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@seijoh4week
Are you guys doing another week? Because I’m like, totally late. That’s if this is still open. ;w;
Hhhh I mean, if enough people wanted to, then I could, in theory, make another week happen. But enough people would have to show interest.
Will there be Seijoh4Week in July this time too? :)
Uh, at the moment, I’m not 100% sure! If people want another week, I’d gladly set it up, but for now I can’t say for certain if there will be another week.
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Seijoh 4 Week Day 5: Soulmates
Thumbs stroked the insides of their wrists. Tooru smiled against Issei’s pulse. “I love you so much, Issei.”
“I love you too,” they breathed.
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Seijoh4week prompt writings
Ok these are really bad but gimme a break I wrote one at 12 p.m. and another at 7 a.m.
Aquarium Date:
“Like you two weren’t off making out with each other,” Iwaizumi retorted. At this, miraculously, Matsukawa and Hanamaki turned pink, though only slightly. With a huff, Iwaizumi linked his hands with Oikawa’s (they had come apart sometimes, neither had noticed) and turned around, gently pulling Oikawa through the tunnel and away from the fish, closely followed by Hanaki and Matsukawa as they bickered with Oikawa.
“Oi! Kawa,” Hanamaki shouted from the entrance. Matsukawa sniggered from besides him as Oikawa squawked in protest.
“Don’t just tack my name onto a greeting!” Oikawa whined as Iwaizumi rolled his eyes. “Iwa-chan! Don’t just stand there, you have to defend me!” Matsukawa mimicked Oikawa’s high-pitched moaning of “Iwa-chan”, as Hanamaki smirked and Iwaizumi hid a smile behind his hand. Oikawa screeched in outrage in the exact tone Matsukawa had used, and they all burst into laughter.
“C’mon, we’re not gonna be able to get tickets if we just hang out here forever.” At Iwaizumi’s comment, the rest scrambled to get inside the huge marble building. All three of them voted for Oikawa to buy the tickets and/or attempt to get a discount by wooing the clerk, who was a short, shy looking girl. As planned, when Oikawa started flirting with her, a wink here and a half-smile there, she immediately blushed and stuttered, resulting in four tickets for half the price (honestly, they all kind of felt bad for getting in cheap, but a free ticket was a free ticket).
They easily got through the short line and stepped inside, with a cry from Oikawa “To the exhibits!”. Soon after, the four separated into two groups, as Hanamaki and Matsukawa wanted to go see the sharks, earning another remark from Oikawa - “Of course Iwa-chan wants to go with me, Makki!” - and Iwaizumi groaning - “Don’t leave me with just him.” Still, the strawberry-blonde pulled Matsukawa towards the shark exhibit and Oikawa hooked his arm through a grumbling Iwaizumi’s and dragged him off to see “the pretty fish, Iwa-chan! And the coral! Honestly, who would want to see plain old sharks?” “I like sharks, Kusoikawa.”
The two wandered after getting lost (“Dammit Oikawa, you suck at this.” “You’re not much better Iwa-chan! Or else we wouldn’t have gotten lost.” “Shut up.”). For some time, they could hear Matsukawa and Hanamaki yelling at each other about memes and whatnot, probably something they’ve seen on instagram or tumblr. Soon though, their voices faded, leaving only Oikawa’s complaints hanging in the air. It seemed not many people ventured this deep into the aquarium - or maybe it was just early.
“Mattsun and Makki are honestly so uncivilised, yelling in a place like thi- oh,” breathed Oikawa, the chatter having finally stopped. Iwaizumi looked around, noticing they were in a cavern of glass, surrounded by water and fish on every side except for the dark tunnel they came through in. Multicolour fish swam around the glass walls in swarms, passively floating through the calm water. Oikawa’s eyes reflected the bright blue, gold, red, and oranges that shined on the fish scales. In Iwaizumi’s opinion, Oikawa’s eyes were much prettier than the fish, but he didn’t need to know that - he would get a big head if he did. Instinctively, their hands found each other’s, fingers locking in place. After a moment of silence, Oikawa returned to his talkative self, fluffy hair bobbing as he jumped up and down.
