#kawa fabric

[blackhyssopcrafts]

searching for something to do with this beautiful layer cake when i came across the blocks debbie maddy made for moda blockheads 4... needless to say, i couldn't help myself

[6okuto]

HOLDING OUT YOUR HAND

gn!reader x kuroo, atsumu, hinata, bokuto, iwaizumi | !!! LITTOL HQ COMEBACK !! EVERYBODY CHEER FOR ME!!! PLEAS!@

KUROO doesn't hesitate before saying "hey, babe," then high-fiving you, and continuing to walk past. he doesn't question anything until you laugh softly. the sound makes him whip his head back around. "what?" "huh? nothing." tetsuro hums before walking over to your spot on the couch. "you laughed at nothing?" "yeah. why?" he only hesitates for a second before deciding to lie on top of you. "ow, fuck—" "was i supposed to do something else?" "tetsu—" you groan and hit his back, but can't stop the laugh that escapes. "there was no wrong answer. i just wanted to see what you'd do." tetsuro sighs, and suddenly raises himself to hover over you. "well, that's a relief. did you want anything from the kitchen?"

ATSUMU's, for some reason, first guess is "do you want money?" "what?" you snort. "you think i'd just ask you for cash like that?" he makes some kind of unsure noise and gestures with his hands, trying to come up with a defense. "i dunno! i mean, no, but that's why i was confused!" he whines and you shake your head. "i don't want money, 'tsumu." "what'd ya want then?" "nothing in particular. saw someone's boyfriend hold their hand, and i wanted to see what you'd do" you explain. "oh." he blinks. you watch him stare at your hand before reaching to hold it. "i can do that, too. without tricks, either."

HINATA stops chewing, his eyes flickering up and down, confused. "oh, do you want some of my chips?" he asks with his mouth still full. a smile pulls at your lips, but it's the only response you give. shoyo blinks at you and starts chewing again, albeit slowly. you watch him get a handful from the bag and carefully place it in your palm. "there y'go. if you want more, just ask. i have another flavour in my bag, too." he grins, pleased with his preparedness and figuring out what you wanted. when you don't move to eat any—curious about what he'll do—he stops chewing again and stares. the confusion is back, but he tries to guess again. "did…you want me to feed you?"

BOKUTO turns when you call his name. he notices your hand, and he smiles before bending down to place his chin in your palm. "did you need somethin'?" he asks while you squish his cheeks. "nah, just wanted to get your attention." a chill runs over you where kotaro's hands come to wrap around your waist, sneaking their way underneath your shirt. "okay—ah! are my hands cold?" he pouts, retracting them and standing up straight again. you laugh and shake your head. "a little, but it's okay." his hands come back to hold you, over the fabric this time, and he pulls you into a hug. "sorry, baby. but at least you'll always have my attention, y'know."

IWAIZUMI's sitting next to you, calling oikawa when you hold out your hand. he immediately assumes you want to him to hold it, and intertwines his fingers with yours. your face warms when he brings it to his lips and kisses your knuckles. hajime makes sure to trace little shapes against the back of your hand, and you scroll your phone while you wait for the two to catch up. "what?" the shock in your boyfriend's voice gets your attention. "i'm hanging up now, dumbass." you vaguely hear oikawa whine before hajime turns off his phone and sighs. he looks at you, and you try not to laugh. "you okay there?" "hm? yeah." he manages to smile and press a kiss to your temple. "is tooru okay?" "god, don't even ask."

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[mrs-kodzuken]

Self care w/ me & you & you ♡

Pairing: Haijme Iwaizumi x fem!reader x Tōru Oikawa

WC: 1.3k

Genre: fluff, so much fluff

CW: fem!reader, poly relationship, self care night with iwa & kawa, kissing, slight cursing

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"A what?"

A loud gasp was heard from the one and only Tōru Oikawa.

"Iwa-chan! Are you serious? Haven't you ever heard of a lover's self-care night? Oh Y/n-chan! Our relationship is failing!" Oikawa dramatically sobbed on my shoulder.

"To be fair, it really isn't something that's heard of a lot, Oikawa." I tried to reason with him as Iwaizumi scoffed and kicked a pebble that was in his way of walking.

"But if you truly want to, then I'll do it, and so will Iwajime." I smiled at them both, which got me a cheer from Oikawa and a gruff remark from Iwa to Tōru.

"You guys are such little kids. Go and change already; I'm going to go get everything ready. This sleepover is at my house, correct?" I got a thumbs up from Oikawa.

"Alright, see you guys there!" I waved them off, but not before snatching Hajime's volleyball jacket from him and blowing an air kiss to him.

Being in a poly relationship with those boys is pretty hectic most of the time. It's like taking care of two children and making sure they do not kill each other at the same time.

But nevertheless, I still love those crackheads. I still remember when we all got together; Oikawa had actually tried to get Iwaizumi and me together, even though he liked the both of us.

He just wanted his best friend to be happy, even if he couldn't have his happiness.

Reminiscing about that always makes my heart flutter with endearment. When I confessed that I was actually infatuated with the both of them, it was as if I was elated in that moment.

And ever since then, we've been in a heavenly correlation.

I broke away from my relentless thoughts as I headed up the stairs towards my room after telling my parents that they were coming over this weekend.

To be honest, I wasn't really sure what Oikawa meant by 'a lovers self-care night' but I do know that it's probably going to have to deal with facial care and things like that.

Gathering skin care, blankets, snacks, and movies is definitely some type of workout, and I should get an award for it. I slumped myself onto my bed and caught my breath.

I wasn't really into doing anything, so I definitely have low stamina.

The finished product looked way better. I made a huge fort in the middle of my bedroom, and inside are my portable projector for movies, string lights that I hung up, and bowls of snacks for us to eat.

All that was basically missing were my boyfriends, dinner, and a shower. I grabbed my phone and quickly ordered two boxes of pizza.

I didn't have a clue why I was so frantic about this whole ordeal.

Possibly because Oikawa always has everything planned out cautiously. Which is one of his positive skills that also contributes to him being a great partner.

After the pizza had come, I decided to go ahead and take my shower before they got here. I'm pretty sure that Oikawa is going to show up in his alien onesie that I bought him for his birthday.

It's covered head to toe with lots of small alien heads on it, and at the hood, it's green with the aliens eyes and mouth.

Soon, when I was finished with my shower, I put on a new set of pajamas that I had randomly bought.

Its fabric is really soft and has crescent moons, silver small stars, and gold stars, with random dots here and there splattered all over it. I absolutely love it; it fits right in with my love for astrology.

As soon as I pressed the last button from my top, the doorbell rang, signaling that Iwaizumi and Oikawa were here. I quickly rushed down the flight of stairs, almost tripping on a few, and opened the front door.

"Hey guys, come in. I've already set everything up for tonight." I explained as they followed me slowly up the stairs to my room.

"You shouldn't have been in such a hurry to open the door; you could have fallen and hurt yourself, Y/n." Iwaizumi assertively said this to me with a pointed look.

"I know, I know. I'm just excited." I answered sheepishly.

"Baby, we could hear you from outside; trust me, we weren't going anywhere." I mean, who would pass up seeing a face as beautiful as mine?" Obviously Oikawa said.

"Me," Hajime answered, "Yeah, definitely me too." I agreed with him, which made Oikawa pout and turn away from us.

"What do you say? You want to run away without Oikawa?" Iwa joked to me, "Why yes, of course, it's not like we're all in a relationship and love each other unconditionally or anything." I sarcastically agreed with him once again.

"If this is your way of saying you're sorry, then I accept it." Tōru said, but he still had a pout on his face.

I gave Hajime a look, as if telling him it's his turn to kiss Oikawa for when he gets annoying and pouty like this. He rolled his eyes, grabbed Oikawa's right hand, and yanked him down a bit for a kiss.

When he pulled away, his cheeks bloomed into a rosy pink tint, as did Tōru's.

I smiled wide when I saw them kiss. It's something that they always get nervous and flustered about.

"I see you smiling over there, Y/n. Don't think you're off the hook just yet." Iwaizumi said that and tugged my long sleeve over to them.

They both started attacking my face with kisses everywhere, built up laughter bubbled inside of me till I let it out.

"Okay! Okay! We better stop before this escalates to something unwholesome." I pulled away from their pecks and smiled at them. Tōru's face was basically saying, 'Can we please let it escalate?'

I glared at him for having indecent thoughts and engulfed myself in Iwa's arms.

"Oh Iwa! Save me! Oikawa is thinking unholy thoughts!" I cried.

"Shittykawa, quit being nasty." Iwaizumi hit him on the arm, and I finally took time to look at his pajamas.

They were, of course, godzilla, but it was a long-sleeved black shirt with a manga page of godzilla on it in the middle. His bottoms were black and white plaid PJ pants.

