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malereadermaniac · 2 months
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Omega team manager x Random Guys
How Kuroo, Daichi, Bokuto, Atsumu, Ushijima, and Oikawa as alphas would interact with their Omega!manager
I'm fucking FEEDING u lot with this one it's SO LONGGG
Also sorry if some of these guys are OOC I haven't watched Haikyuu in 3 years xoxo
Sfw and Nsfw - fem readers and minors dni!!!
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Kuroo sfw
He wasn't opposed to the idea of having an omega as his team manager, infact Kuroo was quite keen on the idea
He liked the idea of the team leader being an alpha and their manager being an omega
But he didn't let on that he fucking loved it
Kuroo immediately became protective over you, but in a more detached way
He would hang out with you, scenting your stuff over time to reek of his pheromones
After a few months, the rest of the team, as well as every other alpha in the school had backed off from you
The two of you took forever to even start courting
But it wasn't bad that way, you received the same amount of attention from Kuroo that you would if he was to court you
Kuroo would give you his team jacket to wear when the team was running laps outside, his scent enveloping you
The built alpha would tell you to cheer extra loud for him before a game
Eventually, the alpha mustered up the courage to court you, and the two of you have been together for ages now
Dates every weekend, study dates if you have exams the next week
Sleepovers after dates were mandatory
And you two were insufferable at college, Kuroo loved to rub his relationship in everyone's face - you were a very popular and sought after omega, so Kuroo liked to make sure people knew you were claimed
"I fuckin' love it when you wear my volleyball tank, babe - can't have an omega as handsome as you walk around without even a trace of my scent"
Kuroo nsfw
What escalated your relationship from courting to dating was your heat
The two of you were at Kuroo's house, home alone studying for a quiz the following monday
You knew your heat was due soon, but soon meant in a week, not THAT day
What set you off were Kuroo's pheromones, the strong smell of musk mixed with woody scents sent you over the edge
The alpha noticed your panting and blushed face immediately
He apologised, kept his distance and told you several times not to do something you two would regret
Fast forward to the two of you dating, Kuroo's rut
His carnal desires took over and you were willing to help
His chiselled body, gleaming with sweat stood naked infront of you, your alpha looking down at you with hazy eyes
Your knees buckled from his pheromones
An hour had gone by and Kuroo was still sloppily eating you out, not even putting a finger in you, his rut keeping his focus only on the addictive taste of your slick leaking ass
Once your alpha had finally had his fill, he moved on to fucking you
Kuroo's rut made him ruthless, fucking you with vigor, panting and grunting into your ear, biting your body and covering you in marks possessively
The room was hot and stuffy with the smell of sweat, alpha pheromones, omega pheromones, cum and slick - but Kuroo and you kept going until his rut finally started to let up
"My Omega- HAHH! FUCK! Go-oood Omega-! Love you- so fuckin' - GAHH- SO FUCKIN MUCH"
Daichi sfw
He knew you before you became Kurasuno's manager
Daichi was practically courting you by the time you became the teams manager - so nishinoya and tanka were quickly put off of you once they smelled Daichi's pheromones all over you
Again, being one of the few male Omega's at your college made you highly sought after
Daichi always told you how lucky he was to have your love
He's the softest Alpha you've ever met, gentle touches juxtapose his rough hands
He likes that the two of you are relatively popular, people watch as the two of you walk together and think that you're the perfect couple
Daichi likes to cuddle you, scent you constantly and to always feel his hands on you or vice versa
The alpha has no clue about PDA, he kisses you in corridors - his Alpha then prolonging the kiss to a make-out session that lasts the whole of lunch - it's up to you to drag him away to a more private area
Daichi is completely head over heels for hid omega
"I'm so glad we're together, I'm so lucky to be with you, (y/n). I love you, darling~"
Daichi nsfw
Daichi is the complete opposite of himself when he's in a rut
He isn't violent, but his grip changes from soft to firm on you, he shows his possessive side a lot more - calling you "Mine" and "My Omega" instead of his usual nicknames for you
He fucks you hard and each of his rounds last ages - Daichi being a manager of a volleyball team being incredibly daunting once his stamina gets applied to sex
Once his ruts ends, Daichi has to care for you for at least 2 days, your lower half not working at all
On the other hand, during your heats Saichi becomes a fat tease
The alpha fucking loves when you get desperate for him, it awakens something carnal within him
He makes out with you for a while as you grind into him, calling you owt names and cooing at you mockingly while you try to get off
Then, Daichi will only finger you for a while until you start literally crying for his knot
Finally when he gives in and fucks you, Daichi goes mental - you'd think he was in a rut
He jerks you off while he fucks hard into your prostate, making you cum over and over again, desperate for his knot
Thank god that you're on contraceptives, because by the end of your heat, you get the best of your alpha at least once or twice, his knot locking him inside of you while your walls tighten and milk his dick
"Fuck baby~ So- tight! 'M sorry baby, cumin- CUMMING! Fu... fuck baby, soo good baby"
Bokuto sfw
This man was ALL over you the moment you became the manager
Bokuto would flirt with you on the daily, and you would flirt back - your confidence and charisma made the owl-haired alpha want you even more
He was always friendly towards you, seeing you as more than an object like most other alphas - he more wanted to be your friend than to mate you
Only once he was in a pre-rut and had to spend a few hours with you did Bokuto fall for you - you were such a caring Omega for him, doting on him and providing him with anything he needs
After that Bokuto was still all over you but now in aims to court you
Which you gladly let the strong, muscular, Alpha captain of your college volleyball team do
So once Bokuto marked you, the two of you became THE college couple
People envied you for dating Bokuto and others envied Bokuto for dating you
He always has an arm around your waist or shoulders, Bokuto has to let people know that he's your alpha
He likes that you're witty for an omega, you're not super soft spoken - you match his vibe, he fucking adores that shit
He tries to be the best alpha he can for you, so he always pays for your meals and other things no matter how much you protest - it inflates his ego (his chest litterally puffs up)
He loves spending time with you more than anyone else, Bokuto has never felt the way he does with you with anyone else
"You're mine, cutie~ My fuckin' perfect Omega... You're my everything, (y/n)"
Bokuto nsfw
Bokuto's demeanor in bed depends on if your in heat or if he's in a rut or not - in the best ways possible
If you're in heat and Bokuto is helping you through it, he's caring and careful with you - taking care of each of your needs
He's happy to be a dildo for you to use, a scenting and biting machine that you use to feel better
He rubs your tummy while he fucks you hard, his dick makes your belly bulge slightly - the euphoric feeling making the burn in your stomach from your heat dissappear
On the other hand, if Bokuto's in a rut he's an animal
Bokuto loves the sounds you make, they ground him while he pounds you to high heaven, pumping cum into your hole while you squirm and moan under him
He loves the scent you make when you're horny, your sweat and your pheromones keeping the ache in his gut at bay while he drills your hole with his swelling, veiny dick
But unlike most Alphas Bokuto can remain mainly conscious during his ruts
Due to that consciousness, Bokuto makes you blow him at some points, which eventually turns into him mouthfucking you
The alpha marks your whole body when in a rut, grunting and groaning your name into your ear with nothing but lust and love dripping off of his tongue
"Jeusus- fuck- (y/n)- CUMMING! FUCK- Fuck yeah! My fuckin' omega- take my- SHIT- Take my fuckin' pups babe~ I fucking love you- I need you!"
Atsumu sfw
He'd heard of you before you became the team manager
Atsuma had never gotten the hype over Omegas - that was until he met you
The way you doted on every single team member, made sure they each had water or a towel or anything, the way you cheered him on at the side of the court - it made his Inner Alpha jump with joy
Atsumu had never wanted someone as badly as he wanted you - and he was gonna get what he wanted
You noticed him talking to you more, Atsumu would purposefully show-off the height difference between you both while releasing his scent to envelop you
It flustered you st first, but as time went on you embraced the Alpha trying to subtly flirt with you
When the two of you finally started dating, Atsumu had never felt lighter, everything just felt right with you
You took care of him, keeping him in check and fully shouting at him when he gets too high and mighty
The alpha would always buy you gifts, take you out in expensive dates but most of all he liked to have sleepovers with you
You would go to his house and Atsumu would cook for you, really charm you with his looks and skills then cuddle you all night while breathing in your pheromones like air
Atsumu nsfw
Atsumu really understood the hype around Omegas when he first helped you through a heat
The alpha got lost in your scent, the lewd sounds you would make, the way you would beg for him like you needed him to live, and oh god the way you tasted and felt around him
Atsumu felt like he physically couldn't stop fucking you, his hips having a mind of their own as he pounded your loose, slicked up hole
Atsumu is also found that he's a really mean Alpha in bed, something about you brings that out of him
And he found out that you fucking live for his degradation and teasing
He loves the idea of teasing you and laughing at you while your heat is eating at you, your body writhing from the feeling in your stomach as your ass craves for his knot
Atsumu is so mean to you it turns you on so much
He teases your dick, going as far as calling it a pussy as he rubs your dick against his palm while he only just fingers at your proste
You squirt more and more slick out of your ass until Atsumu finally gives in to your pleas and absolutely ravages your ass
Your walls tighten around your Alphas dick while he fucks up into your prostate with every thrust
Moans and grunts echo in the room, Atsumu's veiny hand wraps around your throat and he squeezes gently while your hands dart to his muscular back and scratch him like a scratching post
By the time you've came for a 3rd time, Atsumu has filled your hole up to the brim
Your alpha is 6 loads in and is still willing to push through till the end of your heat ♡
"You're so cute, Omega~ Such a pathetic excuse of a man, such a cute little dick, look at you squirting sterile cum all over yourself"
Ushijima sfw
Omegas avoided Ushijima like the plague, even for an alpha he was huge and scary
So when you showed none of that when interacting with Ushijima, you had caught his eye straight away
He liked how kind you were, caring and doting like any other Omega but in a natural way - not in an overly exaggerated way like he had seen other Omegas behave around his teammates
The rest of the team noticed how much Ushijima was head over heels doe you - and they supported it so so much
He liked the height difference between you two, Ushijima would focus on how small you were compared to him even for an Omega, your small waist which his veiny hands could easily wrap around were on his mind practically 24/7
Once the team started to push Ushijima to court you, it was funny to see how you, as an Omega, were pulling most of the weight - making all the first moves while Ushijima blushes away
You were his first everything- his first crush, his first courting, his first kiss, and first time - He was like a schoolgirl around you
But once he mustered up the courage to ask you to be his, you were ecstatic - and so was the rest of the team
Dating the massive alpha was incredible, he was rich so of course Ushijima spoiled you
He compliments you so, so much in a nonchalant way - saying shit like "You're the most gorgeous man I've ever laid my eyes on" like it isn't the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to you!
And you two go on so many romantic and heartfelt dates, many of which happen at your house
Ushijima absolutely loves it when you cook for him, he sits down at the table and watches you cook away while you talk to him about something random
The whole time your words going in one ear and out the other while your muscular Alpha fantasises about you doing this for him everyday of the rest of his life after marrying you - which he most definitely plans on doing
"(Y/n) Ushijima~ I like the sound of that. Would you like to marry me, my omega? I think we'd make beautiful pups, don't you?"
