#iwahana

[incorrectseijouquotes]

Hanamaki: what if cinderella was a baking slave instead of a cleaning slave and her name was mozzarella Iwaizumi: don't ever text me again

#chat #makki #iwa-chan #iwahana #source: some text message thing #makki texts iwa his stupid thoughts on a daily

[hanamayi]

cw: 🔞

happy IWAHANA day!! 🥳

#hanamayi #mayiart #haikyuu fanart #seijoh #hanamaki takahiro #iwaizumi hajime #iwahana #aoba johsai

[badtzbot]

seijoh 4 uni hc <3

thinking very hard abt seijoh 4 poly (bonus kudos for uni/roomates au) TT

"rambles about interests" oikawa and "listens with heart eyes" issei

literally all 4 of them overwork themselves lol. they have to remind each other to take care of themselves

issei puts milk first takahiro hates them for it

hiros fuckin lactose intolerant and he hates all the types of substitute milk, he’s not allowed to have an opinion on this >:/

iwaoi go out for morning runs and hiro (NOT a morning person) absolutely hates them for it

issei has ZERO sleep schedule. this dude has chronic insomnia/hypersomnia at the same fuckin time

roulette wheel sleep schedule ass mf

tooru and hiro have the worst fuckin fashion taste

its intentional in hiro’s case

HE BUYS THE MOST CLASHING COLOURS AND STUFF JUST BECAUSE HE WANTS TO LOOK TERRIBLE

mans actually has a good fashion taste but he refuses to follow it

iwa being late to a morning class by accident!!!

he pulls on a hoodie without looking to see who’s it is and rushes out the door

only when after he gets to class does he realise it’s isseis

it’s like. 3 sizes too big

but it’s way too cold to take it off so he’s just embarassed the whole time

when he gets home tooru and hiro have gone out to get lunch for them and only issei is home

they see hajime in his hoodie and just,,, HEART MELTS.

THESE TWO ARE SO FUCKING CUTE I CANT DO THIS

hajime just drowning in this navy blue oversized sweater all soft and blushy....

issei’s brain turns to MUSH

hiro and tooru get home after to see hajime and issei cuddling with hajime on issei’s lap and they nearly drop the food

they r the cutest

issei taking out tooru to go shopping

rich trust fund baby issei

hiros rlly good at baking and decent-ish at cooking, though he’s known to accidentally spill stuff a lot and never wash the stuff he cooked with after

tooru on dishwashing duty because he’s really bad at cooking

hajime is a decent cook and can make some basic desserts

ALWAYS washes his stuff after

issei is like. russian roulette cooking. you can either get a gordon ramsey michelin star 3-course meal or grey potato mush

they use like 3 pots max and cleans up after only if they feel like it

nonbinary mattsun and transmasc iwa/hiro give me life. also i fuckin love genderfluid tooru

so yeah all 4 of them are like. What Is Gender???????

they/them issei

he/they/xe tooru

he/they/pup iwa

he/him/fae hiro

god i love them. seijoh 4 my beloved

Bonus: Once hiro and tooru just started BLASTING Thomas the tank engine theme song at like 3 in the morning and they got so many noise complaints because of it. iwa sent one of the noise complaints

#i hope my followers know this is my biggest otp #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu headcanons #seijoh 4 headcanons #seijoh 4 #matsuhanaiwaoi #matsukawa issei #hanamaki takahiro #iwaizumi hajime #oikawa tooru #iwaoi #oiiwa #matsuhana #hanamatsu #matsuoi #matsuiwa #hanaoi #oihana #iwahana #hanaiwa

[aobajohsen]

Matsukawa: Oikawa, I'm sad.

Oikawa: *Holds out arms for a hug* It’s going to be okay.

Iwaizumi: Hanamaki, I'm sad.

Hanamaki, nodding: mood.

