#neroferro

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@neroferro continued from: (x)

"I was scared! I didn’t check if they were alive!” In other words, please check for him, Kuroo!

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@neroferro continued from (x)

Anger, vitriol, a helpless self-loathing; they all culminated in Oikawa spitting out a harsh, "Does that really surprise you? You’re never going to be enough for me, Kuroo.”

--The moment those words left his lips, he instantly regretted them. But he refused to take them back, his shoulders drawn in and tense, knuckles white from how tightly he was curling his fists, his entire body trembling from the force of his emotions.

“Leave me alone, Tetsu,” he then said, voice barely louder than a whisper.

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@oxygenhighs (x)

Oikawa had known the realities of war, the statistics concerning their survival--yet he had hubris enough to believe that both he and Kuroo would have surpassed such things. That because they were Oikawa and Kuroo that they would both come out of this unscathed. He and Kuroo were different, marked for more than becoming another number to add to the casualties, they weren’t--couldn’t be constrained by normal standards.

And yet, here they were, Oikawa kneeling on the floor beside Kuroo, fingers desperately clasping at the wounds and pushing down, as if enough force would expel the wound from existence. As if Oikawa’s touch, imbued with terror and a futile, consuming need for Kuroo’s survival, was enough to fix everything that was wrong with this situation.

It was unwise to become so fixated--but Oikawa had always been unwise when it came to Kuroo.

"I’ll kill you if you leave me,” he hissed, panic painting his words an aggressive shade of anger. He couldn’t meet Kuroo’s eyes, didn’t want to see how his golden skin had a terrifying pallour as his blood continued to leak, gush out between his fingers. “Dammit Tetsu--stop bleeding!”

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“You’ve changed since we first met. You’re becoming something I don’t recognize anymore.”

Villain or Hero Edition

“You know, that typically happens when you’re a shapeshifter. It’s rather difficult to avoid change,” Oikawa replied with a coy lilt as she tilted her head to the side.

Long brown hair fell in front of her eyes, and she brushed it to the side with a dismissive flick of her hand. She’d long since shed her former identity as the son of her biological parents, and her appearance changed with her whim; perhaps it was one of fate’s ironies that had Kuroo find her on a day she felt nostalgic. This was as close to her former guise as she dared to attempt: brown hair, brown eyes, plain, average, normal.

Tapping her fingers lightly against her thigh, she tempered her thoughts as best as she could. He couldn’t know what she was thinking, planning to do. “But perhaps you aren’t talking about how I look. I wouldn’t know; you’re the one that knows what others are thinking, after all.” There was a bitter edge to her words.

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👫 { just fuck me up }

Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship 

OKAY. Let me preface this with a sentence about how I’m going to technically do more than four headcanons because I have more than one verse that I want to talk about witchu boo.

I could ruin you-verse1. Oikawa is not a morning person. During the time that he and Kuroo were apart, he’d wake up every morning and go through the motions of waking up, such as making himself breakfast for two, filled with Kuroo’s favourites, without realising it. So he’s learnt to stop making breakfast.2. Kuroo likes to mess with Oikawa’s toiletries and clothing by putting them in different orders and watching the aftermath of Oikawa realising that he’d sleepily applied his concealer in excess instead of sunscreen.3. They both have a ridiculous amount of pride and their arguments, no matter how minor, usually result in a lot of tension because both parties refuse to back down. That Oikawa isn’t comfortable with being honest about his feelings (and refuses to be introspective enough to understand why he feels the things that he does) makes it even worse, since Kuroo’s usually right whenever he comments on Oikawa’s emotions and/or faulty reasons.4. Oikawa started growing his hair out after hearing that Kuroo’s taste in girls are ones with long hair. He’s pretty sure that Kuroo realises what he’s been doing, and that Kuroo probably doesn’t have the same standards for men, but Oikawa rather enjoys how much attention Kuroo gives his hair whenever they have time to spend cuddling.

