#oikawa tohru x reader

[kira-fluff]

"can you pretend to be my boyfriend?"

pairing: osamu miya x reader (haikyuu!!) a/n: unfortunately based off a true story. tw: anxiety, bullying, swearing, threatening

you sidled yourself in a seat next to your good friend. "heeeeey 'samu~" you grinned.

"what do ya want?"

"can i not just want to greet my amazing friend?"

he gave you a skeptical look and you blanched. "well, uhm..."

"if it's my food ya want, yer not gettin' it." he grumbled, selfishly sucking more milk through his straw.

"can you be my boyfriend?"

comically, osamu proceeded to spew the milk in his mouth out in shock, nearly missing atsumu who sat across the table, much to both of their dismay.

wiping some milk from his mouth, osamu managed to choke out a strained, "yer for real..?"

you blinked, then flushed, "i-i-i meant for pretend, i mean it!" you bit your lip, "there's this girl who recently decided she doesn't like me. i'm not sure why... but she started telling rumors and lies about me to other people.....including her boyfriend. and...and.. he's super intimidating..." you looked away, "'samu, he came up to me the other day and said that if i mess with 'his girl'... that i'd 'regret it'....'samu, i'm scared. it's silly, right? but.. but it would just make me feel safer.."

a warm hand fell on your shoulder, "'s not silly. 's a threat. do ya want me 'ta take care of him?"

you shook your head quickly, "n-no! i just... i need you to just.. pretend. i know it's weird, but it would mean a lot to me, okay?"

osamu eyed you up and down before saying, "why me?"

your eyes widened and you once again couldn't look him in the eye. after all, it'd be pretty lame to confess after he so blatantly shot you down a few minutes ago. "well, you're my best 'guy' friend. and you're pretty much built like a greek god--"

he smirked, amused, "ya think 'm built like a greek god?"

"i'm still here, guys, keep the flirting to a minimum," piped in atsumu.

you both turned in unison to him, identically saying, "shut up, 'tsumu."

you cleared your throat, "anyway, you're bulky and strong and could definitely beat him in a fight."

"obviously."

"so will you help me... please?"

osamu's resolve seemed to waver the longer your stared into his eyes with a begging expression. to be honest, the moment he'd heard that some guy was harassing you, he was beyond pissed off and was ready to agree to just about anything you asked of him. but, once he found out that you had also wanted to be his (albeit, pretend) girlfriend? it seemed like the perfect opportunity to show you what it could really be like.. and how much he loved you.

"i guess." he said, his cheeks slightly flushing.

it shocked you that he had agreed. after all, this is osamu you're talking about. he scarcely looked your way, much less harbored any idea of you being his girlfriend. and yet here you were, walking down the halls, holding hands. he avoided your gaze, though you knew him well enough to know he wasn't annoyed with you, just embarrassed, which you had expected.

what you hadn't expected, however, was that girl. you call her that girl because you honestly didn't know her name. only that she despised you. you frowned, recalling the numerous times your friends walked up to you telling you she'd said you were "annoying" or that she was surprised you were ever invited to anything what with the way you make everything about yourself. you knew your friends meant well but a part of you wished they'd never told you. you weren't exaggerating when you say that you are a "drama-free" person. you seemed to always be the last one to hear the gossip going around and certainly the last to spread anything. it upset you that despite your best efforts someone had decided that you were irritating enough to make comments to others about. you tried to not take things personally, you really did, but when you'd heard her talking about you while you were in a bathroom stall, it took all of your strength to hold back your tears. unfortunately, because you're drama-free, you also aren't the most confrontational person. rather, you preferred confrontation when the other people didn't seem to take anything anyone ever did personally. you thought back on yourself, searching for anything you could've done wrong to bother her but after much consolation from friends, turned up nothing. still, a part of you felt like it was all your fault. maybe you could've tried harder to be extra kind to her?

you were broken out of your thoughts by a squeeze to your hand. making eye contact with that girl, she rolled her eyes and turned, walking the other way. osamu looked down at you in concern as your brows furrowed in a hurt expression.

"do ya even know her?"

"..no."

"then why should you care what she says or thinks?"

"because, 'samu, it's not that easy. i can tell myself it doesn't matter and that i shouldn't care but that doesn't make it so. it doesn't rewire my brain to stop caring about what other people think. no matter how hard i try."

he was silent for a moment, contemplating something.

then, he lightly caressed your cheek with the palm of his hand, smiling softly. "i guess i can't change yer mind... but i can remind you that the people who are actually worth yer time won't make some round-about shitty way of telling ya they have a problem with ya."

you smiled warily, though he had to admit he said exactly what you needed to hear. besides that, you noticed you'd definitely chosen the right guy - his acting skills as your boyfriend were superior. your eyes wandered around to the gaze of your fellow peers as some cooed not-so-subtly at osamu's public display of affection.

your gaze returned to his as he eyed you up and down. "ya sure yer alright?"

"positive."

"ya know it's okay not to be fine all the time."

you laughed lightly, "thanks, 'samu. but really, I think I'm okay. i just can't think about it or it'll make me all upset again."

"wanna come over tonight? thankfully i'm makin' dinner and not atsumu," he grinned.

you conservation switched to various other topics as you both walked down the hall before he had to go to volleyball practice.

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"didn't i tell you what happens to bitches who mess with my girl?" a gruff voice called behind you.

you froze, regretting the fact that you neglected to bring your phone with you during your lunch break and were subsequently now completely alone with some gorilla-faced man who spoke gravelly like he wasn't in high school at all. slowly turning, you cowered, "i-i don't think i did anything wrong.."

immediately his fist slammed against your locker. "obviously you fuckin' did if my girl is tellin' me you've been a fuckin' problem!"

"i-i-i don't even know who she is," you defended, moving your hands to shield your face in fear.

"bullshit."

you screamed as you felt a hand tightly grab your wrist and you squeezed your eyes shut, preparing yourself for the impact of a fist. after a few moments, you opened them, shocked to see osamu standing in front of you, shielding you from the gruff boyfriend.

"get a load of this guy," osamu smiled sardonically, "getting involved in his girlfriend's drama because she can't handle it herself? you must be her hero."

the man grit his teeth hard, winding up for a punch that osamu immediately countered, without breaking a sweat.

"you take that back you fuckin' piece of shit!" he growled, aiming for a blow to osamu's kneecap. "how the fuck does a prick like you even know this stupid bitch anyway." he continued, seemingly adding fuel to the fire.

osamu's eyes widened with a fiery rage, "you don't get to talk like that about my girlfriend." within seconds, the man was pummeled to the ground and osamu's fist connected against his face repeatedly until you pulled osamu away.

as if the situation wasn't already at its worst, that girl came running down the hall. "you BITCH! how dare you do this to my man! i fucking knew you were a rat." she paused for a moment before letting out a shriek of laughter, "oh? what's this? there's no fucking way you managed to get a boyfriend. what, you finally found someone willing to fuck you for a price?" she giggled, "osamu miya, was it? tell me, how much is she paying you to play pretend?"

osamu ground down on his teeth dangerously as he eyed the girl with contempt. "I'll have you know that i asked her out and was lucky enough for her to say yes."

she forced out another laugh, "then you're both pathetic! a match made in heaven."

you willed the tears to stay in your eyes, not wanting to give the girl the power of knowing that she hurt you, that she made you cry. you whispered something even you could barely hear.

