#domestic oiiwa

[iwaoiness]

— sm.ut mention 🔞

it’s amazing how oikawa can shift from pillow princess to dominant king, how one night he can be the biggest spoiled brat in the universe, demanding to be pampered and taken to climax, and another night he’s the most arrogant person alive, with the dirtiest, hottest mouth.

and iwaizumi can’t help but fall for that duality, for the way they’re so in sync that they don’t even need words to know what they’ll do. a glance or a small gesture is always enough.

the same days hajime wants to lock tooru in a tower and shower him with treasures are the days oikawa craves being spoiled, praised, and shielded from the entire world. the same days tooru wants to drive hajime wild and show him that there is comfort in his arms are the days iwaizumi just wants to disconnect from everything and focus on how oikawa makes him feel.

"iwa-chan"

"mmh?"

"are you gonna tell me what’s wrong?"

"nothing’s wrong"

oikawa furrows his brow, turning to lie on his side and propping his head up on his hand. hajime stays on his back, his wide eyes fixed on the ceiling, nervously playing with the drawstring of his joggers.

their skin has cooled, their hair still damp from the shower. there’s a dull ache in oikawa’s lower back where iwaizumi’s heels had dug in too hard, and the fresh scratches on his back and the sharp bite on his neck throb beneath his skin. so he knows for a fact that something’s up.

"liar"

iwaizumi says nothing, just shrugs, still avoiding his gaze. oikawa pouts and places his hand over hajime’s, stopping the restless motion.

"iwa-chan, talk to me"

he resists, stubborn as ever, pursing his lips to hold it in. but tooru starts playing with his fingers, his thumb softly stroking the back of his hand. hajime’s breath hitch.

"please" oikawa lowers his voice, leaning in a little closer, bringing their joined hands to his lips and pressing a gentle kiss to the back of hajime’s hand. "hajime" he whispers against his skin, his eyes keenly watching as the resistance starts to crumble.

slowly, tooru moves down to his wrist, leaving another kiss on his pulse. and that’s when hajime finally breaks.

in an instant, iwaizumi crashes into oikawa, knocking the air out of him with an "off" as he’s pushed flat onto the mattress, and curls into his neck, wrapping him in his arms as tightly as he can. oikawa holds him just as tightly, enveloping him in his embrace while whispering that "it’s okay", "everything’s okay, iwa-chan, i'm here".

"it might not have been intentional," hajime speaks minutes later, breaking the silence with a slightly shaky voice "but this morning, one of the rookies, when i mentioned us, asked how it’s even possible to be together your whole life, if we really chose each other or if we just ended up together out of habit."

tooru blinks, his brow furrowing as a growing irritation settles in his chest.

"fucking what?" he snaps, and hajime burrows further into him.

"he said people who get used to each other do it because it’s easy, because they feel insecure and constantly need validation," hajime continues. "it got to me. i tried to ignore it, i really did, but it kept circling in my head, and it fucking scared me. i thought maybe we didn’t choose each other, that we just accepted it and that was it."

oikawa huffs, holding him tighter, already itching for the rookie’s name, last name, age, and address, because hurting hajime (intentional or not, physical or verbal or mental) awakens an overwhelming protective instinct in him. and he knows it’s the same the other way around.

"hajim—"

"and i got mad at myself," hajime cuts him off, finally lifting his head to look at him, his eyes glassy with tears that refuse to fall but still full of determination. "because i do choose you, tooru, just like you choose me. how the hell could i not choose you every damn day?" tooru’s eyes widen at his words, iwaizumi’s hands cradling his face with tenderness. "i’m with you because i love you, because you’re the best person i’ll ever know, because you understand me like no one else, and even being bored with you is fun."

"i don’t know why he said that," hajime shakes his head, his thumbs brushing against tooru’s cheeks as the other stares back with utter adoration. "getting used to someone isn’t a bad thing. it just means lives have molded to fit together, and mine has with yours since the day you came into the world, since you came to me."

every word settles between oikawa’s heart and soul, and he feels like the air he’s breathing is cleaner, the room is brighter, and he’s more certain than ever that hajime is his first and last love, his partner of life.

oikawa lets out an amused sigh and smiles beneath his glassy eyes.

