#bunny oikawa x reader

[pinkykats-place]

hybrid character x human reader

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Some contain mature content.

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Hybrid Toji x fem!Reader

Your little puppy

Puppyboy Kirishima x fem Reader

Summary: You come home to find your sweet, sweet Eijiro a mess on your bed in heat.

BONUS, HYBRIDS

bunny!oikawa x fem!reader

synopsis: you never thought having a bunny would be so...pleasurable.

warnings. hybrids!! + pet play + heat cycles + breeding + dry humping + praising + himbo oikawa?

Bunny Oikawa x Reader

Smut Fic

Waiting is a Grizzly Affair

Grizzly-Bear!Futakuchi Kenji x Gender-neutral reader

Synopsis: You accidentally initiated a courtship with your bear-hybrid coworker...and he is more than willing to follow through. [contains smut]

[virtual-bunny]

WE ARE GETTING TIME SKIP HAIKYUU ANIMATED SOMEBODY SEDATE ME IM GOING CRAZY

IM GOING TO EXPLODE I CANT STOP SQUEALING

WE’RE GETTING SENDAI FROGS TSUKKI SND STOCK TRADER KENMA IM GOING TO DIE

[sassyglassesbunny]

it’s after his nth shot of tequila that oikawa realizes that it was a mistake to take his contact lenses out.

in his defense, he wouldn’t even trust himself to set a ball right now, and that’s saying something. dry contacts in the morning are hell to deal with, and if he’d tried to take them out with his motor functions effectively compromised like this, he’d probably just blind himself further.

he can still walk - mostly - and with an arm over iwa’s shoulders he makes it outside of the club. he’s leaned against a wall (then slides down it until his ass hits the sidewalk).

“your girlfriend’s coming to pick you up, and i need to run in and find mattsun and makki before they try to take over the dj’s booth again. do not move from here,” iwa demands, fixing him with a hard stare. “you hearing me, crappykawa?”

oikawa, having not heard anything past ‘girlfriend,’ just hiccups and nods lamely. the exhilarating high he’d felt in the club is starting to turn into a pounding headache accompanied by a buzzing in his ears, and he knows he’s going to regret this in the morning.

he’s not even sure how long he’s slumped against the wall when iwa comes back with his two other friends clinging to each of his arms, depositing them against his wall in a fit of giggles and hiccups.

“let’s get you home, pretty boy.”

looking up so fast is a mistake, and he immediately regrets it when his stomach turns and he almost hurls all over this person’s shoes. he - very slowly this time - glances up to see someone standing in front of him. it...kind of looks like you, but his vision is fuzzy and his ears are ringing and he doesn’t want to risk it. so he holds a hand out, stopping them from coming closer. “um...i have a girlfriend, so no.”

he’s not sure why his friends are giggling even louder.

“i am your girlfriend, toru,” the person sighs, and oikawa blinks a few times, rubbing at his eyes. nothing comes into focus, and the person doesn’t leave. they’re a persistent one.

“i’m going to call her right now,” he mutters, cutting the stranger a glare that’s definitely not as intimidating as it should be with his flushed cheeks and bleary eyes. “hey siri, call ‘my future wife’.”

someone’s phone rings nearby - probably makki’s - but he doesn’t have time to figure it out before your voice is in his ear.

“hi toru.”

he sighs in relief. “oh, baby, are you almost here? someone’s trying to get me to go home with them and i’m scared.”

“need your future wife to come save you, huh?”

“yes,” he agrees exasperatedly. “please hurry. wait, i never told you what your contact was— ohhh.”

it clicks as soon as you kneel in front of him, carefully setting his glasses on his face. “better now?” you ask with a smile, brushing some hair from his face.

he catches your hand, pressing it to his cheek as he gazes up at you. “a lot better now that you’re here.”

you lean forward to drop a kiss onto his forehead before glancing to the side, an amused look on your face. “thanks for calling, iwa. i take it you had an interesting birthday.”

[malereadermaniac]

Long distance - Oikawa x Male Reader

Short imagine to make up for my inconsistent breaks xoxo Top!Oikawa x Bottom!Reader Word count: 368 Nsfw / MDNI ~ amab m!reader / FDNI

Just thinkin about being long distance with Oikawa…

The man has to travel A LOT as a professional volleyball player, but he’d rather die than have to choose between his career or you - so you two make it work. The brunette pays for your flights to his games as often as he can, but sometimes it just isn’t possible; which leaves the both of you craving to see each other. It’s gotten to the point that if you asked either you or Oikawa what you two do when you see each other, the answer…. is something that they can’t say out loud.

But for real, all it takes is 5 minuets of hugging and ‘I missed you’s until your clothes are on the floor and Oikawa has you up against a wall, fully just in his underwear - it’s a funny sight really. Oh and having some time apart really does make everything ten times better! This man turns into the stamina king, begging you for one more round so that he can ‘remember this for as long as he needs to’ - it’s shocking how long Oikawa can fuck you for!

Oh and you just know that cocky bastard will be taking photos and videos of your escapades with the excuse of having them as ways to remember you… In reality, this man is straight jorking it at pictures of your fucked out, blushing, tearstained face, and videos of your hole absorbing ‘Kawa’s massive dick like it’s nothing!

This is all to say, yes you and Oikawa are like bunnies whenever you two see each other after a while, but that doesn't at all mean that the two of you are only in a relationship because of the sex. Your boyfriend is a master at aftercare (after years of you teaching him how to do said aftercare!) and this man will jump through hoops even just to talking to you on the phone for 5 minuets. Your relationship with Oikawa is ideal, it just sucks that you can't see him 24/7 - but I'm sure that the man who earns 6 figures will someday figure out a way to have you with him at all times.

This was so shit sorry guys Oh and sorry for acc disapearing but I am at Uni now so posts will be incredibly inconsistent! Sorry in advance

[yanderecrazysie]

So, um- I may or may not have an idea, hear me out

Idol! Oikawa who everyone in the world know him except for darling, so when she was dragged by her friends to see one of his concert- at first darling was kind of impressed and enjoyed his concert (she's not the type of y/n who reads book at a concert) so when the concert ends her friends, again— dragged her to the vip section to meet him directly. The first glimpse of darling had already made butterflies flying in Oikawa's tummy. He wants to have her, he needs her. After that, he demands his assistants to stalk on darling's life and eventually captured her. Darling was shocked at first and resistant but Oikawa comfort her that there's no one else could treat her better than him

the end-

(also could you make an nsfw part? gonna make it bit spicy🔥)

-🐇anon

My precious bunny anon, I had too much fun writing this! No one judge me on the nsfw part, I'm still not great at writing it. But damn this is SPICY.

Title: Idol

Pairings: Oikawa Tooru x Reader

WARNINGS: yandere themes, NSFW, NON-CON, swearing, implied drugging

Summary: You can see the appeal in the pop sensation Oikawa, but you aren’t aware that he sees even more appeal in you.

idol

/noun/

a person or thing that is greatly admired, loved, or revered:

“Okay, okay, the concert was pretty good,” you admitted, “He’s not just a pretty boy- he can actually sing really well.”

Oikawa smiled as your friend hugged you and squealed, staying just out of sight around the corner with a hat and sunglasses shielding his face from potential fans. 

He had been waiting there for an hour.

For you.

Did you believe in love at first sight? Oikawa didn’t. Not until now at least.

He let out a weary sigh as your friend dragged you out of earshot. She was a noisy, annoying creature- not Oikawa’s type at all. But she had brought you to his concert, and that redeemed her in his eyes.

He could see you from the stage as he sang, and you dazzled him far more than any of the spotlights. Everyone’s attention was on him, but his attention rested solely on you. If only you had been seated close enough for him to whisk you up onto the stage!

Now, you were leaving him behind. Ending the concert without another thought. Maybe you would go out for ice cream to complete the night? No. Probably not. It was very late after all.

