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sir-kuroo · 9 months
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introduces you to his friends during dinner, playing dumb and smiling nonchalantly like his fingers are not playing with your pussy under the table
—♡ osamu, kenma, oikawa, tsukishima, suna, hirugami, reo, sae, douma, geto
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classyinnie · 1 year
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“Did you ever plan on getting a relationship?” The interviewer asked.
"No, I was too preoccupied with volleyball to care."
“What made you change your mind?” 
Beyond the reporters, mics, and cameras, his gaze finds yours in the crowd. "The mere possibility that someone out there was worth the wait."
The interviewer noticed the softness in his eyes and tried to follow his line of sight, but he had already directed his gaze back to them before they could turn around. 
“Well, were they worth the wait?”
He smiles. “Always.”
—ATSUMU, Kageyama, OIKAWA, HINATA, Sakusa, Ushijima, Suna, Bokuto
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caspervi · 15 days
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Iwaoi
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atsumou · 3 days
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sex with seijoh 4 where they leave matsukawa for last because of the monstrosity that sits between his legs, the other three boys are nice enough to prep and stretch you out before he finally takes you. they do their absolute best, whether it be making you cum on their fingers, tongue or cock but all it does is reduce you to a violent quivering mess—your body convulsing as your sopping cunt greedily swallows matsukawa’s tip, and he thinks it’s the hottest fucking sight ever. the way you take short, rapid breaths to steady yourself and hide the ecstasy consuming your whole being but the shaking of your thighs painfully gives it away. iwaizumi, hanamaki, and oikawa watches with a carnal glint in their lustful eyes as your face contorts in pure bliss. matsukawa has an arm rested behind his head, the other resting on your bare hip, a lazy smile plastered upon his handsome face as if you weren’t fighting for your sanity before him.
he bites his lip as your nails painfully dig into his naked chest, your own face mirroring his expression as you sink into him further—eyes threatening to roll back, pleasure pulling you further and further into the void called insanity. your body sways with every heavy breath taken, teetering on the boundaries of pain and pleasure. the man beneath you runs a free hand over your sweat-covered body, a way to somehow soothe you but deep down it was to keep him in check as well—his patience wearing thin at the way your velvety walls eagerly sucked him in. matsukawa felt so fucking good inside you, stretching you out like no man ever could, and kissing spots inside you that you didn’t know even existed. the funniest thing? he hasn’t even bottomed out yet.
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kayekozume98 · 2 years
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Free time with the Miyagi Prefecture captains
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tahdashi · 2 years
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gn!reader x oikawa. best friends to lovers, alcohol consumption, only one bed!
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when you first invited tooru to your co-worker’s wedding, you told him you’d strictly be going as friends — just friends and nothing more. truthfully, you could’ve gone by yourself, but the thought of celebrating love alone left a foul taste in your mouth and a growing pit in your stomach. and when you brought up the idea to your best friend, he seemed excited to get dressed up and dance the night away on the dance floor. 
but here you are now with tooru’s arm hooked around your shoulder as he whines about how much his feet hurt, hiccups rhythmically leaving his pink lips.
“maybe you shouldn’t have had so much champagne then, dumbass,” you whine, dragging his body towards the hotel room he booked weeks in advance. he responds with a groan, pulling the room key out of his jacket pocket to unlock the door. 
you carry him to the bed — the only bed — and toss him haphazardly onto the cushiony mattress. he’s looking up at the ceiling with crimson cheeks and a giggle bubbling in his throat. 
“what in the world is this,” you ask him, walking over to obstruct his view of the bland ceiling. he simply looks over at you and then beckons for you to lie down next to him. 
“i’m not gonna sleep in the same bed as you, tooru! you’re drunk,” you rake your hands through your hair, and the frustration on your face brings tooru to a seat. 
“‘m not drunk, i just,” he hiccups again, then continues. “i just had a lot of fun tonight.” 
and you have to admit — it was nice to see tooru let loose a little bit tonight. he wasn’t worrying about his next game, or training, or even his team. he was there with you, with his warm hands on your waist as you danced to the vivacious music. even though his fingers found a home on your lower back, you couldn’t help but feel the lines blur a little bit — the ones that separated platonic from romantic, the ones that changed the meaning of his past “i love you”’s. because even though you knew he was an affectionate drunk, he was only affectionate with you (and perhaps he only felt comfortable getting drunk around you, not that you mind. taking care of him was like second nature to you). 
a soft sigh leaves your lips, and you’re taking your shoes off before helping tooru’s with his. you climb into bed with him. 
