#top oikawa

[fellina018]

Oikage

Tobio's expression when he is driven to the brink of madness from overstimulation is Oikawa's favorite. His vulnerable and helpless stage makes him want to bully him more and more.

He would edge him till he fainted then stimulate his prostate with the toys or maybe his dick? till he wakes up and forces him to have multiple orgasms…

He would make him scream out of his lungs till his eyes rolled back to his head, his body limp and unconscious from the overwhelming pleasure again and again…

[peachonified]

Day 2 of Duck's Birthday Fics!

Indulging in my love of possessive tops with unsuspecting and oblivious bottoms.

I love Oikawa/Bokuto as a ship, so here I am self indulgently writing it.

I also love omegaverse, and decided to play around with beta Bo - cos betas deserve some love too <3

[plagalkey]

day 2 & 3: musicians & university

tobio is not listening at all

[rinablet]

sailor captains (and tuxedo suga!)

based on an AU by my friend jared and i (link to the fic in the replies!)

[kings-highway]

someone write a 'top ten anime villains of all time" fic that focuses on the anime protagonist of your choice (im thinking something classic or well known like Luffy or Naruto or Midoriya) that has to climb the tower and defeat all the villains to save the world or something dumb and dramatic but when they finally get to the top all exhausted and bloodied they just find Oikawa lounging in an empty throne room bouncing a goddamn volleyball off the wall and they're like "wait who tf are you," and after a short conversation the hero realizes that Oikawa is 1) not magical or containing any kind of power; and 2) 18 years old. But the hero KNOWS that the task was "defeat all the villains to save the world" but... if they use their super special power theyve been saving for who they thought was going to be the scariest and most intense fight of their life theyre just going to one hit kill this fucking teen. Like they're not concerned about losing the fight but theyre heroes they have a moral code of some kind right like... this guy is just a guy??? do i have to kill him??? does that make me a bad person??? why is he here??? surely it would be wrong for me to just straight murder this guy??? and they keep trying to argue with him and be like "you MUST have some kind of super power, right? like something to make this a fair fight, come on, lets battle properly" and Oikawa shrugs it off "nah I didn't even make it to nationals, I'm far from superpowered" and the hero is just tearing their hair out like "WHAT DOES THAT MEAN???"

[yasuosexual]

another self-indulgent post (maybe??) cus i’m rewatching haikyuu with the bestie c:

tooru oikawa as a boyfriend

oikawa knows that the ladies being all over him bothers you. the way it makes the hairs on your neck stand up, the way you possessively grab onto his arm, how you start to feel shy in their presence…

doesn’t matter to him though. “ladies, ladies,” he calls, placing his hand on top of yours that is tightened around his bicep, “you know i have such a lovely girlfriend, please,” with his free arm he waves them off. this oikawa is nothing like the oikawa you once knew.

oikawa couldn’t take his eyes off of you from the second he first saw you. he loved how you walked with such elegance, your hair flowing gracefully through the breeze of the other student passerby’s. he admired you in class, always turning your homework in on time and being there for those who needed help.

but most of all, he loved your smile. it was infectious, and he couldn’t deny it. oikawa had the power to have any girl he wanted, and he chose you.

oikawa was absolutely enamored by the way you caused him to smile. it didn’t matter if it was because you meant it or not— any little thing you did made a grin creep it’s way onto his lips. when he confessed his love to you, he was shocked when you rejected him. he was tooru oikawa?! how could any girl say no to him.

and so he tried and tried again. oikawa worked his magic until you found yourself at his mercy, head over heels in love. staring into his longing brown gaze, feeling the way his hand snaked around the small of your back, pulling you into a passionate kiss. you couldn’t say no, and you wouldn’t.

“looks like you finally fell for me,” he smiled, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear, “i knew this would happen. i love you,”

celly

[touchlikethesun]

kuroo's an asshole and gets people riled up on purpose for funsies, but he's also genuinely a very caring guy and tries his best to help and encourage people.

tsukki's an asshole, and if he doesn't like you he will laugh as you run off a cliff. if he does like you, he'll laugh at you for being thick, but he'll stop you before you can truly hurt yourself. (bonus secret soft side can be unlocked, but watch out)

oikawa is an asshole, but only because he's keeping up an act to protect himself - and to make others laugh. when the act drops, he's shockingly serious and sincere no trace of assholerey to be found.

kags isn't an asshole at all, he's just incredibly straightforward, and people constantly mistake his bluntness as him being a dick on purpose.

most people get fooled by suga's outward appearance and think he's a nice guy just so sweet, but that's just because they aren't paying attention. make no mistake his asshole streak runs dangerously strong.

[thecrow-09]

Haikyuu Halloween

[hauntedbythenarrative]

Haikyuu + textpost pt. 3

[peachonified]

OiBoku, NSFW, post timeskip

Post timeskip Oikawa would enjoy manhandling Bokuto. Bo is big and strong and can take every Oikawa wants to give - and it's a lot.

