Thoughts on some choice characters from the first two seasons of Haikyu!! I’ve watched.

Shoyo- Sweet hyperactive knucklehead ninja volleyball lover. His energy is infectious and secretly terrifying. 7/10.

Tobio- Hated him at first but-but I grew to love his secret dorkiness and the uncreative insults ie ‘buttwipe’ he calls Shoyo is peak dumbass energy. 8/10.

Daichi- Oh, oh this man. He does something to me. Supportive captain that’s a powerhouse in his own right that knows how to push everyone’s buttons to get them pumped up? 9/10.

Yu- I kin this 5'2 dumbass. Again, his energy is infectious and I adore his and Ryunosuke’s antics over Kiyoko. Rolling Thunder makes me laugh every time. 8.5/10.

Kuroo-LOVE OF MY FUCKING LIFE. The hair, the smirk, the Oya, loved every second he was on screen. Better have more or I’m gonna be mad. 10/10.

Oikawa- Despise him, everything about him. I hate him with every fiber of my being. Wanna punch this arrogant ladies man in the face, Tobio is superior. 9/10.

Bokuto- I really, really thought I’d hate him. I really did. Goofy boy, silly boy, stupid boy, baby boy. With his random bouts of depression mid game? Getting smacked in the face by balls? My other kin. 10/10.

Yuji- Random ass boi. The hair? Perfect. The stance? Powerful. The tongue piercing? Immaculate. Literal embodiment of copy cat and I stan him. 7/10.

How we doin’ guys? Personally I feel like I am ~crumbling~ inside but that is FINE. I’m just being vibe checked from God. Anyways; I wanted something that would make me cry but also feel better soooooo enjoy

These are some headcanons of mine about how Haikyuu peeps would comfort you

• Asahi is a big hugger. You feel sad? Hugs all around. They are also immaculate. 10/10 would hug again
• Sugawara like aggressively loves you. You don’t get the sweet little “it’ll be okay” no. You get the “you are a bad bitch. Mkay?” 
• Kuroo is a fucking impeccable listener. He’ll never tell you what you should and shouldn’t be doing, he listens and just lets you express
• Bokuto is also a big hugger, but like BIG HUGGER. That man will bear hug the tears out of your body and will not let go until you at least smile
• Daichi gives the best advice, he literally just knows everything. He never judges you and generally just puts things straight like “okay look this is what needs to happen”
• Atsumu’s specialty is making you laugh. He isn’t good with words but he never fails to make you smile
• Osamu, on the other hand, is quite gentle. His tone, demeanor, literally everything softens when you’re upset. It’s just generally calm and he gives you the energy you need to just breathe
• Oikawa plans straight up murder. Someone hurt you? Don’t worry babe, Oikawa is planning it and pitching it to Iwaizumi later 
• Akaashi lets you lay with your head on his thighs and plays with your hair because he knows it usually calms you down. His advice is also top-notch
• I just KNOW Nishinoya’s exact quote would be so casual “whatcha’ sad about?” I can hear it in his voice. He buys you sweets and lets you vent out your problems. It’s most likely that afterwards he shows you a trick he’s working on, even more likely he fails (on purpose to make you smile)
• Tsukishima is literally so fucking blunt it’s incredible. However, he has this whole protective vibe to him that he’ll never admit to. You basically bully each other back and forth until you feel better
• At first it seems like Kenma doesn’t care, but, he actually forces you to play games with him because he wants to distract you from your sadness
• Kiyoko makes you a whole ass care package. Snacks, face mask, lil post-its about how amazing you are. Literally the queen of comforting (and everything let’s be real)
  
• Ukai thinks that you’re faking it at first but quickly realises that you’re not. He offers to beat someone’s ass if they hurt your feelings
• Tendou is literally a serotonin refill station. Anything he does just makes you smile. He is quite prone to wholesome confusion like “I don’t get it why would someone say that to you???”
• Saeko literally goes “hell no” and takes you on a day out because fuck being sad, all my homies hate being sad
• Mad Dog has NO IDEA what to say to you. If someone has hurt you, the next day you find out that he got into a fight with them. He refuses to admit he did it for you
• Iwaizumi being SUPER protective joins in on the fight. He keeps a really close eye on you for a while to make sure that you’re okay
• Aone, also an incredible listener. By the end of your rant, he gives you little pat on the head
  
• Tanaka contemplates threatening whoever/whatever caused your sadness, but settles for cuddles while watching your favourite movie

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Head empty. Just ‘me do a good spike. me so happy feels’ God I love that boy.
I started writing this literally bawling my eyes out but not I’m just… eh. My eyes feel weird tho hjkgfcx 
Hope y’all are okay <3 Feel free to message me if you need to chat with someone

You guys seemed to really like part one so here’s part two that nobody asked for :) If you haven’t read part one you can click here to access it

These are all after the time-jump! They are all 18+

Karasuno-

• Suga can actually be a pillow princess sometimes and likes to be treated like royalty. Basically worshipped.
• Daichi loves working both hands at the same time, like choking you while fingering. He also goes mad for eye contact and forces you to look at him
• Asahi is a gentle giant but is super strong so he kind of likes to ragdoll and manhandle you because it makes him feel quite dominant
• Noya is super good with his fingers, like crazy good. He can make you come from fingering without putting in any effort, he’s at a god-tier level 
• Tanaka literally pounds you. Rails you into oblivion. You are left with aching hips and feeling like your insides are bruised.
• Kageyama likes degrading. He’s also super good at it. All the Hinata-boke practice prepared him for it
• Hinata always makes sure that you’re okay, checks to make sure you’re feeling good and all that jazz
• Tsukishima also degrades you. And dear god he’s good at it. He usually mixes degradation with praises such as “What a good slut”
• Yam’s likes it when you’re on top, purely because he gets to hold your hips and look at you

