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5 times Oikawa bit his tongue + 1 time he didn't.
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04 Mar 2025
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In which Oikawa is a demon whose job is contracting humans for their souls, and his next victim is Iwaizumi. Somehow, what is supposed to be a quick case turns into a two year long affair – and then some.
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chasing after midnight (show me the way to your heart) by DailyMelody
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
27 Jan 2022
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Oikawa grins then. All charm, all dangerous, and a little wicked. Predatory. It ignites something within Iwaizumi—fuels the fire that had been a small ember before. Heat prickles beneath his skin; floods his veins.
“Take a shot with me,” Oikawa suggests.“You buyin’?” Iwaizumi asks.
“If you’re nice to me, I’ll buy you anything.”
Now it’s Iwaizumi’s turn to grin. “I think I can do that, Oikawa.”
(or: iwaizumi and oikawa meet at a club on a friday night).
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04 Feb 2022
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“Potholes.” He began with an expectantly excited tone, “They are BAD!”
“Astute observation.”
“I don’t like ‘em.”
“Don’t think anyone does.”
“But the goddamn government… They won’t fill the potholes.”
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30 Jan 2022
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He wishes he could simply enjoy this visit with his best friend for what it is but it’s so painful at times like this, where nothing and everything has changed.
And then Tooru huffs a quiet laugh, gaze unbearably fond as he leans across the table with an outstretched hand. He tucks his fingers beneath Hajime’s chin to tilt his head towards the light, thumb swiping with agonizing slowness across the edge of his bottom lip. In the next second Tooru’s sitting back, thumb against his lips as he licks away the excess sauce. His eyes are half-lidded, soft in the low light of their quiet booth, that breathy quality back in his voice as he teases affectionately, “So messy, Iwa-chan.”
Something in his gut clenches at that look, that tone. (Does he know how he sounds? He must, right? Even Tooru can’t be that oblivious, can he?) Heat blazes up through his chest until he knows his face and neck are positively saturated in a telling red. Thankfully the dim lights disguise most of his flush, and he can probably blame the alcohol for the rest, so he thinks he’s in the clear as he only slightly fumbles through his escape, using the excuse of needing the bathroom. Tooru says nothing, only smiles as he retreats.
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28 Jan 2022