#aoba johsai #matsuhanaiwaoi #oimatsu #hanaiwa #iwahana #seijoh #incorrect haikyuu quotes #incorrect seijoh #anime #haikyuu

[thelittlebirdthattoldyou]

M-may I have MatsuHanaIwaOi with Stronger by The Score? :3c AUs (like, fantasy or urban fantasy or whatever) are welcome 👌

hi szeh, u absolutely may!! this song was 100% made for vampire!oikawa, let’s be real.

stronger - the score

pairing: hanamaki takahiro/iwaizumi hajime/matsukawa issei/oikawa tooru

content: angst and fluff and hurt/comfort, urban fantasy, temporary past character death

wc: 1176 (”500 word drabbles,” i said)

-

“Oikawa?” Iwaizumi asks, disbelieving. The man standing before him, hair matted with rainwater, is an impossibility. Wild animal attack, the police report had said. No wild animal that they could identify. Please give our condolences to the family.

“Hey, Iwa-chan,” Oikawa says. He tries to keep his voice light, but it’s strained. “Are Makki and Mattsun home?”

Iwaizumi nods dumbly, stumbling back as Oikawa pushes past him into the apartment they used to share. A lump forms in his throat. No one’s called him Iwa-chan in weeks. No one’s called Hanamaki and Matsukawa Makki and Mattsun in weeks, but the endearments trip off Oikawa’s tongue like honey.

“‘Zumi? Who is it?” Matsukawa asks, emerging from their bedroom, hair mussed and eyes hooded. Hanamaki is a step behind him, arms loped around Matsukawa’s broad shoulders. Any other time Iwaizumi would take a moment to appreciate the view, but right now, the only thing on his mind is -

“Oikawa?” Matsukawa’s eyes sharpen when they land on the newcomer. “What the fuck?”

Oikawa smiles, a little sad. “Hey,” he says. “I’m home.”

One heart-stopping pause, and then Hanamaki is the first to react. He straightens, any trace of softness gone, and pushes Matsukawa behind him protectively. “Hajime, get away from him,” he hisses. “He could be dangerous.”

Oikawa steps forward, hands held up in a placating gesture. “Makki, it’s me.”

“You’re not him,” Hanamaki says. “You can’t be.”

Matsukawa glances between Iwaizumi and Oikawa, uncertain. “They told us you were killed,” he says.

Oikawa faces Iwaizumi, frozen in place by the door. “Iwa-chan,” he says. His voice trembles. “You believe me, right?”

“I -” Iwaizumi hesitates. The man looks like Oikawa, but as he approaches, it becomes clear that a few of the details are… wrong. His eyes, once pure brown, are tinged with red around the pupils. His skin is… is it paler? And his fingernails have grown sharp, almost claw-like.

Oikawa notices his wariness and deflates. “I wouldn’t hurt you,” he says. He licks his chapped lips, and Iwaizumi swallows hard when he thinks he sees a hint of fang.

“You have to believe me,” Oikawa says to all three of them. “I - I didn’t know if you would want me to come back like this, but there was nowhere else for me to go, and… and I missed you.”

He sounds almost on the verge of tears, and Iwaizumi itches to take him into his arms despite his fear. He locks eyes with Matsukawa.

“I believe him,” Iwaizumi admits. Oikawa’s shoulders slump with the weight of his relief.

Matsukawa nods slowly. “I do, too,” he says. “I’m worried it might be wishful thinking, but…” He shrugs, huffing a humorless laugh.

Hanamaki stays on guard, but he lets Matsukawa lead him closer. Oikawa’s expression brightens with every step they take to him. He clenches his hands into fists as if to prevent himself from reaching out. “Mattsun,” he chokes. “Can I -”

“C’mere,” Matsukawa says. He opens his arms, and Oikawa falls into them with a muffled sob, burying his face in his shoulder. Hanamaki pats his back hesitantly, guiding them to the couch.

Iwaizumi watches. He aches to join them, but that can wait for later. For now, Oikawa looks like he could use a towel and a hot bath.

He grabs a towel from their master bathroom and fills the tub, testing the water to make sure it’s not too hot. Iwaizumi doesn’t even know if temperature affects Oikawa anymore, but it can’t hurt to be cautious.

When he returns to the living room, Oikawa is tucked in between Hanamaki and Matsukawa. He’s taken off his shoes, his lanky legs are curled to his chest, and he’s dripping water all over the couch. None of them mind.

“Here,” Iwaizumi says, bending down in front of him to pat his hair dry.

