#IWAOI BRAINROT

[blissfullyrhea]

IWAOI X READER threesome

🔞 minors do not interact! Creampie, double penetration, oral (M and F receiving) Twt links , cursing

Since your first semester in Argentina, you had belonged to Toru Oikawa a star setter for the Argentinian volleyball team, a well rounded Olympic athlete who was the most beautiful man you’d ever met. You had first met when you went to one of their community practices with a friend who was affiliated with one of his teammates, therefore you were able to meet everyone on the team including Toru.

It didn’t take long for you to make eyes at him. Or for him to notice you either.

“Fuck- huahh fuck Toru I’m cumming!” You screamed, legs shaking as they were held apart while the pretty setter sank his tongue back into your spasming cunt. he had just won an Olympic game and was so eager to receive his reward that after everyone left the locker rooms he’d locked you in there and laid you on a bench. He wasn’t always so forward, especially in public but he knew with the days to come he’d have to prep you. Which is exactly what he did as he slammed his cock into your still convulsing cunt, immediately slamming his hips down into yours, forcing you to see stars and scream his name again.

Yes… your body, your mind and your soul… they all belonged to Toru.

But Toru, Toru belonged to Hajime.

“This is my best friend, we were on the same middle and highschool teams back in Japan, his name is Iwazumi Hajime.” Toru was quick to introduce you to his best friend- a very very attractive athletic trainer for Japan and MSBY another team full of attractive men who also grew up with or around Toru.

Hajime was polite and they had a scrimmage you were welcome to watch. Hajime had kept you close while you sat on the sidelines and you had made mediocre conversation about school and work and life in general. He’d seen how honestly you talked about Toru and how much love you had for the pretty setter when you looked at him. You were definitely perfect for them.

Hajime was more certain when he looked down now from where he laid on his mauve loveseat, Watching you and Toru, your tongues wrapping around each other as it lapped up the cum covering his cock. He always came hard with Toru, but he never came twice, nor did his hips buck like they were now, as the both of you eagerly kissed and praised his cock.

No, Hajime was sure of it now. You were the perfect little addition to this relationship. He was so sure of it that he’d pulled you onto his lap and watched how Toru just stared up at the both of you with so much love, helping Hajime hold your legs apart and lapping at both of your sex as Hajime slid you onto him, his body shivering as you moaned out from the size of him stuffing you.

You had hoped you could last as the man beneath you started bucking up into you. But that thought was soon shredded when you watched Hajimes hand grip Torus head and hold his face against your cunt. His balls slapping Torus chin as Toru took your aching cunt into his mouth and played with your clit.

“You’re not gonna cum already are you baby? We just started.” Hajime teased, his left hand held your waist while his right held Torus hair and he slammed harder into you. You were already cumming. Body shaking as you were so overwhelmed, you didn’t have a chance to catch your breath when you were thrown on your stomach on the bed, Hajime still in you from behind, ordering Toru to get in front of you so you could suck him off.

“Be a good little girl for your daddies and maybe I’ll let you get filled up. How’s that sound baby?”

TWT LINKS BELOW

https://twitter.com/urd4ddie/status/1499232348814163968?s=21&t=k6vbJCcymhkORNhR5tVm6g

https://twitter.com/urd4ddie/status/1502433943211192321?s=21&t=k6vbJCcymhkORNhR5tVm6g

[juicyjuicy05]

Iwaizumi is the type of gay that can’t do math but can drive

Oikawa is the type of gay that can do math but can’t drive

[crowleysno1fan]

Iwaoi Fic Recs (Ao3)

Ledgend: ღ - angst ★ - fluff ✿ - smut

★  Color Me Red - FindingSchmomo https://archiveofourown.org/works/20116579 “ Oikawa Tooru is a perfectionist who insists on doing everything himself, including his massive home renovation. Until today, when he finally decides to pay someone to paint the exterior of his home. No one told him the painter would be this hot. “

★ tenderly, in the evening time - ohhotlamb https://archiveofourown.org/works/11874612 “  Oikawa isn't the only one who finds Iwaizumi attractive anymore. He has trouble handling it, to say the least. “