Ushijima nsfw
Again, you were his first everything - so of course you were the Alpha's first time, too
The first time you helped Ushijima through a rut was insane, the poor virgin Alpha could not stop for his life
His scent was extremely powerful from the pure excitement and lust he was feeling, Ushijima was fucking you at an animalistic pace while he grunted and moaned so loud that the entire Ushijima estate could probably hear
He'd already came 4 times, his hips not stopping once, your dick overstimulated as you moaned and cried - Ushijima apologising between moans, drunk and high off of his rut
He'd never felt such pleasure before, a pure and constant rush if dopamine flooding his brain as he fucks his pups into you, his knot now just pushing in and out of you - the pain and pleasure mixing like the smell of pheromones and sweat in the Alpha's room
By the time Ushijima had regained consciousness and control over his body, he was appalled at himself
His eyes glanced over your body, widening in horror at the state your body was in - bite marks on every little patch of skin, bruises all over your hips and neck and wrists, cum still leaking out of your loose hole and your body covered in dried, sticky cum
After being bombarded with apologise, you calmed Ushijima down and promised that you enjoyed yourself
A part of him also felt really guilty that when he saw your puffed out hole, filled with his cum - a part of him hoped you'd carry his pups, so much so that he'd already gotten a semi from the idea
On the other hand, the way that Ushijima helps you through heats is incredibly sweet
The alpha does his best to soothe your pain, fingering at your prostate until you cum on his fingers while breathing in your mates scent, the burn in your stomach already dissipating
The alpha had laid plenty of attention in health class, so his dick is in you almost instantly after your first orgams, slow thrust directly against your prostate making you slick up even more, cumming once again from the way Ushijima pressed a hand against the bulge in your belly
By the end of your heat, Ushijima's back is torn to shreds along with some beautiful bite marks from you all over his broad shoulders and neck
Your body on the other hand is perfectly clean - apart from.your mating mark, which Ushijima ensured to make fresh once more
"You're so beautiful, Omega. Feel so good around me, such a good boy for me, all slick and taking my big dick all the way - you feel good don't you, (y/n)?"
Oikawa sfw
The idea of having THE campus omega as his team manager made Oikawa's chest puff up
He was all over you immediately - which made you more flustered than uncomfortable
The whole team liked you, you were very attentive to their needs and would always be up to help them with whatever - but Oikawa liked you even more than the others
The Alpha could feel his heart rate jump when you would arrive at practice and could feel his mood perk up when he had a class with you
The whole team knew the captain liked you - even you weren't oblivious to that fact, so it didn't come as a surprise when Oikawa tried to court you
You made no complaints, you were used to Alpha's trying to court you but you had always turned them down - you decided to give your handsome team captain a chance
And holy crap did he quickly make you fall for him
The alpha would scent you every chance he would get, Oikawa would greet you with a hug and a gift and then spend the whole time you two were together following you around like a puppy and chatting to you non-stop
His masculine scent and his charisma made it hard not to fall for him
So once Oikawa had successfully courted you, the two of you started to date
Never had the Alpha's ego been as high as it is now that you two are dating
Everyone at college knows about you two, due to Oikawas loud mouth and inflated ego
He's constantly touching, you're on his arm every hour of every day bur you have no complaints about it
The Alpha constantly compliments you and wants to spend time with you - his playboy ways being long forgotten since he started courting
Every time you two are together is good, even arguments with your alpha end in hugs and tears
"Gosh (n/n)-chan you're so cute! Ya know, you look so good on my arm, bet everyone's soooo jealous of me right now~"
Oikawa nsfw
A selfish lover is the only way to describe Oikawa during his ruts
Like any other alpha Oikawa can only focus on his needs - but trust me only after Oikawa has came at least 3 times to you cum for the first time
The alpha will be fucking into you, milking his dick empty of his fertile seed for hours on end and you only cum around twice per rut
Oikawa feels bad about this once he comes back around but he can't help himself, you just feel too good around him he can't even focus on you
Your heats are totally different though
Oikawa loves to make you feel as good as possible - almost a little too good
The alpha has you cumming on his tongue within minuets - minuets which turn into hours of your heat craving your alphas dick and him not giving it to you
He fucking loves it when you literally cry for him to fuck you, beg for his veiny dick and his thick knot
Once Oikawa gives in and finally fucks you, he's ruthless, fucking you with si much vigor that you're squirting cum all over yourself constantly
You're moans and your scent are enough to make Oikawa fill you with cum, his knot finally making that burn in your belly calm down
Bathing in the afterglow, Oikawa can't help but stay hard from the way you look
You're like an angel sent by God himself, his perfect omega, your face fucked out and tired, your body covered in cum and marks - and oh fuck your hole clenching on his dick, milking your alpha for his pups
"Aww do you need my dick, baby? Does my poor Omega fucking desperate for my knot - do you want my pups, darling?"
Hope you guys enjoyed - this was weird for me - very long for my kind of writing and I think it sucked in some parts but hope u liked xoxoxoxoxo
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lumiinix · 1 year
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After you two got married, he developed this habit where he will zone out and will call your name with his last name in a lovesick manner. And it will happen randomly too, like he could be out with his friends and then he will suddenly zoned out, completely ignoring anything his friends just said your name with his last name like a lovesick man. His friends are honestly tired of him acting like this like bro, we’re still single here???
“Omg Y/N he’s doing this shit again. Please for the love of god tell him to stop.” One of his friend called you, about to lose his god damn mind when he saw your husband doing it again in the middle of a fucking bar.
-ATSUMU, HINATA, Bokuto, Oikawa, Kuroo, Romero.
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sooniebby · 10 months
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This is my first time doing a request, I hope it doesn't bother you and you can choose the character you want to cast as Reader's partner. So imagine a world where hybrids exist, but they only make up a few percent of the world's population.
Reader is a snow leopard hybrid, but because the snow leopard is smaller than a leopard, much smaller than a tiger, and slightly smaller than a forest lynx, so he has the character of fluffy white ears and tail and short height, he works in an office and because his big and long fluffy tail can annoy people he often bites his own tail so as not to disturb others and it makes people who are in the same department with him spend a little time just to stroke his head and get a purring reaction from him.
This was heard by the Office manager's ears and became curious which in the end he made Reader a private secretary and often stroked Reader's head, until one day he accidentally pulled Reader's tail and got an unexpected reaction. Since then he has often pulled Reader's tail with 'accident' reasons which ended with office sex.
You can change it or ignore it if you feel uncomfortable, sorry if this is too long and sorry if my English is bad. Have a good day
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ఌ 𝐎𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔
꧁ 𝙏𝙤𝙧𝙪 𝙭 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ꧂
Word count › 3.6k
Rating › NSFT
Warnings › none
Kinks › breeding, size kink, creampie, mentions of free use
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╰┈─➤ BEGINNING
(Name) didn’t hate being a hybrid. Sure there was the weirdos that wanted to keep him a pet but most treated him as a regular person. The only odd part was having people just touching his head.
It certainly didn’t help that he couldn’t help the purring that happened whenever he did. It just kept going so he ignored it most time. The pats were nice anyway.
At his job, his boring office job that he’d been debating on quitting, had two people who just couldn’t let go of his hair (plus ears). Kuroo and Bokuto loved to pet him as if he was a house cat.
He usually purred whenever they touched him since they figured out how to get that reaction from it. His ears were sensitive, don’t judge.
(Name)’s tail swished around as he began to get irritated at the paper work in front of him. That damn boss of his was annoying him with the amount of shit he continued to give him on a daily basis. He was just about to get up from his seat when someone stepped in his tail.
He cried out in pain, which was more akin to a cat’s scream, as he grabbed his tail and held it close to himself. Everyone in the office stared at him in shock while the culprit, Yamaguchi, looked as if he wanted to kill himself.
“I’m so sorry!!! Please forgive me!!” He cried, bowing down onto the ground. (Name) simply nodded. He knew he didn’t do it on purpose.
His tail was much longer than normal hybrids. It also didn’t help that he was shorter so it made his tail appear longer than it actually was.
But Yamaguchi wouldn’t be the only one to step on it. Soon enough, at least everyone stepped on it at least once. Kuroo twice became he didn’t watch where his big ass feet went but (Name) had to figure out what to do.
The pain was becoming unbearable and he was sure another two steps would cause his tail to break. He decided, when every other idea sounded stupid, to just hold it in his mouth.
(Name) was used to the fur in his mouth so it didn’t bother him to lightly hold the tail. This way, he didn’t have to fold it into an uncomfortable position for longer than hour. A few times he wrapped his tail around his waist but that always got a cramp after an hour or so.
“It’s like you got your own silencer,” Bokuto once said, scratching (Name)’s hair during his break. (Name) purred happily, his tail curling around Bokuto’s waist to hold him close.
“Oh, he could use his tail during sex.” Kuroo suddenly said, a smirk on his lips.
Kenma looked confused. “Why would he?” He was resisting the urge to pet (Name). His love for cats extended to (Name) heavily but he never actually touched him in fear of making uncomfortable.
“To muffle his moans,” Kuroo rolled his eyes. “Perfect for when you don’t want to get caught.”
“Oh, so dirty,” Bokuto laughed.
“Weirdo…” Kenma whispered.
(Name) was too busy enjoying his massage to care.
The four of them stopped talking when Iwaizumi had walked past them. He nodded in greeting which they returned. Iwaizumi looked mainly confused on Bokuto petting (Name) but didn’t say anything as he walked to his office.
Iwaizumi was the boss’s secretary. He was hardly outside of his office. It usually meant something bad happened if he was.
“Do you think the boss knows?” Kuroo asked.
“Know what?” (Name) questioned, frowning when Bokuto stopped his massage.
“About you. I heard he loves hybrids.”
“In a fetish way?”
“Dunno. Probably.”
Kenma sighed. “I’m getting back to work.”
Bokuto seemed to be deep in thought for a moment before shrugging. “He hardly comes out of his room like Iwaizumi. He wouldn’t care about (Name).”
“True.”
But how wrong they were.
It was a week later after Iwaizumi saw the petting zoo with Bokuto and (Name). And suddenly (Name) was being requested to meet the Boss. He felt worried.
Sure hybrids had protections on them but this was a private company. What couldn’t they get away with if they paid the right people? His coworkers all looked a bit worried themselves as they watched him walk away to the office.
They certainly didn’t help his heart calm down.
He knocked on the door waiting for the voice of a much older man to allow him in. But he only heard a much younger voice. (Name) hesitantly walked inside the office and saw a man possibly only four years his senior.
Oh, he was much younger than he thought. Okay, maybe he could get off the hook for whatever problem he caused. (Name) quickly bowed and closed the door, walking over to the seat in front of the desk.
The man’s brown hair was slicked back with a nice pair of glasses on his face. His smile was wide, a bit creepy but way more welcoming than (Name) had imagined. The man watched him for a second before his smile faded and he slide over a folder.
“Mister Hiragi, yes? You’ve been working with our company for over four years, right when I started after I took over for my father.”
“Yes…”
“I would like to offer you a promotion. You handled any work I sent your way with ease. I believe you deserve a higher position.”
(Name) nodded, a smile on his face. Oh, guess he could stay here a bit longer.
“My personal assistant, is the job I’m offering.”
“Isn’t Iwaizumi-San your secretary?”
“A personal assistant is different than a secretary. You’ll only work for me. Iwaizumi doesn’t have any power over you.”
(Name) hummed, his tail swishing around as he was deep in thought. His eyes were down on the folder, not noticing the man’s eyes that followed his tail with a hint of mischievousness.
“If this is alright for me to ask, will the salary increase?”
“Of course.”
“Then I accept.”
“Great. You’ll start next week, enjoy your Friday, Mister Hiragi.”
(Name) was right where he wanted him. Just how lucky was he?
(Name) had learned the boss name was Oikawa and that Iwaizumi had no fear in talking shit to his face. The amount of ‘shittykawa’ that or ‘asskawa’ this, Iwaizumi still kept his job.
He envied him.
He wanted to cuss out Oikawa too.
After the weekend, that Monday he first started his new high paying job, he was told to make coffee.
A fucking coffee!
After that, he was told to organize a shelf that had bothering Oikawa because he kept forgetting to higher a cleaner. Maybe he should’ve read the contract first before saying yes. But he told himself it was good money.
But it wasn’t just that that made him want to cuss him out, no it was the constant touching of his tail.
(Name) was bending down to pick up some trash when he felt Oikawa grasp his tail. It was a quick touch, as if he wanted to just feel if it was real. And it wasn’t the last time either.
(Name)’s office was now technically Oikawa’s. His old cubicle was given to a new employee so he couldn’t even go back to it if he wanted to. He did visit his coworkers during breaks but he didn’t get the Bokuto massages or Kuroo scratches anymore like he loved.
No, he had to worry with the tail pervert who continuously grasped it before letting go as if it burned him. He really wanted to know what was so tempting about it but decided the money was too good to take any chances.
There were a few times Oikawa pet his hair. It usually lasted just a second, but still resulted in a purr from (Name). (Name) wondered if it was because he was missing head pats for him to enjoy the simply touch from Oikawa.