“Thanks,” Oikawa mumbles, leaning into Iwaizumi’s touch. Iwaizumi smiles at him, grabbing a nearby ottoman and pulling it over. Once he’s seated, he takes Oikawa’s hands and clasps them tight in his own. The sharp nails dig into his skin but not enough to draw blood.

Matsukawa has Oikawa cradled flush against his chest. There’s hair in his face, but it doesn’t seem to bother him. Hanamaki’s thighs are pressed against Oikawa’s, and he leans forward to kiss his forehead. It’s like all of them are jostling to soak up his presence, to touch the miraculous body that has returned to them.

Hanamaki clears his throat. “What happened?” he asks. “They said a wild animal got to you.”

“Not an animal,” Oikawa says. “I thought it was a hiker who got lost or something, so being the kind person I am, I got out of the car to help.” He flashes them a weak smile, and they all chuckle.

“But it - it was…” Oikawa grips onto Iwaizumi’s fingers until it’s almost painful. “It hurt like a bitch,” is all he says.

Iwaizumi grits his teeth. Some primal part of him revolts at the very idea of Oikawa being hurt; he wants nothing more than to hunt down whoever did this to him. He meets Hanamaki’s venomous glare and knows he feels the same.

Oikawa notices and laughs. “My knights in shining armor,” he says. Never mind that he’s a hundred times stronger than any of them now. He clears his throat. “I didn’t wake up for a few days, and when I did, I… I was so fucked up. I didn’t want to make that your problem.”

Iwaizumi lets out a strangled sound. “You selfish asshole,” he says. “Thinking you were dead was our fucking problem. Anything is better than that.”

“We’ve always got you, Tooru,” Matsukawa says, running his fingers through Oikawa’s tangled locks.

Oikawa melts into him with a happy sigh. Hanamaki is unusually silent, frowning down at his lap. Iwaizumi nudges him with his knee. “‘Hiro?”

“It’s just - we should have been there. We all knew how much you hated driving at night,” he tells Oikawa. A wan smile flickers over his lips. “You big baby.”

Oikawa pouts. “Yeah, and I was right. This wouldn’t have happened if it had been daytime.” Hanamaki huffs, and Oikawa continues, “Come on, Makki. You would have to be really dense to blame yourself. None of you could have known.”

“Tooru’s right,” Matsukawa says, smiling at Hanamaki over Oikawa’s shoulder. “There’s no point feeling guilty. We have other things to worry about.”

Like what they’re going to tell Oikawa’s parents. Like how three college students are going to hide a fully grown vampire in the middle of Tokyo. Like whether there are others like Oikawa out there.

Iwaizumi is already overwhelmed, but the important thing is that Oikawa is here. He’s home, and though his skin is colder, he slots back in their lives so easily, all soft kisses and warm looks and that sharp, teasing tongue.

“The bath’s getting cold,” Matsukawa reminds them, and Oikawa plasters himself to Hanamaki and demands to be carried to the bathroom, and Iwaizumi knows they’ll make it out all right.

#matsuhanaiwaoi #haikyuu!! #Iwaizumi Hajime #oikawa tooru #matsukawa issei #hanamaki takahiro #iwaoi #matsuhana #matsuoi #oihana #matsuiwa #iwahana #i?? don't know what the ship names are #iwaoimatsuhana #haikyuu #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu fic #haikyuu fanfic #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu ships #haikyuu character x character #technically character x character x character x character ig #haikyuu polyship #songfic request event #my writing

[mu-eta]

#haikyuu #haikyuu!! #hq #fan art #fanart #hanamaki takahiro #matsukawa issei #oikawa tooru #iwaizumi hajime #matsuhana #oihana #iwahana #huevember

[ninnieartsies]

THEY!! 

hanaiwa nation how we today?!

#hanaiwa #hanamaki takahiro #iwaizumi hajime #iwahana #they both in tokyo #they live together #i do not accept criticism #hanaiwa is now canon #ninniepost #haikyuu spoiler #hq spoiler #haikyuu 402 spoiler

[antiiva]

Are rare pairs accepted for the prompts? If so, Hanamakki/Iwaizumi & hüzün.

hüzün (turkish, n.) - a melancholy resulting from inadequacy or failure and weighing so heavily that it becomes communal, resigned, and even curiously poetic

***

At least to Hanamaki, it seems obvious that Iwaizumi Hajime is not a confident young man.

