Oikawa: I accidentally wore my contacts to bed. Sometimes I actually think I’m stupid.
Iwaizumi: Don’t worry, I do it all the time.
Oikawa: Wear your contacts to bed?
Iwaizumi: Think you’re stupid.
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Toru being in a bad mood and Iwa doing everything he can to cheer him up.
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You know something broke inside of him at that moment when Kageyama dropped a setter dump in the last set
He tried to save the ball like his life depended on that one point
And when the it hit the floor
You know it broke something in him
Because some of the painful parts of the past started gushing out
But what makes Oikawa awesome is he picked himself up and pulled himself together almost instantly
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pairing: oikawa tooru x fem! reader
warnings: swearing, suggestive content (17+), college drinking, college partying, breakdown
genre: fluff (?), angst, best friends, aged up characters
word count: ~2k words
a/n: hello friends!! enjoy this glimpse into what’s going on in my life through fanfiction bc writing is how i cope :) im glad to be writing for the first time in forever ! [btw, yes, this is about the boy i was talking about on here <3 ] pls reblog and enjoy xx
“hey… you shouldn’t sleep on the floor.”
you nudged his shoulder, hoping to wake him up. he let out a small groan, causing you to chuckle. the soft music echoed throughout your dorm room, only he was too tired to notice. you patted him again. instead of getting up, he moved closer to you and rested his head in your lap.
you didn’t expect to be spending your friday night like this. you didn’t think your friday night would lead to this. yet, it did.
it started out as every innocent weekend does. you were just looking to have a good time. one of your good friends, bokuto kotaro, always seemed to have something going on in his room, so you decided to go there.
however, you didn’t go alone.
you went with your best friend.
you first went to his room. oikawa opened the door with a dashing smile as he always did and let you inside. he handed you a water bottle.
“i already made you your mix,” he said.
“what a good friend you are.”
“the best, i know.”
the two of you made your way to bokuto’s dorm, already feeling the affects of your drink. you could hear the music from down the hall.
“yooo! we got y/n and tooru here!” shouted kuroo, bokuto’s roommate. you laughed and joined in on the fun.
you liked these little dorm parties. they were harmless. just a group of friends getting together. however, every time you went to one of those dorm parties, there seemed to be something in the air.
“take a shot y/n!” insisted makki. you smiled, taking the small glass and downing it.
“that’s my girl!” said oikawa, causing your face to grow warm.
“hey now you gotta take one,” you teased. oikawa smirked, pouring himself a shot and taking it as if it were water.
as the night progressed and people began to reach their limits, you found yourself snuggled up on a bean bag with your best friend.
your best friend whom you’ve liked since the day you met him.
you stared up at the ceiling, watching the l.e.d lights above you blur onto one color. you looked over your shoulder at oikawa, who was on the brink of passing out. you patted his chest.
“don’t fall asleep.”
oikawa opened his eyes and chuckled.
“im wide awake.”
you could finally feel some clarity as the alcohol was wearing off. you looked around the darkened room as your friends held back each other’s hair and people were passed out on the futon. you looked at oikawa.
“we should go.”
you wobbled your way to the elevator, holding oikawa’s hand as you went in. he was practically begging for your attention. you clicked the button back to your floor, where he also lived.
you couldn’t just leave him like this. his roommate wouldn’t help him and you knew he’d be a wreck all alone. so, you led him to your room instead.
your roommate went home every weekend. you honestly liked having the room to yourself. it made situations like this easier.
and that led you to where you were now. sitting on your bedroom floor as he slept besides you. his soft breathing tickled your thighs. you ran your fingers through his brown hair, something you never thought would happen out of a platonic context. was all this platonic? you didn’t know. you soon would.
tooru shifted closer to you, nestling into your lap. you felt his hands snake under your shorts as he played with your underwear. you sighed.
the two of you laid there for hours it seemed. he was fast asleep while you pondered what was happening. he had to have known what he was doing.
suddenly, tooru got up and stretched out his arms. you looked at him with widened eyes. he yawned.
“your bed is probably way more comfortable than the floor.”
oikawa made his way to your bed, climbing up and getting under the covers as if he owned it. you took a deep breath and got into bed with him.