★ ✿ decrescendo - bigbadw0lf https://archiveofourown.org/works/33430771?view_adult=true “ Tooru's house had never been this quiet. With his daughter out of the house for the first time in a long while, the lack of her presence in the house leads him to reminisce about his relationship with Hajime, the home he's made out of him, and the one they've been building together all these years. “

★ The Way He Looks At You - roobtheboob https://archiveofourown.org/works/29692539 “ That was when he first should have noticed it, but it was only after he watched Iwaizumi yell at Oikawa for forty-five minutes about forgetting his bento and then immediately giving him his own that he realized that the vice captain definitely did not hate Oikawa. No, he definitely didn’t. In fact...Well. Kentarou definitely paid attention after that.It wasn’t really obvious how Iwaizumi took care of Oikawa—a sharp jab in his side to stop him from slouching (“You’ll injure your back, dumbass!”), an entire lecture about eating healthy, a ‘grudging’ surrender of his shoulder for him to sleep on during bus rides (‘grudging’ because he complained loudly about it but offered it immediately anyway), and even lending that stupidly tall idiot his gloves when it was cold and Oikawa had forgotten his.It was almost embarrassing how much Iwaizumi did for Oikawa. “

✿ What to Do (to You) - Mooifyourecows https://archiveofourown.org/works/14818197 “ Sitting at the table, idly observing the screen of his phone with his chin nestled in the palm of one hand, was none other than Mister "Never Gonna Fuckin’ Happen (No Matter How Hard You Pine.)" It had to be a mistake.Because there was no way that Iwaizumi’s blind date was his roommate. “

ღ The Glass Setter - FindingSchmomo https://archiveofourown.org/works/12241389 “ Oikawa believes he is made of glass. Iwaizumi's heart is the only thing breaking. “

ღ 5 Times Oikawa Kisses Iwaizumi and 1 Time He Didn’t - CrossroadsDemon No Summary.

★ Melt Me With Your Gaze - FindingSchmomo https://archiveofourown.org/works/20405515 “ “Don’t play dumb with me Iwaizumi Hajime!” Oikawa cries. “You were staring at me the whole time!” “You’re a moron. I was staring at you because you’re fucking hot,” Iwaizumi snaps back.-- aka: Oikawa wears glasses and Iwaizumi has a Gay Panic over it “

✿ Shut Up. Iwaoi - Kageyamas_Tiktok https://archiveofourown.org/works/28512558 “ “Are you done yet?” Rolling his eyes, Iwaizumi thought about hitting him over the head. He shook the thought off, deciding it was a good plan b.“If you don’t shut up,” he paused a moment, “I’ll fuck you up against that window.” He finished, adding, “For everyone to see.” as he whispered in his ear.Oikawa’s words trailed off almost immediately as he, slowly, processed the older boys words. “

ღ ★ ✿ Super Spy Husbands - leurauxe https://archiveofourown.org/series/335353 “ Oikawa and Iwaizumi are like every other ordinary husbands - They live together in a comfortable home, have dinner together every night, fight over who has to do the dishes, it's all very mundaneThe only difference is they also happen to be super spies who embark on A-level dangerous missions in extreme conditions and encounter some of the most notorious villains to exist. Super spy husband AU! because we all love a BAMF Iwaizumi and Oikawa “

Let me know if you’d like more recommendations

[atlasaur]

oikawa is the kind of guy to ask iwaizumi if he’d still love him if he was a worm and iwa, no hesitation replies with “fuck no”

[nozunhinged]

the iwaoi fandom is so alive and well on ao3, one might assume Oikawa Tooru & Iwaizumi Hajime had their very own show with a whole ass plot written for them… I’m so proud ❤️

[fakeloveros]

Sweet Dream

Iwaizumi x Fem! Oikawa 🔞 Words: 846 words This one supposed to be in the same universe as this, but I decided to change the age :p

Hal yang dilakukan berulang kali biasanya akan menjadi kebiasaan. Dan kebiasaan yang tak bisa dihilangkan akan menjadi candu sehingga sulit untuk berhenti.

Apalagi jika individu yang melakukan memang tidak memiliki tekad untuk berhenti.