“Hiragi, can you please hand this out for me?” Oikawa asked, handing over a stack of paper into his hands without even looking up from his computer. (Name) scrunched up his lips into a snarl but hummed, turning over to walk away when Oikawa grabbed his tail.
(Name) stopped and turned back to look at him but only got a mischievous smirk from Oikawa as he let go. His tail swished angrily as he huffed and stomped away to hand out the papers. What was so fun about his tail anyway?
It was similar to a regular cat! He couldn’t just get a cat if he liked touching tails so much?
The rest of the work for Oikawa was surprisingly easy. He felt as if his workload had lessen actually. Sharing an office with Oikawa felt weird though. He had to sit on the chair across from Oikawa, effectively sharing the desk.
It was a large desk so they weren’t cramped but it still felt a bit weird. But he wouldn’t complain. Oikawa never spoke to him during his job unless necessary. He guessed the only thing that truly bothered him about Oikawa was the tail touching.
At least he didn’t have to worry about people stepping on it to though. He was free to let it move around. But he still sometimes had the urge to bite on it again. It had become a habit at this point.
“What species are you?” Oikawa suddenly asked, not looking up from his paperwork.
(Name) blinked. His ears twitched. Most people just knew by looking at him. “A snow leopard.”
“Is that why your hair is white?”
“Yes.”
Oikawa glanced up at him, as if he was trying to study (Name) before a smirk appeared on his lips.
“Has anyone ever played with your tail before?”
“I…”
“Leave him alone, Shittykawa.”
Iwaizumi was in the office. When did he get there? (Name) watched as Oikawa pouted, a look that actually looked cute on him before turning on his blank face. He guessed it was his work default setting. Iwaizumi began speaking to Oikawa about something (Name) didn’t care about so he tuned them out.
His tail curled around in the air as he finished his work much earlier than expected. He was bored. Oikawa was still speaking to Iwaizumi about something so (Name) decided to bring his tail up to his mouth and lightly bite on it, his ears twitching in delight.
“Have a good day, Hiragi.” Iwaizumi suddenly said, walking away to leave.
“What about me? Where’s my goodbye?” Oikawa whined.
“Go fuck yourself.”
The door slammed shut behind Iwaizumi as (Name) wanted to laugh. He was glad his tail was in his mouth at the moment so he muffled it easily. (Name) glanced over at Oikawa and paused when he saw the odd look he was giving him.
Oikawa looked shocked at the sight in front of him. What? Had he never seen a cat hold it’s own tail before? Possibly not a hybrid, (Name) thought to himself as he pulled his tail away from his mouth. He forced a small smile and got back to staring at his computer.
He wanted to go home.
What he didn’t notice was the smirk on Oikawa’s lips.
He was liking this hybrid more and more each day.
(Name) placed down the coffee on Oikawa’s side of the desk, tired of doing the same morning task everyday for almost a month now. But the pay was too good to complain to anyone. Oikawa didn’t even say thank you to him anymore.
When he turned to go back to his side, Oikawa grabbed his tail. And it wasn’t a usual grasp. No, he fucking tugged it. Harshly.
(Name) had always hated how sensitive his tail was to every touch. He didn’t screech. He didn’t yell or howl in pain.
No, he fucking moaned. His back arched as he gripped at the desk beside him. It was silent after his pitiful moan. Oikawa’s hand was still holding his tail while it wiggled to get away.
(Name) wanted to kill himself.
Maybe he should quit.
“Sorry…” Oikawa muttered, releasing his tail.
“It’s fine…” (Name) excuses himself to the toilet. He never wanted to wake up ever again.
It certainly didn’t help that after that, Oikawa didn’t stop touching his tail. No, it seemed like he wanted to get the same reaction that he got he first time. At first, (Name) skillfully dodged most of this.
But there was still a few times Oikawa grabbed it right before he could move it and tug it, earning a whine or gasp from (Name) each time. It also bothered (Name) that he looked forward to it each day.
He couldn’t exactly pull his own tail. His body sent signals in his head that it would hurt and not be pleasurable whenever he tried during masturbation but Oikawa proved it wrong.
(Name) decided that if Oikawa was going to act like this but not do anything further, he might as well try to fuck him. He could always find a new job. Dick was more important.
He just needed some tips.
And he knew just who to ask.
“I’m so disgusted you’re speaking to me about that man.”
“I’m so sorry, Iwaizumi-San! But you have to help me! It’s a…. Hybrid! Thing, y’know? My inner (?) animal is bonded to him now…”
(Name) was spitting out some bullshit but his pouty frown made Iwaizumi not kick him out as soon as he mentioned sex.
“Well, he doesn’t have a fetish for hybrids. He’s just asking weird with you. He just said you were cute last time I asked. Honestly, just ask him.”
“Won’t it be inappropriate?”
“It’s inappropriate to talk to me about this stuff. Shittykawa is also inappropriate to touch your tail. Also your coworkers. But he’s too fucking lazy to enforce rules so I guess they don’t matter.”
(Name) blinked. Oh, he didn’t know it was inappropriate for someone to touch an hybrid’s tail or ears. It made sense….
Yeah, in a more regulated company Bokuto and literally everyone else would’ve been fired.
“Oh, well, thank you.”
“Just have sex when everyone has left, please. I don’t want to hear Lazykawa’s moans.”
(Name) wondered how many nicknames Iwaizumi had for him.
But he now had a plan. Just ask for sex. Oikawa couldn’t say no. He was obviously mildly interested if he kept trying to make him moan.
(Name) wondered how he should execute the plan, however. Since it seemed during the work day, Oikawa ignored him the entire time. Only two times did he look at him and one was to tell him he had a stain on his shirt. The other was to ask for a snack from the vending machine.
It reached around 6 pm, the time most people had left on a Friday night. He was supposed to be leaving now, suggested by Oikawa’s stare at him from time to time. His tail swished around as he closed his laptop, wanting to fake getting ready to leave.
He yawned, as his tail reached over and flicked at Oikawa’s glasses. Oikawa looked up from his computer, a confused look on his face. (Name) grinned, curling his tail around his glasses and pulling it off his face.
“Oikawa-San, you seem to obsess over my tail.”
Oikawa closed his laptop and stood up from his seat. He towered over (Name), a grin on his face.
“It’s a cute tail, Hiragi.”
(Name) placed the glasses on the desk and walked over to Oikawa’s side. “Oikawa… do you want to see me…”
“See you?”
“See on your desk, naked?”
(Name) felt himself cringe a bit at his words but he knew it worked at the smirk Oikawa gave him. He got him so easily. His tail reached up to wrap around Oikawa’s neck and smirked.
“My tail looks so good around your neck.”
“How does my hand feel around your tail, baby?”
(Name) squirmed at the tug of his tail. He was fully naked at the bottom with only his dress shirt on. His tie used to bound his hands together which left him unable to do much. He could take it, it wasn’t too tight but it felt nice to have them.
Oikawa was way more aggressive than he had imagined. After his little comment, he had pushed him to lay down face first into the desk. Swiftly pulling down his pants and underwear to get a good look at his ass. His ass was something Oikawa had only seen through pants that hardly captured the look bare.
He massaged them before delivering two quick slaps to them, earning a gasp from (Name). Oikawa was taking his sweet time with giving (Name) any sense of penetration. It was as if he wanted him to beg for it.
Oikawa tightened his grip around (Name)’s tail and pulled once more, enjoying the whine from the small man beneath him. His body was much larger compared to the hybrid’s, covering it with ease whenever he leaned down.
He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on (Name)’s bubble butt, enjoying the giggle that left his lips. (Name) grunted when he felt Oikawa bite down on his butt, using a free hand to massage his left cheek.
Oikawa had thought only female hybrids would have self lubrication. So he pulled out a bottle of lube from his desk drawer, he had masturbated in here once. But to his shock, (Name) was leaking slick.
“You have slick?” Oikawa asked, a look of awe on his face.
(Name) blushed in embarrassment. “We can all produce slick… you can just fuck me, my body can handle it.”
“Hm, really? Then realistically, I could grab you whenever I wanted during work and just fuck you?”
“Yes…”
“We should add that to your contract. You’re a personal assistant for a reason, let’s add sex to the list,” Oikawa joked but (Name) couldn’t hate the idea.
It sounded sexy to think about entering Oikawa’s office and being told to cockwarm him during the day. (Name) mewled at the thought as Oikawa slipped in two fingers easily, he stretched his hole a bit to get him ready. Whenever his fingers went close to his prostate, Oikawa only grazed it.
“Oikawa… c’mon… fuck me.” (Name) whined, tail twitching in Oikawa’s hand.
“Want me to pump me full with my cum? That’s what you hybrid’s love, yeah? To be stuffed full.”
(Name) nodded. “I wanna see you though…”
Oikawa hummed as he flipped (Name) to lay on his back. He pulled down his pants and his cock was free to the cold air. (Name) grinned as he watched Oikawa pull at his tie, loosening it. His hair was still slicked back as the light from the sunset shined behind him.
(Name)’s tail curled as Oikawa rubbed his cock against his slick covered hole. He waited with a baited breath, his more animalistic side mewling at the chance of getting breed.
It took two more fake outs until Oikawa slammed his cock inside (Name). He gripped his waist and held him still as started out with a fast pace. (Name) cried out, legs wrapping around Oikawa’s waist.
(Name) moved his tail to his mouth to muffle his moans. Sure, most workers would’ve been gone by now but you never know those weirdos who worked unpaid overtime. Oikawa seemed to into it as he somehow managed to get faster. His cock continuous brushed against his prostate, causing (Name) to arch his back.
His ass was dripping with slick, allowing Oikawa to easily fuck him. The sound of squelching, skin slapping together, and the muffled cries from (Name) filled the office. (Name) was mainly surprised the desk could hold his weight with how fast and harsh Oikawa was thrusting inside of him.
It was squeaking with each thrust, making (Name) worried it would’ve break beneath him.
“(Name)…” Oikawa grunted.
(Name) hummed. He was too far gone to notice him saying his first name. The feeling of Oikawa’s cock inside him was dumbing him down.
“(Name), this isn’t a one time thing, I hope you know that…” Oikawa grabbed his legs and pushed them to rest near his head. (Name) felt himself cry at the new position. The burn of being stretched out like this as well as Oikawa’s cock reaching in even deeper.
He felt close.
(Name) removed his tail from his mouth and used it to wrap around Oikawa’s neck to pull him down for a kiss. Oikawa kissed him back as his thrusting began to become inconsistent. He was also close.
“Inside…” (Name) mewled when Oikawa pulled away from the kiss. He couldn’t get pregnant. Not by a male human but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t like the feeling of cum inside of him.
“You think it’ll take? Some cute little snow leopards.”
(Name) moaned. He wanted that badly.
It took two more thrusts before Oikawa pushed in deep inside to have his orgasm. (Name) was right after him, crying out before moving his tail to muffle it.
Oikawa’s previously slicked back hair was out and wild, covering half of his face as he grinned at (Name). (Name) purred at the sight of him and wrapped his tail around his waist.
Maybe he shouldn’t leave his job so quickly.
“If you guys are done… I’ll just slid the paperwork underneath the door,” the sound of paper sliding from the floor was heard.
The voice was Ushijima.
“Congrats on your new relationship.” Ushijima said before leaving.
Actually, maybe he should find a new job.
╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-
╰┈─➤ END
This was fun to write. Thank you for the request!
Tag list: @the-ultimate-librarian @kiiyoooo @chill-guy-but-cooler @mello-life69
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valtheweeb · 1 year
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Imagine having oikawa sitting on your cock for quite some time all because he couldn’t admit to the fact that your cock was just too big and he wasn’t fully prepped.
“what’s the matter toruu? You’ve been at it for some time now you need help baby?” You teased
“n-no fuck off I-I just need some ti-HAA!” He yelped as you thrusted up roughly “Y-you asshole!!” He cried as you flipped him over, his back hitting the soft mattress “I’ll take it from here pretty boy” you kissed him hard As you quickened your pace hips meeting his.