"what was that? finally apologizing to me?"

you narrowed your eyes, looking her directly in her own as you raised your voice, "I said 'LEAVE US ALONE!'" you screamed with all you had in you.

she smirked, seemingly only a little fazed by your outburst. "fine, I'll leave. as soon as you prove you guys are actually dating. 'cause, like, there's no way, right babe?!" her boyfriend grunted out a laugh from his position on the floor.

this is the end. you thought. i'm gonna have to confess that i made this whole thing up and then i'm never going to hear the end of it. you sent a worried look to osamu who was already inches from your face. you tried to back away in shock, but his hand found purchase on the small of your back. he pulled you in tightly before taking your chin in between his index and thumb. his eyes conveyed a message you couldn't quite decifer.

yet, the next thing you knew, his lips were on yours. it wasn't at all the sort of chaste or reluctant kiss you were expecting, but one filled with hunger and desire. you returned in equal force, intertwining your fingers in his gray-brown locks. you could've sworn you'd heard a guttural groan as you shifted your leg in between his. when you at last separated, the girl and her boyfriend were gone. it was just the two of you.

osamu looked down at your lips once more before meeting your eyes. "hey."

you laughed breathily, "hey."

"do ya wanna date fer real?"

you answered with another eager kiss.

[translytherins]

*[Y/n] and Oikawa getting surrounded by Oikawa's fangirls*

[Y/n]: Oikawa-senpai! We're surrounded! What do we do!?!

Oikawa: Quick! Take my hand!

[Y/n] *holds Oikawa's hand*: Now what?

Oikawa: Nothing! I just wanted to hold your hand! (UwU)

[ugh-tsumu]

Random convos I found on Facebook but make it Haikyuu boys

[summer-dxd]

Oikawa x Akaashi x Fem reader (sort of yandere??)

Istg if y’all don’t read this and love it ill murder you in your sleep. Anywaysss i thought of this on the toilet while i was watching lilsimsie on YouTube and listening to music so cut me some slack ^-^ (the song is linked in this post)

Also slay this is so cringe, jk jk but the writing could be better ngl. Idk i didn’t pay attention to synonyms in class.

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The door bell rang. Two attractive young men stood before me, a brunette with chiseled features and a slim physique and a tall, handsome boy with gorgeous eyes and dark hair.

“Y/N I presume?” The first boy said, grinning at his partner.

“Yes… who are you?” I curiously asked, staring intently at the both of them. I noticed a slight tension between the two. I recognised a symbolic pin on the dark-haired boys coat.

AKAASHI?! Like a member of the mafia family, Akaashi?! OH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL?!

The brown-haired boy gripped my hand, pulling it up and placing a gentle kiss to my finger tips.

“Oikawa, Oikawa Tohru” He smirked, pulling on my wrist tightly. I couldn’t believe it… a boy who uncle runs and owns one of the largest global companies ever and another boy whose father practically runs the mafia in Tokyo. I laughed hysterically.

“I’m sorry… WHAT?!” I choked out loudly, seeing the boys share puzzled looks, “THE Oikawa family heir?! And who are you? Akaashi Keiji, The soon-to-be mafia boss once dear-old daddy passes?” I shot a half glare in Akaashis direction.

“Yes” He answered, staring blankly into my eyes.

“W-well come in then” I mumbled pulling the grand doors of my fathers manor open. Nine bedrooms and twelve bathrooms, our families income and pretty much limited wealth funded all the up keep of the mansion. It was huge, equipped with an indoor, heated pool, theatre, bar and bowling alley in the basement. It was modern and costed almost fifty million Australian dollars.

“So… are you here to see my father? Mr L/N?” I continued walking up a marble staircase in the entry way, the two boys in suit.

“Mhm! That’s right sweetheart!” Tohru smiled as he spoke, “Very clever man you know, rich and smart, A perfect business partner and father in L-!” Keiji elbowed him harshly in the stomach.

“Shut up” He yelled angrily, still following me. I paused and turned around.

“Huh?” I tilted my head, confused. Tohru ushered me along after shooting some dirty glances at Keiji. I was confused but kept walking to my fathers study. I stepped up to the doors and three times, rhythmically.

“Come in” an annoyed, monotone voice said from the other side.

“That’s our cue” Keiji said, opening the door for me and Tohru.

“My daughter!” Mr L/N grinned, his stern facade disappearing, “And my sons in law!” He hopped out of his seat, arms outstretched and wrapping the boys in a warm embrace.

“Father??” I questioned, trying to make sense of the scene before me, “What do you mean sons?” I was absolutely puzzled.

“Why, you are going to be engaged to both of them next month, sweet girl!” He beamed, letting go of the boys and wrapping an arm around my shoulder, “My little girl getting married to her childhood friends.” He started to tear up but quickly wiped his eyes and sat down. “These two will be staying with us til the wedding, then you’ll have access to your mothers inheritance and become the wife and property of these two, wealthy gentlemen.”

“PROPERTY?!” I yelled, shocked at what i was hearing.

“Don’t worry! They’ll take care of you and give you a good life on the conditions you show up to all gatherings and lavish parties they attend and make good use of their names and your rising fame in acting.” My father went dead serious as Tohru piped up.

“Plus! If its a poly-amorous marriage imagine how much better Keiji and I would look than just a normal gay couple, with connections and immense wealth!”

“Doesn’t sound that horrendous I guess… BUT what about the huge target it would put on my back and the paparazzi you guys deal with daily?” I thought deeply for a moment.

“What about it? Are you forgetting who i am? For such a pretty thing you’re quite dense my dear” Keiji adjusted his jacket as he interrupted my trail of thought.

“Let me consider it… Give me one week” I couldn’t lie, both men were stunningly hot and probably would make wonderful husbands but did i really want to marry people I BARELY knew or remembered, like obviously Akaashi didn’t still play with lego and Tohru wouldn’t cry if he saw a roach in the corner of the room. Unless… they did??

[your-local-baguette]

Sneak peek at an oikawa tohru oneshot. Full version on wattpad(874 words)

Include:

Mention of eating disorder ( full version )

Cringe( probably )

Angst

Oikawa tohru oneshot

Flowers

He

smiled to himself, looking like an idiot in love

That was because, he was.

....

The next thing he knew, he was standing in front of a picture of you, a wet crimson and night bouquet resting in his hands....

Full version on wattpad

Account: YourLocalBaguette

Reminder: i am a minor. Also this might contain sensitive subject for some people read at your own risks.

Huh also. There are some very cringe books that i definitely do not recommend

Genshin impact oneshot book( longest one in french)

Genshin impact headcanons ( lots of random shit and not reviewed)

Ghost of eternity ( raiden Shogun x reader )

That pretty much it. I doubt i will stay on tumblr for long but if i do i hope i'll see you on wattpad.

[kuroos-moon]

When One Cheats 

☾ pairing: oikawa x reader

☾ request: oikawa cheating on s/o and feeling like the worst person ever afterwards cause he always feared doing this with her, but she doesn't forgive him. very angst please, i know you're really good on making your readers cry

☾ genre: angst

☾ warning/s: angst, cheating

☾ wc: 1.1k

He loves you deeply, no one understood and knew him the way you do and he could imagine spending the rest of his days beside you. That kind of love was more than enough, but he misses the thrill, the slow burn, the teasing, the new butterflies. 

It’s nothing serious, he thinks to himself every single time he smirks down at the girl that wasn’t you, holding her hand and telling her words he knew she wanted to hear. Like a trap, like he had anticipated, she falls for him, dancing into the bliss that is Oikawa Tohru’s affection. 

It doesn’t really matter right? He only ever wants her to fall for him, he has no intention whatsoever to actually like her back or actually give her himself; it was all for his ego. The seat in his heart is for you and you alone, it’s all fun and games with other girls. 

“I’ll see you after class,” you smile, head tilted up to look at him and he warmly smiles back, heart beating against his chest at the sight of your pretty eyes and sincere smile. This, this is his personal heaven on earth, his angel in human form. You are the love of his life; he knew that to the very core. 