He has all the right reasons to be-- smart, talented, capable, caring-- but every now and again Hanamaki would catch the self-conscious little way his shoulders tense after a missed spike (not in the passionate way they did when faced with a tricky block, but when he keeps trying that cut shot and can’t get his shoulders to cooperate), or when there’s a passing comment about his height, his looks, his temper. Hanamaki watches, trying desperately to keep his concern veiled, but sometimes he... itches.

‘What would Iwaizumi do with an abundance of praise’, he wonders, as his eyes slowly drag over to Iwaizumi. Their ace is praised often, of course, but not quite in the way he has in mind. 

Hanamaki pops his water bottle out from between his lips. “Hey, Iwaizumi,” he calls, “is it heavy?”

From the other side of the net, Iwaizumi pauses, his brow furrowing in confusion. “Is what heavy?” 

“That empty skull?” Oikawa pipes up.

Matsukawa is quick to follow suit, albeit in a somewhat less harsh way. “Those massive biceps?”

“No,” Hanamaki says, and he makes sure Iwaizumi’s eyes are on him, “carrying the weight of this team on your back?”

There’s a deafening beat of silence as Iwaizumi’s cheeks flush bright red and Matsukawa, whose chuckle comes as a much-needed relief, fills that empty space. “That sounds about right,” he muses. “Oikawa does a decent job, I guess, but more of it is delegated to you than you realize.”

Oikawa gives a squawk. “Hey, now! Let’s make sure there’s no undermining of authority!”

“I’m not undermining anything.” Hanamaki looks back at Iwaizumi, who’s staring at him with rather wide eyes. “I just think our vice captain needs a bit of love, that’s all.”

***

“Hanamaki.”

At his name, he turns. Iwaizumi is standing a few paces behind him, gripping his bag tightly in one hand, the setting sun catching the glint of his sharp eyes. “Hm?”

“Why did you say that stuff earlier?”

“Because I think it’s true.” Hanamaki gives a very slight shrug, though now that they’re alone, his gut is tight with worry. “Do you want me to take it back?”

Iwaizumi clicks his teeth together. “No,” he admits rather rigidly, “just-- it kind of caught me off guard.”

On a telephone pole far above them, a crow lets out a guttural call. “Do you not think it’s true?” Hanamaki asks, taking a couple of steps closer. “That you’re an important part of this team?”

Something bizarre and rather indistinguishable takes over Iwaizumi’s features. “I think we’re all important.”

“Iwaizumi.”

“I don’t know,” comes Iwaizumi’s snappy response, and that strange expression gets washed away by annoyance. “Oikawa isn’t the only one who feels the looming threat of Karasuno, you know. I constantly give him shit for being too hard on himself, but-- I never want to be the reason that we lose this chance and I’m worried that I won’t hit the mark.”

Hanamaki knows that Iwaizumi isn’t one to shy away from blunt answers, but this feels... different. Iwaizumi’s looking at him like he just bore something personal, something volatile, and is standing rigid as he waits for a response. “That answer annoys me,” Hanamaki says, “seeing as you are consistently better than me.”

“You do realize that arm wrestling isn’t the sole indicator of merit, right? You’re a regular too, good game sense and connection with the underclassmen--”

“Could you do me a favor and for once acknowledge your own worth?”

That one, the worth, stops Iwaizumi in his tracks. Regret spills out from Hanamaki’s lungs and he takes a few short steps, closing the distance between them and grabbing Iwaizumi’s shoulders. “I admire you.”

“That’s dumb, Hanamaki. We’re kids.”

“I still admire you. I still think you are worth every accolade that is awarded to you, and all the doting looks from our underclassmen, and I’ve still kinda got a thing for you after all this time.” Whoops. “Alright? This doesn’t define your worth.”

Iwaizumi just looks at him for a second, seemingly at a loss of what to say, until he straightens his spine a bit and frowns. “You’ve got a thing for me?”

A harsh sigh falls from Hanamaki’s lips, though it’s closer to relief than embarrassment. His hands drop back down to his sides. “Well, yeah. I had it pretty bad our first year.”