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zmbiesuga · 5 months
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UNKNOWN / NTH — o. tōru x m!reader
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sypnosis: self-proclaimed loverboy oikawa tōru always goes out of his way to see you.
warnings: oikawa snuck out, reader & oikawa are in 3rd year of hs here, the term boyfriend used is used in reference to reader but no formal pronouns mentioned, oikawa calls reader sweet angel, baby, babe, and just plain angel, fluff (sickeningly sweet), OIKAWA WITH HIS GLASSES 💘
notes: idc if he's a teenage boy, oikawa smells nice i know it.
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At three a.m. exactly, you can hear the loud ricochet of pebbles off your window. You try to ignore it, you really do, but the noises get more aggressive with each passing second. It seems whoever is trying to get your attention isn't letting up.
With a small groan, you sit up and get out of bed. Trudging to your window, you don't even bother to look out of it as you open it. You open your eyes and scan, until it lands on a small brown patch of hair.
Oikawa is staring up at you with a boyish grin. His cheeks are flushed a light pink from the harsh October air and his glasses are slowly slipping down his nose.
"Hi sweetheart," he calls in a hoarse voice, shoving his hands in the pockets of his light blue hoodie, "mind letting me in?"
You can't help the small smile that breaks out on your face as you shut the window. You quickly make your way downstairs and open the door.
When Oikawa comes in, he tries to give you a kiss, but you stop him and point towards the stairs. He only looks at you and nods as you two tiptoe up the steps to your room, holding back shared mischievous giggles.
After you shut the door to your room, Oikawa wraps an arm around you and kisses you sweetly, your own arms loosely wrapping around his neck.
He tastes sweet, like amaretto coffee creamer, something you didn't find yourself enjoying until you met him.
"How is my sweet angel doing, huh?" he whispers against your lips, resting his forehead against his, "Miss me?"
"Tōru, I saw you earlier today," you respond in a giggle, "why are you here so late, huh? Don't you know I'm not supposed to have boys over?"
"What, a guy can't miss his boyfriend? That's blasphemous, babe," he replied with a smirk, letting his arm fall from your chest as he sits on your bed, "...I couldn't sleep." he admitted honestly.
You give him a soft look, turning off the light in your room and laying down on the bed. You open your arms and gesture to him.
He gives you another smile, taking off his glasses and shoes as he makes himself comfortable in your arms. His head resting under your chin while you hold him close.
You buried your face into his hair as you inhaled his scent, finding comfort in the way he smelt like freshly made cinnamon rolls on a cold day.
"I love you," Oikawa whispered against your skin, his eyes shutting whilst you ran your fingers through his hair, letting out a deep content sigh, "I'll never love anyone more than you...you're it for me."
A small giggle escaped past your lips as you put your chin on his head once again, "You're so sappy, Tōru."
"No, no I mean it," he said with conviction, pulling away from your neck and looking you in the eyes, "I love you more than life itself, I don't know what I'd do without you...you're it for me."
"Tōru, don't...don't say that," you replied softly, "love me and life equally...because life can be cruel, but life gave me you, and that's more than I could have ever wanted."
His cheeks flushed crimson as he looked at you, before he let out a laugh, "Geez, and I'm the sappy one...?" he asked, once he calmed down, the serious tone in hiw voice returned, "I just...I don't want to lose you, angel."
"You won't, Kawa," you replied, sticking out your pinkie, "I pinkie promise."
Oikawa looked down at your pinkie and then back up at your face, letting out a small giggle and interlocking his pinkie with yours, "Okay," he proclaimed, "okay, neither of us is going anywhere."
He lifted your interlocked pinkies and placed a gentle kiss on them, and then laid his face in the crook of your neck, giving you one last kiss on your collarbone.
"I love you baby." he whispered, his voice slurring slightly as his eyes becoming heavy with sleep.
"I love you too, 'ru," you whispered back with a small smile, hearing quiet snores in return, "sleep well."
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eliosty · 1 year
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Oikawa x Setter male reader ||Pretty Setters and Their Shit Flirting Skills||
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REQUESTS ARE OPEN <3 This is really just a small drabble for my king <3 Part 2 here <3
Now, Oikawa never expected to fall in love with a guy, much less a guy from the opposing team his team was playing against.
He couldn't tell if he hated you or loved you. You were a setter just like him. Oikawa didn't wanna admit it, but you were a slightly better setter than he was. You and him sorta developed a rivalry on the court. Both going at each other on who had the stronger serve, the more accurate toss, better control on the game, and the list goes on and on and on.
Seijoh ended up losing the match. Despite Seijoh being at set point, you and your wing spiker pulled through and scored the final points. The crowd went wild as they watched your team turn the tables around at the very last moment.
Sure, Oikawa was upset that his team lost, but he couldn't keep his eyes off of you. He watched from afar as you high-fived all of your teammates and praised your underclassmen.
He was finally able to get a good look at you now. He didn't realize he was staring until he realized something else.
"Oh no, he's pretty" Oikawa blurted out loud. "Dude what?" Makki was looking at his fellow 3rd year companion with the most confused face. "His sets are amazing, he's kind to his underclassmen and now he's hot?!" the members of Seijoh just looked at their captain as if they just witnessed the most concerning thing ever.
"Is something wrong with Shittykawa?" Iwaizumi looked over to teammates. "I think he's falling in love" Mattsun answered. "Again? with who? The other team's manager?" Iwaizumi knew his bestfriend well enough, so he was kinda surprised to see him fawn over a simple manager.
"Not their manager, but their setter..." Oikawa unconciously mumbled. "THEIR SETTER?!" the whole team of Seijoh shouted. They all just stood there watching their captain stare at the other's team setter. Oikawa's face was bright red and his eyes were practically stars.
"He's beautiful" 'okay, our captain's lost it'. Everyone grabbed their things and headed back to the lockerooms to grab their stock.
"Bottles check, kneepads check, shoes check, balls check, jerseys check and finally Oikawa...not check- WHERE'S OIKAWA?!" Iwaizumi looked around the lockers and the captain was no where to be seen. "I swear to god, if this moron went to go look for that setter" the poor vice captain was done with his bestfriend's shit.
The ace dragged Mattsun and Makki to go look for their (not too) beloved captain. They turned a corner only to see their captain and you interacting. Your face was tinted with a slight rose blush.
The 3rd year trio hid behind the corner and watched the intercation between both setters.
"So your name's (m/n) (l/n) huh?" Oikawa looked at you with somewhat seductive eyes. "And I'll take that you're the infamous Tooru Oikawa?" you smirked at him. This caused Oikawa at his turn to blush slightly. "I gotta say Oikawa, you sure are pretty, no wonder you're so popular with the ladies" okay, now poor Oikawa's face was as red as Nekoma's jerseys.
"Why thank you (l/n), but I agree with your underclassmen, you are quite the eye-catcher as well. I can see why your teammates are so fond of you" you continued to flirt with each other until someone's voice was heard from the end of the hallway they were standing in.
"JUST FUCKING KISS GOD DAMMIT" you and Oikawa turned to see a group of 3 boys. One had pot of flowers on his head, another was hiding his face with a bush and the last one was just standing there.
"GAH, WHATAREYOUGUYSDOINGHERE" Oikawa yelled in a high-pitch voice. "So this the guy you were fawning over earlier?" Makki stepped forward looking you up and down. "Oh? You were watching me Oikawa?" you looked over to the other setter with an amused smirk. Oikawa's face flushed once more. "Don't worry Oikawa, I was looking earlier too. You really are eye-candy" you whispered in his ear before walking back to your bus in which your teammates were waiting for you in.
Mattsun, Makki and Iwaizumi were already heading back when you turned around one last time facing Oikawa. You mouthed 'call me later' making the sign and winking.
Oikawa looked down in his palm, to see a little paper with written numbers and a winky face. 'HE PLANNED THIS?!' Oikawa soon realized. When he looked up again, you were no longer there.
"Oh gods, he really is hot"
BAHAHAHA I'M BACK BITCHES >:)
After like a whole ass week of having no motivation to do anything
ANYWAYS, I am a fiend for Oikawa this man can take me idc
As always, Author out! >:)
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beautifulsenpai · 10 months
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𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 - 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘶 𝘰𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘸𝘢
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𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 - 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆 - 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘺𝘶!!
𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾 - 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧
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𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴..
𝖺𝗌 𝗄𝗂𝖽𝗌, 𝗈𝗂𝗄𝖺𝗐𝖺 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗅 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒/𝗇 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗋, 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆. 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋, 𝗒/𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗅
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solannn · 2 months
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Headcannon Ideas.😋 (for haikyu)
What about a introvert male reader? Someone who doesn’t attend the boys games because he’s not a fan of social interaction ?😩.
Angst? Fluff?
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🐱┆ THE Sun proposed to the moon
🦊┆ And moon said,idk(x3) give me
a break
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Headcanon,,
• ˚୨୧⋆。 When he saw that you didn’t attend his matchs,he was really upset he thought that you forgot about it.
• he went to asked why you didn’t attend it. He wanted you met his friends/teammates.
• so he decided to go talk to you,he didn’t any harm or someth. ‘Cause seeing you’re seat empty was hurt breaking for him.
• so he knocked at your door,waiting few minutes until you open the door. You make him enter you house.
• he sat on your couch so do you,the air was quite tension you didn’t know why so much tension
•"Why aren’t you attending my match?" He asked "I’m- I’m not fan of social interaction-" your voice cracked a bit "I’m not fan of crowd and my social aren’t quite you know..? You said.
• he ‘ohhhed’, well know he knew why you didn’t attend it "But could you at least be here ? Seeing your special seat emp-" you interrupted him
• " i can try,only for you I guess." That made him smile and hugged you warmly so you hugged back.
• "and I understand that you aren’t the best at social skills" he said "when your ready I could make you met my team" he added and you smiled.
HINATA,Sugawara,Iwaizumi,Osamu,Daichi,Semi(?)
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•˚୨୧⋆。He would be so disappointed/upset he wanted to show you how strong and cool he was in volleyball.
• When he wanted you to met his friends or teammate he were never there
• He truly loved you,you were his first male lover and real love so he made him upset,sad to see your seat empty.
• it’s been only few months of dating,you were already a sort of power couple.
• he finally decided to talk to you. He grabbed his phone and call you and says a meeting point he waited few minutes for you arrival.
•After few minutes you were there he choose to talk first about it "why do you miss my matchs,seeing you seat empty is really erm-" he hesitated
• "im sorry if I hurt you- I’ll try my best I swear ! I’m just not ready to meet your team. My social skills isn’t real you know.." you apologized he understood and smiled.
OIKAWA,Atsumu,nishinoya,goshiki(?) ,hoshi ?,bokuto
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bonez-and-gutz · 3 months
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hands tied | sub! bottom! oikawa tooru x gn! dom! reader
once again, not a request but a thing i wrote in english bc my friend told me to 😁
warnings: fuck machine, overstimulation, dacryphilia, bottom oikawa tooru, hand jobs, dom! reader
The whirr of a machine fills the previously silent room, loud squelches accompany it. On the king sized mattress lies Tooru, on his hands and knees. Well, more like his knees and shoulders. His hands lie at the small of his back, bound with silky black rope, hips pressed up in the air, and his face buried in the light grey sheets. 
Behind him, a fuck machine works away, a girthy dildo attached to the end. It pistons in and out of Tooru, hitting his prostate directly. 
“Hnnnnggg,” he whines out, trying to move away from the stimulation. Black matching ropes keep his ankles tied to the bedpost, leaving the brunette unable to squirm away. As the machine thrusts, his erect dick swings under him. A string of pre-cum connects the reddened tip to the small pool of cum left from his previous orgasms. 
“Oh, look at you, Tooru. So pretty for me,” you coo, reaching out to stroke one finger across the shaft of his cock. His hips jolt at the touch as he whimpers.
“Nooooooo, I can’t! S’too much,” he cries out as he turns his face to look at you. You remove your finger from his swollen cock and move it up to his hair. 
“Yes, you can. You can take it real nice for me. Can’t you, baby?” You scratch your fingers through his hair and he relaxes the slightest bit into the touch. 
“Too much,” he responds, his eyes glassy as he looks up at you.
“Good,” you punctuate the phrase by wrapping your fingers into his hair and yanking hard.
“Fuckkk!” Tooru moans out, eyes closing as you lift his head. You hold him there for a few seconds, waiting for his response. 