"Alrighty, so I've got facemasks, nail polishes, a pillow fort, snacks, and movies." I said, clapping my hands together.

"Ooh! I want to do my nails and a facemask." Oikawa almost jumped at the thought of getting his nails done.

"Okay, anything you would want to do, Iwa?" I giggled at Toru's childishness.

"No, you two go do that. I'll turn on a movie," he said, turning around.

"If you say so, baby, alright, Tōru, let's get this facemask on you." I turned around and faced him, but he already had one out and prepped his nails, ready for me to paint them.

"Kawa, you're so cute," I complemented while getting my green nail polish out and painting little aliens on his nails.

When they were dry and his facemask was off, we found Iwa under the covers on his phone, waiting for us.

"Hi babes! What movie did you put in?" Oikawa asked Iwaizumi while showing him his nails.

"Shrek, I thought that you might want to see yourself on TV tonight." Iwa smiled at him as Kawa gasped.

As much as I wanted to laugh, I decided to say, "Hajime, please apologize to Tōru." I finished as I laid on Oikawa's chest while Iwa wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Sorry, honey," he said sarcastically, just in time for the movie to play. I'll never get tired of these types of nights.

Just me and my boyfriend's cuddling and watching a movie with the occasional teasing.

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a/n: this is from my book “Haikyuu x Reader One Shots” on Wattpad! I hope you enjoyed and let me know if you have any requests!

the header is made by me, please like/reblog if used <3

[demifiendrsa]

Official English translated author comments featured in Weekly Shonen Jump 2023 issue #25

One Piece chapter 1084 - Eiichiro Oda

Nue’s Exorcist chapter 2 - Kota Kawae

My Hero Academia chapter 389 - Kohei Horikoshi

Cipher Academy chapter 24 - Nisioisin

Sakamoto Days chapter 119 - Yuto Suzuki

Akane-banashi chapter 62 - Yuki Suenaga

Blue Box chapter 101 - Kouji Miura

Tenmaku Cinema chapter 6 - Yuto Tsukuda

Do Retry chapter 3 - Jun Kirarazaka

Jujutsu Kaisen chapter 223 - Gege Akutami

Kill Blue chapter 5 - Tadatoshi Fujimaki

Witch Watch chapter 109 - Kenta Shinohara

Undead Unluck chapter 159 - Yoshifumi Tozuka

The Ichinose Family’s Deadly Sins chapter 25 - Taizan5

Mission: Yozakura Family chapter 178 - Hitsuji Gondaira

The Elusive Samurai chapter 110 - Yusei Matsui

Me & Roboco chapter 137 - Shuhei Miyazaki

Fabricant 100 chapter 22 - Daisuke Enoshima

Mashle: Magic and Muscles chapter 156 - Hajime Komoto

Black Clover chapter 359 - Yuki Tabata

[sweetkoalastarfish]

Exploring Region VI: The Western Visayas

Region VI, known as Western Visayas, is a vibrant region in the central Philippines, comprising six provinces: Aklan, Antique, Capiz, Guimaras, Iloilo, and Negros Occidental. It is celebrated for its picturesque landscapes, rich cultural heritage, and flourishing agriculture.

Geography and Natural Wonders

Western Visayas boasts a diverse geography that includes white sand beaches, rolling hills, verdant mountains, and lush rice fields. The region's most famous destination is Boracay Island in Aklan, known for its powdery white sand beaches and crystal-clear waters. Antique offers unique experiences like the Kawa Hot Bath and treks to the majestic Mount Madja-as. Guimaras is renowned for its pristine beaches and its world-class sweet mangoes, celebrated in the annual Mango Festival.

In Negros Occidental, you’ll find the mesmerizing Sipalay beaches, while Iloilo is home to Islas de Gigantes, a group of islands featuring dramatic limestone cliffs and turquoise waters.

Culture and Heritage

Western Visayas is steeped in history and culture. Iloilo City, often called the "City of Love," is known for its historic churches, heritage houses, and the Dinagyang Festival, a grand celebration honoring the Santo Niño. Meanwhile, Capiz, often referred to as the "Seafood Capital of the Philippines," showcases a blend of Spanish and indigenous heritage through its culinary offerings and historical sites, including the iconic Pan-ay Church.

Antique’s Binirayan Festival reenacts the ancient arrival of the Bornean datus, reflecting the region's rich precolonial history.

Cuisine

The region’s culinary landscape is as diverse as its geography. Must-try dishes include:

La Paz Batchoy: A flavorful noodle soup originating from Iloilo.

Chicken Inasal: A marinated and grilled chicken dish, famous in Bacolod City, Negros Occidental.

Seafood Galore: Fresh crabs, oysters, and mussels in Capiz and Guimaras.

Piaya and Napoleones: Sweet delicacies from Negros Occidental.

Economic Contributions

Western Visayas thrives as an agricultural hub, producing rice, sugarcane, mangoes, and seafood. Negros Occidental is dubbed the "Sugar Bowl of the Philippines" due to its vast sugarcane plantations. Additionally, the region supports a robust tourism industry, with Boracay as a major international draw.

Handicrafts and weaving are also significant industries, with Aklan's piña fabric being a standout export.

Tourism and Development

The region is a growing center for sustainable tourism. Efforts to protect its natural resources while promoting eco-friendly activities have been evident in initiatives like marine conservation in Aklan and sustainable farming practices in Guimaras.

Conclusion

Region VI, Western Visayas, is a captivating blend of natural beauty, cultural heritage, and modern vibrancy. From its iconic festivals and historic sites to its breathtaking islands and delectable cuisine, it offers an unforgettable experience for locals and tourists alike.

[adalidda]

La Culture du Café : Un Levier pour la Croissance Économique et le Développement Durable en Afrique de l'Ouest

L’Afrique de l’Ouest, dotée d’une riche tradition agricole, demeure un acteur marginal sur le marché mondial du café. Cependant, cette situation ne reflète pas le potentiel immense de la région. En mettant l’accent sur la culture du café, en particulier dans les zones propices aux variétés Robusta et Arabica, les agriculteurs et coopératives agricoles ouest-africains peuvent accéder à des marchés d'exportation lucratifs, renforcer leur résilience économique et améliorer les conditions de vie des communautés. Alors que la demande mondiale en café ne cesse de croître, l’Afrique de l’Ouest a l’opportunité de s’affirmer comme un acteur clé de cette industrie.

Le Potentiel du Café en Afrique de l’Ouest

Bien que l’Afrique de l’Est et l’Amérique latine soient souvent reconnues comme les leaders de la production de café, l’Afrique de l’Ouest, notamment des pays comme la Côte d’Ivoire, la Guinée, le Sierra Leone, le Liberia et le Togo, possède les bases nécessaires pour augmenter considérablement sa production de café. La Côte d’Ivoire, avec une production annuelle de 1 à 2 millions de sacs, est déjà un leader régional. Pourtant, le pays et ses voisins ont encore bien plus à offrir. Actuellement, l’Afrique de l’Ouest produit environ 2 à 3 millions de sacs par an, soit une infime part de la production mondiale. Cela représente une opportunité immense pour la région.

Histoires de Succès en Afrique

D’autres régions du continent offrent des exemples inspirants de projets caféicoles qui ont transformé leurs économies locales et positionné leurs produits sur la scène mondiale.

Éthiopie : Le Berceau du Café

L’Éthiopie, souvent considérée comme le berceau du café, a su tirer parti de ses variétés uniques, notamment l’Arabica. Le café éthiopien, apprécié pour ses saveurs distinctes, est très recherché sur les marchés internationaux. Les coopératives agricoles ont joué un rôle crucial dans le maintien de la qualité et du patrimoine du café éthiopien, tout en garantissant des pratiques de commerce équitable. Un exemple emblématique est l’Union des Coopératives de Café Sidama, qui représente plus de 85 000 agriculteurs. En mutualisant les ressources et en misant sur le contrôle de la qualité, cette coopérative a obtenu des prix premium pour son café sur le marché mondial, permettant ainsi aux agriculteurs de réinvestir dans leurs communautés, notamment dans la construction d’écoles, de centres de santé et d’infrastructures.

Rwanda : La Renaissance grâce au Café

Le Rwanda offre un exemple inspirant de renaissance économique grâce au café. Après le génocide de 1994, le pays a misé sur le café pour reconstruire son économie. Grâce à des investissements stratégiques dans l’amélioration de la qualité et le développement des coopératives, le Rwanda produit aujourd’hui certains des meilleurs cafés Arabica au monde. Le succès de la coopérative Dukunde Kawa en est une illustration. En formant les agriculteurs à des pratiques durables et en établissant des relations directes avec des acheteurs internationaux, cette coopérative a permis aux producteurs, en particulier aux femmes, d’atteindre une indépendance financière et d’améliorer leurs conditions de vie.

