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oikawa x reader - “off days”

genre: fluff, comfort

word count: 479

warnings: none

notes: part four of my five part christmas special 

theme: christmas carols

it was the worst time to feel sick. christmas was literally two days away and here you were, sulking in your bed and your boyfriend wasn't making you feel any better. oikawa was sitting a foot away from you, bearing an extremely arrogant, at least in your view, glint in his eyes.

"if you say 'i told you so', i would be legally compelled to plummet you to the ground."

oikawa chuckled, inching just a bit closer to you, "can you, really? you can barely sit without shaking."

"i swear to god, your head would be on my plate after i get over this flu."

"that's fine. that leaves me a day or two to enjoy life and you know, christmas."

you pouted, weakly throwing the pillow by your side, "you meanie. this is why iwa-chan hates you."

"excuse me," oikawa exaggeratedly placed a hand on his chest all the while, adjusting the pillow you just threw so you were leaning on it, "he does not!"

"yeah sure, and the earth is flat. just like you."

"you're crossing the line, y/n."

you poked your tongue out in retaliation, comeback dying on your throat as you fell into a seemingly endless coughing fit. at this, oikawa softened up, his deameanor turning an one-eighty as he worriedly patted your back in an attempt to provide some comfort.

"don't go playing around the snow next time, you hear me?"

"it's not my fault your baby cousin is so irresistable."

oikawa chuckled, he understood your sentiment, "whatever the case is, it's now time for you to rest up and get your health back up. you have a day to feel better."

"don't go around setting deadlines on me."

"well," oikawa pushed you gently to the side so he can lay beside you. of course, you complained but as always, it fell on deaf ears, "i'd hate to spend christmas with you all sick."

"geez, what a burden, am i right?"

"hmm... i admit that i'd rather not clean up your snot but it's also because i don't like seeing you like this."

it was at this that you softened up. while you weren't exactly at fault, you felt kind of guilty that oikawa needed to see you in your most vulnerable point and essentially drain the happiness of the day away.

"i'll be in tip-top shape soon."

"you better."

silence passed between you two and it enveloped you in a warm and peaceful manner. out of nowhere, oikawa began humming. you recognize the tune as 'auld lang syne'. despite the roughness of your voice, you mumbled the lyrics which seemed to please oikawa as he tightened his grip on you.

oikawa can picture a hundred and one better ways to spend the day but feeling you nuzzle closer against him, this time singing 'last christmas', made him think that maybe this isn't so horrible afterall.

oikawa x reader - “remnants of christmas”

genre: smut

warnings: 18+ ; holiday kinky spirit ; bdsm ; bondage ; overstimulation ; collar ; praise ; oral (fem receiving)

word count: 483

18+ content under the cut.

as the holiday spirit dwindles, so did the need for decorations. it was supposed to be a weekend dedicated to putting down the christmas tree and the lanterns while getting through the leftover gingerbread snacks and hot chocolate. it was supposed to be a soft afternoon spent dancing through the last songs in your christmas playlist. it was supposed to be a wholesome day spent with oikawa who was currently on his last day of christmas break so why were you in this predicament?

oikawa chuckled darkly, the vibrations tingling against your skin as he pressed light kisses over your neck, "you look so beautiful like this, princess."

and it was the truth. oikawa did find you beautiful as you knelt against the cold, tiled floor. arms and legs bound tight by a string of christmas lights that flickered warmly against you. it illuminated your skin beautifully, highlighting your visage in a way that made you look ethereal— like an angel that just so happens to be desperate for his cock.

"please, tooru," you whimpered, absolutely crushed from the ridiculous amount of teasing he has been doing, "no more..."

"is my princess getting needy?" you shamelessly nodded, cunt clenching as you felt his hand reach over your neck, fingers ghosting ever so slightly against the gold bead garland that adorned your neck in a makeshift collar before he pulled.

"we can't have that, can we? it's the season to be giving, after all."

you hated this. you hated how you were completely under his mercy and how you could feel his smirk as he taunted you. it made you feel so weak and so small but as he flipped you over, ass high up in the air and your pussy being on the receiving end of his tongue's abuse, you thought that it might not be so bad after all.

his ministrations never ceased, his tongue licking long strips against your womanhood before it prodded and teasingly caressed your walls. a rough hand reached over to rub small circles against your swollen clit. it’s shameful how loud you were being but oikawa enjoyed every little noise you made. it was heavenly.

oikawa thought that this was a nice late gift. your taste was divine and he felt as if he could eat you out without rest. your broken words made his cock throb and it didn't help that he could feel you clenching, every little flutter with body barely upright as you trembled from overstimulation against his lips. he couldn't help but chuckle again as he lands a harsh slap against your ass. you were his perfect little princess.

you weren't the only one getting needy as oikawa slammed himself into you in one fluid but powerful motion that caused the santa hat that was way too big on you to drop down and hide your heavily dilated eyes that fluttered into a close from the cosmic orgasm that came unexpectedly from his entrance.

Pairing/character: Oikawa Toru

Anime: HAIKYUU!!

Reader: GN

Post type: TEXT

WARNINGS: sexual mentions, teasing, poking fun at Oikawa

Description: Sometimes reader likes to make fun of Oikawa and his flat ass. But don't get wrong, they still hype him up.

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Title: Who would actually like watching Real Housewives shows with you.

Warnings: Gossip, spoilers for RHW, nothing else, but let me know if there is

Characters: Oikawa Toru, (THE MAN) Nanami. Bokuto, Noya, Tanaka.

Anime Shows: Haikyuu and Jujutsu Kaisen.

A/N: Hello! Hope everyone is having a great day, this is part two of this first one . Hope everyone enjoys! Feed back is always appreciated! Also have no idea how to add the "read more" button, I type on my phone. So if someone could tell me how that be awesome

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Oikawa Tooru:

Dis BITCH

I just KNOW for a FACT

He loves real housewives (NY, ATLANTA, NJ, POTOMAC, BEVERLY HILLS), KUWK

Use to watch Flavor Flava finds love, Rock of Love, New York finds love

Basically anything and everything that has drama, and gossip

Never told anyone before, it's something to do for relaxing

At least when he does relax 🙃😮‍💨

Besides Iwa, he found out once, came over to his place

Unannounced, there was Oikawa, curled up on the couch, popcorn in hand and soda

Alien PJ (use to glow in the dark)

"IWA! ITS .. GET OUT!"

But that's for another time, after that with Iwa and begging him to delete the photos

He kept it secret for years

BUT WHEN HE HEARS ASHLEY CRYING CUZ HER (real) DAD JUST SLAMMED THE DOOR IN HER FACE

he gets hit dead center in the face by Issei

"Babe! Are you okay?!" You hollered discarding your phone, the volume still high

Bending down over Oikawa, his face beet red, nose starting to bleed

"You watch Real Housewives of Potomac?" He asked, sitting up real quick, (ya nearly bumped heads)

"y-yeah, I know it's just all gossip and can be scrip-"

"Marry me."

"W..what?"

Iwa ends up coming over an dragging him away to take him the infirmary office

Finally comes back and walks you home

"So... Potomac?" He questioned, after he came back it was kind of awkward, since he did ask you to marry him

Most serious you've ever seen him

"Yeah, I also watch re-runs of Girl Code," you shyly spoke, you got picked on sometimes from others (family as well) whenever you'd bring up these shows . So the fact that your BF

This King amongst Volleyball, fucking knows about these shows

Just made you love him and fall for him even more

"Have you seen the episode where they were at the wine tasting, and Monique and Candace were fighting."

"AND CANDACE WAS WAVING THE BROKEN GLASS IN HER FACE!" You hollered in joy, balling up your fists and bring them to your chest in excitement

"YES! AND THEN MONIQUE GRABBED HER BY HER HAIR, AFTER SHE KEPT TELLING HER TO DRAG HER!"

The whole way to your place, you guys talked about and suggested new shows

And he came over the next day to binge, Flava Flav finds love.

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NANAMI KENTO:

This man

DIS MAN OF MEN

Adult of ADULTS

I see him, as someone that will try and understand his significant others interests

You like to knit or crochet?

He buys books, and watches videos on it, suggests designs or even just goes out to get equipment.

You like puzzles?

Dis MAN

Will HELP and even go out and buy a frame and glue to frame it. (something I did with my sister and her puzzles, just a suggestion y'all cheap decor)

So when he gets home from (surprisingly 😲) working overtime

Hears "The only thing fake about me, is THIS!" coming from the living room

And your giggles

He cooly walks in, right at the moment that Aviva FUCKING SLAMS HER LEG ON THE FUCKING TABLE

And he just standing there🧍🏼

😕🤔 😲 😂

Legit his reaction

You got scared shitless

Legit jumped, cuz sure you've heard him chuckle 🤭 or a cute little giggle one time

But this LAUGH

Omfg

Listen I LOATHE my father BUT HE HAD A REALLY CUTE SCHOOL GIRL LAUGH

Almost a fuckin giggle

I see this man, as very serious, and very well put together, gets shit done and doesn't deal with nothing

So the fact that he has the cutest most angelic but surprisedly off the wall laugh

Threw you for a loop

"Wh.. what are you watching dear? *Clears throat* Is that her leg? Who is she? Is there more of this series? Can you rewind that, please " Nanami asked, taking a seat next too you on the couch.