“I love you, y/n-chan,” he chuckles, cupping your cheek before he leans down to plant a chaste kiss on your lips. “I’ll be off to practice then,” he waves at you as he backs away, and you grin at him, “do your best!” 

Of course he will, much more now that you’ve given him his daily serotonin boost with your loving smile. After his practice, he’s surprised to have his teammate call for him, “Oikawa-kun your girlfriend’s here.” He races outside the locker room only to be disappointed when it’s not you who’s standing there.

“Tohru-chan!” Oh, if it isn’t the girl who fell for him after only a week of texting and a few sweet words from him.  “Yuki-chan,” he says, taken aback before he quickly recovers with a smile, “what are you doing here? Missed me already?” 

“You haven’t been replying to my texts,” she pouts. He internally scoffs in his head. He’s actually disgusted his teammates referred to her as his girlfriend. 

“Oh, I’ve been really busy with practice,” he scratches the back of his head. 

“You don’t like me anymore, do you?” 

Tohru cockily smirks at her, approaching her slowly before tilting her chin up and teasingly leaning in. If there was a school for capturing girl’s hearts, he’s self-aware he’d be the top of the class. “Is that how you feel? Then how could I make it up to you?” He muses, the girl speechless at his closeness.  

He’s great at analyzing character, she was an easily-attached girl who was lowkey shy and could never do the first move. People, however, tend to be unpredictable, no matter how sure Tohru was she’d never do things that’d cause him demise. 

Without warning, she tiptoes and locks her lips against his, wrapping her arms around his neck. Petrified, his eyes remain wide open and he stills, unable to kiss her back as a heavy pang on his chest reminded him that this was utterly wrong. Consumed with the guilt, he comes back to his senses and places a hand on her shoulder to lightly push her off him. 

“That surprised me,” he chuckles, perfectly pretending he wasn’t panicking inside. 

“Why’d you push me off? You really don’t like me! Well I don’t want you either!”

“That’s not what your lips said,” he raises a brow, his ego slightly wounded. He wasn’t in his right mind at all when he grabs her and kisses her the way he knew would leave her knees weak. Gentle kisses turned into something more needy in her part, and the once level-headed setter slowly gave in to impulse as he backs her up against the wall.

Bodies pressed against each other, her hands running across his back, feeling his chest, his shoulders— he knew she was crazy for his body. 

Oikawa Tohru, the man who promised you the world. Not once in your years together did you doubt him or fear disloyalty. Your relationship was built around trust, and you thought it was something that neither of you would break. 

Yet, you couldn’t explain the sight before you. Your person was in the arms of another and kissing someone that wasn’t you. It made you sick, your heart was trampled with and torn to pieces. You desperately wish it was all a dream, but your eyes are wide open and it is reality; it’s cruel, but you know he’s no longer yours. 

An image of you smiling at him when he woke you up this morning flashes across his mind, and on instinct he pulls away almost immediately. It’s as if a cold bucket of water was poured down on him when he sees you standing at the entrance of the gym from the corner of his eye. 

Please, no, that’s all he could ever think; afraid to look at you and confirm that you actually saw the shameful mistake he’s committed— the thoughtless choice he still chose. 

He’s forced to look and come to you the moment your sobs reach his ears; it was the most painful thing he’s ever heard. It seems as if the world was ending the moment his eyes fall on you, your shoulders were shaking and you were falling apart before him. 

“Y/n-chan,” he softly says your name, but his voice only hurt you more as you flinch away from his attempt to touch your shoulder. “I thought you loved me,” you sob, his eyes widening at the heavy weight of your pain-filled words. 

“I- I do, you know I do, please, y/n-chan I can explain,” he moves to hold your hands.

“Thank you for all these years Tohru, I never imagined this day would come but it did. Are you happy now? Were you unhappy with me?” Your voice just keeps on breaking and he holds your hands tighter, a desperate look on his face as tears blurred his vision. 

“You are my happiness y/n, I was foolish, I never meant for this to happen I wasn’t think-

“I’ll be out of the house before you come home.” 

True to your word, he came home to an empty lifeless house, void of your presence. All your clothes were gone and so were you. He’d be a bit more hopeful he could fix it if the picture frame of the both of you on the bedside table was empty too, but your picture was there, you didn’t take it with you. 

He felt bitter as he looks at both your smiles looking back at him, you’re gone and all that’s left are finite recollections of the both of you together as he could no longer make more memories with you in this lifetime.

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[tohru-oikawaii]

Part 25 - Call

Oikawa grumbled in irritation as he march his way towards the nearest vending machine. His old teammates have picked on him again. With his flight delayed for 45 minutes, the sincere faces they had were replaced with goofy ones.

"All that cry and angsty words for nothing," Makki said as he faked a sniff.

"Right. Created my line this morning, you know? To make it sound so dramatic," Mattsun seconded as he wiped the invisible tears.

"You owe us a drink, Shittykawa," Iwaizumi seconded which made Oikawa frown.

"Stupid friends," Oikawa grumbled as he fished for his wallet, "I'm gonna look for cool friends at Brazil! Those three can choke!" He swore to himself as he was about to slip the bill to the slot.

Which was interrupted by the sudden vibration of his phone.

Oikawa reached for the back of his pocket, curious who would be calling him at this time. And when he realized who the mysterious caller was, he froze.

But he didn't hesitate on swiping to the right.

Heart slowly pounding, he placed his phone next to his ear. He cleared his throat, "Y...Y/N-chan?" He winced with the sudden crack of his voice.

Y/N on the other line did not respond, which made Oikawa slightly disappointed. She must've pressed his number accidentally, he thought. He was about to end the call when Y/N spoke.

"Are you heading to your plane now?" She asked in a voice Oikawa couldn't decipher. Is she happy? Or no?

"My flight is delayed for forty-five minutes," he explained as he now leaned at the side of the machine, its warmth seeping through his coat.

"I see..." Y/N mumbled softly on the other line. Oikawa nodded, though Y/N wouldn't be able to see him.

Silence grow between them. The only thing Oikawa could figure out on Y/N's line is the soft rustles of her sheets. Y/N, on the other hand, couldn't hear anything but the airport's recorded announcement.

Y/N inhaled a handful before speaking, "Oi...Tōhru," her heart ached as she mentioned the familiar name she has been trying to avoid for a year.

Oikawa, apparently, felt the same, too. The corners of his lips raising as he heard his given name from Y/N again, "Y/N."

"I'm... I'm sorry," she cracked. Soft sobs can be heard on her line, which made Oikawa slightly alarmed.

"I'm so sorry..." She added as blowing of nose can be heard.

"It's not you who should apologize," Oikawa mumbled as he blinked, "It's me."

"But I've been so hard on you," Y/N confessed, "I...I see you trying, you know? When we first met, I was just..." Y/N coughed, "Scared. I shouldn't be. I'm sorry."

"You have the right to be afraid," Oikawa said as he caressed his own nape, playing with his lower lip as portions of his heart are tugged by Y/N's apologies.

"God..." Y/N inhaled sharply, "Two months...I wasted two months!" And she broke into small sobs once again.

"Hey, hey," Oikawa chuckled but in the attempts of making the call lighter, but they were useless, "Hey, Y/N, it's alright. I enjoyed them."

"I...I did, too," Y/N confessed, "But we could've done more. If I wasn't being hard."

Oikawa sighed, his eyes trailing a family who are on their way on leaving the airport, "Y/N..." He pronounced her name dreamily, "I told you it's okay..."

"We can do so many things if I return from Brazil," Oikawa suggested.

"And...and when is that?" Y/N asked.

Oikawa looked above, mentally creating a list on his mind, "Two years."

