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giustoart · 8 months
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Rating Oikawa’s ships I found on the internet.
Just a personal opinion. I had so much fun drawing them!!!
What do you think? 😁🩵
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orankiro · 2 years
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cuddlykawa!
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starbeyy · 1 year
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☆starbey's fanfiction guide☆
hi! so i'm not new to tumblr but i wanna start using it again.
i've compiled a list of all the fics i've written and organized them in hyperspecific yet realistic scenarios in which they're best to read.
!! please watch for tws and tags !!
I need to be happy in the next five minutes or else
toujours comme ça Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi [Comfort, Chronic Pain] G | 2,842 words
here comes your man Kuroo Tetsurou/Tsukishima Kei [Coffee Shop, First Kiss] T | 5,827 words
i guess we'll wait Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi [Camping, Proper Wound Care] T | 6,380 words
I've got an evening set aside for fanfiction, maybe a few
red carnation: plucked Sakusa Kiyoomi/Miya Atsumu [Wedding, Missed Opportunities] G | 9,806 words
time and a half Amajiki Tamaki/Mirio Togata [Comfort, Post-Overhaul Arc] G | 10,513 words
tobio in the bathroom Kageyama Tobio/Hinata Shoyo [Timeskip, Half-Drunken Confessions] M | 10,225
I'm looking for something a little longer and more emotionally involved
us at the end of the world Kageyama Tobio/Tsukishima Kei [Depression, Falling in Love] T | 13,027 words
take the phone off the hook (disappear for a while) Sakusa Kiyoomi/Miya Atsumu [Lawyer AU, Reconciling their Pasts] T | 14,780 words
I'm on a weekend vacation with my family and I need mental escape
i owe you/i love you Matsukawa Issei/Oikawa Tooru [Fake Dating, Holiday Spirit] T | 23,882 words
who wants to live forever? Eddie Munson/Steve Harrington [Nightmares, Falling in Love] E | 28,570 words
I'm spending the weekend at home and I want to cry a little (or a lot)
the spirit of the resolution Miya Osamu/Suna Rintarou [Speech and Debate AU] T | 69,856 words
the grass is blue Sakusa Kiyoomi/Miya Atsumu [Farm Boy Atsumu, City Boy Kiyoomi] T | 87,518 words
frankenstein's monster Sakusa Kiyoomi/Miya Atsumu [Obsessive Compulsive Disorder] T | 83,629 words
I want the next week of my life to be consumed by this story. I want the characters to haunt me and the tragedies to gut me like a fish. I want to feel empty when it's over.
Night Shift Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi [Slow Burn, Addiction] M | 152,988 words
Only The Good Die Young Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou [Punk Band AU, Religious Trauma] T | 155,260 words
carpe noctem Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou [Dark Academia AU, Main Character Death] M | 158,363 words
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lemontsumu · 1 year
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(This is an AU where Kiyoomi and Issei are brothers)
Kiyoomi fondly watches Atsumu playing with his niece, making silly faces to make her laugh and indulging her silly tricks, light pheromones dancing in the air around them in delight.
“Mama! Puppy, puppy!” she squeals, stuffing her fox plushie under Atsumu’s sweater.
“Yer really excited to become a big sister, aren’tcha, Akari-chan?”
Akari nuzzles her cheeks against Atsumu’s faux baby bump, promptly wincing in distaste when she picks up on the alphan scent—Kiyoomi’s scent—drenching Atsumu’s clothes. “Stinky!” her face contorts with genuine disgust, her tiny nose wriggling adorably still.
“Haha! Uncle Omi reeks, doesn’t he?” Atsumu playfully coos, releasing his pheromones. He hoists Akari in his arms and perches her on his lap, the little girl immediately seizing him in a big, warm hug and burying her nose in Atsumu’s l scent glands, giggly breaths tickling his neck.
From the other end of the couch, Kiyoomi rolls his eyes and scoffs, arms folded over his chest, helplessly endeared but foolishly jealous of Atsumu’s special bond with his brother’s daughter.
“So possessive, Kiyo-chan~” Tooru teases in a singsong, emerging from the kitchen with a whole tray of baked muffins, fresh out of the oven. “They’re just having fun. Don’t get mad at my babies,” he adds, knowing fully well Kiyoomi absolutely hates it when he uses the pet name for his omega.
Kiyoomi lets out a disgruntled groan.
Behind Tooru, Issei chuckles and wraps his arms around his mate, rubbing soothing circles on Tooru’s round, bulging belly. Tooru twists his neck and gives his alpha a kiss on the lips, short and sweet.
“Mommy and Daddy are flirtin’!” Akari gasps as she hides her face in her hands, mindlessly mimicking Atsumu’s accent in excitement.
“Of course we are, darling!” Tooru huffs, utterly shameless. “How do you think did mommy get pregnmrph-!”
“Not flirting, sweetie. Love love!” Issei shoves a muffin into Tooru’s mouth to shut him up.