Other Teams-

• Kuroo loves giving head, it’s literally one of his favourite things and sometimes gets so desperate to taste you that he can’t even make it 2 steps past the front door
• Kenma loves to get sucked off while he’s streaming which has happened more than once. You sit under the desk while he keeps a poker face. The only thing that gives it away is when his cheeks start burning red and his concentration is altered
• Lev likes to fuck you while standing, he wraps your legs around his waist and helps you bounce on him
• Bokuto adores holding your hips and thighs during sex, any part of you that he can grip, he’s in love with. Especially when he really gets into pounding you and tries to go harder
• Akaashi always smirks down at you when you give him head. He also makes you swallow when he finishes in your mouth
• Oikawa can very easily be forced into submission, also pillow princess mentality.
• Iwaizumi (lord give me strength) likes to spit on you or in your mouth, then forces you to look at him and swallow it
• Ushijima really loves cockwarming. He sometimes just makes you do it while he studies for his classes and thrusts up suddenly whenever you move
• I have a gut feeling that Tendō isn’t even bothered by periods. Like he has no hesitation to period sex and is genuinely surprised when you tell him that most others wouldn’t keep going
• Semi loves it when you wear his shirt while he fucks you, just his shirt and that’s it, maybe thigh high socks here and there.
• You’re always the first person that Suna calls whenever he gets drunk and wants to fuck. He also loves it when you leave hickeys on him so he can show them off
• Atsumu has, more than once, fucked you in the locker room after practice because he likes the risk of getting caught
• Osamu can very easily (if you are female) make you squirt. Like super easy doesn’t even break a sweat

Can we just talk about that Iwa one tho… UGH the audacity he has to not be real

I just got random inspiration at 4am so here we are :D
Also these are based on just canon behaviour of characters, like I know the fandom basically made everyone gay but I’m going based off the show and manga <3 don’t mean to disappoint, trust me, Bokuaka? UGH otp

• Tanaka has a massive thing for girls in beanies or grunge outfits
• Nishinoya is a natural at skateboarding but never told anyone. Not for any specific reason, he just hasn’t mentioned it
• Sugawara has a sort of parental role on the team because he often has to look after his younger brother a lot and finds it hard to break out of the responsible older bro headspace
• Asahi likes big girls. Period. He is also the best hugger out of everyone
• Kuroo takes away Kenma’s games everyday for at least an hour to force him to study
• Bokuto rambles and gets very flustered around people who he finds attractive, Akaashi often has to translate for him
• Ushijima takes mental notes while watching people interact because he wants to be approachable
• Oikawa has a lot of breakdowns at night, most about his sense of identity and where he’s going in the world
• The only person who can break Iwaizumi out of his rage is actually Oikawa but Iwa will never admit it
• Tendō hates mirrors, he’ll often pull faces at them to make himself feel better
• Suga once dared Daichi to break a watermelon between his thighs, which he did with ease
• Tsukki sometimes just sits in his room and thinks about future snarky remarks and comebacks
• Hinata is convinced that if you eat a seed, a plant will grow inside your stomach
• Aone is super duper comfortable to lay on 
• Kageyama is quite a good artist when he tries. He sits in class doodling eyes in his notebook, when he’s not sleeping that is
• It is extremely easy to make Semi blush 
• Mad Dog is actually quite fond of Nishinoya but will never admit it
• Suna is saving up videos of the twins fighting for a compilation that he will present on their birthdays
• Yachi is scared of the dark so she has one of those cute lil unicorn lamps that you hit and it changes colour
• Ukai yells at anyone in the store who starts badmouthing Karasuno
• Terushima got drunk with the team someone pierced his tongue, they all still have no idea who did it
• Daichi can play the guitar, his hands are large and skilled enough to reach basically any chord
• Nishinoya fake-bangs literally the entire team if they bend over to pick up something
• Yamaguchi is afraid of spiders and makes Tsukki get them
• On the contrary, Akaashi owns a spider. A tarantula to be exact
• Kenma adores Halloween, it’s his favourite holiday

I’m so tired so that’s all I got. I hope you liked it :)

Reader:F
Character:Tōru Oikawa
Rating:E
Summary: Summer rain, who didn’t like summer rain. The heavy drops against the window, the smell of summer revival. How green everything looked when the clouds cleared. 
Warning:Smut, Cunnilingus, Sensory Deprivation, Thunderstorms, Blindfolds.
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Summer rain, who didn’t like summer rain. The heavy drops against the window, the smell of summer revival. How green everything looked when the clouds cleared. 

It seemed like summer rain was a universally loved experience, except for you. You hated summer rain, especially a summer thunderstorm. You woke up to the sight of a bright summer day, sun high in the sky, the heat of summer creeped through the house. But as morning turned to afternoon, the dark clouds loomed over the neighbourhood and suddenly there was a clap of thunder. 

Like angels playing bowling, the sky rumbled. You tightened the light hoodie of Oikawa’s you were wearing. Oikawa didn’t mind the summer rain, he was in the kitchen per usual, making some lunch for the both of you while you sat on the couch. 

Outside the large window in the living room was the swaying of branches, the darkening of the sky, and then the first heavy drops of the latest thunderstorm. You swallowed and tried to calm yourself down. Thunder and lightning gave you bad anxiety. the worry of being struck, branches breaking, the heavy wind sweeping you away. It was scary to say the least.

And when lightning crossed the sky in a flash, you jumped in your seat and let out a pained yelp. You heard the clattering of a knife in the kitchen and suddenly Oikawa was in the doorframe, wearing his old volleyball club t-shirt (that he was starting to outgrow) and athletic shorts. 

You pulled the hood over your head and looked at him, “it’s getting scary out there.” The minimal light that was coming into the living room left a deep shadow on your face as Oikawa approached you. 

He sat down beside you and pulled the hood off your head. There was another rumble of thunder and he held onto you. He kissed the top of your head like a true lover would. 

  “The rain can’t hurt you, not while I’m here.”

  “It’s scary Tōru.” You mumbled, “I don’t know how to describe it, it’s just scary. I hate it.” You clutched onto him harder as lightning crossed the sky and the rain became heavier.

He rubbed your back for a few moments to settle you down. He then said, “Let’s go to the bedroom and relax until the storm is over. I have an idea of what to do to help you calm down and forget all about the storm.” 

You asked, “What is it, Tōru?” 

He smiled, “Well, it involves my tongue. You spread out for me, and your inability to hear or see the rain. Just focusing on me.” He touched your chin, “Would that help my precious little baby?”

You loosened your grip a little and blushed, even after years of dating and months of living together. The idea of something so erotic made you flustered, however you couldn’t be like that too long as there was another hard rumble of thunder and you were back to clutching your boyfriend.