“hey,” you whispered. oikawa looked at you and gave you a tired smile.
“hey pretty girl.”
you felt your stomach clench at his words. why did he have to say that. you gulped.
“tooru i…i like you,” you whispered. oikawa sat up, placing his hand on your cheek.
“yes really. i like you,” you admitted. oikawa leaned in a bit closer to you, making your heart flutter.
oikawa pulled you towards him into a kiss. you had been waiting for this moment, so what else were you to do but kiss him back. kiss him like your life depended on it. you kissed him and everything felt perfect. like this was how things were supposed to be.
you stared into his eyes. his eyes that seem to encapsulate every reason why you liked him so much. so much more than just as your best friend. you memorized every sound he made and how he made you feel. you memorized every word he said and how you believed them to be true. as you dug your nails into his soft skin, you couldn’t help but realize how beautiful he was. you wondered if he thought you were beautiful in this moment too.
you pulled the covers over your bare body and snuggled into his chest. as the two of you caught your breath and he turned off the lights, you thought what could happen next. what will come of this night? certainly you couldn’t stay best friends now. there was something there. there had to be something between you two, or so you hoped.
you asked to talk to him. he asked why. you said you just thought it was best to speak in person. he said okay.
you made your way to his room, just as you had a million times before. why was this time different?
“hey,” he said. you smiled, letting yourself in. you sat down on his couch, fiddling with the sleeves of your sweater.
“so what’s up?”
you took a deep breath.
“i just wanted to talk and see where your head is at since…um…these last two weeks have been kinda weird,” you explained. oikawa chuckled.
“i kinda figured that’s what you wanted to talk about.”
two weeks. this has been going on for two weeks. staying in his room, sending flirty texts, confessing how much you missed him when he would leave. and he played along. for two weeks.
“look, y/n, i like you and you’re one hundred percent my type,” he began, “but, im just not in the place for a relationship right now. i think we should just stay friends. but hey, if anything happens in the future that’s cool too.”
you nodded at every word he said, even though it went in one ear and out the other. once you finally realized what he had said, you felt your heart crack.
but you couldn’t let him know that.
“right. that’s for the best.”
oikawa smiled and patted you on the back.
“i knew you’d understand. wanna watch a movie?”
it was another friday night, except this time you were alone. you laid in your bed, alone. he was just down the hall. you could go and see him. you missed him, and he was only a couple hundred feet away. what you wanted was for him to just hold you. not platonically.
you got up from your bed and walked over to his room. it was normal for you to come over unannounced. you were best friends after all.
you gave his door your signature knock and waited for his response.
“oh hey,” he smiled.
“can i come in?”
as the credits of the movies rolled, you couldn’t help but look over at tooru every few seconds just to check if he was looking at you too.
oikawa moved closer to you on the couch, wrapping his arm around you. you slowly made eye contact with him and as he shot you that look, you knew what was happening next.
his lips felt like a cloud, his kisses a dream. everytime you tried to back away, he drew you back in. he was always drawing you back in.
“w-wait-“ you insisted. oikawa gave you a confused look.
“tooru…i thought you wanted to be just friends.”
“then why are we doing this?”
oikawa scratched the back of his head, chuckling nervously.
“come on y/n…all this is just friendly.”
you felt your heart crack again.
oikawa gave you a pat on the back.
“it’s just platonic.”
you stared at him for at least two minutes. blank expression. you got up from the couch and began to pace back and forth.
“so you like me, but not enough to date me, and you think everything we’ve been doing has just been out of friendship?” you shouted. tooru’s face was now blank.
“you have been toying with me for weeks, tooru! and i let you! you know why?”
“because im fucking in love with you! oh my god tooru im in love with you and you treat me like shit!” you screamed. your anger turned to sadness as you felt tears roll down your cheek. oikawa got up and stood in front of you.
“y/n you have to know i never meant to hurt you. i just wasn’t thinking and i didn’t expect this to happen the way it did…like i didn’t even know you liked me-“
“how! how did you not know? i even told you!”
“well i didn’t think you were so serious…”
you looked into those dark brown eyes, something you used to love to do. now, you looked into his eyes and saw yourself. a crying mess in front of him.
