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Ti faccio la richiesta in italiano xké sono più comoda, ma tu fai pure il post in inglese

Puoi fare uno scenario con la reazione degli alzatori (Kageyama, Suga, Oikawa, Kenma e Akaashi) quando la loro ragazza indossa la sua maglia (quella della sua squadra)? Il motivo lo puoi scegliere tu

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Haikyuu!! ~Is that my jersey?~

Manga/anime: Haikyuu!!

Warnings: spoilers from chapter 328 to chapter 337 in Akaashi's part and of Oikawa and Kenma's future

(Y/N): your name

Kageyama is coming back from training in pieces, dragging his feet as he walks, his eyes struggling to stay open and the shoulder on which he rests his bag getting heavier with each step, and still scolding Hinata in his mind for forcing him to toss for him until nine in the evening.

As soon as he enters his house, ready to receive a good scolding from his parents, the boy remembers a small detail: his girlfriend (Y/N). Due to the imminent arrival of exams, and since he isn't particularly good at studying, they had arranged to meet in his room to prepare together for them. It's a shame their meeting's time has already been exceeded a long time ago.

Ignoring his furious parents, Kageyama rushes into his room, and he would fall to the floor like his bag, which he dropped as soon as he entered the house, if he didn't hold on to the door frame, because what he sees almost causes him to collapse to the ground: his girlfriend is lying on his bed, hugging his pillow and wearing his team jersey, while dozing.

The boy's face becomes the equivalent of a tomato and his body begins to tremble slightly, while he can't stop looking at the number nine on the girl's chest, which rises and falls regularly.

Walking quickly, Kageyama approaches (Y/N), fearing she's an illusion and she might disappear; he then stops to take the pillow from her arms and replace it with himself, never taking his eyes off her. His mind is in total confusion and, if Hinata saw him in that state, he would probably make fun of him, because he's red, sweaty, shaking and agitated.

The final blow comes when the girl holds him close and rests her head on his chest, rubbing against it like a cat, and the boy almost forgets how to breathe, paralyzing himself like a wooden board. His mind is about to short circuit and only three concepts repeat in it: (Y/N), my jersey and pretty.

It goes without saying, but he won't sleep at all that night: all he'll have on his mind will be how extremely adorable (Y/N) looks in his jersey.

It isn't even eight in the morning and (Y/N)'s day is already horrible: not only she woke up late because her alarm didn't go off and missed the bus she always takes with her boyfriend Sugawara, but she also spilled her juice on her school uniform, which is now all sticky.

For these reasons, the girl is in the locker room of the volleyball team: her boyfriend, who had been waiting for her in front of the school and found her in that state, has proposed to lend her his team jersey while he goes to look for Kiyoko to ask her if she has an extra uniform, so that (Y/N) doesn't remain wet and sticky.

"(Y/N) -After about ten minutes, the boy comes back into the room holding a clean uniform- Shimizu didn't have a uniform, but Yachi did. I hope it fits yo-"

He can't even finish the sentence, and he freezes: I'm seeing an angel, he thinks. That angel is a very embarrassed (Y/N), who tries to pull down her boyfriend's jersey, which reaches just below her thighs, as much as possible.

Sugawara's face turns all red and his eyes can't leave her, while he swallows the saliva which has accumulated in his mouth.

"Are you okay, Koushi?" The girl's words seem to awaken the boy from the trance he was in, so much so he almost drops Yachi's clothes.

"Y-yeah… yeah… You're just… so pretty…" The more he talks, the softer his voice becomes, until it's just a whisper, and his blush pushes Sugawara to cover his face with his hand.

"Awwwww, thanks, Koushi!" (Y/N) runs to hug him, burying her face in his chest, while he does the same but in her neck, trying not to think anymore about his girlfriend's body dressed only in his jersey against his.

After a grueling afternoon of training with his team, Oikawa can finally go home to his girlfriend (Y/N).

"Tadaima (I'm home)!" He exclaims, entering the house, happy and ready for a cuddle session with his girlfriend.

"Okaeri (Welcome back)." The man hears her voice from the kitchen, and so he goes to her.

"Awwwww, did you miss me that much, cutie?" Oikawa coos at the beauty of (Y/N), whose back is turned while she's cooking, and who is wearing his old jersey of Aoba Johsai.

In fact, while sorting out their old things that day, the woman found her boyfriend's jersey neatly folded along with the other high school items, so she decided to wear it to surprise him, and then she went to cook.

"How am I?" (Y/N) does a pirouette, showing her face to Oikawa, who doesn't even answer: he only takes a photo of her.

"Tooru! Did you just take a picture of me?!"

"You're too cute like this. I'm sending it to Iwa-chan!"

"Noooo!" The woman tries to take the phone from the man, but she finds herself with her head against his chest and then picked up and thrown on their sofa hugging him.

"Tooru, let me go!" Oikawa refuses, holding (Y/N) tighter to him.

"No! I worked so hard today, and then I found you dressed like this, so I deserve my cuddles -His voice then becomes lower- and next time, if you don't want an even greater reaction, let me know you'll wear my jersey again." Indeed, the man didn't show it much, but he internally screamed as soon as he saw the woman dressed like that, and he really wanted to be welcomed by her like that every day of his life.

In fact, while holding his girlfriend, Oikawa thinks only about one thing: perhaps it's time to contact the jewelry; Oikawa (Y/N) doesn't sound that bad…

3.00am.

(Y/N) was alone in her and her boyfriend Kenma's bed. He was in his studio finishing a live, despite her numerous requests to sleep with her.

Time passes and passes, but the woman still can't fall asleep, both because she misses her boyfriend and because she sees too much light in the corridor due to his computer being turned on, so she decides to go to call him again.

"Kenma, can you come to bed with me? It's late and I can't sleep..."

"I'm almost done, I just have to get through a few levels and then defeat the final boss. You can come here near me, I'm not on video."

The woman approaches the man and sits next to him, resting her head on his shoulder and snuggling into his side, but without preventing him from being able to move.

