#sejoh x reader

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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.

[duckymcdoorknob]

For your Speedwrite thingy: 1: Oikawa Tooru 2:Rät by Penelope Scott. Like the chorus part. 3: ANGST RIP MYHEART OUT 4: She/her pls 5: YES SHIT SLAPS

TW: FAT SHAMING

FUCK I LVOE THIS SONG

Alright I’m too enamored by this man to make it not be angst to fluff, sorry anon.

And it’s long so. Yeet.

not me lo-key thinking about making this song into a full length fic but I couldn’t figure it out so I decided against it????

“Why would you lie?” tears flooded into (Y/N)’s eyes as she trembled.

“Because that first year was disgusting. I didn’t want to have to choose that kid over you, but I needed all of my players.” Oikawa turned away from her, “I realized you’re just as naive as I am.”

“That’s it? That’s why you did this to me?!” She balled her hand into a fist, “Now to all of Sejoh’s team, I’m a laughing stock!”

“Aww you’re so traumatized,” he cooed, turning over his shoulder with a gentle smile, “it makes me wanna cry.”

“You dumb bitch...” she mumbled.

(Y/N) cursed the day that she had met Tooru, pushing all bubbly feelings aside because of this one moment.

“What did you just say to me?” The brunette stopped dead in his tracks, balling his fists at his sides

What had Tooru done? Well, classic shitty Oikawa attitude meets spiteful peer pressure.

—

“Dude (Y/N) looks so fat in that shirt.” A first year pointed out, frowning with an over exaggerated gag.

(Y/N) was currently chatting with Iwazumi, clad in black leggings and a crop top that looked like Oikawa’s Jersey. She looked absolutely stunning to Iwa, which was what they were conversing about.

“Hey! Don’t you dare! Not only does she not look fat, she looks beautiful.” Tooru bit back in rebuttal.

“Captain no she doesn’t! Look at how she droops out of it! So gross!” The same kid whined, “How could you let such disgusting girl tarnish your number like that?”

Tooru though to himself... were they right? No! He is not that shallow! But he never had the shirt modeled, she would be the first one seen in it. He sighed and trudged over to her, “you need to change.”

“What? Why? Tooru-“

“I don’t like the way one of my first years are staring at you. I gave him hell but... I’m still worried for you.”

(Y/N)’s eyes widened as she glared daggers at the first years. Nonetheless she obeyed her Captain’s wishes and pulled her jacket over.

It wasn’t until after the game that she realized the real reason. She was walking back to the club room when she heard her Captain and the first year.

“Haha so glad you made her put that jacket on. She looked disgusting.”

“Stop that! No she didn’t!” Oikawa’s angry voice echoed through the room, “I just have never had that shirt modeled before and...” he sighed, “I didn’t want someone like her to be the first.”

(Y/N)’s eyes flooded with tears as she stood, shocked, in the doorway, dropping the water bottles at her feet.

“Good luck, cap.” the first year sneered with a pleased grin.

“Shit! No! Wait! (Y/N)-“

The girl ran out of the gym with tears pelting her shoes. She went home and put on the baggiest shirt possible, not returning to practice for two weeks.

“Run Shamu! Run!” The first year chimed.

—

It all came down to this. Should she? Should she tell the love of her life how she feels felt about him? Or should she make up a lie like she always does? No... it was time.

“I loved you!” She cried, “I loved you, I LOVED YOU!” She let her sobs looss as she fell to her knees. The harsh blacktop chunks decorated them with splotchy blood and white scrapes.

Tooru turned around in a flash, immediately regretting the decision he had just made. “(Y/N)-“

“It’s true...” she whispered, choking on her sobs, “I bought that stupid shirt because I loved you.” she hiccuped as she attempted to stand. The pain in her knees screamed at her, so she collapsed back down on all fours, scraping the shit out of her palms.

Tooru gasped and rushed to her aid, offering her a gentle hand to hold so she could steady herself. “(Y/N) I’m sorry! I don’t know what came over me! I don’t know why I’m acting like this I-“

“I wanted to be you and do what you do! That’s why I bought that stupid crop top, that’s why I love you! Goddamn it, Tooru, I’m enamored by you!” She yelped, trembling as she picked the gravel from her bleeding hands.

“(Y/N), doll-“

“I lived here, I loved here, I laughed here, I cried here...“ she hissed through gritted teeth, “I should’ve just stayed at Karasuno...”

Those words hit Tooru like a lead anchor, causing his heart to rise into his throat.