Ouganda : Capitaliser sur le Robusta

L’Ouganda, un autre géant du café en Afrique de l’Est, s’est principalement appuyé sur le café Robusta. Le secteur caféicole ougandais, soutenu par le gouvernement et le secteur privé, a permis d’augmenter la production et d’améliorer la qualité. Une initiative marquante est le projet Kawacom Sipi Falls, qui a aidé les petits producteurs de la région du Mont Elgon à adopter une agriculture biologique. Cela a considérablement augmenté leurs revenus et assuré la préservation de l’environnement.

Opportunités pour l’Afrique de l’Ouest

L’Afrique de l’Ouest peut s’inspirer de ces réussites en adoptant des stratégies adaptées à ses réalités. La Côte d’Ivoire, avec son expérience dans le Robusta, démontre que des investissements dans la qualité, les coopératives et les pratiques agricoles durables peuvent renforcer la compétitivité sur le marché mondial. Dans les régions de haute altitude comme la Guinée et le Sierra Leone, propices à la culture de l’Arabica, il existe une opportunité de diversification. En valorisant ces terroirs uniques et en développant des chaînes de valeur robustes avec des infrastructures de transformation, la région pourrait non seulement augmenter ses revenus, mais aussi retenir davantage de valeur ajoutée localement. Un exemple local prometteur est celui de la COOP-CA Kénédougou en Côte d’Ivoire. Grâce à des formations et à l’accès à des équipements modernes, cette coopérative a amélioré la qualité du café et établi des partenariats avec des acheteurs internationaux, garantissant des revenus stables à ses membres.

Conclusion

L’Afrique de l’Ouest peut devenir un acteur majeur de l’industrie mondiale du café. En tirant parti de son potentiel pour la culture du Robusta et de l’Arabica, et en s’inspirant des initiatives réussies ailleurs en Afrique, la région peut débloquer des opportunités économiques significatives. Des investissements stratégiques dans la qualité, les coopératives et la durabilité peuvent permettre aux producteurs ouest-africains d’augmenter leur part de marché mondiale tout en transformant leurs communautés. Le moment est venu pour les agriculteurs et coopératives de la région de saisir cette opportunité, d’innover et de s’imposer sur la scène internationale. Ensemble, semons les graines de la prospérité, un grain de café à la fois.

J'espère que vous avez apprécié la lecture de cet article et que vous y avez appris quelque chose de nouveau et d'utile. Si c'est le cas, n'hésitez pas à le partager avec vos amis et collègues qui pourraient s'intéresser à l'agriculture et à l'agrobusiness.

M. Kosona Chriv

Directeur des Ventes et du Marketing du Groupe 

Groupe Solina / Sahel Agri-Sol (Côte d’Ivoire, Sénégal, Mali, Nigeria, Tanzanie) 

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Photo: Une cultivatrice de café (Image générée par IA)

[molly-timmins]

Artist Talk: Maungarongo Te Kawa

Hikihiki: Stories The Uplift

Season Gallery , Saturday 22nd July

Ron Te Kawa begins his talk describing the show's title, 'Hikihiki' which he explains as the eveloping of a hug, like the warmth of a blanket reflected in his vibrant quilts. This embrace can be felt when viewing the works, and such tenderness is evident not only in the visually striking colours and soft fabrics, but in the laborious sewing process evident in the stitching.

Te Kawa recieves guidance and conceptual interest in Hineteiwaiwa, goddess of whare pora (weaving), textile arts, as well as midwifery/childbirth. Te marama, the moon, also informs his art-making.

Within the softness of these quilts, there is pōuri, or sadness, of the societal rejection and intergenerational trauma of Maori, as well as isolation within a digital world as mentioned in the exhibition text. Te Kawa uses storytelling and craft to find brightness of Maori - giving unapologetic celebration of whakapapa, and 'poking [his] tongue out at the expectations of others'

[repairingangelsworld]

Feedback from meeting with Yolunda and Judy

Stitching and drawing

print drawing on fabric and add embroidery

there is humour in my drawings

Ron Te Kawa, quilt

drawings really good - Take risks

Owen Connors

Do whatever is intuitive

That there not as different as i think they are

Fabric is the drawing

embroider bug onto fabric

doesn't have to be a finished sculpture every time I make something

[miyaagis]

oikawa is a handsome man, there’s no denying it. he might be twice your age but his trademark charm never fails to lure you in. too bad he’s your dad’s best friend

+ pairing. oikawa t. / fem reader

+ word c. 2,730

+ warnings. age gap, alcohol, mild degradation, mindbreak, noncon filming, squirting, watersports, mating press, one (1) slap in the ass, u call him uncle but he isn’t, so pseudo-cest? no beta we die like men

+ author n. my piece for the miki mouse whorehouse collab ♡ three weeks late, yes

the mid-afternoon sun burns above you, your exposed skin glowing under its blaze as you try to ignore the bickering of your dad’s friends.

oikawa’s playlist blasts through the speakers, the one with latin songs and that he’s been listening to since he went to argentina (according to uncle makki). you hum along with the beat unconsciously, so close to dozing off that you miss the sound of the approaching steps.

“a drink for the princess.”

flirty brown eyes meet yours through the tinted glass of your sunglasses, his handsome smile making your heart skip as you sit up and take the cold drink from his hands.

oikawa takes the seat next to you, handing his phone over to you to let you choose the next song. his fingers trace the rim of his beer bottle as he watches you type something on the screen before leaning back against the chair.

“my dad will yell at you for giving me alcohol,” you peer up at him, taking the straw between your lips.

he takes a long sip of his beer in hopes of calming down the myriad of thoughts swirling in his mind. it’s sinful how the wet fabric of your swimsuit clings onto your form while you lie under the sun—unbothered. but it’s even worse how the star of those thoughts it’s his best friend’s daughter.

“you’re an adult, you’re allowed to have fun.”

you scoff, “tell him that.”

iwaizumi has never been a strict parent but he likes to play the overprotective dad role every once in a while.

“he’s your dad. it’s kind of his job,” he tilts his head in his friend’s direction, his stare serious before switching into a playful one, “and mine is to be the cool uncle.”

you can’t help but snort, “who said you were cool?”

oikawa fake gasps at your statement, but his posture immediately tenses up as uneasiness takes over his body. 

he doesn’t have an idea when it all started, or when did the playful banter between you two turned into this unbearable sexual tension. many nights he has been haunted in his dreams by your cute but taunting smile, poking fun at him until his lips land on yours, and kissing you until you’re reduced to a pathetic whimpering mess.

“–kawa you asshole!”

hanamaki’s voice snaps him out of his trance, both of your heads turning to look at said man as he scolds matsukawa for spilling his drink on the table.

“don’t stay under the sun for too long,” oikawa suddenly stands up, shooting you a forced smirk, “or you’ll get wrinkles.”

you stick your tongue out at him and watch him walk away, staring at his back while a silly smile settles on your lips.

—

the sun has already set when you make your way inside.

you ignore the two drunk men passed out on the couch as you look around for your dad, but when you fail to catch sight of him, you decide to take a look in the kitchen.

oikawa’s shirtless back greets you, his muscles bulging under his tanned skin as he seems to be struggling with a bottle of wine.

“you’re doing it wrong.”

he immediately halts his movements and turns to look at you, “i’m sorry?”

you smirk, “you’re forgiven.”

he scoffs at your little joke, but when you see the hint of a smirk tugging his lips upwards you know he’s enjoying it as much as you are. with a push of your hips, you shove him aside and grab the corkscrew from his hands.

“this, is how you do it.”

he leans on the kitchen counter with his elbow as he observes you do your thing, “you’re being too awfully cocky lately.”

“not my fault you can’t open a wine bottle the right way,” you shrug before smiling triumphantly once it's open, taking a swig of the bottle.

it’s probably the way your eyes gleam under the dim lights, or how your lips look plump and glossy after drinking the wine. either way, the words leave oikawa’s mouth before he can think twice.

“oh? care to tell me what else i don’t do the right way?”

you watch as he takes the bottle from your hands and takes a sip, “you’d be surprised. i know more than what you may think.”

“i doubt it.”

“try me.”

the words hang in the air, the hidden meaning begging to be addressed but you stare at each other in silence, your chests heaving up as you wait for the other to make a move.

“do you know what’s been on my mind lately?” he’s the first one to break the silence, his figure looming above you while his hand moves to rest on your hip.

your breath hitches as you shake your head. gone is the playful gleam in your eyes, his stare feeling as if he’s a predator and you the helpless prey.

“you.”

he pauses, gauging your reaction while you feel your heart pounding wildly in your chest.

