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ilylovelyz · 9 months

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⍣ ೋ after the break-up

☆ kuroo, oikawa, daichi, hinata, bokuto akaashi, sakusa

KUROO TETSURO — assuming reader is the one who ended it, he's absolutely blindsided and shocked. he walks around in a daze; to anyone who didn't know him, he just looks tired or whatever. to whoever does, it's clear he's absolutely destroyed and crushed. of course, he'll try to act his best to not let it show how sad he is, but it really shows when his teammates were wondering where he was, only to find him sitting alone on a bench, looking down at his feet somberly.

"kuroo." kenma called out softly, his lips pursed into a line at the sight of his childhood sitting ways away from the rest of his team. it took a minute before kuroo was looking over his shoulder to look over at the shorter lad, his eye-bags dark, lips pursed into a straight line. "...i miss her." kuroo mumbled, looking back down at his feet, one of his hands coming up to brush through his distressed black hair.

he feels even worse when he sees you in the distance, walking home with a friend of yours. he can only think and remember when it was him walking you home, your hand intertwined with his. he chews on his lip as you get smaller and smaller as you walk more into the distance. he misses you.

OIKAWA TORŪ — he acts totally unbothered. his teammates didn't even know the two of you broke up until one of them asked about you jokingly, to which oikawa stuck out his tongue, huffing a "she dumped me," before swiping the nonexistent hair off his shoulder with sass. he thinks he's okay; he feels okay. it doesn't catch up to him until one day he's still practicing long after official practice ended.

oikawa grunted as he jumped into the air, his hand coming up to slap the ball. he can only furrow his eyebrows in annoyance when the ball hits the net, dropping over to the floor. "damn it." he curses, wiping the sweat off his forehead. i'm thirsty, he thinks, looking to the side where you would sit on the floor, watching as he practices.

but you're not there... where are you? "y/n-chan?" he calls out, his eyes looking around the empty gym. "..she's gone oikawa, remember— she broke up with you," a voice speaks from behind him. he turns around to see iwaizumi standing behind him, his eyes low with concern. oikawa feels a pang of hurt within his chest, his face morphing into one of hurt. oh, thats right, you left him.

DAICHI SAWAMURA — please, he's so heartbroken. he's so sad and hurt, when you were breaking up with him, he knew he couldn't change your mind, so he let you go, because he knew that was the best choice for the both of you. he stills watches over you, his protectiveness still present. he'll still watch you in class and in the hallways, his eyes never lingering off you for even a second.

"y/n—y/l/n-san," he says meekly, his eyes watching your face for any discomfort. "how are you doing?" he asks. he still attempts to talk to you, even if you crushed his heart completely. "i'm doing great, daichi-san, how about you? how is volleyball going?" his heart stings at your formality, he would do anything just to hear the way you call him by that cute nickname you gave him.

i'm hurt, i miss you, i miss you—i miss you a lot. can we get back together? "i'm doin' great, we are able to go to nationals, i'm so excited." he says with a forced grin, he hopes you don't notice the way his smile doesn't meet his eyes. "sure, let's go to the rooftop?" you say, slowly getting up from your seat. usually, you'd hold his arm as the two of you walked, but you don't. instead, you walk with a slightly behind him with much of a distance for his taste, but it's okay. he doesn't want to make it anymore awkward than it already is. he'd rather be your friend than loose you completely.

HINATA SHOUYO — he cried, he cried for days. even tsukishima felt bad for him. he was almost like a zombie, and he felt even shittier when he was so exhausted that his spikes were shit. he needed your presence, he needed you to be at his side, but you weren't there at all, you left him, you left him shattered and inconsolable. he nearly got sick with the way he was so sad, almost throwing up a few times because of how hard he cried.

"y/n," he calls out from behind you. you turn your head to look him, removing your hand from your locker. "oh, hey, shouyo," you say sheepishly, tone seemingly afraid and hesitant. you seem to know what he's already feeling. "how are you doing?" you ask, turning your body to face him.

"i.." he stammers, swallowing thickly as he tries to prevent his voice from cracking. "uhm—are you gonna be there for my game next saturday?" he asks, his eyes almost wide with the way he waits for your answer. his eyebrows furrow with sadness when you give him a bittersweet smile, "i.. maybe."

BOKUTO KOUTARO — his emotions are even worse than hinata's. he actually refuses to accept the break-up, and literally gets on his knees to beg you not to leave him. he'll literally wrap his arms around your waist, his head mushed into your belly as he cries into your embrace, mumbling apologies and love confessions. he almost loses a couple of games after the breakup because he was such an emotional wreck.

"see you later y/l/n-san." your friend says, waving a goodbye as you part ways with her. you say a goodbye as well before continuing your walk down the halls. your heart beats nervously, sometimes you see bokuto in this part of the school, but you're not surprised that you do. he pops up in front of you, almost as if he was awaiting for your arrival.

"y/n.." he whines, biting on his lower lip, his hair greatly deflated. you can only sigh at the sight in front of you. "hey, kou.." you say softly, you're not even going to try to switch to his surname or even his full first name either, that'll actually destory him and you know that.

"y/n, can we please just–", "kou," "–can we please just talk about this, i need you." he whimpers, hastily walking over to you, his hands grabbing at your elbows. "koutaro." you sternly say, your use of his first full name as him freezing in place, his lips pursing into a straight line as he tries not to cry. he's then pulling you in for a hug, his head resting in the crook of your neck and he sniffles against you, whining your name like a sweet baby. you can only rub your hand against his back comfortingly before you're pulling away from him for the last time.

AKAASHI KEIJI — he tried to handle it maturely, he really tried. he respects your decision, it'll be unfair to force you to stay in a relationship when you're unhappy. like a mature person, he's polite, so polite everyone almost forgets that you two dated. but not everyone, after all, you two dated for almost two years. he's still concerned for you, though, he still looks out for you, he always will.

"y/l/n-san, do you need help with that?" he asks, quickly coming over to your side when he sees you walking with a bunch of books in your hands. "y-yeah, please, akaashi-kun," you stutter, your arms relaxing when he takes more of the lion's share of the books from you. "thank you, they were really heavy." you joke, cheekily grinning at his help.

"no problem, just helping out." he says, looking straight ahead of him blankly. he seems to be dealing with it as well as he can, of course, he misses you, and he still resists the urge to text you late at night when he's upset. what about you though? you can't help the way you're gazing at him from behind, marveling at his pretty emerald eyes. akaashi notices, of course, but he doesn't take a plan of action to do anything about it, and neither do you. it was your decision after-all.

SAKUSA KIYOOMI — like oikawa, he acts totally unbothered. he'll brush off whenever someone sends their condolences on the breakup, either scolding them for their annoying pity, or not saying anything at all. deep inside, he's almost annoyed at the way he's so hurt. it's helpless, there's no point in being sad when he can't do anything about it. but he does, but it's over. he feels out of place, his daily structure and schedule is disrupted, and silently, he still awaits for you to call for your place back into his life.

"ah! kiyo.." you shout, trailing off when he walks right past you. it stings you greatly, but at the same time, you understand his actions. the two of you dated for nearly four years, since he was a still a young teenager. he avoids you like the plague now, not even sparing you a glance whenever he does come across you.

you won't ever deny it, even if it's a shock for your pride, you miss him. you miss him and his stupid check-ups, him and his annoying pesters of "did you wash your hands?" you thought that he would be okay with remaining as friends, and he did agree to that, but now, it's like you don't even exist to him. to him, you do, but he just refuses to interact with you, his pride hurt and crushed, as for the first time, he's disturbed.

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slutmegeto · 17 days

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solandis

such a pretty little kitten you are for them.

tw. nsfw, smut, collaring, lingerie, oral (both male and female receiving), threesome, rough unprotected sex, spit roasting, restraints (handcuffs), choking, slapping, implied yandere, implied kidnapping, praise, dubcon, slight noncon, use of slut, use of master, slight pet play mdni!

pairing: iwaoi x f!reader

"iwa-chan, isn't she pretty?"

cheeks a pretty pink, you keep your gaze lowered, hands gripping the edge of the lacy, see-through lingerie you were wearing so tight that your knuckles are white.

anything to distract you from the heavy gazes on you.

anything to distract you from the thick leather sat snuggly around your neck, trying to ignore the way it feels like you can't breathe or the way it digs into your skin.

"yeah," iwaizumi grunts, voice low in a way that has you tensing. "real pretty."

a hand falls on top of your head, large and firm and you try to resist the urge to flinch, slowly peering up through your lashes only to see oikawa grinning brightly down at you. the second his eyes catch yours, the grin fades into a mocking pout as he crouches, moving so he's directly in front of you.

his hand lowers, taking a strand of your hair in between his fingers, all whilst iwaizumi watches closely from behind him.

oikawa's fingers dig into the tiny space between your neck and the collar they'd placed on you, shoving through the small space as you wince in response, trying to ignore the sting as you're tugged forward. he pulls until your face is right in front of his, lips inches apart.

"do you like your gift, baby?" oikawa coos, letting his eyes drift across your face as his thumb strokes the dangling metal from the front loop of the collar that read; iwa and kawa's kitty.

your brain turns numb, unable to find the words to answer as you stare dumbly back at him because... because how could he possibly think you'd like it?

"oi," iwaizumi barks, causing you to jump in the spot. "shittykawa asked you a question."

fear striking you, you nod best you can in oikawa's grip. "y-yes," you whisper, voice shaky and faint as you force the words out. of course you didn't, but you weren't about to say that. not to them. "i do."

oikawa smiles, bright and twinkling, his hand leaving your collar to instead brush back your hair and tuck it behind your ear, carressing your cheek. "whaddya say, then, pretty?"

you meet his eyes, desperate for him to not make you say it. but he continues to stare at you expectantly and a glance past his shoulder at iwaizumi has you met with a similar stare, if not harsher. demanding.

swallowing thickly, you lower your gaze. "thank you..."

"thank you...?"

shame floods you, your nails digging into the skin of your thighs as you try to pull away. "thank you.... masters."

oikawa beams and even iwaizumi lets a small smile grace his lips as you utter the words they'd been waiting for. you're completely and wholeheartedly at their mercy and it's been this way for longer than you can remember. they surrounded you completely, never letting you leave the house or see anyone else.

you've become solely dependant on them. involuntarily, they've become your whole world with no escape in sight.

you'd learned long ago it was better to just go along with their whims; it was always less painful that way. from bruises to a red and blistered bottom that left you unable to sit without aching in pain for weeks... there was no escape and no amount of struggle ever helped you. so even if it burned with shame and made you sick, you did what they wanted and said what they told you to.

you let them dress you up. you let them parade you around. you let them treat you like their doll. you let them fuck you whenever they wanted and use you in whatever way they saw fit.

it was just easier that way.

at least... at least that way, it didn't hurt all the time.

oikawa sends a glance back at iwaizumi and understanding his meaning, iwaizumi nods, turning and making his way over to the closet. your heart spikes when you see him move, eyes widening as you flicker your gaze from him to oikawa.

"what... what is he—"

"shh, shh," oikawa soothes, petting your hair like some sort of animal in a mock attempt to calm you. "don't worry your pretty little head about it, angel. here. i need you to do something for me, kay?"

you can hear iwaizumi shuffling around with things in the background, but knowing you won't know what he's getting until they want you to know, you reluctantly comply. turning back to oikawa, you nod slowly.

"put your hands behind your back," you move to do so. "that's our good girl. just like that. clasp your hands together—yes, just like that. look at you. listening like you're supposed to."

swallowing thickly, you shuffle on your knees, still kneeling on the carpetted floor of the bedroom.

a second later, a shadow falls behind you.

"you find them, iwa-chan?"

he grunts in recognition, and you can hear him kneel behind you. your body tenses in anticipation, flinching faintly when his hand finally falls on you, grabbing your arm with his large hand, rubbing the skin up and down in a slow, languid motion.

his hand then lowers, grabbing your left wrist, hands still clasped together, until you feel cold metal press against your skin. your eyes widen, shoulders tensing, but oikawa grabs you by the neck, holding you still by squeezing just faintly, enough to have your lips parting in a gasp as you hear a sharp click followed by the same cold metal falling against your right wrist and the same click.

iwaizumi lets go and you unclasp your hands, only to find them stuck together by the pair of handcuffs iwaizumi had just wrapped around your wrists.

"wha—"

you don't get to finish what you'd been about to say. you're cut off by a squeal leaving your lips as iwaizumi suddenly grabs you by the waist and halls you up and off your feet. oikawa lets go of your neck as he steps back, grinning at you with a wink before you're suddenly flipped and tossed.

you hit the bed with a couple bounces, arms locked behind you and unable to steady yourself as you blink.

iwaizumi is suddenly over you before you have enough time to process what's happened. he crawls onto the bed, your body dipping in response, grabbing you by the waist once again and this time flipping you over so you're on your knees again. he shifts, moving so he's underneath you, your upper half hovering over his lower half, his hands having shifted to your shoulders to hold you up.

then, he lets go and without the use of your hands, you fall against him, unsteadied, your face falling right on top of his erection which pokes into your cheek.

you're bewildered, overwhelmed, and scared.

"what is—"

a pair of familiar hands settle on your hips and you feel something sharp poke into your ass. you don't need to look to know it's oikawa; the movements of his hands running across your ass, feeling his fingers pushing the edge of your camisole up your back, leaving you bare since they never let you wear underwear anymore, unless you were on your period.

"poor baby," oikawa hums, "you're confused, aren't you?"