“Woah! Isn’t that fish so pretty?” Oikawa gushed, pointing at a bright coloured fish with frilly fins. It was, Iwaizumi thought. Not missing a beat, he quietly murmured, “Yeah, just like you.”
“Haaah?! You can’t just say that, Iwa-chan!” Oikawa’s stage-whisper echoed off the glass and reverberated in the small cave. He buried his flushed face in his hands, falling silent after that outburst. Iwaizumi pried his fingers away from his face, smirking. Oikawa looked up at him (a miracle he didn’t comment on it, Iwaizumi thought as he thankfully noted the slight slouch that allowed him to be just slightly taller), eyes shining and glossy.
“Wait- are you crying?” Iwaizumi asked in astonishment. He had expected something like, “I know I’m pretty, but if only you were half as good-looking, Iwa-chan,” or “That’s so unfair that you always get to compliment me, no, I’m not blushing!” or something along those lines Instead, the eyes that seemed to hold galaxies were filling up with tears as Oikawa looked up at Iwaizumi.
“Yes! God Iwa-chan, you’re always so nice, and pretty, and perfect…” Oikawa sniffed. “I just… I don’t know, it’s not fair!” Oikawa mumbled, pouting, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. Iwaizumi laughed.
“Tooru, what did I do to deserve you?” Iwaizumi leaned over and pressed a soft kiss on his lips, silencing a shriek that was sure to surface after what he just said. When Iwaizumi leaned back, Oikawa let out a small croak.
“No fair! You can’t just call me by my given name before I do, Ha-Hajime!” Oikawa’s whole face was red, while Iwaizumi’s ears were tinged a slight pink.
“Yeaaaah! Get some, Iwaizumi!” came a delighted shout and a wolf whistle, signalling the other two showing up. Oikawa somehow turned redder, while Iwaizumi, once again, rolled his eyes in exasperation.
Different kisses shared among them:
There were eight; eight kisses shared among them that they all remembered from the countless nights they had laid snuggling, or times they cried in defeat, or another.
One:
When Iwaizumi, for the first time as a six-year old, had fallen from a tree and scraped his forehead, Oikawa had planted a tender kiss there, saying how his sister would do that for him when he got hurt, to help it heal faster.
Two:
When Oikawa’s parakeet died, he had cried for days, until Iwaizumi bumped his nose against his own, explaining that it was an Eskimo kiss. They laid in bed that night, staring at the glow-in-the-dark stars plastered all over Oikawa’s bedroom wall.
Three:
In their first year in Kitagawa, at night in a training camp, Iwaizumi had been dared to kiss Oikawa. Both of them blushing, Iwaizumi had quickly pecked him on the cheek and furiously dared the other to do something - Oikawa didn’t remember, as he had buried his face in his pillow and stayed there until the third years came to tell them to shower.
Four:
The first time Hanamaki had kissed Matsukawa was on his ears, which promptly turned as red as they could go. There was endless teasing from Oikawa and Iwaizumi after that.
Five:
Oikawa’s knees had given out, and he had fallen to the ground in pain, ball bouncing uselessly on the floor. Iwaizumi, despite the urge to yell about pushing himself too much, had lifted Oikawa up and placed him on the bench, examining the injured knee. He gently placed a kiss there, as tears fell from a one silent Oikawa.
Six:
At a third year training camp at Seijoh, Hanamaki and Oikawa had started fooling around, which ended with the third years kissing all of Oikawa’s ticklish spots (a.k.a. His tummy), which also ended with Mizoguchi coming in to lecture them about being responsible and mature.
Seven:
Iwaizumi had taken Oikawa’s hands, commenting on how they were perfect for setting. Long and lean fingers. Delicate, but strong. They were the ones that set the ball to him, or served with the precision to break down the other team’s receives. He brushed his lips against every knuckle, his calloused palms.