Namun dalam kasus ini, mereka terdiri dari dua invididu yang tak ingin kebiasaan itu dihentikan. Sudah terlanjur menjadi candu, sebab hasrat memang sesuatu yang tak bisa dilawan manusia.

Oikawa menyumpahi tanggal PMS-nya yang semakin dekat. Ia tahu karena aplikasi tracking PMS-nya sudah memberi peringatan demikian. Ia pun tahu di tanggal-tanggal seperti ini hormonnya sedang meningkat pesat, tak ayal membuat kontak fisiknya dengan sang sahabat sekarang memiliki efek berlipat ganda di tubuhnya.

Tangan besar Iwaizumi, yang biasanya digunakan untuk memukul kencang bola voli, kini berada di balik roknya yang tersingkap. Tak tanggung-tanggung bokongnya diremas-remas, otomatis pinggulnya maju hingga menyentuh sesuatu yang keras. Oikawa mendesah di tengah ciuman intens yang mereka lakukan begitu mengingat kejantanan sahabatnya pernah bergesekan dengan vaginanya. Ia ingat betapa besarnya penis pria itu— dengan warna sedikit gelap, namun urat di sepanjang batang yang tetap terlihat jelas saat menegang.

Oikawa tak sabar diboboli keperawanannya dengan bagian tubuh Iwaizumi yang masif tersebut.

Namun, kembali ke aktivitas mereka sekarang— hanya deru napas, serta kecipak basah bibir yang terdengar di ruangan kelas yang telah sepi itu. Riskan, memang, melakukannya di tempat terbuka seperti ini. Tapi apa boleh buat, nafsu sudah keburu membutakan mereka.

Perlahan namun pasti, Oikawa bisa merasakan tubuhnya didorong hingga menempel pada dinding. Bibir Iwaizumi telah turun menuju lehernya, memberi kecupan dan gigitan-gigitan kecil yang Oikawa tahu bekasnya perlu ia tutupi dengan concealer keesokan hari. Tapi Oikawa tak peduli, sebab meski mereka masih bersahabat, ia ingin menjadi satu-satunya wanita yang dimiliki pria itu.

Kendati hanya fisiknya yang dimiliki.

Jari-jari Iwaizumi bergerak frantik membuka kancing kemejanya. Oikawa turut membantu karena ia sudah tak sabar ingin merasakan sentuhan pria itu di atas dadanya. Benar saja— begitu kancing kemejanya terbuka semua, Iwaizumi langsung menurunkan bra hitamnya. Oikawa memutar bola mata, sepertinya ia harus mengajari sahabatnya itu cara membuka bra yang benar suatu hari nanti.

Bukan sekarang yang jelas karena mereka memiliki prioritas yang lebih penting.

Puting susunya langsung mengeras di bawah udara terbuka ruangan. Oikawa tak bisa menahan lenguhan yang keluar begitu bulat dadanya digenggam rakus, diremas, bahkan dipelintir putingnya dengan dua jari. Pinggulnya bergerak gelisah, mencari friksi yang tak kunjung datang. Tapi Iwaizumi seolah tidak ingin melewatkan kesempatan mengulum puncak dadanya, bak seorang anak kecil yang kesenangan karena diberi permen. Mulutnya menganga, nyaris mengeluarkan pekikan manakala Iwaizumi menggigit dan menarik putingnya yang basah oleh saliva. Oikawa harus mengingatkan dirinya sendiri bahwa mereka sedang berada di tempat terbuka. Meskipun tidak ada siapa-siapa di sana, bukan berarti takkan ada orang yang lewat sewaktu-waktu.

Saat mulut Iwaizumi berpindah ke dada yang satunya, tiba-tiba ada tangan yang menangkup selangkangannya dari luar. Kali itu, Oikawa tidak bisa menahan erangan keras yang terlontar, apalagi saat labianya ditekan dan diremas dari luar. Jemari pria itu memijat vaginanya dengan lihai, memancing desah ah, ah, ah, kecil dari bibirnya. Klitorisnya mulai berkedut, minta diberi atensi yang sama.

Tangannya yang bebas lantas menghentikan gerakan Iwaizumi dengan mencengkeram pergelangan tangan pria itu. Ia lalu mengarahkan tangan sangan pria agar menyentuhnya dari balik celana dalamnya yang mulai basah— becek akibat cairan yang terus keluar.