"That long!" Y/N cried as she burried her face onto her pillow, which made Oikawa chuckle as she is slowly sounding like his cousin forbidden to eat candies.

"Two years before I can see you again..." Y/N said on the other line in a tone that sounded absent-minded.

"No worries," Oikawa responded coolly, "I have Discord and Skype."

"But internet connection sucks most of the times," Y/N reasoned.

"Then I'll call you. Or text you," Oikawa did not falter, however.

"But overseas calls are expensive."

"Then I'll work part-time as I train."

"Part-time? Like what?"

"Like...pizza delivery guy?"

Y/N chuckled, "You'd make a bad pizza delivery guy. I can only imagine your customers getting obsessed with you."

"Wow. Is that a compliment? Or an insult?" Oikawa faked an offended tone.

"A...A compliment."

Both fell silent as they desperately get rid of the embarrassment. Y/N had to throw her phone on her bed as she stuffed her head onto her pillow.

Oikawa had to pull his phone away as he covered his lips with his knuckles, heat spreading on his cheeks from Y/N's statement.

But recovering after five minutes, they both attended to their call again.

"So..." Y/N cleared her throat, "Aren't you going to your plane now?"

"Not yet..." Oikawa pouted as he couldn't stop himself from smiling, "I still have twenty minutes."

Y/N nodded, "I see..."

"But...I should probably go now," Oikawa said as he fished for his crumpled bill, "I'm currently buying Iwa, Makki, and Mattsun their drinks. They're gonna bully me again if I take too long," he whined.

"Aw, poor you," Y/N teased, "You deserve it."

Oikawa gasped, "Hey!" which made Y/N chuckle.

"Tōhru..."

"Hmmm? Y/N-chan?" Oikawa hummed as he is now meters away from his friends who were passing time by playing rock-paper-scissors.

"I never stopped liking you, you know," Y/N said.

Oikawa chuckled, feeling overwhelmed with this call, "Joke's on you, I never stopped liking you, too."

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[chronic-claire-universe]

Hiii!! Congratulations for 500 followers <33 I'm so interested to join your event 😆

My MBTI type is INTJ. I'm a scorpio sun, taurus moon, and aries rising.

In my spare time i like to read books, watch movie, sing, listen to my favorite songs, and playing with my pets.

Most of my friends tell me I'm such a good listener, great advisor, and mom of the group.

And some of my negative sides are; i can be too sensitive and insensitive, depends on the situation and my moods.

fandom: haikyuu and jujutsu kaisen

you can make this sfw/nsfw. im 19.

and lastly, thank you for creating this event. i hope you have a pleasant day/night <3 (and sorry if there's any grammar mistakes, english isn't my first language).

Hey hey hey anon, Claire's finally here for you! Sorry for the long waiting but I was really busy. You spoke and here in the ice cream parlour we decided the right cone for you, hope you enjoy it!

Haikyuu: Tohru Oikawa

So here we are, why did I choose Tohru for you? Your rational and determinated mind let me think you will be perfect for him.

Tohru needs someone he can chill when finishing his training but that can also scold him when he's a brat, that's why you're perfect for him.

In your free time you enjoy drinking bubble tea in your favourite café and going shopping, actually it's Oikawa that push you to go out with him.

Overall the times where you enjoy your presences, are during home dates, takes out and snacks, anime to watch together and cuddles.

Talking about the sexy time I always thought that Oikawa can be quite needy but definitely not the horniest characther in Haikyuu. He needs to have sex with you when he's frustrated after a match or a training.

He's a switch so when your pissed off by his fangirls he knows how to please you. Oral sex for him is a must, it's rare that you go to the main course without coming with his tongue before.

"y/n-chan" "prince/princess" are the words that he whispers the most during the intercourse.

During these times he loves touching you everywhere and praise you, but attention sex with him isn't always romantic, when you annoy him being irrational he fucks the hell out of you.

Mean Oikawa implies hard thrusts, immobilization and teasing, lot of teasing. Before he lets you come it takes a lot of times, and when you explode he continue to rail until he covered you in white load.

Overall everything is balanced with him, but the reason for which he loves you, it's because you saw through his smile and you were able to soothe the pain he felt towards the obstacles he faced during years.

Jujustu Kaisen: Megumi Fushiguro

I figured that you needed someone like you because you can't always take care for others, that's why Megumi could be a perfect matchup for you!

He's a good listener so when you're having a hard time he will always be there to help you.

Despite being a good listener, Megumi struggles to open up, that's why there are times where you have to try your best and let his walls fall down and talk about his problems.

You love animals, his shikigami are often with you and you love to cuddle them! He also love your pets and when he cuddles them he shoves a rare smile 💜

You like home dates where you enjoy a movie or where you simply cuddle and read a book, Megumi loves to see you concentrated.

When both of you are in a negative moods you tends to vent everything up with longs make out session that bring you to bed.

Megumi loves to take his time with you, but when he's really frustrated something will be different.

Grunts and powerful fingering is what expect you when he's in bad mood. Even when you arrive to the main course he will be very aggressive with his movements.

Megumi has a lot of stamina and he will use it unless you ask him to stop, he has high respect for you and doesn't want to hurt you in anyway.

Your relationship resume in 3 words is: dedication, respect and deepness.

[oikaw-ugh]

You and your Haikyuu boy s/o doing the things my parents do in a daily basis

a/n: I don't really consider them as 'romantic' but I have come to a realization that anything mundane is romantic as long as it is with the right person.

Part 2 here! (Kenma, Issei, Hanamaki, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Hinata, Kita, Asahi, Yamaguchi, Semi, Iwaizumi, Goshiki, and Tendou)

OIKAWA TŌHRU pulls you towards his lap as his hands snake around your waist. His head resting at the crook of your neck after you joked about him not being handsome and you were only forced to date/marry him.

"You talk as if you weren't all over me back when we were still in college!"

AKAASHI KEIJI lights a mosquito coil beside your feet when you wash the dishes at night. Sitting on a chair or leaning on the counter as he accompanied you with his stories.

"Is the coil not effective? Should I fan your feet?"

BOKUTO KOUTARO patiently waits for you to go home from school/work just so you can eat dinner together. It's 10 in the evening and he's hungry and irritated but it immediately shifts when he hears the honk of your car or the clash of your keys.

"It's sad to eat beef steak alone."

TSUKISHIMA KEI whines as he drop his phone, his hands crawling to your temples as he massage you after he hears you whine about your long day at work/school. He mutters under his breath how you bother him but you never asked him to do it in the first place.

"Next time, don't shoulder everything. You have workmates/classmates for a reason."

SUGAWARA KŌSHI sits beside you as you both watch an online thrift shop's Facebook live. He gives his opinions on clothes that he thinks would suit you and he constantly reminds you to comment 'Mine'.

"I think the black shirt would look good on you. Why don't you buy it?"

KUROO TETSURO accompanies you on your first months of driving after you received your license, not minding that it would risk him getting late on his work/school. He makes sure you drive smoothly and all.

"The next time you park, do not forget to look at the side mirror. What could've happened if I wasn't around?"

MIYA OSAMU compliments the food you cooked, copying a shady online recipe. The ingredients aren't well incorporated and beads of salt can be tasted but nonetheless, he eats your food.

"It's not that great but edible. You're improving, hun."

KAGEYAMA TOBIO pulls out brands of different foods you love without hesitation during groceries. You never mentioned to him the brands you like but he was able to pick up without asking you directly.

"Two packs or three packs of this?"

Drunk TERUSHIMA YUUJI pulls you from your friends as he rested his arms on your shoulder, his other hand holding his drink. He kisses the top of your head as he listens to the stories of his drinking buddies.

"I love you," he said while sipping on his drink.