“why don’t you love me?” you pleaded. oikawa sighed.
“you know i care about you y/n. you’re my best friend and i can’t lose you. but i just can’t give you what you want. i’m sorry.”
your heart finally broke.
he wasn’t sorry. you didn’t believe him. you wanted him to lie. fake being in love with you because you were so in love with him. so in love it drove you insane.
“im gonna go.”
“y/n don’t go-“
“tooru, i need a minute. please.”
oikawa grabbed your hand and pulled you towards him. your red eyes stared him down.
“come in y/n. you’re my best friend. you can’t be mad at me, right?”
you trembled in his grasp. you couldn’t stop crying. you felt like a fool.
“no, i can’t. unfortunately im too in love with you to hate you.”
you broke away from tooru and walked out the door.
it was excruciating.
you didn’t even date him. why on earth did it hurt so bad? it was so much worse than anything you had felt before.
you gripped into your pillow, sobbing until the fabric would change color. before, when you were sad, you would go to tooru. now, he was the reason why you were sad. so you had no where to go. you couldn’t avoid him. after all, he lived just a few doors down and he still technically was your best friend. you had no choice but to fake it. fake that you were fine when he asked to study or grab lunch. fake this feeling of happiness to mask your heartbreak. all for him.
everything that happened was meaningless.
it was meaningless in the way you wanted it to be. it meant everything to you and nothing to him.
it was simply just platonic.
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i just. have a lot of thoughts. about how what kageyama considers to have the highest probability of success is not what oikawa does, because what oikawa does, when cornered, is go to iwaizumi. thinking about how kageyama (at least at first) is driven by making the best moves technically, while oikawa has so much trust in iwaizumi that he'll toss to him as soon as the situation gets hard. thinking about how oikawa, while being a great setter on a technical level, is also incredibly driven by his emotions and how, at the end of the day, the person he trusts the most is iwaizumi.
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feat. atsumu miya, hajime iwaizumi, keiji akaashi, kōtarō bokuto, osamu miya, suna rintaro, tōru oikawa, tobio kageyama
mdni or else i'll cast a spell on you
pussydrunk!atsumu, who’s addicted to your essence. he laps it up like a starved man, his strong hands pinning your waist down against the bed as you tremble and sob from overstimulation after he’s made you cum for the nth time of the night.
pussydrunk!hajime, who wakes up every morning with soiled boxers. every night, his dreams are filled with fantasies of you, your body, and fucking into your pretty pussy in every which way. the images of your frame beneath his and the sounds; god, the sounds he knows you would make while two of his fingers are knuckles deep inside you – they drive him to the brink of insanity.
pussydrunk!keiji, who can’t do anything but stay still as he bottoms out inside you. he feels your plush walls grip and squeeze every ridge, every vein, and lets out labored breaths when your cervix brushes over the slit on his head; his most sensitive part. he's afraid to move, even in the slightest, because he knows if he does, he'll blow his load inside you right away.
pussydrunk!kōtarō, who shows up at your house in the middle of the night without warning and begs you to let him have a taste, having gone the whole day salivating at the thought of your sweet essence spreading over his tongue and coating his cock. how could you refuse when he asks so sweetly?
pussydrunk!osamu, who licks slowly and deliberately at your folds while his index and middle fingers quirk against the one spot inside of you that has you seeing stars as you spill all over his face. he doesn’t mind at all, though, and takes it down his throat like the smoothest of fine wines.
pussydrunk!suna, who grunts sweet praises against your ear as he kisses your cervix with every agonizingly slow thrust into your velvety walls. grunts of "such a perfect pussy," and "taking my cock so well, this pussy's made for me" has your legs tightening around his waist and fingers clawing at his back as your vision goes white.
pussydrunk!tobio, who ruts into you like he’s never been in pussy before. his face is buried in your neck, soft whines and breathy babbles of how he's gonna cum escape his lips as he shakily rolls his hips against yours, chasing his high. he drowns in the feeling of your walls clamping down on him and your own voice calling out his name as you writhe beneath his frame.
pussydrunk!tōru, who excuses himself to the restroom every half an hour while at practice, just to fuck into his fist imagining that it's your cunt. his pants and moans of your name bounce off the walls as he cums over, and over, and over again. of course, it doesn't feel as good as your pussy; nothing does, but it'll have to do until the evening when he comes home to the real deal.