Maybe you would go home and touch yourself under your sheets to the thought of the handsome idol on stage.

“Hey, Shittykawa,” he heard the voice of his friend and manager Iwaizumi calling to him, “Backstage passes still exist.”

He followed Iwaizumi through the backstage area, hope blossoming in his chest as he began to pray that he would see you in line to meet him, a backstage pass clutched in your pretty little fingers. As soon as the line of girls was in his sights, he zeroed in on the person he wished to see. 

Ah. There you are.

You didn’t look particularly excited to be meeting him face-to-face, but that was okay. 

Oikawa’s heart was pounding in his chest as he watched from behind the curtain. You looked so out of place among the extremely excited fans, with your bored expression and hands stuffed in your pockets. Every single one of the other girls had his face on their shirts while you wore just a plain red hoodie. Your gaze was calm but curious, while the other girls’ eyes shone with excitement. 

But to him, you were the only one that mattered.

He took a deep breath, straightened his spine, and put on his most charming smile, then stepped out from behind the curtain to meet his fans. Cheers erupted from the line and girls began squealing to each other, but his gaze never wandered from an unimpressed you.

One by one, the girls came up to him, getting autographs, selfies, and some brief exchanges, but his mind was somewhere else entirely. How could he make a lasting impression on you? How could he turn you into the lovestruck fan he wished you were?

You were next.

You walked up to him calmly, but you lacked confidence in each step, as if you were uncertain about approaching such a celebrity. Your friend gave you two thumbs up and you laughed softly- music to Oikawa’s ears.

You smiled up at him in a polite sort of way, not a hint of eagerness. “Hey,” is all you said as you handed over the backstage pass for him to sign. He took it from you, making sure that his fingers brushed against your own. 

“Did you enjoy the concert?” he asked, voice sweet as sugar.

“Yeah,” you said, “You’re pretty talented.”

That’s all? Oikawa winced for a moment before covering up with a winning grin, “I’m so glad you think so, thank you~”

There was an awkward pause where only the sound of his pen scrawling against the backstage pass could be heard. Oikawa finally spoke up, “What’s your name?”

You gave your name, shrinking a little under his intense gaze.

“(Y/n)...” he repeated dreamily, as if savoring the sound of your name on his tongue, “You have no idea how happy I am that you enjoyed my show.”

You nodded awkwardly, not sure what to say back. The way Oikawa looked at you, as though you were the only girl in the world, made you feel both flattered and frightened.

“Let’s take a picture together,” he suggested. You began to pull your phone out of your pocket, but he was quicker, his light blue cell phone in your face before you could blink. “Say cheese!” Weirded out, you gave the camera a forced smile, shuddering as his arm wrapped around your waist, fingers sinking into your hip.

Oikawa watched as you slipped out of his hold and hurried to the exit, waiting at the door for your friend to have her turn with the idol. He forced a charming smile back to his lips and signed a picture of himself and took a picture with your friend. He was every bit the gentleman to your bestie, while his eyes remained glued on you.

As soon as your friend had finished with the idol, you dragged her through the door, ignoring the way she looked back over her shoulder in awe at the singer. Oikawa let out a little chuckle. It seemed he had creeped you out. How unfortunate.

As soon as the last girl exited the concert building, the charming smile slipped from his face. Coldly, Oikawa turned to his staff and held up his cell phone, where a picture of you and him was still displayed.

“Find her,” he said sharply, “I want information. Anything you can find on my future wife.”

—-----------------------------------------------------

You woke up slowly, your head pounding and your vision blurry. It took a few minutes for the room to come into focus. Instantly, your heart kicked into overdrive and you began to panic. You had no idea where you were or whose bed you were on. 

Candid pictures of you, often taken from behind or during intimate moments, are plastered on the wall like posters. Your heart stutters in your chest when you see the blown-up photos of you undressing and getting out of the shower. 

You tried to sit up, only to realize your wrists are chained to the bed posts.

Sick. This is sick. Where the fuck am I?

As if to answer your question, the door to the bedroom opened and the pop sensation, Oikawa Tooru, walked in. You turned away, cheeks hot, the moment you realized he was naked. Then, the truth dawned on you.

You’re naked too.

“What’s going on?” you tried to sound confident and angry, but your voice came out as a pitiful squeak.

It had been months since you’d last seen him and you can’t tell if it’s a lack of makeup or sleep that has bags under his eyes. He looked exhausted until his gaze fell on you. Then, his countenance lit up like a Christmas tree.

“Iwa-chan told me I had a surprise in my room, but I didn’t imagine…” he trailed off. The grin he gave you was not charming, but terrifying, almost as though he was baring his teeth at you. 

You began to tremble with fear, the realization of your situation sinking in. Oikawa walked slowly towards the bed, hand outstretched. You closed your eyes and shuddered when his hand brushed against your cheek and made its way lower, trailing against your chin, down your neck, and across your collarbone.

Finally, his hand ghosted the beginning of your breast and a sinister chuckle echoed across the room, “I have you… after months of watching… I finally have you.” His fingers pinched your nipple suddenly and you shrieked in surprise and slight pain, “You’re all mine.”

“I don’t understand,” you sobbed, “You’re a famous idol- what the fuck are you doing kidnapping some stranger?”

“Stranger?” Oikawa tilted his head like a confused puppy, “You’re no stranger. I’ve been in love with you from the moment we met.”

“I wish I never got dragged along to your stupid concert,” you spat.

Oikawa just chuckled again, his voice growing husky, “Too bad, it’s too late now anyways. I’ve got you now and I’m never letting you go.”

His hands began to fondle your breasts lightly, fingers tweaking at your nipples. You wished you could swat his hands away, but your wrists merely ache against their cold metal binds.

Oikawa crawled onto the bed, straddling you while stroking the achingly hard member between his legs. The red tip glistened and a bead of precum was squeezed through the slit as he let out a throaty groan. His hands left your breasts and moved to grasp your legs, which were stubbornly clamped tightly together.

He wrenched your legs apart with little effort and you lost it. You began trying to kick him and began to scream at the top of your lungs. Anything to get him away from you. Anything to protect yourself from what he would inevitably do to you.

Your voice grew hoarse and died on your lips as the madman began to laugh. He laughed like you had just told him a hilarious joke and, when his laughter faded, a steely look of determination replaced the mirth in his eyes. His lip curled a little into a sneer as he forced your legs straight, apart, and into the mattress.

“It doesn’t matter how much you kick and scream,” he growled, taking hold of his leaking cock and lining it up with your clenching entrance, “I’m going to make you mine.” And with that, he slammed forward, causing a choked scream to escape your sore throat.

Oikawa groaned loudly, tilting his head back and letting his eyes roll back into his skull, “Fuck, that feels so good. I knew you’d be perfect…”

Tears rolled down your cheeks as he leaned forward, placing his hands on either side of your head and caging you in. Your cunt ached like it was being torn in two, and it probably was.

“I wonder what the articles will say if I show up one day with a kid,” he snickers between heavy breaths, “Or an obedient little pregnant wife. Won’t the fans be so jealous of you?”

You let out a sob as he drew back his hips and slammed home again, deeper than the first thrust already. You looked between your legs and gulped- you’d barely taken 2/3rds of his throbbing length already.

He brought his face closer to yours and, after a moment, he swallowed your lips up into a hungry kiss. You didn’t kiss back, but he forced his tongue into your mouth anyways. He dominates your tongue easily and moans into the kiss as he begins to grind his cock into you, forcing himself even deeper.

To your horror, you could feel your passage becoming wetter, making it easier for him to slide in and out. The slick sounds of him pumping into you and the slaps of skin-on-skin filled the room and you desperately wished you could cover your ears.

You tried staring at the ceiling, but Oikawa’s face eclipsed your vision, grinning down at you as he panted and let out deep moans. The sounds and sights were too much for you and you closed your eyes tight. But still, you cannot block out the sounds.

