There's a void Oikawa Tooru needs to fill. It is slowly consuming him, slowly taking away his humanity, until he will be nothing but skin and dust no more. He tries to fill this black hole with girls, drugs, and sex, but nothing seems to work. It just leaves him with a sugarcoated knife aimed at his throat. . That is, until he gets high at a college party and spills his guts to his best friend, Iwaizumi Hajime. /// !I DO NOT OWN HAIKYUU! Only the plot + cover + some random, insignificant characters

oikawa tooru isn't the best. but he wants to be. he wants to be untouchable. he wants to be the epitome of perfection. he wants to be golden. and he figures, if he can convince himself he IS the best, he will be. and so, he does. he builds upwards, his pride a tower of accomplishments. he builds and he builds and he builds. he builds until he's high on his own ego, towering above everyone else. but oikawa forgot to ask himself something vital. what do you do when you're so high up the only way to go is down? {iwaoi fic} warning: strong language

❝ he loves me. he loves me not. ❞ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ i own only the plot + the cover ;;☆ hq!! belongs to haruichi furudate // lapslock intended !! [ created sometime in mid-janurary 2016 its so old // im sorry if its shit haha ] [ soulmate AU: the first words your soulmate speaks to you is permanently tattooed on your wrist. ]

Volleyball. Truly a beautiful and fun sport. Who would've thought that the one thing our two beloved volleyball idiots could ever think about, would be something they would forget? What will they do when there is coming something dangerous that will take over their minds? Or worse.. Eat it? _____________________________________________________________________________ Zombie apocalypse fanfic with Haikyuu characters. Will involve major GAY ships from the series. Enjoy!