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𖧷 hq boys + accidental confessions
with: k. tetsurou, o. tooru, t. kei
tw: none >:)
ollie's notes: omfg :0 a SMAU?? FINALLY !! ive made you guys wait CENTURIES before i posted another one ;; also only three :P cause i lost interest in the prompt after making kei's.
pt two : m. atsumu, b. koutarou, s. rintaro
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NEW ART AND THE BOYS IN YUKATAS ASDGDHSFAFASFSF
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Oikawa Tooru in Junior High
Happy Birthday lovely Amina! @rubydragon16
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Kiss Kiss Fall In Love 🌹🌸
Ouran Higschool Host Club AU with Daichi and his harem of captains
[Just for fun! Do not take characterizations too seriously]
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don’t you ever forget,
this worthless pride of mine.
(20.7) happy birthday, oikawa
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can you imagine how good a boyfriend Oikawa is? he's so sweet and he has this dizzy lovesick look in his eyes. he would be so attentive and touchy and i think he would be more shy around someone that he likes just as much as they like him. and he's SUCH a romantic. he's always saying sweet things to you and he calls you "my love" "angel" "sweet thing"
you catch him staring at you all the time and when you call him out he doesn't even try to make excuses he just hugs you close and says "i just love you is all"
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oikawa thinks there's a lot wrong with him.
despite his confident demeanor and natural charm, oikawa doesn't believe that he's what others make him out to be. he's not the great king nor is he a force to be reckoned with. he's just oikawa, a setter from a small school that constantly missed out on punching their ticket to nationals. oikawa doesn't blame himself for his team's losses, or at least he tries not to, but in every game of his that he's analyzed, he's more prone to noticing the wrong than the right.
that set was too low.
if he tossed it a bit higher maybe they would've scored the point.
he put too much power into that serve.
if he moved even a second quicker he could have saved the ball.
no matter how many witty and genius plays he saw throughout a game, his focus consistently stayed on the wrong. so when his last volleyball season ended, when he finished his final days in high school, when he finally got the chance to start fresh, oikawa so desperately wanted to be in the right. he wanted to stop seeing the wrong, he wanted his past failures to not haunt him or feel like a burden as he did his best to move on, so much so that he was willing to pack up his life and risk it all. it was perfect, it was his dream fresh start, a way to finally be at peace with all of his wrongs.
but in order to do so, he would have to leave behind the one thing that felt right.
oikawa froze as he saw you at his front door. "i did tell you i was leaving," he replied.
"i know," you smiled softly, trying to hide any hints of sadness at your boyfriend's departure. "you told me months ago and i'm still in shock."
and oikawa can only laugh softly. "you know-"
"tooru you don't need to explain," you interrupted. "i understand, you want your fresh start, you want to follow your dreams." you sighed. "i just didn't think those dreams of yours would lead you to a new country."
oikawa had always been grateful for your support, whether it was at games or in his school life or even at simple practice, you had been by his side every step of the way. for every victory, every loss, every single second the boy had been dedicated to the game in high school, he felt you supporting him and cheering him on. oikawa had always been grateful for your support.
but he's never been more grateful than he is right now.
"it's gonna be tough," oikawa sighed.
"long distance?" you asked.
"yeah, long distance."
and at that you scoffed jokingly rolling your eyes as you replied. "please, it'll be much easier for me considering you won't be following me around like a lost puppy." but oikawa knows you well, he knows that you're trying to be happy for him despite your true feelings.
"i don't follow you around," he counters crossing his arms. "if anything you're following me."
"oh really?" you smile.
"really," oikawa replies.
and you only sigh, "well it'll be fine then because now i don't have to spend an insane amount of hours in a sweaty volleyball gym."
you're making excuses, oikawa thinks to himself, you're creating reasons that you aren't sure are true.
"you can just see it through my phone," oikawa tries.
"if i'll even be awake," you laugh. "the time difference is insane."
"you barely sleep anyway!" oikawa counters.