"you know, i was supposed to be the one easing your insecurities today, iwa-chan. not the other way around" he teases, because that’s how they’ve always worked.

hajime blinks once before frowning, blushing, and flopping heavily back onto tooru with a grunt.

"i take it all back, idiot."

tooru laughs, loud, boisterous, and genuine, clinging to hajime like a koala, rubbing his cheek against the other’s temple.

"i’ll never get tired of choosing you, hajime" he promises sincerely, feeling all of iwa’s chiseled muscles relax completely in his arms. "i don't know the world without you by my side."

...

my little aportation to oiiwa day and a big gift for the sweetie @namirotraeu 💝 u NEED to check the beautiful fanart she made for me!!!

u cand find me on my ao3, bluesky and here's my carrd 🍉

[waveoftheocean]

inktober day 7: it’s good to have someone to come home to 🏠 ❤︎

[hajiiwa]

Hiii~! Because it's Halloween I want to ask if you could write something spooky?? I don't know mummies or something but I was sort of hoping for incubi/succubi >////

ahjkhjdshjahjk anon!! i have never written anything with ubi so i will?? try my best??? and none of it will be Super Explicit but uhusgdahuil in honor of halloween :,D

***

Oikawa Tooru lived a hard life. Each night he silently curses those who had it easy; his best friend Hanamaki, who was currently harboring a six-foot cat shifter, his mail carrier who saw through the eyes of the bird on his shoulder, and of course, those who weren’t saddled with any sort of non-human (or part-human) baggage.

So what if magic had been integrated into his life? He can put up with the mummies bagging his groceries but it’s blasphemous to have to house an incubus.

All told, Kuroo Tetsurou wasn’t necessarily an ungracious guest. Sure, he takes up the entire couch on occasion. Sure, he eats all the sweets in the house even though he doesn’t require human food for energy. Sure, every few nights Oikawa would dream of cold fingers and slow smirks that helped sustain Kuroo (among other things), but really, it wasn’t a big deal.

Until– well. Until Kuroo says something that throws Oikawa for a loop.

“I’ve got a friend coming over,” drawls the lazy incubus, craning his neck to look back at Oikawa who’s seated at the table. Case files are spread out all around him.

“Mm?” Oikawa, distracted, allows himself to glance up. “Like a–? Another special friend? Like that loud one with the big hair?”

Kuroo looks smug, but he shakes his head. “No, no. Another incubus. I want him to stay here for a while.”

Oikawa chokes on his spit. “You’re inviting another incubus–”

“Yep.”

“– to stay at my home, take advantage of my hospitality–”

“Pretty much, yeah.”

“– why?!” Oikawa wails, dropping his head onto the table and groaning loudly. “You’re bad enough! And am I even getting paid for this?”

“No way. This isn’t through that weird agency who wants to see how people respond to demons or whatever.” Kuroo flicks a dismissive hand. “I just think you two will get along. Plus, he lasts way longer than you. I have needs, Tooru~”

Oikawa’s face burns. “I hate you,” growls the medium, glaring down at the pictures in front of him. “You’re interfering with my work, you know.”

“It was a crime of passion!” Kuroo declares boldly. “Always is.”

“Go to hell.”

“What, back to the motherland? No way. Shitty climate and no pastries.”

“Oh my god.”

***

Later on that night, Kuroo creeps into Oikawa’s bedroom and gently swats the book from his hands. “Oi. We should talk.”

Oikawa scowls and reaches for it, marking his page. “What now?”

“Do you really not want him here?” Kuroo asks bluntly, making Oikawa falter. “I know it’s… ‘taking advantage of your hospitality’ or whatever but I really do think you two would get along. And I sort of…” He shifts his feet. “Miss him. Or whatever.”

Oikawa’s eyes glitter. “Aww~ so he does have emotions!”

“Shut up.” Kuroo exhales hard and rolls his eyes. “So should I cancel my invitation or not?”

Oikawa chews on his bottom lip. Would a second really be so bad? Maybe this mystery addition could help with the dishes– neither he nor Kuroo have a taste for them, so they pile up day after day. “I… no,” he relents, sighing. “You can invite him over.”

Kuroo grins. “Knew you would come to your senses,” he says, wings spreading and shifting as he crawls down next to Oikawa. The medium gives an annoyed click of his tongue and pretends to snub him, quickly losing reason to as Kuroo’s fingers press to his jaw and dip down his chest.

