#iwaziumi x everyone

[pleathewrites]

boys, boys, boys

chapter 2: revelations

Summary: Does Iwaizumi have a thing for setters or do setters have a thing for Iwaizumi?

“Maybe Iwa-kun does have a thing for grey hair,” Sugawara muses, the tip of his index finger circling the rim of his drink. He’s got that signature sly smirk across the very lips that locked with Hajime's a decade ago. 

“Oh my God.” 

Hajime is seriously considering begging Oikawa to jump-serve a volleyball to his head and knock him clean out just so they can all stop having this conversation - ‘Hell, Tooru’s strong as hell now. Might knock the entire memory of this night right out of my brain, for good.’ 

“Hey, I just made out with him - and possibly gave him his gay awakening. But I wasn’t the one who convinced him to change his career.”

“Oh my God.”

“Wait, what are you - ”

“Daichi, baby, seriously, you need to go see that doctor. I am actively concerned about you developing early-onset Alzheimer's," Sugawara says, tucking a strand of Sawamura's hair behind his ear, his impish smirk melting into a fond smile, "Does Shiratorizawa ring any bells?”

“Hey, I have my own life to worry about! I’m not gonna keep track of someone else’s love life - no offense, Iwaizumi-san.”

“Hey, non-taken. Please, never think about my love life.”

Much to Hajime’s horror, Daichi’s expression turns contemplative, “Wait, actually, though -”

“Fuck -”

“… Grey hair, Shiratorizawa...” Daichi snaps his fingers and points his index at Iwaizumi with a much-too-proud smile on his face, completely unaware of the man’s rising irritation. “Yes, right! Iwaizumi, didn’t you..?” 

“Ugh, God, that one,” injects Oikawa. 

Hajime feels the vein on his forehead throb at Oikawa’s tone, “Kawa... why are you so shitty.” 

“Well, sorry, if I don’t like the edge-lord that busted my entire future!” 

“Oikawa… You are literally at the Olympics… for the second time...” 

“Yeah, with you on the opposing side,” Oikawa says with a closed throat, sliding out of the booth, and heading off to the direction of the entrance doors.

Hajime sighs.

 *

 Their loss to Shiratorizawa is soul-crushing - it always is. 

‘Always’ - that’s the most crushing thing, Hajime despairs, ‘We always lose to that school.’ And Hajime feels the blow, of course, he's devastated, but it’s not personal, hell, it’s not even for his team - ‘God, I’m such a shitty Vice-Captain.’  

No, the absolute heartbreak he feels is for Tooru.

Hajime loves his team, he believes every single member has outrageous talent, but he knows that all their abilities combined, including his own, wouldn’t even hold a candle to Oikawa’s blinding torch.

Shiratorizawa is a school for rising champions, Abo Johsai is a school for kids with talent.  

Oikawa Tooru is on a completely different level, it's a fact - he outranks his own team. It keeps Hajime up at night because he knows that if Oikawa had a team that matched his talent and ability, he would never have to experience such consistent defeat. 

In times like these, Hajime feels shameful and useless, ‘How long will I hold Oikawa back?’

Hajime knows Oikawa. He knows he’s the real reason Oikawa chose Abo Josai, that because Hajime wasn’t good enough to get into Shiratorizawa, Oikawa shackled himself to a team that weighs more than he can carry. It reminds Hajime of those free-body-diagrams from physics class that Oikawa had to explain to him ten times over; Oikawa is the upward force, striving for victory at the speed of light, Hajime is the opposing frictional force, and Abo Johsai is plain gravity times mass times sine (or was it cosine?). Hajime only managed to scrape a B- in that class, so the only answer he can give this problem is that Oikawa isn't going anywhere, any time soon. 

A harsh slap to his back snaps Hajime out of his thoughts. He jumps with the force of it and doesn’t even have to turn his head to know who’s hand is laying firmly between his shoulder blades. He keeps his eyes downcast, but Oikawa - a true Captain - doesn’t force Hajime to look at him when he firmly whispers, “Next time, Iwa-chan. We’ll get ‘em.”

Their coach takes the team for ramen, gives them a speech about being proud and working hard, all while Oikawa is making faces at Hajime from across the table and, slowly, Hajime begins to let himself smile.

