by tookumade (series, 42.3k) sunaosa through the years, in five parts! we go through them dating in their high school years to breaking up when they enter adulthood to meeting again and getting back together. this was one of the first snos fics i read i think and it hooked me on the ship instantly. personal favorite is the fifth part. same author as but not for spring to well up!

the man who moved oceans to find home and the one who swallowed his raw heart whole by eurydicees (4 chapters, 100.8k) THE iwaoi fic for me. relationship study that explores the characters and their respective lives, apart and then together. iwaizumi's character is written really well here, and the iwaoi is peak. i'm picky about how their portrayed and this hits all my favorite aspects of their relationship

the path to gold is paved with the bones of the monsters that came before us by eurydicees (oneshot, 30k) post-timeskip atsumu character study, exploring his relationship with volleyball and how it shows itself with the olympics looming. we also get atsumu and iwaizumi friendship which is SUCH a dynamic. background sakuatsu and implied iwaoi

dog days by devote (oneshot, 9.6k) non-linear narrative exploring iwaoi across the various summers of their childhood and adolescence. there's a lot of pining in this one. like a lot. to me this fic tastes like lemonade

chain reaction by sketchedsmiles (oneshot, 23.8k) man this one is such a vibe. sunaosa are neighbors in college and suna is such a fucking menace. the dynamic here is truly unmatched.

somewhere to belong by kitouma (oneshot, 7k) greek mythology... fusion au? something like that. suna ferries the souls of the dead into the underworld, osamu is an immortal who keeps trying to save his twin. the worldbuilding here is so fun

the walk home by skiecas (oneshot, 42.3k) kuroken through the years, in all their childhood friends to lovers glory. the slow burn in this one is slow but written so incredibly well

Entanglement by orphan_account (oneshot, 3k) kuroken nonlinear narrative. absolutely love the characterization in this one. kenma's hair also plays a pretty significant part in this

enjoy and happy reading :]

youre actually my favorite person ever im in love with you HELLO this is so !!!!! tysm im gonna read all of them

[shovellyyy]

Husbands Iwaoi on Oikawa’s birthday morning 🌅❤️🇦🇷

((((Implied nsfw))))

[erajmcouts]

ORIGINAL WORK

“Ruckus, Drama, and 2-Metre-Tall Penguins”

Rating: Gen Tags: Idiots to lovers, Fluff, Mutual pinning, Bipoc characters, Trans character, Genderqueer character, mlm, wlw, Modern setting

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"Fragments of Sand”

Rating: M Tags: Bipoc character, Immortality, Enemies to lovers, Genderqueer character, Trans character, Isolation, Masquerade, Minor character death (implied), Non-human character, Norse mythology, Vampire, Witch, Polyamory, Angst with happy ending

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FANDOM WORK

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Multi-chapter

“He Would Always Win the Fight”

Fandom: Harry Potter - Drarry Rating: Explicit Tags: Serial Killer, Off Screen Murders, Corpses, Political Polarity, Corruption in Government, Corruption in Justice System, Off Screen Violence, Post War Instability, Ambiguity, Dark!character, Vengeance, In a Twisted Way, Obsessive Behaviour, Crime Mystery, Open Ending.

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"Tried to Change the Ending”

Fandom: Haikyuu - IwaOi Rating: Explicit (just in case, more on the Mature side) Tags: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Reality, Immortality, Reincarnation, Talk about death and Life, Eventual Happy Ending

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"Waiting Between Worlds”

Fandom: Naruto - SakuIno; SasuNaru; ShikaNeji; KakaGen Rating: Explicit Tags: Post-Fourth Shinobi War, ANBU, Konoha politic, sHyuuga Clan Politics, Fighting the system, A lot of emotional damage from the war, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Casual Sex, ,Depression, Violence, Explicit Sexual Content, Happy Ending

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Microfics

“Safe Space”

Fandom: Harry Potter - Drarry Rating: T Tags: Angst, Grief/Mourning, Roughness, Emotions

"Fondness”

Fandom: Harry Potter - Pansy/Hermione Rating: T Tags: Alternative universe, No war, What if, Life Choices, What Could Have Been

“We can be Pirates”

Fandom: Harry Potter - Drarry Rating: Mature Tags: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH, Death, Losing the war, The End, Broken Dreams, Lost promises, Delirious Draco, Pain, Blood, Angst, They both die, but like, it’s poetic