He chuckled, “Hold on.” And then picked you up in his arms. Your legs wrapped around his toned waist, your arms over his shoulders. He carried you by your bottom and walked through the house towards the bedroom.

Once he got inside, he dropped you onto the bed carefully. He kissed you on the cheek and rubbed your other one gently, “There, there. I’m going to get what we need. You get undressed and hold onto the pillow if needed. I’m not going far.” 

You whimpered, “Promise.” And then jolted when there was another clap of thunder. The sound of rain hitting the window.

  “Promise on my life.” He smiled as he let go of you as walked towards the collection of “fun” toys in a box in the closet. He pulled out noise cancelling headphones and a silk blindfold. He stared at the items for a few moments, this should block out anything that could scare you.

He then watched you get undressed and hold onto Oikawa’s pillow, burying your head in the scent like he wasn’t in the other end of the room. He then approached you with slow movements, he smiled at you gently and you peeked your eyes over the pillow. 

Thunder rumbled outside and you squeaked into the soft pillow as your legs laid spread out on the bed. You saw Oikawa’s gaze on you and you blinked at him as he reached the bed. He rounded to the side and ran his fingers through your hair. 

  “I promise, I’ll protect you from the storm. There is no need to ever worry about thunder or lightning hurting you.” He smiled as he motioned for you to lift your head to he could put the blindfold on. Once it was on you couldn’t see the flashes of lightning across the window. But the drums of thunder still left you tense. 

It seemed he had to take the tension out of your body. He carefully moved the pillow down and then slipped on the noise cancelling headphones. Leaving you in total sensory deprivation, which sounded a lot worse than what he was actually doing. 

He tapped two fingers on your midriff to signal your safe signal, two taps on that part of your body and he’d stop. From there he, got onto the bed and in between your bare thighs. 

He massaged your thighs, feeling the thickness under his palms. Oikawa loved your thighs, from the size, to the stretch marks to even the hair that was on them. He kissed them gently, his kisses wet and loud but you could only feel them not hear them.

You still clung to the pillow as Oikawa pushed your pussy lips apart with one hooked finger. Exposing your sweet sex to him as he admired your beauty. He made a pleased noise to himself before he kissed the junction between your pussy and thigh, then trailed those kissed across your opening until he reached your clit. 

He didn’t want to dive in unexpectedly, he worried about scaring you. You were hyper enough as it was because of the rain. Now you needed to simmer down and relax. 

He started to lap at your clit and you made small noises that you could feel exit your mouth but couldn’t hear them escape. Your nails dug into the soft blue pillow as Oikawa smiled to himself. He went back to lapping at your pussy. He then slowly inserted the finger he was using to hold your pussy open. It was accompanied by another finger and then another once you were wet enough to accommodate for it. 

You were sensitive in times like these, it felt like you were simply just a bundle of nerves that Oikawa could just play with. He heard you scratch at his pillow, the more he applied force to the movements of his fingers. 

  “My, my.” He said quietly, “What a beauty before me.” He said that to himself, but he hot breath made you want to rub your thighs together in want. But he kept them open with his free hand. He kissed and sucked at your clit, letting the bundle of nerves make lust run through you. 

And as it thundered outside, you barely flinched. Your capacity to think was clouded by your lust and want for Oikawa rather than the terrifying feeling of crashes of lightning and rumbles of thunder. 

He get go of your thigh and let your legs wrap around his head as he continued to lap at your clit and finger you full. He felt your wall contract around his digits and he groaned to himself. The rumble of his sounds made you feel over sensitive. You couldn’t hear your own noises or ragged breath as he continued to pleasure you. 

Oikawa could feel his cock harden in his shorts but he’d deal with it later. As he noticed you visibly relax the more he pleasured you, your thighs wrapped around his hand as hot breath blushed against your clit. 

He groaned as he now held onto both of your hips from the back and used his tongue to pleasure you, with light grazing of his teeth across one of your more sensitive areas. 

You were panting, it was music to Oikawa’s ears as he gripped your thighs as he moved his tongue. It wasn’t long before you felt the tightness of your thighs around his head, messing his hair. Your clit was hard and he smirked to himself as he went in for the final stroke of his tongue. 

You let out a loud gasp as there was a clash of thunder outside. You orgasmed in the dark room, the sun blocked out by storm clouds. Your gasp was followed by a breathless moan as pleasure shook you to the core. 

As you started to relax, he smiled to himself as he carefully pulled your thighs away from his head. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as he looked down at your aching cunt. He ran a careful finger across your lips and you tensed for a moment. 

He pulled away and got up the bed, his cock pressed against his thigh as he crawled up to you slowly. He slowly took off the headphones and said quietly, “That’s my girl.”

  “Tōru.” You said meekly, still blissed out from the experience. When he took of the blindfold, your beautiful eyes looked at him. Your cheeks were warmed with lust that made him smirk.

  “Liked that? Are you more settle. I think that storm is starting to settle.” He looked out the window and saw the grey sky was a lighter shade of grey now. He looked back at  you as you reached out for him.

You leaned up and kissed him on the lips passionately. You kiss lasted a few moments before Oikawa took the pillow out of your arms and laid down beside you. He took you in his arms and kissed the top of your head.

  “Better?” He asked, “Do you think lunch is in order?”

You nodded, “Let’s just lay here until I can use my arms again to get dressed.” You said, still recovering from the lustful feeling in your gut. 

The rain became lighter, the last remains of thunder gave their final growl and soon enough it would be the end of another summer thunderstorm. And you were still safe from the heavy droplets and the streaks of light across the sky.  

You know something broke inside of him at that moment when Kageyama dropped a setter dump in the last set

He tried to save the ball like his life depended on that one point

And when the it hit the floor

You know it broke something in him

Because some of the painful parts of the past started gushing out

But what makes Oikawa awesome is he picked himself up and pulled himself together almost instantly

thigh riding hq captains

warnings: pure smut lol, very slight degradation with daichi

characters: daichi sawamura, tetsurō kuroo, toru oikawa, kōtarō bokuto

request: hi omg i just started using tumblr again and i love your writing and can i request s/o riding captains thighs because that wud be spicy

a/n: god bless you for requesting this, it might be my favorite smut i’ve written so far tbh

daichi

- typically it isn’t very difficult to get daichi’s attention

-you’re literally his everything so his attention is on you always

- but sometimes he’s just extra busy and fails to give you your daily dose of daichi affection

- most times you just leave him be and wait until he isn’t busy anymore

- but sometimes you’re just so needy and you can’t help it

- and he secretly not so secretly loves it

“daichiii..” you whine at your boyfriend who just chuckles at you in amusement.