It's the night of the Olympic final and Oikawa isn't a petty man, but he has a lot of feelings about the game that occurred and a lot of feelings about the man beneath him.

He starts out cocky, so sure of who's in charge, but it's not long before he understands that Oikawa is the one in charge, and it's going to go his way.

Oikawa isn't satisifed until Bokuto is so fucked out he can't even remember his own name.

The next morning, smugness oozes from Oikawa's every pore, even as his cum drips from Bokuto's ass. He leads Bokuto towards the dining room, the hand at his waist is as possessive as the marks that adorn the wing spikers whole body.

It was only meant to be a night of fun.

One night for Oikawa play the game he really wanted to play.

But the way Bokuto moaned, the way he looked underneath Oikawa, as he was spread wide by Oikawa's thick cock? God! Oikawa's hand tightens against Bokuto's waist, leaving yet more marks.

His marks.

Oikawa isn't sure he wants to give that up.

[3l91]

i was very busy today but i still have time to think about iwaizumi painting oikawa's nails while oikawa yaps and iwa nods or goes tch or shut up or no i was thinking the same thing

it's something that started when oikawa wanted to start taking good care of his nails and led to him begging iwaizumi to paint his nails for him while they watch a movie please please please it'll only be this once and he's horrible at painting with his non dominant hand it'd just be easier if iwachan did both of them!!

and ofc iwa gives in and at first he's horrible at it and oikawa isn't afraid to tell him that while saying he should have just done it himself but he asks iwa to do it again next time anyway and iwaizumi obliges every time and soon he's good enough at it that it doesn't take them the entire 90mins of movie runtime for him to finish painting and he doesn't realize until oikawa points it out that iwaizumi has been holding his hand for awhile now even though his nails are dry to which iwa quickly swipes his hands away and is like why didn't you say anything earlier!! 💢💢💢

and oikawa offers to paint iwaizumi's nails for him at some point and iwa says no and oikawa says why not and iwa says because you'll mess them up on purpose kusoikawa and oikawa says you just don't want me to hold your hand!! coward!! and iwa says i think you've inhaled too much nail polish you're delusional

even though that's the exact reason why iwa has been saying yes to painting oikawa's nails and the reason oikawa keeps asking him to do it and he just wanted to return the favor okay 🙄🙄🙄 too bad iwachan is so 🙄🙄 untrusting 🙄🙄 and shy 🙄 he'll get him one day...

[maybe-a-dinosaur]

uhhhh matsuhana uuuhhhh they put song lyrics up on the tv and analyze while they listen they don’t actually care they just wanna bicker about celebrities and hanamaki’s parasocial relationship with carly rae jepsen that he denies. they put on a whole album get distracted after 5 songs instead they make out or order food or hate(?) watch the kardashians. they write nonsensical genius lyrics annotations and make bets on how long until they get taken down they also do this on imdb they have a joint account (issei has a separate one he wanted to be a film bro in another life but falls asleep 20 minutes into Every movie and also doesn’t want to dedicate that much energy he just reads reviews for movies he hasn’t seen and talks about them like he’s seen them)(hiro does this too but doesn’t read synopses or anything he just lies) and their most watched movie is shrek 2. anyway they make inane theories about relationships and conspiracies in songs like think crazy taylor swift fans that’s them but they’re not invested they’re just bored and laying on top of eachother on the couch.

[voidcat]

Having your s/o lie down on you, just collapse their entire body weight against you>>>

Like yes babe please be my fake pretend weighted blanket until one of us struggles to breathe or gets agitated thanks:3

[ma4chestier]

there's a difference between being the shadow to a star and being a walking second place your entire life and i think about that a lot

[biasomnia]

I’ve been reading the Haikyuu manga and I decided that I’d do some redraws as a I go, and here are some that turned out nicely! Hinata’s hair is slowly getting curlier(wavier?fluffier? whatever it is it’s easier than straight hair) and I like it a lot, looks like those old timey drawings of the sun. I need to do a full Inuoka drawing for me and his 5 other fans.

[thatwasntverycashmoneyofme]

{ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 — 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝖻𝗈𝖻𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌!𝖺𝗎 𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝖼𝗎𝗓 𝖻𝗈𝖻 𝗂𝗆𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗎𝗌𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽, 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗄𝗂𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗄𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗈, 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿, 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗎𝗇 𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾. }

“hello my youngest what can I do for you this pleasant morning?” you kept your eyes on your phone knowing the footsteps of your three children by heart, your husband grumbles turning over pulling the sheet up over his head.

the slapping of your six year old’s feet against the tile floor as she ran to jump into your lap, being the only thing you hear before it happens. you laugh with your daughter as your phone falls on the bed.