After a few minutes, Kenma stops the game to look at her softly, but his gaze soon turns to total amazement: his eyes widen slightly, his body paralyzes for a few seconds and his heart seems to jump out of his chest because of how hard it's beating.

"Sorry guys, but it's time to end the live. I'll resume the game tomorrow."

(Y/N), who had been dozing off on his shoulder, immediately wakes up at those words, letting out a small scream when he picks her up like a bride and carries her to the bedroom.

Meanwhile, the man had only one image in his mind: his beautiful girlfriend dressed in his old team jersey, which is loose and allows him to see one of her shoulders, and cute socks with kittens, all sleepy while she pushes her face against the his chest.

"Kenma!" The woman exclaims, after Kenma drops her on their bed and then positions himself astride her, supporting himself on his arms to prevent all his weight from falling on her.

"You look cute… in my jersey…" He murmurs, looking away from her.

Fukurodani is losing the first set against Mujinazaka and Akaashi is on the bench, after losing his composure.

Meanwhile, his girlfriend was in the stands supporting him but, worried about him, she has headed to where he was. Quickly descending, she approaches him and finds him sitting with his head in his hands looking desperate.

"Keiji…" The boy looks up at his girlfriend, and he swears he almost faints: his girlfriend should be arrested for the crime of being too cute, since she's wearing his spare team jersey. The fabric runs down to her knees, covered by a black legging, and the number five is located just below her heart.

"W-what -Akaashi needs to take a few seconds to clear his throat- what are you wearing?"

"Your shirt… I put it on to support you… Bokuto-san said you would like it."

"Sorry… You came all this way, and we're losing because of me."

"Don't apologise. Keiji -(Y/N) murmurs, approaching him- I came because I wanted to give you all my support and I wore your jersey because, if someone had asked me who was my favorite player, I would have pointed to it and said you're my number one. So you don't need to worry, okay? Go and win!"

With that, the girl smiles sweetly, and a light dusting of red spreads across the boy's cheeks: she's too cute.

Screams mixed with happiness and disappointment spread throughout the gym, and Akaashi realizes what happened: Fukurodani lost the first set.

"Akaashi, do you feel up to it now?" The coach asks him, and he nods.

However, before taking the field, he mutters, without letting (Y/N) see his red face: "If we win, will you wear my jersey again?"

"Yes!"

He'll definitely have to thank Bokuto after their victory.

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Haikyuu!! ~With a short reader 2nd part~

1st part is here.

Oikawa T.

He loves hugging you because he really likes the feeling of you in your arms, and especially your head resting on his chest

In fact, if you don't hug him in the morning in front of school, at lunch when you two meet to eat together and after his training (you often have to take him away from the gym) to go home together, he'll complain about not having received the right amount of affection from you (Iwa will hit him at least ten times due to that)

Sometimes he teases you a lot little because he enjoys seeing your pouty face: "(Y/N)-chan, do you mind if I rest my arm here? It's so tired from training." "Tooru, get your gross, sweaty arm off my head!" "But it's the perfect armrest!" "..." "Awwww, (Y/N)-chan, are you pouting? How cute!"

Despite that, although he never misses an opportunity to make you angry about your height, he still does everything he can to make you feel appreciated: he knows when to stop with the teasing and when to compliment you, even for the most seemingly banal things

Furthermore, if a fan mentions something involving your height negatively, he won't hesitate to confront her

Kuroo T.

His teasing (because, come on, we know he certainly does them) are... particular: seriously, sometimes he can be a huge pain, but he's always able to bring a smile to your face ("Here it's." "Why did you bring me milk? I asked you for a bottle of water." "So maybe you grow a little and can at least reach Yaku in height.")

His favorite thing to do is grab you by your waist, hold you up and spin you around, especially after he wins a game or when you see each other again after a long time; he doesn't care who is watching you (his entire team, who will make fun of him forever), because all he's focused on at that moment is the lovely smile stitched on your face

If you start playing with his hands, he'll be wide-eyed, wanting to scream about how adorable you're; nevertheless he won't do so, thinking your or his neighbors won't appreciate it

In addition, his heart will be going crazy in his chest: you've no right to be so pretty, he'll think; he'll pout when you let go of his hands

If you wear his jersey during his games, no ball will go past his blocks; after the match, which will have ended with Nekoma's victory, though, he'll become a little arrogant: "Oh? What are you wearing, chibi?"

Haiba L.

You two make a so cute couple!

You've something like fifty centimeters of difference, but he doesn't care it anyway: he's very direct, and he always lets you know you look super cute for him

Anyhow, since he's so direct and frank, he's sometimes a little insensitive without meaning to, and he may say things to you that can offend you; when that happens, after realizing you're hurt, he begs you to forgive him, even if you two are in public, and he continues until you say you forgive him ("(Y/N)-chaaaaaaaan, forgive me, pleaseeeeee!" "Lev, get up, everyone is watching us!" "Forgive meeeeeeeee!" "Okay, okay, I forgive you, just get up..." "Yay! Let's go to the bar!")

When you two hold your hands, he's the one comparing them: he intertwines them with his and plays with your fingers; "Your hands are so tiny compared to mine" is one of his most common phrases

Your way of hugging is very cute: when you two are standing, you're hugging him from behind literally like a koala, and it's funny because you're so tiny against him; when you two are sitting, instead, you really look like a child compared to him, since you're like a ball on his lap

Tendou S.

He's absolutely not making fun of you, not even as a joke: since he was insulted by other children as a child, he doesn't want you to feel as bad as he felt

If someone makes fun of you, he'll protect you: "So you think you can make fun of my darling like that?" "N-no... I was just saying she's shorter than most people here in Shiratorizawa... T-that's all." "Yes, and I think you-" "Satori." "Yes, beauty?" "No." "..." "Satori." "Yes..."

His typical nicknames for you have to do with beauty ("beauty", "beautiful", "my pretty one", "my pretty girl", "cutie"...); the reason is because he thinks you're really too beautiful: he loves your height, and he thinks you're perfect for him

Speaking of affection, he doesn't mind if he has to bend down to kiss you, but for a long time he proposed you stand on a stool to kiss, and the crazy thing is he even bought it for you!