"yeah and i'm not going to give up those precious hours to watch you hit balls in a stuffy gym."
and oikawa sighs a smile on his lips, "you're pathetic."
"and you love me for it."
you're right, he does, he loves you more that words could describe and if he got the chance he would love you every day until his last breath. no matter how much wrong and how much loss oikawa faced in his life, you were the one thing that he thought could fix his life in an instant. you felt right, felt perfect. you made every wrong, every mistake in his life worth it.
but in order to follow his passions, to chase what he's been dreaming of for years, he'd have to leave you behind, the one thing that oikawa's certain he got right.
"tooru," you started, grabbing for his hand.
"what is it?"
and then you met his gaze, your eyes brimming with tears and a sorrowful smile on your face.
and oikawa instantly knew what you were going to say next.
"i think our time is up."
it's not. oikawa refuses to believe that it is.
"with the time differences and the big life changes, i don't think that this will work in the long run."
it will, oikawa knows it. he knows that you both will pour in the time and effort into your relationship just like you always did.
"we can do it," he tries. "i know us, i know you, we can do it."
and you only sigh in response.
neither of you wanted to call it quits. but right now it felt like you were both on the edge of a cliff, staring down at the chasm at the bottom, too scared to take that final jump.
"i think we should-"
"come with me."
you blink, "what?"
and he only repeats, "come with me."
his hands are trembling, his heart is beating rapidly.
"i have an apartment, a place just for the two of us, it's not too far from the university campus and knowing your scores you can get in easily."
but his tone is certain, it doesn't waiver one bit because oikawa tooru knows he would be a fool to let someone like you slip out of his grasp.
"we can go to the same university and you can still watch all my games."
there's no way in hell oikawa's going to lose you.
"you want me to come with you?" you ask.
"i do," he replies.
oikawa think he's gotten so much wrong in his life.
but this, you, felt like the one thing he's truly gotten right.
"come with me to argentina."
heyyy thank u so so much for reading!! i hope you like this as much as i do
reblogs are so so appreciated thank u <33
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YOUR EX FOLLOWS YOU HOME AND YOU CALL HIM
♡ with hinata , oikawa , bokuto , kyoutani
♡ summary on your way home from cram school , you ex tracks you down and follows you from a distance . they’re far away but it’s as if you felt them breathing down your neck , leading to you calling the person you need most .
♡ warnings toxic relationships , harassments , stalker , ex grabs you at one point
♡ note writing hq for the first time in forever T-T
you didn’t expect this to happen, but deep down you knew you would be in this situation at some point in your life; pursued by someone who didn’t understand what ‘im done with you’ meant.
you tried to control your breathing as you walked down the sidewalk, the echoing of two sets of footsteps the only thing consuming your mind. it was dark and it was cold and the fact that no one was around did not help to ease your nerves. you sucked in a breath and discreetly reached for your phone, dialing your boyfriend’s number with shaky hands.
⊳ HINATA’s smile dropped when he heard your hushed voice on the other side. both hands came to cup the phone on his ear, his brows furrowed in concern. he was immediately up from the sofa, leaving his msby teammates confused while the jingle of his car keys was the only thing heard in the room. he jogged down the stairs, his soft encouragements staving off your heavy breathing. “don’t worry, babe, i’ll be there soon, m’kay? i love you, try not to panic, just give me a minute, i swear i’ll be there.” he was racing down the streets at this point—hinata wasn’t really one to get angry often but if it was a matter with you, then the gloves were definitely coming off. his car skidded to a stop on the empty street you were at just as your ex dared to grab your arm. hinata leaped out of his car and grabbed your other arm, yanking you behind him while holding your ex in place. he nodded at the car, signaling for you to hop inside while he had a word with your ex. even the sun has to go down at some point.
the car ride back was filled with him cooing praises and calming you down, promising that it will never happen again. not if he can help it. his hand was in yours for the whole ride back, thumbing over your skin and pressing kisses to it occasionally. he cuddled with you the moment you decided to go to bed.