Eight:
The first time their lips touched, it had been after the match with Karasuno; the final one. The one they lost. On the bus ride home, everyone had been silent, and most asleep after the tiring game. Even Kyoutani had been muted. When they got back, Oikawa had insisted to stay and practice a bit more, and for some reason, the Coach had agreed. The third years had stayed behind, silent except for the grunts and panting as they jumped and jumped. Soon, all four were lying on the ground in defeat. Oikawa leaned towards to Iwaizumi, and suddenly they were kissing, tears mingling between their lips pressed together. Tiredly, Matsukawa and Hanamaki reached over, and they were leaning against each other on the gym floor, hot and sweaty and crying.
Lemme be honest this is the first time I’ve written a Haikyuu!! fanfic that doesn’t have as much angst in it
Also sorry it’s so late, I had a lot of problems with my computer and was super busy. Here’s the art part of this week
After a few days of technical difficulties (you have no idea, my computer kept shutting down and overheating, my phone and ipads kept insisting on updating) and auditions and concerts, here’s my share of artwork for the seijoh4week. I drew a ton of Iwaoi, but my writing has a bit of Matsuhana in it so well
Sorry it’s so late! Go check out my writing pieces (they kinda suck tho, but whatever, I was busy)
Thank You ~!
It’s the official end of seijoh4week! We want to thank you all for participating, and for supplying such amazing content for these amazing four!
Though the week is over, we will continue to check our submissions and the #seijoh4week tag for the next week! Thank you so much again for joining us this week, and we hope you had as much fun as us!
Seijoh 4 Week Day 7
Prompt: comfort // childhood
Warnings: Mentioned violence, emetophobia
External link: AO3
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Eternal Gardens 7
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Day 1: stormy weather/long distance
Day 2: note passing
Day 3: aquarium date
Day 4: anniversary
Day 5: moving in together
Day 6: different kisses shared among them
Day 7: comfort
If you can manage to draw your attention away from the grandeur that is Eternal Gardens Strip Mall and look across the often potholed road with its perpetually faded paint and lackluster median you can feast your eyes upon the wonder of The End of the World. The End of the World, of course, is an affordable roadside motel that offers all the comforts of home; if your home consists of two full sized beds with scratchy sheets and thin foamy feeling comforters and two flat pillows per bed, one well placed but low wattage lamp, an empty dresser with an outdated television sitting on it, and an awkwardly tiny bathroom with low water pressure and extremely thin towels that is.
“Really?” Tooru scoffs when Iwaizumi unlocks the door and they all peek inside. “No wonder they always have rooms available here.”
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The Ties That Bind: Day 7
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Day 1 - Stormy Weather // Long Distance
Day 2 - note passing // detention
Day 3: aquarium date // child/parent au
Day 4: anniversary // hp au
Day 5: moving in together // soulmate au
Day 6: different kisses shared among them // youtuber au
Day 7: comfort // childhood
If there was one thing in the entire world that Hajime knew he could count on, it was the tiny part of his heart that was already dedicated to his soulmate, an ever changing mass of feelings that was always there for him. It was weird, because a lot of times the mix of feelings didn’t really make sense, but 7 year old Hajime figured that people were confusing, and feelings even more so. He knew, though, the moment he’d met his soulmate, a whiny boy about his age that moved in to a house down the street, by the almost violent tug in his heart upon their first meeting.
He also knew the other boy had felt it as well, by the widening of his eyes, something scared and excited and hopeful wiggling in his chest, bright and almost loud enough to drown out the other feelings, ones that were more frightened and a little sad and something else that Hajime couldn’t quite place. Sometimes he was confused over why some feelings were bigger and more vibrant, and he asked his mothers once, but all they had to tell him was that soulmates were very tricky things, and no one really knew the specifics of how they worked or why.
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Dropping your child off at daycare (I’m sorry I couldn’t not include these second-year dorks in this week). Looks like a new friend has appeared!!!
Seijou 4 week - day 7 - childhood
(This was a really fun week! Thank you!)