Besides, I think he's both a small and big spoon: indeed, sometimes he just wants to be held by you (when it happens, it's very funny to see your position due to your height), other times he wants to wrap his arms around you

Goshiki T.

You two met when you showed up at Shiratorizawa's gym as a manager; when he saw you, he started blushing madly, because all he could think about was how adorable you were ("I-I'm G-G-Go... MY NAME IS GOSHIKI TSUTOMU, NICE TO MEET YOU!")

He's so protective of you! He knows very well how adorable you're and how you can appear naive due to your height: in fact, does someone insult you for your height? He'll come to your rescue by listing all the reasons why you're lovely. Is anyone hitting on you? He'll stand in front of you, scaring, or rather trying to scare, them

The best way to cheer him on during his games is to wear his team jersey: the boost of self-esteem he'll receive thanks to your action will be enormous!

In fact, he loves, loves seeing you wear his clothes: they fit huge on you and make you really cute; he would really like to show the whole world how beautiful you look when you've on them

Moreover, if you hug him from behind, he dies of embarrassment because he feels your face against his lower back and your little arms wrapped around him

Miya A.

He also loves to tease you in a playful way: his favorite actions are not bending over when you want to kiss him (so you've either to jump or to "climb" on him), messing up your hair and calling you "shorty"

When you get pouty due to his teasing, he can't help but smile and coo at you because he thinks you're very adorable (his mind only thinks this: awwww, (Y/N) is pouting, she's so, so, so, so, so, so lovely!); if he made you very angry, he would stop immediately and give you an awkward kiss on your cheek (that's his way of apologizing)

If someone makes his same teasing about you, though, he'll make everyone apologize: do you know how he scolded the girls who disturbed his first serve during the match against Karasuno? Here, he'll treat them like that

He loves bragging about you two to his brother (he often gets slapped or objects thrown at his head because of it): "Samu, look how cute my little girl is!" "Don't flaunt my photos around, Tsumu!" "Get out of my way, Atsumu!"

He likes a lot giving you kisses on the forehead, even if he has to bend down quite a bit to do so

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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.

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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Reacting to you eavesdropping

Type: Headcannon

Anime: Haikyuu

Characters: Oikawa, Daichi

Warnings: Cursing, mention of sex, cops, yelling, cheating, not proof read

Summary: Your neighbors were throwing a party, and shouting could be heard and the cops were called. And you? Yes.. were eavesdropping.

A/N: Neighbors got the cops called on them the other night... It was entertaining. And YES I AM ONE OF THOSE NEIGHBORS. That stands outside or takes out my trash, or take my dog outside.

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DAICHI:

IGHT

SO ITS ALREADY CANNON

HE BECOMES A COP LATER IN LIFE

AND I ALREADY KNOW

THE SECOND, THE SECOND HE REALIZES ITS AT YOUR APARTMENT COMPLEX

He'll have to worry about you 'suddenly' forgetting something in your car

Or walking your dog/trying to figure out a way to walk your cat.. without being suspicious.

But before all of that

You were just chilling in your place, exhausted from the week and realizing you had to do it all over again

But something catches your ear, as your trying to relax

"FUCK YOU! YOU LYING BASTARD!"

Your face forming in shock, and also a bang of excitement spreading through your body

Springing up from your seat, scaring your cat in the process

"Omfg...OMFG..their at it again?!"

Your neighbor was for a lack of a better term, a hoe and a player.. That currently from your count, had three Girlfriends and one boyfriend.

They didn't know about one another though, but one had the feeling something wasn't right

And for the past two weeks

Has been sitting outside in their parked car

Watching and waiting

Even asking you a few questions

And no one deserves to be cheated on regardless of how you feel about them

Just ain't right

So you told her everything you knew

And now...

Shit was going down

"YOU TOLD ME I WAS THE ONLY ONE! THREE YEARS WE'VE BEEN TOGETHER"

"I can't believe you would believe me"

OUCH

You were standing in front of your door, ear pressed to the door

Though with how loud they were being you didn't need to do that

"You're a real piece of work, you know."

"But yet here you are, still hung up on me"

"You know, you're looking really pathetic right now"

And that was the final straw for the girl

A sharp slap was heard, and then shouting

And the door to hall was opened

And you?

Running around trying to find your shoes

Cuz sure

It was sad, and unfortunate

BUT YOU WERENT GLING TO MISS THIS AT ALL

hearing more shouting, and a "Baby!? Who are these people, why are you wearing my boyfriend's shirt?"

A squeal escaped your mouth, at the familiar voice.

It belonging to his second girlfriend

That left one more, it being the boyfriend to suddenly show up

"I'm his girlfriend. Who are you?! His sister?" The first girl asked, a wavier in her voice

"IM HIS GIRLFRIEND!" Girl number 2 stated, the one that had been spying on him

"wait.. I'm his girlfriend as well, but not anymore." The third spoke, "Okay, bye not like I can't find another girl."

Another slap was heard, "Fuck you!"

"You already did sweetheart" He chuckled out, your mouth forming in a frown at how this guy was acting

Hearing a car door close, and a sound of a radio from outside. You slipped on your shoes, knowing by now with all this commotion someone had to call the cops

But imagine YOUR OWN SURPRISE WHEN YOU SEE YOUR BOYFRIEND

IN ALL HIS GLORY

Standing right in front of your fucking door

Hand tightly gripping the doorknob

And trying with all your strength, too open it

Cuz you want to see what the fuck was going on

You could still hear the shouts and harsh slaps and punches going on

Peaking through the peep hole

What the fuck?!

"Daichi I know you can hear me, move"

You saw him shake his head slightly

THIS BITCH

WAS TAKIKG THE JOY OUT OF YOU

"You know you are a real piece of work, I gave you my all and this is how you repay me?" Girl 2

"You gave me nothing but Chlamydia" POS fired back

"... What?" Girl 1 whispered, a gasp coming through

"okay Daichi please take this young lady outside, we need to break everyone up"

THIS WAS YOUR CHANCE

Sprinting towards the door, trash in hand, making it seem like you were taking out the trash rather then eavesdropping

Stopping short before grabbing your headphones to make it seem like you couldn't hear anything

And what happens when you *a little TOO enthusiast* open the door?