Iwaizumi patuh dan langsung meraba-raba, serta memainkan hangat vaginanya sampai tungkainya tersentak beberapa kali saat jari pria itu dengan sengaja menekan-nekan klitorisnya yang membengkak. Oikawa menggigit bibir, peluh mengalir dari kedua pelipisnya manakala ia menerima serangan bertubi-tubi di titik sensitifnya. Pandangannya tak lagi fokus karena terlalu larut dalam sensasi tersebut.

"Teriak aja, nggak bakal ada yang denger," bisik Iwaizumi, sedikit mengangkat ujung bibir seolah terhibur melihat reaksinya. Oikawa menggelengkan kepala, pikirnya bisa bahaya kalau ada yang mendengar.

"Kalau gitu, biar gue bikin lo teriak."

Barulah saat Iwaizumi memasukkan dua digit jari ke lubangnya yang sudah licin dan lengket, Oikawa berteriak—

—dan terbangun.

Ia terbangun dengan napas terengah, seolah dirinya habis berlari kencang. Namun nyatanya, dia hanya baru saja memimpikan sahabatnya sendiri.

Di ruang kelas.

Dan tubuhnya dijamah oleh pria itu.

Oikawa perlahan bangkit dari posisi tidurnya. Ia mencoba mengatur detak jantungnya agar kembali ke ritme semula. Matanya melirik ke samping, ke arah jam digital yang ada di atas nakas.

Baru pukul enam dan ia terbangun gara-gara bermimpi basah.

Walaupun secara teknik wanita tak mengalami mimpi basah, Oikawa menganggap yang barusan sama saja. Buktinya, sekarang ia merasa celana dalamnya sedikit lengket.

Atau bisa saja itu karena menstruasinya akhirnya tiba.

Oikawa menghela napas, lalu menyisir rambut panjang cokelatnya yang sudah hampir mencapai punggung dengan frustrasi. Ia tidak yakin bisa menatap mata Iwaizumi hari ini begitu tiba di sekolah. Tapi jika ia menghindar, sahabatnya pasti akan langsung sadar.

Seperti mengindikasikan kebenaran tersebut, ponselnya tiba-tiba berdenting nyaring. Oikawa meraih benda pipih itu dan membuka kunci layar untuk mengecek pesan yang masuk.

Woy bangun cepet

Dari Iwaizumi.

Nanti gue jemput

Mau tak mau, Oikawa tersenyum membaca pesan tersebut. Ia merenung sesaat lalu menggeleng pasti, berusaha mengusir bayang-bayang mimpinya barusan.

Ia tak boleh terbiasa dengan semua ini.

Karena bagaimanapun, mereka hanyalah sahabat.

[sharpshooter--blue]

did i just make my entire english project about how iwaoi are canon ??? yes.

[aliteralskittle]

Weathering an Endless Tide (ao3)

Iwaizumi catches glimpses of the endless sea to his left as he drives, feeling an endless amount of love for the boy in the passenger's seat with the wind tousling his hair.

Over the years his cheeks have been sun-kissed under the Argentinian sun, and freckles bloom like wildflowers across the apples of his cheeks. He stands taller, his words are surer, and he doesn’t hesitate to push past fleeting what-if touches of scared high school boys.

Heat burns between their hands like a promise, one that pools such intense love and affection in the pit of his stomach until it sometimes feels like too much yet never enough.

Iwaizumi and Oikawa go to the beach, and Iwa falls even harder in love.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/38776185

[soanis]

SO BASICALLY THIS IS A SERIES IM DOING, YOU CAN READ THE FULL THING ON AO3 ONLY!!! THIS IS THE FIRST CHAP AND I WON’T BE POSTING ANYMORE OF THIS STORY ON TUMBLR. IF YOU ARE INTERSTED, MY AO3 NAME IS “user73” AND THE STORY TITLE IS “i’ll think of a title later......or not”

SUMMARY: Oikawa obviously can't seem to navigate through his love life, so he is thrown through trials and tribulations when Atsumu, his hormone monster (a "monster" (looks completely human) assigned to help with things like love, sex, and other hormone shit) is assigned to him. And somehow, he gets thrown into his hormone monster's love life as well.