“what princess?” he asks, taking a moment to look away from the laptop screen he was focused on to glance at you. he is currently watching game clips from the volleyball team his is supposed to play in the upcoming week. he wants to study their plays so he could have a better understanding of what his team would be up against and how they should set up their offense and defense, but you are making it unnecessarily difficult.

“i want attention.” you huff, sitting up in your spot on the bed next to daichi so you could face him better.

“i’m giving you attention right now.” he laughs. he finds it extremely entertaining when you get like this, all whiny and extra just because he stopped giving you attention for a few minutes.

“but i want more.” you pout and he rolls his eyes at you.

“so needy, hm princess?”

you blush at the nickname. he calls you it twenty four seven, anywhere and everywhere you go but somehow it still never fails to make you feel giddy.

“just give me a few minutes ok? then you can have all the attention you want.” daichi says before giving you a quick peck on the lips.

now it’s your turn to roll your eyes because with daichi, a few minutes is never only a few minutes. especially when it comes to volleyball stuff, and you’re feeling quite impatient. so you decide to take matters into your on hands.

you get up from where you are currently seated and move closer to daichi, sitting so that both of your legs are on either side of his left thigh. he looks at you with a raised eyebrow as if he’s asking what you’re doing, and you just smile at him in response. you slowly start moving your hips, grinding them into the toned muscle of daichi’s thigh and he smirks.

“you’re something else, you know that?” he shakes his head before averting his attention back to his laptop. you continue with your antics, rolling your hips over and over against his thigh, but it’s not giving you the satisfaction that you’re craving. so you lift off of his leg ever so slightly, just enough so that you could pull off the shorts that were seemingly blocking you from receiving the friction that you desperately crave. now you’re just left in a pair of lacey panties and a shirt, tossing your shorts to the side and continuing your little mission. daichi keeps looking at you every so often, watching you use his leg for your own pleasure. if he thought he couldn’t concentrate before, he surely didn’t accommodate for this possibility. you watch his eyes linger on you, scanning your body and then focusing on your face which begins to heat up at his intense gaze.

“desperate little slut.” daichi groans as he watches you eagerly and you moan at his words.

“does it feel good?” he questions.

“hm, so good.” you hum as you continue jutting your hips in slow and smooth circles. you can feel yourself starting to get wet, the liquid pooling in your panties making the friction feel even better. daichi shuts his laptop and tosses it to the side, completely unable to focus on what he was doing anymore. he reaches under your shirt and starts lightly rubbing your sides, something he knows you like very much. you sigh at his touch, still moving your hips with a passion in an attempt to get yourself off. daichi eventually stops caressing your sides and begins lifting up your shirt with you helping him get it off. you aren’t wearing a bra so now your chest is on full display for your boyfriend and he looks like a starved man who’s just been presented a full course meal.

“so perfect.” he mumbles before taking one of your nipples into his mouth, his fingers fondling the other. he works his mouth perfectly, alternating between twirling circles around your nipple with his tongue and sucking and nipping lightly on the bud. you can’t help but let out a string of moans as a wave of pleasure crashes through your body.

“your mouth feels so good.” you compliment daichi and he smiles with a light chuckle.

you slowly start to feel your core get tight and it feels like every part of your body has become ten times more sensitive. your hip movements against daichi’s thigh get a bit more sporadic and he notices, so to help you reach your climax he moves his mouth from your nipples to your neck. your weak spot. as soon as he attaches his mouth to what he had learned is your sweet spot awhile ago, you feel yourself begin to come undone.

“oh god, i’m gonna cum.”

“yeah? be a good girl and cum for me.” daichi’s voice comes out raspy with lust and you can’t take it anymore.

you shiver as your orgasm consumes you. your body shakes slightly as you ride out your high, panting and moaning daichi’s name as you come down. he watches you attentively, his dick now throbbing in his shorts.

“satisfied princess?” he asks as he takes in your exhausted appearance.

“very.” you coo, feeling blissful from your intense climax.

“good, now it’s your turn to satisfy me.” daichi asserts, gesturing to the tent in his pants and you excitedly prepare to get him off too.

kuroo

- you and kuroo are alike in many ways

- you share a lot of the same interests, morals, and ideals

- but one thing you do NOT share

- is his like for strange low budget sci-fi movies

- you try your best to be interested in the movies because you love kuroo and enjoy spending quality time with him

- but you cannot, for the life of you, get past the cringey special effects and god awful acting

- so most times you just pass out and sleep for an hour or two or just leave the room completely

- and sometimes, you do something that interests you a bit more…

you yawn of boredom at the antagonizingly slow plot of the movie kuroo had put on. but you glance over at him and he’s purely invested in the storyline, eyes stuck to the tv screen as he mindlessly shoves handfuls of popcorn into his mouth and you chuckle to yourself at the sight.

“can you please stop staring at me and laughing? that’s kinda rude you know?” kuroo huffs, still not shifting his attention from the movie, yet highly aware of your gaze.

“sorry, you’re just way more entertaining than what’s going on in this movie.” you admit.

“you’re so lame.” he teases, “the movie is clearly a masterpiece but you’re just not intellectually inclined enough to see that.”

“right. so i’m dumb for not liking it?” you smile amusedly.

“yes, that’s exactly what i’m saying.” kuroo agrees, finally taking a moment to look at you, give you a sarcastic smile, then quickly look back at the tv screen. you laugh lightly at him again. it’s actually kind of cute how excited he gets over these movies, it almost makes it worth sitting through two hours of garbage just to be in his presence. almost.