Gratuitous-verse (w/ iwakan)1. As a rising model within the business, Oikawa met Kuroo during one of his many shoots. Having hit it off with him, they soon became friends–which meant that Oikawa had to meet Kenma. And of course, the rest is history. ;)2. Kenma usually doesn’t admit it, but he often gets lonely since Kuroo and Oikawa’s jobs often demands them to move around both in the country and out of it. As such, Oikawa likes to compensate by getting Kenma a variety of plushes and gifts from wherever he was sent; Kuroo doesn’t have such compunctions but sends Kenma regular texts.3. Their home is 10% shared property, 20% Kenma and Kuroo’s things collectively, and 70% Oikawa’s things. After having become lucrative enough to have money to spare, Oikawa has lost utterly any concept of moderation when it comes to getting himself trinkets that he finds interesting, clothing, and personal effects.4. Sharing a bed with two other people is difficult even after months of practice, especially when one of them loves to sleep on his stomach, the other likes to sleep clinging to something, and the other has a habit of placing fiddle toys under their pillows (especially if the previous two have been gone for a period of time due to their jobs).

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@oxygenhighs: Sara is honestly such an amazing person, both OOC and IC, and just… I love them to bits. Sara’s portrayal of Kuroo is absolutely perfection, and his voice is honestly so close to canon that it’s an absolute joy to interact with him whenever I can. It’s ridiculous just how much I feel for both him and Sara, just how ecstatic I get whenever I see them on my dash or whenever we talk, and I just seriously recommend that you RP with them, or just talk to them.

@aequusis: Jae. Just. Jae. Jae’s writing is so ridiculously perfect–but I can’t insult them like this because perfection means that they’ve reached their pinnacle. Jae’s writing constantly improves, and Akaashi becomes more and more realistic with every interaction. It’s like he becomes personalised for your muse as time goes by, for all that he remains so close to canon, and interacting with both Jae and their Akaashi is like watching a flower bud slowly open up and bloom. It’s slow, it takes time and commitment, but it’s so wonderful to experience the process, and the end product is absolutely stunning.

@yuruginai: To describe Lukas in one phrase, I’d be stuck between dorky, or mild nymphomaniac, or amazing Iwaizumi. Or maybe I should just use an amalgamation of the three: a dorky, mild nymphomaniac mun of an amazing Iwaizumi (who’s really fun to make blush and flustered tbh). Lukas is fun to talk to OOC and IC, and he makes it even more fun to talk about one’s muses with him; it’s just a really super fun time to talk to him… whenever he’s online. [stares]

@bokububo: Tiffany is… ridiculous. There’s no other way to describe what an wonderful person she is, she’s gregarious and she’s intelligent and she’s beautiful and it’s just terrible to realise this because she’s super far out of everyone’s league– but that’s just talking about the mun. Her Bokuto is so dynamic. He grounded extremely well to canon, and interacting with him constantly brings to life the vivacity that we see in the animanga, but he diverges in all the ways that matter to keep him so utterly interesting and spontaneous. It’s such a joy to know Tiff both OOC and IC.

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@oxygenhighs

It wasn’t until Oikawa had finally reached Nekoma that he realised the scope of his ambitions: he would willingly leave his home, family and friends to pursue what? A distant dream of reviving a formerly great team. But how exactly would he do that? He had no one he knew in Tokyo, armed with nothing but a suitcase and his abilities as a setter. The latter of which was primarily useless when he didn’t have a team, or an ace. Iwaizumi was three hours away by train, having decided to stay in Sendai to study in Aoba Jousai.

If he had been anyone else, the weight of all of these problems would have buckled them in before they’d even started... but Oikawa had never been one to let reality deter him: he would soldier on regardless of all and any obstacles in his way.

Drawing in a deep breath, he brushed his hair to the side, summoning up enough courage to make his way into Nekoma with his head held high. Keeping his studies up and making friends would be child’s play--it would be getting the volleyball team to take him seriously that Oikawa thought would be the hardest part. Letting himself get caught up in the rhythm of acclimatising to a whole new high school with the rest of the first-years, it wasn’t long before he found himself in by the gym, where the volleyball team was purported to gather.

Waiting nervously for any sign of another student or the coach themselves to appear, he perked up at the sight of a somewhat familiar face. The other boy was also a first-year, and he could remember seeing him in the class next to his. Now what was his name? He cast his thoughts back hastily, trying to recall what the other boy’s name was. “You’re--Kuro, right? I think? Are you, uh, here for volleyball too?”

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I’m in pain because of this RP I’m doing with @oxygenhighs. When I die, bury me in OiKuroo please