"It's real housewives of New York, and that's Aviva she ... Clearly has a prosthetic leg, and-"

You end up having to re start the whole series from the beginning

Got to see Bethany and Jill falling out, Kelly and Bethany having a feud.

He gets addicted

Like... Will Google information about them, finds out when they will coming out with another season

Starts to discover NeNe from Atlanta, along with Porsha, Kandi

Gets into 90 Day fiance

All the spin offs of that

Even the Chantel family (never watched it though for myself, but I saw it)

90 day : The other way, 90 day: Happily Ever After?

When he watched the one with Ed an Rose 😅

Thought he was a PIG

"I'd rather her date Gojo, then this pig, at least I know Gojo wouldn't care about leg hair and not bring up her breath without getting to know what's going on. Let alone mention it in front of everyone?"

"... He also lied about his height, and his intentions."

"God, if only I could jump through this TV."

WHEN HE BROUGHT OUT THE LINGERIE

Ya man

DEAD

LEGIT GOT UP AND WALKED OUT WHILE MUMBLING "I'd rather deal with Gojo."

But in short

Nanami wouldn't mind it, I feel like he would get addicted

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Paring: Toru Oikawa x female reader

Requested: no

Genre: smut, female receiving

Warning(s): cunnilingus, figuring, degradation

Summary: Toru eating out his freeuse slut aka you

Word count: 743

Other works

Beta reader: none

disclaimer: this is my first time writing smut, so dont expect it to be stellar (do lemme know if it was good or not)

a/n: I request each and every one of you to comment on this fic don't be a silent reader it helps me as an author to understand my readers and i would love to communicate with all of you. Constructive criticism is always welcomed by me so do talk about this fic or send me an ask.

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Oikawa was your pretty cute roommate. You both had met during your college days and as dorm partners and had bonded over time. Now, three years after finishing, you both are still going strong as roomies.

He has settled into his big-boy job of playing volleyball full-time, and you have the most boring nine-to-five ever. Although the big-time celebrity he is, plus the wealth that is flowing into his bank, says he is a richie rich dude, but the boy still refuses to move out, and who are you to say otherwise?

Now, the refusal to move has some ulterior motives, but it's not like you were not aware of that. The man is obsessed with you, more like your pussy, so much so that he refuses to let you have a moment of peace in the house when you both are alone.

The fact that neither of you are in a relationship helps a lot in contributing to it, not like a simple boyfriend would stop the man from bending you over in the most obnoxious place and ramming his cock into you, but surely it would create a bit of hindrance, and no one likes those.

To put it in the most simplest from, you are his personal free-use slut; that’s what you are. You could deny it, but you know it as well as he does, that you'd bend in the middle of a crowded street if he wanted you to.

Not like he actually wanted that to happen, but you get the point. So, as a general rule in the house, it is forbidden for you to wear panties or a bra, not like you liked to do so anyways. He liked having access to your pussy at all times of the day so that he could always take you anywhere and everywhere.

 Just like this time, when he came back from the gym all sweaty and thirsty, for your pussy.

Walking into the house, he looks around for you only to find you on the balcony tending to those basil plants you have started growing a few months ago. Leaving his gym bag on the couch, he strides over to you and without a single word, he pushes you towards the railing of the balcony and, bending down, he settles himself between your legs.

“Been thinking about you all day,” he says from between your legs and without letting you answer, he pulls down your shorts to get the view of your glistening pussy, with its puffy lips.

“Did you play with yourself while I was away?” he asks, looking at you, only for you to let out a flustered whine.

“I just edged myself, Toru, I couldn’t cum,” you say, thoroughly flustered.

“Dumb whore can’t even make herself cum without my cock, that’s what you needed, wasn’t it?” he laughs as you vigorously nod.

Without wasting another moment, he dives into your pussy, licking a long stripe of it and sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. With each and every lick it becomes even harder for you to keep your voice lower, eventually your screams pierce through the quite evening, making sure to let all the pedestrians know who is eating you out so well.

Latching his face further into your heat, he adds two fingers inside you and immediately starts curling them. Your essence dripping onto his tongue is like heaven, sweeter than any candy he could ever have.

While letting out lewd breathy moans, you grip his hair hard as he keeps abusing your cunt.

“To-toru, ahh-”

“Yes, scream my name, slut, let the world know who makes you go all dumb over his tongue,” he groans.

“Toru, I’m gonna-”

Before you could complete your sentence, the waves of pleasure hit you harder than anything else. With a loud scream of his name, you come all over his face and like a starved man, he drinks you up till the last drop of your cum is gone and you are shaking with overstimulation.

Emerging from between your thighs, he gives your pussy a quick slap, saying, “I'm gonna go take a shower, I expect you to be naked on your knees beside my bed, slut.”

With that, he is out, leaving you to shakily walk into the house towards his bedroom, because what Toru wants he gets, and you are no one to deny him the pleasure he so politely asked you for.

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a/n: again if you have read till the end do tell me how you liked it, and thanks for reading.

A/N: I uh… have no words for this😂

Warnings: explicit sexual content MDNI +18

It‘s the end of December, you and Tōru deciding to go to cool off in the local public pool since you have the weekend off.

It’s already 28°C and it’s only 10 am, having the AC on full blast, you sit in the passenger seat next to your fiancé, Tōru Oikawa, Setter of the Club Atlético in San Juan.

He holds your hand in his, gently caressing your fingers with his own, humming along to the beat of the radio that currently plays ‚Despacito‘.

The window on his side is down, making his fluffy brown hair flow with motion from the wind and you still can’t believe you’re the only one to get to admire his beauty every single day.

You’re his and he is yours.

Having to seem a sixth sense, Tōru‘s chocolate brown eyes turn to yours briefly, still having to keep an eye on the road.

Chuckling a bit, he asks why you are staring at him.

„What? Can I not admire my handsome fiancé?“

You can see a small blush forming on his cheeks, he grins.

„No no. You can. It’s a free country after all, I‘d admire myself too.“

And just like that, you scoff at his remark.

Finally arriving at the parking lot of the pool, you and Tōru make your way to the entrance and pay for your entrance tickets.

Thankfully it’s still pretty empty this time, so there’s no line.

As soon as you are about to head into the changing room, the Setter was about to follow you inside the changing cabin when you stop him from doing so.

Confused, he looks down at you with a pout.

„I don’t think so. I am not letting you in there with me.“

Tōru smirks at that and you can almost foretell what he says next.

„Why so shy all of sudden mi vida? I have already seen everything.“

Yep. There it is.

You stare at him with a blank face, taking a step back, and close the door right in front of him.

„Aw mi corazón, you’re breaking my heart.“

Ignoring the brunette, you change into your black bikini, knowing with a small smile that Tōru loves this one on you.

As you step out after you’re done changing, you see Tōru leaning against the lockers, wearing his black space swim shorts with little aliens and space ships on them.

His naked torso is on display, showing off his abs and muscular chest from years of hard training and working out.

He catches you staring again and smirks while slowly walking over to you and puts his arm around your shoulder to pull you to his side.

„Looking as sexy as ever. Come on, let’s go cool off.“

He presses a soft kiss against your temple.

The rest of the day was shared with kisses, relaxing in the grass on a big shared blanket and with Tōru swimming rounds to keep himself fit.

Being exhausted from today‘s sun and messing around in the water, you both took showers and now you walked out of the shower with just a towel wrapped around you, holding your bikini in your hand as you look for you fiancé.

The door for the men‘s shower opens and Tōru stops in his tracks when he realized that you are wearing nothing underneath that towel.

Gulping hard, he tries so hard to control his incoming hard on.

You notice the strain in his shorts and hiss his name in a warning.

„What?! You’re hot as fuck and this is a natural reaction.“He explains with a small whine but comes closer to you.

„Come on, this has been on my bucket list for places to have sex. Be a little bit adventurous for me pleeeeease.“ The Setter practically begs.

Looking around you don’t see anyone and you can’t believe that you are agreeing to this stupid plan. Both of you could get caught, you could get kicked out, you could get a house ban, you could-

Your rambling thoughts are interrupted when Tōru pulls you into a changing cabin and immediately locks it.

Pushing you against the door, he pulls you into a wild kiss, grasping your face gently in his hands.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pull him even closer to you, so your bare skin touches his and you can feel his hard member pressing against the lower part of your stomach.

His warm hands wander down from your face, to your delicate neck, down your shoulders and he pauses the kiss for a second to look at you.

His pupils are blown wide, almost taking up his entire irises and his breath is slightly heavy from the steamy make-out just now.

You’re not in any better state than him, nonetheless you pull him back in, adding your tongue immediately into the kiss.

Feeling him moan into the kiss, you return one that gets swallowed into his mouth.

Tōru‘s big hands wander to the towel wrapped around your body, starting to undo the knot that’s holding against your body and you feel it loosening.

Throwing the towel behind him on the bench of the changing cabin, he takes in your nude body for a second, admiring and mesmerizing your perfect curves, the roundness of your breasts and your pretty face.

He would fight the world for you.

„Take a picture, it’ll last longer.“ You cheekily smile at him.

Shaking his head slightly with a taunting smirk as well, he brings you back to his lips, almost aggressively pushing you into the wall again.