Your fingers curled into the sheets, ignoring the buildup of pleasure beginning in your gut. Oikawa’s groans became more frequent, and you can tell he’s worked himself up too much- he’s getting closer to his end.

His lips moved to your throat, where he began to suck a hickey into your skin. Sobs bubbled up through your lips and tears continued to escape under closed lids. 

You laid there and took it as his thrusts grew rougher, hips slamming into yours hard enough to leave bruises. Your orgasm hit you out of nowhere and you squirmed against your binds as little moans escaped you and white filled your vision. 

You come down just in time to hear Oikawa let out a loud, choked groan and a soft “Fucking take it!” and his slips slam against yours one last time. Heat blossomed inside you as his cock throbbed and released its load deep inside you.

He collapsed on top of you, panting heavily. His weight felt like it was crushing you and you struggled to breathe.

“Don’t worry…” Oikawa said with a breathy chuckle, “There’s no better boyfriend on this planet than me. I’ll take such good care of you.”

[simping-overload]

'𝟐𝟑 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐮𝐩

note: All of these can be subjected to change

fandoms: genshin impact, honaki star rail, bungo stray dogs, trigun stampede, modern warfare 2, jujutsu kaisen, obey me,

ヾthis is a multi-fandom blog that is designed for mlm/nbmlm identifying readers! so if you're female or fem please do not follow or interact with my mlm related post!! you will be blocked if you do not heed this warning ゛

𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝟏 - (𝟏𝟎/𝟎𝟏-𝟏𝟎/𝟎𝟕)

Day 1 - Zhongchi

including: cock hungry childe, zhongli has 2 dicks, slight overstimulation, begging, using hydro as a lube, happy arranged marriage plot

Day 2 - Dottore

including: bondage, excessive use of vibrators, multiple orgasms, gn reader

Day 3 - Sampard

including: vampire sampo, bitting, blindfolds, edging,

Day 4 - Dazai

including: aphrodisiacs, overstimulation, begging, gn reader

Day 5 - Kavehtham

including: overstimulation, degradation and praise, smei-public sex, fucking in a library

Day 6 - Diluc

including: playboy bunny diluc, body worship, blowjobs, throat fucking, amab reader

Day 7 - Jingrenheng

including: threesome, 2 in 1, bitting, overstimulation, ftm dan heng

𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝟐 - (𝟏𝟎/𝟖-𝟏𝟎/𝟏𝟒)

Day 8 - Doppo

including: lingerie (x & x), giving you a show, dick riding, amab reader

Day 9 - Jingren

including: reminiscing, rough to soft sex, kissing,

Day 10 - Simon "Ghost" Riley

includes: soft sex, dacryphilia, simon loses his virginity, marking, amab reader

Day 11 - DanCae

including: vidyadhara dan heng, heats, scent marking, biting, possessive dan heng

Day 12 - Wriothesley

including: werewolf wrio, knotting, breeding kink, cockwarming, gn reader

Day 13 - Vashwood

including: vampire vash, needy vash, feeding, thigh riding

Day 14 - Nanami

including: size kink, praise, breeding, bro has a massive dick, gn reader

𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝟑 - (𝟏𝟎/𝟏𝟓-𝟏𝟎/𝟐𝟏)

Day 15 - Suegiku

including: humiliation, degradation, edging, smei-public sex, fucking in a supply closet

Day 16 - Captiano

including: size kink, monster cock capitano, stress fuck, power dynamics, your his subordinate and he's your superior, gn reader

Day 17 - Satosugu

including: praise, let them be happy gays gege, kissing, handjobs

Day 18 - Satan

including: catboy satan, heats, marking, biting, dry humping, amab reader

Day 19 - Jingheng

including: power bottom jing yuan, ftm jing yuan, 2 dicks 1 hole, dan hengs first time

Day 20 - Oikawa

including: first-time anal, slow and soft sex, pretty crier oikawa, amab reader

Day 21 - ThomaTo

including: temperature play, thoma using his pyro, it gets hot and steamy

𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝟒 - (𝟏𝟎/𝟐𝟐-𝟏𝟎/𝟐𝟖)

Day 22 - Pierro

including: cockwarming, stomach bulge, slow + sleepy sex, gn reader

Day 23 - Renheng

including: dacryphilia, like old times but better, biting, kissing, a lil bit of blood

Day 24 - Machabloosm

including: friends w benefits, they act like they're dating tho, possessive karou, jealousy sex, kissing

Day 25 - Dan Heng il

including: praise, overstimulation, dirty talk, 2 in 1. gn reader

Day 26 - Neuvillette

including: public sex, sex in the courtroom, low-key gets kinda rough, gn reader

Day 27 - Dainsleif

including: hasn't had sex in YEARS, bottom + sub dain, cum play, amab reader

Day 28 - Wriolette

including: body worship, neuvillette gets overwhelmed, dragon neuvillettes, crying, comfort

𝟑 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝟏𝟎/𝟐𝟗-𝟏𝟎/𝟑𝟏)

Day 29 - Foul Legacy

including: big dick, stomach buldge, eating you out, long ass tounge, biting, gn reader

Day 30 - The Dullahan

including: public sex, sex in the woods, he's rlly pent up, rough sex, stomach bulge, gn reader

Day 31 - Mothman

including: oviposition, breeding, monsterfucking, last minute booty call, gn reader

[cerisesakurainspring]

OIKAWA x READER

~~He is someone who calls you pet names~~

"Tooru, you repulsive little male mynx!!"

The chocolatey-eyed lad came running towards the bathroom where you were screaming his name. Worry evident in his alluring features.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"You are what's wrong! I told you to put the toilet seat down." Waking up on the wrong side of the bed didn't help with the small frustration bubbling inside of you. It was a very simple house rule, and your charming husband seemed to always 'forget' about it.

The pro volleyball player relaxed his shoulder, and a sheepish smile soon replaced his concerned one.

"Sorry, gordita-chan. I'll remember that for next time." He goes closer to you for a kiss on the cheek, but you don't let him; instead, you push him into the bathroom. "I don't want you to remember. I NEED you to actually do it."

Tooru turned around and pouted at you in an attempt to be charming.

"Nope. Not gonna work on me. Clean everything here this instant. Don't forget to scrub the bathtub, too." you ordered, and when it finally registered that he called you your least favourite nickname, you crunched your nose in disgust. "And you need to stop calling me gordita!"

"Noooo," he dragged on and proceeded to squeeze your cheeks, "How can I not bring attention to your cute chubby little cheeks?? You're like a conejita, oh my cute little bunny!" Tooru started sucking at your cheeks playfully. It began to hurt, so you had to bite his wrist to stop him.

"Ouch! Okay, okay. Then, how about mi changuita?"

"What does that mean?"

He waved his pointy finger in the air with a proud expression, "It means 'my beautiful wife!"

His mischievous smile did not go unnoticed, and you lightly kicked his shin, "Liar! It's probably another stupid sweet-nothings. I don't want it."

Tooru did not want to tell you it really meant little monkey. It reminded him of how you would desperately clung onto him like a monkey whenever he leaves for his away-games, and he'll keep calling you that until you find out the true meaning. And when you do, he'll just come up with another cute pet name for you.

"Why can't you just be like a normal husband and call me something like mi amor or mi vida?"

You notice his naughty smile ease into a sincere one, "Tu eres mi precioso tesoro, y siempre estare encantado por ti, mi cielo."

"Do I even want to know what that means?"

Tooru just looks at you lovingly and smiles his signature grin.

"You think you can get away with anything as long as you smile, huh?" You placed your hands on your waist, giving off a sassy look.

Tooru revelled in your beauty, and he couldn't help the sudden flurry of butterflies in his stomach. Though you two have been married for years now, you have never failed to tickle his heart.

"You're supposed to say you love me back. Do you not love me anymore?" The setter pouted.