⊳ OIKAWA tried to sound unfazed, but ... someone following you? he was the only one allowed to follow you around like a lost puppy and he wasn’t about to let his title be usurped by some wannabe. this was his reasoning but he was very worried and didn’t want to admit it to himself. he rushes to his car saying, “be there in a jiffy, darling, don’t worry your pretty head about it, okay? your big, strong boyfriend is coming to save you, hahaha. not funny? okay, i’m sorry, but it’s true. it’s going to be alright, sit tight and stay on call, i’m already in the area.” he pulled up and stashed his phone once he saw your ex’s hands on your shoulder, intending to hurt. not wanting to make things worse, oikawa kept a stone face on as he said, “uh, that’s my s/o you’re touching. hands off, now.” you stared at him with wide and glossy eyes and oikawa wanted nothing more than to pull you close and erase this moment from your memory. “i’m not asking again, go away and never ever find your pathetic, musty bitch-ass around them again or i’ll call my dog on you. i probably will anyway.” oikawa would then sucker punch that asshole in the face and guide you away, shielding you with his large frame.
“my poor baby,” he’d kiss your nose and forehead and take care of you for the rest of the night, making sure that the only person on your mind was him, not that sucky ex of yours. lots of kisses to the cheeks and the corners of your eyes. he promised you that you’ll never have to go through that again because he’ll be your last.
⊳ BOKUTO panics. with you. over the phone. a whole bunch of commotion like, “shit, really? okay. uh. okay, okay, i’m coming. don’t move. well, actually yes move because they’re following you, right? fuck. don’t worry baby, i’m not letting them get away with this, you hear? they’re never going to bother you again, i swear it—akaashi, can i borrow your car?” it would make you smile had the situation been different. he’s your bubbly little boy most times but if someone were to ever slight you, he’s a different man. he’s definitely not going to let some little shit ruin your day. he jumps in akaashi’s car and zooms over to your location. the only thing you can hear is heavy breathing, wheels skidding, and incoherent mumbling. he doesn’t even close the car door before he jumps out and makes a beeline for your ex. grabbing that asshole by the shoulder, he smiles sweetly at you and says, “get in the car baby, i’ll be there in a second, okay? i’d prefer if you didn’t look, either.” you do as he says but of course you look and all you see is bokuto’s monstrous frame towering over your cowering ex, shouting and gesturing wildly while your ex tried to apologize. bokuto definitely scarred them and he does not regret it.
he kisses your knuckles when he climbs in again and soothes your concerns about him. takes you out for your favorite cuisine and treats you to everything your eyes perk up at. his touch doesn’t leave you for a second and you don’t go a minute without feeling a loving kiss on your face.
⊳ KYOUTANI says nothing. he’s gritting his teeth and biting his tongue, desperately trying to keep his anger in check. he doesn’t want to blow up at you, not when you’re scared and alone. “i heard you, beautiful. i’m on my way. just... don’t do anything stupid, okay? i’m coming to get you.” he’s a great player for sendai and everyone think he’s been reformed from his high school days but that could not be farther from the case. he can and will go apeshit for your sake and he will not apologize. he would sacrifice his reputation if it meant defending you because he knows damn well you deserve everything good in life and he wasn’t about to let someone else make you feel otherwise. “i’m almost there, pretty baby, try to calm down for me, okay? nothing will happen to you. i swear on my life.” he arrives and he is livid. he sees your ex having the audacity to lay a hand on you and he loses his mind. “get in the car, y/n, now.” and you do because you are so relieved he’s here. kyoutani glances back at you to make sure you’re okay before turning to your ex. he rolls his neck saying, “perfect opportunity to relieve stress, don’t you think?”
he hates that you had to see beat the absolute shit out of someone but he’s not sorry. he’s not a talker so he stays quiet as he comforts you, holding your body close to his so that you know that he is here and he is for you. he rubs your back soothingly and orders some comfort food that will get your mind off the shitty evening.
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haikyuu boys + riding
featuring: KUROO, OIKAWA, BOKUTO, SUGAWARA
warnings: NSFW, minors do NOT interact, all characters aged up 18+, dirty talk, mentions of size kink, daddy kink, use of “bunny”, cum, intercourse, anal play
a/n: i wrote this at like 4am so no proof reading. apologies in advance for any spelling errors!!
