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Indie Hajime Iwaizumi RP Blog x

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put that gun in my ass iwazumi-san

looks like someone’s overdue for a good kinkshaming

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"Iwaizumi-san!" She called out with a smile, walking up to him and pulling her backpack to the front so she could retrieve his gift. "Happy Valentine's day!" Inside the wrapped bag, he would find star-shaped chocolates with the number four painted with light blue food dye in the center. "I didn't know if you liked dark or white chocolate better so I just put in both."

He wasn’t expecting much of anything at all when she called for his attention, but if he had taken the time to think of something, it wouldn’t have been chocolate of all things ( and honestly, he’d almost forgotten about Valentines day altogether up until now. )

Curiosity getting the better of him, he went ahead and took a quick look inside the bag as she explained her chocolate debate; the corners of his mouth turned up into a smile at the sight of the familiar number. He turned his gaze back to her and, smiling a bit wider, shared his appreciation.

“Heh! Don’t worry, I’m not that picky. Thanks – it looks great.”

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i heard u had trash as a friend. i honestly wanna meet this trash people have told me about. :^)

“Oikawa? I mean, go for it if you want to – just don’t expect to get what you see.”

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are you trash? because i'd like to take you out ;^)

“That means we’re going to your house, right?”

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sweeT JESUS IM ALIVE

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It’s at least an hour past the designated meeting time when Oikawa finally enters the room, hands shoved deep into suit pants pockets and a grin plastered on his face that betrays just how purposeful his late arrival was.

     “ Ah, sorry. Business obligations, you know how it is. ”

Only half a minute into their relationship and Oikawa’s already strung together the world’s most obvious lie, made no attempt to cover his tracks or even try to fool Iwaizumi. He knows their partnership will be fun, maybe even something of a game on his end – after all, Oikawa’s always been good at reading people, been described as something of a spider clear through to his core.

He doesn’t say anything more, instead loosening his tie as he walks toward the patio; rough, damaged fingers catching on the silk as they fumble around the knot. Hes motions for Iwaizumi to follow him with a casual flick of one hand, just before he walks straight into the sliding glass door that, if anyone had asked, clearly hadn’t been there last time Oikawa had been in his father’s office.

     “ Fuck !! When did that get there? ”

The exclamation is addressed to no one in particular, and Oikawa continues to curse and grumble as he throws open the sliding door with his right hand and rubs at his nose with the left. He reaches the balcony with no further incident, leaning over the metal railing and looking out over the city below. As if he hadn’t just embarrassed himself completely, he speaks.

     “ I’m assuming you’re Iwaizumi, then. My father called to          tell me about you. What he didn’t say, though, was that          you’re my age and look about as dangerous as a wet rabbit.          I do hope you perform well, Iwa-chan – I hope you like the          name, because you’ll have no control over how often I use it,          – I don’t think you’ll enjoy corporate’s wrath if anything          happens to me. ”

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One sentence is all Iwaizumi needs to hear from Oikawa to form an opinion -- the man he’s now working for is nothing more than a spoiled brat. The grin on his shitty face makes Iwaizumi’s spine crawl with distaste, and his hand twitches with the repressed urge to lunge right into the future CEO’s jaw. Everything about this guy screams trouble.

He fits the slimy businessman schtick to a tee.

Iwaizumi keeps his jaw locked tight in order to keep himself from commenting, afraid he’ll forget formalities and professional behavior if he tries talking just yet, instead silently standing to follow Oikawa as he’s motioned to do. He’s in the process of shoving his hands into his pockets when the Oikawa... Just... Slams face first into the glass sliding door. Iwaizumi stands still and stares with a heavily furrowed brow the entire time the other man is cursing at the door.

For fuck’s sake. Just how ridiculous can this guy get? Iwaizumi huffs lightly to himself, finally exiting out onto the balcony after Oikawa.

As the brunette starts going off on his spiel, Iwaizumi leans back against the wall, studying his relaxed posture and demeanor curiously -- as much as he already dislikes the guy, he has to admit Oikawa’s ability to recover so quickly is a little impressive. Maybe he has some good quali--

Iwa-chan?

He’s brought out of his generous train of thought with jarring speed, brows furrowing again and nose wrinkling in disgust. What the hell kind of name is that?

“Iwaizumi Hajime is my name, yeah, and I would appreciate it if you used it. We’re going to be interacting on a professional level, so we don’t need nicknames. And, just so we’re clear --”

Sighing, he pulls his hands out of his pockets and crosses his arms as he continues, “The only reason I have this job is because I’m qualified for it. You don’t have to worry about my performance, as long as you cooperate with me when it’s needed.”

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concept: i wake up tomorrow with both the time and motivation to get the rest of my replies done

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your iwa is on point

[ incoherent screaming tbh ] aaaAAAAA thank u so much anon!! this means a lot!!!