“oi!” 

you both jump at the sound of your dad’s voice. iwaizumi stands behind you with his car keys on hand, exhaustion evident in his posture.

“they’re hammered, i’m going to drive them home. you need a ride?”

the question’s directed at oikawa, who’s suddenly feeling like a deer caught in the headlights.

did he see anything? he wonders. but the tired look in his best friend’s face lets him know he doesn’t suspect a thing.

“nah, i’m good,” the odd look iwaizumi sends his way prompts him to come up with an excuse, “i’ll clean up and then i’ll be on my way out.”

on a normal day, iwaizumi would’ve refused. but if he could escape your mom’s wrath after the mess they made, then he’d take it in a heartbeat. good thing she’s out on her casino night.

“thanks, man. see you around.”

you both watch as he exits the kitchen, the tense atmosphere remaining even after hearing the front door close behind the three men.

you can’t help but deflate a bit, sensing the ‘moment’ between you is gone.

“where were we?”

your eyes widen and refuse to meet his, choosing to fiddle with your fingers as you repeat what he said earlier in a small voice, “you said… you said you were thinking of me.”

oikawa has to stop himself from cooing at your nervousness, humming instead as he takes one step in your direction.

“mhm, all day,” his hands snake around your waist to pull you flush against him, “i’ve been thinking about fucking you.” 

a small gasp leaves your mouth, a satisfied smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

“you enjoyed teasing me, didn’t you? parading around in that slutty swimsuit of yours with your tits spilling out of your bra?”

he hauls you up by your waist and places you on the granite counter, settling himself between your legs, “i could see your nipples getting hard, begging to be kissed,” one of his hands leaves your waist and moves upwards to pinch your nipple. he can’t help but coo at the faint whimper that escapes your lips, “hmm, so cute.”

oikawa’s lips connect with yours, his other hand holding you by the back of your head while the other keeps rubbing the hardened nub. once his tongue glides into your mouth, breathless moans fill the kitchen.

“a-ah, uncle tooru,” you run your fingers through his hair, pulling him closer.

he starts to make his way down, kissing your neck and collarbone before he reaches your chest. his teeth graze your hard nipple, toying with it while a large hand moves down between your legs and pushes the fabric covering your pussy aside.

two long fingers prod between your folds, sliding in easily and making you groan.

“naughty girl, so wet already,” he rasps in your ear, throat dry at the sight of your wet folds.

the wetness dripping from your hole immediately coats his digits, making it easier for him to tease your insides. the pads of his index and middle fingers curl upwards to touch the soft walls, massaging them in slow movements.

“mm, fuck–” it’s exhilarating how good he’s making you feel just with his fingers, pulling moans so effortlessly out of you.

“feels good, hm?”

“yes, yes, so so good–” your head falls limp against his shoulder, your hands resting on his biceps as you try to hold onto something, “please… faster.”

the pace of his hand picks up while his thumb brushes over your clit, watching you lose yourself in the pleasure. his cock hardens at the filthy sounds of your pussy sucking his fingers in and your wanton moans.

“so needy,” he murmurs, a breathless chuckle falling right in your ear, “be a doll and cum for me. will you? c’mon, baby. i know you can do it.”

your grip on his shoulders tightens, his encouraging words awakening something in you that has you cumming right after. warmth floods your body as you chant his name desperately, the friction of his finger against your clit prolonging your high and making it difficult to catch your breath.

it takes you a minute to recover from the daze, his body-heat overwhelming you and fogging up your mind.

it’s not until he takes his fingers out of your dripping core and has a taste of your juices when he truly feels the lust take over him.

oikawa immediately picks you up from the kitchen counter, your legs wrapping around his torso as he blindly makes his way to your room.

his mouth moves hungrily against yours, your bodies occasionally colliding against the walls since you refuse to let go of each other. once you reach your bedroom, he pushes the door open and places you on the bed, climbing on top of you and latching his mouth onto your neck.

“baby, i need to– hmm,” the roll of your hips against his front causes his cock to twitch in his shorts, “need to fuck you.”

your eyes close when he moves your bra down and starts sucking on your nipple, one of your hands tangling in his hair and pushing his face onto your chest.

“want you so badly, please.”

“don’t worry, princess. i’ll make you cum again, so many times, and fill your needy cunt with my cum,” he murmurs against your chest, his tongue gliding over the sensitive skin while he rolls his hips against your core, “you’re gonna be a good little slut for me, right? bounce on my cock like a bitch in heat?”

you have never heard something so filthy leave his mouth, the promise of another orgasm sending a jolt down to your center.

“y-yes, i’ll do whatever you want! just please, fuck me.”

“yes, what?” his eyes glint with malice as he looks down at you, waiting for you to reply.

“yes... sir.”

a captivating smile graces his lips as he moves up from your chest to your face, his mouth hovering right above yours, “good girl.”

before you can process his words, he flips you on top of him, his hands going straight to your ass and squeezing the flesh. you notice the hardness underneath you and you have to stop yourself from bucking your hips against it.

with a tap on your butt, he signals you to lift your hips, taking off his shorts and turning to the side to place them somewhere. but in your drunken state, all you can focus on is on the cock in front of you, the flushed head glistening with pre-cum and causing your mouth to water.

he’s turning around when you wrap a hand around his girth, making him jolt under you before you lift your eyes to stare back at him.

“patience, baby. i’m not going anywhere,” he chuckles at the same time you rub his cock between your folds. his eyes stare intensely at you, watching you coat him with your juices before aligning him with your hole, “shit, i wish i could watch you like this forever.”

“you can have me whenever you want, sir. i’m yours.”

his cock parts your lower lips as you start sinking down, the vein on the underside of his shaft rubbing deliciously against your walls until he’s bottoming out. his hands rest on your hips, letting you get used to the stretch before he starts to rock you back and forth, slowly.

“feels so good… m-more.”

strong arms wrap around your waist, bringing your torso down until your breasts are pressed against his chest. his thrusts become intense, making you squeal as his laugh reverberates in his chest. he slaps your ass with one hand, groaning when your walls clamp down around him.

“tightest cunt i’ve ever fucked,” he groans.

“h-harder, fuck me harder,” you plead and, in a matter of seconds, he’s ramming his cock into you just like you asked. the friction of his length against your insides makes you dizzy, your mind wandering to how would it feel to be filled with his seed, “god– ugh, want your cum.”

“hm? my pretty little cumslut wants to milk me dry?”

he pushes you up as he slows down his pace, whines leaving your mouth in frustration. oikawa helps you bounce on top of him, his pelvic bone brushing against your swollen clit which causes your orgasm to approach faster than expected.

“‘m so close,” your rhythm falters, hips moving back and forth desperately in search of that delicious friction, “gonna cum, sir. please, make me cum.”

oikawa’s grip on your hips tightens, one of his hands moving down to your clit and rubbing it in fast circles, “shit– so tight,” he moans when you clench your muscles around his cock, feeling it twitch inside of you, “fuck, fuck, i’m cumming!”

he barely manages to rasp out before warm spurts of cum paint your walls, his cock throbbing against them while he keeps moving in and out of your hole. you follow suit, your pussy trembling around him as you both ride out your orgasms.

his cock visibly twitches once it's out of your cunt, lying flat on his stomach while white cum slowly drips on top of it. spreading your asscheeks, he stares at your glistening cunt and watches your juices coat him before flipping you onto your back. his entire weight rests on top of you, caging you in a mating press and entering your raw walls again.

“s-sir, no more! ‘m too sensitive– ah,” your legs are shaking at the overstimulation, his cock reaching so deep that you can feel it nudging at your cervix.

he grunts as he keeps thrusting into you, his balls slapping against your ass while you try to fight him, “one more, baby.”

“i-i can’t! no, no, no, please...” your nails dig in his muscles, a futile attempt to get him to slow down.

the slapping of skin on skin is loud, your cries encouraging him to drill harder into your pussy until he’s flooding it with his thick cum.

“shit, princess. of course you can. isn’t this what you wanted? you’re such a slut for me, i’ve known it all this time.”

you know you want to cum, but another tingling feeling settles on your belly and, after a perfectly directed thrust from his part, you gush around his cock.

“holy shit.”

everything seems to stop around you, drooling and babbling nonsense as you’re sent into a high that leaves your mind floating, your body growing limp under oikawa as he continues to fuck your hole until he’s filling it again.

the euphoria stops you from noticing when he pulls out, also missing how he remains above you with his softening cock in hand and pumping it slowly. a groan escapes your mouth when a sudden warmth soaks your sweaty skin, making you close your eyes and bask in it.