You rolled your eyes at his question, "You didn't say te amo, so why would I?" You sighed in slight frustration for not understanding the Spanish sentence he uttered earlier on. "I let my love for you be the one to decide to marry you. I didn't consider how much you would drive me nuts."

There was a slight arch on Tooru's brow. "Do I really drive you crazy in every aspect of your life?"

"Very much so." You looked at him accusingly, hoping your stares reached the recesses of his soul.

Tooru leaned his body forward to meet your eyes. A slight smirk danced on his lips. A look that made you shiver in delight. Not that you would ever admit it out loud.

"Then, does that include our nightly sessions?" His voice showed a hint of tease, and you turned beet red at his suggestive question.

In shock and embarrassment, you ran out of the bathroom and closed the door, leaving your husband behind.

Laughter didn't fail to escape Tooru's mouth, and it reverberated through the door.

"You're not leaving until you clean the whole bathroom!!" You screamed in shyness and frustration.

Smile slowly eased unto your lips as you held your hand on your chest, where your heart was beating too fast.

"I'm glad I married you, mi amor." You whispered to yourself.

~~~~~

Translation:

Tu eres mi precioso tesoro y siempre estare encantado por ti, mi cielo. / You are my precious treasure, and I will always be enchanted by you, my little heaven.

This is part of a one-shot series and is on AO3 and Wattpad :)

[sunatoru]

under the gentle daylight.

⇒ various x fem!reader (coming eventually!!)

hello ! i’ve decided to write some fics based off of a few romance animes. some of them may take a little longer based on my recollection of the anime, but also !!! all of these are kinda loosely based off of the source material anyways.

a/n: if you want to be part of the taglist for this please let me know !!

this is the masterlist :

loving kageyama at lvl 999.

⇒ kageyama tobio x fem!reader (yamada-kun to lvl999!au)

synopsis : after an awful break up, you’re determined to prove to your ex that you’re better off without him… with the help of the handsome man in your (in-game) guild!

progress : currently in planning stages !

i’m an anti-romantic.

⇒ sakusa kiyoomi x fem!reader (romantic killer!au)

synopsis : after the hottest guy on campus is left with a damaged apartment, you’re forced into close proximity with him. unfortunate circumstances lead to a strange romance between you two.

progress : currently being brainstormed !

from me, to you.

⇒ kita shinsuke x fem!reader (kimi ni todoke!au)

synopsis : soft and sweet, kita shinsuke is everything you admire. unfortunately for you, you’re the most feared person in your school.

progress : currently being drafted !

in my memory, it was our room.

⇒ oikawa tooru x fem!reader (horimiya!au)

synopsis : returning your brother to you, oikawa tooru caught your eyes as you began to realise just how charming he was under the scruffy hair and glasses.

progress : currently exists in my head !

atsumu does not dream of bunny girls!

⇒ miya atsumu x fem!reader (rascal does not dream of bunny girl senpai! au)

synopsis : atsumu is sure he’s not dreaming when he sees you, dressed in a bunny girl outfit in the middle of his college library. he makes it his goal to bring you back into existence.

progress : no progress yet !

[nekooru]

₊ ☾⋆ bunny kisses ⋆⁺₊⋆

bokuto. kuroo. oikawa. x reader

synopsis: scenarios of y/n and their captain boyfriend resulting in an bunny kiss attack !

tags: fluff, established lovers, drabbles, soft

wc: 815

a/n: some short drabbles for my special captains to get my creativity going :>

bokuto

Your head lays on Bokuto's lap as his fingers aggressively jam buttons on his Playstation controller, to the point where you worry if it can take the abuse. He grumbles each time he dies, and excitedly exclaims when he makes a good move.

You turn your head in his lap, peering up at his exaggerated expressions. A quiet chuckle escapes your lips as he purses his lips and arches a brow impossibly high.

Extending your hand, you brush the underside of Bokuto's jawline with the backs of your fingernails. He hums, glancing down at you, and your smile grows wider. In the warm sunlight of your apartment's window, you it difficult to force your eyelids fully open.

"Hey, hey, hey? What's up, babe," he quickly says, switching his attention rapidly between you and his game.

"Attention, please?"

He laughs, tossing the controller aside, and takes your cheeks into his rough hands. Your eyes flutter closed as he leans his face down to yours.

You note how his back popped sporadically during this, and when his flexibility visibly strained.

Your lips were disappointed at the lack of touch against them, but you giggled as your nose rubbed against his while he marginally turned his head back and forth. You took his face in your hands as well, savoring the shape against your palms

A sharp blast sounding from the TV shook your attention, and you turned to see the respawn screen.

"Sorry," you muttered sheepishly, smiling apologetically to Bokuto.

He shook his head and pulled you back towards him with those puppy eyes. "Doesn't matter when the love of my life wants attention," he replied.

kuroo

"Kuroo, did you get the snacks?"

"Yes, lover," he replied, shuffling on his knees into your domain— the blanket fort. You clasped your hands together happily as you confirmed he held true to his word, dumping an assortment of candy and snack foods from his shirt that he had been holding up.

Your eyes shone as you slid the hoard towards yourself, beginning to sort through it in order of what you would eat first, setting aside whatever you disliked for Kuroo to have.

Kuroo laughed at you as he struggled to settle next to you in the fort with his taller form.

"That's rich coming from someone who can barely crawl in here," you said teasingly, moving Kuroo's pile of snacks towards him.

"Leave me and my old man knees alone," he whined.

"Maybe you and your old man knees deserve to get made fun of!"

A toothy, mischievous smile spread across Kuroo's face as he slowly lurched forward, raising his hands. You squealed and tried to gently kick him, while at the same time propelling yourself away, but Kuroo easily grabbed a hold of you and pulled your back against him.

You weakly struggled against him, fully intending to stay in his embrace.

"Hold still," Kuroo said, turning you around by your wrists. "Hold still, hold still."

You laughed and complained, but calmed down your movements enough for Kuroo to lean in and softly nudge your nose with his, and move side to side. After gently tackling him to the ground, Kuroo pretended to have the wind knocked out of him, and you nuzzled closer, continuing your bunny kisses.

oikawa

Each of your hands lay on either side of your desk, moving restlessly. While one hand rhythmically thrummed against the desk, the other tapped your mechanical pencil as if it were a see-saw. Your brow creased in focus.

"Y/N, you look like you're going to pop a vessel," Oikawa said in a sing-song manner. You rolled your eyes at him, despite the small, amused smile gracing your lips.

"Tell me something I dont know," you replied.

Oikawa leisurely walked behind your chair, resting his hands on your shoulders. Instantly aware of the tightness in your muscles, you dropped the pencil and leaned back. Oikawa began to massage your shoulders, although you soon found yourself wincing at the pressure and the roughness; it wasn't his fault, though, since the surface of his hands were so calloused, and probably unfeeling for the most part.

You slowly put your head back, allowing your neck to release tension. Oikawa leaned down and pressed his lips against your forehead. He was gentle with that motion, at least.

You smiled as he pulled back a few inches, lovingly gazing into your eyes. Something about his eyes tended to offer reassurance to you.

Stretching your neck out with great effort and slightly pushing on the balls of your feet, you managed to reach your nose against his, cutely nuzzling down his face.

Surprised at first, Oikawa followed you down and continued to rub nosed with you, chuckling in the process. You giggled and reached up to mess with his fluffy brown hair.

☾. like/reblog if you enjoyed the story !

masterlist: x

[sassycheesecake]

Thank you so much for the tag @animetrashandotheraesthetics ! I honestly teared up when I saw the tag because knowing that people enjoy my writing makes me beyond happy. ❤️ Back to the tag game, I have like currently three things in the oven. 2 Haikyuu things and one Straykids OS… due that I am in physical rehabilitation every day I am way too exhausted to do much else lol. So I am gonna give three quotes from three OS 🩵

"Please share your last sentence; or, if you don't have one, share a plot bunny or idea!"