“you’re such a dork.” you tease back but he doesn’t even hear it because he’s listening closely to what’s taking place on the screen. you roll your eyes and try focusing on the movie too. it actually does grasp your attention for a few minutes but completely loses it when a fight scene that looks like it was recorded with a prehistoric android shows up. you mentally groan, completely bored out of your mind. you’re currently cuddled up against kuroo on the couch, your head resting on his chest and his arm draped over your shoulder, a bowl of popcorn in his other. you decide you may as well just close your eyes and rest for a bit but as soon as you shut them, and idea sparks in your mind.

you release yourself from kuroo’s grasp and reposition yourself so that you’re sitting with your legs around his thigh. he barely even acknowledges your new position and you get slightly offended.

“seriously? is the movie really that good?” you ask, bringing his attention to you. he looks you over, raking your entire body up and down with his eyes slowly.

“yeah it is.” he says bluntly, very obviously trying to hold back a smirk. he knows what he’s doing, trying to rile you up and you’re letting him.

“hey, rude.” you scoff at him with a pout and he just ignores you, pulling you further into his trap. “fine then.” you mumble and begin stripping off your clothes until you’re fully naked and you place yourself back onto his thigh. now he’s looking at you in amusement.

“you’re so fucking hot.” he praises.

“thanks, but don’t look at me. keep watching your movie since it’s so interesting.” you say shortly.

he raises and eyebrow at you and shrugs, looking back to the tv. he likes when you get bratty like that, and you like doing it too because although kuroo is usually dominant as it is, that’s when dominant dominant kuroo comes to play. and you love it. you also know that shrug means trouble for you later.

you push up the fabric of his shorts a little bit so you can have skin to skin contact with his thigh, wanting this to feel as good as it possibly can. kuroo pretends not to notice your actions but you know he’s watching you in his peripheral vision, which gets you going. you drag your hips along his thigh in back and forth motions at a steady and even pace, making sure to moan just loud enough for kuroo to get all hot and bothered. although he’s pretending as though he’s paying you no mind, you know very well he’s seething in his skin. he hates being teased, and that’s exactly what you’re doing.

“such a tease.” he snarks, finally directing his attention to you again.

“really? me? no, i don’t thinks so.” you joke and now he’s the one rolling his eyes at you. 

“you know what happens to bratty girls who interrupt me while i’m watching a movie?” 

you visually swallow at his words, the change in the tone of his voice which was now laced with subtle aggression making your pussy pulse. but you keep up your bratty persona, really wanting to pull the dominant kuroo you’re looking for out of his cave.

“i’m not really interrupting anything, no one said you have to pay attention to me.” you retort still rolling your hips against his thigh and moaning softly every so often. kuroo shakes his head, a smirk beginning to form on his face.

“oh so you wanna be punished?” kuroo grunts and you choose not to reply. you just continue grinding your now dripping cunt against his leg, maintaining eye contact with him as you let out a lewd moan of his name. big mistake. before you can even comprehend what’s happening, you’re flipped onto your back, fingers digging into your hips as kuroo pins you down and hovers above you.

“fine then, so be it.” he continues.

you most definitely CANNOT walk the next morning.

oikawa

- oikawa is truly amazing at planning dates for the two of you

- like he really just enjoys impressing you and making you swoon, it makes his heart very happy 

- typically you prefer your casual dates where you two just hang out and get ice cream together or something simple like that

- but it is nice to get dressed up every one in awhile and go somewhere fancy, so you’re fairly excited for this date he has planned

- mostly because oikawa says he has a surprise for you, a dress he bought you to wear for this date

- says he saw it and couldn’t not buy it for you because he thought it’d look so sexy on you

- and boy, was he right

“holy shit.” he breathes as you walk out of the bathroom where you had just finished getting dressed up. hair done, makeup on, and the beautiful dress that oikawa bought you hugging you perfectly. 

“you like?” you ask, giving him a little twirl so he could see the back too. he stays quiet, just taking in the sight in front of him. very clearly and obviously in awe.

“toru?” you tilt your head and snap a couple times at your silent boyfriend and he snaps out of his trance. 

“come here.” is all he says and you walk over to his spot on the edge of the bed. he pulls you into his lap with ease and you find yourself straddling him, your dress rising up your thighs a bit. you readjust yourself so that you’re just sitting on one of his legs rather than both in order to relieve some of the tension on the dress. 

“toru, you’re gonna tear the dress.” you giggle at his eagerness.

“sorry, you just look so good. had to get my hands on you.” he confesses as his hands find their way to your ass, caressing it through the fabric. you smile before grabbing him by the tie he’s wearing and giving him a kiss. the kiss was meant to be short and sweet but somehow ended up becoming messy and hot. your fingers are laced in his hair, tugging at it occasionally while his hands continue to massage your ass. you moan into his mouth and he grins before moving his hands up from your ass to your hips.

he guides them skillfully, moving them so that now your hips are gliding against his clothed thigh. you moan at the sudden sensation, and he pulls away from the kiss to look at you.

“i want you the keep riding my thigh like this until you cum, got it?” he directs.

“but toru, our reservation. we’re gonna-“

“shh. the faster you make yourself cum, the quicker we’ll be able to leave.” he asserts and you follow his instructions obediently.

he just leans back on his elbows and watches you, a deep blush across his face. though he comes off like the selfish type, oikawa is the kind of person who gets pleasure just from seeing other people in pleasure. so watching you desperately grind your hips into his leg while moans of his name and other pretty sounds are spilling from your lips is almost enough to make him cum himself. but he manages to keep himself together and continues to watch you circle your hips around his thigh.

“hm, i’m getting close. can you help me?” you ask oikawa, your eyes shut and head thrown back in pleasure.

“mm, how do you want me to help pretty girl?” he responds.

“touch me, please just touch me.” you practically beg and he hums at how cute he thinks you are. he places his thumb on your clit, rubbing small circles on it.

“fuck oikawa.” you moan, now moving your hips on his thigh and his finger. he starts palming himself through his pants to relieve some of the pressure that had built up there and groans at his own touch which sends a chill throughout your body. oikawa’s moans are your favorite thing ever, them alone can get you dripping wet within seconds.

“moan for me again baby, you sound so good.” you say breathlessly and he elicits yet another arousing moan causing you to let out one of your own. he begins moving his thumb faster along your clit, wanting to make you unravel right then and there and he is successful in his pursuit.

“gonna cum.” is all you can muster before a back arching orgasm forces its way through your body and it takes everything in oikawa’s willpower not to be right there along with you.

“jesus.” he mutters, eyes still locked on you as he watches you slowly revive back to your normal self.