“I never should’ve said that about you. I’m so sorry.” Oikawa slowly ushered a concerned hand on her shoulder, only to have it smacked before it could even make contact.

(Y/N), with great toil, made her way to her feet and dusted herself off. She winced as the adrenaline wore off and she can now feel all of the pain her cuts are causing.

“I bought it! It’s true! So what?” She snapped, lips pursing upward into a scowl.

“I really didn’t mean it. I don’t know why I even had the thought in the first place I-“ he threw up a hand to comb through his hair, only for the girl below him to flinch and fall on her butt.

“Oh my god... (Y/N)... I would never hit you.” Tooru’s fear stricken eyes widened as tears flooded them.

“I don’t even know you anymore.” She hissed, “god... I’m so embarrassed. I feel abused.”

“(Y/N) please I’m so sorry. I never knew this. Please let me make it up to you.” Oikawa offered her a hand so that she could pull herself to her feet.

Reluctantly, she did. When she was upright, Tooru pulled her into a tight hug, which she simply melted into and sobbed, “You betrayed me... you chose that disgusting pig over me.” she whispered.

“I did... I realize now that it was the worst thing I could’ve done.” He muttered into her ear, “Which is why I’m glad I kicked him off after that match.”

(Y/N) broke away from the hug, her strained eyes staring into Oikawa’s beautiful brown ones. “Tooru you just said you need all your players...”

“My players aren’t the same without you.” he stated in reply, letting a loose tear fall, “I haven’t talked to Iwa-Chan since the day you left. I assumed you must’ve told him.

The girl wiped the tear with her thumb and replaced it with a kiss to his cheek.

“Mm. You missed.” he whispered.

“What?”

He cupped her cheek and connected their lips together. The taste of salty tears lingered on both of their lips, “you missed.” He stated after they broke apart.

“You’re so corny, Tooru.”

“Please come back. I made such a big mistake... I let that kid get into my head and-“

“Same time as always?” (Y/N) asked, gently running a hand through his hair.

“Maybe fifteen earlier so we can spend some time catching up with Iwa-Chan.”

(Y/N) chuckled, “of course, Shittykawa.” she pressed a gentle kiss to his nose.

“OYE ENOUGH WITH THAT NICKNAME-“

[aurumskyy]

OHH YES TIMESTAMPS!!! if i can.... i would LOVE to visit my old high school’s Indoor sports hall. i spent 4 years there SO IT HOLDS A LOT OF MEMORY TO ME..... but it’s gone because the school is merging with another and the campus isn’t open to the public. i JUST MISS THAT PLACE BECAUSE OF THE PEOPLE, MEMORIES AND YEAH 🥺😔 ; fei

Fei! @feirella <3 hello, I hope you’re well & safe + healthy!

Thank you for sending this in & for letting me make a time stamp out of your ask! Without further ado, here it is! 

a/n: this did not veer in the direction I originally PLANNED HAHA- this was supposed to be a timestamp of [9:51 AM] but it became more of a fic >:)-

enjoy!! xx

pairing: oikawa x reader

warnings: mentions of food, contains hq spoilers!

pt. 1 • pt. 2 (an accompaniment to this! simply a flashback I wrote for fun. :)

the dust (has settled)-

The sight of Oikawa in your old gymnasium is like spotting a flame in a spark.

He isn’t in his jersey, nor his club uniform. He’s just there- spinning a volleyball in his palms with a sort of grace that you don’t recognize.

Bag swinging over your shoulder, you enter as quietly as possible.

The click of the door behind you is audible; echoing across the arched ceiling.

There’s a curve in his lips, a slight acknowledgment to his cheeks when he hears your arrival.

Nevertheless, you slink to the bench to set down your things.

For a moment or so, you watch him fiddle with the ball; turning it with calm hands.

It’s only when he sets it down that you speak up, crossing your legs and playing with the strap of your canvas tote.

“Hey.”

He gives you a charmed smile.

“Hey.”

“You’ve grown,” you say, in lieu of what you’re thinking. The statement is subdued.

Did you learn anything while you were away?

Did you find what you were looking for?

“6’5,” he responds. He knows that’s not what you mean.

There’s an unfamiliarity in the way he moves; like you’ve missed something- and you suppose you have. 

Not for a lack of trying, of course- people grow apart, and you imagine this new pro-player Tooru isn’t too stocked on leisure time (neither are you)- but there’s a hole in between the high school him and the current him before you now. 

The change is intangible and unnamed. 

Your nails click against the wooden seats as a false replacement for conversation.

Getting up, you walk towards him, torn between looking down or at ahead.