“haytari! you see your daddy tryna sleep.” she laughs teasingly. “i think he should wake up, no amount of sleep would fix that mug.” you burst out laughter as your husband shoots up. “i only look like this caus’a you brats.”

your middle child, eight year old mylo announces his presence, walking into your now wide open bedroom sitting at the edge of your huge bed. “if that’s what you need to tell yourself dad i support you!” kyotani growls out a “lo…” as his son pokes at his feet under the covers.

your eldest, ten year old kyara walks in skittishly, sitting at your feet. “what are we talking about in here guys?” your youngest speaks up. “dad’s ugly face.” you exclaim a ‘heihei!’ stifling your giggles as you husbands eyebrows twitch, a chastising “brat…” leaving his lips.

“it’s okay dad i still think you’re pretty.” kentaro sighs, fingers massaging his forehead, already tired from the day as he responds to kyara. “thanks key.” she smiles as if she’d accomplished something. “you’re welcome dad.” you laugh at the whole interaction, fixing hei’s bonnet.

“alright kids stop messing with your father, now what do y’all want?” hei wraps her arms around your neck, kissing your cheek as she creepily strokes your bonnet. “nothing but your love mother.” you hum unconvinced as you looked into her gleaming eyes then behind her to your other children, finding them staring back.

“yea right! what really you little gremlins?” mylo shouts no longer able to hide his excitement. “when’s our uncle coming mom!?” kentaro scoffs as you answer looking at your phone. “y’all are lucky I was just on the phone with him. he’ll be here in four hours— five if he doesn’t like his outfit probably, just enough time for y’all to get ready. I gotta do y’all hair, so go shower and brush your teeth; you all have dragon breath.”

they all jump out of your bed, rushing to their rooms. “finally damn disrespectful brats.” your husband says leaning over to kiss you. you stop him with a finger to his lips, his eyebrows furrowing as he ‘hmmps’ questioningly. “that goes for you too ken. you can kiss me all you want after.” he nods pulling away from your finger, jumping out the bed to the bathroom.

your family is sat in the living room after eating a full breakfast, watching a movie as you sit on the couch to do the kids hair, setting a pillow down on the floor, starting with mylo who’s the most willing because he likes getting his hair played with by you.

“why don’t one of you girls go to daddy to get this done quicker?” you ask parting your sons hair. your oldest fidgets, keeping her eyes on the movie. “umm no thanks mom.” you were about ask why before your youngest spoke up, her little figure lying on the couch in a relaxed manner.

“no offense mom but dad doesn’t know what he’s doing and he’s had ten years to practice. remember when he tried to do kyara’s hair last week? she looked like no one loved her, no offense kiki.” kyara glanced at her little sister before looking back at the large tv, replying. “oh um none taken i guess.”

your jaw dropped as mylo raised his hand. “i want a no offense too!” your little one complies. “no offense lo.” “none taken!” he grins making you smile at the little interaction before looking at your husband with a teasing look. he shook his head at whatever idea was going through yours, a stressed look on his face.

“heihei, why didn’t you say no offense to your dad?” the brown haired girl declares with assertion, looking to you then her father. “because i wanted him to be offended mommy.” you cackle, slapping your hand against your knee, panting to catch your breath as your husband slinks into the couch, throwing his head back. “i am sick of all of you. none of you are good people.”

after finishing their hair in different styles of braids, the doorbell rings and your husband goes to answer it. he snarls when toru pushes past him to the living room, closing the door and standing by it as he watches you all run up to toru, hugging him screaming his name.

“y/n!! my pups!!” he screams back, your husband scoffs and you roll your eyes, knowing he was going to try to bully the lanky, well dressed male. “when are you getting your own family? an’ where you taking my kids?” toru does the gesture of waving him off, a dashing smile on his face.

“why have a family when i can rent one? it’s more fun being the rich uncle anyways; i’m taking the pups shopping then to the amusement park, they should be good and tired when I bring ‘em back.” you smile thanking toru for the next few hours of quiet that he’s bringing you, he says no problem kissing your cheek as he rushes the kids out of your house, dodging the powerful smack kentaro was finna land on him.

you’re now in your bed lounging with your husband who tsks. “still don’t like that oikawa is their uncle.” you giggle raking your hand up and down his chest. “well maybe you shouldn’t have fallen for and gotten married to his best friend.“ he grumbles as you kiss at his jaw to distract him adding “at least iwa is their uncle too.”

he ‘hmmps’ leaning into your affection “that’s the only upside.” it makes you giggle, your upper half laying on his. “now tell me why you wanted those brats again?” you laugh, hitting him on the chest. “i’m not the one with the breeding kink ken~ or did you forget?” he smirks, flipping you over so he’s on top. “you’re right i did, why don’t you help me remember.” you squeal laughing as he covers you both with the blanket.

𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