"i—"

"don't worry," he cuts you off, "we'll take good care of you. won't we, iwa-chan?"

iwaizumi's hand falls on your head, stopping you from raising your head like you'd been about to, and instead presses your cheek further into his erection, the zipper of his jeans biting into your skin. "of course," iwaizumi agrees, as if that's obvious.

you can't see either of them with the way your head is positioned and the fear of being restrained is making it hard to breathe. you move to say something again, but your words fall silent the second you feel something warm and wet press against your pussy.

it's oikawa. he's pressing a kiss against the lips of your pussy, soft, gentle kisses as his hands squeeze the fat of your ass and you're gasping in response, body jerking.

iwaizumi keeps a firm hand on your head still, refusing to let you try and raise it, so your ass is left sticking up, arms bending awkwardly in the handcuffs as oikawa's fingers swiftly move to part your lips, giving him full access.

a cry of surprise is pulled from your lips the seconds his lips wrap around your clit, sucking in sharply in a way that has your vision blurring, feeling yourself grow wet and your muscles tense as you're overwhelmed by the sensation oikawa is giving you.

he sucks loud and harshly, the sounds of your wetness squelching all you can hear aside from your moans. you're biting your lip to stop yourself from crying out, body held down by both of their hands as you feel your pleasure build.

"that's it, baby," iwaizumi grunts, nails digging into your head. "take it like the slut you are."

"ah—ah, oh god—!"

you can physically feel oikawa grinning, letting his tongue swipe a across your clit as your hips buck backwards, chasing the high. it's building, getting closer, your wrists turning red as you pull against the handcuffs, crying out.

"oh, god—can i.... can i cum?" you're slobbering out the ask, nearly losing your mind when oikawa chuckles at your words and the rumble adds a vibration to his sucking. "please! please can i cum! please—"

iwaizumi grabs a fistful of your hair and yanks, pulling your head up to meet his gaze as you stare back at him, lips parted and tears welling in your eyes.

"cum," he orders, voice gruff and you lose it then, spasming as you let yourself go, one more sharp suck from oikawa has you reaching your high. iwaizumi keeps a tight hold of your hair, holding you up and your body bending unnaturally as you twitch in the spot, tongue lolling out as your eyes roll to the back of your head.

"ah! oh! please—please, please, please, it feels—feels so good!"

oikawa keeps his mouth pressed against your pussy as you ride out your high, not pulling away until you slump completely in iwaizumi's grasp, mumbled 'thank you's' leaving your lips.

pulling away, oikawa wipes at his mouth, smiling as he stares at your red, puffy and wet pussy, before making eyes contact with iwaizumi.

leaning forward, oikawa grabs you by the chin, turning your face so you meet his gaze. you blink at him slowly, dazed.

"did that feel good, angel?"

you nod in his grasp; "yes... yes, thank you. thank you..."

oikawa chuckles and lets go, leaning back as iwaizumi keeps your head up by your hair. you turn back to face him, only to feel oikawa's arms slip under your arms, pulling you back and flush against his chest, moving to grasp your left breast in his hand, squeezing. you gasp at the movement and action, blinking as some of your senses come back, eyes zoning in on the way iwaizumi's hands move to the button of his jeans.

he unbuckles, pulling down the zipper, and shoves his pants down his thighs, before pulling his cock free from his underwear. it stands straight up as it does, and you swallow thickly at the sheer size. it doesn't matter how many times you see it, his dick still has you shaking in fear every time.

"give her 'ere."

oikawa lowers you, shifting as iwaizumi grabs you by the shoulder with his one hand, and the other grabs his dick, angling it towards you.

"open," iwaizumi orders, narrowing his eyes at you.

swallowing thickly, you part your lips, before his cock is all but shoved into your mouth. oikawa's hands leave you as iwaizumi grabs a handful of your hair once again, his hips rising as he shoves himself fully inside your mouth. you gag at the sudden intrusion, eyes widening as you choke on his leg, muscles spasming.

"relax," iwaizumi orders, tugging at your hair. "relax. there ya go. take it. take it like i trained you to."

you force yourself to relax, adjusting so you can better take him in your mouth. the position leaves you vulnerable, especially with your hands restrained, unable to have any control or find purchase on when or how much of him you take. but iwaizumi gives you a moment, letting you adjust until he feels you relax and uses your hair to move you.

tears well at the corner of your eyes, the sounds of you gagging on his cock the only thing you can hear.

"that's it," iwaizumi groans, head tilting back. "fuck. there ya go. that's a good girl. that's a—ah, fuck!"

you almost forget oikawa's there. at least, until you feel him deliver a sharp slap to your ass that has you flinching forwards, iwaizumi's cock hitting the back of your throat as you cry out around his length.

he delivers one more sharp slap that has you letting out a gargled cry before his hand grabs you by the hip, and a second later you feel his length pressing against your pussy. realization of their plan dawns then and you start to panic, struggling in their grasps and your confines as you try to cry out in denial.

iwaizumi just tightens his grip, slamming your head down and holding you there, unable to breathe as you try to break away until you feel oikawa fully sheathe himself inside you. it jerks you forward and the cry that leaves your lips is garbled in spit and the sound of you choking as your eyes bulge, the sudden intrusion making your vision blur.

oikawa is ruthless, not giving you any time to adjust before he pulls back out and pounds right back into you. iwaizumi pulls you away, allowing you a second to breathe, before the two of them time their movements and you're being fucked by both your mouth and your pussy.

you have no way of steadying yourself or trying to ease the strain on your body. you're left in their hands as they use your body as they see fit, barely giving you time to breathe, oikawa's hips slamming into you from behind as he hits the spot that makes your brain turn numb every single time.

oikawa shifts, grabbing your wrists by the handcuffs and pulls, adding strain to your shoulders as he uses that for purchase into slamming into you harder.

"fuck, she feels so good! she's so fucking tight—!"

"her mouth feels, ah! good too!" iwaizumi grunts, "her throat keeps—fuck! clenching around me!"

every muscle in your body tenses, tears and spit dribbling down your face as both men chase their highs by using you.

"fuck, y/n!" oikawa grunts, voice needy as he uses his free hand to slap your ass again, the sting causing you to jerk as iwaizumi moans out in response to the way your throat clenches.

"you close?" iwaizumi asks.

"yeah," oikawa hisses, his nails digging welts into your ass. "yeah, i'm—ah, almost there!"

you can't focus on what they say next. your eyes roll to the back of your head and your head is numb, blank with thoughts, crying out as oikawa repeatedly pounds into you, your vision turning white with stars as your own high starts to build.

"i'm gonna... i'm gonna cum!"

"me too!"

your visions turn completely white, your senses overwhelming you as you reach your high once again, spasming around the both of them as they orgasm with you. you feel oikawa's seed seep into your pussy, warm, as iwaizumi's fills your mouth completely, the both of them stilling their movements around you as they chase off their high.

you slump completely, weighing a dead weight in their grasps as you blink, trying to refocus, everything around you a blur. you feel oikawa still in you, not pulling out as iwaizumi slowly lifts your mouth off of him, only for his free hand to snap around your jaw and snap it shut.

"swallow it," you hear, a distant voice as his fingers move to plug your nose, trapping you with no way to breathe. "swallow it, slut."

you listen, forcing yourself to swallow his cum and ignore the bitter taste as you feel your face grow hot, trying to shuffle away from his hands to breathe.

he lets go a second later, using his fingers to pry your mouth open, making sure you swallowed everything.

"good girl," iwaizumi croons, "swallowing it all."

a whine sounds from behind you. "not fair iwa-chan!"

"you got to have her pussy, idiot. don't whine."

there's a moment of silence, before you feel oikawa pull out. you hiss as he does, your pussy sensitive.

iwaizumi's hands leave your hair and then oikawa is pushing you to the side gently, tipping you so you fall flat on your back, arms pressing uncomfortably into your back. you have no fight left to argue though, simply letting him move you as he wants as you pant, chest rising and falling as your body screams at you in exhaustion.

then, oikawa's fingers are plunging into you and you let out a cry in response, the sensitivity turning painful before he swipes up and then his fingers are gone.

fingers are being shoved into your mouth before you realize it, blinking as that bitter taste, but slightly different, fills your mouth once more, this time oikawa's fingers press against your tongue.

"suck," oikawa orders, and your eyes open to see him hovering over you. "now."

wrapping your lips around his fingers, you listen, sucking off a mixture of your own cum and his off his fingers until oikawa's satisfied enough, grinning as he pulls away.

iwaizumi watches the whole thing, before scoffing; "loser."

oikawa just grins triumphantly over at him.

a moment of silence passes, neither of them moving, as your arms twitch underneath you, and the hope that they'll take off the handcuffs soon crosses your mind.

then, a second later, oikawa smirks over at iwaizumi.

"wanna go again and swap positions?"

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yandere-romanticaa · 10 months

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The walk back home from school usually did not take you very long especially if you had the luxury of blasting loud music through your headphones. It was ultimately something small but it made you happy, calm even if the day was rough on you. The tunes would blare in your ears as you'd walk home without a single care in the world.

That was something that truly worried Toru Oikawa.

You actively decided to put yourself in the line of fire by closing yourself off from the world like this. Anyone could jump you, anyone.

Oikawa himself could hurt you if he really wanted to as well. The only difference was that he didn't want to. There's a certain power in that choice and it made it crystal clear to him that whatever you were up to was just silly and stupid. In school you were not like him, well liked and popular. Perhaps a wallflower was a decent description. No one paid much attention to you either, which gave him a lot of advantages he didn't even know he'd want or ask for. Due to his reputation it was always odd to see the smiling and cheerful Oikawa striking a conversation with you. He made sure to never be rude and always wanted to include you in any activity he possibly could. There was a period of time when he was actively campaigning for you to become the volleyball team manager and some of his guys liked the idea too. Iwaizumi, the sharp little cookie that he is, naturally, found this to be suspicious from the very start - Oikawa is not the kind of guy who does anything without rhyme or reason. He said nothing for a week or two but simply decided to watch his friend and monitor his actions.

It became obvious to him that Oikawa was head over heels for you. The feelings were not reciprocated, unfortunately.

Oikawa knew this. It stung. Hard.

He felt a twinge of pity for his friend. As annoying and insufferable as he was Iwaizumi Hajime was fully aware of just how overly ambitious and intelligent Oikawa was. He wouldn't say it out loud even if you held him at gunpoint but he wanted to help the poor bastard out.

Iwaizumi was easier to approach simply because he just wasn't intense as Oikawa. He had charm and charisma in spades but that could be incredibly intimidating sometimes, especially to outsiders. He took his time with you and slowly but surely eased you into the groove of the team.

Oikawa did everything he could to hide his seething jealousy but he wasn't doing a particularly good job. Iwaizumi simply knew him too well to fall for any of his tricks.

The same couldn't be said for you.

The setter is a quick learner and he adapted to you in lightning fast speed. He had his overwhelming moments too but they were all chalked up to Oikawa just being, well, Oikawa. He's just that kind of guy, there really wasn't anything that could change him.

You started to come to their practices and if you were feeling generous, you'd bring some refreshments and snacks along too.

God, did the team start loving you because of that.

Oikawa stood near the treeline, the shadows carefully concealing him as he quietly sucked on the red lolipop you gave him earlier. He toyed with the plastic wrapper which was still kept in his pocket as he watched you go along your merry way, completely oblivious to him tailing you. He was grateful to his best friend for helping him out. Oikawa was embarrassed at himself for just how much be liked you, just how much power you had over him. A few months ago whenever he would approach you he was always met with either a polite greeting or he was just flat out ignored because he said something that set you off or his fans got in the way.

Things were improving with you. Bit by bit, piece by piece. In Oikawa's dictionary the words "giving up" simply do not exist.

He has you in his grasp, you are so close to him that he could almost taste it, feel it. His body buzzed with adrenaline, like a magnet searching for his other half. You were there, you were right there, unassuming and vulnerable, all his for the taking.

However, charm and charisma weren't the only things he had in spades. Patience was one of his virtues as well.

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mango-bango-bby · 1 year

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AHHHH I LOVE THE PRINCE OIKAWA i I know you’re busy with the follower event but i really want some more prince oikawa maybe headcanons 💖💘💞💕🥺🥺💝💗🥹💓💝

♡ The Prince and the Maid ♡

(A/N: I loved writing the first one so I’m so glad to be writing headcanons 💗 I hope you like this, I feel like some of the points, I already went through in the first one so I apologize for that 😭😭)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, fantasy au, prince!Oikawa, maid!reader, possessiveness, kidnapping, isolation

Summary: Prince Tooru loves you, his maid (Yan!Oikawa x GN!reader)

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♡ Oikawa was pining after you for a long, long time. He tried to catch your attention in every romantic way possible. He had you ‘promoted’, meaning you had your own room and didn’t sleep in the maid’s quarters. You often got food that was made specifically for you, it was made to cater to your favorites. You even found gifts on your bed, such as roses and even jewelry left on your bed, although you often brought them to the high up maids, believing that they were left for you by mistake.

♡ You two met as children, you were being trained to work in the castle by your parent who also worked there when you met Oikawa. He was persistent in becoming your friend, seemingly finding you wherever you were in the castle. And that trend continued into your adulthood, Oikawa would always somehow convince you to sneak off with him so he could hang out with you. He had been in love with you for years yet you never seemed to notice.