“just so you know, we’re putting a pillow in the middle. i don’t wanna smell your stinky breath in the morning,” you tell him with a playful glint in your voice. he looks back at you with his mouth forming an ‘o’. 
“my breath never stinks. you just don’t wanna be near me because we both know you’re clingy as fuck,” he laughs as you aggressively pat down the pillow between you two, as if your movements would make it stick in place. 
“you’re the clingy one! you wouldn’t even let me dance by myself!” 
“who dances alone at a wedding?” 
“i could’ve if i didn’t bring you,” you stick your tongue out at him and his cheeks rise in a smile. 
“why’d you bring me then, hm?” 
silence fills the room. he thinks about how lucky he is to be able to lay here with you, rosy cheeks and all. and maybe he is a little drunk, or maybe the timing just feels right. so he slowly lifts up the pillow between you two and places it behind him. his body shifts closer to yours, and you can feel your insides burning up because of the distance. 
“is it because you wanted to see me in a suit?” he shifts closer to you. you can smell the alcohol on his breath, but you don’t hate it. “or maybe you just wanted to dance with me?” 
his eyes drill into yours, those chocolate hues occupying your mind. you hate the way he’s smiling. you hate the way that you can feel the heat radiating off his body. you hate that he hasn’t closed the gap between you two. 
you don’t respond — you can’t. tooru’s hand finds that place on your lower back again, and you’re reminded of how his body was swaying against yours on the dance floor. his fingers are warm like the rest of his body, and he’s pulling you into his chest. this feels different than the times he’d console you when you’d cry, different than the times he’d hug you after his wins.
because this feels like his own victory. 
“are you okay with this?” he asks, his hand stilling on your back as he waits for a response. you nod, and he thinks that maybe he’s a little too drunk. do you want this as much as he does? what happens after tonight? 
tooru forces his tendency to overthink away into the back of his mind, and he begins to dance his fingers along your back like two figures waltzing to an orchestra. 
he likes this — he feels at peace like this. 
and in the morning, he feels the pounding in his head be replaced by pounding in his chest. he peers down at you with those chestnut eyes and pushes the hair away from your face. so once again, he lets his hand wander down to your waist, and you push yourself further into his body. 
sure, the lines have blurred a little bit, but tooru was hoping that it would happen anyway. 
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pochaccokey · 3 days
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just binged gusari's hikari no ko iwaoi series (I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW THOSE EXISTED) and life feels AMAZING again
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wttcsms · 6 months
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michael kaiser or tooru oikawa, pick one
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134340am · 2 years
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i wanna tuck my face into oikawa’s neck and smell the baby powder scent and leave lil kisses there to hear him laugh ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️
tooru’s pushing you away half-heartedly, fond chuckles bubbling in the back of his throat as you land a flurry of kisses up and down the column of his neck.
“i—i’m not ticklish—stop it!” he yelps breathlessly when you plant a big kiss below his ear.
and then he’s pawing at your hips to get you off his lap, noisy complaints of “you’re being mean, baby!” and “wait till i tickle you back” and “i’m telling my mom!” falling from his lips.
you’re both breathless with laughter when you finally pull back.
“you smell like baby powder, tooru.” you cup his face to look at him closely, proudly noting how his chest heaves with the effort of keeping his giggles to himself while a light pink tinges the tips of his ears. “did you know that? that you smell like baby powder?”
“no, and i’d rather smell like you.” and he’s pulling you down to him again, hands clasped firmly around your wrists in an attempt to assert some control over this situation. “fun’s over, babe. it’s my turn now.”
that day, you came to know very well how tooru smells like baby powder and tastes like his honey vanilla lip balm.