Watch the two win over Iwaizumi for Oikawa (although Oikawa "KNOWS" Iwaizumi doesn't look at him like that, so he does his best to make Atsumu's job 10x harder.), and Sakusa for Atsumu! (Which he technically already has but...it's..."complicated.")

CHAP STARTS HERE!!!!

Sakusa sighed, and finally paid attention to the mean begging for his attention.

Sakusa was sitting down at his desk on his computer learning about the important sex stuff all hormone monsters have to learn, and Atsumu was standing in front of the desk with his hands placed firmly down on it, and leaning over both the desk and Sakusa.

“Atsumu. For one, I’m not your boyfriend, we just fuck sometimes and that’s it. For two, I’m still in FUCKING TRAINING. I don’t wanna mangle in some human’s life love and I don’t even know what I’m fucking doing!” Sakusa replied.

“But you CAAANNN though!! Ya know yer more than damn halfway through that hormone monster school shit! Ya know you’re allowed to come! You’ve been assigned clients before! You just don’t WANT to.”

“Correct, as I JUST said.”

Atsumu sighed, and turned around to sit on top of the edge of Sakusa’s desk, and Sakusa sighed dramatically and rolled his eyes as he did so.

“C’mon! It’s the perfect job! I’d help that poor little baby Oikawa get some ass, or dick! PLUS get Iwaizumi afterward. And YOU could help Iwaizumi do tha same!! But like…replace Iwaizumi with Oikawa, for him. Y‘know?”

Sakusa crossed his arms and glared up at him. “I’m not fucking stupid Atsumu.”

“I know yer not! Yer a smart, pretty pretty boy.” He cooed, and leaned over to grab Sakusa’s jaw with his hand.

“You gonna be a good boy for me and join along the mission? I can’t do this withoutcha.”

Sakusa scoffed and slapped his hand away. “You know good and well you can. You got “Best Employee of the MONTH” six years in a ROW. A ROW ATSUMU. SIX YEARS!!”

“Only by bein’ the best.”

“Exactly, you ARE the best–”

“Ah, well shucks–”

“Meaning you can very well do this by yourself. They aren’t even yer- I mean your clients. You’re just nosey.”

“AHH MY ACCENT’S RUBBIN’ OFF ON YA AIN’T IT?!” Atsumu yelled with a smile and leaned his upper body off the side of the desk, almost falling off.

“NO. NO NO NO. AND DON’T DO THAT YOU COULD FALL.” Sakusa paused and sighed heavily and rubbed his temples.

“Just…Ask Kita or Aran to accompany you or something. They could easily fill those spots if you don’t wanna go alone.”

“Oh I’m fane (fine) goin’ alone. I just wanted YOU ta come, my sexy centipede.”

“I– WHAT?!”

“Anywho! If yer not comin’ I might as well just call my brother! Kita-san’s borin to do thangs with, no offence. And Aran’s always the life of the party, but I haven’t seen my brother in like…237 years! Literally!! Like, not even jokin’! Us monsters are eternal, and can’t die no matter how much pain we get in, obviously you’d know that. So it really is possible for me not to see him that long.”

“You haven’t seen your brother since…1785?? It’s 2022.” Sakusa leaned in with a dead serious voice.

“Yeah.” Atsumu sighed. “I miss that boy. Wonder where ‘e is now.”

“.... You want…You want to call him over? You can if you’d like....like…I just saw my sister yesterday..I couldn’t really imagine not seeing her for over two centuries.”

“Ah, well…People get busy, shit gets done. And yeah that’d be GREAT I miss him DEARLY.” Atsumu smiled.

“You know where the phone is.” Sakusa turned his head and pointed his finger toward the telephone right a couple of feet away sitting on the little nightstand next to his office bookshelf, Atsumu’s eyes following his finger.

Atsumu simply smiled and let out a little “hm!” and jumped off of the desk and walked over to the nightstand. He picked up and the phone and his mind went blank.

“How do you call a hormone monster?”

“The way you always do??”

“I don’t..Have a phone… And neither does Samu.”

“Obviously. What kind of hormone monster has a phone?” Sakusa pffts. He places his elbow on his desk and his face in his hand and watches Atsumu.