“Please! No more! I can’t,” he begs, opening his eyes and staring straight into yours. 
“Wrong answer,” you finish. Letting go of his hair, his head flops back onto the bed as you move to turn up the speed of the fuck machine. 
The previously intense setting is upped by a faster one and you add more lube directly onto Tooru’s hole, the cold makes his shiver. With lube now dripping down his ass and the seam of his balls, you sit back and watch. 
The dildo disappears and reappears fast, the silicone made to have a perfect curve designed to hit Tooru’s prostate on every thrust. The sheets under his dick are soiled with cum and more pours out of his cock. The ones under his head are soaked with tears, from both pleasure and overstimulation. The muscle in his arms bulges out as he strains against the ropes that keep him bound, his feet shift and toes curl as his legs struggle with the black rope. His mouth is open wide, drool joining the wet spot by his face as he moans, high pitched and loud.
It’s then that you notice the way his hips twitch, the muscles in his thighs contract. You recognize his body’s behavior: he’s going to cum. 
“Come on baby, you can do it. It’s your last one, you’ve been so good for me,” you coo out, running a hand over the curve of his asscheek. Your hand trails down, lightly tracing his perineum before cupping his balls in your palm and lightly squeezing. His hips thrust into the touch as you finally, finally, move your hand to grip his dick. 
With firm, fast strokes, you jerk him off and he screams.
“Fuuuuck!! Shit! Please, I’m cumming, please, please, please, please,” he pleads, fat tears rolling down his cheeks as he gazes at you with pure need. 
“Let go, baby,” you command with finality, and Tooru listens. Oh, does he listen. 
His back arches in the air as he shoves back onto the dildo, trying to figure out if he wants to grind back into the dildo or fuck into your hand. 
With a full body twitch, he comes beautifully. Back arched, eyes wide and unseeing, face flushed, and cock kicking. 
He cums and cums, spilling out over the bed and your hand for the final time.
It wracks his body to the point that he goes limp from exertion. 
You take your hand off his cock and stroke his hair. 
“Good boy, you did so good for me, Tooru.”
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nuvoloso · 11 months
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What's Happening?
Oikawa x m!reader (he/him/his)
A blind date? Why the hell not. Y/n is a wing spiker that plays city volleyball, not for the school, and Iwaizumi decides to play matchmaker.
The ~~ means a change in view or time.
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Why the hell is Iwaizumi so insistent on this? Y/n thought, as the volleyball player had begun berating him about going out with one of his friends. Iwa had been doing his damn best to get y/n to agree to a blind date with someone on the volleyball team, but he'd seen the guys on that team and nobody had really piqued his interest. Yet, here he was, again, for what felt like the thirtieth time.
"Just say you will, just go out to dinner or a movie or something simple. I've just got a feeling you'll like him, plus you've got nothing to lose. Nobody approaches you anyway." Y/n scoffed, giving Iwa a good shove in the process. He only laughed, "Oh what, you're mad I won't lie to you?"
"I'm mad you said that so loudly, we're in the middle of the hallway." Y/n complained, Iwa only rolling his eyes.
"Well if you'd just accept my invitation I wouldn't have to gloat about your terminal loneliness." Y/n couldn't even think of a witty response to match the absolute destruction Iwa brought with every word he spoke. "So, you're in?" He asked, y/n finally giving up and accepting his proposition.
Iwa grinned triumphantly, and nearly turned to leave, but y/n grabbed his arm, and stuck a finger in his face, "But I swear to god, if this goes south I will break every single one of your fingers so you'll never get to play volleyball ever again." Iwa let out a long whistle at y/n's threat, obviously not very feeling very threatened by it.
"I wouldn't be trying so hard if I didn't think it'd be successful. Just give him a chance, his first impressions aren't the best." Fantastic. "I'll send you details when I confirm with him, ok? Does after practice tonight work for you?" Reluctantly, y/n nodded and let Iwa go. They parted ways and headed towards their classrooms then, y/n's anxiety skyrocketing at the thought of going on a date with someone he didn't even remotely know.
He tried to relax during classes, telling himself over and over that it would be ok because Iwa must be close friends with whoever it was, but the pit in his stomach just kept growing. What if he actually liked whoever it was, but it wasn't mutual? What if he couldn't make conversation and it was just super awkward the whole time? A swarm of 'what ifs' crowded his mind and he didn't get much work done. When the day finally ended, he about booked it out of the classroom, hoping that getting to his practice would help take his mind off things.
In his rush, he ran straight into the back of someone just barely taller than him who'd randomly stopped in the middle of the walkway.
"Shit, sorry. Are you ok?" Y/n asked the stranger, helping him pick up a handful of flyers he had dropped at the collision. He looked to be around the same age as y/n, messy brown hair and gentle features, he looked incredible. There wasn't a single mark on his fair skin, and even though his hair looked untamed, it seemed to fall exactly where the stranger willed it to. He also had a pretty lean build, y/n thought he'd probably be really good at volleyball if he didn't already play it.
The stranger flashed him a smile, "I'm alright, I shouldn't have stopped like that, sorry. Thanks for the help though, you can keep one of them if you'd like." Y/n looked down at the papers he was helping pick up and noticed they were flyers for the volleyball club's match this weekend against Shiratorizawa.
"Are you on the club team here?" Y/n asked, though he felt it was a stupid question given that he was promoting it by hanging up these flyers.
The stranger took no offense to his question though, and nodded. "I'm actually the captain, and the main setter."
"Uh, wow, I'm sorry I'm taking up your time, I'm sure you're busy." He shrugged, the two of them soon standing after having gathered all the loose flyers. "If you want," He offered, "I could take some of the flyers and hand them out to guys on my team, I'm sure they'd like to watch." The captain gave him a slightly confused look, but happily handed him a small stack of the papers.
They started walking towards the main entrance of the school and continued talking about volleyball, the captain immensely interested in y/n's team.
"So you play on a team composed of people from all around Miyagi, not one neighborhood or school in particular? And its aged 16-24?" Y/n nodded in response to each of his questions. "That sounds like it could be a lot of fun, but who do you play against? How do you guys practice if everybody's spread out?"
He explained it the best he could, their system was slightly more complex than the school's. "Those of us that live close to each other practice everyday, and once a week we choose somewhere in Miyagi to meet up and practice as a group. There are other groups in Miyagi that we play against, and some from other prefectures too. City league sports are actually pretty popular, but a lot of people don't know they exist because they're wrapped up in their school's club."
They kept going back and forth until they'd reached the separation point, the stranger headed over to the gyms, and y/n headed out onto the sidewalk to get to his own court.
"Before we go our separate ways, what's your name? I'd like to join one of your practices sometime if that's ok." Y/n was honestly elated to hear that from the captain. Sure Iwa had told him all about how great their team was, and even a little about this captain, but y/n really wanted to see it for himself.
"You can just call me y/n, I'm in class 3-B. What about you?" He replied, extending his hand.
"Oikawa, Tōru." He stated, firmly shaking y/n's hand. "I'm in 3-A, It's nice to meet you y/n, I look forward to playing with you sometime." Oikawa left, off to his gym, and y/n off to his court. He was contemplating texting Iwa to cancel his blind date, not wanting to go out with someone on Oikawa's team after having just met him. He'd rather just go out with the captain, but with the way he looked? There was no way he didn't have a girlfriend or something already.
Y/n tried to keep his mind off the date and the captain, he just wanted to play his game without any distractions.
He was unsuccessful. He was a wing spiker for his team, and he missed well over half of the sets he got. Luckily it was just a regular practice, not the full group one, that was in a few days still. He repeatedly apologized to his teammates, but they didn't hold it against him.
"You seem pretty lost today, what's going on?" His setter asked, while everyone was getting some water.
Y/n sighed, looking up at the sky and taking in the clouds. He loved that they practiced outside, it was so much nicer than being stuck in a gym. "A friend of mine who's on the volleyball team at school has been begging to set me up on a blind date with someone on his team, and I finally agreed to it. It'll be just after we're both done today."
"That sounds like fun! Why aren't you more excited?" Y/n shrugged,
"I met the captain of their team today, and he's everything I could want, but there's no way someone like him is single. I just think it'll be weird if I go out with someone on his team while we just met, I don't know." He mumbled, but his teammates understood his unease about the situation.
One of the older guys on their team, he'd just turned 21, clapped him on the back. "You never know, maybe he's the one you got set up with!" Y/n hadn't even thought about that, Iwa did talk about that captain pretty often...But there was still no way he was single, surely. "Just don't think about it to hard, it's always been your downfall. Live in the moment, y/n!" He weakly smiled at his teammates, thanking them for the confidence boosters.
They got back to their practice shortly after, and y/n's tact started returning.
About an hour and half later his practice had come to an end, and he finally got to start freaking about his blind date. When he got home, he destroyed his closet looking for something to wear, not loving any of his options. He stared at his clothes for several minutes before he realized they weren't going to change by him staring at them. He opted to take a shower and come back, hoping he'd maybe get an idea along the way.
When he'd finished, he threw on a pair of sweats and went back to his room, where he was surprised to find someone sifting through his clothing pile.
"Iwa?" He questioned, guessing that it was his friend by the back of his head. The spiky hair wasn't hard to miss, and soon the intruder had turned around and waved to him.
"Your sister let me in, I figured you'd need help finding an outfit." Y/n rolled his eyes, but didn't get in the way, secretly grateful for the help. "You should wear this, you're going to dinner so it's better to be like business casual. I know that's what he's going for..." Iwa mumbled, now kicking through Y/n's shoes until he found something he liked. Y/n took the outfit from his hands so he could more thoroughly dig through all of his belongings.
"I'll go put this on I guess...?" Iwa was too captivated by his current task to say anything, so y/n just disappeared back into the bathroom to change. He'd picked out a black button down that y/n had forgotten he owned, and a pair of pleated off-white slacks. When he'd assembled it, he actually quite liked it, albeit a bit surprised by Iwa's ability to style an outfit.
He went back to the room, Iwa complimenting him on how it looked. "Now, just add some accessories and keep a few buttons undone and you'll be ready. I set shoes by the door for you, so let's go." Y/n nodded, quickly putting on a few of his favorite rings and a small silver chain, leaving a few of the buttons on his shirt undone like Iwa had told him.
Iwa lead him out the door and they walked for a few blocks, y/n soon knowing where they were going. He'd seen the restaurant a few times, not actually having gotten a chance to try it yet. Iwa sent him off on his own once they were across the street from the restaurant.
"Good luck! Don't take it too seriously, have some fun ok?" He vigorously shook y/n's shoulders before pushing him towards the crosswalk. Y/n gave him a final wave, and made his way to the restaurant.
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Oikawa checked his watch, he was pretty early. He didn't mind though, he'd be able to get a good table and get some time to figure out how he wanted to play tonight. He'd agreed to the blind date because it was Iwa suggesting it, he knew that despite the dick he was, Iwa wouldn't set him up with someone he wouldn't at least somewhat like. After earlier though, he didn't really want to do this. Bumping into y/n was the highlight of his day, he'd immediately found the guy more than attractive. He acted distant though, as if he didn't want to get close to Tōru for some reason, but he couldn't be sure, they'd just met.
You're not here for him though, focus. As much as he wanted the evening to already be over, he would entertain his date and ensure they both had a nice enough time. He'd hate for it to be a total waste of time and money so he told himself he'd stick it through no matter what.
Several minutes passed, and it was nearly the agreed upon time now, Oikawa becoming slightly nervous he'd be stood up even though they didn't know each other.
"Eh? Oikawa? What're you doing here?" He'd been looking at the menu, but the familiar voice jarred him. He looked over, and noticed the waitress was gesturing for him to sit, and saying she'd be back to take our orders in a few minutes.
"Y/n! I'm, uh-my friend set me up on a blind date, what a coincidence seeing you here. You must be meeting your boyfr- I mean your partner or something. You look great!" Oikawa felt his face heating up, he shouldn't have just assumed that y/n was queer, and now he'd made things weird, awesome.
Y/n didn't seem phased by his words though, in fact he started laughing. "That damn Hajime." The realization soon settled on Oikawa, y/n was his blind date. Here he'd been, hoping that it would happen, and he had gotten exactly what he'd wanted.