Trash swinging a little.bit too much

Everyone heads whip in your direction

But the only one that catches your eyes?

Daichi

AND DAICHI GIVES YOU THAT LOOK

LIKE BITCH WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU FOING

GET BACK INSIDE

STOP BEING A NOSY NANCY

FIRE IS BEHIND HIM, HIS EYES NARROW AMD HIS LIP PULLS BACK A LITTLE

He is holding on to one of the girls, her fists balled up, still seething from all of this

And guess who walks in at that exact moment

Boyfriend number 1

And your fucking SHOOKTH

WHY WAS HE HERE?

HE COMES ON THE WEEKEND AT EXACTLY 12PM

"oh, well looks like this all worked out." He said with a monotone voice, a smirk forming on his face.

"I told you if you ever cheated again, I was going to end you"

WHAT?!

And then

Shit went down

And you?

Retreated back inside, cuz you were already in deep shit with Daichi

You didn't want to get caught in the cross fire of the fists and kicks being sent from everyone

But the time everything ended, it was midnight

Your eyes slowly dropping, a knock at the door startling you awake

And you knew who it was

"What have I told you about eavesdropping?"

OIKAWA:

He loves eavesdropping

He'd be the type to wake you up at 3am cuz the neighbors are fighting

And you got to tell him "Go to bed, they aren't fighting"

"But babe, there banging on the wa- oh"

But the times THE ARE FIGHTING

You have caught him, outside hiding behind the fake plants and the lawn chairs.

Even though the balcony was a closed off one

Meaning

NO ONE COUPD SEE HIM

HE LEGIT JUST COULD DUCK AND BE HIDDEN

"Baby-chan, hurry hide they'll see you" he waved you over, motioning for you to duck down with him

Straight up, was done with him at that moment.

Just.. what the fuck

🙃😒

"I knew I should have accepted IWA love confession"

"Well now it's to late baby, now GET DOWN"

So what do you do?

You get down

Cuz at that moment, your neighbor was feeding his wife LIES ABOUT WHY HE WAS HOME AT 4AM

"Baby, I think your being a little dramatic right now."

Oikawa and your own face formed in an O, at the sentence that was just spoken.

Both thinking the same thing, a shit eating grin on both of your faces

"Oh.. maybe your right, maybe I am being a little dramatic. Who wouldnt be cool as a cucumber when their loving"

You both felt that poison at the way she said "loving"

Oikawa started to lightly slap your arm, at the excitement of this all unfolding

Stop you mouthed at him, but started to feel panic as he slowly crept towards the wall of the balcony

"stop" you whispered

"I want too their faces"

"Loving husband that for the fourth time, in the past two weeks has arrived home at 4am. My loving and supportive, hardworking husband, that lost his job a month ago. Because he was caught fucking the Bosses wife, but what do I have to worry about being dramatic?"

You both were now, silently (loudly honestly) hitting each other in the arms.

Who cares if you had work in five hours

This HOT ASS TEA AND DRAMA WAS WORTH IT

"Oh, also, I have the papers for a divorce on the table. And Im fucking your sister,"

"Damn!"

You both slapped your hands over his mouth at the sudden holler

Faces red

But at the same time, not upset for being caught

"Who the fuck is there?! You think this is funny?"

"Oh shut up, an stick a sock in it. We both know, you look pathetic right now."

The rustle and the knocking over of the plant and chairs, causing your cover to be blown even more

But you two didn't care

"SHE SLEEPING WITH HIS SISTER!"

"I KNEW I HEARD ANOTHER WOMEN MOAN IN THERE ROOM THE OTHER NIGHT!"

"I wonder who will get their place, or they'll just move out"

"Idk, but I'm beat from all that.. who are texting?" You asked, your boyfriend on his phone his thumbs almost a blur

"Tell Iwa about this shit babe, I've been keeping him and guys posted about it."

NEED OPINIONS!

Gojo Satoru angst/heartbreak?

Toji fushiguro angst/heartbreak?

Or

Nanami Kento Angst/heartbreak?

Or

Someone else from JJK or Haikyuu?

Let me know! I'm in my feels, and starting to realize.. I'm not has in love or love someone as much as I use too. (That's a hint towards what's to come)

"Sick"

Characters: Oikwaw x GNReader

Type: short imagine

Anime: haikyuu

Warnings: Cursing, over dramatic, mention of sex, humor, fluff I suppose.

A/N: I'm sick.. and have no one to help with the house. So ... Yeah.

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"I'm dying!!" You hollered, throwing your arms around as you dramatically fell on the bed. The sweat was caking your forehead, as your hair stuck to it. "Baby-chan, you're just sick," Oikawa stated, walking in with a bowl of soup. Lightly closing the door behind him, "Oikawa, I'm.. what are you wearing?"

Your boyfriend, your beloved boyfriend, that was taking care you, nursing you back to health the second you woke up with a fever.

Was wearing a mask, a shower cap, what seemed to be a trash bag with arm holes and a head hole. Along with goggles, "Are you wearing trash bag pants?"

"Do you want some chives in your soup?" He asked as if he wasnt using a toy car to have it deliver your soup to you.

"Your.. joking." You were dumbfounded by his antics, though you understood deep down that this was just because he didn't want to get sick himself.

"I did the dishes, I cleaned the living room, am now doing the laundry. So please, strip." He demanded towards the end, a wicked smirk on his face played out, though you couldnt see it behind his mask.

"You know, underneath these trash bag pants, is something that could possibly make you feel way better," His voice dropped an octave as his hand trailed down the bag. Though he was cut shorting from saying something else, because you threw your clothes at him. A scream being heard, as it touched his non-gloved hand.

"Can you not do this right now, I'm tired and sick, I can't deal with your horniess right now," You spoke setting the bowl of soup on the night stand. "Can I get some towels? I need to take a shower, I feel disgusting."