You gasp by the force of his strength and the brunette takes that chance to slip his wet tongue into your mouth, tasting a small hint of the strawberries the two of you shared earlier.

His big hands move down your thighs, tapping you twice, signaling you to jump in his arms.

After a small heap, you cross your legs around his strong waist, entangling your arms around his neck, fisting your hands in his still slightly wet hair to pull on it.

Hearing your fiancé whimper in your mouth is making you even more wet and you feel one of Tōru's hands move to your entrance, rubbing and flicking it gently to prepare you for his cock.

Noticing you are wet enough, he moves his swim shorts just a tad bit down to free his aching dick.

Blindly searching for your wet hole, he finds it a few slight testing thrusts and slips into you with a deep moan.

With his forehead falling onto your shoulder, he starts a slow pace first before quickening his thrusts.

All of sudden, you feel his teeth biting into your shoulder, the pain making you whimper with excitement but also hurt.

„Ah… ah…. Tōru… please go faster.“ You manage to choke out.

Letting go of your shoulder, he hides his face between your head and your neck, muffling his grunts and moans into your wet skin.

Rearranging his grip on you, his movement is more rough now, the tip reaching your cervix with every snap of his hips into you.

Desperately trying to keep your voice down, it’s almost impossible to stay quiet.

The way his bare dick slides in and out of you, it’s making your brain foggy with desire and lust you’re feeling from Tōru’s skills.

Giving you one last thrust, he gently lays his sweaty forehead against yours and you hear his breath hitch , the feeling of something warm fills you up.

Panting heavily, his cock twitches a few times before you can feel it soften just a little bit.

As Tōru opens his eyes, you can see adoration and love shining in his warm eyes. Giving you a small chaste kiss against your lips, he gently lets you down, his soft dick slipping out in the process.

After regaining his breath, he smirks in victory.

„That… was…. fucking…. amazing. We gotta do that again sometime.“

Shaking your head, you quickly begin to get changed into your dress that you brought for changing back and the movement causes some of Tōru‘s cum to drip down your thigh.

„Let’s hope no one heard us.“

„Nena, with the way you were moaning and begging for me, I am sure half the people here have heard your beautiful sounds.“

Almost dying in embarrassment you quickly make your way out of the building, a satisfied Setter following your steps with the biggest bliss on his face.

Little extra ❤️

Iwaizumi is just chilling in his dorm room when his phone vibrates with a message.

Taking a sip from his water bottle, he unlocks his phone to see a message from his best friend in Argentine.

It’s a selfie with you and Oikawa in the car, with Oikawa sticking out his tongue in a cheeky way and you hiding your face in your hands, looking extremely embarrassed.

As he reads the caption, he spits out his water.

“Guess who just had sex in a changing room of a public pool😝😎”

@rukia-uchiha-98 @wake-uptoreality @lyditheoverthinker @darthferbert

DAY 4 : ENVY: TŌRU OIKAWA

Watching you talk to his best friend at a party is making his blood boil with rage and jealousy, his grip on his red drinking cup is making the plastic slightly crunching with noise.

Laughing at something Iwaizumi said, you gently push him, giggling like a little school girl in love. Oikawa has been keeping his eye on you for a couple months now, but you’re not the slightest bit interested in him. And it pisses him the fuck off.

The brunette continues to watch the two of you, until he can’t take it anymore. He dumps his drink in the nearby trash and makes his way over to you with quick steps.

"Iwa, mind if I borrow (Y/N)?" Before Iwaizumi can even reply, Oikawa drags you off by grabbing your arm, ignoring your protest and tries of pulling yourself free.

Entering an unoccupied room, he forces you in and closes the door and then locks it.

"Oikawa what the fuck was that?!"

"I am not letting Iwaizumi take away what’s rightfully mine.” He growls and takes predator-like steps towards you, looking like a lion ready to devour its meal.

The room is really dark, the moonlight the only light source in the room. All of sudden, you see a dangerous glow of lime-green eyes looking at you. The usual chocolate brown eyes gone completely from his irises. The glowing green literally screaming lethal poison.

His changed appearance is striking a little bit of fear into your bones and yet, you feel excited for what’s coming next.

"Now, my sweet little thing, we are gonna play a game called 'Cat and Mouse', so be sure to be loud and squeaky enough for the whole party to hear you."

@rukia-uchiha-98 @wake-uptoreality @nerd-of-karasuno @darthferbert

A/N: Chose the names for the kids completely random, also I was a horrible teenager and I still feel bad what my poor parents had to go through with me. Also, the Spanish translations are from my male best friend whose mother tongue is Spanish, I am sorry if it’s not correct, I’ll kick his ass if something is wrong 😂

TW: period blood

Tōru Oikawa is many things.

King of the court, former national Argentinian Setter, husband of a beautiful successful, confident woman he calls the love of his life and father of three children.

Now as a retired athlete, the former Setter trains all sorts of volleyball clubs in San Juan. From little kids trying out Volleyball for the first time to High Schoolers and even College students trying to go pro.

All these years, you raised the children mostly while your husband played volleyball professionally until he couldn’t do it anymore physically. With coming age, every athlete reaches their breaking point sometime.

Now working your dream job as a novel publisher about a romance novel you recently published, you’re in the United States, traveling and doing interviews about it.

The two of you always wanted a family.

After Tōru did the try outs and made it on Argentinian team, the the two of you celebrated with a lot of alcohol and passionate kisses and just like that, your first child was born 9 months later.

Just by the age of 22, Tōru is a father of a beautiful girl named Sofia, she was born in the bright early morning light in December.

As first time parents, there were ups and downs but you both pulled it through as a team.

During the years, you and Tōru brought two more lives into this world, one girl and one boy. Hikari and Thiago.

Sofia is now 13 years old, which means she is a teenager now. Hikari is 10, while Thiago, the youngest, is 7 years old.

Thiago does not always has it easy with two older sisters, especially since Sofia has had incredibly bad mood swings that she occasionally lets out on her siblings, causing fights to break out that the poor former retired pro Volleyball player has to break up lots of times.

Unfortunately the former Setter’s wife is out of the country for interviews and signing her books, leaving the man to run the household by himself.

During years of intensive training, raising three children, nothing could have prepared the brunette for this.

Puberty.

On Saturday morning, Tōru prepared breakfast for his kids when Sofia came out of her room with an annoyed expression.

No.

Pissed expression.

She sits down at the table without greeting her family and just begins to tear apart the waffles without eating them.

"What’s wrong with you?" Hikari asks in a curious voice.

"What’s wrong with your face." Sofia’s voice is full of venom, like her sister took away her iPod again without asking her first.

"Hey! Ya basta." Tōru scolds her with a frowned expression.

Sofia’s mean demeanor drops a little bit but the anger on her face still remains. She definitely inherited your angry expression that Tōru is still terrified of.

Thiago is just munching on his Lucky Charms cereal, ignoring his sisters’ antics like always.

While both daughters inherited your looks, Thiago looks like a solid copy of his father. The same hair, the same eyes, the same face.

When the Setter cleans up the mess from the cooking, an idea pops up in his head. Something he hasn’t done with his kids in quite a while due to their school activities and homework.

"Hey kids, how about we play some volleyball in the garden later on? We haven’t done that in a while." Tōru suggests.

The two younger Oikawas brighten up with excitement, whereas the oldest one barely reacts.

"Go got ready after breakfast, I'll clean everything up and Thiago, go get the volleyball in mum’s closet." Tōru tells his kids, a huge smile breaking out on his face when his youngest one quickly chows down the rest of his food before running upstairs to get dressed and fetch the volleyball out of his parents’ closet.

Hikari also finishes, setting her plate in the dish washer before going to her room as well, getting ready to play volleyball with her brother and her father.

Tōru looks at his daughter and she pushes her plate away, leaving the table without another word.

"Sofia, you know you can talk to me. Qué te preocupa?" The brunette calls out to her.

She doesn’t reply, just keeps on walking and closes the bathroom door with a slight slam.

With a deep sigh, Tōru finishes cleaning up, wishing his wife was here to help him figure his teenage daughter out.

All of sudden, he hears Hikari and Thiago running down the stairs, this time in sports attire instead of their pajamas.

Making a run for it, Hikari trips Thiago to be the first to arrive in the garden of the house.

With his face landing on the hardwood floor, he groans out loudly in pain before getting up and yelling after his sister.

Rubbing his temple in annoyance, Tōru makes his way to the bathroom to try and get his eldest daughter out to join the family fun.

Knocking gently on the door, the father begins to talk.

"Sofia? You okay?"

"Go away, dad!" She yells out behind the door and it sounds like she is scared but also deeply upset.

"Preciosa, what’s wrong? You okay?" He begins to get worried.

"It’s nothing, I just… I-I need mum for this." Sofia sounds embarrassed as she says it out loud.

Tōru pouts a little bit at that, his little girl choosing you over him.

"Maybe I can help you." The father offers.

"No! You can’t! Gosh, this is so embarrassing!" She shouts in reply.

Now Tōru is starting to freak out a little bit.

"Sofia, tell me what’s wrong or I will knock down this door, I am not kidding!"

No reply.

"There’s… there’s blood… in…my…" She stutters.

Pressing his ear against the door, he tries to listen what she is trying to say.

"Blood in your what?!" Tōru asks frantically.

Now both Oikawas are freaking out.