"Well, it's good to see you again, so soon!" Y/n smiled, "What're the odds?" Oikawa chucked, relieved y/n hadn't reacted strangely to his mumblings before. Y/n opened his menu, sifting through the options, but couldn't seem to pick one out.
"Can I recommend something?" Oikawa asked.
Y/n looked up at him and immediately closed his menu, setting his gaze on Oikawa, lightly laughing as he accepted his invitation. "God please, there's so much to chose from I can barely think." Oikawa giggled and pointed out a few options that had caught his eye, but he noticed that y/n wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying. He just kept his eyes on Oikawa while he spoke, it felt like he was more focused on his movements than what he was actually saying.
Oikawa quieted when the waitress came back and asked for their orders, y/n gesturing for him to go first. "I'll have a bowl of Nabeyaki Udon, please." She smiled at him, and moved her focus to y/n.
"I'll have the same, thank you." She nodded, and left the two once again.
"Not very creative, y/n." He commented, y/n quickly rolling his eyes.
"I couldn't decide! If it's good enough for you to eat, I'm sure it'll be more than fine for me too." Y/n nervously laughed, Oikawa noticing him shifting in his seat and playing with his hands. He was nervous. Oikawa couldn't decide whether he wanted to say to say something or not, he didn't want to make things worse by any means but he didn't want y/n to be that nervous to be on a date with him.
He pursed his lips for a moment, then did his best to offer the nervous a kind smile. "Why're you so shaken up? Didn't want it to be me?" He joked, hoping y/n would pick up on the tone in his voice.
Thankfully, it seemed like he had. "No, no, I'm glad it's you! I mean, it's not a bad thing that it's you. It's actually kind of nice since we already met." He rambled, but the nervous energy that surrounded him seemed to fade. "I just, I dunno, I couldn't imagine that you could possibly be...single, I guess." He said, Oikawa's eyebrows raising in surprise. "No offense! It's just that you're so, charismatic and uh, yeah you're- fuck." He buried his head in his hands, Oikawa chuckling at his state.
"It's ok, maybe I was just waiting for you to come along..." He smirked, y/n's head moving from his hands onto the table, the tips of his ears having turned pink. "Aw, blushing for me? I'm honored!" Y/n couldn't even attempt to look at Oikawa.
"Will you shut up for a few minutes so I can fucking relax?!" Oikawa laughed, and reached his arms out to rest his hands on y/n's.
"No." When y/n felt Oikawa's hands on his own, he immediately looked up at him. He didn't try to move his hands out from under Tōru's, which he was grateful for, but he couldn't seem to string any words together.
The waitress saved him, having reappeared at their table with the food they'd ordered. Oikawa retracted his hands from y/n's as his and the other's bowls were placed in front of them. They both thanked her and started digging into their food. Things were quiet for several minutes, neither really wanting to attempt conversation while they ate, but Tōru could tell the tension between them had largely dissipated.
After they'd eaten, they made small talk, about hobbies, favorite colors, all the usual. Eventually, the check came to them and Oikawa managed to pay for everything, much to y/n's dismay. They'd argued as much as they could've until the waitress had shown up again and Oikawa forced the bill out of y/n's hands.
"I'll pay next time, it's only fair." Y/n said as they were leaving the restaurant.
"Next time? Another date, you mean?" He questioned, hoping to see y/n change colors again. This time though, y/n put a sliver of confidence in himself and his response.
"Obviously, you couldn't keep your eyes or your hands to yourself. Of course there'd be another date." The way he raised an eyebrow at Oikawa reminded him a bit of himself, but he loved that y/n could dish it back to him. "Anyway," he ventured, "Can I walk you home? Unless you wanted to do something else."
Truthfully, Tōru didn't want the night to end. He longed to come up with activity after activity so he could stay with y/n, he had a calming presence which helped ease Tōru's ever-crowded mind. He was always thinking about volleyball and school, always about how he could be improving or what he'd been doing wrong. But tonight - tonight he hadn't thought about anything except for y/n, making him laugh or blush, or just listening to what he had to say.
"Hey, are you there? Did I scare you or something?" He looked up, now realizing he'd totally spaced out and didn't even know for how long.
He blinked a few times, and looked around. Apparently they'd ended up walking to some park he didn't immediately recognize. "Sorry, I just got distracted, my bad. Also, where are we?" Y/n lightly laughed and looked around, apparently also not having realized they'd kept walking directionless.
"This, oh this is the park where I practice! I guess I came here out of habit, the court we use is over there." He pointed over to where a net was set up and there was a rectangle of concrete with painted lines. "So, uh, did you want me to walk you home? Or...?" Ah right his question from earlier. Let's try not to forget to answer it this time.
"Well, I don't have plans for the rest of the evening, and it's not super late yet... But if you do, then we can totally-"
"I don't." Y/n interrupted, his clam gaze making Oikawa a bit anxious. Ever since they left the restaurant, the vibes had completely switched, Oikawa was forgetting who he was and what was going on while y/n flirted and stayed collected. "I've still got my keys, I could grab a ball if you want to hit a few." Finally, something Tōru understood. If there was one thing he couldn't look bad doing, it was volleyball.
"If you insist." He replied. "Try not to get too intimidated though, I'm one of the best y'know." Again, y/n didn't falter at his attempt to fluster him.
"But you haven't made it to nationals like Miya has, so why should I be scared?" MIYA? Y/n knew someone who played at the national level? Now he wasn't so sure about what he'd said. Of course he knew he was a fantastic setter, one of the best in his own opinion, but he'd not played against or with someone who was a regular at nationals.
At an attempt to collect himself, he waved off y/n's comment. "So what? Just because I haven't made it to nationals yet doesn't mean I'm not the best setter out there."
"I guess we'll just have to see." Y/n shot back, before jogging over to the storage shed near the court. He dug out a volleyball and tossed it to Oikawa, who gently received it without a second thought.
"You said you're wing spiker, right?" He asked, y/n nodded. "What kind of set do you like?" This time, y/n only shrugged.
"You'll just have to figure it out, 'best setter out there'." He sneered, walking onto the concrete platform and towards the right side. Oikawa scoffed and went off towards the left. I'll find out, on the first one. He told himself, though it wasn't the most realistic, but he always like a challenge.
Oikawa set, and y/n spiked over and over again, Oikawa priding himself on figuring out what y/n liked within his first (but likely his second or third) set. They only stopped when it had gotten too dark out to see very clearly over the net, both of them having a slight sweat. As y/n put the ball back, Oikawa asked him more about how he knew the person from nationals, it bothered him that y/n might have had a setter that he thought was better.
"Oh, Miya? God I don't even remember how we met, I think he plays for a city team in his spare time." Y/n said, "Yeah, we met at a tournament. His team beat us, but only barely, we did five sets and it was down to the last, the score I think was 20-22 in the end." Oikawa whistled, he knew how exhausting a game like that could be. "Anyway, after we played against each other, he approached me and almost begged me to let him set for me." He laughed to himself, but Oikawa's mind was everywhere. "We played a little after that game and became good friends, he always updates me on his tournaments and games."
Oikawa's fatal flaw was that he had a massive god-complex, and right now it was definitely being complex. His mind was about to take a total downward turn when y/n punched his shoulder.
"Don't look like that, you idiot." Y/n sneered.
"What? Look like what?" He demanded.
"Don't get jealous. Don't get upset just because I know some great setter, I can't even begin to compare you two and you've never even met him. Don't get your tits in a twist so quickly, now come on it's dark, we're both tired, and it's obviously past your bedtime." Tōru's mind went blank, even if he could think up a response, there'd be now way he'd bring himself to say it. He hadn't been put in his place like that before, sure Iwa gave him reality checks every now and then, but nobody could read him like that.
Y/n started walking, but turned to face Tōru and held out his hand, waiting for him to take it. He didn't say anything, just waved his hand around and stared at Tōru until he finally took it. Y/n's hand was warm, and strong, just like a spiker's should be.
"Where's your house?" Y/n asked him, his face void of any snark or ego that it had only moments earlier.
"It's up by the school, two streets north." Y/n nodded and confidently lead him in the general direction. "How are you so calm all of a sudden?" He found himself asking, the events of their date confusing him.
Y/n chuckled as he looked to the sky. "After you ripped the bill out of my hands at that restaurant, I knew you weren't as serious or intimidating as I had thought you were when I first met you. Our conversations and getting to hit your sets after we ate was so much more relaxed, I just felt like I could be myself. I don't like formal situations like sit down dinners at fancy restaurants, I didn't even know what to wear, Iwa picked this out."
Hearing that Hajime had picked out what y/n was wearing made Tōru feel better, he thought he was a total disaster today but he hadn't been alone. "I thought this was going to be easy, but you just keep making me forget how to think." He lightly squeezed Tōru's hand at the comment,
"That's probably a good thing, isn't it? You probably think way to much." He sighed,
"You're definitely right. Guess I'm extremely lucky for having you physically run into me today."
Y/n smiled, "You're so welcome."
They approached Oikawa's neighborhood, and he directed y/n to his house, y/n only letting go of Oikawa's hand when they got to his front steps. "Thanks, for tonight. It was fun, I'm looking forward to next time." Y/n said, a slight blush dusting his cheeks and the bridge of his nose.
"Me too, even though I'll probably see you again tomorrow, right?" Y/n's face dropped, he'd totally forgotten they went to school together.
Thoroughly embarrassed, he rubbed the back of his neck and tried to laugh it off. "Eh, true- our classes are neighbors." He took a deep breath and faced Tōru, "Well, I'll see you later. Have a good night, Oikawa." He barely got a chance to reply before y/n had turned around to leave, so he grabbed the shoulder closest to him, and turned the boy to face him again.
"What, no goodbye kiss? We're basically dating now right?" Y/n turned nearly purple at the comment, definitely not having expected it. He tried stuttering out some kind of response, so Oikawa put him out of his misery and tugged the gent towards him.
He could feel y/n's anxiety melt away as they kissed, his arms wrapping around Tōru's waist, his in return folding around y/n's neck. Y/n couldn't believe what was happening, but he was beyond happy that it was.
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Pairing: Oikawa x Male Reader Word count: ~ 2 600 Genre: Fluff / Enemies to lovers if you look really hard Summary: Oikawa meets Seijoh's former ace.
A/n: ty @jxtblacksoc00l for the support
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“Hi, hi, sorry!” Oikawa chuckled a little as he scratched the back of his head, expecting the chorus of complaints from the rest of the team about him being late once again, but it never came. He furrowed his eyebrows whilst dropping his bag by the side. Where was Iwa-chan, anyway?
“Oikawa-san!” Lev smiled. “You’re late again!”
“Heh,” Oikawa breathed, tilting his head, “had a... problem.” He twisted his mouth a little at the unusual amount of girls on his way right when he wasn’t in the best of moods.
Lev raised his eyebrows lightly, but his face softened. “Well, I believe you still didn’t lose the best of it. (Y/n)-san just arrived!” He motioned to behind him, and right behind the back line, a guy stood holding a ball up while his other hand simulated and moved around explaining the type of serve he explained to... Iwaizumi. So that’s why Oikawa wasn’t being spammed with a thousand messages asking his whereabouts nor received a ball on his head when he stepped in the court.
“Who...” He mumbled, narrowing his eyes, but Lev’s—and even his—attention was on (y/n)’s serve. It was a lot like Oikawa’s, at first, but the strength it contained was a lot greater. Cheers coming from his teammates filled the court right after the deafening sound of the ball hitting the ground. They all stood there, watching what was going on instead of having all those balls that littered around in actual action. Even Irihata laughed, with his arms crossed over his chest.
“What are they feeding you there, boy?” Irihata patted (y/n)’s back.
(Y/n) laughed, shaking his head and took a step aside at the moment he noticed Iwaizumi getting ready to try the same serve. The ball didn’t hit the ground with the same force as (y/n)’s, but Oikawa could see a difference there. (Y/n) commemorated, clapping before high-fiving with Iwaizumi.