“What are you doing here so early?” he asks. 

His hair is shorter than you remember, freshly cut and harder to ruffle.

“Oh,” you shift your weight, “a fundraising dinner for the club. I’m gonna be a good alumnus.”

You grin, and he chuckles. There’s a certain effort in the sound that makes you draw in a breath. 

Empty pause.

“It’s nice to see you again.” His words elicit a nod.

“You look good,” he adds.

Suave.

You expect there to be a wink; a blown kiss- but nothing. His arms stay by his side, idle almost. He’s lost resemblance to the boy you remember- the one whose fingers itched to set; dismissive flirting and torrential drive.

You push a smile into your cheeks and step closer.

“You too. You look,” you rock back on your heels, hands stuffed into your pockets, “different.”

Wait. 

Your temple pulses. 

“Different from when I last saw you, I mean. Not that you were bad before. Good! You look good.”

Searching for something to describe how he seems now, you press your tongue against your teeth.

“You look happier.”

Oikawa doesn’t react much to your statement, blinking when you stiffly extend a hand to shake.

There’s a bubbling worry that this is awkward, that as the vbc’s former manager you should be able to greet him more warmly.

Former manager, you think- and the uncertainty of how this Tooru will react has you unwilling to move from your spot. 

He does take it though, and to your surprise, pulls you into a hug.

It takes you a moment to reply.

“Hey,” you repeat carefully- the syllable interrupted by a quiet hum.

Oikawa, in particular Tooru fashion, smells like the sun.

Swaying slightly, Tooru gives you a long squeeze.

“Thank you.”

You make a muted noise of curiosity, tilting your chin until it rests gently on his shoulder.

“For what?”

You were a good friend, Tooru wants to say. 

He settles for: “Managing us. I bet we didn’t give you an easy time.” 

He accompanies the sentence with a playful eyebrow raise.

You pull away, wrinkling your nose playfully.

“Well, you guys weren’t that bad. A little chaotic, but-” you snicker lightly.

“Plus,” you pause, “you made me proud.” 

You muster up your softest smile. 

I missed you.

You look at the new him as impartially as you can.

The manifestations of his success are there- in the pin on his jacket; his posture.

But he still rubs the back of his neck at your compliment, and you guess that this Oikawa, however enigmatic, is what the core of Tooru was meant for.

The atmosphere is full of things you don’t know and want to learn.

He runs a hand through his hair.

You bite your lip, meeting his gaze.

“I’m uh- supposed to check out potential caterers today; for the dinner. Would you...want to come with?”

You give him a shrug and a hopeful expression.

A beat of contemplation passes. By the time you think to ask for his response, he’s already zipping up his jacket, turning in the direction of the door.

Gaze appreciative, he glances back at you.

“Sure.”

And as he leans against the exit, waiting as you grab your things, there’s a lightness in your steps. 

Oikawa holds the door open with a flourish, gesturing for you to go first.

You oblige with a teasing curtsy.

“How chivalrous.”

He smirks back.

You two walk out of the gym, wind picking up as you leave.

Closing the distance between you, your feet shuffle sideways.

“Tooru?”

“Hm?”

“Do you still use the same cologne?”

“...Noo.” The corners of his eyes wrinkle, and a mischievous glint in his eye catches the light.

You nudge his shoulder and laugh, and it comes out a little easier.

“Same old me, right?” he quips.

You shake your head, muscles loosening.

“No. A better you, though.”

[lots-o-stuff]

requesting to show support so feel free to ignore!! how about oikawa with a reader who is equally as flirty as he is and has boys fanning over her like he does? thank you bby!

Oikawa with a flirty fem S/O

Holy crap!!! AHHHH!!! Ok I just want too say a huge thank you too @gemswrites!! this is my first request and I honestly didn't think id be getting one so soon!! i legit started screaming and jumping up and a down like an idiot when i saw it. So anyway now we have Oikawa with a Flirty fem S/O

ok so this petty bitch, we all know he is a flirty bastard, like its old news, I mean he has a fanclub and everything

but i also believe he gets jealous very easily and very quickly, so thats probably another reason including volleyball why that his previous girlfriends have left him

AND THEN, YOU come along, you and YOUR fanclub, technically you weren’t there to talk to him, you were there to see coach but irrelevant

SO you go to see coach and give him a note that one of your teachers asked you to give when you turn around and run smack bang into Iwaizumi bare with me i have a plan

N E ways, you run into Iwaizumi and fall straight on your ass, the whole team sees this,  and are fucking losing it

so you get up and you are fuming, i mean anyone could tell that you are angry, but all you do is smile, wave and walk out of the gym