Oikawa looked up, after lathering hand sanitizer on his hands. His eyebrow rose at your comment, "You want me to join? Maybe having sex, will get you too feel better," He suggested, "I'm sick, look how your acting right now. You really think you'll be able to put your dick in me?"

"That's what hand sanitizer and condoms are for babydoll! Now eat your soup and get in the shower! I'm going to finish the dishes, an then I'll see you .. in the shower." He pointed his fingers at you, as he shimmed out of the room.

Grabbing the soup and sipping it, rolling your eyes at his antics. Your eyes feeling heavy, as the medicine started to work it's magical wonders. Knowing full well, that you weren't going to take a shower anytime soon.

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

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

The stadium is bursting with life and energy, people are ready to watch the long awaited game between Argentine and Japan‘s national volleyball team.

You came over to watch your husband play against his high school rivals, it’s been a dream of his ever since he left Japan.

Currently, you’re having a big heart attack, since you only turned around for a second to buy some onigiri snacks for you and your son, to find out said four-year old was just gone.

Panic flows through your veins along with adrenaline, you’re looking for that little brunette boy everywhere, when you remember that Mathéo has probably gone to look for his father.

Luckily at that time, Hajime Iwaizumi, 27-year old Athletic Trainer is currently helping Team Japan stretch for warm up when a heard a familiar voice of a child calling his name.

When the former Ace turns around in confusion, he sees Oikawa’s son, running towards him with big excitement in his dark brown orbs.

'Mathéo surely is a solid copy of his father.' Iwaizumi thinks as he greets his godchild.

"Mathéo, why are you by yourself? Where is your mum or your father?" The brunette crouches down as he looks around in concern to look for you or his best friend.

When you spot your son with Iwaizumi, you breathe out a big sigh of relief but you have to scold your son for pulling a stunt like that.

When the Athletic Trainer hears you, he is relieved that you found him and your son. But he is also happy to see you again, last time he visited you and Oikawa was almost over a year ago.

"Mathéo! Don’t do that again, I was looking everywhere for you! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" You scold the young boy and he looks incredibly guilty, almost ready to cry when he hears that you were so worried.

"I am sorry, mama. I just saw uncle Hajime and I wanted to say hello."

You sigh, feeling bad but also relieved that he is okay.

"I know but don’t run away from me again. Be glad it’s me scolding you and not your father."

"Yes, mama. I'm very sorry." Mathéo looks to the floor for a second, before looking at the Japanese players again, watching them with amazement and a big gleam in his eyes.

When you get up again from your crouched position, Iwaizumi notices something about you.

Your belly is having a small bump again.

"Has Shittykawa really knocked you up again?" He snickers a bit and raises a brow at you in amusement.

"Please don’t remind me, I had a moment of weakness with those eyes of his. Besides, Mathéo really wished for a sibling. He is already four years old. Can you believe that?" You look at your son in amazement and love, he looks exactly like his father, except that he has a very quiet personality, more like yours.

"How far along are you?" Iwaizumi interrupts your thoughts, looking at you with a smile, folding his arms.

"13 weeks now, Tōru really hopes for a girl this time." You grin at the brunette rubbing your stomach a bit.

"You shouldn’t run though, it’s not good for you during your early pregnancy." Still ever the concerned mother duck, Iwaizumi scolds you a bit.

"I know, I know, I was just in a huge panic mode, because I couldn’t find him." You sigh with a smile.

Iwaizumi smiles at you yet again and unbeknownst to you, a few players stopped their warm up, watching the interaction between you and their Athletic Trainer.

"I didn’t know Iwaizumi had a family." Hakuba states.

"Damn, she’s super hot. Too bad she is married ta our Athletic Trainer." Atsumu wiped a towel across his face, his brown eyes still captivated by the woman.

Hinata hears his teammates talking and looks over and sees Iwaizumi and a beautiful, breathtaking woman standing next to him, talking and laughing. For some reason you look very familiar but he can’t remember exactly where he has seen your face before.

All of sudden, you depart from Iwaizumi and the young boy who was watching the Japanese team, comes up to you to hold your hand.

When you turn a bit to see the players, you spot Hinata, giving him a bashful smile and a small wave at him, walking to the sides to look for your husband and his team.

Hinata can’t help but feel like you look extremely familiar, that young boy really reminds him of a certain brown-haired Setter that was once and honestly still is Kageyama‘s archenemy.

Iwaizumi turns back to the group and sees that some of the players are giving him weird looks.

"What?" He asks harshly into the round.

"Since when do you have a wife and a kid??" Suna frowns.

"What are you talking about?" Iwaizumi frowns back in confusion.

"The goddess of beauty itself that was just standin' next ta ya a minute ago." Atsumu clarifies.

"Also, I don’t know if you noticed but the kid looks nothing like you." Kageyama adds as well.

Iwaizumi finally understands but can’t help himself to be ticked off by Kageyama‘s last comment.

"Because she’s not? You have known me for what?Almost four months? You ever seen a ring on me or that woman visiting me at work? She is only a very good friend of mine. She used to be Aoba Johsai’s manager." The Athletic Trainer explains.

"That’s why she looked familiar! Her name is (Y/L/N) (Y/F/N) isn’t it?" Hinata is very excited and hopes to talk to you again, after meeting you in Brazil with Oikawa together almost 6 years ago.

"Well, believe it or not, it’s actually Oikawa (Y/N) now."

Another voice chimes in, the sentence carried with pride and smugness.

Some of the players tense up and almost growl at the sight of Argentine‘s official Setter walking up with an agonizing smirk.

"Nice to see you again Shōyō. Hope you and the suckers behind you are ready to lose." Oikawa just loves to rile people up, seeing the reactions of them are always a blast for him.

"The fuck did ya just say-" Atsumu growls and is ready to physically fight the opponent Setter when they hear that exciting voice again.

"Papa!" At the sound of his son‘s voice, Oikawa immediately turns around with a big smile.