“Forgotten”

Fandom: Naruto - Sakura gen Rating: Gen Tags: Multiverse, Alternate Universe, Another life, Casual life, Ramblings

"Hold it together”

Fandom: Naruto - Sakura gen Rating: T Tags: Final Battle, POV Sakura, Angst, Chapter 699 (Naruto), Build up to breakdown, Sakura is not ok

[ao3feed-iwaoi]

you'll always be here with me

Read this masterpiece on AO3 at https://ift.tt/eiEbxYt

by kissmysass

Iwaizumi is excited for his best friend to come home. It's been a while since they've seen each other and he has something that he needs to get off his chest. Well, actually he has something he needs to ask Oikawa. But sometimes waiting for the right moment is waiting too long. And how is he supposed to handle that? Iwaizumi never learned who he was supposed to be without Oikawa in his life, he's not sure he can.

Words: 1108, Chapters: 1/4, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tooru, Oikawa Tooru's Mother, Oikawa Tooru's Sister, Oikawa Tooru's Nephew, Matsukawa Issei, Hanamaki Takahiro

Relationships: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, IwaOi

Additional Tags: Implied/Referenced Character Death, iwaoi - Freeform, Sad, could have a happy ending though, Suicidal Thoughts, suicidal iwaizumi hajime, Pro Volleyball Player Oikawa Tooru, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru Angst, there is a lot of pain so like if you're not into angst this isn't the one for you, Angst and Feels, Angst and Tragedy, Airplane Crashes, References to Depression, Grief/Mourning, Five Stages of Grief, Depression, Angst with a Happy Ending, i mean depends on what you define as happy, Childhood Friends, Childhood Memories, Iwaizumi Hajime is Bad at Feelings, Pining Iwaizumi Hajime, Friends to Lovers, Marriage Proposal, short but sweet-ish

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/eiEbxYt

[let-me-simp-in-peace]

A Little Extra Love (Atsumu x Reader) Oneshot

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1:22pm

Atsumu & Oikawa

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Oikawa: ATSUBABE

Atsumu: KAWA

Atsumu: What’s up?

Oikawa: I have a challenge

Atsumu: Another one?

Oikawa: SOUND MORE EXCITED

Atsumu: ANOTHER ONE??

Oikawa: ….I hate you

Atsumu: What’s the challenge?

Oikawa: You have to text your significant other in the group chat and ask if you’re unlovable

Atsumu: Huh? Why?

Oikawa: To see how Y/n responds! You said she’s always seemed distant

Atsumu: Well that’s true but..tricking her like that feels mean

Oikawa: Come on! If it goes wrong, just tell her it was a challenge!

Atsumu: …Fine

Atsumu: But if this goes wrong, I’m blaming you

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1:31pm

In the ‘VolleyBROS & VolleyHOES’ group chat

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Atsumu: Am I unlovable?

Hinata: What? Of course you’re lovable!

Yamaguchi: Where is this coming from?

Yachi: Are you okay, Tsumu?

Osamu: What happened?

Suna: Why are you asking something like that?

Sugawara: Did something happen with Y/n?

Atsumu: No not really

Akaashi: That’s not a definite no

Bokuto: Are you okay Tsum Tsum?

Osamu: @Y/n

Y/n is online

Osamu: What the fuck did you do to my brother?

Y/n: What?

Kenma: Back read

Y/n: Atsumu, why are you asking if you’re unlovable?

Atsumu: I just…

Atsumu: Sometimes it’s hard to tell if you really want to be with me

Y/n: Why didn’t you tell me you felt that way?

Atsumu: I didn’t want to bother you

Y/n: You’re never bothering me

Iwaizumi: I have to side with Y/n on this. She never stops talking about you

Kuroo: Yeah. Whenever she hangs out with Kenma and I, she talks about you nonstop

Kiyoko: She rants about all the cute things you do

Yachi: And works overtime for weeks in advance so she never has to miss one of your games

Sakusa: She even asked the team for advice on how to confess to you before you two started dating

Hinata: And she asked Bo-san and me about what you would like for a first date because she was afraid of messing it up

Yamaguchi: I got her a shirt for her birthday that says AtsuY/n Supremacy, and she wears it all the time

Atsumu: I’ve never seen her wear it?

Y/n: I wear it to sleep sometimes. I was too embarrassed to wear it in front of you…

Atsumu: You? Embarrassed?