Halfway through dinner, Hajime feels his phone vibrate in his pocket. Thinking it’s his mother asking when he’ll be home, Hajime turns on the lockscreen and sees it’s an Instagram notification. He unlocks his phone and swipes down his Notifications - Hajime had to reset his phone notifications to conceal messages ever since becoming friends with Sugawara Koushi because the boy has zero filter and he doesn’t need his mom accidentally seeing messages with eggplant and squirting emojis, encouraging Hajime to make ‘his move’, whatever that means. 

EITA (@notsemisemi) has requested to follow you.

Now, Hajime is confused. He doesn’t even remember the last time he posted a picture on Instagram - he only really made the account because Oikawa started crying about, “Iwa-chan, I want to tag you in this picture, people should know that you’re capable of smiling! Everyone else has an Instagram, let me make you one, you won’t even have to do anything!” - so he’s not really sure how or why a random person requested to follow him.

'Maybe it's a spam account?'

He looks closely at the username and tries to think if he knows anyone with that name. When nothing comes to mind, he clicks on the person’s account and is met with very aesthetically angsty selfies of a grey-haired boy with sharp eyebrows and deep collarbones. ‘

He’s kind of…’ Hajime tries to think of the right words. He wants to say ‘pretty’, but that doesn’t feel right - Sugawara is pretty, Oikawa is pretty. Pretty people are soft and round and peppy. This guy is… 

‘Hot.’ 

And weirdly familiar. 

He elbows Matsukawa, who’s sitting on his right, and turns his phone screen towards the boy, “Do you know this guy?”

“Hmph?” Matsukawa’s lazy eyes roam over his screen and he swallows his food before speaking, “Yeah, isn’t that the reserve setter? He came in as a sub when Oikawa hit Shiratorizawa’s main setter.” 

Like a self-conscious self-absorbed bat, whenever Oikawa’s name is merely uttered, the boy in question will hear it, no matter what he's doing, “Eh? Oikawa hit who? I swear, it couldn't have been me, I’m a pacifist!” And he proceeds to put his hands up in surrender. 

The lightbulb goes off in Hajime's head, “Oh! When Oikawa jump-served the ball at that small guy’s face? With the uneven bangs?” He makes a downward sloping motion across his forehead. 

“Yeah, that one,” Matsukawa points to the phone screen, “Pretty sure that’s the guy who subbed for the rest of the set.” 

“Yeah…” Hajime trails, before adding softly, “He was good… Wonder why their coach didn't give him more playtime.”

Oikawa’s quick-clapping hands bring Hajime out of his thoughts, “Oh! I know what we’re talking about now! First off, I didn’t hit Shorty, he wasn’t fast enough, that’s the consequence of the game! Also, why are we talking about this?”

“Iwaizumi is on the sub’s Instagram page.”

Oikawa squeaks, “Is this about your grey-hair-slash-old-man fetish?!”

Hajime groans and facepalms, “No, oh my God, stop telling people I have a fetish, Shittykawa! He followed me.”

“Block him!” 

Hajime sighs, locks his phone, and puts it away, “Just forget it.”

“Hmph. That guy’s not even first string. What does he want with our ace?”

Hanamaki joins in, “I wonder why he’s not first string, though. I’m pretty sure he’s a third year, he’s been there every time we played against them. 'M pretty sure that Shorty is definitely a second year.”

Oikawa’s face turns from snooty to serious and he crosses his arms, “He’s good, but he lacks instinct. His technique is fine, but he doesn’t have what Shorty does. Maybe if he worked harder, but from the looks of it tonight, he doesn’t want it bad enough. He’s not on Shiratorizawa’s level - maybe he was once, but not anymore.”

'Not on Shiratorizawa’s level… Sounds like we might have something in common, after all.’

That night, before Hajime goes to sleep, he accepts EITA’s follow request and follows him back.

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[rencesworld]

How they react to you wearing something sexy at a party.

Suna x Black Reader, Oikawa x Black Reader, Iwaizumi x Black Reader, Kuroo x Black Reader

Warnings: swear words, smut mentions, all the boys are 18

Also the pictures are just demonstration of the dress the reader is wearing cuz I suck at describing stuff😭

Also, English is not my first language. So sorry for the errors!