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Right now  YOUR VOICE IS A WEAPON. Wake up toSTARS in the SKY, watch LIGHT revolve with your MIND, watch all the STORMS in the rise. && put all your palms in the sky; no more falling to pressure, no more failing acceptance, throw all your hells towards the HEAVENS. Choose your words && ETCH THEM ON YOUR SOUL, make them heard when crowds DROWNout your call.  YOUR VOICE IS A W E A P O N, so do with it what you can.

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     ❝Maybe he might, but I wouldn’t have so much faith in that…though I admit he does have to deal with the both of us a lot.❞ She chuckled, her hand scratching her cheek. Oikawa was a bit of a handle every now and then, almost like a child. He had his moments, but sometimes he would drive her crazy. At least Iwaizumi was there to help straightening him out. ❝Speaking of him, have you seen him lately? Some girls wanted me to give him their little love letters.❞ She actually disliked being the messenger, but it’s not like she could trash their letters.

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The moment the words ‘love letters’ left her mouth, Iwaizumi’s nose wrinkled up in not-so-vague distaste. “Seriously? Ugh... I don’t get that at all. Why do the girls that like him all go after him together? It’s just plain weird. I can give them to him for you, if you want. Then you won’t have to deal with his stupid face when he sees them.”

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          “A-Ah! I’m sorry, I was looking for my team and I heard playing and thought it w-was my team, but it wasn’t, but I c-couldn’t help but keep watching!”

     Hopefully he didn’t think she was sent to be a spy because it wasn’t the case at all! Hitoka had gotten so intrigued in watching another team practice that she couldn’t help but continue watching them play back and forth. Every team practiced differently, so she couldn’t help her curiosity.

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Oops -- he didn’t mean to scare her, but the look on her face and the way she responded made it seem like he probably did. She is pretty small... Maybe she’s just naturally intimidated by smaller people.

“That interesting, huh?” He looked past her, peering into the gym with a faint sense of pride for his team swelling in his chest. “It’s fine -- but are you lost, then?”

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It took a lot for Yuuka to take offense and it was clear to her, at least, that the ace meant no disrespect with his comments or questions. Even if he did, it was unlikely that Yuuka would have reacted adversely. 

“Receiving lefty spikes can be really difficult but it’s not impossible! It just takes practice… and someone who is left handed to practice with.” Which was not always so easy to find, but Yuuka had been lucky in that regard. 

“We have the weekly practices as usual and to be honest, I can’t speak for the rest of the team. I personally practice as much as I can but studying is also important, you know? Not everyone really has to time to spend all of their free time practicing. It’s a team effort though and it doesn’t make much difference if only one player is practicing super hard or excelling.”

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The more she talked and explained, the more Iwaizumi related -- their situations obviously weren’t exactly the same, but they were close enough that he could only think to offer a sagely, sympathetic nod.

“Some people forget that pretty easily,” he let out in a sigh, images of brunette hair and strained muscles flashing through his head. This was a fact he knew all too well, unfortunately. “You’re right -- you need balance. Overworking yourself is going to hurt more than it helps.”

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let’s play a game called HOW MUCH CAN I GET DONE BEFORE I GO BACK TO SCHOOL IN ABOUT AN HOUR

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[jinzoushi]

SUCCESS, NOTHING LESS. –   jinzoushi gakuen school handbook, pg. 14-a

CAPTAIN • VICE CAPTAIN • SPIKER • SPIKER • SETTER • LIBERO • MANAGER INDIE HQ!! OCS.

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Where were they? He could swore that saw them past week, right on that shelf, on the same EXACT store. So where did they put them now? Couldn’t be all sold out that fast!

A brief shake of startle was brought by the abrupt intromission that dragged him out of his ANGERED absorption.

                            ‘ !! Iwaizumi-san— ‘

Optics met familiar stand, with whom, oddly enough, have had already too many constant encounters. 

                       ‘ O-Ossu... They had a new                          pair of shoes I wanted to try. ‘

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Iwaizumi was far from surprised by Kageyama’s startled response, thinking only now that approaching and speaking from behind was probably a bad move, but it was too late to do anything about it now. He instead stuffed his hands into his pockets and turned his gaze to the wall of shoes in front of them.

“Can’t find them, I’m guessing?” he asked, tone only mildly teasing -- barely conscious of the fact that he was doing it. “There are a lot here, though, so I can’t really blame you. They might just be sold out.”

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She was encouraged to run with the boys during their warm up, but she didn’t realize they went for so long. Yachi  actually had to slip back inside to catch her breath, laying on the cooler floor. She was comfortable, but at the sound of the male’s voice, she sat up immediately.

“A-Ah! Iwaizumi-san! I-I’m okay!” Her cheeks were still flushed from running, though. 

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Oh -- now he recognized her. Rather than who she was, though, he was suddenly a little more preoccupied with how startled she seemed by his ( as far as he was concerned ) very calm question. With the way her cheeks looked red, he wondered if maybe she was sick.

“Are you sure about that?”