Suna: Do you really not see the way she blushes when you smile at her?

Atsumu: I do that because I just want to see her smile back

Y/n: Your existence makes me smile

Sugawara: Bold Y/n is superior

Oikawa: Agreed

Y/n: Everything you are and ever will be is perfect to me.

Yachi: That’s really sweet

Y/n: Your sarcasm

Y/n: The fact that you never shut up during the movies

Kuroo: Calling him out I see

Y/n: How you complain about me hugging you but always pull me back if I try to let go.

Kenma: That’s? So? Cute? Like adorable

Hinata: Ikr

Y/n: The moments when you’re truly honest with me

Y/n: You’re insecurities

Y/n: Your fears

Y/n: Your achievements and your shortcomings

Sakusa: Are you just listing things for fun?

Y/n: I love you for everything that you are.

Atsumu: You do?

Y/n: I know I don’t say it a lot, but I do. Nothing in this world matters more to me than you.

Osamu: As it should

Suna: Samu pls

Yamaguchi: Stop interrupting the moment

Y/n: I’m not good with words

Bokuto: That’s true

Y/n: I can’t read the room for shit

Kuroo: She really can’t

Y/n: I’m not perfect

Iwaizumi: Who is?

Oikawa: Me

Sugawara: Not the time Kawa

Y/n: I’m far from it really

Hinata: She’s roasting herself?

Kenma: I think she’s getting to the point

Y/n: But every broken part of me loves you

Y/n: And that won’t ever change

……

Y/n: Atsumu?

Osamu: He’s crying

Atsumu: AMN NTO

Iwaizumi: So is Oikawa

Oikawa: TSOP EXPOAING ME

Hinata: If it makes you feel better we’re all crying

Yachi: Kiyoko i need a hug

Kiyoko: omw

Yamaguchi: can I say the thing now?

Akaashi: Please do

Yamaguchi: ATSUY/N >>

Bokuto AGREED

Kuroo: Double agreed bro

Suna: @Y/n come get your man. His crying is so loud

Atsumu: FUKC YUO

Y/n: Hey Atsu?

Atsumu: yeag?

Atsumu: *Yeah?

Y/n: Get cleaned up. I’m picking you up in twenty minutes.

Akaashi: I thought you only live like ten minutes away from each other?

Y/n: I’m picking up ice cream first

Atsumu: Strawberry?

Y/n: You know it

Y/n: Oh. Pack a change of clothes too. It’s late so you can just stay the night

Atsumu: Movies?

Y/n: Harry Potter or Game of Thrones?

Sakusa: Game of thrones isn’t a movie

Atsumu: Omi let me enjoy this moment

Atsumu: I vote Harry Potter

Y/n: Which one?

Atsumu: Half blood prince

Y/n: You literally hate that one

Atsumu: BECAUSE SNAPE DIES RIGHT AFTER THEY FIND OUT HE WAS A GOOD PERSON

Y/n: Then why do you want to watch it?

Atsumu: Because it’s your favorite

Y/n: ahguy YOURE SO CUTE

Kenma: I think you broke her

Y/n: Im fuen

Akaashi: You couldn’t even spell ‘fine’

Y/n: let me live kaashi

Y/n: Why don’t we watch Chamber of Secrets then. We both like that one.

Atsumu: Okay. When are you getting here?

Yamaguchi: Impatient

Oikawa: I would be too

Iwaizumi: You’re always impatient

Y/n: I’m outside.

Atsumu: I’m coming!

Kuroo: That’s what she said

Hinata: He said that too

Sugawara: Why are you like this?

Kenma: We’re ALL like this

Y/n: Like what? Dramatic?

Sakusa: You couldn’t leave without roasting us?

Y/n: I do it out of love

Atsumu: She does! The second I got in the car she said “Buckle up, bitch.”

Y/n: It’s not my fault you got in and said “Where’s the ice cream, scrub?”

Akaashi: How are you two together?

Iwaizumi: The same way Oikawa and I are together

Oikawa: IWA-CHAN

Hinata: And Yams and Tsukishima

Yamaguchi: I was gonna say he’s not that bad, but you right

Atsumu: AJHG Y/N JUST SAID SHE LOVES ME

Y/n: Why are you acting like I never say it?

Atsumu: You’ve only said it over text and call!