Suna

The Miya(Atsumu’s idea)twins were having a Halloween party at their house, so of course you and Suna were invited.

Though Suna didn’t want to go, he only went because you and Osamu, especially you, begged him to come.

You and Suna have been best friends since first year at Inarizaki High School. You've had feelings for the sleepy fox eyed boy since the first day you met him.

You were thinking about confessing to him soon because your feelings for him grew stronger and it frustrated you. It's not that you're scared of rejection(you are) but you're scared ruining a perfect friendship. You don't want to lose the only friendship you valued the most because of your feelings getting in the way.

Osamu and Aran are the only ones who know about your crush for Suna, and every day they encourage you to confess to him.

You had ordered this sexy bunny costume hoping it would get here before the party, and lucky you, it did.

You ordered this costume because one, you wanted to look good and show skin. Two, you've always wanted to wear the Bunny costume for the longest, but you've never had the confidence to wear anything that revealing. Three, you wanted to surprise Suna(get some dick).

At the party.

You saw Suna in the kitchen, sitting on the kitchen counter using his phone.

When Suna saw you, he was SHOOK!

You looked extoic. You had a black curly lace wig(or any other hairstyles you prefer). You did a very light makeup, eyeliner, mascara(or fake lashes), and a dark brown lip liner with lip gloss(or any lip gloss/lipstick you prefer).

Suna felt like he was falling in love with you over and over again when he saw you with that costume. As you were walking over to him with a little smirk, knowing what you were doing to him, honestly turned him on. He could tell how confident you are due to the way you are swaying your hips a little and how you flipped your hair, when walking towards his way.

“Suna! Do you like the costume?” you asked, as you wrapped your arms around his neck and making sure to press you chest against his.

Baby boy was flustered and horny. All he could think about was all the dirty things he would do to you while wearing the costume, but was also shy and ashamed that he was thinking of his best friend like that.

But after a minute, he came to his senses and realized that you were teasing him on purpose and he wasn't about to let you tease him that.

Suna starts to rub your mid back close to touching you butt and bites his lips, “You look very good,” his voice getting deeper, and raspy.

The way Suna was staring at you was starting to really turn you on. He was looking at you , like you were his last meal. His voice sounded so tempting, ready to make you go on your knees.

“Prove it Rintarou.” You said seductive while pulling him close to your face. “Prove to me how good you think I look,” pulling him down closer, lips almost touching. He didn’t wait a second to prove it to you, he pressed his lips against yours. The kiss was filled with love, passion, but also sloppy, slow, and sensational.

He definitely proved how good you looked that night…(wink wink).

Oikawa

It was your 18th birthday and Oikawa had planned for you a birthday party.

You bought this pink dress that you fell in love with instantly and knew Oikawa was going to love it. You got the shoes and the purse that matched with the dress.

You finished getting ready, your hair, nails, and makeup was done. Your outfit on, ready to take some pictures.

The doorbell rang which meant Oikawa was here to pick you up. You checked again in the mirror making sure everything was good. You walked down the stairs to open the door.

When Oikawa saw you, this boy gasped so loud, you flinched a little. “Baby! you look beautiful,” he said as he grabbed your hand to twirl you around to admire you more.

After, he pulled you in for hug and as he hugged you he tried to cupped all your ass, “I love how the dress hugs your body so perfectly. Your beautiful curves are showing, your ass looks mighty good.” He rubs your butt.

“Thank you Toru, let’s go now so we won’t keep everyone waiting any longer for the birthday girl,” you said giggling and loving the affection he was giving you.

“I can’t wait to show you off to everyone at the party. You’re breathtaking, I mean you’re always breathtaking but in this dress, you’re glowing.” He grabs your hand leading you out.

You guys make it to the party and Oikawa wasn’t kidding when he said he was going to show you off to everyone.

“Look at my Princess, doesn’t she look stunning? Wait let me rephrase that, She looks absolutely stunning!”

“Iwa-Chan, look at Y/N! She’s divine!”

“Iwa-Chan, take pictures of me and Y/N, I need the whole world to see how stunning she looks tonight.”

He made sure to let everyone know how amazing you looked tonight, he even made sure to prove to you more how beautiful you looked privately.😏

Iwaizumi

It was Oikawa's birthday party. You and Oikawa were best friends and his only present from you was to make Hajime flustered and of course you agreed, because you love teasing Iwa.