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI religiously waters the plants you planted last Sunday since you forget about them sometimes. He searches on how to take care of specific plants without your knowledge.

"Have you seen your marigold? They look lovely now."

DAICHI SAWAMURA stares at you curiously while eating, figuring why you are looking at him in a funny manner. Failing to decipher your thoughts, he smirks as he pinch your nose after he ruffled your hair, then he proceeds to eating as if nothing happened.

MIYA ATSUMU wakes you up at Sunday, reminding you that you were supposed to jog. He prepares your clothes and while jogging, he gives you effective tips on getting slimmer since you constantly told him you wanted to lose weight.

"Just a little more, love, we're almost there."

[kira-fluff]

Y/n who sleeps w no pants on!!! Can you write it for haikyuu like with kuroo and atsumu? Pretty please? ❤️

a/n: *inhales* NO PANTS = PANTS!! i actually relate like pants are so confining >.< i'm assuming you mean no shorts either? lol ..btw i decided to make it pre-relationship so it's especially spicy ehe tw: language, suggestive

sleeping with no pants on - haikyuu!! x reader

atsumu miya you sighed contentedly, slipping off your pants and sliding comfortably under your plush covers. there was something so freeing about being pant-less, the cool sheets brushing across your bare legs, yet not uncomfortable with your panties still on. you swore you slept better without your pants getting rummaged around while you were under the covers and constantly switching which position was most comfortable for you. unbeknownst to you, he had come into your apartment, having been given the key because "what if a spider is in my bathroom". sighing into your sheets, you readjusted your position, completely forgetting that you'd planned a movie night with him.

turning the latch to open your door, he was surprised to be welcomed with complete darkness. he felt around for the light switch, calling your name to see if you were waiting some where to scare him. he was NOT going to be fooled like that again - once you'd jumped out of a corner and he still remembered the high-pitched scream he let out. not his proudest moment. he continued to stomp around your house warily, steeling himself for jump-scare. when he opened the door to your room, he found you nestled comfortably in your covers, sleeping softly. did you seriously forget about the movie? seriously? as payment for your forgetfulness, atsumu thought you deserved a special "awakening". without warning, he grabbed your sheets and ripped them off of you yelling, "what are you doing!?" you smirked as you let out a little shriek of surprise. then his smile fell. you rubbed your eyes, "'sumu...? what are you doing here?" your voice was still groggy from sleep. you were met with silence as a reply. you ran through all your appointments and scheduling in your mind before smacking your head. "right, the movie. sorry." you paused. typically, by now you'd be met with your pouty, bratty best friend, acting like he was two instead of twenty. normally he'd never shut up... so why...? atsumu gulped. he backed away slowly as if dealing with an unrestrained animal, letting out a strained cough. he couldn't keep his eyes from falling back to your plush, soft legs... his eyes trailing up to the space where your thigh met your hip and-- fuck. he was not supposed to be thinking about his best friend like this. he never intended to.. but he'd be lying if he said he didn't shake awake some nights because he was dreaming of you. he felt his face grow hotter. why'd ya have to be so damn hot? this wasn't how it was supposed to be. you were supposed to be friends and you'd definitely be disgusted with him if you found out where his mind wandered when you weren't looking. or when you were. but you didn't know. bless you're oblivious, cute ass. he realized he'd been staring. "i'll," his voice cracked so he cleared his throat, "i'll be in ya kitchen." he quickly turned away, stalking out of the room with a bewildered expression, fist clenched at his side. you raised an eyebrow. then you looked down. shit.

kuroo tetsuro there was something you and kuroo had in common - you both loved to cuddle. typically, you'd find yourselves huddled together under and blanket with a movie playing, sometimes talking during the whole thing and other times lying together in silence. today, you'd ended up talking until well past midnight, so you offered kuroo a place to stay the night. he obliged after much convincing, and again after much convincing, allowed the two of you to share your bed. for cuddles, of course. however, kuroo couldn't stop the rapid pace his heart was beating as you burrowed into the covers, softly groaning as you shifted your weight to come closer to him, rubbing your nose on his arm. he sighed as he looked down at you, finding a half-smile creeping up his face. at last, he willed his heart to slow it's beating, and closed his eyes. not ten minutes later, you were once again shifting your position, even kicking your legs a little. he chuckled at your sleeping habits because it was so you. he couldn't help kissing the top of your head softly. then he felt it. something that he was pretty sure was not there before. your soft, supple thigh rubbing against his own. kuroo's eyes widened slowly. he told himself he wouldn't look but he had to know he wasn't going crazy. he slowly lifted the sheets, and sure enough, even in his semi-nocturnal vision, he could see plainly that you weren't wearing your pants anymore. you must've kicked them off if your sleep, he supposed. he honestly wouldn't have minded so much at your cuddling, he told himself, if it wasn't your bare leg wrapping around his own, only the small cloth of your panties covering you. dammit, this is not what he should be thinking about. he was already feeling himself getting hard, his breath growing ragged. his heart was beating at a staggering pace, and it certainly didn't help that you seemed to nestle impossibly closer to him at every given chance, latching onto his arm and threading your legs around his own. he could feel you rubbing against the side of his hip. his expression must've been comical. he just had to sit there and do nothing. he wasn't going to tell you to stop.. he didn't want to wake you up. and maybe a part of him wanted this. ok, a big part of him. not while you're asleep though. he thought maybe you were a restless sleeper, so he tried to rub your arm softly in attempt to calm you down. didn't work. so, he decided to suffer - he wasn't losing a friend over a stupid boner. so yeah, it was a long night. it's safe to say he didn't get much sleep. you awoke to an empty space beside you. when you called his name, he popped back in the room, as if he was shocked you woke up. "g'morning," you mumbled. kuroo swallowed thickly, deciding he might as well confront it now, "hey, uh... do you always sleep without pants on?" you looked down, you face flushing.

[translytherins]

Hey! I think your requests are open, and if they are, could i please request an oikawa x m!reader, where they get into intense play-fights that neither of them take seriously? Like, everyone thinks they’re mortal enemies, but they’re dating and no one realizes. And their both oblivious to everyone. Thanks :)

A/n: You have no idea how excited I was when I saw you're request. You're the first person to request so I hope that you like this and I'm sorry if you don't!!!

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The Enemy Was The Lover All Along

Pairings: Tohru Oikawa x Male! Sassy! Reader

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It was another beautiful day at Aoba Johsai. The birds were singing, the sun was shining and...

"At least I ain't acting like a f*ck boy by flirting with everything that breathes!"

"Alright that's it I'll put you in you're place!" a certain brunette, Tohru Oikawa that has every girl and possibly guy, swooning for him, said while cracking his knuckles with a threatening smile on his face which was sent towards a male with [hair coloured] and [eye colour] eyes, (M/n) (L/n), who just scoffed at him in return.

"I'd like to see you try... You b*tch"

"Alright that's it!"

And with that Oikawa tackled (M/n) to the ground and they started play fighting on the volleyball gym floor while their teammates just watched from the side, not even trying to break up the "fight" because it will be futile in the end as they will just strart arguing again and end up fighting again unless it was the brunette's best friend which sadly wasn't there at the moment as he was talking to one of his teachers.

"It's a miracle they haven't killed each other yet at this point..." a male with black hair, Issei Matsukawa, commented watching his childish captain wrestle with his "mortal rival".

"It's because of Iwaizumi-san speaking of which here he comes" a male with pink-brown hair, Takahiro Hanamaki, said while pointing towards their ace, Iwaizumi Hajime, who had an irritated look on his face.

"Oi you little piece of sh*ts! Stop arguing and get back to practicing!" Iwaizumi shouted as he made towards the wrestling figures before pulling them off of each other and smacking the both of them upside the head, earning whines from the both of them.