Little steps run towards the brunette and Oikawa bends down to his son‘s height to catch him.

Standing up again to his full height, Mathéo smiles widely with closed eyes as he hugs his father‘s neck.

"Mathéo, this is Shōyō Hinata, your pa played with him in Rio when he visited the city. Can you say 'hi'?"

Mathéo turns to the orange-haired Wing Spiker for a second and immediately hides his face in his father‘s neck.

"Sorry about that, got my dashing looks but his mother‘s shy personality." Oikawa chuckles a bit, patting his son lightly on the back.

Hinata walks a bit closer to Oikawa‘s son, being extremely good with kids.

"Mathéo, do you also want to play volleyball when you grow up like your papa?"

Mathéo turns again to look at the orange-haired Opposite Hitter and hides his face partly to look at Hinata while being attached to his father.

"I do." Mathéo whispers out, still wary of the stranger.

"Maybe later on, you can show Shōyō how good you can receive already." Oikawa suggests to his son and he slowly comes out of his shy shell and nods enthusiastically at his father’s words.

"After of course, your amazingly talented dad has beat every single player. Especially Kageyama or the blonde idiot that only ranked second place in Japan‘s best Setter." Oikawa‘s pointy finger booped the tip of Mathéo‘s nose and the little boy squeals in delight.

"Mama said you shouldn’t say those words. They’re mean." Mathéo's face changes immediately again and he scolds his father, who in return just scoffs lightly at the words.

"Mijo, I am just telling you the truth, watch the game and you‘ll see what I mean."

"Okay papa!"

Oikawa farewells Hinata and wishes him good luck.

When the Setter seeks out his wife, he sees her standing by the sides, talking to some of his teammates.

Making his way towards her, he feels a great amount of pride flowing through his system. He’s got a family now and he is ready to show the world what he’s got.

Unbeknownst to Oikawa, lots of looks of glowering eyes follow the Argentinian Setter‘s movements, getting riled up by his words, they are ready to fight.

Let the battle begin.

Iwaizumi returns to the locker room, after having forgotten his textbooks in his gym locker of the Aoba Johsai volleyball club.

As he enters the club room, he hears a shower running.

Frowning in confusion, he thought that his team members have already left after practice.

"Is anyone still here?" He calls out.

"Uh… yeah, it’s me Iwa-chan." Oikawa, the Setter of Aoba Johsai’s volleyball club answers back.

But his voice sounds a little shaken up, like he is scared or hurt.

"You good? Did you overdo it again after practice? And what are you still doing here? I thought you hated the gym showers." The Ace raises an eyebrow in suspicion and walks towards the shower stall.

The sliding door of the shower opens up a bit and Oikawa partly pops his head out, the shower still running and flattening his usual fluffy brown hair to his head.

Another thing Iwaizumi also notices, is that his best friend is panting a little bit and his cheeks are glowing in a reddish color.

"I uh… have a date… yeah a date! You know, just wanted to smell fresh for them!" The Setter grins awkwardly.

"Uh huh. Well, hurry up I need to lock up. I'll give you two minutes to be out of here."

Oikawa, who looks a bit panicked, quickly glances to his right in the shower before he flinches in pain about something.

"Is it your knee again?"

"Yeah, it’s been bothering me again. A real pain in the ass sometimes. Ouch! Why don’t you leave the keys on the bench? I’ll lock up when I am out." Oikawa offers with a tight smile as he hopes his teammate will do as he says.

Iwaizumi looks at him for a moment, sighing heavily and leaving the keys on the bench. He’s tired and just wants to go home.

"Fine Trashykawa, it better not be messy when we get here tomorrow morning." Stuffing the books in his bag, the spiky-haired brunette leaves without another look back, closing the door behind him.

Oikawa closes the door again and starts giggling like crazy as he stares down at you, who is leaning against the shower wall, equally as wet as your lover.

"A date? Who do you have a date with?" You wrap your arms around his neck and the Setter grins down at you mischievously, pressing wet kisses against your neck.

"Oh, no one you need to worry about. They’re in my health class and sit right behind me. When they lent me their pen three weeks ago, I just had to ask them out. They go by the name (Y/N)." Oikawa leans his forehead against yours, rubbing his nose affectionately against your own.

You lean forward catch his lips with yours and it quickly turns into a heated make-out session again, which was interrupted earlier when Iwaizumi walked in.

The sound of smacking lips echo in the shower, one of Oikawa’s hands is grabbing your neck while the other wanders all over your wet body, grabbing your ass and squeezing it occasionally.

You on the other hand have to stand a bit on your toes to be able to reach him, wrapping your arms around his neck, while your hands scratch a bit against his skull, making the brunette moan in delight.

Later on, when you both exit the shower, Oikawa sees a few missed texts from Iwaizumi.

He sits down on the bench, a towel wrapped around his waist as he unlocks his phone.

And after each text, Oikawa pales a little bit more.

'ANGRY BIRD 🤪'

'Do you really think I am that stupid?!' Sent 16:36

'I know you were having company in that shower. Next time, I am kicking BOTH OF YOU OUT!' Sent 16:37

'AND IN OUR GYM SHOWER OUT OF ALL PLACES???' Sent 16:40

Before he can read the next text though, he feels your head leaning on his shoulder and the Setter smiles at the action.

"Iwa-chan knows that I wasn’t alone in the shower." He snickers and you nearly pass out at what he said.

"WHAT?!"

THEIR “FANGIRL” ACTUALLY LIKES YOU, NOT HIM!! (oikawa, atsumu, and suna)

warning: gn!reader, crack, some pouty boyos!. a random idea i thought of~

[ part 2 (sugawara and iwaizumi) ]

OIKAWA TOORU

“i swear if they don’t leave in 60 seconds, i’m going to serve a ball towards them.”

leaning against the bus with crossed arms, you watched the herd of squealing girls surrounding your boyfriend. iwaizumi is right by your side, glaring at the sight of his best friend being showered with affection and treats.

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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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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!!"