“Hiya!” Irihata grinned. “I’d like them to see you in a match! C’mon, everyone! Usual team A and team B formation! (Y/n) is going for serving, team B!” He clapped his hands, immediately receiving a ‘yes’ in unison from all the players while they started moving. “We just need—”
“Hi!” Oikawa waved with a smile.
“Huh— Oikawa!” Irihata clicked his tongue. “You better not get late like this for the serious matches, you listening?”
“Yes!~” His face remained the same as he walked away, telling his teammates they’d start with the first rotation. He stretched quietly, observing Iwaizumi and (y/n) decide who was going to start with the ball—Iwaizumi tossed him the ball, having Oikawa smile on his way to behind the back line.
The other coach—Mizoguchi—blew the whistle once everyone was in their right positions and, after he did it a second time, Oikawa bent his knees lightly, a smile forming across his face as he spun the ball between his hands before throwing it in the air. Right under his infallible aim, (y/n) received it with a firm dig.
Oikawa wouldn't admit it, but he wasn't really expecting this. The game was tight. Not like the usual when they play against each other, but something he could compare to playing against Shiratorizawa. It wasn't enough to use all of his weapons—he had to be constantly aware of his opponents and his own team, every millimeter they moved. And yet...
The sharp sound of the whistle filled the court again while the coach extended his arm to team B. Oikawa's eyes went from him to the board, twisting his mouth at the A 18 – 20 B displayed on it.
"Whatever," he mumbled as he followed the rotation.
"You must be Oikawa."
He looked up from the board to see (y/n) through the net, smiling—his eyes roamed over Oikawa from head to foot.
"Yes..." Oikawa narrowed his eyes with a pout. "And you?"
"Oh, right, you weren't here when I arrived and introduced myself. Irihata-san said you're always late." His lips parted into a grin, in a tone that Oikawa wasn’t quite fond of—it made his cheeks heat up, hence he had to look away for a moment, taking a deep breath.
"Where are you from, anyways? Nekoma?"
(Y/n) had a proud glint in his eyes. "Yonan university."
Oikawa's eyes widened. "Yonan?" He could remember some great sport highlights coming from there, including the cycling club that went to the nationals and a rising volleyball potential.
"I remember watching Seijoh against Karasuno last month," (y/n) said, "then I immediately needed to contact Irihata-san."
"You're saying I caught your attention?" Oikawa blinked, placing his hands on his hips as he threw his nose in the air. "You see, I—"
(Y/n) stepped back at the same time Oikawa's head lunged forward harshly.
"Iwaizumi!" Oikawa shouted, staring at the owner of the 'serve', but all the other did was to stare back coldly. Mizoguchi blew the whistle again, arm extended towards team B. "What do you think you're doing to waste a point like this?"
(Y/n) laughed, making sure Oikawa met his gaze before he moved on. Fuck. Oikawa opened and closed his mouth a couple of times, but fell silent. Whatever he had to say, it wasn’t the right time nor place. He had to put his mind into the game; he could talk to (y/n) later, maybe even ask for his number... Fuck, it was all about that, right? After all, he was in college already and could work as a good contact to help him into opportunities, help him train. It was all of it that made him feel like he needed to have (y/n)'s attention on him the whole time, right?
Oikawa swallowed dryly as he watched (y/n) talk with Hanamaki, making a few hand gestures. The sharp sound of the whistle put ground under his feet again and he pursed his lips. The game. Focus on the game.
-🏐-
A 35 – 33 B
Oikawa’s hands rested on his knees, his calves and upper arms aching a little more than normal. He ran a hand through his hair to get the strands of hair unstuck from his sweaty forehead, breathlessly thanking the manager for the towel they reached out to him.
Now, (y/n) would want to come talk to him, for sure. He had contacted Irihata because he liked his game, right? It was because he was interested in him, he could help him improve and— Wow, (y/n) interested in Oikawa... fuck, fuck, fuck.
Still, he just stood there with Iwaizumi again. Whatever he was explaining, he needed to move his hands around constantly—sometimes Oikawa could identify he was acting as if holding a ball. Was Iwaizumi really even paying attention? His knowledge would have much more use with Oikawa, for sure.
(Y/n) smiled, pride swelling in his chest at how Iwaizumi immediately started practicing what he had explained and it seemed like it wouldn’t take long until he mastered a new technique. His eyes wandered around the court—the team members continued their activities, practicing and eventually looking over at him. All of them were into something. All of them but Oikawa. He almost laughed at the sad lump in the corner of the court. Oikawa didn't seem to be that dramatic at first sight—couldn't even notice (y/n) approaching.
"You alright there?"
"Huh?" Oikawa's eyes widened at the moment he recognized the other, and immediately put himself up on his feet. "Hi—" He clicked his tongue. The towel that hung on his head fell on his face with the sudden motion, leaving him in a cursing mess as he removed it to place it around his neck instead. His cheeks were probably red, but he didn’t have anywhere to run away now, so he just sighed. "Um, yes, I'm fine! Just a little..." He tried to play it off, smiling, with a hand on his hip.
(Y/n) narrowed his eyes. "Riiight..."
"Did you study here, (y/n)-san?"
"Yes, ‘graduated two years ago! Irihata-san used to be my coach as well," he answered, looking around the court with nostalgia heaving in his chest. "But must I say, he is doing a good job with you!" His eyes met Oikawa's with a smile. "I didn't expect you to give me so much work! That was a nice match! You got a lot to explore there." He punched Oikawa's shoulder playfully, having the other blush.
"You think so?" Oikawa hummed, a hand over the place he had been punched, but soon turned his expression into the best smug one he could, with his eyes on the ground and a shaky smile. "Well, yeah, you're not wrong!"
"Well, you—"
Oikawa cleaned his throat, pointing at (y/n). "Would you like my email? My phone number? We need to get used to playing with each other so we don't lose any time when I get to Yonan."
(Y/n) scoffed and stared at Oikawa long enough to make his attitude falter before he finally pulled out his phone.
-🏐-🏐–
"(Y/n)-san!" Hinata's voice echoed through the court among the sound of balls hitting against the ground for the warm up, making Oikawa want to curl up, but... (y/n)?
They had been texting each other for quite a while now, even if (y/n) always answered him either early in the morning or late at night nor answered every single message. It was a little annoying, but it still made his day when he spotted the little compliments and little hearts among the messages. Still, the thought of talking with (y/n) in person after all of that had a knot in his throat. Did he catch on to Oikawa's attempts to flirt? He never said anything about it through texts; maybe he preferred to tell Oikawa in person that he should stop.
"Tooru! Set, come on!" Iwaizumi clapped his hands in an attempt to get his attention.
"Iwa-chan!" Oikawa whined, pouting as he nodded towards (y/n)'s direction, holding the ball close to his chest.
Iwaizumi huffed. "He will come talk to you, don't worry. I'll kick his ass if he does anything wrong. For now, just do your job!"
"You're so evil to me! You know I'm in such an emotional state and you keep pushing!" His bottom lip trembled, but it was a matter of time until Iwaizumi threw a spare ball at him.
Focusing wasn't that easy, not while he could hear (y/n) talking with Ukai, Hinata and Suga in an enthusiasm that was still strange to Oikawa.
"Oops!~" Oikawa clicked his tongue, ignoring the glare Iwaizumi shot at him. "Sorry, Iwa-chan, mistakes happen!" He shrugged and left behind a complaining Iwaizumi so he could go after the ball.
"Ohh, hi!" (Y/n) grinned at the sight of Oikawa approaching him—he had in hands the ball that had been accidentally thrown his way. "I was just going to talk with you after finishing here!"
Hinata raised his eyebrows, mouth half open. "You know each other, (y/n)-chan?"
(Y/n) hummed with a nod, tossing the ball back to Oikawa.
"He went to Seijoh! No wonder he'd want to know how the current team is doing." Ukai crossed his arms, adjusting his stance once Aoba's player took a place next to them, almost a contrast to Suga's modest greeting.
"Needed to know if my legacy is being taken seriously!" (Y/n) stared at Oikawa with a smile tugging on his lips.
Oikawa rolled his eyes, mirroring the grin as he leaned over to (y/n) to throw an arm around his shoulders, letting the ball fall to the ground. "You should be worried about it being replaced, actually."
Ukai laughed, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah, good luck!"
Whatever they said, Oikawa only had eyes for (y/n). The older one had his arms crossed over his chest as he eyed Oikawa from close, pulling him out of his trance by bumping their foreheads together.
"Stop talking shit."
Rolling his eyes, Oikawa was about to speak up when Hinata cutting in had him actually huffing.
"(Y/n)-chan, please don't fight!"
(Y/n) shook his head and patted Oikawa's back as he moved away from him. "As if I would lose," he chuckled, having fun with the glares he received in response. "Anyways, I'll be back later. Why don’t you come with me to grab something to drink, hm?" He placed his hands on Oikawa's shoulders to push him lightly, waving at the others as they walked away.
"What are you doing here, again, hm?" Oikawa asked as they left the court, met with the silence of the outside that was only interrupted by the birds occasionally chirping with the soft sound of the wind through the leaves of the nearby trees. Not many people were out and around during the week of recess, which thankfully granted them a lot of peace and space for the training matches. "Did you miss me?"
A smile traced (y/n)'s face, his eyes lingering over Oikawa as he walked over to the vending machine, standing in front of it with his hands on his hips. "What do you want, hm?"
"Uh— Me?" Oikawa hummed, moving to next to him, and pointed to one of the drinks behind the glass. He was about to mention he didn't have any money when the other just paid for everything, handing Oikawa his drink. "You didn't answer my question."
(Y/n) didn't react at first, instead opening his drink to take a sip of it, almost making Oikawa question if he had heard him in the first place. "Well, I did want to see you again, does this count?"
A soft red tone took over Oikawa's cheeks—he hummed in an exaggerated, thoughtful manner. "Well, of course! I'm sure having me in your mind was extremely tiring. Must have taken away some of your sleep." His answer earned him a chuckle he couldn't quite read.
"I'm not the one who answers the other in less than a few seconds even when the messages are sent at 3 in the morning."
Oikawa couldn't help but pout at (y/n)'s words. "Why are you so mean, (y/n)-san?" He whined.
"Ah, c'mon," (y/n) chuckled, throwing an arm around Oikawa again, "'m just fucking with you."
At first, Oikawa's intention was to bump their foreheads together like (y/n) had done, but it happened with less force than expected and just had him resting his forehead against (y/n)'s instead. His breath hitched as he noticed what he had done, but he preferred to remain silent. (Y/n)'s breathing fanned over his face, warmth irradiating from him.
"Who would say someone that smug would turn out to get flustered so easily?" (Y/n) raised his eyebrows lightly. His hand slowly dropped from Oikawa's shoulder to his waist to pull him a little closer—Oikawa blushed, placing a hand on his chest, though he ended up unconsciously holding tightly onto it, knuckles going white with the grip on the part of the shirt he had wrapped his fingers around.
Oikawa could barely think about anything properly. "I— Please—" He received a hum in response before (y/n)'s lips pressed against his softly; it took Oikawa a little to react, hence (y/n) was already pulling away when he locked their lips properly, letting the tension slowly slip away. His fingers instead met (y/n)’s neck as he allowed the other to deepen the kiss.
The sudden sound of steps had Oikawa pulling away immediately, cheeks deep red, and opening his drink with an awkward cough. Kuroo raised an eyebrow at them on his way to the vending machine, mostly questioning (y/n)’s laughter.
“Good mood, (y/n)?” He hummed, eyes narrowed at the products lined behind the glass.
(Y/n)’s lips pursed into a smile. “You could say that.”
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secretivemessenger · 2 years
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wahh ! thank u for doing my kaeya and mammon request, you did such a great job <33 can i request oikawa with a shy!m reader and they’re like friends w benefits and after they fuck, oikawa confesses his feelings and stuff cuz it was mad obvious reader had a fat crush on him so smut and fluff please :D
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Friends W Benefits
Top oikawa x male reader
Rating: NSFW
Warnings: Riding! Confessions! Nipple play! Badly written! Haven’t stated in the beginning but he’s waring a condom! Friends to lovers?!