Stardust In Our Veins, Day 7
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Day 1 - Stormy Weather // Long Distance
Day 2 - Passing Notes // Detention
Day 3 - Aquarium Date // Parent/Child AU
Day 4 - Anniversary // HP AU
Day 5 - Moving In Together // Soulmate AU
Day 6 - Different Kisses Shared Among Them // Youtuber AU
Day 7 - Comfort // Childhood
The day the call came through, Matsukawa abandoned the payload and nearly got them all killed, and no one blamed him for it. He spent the rest of that night and the next day sitting on the viewdeck, staring out at the stars passing by them, not speaking and not crying, just sitting. On the second night, Takahiro brought the blankets and pillows from Matsukawa’s ‘secret’ horde. He didn’t speak as he sat, wrapping them both in warmth and softness, just leaned his head against Matsukawa’s shoulder and looked at the light of a passing nebula. It could have been hours later when Matsukawa finally spoke, his voice ragged and exhausted.
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They see me rollin'
Written for Seijou 4 week, day 7, with the prompt; Comfort.
http://archiveofourown.org/works/9556898/chapters/21608798
Rating: Teen and up.
Warnings: Character Injury, Paraplegia.
Chapters: 1/?
Characters: Matsukawa Issei, Oikawa Tooru, Iwaizumi Hajime, Hanamaki Takahiro.
Relationships: Matsuhanaiwaoi.
Summary:
It was just a school trip. Just an educational trip. He wanted to see the planets and stars. Then Matsukawa was falling, falling… And everything changed.
Coming Home
Seijoh 4 Week Day 7: Childhood NSFW
“Well,” Tooru said after a moment, “I never expected to be doing something like this in Hajime’s childhood bedroom.”
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Seijoh4Week Day 7
Comfort + Childhood
One thing humans haven’t figured out is that every dog is given three chances. They live three different lives, given a purpose that’s tied to each of those lives. What that purpose is varies according to the situation and what is needed for the people involved.
For example, all Makki, otherwise known as Hana or Hiro, wants to do is make sure his three favorite humans are happy, safe and, most importantly, together.
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Seijoh 4 Week Day 6
Prompt: different kisses shared among them // youtuber au
Warnings: None
External link: AO3
I am lateeee ugh.
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Eternal Gardens 6
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Day 1: stormy weather/long distance
Day 2: note passing
Day 3: aquarium date
Day 4: anniversary
Day 5: moving in together
Day 6: different kisses shared among them
Tucked at the end down past Oaky’s Discount Goods, Eternal Gardens boasts a one of a kind unique movie-going experience. It really isn’t all that unique but that doesn’t stop the boasting. Nothing really stops the boasting when it comes to Eternal Gardens Strip Mall and the businesses located within. Unique or not you had to be lucky to catch a movie at Jokes On You Theater. Mostly because there was no real schedule to the movies and no set times for when the place would be open. Oikawa had a theory about it that involved algebra, aliens, and copious use of the word theoretically. Takahiro just figured that the lady who ran the theater was probably related to the guy who owned Iris Prawn and they made whatever hours they felt like, possibly using a dart board and a pair of dice.
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Starlight In Our Veins Day 6
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Day 1 - Stormy Weather // Long Distance
Day 2 - Passing Notes // Detention
Day 3 - Aquarium Date // Parent/Child AU
Day 4 - Anniversary // HP AU
Day 5 - Moving In Together // Soulmate AU
Day 6 - Different Kisses Shared Among Them // Youtuber AU
Matsukawa’s sister was sick and Takahiro had just been fired from his third job - or was it the second? Did it really matter? - and everything in the universe pointed to their inevitable death the first time he kissed him. They were crouched behind a refuse pile in the red light district of Meraas Five, the owner of the bar that they had just knocked over searching for them with his goons and his guns, and honestly, there was nothing left to lose. So Takahiro turned to Matsukawa and kissed him.
“If we don’t make it out of here,” he whispered, but Matsukawa hadn’t let him finish that sentence, cutting him off with another, deeper kiss.
They survive that day, and each of the countless days after.
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