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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!

normally when you tuck yourself into bed with your lover, you expect him to snuggle into you immediately as he’s done many times.

so why was he scooting away from you instead? and why is he looking at you like he wants to fight?

you blink once and twice before looking at him quizzically. your lover is a man that is undoubtedly and obviously whipped for you, so why now is he acting like it’s the opposite?

“what are you doing?” you finally ask after multiple beats of silence. you watch him turn his head to the side and scoff, his glare intensifying at your arms.

or rather, what was nestled in it.

he narrows his eyes, “there’s an impostor here.”

you quirk an eyebrow, confused, before following his gaze down to your lap.

“why do you have that thing?” he side eyes the big plushie you’re hugging close to your chest.

oh. so that’s what this was about?

you sigh a bit dramatically, amused. “this ‘thing’ is comfortable to sleep with,” you mock his tone, gesturing to the plushie. “plus, he’s literally custom made to look like you.”

he scoffs before crossing his arms. “it’s custom made to look like me? but all it looks like is a filthy homewrecker!”

you laugh, shoulders shaking while he gapes at you (even though you can see the upward quirks of his lips as his facade threatens to break).

“this is no laughing matter, my dear wife!”

he lifts up his hand to point accusingly at the plushie that looks like his clone. “and you! why are you trying to ruin our relationship, huh?” he pokes his face repeatedly, each time putting more and more force.

“you wont take my wife, you hear me?!”

you giggle, watching the amusing interaction play out. “i can’t believe you’re seriously upset over something like this.”

he stops after processing your words. his gaze darkens a little and he reaches both his arms out to shakily grasp your shoulders. “honey, this is a serious situation! this thing is trying to ruin our lives!” he frowns, shaking you slightly.

“you’re a clown.”

“wh- hey!”

“it’s just a plushie, it can’t do anything wrong.”

“oh, so i’m the bad guy now, is that it? sorry for protecting our marriage then!”

you purse your lips to prevent anymore laughter to spill out and provoke your husband to poke the innocent plushie more. “baby, let’s just go to sleep, alright?”

his eyes soften when you reach out to pull his arm closer to you but suddenly narrows at the plushie still on your lap, his favourite pillow.

“sure, on one condition,” he states before picking the plushie up and throwing it out of the bedroom, quickly locking the door.

(you never saw that plushie again and he claims he has nothing to do with it.)

— (bllk) nagi, reo (genshin) wriothesely, kaeya, childe, kaveh, itto, ayato (i can see it a lil) (star rail) sampo, jing yuan, caelus (haikyuu) suna, atsumu, kuroo, oikawa (jjk) gojo, geto (maybe), yuji, inumaki (if he could talk properly) (kny) douma, zenitsu (om) mammon, asmo

i’ve seen A LOT of drabbles like this but im not sure if anyone did this exact thing 😭 btw sch is starting real soon so ill be on n off on this app 🫢 this isnt edited yet 🥹

@xyaehir 2024. this is my content. do not translate, copy or plagiarise my works in any way. reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated. <3

Secret Garden - Oikawa Tooru

Now, Oikawa wasn’t the worst of the boys you could find. Sure, he had a reputation that he would ever so carefully hold up, the flirty pretty boy who also was the captain of his school’s volleyball club. He himself took a lot of pride in being the unbothered flirt that he was. He didn’t mean to lead people on by flirting, and everybody around him realized that. Going back to the part where he was unbothered, yeah, that part stood true for the most of it, but he too had his moments of weakness, like now.

The day was as normal as it could be, him in his seat beside his seatmate who never seemed to care enough about him to ever try to converse to him outside the introductions and occasional polite smiles for a greeting. He understood you weren’t the big on talking, but he wouldn’t mind having someone to joke around with during a boring class. Not that he hadn’t tested out his charms on you, but you were a part of the lesser population who were immune to his flirting. Or so he thought. Of course, he missed that slight twitch of the corner of your mouth fighting to form a smile, or the embarrassing heat that creeped up the side of your neck which threatened to grow red. Of course, you didn’t have to hide your very obvious flustered state, knowing better that he was used to all the flustered girls around him and where was the fun in that? Why would you, when he gave the most animatedly wide eyes on having “failed” to fluster you as he thought he would?

And that day was the same, a polite smile and then the same boring lectures as the teacher went on teaching something that couldn’t be anymore boring for you. While Oikawa was the volleyball jock in all its truest sense, he also was a nerd who actually paid attention in class and took notes. Having been bored out of your mind, your usual aloof self slipped up. It wasn’t the worst,you just drew a big stupidly ugly flower on the margin of the book that laid open on your desk and it just had to belong to the person sitting beside you. To remind you, it wasn’t the worst situation, it could have been worse had you drawn it with something more permanent like a pen, it was just a pencil. You could erase it before the owner of the book noticed, right? Wrong. While you turned your side, scrambling to search for an eraser which, who knows you even had, Oikawa looked up to his book to refer to it and was greeted by the flower staring right back at him.

Oikawa was a nerd. He owns the cleanest books, in the best condition he could have. He made sure his books were free from any kind of pencil scratches or ink smudges. Pulling his book closer to have a look at the drawing that sat on his book, he could be sworn the face drawn on the flower seemed to mock him. The flower was HUGE and smug?? Oikawa Tooru wasn’t an angry person by any sense, but he always thought something like this would be the reason he loses his cool. Having surprised himself by the equally huge blush on his face, he couldn’t seem to gather any words as he shyly glanced towards his seatmate who hadn’t noticed him as he hid his growing smile. Once again, surprising himself, he grabbed a pencil of his own. Taking one last glance at his busy seatmate, who still continued to rummage through her bag, he started drawing flowers of his own around the obnoxiously huge flower.