“Oh.” Hanamaki puts some space between them as Iwaizumi takes a deep breath, the words having apparently shaken a bit of the fog from his mind. “That’s... cool.”

“‘Cool’?”

“Yeah.” Iwaizumi gives him a sidelong glance. “You sort of helped me figure out my, er... preferences.”

That pulls Hanamaki’s attention. “Oh?” he says, picking up his pace as Iwaizumi starts down the street, “in what way?”

“I realized that not every guy I could see myself attracted to is a total dickwipe.”

“Ah.” Hanamaki smiles a little. “Are you in love with Oikawa?”

“Yes. But I would rather die than admit it to his face.” Iwaizumi takes a second to ponder. “And I’m not sure in what... way I love him.”

“I think I get that. You two just sorta complete each other, no?”

“Unfortunately.” They reach the fork in the road where Hanamaki splits off to catch the bus and they both come to a halt, Iwaizumi quietly clearing his throat. “Uh... thanks, Takahiro. Didn’t know there was wisdom beneath all that cynicism and snark.”

Hanamaki’s smile grows into a grin. “I’m an endless fountain of undeniable truths,” he says, then reaches out to playfully tousle Iwaizumi’s thick hair. “I’ll butter you up any time you need, don’t worry.”

***

“Oh, so get this.”

“Mmh? Wow, really?”

“I haven’t actually said it yet, Matsukawa.”

“Oh, right. Go ahead.”

“So I kind of... accidentally came out to Iwaizumi earlier. After practice.”

“I thought you had already come out to him?”

“Ah-- no, I did, I meant that I confessed. Sort of.”

“‘Sort of’?”

“I said that I kind of have a thing for him.”

“I see. Is that true?”

“I mean, yeah. Basically.”

“And he didn’t flip out?”

“No?”

“So what’s the problem?”

“I dunno. I guess there isn’t one.”

***

The adrenaline that had flooded into him after leaving that gymnasium has all drained away, Hanamaki’s mind now stuffy with disheartened expressions and shaking shoulders. Karasuno winning had been a possibility, of course, but in practice it just felt... unfair.

When he slumps down into his seat on the bus he almost immediately shuts his eyes, feeling the weight of Matsukawa sinking down next to him.

“You okay, ‘Hiro?”

“Yeah.”

***

“Where are you going for university, again?”

Hanamaki watches as Iwaizumi idly spins a volleyball over his knuckles, a slightly distant look in his eyes. “Irvine. California.”

“Wow, America, that’s... real far.”

“Yeah.”

“You wouldn’t want to go somewhere closer?”

“I mean, I got in on a good scholarship. Since it’s an option I want to take it.”

“Right.”

Iwaizumi looks over at him. “What about you?”

“Uh... not sure yet.”

“Are you gonna stay with Matsukawa?”

“I don’t know. You gonna join the volleyball team over there?”

Iwaizumi seems to cringe just a little at that, but he takes a deep breath and nods. “I think so. If I can make the cut.”

“You will.”

“Just wanna be realistic, is all.”

***

“So are you gonna tell him?”

“Tell him what, Matsukawa? I already confessed, but he didn’t do anything.”

“Iwaizumi isn’t really one for heartfelt confessions, you know. You might have to be the one to say something.”

“Ugh. There’s no real point, anyway. He’s moving to another country at the end of the summer.”

“True, but you could at least enjoy yourself before that point.”

“... I really don’t know if he likes me in that way. Why would he have waited to say something?”

“Maybe he’s nervous.”

“I don’t know. I don’t think I can do it.”

“What? Seriously, Hanamaki?”

“I don’t want to ruin the last bit of time we have together because of my stupid crush.”

“So you really won’t tell him?”

“I don’t... I don’t think so, no. I’ll sit on it.”

“On your feelings for him?”

“Yeah. Just sink into this pit I’ve created for myself and sort of... float. I don’t think I’m good enough for him anyway.”

“Don’t say that. That’s exactly the sort of thing you criticize him for saying.”

“Yeah, yeah. Sorry.”

“Are you gonna be okay?”

“Of course. It’s not the end of the world, it just...”

“Sucks?”

“Yeah.”

***

[send me a word & a pairing!]