“Well yeah but..I haven’t called anyone longer than I haven’t seen him. I haven’t made a call to any non-human since 1846 and even back then they didn’t have phones. Sooo…I’ve never made a call to a non-human.”

“Then how do you talk to our co-workers?” Sakusa questions, and Atsumu shrugs.

“I usually just teleport to them. Y'know how each hormone monster has their own few individual powers that separate them from the others.”

“Mm..yeah. But if you could do that, then why couldn’t you just teleport to your brother?”

“Well.. You know me ‘n Samu’re twins ‘n all. So we have tha exact same powers. I can’t teleport ta someone who also has teleportation. Don’t know why.”

“Oh..Makes sense I…guess….Then how’re you gonna call him?”

“I’m not. Same reason I haven’t seen him in over 200 years.” Atsumu smiles and places the phone down.

Atsumu sighs and walks back to the desk, Sakusa stares at him with a bored expression and follows him back with his eyes until Atsumu is standing back to where he was before.

“Sooo..What was the point of all that if you knew you couldn’t contact him?”

Atsumu shrugs. “I don’t know. It’s good to have some hope, I just really fuckin’ miss tha guy.”

“I would do too if I hadn’t seen him in 237 years.”

“Yeah…Anywho, I gotta go. I gotta take a look at this guy’s files. Oikawa..Toru.” Atsumu says his name slowly, backing away from the desk with a smile.

“Wait! Could I like….” Sakusa leans in and squints his eyes at Atsumu. “Read them with you?” He whispers.

Atsumu raises a brow. “Why? Why would ya want to read my client’s file if ya aren’t even goin’ to help me with the other client?”

“He’s not your “client.” He was never assigned to you. And–”

“But he doesn’t HAVE a hormone monster! Nd he NEEDS onee!!! I can fill that role, baby!”

“Don’t call me baby. And I just wanna read it to make fun of him. Guy looks pathetic.” Sakusa smirks and spins his chair around. Both him and Atsumu look up behind him (in front of Atsumu) as the entire room’s lights dim and the huge projector screen comes out of nowhere, creating the only light in the room and drawing all the attention to it.

A picture of Oikawa Tooru pops up on the screen, and Atsumu’s eyes light up as he smiles brightly and gasps.

“PATHETIC?! PATHETICALLY HOT!! PATHETICLY SEXY!! IT’S SO PATHETIC HOW MUCH I WANT HIM TO SHOVE HIS DICK UP MY–”

“ATSUMU. The dude looks PATHETIC. He looks like he’d have a lot of funny moments and shit in his files.” Sakusa chuckles.

“This’s gonna be the BEST. FUCKIN’. MISSION. EVER!” Atsumu gleams.

Sakusa turns back to him and scoffs when he sees his expression. “Calm down, it's not like YOUR the one getting with him. You’re helping him get with….whatever his name is..remember?”

“Iwaizumi Hajime. And he’s fuckin’ hot too.” Atsumu smirks. The light and colors behind Sakusa changed and he noticed, so he turned back around and looked up at the screen, this time seeing a picture of Iwaizumi, his mouth fell agape.

“I’ll do it.” He whispered, and Atsumu hummed in confusion, still staring up at the screen above them.

“Do what, baby?” He questioned.

“I’ll be Iwaizumi’s hormone monster…L-...like you wanted.” He whispered, distracted.

Atsumu smiled and slowly leaned in next to his ear, leaning his body across the desk.

“Hm. “Calm down. ‘S not like YER the one gettin’ with him.” Put your tongue back in your mouth, Omi.”

Sakusa snapped his head around with a scowl on his face, ready to rinse him, but before he could:

“BYEEE!!--”

“WAIT! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW WHERE TO FIND MY CLIENT?! A-AND– AREN’T WE GONNA READ THE FILES TOGETHER?!”

“Oh yeahhh.” Atsumu smiles. In the speed of light, Atsumu spins and a whole bunch of purple and pink light and yellow sparks light up the entire room, and threaten to blind Kiyoomi if he doesn’t close his eyes.

Suddenly, Atsumu appeared right next to him and the desk, already sitting down and handing him the files that he pulled out of literally thin air.