♡ Oikawa didn't want to force you into a relationship with him, he could force you to marry him at any moment as he was going to be king. But he wanted you to love him back, to be happy. In the meantime while trying to woo you, he definitely still tried to sort of trick you into loving him. He makes sure to keep the other guards and maids away from you, Oikawa being one of the only few people you see.

♡ You never thought a relationship with him would never work, he was going to be king after all. You expected him to marry royalty from a neighboring kingdom. And everyone else but you could see that you were going to end up being the one he chose. He wanted to love you and he was, when you finally realized and he told you straightforward.

♡ Despite how protective Oikawa is of you, he does let you leave the castle grounds sometimes, but only by his side. A small walk in the woods or even some time in the kingdoms town isn’t unheard of. But you always Oikawa and a couple guards right next to you at all times.

♡ Oikawa would never want to punish you or hurt you ever. There are very rare instances where he would want to lock you up. You had gotten romantically involved with a guard at one point, or at least Oikawa thought that he was flirting with you. He didn’t hesitate to lock you up in a tower in the castle where you couldn’t see the guard you were talking to.

♡ While locked up, you told Oikawa that you were scared and you wanted everything to go back to normal. He would just hold you, petting your head and shushing you softly. He told you he just wanted to keep you safe and that he can’t have you getting into danger with anyone. You definitely understand that he loves you now, but you still need to get used to his love until you can finally marry him and love him back.

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kiwanopie · 2 years

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Charmer!Oikawa x Captive!reader

here’s my contribution to Kinktober (and also kind of a repost from an old blog) with a Villain Au ft the love of my life.

cw: coercion through hipnosis. dub/non-con elements. oral (f!receiving). Mafia elements. a little one sided infatuation from iwaizumi. minors do not interact.

He should’ve left when he found his office door closed, should’ve left when he saw all the lights were flickered off.

Turned on his heel when he caught view of that warm light peaking through the back room of his office, casting shadows - and bad omens. Maybe he should’ve stopped when he heard his voice. Whispering something sugary and cavity inducing. Should’ve figured the papers in his hand could’ve waited till tomorrow. - With the day he’s had it probably could’ve. After breaking his back being an errand boy for his best friend, forcing things that shouldn’t need forcing, and relocating this new addition to the Seijoh home. - His hands are coppery, bruised, and calloused. And if a ransacked office job should mean anything, three dead and one missing; he wouldn’t be too out of line to say that his services have been exhausted for the day.

Hajime’s shoes clack against polished hardwood as he pokes his head into his office, refracting that balmy sliver of light traversing ivory into carpet, and carpet into oak. - And knocks twice. No response. He moves deeper into his office as that sliver of light becomes all the more familiar.

“Boss, you-“

“-Taste so fucking good.” Tooru groans from the far side of his lounge. “You’re being so good for me, baby.”

“Please, I..” There’s a whimpering. A squelching. “Please stop, I… God I’m-…m’ gonna cum…”

There’s a distinct wet noise coming from the lounge as Hajime creeps forward, like slurping. Muffled hums and airy little whimpers that make his face hot. He knows what he’s doing. Knows he shouldn’t be doing it, at least this early into stealing you. But still, that doesn’t keep his jaw from clenching at what he finds as he reaches the doorway.

Anything he could see is obscured by Tooru’s head, but your legs are wide and just above his shoulders - and it’s his hands keeping them that way. Above him frayed bra straps fall down bitten shoulders, cups messily hung over your chest from rough fondling and even rougher shades of purple. Of a necklace of claim that keeps up your neck and stops right below your jaw - below swollen lips, glossy and bitten; and tears that drop off the side of your cheeks like glitters. He’s not stupid. He knows why the boss has such an obsession with you, he knows how pretty you are, how hard to resist. But the way you look now, eyes glossed over in a mix of ecstasy and confusion, panic and maybe even refusal. - He feels envious. Feels like he’d pay money to be where his boss is kneeling right now.

You finally find the strength to reach out to Tooru when Hajime catches your eye, fingers dazedly carding through his hair in an effort to stop him but he only moans in response.

“You have’ta stop…!” And it’s cut off by a moan that makes Haji’s fingers nearly break through the paper he’s holding. “Someone’s…mh- here…”

Tooru gets a few more licks in before he’s turning around, and Hajime gets a peek when he does.

You look appetizing.

“Hm? Oh.” He looks dazed, nearly as out of it as you do. “Leave it on the couch over there. I’ll get to it later.”

He’s already turning to dig in again when Hajime speaks up. “Are you sure… you should be doing that,” He nearly sputters. “So soon, I mean.”

Tooru looks at him blankly for a long second before fixing his expression with a smile.

It’s never a good thing to see him react like that.

Hajime redistributes the weight in his feet as Tooru goes back in again. Wet sounds of gluttonous slurping and smacking gives way to the hand reaching to spread you open, leaving room for him to lave you up and slide a finger - and then another inside. The sound you make in response nearly has him cumming in his pants and he’s sure Tooru, from so up close, isn’t faring any better.

Tooru pulls away again, this time not looking in his friend's direction. “What’s our good friend’s name, baby?”

“I don’t… please… don’t make me-“

“Come on, princess. What is it?”

His voice is warm and sweet, nearly enough to make the man standing at the far side of the room feel overstimulated. You croon at the sound of his voice, struggle a little and then crack! And when you do, moaning so prettily for the two of them; Hajime can barely stop himself from letting his eyes roll into his head.

It’s a broken gasp, sinfully. “Hajime..”

“Good girl.” Tooru’s voice is muffled when he asks again. “Say it again?”

“Ha-…Hajime!” You’re cumming. “Hajime!” You’re cumming.

Tooru groans as he eases you down with his mouth and fingers. Slowly pumping in and out as he lazily flattens his tongue up and down your clit until you’re twitching from overstimulation.

He breathes it out like it’s gospel. “God you’re so fucking hot.” Tooru nuzzles himself into your thigh. “I think I’m in love.”

Hajime didn’t even notice he’d started palming himself by the time Tooru finally stands to his feet. Dipping down to pull you in a deep kiss as he directs your hand to the erection straining against his thigh. You’re looking up at him like he’s god. Like you’re not even there. And a few more tears fall as the sound of his zipper cuts through the room.

Tooru looks back at Hajime and smirks, a friendly little thing that’s too innocent for what he’s about to say.

“There,” He pulls himself out of his pants. “It’s like we broke her in together.”

Hajime should feel disgusting about something like that, but he can’t. Not when his best friend is splitting you over his cock for the first time.

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vemuabhi · 7 months

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Just a Neighbour

Annyong Haseyo!! I have participated in another collab #livedeliciously🐐collab hosted by @medusashima , I hope you like this fic.

Pairing : Oikawa x Reader

Word count : 2K

Warnings : Yandere AU ; House break

Summary : The Cute Athlete Next door seems to be hiding something and how can your cat be so in love with him?

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Just a nice neighbour, your thoughts about him changed so quickly when you saw him in the next room beside your bedroom. You thought your cat, ‘glitter’ was the one responsible for tearing the posters of the Boy Idol Group in your house. But now you were sure, It wasn’t Glitter, It was the athlete next door, who was now in your living room making himself comfortable.

What did you do to make things to escalate this way.

Just 5 months ago, he moved into the next door. You nearly got a crush on the brunet when you laid your eyes on him. But it disappeared quickly because you weren’t serious. You bumped into your cute neighbour every now and then but never really paid any attention to him. But you should have had.

One night as a series was playing on TV while you tried to put up the posters of your favourite boy band, your cat, Glitter started to tap on your main door. You noticed her. She did that when someone was outside your door. But no one rang the bell to your house. You opened the apartment door and noticed the setter opposite to you, Infront of his apartment door. He was fiddling with his sports bag and turned to look at you.

“Are you searching for something?”, he smiled weakly at your question.

“I…”, he looked at his bag and dropped his hands to his sides, “think I lost my keys”, a sigh left his lips.

“Tried to call the owner?”

“He didn’t pick up my call”, he shrugged.

It was already 10:40 PM and the weather was pretty cold. He looked sad even though he smiled. It was clear that he needed help and wanted to ask for help but was hesitating. Being a people pleaser didn’t stop you right now.

“Come inside, I’ll call the owner and get you the spare key”, you said as his face lit up. You moved to the side to let him inside your house. The moment he passed you was when you actually realized how tall he was. The moment was just a brief second, but the man looked exceptionally handsome. His brown orbs met yours then you averted your gaze. ‘Hope that didn’t seem creepy’, you thought as you closed the door.

“Thankyou”, he smiled looking at you as he sat on the couch.

“No problem”, you took your phone from your pocket and dialled the contact of the owner’s son. Soon a sleepy voice was heard on the other end of the phone.

“Kenny, I need a help”, you said making the gamer click his tongue in annoyance.

“What now? Do you not know that I have a live session tomorrow morning?”

“I do remember that but”, you looked at the brown head in your room fiddling his hands nervously, “I have a situation here”, from the corner of your eyes you saw him getting something from the floor. Then when your gaze landed on him again properly, he was just looking around the room. No sign of moment. ‘Huh? I thought that he mov-‘, your thoughts were interrupted by Kenma on call.

“So What?”

“Help me please~~”, you could hear him cursing but your lips turned up into a smile, because you knew he was going to help you.

“Hmm?”

“So, the tenant of 403 needs their duplicate keys”, Oikawa gave you an awkward smile as you glanced at him, “He… lost them”.

“Ah That guy. Where is he right now?”, you covered your mouth slightly and whispered, “He is in my apartment now”.

“WHAT!? IM COMING NOW”, he ended the call.

“You’ll get your keys soon”, you said as he said thanks. Your cat glitter walked up to the athlete and purred making your eyes widen.

“She normally doesn’t do that with strangers”, you said as he stopped for a second before picking her up. ‘What was… that?’, you thought but quickly brushed it off as he kissed glitter.

‘Damn that was… freaking cute’, you thought as glitter purred when Oikawa started to pet her.

“Where have you been to?” you asked the setter as his eyes widened, as if he was surprised.

“How did you know I was out of town?”

“Ah! Your bag seemed like it was too heavy to just carry it for the normal daily practice. So, I guessed it”, you scratched the back of your neck trying your hardest to not be awkward.

“Oh, is that so. I thought that you noti-”, he stopped and averted his gaze from you and continued, “Never mind, I was trying to say that I went to the other town for a tournament”.

“Wow! That seems amazing”, you said as you heard a knock on the door. You opened the door only to find the gamer in your hallway, struggling to catch air. ‘Did he run here?’

He walked towards Oikawa and handed him the keys. Oikawa thanked you and the gamer as he left the apartment. You closed the door behind him.

“Ken chan~ Thankyou~”, you hugged Kenma.

“Don’t get close to him”, you were taken aback with the way he said it. You were sure he would curse you for making him come this late but never did you expect these words.

“Why do you think I wanna get close to him?”

“Just my responsibility to make sure you know”, he said as he ruffled your hair and peered into your eyes without breaking the hug, “I always get a bad feeling from him”.

“Don’t worry too much Kenny”, you said as you broke the hug and smiled at him. “Should I get you a pillow and blanket?”

“You take the couch”.

“Wha-?”

XOXOXOXOXOXO

A few days later as you were got into your apartment, you noticed Glitter was missing. ‘Where is she?’, your heart started to race as you failed to find her in all of her favourite spots and as well as the complete house. You got down to the entrance of the complex and heard the sound of a cat. Your instincts acted and you turned towards the sound. There she was, Glitter in the hands of your Neighbour as he was talking to a lady. ‘What the hell?’, your thoughts ran wild, ‘When did she get so attached to a stranger? Its not at all like her’.

“Glitter!”, you exclaimed and then she jumped down from Oikawa’s arms to come towards you.

“When did you get out?”, your voice was full of worry as you picked her up and held her close.

“She was walking outside the park”, your vision shifted to the man who was now beside you. “Got her back when I noticed”.

“Thank..you”, never she left the apartment. Never once. She was always an indoor cat and hated to go outside. But now she was in your arms and it was all that mattered to you.

You smiled at her “Lately she is being kinda naughty”, you said as you shook her in your arms, “Even tore some of my posters the other day, had to get new ones”, your gaze shifted again towards him and he was looking at you with… a smile. You told yourself not to judge anyone but that smile of his… That sent a chill down your spine like none.

“Well… We will be going now”, you gave him a small nod and swiftly walked into the apartment complex. Without even turning back you stepped into your house and shut the door behind you. ‘Its wrong to judge others without knowing anything’, you thought but the racing heart of yours couldn’t not calm down.

“Don’t wander away next time”, you hugged Glitter and crouched down with your back leaning on your front door.

XOXOXOXOXO

It was 3:30 AM, and no matter how hard you tried, you just couldn’t fall asleep. You had work tomorrow morning and you couldn’t lose anymore sleep now. But then, you heard little claws scratching. ‘Was she scratching on the door?’

Just when you were about to ignore Glitter, a sound made your blood ran cold. The door opened. Your body felt heavy, couldn’t even move a muscle. The foot steps in were slow but it was clear that they were coming towards you.

A small creak was heard indicating the bedroom door of yours was being opened wide. You always left it open to let glitter in and out of the room anytime she wanted. You closed your eyes and tried your best to make your breathing even. It was pitch black. You couldn’t see anything but could the footsteps as they got closer. They came to a halt as they were right infront of you.