Y/n: Oh

Y/n: I’ll start telling you more often, honey

Atsumu: JGDSIHSTA HONEY

Atsumu: PLS ILL BE YOUR HONEY

Osamu: Simp

Y/n: stfu do you know how much I’ve put up with you ranting about Suna over the years?

Suna: I want to hear this story

Osamu: NO YOU DONT

Y/n: I’ll send it to you later

Oikawa: SHE REALLY SAID ‘IT’S ON SITE BITCH’

Y/n: No one calls my boy a simp except me

Atsumu: That’s me! I’m her boy!

Kenma: Guess he’s just gonna ignore that she called him a simp

Bokuto: YOU GO TSUM TSUM

Y/n: oMG if yuu could sae his faxe

Y/n: Hes bkushing si mucc

Atsumu: STOP RATTING ME OUT

Y/n: im gobna cri

Atsumu: IT'S NOT THAT FUNNY

Y/n: *Y/n has sent an attachment*

Hinata: HAHHABHA LOOK AT HIS FACE

Bokuto: HES SO RED

Sugawara: How is this so wholesome??

Atsumu: HSUT UOP

Y/n: I will when you can spell it

Atsumu: SHYT UP

Atsumu: SHUT PU

Atsumu: FUCK SHUT UP

Y/n: Atsumu Miya, ladies and gentlemen

Y/n: Well, I’ve got ice cream to eat, movies to watch, and a boyfriend to cuddle, so I’ll be going. See ya losers

Y/n is offline

Atsumu is offline

Iwaizumi: Always gotta throw in that last insult

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Some iwaoi gifs to make your day better :)

[6sakusa]

‘worth more’ part 3, oikawa tōru.

a/n: im dedicating this part to @humanitysvertigo for motivating me to write & inspiring this piece with your song suggestion ‘like you do’

warnings: implications of toxic relationship, mild swearing, anGST, me not proof reading.

“you’re an idiot.” iwaizumi grabbed the setter by the collar in a brash attempt to knock some sense into him. more often than not he’d been constantly named as too aggressive for his own good but the ace knew exactly what oikawa needed in order to be brought to attention and there was no way in hell that he was about to let him get away with this.

“i’m not in the mood for this right now.” oikawa scoffed shoving off his bestfriend as he picked up another ball from the pantry preparing himself for another serve.

“i don’t care what you’re in the mood for, this isn’t good for you, how many times have i told you to cut this shit out.” iwaizumi launched towards the male, he was now raising his voice as he made reach for the ball. it was insane how much he would get riled up when it came to oikawa’s safety even though he hated to admit it.

“why are you like this.. you’re all like this, why are you trying to stop me? i need to get better, i need to do better, i need to—“ his words were cut off by a swiff headbutt from iwaizumi causing him to go crashing towards the ground.

“don’t you ever get tired of saying selfish shit.” it was obvious that anger was building up within the ace, but if you didn’t know him well enough you would miss how it was interlaced with pain and sadness. the sight of his bestfriend hurting himself took a toll on him too regardless of if he showed it or not and he couldn’t bare the sight of oikawa mistreating both you and himself. growing up together iwa found himself as the boys sole protector, as if he was his responsibility and now as the days grew longer it seemed as if the burden was almost getting to heavy to carry. the last thing he wanted was to have to walk away from the friendship because it was becoming too stressful and draining, no, because part of iwaizumi was oikawa and he couldn’t imagine his life without the selfish boy.

“don’t you wanna win? why do you play iwa? are you content with the participation awards? because i’m not.” the setter grit his teeth as he reflected back on his recent loss. the way the ball had hit the ground just a hair out of his reach, the way the score was so close and the taste of victory was almost on his tongue, the fact that it was their last try at going to nationals, the way it was his own kouhai who had beat him, the way he had disappointed iwaizumi above all. he had to make up for it, he had to make up for all of it.

“i play because it’s fun.” the ace shouted shoving him further into the ground. “i play because.. i like it, i like volleyball, and i like playing with you and the rest of the team, it’s made me who i am today.” his voice softened and he finally let go of his bestfriends collar, inhaling a deep breath as oikawa watched with wide eyes. “what does volleyball mean to you now? do you just want to be the best at what you do for something you don’t even find fun? look around, think about all the people you’re hurting.” he referred back to you.