“fuck, baby,” he angles his cock in your direction, allowing his piss to pour down onto your ruined pussy and down your bedsheets, “look at you, my pretty little slut.

your craving for him was so powerful that you failed to notice the phone standing on your bedside table, angled directly at you. even when familiar moans blare through its speakers after oikawa picks it up, smiling down at it as he readies himself to enter you once more.

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[jordanianroyals]

Vogue Arabia: Did You Miss This Romantic Message Hidden in Rajwa Al-Saif’s Engagement Abaya?

By NITYA CHABLANI, 24 August 2022

Earlier this month, the world came together to celebrate a very special moment for the royal family of Jordan: the engagement of the son of Queen Rania and King Abdullah II, Prince Hussein. In case you missed it, the royal is now all set to marry Rajwa Al-Saif, a 28-year-old Saudi native who holds a graduate degree from the College of Architecture at Syracuse University.

The look, both timeless yet age-appropriate, was quick to catch everyone’s attention, and has been confirmed as a bestseller from the archives of Orient 499, the Lebanese label that prides itself on its dedication to sustainability, and spotlighting local craftsmanship.

“The abaya Rajwa Al-Saif wore is crafted from a rare handwoven fabric made with silk and linen threads,” co-founder Frank Luca revealed to Vogue Arabia. “The front and the back of the abaya are hand embroidered with sequins and beads in our atelier by our artisans. The intricate hand embroidery takes about three weeks to produce. The design was conceived by my co-founder and fashion designer Aida Kawas in 2013, and due to its popularity, we have reproduced it but in limited quantities. The attention to detail as well as the lightness of the fabric made this item a bestseller, and it has been produced a few times ever since its creation in 2013, but for a total number of 12 pieces throughout the years.”

The romantic message you missed in Rajwa Al-Saif’s abaya design

Look closer at Rajwa Al-Saif’s elegant abaya, and you’ll notice a special message hidden in the details. On the back of the bride-to-be’s abaya sit two gold birds that seem to share a body. “The birds represent our brand, and this is a motif often found in our designs, be it objects or clothing,” Luca elaborated. “The two birds on the back represent two lovers united with the continuation of their chest.” It’s safe to say that the romantic meaning behind the embroidery on Al-Saif’s outfit made it the ideal choice for the occasion. Below, take a closer look at the Orient 499 abaya that’s had everyone talking.

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soft mornings

pairing: established poly!oikawa x gn!reader x iwaizumi genre: fluff that will rot your teeth out words: 1.5k summary: mornings aren’t your favorite, but the two of them make it better

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it was too bright, the sunlight hit you directly in the face, and you wanted to snuff it out. who forgot to close the curtains last night? you would have to chew one of them out later, but you were too tired to even think about it right now. you lay against oikawa’s side, his skin warm against your cheek and his arm positioned beneath your head. the hot weight atop your chest was iwaizumi, his chest flush against yours and arms wrapped tightly around your waist. his hair tickled your chin, and your legs were tangled in the sheets with both of theirs.

waking up like this wasn’t so bad, wrapped up and safe in the arms of your lovers. you just wished the sun didn’t insist on ruining your sweet sleep. you tried your best to return to the land of dreams, but no matter how hard you tried, you were too focused on the way iwaizumi’s fingers felt splayed against your back, or the way oikawa breathed in deep, slow breaths. giving in to wakefulness, you cracked open your eyes, squinting at the bright light of late morning.

you tried not to move too fast so as not to wake the men beside and on top of you, but you allowed yourself to look up at oikawa’s sleeping face. his eyes were soft, hair uncharacteristically tousled and his face smoothed by his unconscious state. your hand came up to his clothed hip to rub small circles against the soft fabric of his pajama pants. you watched his chest as it rose and fell in a lulling rhythm, and you turned your head slightly to press a gentle kiss to his skin before turning to the man atop you.

he had a rough day yesterday, one of his athletes had gotten hurt and he accompanied them to the hospital. so when he came home, he was bone tired, a bit cranky, and as tense as a steel pole. all signs of that tension were gone now, the lines of his normally tense back made soft by sleep. you ran your fingers along his spine, the contact raising unconscious goosebumps along his skin.

you stayed like this for several minutes, reveling in the peace brought on by the sound of their breathing and the feeling of their bodies against yours. after a little while, you heard oikawa’s breathing pick up as he woke. you looked up at him and watched his body shuffle around, wanting to be the first thing he would see when he opened his eyes.

and you were. his chocolate eyes cracked open, focusing after a moment on the person against him. a smile cut his features, soft as a feather and a million times more beautiful. “what a beautiful thing to wake up to,” he whispered, hand coming up to rub the sleep from his eyes. “my two favorite people in the whole world, right there next to me.”

you let out a small chuckle through your nose, your hand continuing its rhythm against his hip. he raised his arm above his head as he stretched like a cat with a yawn to match. you couldn’t help but let your eyes wander to his stomach, drinking in the sight of his flexed muscles disappearing down under the sheets.

“how’d you sleep love?” he shifted onto his side, arm still cradling your head and other hand brushing the hair from your face. he pressed a soft kiss to the crown of your head as he moved his free hand down to run his long fingers through iwaizumi’s hair.

“slept well, ‘kawa,” you mumbled, closing your eyes and repositioning your head to nestle it back into his shoulder. “how bout you?”

“like a rock,” he chuckled softly. as he did, the man atop your chest began to shift. his fingers moved against your back, and you knew iwaizumi was waking.

“mornin’ sleepy head,” you cooed, pressing your lips against his hair and bringing your hand from his back to caress his cheek. he grumbled in response, maintaining his position against you and shifting his legs. it was so unlike him to sleep in like this, and you thanked the fact that it was the weekend because it gave you the chance to wake up to both of your boys.

“oh, c’mon that’s no way to greet the loves of your life,” oikawa teased, fingers moving down to grab iwa’s nose playfully. the other man grumbled, swatting at the brunette’s hand.

“oh, shut up, sleepykawa,” he mumbled, turning his head slightly to press his lips against your chest. you felt yourself flush slightly, a small sigh slipping from your lips as he gripped your hip firmly. He moved so his face was turned towards you, chin resting against his arms which he brought up to cross against your chest, and green eyes sparkling at the sight of you. “morning babe,” he smiled softly.

you felt your heart swell in your chest, the love you felt making your skin flush and your head spin. being between the two men was always a little overwhelming, especially when both of their attentions were on you as they were now. both pairs of eyes were on you, both pairs of hands were on you, both pairs of lips were peppering your skin with gentle morning kisses. It was enough to make you melt right then and there.

“you both look so pretty when you sleep,” you murmured, leaning down to press your lips gently against iwaizumi’s. they were warm against your own, and just the slightest bit chapped from his time asleep. you pulled away before you got too lost in the taste of him. There was another pair of lips that needed your attention after all.

“what are you talking about, i’m always pretty.” oikawa had the gall to sound scandalized, pressing his hand dramatically against his chest to emphasize the point.

“of course you are, you big baby,” grumbled iwa, reaching over to grasp oikawa’s hand on his own. “it’s just that you’re even prettier when you aren’t talking.”

this earned a chuckle from both you and the man to your side. You reached up to press your lips to his, savoring the feel of them as you had iwaizumi’s. you never wanted to get out of this bed, not for a million dollars. the silkiness of the sheets and the heat of their skin was intoxicating, and you couldn’t imagine a more comfortable situation.

you felt iwa shift as he looked over at the clock on the bedside table. he groaned softly, turning back to the two of you with a disappointed look in his eyes. “it’s almost 11.”

“so what, i don’t have anywhere to be today,” you brushed him off, kissing his forehead gently.

“neither do i,” grinned oikawa. “we get to spend the whole day together so let’s just stay in bed for a while longer.”

“yeah, well, i have to be at the gym by 12:30, so unfortunately i’m going to have to get up,” iwa sighed. he pushed himself up onto his knees with a grunt, stretching his arms above his head. again, you couldn’t help but let your eyes trail down his chest to the edge of the briefs he wore. you still couldn’t believe how you’d scored two men so beautiful; it truly boggled your mind sometimes.

“nooo~,” you whined, placing your hand on his thigh in protest. he simply rolled his eyes before leaning over you to greet oikawa with a kiss.

“good morning, prettykawa,” he whispered against the other man’s lips. oikawa broke into a giddy smile, wrapping his free hand behind iwa’s neck to bring him back down for another kiss. you smiled at the two of them, knowing just how lucky you were to have them.

pulling back, iwaizumi rocked back onto the bed, rubbing his eyes to rid them of any left over sleep. “i’m gonna go shower, you guys should join me,” he grinned down at the two of you. You thought it over, considering it but not sure if you wanted to get out of bed just yet. but a shower did sound nice, especially since it would be in your large shower which fit the three of you comfortably. the waterfall shower head would feel so nice against your tired skin. but was it worth getting out of the comfort of the bed and oikawa’s arms?

iwaizumi placed his hand against your cheek, leaning down so you could look nowhere but his face. “I’ll wash your hair for you,” he whispered, knowing how much you loved that. you nearly broke then and there, but the comfort still called to you.