Your body was already unable to move because of the fear. You stayed very calm as you could feel cold fingers on your cheek. You stayed calm. Then the cold touch was gone and the foot steps were heard again, stepping away from you. After a couple of seconds, you opened your eyes little and saw the reflection of a tall man with… brown hair in the mirror diagonal to you. Just when he was about to turn, you instantly closed your eyes to not raise any suspicion to him.

‘Oikawa! That neighbour is the one who broke in now’, screamed in your head. You heard him leaving your bedroom. Your lips quivered while you tried to not cry. It wasn’t the time for tears. You could hear the sound of paper ripping. Then you opened your eyes.

‘It was him! It was him who tore my posters!’, you again closed your eyes placing your hand on your chest trying to calm your heart. It didn’t work when you heard Glitter’s meows and purrs. ‘So how many days did he broke into my house to even make my cat like him’, your memories flashed and then you remembered something which you should’ve given a thought way before. A few days earlier, glitter was playing with a small key. You thought nothing of it but you should’ve noticed it. That was before Oikawa lost his keys after he came back from the tournament. What could you do now? All of those thoughts are useless now. You could only hope for him to leave your house and leave you and Glitter without any harm.

As if it was miracle, you heard the sound of the main door closing. You waited for a moment to check if there was no noise heard. Then you swiftly got up and rushed towards the living room for Glitter. But little did you know, it was no Miracle.

Just when you entered the living room, the lights of the room turned on, making you to look at the person near the switchboard. Your face went pale when he smiled at you with Glitter in his arms, slowly petting her.

“So you were awake like I thought”, your felt shivers on your complete body when he walked towards you slowly. “How many times should I tear those posters sweetheart?”, he enquired as you looked at the pile of torn posters.

“Why? Why are you here?”, you asked in return as his smile dropped.

“I asked you the question first but since it's our first time, I’ll let it go”, he was now in front of you.

“You usually shiver whenever I touch your cheeks while you sleep”, a tide of fear took over your body again. He let Glitter go from his arms. It was foolish of you to even think of escaping now. He placed his index finger under your chin while his other arm slid behind your waist. Pulled you closer as he looked into your eyes. His smile reappeared on his face when he noticed your eyes got glossy.

He tilted your face and placed a kiss on your lips. He wiped the tears from the corner of your eye and said, “I knew you weren’t sleeping darling, you’re a bad actor”.

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uravitypng · 2 years

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𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐌𝐄

kinktober day 3: dubcon/noncon

pairing: toru oikawa x chubby reader

word count: 2.9k

a/n: this was originally suppose to be day 6 but i moved it up. it was also suppose to be more dubcon but theres noncon as well, plus a lot of yandere. college/uni au. this literally took all day to write. this is not proof read properly ₊˚✩‧₊˚♡‧₊˚

warnings: noncon turned dubcon, yandere oikawa, deluded oikawa, naive(trusting) reader, bestfriend oikawa!, coercion, extreme manipulation, pet names (good girl, princess, baby), unprotected sex, fingering, chubby reader (kinda? like all of my fics), smut, 18+, mdni / always check the warnings on my writing !

Oikawa was seeing red. Why were you standing so close to mad dog? Why were you laughing? Mad Dog isn't funny he isn't enough for you, he was. You're his. Are you doing this to upset him and make him angry, because it's working. Oikawa didn't think it could get worse, he was watching you on the other side of the gym, he was wrong, it got a million times worse when one of his fangirls ran up to him, blocking his view of you.

She started talking about something or other about his recent game, and he put on his regular charming face and pretended to listen, thanking her for her nice words. "I've actually got something for you," the girl says while moving and pulling something out of bag. That's when he saw it. Again. You. You had that beautiful smile on your face and was leaning into Mad Dog. He snapped.

"Excuse me," he says while walking past, basically shoving the poor girl. He couldn't care less about her or what she wanted to give him. He doesn't even notice her dejected face, all that matters is you.

Oikawa put on his award wining smile as he joined into your conversation. "Don't you have something to be doing Mad Dog?" He says through gritted teeth.

"Me and Kyotani were just talking about the recent match," you replied. You. Were you really sticking up for that idiot and why are you even calling him that? The only person who you should be talking to is him, congratulating him and telling him about how good he was. No one else matters, he was the best, he always is- apart from you, no one holds a candle to you.

His smile slightly falters for a brief second and you notice. "Are you okay Toru?" You could tell something was up, he always tries to smile even when he doesn't mean it, so seeing his smile flash to something you couldn't quite pinpoint you knew something was wrong. You've known Toru for so long and you're proud to admit that you know him the best out of everyone, even more than Hajime. After you've known someone so long, you learn everything about them, and you hope he knows everything about you. You hope he can hear your sincerity in what you say.

Oikawa genuinely smiles and his heart warms at your concern for him, you're just so perfect. The warmth quickly vanishing as soon as it appears when he see's Mad Dog right there, still next to you. "Of course I am okay Chibi-chan. Can i talk to you for a second?" You furrow your eyebrows trying to see if he's lying but in the end you agree and follow behind him.

Toru has called you Chibi-chan since you were kids, it use to annoy you but you've grown fond of the nickname knowing he means it as a term of term of endearment. No matter how much you grew he was always growing more. You never liked the nickname when you were children, some times he would compare you to mochi and you didn't like that more, always reminding you that you were slightly bigger than the other kids.

One day you asked him why he called you it and that it made you sad, he looked absolutely horrified. You don't think you've ever seen him so upset but before you could think about it much he just rushed out - "it's because you're so cute and tiny just like a chibi character. Real pretty," you've never seen him so uncomposed and you couldn't help but giggle, making your face hurt with how wide you were smiling. After that you decided to like that nickname, your best friend thinks you're cute and pretty and he likes the way you look of course you would like him calling you that. After that Oikawa decided he loved you.

You're still following behind but he's walking so quickly, his legs are just too bloody long. "Toru slow down! I can't keep up." you say while pouting. You looked around and couldn't even tell where he was taking you, you were walking in the direction of a part of campus you've never been before, without Toru being here you would be completely lost.

Oikawa turns around, smiles at you and grabs your hand. "Sorry Mochi-chan. I just wanted to go somewhere private, away from everyone." Oikawa rubs his thumb on your hand but realises what he's doing as he sees your posture change and your body relax into his touch, smirking, "come on, there's this really special spot just on the outside of campus, it's basically a little forest, you'll really like it." He says while he keeps hold of your hand and starts walking again.

It feels like you've been walking for ever, and it's mainly in silence, with anyone else it would be uncomfortable but with Toru it never is.

You're sure it would just be easier to go back to one of your places but you don't question, Toru probably has a reason.

Maybe once you get him alone you'll be able to tell him about Kyotani, you really like him, like a lot. You know Toru is really popular so you hope he'll be able to help you work up the courage and flirt with him, maybe then you'll be able to spend more time with Kyotani.

Toru was right you really did like the forest, it was really pretty and Toru picked an amazing place, you're not really surprised though, he always knows what you would like.

You both were glad when you arrived, you pulled your hand away from his, he got annoyed but you turned that around when he saw you smile at the scenery. You looked really happy to be here, Oikawa hopes you're happy to be here with him.

Oikawa finds a nice place for you both to sit down but you're slightly wary about getting dirty, this is a new skirt you're wearing. Oikawa looks up at you and laughs at you knowing why you're not sitting down. He grabs your hand and pulls you down, laughing more. "Toru! this is a new skirt!" You whine.

"Yes, you look very pretty chibi-chan and it looks very nice," he says while laughing more. Your whining turns into a laugh. Oikawa looks down as he tries to formulate his words, he honestly doesn't even know what he's doing here, he has no plan and normally he knows exactly what to say but right now he just can't.

You're so focused looking around at the trees that you don't see Toru's troubled face, if you did you he knows you would have asked if he was okay again.

Oikawa takes your hand, startling you and clasps it, holding onto you like he's afraid you'll leave him. He knows you won't, you never would leave him. He still struggling what to say but he looks at you and it all disappears, you squeeze his hands with a worried look and he knows he can tell you anything and you will understand.

"I'm in love with you. I always have been and I always be will. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier but I was nervous, I thought you would know. we're meant to be together baby, just you and me." Oikawa spoke with so much conviction it took you back.

Toru. Toru Oikawa. He's telling you he's in love with you. Your best friend. This is a lot to a handle. You're speechless and you don't know what to say, you're sitting there looking at him and you can't even think.

Oikawa's trying to be patient, he understands it's a lot, his patience is slowing running thin though. He knows how much you struggle getting your words out but this shouldn't be so hard, just tell him you feel the same.

"Toru... i love you, but i dont... I'm really sorry Toru I love you and I always will love you but not that way." You say softly, not meeting his eyes.

Oikawa starts panicking, you're wrong. You love him, why don't you understand that. He's absolutely freaking out, but then you keep on talking and it only gets worse. "I actually was going to ask you about Kyotani, I like him, I know it's not the same as you feel and I'm just overwhelmed."

That's it. Oikawa see's red, he completely snaps. "You don't mean that Chibi-chan, you love me. I know I surprised you and I am very sorry but you love me." Oikawa says darkly, grabbing hold onto your chin looking you in the eyes.

You start panicking, Toru's scaring you, a lot, he's not breaking eye contact and even though he sounds angry, you look into his eyes it all seems too sweet as well. His eyes are mean but show fondness, like he truly thinks he's telling you the truth. He's gripping on your chin entirely too strong and you're starting to feel sick. You're really scared and you don't understand. Toru would never hurt you.

"Toru you're scaring me, I'm scared, please let me go." You start sobbing, trying to move away from him but he's too strong.

"Oh, oh baby. shh, shh. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you, I've got you." He pulls you into your chest stroking your back but it does little to help. Toru always knows how to help but this time it's not working.

"Toru, please. this isn't right." That is not what Oikawa wanted to hear. He grabs hold of your hair and yanks you up to look at him, he's not trying to hurt you, but it's still stings.

"Stop." Oikawa yells. You haven't seen him yell like this in a long time. He's been mad before, mainly about volleyball but it's never been directed at you. Oikawa presses his forehead against yours and whispers, "you're just confused Chibi-chan, I'll show you. I'll show you how much you love me."

He's right, you are confused, what does he mean that he's going to show you.

Oikawa pushes you back against the tree carefully so not to hurt you, caging his arms around you. You're momentarily stunned, then realising what he's planning on doing you start squirming and kicking trying to get away.

Oikawa doesn't appreciate that and holds you down, he knows you can't do much damage he's much stronger than you and you don't even really want to get away so he doesn't worry about. You're his good girl. If you were being more cooperative you'd have your first time together on his bed, if you were more cooperative he'd take your clothes off slowly. he rips your clothes off you, there's no need to worry though because he'll buy you new clothes. He's staring at you, taking in every inch of your body, just as beautiful as he imagined, and all his. You're like a greek goddess, you look so soft and you look stunning out of breath, he can't wait to see you out of breath out of pleasure.

Oikawa kisses you, you're still kicking and not kissing him back. Oikawa bites onto your lip hard and you yelp in pain, he takes this opportunity and shoves his tongue in your mouth with vigour. You're still not reciprocating, trying to push against him but he's in heaven, you're so perfect. He only stops when he needs air.

Shoving your underwear down your legs he puts his hands between your thighs, as he lightly touches your body, pressing his face against your neck. You're getting goosebumps from his heavy breathing and you start pushing and pleading even louder, shouting for him to stop and scratching him, you didn't realise this only spurred him on.

Oikawa chuckles as he finally touches your pussy. "Fuck baby, you're so wet, let me do this okay. Stop fighting okay princess, I know you want this." You never stop kicking and you never stop screaming.

Oikawa doesn't stop touches you, no matter how much you try to make him. He sticks two fingers in you without any warning making you scream.

Oikawa knows exactly what to do. Why wouldn't he, he knows your body better than anyone. His chibi-chan is so special and no one has ever made you feel better than him, and no one else ever will. You'll be together forever. He keeps plunging his fingers into you at a steady pace, constantly hitting your g-spot. "Shit princess, you're so warm. Your pretty pussy is clenching so tight." Oikawa knows you feel good, he knows you're only pretending to try and get away but he feels you clenching around him and knows you're close. He's smiling, he knows you'll come around, you're meant for him. "Come on baby, just for me, let go. Show me how good I make you."

You hate it. You hate him. Why is Toru doing this? Why is your body doing this? As soon as he says 'let go' you cum. You can't stop sobbing, why is this happening?

Oikawa kisses your neck and smiles, "good girl, good girl. You've done so good for me." He kisses your forehead and strokes your cheek, you just want him to stop. Your limbs are getting heavy, it feels like you've been hitting him forever, why isn't it working? Why is no one hearing you screaming? You're out in the middle of nowhere, no ones around. It's basically remote with no one wanting to walk this far to get to some small forest, but surely there must be someone, anybody. You're throat is getting hoarse and you're losing your fight. You want him to kiss you again.

Oikawa takes this as a good sign, you're finally giving into your feelings. "Good girl. I promise I'll keep making you feel good." You feel something at your entrance as Oikawa slowly makes his way into you. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he says under his breath. "You feel amazing Chibi-chan, so good, so perfect. I love you. I love you." Oikawa says against your lips, thrusting into you slowly and holding onto your waist. He keeps his pace, slow but hard, it's making you dizzy.

He's in heaven. Oikawa starts rubbing small circles on your clit and grabs one of your breasts with his other hand, putting his mouth around your nipple and bites hard, making you moan loudly. "Chibi-chan, you make such beautiful noises. I never knew you were so dirty." He says, mumbling against your breast. you can practically hear his smile.