"Hello everyone, I’m going ta do a -" The young Miya chef starts to speak into a video camera, his black shirt carrying his restaurant logo over his right pec muscle. His black messy hair looks like he just rolled out of bed ten minutes ago, which he secretly did because Atsumu has shown up at seven in the goddamn morning to remind Osamu of the bet that the younger twin has lost only a month ago. (#1 is a quote from a timeskip!Osamu Miya x Reader OS I am working on it’s been in my drafts since about a month now T_T)

You see, one of the men that is on your protection squad had the audacity to steal your heart with his stupid warm chocolate-brown eyes and his ridiculous charms and hot body. (#2 is a yakuza!Oikawa x Reader OS where Tōru is the bodyguard of the daughter of his boss and secretly dates Reader)

“That’s it. I am officially the sex police from now on.” (#3 is my first Straykids OS I am working on, I got into Straykids when I was in the hospital and was trying to kill my boredom by reading some BTS fics and then Straykids popped up and I was intrigued and checked them out, watched videos etc and they deepened my love for Korean men even lol)

Luckily, all three are almost done and I am posting them this weekend! @animetrashandotheraesthetics I hope it will be to your liking! ❤️🩵

I nominate @millenialfanfictionaddiction and @slut4msby because your writings crack me up on my darkest days!❤️🩵

[pinkykats-place]

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[virtual-bunny]

Haikyuu Headcannons I came up with at 2 am

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Bounus:

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[bunnybabecantwrite]

Welcome to Bunny's Story Time! (these are really just some request rules)

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𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗇𝖾

Paring- Yandere Atsumu Miya X Reader

Masterlist Contains- college au, bullying, dubcon, oral (f receiving), virginity loss, unprotected sex, slight breeding kink, manhandling

It’s not Atsumu’s fault you can’t handle a little teasing. Why are girls like you always so sensitive? So what if he’s tripping you in the dining hall, making you drop your food all over yourself- frankly, he thinks it’s your fault for not paying attention.

He doesn’t care if he has to go out of his way to make your life a little more miserable because of the frustrated look you give him afterward. Where your lips are formed into a pout, teeth grinding in anger, eyebrows furrowed- yeah, that look just makes it all worth it.

“I know you took my wallet, I want it back”

Atsumu heard your annoyed voice from behind him, he's turning around to see your pissed-off expression, arms crossed.

“Princess, I don’t know what you mean. I’m just trying to get back to my dorm” Atsumu replied, a friendly grin on his face as if he wasn’t lying straight through his teeth.

“You’re such an asshole, y'know that? Just give back my wallet. It has my ID in it” you sighed. “Well if I did have it- which I do not- I would say your ID picture managed to make you look worse than you already do. I guess rock bottom does have a basement, after all, huh?” Atsumu teased.

“I-it’s not my fault, I was in a rush when they took that picture and couldn’t freshen up properly. You could just keep my wallet, all I need is my ID back” you huffed, feeling slightly embarrassed.

“I don’t know, I kinda wanna keep it for hmm- three to four business days. Does that sound good for you, sweetheart?” Atsumu suggested. “I need it today, Miya” you demanded, tone stern with a hint of anger.

“Is that so? What’s so important about you getting your ID back today” Atsumu interrogated.You could try lying to him- but that never turns out well for you. Years of playing volleyball made him an expert in reading body language, he’d call your bullshit from a mile away. 

“I’m going to a party today and I need my ID to get in” you sighed, closing your eyes as you didn’t wish to see whatever cocky expression he had on.

“Is lil goody two shoes Y/n finally going to her first college party?” Atsumu cooed, his hand pulling out your wallet from his back pocket, holding it in front of you. Just as you were about to grab for it, Atsumu raised it above your head.

“Which one,” he asked.

“Which what?” you repeated.

“Which party are you going to tonight?” Atsumu added, teasingly swinging the wallet above your head, just centimeters out of reach. The first thought that came to mind was -wait there are multiple parties going on tonight? Maybe you do live under a rock. 

“Why do you want to know” you questioned. “So, I know which one not to go to. A girl like you would totally cramp my style” Atsumu waved off your concerns.

“The one tonight at Oikawa’s penthouse” you sighed. “You’re going to Oikawa's party? You know that guy always has weird themes for all of the parties he throws” Atsumu commented.

“So what? I’m still going. Now- can I please get my wallet back” you huffed. “Alright, alright- here you go princess. But you should know-”

“I heard Oikawa’s last party ended in an orgy”

Atsumu whispered the words in a teasing tone causing your face to boil, he sneaked his hand down your back pocket, sliding your wallet in there before pulling away to show his obnoxious innocent smile

“Don’t have too much fun without me, ya?” he cooed.

Atsumu was right.

Oikawa really does throw strange-themed parties. That’s why your face is covered with a white bunny-like masquerade mask, the pale animal mask outlined in gold paint.

“Do I really have to wear this?” you asked your friend, Yui, who was the one to encourage you to go to a party.

“Yes, and you look great! It’s totally on theme” Yui beamed. “And what is the theme exactly?” you questioned.

“Humanity’s inner animal” Yui quoted, shaking her hands to add some ‘pizazz’ to the ridiculous idea. “And I’m a bunny?” you added. “I didn’t have any other masks, I’m sorry- but the bright side, you’re finally going to a college party. Maybe you’ll even lose that pesky virginity of yours, huh?” Yui cooed, nudging you with her elbow.

“Yeah- yeah. I’m just hoping this night isn’t going to end in a disaster” you laughed.

---

The walls were highlighted by the flashing LED lights, music was booming in your ears, and you could feel the vibrations of crowds of people dancing around you. Of course, with the enormous amount of people at the party- you lose your one friend. All your senses were useless- it was too dark to see anything, it was too loud to hear your friend's voice, or the loud music drowned out your voice if you tried to call out for her. So you wandered aimlessly into the crowd, clutching onto your red cup until you bumped into someone’s chest.

“Christ-” he huffed, solid black shirt with the sleeves scrunched up now splashed with your drink, it was hard to take a good look at the unfortunate man in front of you but you could tell he had light hair by the way the LED lights shined on it.

His outfit was casual, a black shirt, silver chain around his neck, and khakis pants. He wouldn’t be on the theme at all if it wasn’t for the solid bronze fox-faced mask that he was wearing.

“I am so sorry” you yelped, as you tried to search in your purse for napkins. “Don’t worry about it, I didn’t like this shirt anyways.” he laughed, putting your hand away from your bag.

“I really didn’t mean to bump into you- I’m just looking for my friend-”

And just like that, from the corner of your eye, you spot Yui talking to a familiar officer-in-training, your hope is lost.

“I’m guessing your friend is a bit occupied, huh?” he questioned. “I knew coming here was a mistake” you sighed in defeat.

“Hey- c’mon, bunny. The night ain't over yet. Forget about your friend. I’ll be your chaperone tonight” the masked man offered. “You don’t have to, I don’t think I like parties anyways” you rejected, turning around to retreat to the door.

“You only don’t like it 'cause you haven’t done anything fun yet. Now, let’s get you a new drink and maybe that could loosen you up a lil, yeah?” he interrupted, his hand on your shoulder spinning you to face him.

There is just something about the way he talks to you, perhaps there is a reason why he’s wearing a fox mask, he’s too cunning to say no to.

That’s how you end up playing a couple rounds of beer pong with a stranger, dancing with him to a song you never heard before, and why you’re leaving the party with him, laughing as you exchange kisses.

You’re blaming it on the alcohol in your system when you agree to follow him back to his dorm, grinning against his back as he unlocks the door to his room.

Once it’s open, you both barge inside, hands desperate to tear off each other clothes, managing to pull off the black shirt he was wearing, lips pressed against each other.

That’s when you finally notice, you know this room-you know this room because you’ve barged into it before when you demanded Atsumu to unpost that terrible picture of you online. The stranger in front of you could sense your realization because you pulled away from him.

“Don’t look at me like that” he chuckled as he leaned over to lay wet kisses on your neck, his now clearly blonde hair grazing your chin.