Kiyoomi blinks. “Uh..what-“

“Are we gonna read ‘em or what Omi?“

“Well what the hell did you just-“

Atsumu cut him off with a loud “SHHHHHHHHH…” and a finger over his mouth. Atsumu flipped the folder open, grabbing Sakusa’s attention and went to the first page in there.

Atsumu read aloud, “Oikawa Toru, aged twenty-seven, DAYUM.” Atsumu bursts out laughing, and Sakusa looks at him with a confused expression.

“That bitch’s oOLD!”

“He’s literally one year older than us Atsumu. Or..human us. Us now, he’s a couple hundred years YOUNGER than us-“

“He’s pushin’ thirty. Anywho. He’s 6 foot 2, alrightttt…. Where’s all the interesting stuff?” Atsumu asks, and starts flipping through the pages.

“Wait! Stop right there!” Sakusa says when he spots something interesting, and snatched the book from Atsumu. Atsumu glares at him, but he pays no mind.

“Soulmate: Iwaizumi Hajime. There! See!?!” Sakusa says, leaning back in his chair. “No need for us, the big book of files say Iwaizumi’s his soulmate, so they’ll find each other eventually.”

“So?? I’ve taken a look at my files and my soulmate thingy is empty, and you know a guy like me doesn’t stay single. I HAVE to have a soulmate, which means the files could be wrong, or change, depending on US.”

“I doubt it.”

“I don’t. He needs help, Omi. And so do I. Help me..help….” Atsumu trails off, breaking eye contact with Sakusa and turning back to the screen, Sakusa follows.

“Him.” He pointed up at the picture of Hajime on the screen. He looked back down at the files that had Oikawa’s picture on it, and Sakusa followed his vision again. “Him. Them.”

Sakusa sighs. And turns back to Atsumu.

“I’ll think about it.”

“I know you will.”

“Don’t push it.” And Atsumu shrugs in response.

[yaxwrites]

another iwaoi ffs idea that I have but probably take forever to write

I was listening to “I got the boy” - Jana Kramer + my brain just screamed IWAOI ANGST. Usually, I see people writing in Oikawa pov of seeing Iwaizumi marrying someone else but I am thinking of switching it + writing in Iwa pov Oikawa marrying someone else.

Here some of the lyrics of the song if u don’t like country (its a country song lol)

“I got the first kiss and she'll get the last She's got the future, I got the past I got the class ring, she got the diamond and wedding band I got the boy, she got the man.”

“I got the first kiss and she'll get the last We each got something, the other will never have I got the long hair, hot head She got the cool and steady hand.”

[sp9culation]

are you really an ao3 user if you've never read a >50k fanfic that is incredibly fucking good, much much better than any original work out there, with eloquent writing so deep and poetic that you have to pause after every few sentences, process it and scream into a muffled pillow?

bonus if you're supposed to be studying for something or other but decided to read just one more chapter, and finished the whole thing :')

[tragicqueenie]

A 5+1 things where Iwaizumi (literally) picks Oikawa up and Oikawa picks him up once.

[juicyjuicy05]

Oikawa forces Iwaizumi to do uquizzes with him

[oneshotprincess]

reading established kagehina in the background in a fic with another primary pairing always gives an extra little kick to the main couple's pining because ah yes these morons, these volleyball-brained idiots, dumb and dumberer...THEY got their shit together before you did

[shortstackemmy]

The way IwaOi dance to Blurred Lines in such an obscene manner in the club that no one is sure wether they should give them space or move closer to the two hot men.

[fakeloveros]

Iwaoi Prompt #2

Iwaizumi is a local police officer who has to put away his pride to work together with detective Oikawa because there's been a string of murders in a normally sleepy town. They have to work together to catch the killer, obviously.

Except, Oikawa is more than entertained by Iwaizumi's snarky comments. Oh, and more than fascinated by the man's sturdy build.

"What are you doing, shittykawa? You should've inspected it before!"

"Well, it's your fault that I failed!"

"The fuck you're saying? How it was even my fault?" Asked the man while crossing his arms.

"Because you KEEP distracting me!" said Oikawa while glancing towards his partner's body leisurely. Original tweet