He sped up his thrusts and the sudden shock makes you moan again. You pushed your hand against your mouth, trying to stop any noises coming out. "None of that, let me hear your pretty noises." Oikawa pushes your hand away and as soon as he does you groan. You bite your lip to stop yourself but it doesn't help, soon the noises come out anyway and you can't stop it. Oikawa is overjoyed.

You don't want this, you don't. He's making you feel so good though.

You wish you had more fight in you, you don't. Oikawa has you, now he just has to make sure you stay.

"I love you baby, so much. No else will ever love you like I do. No one will ever protect you like I do. I've been with you forever, I've never left your side Chibi-chan and I never will. You're perfect and kind and you're the most gorgeous girl I've ever laid my own upon, you're the only one i want. You want me too right?" Oikawa says to you, looking you in the eyes.

Toru kept talking. He has always been there for you, he's always by your side. He always protected you from bullies when you were younger, he always knows how to make you feel better. He's making you feel so good, better than anyone ever has. He can have any girl that he wants and he wants you, Toru chose you. "Yes, yes please Toru. I love you."

Oikawa didn't expect you to have a love confession realisation yet but you've realised you're his. He's yours. Oikawa starts crying he's so happy, you are his good girl after all.

"Shit, you're so good for me. So perfect." He says as tears are running down your face, your eyes are all blurry and you so desperately want to cum again.

You keep chanting his name over and over again. "Toru, Toru, wanna cum, please make me cum," you whine grabbing onto his shirt.

"Of course sweet thing, I've got you Chibi-chan," he whispers as he pushes one more time against your g-spot and that does it for you your back arches as you see white, everything feels so good. You hear Toru groan your name as he releases in you.

He stays in you, as he lays on you as you both are catching your breath. Toru's playing with your hair and kisses your head. "I love you baby. I'm sorry if I was too rough." He said he's sorry, he didn't mean to make you cry. You both know that you'll always forgive him.

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springsmile · 2 years

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attention <3

[t. oikawa x reader]

18+

descr: his pretty little housewife hasn’t been paying attention :(

cw: disassociation , noncon, smut, overstim (?)

the burn on your arm is slight— it stings, it's a furious dark pink, but you're not worried about it like you're worried about when your next menstruation will begin; if it will begin.

you've become exceedingly absentminded. vision goes fuzzy inadvertently, while handling the oven (hence the burn) or during toru's lovemaking. you don't remember who you are, where you are, or who you're with, much to your chagrin, and he's yet to catch on.

your disassociation is masked by compliance and obedience. you appear to be giving in, appear to enjoy your new housewife role, and content in imprisonment. the disassociation is highly advantageous in the bedroom, when toru's hands grip your hips too tightly, leaving black and blue in their midst. when he's rasping into your ear, insisting you're his possession, you're his sweet slut. and with words sharp and crass, his hands do the opposite: intrude the soft and velvety warm of your cunt, the heat sopping, pulsating with each knuckle-deep thrust of his digits, masterfully curling to kiss that spot, the one that makes you throw your head back and scream in ecstasy.

he touches you sweetly, and insults you to filth with his tongue. it's around then the fog clears, and it's around then you know exactly who's cock is lining up with your entrance.

"say my name." he's whispering, hips snapping forward with vigor. you're still embracing the veil over your sight, shrouding your senses and the better of yourself.

“hmm... what?" you murmur in reply, and his thrusting yields, a callous hand gripping your face with little gingerness. the murk of his eyes become less opaque, and your stomach begins to knot.

“what’s the point of fucking you if you’re not even gonna pay attention?” he tuts, where you’d expect frustration, toru was vexed. he sighs, thick and heavy, before his hands come to the intersection of your legs and push forward, pressing your thighs against your chest. “that’s okay, we’ll redirect your focus.”

now he’s impossibly deep, forehead pressed to yours, eyes searching yours. your mouth drops open, and everything becomes narrowed, you’re honed in on everything.

whimpers and whines drool from your mouth, soon occupied, and it’s too much. too fucking much.

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pvvryq · 2 years

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Hello , so how about you write for your fav yanderes with a "go with the flow " reader , like no matter what the yandere does reader is just fine with it cus they have attachment issues and don't want to let go of the yandere even if they get hurt

(I came right away after seeing the announcement)

Ty for the Request, i decided to do my Favourite Characters that i write yandere for :} VV

Ft. Alec Volturi (Twilight) Alice Cullen (Twilight) Leon Kennedy (Resident evil 2) Kai Chiaki (Bnha) Toru Oikawa (Haikyuu) Patrick Hockstetter (IT) Wilbur Soot (Dream smp, Character Not irl)

Also obviously, characters like : Leon, Oikawa and Patrick can’t be full on yandere and like kidnap your cuz of various circumstances so i’m just making them as yanderes with a saviour complex who Gains darlings trust By saving them from a situation or something, and Patrick’s wasn’t as yandere but just slightly creepy cause its Patrick.

WARNINGS : Not proofread because it is 4 am and I’ve literally JUST Got done with Patrick and Wilbur, Character death/gore (Alec,LeonWilbur) Kidnapping (Alec, Hinted at Alice,Kai) Stockholm syndrome ,Manipulation, mentions of suicide (Kai) and Death of a child (Patrick)

✧.* YANDERE’S WITH A WILLING DARLING

✧.* ALEC VOLTURI

— AT First, he was Most likely very sceptical of you seemingly ‘getting used’ to the Castle life and being content with the fact that he had parted you from your family ; you were part of the Denali coven and when The Volturi was issued to Kill Sasha, Your adopted Mother and the woman who had created you, Alec noticed you And Immediately Felt Something he couldn’t describe. Initially, He left the feeling on its own but grew more paranoid that he shouldn’t leave the feeling alone by the day and finally after a few weeks from first seeing you began to query Both Marcus and Caius about you; leaning towards Caius for general knowledge like how You and Alec were Turned at the same age and that You had An ability Similar to Demetris But slightly enhanced. He then asked Marcus about the Strange feeling and Marcus sensed that there was a form of bond between the two of you. Due to your ability ,Being able to Track down people and see their every current move in your mind, Aro had seemed to taking a liking to you andeventually gave in to Alec’s request to have you on the Volturi. For the first week, He noticed you were slightly distant to most — maybe smiling gently at A Lower guard in the hallways or Having a conversation or two with Heidi, but For the most part you wanted nothing to do with him nor most in the castle.

After a while though, You began to warm up to Alec and accept him as your mate. You Would Speak to him quite frequently now and Although he enjoyed that you were settling in something about it didn’t feel right, he was constantly on edge about how easy it would be for you to disappear without a trace — Always knowing The Volturi’s moves before even they knew themselves, it definitely took some time for him to calm down (well, that and A Mindreading from Aro that reassured him you wouldn’t leave) but after a while he To warmed up to the situation and let himself realise that even if you wanted to, you’d never leave him — You’re his for all of eternity.

✧.* ALICE CULLEN

— ALICE probably met you at school, She Spoke to you in Biology and surprised you with How much she knew about the subject. She couldn’t help herself when she got attached to that Sweet Smile of yours and that big toothy grin you gave her — She Tried to take her time with you but it was almost as if you were walking right into her trap! It wasn’t long until she got you to meet her family — Formally introducing you as her s/o, Even though you and her had never discussed romance before ; especially with each other. To her relief, you were too naive to argue and after some time Esme was doting after you just like she did with her own children ; always giving you the option of ‘Spending the night’ or ‘Staying for as long as you please’ And why wouldn’t you? Sweet, Kind, Caring Alice Is always there to drive you home when its too dark, What was that you say? You can walk home along? Nonsense, have you never heard of safety in numbers — if you’re acting like this Then maybe you shouldn’t go home at all…

Surprisingly, Alice’s words Work on you and you decide to Stay in the Cullen home ‘Temporarily’ as you say, silly Y/n Don’t you know how little you have a say on the matter? After all, if your so naive to let Alice manipulate you like this then how does she know you won’t fall into somebody else’s trap? Just stay here with Alice, you won’t even notice that you can’t leave ad when you do — you certainly won’t want to.

✧.* LEON KENNEDY

— SEPTEMBER 29th 1998, the day of the Racoon city incident And the day you met Leon. You watched from The top Window of the Police Station as A Woman about your age parted ways with a Familiar man — Leon Kennedy. You were a higher ranking Cop who was working in the first floor west office when an alert came through your Radio : ‘Steer clear Away from the 2nd floor Office, Rumors of attacks Have been Reported — Seargent L/N Meet me in the Main hall To discuss matters. Over.” You held onto the top button of your radio. “Noted. Over.” As you made your way to the hall. As you met with the Othe r officer you noticed him slouched over one of the Lounge chairs with a Cigarette between his Chubby,Sweat-coated fingers. “Don’t just stand there, Go look.” He spat, showing no indicators of Helping you. Turning, You rolled your eyes and made your way to the second floor — releasing your gun from its holster and reloading it just in case. It Only took a Shriek of pain and smash of The office windows to alert you of the situation, You Straightened yourself up against the wall in terror as you turned your head slightly to peek over the corner. A Woman - A lower officer - Slouched against The now Smashed window that revealed the hallway, A Shard of glass that hand’s broken off Stabbed into her Abdomen as good poured against the floor. Another officer began to tear and rip skin from the woman, biting and swallowing her flesh. Wallowing in fear, you ran Up the stairs and made your way to the top floor — The puddles of blood and Guts on the floor showing that it had already spread up to the Third floor and would soon be at the top , whatever it was.

As you Ran through the mens shower rooms, you Ran into the stars office and locked the door firmly behind you — Checking for The infected in the room. When Proved to be clear, you ran to a window at the top and watched as Leon Kennedy said his goodbyes to An unknown woman, And fled inside of the station. You messed around with your radio slightly, fingers trembling yet the dozens of times you did this before helped you complete the task with ease. “Leon S. Kennedy? Seargent Y/N L/N, Reporting. The Stars office has been cleared of infection, But main Offices on both the second and third floor have been hijacked, over.” It was silent on the other end for a moment, you wondered for a second if it was too late — if he had been mauled by infected on his first step inside of the building but alas, an answer was eventually heard. “Y/n..?I-.Uhm. Officer Harrison and Smith have both been terminated, making my way towards the stars office now.. Over.” And with that the radio turned silent again, As you let your body drop to the floor and the radio slip out off your hand. For a decent while you stayed like that Until A Long,Bloody claw Smashed into the door, You Grabbed your gun And aimed it as the monsters muscles pulsed — breaking the whole door down easily. The monster looked as if it had been skinned, its brain out in the open. For a moment it walked around the room aimlessly on its claws, Until you decided to shoot at its brain, your sweaty fingers missing by a long shot. You shrieked as its turned around and was about pounce on top of you but As you squeezed your eyes tightly a liquid slashed across your face — Thick,Dark scarlet Ropes of blood sprayed your face as Its body went limp on the floor, looking to the doorway you saw A Familiar face — Leon. “Don’t worry, Your safe now.” What you were yet to know was that he would take that promised Very Seriously, Let Leon take care of you, Forever and ever.

✧.* KAI CHISAKI

— FROM the beginning, You knew that your fate had been sealed. For the most part, Kai never visited you and let his men do all the work for him whether it was feeding you or doing what he called ‘Mandatory Suicide checks’ Even if the reality of it was to just strip you from dignity and Privacy. He liked being in control but a part of him grew slightly paranoid that the longer he left you with his men, the angrier and more confident you would get and he couldn’t have you thinking this situation was yours to control, could he? So after A While, Maybe A Few weeks..Few months, Whatever he could last without Meeting you, he had Unexpectedly Walked through the Room that you were left in. Chisaki was Cautious when he first entered the room — Chrono Standing beside the door if you tried to do anything, But to his surprise you only gazed up at his figure , Smiling gently at him before Looking back down to the Blanket that covered your bed, seemingly unbothered. Kai was stricken for a moment, Thinking that your action was of defiance or a false ‘liking’, But after a reassurance from Chrono that you were usually compliant with most things the Shie hissaikai made you do, He started visiting more and more often. You really were what he thought you was — A Pure,Angelic Pet For his entertainment only, and nobody could do nothing about it

✧.* TORU OIKAWA

— “HELLO, You‘re Goshiki-Kun’s Older Cousin From [Home Country] — isn’t that right?” A Boy From behind you questioned, As you Jotted down notes from The practice game For shiratorizawa. You turned To Look behind you quickly, “Oh, Mhm..I’m y/n.” You Smiled gently before turning back to the game And Writing Dow the according notes. As the Hazel-brown haired boy sat next to you, “I’m Toru Oikawa..From Aoba Johsai Academy.” That got your attention. With that you slowly stopped Writing on the thin sheet of paper and placed the Notepad and Purple Sanrio Pen Beside you. “The captain’s told me a lot about you, its an honour.” You Nodded your head slightly in acknowledgment and gently smiled at the Boy. “..But I Need to concentrate so may i please ask for you to leave me be.” You let him down, Uninterested. Almost As if it was co-ordinated, Iwaizumi Came and Walked up behind you two, “Leave her alone Oikawa.” You turned your head slightly to see the secondary voice, You noticed as the Slightly more Musclier boy Pulled up Oikawa from where he was sitting and Looked at you, “I’m sorry for him, His Ego’s the size of his head And he’s never usually rejected.” You chuckled gently at the comment, Oikawa defending himself before being Dragged away by Iwaizumi.