So the next day you are still annoyed about being embarrassed yesterday and your fanclub notices this, mainly because you are trying to get away from them instead of flirting with them

and this is where our hero comes in

so Oikawa sees that this ‘poor helpless’ girl is being bothered, so he grabs your hand and runs

you are halfway across the school when he finally stops, you are extremely confused and frazzled

And before Oikawa can even begin to explain himself, you are switching between asking why he did that, thanking him and… wait are you flirting with him?

so you run, not out of embarrassment or anything but because you are halfway across the school, far from the entrance gate and you need to get home, so you book it out of there

Oikawa goes to the gym for afternoon practice and he is extremely confused, i mean he saved a pretty girl from being harassed and then she flirted???

like what?

i mean he does get flirted to a lot by girls but a girl he finds really pretty? he is S H O O K

So he’s in the gym and everyone notices something off, why? because he is quiet!

and as much as they want to relish in the quiet they know something is up, and who has to deal with it?

Iwa-chan

So Iwaizumi takes Oikawa off to the side to talk and Oikawa just spills

he tells him everything and how he thinks he might actually like someone

And Iwaizumi starts laughing, i mean he is losing it

Oikawa is absolutely offended because he just spilled all his thoughts and Iwaizumi is laughing

but then he explains

the girl thats got Oikawa all confused is the same girl that literally ran into Iwaizumi

so they hatch a plan, the next day they would go up and talk to you, and apologize, Iwa for running into you and Oiks for literally dragging you halfway across the school

Its the next day and you are back to your usual self, your near the front of the school being your flirty self and talking with you fanclub

Oikawa marches up to you, grabs your hand again, and pulls you off to the side, where he then apologises for yesterday and well, just then

you just start giggling, which makes Oikawa blush, his flirty facade completely gone with you

he’s stuttering out words trying to, honestly you don't know what he was trying to say but you just look at him and tell him

“How about you make it up to me pretty boy, meet me here for lunch?”

AND THEN WALK AWAY

Iwaizumi walks up to Oikawa and sees him blushing so fucking hard, he looks like a tomato

Oikawa just turns to Iwa and says “she called me pretty”

so you two meet up for lunch and you get to know each other, you both had to sit in a secluded room to avoid you guys’s fans

it then happens again the next day, and then the next, and then the next

and after about 3 weeks of meeting up for lunch Oikawa pops the question

no he isn't proposing

he asks you out on a date, and ill tell you what, he wasn't expecting you to  l a u g h  at HIM

your trying to stutter out in between giggles that you thought thats what you had been doing everyday for lunch

This boy would be so confused and then jump up from his seat before declaring that he’d take you on a proper date and that it would be the best one you’ve ever had

So fast forward to your date that friday night, this man takes you out to a really cute cafe and then takes you too see a movie pretty cliche i know but its pretty late when the movie finishes so he takes you out to an empty park and stargazes with you

by the end of the date he is dropping you off at home and before you can go inside

YOU pull him into a kiss, you beat oikawa by like 3 seconds

You probably hold that over him for ages

Anyway after you both break away from the kiss he asks you to be his girlfriend

So on the saturday you wake up and see a text from Oikawa asking if you wanted to meet up again

you guys do and you just hang around your house talking, watching shows, playing games and overall just enjoying eachothers company

come monday no one knows about you two, not your friends, not oikawa's friends, and ESPECIALLY not your guys’s fan club

so you are both walking into school together holding hands, laughing and teasing each other

this causes everyone around you too do a double take because the two school flirts?? are flirting?? with??? each other?!?!?!

*cue hysteria*

by the end of the day everyone knows, because neither of you are really trying to keep it a secret and the team find it hilarious

why?

because your fans look so depressed and it’s amusing to everyone else (especially since yahaba was in yours)

when you go to actually meet the team, matsuhana flirt, and flirt and flirt

they just keep flirting with you and worse?

YOU keep flirting back

this makes oikawa get very pouty, to the amusement of the team

and he decides to be petty, he ignores you afterward

so your there trying to get his attention and he just straight up ignores you, doesn’t make excuses or anything either

so you go up to him, in front of the WHOLE team and kiss him, hard

let’s just say this attention seeking bastard might start faking being jealous now…

iwaizumi never did end up apologizing for running into you

Anyway I seriously hope i fulfilled your expectations! i was checking during editing and this is my longest post so far! Please guys if you have requests don't be shy! i'm really friendly and will do almost anything!