“and I’ll wash all the rest,” purred oikawa in your ear, nearly making you jump. his free arm snaked around your waist and he squeezed gently.

looks like you weren’t staying in bed after all.

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[katsuumi]

 # ! EYES ONLY FOR YOU . ❞

// MASTERLIST ! //

STARRING — KOZUME KENMA ; IWAIZUMI HAJIME ; TSUKKISHIMA KEI + OIKAWA TOORU .

SOLILOQUY — KENMA IS MY BOYFRIEND, BUT ANYWAYS, LET ME BE A REMINDER FOR YOU TO DRINK WATER AND TOUCH GRASS .

EPS. DESC — IN WHICH THESE HAIKYUU BOIS ARE JEALOUS OF SOMEONE HITTING ON THEIR S/O MAKING THEM REALLY POSSESSIVE 😻‼️

RATINGS — PG-16 ;; GN!READER — CURSE WORDS + A BIT SEXUAL WITH TSUKI IF YOU SWINT REALLY HARD, BESIDES THAT NONE .

## — K3NM4 ! !

↳ i would hate to be the guy hitting on you right now ↳ as soon as he sees you getting catcalled or get uncomfortable from some person flirting with you he will drop. every. fucking. thing. ↳ the sounds of someone hitting on you will definitely send chills down his spine ↳ after coming up to you and the person talking, he would come and just stare at them ↳ tell me he can’t literally kill you just by staring at you. he’s scary as hell ↳ his stare causing the person to stutter and tremble over their words, already feeling their stomach shrink ↳ as if that wasn’t enough to stare at them, he immediately comes and hugs you from behind crushing the others confidence completely

not many things could pull kenma away from his game, but no, this- this definitely could. “do your twitter dms work? if so, can i have your tag? i would love to hang out sometime” kenma perked up from his slouchy position in his seat. the questions asked by the currently faceless deep voice made him uncomfortable in his skin. he stood up and made his way to you two. his feet tapping the tiles of the store, catching your attention. “oh, h-hey, ken.” you nervously chuckled, acknowledging his presence. the mood of the entire room seemed to change as his eyes became fixated with the man in front of you. “um, a-anyways, you don’t have to - um - you don’t have to give it to me, that’s fine.” the stranger said, scratching his neck. you watched as he started to fiddle with the cotton fabric of his shirt, glancing at kenma’s stare and then back to the floor. “oh-“ kenma cut you off, finally seeming to be able to remove himself from his trance. “yeah, you don’t have to give it to him, babe.” he reassured you as a smug grew on his face, “uh, i guess-“ your boyfriend refused to let another word come out of the mans mouth. “anyways, i was making sure everything was alright over here.” he placed a kiss on your neck, “i wanted to be sure you were alright.” another kiss made it’s way on your jaw, you couldn’t help but melt into his embrace, completely forgetting about the guy who was hitting on you. the guy walked away, with no confidence to take with him. “are you alright?” kenma said, his soft golden eyes staring so intently into your own. “yeah, thanks. he was a pretty smooth guy.” “not better than me, though?” “yeah,” you chuckled, “no ones better than you, kenny”

## — 1W4ZUM1 ! !

↳ the possessiveness is unreal oml ↳ if he catches someone flirting with you- don’t expect a good ending ↳ he won’t let someone go after he knows they were/are trying to get with you

you weren’t ready to hear the question pop out of the strangers mouth, the conversation was so innocent until… “hey, can i have your number? you’re cute and i would love to hang out sometime.” you perked up, praying to god iwazumi did NOT just hear that shit. “oh, i-“ you were cut off by the touch of your boyfriend on your shoulder. you slowly gazed up at his face, scared to see what expression he was wearing. you watched as the veins on his neck popped out as well as the veins on his balled up fist. “iwa-“ “hey, they have a boyfriend - which is me - and i think you would be very happy if you left them alone right now because if you don’t, i will make sure that your life flashes bef-“ “ok, iwa, thanks i appreciate it, but it’s fine.” you nervously chuckled looking at the man in front of you, who somehow did not seem too threatened by iwazumi’s dark demeanor. “let them speak for themselves, can i have your number?” you felt iwazumi’s hand quickly remove from your shoulder, causing a fight or flight response in your body. you didn’t know if you should look the other way from the guy about to get his ass beat, or stop iwazumi from beating the guys ass.

## — T5UK15H1M4 ! ! ↳ tsuki isn’t going to get really jealous ↳ this bitch ↳ first of all, this boys pride is just 📈 no way he has any doubt in your relationship, he knows you’re his ↳ he would scoff at you getting hit on, but act like he doesn’t care ↳ but when he does get really jealous, it’s because the person hitting on you has no chill ↳ he would call them out, but won’t make a scene because again- my guy’s pride is up their with the eiffel tower ↳ he would become more affectionate, however ↳ so, when you get home, expect cuddles 

you walked slightly pass your boyfriend sitting on the couch to grab the remote, but you were thrown off course when tsukishima grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you into his embrace. you groaned, uncomfortable in the position you were in. “tsuki.” you said bluntly, hinting that you were uncomfortable. you felt his grip loosen, allowing you to adjust yourself. he leaned down to you resting on his chest and kissed your forehead and then your neck. a light moan escaped your lips “why are you so touchy? i mean, i’m not complaining, but…” he kissed your neck again, “because you’re mine.” huh? you sat up and turned towards him. you stared at him with confusion in your eyes with your eyebrows furrowed. “elaborate.” he rolled his eyes at your demand, becoming irritated just from recalling the situation “i didn’t like that guy flirting with you.” you couldn’t help but laugh at his blatant jealousy as you turned back around, sitting in his lap, missing that moment where you were being drowned in kisses. "you know i love you," "yeah, but that doesn't give him a right..." "yes, tsuki, i know." you turned your head to face him, "you're the only one i have eyes for. now, can you hold and kiss me again? i like that." you had to ask, who knew when the opportunity would present itself once again?

## — 01K4W4 ! ! ↳ just like tsukishima, his pride is unreal, he KNOWS FOR A FACT you’re his ↳ but you best believe he gets jealous ↳ and oh this dramatic ass boy- he’s kinda cute tho ↳ pretty hypocritical if you ask me, always with those damn fangirls, but anywho- ↳ get ready for him to cause a scene

the obnoxiously loud sounds of someone’s feet hitting the concrete caught your attention, but you were more caught off guard by the aggressive feel of arms pulling you in for an unnecessarily tight hug. “hey, kawa.” you mumbled into your boyfriends chest, “HEY, Y/N, I’M DONE GETTING THAT THING I NEEDED!!!” his scream scratched your ears, causing a chill to run down your spine. “seems to me, i’m the only thing you’re holding.” you felt cold hands caress your face, “ah, yes, because you’re more important than that.” he cooed, whilst placing a thousand kisses on you face. you felt his gorilla grip lossen as he turned his body to the man in front of you. you looked up at oikawa, feeling frightened by the calm murderous stare he was wearing, but then the corners of his mouth rose up, as if he were done planning something. “ooo, who’s that, y/n?” “oh, that’s-“ “anywho- nice meeting you we’ll be leaving now.” he cut you off, obviously not caring to know the identity of the stranger who was in front of you, he carried you two away “you should let me take you out on a date later, y/n”

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[bullshxtvixen]

can u do some oikawa or bokuto getting kinkyyyy in public like in the bleachers or smth 🥴🥴🥴

I’m sorry it took a while to post these, i’ve been setting up a haikyuu discord server so we can all thirst together so i’ve been slacking on requests :( but i really hope you enjoy them! ALSO I DID OIKAWA AND BOKUTO BECAUSE I COULDN’T DECIDE >.<

Public sex Headcanons - Oikawa and Bokuto

Warning: 18+, smut, public sex(duh) and a little bit of degradation.

Oikawa

- He’s had the whole thing planned since you’d agreed to come to the game with him. You’ve usually been pretty open to trying new things with him but he knew that if he’d warned you about his plan you would’ve chickened out.

- So when you’re sat at the back of the bleachers looking down at a particularly boring match and his hand find its way beneath your skirt, you couldn’t help but tense up and look at him with wide eyes.

- “What do you think you’re doing?” You’ll hiss at him but he’s just going to carry on watching the match as if his fingers weren’t caressing your inner thigh and inching dangerously close to your core.

- Fucking tease.

- Your eyes would be darting around checking to see if anyone had noticed what was happening but he’d chosen a secluded spot right at the back so the nearest people were at least 5 rows in front. It’ll click in your mind then that he’d planned this.