A Feeling of jealousy raged throughout Oikawa body, And much to Your dismay, Was following you back on your way home as what he called, ‘A Safety precaution’ As your cousin, Tsutomu, was walking separate ways and ‘left’ you there. “I’m telling you Oikawa..You don’t need to…” For a moment You stumbled on your words, as if you Wanted him to stay but knew he shouldn’t. “..Get Inv-.Forget it.” You Shook your head And went to turn, yet he still followed. “My house isn’t far now, i Can walk on my own.” You said to him, watching as his face fell yet he smiled and Respected your wish. “See you soon, Y/n-Chan.” You just rolled your eyes and tightened your grip on your school bag, Dreading the normal way you would take. From the start to end of the sidewalk was where a few third years from A Really shitty School hung out, They would steal alcohol — get drunk and then proceed to catcall any woman They saw crossing the street. As per usual, They were there — catcalling you and trying to get you to cross the street and come with them, but Quickly they all stopped as They noticed somebody behind you. Toru placed his hand gently on your shoulder, “Ey Toru, Thats your girl Huh?” One of them slurred, Oikawa only smiled and chuckled a ‘yes’ in response. “Sorry Man, D-didn’t know!” Another boy Laughed ad hiccuped as if they weren’t just catcalling you. As you walked out of there line of sight you spoke, “You didn’t need to do that.” You said to Him, Trying to hide your smile of gratitude. “Ehh…No big deal.” He smiled a toothy grin, And you scoffed in return before continuing to walk back home, Toru Behind you. Maybe you should Let Toru Stay from now on, Whats the worst that could happen?

✧.* PATRICK HOCKSTETTER

— DERRY Maine wasn’t exactly the type of town where you could be different, or At least be different without people knowing. It was a quick phase for some, maybe a secondary story on the local newspaper about them and a group of friends rebelling against say, the church. For others it took some time, 10 years back a Man shot his wife and Children dead in the Derry Townhouse, But even he lost his spark after a few years or so passed. The only person Who never outgrew his phase was Patrick Hockstetter, it started when Patrick was 3 or so, Parents at the daycare complained about His abnormal and violent behaviour, though it was quickly overseen. Then, when Patrick was 5, his parents had brought home Avery. Patrick remembers His parents Passing through the doorway holding what seemed like a baby in their hand, introducing it as Avery — Patrick’s brother. The baby was bearable for a few nights, Patrick even stood weeks with it in the home yet something stirred in his mind one night. The next morning, Police arrived at the door ; His father Holding an apathetic, out-of-it look on his face while his mother sobbed hysterically, he remembers his mother telling him there was an Accident, he remembers the loss for words he felt when he was about to tell her it wasn’t an accident — something in his brain told his he shouldn’t speak about it. Rumors only kept growing about Patrick until The winter of 1988, A New girl has moved into Derry. For the first few weeks she was fine, but after a while she tended to have frequent outbursts and fights. Not that Patrick ever witnessed one, she attended the catholic school on the brink of Derry and he rarely even saw her. He remembers the first time he saw her,it was the 9th of January 1989 just a month after she had moved to Derry and His friend Henry and him were waiting for his dad finish up a police interview with a ‘Rebel’ so they could get a lift to Victor criss’s house. Henry sighed in an impatient relief when his father came from the room, though Patrick’s eyes were on the girl behind butch. She must of been the So called ‘rebel’ but to him, she looked perfectly innocent — Well other than she Bruised, slightly swelled eye and bleeding nose she had. She let her hair fall into her face as she stared at the ground, She wore the white, shortsleeved blouse and Grew pleated skirt the catholic school made her wear but also wore a Log, blue trench coat above it, she shot patrick a glare as another officer let her leave the station.

He expected her spark to die down but she was still Acting up even after this long, to be honest he felt strangely connected to her — but not like those other girls who he perked around on , No,This girl was Different. By now it was the summer of 1989 and he was seeing much more of her now that school was closed for break, though he Really met her when Butch invited Patrick’s dad to come over to The rebel girl’s house to drink and watch football with her father, Patricks dad insisted he come because ‘Henry would be there’ . Patricks dad, to put it simple,lied. He wasn’t;t complaining though, rebel girl’s name Was y/n and She actually spoke to him For a decent while before abruptly leaving the house after a phone call. When she came back, it was late — maybe 1 or 2 in the morning and the dad had passed out drunk in the living area leaving patrick to Smoke On the patio round the back of the house. Y/n Came into the house, And went onto the patio when she spotted Patrick. Eve though the lights were dim, he could see the blood running down her face from the illuminating living room lamp that Shone Through the glass Patio doors. She sat down next to him as he took a long drag of his cigarette. “Somebody roughed you up?” He passed the cig to her, she scoffed as she held it in between her to fingers, “No I fell over.” She commented sarcastically before taking a drag of the cigarette. He looked at her,”Who?” For a moment she held a confused look on her face, wondering why he cared. “Scotty Prescott, that fuckin’ fag you hang out with.” She took another drag. “Want me to rough him up?” Patrick asked with a smirk. Done with his shit, Y/n Grabbed the end of the cigarette and let it out on Patrick’s resting hand , discarding it on the grass somewhere before going back inside, presumably to her room. He gazed down to his hand and Watched as a slight burn mark formed. Yes, she was definitely different than the other girls and he would do anything it takes to keep her close to him.

✧.* WILBUR SOOT (CANON NOT IRL)

— DUST And ash Grew in Varying size Piles on The diner’s countertops and Tables — soot gathered in the cracks of the Once clean tile slate floor. The roof had been Knocked through, roofing tiles smashing from contact with the dirtied ground or slicing into the Pillowy, plush Part of the diner chairs. Still, It was the first place you ran when Various Booms and Bangs were heard only Miles away from the town hall where you were. All of your life’s hard work Just..gone. And to make things worse, The limp Body of A Worker was Laying across the floor — a gorey,bloody mess. You felt bile crawl its way through your throat as A Hand gently gripped onto your shoulder, “Look what we’ve done…” Wilbur Faked his Sorrow. “Its all your fault, you know?” He Carried on, as you trembled — falling backwards slightly before he caught you. ‘it you just told somebody, Anybody about the bombs, they would of stopped me.” Wilbur tutted as he let go of your shoulder, you felt completely brainwashed as he Leant closer to you and whispered into your ear. “Nobodies here to save you, just give in…” He held out his hand In front of you. You mumbled slightly in protest, shaking your head gently. “Cmon Y/n, It’ll be fun!” He Smiled as you gently placed your hand in his, too Confused to care — feeling too manipulated,guilt…you zoned for a moment until Will’s voice brought you back. “Just you and me, Against everyone…Forever.”

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tetsuswhores · 2 years

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Who's watching?

pairing: oikawa x reader

content: college au, yandere actions, smut, stalking behavior, sort of yandere oikawa

warnings: if you are uncomfortable about stalking and pervert behavior, read it at your risk. Mentions of noncon video recording, masturbating.

A/N: Minors first off stay away or I'll shoot you. Hope you guys like this. Also I don't mean to villainize oikawa or any other haikyuu character, it's just a figment of my imagination. Oikawa is a stoopid little dork who wouldn't think of doing that.

Toru Oikawa is like every other good-looking guy in college. His unfettered personality and striking smile played good magic to draw the people surrounding him.

His good nature, eloquence and charming way of holding conversation even got him in the good books of professors, having some of them slip in a free grade or further chance to work with them which he politely declines. Having played volleyball before he hit double digits also helped him bag the chance to play at a professional level while being in college. In a nutshell, Toru Oikawa is the American Dream of his college.

Being in college and handling a volleyball career that is set to flight would drive anyone mad but when it comes to Oikawa, he is seen juggling that with ease. Not to mention his additional fanbase in college that he interacts with tinkering laughter and crinkled eyes. However, as merry it may seem from a distant point of view, looking closely anyone can see the faux facade he upholds while he holds a baseless conversation about “how easily he manages his life” or adding irrelevant nods of agreement when the professor says something about their crumbling family issues. But no one is seen to fret on his real personality as long as he is sending those endearing smiles and sheepish grins that fulfil their dream charms. All except that one student from his psychology class.

Oikawa’s chocolate brown eyes land on you everytime you step on the campus albeit oblivious to you. Your indifferent attitude towards his popularity spurred his interest for you and gradually you were lying in his focal point. Any subtle change is quickly caught up by him and his mind rushes on different ways to approach you. His eyes land on every hips and dips of your body and he scans you with full scrutiny while sitting 5 feet away from you in class. He memorised every class you had and oblivious of his tactics, you ran against that pretty boy of your psychology class so often.

And boy, does he do this in the subtlest way possible…

The first time he exchanged pleasantries and the what-major-are-you-in , he was elated. The way your eyes land on his as they combine together somewhere in the middle ground has him feeling turbulent inside. His feelings shift into something new as he craves to know you better than anyone. To memorise you inside out until no pages of your life are left unread by him. He increases the conversation with yours, not giving a damn of what the other tramps are thinking. He loves seeing your smile, especially when it’s directed at him. He loves the soft touch of your hand as it coyly lands on his calloused ones.

He loves the way your skin basks in the warm glow of the sun or when you pull your hair up on the top and let it fall gracefully over your shoulders again. He pictures his hand threading through your locks as he grabs them and shoves your little mouth on his cock. He adores your sweet lips that are pursed or the little frown that you involuntarily give when you work on your laptop. He craves to know the face you make when you flow in the blissful cloud of orgasm.

Toru Oikawa is really subtle. Subtle in the way he holds his phone tilted to his books that no one would guess the entire time he has been recording you for later purposes…

He stops the recording and saves it to the album named – ♡Y/N♡

The day he was able to take it up a notch and managed to go one step further to your house, he was ecstatic. He knew how skittish you would get when it comes to stranger men coming to your house and he respects that. The world is crooked and he is the prime example of that. He chuckles at how you allowed him to be at the centre of your living room– how intuitive you can be despite being an absolute dumb baby in his eyes to let him protect you.

And he skillfully manages to do that. His frequent arrival to your house helped him memorise every nook and cranny in your house which would be missed by normal people. His hawk perceptive eyes found perfect little spots– behind the old vent, the rusty window hole which falls into everyone’s blind spot yet gives the perfect image of your bedroom, specifically your bed, the unused shower head he discovered as he once came to your home soaked in rain and you offered shelter and shower. His cock jumped in excitement as he even had access to you showering.

You remain unconcerned, rather happy to get him as your friend and slightly proud as none of the other girls could take up the spot of being his “special friend”- as he calls you.

You remain dumb while Toru Oikawa fists himself every night watching you stuff your fingers inside and let out drawn out moans as you cum in your bedsheets. Making Oikawa ruin his hand with his seed for the umpteenth time. He loves seeing the water fall down your breast in shower and if he’s lucky he’d get the opportunity of watching you getting yourself off there itself.

He even knows that you sometimes don’t feel comfortable, feeling as if a pair of eyes are latched onto you as you spill your fears out to him. Oh how he is the doting friend as he heard that. Hugging you tightly, smelling the mango shampoo that he so well knows offering to stay the night that you politely decline.

No worries. He thinks. We’ll get there, angel. Soon enough.

And if someday you decide to fix the shower or clean the vent. He doesn’t worry much.

Oikawa had you spill so much about yourself to him that he’s certain he’d know when you’ll decide to do something. He might even offer help and you’ll undoubtedly agree. Oikawa delightly watches how he is gradually trapping you to depend on him fully and once he succeeds, he’ll secure you in him forever.

Toru Oikawa is like every other good looking guy in college except he’s actually not.

REBLOG OR I'LL SHOOT YOUR KNEECAPS

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ilylovelyz · 9 months

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⍣ ೋ touch tank

˚ · . oikawa x afab!reader

: ̗̀➛ friends with benefits, one-sided pining, childhood friends, kinda angsty, casual kissing, non descriptive oral, a lil jealousy, a little bit of strong language and bullying, they are in highschool but 18, oikawa is a pretty boy <3 and also kinda an idiot?

'cause he's so pretty when he goes down on me

liquid trickles off the swell of your cheeks, softly pattering onto the concrete ground below you. you hear the quick footsteps coming towards you, yet you don't look up at them. "here, y/n-chan." oikawa says, reaching out a hand that holds his handkerchief.

you begrudging take it with a limp hand of yours, patting the soft material against your milk-soiled skin. you still don't look at him when he crouches down to be on your level, not wanting to see his sad puppy eyes and worried frown.

"i can't believe those girls, they are crazy!" he scoffs, eyes rolling at the earlier incident when a group of girls threw a milk carton at your face out of jealousy over their "precious oikawa." you only mumble out a tell me about it, a little peeved at the assault. "don't worry y/n-chan, i made sure to make one of them cry."

you softly smile at his words, folding the handkerchief in half when oikawa reached for it back. despite feeling annoyed at him and his pesky fans, you don't fight when he pulls you in closer to his lap, your chest against his while his arms wrap around your waist, his legs caging you in on both sides of your lower body.