“i’m doing this for you guys as much as i’m doing it for me—“

“no you’re not, we’re in our third year now, it’s done oikawa, it’s over.. there is no next game, there is no next tournament, there is no next time, and that’s okay because these past three years have been the best of my life, there’s nothing else i could have asked for, you’re the best partner anyone could ever want, my bestfriend and the best setter.” iwaizumi sighed collapsing backwards, hitting his own head as the words just kept tumbling out.

“really?” there was a newfound light in oikawas eyes, one that the ace much preferred in comparison to his gloomy figure that would always pop out when he was being much too harsh on himself.

“yes really, you are the best setter—“

“no.” oikawa cut him off unexpectedly. “really? i’m your bestfriend?”

“are you shitting me? you’re an idiot, who else would it be? we’ve been friends since we were kids.. stupid crappykawa.” he mumbled off at the end noting how sappy the setter had turned him.

“you have a way with words iwa-chan, or maybe you’ve just gone soft on me hm?” he joked around lifting the tense atmosphere off the two of them.

“and now you’re all smiling and shit? you were just depressed two minutes ago” iwaizumi clicked his tongue at the sight of his friend, he wondered how he was always able to switch his mood up so easily. sometimes he was envious of his ability to do so, he wanted nothing more than to turn off the nagging voice at the back of his head sometimes that would tell him—

“what can i say? i’m suddenly feeling inspired.” he looked up to the ceiling as if he was in some soft of romcom and iwaizumi scoffed at the sight of it. sometimes he wondered how he’d ended up with a bestfriend who was so cheesy.

“well good because aoba johsai isn’t the whole world, there’s a volleyball career waiting for you anywhere on this planet, but nothing everything is replaceable like that.” iwa successfully recaptured the setters attention with his last words.

“what do you mean?”

“y/n... she’s not replaceable but you treated her like shit today didn’t you? i saw her sitting out in the rain so don’t even try to deny it.” he gritted his teeth at the thought of it, the way your fingertips were icy cold, your warm tears juxstaposing the freezing rain, your clothes absolutely drenched and your catatonic state of pure silence as he walked you home. there was only one person who could be the cause of such pain, and he was standing in front of him now.

“the rain?” oikawa jumped to alert now, he knew he wasn’t in his right mind when he had spoke to you, all that was going through his head is that he was a burden that you needed to rid yourself from, but that didn’t mean he didn’t love you or didn’t care about you or could live without you.

“what did you say to her?”

“i said i didn’t need her..” his heart clenched as he recalled the events, how could he be so foolish? and then to let you sit out there while he was ignorant to the entire situation as he stood there selfishly serving the ball over and over again.. “i scared her.” he swore he was on the verge of tears as he forced out those words, nothing hurt more then seeing your eyes wash over from love to fear in the matter of seconds as he towered over you. and for what? all you were doing was trying to help.

“well why are you still standing asshole? go to her, i’ll clean your mess up.” the ace sighed staring at the vast amount of balls sprawled over the court.

“no i can clean it up, don’t wo—“

“shut up, go.” he was interrupted by iwaizumi who had his best interests in mind as he always did.

“i owe you one.”

“you always do.”

—

finally changing out of your drenched clothes you could barely bring yourself to move, you’d already turned down food and avoided questions when your parents had ask why you were practically dripping onto the floor. it was too much to even speak, it felt like a part of you was gone, someone you had planned your entire future with just didnt need you anymore in the blink of an eye. you were even reconsidering your university options just to be closer to oikawa and now he had tossed you away like a tired ragdoll. you had been warned about oikawa before, plenty of people named him a playboy, even his own bestfriend had warned you to stay away but something had left you so drawn to the male that it was unexplainable. it was a feeling that only those who had experienced it would know, it was true love, if soulmates existed you were sure he was yours and never in your life had the thought of even breaking up crossed your mind.

the two of you had gotten into heated arguments before and many times it would end with you in tears or him storming out but he always came back. why hasn’t he come back? was it truly over? were you just not enough for him? you knew how important volleyball was and you always supported him but you hated seeing him overwork himself. did that make you a bad person? maybe you were, maybe he was right and you weren’t being the supportive girlfriend you were meant to be, it was your fault, you should be better right?

“y/n?” your thoughts were interrupted by a sickeningly familar voice and you turned to see the very boy that you were just thinking about. there was no doubt now that fate existed, otherwise why did things always end up like this?