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cowgirl is kuroo’s favorite position
and while he does love when you grind on his cock, he much prefers fucking up into your tight little pussy
he loves holding you down hard, pressing his nose into the crook of your neck as his balls repeatedly slap your ass
when he’s really into it, his hands trail down to your hips and his fingers dig into your skin
“you feel so fucking good, princess”
will bite on your jaw and neck and leave cute little pink marks that you’ll have to cover with concealer in the morning
“you like being on top, baby? yeah?”
your moans and whines are music to his ears
“what? you want me to go harder, hm? use your words for daddy.”
but his favorite part is filling you up with cum, and then watching it drip out and back onto the tip of his dick when you pull off of him
and after seeing that, he won’t let you get far
he’ll grab you instantly, and position your sweet cunt right back over his dick
he wants a round 2
oikawa is a sucker when it comes to riding
he enjoys cowgirl, but he also loves reverse cowgirl, too
he likes watching you do your thing
it’s especially hot to him when you have fun with it
grabbing at your own tits, or pulling your ass cheeks apart for him
he really just loves a good show
“you look so cute, angel”
“oh? for me?” he’ll say, before dipping a thumb in your ass.
don’t be fooled, though. he loves when you ride the absolute shit out of him.
feeling your walls grip him as you come up and then back down?
it’s heaven to him. nothing makes his dick any bigger than watching you bounce your ass up and down his length.
when he does eventually cum, he usually likes to make a mess of it
he’ll pull out at the last second and paint your clit and ass with thick ropes of white
will refuse to clean you up unless you twerk for him first
yes, while covered in his cum. dont ask.
bokuto is such a soft dom
so every now and then, he’ll let you get on top
he relishes in the way your tits bounce all in his face
it makes him drool
most definitely will leave his mouth open to try and catch one of your nipples
loves grabbing your waist to help guide you up and down his massive cock
“making me feel so good, baby”
thinks you look like a GODDESS
even with your hair in your mouth, and your eyes rolling into the back of your head, and your cheeks being flushed and shiny from sweat
he wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else except under you
“can you feel how hard you’re making me? huh, bunny?”
“fuck, yes, fucking ride that cock”
when his hold on you gets a little more stiff, and he goes a little more quiet, you know he’s close
most of the time, he doesn’t even warn you when he’s about to cum
it just happens so fast
after it’s over, he’ll breathlessly look at you and say he loves your pussy over and over again
and you’ll just laugh and kiss him before getting off
sugawara already adores praising you
but when you’re on top?
you’re in for a ride, babes. pun intended.
when you suddenly pin his hands down to the bed and straddle him, he’ll raise his eyebrows at you
“oh, we’re doing this?”
he thinks it’s cute, seeing you assert yourself. he’s definitely not gonna stop you.
so he’ll let you find your bearings, before wrapping two sturdy arms around you
he’ll look at you with a soft smirk, whispering “do me however you like.”
he knows how much it turns you on when he encourages you like that
while you’re working your magic, sugawara will kiss and suck all over your neck and chest
he’ll leave a few hickeys on your collarbone for sure
“you’re doing such a good job, sweetheart.”
when he slips out and tries to put his cock back in, he’ll “accidentally” almost put it in your ass
once he’s noticed that you’ve cum copious amounts of times, he’ll allow himself his release
will whisper sweet nothings in your ear as his cock throbs inside of you
won’t even pull out immediately. will cockwarm for a while before getting up and assisting you in aftercare
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you see him with someone else after the break up !
includes: angst, post break-up, gender neutral! reader
featuring: kuroo tetsuro, iwaizumi hajime, oikawa tooru
it hadn’t even been that long after you guys broken up.
he’d done it so abruptly. all you wanted to do that day was meet up and relax — until he’d approached you and told you about how “i don’t think this relationship is going to work,” without a second thought.
the nights you’d spent driving around the places you used to go to together, remembering where he’d first kissed you and where he’d promised that no matter what, no matter how upset he was, he’d always try just for you.
you stop in your tracks when you see him with someone else at the park, arm around them and pressing kisses to their cheek. you watch as they softly giggle at his touch, that same fondness and affection he gave you. they looked like a couple right out of one of those old romance movies kuroo insisted watching, the really cheesy ones that made you sick.
you should’ve known. or maybe, deep down, you did know but chose to ignore it.
it was the way he hesitated whenever you held him, or how he simply just nodded whenever you told him that he looked good that day or that you missed him. the way iwaizumi smiled at their texts and photos the way you wished he would at you. how he’d always bring them up in arguments.