Oikawa sleeps well that night, face buried into the devil’s chest.

***

Work is grueling. Oikawa isn’t exactly on top of his game as he stares down at the pictures of the victims, desperately trying to reach out to them, find out what happened. Their precinct suffers a bust, and Oikawa returns home gloomy.

Apparently, it shows. Oikawa sinks down into the armchair and sighs, eyebrows knitted together. Kuroo lopes over and runs his fingers through Oikawa’s hair, the gesture oddly domestic and kind that it makes his eyelids droop. “Rough day?”

“Yeah,” mumbles Oikawa, stiffening when something crashes elsewhere in the house. “What the fu–”

“Oh, that was probably just Hajime.” He can hear the grin on Kuroo’s voice. “Bit of a klutz, that one.”

“Oh lord, he’s here now?” Oikawa gripes, sour eyes locked on the bathroom door as it opens. “I don’t have the energy to…”

The words die in his throat as the unfamiliar incubus– Iwaizumi Hajime, he had been told– steps out. He shares some features with Kuroo in the dark hair and slitted eyes, but the similarities end there. His wings are shorter than Kuroo’s and his tail longer, and the dark tattoos snaking over his body resembling veins rather than the ceremonial markings Kuroo has. Low-slung jeans allow his tail to lash out and he takes a long drag from the cigarette hanging between his fingers, Oikawa desperately trying not to stare at his exposed chest. Smoke curls up around his face and Kuroo chuckles lowly.

“Meet Iwaizumi Hajime,” he says.

***

Ten minutes later Oikawa has locked himself in his bedroom, heart pounding wildly. He really should have thought this over, but then again, he’d had no idea Iwaizumi would look like…

That.

Giving a long groan, Oikawa flops face-down onto his bed. Really, Kuroo was bad enough, and he was a flirt. He had no idea what Iwaizumi would act like, how long he would stay, if he would–

Oikawa’s blood runs cold. Having one incubus touch him was overwhelming, but two– lord, he would have to start drafting his will. Did two of them mean double the appetite, or double the frequency?

Or both?

There’s a cheerful knock on the door. “You alright?” calls Kuroo, voice sounding awfully gleeful. Oikawa cusses to himself. No use trying to hide anything, not when Kuroo and Iwaizumi can literally smell it. Or, well, probably. He’s still not totally sure of how the science behind all of that works.

Reluctantly, Oikawa unlocks and opens the door. Iwaizumi’s lounging on the couch, feet propped up, wearing a tank top that Kuroo had cut holes into for his wings. “I’m… fine,” he says slowly. “I guess I should introduce myself.”

“I know who you are.” Iwaizumi’s voice makes Oikawa feel a little weak in the knees. “Oikawa Tooru, human medium, working for the police.” His eyes flick over to Kuroo. “Terrible taste in men.”

“Excuse me?” Kuroo gawks. “You’re awfully cocky now that we have a human to play with!”

We. It feels official. “Oh my god,” Oikawa says weakly. “So you two have–?”

“Yep,” Iwaizumi says nonchalantly, and though his voice doesn’t sound proud, there’s a smile playing at his lips. “Before we were allowed out. It wasn’t great, but it sufficed in a pinch. Generally humans are the preferred…” He contemplates his word choice. “Vessel.”

Oikawa chokes on his spit and Kuroo, pouting, winds an arm around Oikawa’s hips. “You are a guest in his home,” he reminds pompously. “Be nice to the resident incubus.”

“Is that a requirement?” Iwaizumi’s eyes turn to Oikawa. “Can’t I just pay attention to the host?”

Oikawa hates that he shivers a little. “Be nice to Tetsu-chan,” he says, having to take a second in order to force the words out. “I still have the power to kick you both out.”

Kuroo surveys his nails. “It would take more than an eviction letter.”

Oikawa glares. “I might not be a witch, but my best friend is. He can Banish you.”

Iwaizumi’s eyebrows raise and Kuroo frowns. “That’s rude.”

“It is what it is,” Oikawa says vaguely, trying to regain control of the conversation. I call the shots, you sex leeches.”

There’s a moment of silence, then Iwaizumi snickers into his hand. “Sure, sure,” he says, standing. Oikawa blinks. “Your life would seem so sad without us in it, though.”

