#oikawa my beloved

[lovingvolleyboys]

"I'n tired, Iwa-chan," Tooru says, hoisting their right leg in the air; it's the position that causes the least pain, and for a moment the tension on their knee feels less tight.

"Mm, me too," Hajime replies, but he's hardly listening. He's lying on his stomach, Oikawa's left leg draped over his back, reading something on his phone.

"That's... not what I mean."

There's a whine in their voice, so slight that anyone else would never have noticed it. There's a drip of something more than tiredness, more than exhaustion, more than fatigue - behind sassy smirks and outstretched tongues lies a pant of pain, a creak of tendons, agony so old it's almost homely.

Iwaizumi's heart sinks; he knows what Tooru means, in some shallow way, in the way someone who'd never felt it could know. He knows that Tooru, his beautiful boyfriend, his best friend, his starlight, is more than tired - they're empty, all drive gone, all but an eggshell away from complete collapse. Iwaizumi knows that Tooru needs rest the way G-d did, Tooru needs a sabbath, as if they'd created this glittering world themself.

"Tooru," he murmurs, and it's more gentle then he'd allow anyone else to see him. "I get it. You're... so tired of feeling like this, of just putting up with it and pretending it's all okay."

Tooru knows their Iwa-chan can never really understand, but they're touched that he puts it into such delicate, truthful words.

"Yeah," they respond, and it's all they can breathe out. This conversation is nothing new; there is no new ground to be uncovered by discussing it.

"Hey."

Tooru looks up at him, the spark they foster behind their eyes burning down into glowing embers.

"...I know it won't fix it, but... do you want to watch Alien?" There's a tenderness in his tone reserved only for Tooru. Strong, powerful, unbreakable Tooru.

Tooru crawls into his outstretched arms, careful not to jostle their knee. Soon they're in Hajime's arms, where they've always belonged, positioning their leg on the headboard of the bed just to cope with the pain.

"Thank you," they whisper, but Hajime doesn't want gratitude - all he wants, all he's ever wanted, is to make Tooru feel almost better. He reaches for their hair, playing with strands, weaving through carefully sculpted layers and tangling fluffy locks. Tooru always feels so relaxed like this; even if the pain won't stop won't stop won't stop at least Hajime is here, never taxing them, never wearing them down.

He knows Tooru so intimately, as if he wove Tooru's tapestry himself, and he knows that caressing dimples and listening to information he's heard a thousand times about a film he knows like the back of his hand will always comfort Tooru. Oikawa sinks into Iwa-chan's warm bath, the therapy G-d designed just for them, and his heartbeat is steady against Tooru's ear. Their peace is enveloping Tooru's pain, insulating it, keeping it from pulsing through waves of serenity. Their peace cannot heal Oikawa's torn flesh and petulant scarring, but it can comfort a soul in need of soothing.

Tired of feeling like this, putting up with it, pretending it's all okay - Oikawa is all of it, but alongside that, Oikawa is resting in the manger of their boyfriend's arms, and they know a new dawn will rise. Oikawa knows, as Iwa-chan's calloused hands trace flowers on their cheeks, that the sun still shines when they close their eyes.

[iizuumi]

Hi :)

I came here to say that the way you draw Oikawa makes me so very happy! It’s so good n accurate that it physically pains me n makes me wanna cry (in a good way)

I hope you’re having a great day :)

Hiii!! asdjagsjf thank you so much omg that means a lot to me ;; He is my favourite character so drawing him well is really all I want to achieve!! SO HAPPY YOU LIKE HOW I DRAW HIM!!! You have a great day as well!!

[thetruemek]

Made my favorite cake for my birthday on Saturday... sleep tight in the freezer my little prince, I shall devour you in due time

[queenelleee]

I saw this on twitter and I can’t help but save it. My god! I wanna put him in my pocket. 

Lookie lookie here @onigiri-mia​ @oikawas-milk-bread​ @lunaevangeline​ our baby is so smol.

[thelastfunctioningbraincell]

Bromans ......its the time in life where i can't make decisions

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Choose a pfp for me plejjj

[undergoldskiess]

this've got to be one of my favorit panels

[ollyrewind]

golden hour in LA

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

finished s4 of haikyuu >:33

[transparentimascg]

[sashimiyas]

oikawa has the demeanor of a pretty boy but emanates the energy of a chihuahua

[lovingvolleyboys]

remember folks, july is still pride month. worthless pride month. it's oikawa's birthday

[iizuumi]

them!

[odetodissapointment]

oikawa’s got this boyish charm to him that makes my heart swell. shows off during practice, winks at you as he serves— all bright smiles and rushing adrenaline. gives you a lopsided grin before carrying you over his shoulder and rushing to the ocean— tells you he’s “sorry angel” with the prettiest smile when ur annoyed ‘cause the water’s too cold (you forgive him unfortunately)

[queenelleee]

Whoever drew this man deserves a fucking raise. Damn 🥲 I don't know what to say 😭🫠

Calling this man pretty would be an understatement

[thelastfunctioningbraincell]

OMG PFP!!!!

Hehe yasss

Oikawa would be the flashiest bitch during Pride tho

Any phobe can get hit in the face with oikawa's killer serve

[theheightofdishonor]

Moment of appreciation for the animation team in how they depicted this scene and Oikawa Tooru's beautiful eyes in the anime