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juicyjuicy05 · 1 year
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Iwaizumi is the type of gay that can’t do math but can drive
Oikawa is the type of gay that can do math but can’t drive
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crowleysno1fan · 1 year
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Iwaoi Fic Recs (Ao3)
Ledgend: ღ - angst ★ - fluff ✿ - smut
★  Color Me Red - FindingSchmomo https://archiveofourown.org/works/20116579 “ Oikawa Tooru is a perfectionist who insists on doing everything himself, including his massive home renovation. Until today, when he finally decides to pay someone to paint the exterior of his home. No one told him the painter would be this hot. “
★ tenderly, in the evening time - ohhotlamb https://archiveofourown.org/works/11874612 “  Oikawa isn't the only one who finds Iwaizumi attractive anymore. He has trouble handling it, to say the least. “
★ ✿ decrescendo - bigbadw0lf https://archiveofourown.org/works/33430771?view_adult=true “ Tooru's house had never been this quiet. With his daughter out of the house for the first time in a long while, the lack of her presence in the house leads him to reminisce about his relationship with Hajime, the home he's made out of him, and the one they've been building together all these years. “
★ The Way He Looks At You - roobtheboob https://archiveofourown.org/works/29692539 “ That was when he first should have noticed it, but it was only after he watched Iwaizumi yell at Oikawa for forty-five minutes about forgetting his bento and then immediately giving him his own that he realized that the vice captain definitely did not hate Oikawa. No, he definitely didn’t. In fact...Well. Kentarou definitely paid attention after that.It wasn’t really obvious how Iwaizumi took care of Oikawa—a sharp jab in his side to stop him from slouching (“You’ll injure your back, dumbass!”), an entire lecture about eating healthy, a ‘grudging’ surrender of his shoulder for him to sleep on during bus rides (‘grudging’ because he complained loudly about it but offered it immediately anyway), and even lending that stupidly tall idiot his gloves when it was cold and Oikawa had forgotten his.It was almost embarrassing how much Iwaizumi did for Oikawa. “
✿ What to Do (to You) - Mooifyourecows https://archiveofourown.org/works/14818197 “ Sitting at the table, idly observing the screen of his phone with his chin nestled in the palm of one hand, was none other than Mister "Never Gonna Fuckin’ Happen (No Matter How Hard You Pine.)" It had to be a mistake.Because there was no way that Iwaizumi’s blind date was his roommate. “
ღ The Glass Setter - FindingSchmomo https://archiveofourown.org/works/12241389 “ Oikawa believes he is made of glass. Iwaizumi's heart is the only thing breaking. “
ღ 5 Times Oikawa Kisses Iwaizumi and 1 Time He Didn’t - CrossroadsDemon No Summary.
★ Melt Me With Your Gaze - FindingSchmomo https://archiveofourown.org/works/20405515 “ “Don’t play dumb with me Iwaizumi Hajime!” Oikawa cries. “You were staring at me the whole time!” “You’re a moron. I was staring at you because you’re fucking hot,” Iwaizumi snaps back.-- aka: Oikawa wears glasses and Iwaizumi has a Gay Panic over it “
✿ Shut Up. Iwaoi - Kageyamas_Tiktok https://archiveofourown.org/works/28512558 “ “Are you done yet?” Rolling his eyes, Iwaizumi thought about hitting him over the head. He shook the thought off, deciding it was a good plan b.“If you don’t shut up,” he paused a moment, “I’ll fuck you up against that window.” He finished, adding, “For everyone to see.” as he whispered in his ear.Oikawa’s words trailed off almost immediately as he, slowly, processed the older boys words. “
ღ ★ ✿ Super Spy Husbands - leurauxe https://archiveofourown.org/series/335353 “ Oikawa and Iwaizumi are like every other ordinary husbands - They live together in a comfortable home, have dinner together every night, fight over who has to do the dishes, it's all very mundaneThe only difference is they also happen to be super spies who embark on A-level dangerous missions in extreme conditions and encounter some of the most notorious villains to exist. Super spy husband AU! because we all love a BAMF Iwaizumi and Oikawa “
Let me know if you’d like more recommendations
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sir-kuroo · 9 months
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when you said you wanna eat out for lunch but they heard "eat you out" instead 🥴💦
—♡ bokuto, atsumu, hinata, kuroo, lev, oikawa, nagi, bachira, gojo, itadori, inosuke
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teddybeartoji · 3 months
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just swallowed the whole hq s3 in one bite WHAAAATT my hands are sweating i loved it so much i think i had like three heart attacks anyway this post is actually about oikawa with glasses though..... yeah............. oikawa..... with..... glasses............. 🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴
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luvkun4 · 2 years
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uhhh (consensual) free use + roommate & best friend!Oikawa 👀 just listen…
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warnings: dark content, implied fem!reader, pervy!Oikawa, consensual non-con, free use, slight somno (?), oral (m), Tooru calls you a slut, face fucking, cum eating, not proofread- it wasn't supposed to be this long
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okay so imagine: best friend!Oikawa who doesn't have time for a relationship but wants the benefits (sex) that comes with one. so he turns to you, his adoring best friend who's been there for him since day one.