“that’s why you bought me this dress huh?” you say once you’re finally able to form coherent sentences again. “just to see me cum in it?” you continue, shaking your head at the realization.

“well would you look at that, if we don’t leave now we’ll definitely miss our reservation so we should probably go.” oikawa dodges the question and all you can do is laugh.

if this was the case, he could buy you new dresses whenever he’d like.

bokuto

- bokuto and you share a love for thighs

- he’s obsessed with yours

- and you’re equally as obsessed with his

- so ever since you first tried thigh riding with him, he’s been throwing subtle hints for you to do it again

- “damn, my thigh is really cold. wish someone would sit on.”

- “would be a shame if a pretty girl was grinding on my thigh right now huh?”

- “imagine if you rode my thigh again haha, that’d be wild.”

- the only reason why you didn’t give in is because you didn’t want it to be like an everyday thing, you want it to be a bit more special

- but after a bit of waiting, you’re more than ready for it

you have just finished your period so your horny meter is off the charts and it’s always like this. a week without touching and advanced hormone levels, it’s no surprise you feel the way you do. so of course you really want nothing more other than to relieve yourself right now, and you know just the way to do that.

you and bokuto are out on a movie date. you’ve been trying so hard to suppress the desire burning in your core the whole night, but it’s pretty much impossible at this point. so when the movie ends you make it very clear to bokuto what type of mood you’re in as you leave the movie theater.

“when we get to the car, i want you to park it somewhere secluded then we’re hopping into the backseat.” you whisper to him as you leave the building and make your way to the parking lot. he shoots you a look, trying to read whether you’re joking or not. once he sees the deadpan look on your face, he knows you’re serious.

“oh? is my baby horny?” he asks unnecessarily loud. you hit him roughly on the arm as another couple that’s walking by overhears and looks at you weirdly.

“can you say it even louder? i don’t think the entire city heard you.” you snark and he laughs at your embarrassment.

“you shouldn’t be embarrassed about it baby. if you want me to fuck you, just say it with your whole chest.” he shrugs as the two of you reach his car, departing ways so you can get in on the passenger side.

“i don’t want you to fuck me though. i wanna ride your thigh until i’m shaking and cumming all over it.” you smile to him across the car and his face goes red.

“in the car, now.” he orders and you follow. it’s silent for a minute before bokuto pulls out of the parking space.

“is this what you’ve been thinking about all night?” bokuto asks, his hand resting on your thigh while his thumb rubs light circles over the skin which gives you shivers. “i could tell, you seemed like your mind was elsewhere.” he finishes.

“i mean yeah, it’s all i’ve been thinking about for awhile actually.” you admit.

“why didn’t you tell me? you know i’ve hinted to wanting you to do it again like a gazillion times.”

“i know, i know. but it’s not something that i want to make a habit, i want it to be more of a special thing.” you say shyly and he flashes you a quick smile.

“you’re so fucking adorable, what even.” he coos before pulling into a deserted parking lot behind a building that had already closed for the night.

once he’s perfectly positioned into a parking space, he puts the car in park and turns the engine off. then he leans over to kiss you, his hand still tenderly placed on your thigh, the other cupping your chin so he can tilt your head and deepen the kiss. just like you’re obsessed with bokuto’s thighs, you’re obsessed with his kisses. he always kisses you so deeply, with so much passion and it makes you weak. after kissing for a few minutes, the two of you finally pull away to breathe.

“are you ready?” you ask bokuto breathlessly.

“more than ready.” he replies and with that you and him make your way into the backseat. bokuto sits first and then you place yourself on top of one of his thighs. you would be lying if you said you didn’t wear a skirt tonight specifically for this reason, and you’re so glad you made that decision. you also intentionally wore your thinnest pair of panties so that you could get more from your arousal. though this makes it very easy for bokuto to notice that you’re already soaking wet.

“jesus baby, you really are horny huh?” he groans at the feeling on his leg. you nod and look away from him, a little embarrassed at how you’re already so hot and bothered just from thinking about this. bokuto notices and uses his index finger to lift your chin and bring your gaze back to his.

“hey, look at me.” he says softly, “start riding.”

the shift in his tone from the soft one he was just using is alerting, and you obey his demand eagerly. you begin making short strides with your hips, rocking them back and fourth agaist bokuto’s leg while he rubs your thighs in the process. you moan as a shock of arousal shoots itself throughout your body. you steady yourself by holding onto bokuto’s shoulders and continue rocking your hips in quick motions. bokuto’s eyes don’t know where to land. he keeps switching between looking down at your hips as you grind them expertly against his thigh, and looking at your face which would occasionally scrunch up in pleasure as you moan. both making him unbearably hard.

bokuto knows you just ended your period. in turn, he knows that means your nipples are extra sensitive so he reaches under your shirt and unclaspes your bra, tossing it on the seat beside him. he then begins rubbing your already hard nipples between his fingers which earns a breathy moan of his name from you. between the intense feeling of pleasure between your legs and now the added pleasure of having your nipples played with, you know you’re not going to last much longer. so you unbutton bokuto’s pants after noticing how hard he is and grasp his erect member, making long strokes along the shaft before rubbing your thumb around the tip. you want him to cum with you and judging by the noises you’re getting out of him, you’re wish will come true. you continue riding his thigh and stroking his dick, while he continues playing with your nipples and you start to feel yourself get hotter and hotter.

“kiss me.” you say to bokuto and he happily obliges, attaching his lips to yours roughly. now the two of you are moaning into each other’s mouths as you get closer to you’re orgasms, doing everything you can to reach them.

“fuck, i’m almost there.” bokuto moans against you.

“me too.” you moan as well, your movements against bokuto’s thigh becoming more sloppy. your moans are increasing in volume and you know you’re both close.

“shit.” is all bokuto gives to warn you before he’s cumming all over your hand and the sight sends you over. you’re whole body tenses as your orgasm rolls through you, you gripping more tightly onto bokuto’s shoulders at the sensation.

you both give each other a minute to come down, still panting and trying to catch your breaths.

“i’m so in love with you y/n.” bokuto sighs once he’s finally caught his breath and you chuckle at his confession.