"i'm really sorry that happened. i don't know why they would do that." he mumbles, calloused hands rubbing comforting circles against your upper back. you only click your tongue at his words, hiding your face into his neck as so to hide your embarrassment. no damn way he doesn't know why, their his fans.

but, as much as the petty side of you wants, you can't blame him for the their actions. it's not like oikawa told them to do it, you heavily doubt that, seeing as the way he's holding you close now.

you wonder if you should tell him the obvious reason behind their malice, but at the same time, as he pulls away to look at you face to face, you wonder if he's really an idiot, or if he refuses to accept the reason behind it all.

as you finally look at him, you take in his delicate, yet sharp features. you can't help but flush lightly at the way he's looking at you with those big hazel orbs of his. your envious at the way his long eyelashes flutter close, softly ticking your skin as his smooth lips press against yours.

your eyes stay low-lidded as you observe his features up close. there's no denying that he's a handsome young man. it's unfair to blame him when he was just blessed to be born attractive. he's tall, lean with the right amount of muscle, facial structure sharp with soft eyes and lips.

you think, finally closing your eyes and reciprocating to his kiss, it would be unfair to you as well, to deny yourself of him for the sake of someone's delusion.

though, as you think about it more when his kisses are more intimate within the privacy of his room, it's kinda unfair to you.

your eyebrows furrow at the thought, thinking back to the many times that you were in silly drama that simply revolved around oikawa just for being in close proximity of him. although he always wanted and tried to make it up to you with sweet gifts and affection, at some point, it stopped working for you.

you softly moaned when his hand traveled down underneath your panties, rough finger pads massaging your clit. it's a bit unfair to be receiving this treatment, when you're not even his actual girlfriend. you're just a close long-time friend of his, one he coincidentally has sex with.

oikawa is quick to notice the way you're unusually quiet, lips pouting at your demeanor. "y/n-chan, are you okay?" he asks, bringing one of your hands up to his lips, kissing the back of your hand. your eyes shift over to his face, his stupid handsome face.

you only sigh as a response, not having enough energy to express yourself, and definitely not having the energy to deal with the possible rejection. yes, it's a cliche, you're in love with your childhood friend/best friend, but it's not like you planned it either.

and it's especially not like you planned on becoming best friends with benefits with him either. you can't even wrap your head around the whole thing either, it's almost like a corny love novel. while you've never ever actually told oikawa your feelings towards him, you pretty much have jumped to the conclusion that he's unreciprocated, as he's always talking about random girls, or is just pretty much too occupied with volleyball.

you click your tongue, already getting a headache from the situation as a whole. "nothin', continue." you huff, hand coming up to pull his hair teasingly. he yelps at the sudden assault, his own hand wrapping around your wrist and pulling it away from his hair.

"hey! careful on my hair." he whines, hands fighting off yours before relaxing inbetween your thighs, pausing the intimate moment between the two of you. "but seriously, i know you're lying, is it because of earlier?" he persists, hand softly patting your thigh.

you only fake a smile at his question, just wanting to get over the situation as a whole. "seriously, i'm fine. you know what will make me feel even better, though? you eating me out."

he silently sat there looking at you with a raised eyebrow, but he knew better than to pester you with questions when he knew you were upset.

he crawled onto his stomach, positioning himself inbetween your legs. he looked up at you through his pretty eyelashes, eyes watching your reactions intently. he knew something was up, but knowing you, he wouldn't be able to get it out of you by force.

his eyes fluttered shut as his lips slightly kissed your folds, sighing into you. you sighed as well, but not out of pleasure nor relief. your thighs squeezed around his head, his palm coming up to rest on the back of your upper thigh. your plaguing thoughts overruled the once mind-blowing pleasure he was giving. it stung knowing that you were so exhausted at this situation, but at the same time, you couldn't help but go along with it anyways.

you can't resist, he looks so pretty when he goes down on you.

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bagsyy · 4 months

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HELP OIKAWA SWATTING SOMEONE that’s canon idc he has no shame . they were supposed to just know that you two were complicated and to not interfere duh

LIKE HE IS CRAZY (im so in love with him it hurts)

can also def see him paying for whitepages so he can mail bed bugs and cockroaches to any man that tries to talk to you. it’s his way of showing that he loves you!!!

#he #is fucking crazy #if i had a dick it would be so hard #i could bunt a softball with it #ALSO HIII NEW OOMFIE SO GLAD WE COULD BOND OVER BATSHIT INSANE TORU<3 #asks #bestie ktsumu #tw yandere #kinda i guess….#more like tw oikawa

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bts5sosempire · 2 years

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cheese trap (i); forget-me-not

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: oikawa tooru x reader

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: slight yandere, slight suggestive, obsession, bully! oikawa, power dynamic, cussing, use of threat, mention of indirect kiss

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 2,991

𝐚/𝐧: more semi-dark post after some regular posting—time for me to suffer 🤠 after doing some shit-posting. I got a lot of dark stuff in my drafts or archive; if interested, please let me know since I rarely post it. NOT PROOFREAD PROPERLY.

As a child, you couldn't remember when was the last time the chocolate boy wouldn't stop bothering you and treating you like a second-class citizen. Oikawa Tooru was an enigmatic person, he was hard to forget by most, but to you, he was nothing but a thorn to the side. But when you grow older and Oikawa shifted away from being such a menace when you got rid of a few bugs for him on the different occasions that he started warming up to you, this doesn't make you like him any less or more. You tolerate him to a certain extent until he starts inviting himself into your little friend group, conversations, and showing up at the most unconventional time to create dispute. You told him repeatedly that you don't appreciate him following you around or him trying to stick close to you like glue when he has Iwazumi for that, to which Iwazumi shot you a glare.

It's not that Oikawa cares about the memo; if he forces himself not to read what you present to him. Oikawa thinks he wouldn't be able to be held accountable if he were to remain and feign ignorance of the problem. With his looks and popularity with the Aunties, it's not hard for him to gain favors around the block when he straight up lies with teary eyes and pulls the best global acting you ever saw when he says to them that you're bullying him or you don't want to play with him. The older women would coo and try to make Oikawa feel better with head pats and back rubs, even offering sweets too, and then it was your turn to be chastised by them. Your indifference turned to annoyance, then to hate, when you saw that smug look that Oikawa presented when you're being taught to be gentle since you're a girl. Young girls ought to have better manners. Words travel to your mother's ears, and then play dates between you and Oikawa were set up frequently at either your place or his for you to get along with the 'Nice Neighborhood Boy,' Oikawa. Playing House with you (as his wife and him as the husband) or volleyball was his favorite way to pass the time. You made it an objective to push/ keep Oikawa as far as possible whenever your mother or his isn't around; your scowl and dislike of Oikawa were brushed off by Oikawa himself, him thinking that you were throwing a tantrum that you'll get around to like him.

The play dates only stop when you end up socking Oikawa in the nose when he made fun of your friends and even called them lame. Even your attitude had made your mother horrified. You were a relatively calm and tight lip child, but to see you lay a hand on another was uncalled for; your mother made you apologize to Oikawa and his mother, and you begrudgingly did so after so much nagging. Your mother never bothered to ask you why either, and your relationship with her instantly made you shut yourself off. Your father does take the time to coax you to talk to him as you refuse to open your mouth and do not even try to hold eye contact. Hating the feeling of being stifled, you told your father what Oikawa did and had said with reluctance on some parts, but it still spill out as you remember them clearly in your head, to which he took your side surprisingly. You thought he would be like your mother.

You still remember the talk you vaguely overheard when your father conversed with your mother that he forbid Oikawa from coming over no matter how much the boy had begged, seeing how much the boy had disturbed your peace and wellbeing. Your mother brushed it off as *boys will be boys, and blah blah blah,' thought, seeing Oikawa as harmless. Still, your father mentioned you were in tears when talking about Oikawa's treatment to where you don't want to be friends with someone like him, which results in resentment build-up over time, and you did what you had to do to Oikawa. That made your mother change course quickly.

True to your father's prediction, Oikawa came around a week later, begging to play with you. He makes himself a starry-eyed child that makes him look perfect to anyone who couldn't find him to be in the wrong. Your mother was conflicted upon seeing the boy, but with a stern 'no,' she turned him away with an excuse of why you're not available. You only play with your friends when you know that Oikawa is done playing or hanging out with Iwazumi sometimes; this doesn't exterminate the fact that you would still see him from time to time. Even if he tries to play with you, you turn tail and run straight home, avoiding coming out. Oikawa would sometimes wait outside your house to see if you would come out, but the moment he saw you spread the blinds open and peered outside for any signs of him, and if you saw him, you just refused to come out. This results in him hiding in bushes or areas you couldn't see or find him, and when you saw no one, you would leave your house to play, but your excellent eyesight would catch his figure, and you would run back inside.

It wasn't until you stopped coming to elementary school and Oikawa went by your house that he saw the 'sale' sign hanging above your gated door. You had moved away, and Oikawa was inconsolable for the first few weeks. Even Iwazumi thought he already was a crybaby, but your leaving had caused the dam to break that Oikawa would cry on end in the neighborhood every day until he got sick.

Until time passes by, you become nothing more than a figment in Oikawa's memory. The pain aches from time to time, and then it dulls away. Somewhere lost deep inside those memories he thought were precious (the opposite to you, apparently, lol), Oikawa held them dearly.

Oikawa heard there was going to be a transferred student joining his class from abroad in the middle of the school year as a 3rd year. Who knew you would come back into Oikawa's life like a whirlwind? He was astonished upon seeing you again, brightening up the class with your greeting and introduction. Even the smile you held was captivating. When was the last time he saw you smile? Probably when you both were children.

To say you didn't recognize Oikawa was a blow he didn't expect, considering you were seated next to him as a seatmate. You remain passive throughout the class and indulge in the curriculums, only talking when the teacher picks you for answering, or you ask the teacher in general. Now looking up at you closely, Oikawa noticed that you had grown up very well; your skin was relatively supple, with no blemish in place, your hair was styled neatly and crisp. Even the makeup you wore was light enough to be undetected.

"How can I help you?" You ask, without looking up from excesses of notes, that others are willing to lend theirs for you to copy. Tucking a loose hair strand behind your ears, you scribble away and work on your practice work.

"I just thought that you look familiar to someone that I used to know," your hand movement came to a halt before going back to writing immediately.

You: "Oh?"

Oikawa smiles at this, 'You do remember me? How cruel of you to make me suffer?' With the small reaction, he clings to it. "It was quite mean of you to leave me alone without saying goodbye." Oikawa fake pouts and leans closer to your table by tilting his body over.

"I don't remember us being friends," you snark back quickly, "You were an asshole child too, and it seems to have followed you to this age." Angling your body away from him, you abruptly stood up and quickly went to the teacher and asked them about a question you were stuck understanding. But you didn't see how Oikawa's eyes darkened, which held a dangerous glint.

A few weeks passed; Oikawa didn't both you as much, and you were thankful for and quite suspicious simultaneously. Finding friends wasn't much of a problem since everyone gravitated toward you as the new student. The girls were hanging around you, complimenting and talking your ears off about the latest trend that's going on in the fashion world and what's taking over the internet. When you're alone, the boys will butter you up, asking to show you around the campus while inviting you to their games or practices.

"Look out!" You looked and saw where the voice came from and saw a volleyball hurdling straight towards you; with the proper reaction, you ducked down and avoided the ball. "Sorry!" Someone runs up to your location and peers down at you, "Are you alright?" The person extends a hand in your field vision, and you look up to see who the owner is and see it is a boy who has dark hair and olive green eyes.

Standing up and brushing imaginary dust away on your school skirt, you felt suddenly awkward. "I'm fine; watch out where you're hitting the ball next time."

"Iwazumi, are they alright?" Another volleyball player shouted from across the yard.

So this is Iwazumi Hajime, Oikawa's best friend since childhood. You still vaguely remember him as someone who Oikawa clings to when you're not around, and you doubt that Iwazumi highly recognizes you, too, unless Oikawa's big mouth had already blurted you to him and talked his ears off.

"They are," Iwazumi bent down to pick up the ball that had bounced back against the wall earlier and had landed near you. "Shittykawa has been talking about you nonstop," they whisper just for you to hear, "and they're pretty restless that you're not responding to them."

"That's his problem, not mine. He's the one who left me alone," you answer right back without a thought, then it takes you a second to realize what you've just said to Iwazumi. You were going to say something right afterward but then decided to shut up. The mention of Oikawa's name always brings you distaste and displeasure, so your brain always comes up with an automatic response to that curse at that insufferable boy.

"Words of advice, don't take him lightly." With that, Iwazumi walks away and continues with his volleyball.

Another few weeks passed, and it was morning; you were pulling your school materials out of your desk and quickly winced when you felt something sharp poke your finger. It's like lightning has struck you; you check your finger and notice it bleeding. Searching your school bag, you took out a bandaid and wrapped it around the wound; you always carry a small medical kit just in case you or others got hurt. You carefully kneel and peer inside your desk to find thumb tacks. Sweeping the sharp objects out carefully, you went to throw them away and recheck your desk for anymore while setting your school stuff onto the desk. It was still early in the morning, and there wasn't a soul inside the classroom, so you didn't know who had done it.

It's going to be a long day.

(A/n: (n/n) -> nickname)

Oikawa was paying half attention to the lesson since there were only a few minutes left till the class ended, and he side-eyed you; it wasn't until he saw the band-aid around your forefinger that he grinned. "Did (n/n)-chan hurt herself?"

"You have eyes, don't you? Or did your contact lenses fail you?" Oikawa's smile is even broader than before; you can feel it. He made it no secret that you're his target, just like when you were children.

"Why don't we hang out later?" The latter asks, leaning his upper body over. You quickly glare at him, side-eyeing.

You: "You were forbidden to hang out with me, remember?"

Oikawa: "Ah, yes. I remember now. Do you still hold it against me when I said those losers don't deserve to hang out with you?"

