#oikawa is a simp

[bnnywngs]

Oikawa remembers everything from beginning to end, as if it was a movie with the highest definition inside his own brain and he was the lonely viewer.

When they first met, they were both 15.

The first time Oikawa met Koushi, he didn't know who he was - it was his anonymous post on a very popular, at that time, online forum for volleyball players. Koushi used the forum to rant and vent, letting out his thoughts and feelings for anyone interested enough to read, like a diary or something.

Oikawa couldn't judge, he did the same.

It was one particularly emotional and depressive post that their first interaction happened. Koushi had lightly sprained his ankle after too much training and was out of volleyball practice for at least two weeks. Oikawa was a veteran in injuring himself for practicing too much, just ask Iwa-chan.

After that, they started to talk more, at first through comments in each other's posts, then through dms, and lastly, through their personal social media accounts. Oikawa struggled with his feelings for a while until he found the guts to ask for Koushi's phone number.

Their talks were long and deep, exchanging personal struggles and painful feelings they rather not show to anyone. Little by little, day by day, they got closer and Oikawa was going mad, his heart overflowing with affection.

"Can we meet?" was the message he sent after losing to Ushiwaka yet again - first time in high school.

"Sure!" Koushi's answer was quick, without showing doubts or apprehension.

The place they decided to meet for the first time was a popular boba place near the station, without saying where they lived or where they went for school.

Oikawa fell even more in love with Koushi when he saw the other boy up close. Those beautiful round eyes with a beauty mark, that silky hair and innocent expression, they made his heart skip one or two beats before going overdrive.

"Wow, you're so pretty!" Koushi said and his voice was as beautiful as his everything.

Blushing faintly, Oikawa scratched his nape "You're also reaaally pretty."

"Hehe." Koushi chuckled and Oikawa could swear he saw the boy sparkle.

And suddenly, their meetup ended up being a date of sorts, with both flirting in a subtle way with each other.

Though, they never touched the subject of volleyball and school.

By the fourth pseudo date, Oikawa found the courage to ask about it.

"Isn't it better to let fate decide if it wants us to know where we study?" Koushi said with a beam that pierced right through Oikawa's heart.

"But why~?" he whined "What if I want to pick you up during Valentine's Day with a heart shaped chocolate?"

Koushi, for the first time, blushed, his pale cheeks gaining a pinkish hue that made him look even more pretty. Unfairly pretty. Oikawa was so in love he wanted to scream or bash his head against the concrete floor.

"Oh." Koushi said, embarrassed "I mean... I want that. Definitely. But." he chewed on his lower lip, looking for words "Wouldn't it be funny if we went to interhigh and we look at the other side, to the school we're playing against, and saw each other?"

"...Maybe?" Oikawa wasn't convinced "But why wait?"

"Tooru, please~" Koushi huffed, exasperated "Imagine the surprise! The dread! The panic! The gay panic! It looks straight out off a shoujo manga, right?! Right?!"

Oikawa laughed "You're so weird, what the hell." then sighed "Fine. You win. Let's do your way."

"Not my way, fate's way!" Koushi looked so proud of himself.

Not resisting anymore, Oikawa bowed down and kissed those pretty lips.

They were both 15 when they met online, and 16 when they started dating.

A year later, they found themselves across a net.

[nothatsmi]

Haikyuu screenshots redraw doodle dump (part 3)

Back when I was watching HQ i took 1365 a worrying amount of screenshots, which happens to be incredible for redrawing stuff.

This is so fun to do I swear.

Here's part 1 and part 2.

[iwaoiness]

oikawa has always been a pretty and handsome boy. since he was little, his charm created a wave of adoration, especially among adults, pulling them into his orbit before they even realized it. and when puberty hit him, when he surpassed 1.80m, when his muscles became chiseled, when he learned to tame his hair and his smile, the one revolving around him was the entire world.

except iwaizumi.

iwaizumi, whose life is so intertwined with oikawa's, who’s seen him vomiting noodles through his nose, who’s spent hours sitting by the bathroom door with his gameboy and an extra pack of toilet paper during toorus gastroenteritis, who’s witnessed his utterly unmanageable bedhead for an entire day, who’s endured his silliest tantrums and indulged his most random whims like camping in the backyard to hunt for stars.

hajime, somehow, has grown immune to his charm. except for one moment each day when his immunity completely crumbles, when his eyes refuse to look away from oikawa.

it's the sunset. there’s something about the sunset light that makes tooru ethereal. the soft orange glow kisses his face, bringing out the faint freckles on the bridge of his nose, painting his skin in gold, and casting the shadows of his long lashes across the curve of his cheeks.