“i’m in love with you too kōtarō.”

jealousy

warnings: none, just jealous oikawa lol

characters: toru oikawa x reader

request: Hello! I found your blog and really love your work and I was wondering if you could make a oikawa x reader oneshot of him being jealous. Like some guy(s) is/ (are) flirting with the reader and Oikawa gets jealous and things. I really never find one of oikawa being jealous and things. If you can’t do it that’s okay. I hope you have a wonderful day. Thank you. (With the (s) and (are) I’m just gonna let you do as you wish if you won’t more then one guy or not idk srry)

a/n: i was gonna make this nsfw but honestly i like it better this way, and hopefully you do too :) but if y’all want this in a smutty version, i will gladly oblige lol

toru oikawa

- oikawa is a fairly confident person as most may know

- some may even say he’s overly confident or possibly even conceited 

- but you don’t see it that way

- you just see a guy who’s comfortable in his own skin and takes pride in his abilities

- and because of oikawa’s confidence, he’s not typically one to get jealous very easily

- maybe a bit defensive, or slightly possessive

- but never fully jealous

- until he meets tetsuro kuroo for the first time that is

- kuroo happens to take quite a liking to you

- and let’s just say oikawa isn’t happy about that

- at all

of course you have shown up to the huge volleyball tournament your boyfriend is currently taking part in, you wouldn’t miss it for the world. you absolutely adore watching oikawa play because you get to witness a side of him that you don’t normally get to see. a more serious and focused side. a side of him solely driven by determination and desire, and you quite like seeing such passion physically radiate from his skin as he plays. it’s captivating really, so captivating that you don’t even notice the presence of the tall figure moving closely beside you until his arm accidentally brushes against yours. 

“oh, my bad. i was just trying to move closer to get a better view of the game.” the stranger says. he’s tall, dark hair, slender yet muscular build. his hazel eyes are looking down at you apologetically as he gives you a quick smile and you return him a smile as well. 

“no worries. you play?” you ask, taking in the man’s appearance. he’s wearing a volleyball uniform so you don’t even know why you asked that, the answer blatantly obvious. but you figured it would be a nice way to make conversation nonetheless. 

“i do, i’m a middle blocker. supposed to play the winning team of this game actually. that’s why i came to watch.” he says tilting his head down to the court where your boyfriend is currently playing. “i’m tetsuro by the way, but you can call me kuroo. or whatever you prefer.” he turns his attention back to you, holding out his right hand for you to shake. you take his hand in yours, shaking it firmly.

“i’m y/n, nice to meet you kuroo.” you say kindly before turning your attention back to the game that you had temporarily forgotten about. you lock eyes with oikawa who’s looking up at you with an expression that you can’t quite read. but what you do know is he does not look happy despite the fact that his team had just scored a point, giving them a five point lead in a round that can win them the whole game. you frown a bit, confused as to why he’s upset. 

“you know him or something?” kuroo asks you, raising an eyebrow as he speaks. 

“who oikawa? yeah, i know him very well. he’s my boyfriend.” you respond and there’s a slight glint of disappointment in kuroo’s eyes. 

“ahh i see, should’ve known a pretty girl like you wouldn’t be single.” kuroo sighs and you can’t help but blush at the nice compliment. 

“haha, thank you. but yes, i’m happily taken.” you smile, glancing down to oikawa who still looks somewhat frustrated. 

“i’ve heard from mutual friends that oikawa can be quite the handful. is that true?” kuroo asks genuinely. 

“mm, i suppose. he can be complicated sometimes, he’s got a very unique personality. but it’s nothing i can’t handle. i think we’re really good together.” you defend your boyfriend and kuroo flashes you a smirk. 

“he’s a lucky dude, that oikawa. you’re stunning and you seem like you have a great head on your shoulders.” kuroo flirts and again you feel yourself start to blush. it’s not that you’re actually interested in this guy. sure, he’s attractive and all, but your heart is with oikawa and it always will be. it’s just that compliments always seem to fluster you, no matter who they’re from. 

oikawa can spot your blush and the way you’re smiling and giggling while speaking to kuroo from his spot on the court. he has no clue what it means, but an intense sensation of heat is building in his chest and he suddenly feels the urge to punch something. better yet, punch someone.he’s up to serve and if anyone in the gym hadn’t known something was up with oikawa’s mood before, they most definitely notice it now. oikawa is infamous for having an insanely powerful serve, even when he isn’t currently seething over the hot shot stranger flirting with his girlfriend in the stands. so you can only imagine the sheer amount of power he serves the ball with while his anger builds within him as he watches you and the dark haired guy from the corner of his eye. the harsh sound of his skin meeting the smooth leather of the ball is like something you’ve never heard before. the frown on his face as he hits it, his eyebrows knitted closely together and his bottom lip tucked tightly between his teeth, it’s clear that he’s mad. really mad. and the sound the ball makes when it smacks the floor on the other side of the net, seemingly not even taking half a second to get there, is gut retching. you’re sure that if anyone had even dared to receive that, they may as well have been asking for death. your eyes go wide and the stadium goes quiet for a solid second before cheers and chants of oikawa’s name echo all throughout the building. that was the winning point, and to the outside viewer they may just suspect that oikawa served the ball like that to solidify his teams’ victory. but you know there’s a deeper routed reason behind that unnecessarily powerful serve. 

“sheesh, does your boyfriend always serve like that at game point? definitely gonna have to warn my teammates about that.”  kuroo says, clearly in awe over the hit. 

“he’s usually powerful, but not like that. that was different. something’s wrong.” you realize and begin to make your way over to the stairs of the stands so you could figure out what’s got your boyfriend so obviously distraught. 

“well it was nice meeting you y/n, thanks for keeping me company throughout the game.” kuroo calls after you and you turn to face him.

“same to you kuroo.” you respond, not knowing that oikawa is glaring at the two of you aggravatedly as he waits for you to finish making your way down the stairs.

“what was that about?”

“what was that about?” 

you two ask in unison as soon as you’re in each other’s presence. 

“you first.” you say, looking into oikawa’s eyes with anticipation. he rolls his eyes at you, placing one hand on his hip and the other on the bridge of his nose. 

“are you serious? you really have no idea of why i’m upset? no ideas at all?” he sighs, removing his hand from his nose and you frown at him in confusion. 

“no? did i do something?” you ask. your voice soft with guilt even though you have no clue what you even feel guilty for. 

