Iwaizumi Hajime/Hanamaki Takahiro/Matsukawa Issei/Oikawa Tooru, Haikyuu! tags: sexual references, mentions of dragonfucking, tentacle porn and oviposition 467 words, brain farts SASO AU part 2 (this goes out to everyone on SASO TL, you know who you are)
Oikawa thunks his head onto his laptop’s keyboard.
“380 words!” He groans. “I just need another 20 words to make this fill legit!”
“Then, get on with those 20 words,” Iwaizumi simply points out, matter-of-fact as usual. He peers over Oikawa’s shoulder and cringes once he (somewhat) makes sense of what the other boy has been furiously typing out over the last thirty minutes. “Is this some kind of magical AU again?”
“No, Iwa-chan!” Oikawa facepalms. “Well, actually yes, it is a magical AU, but not just any magical AU, this one has—“
“Dragonfucking?’ Hanamaki pipes up from Oikawa’s bed, casually flicking through his collection of shoujo manga while cuddling one of Oikawa’s prized posessions: a Moogle plushie. It looks decidedly squashed in his arms. “Tentacle porn?”
And where ever Hanamaki snarks, Matsukawa is never far behind. “Eggs? Magical vibrating eggs?”
Oikawa closes his eyes with the air of a man resigned to a fate that constantly repeats his dark history. “That was one time, Mattsun, just one time. Let me live it down.”
“Or, you could just abandon any sort of dignity and throw in oviposition as well. It’s always good to have some variety in your daily egg content, no?”
Iwaizumi immediately makes to leave the room but Oikawa hangs onto him by the waist, refusing be abandoned in the wake of the terrors that are their two other boyfriends. “No, you don’t, you can’t just leave me to these wolves!”
“Rawr,” Hanamaki punctuates helpfully. He even raises a hand in a paw-like gesture.
“That’s a very inspiring impersonation of a dinosaur, not a wolf,” Matsukawa corrects, and goes on to let out a baleful howl that sends Iwaizumi and Oikawa clapping their hands over their ears. “There we go.”
The vein on Iwaizumi’s forehead becomes all the more prominent, and he hisses towards Oikawa, “Look, just finish your magical AU thing ASAP so we can get out of here, and go somewhere safe!”
“But today’s the last day for this bonus round! I don’t wanna waste time outside when I can just post more fills!” Oikawa shoots back, indignation written all over his face. He grits his teeth. “I need to push my team forward as much as I can!”
“This is just a bloody fandom thing, why are you so—“
“Whoa, whoa, chill,” Hanamaki says as he rolls off Oikawa’s bed and pulls them into a group hug. “Make peace, not war.”
“Unless it’s a word war.” Matsukawa grins and joins in, purposely squeezing them all so hard until Iwaizumi whacks him continuously on the arm, desperately insisting to be released for oxygen.
Oikawa despairs, “You’re both terrible! Now, let me go!”
Hanamaki and Matsukawa share matching smirks.
“Write a werewolf AU based on us and maybe we’ll think about it.”
FILL: TEAM IWAIZUMI HAJIME/OIKAWA TOORU, T
tags: sexual references, mentions of dragonfucking, tentacle porn and oviposition
467 words, brain farts SASO AU part 2 (this goes out to everyone on SASO TL, you know who you are)
Oikawa thunks his head onto his laptop’s keyboard.
“380 words!” He groans. “I just need another 20 words to make this fill legit!”
“Then, get on with those 20 words,” Iwaizumi simply points out, matter-of-fact as usual. He peers over Oikawa’s shoulder and cringes once he (somewhat) makes sense of what the other boy has been furiously typing out over the last thirty minutes. “Is this some kind of magical AU again?”
“No, Iwa-chan!” Oikawa facepalms. “Well, actually yes, it is a magical AU, but not just any magical AU, this one has—“
“Dragonfucking?’ Hanamaki pipes up from Oikawa’s bed, casually flicking through his collection of shoujo manga while cuddling one of Oikawa’s prized posessions: a Moogle plushie. It looks decidedly squashed in his arms. “Tentacle porn?”
And where ever Hanamaki snarks, Matsukawa is never far behind. “Eggs? Magical vibrating eggs?”
Oikawa closes his eyes with the air of a man resigned to a fate that constantly repeats his dark history. “That was one time, Mattsun, just one time. Let me live it down.”
“Or, you could just abandon any sort of dignity and throw in oviposition as well. It’s always good to have some variety in your daily egg content, no?”
Iwaizumi immediately makes to leave the room but Oikawa hangs onto him by the waist, refusing be abandoned in the wake of the terrors that are their two other boyfriends. “No, you don’t, you can’t just leave me to these wolves!”
“Rawr,” Hanamaki punctuates helpfully. He even raises a hand in a paw-like gesture.
“That’s a very inspiring impersonation of a dinosaur, not a wolf,” Matsukawa corrects, and goes on to let out a baleful howl that sends Iwaizumi and Oikawa clapping their hands over their ears. “There we go.”
The vein on Iwaizumi’s forehead becomes all the more prominent, and he hisses towards Oikawa, “Look, just finish your magical AU thing ASAP so we can get out of here, and go somewhere safe!”
“But today’s the last day for this bonus round! I don’t wanna waste time outside when I can just post more fills!” Oikawa shoots back, indignation written all over his face. He grits his teeth. “I need to push my team forward as much as I can!”
“This is just a bloody fandom thing, why are you so—“
“Whoa, whoa, chill,” Hanamaki says as he rolls off Oikawa’s bed and pulls them into a group hug. “Make peace, not war.”
“Unless it’s a word war.” Matsukawa grins and joins in, purposely squeezing them all so hard until Iwaizumi whacks him continuously on the arm, desperately insisting to be released for oxygen.
Oikawa despairs, “You’re both terrible! Now, let me go!”
Hanamaki and Matsukawa share matching smirks.
“Write a werewolf AU based on us and maybe we’ll think about it.”