"Mean Iwa-chan! Mean!"

"That hurt jackarse"

"And it'll hurt more if you don't stop fighting and start practicing"

"Alright, alright we will... Party pooping f*cker" (M/n) mumbled under his breath while hoping that the angry vice captain didn't hear him but unfortunately for him he did.

"What did you say!?"

"N-nothing!"

This my friends is what goes down in the Aoba Johsai Voleyball Gym if you were to put Tohru Oikawa and (M/n) (L/n) in the same room together but no one knew the scene that they would walk in when they entered the gym the next day.

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"Are you guys seeing what I'm seeing?"

"If you're talking about the fact that our captain is currently all over his enternal rival then yes... Yes I am..."

"Ohhh... To unsee..."

What they saw? They saw (M/n) and Oikawa cuddling on the gym bench giggling with each other which was already unnerving to say the least but that feeling intensified when they started making out.

Iwaizumi decided to step in and stop things before things between the two "mortal enemies" escalate.

"Oi! Mind explaining what's going on!"

And with that a startled (M/n) jumped away from Oikawa and fell off the bench in the process while Oikawa turned to his childhood best friend with a pout on his face while crossing his arms over his chest.

"Iwa-chan! You interrupted me and (M/n)-chan!" he whined before grabbing the unsuspecting (M/n)'s arm and yanking (M/n) towards him, placing him on his lap and wrapping his arms around his waist.

"Shut up and start explaining Sh*ttykawa!"

Oikawa gave him a confused look.

"Explain what?"

"Why you and (M/n) were making out just now dumb*ss!" Iwaizumi shouted at his "best friend" while the rest of the team were just spectating from the side waiting for awnsers as well.

"Because we're dating?"

"You guys are what!?!" the team shouted at the same time utterly shocked by the information they just received.

"We're dating. I thought it was obvious?"

"Well it wasn't obvious enough apparently" Hanamaki mumbled.

"For how long?" a male with black hair that looked like an onion, Yutaro Kindaichi, asked the question that the rest of the team were thinking about.

"After he finally stop being a p*ssy and confessed to me at the end of our second year. I swear I thought that I would have to for a life before he confessed his very obvious crush to me"

"You knew the whole time!?!"

"Heck yeah I did. It was kinda obvious because you kept stuttering slightly whenever you talked to me"

"Really!?! And here I thought that I was being sneaky with it..."

"Trust me... You never were in the first place... I'm pretty sure most people knew about it. You were terrible"

'But we didn't' the team thought at the same time

"No I wasn't!"

"Yes you were"

"No I wasn't!"

"Yes you were"

"Wasn't!"

"Were!"

And with that the couple started arguing again, completely forgetting about their teammates who were now just watching the couple arguing, more like bickering, back and forth.

"Are you going to stop them Iwaizumi-senpai?"

"No... I don't get payed enough for this..."

"But senpai... You don't get payed..."

"Exactly. More of a reason to not interfere now if you excuse me, I'm going to find coach to ask him to cancel practice" Iwaizumi said before he left to go and talk to their coach leaving the team with the bickering couple.

And that's how the team found out they were not enemies but that they were lovers.

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[ugh-tsumu]

POV: Sinubukan ni Oikawa 'yung Tagalog manifesting audio sa Tiktok

[sexy-bee-juice]

Birthday hc’s for hq boys’ s/o

Request: Hello ma! I was wondering if you could write some s/o birthday hcs for Oikawa, Kuroo, Bokuto, Suna, Iwaizumi,Tsukki and maybe Samu and Tsumu 🥺🥺?

a/n: HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

YES. I UNDERSTAND THIS IS VERY LATE BUT SWEETIE IM SO SORRY. IM GLAD WE GT TO ROLEPLAY ON YOUR BIRTHDAY TOO! Lots of love and snuggles and kisses and sweetness, baby bean!

Pairings: Oikawa x reader, Kuroo x reader

Warnings: Fluff~ probably. Also it might be a bit long-

Summary: Some of the Haikyuu boys and how they would celebrate your birthday!!!

Tooru Oikawa

-No, you will not be able to wake up with him next to you.

-mainly because he’s making you breakfast.

-istg this man woke up at like, 5:00 a.m. just so he could get everything ready.

-he went out to buy you your favorite flowers

-he bought decorations weeks before your birthday.

-he hid them at Iwa’s house though, considering the possibility that you, Madame/sir/bean, might be a huge snoop

-y’know, the type to peek at the presents a couple days before Christmas, poke around the house before your birthday

-yeah. that kind.

-unless your not the type to do that of which he doesn't care he is. hiding. that. shit.

-when you do wake up, (he will let you sleep until about nine, maybe nine thirty, he wants to spend the whole day with you.)

-he will be in the kitchen trying his very best to cook your favorite breakfast. Be it waffles, pancakes, bacon and eggs, he will make it.

-and istg if you try to tell the man your fine with just cereal he will BONK you.

-He might have bought you an outfit...

-Yes he wants to do your hair.

-he is perfectly capable of doing your makeup if you want.

-if you don't wear makeup he is totally fine with that, because he doesn't want to make his little cutie upset of uncomfy!

-he will then proceed to bring you to somewhere really fun

-if your a winter baby, your both going ice-skating.

-I feel like he’s the type to either be extremely graceful and beautiful on ice, or to be a little piece of trash. like,

-he’s either really really good, or he’s really really bad.

-no in between.

-if your a spring baby, your going for a picnic, then maybe for a walk by the ocean.

- he will buy a nice lunch at the local deli nearby your shared apartment.

-if your a summer baby, you are gonna go swimming and probably to an amusement park

-he will try to win you as many plushies as possible.

-AS. MANY. AS. POSSIBLE.

-YOU HEAR ME?!?!?!

-HE WILL.

-and if your a fall baby, you're going to a street fair.

-the cake is delicious.

-HE SPENT HOURS, DAYS EVEN, TO TRY TO GET THE VERY BEST ONE.

-this man will spoil you beyond all means

Tetsuro Kuroo

-omg.

-soft boi all day

-like, cuddles? yes. back hugs? yes. soft smiles? yes. CLINGY-NESS FROM KUROO???

-also a yes.

-you will wake up with him buried in your chest, a soft boi smile on his face.

-he might sleep in a bit more, but when he does wake up, oh dear.

-all the kisses.

-he will suffocate you with snuggles

-and kisses

-so many kisses

-he just wants you to have fun all day, so he will do whatever you want.

-i feel like it will be a day full of a lot of fluff and cute adorable clingy kuroo.

taglist:

@abii-babyy @jessbeinme15 @crazyweeb123 @cultsumu @itssaturdaybiatch @aitarose

[gothbitchjuice]

She's So High - An Oikawa Drabble

Based on the song She's So High by Tal Bachman

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Hell had frozen over.

Today, Aoba Johsai's captain entered practice late, and at that, silent.

And everyone knew why.

Before walking through the doors of the gymnasium, the team spied out of the high windows, climbing the bleachers like children to see what exactly was going on.

There you were, facing Oikawa and holding his hands, thumb rubbing lovingly over the back of his hand. Who were you? Is this the girl that he said he had a date with? They'd never seen you before, and-- "Oh my God did she just kiss him?!" Kyoutani yelled, instantly warning a 'Shhhh!!!' from the rest of the team. You walked away, and they scrambled to the front door to meet Oikawa and assault him with their surprise and questions, but ones was so dazed he could barely answer without sounding breathy. "So she is real!"

"She's real... flesh and bone.."

Kyoutani chucked, "She looks to pretty for you. No way that she looks that good naturally." Oikawa shot him a look. "No tucks or silicone," his eyes went glassy again and he touched his lips softly with his digits. "She's touch, smell, sight, taste and sound.."