best friend!Oikawa who had to do way more grafting than he thought he would when trying to convince you to sleep with him, but when he finally scored he was hooked. and things only escalated after that first time.
he says that he wants the option to have you whenever he wants, even if you aren't necessarily in the mood or have the time. you're skeptical, finding him nearly repulsive for viewing you as an object. yet, he had a way with words that had you walking a tightrope. a sultry tone to his voice in your ear that gives you shivers when he says "i just can't keep my hands off you, you're so good to me."
best friend!Oikawa who manages to convince you to give him what he wants, luckily getting your consent to "use you whenever he pleased." you agree reluctantly, not really knowing where this would lead. still, you agreed, and while you did have the option to back out whenever you wanted, you wouldn't.
you wouldn't complain when he gropes you as he walks past you in the kitchen. you wouldn't say anything when he presses his bulge against your ass when you bend over. and you wouldn't comment when you wake up in the middle of the night to see him jerking off on top of you, straddling your limp body and pumping his cock inches from your face.
"finally awake, huh?" he utters, "was waiting to see those pretty eyes."
your face heats up immediately and your heart nearly pounds out of your chest. despite how he startled you, you can't help the throbbing between your legs. seeing his pre-cum dribble from his slit, hearing the squelching sound of his fist against his cock, watching his lips curl into a devious smirk...
"open that mouth for me, yeah?" he whispers, rubbing the wet tip of his cock along the line of your lips.
you hesitate but he pushes past anyway, moaning when you whimper around him. he guides his length into your mouth, holding you by your chin and pinching your cheeks with two fingers to force his way in. tears swell in your eyes from the suddenness of it all but a moan escapes you when he hits the back of your throat. it's stifled, your moan, but you let it out anyway. Oikawa chuckles, bringing his hand to the back of your head to hold you up. with a groan, he starts to roll his hips, fucking into your tight throat like a fleshlight.
you gag and drool around him, barely able to breath as he ruts into your mouth. you grab his thighs for something to hold onto but he's anything but merciful. both his hands hold your head in place while he snaps his hips to your face, making sure your nose hits his pelvis before he pulls out to start all over again.
"look at you," he coos in an almost sing-songy voice, "you like having my cock forced down your throat, hm?"
there's a smile on his face that you can't exactly make out. your head's too fuzzy and your thoughts are in shambles. his grin appeared sadistic, though, as if he was getting off on seeing you struggle to take him so aggressively. you think you hear him mumble something about how he was gonna cum, but the ringing in your ears made it difficult to hear him. you try to push him away, not wanting to choke on his cum due to the position, yet he keeps you there. and in a matter of seconds, he's forcing himself all the way down your throat, cumming hard and moaning swears.
he doesn't pull out until he's empty, groaning when he sees his remaining seed spill from your lips. you may have been taken aback by the suddenness of it, but you still managed to swallow whatever he gave you. panting, you stick your tongue out, non-verbally asking for more.
Oikawa takes hold of himself, slapping his cock on your tongue with a chuckle, "you like being my little free use slut, don't you?"
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atlasaur · 2 years
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oikawa is the kind of guy to ask iwaizumi if he’d still love him if he was a worm and iwa, no hesitation replies with “fuck no”
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nozunhinged · 1 year
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the iwaoi fandom is so alive and well on ao3, one might assume Oikawa Tooru & Iwaizumi Hajime had their very own show with a whole ass plot written for them… I’m so proud ❤️
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