“Get off of me-” you yelped as you pushed him off of you. There it is. His classic obnoxious grin, the one annoying smile that he does every time he wins.

He slowly undid the ribbon that tied his mask, letting it fall to his feet as he maintained eye contact with you. Atsumu Miya.

You left the party with Atsumu Miya. The man you’ve hated for years, the man that has tortured you for years, and you were minutes away from actually letting him take your virginity.

“I thought we were having fun, Y/n” Atsumu cooed.

He knew- he knew it was you and he let you believe that it wasn’t him under the mask? 

“This isn’t fun, this is you lying to me like you always do. God- I can’t believe you” You commented, throwing your mask off in frustration, your intense anger boiling your cheeks.

“Lying? Sweetheart, it’s your fault for never asking for my name before you came home with me” Atsumu remarked.

“You know what I meant. W-were you actually planning to have sex with me? Y’know what? I don’t want to know the answer to that. God- why are you so obsessed with me? I get that you like making my life a living hell but you seriously went too far this time” You begin to raise your voice, years of anger from being harassed constantly finally coming out of your thoughts and into your words.

“Y/n-

“I’m leaving- th-this was so wrong” you huffed, aiming for the door, only for his forearm to corner your face, his hand pressing against it, forcing it closed.

“You’re. Not. Leaving” he uttered, eyes narrowing as he looked down at you, playful tone morphing into something much more stern and dark.

“ Atsumu, you can’t force me to stay here,” you remarked.

“ I told you, you’re not leaving, not 'til I’m done with you that’s all,” he responded.

“W-what are you talking about” you questioned, slowly backing away from him.

It’s ironic that you decided to wear a rabbit mask tonight and he wore a fox because that’s exactly how you feel- like a rabbit being hunted by a fox.

He’s pouncing on you, his hand curling over your nape, shoving your face closer to his, lips crashing onto each other as his tongue slipped out of his mouth, aggressively pressing against the softness of your lips.

You’re struggling, trying to push him off of you by his stern chest, gasping for air as his lips move towards your neck, sucking, biting at any exposed skin, blonde hair tickling your chin, legs becoming weak.

“ A-Atsumu, stop it” you whimpered,

“ Why? Bet your pussy is liking it,” Atsumu responded, licking a stripe up your neck, smirking against the skin.

“ She’s fucking beggin’ me to play with her, ain't she?” Atsumu teased. “ I don’t want this” you uttered.

Atsumu pulled away, averting his eyes as he recollected his thoughts to turn them into an idea,

“ Show me you don’t want this and I’ll let you leave,” Atsumu responded, lips turning into an innocent smile.

“ How do I exactly do that” you questioned,

“Get on the bed and show me that your cunt ain’t wet and I’ll let ya go without a problem, easy right?” Atsumu suggested, tilting his head towards his dorm’s mattress.

“I-I’m not going to strip for you” you argued,

“Fine then. I’ll do it for you, sweetheart “ Atsumu replied, easily flinging you over his shoulder due to his ridiculously muscular arm and then dropping you on the mattress. Before you can even register, his palm is pressed against your stomach, effectively holding you down, while the other is sneaking under your dress. Your breath hitches once you feel his finger tracing your slit through your panties until he’s sliding them down.

Atsumu didn’t need to look at your cunt to know it was wet and needy, he could already feel the dampness through your panties, still, that didn’t stop him from ducking his head under your dress, to make eye contact with your cunt. You tried to push him away only to receive a harsh bite on your inner thigh.

“ Settle down sweetheart, just gonna take a closer look. Wanna make sure this cunt is wet f’me” he hummed.

You hate him. You hate him because you know he already knows the shameful answer but he still decides to tease you anyway.

You’re snapping out of your thoughts the second you feel his hot tongue slip between your folds,

“ Atsumu” you gasped, hand going to reach for the blonde locke you hate so much.

“ Just gonna take a quick taste that’s all. ” Atsumu cooed.

Then he’s lapping at your cunt, tongue rolling over your swollen clit, fingers pushing deep into your walls, thrusting in and out.

‘Quick taste’ yeah- right, there's no way in hell he’ll be stopping soon because he’s getting off at the feeling of your cunt clamping down at his thick fingers, your thighs trembling around his head, and how you’re failing to prevent a slutty moan from slipping out of your glossy lips.

“Gonna make a mess f’me baby? Go ahead. Wanna see how slutty my girl is” Atsumu uttered against your cunt, pressing a kiss on your throbbing clit, the tips of his fingers hitting so deep in your cunt that you wonder how you’re going to cum again without them. When you’re orgasm is hitting you Atsumu’s tongue is collecting every last drop he can get from your sopping wet pussy.

When he’s finally pulling away, you can see how damp his chin is, how his eyes narrow at the sight of your messy cunt when he finally looks up with you, his lips curl into a smirk.

“Wanna taste baby? Promise you’ll like it” he teases, showing you his slick coated fingers. “Fuck off” you cursed, averting your eyes from the erotic sight as you tried to hide your embarrassment with your attitude.

“More f’me then” he replied, letting his fingers sink into his mouth, licking them clean. Just as you think it was over and you’d get to leave, go back to your dorm, and pretend this never happened, you glance back at Atsumu leaning his head back to your cunt and throwing his spit onto it, chuckling at the sight of his saliva dripping down your pussy.

“Atsumu-that’s enough. You got what you wanted” you yelped as you tried pushing him away, only for him to laugh. “You really think that was enough to satisfy me? Baby, can't ya see how hard I am for you? Fuckin’ thought I was about to cum in my pants while eating you out” Atsumu responded.

“C-can’t you just use your hand to get off then I-I want to go back to my dorm” you mumbled, voice quiet due to embarrassment.

“Use my hand? And waste this perfectly tight virgin pussy I got wet f’me. Ya were so eager to lose your virginity to some rando you met at a party. Ain’t this better? To fuck someone who actually knows yer name” Atsumu remarked.

“H-how do you know I’m still a virgin?” you asked. Atsumu hummed, as his lips curled into a sadistic smile.

“Cause I made sure of it. Can’t let another man touch my girl, my Y/n” He answered. The truth is finally hitting you, all those guys who ghosted you, all those boyfriends who dumped you on the first week of dating, fuck even the first guy you kissed was sent to the hospital afterward from a serve injury caused by an ‘unknown’ culprit.

You thought Miya, Atsumu was only capable of verbally teasing you, annoying you, and sometimes even getting a little physical with you but he’s been tarnishing your love life since high school. All so he can get this moment. Being the first guy to give you an orgasm, being the first guy to play with your pussy, and now he’s going to be the first guy to fuck your pussy.

And if everything goes to plan. He’s going to be the only person who’s ever going to put his dick into your pussy.

Atsumu’s sadistic laughter is snapping you back into reality. “Ya scared, sweetheart?”Atsumu asked, his tongue licking his front teeth.

You couldn’t respond, Atsumu having to force out a reply by slapping your cunt. “N-no” you yelped, pathetically lying to him even though he could see right through you.

“Usually, I just fuck girls, I don’t give a shit about going slow, or ‘makin' love’ type of bullshit” Atsumu confessed- unbelievable, he’s really talking about other girls right now?

“Lucky for you, there's a difference between you and those dumb bitches I fucked in the past” Atsumu added.

“And wh-what is that?” you panted, looking down at Atsumu between your legs, a sick smile forming on his lips, as he unzips his pants, pulling down his boxer just enough to release his painfully hard erection.

“I won’t be picturing someone else when I’m fucking you” Atsumu confessed.

Then his cock sank into you, each inch causing an unbearable stretch, tears of frustration forming in your eyes.

“ Atsumu- ‘S too much” you cried, trying to back away, only for him to grab your waist, and slam his entire cock inside of you, a gasp erupting from your lips.

“Forgot how fuckin’ tight virgins are” Atsumu laughed,

Completely disregarding your concern, no- He seems to be getting off at the sight of you all nervous, eyes teary, chest heaving with anxiety, legs shaking as he relentlessly drilled his cock into you.

He’s leaning over, tongue poking out of his lips as he licked the salty tears off of your flustered cheeks, “ such a crybaby, Y/n” he teased.