Iwaizumi smiled happily at seeing the way you affected his best friend. "I guess you got lucky, huh, man? Sure hope that Kageyama kid doesn't come along and steal her away from your obnoxious ass." Toru looked at him with a cheeky smile and shook his head in disagreement. "Somehow I don't believe that anything should happen."

The team all shared looks of disbelief at just how you created a puppy out of their captain. Kendaichi looked worried, not wanting to speak his mind, but could see the others probably had the same thought, so he spoke. "Captain... you're uhm, you're not going to forget about nationals or us, right?"

"I know where I belong," Oikawa reassured him, wrapping his arms wide around his teammate's shoulders. "And nothings going to happen."

A sigh of relief washed over the team, and Iwaizumi some up again to break the tension. "Alright then, captain... tell us about her. We wanna know everything. We remember you said her name was Jamie, but the date- how was that? What is she like?"

They all leaned in as Toru lit up, a pink haze covering his cheeks that he was sure to argue he didn't have later when they'd surely tease him. He sighed happily, looking up at the rafters with a big, goofy smile.

"She's so high above me.. she's so lovely."

Kyoutani snickered, "we couldn't see her all that well aside from her face..is she hot?"

"Like Cleopatra...Joan of Arc...Aphrodite!" Toru struggled to describe just how beautiful you are to his friends. Iwa smiled again, ruffling the brunettes hair. "She really sounds like something, cap."

[kuroos-moon]

Captains and Strong Independent S/o’s

☁︎︎ request:  Oikawa, Kuroo and either Bokuto or Ushijima (I cant choose!) reacting to a (fem or g/n) reader who does some type of martial art and they’re kinda tough/strong and (maybe they’re the team manager and they don’t take no shit) and the captains kinda crush on them for it? (I like to imagine Oikawa having a tough gf who stops Iwa from being mean to him and jokingly threatens Iwa that if he wants to hurt Tohru he has to go through her

☁︎︎ pairing: oikawa x reader, kuroo x reader, ushijima x reader

☁︎︎ warning/s: swearing, felt a bit of angst while writing for ushijima’s idk why tho it might just be my imagination :> 

☁︎︎ a/n: also dont know if it’s obvious but i kinda got carried away with ushijima’s 

Oikawa Tohru

• is a smug little shit every time you’re with him or in the same room at least 

• like,, he could piss Iwa-chan off to death and he won’t get hurt for it? now this is what he calls power

• sincerely loves and adores you, but at first, he kinda got sad that you’re so self-sufficient, you practically don’t need him 

• but he’s now long accepted that you’re just so you… and in your relationship, it’s you who does the protecting and looking out by a whole lot (ofc it doesn’t mean he loves you less) 

• that’s why he gets so so soft when he gets his turn in being the person who’s leaned on

• as their manager, he loves how you get things done so effectively, even Kyotani bows down to you, as he should—he always says in his head, smiling as he looks at the feral boy getting flustered around you  

• he listens to you all the time and we all know Tohru backing down is so rare 

“Oy, you’re overdoing it, let’s go.” 

“Head home without me, Iwa-chan,” he mutters mindlessly as he screws up another serve, a scowl on his face as he bends down to get another ball; but he freezes at an instant upon Iwaizumi’s words—no, Iwaizumi’s threat.

“Suit yourself, I’ll call y/n.” 

Oikawa has never changed stance so quickly in his life, cleaning up the gym as he sends smiles to his best friend’s way every five seconds, hoping he won’t tell on him on his cute but scary girl who could easily kick him unconscious. 

• he uses your name to threaten anyone who wants to cross him and they will back down immediately

• also likes to show off because he knows you treasure him so much; he likes to be babied by you especially in front of others 

“y/n-chan c’mere,” he softly says, whining a bit. The rest of his team look at the both of you in astonishment as you take the captain in your arms, Tohru’s cheek on your shoulder, looking back at the bewildered look on his teammate’s faces while you sit side by side on the bench. 

They could never get used to someone as tough as you having such the softest spot for Shittykawa… like how could you even stand him? 

“Really tired,” he mumbles, a small smile on his lips when you run your fingers through his hair. “I know, you were great as always, let’s head home so you could rest.” 

“Y/n-chan, today, Iwa-chan hit my head when you were out to get water. It really hurt,” he says, still in your embrace as he smirks at his teammates. 

Their mouths fall open, Iwaizumi’s eye twitching in irritation for his shitty best friend. 

“And Maki-chan…” Hanamaki grits his teeth, looking at him pleadingly in panic as his mind runs through everything he did today, wondering what he could’ve done to your beloved. “He ate my milk bread; I was really hungry.” 

Yup, Maki and Iwaizumi knew there was hell to pay, gulping in unison when you pull away from your boyfriend and narrow your eyes at them. 

“Iwa-chan. I thought we agreed you weren’t hitting Tohru again.” 

A chill runs down his spine, Tohru simply looks at you with pride, pulling you into his lap as he wraps his arms around your waist before you get the chance to throw hands at Iwaizumi.

Kuroo Tetsuro

• loves loves LOVES your remarks, your attitude, the way you take no crap from anyone, like “ah, he’s scared shitless, that’s my girl” 

• dw, you’re not a thug or anything, but men who force their feelings on you will see heaven’s gates early 

• and kuroo’s so pleased about it. sure, he’d love to get the chance to act all cool and brooding and possessive in front of other suitors but what’s more fun is watching their dejected faces as you say—

• “how many times do I have to turn you down? I have my tetsuro, now back the fuck off or I’ll break your nose.” 

• you had no idea he was just outside your classroom waiting for you, arms crossed and a cocky grin stretching his lips when you lock eyes with him

• “chibi-chan!” he calls off cheerily, and you bet he’ll tease you about it til death do you part 

• “don’t just stand there, give your tetsuro a hug!” 

• laughs about how your friendly banters with yamamoto always end up with you winning the argument 

• you rub off as mean bc you won’t take any disrespect, even a little—and that’s great

• those are one of the things he loves about you 

• but he’s always worried you might get hurt or hated for it, though he knows you are very much capable of beating anyone up even kuroo himself

• so he’s always holding you back, and I can’t stress this enough, but this man knows you could fend for yourself and he is so proud you’re his partner 

• he just wants to make certain that no one’ll hurt you, okay kitten? 

• your conversations often go like this: 

“I’ll beat up whoever tries to lay a hand on me.” 

“don’t say such reckless things, you’re not superman.”

“uhuh, geez, I’ll be fine, I don’t need you to walk me home.” 

“well news flash, your tetsuro, needs his y/n to walk him ho—ow,” he mutters when you slap his chest. 

“go home with kenma.”

“I don’t want kenma,” he scowls, already irked that this is turning into an argument.

“too bad,” you deadpan.  

“ugh,” he groans, “imagine a girlfriend who actually listens to you, just imagine.” 

• he is the one and only person you’ll gladly accept lectures from, bc his lectures are always reasonable and for your own good

after checking and verifying that you were completely okay, you knew he was about to go down to business. 

“you got into a fight? What are you? a thug?” he crosses his arms. You were both inside the gym along with the rest of his teammates who looked like they were far too preoccupied to listen. They were all clearly listening in though, except Kenma of course.  

watching your figures from a few feet away, it was obvious that he was scolding you, and Lev already had a ridiculous visualization of you hitting Kuroo. Everyone was worried you’ll fight him, or maybe even hit him, well, everyone except Kenma, of course. 

The setter knew that you would never ever lay a hand on kuroo as if the 6’1 captain was fragile. He also knew that you loved and respected kuroo too much to actually get agitated just because he was scolding you, you aren’t an unreasonable person. Lastly, he knew that kuroo would be going soft on you in five minutes tops, his best friend is hopeless like that. 