- “ Tōru , this isn’t funny, someone coul-“ you won’t get to finish your sentence before two of his slender fingers easily move your panties to the side and slip between your folds, sliding into you with ease.

- “Someone could see, huh?” You wanted to wipe the shit eating grin off his face. “If you were so worried about that then why are you already so fucking wet for me when I’ve barely even touched you? I think you love the risk of being caught, don’t you, you slut?”

- His words would have you shuffling in your seat as his fingers pick up their pace, his thumb now circling your clit, making that familiar ache build in the pit of your stomach.

- Gripping his thigh and digging your nails in won’t dissuade him, he’ll just continue to watch you from the corner of his eye with a smirk. He loves seeing you squirm.

- “T-tooru, I’m g-going to...I’m gonna...cum.” The words were almost incoherent, but he knew what you meant.

- “Ah ah ah, we can’t have that now, can we? You wouldn’t want to do something as dirty as cum all over my fingers in a public place now, would you?” He’ll pull his fingers out like the fucking tease he is, leaving you empty and unsatisfied.

- Annoyed and flustered, you’d get up and go to make your way past your idiot boyfriend but before you could get around him, he’s pulling you down into his lap, one arm firmly around your waist, securing you to him.

- “Don’t make a sound, don’t move unless I tell you to and don’t close your eyes. If you do any of those things I’m going to bend you over that seat in front of us and fuck your sopping little cunt right here for the whole gym to see, do you understand, sweetheart?”

- You wouldn’t even be able to process what was happening before for he growls “Answer me.” as his hand palms your ass. The only thing you could do was nod.

- That’s all he needed. In seconds he’s lifting you up ever so slightly so he can free his cock from the confines of his trousers, before pulling your panties to the side and easing you down onto his throbbing length.

- His cock isn’t the longest but his girth makes up for it, stretching you in the most delicious way possible.

- Your eyes would almost roll into the back of your head at the feel of him filling you but you couldn’t risk them closing, though the thought of him fucking you in front of a large group of people as they watched does spike your arousal.

- Your pussy is going to be clenching around his cock so tightly that he knows it won’t take much for either of you to find your release.

- “God, your cunt feels fucking amazing wrapped around me like that,” he’ll whisper in your ear, “but let’s get those hips of yours moving so I can fill you up with my cum.”

- Then his hands are on your hips, moving you back and forth against his cock as your nails bite into your palms.

- “That’s it, I can feel how close you are. Cum for me, cum all over my cock while we’re surround by all these people, you dirty little slut.”

- Then you’re both coming undone, you almost biting through your bottom lip in an attempt to stay silent while his hands have a death drip on your hips.

- “Fuck, you’re such a good girl. Now let’s get out of here, we wouldn’t want my cum dripping out of you and ruining these seats now, would we?”

- Make no mistake, as soon as you get home he’s going to absolutely destroy you.

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Bokuto

- Bokuto has never really thought about fucking you in a public setting before, but seeing you in a skimpy swimsuit for the first time as you slowly test the water of one of the tide pools at the far end of the beach is too much temptation for him to resist. As lust begins to take over, it’s almost like he becomes a completely different person.

- He’ll watch as you lower yourself into the crystal blue water, slowly submerging yourself until your feet hit the rocky bottom. Luckily the water just comes up to your chest so you’re still able to lean your arms on the side of the smooth rock as some of the boys begin a new match on the sand a little further up the beach from you.

- Bokuto’s going to use the fact you’re distracted by the game to silently slip into the far side of the pool before dipping under the water and making his way towards you, fully submerged.

- When he surfaces he’ll put a hand over your mouth and his other around your waist, pulling your body flush against his in a flash.

- As you start to struggle his breath is going to brush against your neck before his familiar chuckle finds your ears.

- “Easy now, little bird, it’s just me.” He’ll say before removing his hand and pressing a kiss to your bare shoulder, causing you to shiver against him.

- ‘Little bird’ is only something he calls you when it comes to sex so you immediately know something’s going on.

- The hand that was covering your mouth will snake down the front of your body, making it’s way between your supple thighs that he loves burying his face between.

- When you tense up he just smirks against your skin, his breath fanning against your neck.

- “What are you playing at, Kou?”

- Another chuckle. “Do you have any idea how easy it would be for me to just slip these to the side” his fingers trace the fabric covering your now throbbing cunt, “and take you right here and now, while our friends are just over there?”

- He’ll grind his hardened cock against your ass as he says it, causing you to arch into him, your head falling against his shoulder.

- He’ll use that to his advance and cover your lips with his own.

- And you know he’s going to take that moment of distraction to hook his fingers into the material of your swim suit and tug it to the side so he push the entire length of his cock into you in one quick thrust.

- It’s a good thing his mouth is covering yours because the feel of him stretching your walls is going to have you moaning against his lips.

- “Geez, would you guys get a room, you look like you’re about to fuck!” Someone who sounds suspiciously like Kuroo, calls from the direction of where the teams were playing, but the only thing you could focus on is the slow rock of your boyfriends hips against your backside.

- You should be embarrassed, maybe even ashamed that your boyfriend is about to fuck you while your friends aren’t even 10 meters away from you, but the risk of being caught is only making you that much more turned on.

- “You better say something to him before they come over here and investigate, little bird or they’re going to see what a cock hungry little devil you are.” He’ll whisper in your ear, his cock continuing to throb inside of you.

- From where the boys are positioned it would just look as though Bokuto was innocently cuddling you and being a doting boyfriend, but if they came any closer they’d see that beneath the surface of the water he was buried inside you as his hand made lazy circles around your clit.

- “~ahh, umm-fuck you, rooster boy. You’re just j-jealous because i’d be getting some.” Yeah your voice isn’t going to be stable as you say it but luckily Kuroo doesn’t question it and returns to the game.

- “Mmm, that’s a good little bird.” He’s got your fingers gripping at the rocks in front of you as your orgasm starts to build faster, his hips trapping yours against the hard surface in front of you as he slides his cock into you over and over again.

- “Fuck, Kou. You feel so fucking good, I’m close.” You’d whisper, knowing he’s a sucker when it comes to being praised.

- Even though it’s not the usual crazy sex that you’ve grown accustomed to with Bokuto, the slow build up of your orgasm has you covering your mouth as it finally washes over your body.

- Within seconds you’ll feel him release inside of you as your walls clench around him, filling you with his hot cum and his arms tighten around you.

- “Holy fuck, y/n. That was...so hot. I can’t believe we just did that.” Immediately he’s back to his usual self.

- He’s going to spend the rest of the day walking round with some extra bounce in his step and he’ll probably even blush whenever he looks your way. He really can’t believe he did that.

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Ngl I’m not 100% happy with them but then again I never am 😂 I hope you liked them! If you have a request, feel free to send it in! ^.^

[demifiendrsa]

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[kaibel-cherub]

ghostly adventures

oikawa tooru x ghost!gn reader

warnings ; slight talk about murder ?? but its not graphic

notes - first post :D also, the reader in this is skittish at first even though theyre literally a ghost- ALSO THIS IS VERY SHORT AHDJKFHJK also i had to fix the formatting 5748390 times

A cupboard shutting from his kitchen snapped him from his dream-like state. He sat up, registering the fuzzy lights around him as another cupboard slammed. The third one woke him from his stupor, and his adrenaline increased almost immediately.

His mother wasn’t home- not for 3 hours- so who could it be?

“Hello?” The tall brunette called out, creeping towards the room with the banging.

My house is haunted. he had thought.

However, there's was no malignant spirit that roamed his walls or bloodthirsty demons prowling his kitchen, no.

It was you, a benevolent spirit from the 1930′s.

Snapping your head quickly behind you, a shadow was approaching from the long hall leading to the brunette's kitchen. You quickly ducked down, afraid of being caught.

“Hello?” He had called again. The boy had his phone in hand, ready to spam Iwaizumi with panicked messages.

You put your hand up to your chest, hollowed breathing quickly coming out in short puffs.

You curled your foggy fingers around the corner of the marble counter, slowly popping your head over the counter.

You locked eyes with the brunette, and as you saw glistening brown eyes, he saw-

“A ghost!” he screamed, running back to his living room.

He whipped his phone out, scrambling to call Iwaizumi. After three rings, he had picked up

“What is it Loser-Kawa-”

“There is a ghost in my kitchen!”

“A...ghost?” Iwaizumi asked, a doubtful and teasing tone in his voice.

“Iwa-chan this is not the time to make fun of me! I woke up to cupboards slamming, and went to go investigate-”

“You investigated weird noises in your house-are you trying to get yourself killed?”

“Iwa-chan!” he cried.