You feel like he’s about to split you into two by how harsh his pace is, how your brain is going dumb with every thrust of his cock. You could try to close your eyes, and imagine that someone else is taking your virginity but Atsumu looked memorizing. You feel like a deer in headlights. How could you possibly not be attractive to him at this moment?

His brown eyes were narrow as he was immersed in the image of his cock slipping in and out of your wet pussy, his eyebrows furrowed, toned abs on displayed, arm muscles flexing as his hands gripped your waist.

He grins when he glances back at you, noticing how flustered you’ve become.

“It’s like you were made for me by the way this pussy keeps sucking in my cock. M’gonna put a ring on that pretty finger the second we fuckin’ graduate. Then you’ll be all mine, baby. Mines to touch. Mines to hold. Mines to fuck” Atsumu huffed, thumb reaching down, rubbing teasing circles on your swollen clit.

“‘Tsumu- Stop can’t anymore. Gonna-” You’re howling his name, nails curling into the bedsheets as you felt your climax approach, your legs shaking as he continued to thrust deep into you, his cock bullying your cunt.

“Gonna cum f’me, sweetheart? Go ahead, make a mess on my cock. I’m all yours, pretty girl” he interrupted.

You're sobbing as your orgasm hits you, so loud you’re pretty sure the room next door could hear you, your walls clamp down on Atsumu’s cock. He's surprised he managed to fight back the urge to bust right there, fill your tight pussy with his cum and watch it drip out. But he can’t get you pregnant yet at least. Can’t let a baby interrupt his plans. He promises he’ll take good care of you, once he manages to play professional volleyball after college then he’ll fuck a baby into you on your wedding night.

He manages to pull out last second, spilling his cum all over your bare thigh, his chest heaving as he admired the mess he made, how your legs are still twitching, hickeys on your neck, bite marks on your inner thigh, and soon, they’ll be a shiny ring on your finger. He lays down next to you, gently pushing a strand of hair out of your face so he can get a better look at your face, watching you as your eyes slowly close from exhaustion.

He knows that by the morning you’ll be gone, probably hiding in your dorm from him and he’ll be forced to drag you out.

But that’s not his fault, you should really learn how to handle his teasing.

[yanderecrazysie]

Hi! I was wondering could you make a Yandere! Oikawa x Reader? but in FNAF AU :))

where the Reader would be the new night guard at Freddy Fazbear and she accidentally found a broken animatronic that were actually filled with Oikawa's ghost. (basically Oikawa is William Afton or smth)

*sorry for my bad English, english isn't my first language :(*

The FNAF movie was freaking amazing- my husband watched it twice. I hope this turned out okay, I struggled to find a way to make this work. Some things might be off, since I don’t know everything about the games.

This turned out really long, so I had to rush the end a little.

Title: To Spring a Trap

Pairings: Oikawa Tooru x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, FNAF AU, implied murder, swearing, Oikawa is literally William Afton

Summary: Your new job at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza attracts someone’s attention.

Part 2: here

spring a trap

/phrase/

capture someone or something (such as an animal or criminal) with a trap

The pay is awful and the hours are downright terrible, but it’s your only option in such a competitive job market.

You had never pictured yourself as a security guard and, if it weren’t for the hiring manager’s insistence that nothing ever happens at night, you wouldn’t have taken the job. 

“It’s just that teenagers could break in if we leave the place empty,” the manager had explained, “No one’s ever tried to break in when we have a security guard on duty.”

The pizzeria used to be a broken-down mess, until the new owners got ahold of it and reopened it to the public. You had heard all sorts of rumors about why it closed down, but the main theory was that there had been murders many years ago (long before you were born) and the place had shut down because of the tragedy.

You couldn’t tell that the pizzeria had ever been a rotting, crumbling mess. You had taken your niece and nephew to visit several times and the place was always alive with bright colors and noise. The rainbow ball pit was your niece’s favorite and your nephew loved the arcade games. The three of you would eat pizza and watch the four animatronics on their respective stages, singing along to the music blasting from the speakers. Chica the chicken with her “Let’s Eat” bib, Bonnie the bunny with his electric guitar, Foxy the pirate fox (your nephew’s absolute favorite) peeking out from behind his curtains, and, of course, center-stage, Freddy Fazbear with his microphone held up to his smiling mouth.

It was a charming place that you found amusing enough to not check out completely while watching your nephew and niece. Kids sure loved it- there always seemed to be at least one kid celebrating their birthday each time you visited. 

It was completely different at night.

The pizzeria was eerily silent, devoid of laughing children, music, and arcade noises. The stage lights were off, casting unnerving shadows across the animatronics’ faces. Everything felt wrong about this place and you’re not sure you can ever see it the same way. You rubbed the goosebumps on your arms, willing your chills to go away.

An arcade machine turned on suddenly, a whirl of colored lights and loud music, and you jumped about a foot in the air. It turned off again and, clutching your chest, you made your way to the security office.

It’s a cramped room, with only enough room for a chair to pull out between the wall and the desk. TV screens showed the different camera angles from both outside and inside the restaurant. You looked closely at the outdoor cameras, pleased to see no movement on any of them. Taking a seat on the plastic white chair, you pulled yourself up to the desk. It’s a little too tall compared to the chair, and the desk came up nearly to your shoulders because of it.

By 4 am, your eyes were growing heavy. You’re bored out of your mind, even though you know that an uneventful night is a good one. It’s all you could do to keep awake. 

To keep from falling asleep, you decided to stretch your legs. The silent pizzeria was as creepy as it was before, and you found yourself gravitating to the show button, hesitantly pressing it. The stage sprang to life, a song from the ‘80s playing through the speakers. The animatronics swivel around, back and forth, Freddy’s microphone raised as though he’s the singer of the old song.

You amused yourself by watching the animatronics move around on the stage, wishing you knew the lyrics to the song, so you could sing along. Despite your nerves, a warm smile spread across your face. 

It wasn’t long before your attention drifted and you decided to explore. The kitchen was all shiny metal, with one counter clearly having missed cleaning time, bits of sticky dough dried on the silver surface. The next room you checked was a storage closet and you left that one quickly, unable to stand the extra animatronic heads with their empty, eyeless stare.

The last door you got to was locked. You grabbed your skeleton key and turned it in the lock. There’s a click, indicating it had unlocked, but the door remained stuck. Your brow furrowed and you pushed it harder. Before long, you were putting your shoulder into it. You can’t explain why, but you’ were drawn to this room. You needed to see what’s inside.

The door finally opened and you stumbled inside. It’s dark inside and you immediately searched for a light switch. The lone light bulb hanging from the ceiling clicked on, and you found what appears to be another closet. The room was empty, except for one thing.

It’s either an animatronic or one of the old springlock suits. You could barely tell it’s a rabbit in its ripped, rotten form. The fur was matted and off-color, with spots that looked suspiciously like blood around the ribs.

Suddenly, you sensed a presence. As if someone had just walked into the room. You whirled around, but you saw no one, the hairs on the back of your neck standing on end. 

“Hey, cutie!” A playful, masculine voice sounds somewhere near your left ear. You scream- you’re not ready to face vandals or thieves on your first day on the job!

But there’s no one on your left either. 

As soon as you began to think you imagined the voice, it talked to you again, “It’s been a long time since someone came into my room. Who are you?”

Your heart threatens to pound right out of your chest, “Y-you first!”

The voice laughed. It’s a handsome, sweet laugh that sets you at ease. There’s no malice in it.

“My name is Oikawa Tooru, I guess you could say I’m a ghost.”