Kenma was right, he always is. Your back is glued to the wall behind you, Kuroo’s hand beside your head, his face extremely close to yours that you’re left flustered which is rare. 

After you were rambling on about how you had to put that girl in her place, going off about how it made you so mad and he should cut you some slack, he knew just how to shut you up. And it worked. You’re speechless. 

“what was that again, hm? go on, you surely had a lot to say,” he mutters, acting all tough as if he wasn’t dying to just kiss you now. when you don’t respond and stare at him and his lips instead, he already gives in. yes, just like that. “you were wrong to do that, okay?” he breathes, the worry from earlier on making its way out through his voice. 

“I know, I’m sorry.” 

Locking lips with you, you pull him closer to yourself, and kuroo had purposely decided to kabedon you on this wall since his broad back would be shielding the two of you from his teammates’ line of sight. 

After pulling away, he pats your head, licking his lips. “I forgive you, I’m not mad anymore.” You look away in embarrassment, realizing how petty you must’ve seemed to him. He sighs before hugging you, chin atop your head. 

“Make this the last time, okay? I swear you’re shortening my lifespan having me worried all the time.” 

You hug him tighter as a response, kuroo letting out a breath of contentment. Regardless of how tough you are outside; you are and always will be his soft little kitten and it was his greatest honor that you allow him to take care of you like this. 

Ushijima Wakatoshi

• is probably a little too used to the idea of his most treasured girlfriend being extremely capable and self-sufficient 

• his teammates would always look at him like ‘why are you not stepping in,’ every time you’re in a tough spot i.e. having an argument with someone or having a too-touchy suitor 

• then they’d be like “oh, that’s why,” after you flung the despicable creature out to space 

• he thinks so highly of you, not only are you physically strong, you’re even tougher on the inside too

• this is kinda a given but I’ll say it anyway—he can be unintentionally insensitive (well your relationship is kinda new)

• example no 1: 

you were arguing with goshiki and while he would normally like to ignore you and let you have your way; he was getting annoyed bc the argument was far too petty. 

“I’m gonna surpass him!” 

“and I’m telling you that you ca-

your mouth is clamped with a big hand, and it took you only a second to realize it was Wakatoshi because only he would have the nerve to lay a hand on you like this. he still doesn’t say anything, dragging you with him in an empty hallway for privacy.

finally after you stopped walking, he turns to you and looks at you expectantly. “what was that for? Did you even wash your hand,” you mutter, slightly annoyed. 

“I haven’t touched the ball yet, don’t worry,” he lowly says, making you sulk because he totally missed your point. “still, you didn’t have to make me shut up by clamping your hand against my mouth.” He’s too… not gentle with you sometimes. 

“you were going to say something you shouldn’t to goshiki.”

“he said something he shouldn’t have.” 

he only narrows his eyes at you and you do the same, anyone from your class would’ve been scared at the sight. You were both known as the cutest yet intimidatingly scary couple. 

• you were in the early stages of dating and though you understood each other well, it wasn’t really enough yet

• it’s all good though, because once you tell him that he was too uncaring of you and your feelings he does something that no other man would do: 

• apologize, admit his mistake, reflect on it a lot and,,, actually change!! 

• he’s much softer to you after that, and he finally realizes that you were still his precious girl and you were sensitive when it came to him 

• cursed himself for being too reliant on how you never seemed sensitive or needy

• doesn’t dwell too much on regret, just treats you 100x times better 

• is fascinated with your passion for martial arts but is against you overdoing training

• one time, he was torn between dragging you out of practice or just turning a blind eye to your visible exhaustion since you’re always so tough anyway, you’ll manage 

• but then he remembers his promise to himself to never treat you like you aren’t the most special person to him so he excuses himself from practice and heads to your training room 

you sat alone, your back to the wall. everyone else has gone home but you stayed because your muscles were too sore and you felt like you couldn’t even walk for another day. maybe it had something to do with how you’ve been training too much. 

you’re startled upon seeing shoes on the floor you blankly stared at, looking up to meet eyes with Ushijima. “Wakatoshi,” you say in surprise. 

he is expressionless as he bends down across you between your legs, and you had to admit this was something you weren’t used to from him. “are you okay?” he asks, his voice soft as velvet. you’re taken aback by his question, looking away in embarrassment. 

Wakatoshi rarely asks you that, and most of the time it was only when you said the word ‘ow’ when you accidentally hit something. you clear your throat, bringing your hands together to play with your fingers, “I’m okay.” 

it was silent for a few seconds before you hear him sigh, not only that, warm, gentle hands had found its way to yours and you look at him, bewildered. “is this okay?” he asks, looking down at both your hands and you nod. “your hands are much smaller, compared to mine at least.” he says, but you’re too flustered to even understand that. 

“are other things okay too?” he asks, and like his former statement, you didn’t understand. your silence doesn’t stop him though, he decided to push his luck. tugged gently by your wrist, your back’s no longer pressed to the wall as ushijima wakatoshi pulls you in his arms for the first time in your very few months of dating. 

“wakatoshi,” you mumble, your heart racing so much you’re sure he feels it against his chest. he’s so warm, welcoming, and in his loving hold felt like the rightest place to be. “you’re not feeling okay.”

you don’t respond, opting to bury your face at the crook of his neck instead. “I’m here, I know you’re tired.” 

you both stay in that position for a long time, it was addicting to be cradled in his arms and he felt the same. “y/n,” he whispers, and you hum in response. 

“you’re strong. very strong. you don’t need a man at all.”

your heart skips a beat, “toshi are you breaking up with me?” 

you hear a soft chuckle ring in your ears, “let me finish. as I said, you’re very strong. you look like you’re always so tough. but you’re not, and so…” he trails off, so you pull away to look at him, hesitance evident in his eyes, his palm still pressed at the small of your back. 

“you’re not always strong. in fact if I dare say, you are fragile, and I care about you. so please, allow me to be there for you all the time, I’ll be here, just like now.” 

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I know I’ve already reblogged this on my oikawa fanfic post but... here goes nothing. So I made a playlist with the title “secretly in love with a national player named Oikawa Tooru”. This is based on the fanfic I’m writing.

Songs I wanna highlight on the list (’cause there are so many):

1. Like a heroine in the movie by Punch (Again today, I’ve become the main character. I’ve met a great person like you. )

2. Love you like a love song by Selena Gomez & The Scene (you are magical, lyrical, beautiful)

3. Cruel summer by Taylor Swift (Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes. What doesn't kill me makes me want you more.)

4. Say you love me by Jessie Ware (’Cause I don’t wanna fall in love if you don’t wanna try)

5. The night we met by Lord Huron (I don’t know what I’m supposed to do, haunted by the ghost of you)

6. want u like that by Marisa Maino (I can’t pretend I don’t want you. I want you, I want you like that)

7. Decalcomanie by Mamamoo (This is dangerous, dangerous, dangerous, I think maybe I’ll cross the line)

8. I won’t say I’m in love by Susan Egan ( Face it like a grown-up when you gonna own up that you got got got it bad )

9. Toothbrush by DNCE (Baby, you don't have to rush, you can leave a toothbrush at my place)

10. You and me by Lifehouse (And I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you)

11. Pink in the night by Mitski (I could stare at your back all day)

12. Boyish by Japanese Breakfast (I can't get you off my mind, I can't get you off in general)

13. When there was me and you by Vanessa Hudgens ('Cause I liked the view, I thought you felt it too)

14. Bad liar by Selena Gomez (with my feelings on fire, guess I’m a bad liar)

15. Wildest dreams by Taylor Swift (He's so bad but he does it so well, I can see the end as it begins)