“what are you doing here?” you narrowed your eyes at the setter, scrambling to wipe the tears off your face. you hated looking weak more than anything but you couldn’t help the dent that the entire situation had left in your heart.

“iwa-chan told me what happened and your parents let me in, were you crying?” he moved closer towards you, watching as you tried your best to stifle your tears as if nothing happened. you knew it was a pathetic attempt, you really did, but you couldn’t help how badly you wanted to be strong. you flinched backwards, causing him to halt his movement as he was making his way to cup your cheek.

the sadness that washed over his eyes in that moment was almost unbearable for you to witness. of course it would pain him that you would flinch away from his hands like that, it looked as if you were afraid.

“w-what? why are you flinching? i would never hit you, i love you.” you hated the way you knew exactly when he was telling the truth and when he was lying, and right now tōru oikawa was being the most genuine that he had in a long time. one part of you wanted to pull away so badly, to tell him that he treated you like absolute shit, that he didn’t deserve you and to scream and shout at him to get out. but the other part of you, the stronger part, wanted nothing more than to revel in his embrace, for him to whisper sweet nothings in your ear and promise how he was going to marry you one day while he played with your ring finger reminding you over and over again how much he loved you, because no one loved you like he did.

“please.. say something y/n.” he clenched his jaw as you stared at him with empty eyes, he couldn’t bare the thought of knowing that he was the one who had done this. it was always him who had caused you pain and suffering and now he was wondering if he had made the right choice by coming here.. if he hadn’t you would get over him one day wouldn’t you? you’d probably find someone who loved you without the grief that he always provided, someone who made you happy without requirement, someone who could give you a life that he couldn’t. what he didn’t know was how much you wanted to tell him how no one else mattered to you and how you had felt this way since the moment you’d met him but your mouth wouldn’t say the words you wanted them to so badly.

“why.. why do you always do this to me.” your voice cracked and you couldn’t hold it in any longer, your eyes glossed over before tears spilt out uncontrollably. you moved to clutch your own body, burying your head in your knees as you cried your heart out to your boyfriend who immediately moved to embarace you. what shocked him is how cold you were to the touch, you were sure to get sick tonight so he would stay by your side the entire time if he had to.

“i don’t know.. all i know is how sorry i am.” he pulled you closer so that you were not facing his chest as he brushed the hair out of your face and rubbed your back soothingly. “i cant explain it y/n-chan, i mess up really badly sometimes and i don’t know why, all i know is that life isn’t the same without you in it, since i met you everything just seems brighter, like it’s all worth it.. no matter what i say to you i will always love you.”

you cried harder as you came to the realisation of how weak you were for him.

“you’re the only person i can’t bear to lose y/n-chan, you’re the most selfless person i know, please don’t ever walk out of my life, i’ll do better i promise.” a tear rolled down his own eye as he imagined how empty things would feel without you, he wondered where he would get the willpower to wake up everyday.

“you promise?” you looked up at him with tear stained eyes through those beautiful eyelashes of yours, and how could he not love you when you still looked so pretty even when you were crying over him.

“i promise.” he hugged you a little tighter, wanting to memorise this moment for everything that it is.

“then i’ll stay by your side forever tōru.” you smiled softly at the thought of the rest of your life with the boy you always intended to spend it with.

“and i’ll marry you one day y/n-chan.” that day you fell asleep in your boyfriends arms as he stroked your hair and coddled you with promises that you’d remember for decades.

what the two of you didn’t know was how iwaizumi sat in the gym, motionless with a pained expression on his face and a slow tear rolling down his cheek as he led the boy he’d loved since childhood right back into your arms as he always had. he even stayed cleaning up for the rest of the night before practicing how he would face the two of you in school the next day with a smile on his face. as long as his bestfriend was happy he told himself.

because oikawa was wrong about one thing, there was someone more selfless than you.

[lvnesart]

Prince Oikawa is not a genius, but he knew that with love, sometimes you had to be patient and wait. And wait he did, until he forgot that some people won't wait forever.

[dailyhaikyuuships]

Daily Iwaoi #1:

Official art this time!

Have Iwa being annoyed by Oikawa 'cause Oikawa is taller than him. (Oikawa probably teases him about his height all the time.) (I never knew Oikawa was taller than Iwa? I always thought Iwa was taller or they were at least the same height.)

Also for god's sake iwaizumi please fix your collar and tie.