You had always believed in ghosts, so this wasn’t too much of a shock to you, but it was still frightening to face one in real life. “Can you show yourself?”

“Anything for you, cutie.” Oikawa chuckled. Slowly, a pearly white figure comes into view, standing in front of the broken rabbit suit. He had naturally windswept hair and a sweet, welcoming smile. “Now, your name?”

You tell him your name and he purrs, “A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.”

Heat blossomed in your cheeks and you hoped your embarrassment doesn’t show. He’s charming through and through, but there’s something to him you can’t explain. He seemed lonely, as though he’s been without human interaction for so long.

Your watch beeped, signaling the end of your shift. You jolted a little, brought out of your reverie. “I- I have to go,” you explained, pointing at your watch awkwardly.

“I understand,” Oikawa smiled sadly, “But you’ll visit me tomorrow, won’t you?”

“Of course!” You found yourself saying immediately, and you meant the words. You’d never met a ghost before, especially not one that was such a handsome, charming man. It was embarrassing to admit, but you were quickly developing a crush on this ghost you’d just met, and you scolded yourself for your thoughts.

That crush only grew over the next month or so. You continually visited the storage room with the off-yellow rabbit and Oikawa’s spirit. The two of you talked for hours, and you felt guilty for barely checking the cameras or patrolling.

Maybe that’s the reason your curiosity got the better of you. You decide to look up Oikawa’s name, to see how he died and who he was in life. One quick Google search brought up way more results than you could have ever imagined.

Owner Oikawa Tooru apologizes to families of missing children. 

Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza shut down by owner Oikawa Tooru.

But worst of all: Oikawa Tooru, owner of Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza, murder suspect of four missing children. 

There were tears in your eyes when you confronted him the next night, “Did you kill those children? Tell me the truth!”

Oikawa’s pearly white face twists in thought, clearly trying to find an answer that you’ll accept. You had already made up your mind, though, and you find yourself yelling at him.

“How could you? You killed four innocent children! And then you apologize to their families for them going missing? They never even got bodies to bury!”

Oikawa let out a little laugh at that, “Yes, that’s one of my more ingenious ideas. No one would think to look where I hid them.”

To hear him confirm it sent a dagger through your heart. Disgusted, you spit out, “I’m glad you’re dead, you evil bastard.”

Oikawa merely smiled back at you, “Careful what you say, cutie.”

You flung the door open, prepared to leave and lock him up for eternity in the damned closet where he belonged, the closet you should have never forced open in the first place. 

You stop dead when you find all four animatronics blocking your path. “What the hell?”

Chica’s arms shot out and grabbed your waist tightly. You let out a scream and tried to squirm out of her grasp, but she easily lifted you into the air.

Oikawa chuckled from behind you and you craned your head to look at him. He gives you a little shrug and malicious grin, “Sorry, cutie, but I got attached to you. Can’t have you leaving quite yet.”

“What are you going to do?” You gasped, kicking out at Chica as she began to carry you away.

“Don’t worry, (Y/n), it’ll be over soon. Death doesn’t hurt much.”

[luza-wayne]

riddle.

oikawa tooru x reader

wc: 0.9k

gosh i remembered when my classmate hit me with this back in elem days, that guy had the rizz in him since childhood hahaha jk

“hey, (y/n)-chan,” oikawa called, turning around his body, still sitting on his seat.

you narrowed your eyes first and stared at the guy sitting in front of you before answering.

"what?" you suspiciously asked.

"i have a riddle for you." he said excitedly. he turned his whole body now, facing you. 

"i'm sure it's just some stupid ones." you shrugged and went back to what you were doing, which was reading.

"it's not, it's not." he said and flashed a smile.

you looked at him, one brow raised. he just stared back at you, still grinning. you sighed. you closed your book and put it down. you put your elbow on the table and rested your left cheek on your palms.

"what is it? it better be a real one, i'll slap you if it's not." you passively said.

"of course, it's real. what do you think of me?" he proudly said.

"an idiot." you casually replied.

“you didn't have to answer that!” he said.

“so, what's the riddle?” you questioned.

he extended his arms and asked for your hand. you gave it to him, too focused to answer his riddle. he held your hand above his, he asked you to open it, your palms facing up.

“okay, here goes.” he started. he traced the crease in the middle of your palms. 

“suppose this is a river. it's too deep to walk through, too fast to swim across, too broad to jump over and too long to go around. a bunny stumbled upon the river but managed to pass through. how did the bunny do it?”

you watched him explain the problem and when he finished, you looked up at him with a furrowed brow.

what is that bunny doing there in the first place? you asked yourself.

you closed your eyes to think.

a river.

too deep to walk through.

too fast to swim across.

too broad to jump over.

and too long to go around.

hmm...

when you opened your eyes, you were met by oikawa, seeming to mirror your stance. he also has his cheeks resting on his hand too, but his wide smirk is what differs. you clicked your tongue and recited the riddle once again.

the smirk he had motivates you to solve it and shove it to his face.

i'm sure he knows how competitive i am, sorry i ain't giving up on this yet.

“want me to repeat it?” he asked.

“sure, no prob.” you confidently say.

he fixed his position again and you both placed your attention on your hand that he still holds. this time he tightened his grip.

“listen carefully.” he warned.

what? is there a hint in his demonstration? 

you made sure not to miss anything as he repeated the riddle. watching carefully as he traces the longest lines on your palms again.

“okay, so this is a river. it's too deep to walk through, too fast to swim across, too broad to jump over and too long to go around. a bunny stumbled upon the river but managed to pass through. how did the bunny do it?” he restated.

huh?! what the hell is it?! there's nothing weird in what he's doing nor the question! what is the answer?!

how did the bunny make it to the other side?!

i wanna know!

“ah! the bunny's friend helped him!” you cheerfully answered, confident that it was the right one.

“i'm pretty sure i said 'a bunny', but since you're there, how did they do it?” he checked and you froze.

“they made a ladder that can reach the other side...?” you sheepishly answered, realizing how dumb what you just said.

“as i said, the river's too broad, and if they made a bunny ladder made of themselves, it's impossible not to touch the water, if they touch the water they'll get swept away by the current.” he contrasted.

“they flew?”

“no magic involved.”

you slumped your shoulders.

he sighed.

“okay, listen. this is the last time i'll repeat it. this is a river. it's too deep to walk through, too fast to swim across, too broad to jump over and too long to go around. a bunny stumbled upon the river but managed to pass through. how did the bunny do it?” he recited and did the demonstration on your palm again. you stared at your hand.

why does he keep repeating it?

is the answer hidden in the question itself?

but, there's nothing out of the ordinary in the question.

what's the— 

your thoughts were cut off when you heard the classroom's door open.

“ah, our math teacher's here.” oikawa muttered. he went to his seat properly.

argh! i wasn't able to answer it!

i wanna know the answer!

while the teacher was recalling the topic yesterday, oikawa felt a tap on his back. he looked at you. you're bitter that you weren't able to solve it, but you're eager to know the answer.

“okay, i give up. tell me the answers.” you whispered to him, leaning forward.

oikawa stared at you for a bit then broke a large smile on his lips. you furrowed your brows together.

“well, who knows?” he muttered, smiling.

“what?” you confusedly tilted your head.

“who cares about how the bunny crosses the river? i just wanted to hold your hand, hehe.” he shrugged off, but still with a teasing grin and then looked back at your teacher, who almost noticed him looking behind.

stupid.

did you just use my competitiveness against me?

you thought as you buried your face in your hand, feeling your cheeks getting hot. your seatmate saw you and asked if you were alright, while oikawa just looked ahead with a smile from ear to ear.

hope you enjoyed that one, because i did. reblogs would be much appreciated!

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