"I GOT MY PERIOD, YOU HAPPY?!" She finally snaps and yells.

It seems like time has stopped for Tōru Oikawa.

Why, why?!

Out of all the times, it happens now?! When you’re gone and he has to deal with it by himself?

'Deep breaths, Tōru. You can do this.'

"Nena, please open the door. I’ll try to help you in any way I can."

"You can’t! I read online that I need something called a pad or a tampon. Do we have any of that here?"

Tōru knows whenever you’re having your period, you keep your feminine products on top of the med cabinet, out of reach from prying eyes.

Hikari and Thiago return inside the house after a while, confused why their father hasn’t come outside to play yet.

"What’s going on with Sofia? Is she sick?" Thiago worriedly asks.

Hikari appears as well, more annoyed than worried like her little brother.

"Sofia, if you die, can I have your laptop?" She teases.

"No! When I get out of here, you’re done for, you little shrimp!" Sofia snaps back.

"Oy! No one is killing anyone! I will be right there, just leave your pa and your sister for a bit okay? I promise I will be there."

Tōru interferes, before Thiago becomes an only child, more likely foster child, since his wife will kill him as well.

Hikari and Thiago make their way outside again, with Thiago jumping on his sister’s back like a warhorse.

They both scream as they head outside again, while Tōru only shakes his head at their silliness.

"Mijita, check the top of the med cabinet."

"What? Why?" Sofia asks perplexed.

"You’ll find what you’re searching for."

After a few minutes of rustling and hearing movement, the father hears the rustling of plastic and the uncertainty in his daughter’s voice as she describes the products.

"You found everything?"

"Yes, thank you, pa…"

"De nada, linda. I’ll explain from the door how to use it."

Tōru does not move from the door, explains to his daughter step by step how to use the different kind of feminine hygiene products, also offering to buy her favorite candies and food tomorrow and even if Tōru can’t see it, Sofia has tears in her eyes, appreciating her father’s supportive nature so much.

When you return from your trip, Tōru is watching a volleyball game between England and France, eyes captivated by the screen.

He is sipping on a beer can, eyes on the tv, switching between cursing and cheering for the teams.

Entering through the entrance door, you spot the love of your life immediately.

"I haven’t seen you drink a beer since high school. Any special occasion?" You grin as you hug your husband from behind, your arms wrapped around his neck.

Pressing a chaste kiss against his temple, your brunette husband chuckles and intertwines one of your hands with his.

"Bienvenido de vuelta, ¿Cómo fue tu viaje?" Tōru asks while briefly looking at you over his shoulder.

"Amazing! The people are very nice and I was busy every single day. How was home?" You ask in return.

"Puro pánico y discusión entre hermanos." Your husband sighs while taking another sip of his beer.

"What do you mean?" You say in a very concerned voice, already bracing for the worst.

"Your daughter had a mental breakdown over her first period today."

"MY daughter?! She’s your daughter too, marido."

"ANYWAY, your amazing marido handled it, amore. They are all asleep, Sofia and I had a long and big talk, you don’t need to worry your pretty little head about anything else."

You smile brightly at him, remembering you have a little souvenir gift for him.

Quietly unzipping your suitcase, you change into the surprise you have for your husband.

"Tōru?" You quietly call out to him, leaning against the entry way of the living room, doing a sexy pose of the new black Victoria’s Secret lingerie you got from the States.

"Hm?" Looking over his shoulder once more, the brunette’s eyes almost pop out of their sockets, choking on the sip of beer he took, while taking your figure in.

"Ven y cógelo, mi capitán." You say in a seductive voice, walking towards the direction of your bed.

Jumping over the couch, the Setter follows you into your shared bedroom, full of excitement and horniness for his precious wife.

Translations:

Ya basta = stop it/cut it out

Qué te preocupa? = What’s wrong?/ What’s going on?

Mijita = my daughter

De nada = no problem

Bienvenido de vuelta, ¿Cómo fue tu viaje? = welcome home, how was your trip?

Puro pánico y discusión entre hermanos = pure panic and siblings fighting

Marido = husband

Ven y cógelo, mi capitán = come and get it, my captain

Late Nights

Oikawa x reader

a/n: This is my first ever fic that I am posting here, and honestly I am a bit nervous. This fic is for the collab that I am hosting with some of my friends and I am so excited to see them all.

Prompt: “ It's 3am, why are you at my window? “

Hearing a knock at your window you startled awake. Pushing back your covers you got out of bed to check what was going on. 

Peeking out your window you noticed Oikawa knelt in the grass with a rose in hand. Upon opening your window you hear, “but soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and y/n is the sun.” Looking up at you he smiles.

“Hey, dork. It's 3am, why are you at my window?” Yawning, you leaned against the window sill. He really was a dork but damn it if he wasn’t cute. 

“I was thinking we could sneak out tonight. Have some fun for once! You’re always in your room.” You knew he was just teasing you but it still hurt. Sneaking out wasn’t the best idea. He had practice in the morning, and you needed some sleep to make it through the day.

“Tooru we really shouldn’t be doing this.” Turning you closed the window to change. Grabbing some essentials, you threw them in a bag before heading back to your window. “What are we even going to do anyways?”

“I was thinking we could just drive around tonight. Maybe just stop at a shop and get some snacks.” He was watching you closely making sure you didn’t fall while climbing down. “I just want to hang out with you outside of school. Our schedules never seem to match up anymore.”

“It is our 3rd year. You’re the captain of the Volleyball team and I am so busy with school and studying.” Finally reaching the ground you turned around to find yourself face to face with Oikawa. He was just close enough to you that you could feel his breath fanning your face. Taking a step back you cleared your throat. “Let's get going. I would like to get back home before the sun comes up.” 

Oikawa grabbed your hand dragging you behind him to his car. He opened the door for you, bowing before saying, “m’lady.”

“You absolute dork. Stop bowing!” You slapped his arm, laughing behind your other hand. You slid yourself into the passenger seat. After Oikawa closed your door he got in after you. As he started the car he turned and shot you a wink. ”Please just get on with it Tooru.” Flushed you turned forward trying to hide from his gaze. He turned the radio only for New Romantics by Taylor Swift playing. Singing along horribly Oikawa pulled out of your driveway and down your street. The adventure was only just beginning for you two. 

It seemed like the people controlling the music knew what you were up to. Every song that played you were able to scream along to. Song after song, you and Oikawa sang along to them, well more like screaming. It didn’t matter to either of you how horrid you sounded, just lost in the energy. The street lights illuminated the road in front of you, nobody else there. Every once in a while you would glance over at Oikawa. He looked good under this light. Well, honestly it didn’t matter what he was doing or where he was. He always looked good to you. 

“Do I have something on my face? Or do I just look that attractive?” Oikawa teased. Snapping out of your trance you acted like you were going to hurl.

“As if I would ever think you looked good. Disgusting.” It was all lies but he didn’t need to know that. His flirting just came with being his friend. He was never truly interested in you. How could you even live up to the group of his fangirls who followed him everywhere? 

Noticing you got quiet Oikawa turned to you before asking, “Hey, are you ok? You suddenly went silent.” Damn him being so observant. It was good for volleyball, but damn did it get annoying when you just wished people wouldn’t notice.

“Yeah, I’m all good. Just a little tired is all. It is pretty late.” You yawned to add to the effect. He didn’t believe you, but he decided to just let it be. Tonight would be good for you. Finally, getting out of the house and getting to see Oikawa. You both went back to screaming along to the songs on the radio. 

Finally pulling into the parking lot of the convenience store, you both hopped out giggling at each other's terrible singing. As you walked inside, Oikawa grabbed a cart, telling you to hop in. 

“Tooru, I am not three. I can’t just sit in this shopping cart while you push me around. I am too big for it.” Oikawa didn’t give you the chance to finish your thought before he picked you up and put you in the cart. He was dead set on pushing you around. With your feet dangling out of the front you cocked your head up to look at Oikawa.

“You know you look pretty funny from this angle.” You were looking up at his face. He really did look a little weird from the angle that he was at. He glanced down at you, laughing. 

“You look just as funny y/n. But I still think it's cute.” He had stopped laughing. Was he being serious? He couldn’t have been, it was just how he was. Right? Your face still tinged pink at his words. It didn’t matter if he meant it, it was more the fact that he said it to you. “So what are you thinking for snacks? I was thinking we could get some of your favorites.”

“Ooo yes. Take me to the candy aisle!” you demanded, pointing forward. Oikawa pushed the cart toward where you told him to. At one point hopping onto the cart and riding it down the aisle. It was a wonder how you guys weren’t kicked out for being too loud. Grabbing all the snacks that you guys could you walked up to the register.

“So you were the two who were making so much noise.” The woman at the register was older.

“I am so sorry. We didn’t mean to be so loud,” You apologized to the woman. It was late and you probably just bothered her so much with the amount of noise that you guys were making. You just got lost in the happiness that seemed to surround Oikawa.

“No worries hun. It's so good to see a couple so in love with each other and having fun. I always wanted something like that.” She smiled softly at you both. 

“Oh no, we aren't a couple. We are just friends.” You denied, face pink as you argued against her. She didn’t seem to believe you and Oikawa wasn’t saying a word. Though you could have sworn he had a small blush across his cheeks and on his ears. It was just your imagination, that would be the only logical explanation to what you saw. Your arguing was doing you no good so you just gave up, letting the woman believe what she wanted to. Grabbing your bags of snacks, you paid before leaving.