and the way he scrunches his nose slightly at the light because it bothers him, the gentle crease between his brows, and his eyes, his damn eyes. hajime could write a whole doctoral thesis about those fucking eyes.

big, almond-shaped. a doorway to a soul hajime has visited countless times. he doesn’t like calling them brown, because they’re so much more than that. they’re the color of earth, of redwood bark, of creamy chocolate, of desert dunes, of sweet honey.

and when the angle of the sunset hits them just right, bark gains definition, dunes glow, honey drapes over the chocolate, earth damp. his eyes turn almost translucent, fragile under his half-lowered lids, and they’re the reason hajime stops paying attention to whatever tooru is saying.

honestly, tooru really shouldn’t talk to him when he looks like that if he actually wants hajime to listen. he shouldn’t be so pretty, so ethereal, so sweet, so unreal, so sublime, when the sun kisses him. actually, the sun shouldn’t kiss tooru at all, it’s not fucking fair.

which is why hajime interrupts tooru rambling by grabbing him by the collar and pulling him in for a kiss.

sunkissed? nope, thank you. tooru deserves being iwa-kissed. now that is fair.

...

i just thought about how tooru looked under the sun and how iwa would definitely simpe like crazy

u can find me on my ao3, my bluesky and this is my carrd 🍉

[fightxxmexxshiggy]

Since you’re offering👀 Which haikyuu character(s) do you think are low key pervs?

DAICHI! HES A DAMN PERV AND SPENDS AT LEAST 2 HOURS OF HIS DOWN TIME INDULGING IN HIS KINKS THAT HE CAN DO ALONE.

Oikawa I don't need to give detail but I will he has a scent fetish. The man will hold your shirt to his nose and jerk himself dry thinking about you.

[daisy-room]

Chat I have a request-

Inarizaki manager reader and Kita starts questioning them like “You don’t like the twins right?” And reader just goes “No…I don’t like anyone on this team.” Because they like Oikawa like they go to Miyagi for like breaks and that’s how they know him

Chat please I’m starving 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

(If you do this please tag me in it 😭😭😭😭😭🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻)

[revasserium]

"i love you," he says it first, "i love you," he says it accidentally, "i love you," he says it like a secret, "i love you," like a promise, "i love you," like heartbreak, "i love you," like a dull ache, the kind that sinks into the pit of your stomach and stays there.

"i love you," he says, like he means it, and he prays to every god he's ever heard of in heaven that when you say it back, you mean it just as hard as he does.

sugawara, oikawa, kita, suna, kageyama, daichi, bokuto

[sakura-kissyy]

i enter a state of half crying (because i miss them) and half laughing (because im so happy to see them) whenever i see haikyuu art on my dash

[box-of-roses]

When the panel of Oikawa finding volleyball fun again gets animated I’m so sorry for the person who sees the movie with me. I will be full on sobbing because that panel always makes me cry </3

[italoniponic]

everybody here waiting on things for Tokito, Mitsuri, Genya, Nezuko, etc and all but I'm just brewing my coffee for some respectable Haganezuka scenes

[satorugojoswiife]

I miss when haikyuu was my hyper fixation

[astridthevalkyrie]

i wanna try watching haikyuu again but the cast is so boys and no girls that it’s hard 😔

[monairrthith]

never thought I would be so fucking obsessed with an anime/manga about volleyball but here we fucking are 😭

Don’t ask me who’s my favorite because I’m a simp for all of them. (But if I had to pick, I’m currently down bad for Atsumu. This can change very quickly because I was in love with Oikawa and Ushijima just a couple months ago🫣)

[iwaoiness]

There's something mesmerizing about the way Oikawa looks during each round of kissing. His hair, scattered across the pillow and disheveled because of Hajime's inability to keep his hands to himself. His eyes narrow into crescent moons, the brown crystallises and sweetens. His cheeks flush a red as vivid as apples—perhaps the reason why Iwaizumi ends up gently biting them. His lips swell with subtlety, their pinkness highlighted by the sheen of shared saliva. Oh, and how they curl into that smile. Drunk with so much kissing and so much love, and insatiable, always wanting more, always tempting for more.

And Hajime gives in to the temptation.

He kisses Tooru again, drinking him in, swallowing every moan and tasting his own name. His lips move, mold. There's a nibble somewhere, a soft tug that accompanies a genuine, sweet laugh. Then their tongues meet again, dancing a memorised dance to the slightest movement. Hajime's wandering hand returns to cradle Tooru's utterly smitten face, his fingers sinking into his hair, just behind his ear, his thumb gently caressing the edge of his jaw.