#WOW this one is a bit long!! sorry it took a while anon i hope u like! #my writing #hanaiwa #iwahana #iwaizumi hajime #hanamaki takahiro #hanamaki x iwaizumi #hq #haikyuu #haikyuu fanfiction

[beauxxxtifullies]

but, but consider. both iwa and makki are in tokyo!! òvó)9 (roommates, husbands, yesyesyes)

omg....OMG!!! YesYesYes! And all this time I was thinking Makki’s in between jobs bc he’s moving back to Miyagi to be with Mattsun when actually...

MAKKI JUST MOVED TO TOKYO TO BE WITH HAJIME! He’s in between jobs bc obviously he’s trying to support his boyfriend through the Olympics. And then on the final day HAJIME PROPOSES TO HIM IN FRONT OF THE OLYMPIC FLAME!!!

IwaHana high school sweethearts. IwaHana roommates. IwaHana husbands. IwaHana SOULMATES.

(ノ^o^)ノ

#hq 402 #haikyuu spoilers #manga spoilers #haikyuu!! #iwahana #iwaizumi hajime #hanamaki takahiro #the whole national team has the hots for iwaizumi and he’s totally oblivious #he spends his days thinking abt Hiro & his bangs #iwaizumi hajime-luckiest man in the world #asks

[hqrarepairexchange]

Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: Haikyuu!! Relationships: Kindaichi Yuutarou/Kunimi Akira, Hanamaki Takahiro/Iwaizumi Hajime Characters: Kindaichi Yuutarou, Kunimi Akira, Creampuff - Character, Iwaizumi Hajime, Hanamaki Takahiro,  Additional Tags: Fluff, Doggowalker!Kindaichi, friends to boyfriends, written for haikyuurarepairexchange2020, talking about feelings, Getting Together Language: English Words: 4564 Chapters: 1/1 Collections: Haikyuu Rarepair Exchange 2020 Notes: For @pilonu. I am so excited to finally post this!

I always wanted to write something kinkun related, and here I am! Although I admit this is the second idea, because the first was too angsty, so I went with this instead. And I had to involve one of my rareships too... even if only as a bachground pair :)

Here you go, dear Leo, enjoy your gift! And everyone else too - have fun reading it!!

#haikyuu #kinkuni #iwahana #kindaichi yuutarou #kunimi akira #iwaizumi hajime #hanamaki takahiro

[incorrectseijouquotes]

Hanamaki: The Easter bunny is jesus christ's fursona Iwaizumi: its too early for this

#chat #makki #iwa-chan #iwahana #source: some text thing idk #do u think makki said this to iwa first thing at practice

[hanamayi]

🌸: Hajime, I want cuddles!

🦔: Later, Hiro! It's too hot!

#hanamayi #mayiart #haikyuu fanart #seijoh #aoba johsai #iwahana #iwaizumi hajime #hanamaki takahiro

[anime-mood]

.hanamaki takahiro.

#hanamaki takahiro #makki #makki haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu #haikyū!! #character moodboard #haikyuu moodboard #hq!! #hq!!edit #hq!! anime #matsuhana #iwaoimatsuhana #hanamaki #takahiro #aoba johsai #seijo #oihana #iwahana #seijoh #matsuhanaiwaoi #request

[hq-rarepairs-for-days]

Makki and Iwaizumi please?

#haikyuu #haikyuu!! #hanamaki takahiro #iwaizumi hajime #iwahana #hanaiwa

[hanavmaki]

!!!! the mastuhanaiwaoi multi-chap continues to brew in my head,,,, even though i’m on holiday in japan now (＞人＜;) might not have time to write it until two weeks later, so until then i’ll be screamin’

#ki.txt #hold on to me #matsuhana #matsuhanaiwaoi #iwaoi #matsuoi #iwahana

[edwardsarchive]

Chapter 7 of Us and Them now posted

Summary: Iwaizumi is in love with his best friend, but he doesn't think he loves him back.

Iwaizumi soon discovers that he has a friend with the same issue, so they find comfort in each other to get over what they believe to be unrequited love, only to cause more complications down the road. 

Pairings: oikawa/iwaizumi and hanamaki/iwaizumi

#iwaoi #haikyuu!! #hq #iwahana #Oikawa tooru #iwaizumi hajime #hanamaki takahiro #matsukawa issei