“Okay, okay, tell me about this so-called ‘ghost.’“

“Well- I couldn't see much but- I swear there was a ghost!”

“Oikawa, I'm going to hang up now.”

“Iwa-chan why-” before there was beeping on the other end. Oikawa huffed, tossing his phone onto his couch. You seemed to materialize in front of him, making him screech.

“Hi!” you said, bubbly and excited to meet someone new.

“No!” the brunette said, shielding his eyes.

You pouted, huffing and sitting down across from him.

“You can open your eyes, I’m not gonna kill you.”

Peeking through his fingers, he took a good look at you. Instead of some demon, he saw foggy remnants of a..human?

“are- are you alive?” he asked, you snorted.

“No, I died in like, the 1940′s.”

“what even are you?” he asked, removing his hands slowly, and clutching onto the fabric of his shirt.

You stood up suddenly, making him jump.

“I’m a full-body apparition!” You said with Jazz hands. He gave you a quizzical look.

“A...what?

“An apparition! A ghost-image of a person, most likely someone who was wrongfully murdered at a young age!”

The brunette looked horrified.

“You were...murdered?” He asks.

“Yeah, I was! but that doesn’t matter.” you chuckled.

“What matters now is where I am today! My apologies, I haven’t even introduced myself yet!”

You held your hand out and gave a dazzling smile.

“I’m Y/N, your friendly neighborhood ghost!”

Oikawa gulped, boy, this was going to be a long 3 hours.

[svnaslove]

silly, red lacy little thing.

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭; [request] @babiekawa​ ; Oikawa + reader, friends with benefits that end up having feelings for each other

sjfdkslf i got WAYY too carried away with this prompt and ended up making it a short series 

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ; suggestive themes

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It wasn’t meant to end up like this. It wasn’t supposed to go this far. There wasn’t supposed to be any actual feelings involved.

But it wasn’t entirely your fault either. When this friends with benefits thing started, it was honestly something that just happened spur of the moment. Two friends at a party with a little too much alcohol and then you somehow ended up tangled in bedroom sheets with him the next morning. It just had to be Oikawa Tooru didn’t it?

And then,, you both just couldn’t stop?

Sounds nasty doesn’t it. 

Sunday; 18:47

But there were rules that had to be set. You sat up in the bed, sheets wrapped around your naked body, it had been almost a month since this ordeal had started. 

“Tooru, we need to set boundaries.” you had said trying to sit him up to talk to him.

His eyes dazedly followed your. His hair sticking to his skin due to his sheer layer of sweat and his chest rising and falling, breathing heavily. The aftermath of the “exercise” you had taken part of. Of course, you too, were still looking the same as him. As he heard those words leave you lips and he comprehended them he sat up straight a little too quick, snapping out of his daze. “Wha- why- what do you mean?” his eyes frantically searched yours.

“I mean,” you moved to reach for your shirt but it was too far. Oikawa noticed your struggle and handed you his shirt that he had just been wearing. You took the royal blue t-shirt and slipped it on, dwarfed to its’ size. “We can keep doing this. But I don’t want you trying to act like we’re some couple in public. You’ve been too touchy when we’re in front of Iwa and the old team.” 

You recalled to the Saturday hangouts that the old Aoba Johsai team had, you being the old manager, also attended them often.

“What’s wrong with acting like we’re a couple?” he asked, his tone was flirty as he inched closer to you, his eyes still had a small amount of lust in them, giving butterflies to set free in your stomach. You swallowed, he was doing it again. 

Saying things like this.

“Because we’re not.” you answered almost sternly as if scolding him like a school teacher would. You looked anywhere but where his eyes were, you sensed them hungrily trying to fetch your eye contact. You swallowed again, trying to slow down your pulse at his suggestion.

He pouted, a few seconds of silence went by until he broke it again.

“What do you mean I’m too touchy? I’m the same. ” he pouted, he was starting to slowly come out of his bedroom mood and back to his usual self, the bratty pretty boy, if anything.

Of course he didn’t realize it.

“You’re sitting next to me at every chance you get and putting your hands all over my body, my waist mostly. That’s not what normal friends do Tooru. I noticed Hajime suspecting us. He kept trying to shoot you looks but you were too busy being a dumbass to notice.” you retorted.

“I- why didn’t you tell me then?” he asked, his eyes had gone wide at the thought of what you were saying, was he really suspecting you two? His heart skipped a beat and he didn’t really know why.

“because dammit Oikawa you were whispering shit in my ear!” you snapped, unconsciously throwing the nearest thing that you could reach, unfortunately being your bra, not helping in your side of the argument.

He caught it and looked you in the eye, a cloud of lust in his brown orbs as he remembered the lewd things he had been whispering into your ear near his old teammates. A smirk grew and tugged at the corner of his mouth, “yeah but I know you liked it kitten, I saw the way you squeezed your thighs together.”

Heat rushed into your cheeks, were you flustered or pissed off? You went with a bit of both as your mind clouded, getting the urge to just throw something at him again. “Goddammit Oikawa.” you snapped again, violently throwing the blanket off of you as you proceeded to stomp out of his bedroom reached for your keys.

You had to put space between him and yourself. He drove you crazy in all the ways possible. Being his friend and knowing him all these years you had been fine. It was always just friends, best friends even. And you kept your distance because you knew what kind of guy he was. The Great King Oikawa, who all the girls swoon over. Keeping yourself from getting a crush on him was dare you say top priority. His flirty nature would break you if you did. And you had other things to think about, you needed to focus on school. But now this friends with benefits thing started and suddenly you’re starting to get feelings for him? This couldn’t happen. 

He called out to you, still holding your bra, “what do you mean ‘Oikawa’? You always call me Tooru. At least call me Tooru, you’re walking around my apartment with nothing but my shirt and I’m holding your bra.” 

“Shut up!” you yelled reaching for your shoes.

“Where are you going? You’re literally wearing nothing under that, come back and put something else on please?” he asked standing at the doorway of his bedroom holding your clothes.

“No.” you said, and you slammed the door leaving a puzzled Oikawa to his own.

Maybe it was not the wisest choice to leave his apartment with nothing but his shirt on but you were fine since it covered you until past your midthigh. You thought if you did reach out for your clothes from his grasp it would’ve messed with your argument. This was you building a wall. And it was stupid.

You groaned as you realized how embarrassing that was. 

‘I’ll just stop this whole damn thing.’ you thought to yourself as you entered your car locking the door and putting on your seatbelt.

This was helping no one. You needed to stop yourself before it went too far. Maybe this was the too far. Who knew?

You pulled out of your parking space, doing a circle around it to be able to leave until you saw Oikawa lazily walk right in front of your car. 

What the hell is he doing?

You honked your horn loudly but he was unphased, a stupid grin on his face. He walked closer to your car and you noticed a red lacy something in his hand. Your eyes widened and you flushed with embarrassment at the sight of what he held. You rolled down your window and his stupid grin reminded you of your anger at him again.

“what do you want?” you asked harshly. 

Oikawa faked hurt and spread out the red lacy underwear that you had just been wearing. “You hurt me y/n.” he moaned sadly in a sarcastic tone. You rolled your eyes. “I thought i should at least bring this little thing back to you.”

Your eyes widened again as you noticed how many people there were in the parking lot now. Where the hell did they come from? You freaked out and your brain went static, “ Dammit ’Kawa don’t just strut that, this place is packed.” you spoke quickly, eyes wide in panic. An old couple noticed you two and what Oikawa had in his hands and threw a nasty look at you. Oikawa laughed, “I don’t think they approve.” he said. Dammit. His laugh is so damn pretty.

You noticed in your rearview mirror three cars behind you and anxiety grew in your stomach to the thought of having to keep them waiting.

“Just- Just- Ugh, I’m late, Just, ughhh I don’t want it okay? Keep it, put in your pocket, I have to go. Get away from my car I don’t want to run you over.” you half stuttered half yelled at him, mind clouded of judgement as you panicked.

Oikawa hummed, “mmm okay, but I’m returning it to you next time i see you.”

“Oh yeah, this Sunday we’re all gonna go meet up at the new café right? I already texted Iwa, Makki and Mattsun so you can’t get out of it.” he smiled.

A car honked behind you and you started getting more nervous at him holding you up.

“Wha- Whatever, fine. Just get away from the car, there’s people trying to pass Tooru.” You said, tiredly.

“okay, bye baby!” he said, waving it in the air. Anger rushed again, “PUT THAT DAMN THING IN YOUR POCKET AND DON’T CALL ME BABY.” you yelled at him. He hid the lacy fabric back in his pocket and threw back a teasing smile at you that pulled at your heartstrings.

Yeah, maybe this was the too far. 

And you were gonna have to relive the nightmare of being around him and all of the emotions he gave you again in 6 days.

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