“What else do you have planned for us, oh Grand King?” You turned to him, finding yourself face to face for the second time that night. Why did he have to be so close to you? You could smell his shampoo. It wasn’t strong but it still lingered in the air around you even after you stepped back.

“I know this great place to just look at the sunrise. I brought a blanket for us.” He didn’t speak much louder than a whisper. You nodded before turning back around to finish the walk to the car. 

Pulling up to a small cliff overlooking the city Oikawa put the car in park before going to get out. You followed his lead, grabbing the snacks while he grabbed the blanket that he had. It was big enough for both of you to fit on comfortably. 

“Tooru, I told you I wanted to be home before the sun came up,” You whined to him. You had stuff that you wanted to do today.

“Y/n this is the best spot to watch the sunrise. Please, just watch it with me. You won’t regret it, I promise,” He pleaded. How could you say no to him? 

“Fine, but if I don’t get home before my parents notice I am gone, we are both dead meat, Tooru.” You warned. Before you could get another word in, Oikawa grabbed your wrist in a firm grip and pulled. His other hand moved quickly to push onto the small curve of your back, effectively landing you face-first into the crook of his neck.

One hand on his shoulder, you arched up, pulling as far away as you could despite the pressure on your spine. The hand that rested around your wrist was quick to come to the back of your neck, not letting you move any further.

“Tooru, I’m warning you.” The muscles in your neck were quickly losing their strength.

No words left him, but his eyes darted around your face, inspecting it, before settling at the centre of your forehead. Before you even had the chance to figure out where he was looking you felt his lips press gently where he was previously staring. Stunned you just continued to stare at him. His eyes then found the spot right below your eye and then you felt his lips press there as well. He continued to trail soft kisses down your face before his eyes fell to your lips. 

“Tooru,” You whispered softly, his eyes moving up to meet yours. Looking into them you found yourself trapped. His eyes always seemed so pretty, but up close was another story. You could feel yourself being drawn into them. You held eye contact for what seemed like an eternity before his eyes finally fell back to your lips.

“Can I kiss you?” His voice was just loud enough to reach your ears. 

You tried to hold down a scoff, letting the words pour out slowly, “You already have, technically.”

An amused smirk grew onto his cheeks as he slowly added more pressure to the back of your neck, slowly dragging you closer to him. 

Unable to maintain eye contact any longer, without any prompting from you, the lids of your eyes slowly blocked out the warm light that was pouring over your forms from the horizon. His hands squeezed you tightly when your lips finally came into contact with his, trying to eliminate any remaining space between the two of you. The roughness of his fingertips didn’t correlate to the plush feeling of his mouth against yours or the warm air that pushed out of his nose in insistent huffs. 

Unconsciously, your hands trailed upwards from his chest to rest along his sharp jawline, thumbs pushing into his cheeks to make him pucker into the kiss. He laughed, pushing his head further into the blanket as he pulled ever so slightly away. His eyes remained shut, drowning in the warmth that came off of you and radiated from the incoming sunrise.

You stared at his lashes that moved with the light breeze, then his cheekbones, before trailing down to meet the redness that pooled around his damped lips. You noticed how much softer yours felt. Did he wear lip gloss? You scoffed internally. Damn him.

Run in with Oikawa

- Toru Oikawa fic x fem!reader fic

- Warnings: mentions of sex, alcohol, spanking

- Summary: while working the graveyard shift at your part time job, a friend of yours comes in drunk and is a little flirtatious before he runs his big mouth off and embarrasses himself

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Oikawa was the setter for your school’s volleyball team, and god was he handsome. You’d admired him from a far since starting high school, but soon enough being in all the same classes payed off and you came to call him a friend. Nothing close, a simple hello and a casual chat during lessons and an invite to any parties he held. You’d never been one of his girls, the ones he would flirt with and maybe date for a week or so before moving on. Honestly? You weren’t sure if you were grateful for being looked over or not. You hated the idea of being used like that, as some sort of ego boost, but the way your mind wandered during the nights and the name that you found yourself moaning quietly during your alone time made you question it all. Truly, you wanted him to fall all over you, tell you how hot you made him feel, how much he needed you. You wanted him to say the things he said to his girls but about you. You wanted Oikawa to want you.

“Hello, can I help you?” You were trying to stock shelves at your part time job when you heard the bell above the door ring, you put on your shit-eating customer service grin and wandered out from between the shelves, halting and dropping your smile when you locked eyes with Toru Oikawa.

“Well, I didn’t expect to run into you here y/n.” He purred, sounding drunk. You forgot he’d invited you to a party tonight. “To be honest though I’m relieved, thought you’d blown me off for someone else. I get jealous over my girl.” He winked at you and sent you the signature smirk that turned your stomach in knots.

“Oikawa leave her alone, she’s trying to work!” Iwaizumi landed a solid smack to the back of Toru’s head, the crack loud against the soft hum of the fridges and freezers around the three of you.

“Will you stop hitting me Iwa-chan!” Toru pouted and blushed a little, throwing the candy bar at the spiker’s head in retaliation. Iwaizumi dodged effortlessly, seemingly less intoxicated than his friend.

“Please forgive him, he’s had way to much to drink and is acting like a child.” You giggled a little, raising a hand to your mouth in an effort to hide your growing smile and blushing face.

“It’s fine don’t worry about it. To be honest, I would have ditched this place if I knew I was one of your girls Oikawa.” You weren’t sure where this sudden burst of confidence came from, maybe you thought he wouldn’t remember this exchange in the morning? But it definitely got his attention now. Toru straightened up, poking his tongue out at Iwaizumi who rolled his eyes right back at him.

“See! She likes me!” He laughed, throwing an arm around you like it was no big deal while you malfunctioned beside him. You felt a sudden flush of heat rise to your face and your eyes went wide. You gawped up at the setter, your mouth opening and closing all by itself but no words spilling out.

“You alright there pet?” He cocked his head and raised an eyebrow at you before a playful smirk tugged at his lips. “Or have I broken your brain?” He winked and leant down to whisper in your ear.

“If you’re this lost now pet, imagine what you’ll be like when you’re all fucked out of your mind on my cock.” His warm breath hit your ear and the angle sent it washing over the back of your neck. His overture sent a shiver down your spine and started a spark between your legs. His hand slid from your shoulders to your waist, before he sent a smack to your arse.

“Toru! You can’t just do that! I’m so sorry y/n, please forgive him, he’s a fucking pervert when he’s pissed.” Iwaizumi was shocked at his friend’s forwardness, pulling him away from you as you tried to regain some semblance of composure. You just stared open mouthed and red faced at the pair, Iwaizumi smacking the setter repeatedly on the head and calling him all sorts of names.

“I-it’s okay! I mean, he’s just drunk after all.” You managed to grab their attention now, both the boys stopping their fight to look at you. Rubbing your thighs together and fiddling with your fingers you managed to make eye contact with Toru.

“You know y/n, I’ve been trying to think of a way to ask you out for ages.” He started before slamming a hand to his mouth. He what?

“Okay, that’s enough from me tonight! Bye!” And with that, he was gone, dropping all the snacks he’d grabbed and running out of the store. Iwaizumi just chuckled.

“What, what did he just say?” Iwaizumi smiled softly to himself and shook his head in utter disbelief. You weren’t sure if he heard you, but you were cut off when he started to talk again.

“He’s had a thing for you for a while -“ he glanced to the store entrance and turned back to you once he saw Oikawa was out of earshot. “- He’s been trying to think of a way to ask you out. Was gonna do it tonight I think before you said you couldn’t go. He’s been trying to make you jealous with those girls from his fan club for ages. I told him you’re too dumb to notice but he wouldn’t have it, wanted to have you confess to him I think. Probably something to do with his ego.” You blinked a few times and found yourself running a hand over your face.

“You don’t believe me?” You shook your head no and Iwaizumi seemed to find that quite amusing. “Just you wait, he’ll be kicking himself in the morning. Your lessons might get a bit awkward after tonight.” With that he waved goodbye and left the store smacking Oikawa again when he caught up to him. Oikawa turned and met your gaze before you sheepishly smiled at him, giving a small wave. His face went red and he scrambled to hide his embarrassment from you. You’d never seen him so flustered before, and knowing it was you who did it made your heart skip a few beats. The pair eventually left the front of the store, leaving you be.

Oikawa likes me? You smiled softly to yourself, still feeling the slight sting of his smack, the heat of his skin on yours and the tingling between your thighs. You began to start working again traipsing back to the shelves you had your head hurried in not half an hour ago, moving the tins from the boxes by your feet to their place on the shelf all the while blushing like a mad woman. You were definitely going to enjoy school on Monday.

family friends and jealousy

summary: when visiting your childhood home for the first time he can't help but notice the pictures on the walls. namely, the pictures of you with your childhood best friend. your male childhood best friend.

cw: fluff, jealousy, your childhood/best/family friend's name is elliot, just to be clear elliot is like a brother to you, oikawa being a dramatic jealous little shit, insecurity, post-timeskip oikawa

wc: 1k

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While most people assume Oikawa Tooru to be an egotistical bastard, those who are close to him know better. Underneath that irritatingly cocky front was insecurity. Insecurity that he tried so hard to hide. He doubted his skills as a setter, as a professional volleyball player. He was self-conscious of his accent when he spoke Spanish, and wondered whether he was a good friend or not.