Note: im really glad you liked it your ideas are amazing too , also i got inspired by the book pic while writing the sex scene
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You and oikawa are Friends with benefits and it is all you will ever be , the both of you were just using each other to satisfy your sexual desires , and getting emotions involved into these kind of relationships is dangerous
Thats why the first thing you two agreed on is to never fall in-love , but you couldn’t help yourself who would be able to control themselves when they get into such intimate relationship with a handsome man like oikawa , it was impossible not too and So you fell for him
You knew very well that once you crossed that line you had to end things up with him but you simply couldn’t , you never wanted your relationship to end its selfish you knew but you just couldn’t , so you decided to keep you feelings a secret
But it appears you didn’t do such a great job at it
Muffled moans is all you could make out bitting harder onto your shirt , oikawa was simply reading a book with a smile acting as if he didn’t just make you ride him while he just laid down on the couch reading his book , he even made you put your shirt in your mouth to not distract him is what he said
But you did as told nevertheless your clothes thrown away on the floor with only your shirt on , you put your palm onto his abdomen to support yourself still needing a bit more time to adjust you raised your body up and down in a slow pace , you can feel your body heating up as sweat fall down your face
You sneaked one hand to your nipple and started rubbing on it gently adding more to the pleasure , twisting and turning it around till its red it had your muffled moans rise in volume as small amount of pre-cum leaking down from your cock , as you continued abusing your own nipples
And The squelching sound can be heard clearly from the great amount of lube you applied before going down , “can you believe this Mary rejected Simon , I really thought they’d end up together” he said as you looked at him dumbfounded “bitch im here struggling to fuck myself and your just fucking reading your fucking bood”
You wondered how did you even fall in love with someone like him , but your thoughts were cut short because of the hard thrust from oikawa “hah..wait.” You tried to talk but his hand took a hold of your hips and he raised your body up before slamming you down all the way till his cock is fully into you “if your struggling that much then let me help you out a bit”
You were to overwhelmed to speak , so you just cried out for him as you left your body at oikawa’s mercy , he thrusted up his hips while moving your body up and down but this was not enough for you , you wanted to feel more of him you wanted to have his arm warp around your body you wanted to feel more emotionally connected to him despite your relationship
And it’s like oikawa can read your mind somehow , as he pulled you down until you face hit his clothed chest , you raised your head looking at him confused “it will feel better like this trust me” he reassured you before going back to thrusting into you
You closed your eyes shut as you warped your hands around him before burying your face onto his neck , you took a deep breath taking in his nice smell you growed used too by now
He thrusted his hips upward , you moaned onto his neck , then suddenly you felt his hand reach out to your buttocks spreading it open with his fingers giving him more access to your inside , your body jolts up as he hit your prostate repeatedly , with each thrust your cock rub against his stomach giving more fraction as you felt yourself close to coming
“Ngh… im close” oikawa’s confident voice cracked as low breaths left him , you looked up to see his flushed and sweaty face looking back at you with such sharp eyes that got your heart beat fast , you couldn’t contain yourself it’s like he was tempting you and you just took the bait
“i like you” he said , you looked at him in pure shock he was looking down at your with such nervous eyes completely stopping his movements , he knew you loved him it was very obvious , but for some reasons even tho you crossed the line that shouldn’t be crossed he didn’t want to let you go
You placed your lips gently onto his before entering your tongue inside his mouth , he took that as an answer as you both closed your eyes , he got back to thrusting his cock as you moaned between the kiss before pulling away “so does that mean we’re dating now” he stooped to say making you whine at him “yess.. hurry up you asshole i was very closse” you said desperately , He chuckled lightly before going back to ramming your inside
You don’t know why but it somehow feels different now you still couldn’t get the situation fully in your head , but you decided to just stay in the heat of the moment
You cried out feeling yourself close , usually its hard to come from only having your hole fucked but right now you feel like you can cum from just that , and with a final thrust from oikawa you were driven to the edge as you came all over your stomach
Your body relaxed on the hands of oikawa as he continued to thrust up his moves getting sloppier by the moment , but your hole squeezing tight around him got him going as he came inside the condom
When you finally relaxed from your high it all hit you once , you and oikawa your friend with benefits are dating the man that you thought you never had a chance with from the beginning are together
“Is this real” you said everything finally kicking in “yes darling you are now dating the handsome old me” he said with a smirk
“your a dick” you said before embracing him in hug as you buried your face in his neck again to hide your blushing face “lets clean you up now shall we”
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lumiinix · 1 year
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Because he’s so awkward and doesn’t know how to ask for affection, he will exaggerate his day a little bit and even have this little pout on his face so you could give him the sweet cuddles and kisses that he wanted. He acts like it’s the most genius thing he has ever done and honestly it’s kinda funny imagining him in a wagging makeshift dog tail while having a pouty face everytime you gave into his exaggerated stories, pulling him onto your chest while giving him little kisses.
-SAKUSA, Kageyama, Oikawa (he’s being dramatic tbh), Atsumu (also being dramatic), Kenma, Hoshiumi.
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look only at me.
oikawa x m!reader
FETISHIZERS DNI
overall warnings: swearing, a bit suggestive ?
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"He's not looking at you, shittykawa." Iwaizumi snapped, smacking him upside the head. "So focus on studying."
Iwaizumi was right, y/n l/n's attention was elsewhere. Surrounded by his friends, he never once looked in the direction of the great king; and it made Oikawa furious.
"I cannot believe this!" He groaned, pulling at the ends of his sleeves.
"What now?" Hanamaki asked, raising an eyebrow as he looked at the brunette.
"All these fans, and l/n-chan isn't one of them." He sighed, eyes still on the other.
"grab his attention then," Matsukawa shrugged, twirling his pencil. "you're good at that, aren't ya?" he asked, causing Tooru to sigh again.
"Right."
"Look only at me." Tooru whispered to the male that was now pinned to the wall (though if he needed to he could escape). Oikawa had stopped him on the way back from the bathroom, earning a shock gasp from the other.
"Uh- okay?" y/n fidgeted a bit, wriggling his feet in his shoes.
"What?"
"Okay, I'll look only at you." Tooru was beyond amused - some would even say flabbergasted.
"Was it that easy this whole time?" y/n shrugged, staying underneath the captains gaze.
"Kind of." He wore a small grin. "I'm assuming you'd want my number, as well?" He added. Tooru was almost too distracted to speak, snapping out of it quickly.
"Oh- yea, of course." Oikawa nodded, gulping as he handed him his phone.
"Good. I'll see you around then, Tooru." Oikawa was fazed, watching the male saunter past him after handing his phone back.
a/n:
its 1 am. dont be mad if this is bad 😿
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valtheweeb · 1 year
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oikawa x dom!male reader
You’d expect someone as cocky and bratty like oikawa to be just as cocky and bratty in the bedroom but that is just not the case.
sure he could get cocky about certain things “could we skip this part? I’m Already stretched out for you” he laughed at your annoyed face “whatever you say” you sighed unbuckling your belt and getting on top of him.
but just as you were about to push it in- he felt it. He felt the tip. It went All down hill from there.
he got real quiet and gasped sharply as you gave him no time to adjust after pulling out. Loud moans and pleas filled the room as he became absolutely fucked out “ha-AhH~ daddyyy! Slow down please” hands clawing the strands of your hair pulling it towards him roughly as a way of grounding him self to reality, have you always been this rough? Sure you guys have gone weeks without having sex, volleyball and school being a handful but it would be so unlike you to be setting such a brutal pace so early on he figured something was off.
he screamed your name but you payed no mind “t-too much s-sir I-I’m cumming!~” he groans as he feels your hands immediately press his leaking cock firmly preventing him from cumming. Whiningly he called out again only to be silenced by your lips kissing him with force. He breaks the kiss gasping for air as you begin stroking his cock with no warning and a painful amount of pressure on the tip.
he was losing it at this point tears running down his flushed face and back arched so much it looked painful yet it felt so good, everything did. Even the slightest of touch had him groan in pleasure.
he gasped as he felt himself getting close it he pulled your hair so hard he thought he might’ve yanked some strands out but it’s not like you felt it-actually you haven’t even changed your expression since the beginning, what’s the matter? He thought before quickly realizing what’s going on.
none of this is real, it’s a dream.
You aren’t his boyfriend?
you never were.
he knew that now as he woke up in a cold sweat, erected cock so neglected but that wasn’t his main concern he looked around his empty room. He knew you weren’t there. Yet he felt hope, he was so pathetic fantasizing about his own best friend’s boyfriend how could he? He knew you were in a relationship with iwa-Chan but why did it feel so right? Being underneath you, touching you, pleasuring you, everything? It felt real yet he knew it could never happen. He hated this feeling yet all he could do is get himself off to the thought of you yet again before struggling to go back to sleep because he knew at least only in his dreams you two would finally be together.
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first of all I just wanna say…. What a turn out right? I wanted to be smut but for some reason I feel like a bitch today so there <3333
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zmbiesuga · 1 year
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i can’t believe you say eepy as well we r so alike 🤞anyway, how whould kenma, kuroo, lev, the Miya twins, and oikawa be with a boyfriend who is like popular for no reason? Like bro gets recognized at like the store while getting chips or somthing. Remember take your time and stay healthy!
VARIOUS HQ BOYS . . . with a "famous" bf !
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desc: various hq boys with a boyfriend who is popular and well recognized for seemingly no reason.
includes: kenma, kuroo, lev, oikawa, atsumu & osamu x m!reader, boyfriend is used but no pronouns specified
warnings: cussing, as always.
notes: hi lovely, thank you so much for requesting! <3 sorry for the wait, i hope you like it!! also eepy sayers unite fr 🤞
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★ KENMA !
i'm gonna be honest, he's probably not too happy about it?
it's not like he's upset that you're like practically famous, that's not the problem
the problem is, is that when he's out with you, people that recognize you are gonna notice him too
and honestly that's a lot of unwanted attention he doesn't want, it makes him really anxious and paranoid
i think he'd have to get used to it, but it might take awhile
★ KUROO !
oh my fucking god
mr. finds everything about it so fucking funny for no reason
he thinks it makes you more endearing in all honesty, he thinks it's cool that his boyfriend is really popular. he thinks it really speaks to your character as a person
he's not gonna tell you that though
he's gonna constantly tease you so bad, it's his love language please forgive him
"oh my god i can't believe my boyfriend is such a celebrity! can i have your autograph??"
he's relentless, and he isn't gonna stop soon so you better just get used to it
★ LEV !
oh he looks up to you so much
he idolizes the shit out of you, he thinks it's so cool that you're popular
but he already looked up to you before that anyways so really nothing changed
just a bit more admiration!
constantly telling you how cool it is that you're popular, and how much he wants to be like you
he gets used to the attention you get pretty quickly, mostly cause he's not worried if other people will notice him and he'd probably be upset if they did
because YOU are the cool one and you deserve all the praise and popularity in the world in his eyes
even if there is no reason behind it
★ OIKAWA !
#powercouple
you're popular together and he loves it!
when you tell him that there's no real reason that you're popular, he's stunned a bit
because of course you need a reason to be popular hello??
but he lets it go pretty quickly cause that just means both of your popularity status is gonna skyrocket with you two being together
not that he's just using you for popularity! he probably just likes that you two have that in common
of course he adjusts quickly to the attention you get, i mean obviously
★ ATSUMU !
i'm gonna be so honest he assumes you're well recognized because of him at first
and yeah, it is a little bit in a cocky way.
but once you tell him that there's no real reason as to why you're popular with so many people, it not only kinda kills his ego at first but confuses him so bad
like there has to be a fucking reason like??
he really just thinks you're fucking with him because you don't wanna make his ego any bigger than he already says it is
but he quickly realizes that you are in fact not joking when someone just asks you for a picture while you're at the store with him
he would probably mind the extra attention the same way he handles the attention he already gets from his fanclub
★ OSAMU !
i'd say #powercouple2 but it's debatable how much osamu actually likes his already existing popularity
he doesn't really care that you're famous for no reason
adjusts quickly, but he does get annoyed when people bother you while you're out with him
like if he took you to a nice dinner and someone came up and just started talking your ear off about how much they admire you, he'd give them the death stare.
he's fine with people liking you! he understands why they do! but they should really learn how to take a fucking hint
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