“babe, there’s nothing going on. you have nothing to worry about, i promise.”
he’d always dismissed it as you being paranoid or overthinking, though you doubt they’re simply ‘just friends’ when you’re seeing the two of them together at your favorite restaurant, shortly after your breakup with iwaizumi.
he just looked so... content. the way he grabs their hand and kisses it, staring at them with his head tilted and smiling softly. it makes you wonder if iwaizumi would’ve ever treated you this way.
the sound of all of the chatter and the cars going by, it all drowns out since all you can hear is your heart beating faster as you watch the way iwaizumi goes to kiss them and wrap his arms around them. maybe you should’ve known better, thinking that you had any chance with iwaizumi when it would’ve always be them.
you felt so... empty.
you missed him. you missed hearing his voice over the phone, listening to him complain about practice or ramble about whatever show you’d started. missed the good morning notes he’d leave around and his kisses in the evening.
which is why it made your heart drop, seeing the way he’d simply carried on and found someone else. someone who he thought was worth showing off to everyone, always posting them on his story and commenting hearts on all their posts. had he ever even done that with you?
it was clear that he hadn’t given you a second thought — he was busy posting random cute selfies together and clips from their dates. there were a ton of people in line to date oikawa tooru, to him, you were nothing special.
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𖧷 hq boys when you call them pretty ; pt one
with: k. tobio, m. atsumu, i. hajime, o. tooru, t. kei, k. kenma x gn!reader
tw: very minor swearing
ollie's notes: ...deadass these are so fun to make
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it’s the babies
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You waking up in their bed after your special night (all characters aged up!)
ft. Iwaizumi Hajime, Kuroo Tetsurou, Miya Osamu, Tooru Oikawa.
-Iwaizumi Hajime He woke up first, and stretched a little bit, slowly noticing your figure on the other side of the bed. Leaning down, he starts playing with your hair,”I don’t know what I did to deserve this, to deserve you. But here you are…..”he whispered. “Hmmm, me neither”, you respond back, slowly opening your eyes and giving him a smile, which set his heart rate to a million. He kisses your cheek, “I love you beautiful”. “I love you too Hajime”.
-Kuroo Tetsurou You were awake for almost 10 minutes now, waiting for him to wake up but he didn’t. So you turn on your side, facing him. ‘He looks so peaceful’, you thought. You thread your fingers through his hair, giving him a peck on his forehead,”I love you Tetsurou”, you whisper and get up when you’re suddenly yanked back, arms wrapping around your body and you hear a soft “I love you too baby, but stay”, and before you know it, he’s already drifting to sleep. “Ok you big dork”.
-Miya Osamu You rolled around the bed,trying to find warmth when all you felt were cold and empty sheets. Your eyes shot open, not finding your boyfriend next to you. ‘Wait, where is he ?’, you panic. And then, a warm smell brushes your nose, making you look toward the door. And there was your lover, just in his gray sweatpants, no shirt, messy hair, holding a tray for you. “Hey baby, how are ya feeling ? I made breakfast for ya so eat up!”, he said, sitting next to you. You felt butterflies swarm in the pit of your stomach. You sigh in relief ‘he’s still here’, “thank you ‘Samu”, you say, pecking his lips. “Anytime beautiful”, he said, winking at you, making it hard for you to concentrate on your breakfast when an entire meal is right in front of you.
-Tooru Oikawa“So you’re mine right ? I mean, you’re right here! I still can’t believe you’re mine. I swear to god, if this is a dream, I’ll cry for the rest of my life!”, he complained from beside you. ‘drama queen’, you thought. “No Tooru baby, this isn’t a dream”, you say, pinching his side a little. “OUCH! Ok, yeah this is way too real!”, he pouts. You just laugh at his antics ; leaning closer, you kiss his lips, “I love you Tooru”, you say, getting lost in his eyes. His eyes widens, pink dusting his cheeks, “I love you too princess”.
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