Oikawa gasps. “That’s rude!” he defends, tearing himself away from Kuroo and stalking into the living room. “My life is not sad!”

“You’re a mid-twenties medium living alone and working for the fuzz,” Kuroo drawls, following close behind.

“And your last movie rented was…” Iwaizumi squints at the screen Oikawa hadn’t noticed was on. “Pretty In Pink?”

Oikawa’s face burns. “… so?” he asks, voice growing rather meek.

“Your kitchen is full of milk bread and instant meals.”

“Well, I–”

“Your apartment has one bedroom.”

“My apartment is average, you ungrateful–”

“But now we’re here,” Iwaizumi says, cutting off Oikawa’s indignant protests. He walks forward and puts a hand to the juncture of Oikawa’s shoulder and neck– the human takes great pride in the fact that he’s taller than Iwaizumi. His fingers slide up to Oikawa’s jaw, and they’re warm, unlike Kuroo’s. A grin spreads over Iwaizumi’s face. “And things are just getting interesting.”

***

[ao3]

[neutinya]

Some domestic Oiiwa??? Does this even count?? But yeah, initially I wanted to draw angst but I changed my mind 😔😔 I don't take criticism thank u

[toykawa]

oh, how we’ve grown, but I can’t wait to go home. 

[ao3feed-iwachanoikawa]

Duty calls early in the morning

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2Ql1Dqg

by kayejwrotes

It’s so cool that you are writing prompts for IwaOi day!! My prompt: Historical AU with omega Iwa. Thanks!! - someone asked me on Tumblr. I answered in no less than 600 words.

Words: 644, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of IwaOi/OiIwa day 2019

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tooru

Relationships: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Historical, Historical, Edo Period, Established Relationship, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha Oikawa Tooru, Omega Iwaizumi Hajime, Domestic Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Family Fluff, Original Character(s), Original Character - Oikawa Reiko

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2Ql1Dqg

[ao3feed-haikyuu]

Duty calls early in the morning

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2Ql1Dqg

by kayejwrotes

It’s so cool that you are writing prompts for IwaOi day!! My prompt: Historical AU with omega Iwa. Thanks!! - someone asked me on Tumblr. I answered in no less than 600 words.

Words: 644, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of IwaOi/OiIwa day 2019

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tooru

Relationships: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Historical, Historical, Edo Period, Established Relationship, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha Oikawa Tooru, Omega Iwaizumi Hajime, Domestic Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Family Fluff, Original Character(s), Original Character - Oikawa Reiko

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2Ql1Dqg

[ao3feed-iwaoi]

oikawa 13

Read this masterpiece on AO3 at https://ift.tt/3l6Fnky

by taesbootae

(domestic n fluffy oiiwa, minor ch 402 spoilers ahead)

just a regular night in oiiwa's hotel room after practice. then oikawa gets iwachan's shirt wet and oh no! what ever shall he wear now? how about that blue jersey in the corner? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Words: 1194, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tooru

Relationships: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru

Additional Tags: Hotels, Established Relationship, Sharing Clothes, Fluff, but like tsundere fluff lmao, Tsundere Iwaizumi Hajime, hehe, Bottom Iwaizumi Hajime, Top Oikawa Tooru, Domestic, Domestic Fluff, Swearing, no beta we die like my potential in the 6th grade, Haikyuu!! Chapter 402: Final Chapter: Challengers, Haikyuu!! Chapter 402: Final Chapter: Challengers Spoilers

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/3l6Fnky

[ao3feed-iwaoi]

Duty calls early in the morning

Read this masterpiece on AO3 at http://bit.ly/2Ql1Dqg

by kayejwrotes

It’s so cool that you are writing prompts for IwaOi day!! My prompt: Historical AU with omega Iwa. Thanks!! - someone asked me on Tumblr. I answered in no less than 600 words.

Words: 644, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of IwaOi/OiIwa day 2019

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tooru

Relationships: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Historical, Historical, Edo Period, Established Relationship, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha Oikawa Tooru, Omega Iwaizumi Hajime, Domestic Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Family Fluff, Original Character(s), Original Character - Oikawa Reiko

read it on AO3 at http://bit.ly/2Ql1Dqg