Akari peeks between her knobby fingers, then she lunges into Atsumu’s arms and tackles him in an embrace. “Love love!”
Atsumu snuggles into the small bundle of joy, holding her tight.
Kiyoomi sighs, defeated yet uncontrollably fond.
When honey eyes meet his own, they share a wordless understanding through fervent gazes, heavy and sultry and /aching/ for each other. Longing for something they’ve always had close, but not quite their own.
They’ve been ready for a while now, so it’s no surprise they’ve reached a tipping point.
Kiyoomi’s inner alpha howls in anticipation.
A silent promise is conveyed in mellowed scents, which doesn’t go unnoticed by the other pair of fated mates in the room. Issei and Tooru turn their heads with matching mischievous looks, snickering, catching the shift in Kiyoomi’s temper.
But Kiyoomi could care less, for his mind is set on one thing alone: whisking Atsumu away and taking him home.
For tonight, Kiyoomi is a man on a mission.
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telathion · 1 year
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I drew this for the Haikyuu Cosmic Rarepair Zine earlier this year! Finally able to share it 😌
I have a really soft spot for MatsuOi 💕
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forusomimiya · 1 year
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Pls help me cause I'm confused 🥴 I want to write a (ship) x reader fic but idk which one to choose 🤧
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ao3feed-iwaoi · 1 year
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Superman
Read this masterpiece on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Y5umxt6
by Spac3ali3n
One random morning, Oikawa wakes up and sees two people wearing funny costumes running around Tokyo, making a mess of things. The media describes them, as Vertigo, the hero, and The Ace, a horrific villain. But.. no one in the entire world has seen real life crime fighters. That was for comic books! Where did these two come from? Oikawa just wants his normal life, but somehow gets roped into all of this madness. How will things be set right again?
Or,
Superhero/villain au.
Words: 1281, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Oikawa Tooru, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Iwaizumi Hajime, Matsukawa Issei, Hanamaki Takahiro
Relationships: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Oikawa Tooru/Ushijima Wakatoshi
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Superheroes/Superpowers, villain!Iwaizumi, Hero!ushijima, citizen!oikawa, Love Triangles, matsuoi friendship, endgame iwaoi
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Y5umxt6
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badtzbot · 3 years
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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
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finnthebunneh · 3 years
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confidence is sexy
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orankiro · 2 years
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keep forgetting i have a tumblr but anyway agents au!!
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shiratoriseijohs · 2 years
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matsuoi | in between | g
post-timeskip. excerpt from a wip of matsukawa visiting oikawa in argentina // 260 words
it’s when oikawa is on his back staring at the ceiling that he realises how pathetic this feeling of homesickness is. he was the one who wanted to be better, it was his useless pride that brought him here because there was no space for him to grow back at home.
he has not thought of home for the longest time but why now when he’s too far in to turn back?
he doesn’t even realise that his breathing has picked up until he feels matsukawa’s palm slowly moving up and down his arm.
matsukawa is on his side, staring at oikawa as if he was a puzzle and the pieces just didn’t quite fit. he had always been good at puzzles. even with the most difficult ones, he takes apart and rearranges each piece patiently until the puzzle is no more.
“it’s okay to miss home,” matsukawa eventually says. “but don’t regret chasing your dreams.”
oikawa stares back at the neutrality in matsukawa’s face, the way the corner of his lips droop into his signature pout but his onyx eyes are always clear and bright even in the dark.
out of his three closest friends, he’s glad that matsukawa’s the one who responded to his needy signal of distress by flying all the way here from miyagi. hanamaki can’t do pep talks even if his life depended on it and anything iwaizumi would have said would just make him drop everything and leave for japan on the first flight out.
matsukawa however, unrelenting yet gentle like a winter day in miyagi, reminds oikawa that the world is constantly moving and won’t wait up for anyone. but that doesn’t mean that he has to keep running until his soles wear out. sometimes he’s allowed to indulge in the stillness of in-betweens too.
tonight, oikawa lets himself indulge in the closest piece of home he’ll ever get to in a long while – in between the warmth of matsukawa issei’s arms.
tomorrow when he wakes up, he’ll get ready to chase his dreams again.
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moshikiii · 4 years
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Catboy Seijoh + Catnipkawa!! ✨🌿🐱
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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)
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“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.
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Oikawa: im gonna start a band specifically to start a romance within it that then ruins the band
Matsukawa: Why
Oikawa: feel like im hot enough to pull it off
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hyoupelegri · 4 years
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MatsuOi fanfic Sin
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- Matsukawa Issei x Oikawa Tooru Priest
- Cover Art fanfic Sin Colored.
- Lineart on Twitter.
- Link Fanfic AO3:
https://t.co/4s805WNcEm
- Link Fanfic Spirit:
https://t.co/lSaHzuDaAX
- Posted by Twitter HyouPelegri 05/08/2020
https://twitter.com/HyouPelegri/status/1297108073706921984?s=19
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Oikawa: You actually make a good argument.
Matsukawa: I do some of my best work when I bullshit.
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