“that dude, fucking abercrombie model over there. he was flirting with you the entire game. it was hard to concentrate when he was practically sucking your face right in front of me.” oikawa huffs dramatically and you can’t help but let out a small laugh.

“you mean kuroo? he does kind of look like an abercrombie model huh?” you giggle and oikawa looks like he’s about to blow a fuse.

“you think this is funny? well it’s not y/n. it was seriously annoying watching him make you smile and laugh like that. what’d you say his name is? kuroo? i hate him. i hate kuroo.” oikawa pouts. 

“oikawa babe, are you jealous?” you ask with a teasing smile and he shoots you the most intense look he’s ever given you.

“me? why would i be jealous. literally what is there to be jealous of? like ok yeah, he has cool hair. and he’s tall. and he’s got a nice face. and his volleyball team is actually pretty good. but that does NOT mean i’m jealous y/n. i’m never jealous. ever.” oikawa huffs and you find it painfully difficult not to full on laugh at him. 

“i hate to break it to you pretty boy, but you sound a bit jealous.” you say, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder.

“yeah whatever.” he mumbles, lifting your hand to his face so he can nuzzle into your touch a bit. “i guess i just felt intimidated by him, and i’ve never really felt like that before so i didn’t know how to react. i just got really angry, as i’m sure you saw.” he continues, scratching the back of his head awkwardly. “but i trust you, and i know you weren’t flirting back. you were just being friendly because that’s who you are, and i love that about you. so i apologize for overreacting like that, that was kind of stupid.” 

your heart.

“it wasn’t stupid toru, everyone falls victim to jealousy at least once. i’m just glad to see that you care enough to get that upset.” you laugh lightly. 

“well duh, i’m too in love with you to not get upset over that.” he says, placing a finger under your chin before lifting your face up for a kiss. the kiss is passionate, far too passionate to be happening in a gym full of tons of people but that’s oikawa for you. he couldn’t care less about what other people think, especially when he’s with you. when he’s with you, it’s just you and him. no one else matters.

well…

“that was a killer serve oikawa, hope to see it again when we play you in a little bit.” a familiar voice rings from beside you. you disconnect the kiss and open your eyes, greeted by a very smug looking kuroo. you thought you had seen oikawa reach peak anger earlier, but you stand corrected. if looks could kill, kuroo would be long deceased by now, already buried six feet under. but kuroo is completely unbothered and just walks away with that trying smirk of his. 

“oh i’ll gladly serve like that again, right at your face.” oikawa whispers with a sadistic grin. 

it’s safe to say that kuroo’s team does not win this game.

not even close. 

➳ “could’ve been nicer to me today.”

warnings: kuroo’s is a lil suggestive but otherwise, none

characters (random): toru oikawa, wakatoshi ushijima, tobio kageyama, satori tendou, kiyoomi sakusa, tetsurō kuroo, kenma kozume

a/n: this is inspired by the old tiktok trend, i’m not sure if anyone’s done it before but the idea just randomly sprouted in my mind so here we are lol :)

if this gets enough likes, i’ll make a part 2 with more of the boys :) also,, tendou’s has a typo but just pretend it doesn’t lmao

brazil arc oikawa was just,, so beautiful

He’s literally a nerd and i love him

“Talent is something you make bloom; instinct is something you polish.”

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oikawa cardboard cutout for president 2021

congrats on the bronze medal king

only one shade baby pink seijoh third years and we all agree that they deserved better right

Pick one

Itachi Uchiha

Toru Oikawa

Satoru Gojo

Levi Ackerman

Neji Hyuga

Sebastian Michaelis

Killua Zoldyck

Katsuki Bakugo

Might’ve just realized I’m an Oikawa kinnie

teenagepurseslimepeanut:

My “friend” just said she didn’t fuck with Osamu and all I can say is that I’m accepting new friend applications

I think imma have to stop being her friend she said Oikawa and Iwaizumi are “eh”

Happy Birthday | Tōru Oikawa x Reader

Of course, I had to upload something for Tōru’s birthday

Masterlist

Summary: Your son surprises Tōru.

I named the child kai because it bothers me to put s/n or c/n

When your son told you about his idea to surprise Tōru for his birthday you instantly encouraged him to do so. You knew his surprise would make your husband very happy.

You didn’t know a bit of Japanese and you couldn’t trust the internet translator either, so you ended up asking Oikawa’s friends for help.

For weeks you and your son were zoom with Iwaizumi, Matsukawa, and Hanamaki. The trio was in charge of teaching Kai how to pronounce the words that she wanted to dedicate to her father.

You were really grateful to the three of them for taking the time to be able to help them and for having the patience to teach Kai. Then you will be in charge of sending them alfajores and dulce de leche as a thank you.

Tōru’s birthday had finally arrived and you could feel your little one’s nerves because he was too quiet while he helped you prepare breakfast for the birthday boy.

“You don’t have to be nervous, Kai” you tousled it affectionately “You practiced a lot so it will be fine”

After that, the two of them headed up to your bedroom. You smiled when you saw your husband, even sleeping he looked beautiful.

“Tōru” you called him and placed the tray carefully on the night table “Tōru” you pricked his cheek.

“Mmm”

“Happy birthday, Tōru”

When Oikawa opened his eyes he met your smile. He pulled his hand out from under the covers to take yours and pull your body with him into the house, making you laugh. It was music to his ears. A very good way to start his birthday.

“Come on Kai, don’t you want to say hi to your dad?” You called him when you saw him stay at the door.

The boy took a step forward and looked at his hands before looking at you two.

“Happy birthday, dad” you nodded with a smile making the little one feel more confident “You are the best! I love you!”

Tōru started crying when he heard his son speak in Japanese. Of course, Kai didn’t have a perfect pronunciation but he didn’t care about that, it meant a lot to him that his son will take the time to learn those words in his native language.

You weren’t surprised to see your husband with tears in his eyes. You knew he regretted not having enough time to teach him Japanese so at this moment he will treasure it forever.

“Did I say it wrong? Didn’t you like it?” Kai asked nervously thinking that that was the reason for Oikawa’s tears.

“No, no, no, you did it perfectly” he said as he awkwardly got up from the bed and ran to hug him “Thank you very much”

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