You: "Until the day I die, so of course I do."

Oikawa: "We can let bygones be bygones, can we?"

You: "I rather we not; my fist still aches to kiss your nose again."

The final bell ended, and every student rushed out of the classroom. You were still packing up; Oikawa didn't bother to as his gaze was out the orange glow of the sunset. It wasn't until the classroom emptied that you would leave too. "You're always like this," Oikawa spoke up from behind you, and your steps paused. "Always leaving me behind and never looking at me." You grip your school bag straps tightly in your hands. "You know, maybe what I did as a kid was pretty bad, but you can't hold it against me forever."

"Who in the hell gave you permission to tell me what I could and couldn't feel?" You reel in on your heels and face Oikawa, whose expression is blank as a canvas. It was so empty that it wasn't the same guy you would see who would grace every girl with his killer smile. You were almost stunned. "You're always picking on me as a kid, even now. I don't like you and will never, Oikawa; you're so insufferable that you must make everything about you. I don't know what is so special about me that made you want to be in my presence so bad, but stop, it's so fucking pathetic and stupid. You have your fangirls for that, don't you? Go to them since they're the ones who are willing to cheer you up for everything. So leave me alone."

Oikawa just scoffed at you like he was hearing something funny for the first time. His body shook lightly before it grew more powerful as he laughed.

*Is he mocking me?'

"You hate me? I can't let you do that," Oikawa brushed an artificial tear away, calming himself down, "I was going to let you off easily, but I guess I will have to bring it up a notch. I WILL make sure that I'll be the only thing that matters to you."

"Are you an idiot? I said I want you to leave me alone." You roughly express your words in a loud attitude, annoyance making its way onto your face. Quickly turning on your heels, you would like nothing more than to not spend another second in the room with that deranged asshole. But before you can move your feet, you yelp out as you were startled when Oikawa's tight grip was on your wrist, cutting off any blood circulation you might've had. You wonder how he could even get across the room without you noticing anything.

Oikawa flipped you around to meet his vacant eyes as he used his free hand on your lower back. Pushing you up against him, you both were pelvic to pelvic against one another; any other movement would entice the air to change heavily to something else.

"What do you think you're doing?" You ask out in alarm, trying to pull away from Oikawa, but he wouldn't budge.

Oikawa brings his face closer to you, "You don't ignore me unless I say so (n/n)-chan, I could make your life a living hell." There was a hint of fear that flashed across your eyes, and he was enjoying every second of it. "Now be a good girl; I'll let you go as long as you listen to me." You went still, and he smiled. Oikawa should've known it didn't take much to chip away your formidable walls with the right of threat. He eyes your glossy lips that were plush and glowing against the evening brunt sky, "Since you remember clearly that I do have a fanbase, it would be bad if you do something stupid to me that could trigger them. I could let them eat and trample you alive if I wish."

Oikawa releases your wrist, and you snatch it back with incredible speed. He only lets out a little smidge of chuckles before using that free hand to cup your chin. His thumb pressed against your soft lips gently, and the lip gloss instantly transferred over, filling in the slight indentation of lines. To make a small mess, he smudges the front to the corner of your lips, wiping a great deal off before retracting his thumb back, bringing it to his lips. Oikawa pastes against his own before parting his mouth open, eyes never wavering as he dares you to look away when his tongue slides out sensually to lick off the gloss. He could taste the flavor of vanilla.

You want to throw him across the room for humiliating you like this, much less threatening you too. Oikawa would never change, you know that; he was a person who would always get his way no matter what if he was or wasn't the one getting his hands dirty. You hate to admit it, but you should've seen this coming from a far distance. Maybe heeding Iwazumi's words for once would be a wise choice, considering you labeled him the same as Oikawa.

"Are you happy now?" You glower at him, and his expression change instantly. Now the sunny Oikawa is back.

"All done!" He let go of you, and you didn't waste time creating a considerable distance and leaving the classroom in a rush.

Oikawa's eyes trail to where you left before he looks back at his thumb; an indirect kiss is probably the closest thing he could get to you now. He needs to bide his time.

If he wants you all to himself.

#fan fiction #masterlist #hq oikawa #oikawa toru x reader #yandere #yandere haikyuu #yandere oikawa #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#anime #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu x imagines #yandere x reader #yandere imagines

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yanderenightmare · 1 year

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Hi there, question kind of? How would you rank the Haikyuu boys (not all of them clearly you can pick) in terms of most likely to be possessive towards their partner? I'm curious of your take :)

HAIKYUU ! HEADCANONS

haikyuu boys x darling

TW: yandere, possessive, obsessive and controlling behaviour, abuse, manipulation

Most possessive haikyuu boys, you say...

Is all of them an option?

I mean... these are competitors, and personally, I think competitors are a very specific breed of somewhat toxic feelings – and that’s aside from their grandiose sense of self. We have a name for it in Norwegian; we call them competition-humans– which basically refers to that feral state some people get into during a competition, where they have complete tunnel vision and lack all sorts of a moral compass in their chase of victory.

And I think competitors as yanderes view love with that same type of tunnel vision. How they have a goal to reach, and nothing and no one is going to stop them, and nothing and no one is going to take it away from them.

That being said… I think some of the Haikyuu boys are more competitive than others.

Oikawa Toru Possessive & Controlling

“If you’re gonna hit it, hit it ‘til it breaks.” – that’s his motto, stating his principle of never going at things half-assed – his aim to be the best, in addition to the middle finger he shows anyone who doesn’t cut it.

Victory is his way of life. And his relationships better live up to it. Anything less would just be embarrassing.

Losing his girl would be embarrassing.

Moreover, anything you do reflects on him, and he’d be damned if it reflects poorly. So you bet your ass he’s possessive of you – and controlling. You’re part of his great empire of success, and losing you would be like this huge stain, this huge defeat – failure. And Oikawa Toru doesn’t fail. Oikawa Toru doesn’t get defeated. Oikawa Toru doesn’t lose.

Kageyama Tobio Possessive & Obsessive

The perfect set can’t be completed if he drops the ball. You are his perfect set, and he’s never ever dropping the ball with you – never losing you and never ever letting you go.

He wants you screaming his name in the bleachers – be his cheerleader – keep your eyes on him and only him. Tell him how great he was. Be his victory prize, his trophy, his treat.

He wants to feel you at his fingertips – drag them over your smooth skin and just touch you – keep you all to himself. And he doesn’t want anyone doing the same. Seeing people talk to you is bad enough. He needs you to focus on him like he’s the only one on the court, and everyone else is just extras – sorry pawns in his triumph.

Kuroo Tetsuro Possessive & Smug

You’re the biggest reason behind that big fat grin of his – because he knows that he has something no one else has. His object of envy – a big 'ol fuck you to absolutely everyone.

More than a trophy, more than arm candy, more than a crown atop his head – you’re his lucky golden ticket into heaven – his cheat sheet that makes him feel like a winner – superior. And everyone else can suck it.

They can look all they want – seethe with jealousy – hate him. It’ll only make him savor it more. Seeing those frustrated looks on people’s faces, like he’s beating them – like he’s got something that everyone else wants but can’t have because it’s his.

Kenma Kozume Possessive & Fanatical

Losing you means game over – and he isn’t in the mood to restart. He’s put time and effort into your relationship – and since life’s only option is hardcore mode, he hasn’t been able to leave any checkpoints.

You’re not player two; you’re all the valuable loot he’s picked up along the way. His precious inventory. His xp and upgrades and level x – his special limited edition item. You belong to him; he’s earned you.

He’s been dedicated and worked hard and put too much effort into achieving you – so no way is he about to share you with anyone who hasn’t chipped in, and he’s most certainly not about to lose you either.

They’d have to beat him first.

Kyotani Kentaro Possessive & Dogged

He goes for the throat. People can test him – fucking try it – they’d be lucky if they could count the cuts, fractures, and breaks. He doesn’t let up easily, and once he sees a sliver of red – he isn’t stopping until that’s all he sees.

And you – try and leave; he’s like a dog with a bone – his canines will remain deep and only bite down deeper if you try and break free. The look on his face is enough to make you wince without the way he twists your hair in his fist.

People are afraid to be seen with you. Talking to you is like blood on the breeze, and maddog comes at them with fangs bared, ready to bite before barking. He doesn’t take it easy on you either – like a hound tearing his toy apart before another pup can get to it.

tip-jar: Kofi

#yandere haikyuu #yandere haikyu x reader #yandere oikawa #yandere kageyama #yandere kuroo #yandere kenma #yandere kyotani #yandere #yandere writing #haikyu x reader #haikyu smut #haikyuu

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mango-bango-bby · 1 year

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sea witch asker here again, i'm really glad u liked my idea 😊 i'd like to request oikawa's petty ass as the girlboss sea witch 🌱. i feel like he, being delusional, would be convinced that darling was just making a mistake by falling for a human instead of him, & would try to make darling see that as well through destroying their chance at having a life with their human. thank youuu 😙

♡ The Sea Witch ♡

(A/N: I love this idea, I think it’s such a good yandere twist on the classic little mermaid story!!! Also I love that you describe Oikawa as a petty girlboss because I think that sums up his personality pretty well 😭😭 I hope you like 💗)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, fantasy au, mermaid!reader, sea witch!Oikawa, relationship sabotage, mentions of pain

Summary: Tooru, the sea witch, finds out you’ve fallen in love with a human when you come asking him for legs (Yan!Oikawa x GN!reader)

Prompt List ➸ ♡

Masterlist ➸ ♡

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You knew exactly who to go to the moment that you wanted human legs, you needed to go to Tooru. Tooru was a fairly famous sea witch, known for giving anyone any potions they need but that was always at a cost. Sometimes it went well, sometimes it didn’t. You had talked with him before, he seemed nice enough so you trust him to cast a spell to give you legs.

You swim through the dark cave, eventually coming to the large floor. Different colored potions in bottles line the walls, a large cauldron in the middle of the room. “Ah, Y/n~ to what do I owe the pleasure?” He asks, bowing in a dramatic manner that gets you to laugh. “Um- actually Tooru, I’m here for a favor” You say, immediately catching his attention.

Tooru looks up, wondering what kind of potion or spell you could possibly need. “And what kind of favor would that be?” He asks, seeing your almost nervous demeanor. “I need legs, I want to go to the surface” You say sternly, Tooru stopping for a moment, comprehending what you just said to him. “Why would you ever want to go up to the surface” He swims closer to you.

Tooru watched you, he watched you a lot. He’s able to watch anyone through his cauldron. He just wanted to watch you, he wanted you to be his. Tooru would even go as far as to say that he loved you. But even watching you for hours at a time, he must’ve missed the point where you suddenly wanted to be human.

“Well- I saved this human from drowning a-and we really had a connection! I want to see him again” you say almost nervously. Tooru can almost feel his eye twitch at your words. You had fallen for someone? You had fallen for someone that wasn’t him. Not only that but a human! You had fallen for a human man! Tooru couldn’t tell you no, you wouldn’t like him anymore. He needs to figure out how to drive you into his arms.

Tooru thinks for a moment before swimming over to the potions, grabbing a bright pink bottle. “I think I have something for you, but there are some side affects” Tooru says, pretending to be happy about the situation. You stay silent, waiting for him to start listing the side affects. “Once you have legs, every time you take a step it will hurt. A sharp stabbing pain in the bottom of your feet” Tooru says, you immediately nodding your head.

“I’ll take it!” You say reaching out for the bottle. Tooru pulls away the bottle. He brings his finger to his mouth, clicking his tongue to silence you. “That’s not all” He says before continuing, “You also won’t be able to speak, the potion sadly takes away your voice” Tooru says calmly, although you still nod your head. You’ll still take it.

You’re determined. Everything Tooru’s put in your way to get you to not take it hasn’t worked. “I’ll still take it” you say, but Tooru stops you once again. “Theres one final thing. The potion lasts for three days” He says, seeing your eyebrows scrunch together and you pout. “If he’s not in love with you by the third day, you’ll turn back into a mermaid” He says, watching you think.

“I want the potion” You say, Tooru reluctantly handing the bottle over to you. If his plan to get you to back out of wanting the potion wasn’t going to work, he’d have to figure out another way to get you back to him.

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You had been human for almost three days now, every side effect that Tooru warned you about was true. Every time you took a step, it felt like small knifes stabbing you. You couldn’t speak, which was more of a challenge than you thought. It was hard to confess your feeling while not being able to speak.

Tooru watches how lovestruck you look, how excited you are while completely convinced that you’re going to get that human to love you back. While he feels guilty for what’s coming next, he knows it’s so you can be happy with him in the end. Luckily he had a couple potions that deal with brainwashing.

You walk around the side of the castle of the prince you happened to fall for, immediately falling back onto the wall you came from. The sight in front of you was the prince you fell for kissing someone else despite how much time you and him have been spending together. You fall back against the wall, your breath uneven as tears fall down your face.

You head back down towards the ocean, your face almost hurts from the crying. No sound comes out because your voice is gone from the potion. You walk into the ocean, not minding that your human clothes are now wet as you sit in the shallow part of the water, simply waiting to turn back into a mermaid.

“It didn’t go well?” Tooru asks, leaning against a nearby rock. You look over at him, tears still on your face. You sniffle before nodding. “I had a feeling, you know how those humans are” He says sadly, holding out a second potion to you, this time it was to reverse the first one.

Tooru needs you to know that he’s the only one you can trust.

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Thank you for reading, darling!!

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