The only parts of himself that he was truly confident in were his good looks, and his abilities to charm ladies. He knew he was extremely attractive, and that his smooth tongue and quick wit could land him pretty much any woman he wanted. So in past relationships he hadn’t doubted his ability to be a good boyfriend for a second? Why would he? He knew he was a catch, and he knew that his partner knew it as well.

At least, that’s how it was until he met you. Until he met you and for the first time found himself thinking that you were out of his league. Which was crazy, because no one was out of his league! He was the Oikawa Tooru. But you, with your beauty and bright smile and overall goodness might just be a little too good for him. 

When the two of you became friends, he found himself falling not just for your looks and perfection, but for all of your little flaws that made you you. And with every quirk he discovered, he found himself more and more in awe of the idea that you would want to spend time with him.

Then the two of you began dating, and he did everything he could to be worthy of your love and time. He told you he loved you at least three times a day, planned romantic dates, spent every one of his free seconds with you, cherished the time you spent together.

But despite all of this he found himself doubting his worth as a boyfriend. You deserved someone who could spend more time with you instead of always being at practice. You deserved to be able to tell everyone who you were dating without fear of rabid fangirls. You deserved someone who was more into your own interests, someone who could do your little hobbies with you.

All of these thoughts were constantly swirling around in his head, which is why he was currently staring at the pictures lining the halls in your childhood home. Namely, the pictures of you, and your very male, family friend. Which was strange, because when you mentioned your best friend you had told him that your mom and your friend's mom had been friends for 50+ years, but had failed to mention that Elliot was actually a guy, not a girl like he had assumed.

Your mom had asked you to help in the kitchen, ushering him out when he offered to help, telling him to relax and feel free to look around. Which led to his current fixation on the offensive pictures documenting the time in your life when another guy was at your side.

The pictures were in order from newest to oldest, ranging from when you were no more than a few weeks old, to the most recent one that appeared to have been taken mere months ago. Going down the line examining them, he nitpicked everything he could about the boy who was with you in all of them, making a mental list of all his flaws.

1. In one of the earlier pictures (you couldn’t have been more than three in it) the two of you were napping cuddled up in a pile of blankets. HOWEVER Elliot was hogging the blankets, which was something he would never do. He knew that you hated sleeping cold.

2. You looked to be about eight in this one, the two of you sitting on opposite sides of the room, clearly ignoring each other because of an argument. Hah, who did this guy think he was? If he did something to make you mad he should be groveling for your forgiveness, not ignoring you like an entitled brat.

3. No matter how hard he tried he couldn’t find anything wrong with the following few, so you were teenagers in the next one. Elliot lay flopped on his back on a paddleboard, while you swam behind it, pushing it to shore as you cackled at something he said. How dare he. What type of guy made a girl push him to shore. No, he would never make you do that. In fact, he would be the one pushing you to shore, making sure you were relaxed and happy.

4. The two of you were watching a movie, curled up under a blanket and Elliot was hogging all the popcorn. Oikawa knew you loved popcorn, so if it had been him he would have let you eat all of it.

5. The two of you were at a barbeque, you perched on one of Elliot’s legs while you ate because he was manspreading, leaving no room for you on the tiny bench. Oikawa scoffed. If there was no room for both of you on the bench, he would have eaten sitting on the ground before forcing you to perch uncomfortably like that!!

His main takeaways from his research: Elliot was an immature, entitled asshole who didn’t know how to treat a girl right, and inferior to him in every way. Satisfied, he headed back into the kitchen to keep you company, prepared to beg your mother to let him stay because he missed you already. 

Turning the corner, his earlier concerns about your best friend appeased, he trotted around the corner, freezing as the blood drained from his face when he heard your voice.

“Hey, mom, What time is Elliot coming over tonight?”

Okay, maybe he wasn’t as okay with it as he thought he was…

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Seeing you in a wedding dress for the first time

Fandom: Haikyuu

Pairing: Oikawa x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff,Humor

Format: Scenario

Warnings: Tiny bit of NSFW,but nothing too accurate

Word count: 0.9K

A/n: dude i wrote this at 3 am and i was supposed to be sleeping/studying for my upcoming exam in the morning,but im just obsessed with this scenario

not proofread

here you go Oikawa stans! youre welcome ;)

Suna version

it was just a crazy idea.an idea that popped into your mind the minute you laid eyes on the gorgeous wedding dress in the showcase of the shop near your college.

"what would Tooru's reaction be when he sees me in this?" you thought to yourself while caressing the soft,fluffy material on its skirt.

so you rented the dress,just for one night-tonight.it didnt cost you a lot because the owner had seen you gasping and literally drooling while staring at the dress,more than once,which made her feel bad so she gave you a remarkable discount.

And now here you were,wearing red lipstick and eye make up on, your hair chignoned Elegantly which couldnt have been done without the help of your roommate,who was sitting in front of you on her bed, her eyes moving from her watch to your face every ten seconds.

"what time he said he'll get here?" "in a few minutes" you mumbled,while scrolling through your phone,wishing to come across something interesting. "well it has been half an hour since he told you that,and i cant see any sign of him here" "SO IMPATIENT! why do you even care anyway?" you giggled as you present her an innocent smile, already knowing the reason why she was acting like this;but you couldnt miss an opportunity to tease her,could you?

"EXCUSE ME? are you for real? dont tell me that you forgot about how you made me stay at my friend's house the other night you wore a dirty outfit!" "but its not a dirty outfit this time!" "yeah! its a wedding dress! thats even worse!" she whined dramatically,pouting as the memory of that night became lively in her mind.her friend's house was not nice-not at all like her good old dorm room,which she had to share with you,unfortunately.you weren't a bad roommate,you were just...just...

too carefree when it came to being with your boyfriend.

you two continued chatting-which was basically you listening to her nag about things that was bothering her,and you were definitely on top of her list-until you heard a slight knock on the door. "babe? you there?"

you smiled as you heard the familiar voice that belonged to your boyfriend,and got excited cause it was show time!

"your prince charming has finally arrived,idiot" your friend says while opening the door,facing the usual nice while mischevious look on Oikawa's face. "well,arent you a pea-" he was planning on teasing her a bit longer,but was speechless when his eyes met with yours.

"Awwww what happened?did the cat ate your tongue?" you gave him a cocky smile,gliding toward him as you gyrated to give him a better view.

"so,what do you think?" he remained silent,but the sparkle in his eyes did all the talking for him.there wasnt much left for him to say.

however,there were plenty of things he could do.

within a blink of an eye,he literaly threw you on the bed,came on top of you as he crashed his lips into yours,tasting them harshly like a starved man.youre friend could swear that she heard the bed crack at that moment,but there were more important things to care about.

"h-hey! do this shit when youre alone together!" it was clear that you both heard her words,but anyone could tell that none of em really mattered right now.Oikawa was head over heels in love with you already. you were one of the most important things in his life and he really wanted to spend his lifetime with you,but seeing you in that dress...

you looked like an angel.an angel he wanted all for himself so badly.

at first you just continued your little make out session to tease your friend for a bit,but now? you couldnt resist his touch.

not when he was this passionate.

his hands traveling through your body,caressing the delicate skin with his fingertips as he comtinued smooching.you could hear his heartbeat,racing like hell.why was he so impressed anyway? you didnt really see this coming,but he was obsessed with you.he wanted to wake up with the feeling of you clinging to the side of him.he wanted to go to sleep with you in his arms,placing small kisses on your sensitive neck while breathing the sweet scent of your shampoo that was left on your hair.he wanted to be the one who gets to comfort you when youre feeling down.he wanted to be the one who you share kids with.he loved you,so much more than you can even imagine.

you were both running out of breath,but were too stubborn to break the kiss.air was not that important anyway...

your hands gently found their way under his boxers as you felt his hardened lenghth rubbing againts your clothed cunt,peeking at the room with your right eye just to realise your friend was gone long ago,

and you were too all over each other to notice.

Bonus:

◆you did buy the dress in the end,cause your beloved Tooru ripped it apart

◆and you actually started thinking about starting a family with him,and he seemed to be on the same page as you but was looking for a great opportunity

◆he got the opportunity when he found you in your bed looking kinda sick,with a used baby check on the drawer a few days after "the incident" :D

Reblogs are super duper appreciated! ty for reading this and i hope you enjoyed it :)

Sexy time with Seijoh boys!