Oikawa just loves seeing mean Iwaizumi flustered. So, Oikawa came up with a plan to go shopping for the outfits for his party. You both wanted to get something sexy to wear for the party.

The day finally came and you got ready for the party. Your hair was slayed, nails were popping, makeup on point. You knew the dress you were wearing was definitely going to leave Iwa stunned.

You made it to the party a little early since Oikawa texted to come fast before Iwa was there.

“Iwa-Chan is going to be amazed by your beauty Y/N! I can’t wait to see his reaction!” Oikawa says with so much excitement while stares at you in awe.

Before you can respond back to Oikawa you saw Iwa walking in the house, “well, we are about to see his reaction now.” Oikawa turned and smirked when he saw Iwaziumi’s standing by the door frame looking around, probably looking for you and Oikawa, “Iwa-Chan! Over here!” Oikawa yelled over to Iwaziumi. Iwaizumi rolled his eyes hearing Oikawas voice, he started walking towards yall but stopped when he saw you.

He was breathless seeing you in that dress, your body fitted so right in that dress. Seeing how your boobs were showing out a little too much riled him up, but not in a bad way.😌

Iwaizumi started blushing from the thoughts he was having of you, he felt so embarrassed. Oikawa smirked at how flustered Iwaizumi was, “Iwa-Chan, aren’t you going to compliment Y/N-Chan, instead of just standing there gaping at her,” Oikawa teased.

“Shut up Shittykawa, I was going to compliment her but you interrupted me, asshole,” he said walking up to you and pulling you by the waist, “you look beautiful, Love,” he kissed you.

“Thank you Haji,” you softly giggled when you saw the tint blush on his cheeks. “Awe, I want a girlfriend now,” Oikawa said, both of you guys forgetting he was still standing there. “Then go find one, you are surrounded by so many people,” you said.

The whole night, Iwaizumi would not keep his hand or eyes off of you, he was craving you badly and it showed. You weren’t complaining with the attention you were receiving from him, in fact it encouraged you more to tease him all night.

With all the teasing you did at the party, you knew you were in for it😏.

Kuroo

Bokuto was throwing a graduation party for the 3rd years that were graduating, so of course you and Kuro were invited.

Kuroo was the one who bought the dress at the mall. You guys were out shopping for outfits for the party. “Baby, how about this dress. You would look really good in it,” holding the dress out for you to see it. You studied the dress, “don’t you think it’s a bit short,” you said, “that’s the whole point Chibi-Chan,” he smirked.

You decided that you would get it because you really did love the dress. After 10 minutes of arguing about who’s going to pay, you gave up because you knew Kuroo wasn’t going to give up. “Chibi-Chan, what kind of man would I be to pick out a dress for you to wear and make you pay for it. I would be a terrible boyfriend and I’m never that,” he says dramatically.

At the party

You made it to the party with a couple of you friends.

You start to look for Kuroo, to find him and Bokuto dancing but from the looks of it, it looks like are competing against each other to see who’s a better dancer.

“Look, Kuroo can you do this? Huh? Huh?” Bokuto said, doing some weird dance moves. You started laughing at their little competition and how silly they looked.

Kuroo looked your way, “Kitten, you look stunning as always,” he smirks walking your way to give you a little twirl, smacking your butt in between the twirl.

“Are you made out of fluorine, iodine, and neon? Because you’re FINE.”

You laughed at his lame pick up line, as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. “Thank you,Tetsu.”

Kuroo was in love with how the dress fitted your curves so well, he mostly loved how your butt looks in it. He couldn’t help himself from rubbing your butt. “Tetsu! The dress is too short for you to be rubbing it like that,” you said looking around to make sure nobody was staring at you guys.

Kuroo smirked, still continuing to rub your butt. “I can’t help it. Your body just looks amazing in that dress, especially your ass.” He says pecking your lips a few times.

The entire night, Kuroo would not keep his hands away from your butt. He just loved how short the dress was and how it made your butt stick out more.

“Are you made of Nickel, Cerium, arsenic and sulfur? Because you got a NiCe AsS!”

Y’all know what happened after the party😉