This is how he wants to be, all day, all his life. With Tooru and only Tooru.

...

u can find me on my ao3 🌻 🍉

[desired-deity]

Hi!

Yahooooooo! God I love Oikawa- I-I MEAN UHM- Yahoo! I need your help, I.need.REQUESTS! Thanks! ❤️

~ Love, ZZ!

[daisy-room]

Chat I wasn’t lying when I said he’s my favorite- I literally turn Haikyuu on in the background and literally cannot keep my eyes off the screen when Seijoh comes on 🫣🫣🫣

[revasserium]

hq headcanons with gyaru s/o?? PLS IM BEGGING tysm!!!!

ギャル! 超かわいいー (gyaru! chou kawaii ー !)

ft oikawa; suga; bokuto; hinata; tsukki

oikawa:

obsessed! asks u to send pics of ur new manicure designs, knows ur manicurist by first name, sends her his love every time u go

chides you not to spend too long tanning cause the uv isn't great for your skin but loves how u look; tells u that it makes your eyes stand out and your hair look nice and has mastered the art of taking selfies from that #45degreetopdown angle

has a pic of u as his phone bk bc this man is whipped and he's not afraid to admit it; will buy you trinkets and hair clips and earrings or send u pics of cute ones sees

always holds ur hand in public and brags about u to his friends u__u

sugawara:

kisses you with your flavored lipgloss bc he is an agent of chaos and he likes the way he can mess you up a little; he's secretly not so secretly super happy that u have a whole string of phone charms that are just presents from him -- tiny volleyballs, bejeweled cupcakes, random little animals, a giant fluffball just cause it's soft

helps u pick out circle lenses cause he thinks they're so so pretty and can't stop staring at your eyes whenever u wear a new pair

honestly kinda fell for u the first time he saw you cause of the way you tied up ur school uniform shirt and he caught a glimpse of your bellybutton ring and thought it was like... the hottest thing ever but;;;; we don't have to talk about that

tells u every day how beautiful you are, just bc u__u

bokuto:

honestly doesn't rly get it but boi if he aint supportive! and he cares so much; will sit and listen intently to u when ur talking about all the different clothing brands u like or ponder out loud how ur so good with ur hands cause if he had nails like urs he'd break them immediately

would let u paint his nails in glitter tho

will tell u just to go outside w/out sunscreen if u wanna tan more (like him!!!) but after u tell him about uv and sun protection now he actively slathers sunscreen on himself before going outside and preaches it to all his friends and teammates ("akaashi! did u kno it causes premature aging of the skin!??!! wait -- what do u mean everyone knows that?!")

loves your weekend outfits so much u__u honestly he's shooketh at your eye for style, thinks you should become a fashion designer, a model, actively advertises to the world that you already are one basically; swells!!! with pride when someone on the street asks to take a pic of your outfit -- "see?!?!? told u u should be a model!!! ur pics belong in magazines!!!"

hinata:

is just so so awestruck at all the sparkly/pretty things; and you're the sparkliest, prettiest of all so i mean -- that tracks!

gets just as excited as you do about new clothing lines and is super eager to spend entire weekends walking through various shops, carrying all your stuff, praising the way you look in every single outfit u try on

the blushiest!!! if u dress him up too so you guys match! holds your hand so tightly and can't stop grinning to himself so that at the end of the day his cheeks hurt but that's okay bc he got to spend the whole weekend w/ you and he wants to do it again all the time!

loves ur long nails bc it feels nice when you trail it along his arms, down his back; it makes him feel loopy and sleepy and shivery and all sorts of good, and on top of that -- they're just gorgeous to look at arent they? everything about u is gorgeous and he's so, so glad to have u

tsukki:

will never admit it outloud that he actually likes it; pretends it's just another level to all the "girly things" that normal girls like -- so u like more of it -- so what

but BOI if he doesn't feel his chest get all tight when you get all dressed up for your dates, when your lashes are perfectly mascaraed to set off those gorgeous new circle lenses u bought the other day that he totally, totally isn't into cause that color is just so pretty against your skin --

constantly tells u that ur nails are kind of a hassle and he doesn't understand how u get anything done with them but will wait for u outside ur salon with ur bags and grab u icecream and sigh and begrudgingly admit that the nail art is cute this time...

is secretly super fucking into the fact that u have a pic of the both of u has ur phone background and it makes him happy every single time ur phone goes off and the screen lights up; and yeah, the fact that you have a volleyball phone charm that you told him reminds you of him makes him rly, rly happy too u__u