Fandom:Haikyuu Pairings:Oikawa,Iwaizumi X Fem!reader Genre:Smut Format:Drabble (its more than 100 words but still lol) Warnings:NSFW content,Ass slapping,Fingering,mentions of pet names(baby girl & princess) Word Count:0.4K

A/n:wrote smut drabbles for m'Inarizaki boys,so why not give it a try with these two? :D

Inarizaki Smut Drabble

↬Hajime Iwaizumi He's not mad at you,or that's what he told you at least; but then why was he slapping your ass so hard,lying on top of you while biting your ear lobe,enjoying the sight of you shivering with pleasure everytime his hands got close to your drooling cunt? he knew that you weren't flirting with his trainees, and he knew that you weren't trying to catch their attention on purpose,and he wasn't mad,but still… you have no right to be this gorgeous. and that was exactly what he told you before cupping your dripping pussy, smiling at your flushed salient cheeks. "whats the matter,baby girl? I havent even touched your cunt and its so wet for me already" "Haji-please,need you inside me…" your pretty voice,your pretty face,your pretty body, how could he even think about turning down the offer? Hajime Iwaizumi was not a fan of watching other peoples suffer,and you were no exception. "just say the word,darling"

↬Tooru Oikawa "T-Tooru..Mhm!" Oikawa didn't respond,he was to busy making out with your pussy to even talk to you,but he would be lying if he'd say that your quivery voice didn't turn him on.He liked it when you called his name,and what better time than when you were sitting on his face,moaning and desperately calling him by his first name,telling him how good his wild tongue felt againt your heated cunt? "let go baby,i wanna hear your pretty voice" he whispered as he got a taste of your juicy clit,gently rubbing his tongue on it to see your reaction,suddenly sucking on it without any warning whan he saw how stubborn you were,trying to hold back your voice. "Sh-shit! ah! Tooru! p-please!" "please what,princess?" he innocently looked up to meet your eyes,half open from the Euphoric feeling you were experiencing.of course he knew what you wanted,but he wasn't done with you yet. not until hes satisfied with swallowing all of your juices. you wanted to tell him how empty you felt without his pretty cock against your walls, how well he was treating you and how lucky you were to have him by your side, but all of your thoughts disappeared from your mind the minute his tongue slipped inside you. "A-ah!!"

Reblogs are apprecaited!

Hello! im sending in a matchup request! only if you haven't reached the max limit already, if that's the case then please ignore!

But if not then I'd like a matchup for Haikyuu.

My name is Cupid im and infp, Taurus, my love language is physical touch, and I'm a pretty shy person. I don't normally talk about myself a lot unless someone brings up one of my favorite things. like fashion history, games like stardew valley, sanrio, and anything pink! oh and I'm always prepared to talk about my cat periwinkle and show pictures too! I spend a lot of my time reading and writing. mostly fanfiction at the moment but i write other things too! finally, i have a light pink aesthetic and love to wear skirts and cute shoes!

I hope this is enough! thank you for your time and congratulations on your milestone!!✨✨✨💖💖💖

-cupid💘

Fandom: Haikyuu

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: None

Word Count: 0.5K

A/n: tysm honey, and here you go.

I match you with...

Tooru Oikawa!

Ok he's a HUGE tease, so I think he would love the idea of having an s/o whose face turns red with the slightest flirty comment of his And he's such a FLIRT too, so Good luck baring with him tbh lol.

I headcanon that physical touch is also his love language, along side acts of service if he has time. He loves how you get flustered everytime he tends to touch you, and adores how you try to get close to him as well by becoming a blushing mess. He would hold your hand at any chance he gets, and would be super protective of you, especially when facing his fangirls.

"Ok ladies, I really appreciate your support; but as you can see, I'm hanging out with my beloved s/o now so it would mean a lot if you save your chatters for another time!"

BTW his fans have a love/hate feeling toward you. Like, half of them would adore how much you two match each other and might even make a fan club for you, and the rest of them would be jealous, waiting for an opportunity to take their envy out on you, but they would never succeed cuz Oiks would never let them.

You're friends with Iwaizumi too. I mean, he's your boyfriends childhood friend after all and is a gentleman. And he also smacks Oikawa in the head every time he tries to fluster you in public.

You're normally quiet and not too talkative, rather to speak with your actions- like how you would gently run around your fingers on his arm whenever he's standing next to you or press your head against his chest when he's hugging you- so he would do anything to make you come out of your shell and be a little bit more open about yourself and how you feel. He loves how you get all excited talking about stuff you like, losing track of time as you keep telling him random facts about fashion and how much you're dying to go to a fashion show or things like that. He loves it so much that he would make time for you on his incredibly bust schedule, listening to your nonstop rambling while adoring how pretty you look all exhilarated.

"Oh- did I tell you about that dress that was exhibited in 1986- babe? I'm sorry I was being too talkative I-" "Oh no not at all suger cube, please go on <3"

SPEAKING OF FASHION SHOWS

He would be more than willing to be your model, trying on spicy outfits as he checks himself out in the mirror while smirking and winking at you.

"Say y/n chan! How does it feel like to date with the most handsome man that has ever landed on earth?" "Um... tiring and troublesome? <3" "Wha- So mean, y/n! What has happened to my kind hearted bunny? You should stop hanging out with Iwa chan!"

I think that he also likes cats, so he would give head pats to it every time he come's at your door to walk you to school.

YES, he always walks you to school

Would store cute pinky stuff in his closet to gift them to you whenever your feeling down or something. It's not like he needs a reason for showering his darling in gifts, after all :D

I hope you like this and tysm for participating!

ɢ ᴏ ᴏ ᴇ ʏ

frat boy! oikawa tooru x iwaizumi's gf! reader

warnings: cheating (everyone's cheating in this frat house tonight), drugging (reader thought she was doing coke, actually percs), drug mentions: coke, weed, percs, non-con, gas-lighting, manipulation, iwai and oiks are shitty frat boys what can i say

wc: 1.9k

a/n: my piece for the intoxicated collab hosted by the whore house <3 you can check it out here! i have never written for this pretty rat bastard but I kinda like this version of oikawa that now lives in my brain. he's a shitty bastard but meh. this is very, very, very, v e r y loosely based on a real experience i had with percs ( i don't condone the use of percs !! ). also, do not mix drugs if you are doing them, especially percs with alcohol!

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you know you're fucked as the last of the pretty white line vanishes through the end of a cut-up straw and into your nose. that too pretty smile tooru's wearing almost looks sinister as the feeling of prickles dances across your brain and the feeling of slight numbness snakes up your appendages. it's cemented further when drowsiness sinks in.

worst of all, you know you've lost when tooru's featherlight touch across your bottom lip has you sucking his thumb like your boyfriend isn't somewhere else in the same house

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leading up to the frat party, you were excited ! time spent with your roommate was always fun, your partner in crime for getting wasted silly before proceeding to call your boyfriends to be picked up and continue the fun from there.

their frat's parties are always choice, thematic some days and just a reason to drink and make poor choices others. your poison of choice always being egging hajime on throughout the night to be fucked dumb when he's pushed beyond his limit-- the perfect fun for you.

but there's always tooru.

it's been too many times to count where you think you've finally got hajime right where you need him and then tooru's there to effectively whisk hajime away-- always with a snide reminder that you're there with your roommate, his girlfriend so 'why don't you go find her, she'll get lonely!'

ironic, considering that if she and you were up to trouble together he'd badger you over being negligent of hajime.

regardless, you fully entitled to enjoy yourself tonight-- tooru be damned.

before you could fester longer on the leech that was tooru, your roommate poses a comment about the outfits planned for tonight. it's enough to steal away your attention, and you find yourselves trying and tossing off clothes interspersed with chatter and gossip of all manner. by the end of it, you look downright sinful-- dressed in a silky feeling black bodycon with lace trim.

the intention is to rile hajime up, get him irritated having to be watchful over you to keep his sleazy frat brothers away. except for tooru, he's always the exception. he couldn't let any of his other brothers be the exception? you'd take temperamental kyotani over tooru any day. it's only a minor bonus kyotani is nice to look at.

by the time your roommate is ushering you to the uber you're quite tipsy, still aware of yourself but relaxed enough to giggle along to the lame jokes your uber throws over his shoulder at you two. idly, you think he's kinda cute.

the party is in full swing by the time your uber pulls up, people idling out on the lawn in stark contrast to the blaring music coming from the house itself. hajime and tooru are waiting outside for the both of you as you exit the uber. giving the uber a sweet smile before closing the door.

you try to ignore the lingering look tooru fixates you with as you make your way to the boys.

" tooooruuuu~" your roommate all but throws herself into her boyfriend, giggly and happy to see him. he returns the embrace, peppering her cheery face in kisses before returning her greeting "hi princess, you look ravishing as usual."

you fight to keep the cringe of your face at the nickname, opting to ignore their sugary-sweet pda in favor of hajime. you link your arms behind his neck before blinking up at him, pressing a chaste kiss to his chin before grinning cheekily " hi bubs, missed you today". his own hands settle on your hips, rubbing softly at the material of your dress before smiling down at you. he mumbles his own greeting before pressing a kiss to your temple, beginning to drag you inside.

you don't miss the familiar stare of someone staring down your neck.

all too quickly, between games of cup pong, kings cup, and random shots; your separated from hajime and squished between hanamaki and matsukawa on a ratty couch in the garage with an odd group of people. you're vaguely aware of matsukawa's arm thrown over your shoulders.

you don't try to move it.

you're half engaged in the conversation going on, between being drunk and swimming in the heady smell of weed, you're just kinda sitting there zoning in and out. there's a sizable bong being passed around, and despite only having met them a handful of times prior, hanamaki and matsukawa seem to know better than to offer you a hit-- at least that's what you tell yourself. across from you, there's a blond girl cutting lines of coke on a handheld mirror, looking up briefly with a raised eyebrow in question. you've met her prior, you've literally done lines with her, but her name is escaping you.

you feel stupid.

you're about to nod along when matsukawa's arm is thrown off you, two hands coming down on your shoulders in a bruising grip. you wince when you meet tooru's chocolate eyes.

he looks kinda pissed.