“Finally”, you thought, as you accepted the eraser from your friend’s hand as you turned towards where you last left the book, already noticed the boy grabbing his book. You prayed internally for him to not notice the little souvenir you had left with your pencil.You continued to steal glances of your seatmate while holding onto the eraser in your hand, waiting impatiently for the book to be placed away for you to erase the drawing. And to your relief, he did so. Judging by his calm demeanor, you sighed, convinced that the boy hadn’t noticed your mistake. Subtly shifting closer to the book, you noticed the little garden drawn around your flower, eyes growing wide. You glanced at the boy who sat beside you, ducking into the notebook he had been writing in. Choosing not to erase the little artwork. You continued to act oblivious about the whole situation you had found yourself in. The volleyball captain who was flocked by girls gifting him daily was blushing beside you because of a drawing?

You knew a secret about the notoriously famous volleyball captain, the shy dorky side of him he was unable to hold back at the drawing of a smug little (huge) flower. That same day when you had left him in the class to sit back and stare at the flower you had drawn labeled - Oikawa Tooru, for him to find. That same day, he looked up how to draw flowers. He wanted to draw them for you, in your book by the margin and of course he too would draw an arrow and write your name beside it. If anyone was to ask him how many he had practiced making the same flower, he would be quick to deny even looking it up on the internet. If he had to make a flower to write your name with, it had to be a pretty one, so of course it would be a few days until he finally gathers the confidence to even draw in your book.

Even though it wasn’t as good as he thought it would be, he was content with the blush that rested comfortably on your cheeks as you looked away from your book at the sight of the flower drawn in pink ink, with a blushing face drawn on the flower, mindful to not draw over the text while your name was written in delicate cursive.

Oikawa didn’t know what to expect after that, he drew for you back that day, but he didn’t expect it to become an ongoing thing where he would return home and find a neatly folded paper, torn from the book you carried everywhere with you. A new flower doodle every day, while he did the same, although he did always research a little more each time to impress you.

Sitting in his seat, he was waiting for you to come sit yourself beside him and allow him to ramble how ‘Iwa-chan is always so mean to him” and how many times he got smacked in the head by him in the last practice session. You were still rather quiet and preferred to listen than talk, but Oikawa always got you to whine about how much you hated studying and how unfair it was that your dog preferred your parents over you.

Sitting yourself, you immediately turned towards the eager boy, turned towards you to greet you loudly while throwing his arms around “his favorite seatmate’. Again bored, you turned towards the boy you had grown to like over the months of talking. It wasn’t hard to take a liking to the boy you already had a crush on even before becoming friends.You gently pressed onto the pink, palm-sized envelope sealed carefully with a wax seal. Passing it to the boy it was meant for, you were greeted with the same blush from the first drawing, brows raised up into a question asking what was this supposed to be. Poking out your chin, you signaled the boy to open it. On opening the envelope Oikawa was greeted with a bunch of pressed flowers held between a folded paper, taking out the paper he was met with the same smug flower from the first time but this time followed with a “i like you, stupid flower boy”.

Oikawa had a secret, he liked his seatmate who first refused to give him any more attention than a polite greeting, the seatmate who drew him a pretty flower, the seatmate who he would whine to while clinging close to the quiet girl who made him blush on the slightest smile.

Picking up the same pink pen he had used to draw you the flower along with your name, he gripped the hand laid on the desk, drawing the best he could, he drew you a big pink heart on the back of your hand then turning your hand to face the palm of your hand, he wrote - “you are the stupid one between us, but i like you too”. Pressing a kiss to the heart he drew, he shyly turned back to his books, smile never leaving his face as he continued to steal glances at throughout the class, unable to focus on anything but the thought of now being able to drag all his games and greeting his seatmate with kisses in the morning.

So, I actually didn't really plan this through. Of course, I am so thankful for the support no matter what that means, like, reblog, comment. I am thankful for every single one. It really is relieving to see people appreciate or enjoy my work. It hasn't been too long since I started actually posting my work, but it has been so exciting to post each one of those.

Lately, I have been a little overwhelmed with other stuff but I do want to keep posting actively. I am currently working a on prompt list. And I'm completely open to asks for and about anything. Every story has a universe of it own and will slowly be built up over the time. You ask interact with the characters themselves by leaving asks if the specific universe and the character name.

Ex: Free real estate!Kuroo (enter ask) .

There will be a tag system for all my work to make it easier to search. Hopefully you will enjoy this as much as I do.

Crosswalk Masterlist:

Key: f: fuff; a: angst; h: humor; c: comfort

HAIKYUU:

Free real estate! Kuroo Tetsurou:

Free real estate: (f)

Are we getting a dog : (f) (h)

countless (aftermath) (f)

Love it when you boss me around: (f) (texts) (coming soon)

No match!Atsumu Miya:

No match!Atsumu Miya: (f) (h)

Come back : (f) (h) (texts)

Whatever this is! Kuroo Tetsurou:

Spoiler

Whatever this is! Kuroo Tetsurou: (f) (a)

Hi stranger (f) (h) (texts)

Secret garden! Oikawa Tooru:

Secret garden! Oikawa Tooru:(f)

Milky Way! Kageyama Tobio:

Spoiler

Milky Way! Kageyama Tobio: (f)

Kaori! Kuroo Tetsurou:

Spoiler

Kaori! Kuroo Testurou:(f) (h)

Secret Secret! Kuroo Testurou: (valentine's event):

Secret Secret! Kuroo: (f)

Drabbles: Haikyuu

Kissing!Kuroo:

Comfort!Kuroo:

Clingy!Kuroo:

MY HERO ACADEMIA:

Get used to it! Bakugou Katsuki:

Get used to it! Bakugou Katsuki: Part 1: (f)

Get used to it! Bakugou Katsuki: Part 2: (f) (a)

Get used to it! Bakugou Katsuki: Part 3: (f)

Drabbles: My hero academia:

Dork! Bakugou Katsuki:

A hero!Bakugou Katsuki:

Needy!Bakugou Katsuki:

Katsuki with glasses (f)

Bad days with Katsuki (f) (c)

Kisses with Katsuki (f)

Katsuki never likes to pull away first (f)

Katsuki with glasses (f)

Asks: Katsuki Bakugou:

Forgets his anniversary

react to his child telling his mom to shut up

Truth quirk

Katsuki with a coquette reader

Time stamps:

11:53: Katsuki Bakugou

12:03-(coming soon)