#matsuoi

Just a personal opinion. I had so much fun drawing them!!!

What do you think? 😁🩵

@haikyuuaction prompt for @/monsweirdo on twt 🌧️

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 !!

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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

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.

I drew this for the Haikyuu Cosmic Rarepair Zine earlier this year! Finally able to share it 😌

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