"y/n ! I've been looking alllll over for you !" his voice is as princely as ever, but the sneer on his face and the barely there anger under his tone pisses you off. you decide to push him before he starts pushing you.

"where's 'princess' at? can't believe you left my poor roommate all alone in this house" you tsk and pout, shaking your head. tooru's face momentarily sours before he's looping around the couch and dragging you to your feet, pulling you to the door without a word. you glance back briefly at hanamaki and matsukawa, but they look just as put off as you.

weird.

you follow, not sure if it's curiosity or just being drunk for you simpered obedience. you're led past hajime's room where you hear noise-- notably hajime and someone else but you can't think too hard about it with tooru's tightening grip on your wrist. this would be nice if it were hajime pulling you along. you stop in front of a door at the very end of the hall.

it's tooru's room.

volleyball trophies and keepsakes line the shelves, along with other commemorative keepsakes. a picture of him and your roommate, him and hajime, a group picture of the four of you as well. you're about the prod for answers when he beats you to it.

"don't worry about my 'princess', she with hajime right now!" he sneers down at you, loving the confusion that crosses your pretty little face before continuing "i figured i'd come check in on you since hajime seems to be doing a shit job of it." you're only partially surprised by the drop from his usual cheerful speech and vocabulary, but to hear him come at hajime unabashedly is strange.

it's actually really fucking weird all things considered.

"what do you mean by that? why's he with her..." and not me? the sentence practically finishes itself and tooru's sneer grows as your mind begins to tumble over itself. " you know, maybe he just can't handle you anymore? he's always bitching to me about you" tooru sighs, hand raised to his chin thoughtfully. something in your chest aches at the thought, mind nowhere near sober enough to see past tooru winding you up.

"you know, I tried arguing with hajime about it on your behalf. sure you're needy as hell and a borderline nympho but you're soooo cute! if i wasn't dating my princess, I wouldn't hesitate to steal you away~" it comes out teasingly, but his words are downright awful. you're not needy...right? sure you like sex, but hajime never complained about it.

you kinda feel like shit.

turning on your heels, you make for the door before tooru latches onto your wrist again. that same bruising grip back again, you whirl on him ready to lay into him before he shakes an orange pill bottle in your face. eyes narrowed, you glare up at him. what the hell is he up too?

"to make it up to you for bumming your night and causing you to miss out saeko's cheap shit, why don't we have a little pick me up?" his sneer is gone now, simmered down to what could be a genuine smile. you weigh your options, dull red flashing lights go off in your mind but safety be damned-- you need a pick me up. "fine, fine. i'd rather get something from you than just anybody." tooru looks a little surprised at your admittance, but you plop yourself on his bed before you can stare up at his pretty face any longer. he turns his back to you in favor of his desk, clearing space and procuring his debit card and a dollar bill before popping the lid on the pills and grabbing one.

you don't watch him crush the pill, and that's your fatal mistake.

all too soon, zoned out staring around the room while lost in your pitiful thoughts, tooru calls you over. "you're a big girl, I'm sure you know how to snort it" his voice is teasing, but you fail to notice just how focused he looks staring down at you. you grab a cut straw, no longer than two inches, and line one end to your nose and the other to the white line.

it feels wrong.

you know you're fucked as the last of the pretty white line vanishes through the end of a cut-up straw and into your nose. that too pretty smile tooru's wearing almost looks sinister as the feeling of prickles dances across your brain and the feeling of slight numbness snakes up your appendages. it's cemented further when drowsiness sinks in.

worst of all, you know you've lost when tooru's featherlight touch across your bottom lip has you sucking his thumb like your boyfriend isn't somewhere else in the same house.

god this so wrong, but the way tooru ushers you backwards until the back of your knees meet his bed, and you fall on your back feels nice. everything feels nice, his thumb in your mouth, his comforter on your back. the way he's staring down at you, laser-focused on just you... it's very nice.

but incredibly wrong.

hajime is in a room nearby, the fact eats at you.

tooru withdraws his hand from your face, thumb briefly pressing along your plush lips before crawling over you. he buries his head in your neck, nibbling and sucking along the length of it like a starved dog. you whimper, it's wrong but why does it feel so good? a particularly nasty bite forces a moan from your mouth, mind spinning at the pleasure despite the numbness.

you're terrible for getting off on this, you're a terrible girlfriend. tooru, evidently, is a terrible boyfriend. he drugged you but who's gonna believe you? you did agree to do it, you didn't ask what it was. your thoughts are spiraling.

tooru's hand leaves a blazing trail up your thigh, sliding up underneath your little dress and squeezing your upper thigh. you don't like this. weakly, you grab onto tooru's wrist in an attempt to halt his movements. he shakes it off, kissing along your jaw before mumbling to what you assume is more-so to himself than you.

"knew i was gonna fuck you when you strolled up in this, hajime's really missing out tonight"

tears bubble to your eyes.

you really don't want this.

Demon! ( or vampire... ? ) Oikawa.

( if you have some good Vampire!Oikawa x reader fanfics please share with me ;_; )

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( Sorry for the repost but the quality seems very bad on my last post)

Oikawa! Demon ( or vampire... ? )

Pretty boy wearing a pretty dress. 🤤

He is clearly hotter than me.

SMUT OIKAWA HC ⚠️ (from an oikawa kinnie)

These are my hc of oikawa being a freakyy gal

Some1 was asking 4 oikawa so here u go ;p

⚠️NSFW WARNING DON'T PROCEED FURTHER IF U ARE TRIGGERED BY ANY SEXUAL THEMES!! ⚠️

My deepest apologies for grammar and spelling mistakes :/

- 100% has a praise kink af

- thigh riding does something to him i swear 😫

- he enjoys hearing your moans and you getting pleasure more than himself getting pleasure

- has a special playlist for doing the deed

- the playlist deff includes these songs: i see red, Dinero, confident (JB), daddy issues, collar, #brooklynbloodpop and touching on my

- goes in inch by inch and if u make any sign of discomfort he will totally stop everything and ask how ur feeling or whats wrong

- when you guys are having seggz in mitionary (i think thats how u spell it but yk wut i mean) position he pushes your head away from facing him and says "you can only see my pretty face if can hold back cumming for long enough darling~" and when he does that you can literally hear the smirk in his voice

- he likes getting ridden

- his tongue game is on point👀

- into toys. Like he would deff use them on u b4 he totally fucks you

- safe word is v much needed with this man

- likes doggy seggz

Thats it sorry its short ive been pretty stressed with exams. But thank you so much for reading my tsukki one :) <333 Send me character requests :)

Ok bye now!

Just oikawa begging for your attention from under the desk😼

Warning: nsfw?!!

"babyyy"

your boyfriend, oikawa toru, whined from your bed, his voice muffled from the pillow his covering on his face.

"I'm busy, toru," you replied, eyes not leaving your computer screen. "oikawa, again?" your enemy, kenma, asked. "yeah, his being very whiny today," you rolled your eyes playfully. "hey! come on, spend some time with me please," he whined again, facing your back.

"right after I finish killing kenma," you said, earning a "oh you're on!" from him through your headphones. "you've been looking at your computer for hours, y/n! why don't you look at your pretty boyfriend for once?" he suggest.

(pls, I feel like he would literally say that🙄✋🏻)

you ignored him as you continued your game with kenma. "oh, ignoring me now, are you?" he said with a low voice so that you can't hear him. oikawa got off from your bed, walking towards your figure.

he quietly slipped down underneath your desk, pushing both of your thighs apart. "oikawa, what the hell are you doing?" you flinched at his cold hands.

"be quiet, cutie, or kenma will hear you," he whispered as his hands pulled down your shorts along with your panties, showing your now wet folds. "t-toru, not now please," you felt your cheeks heat up.

"I haven't even touch you and you're already soaking wet, huh princess?" he snickered, diving his face almost instantly into your cunt, licking every essence of what you had offered. "gah! toru!" you whispered yelled, biting your lip to stop moaning.

"uh, y/n, are you okay?" asked kenma after hearing your small gasp. "yeah, I'm fin- oh!" you moaned again. oikawa, who still had his face deep in your pussy, smirked at your sounds of pleasure. if he can't get his attention from you, might as well getting it by himself.

kenma, who sensed what was going on, quickly excused himself from the game by saying he needs to use the restroom for a moment.

you on the other hand, took off your headphones and roughly pulled oikawa's hair, making him face you. you looked at him in annoyance as his face was covered in your juices.

"want my attention so badly, huh?" you smirked as you hoisted him up and threw him onto your bed. you crawled above him and sat on his hips, hands fiddling with the zipper to unzip his pants.

"then I'll give all the attention that you need," you whispered in his ear, biting his earlobe in the process, making him shiver as well as glad to make you give him his treatment.

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bonus! next day

"so, did you guys used protection yesterday?" asked kenma during the game. "yeah we- wait," you gasped as your cheeks heat up furiously. "kenma, I swear if you go around telling kuroo or-" "tell me about what?" you heard kuroo's voice entering kenma's room. "and yeah, he did tell me everything," kuroo said making you die of embarrassment on the spot.