yeah yeah iwaizumi voice of reason in seijoh FUCK THAT i want iwaizumi being a Dumbass Teenager like everybody else i want that man jumping down four steps and going "parkour!!!" bc hes cringe. i want that man snapping oikawa a picture of him running with an entire fence under his arm with the caption "hit the most devious lick". i want that man not holding his alcohol and acting stupid af. i want that man being horrible at spelling and getting clowned in group chats. i want that man forgetting assignments and having to ad lib in class. i want him to answer kindaichi's question with "girl i dont know" because he just wanted to see his reaction. i just want him to be fucking stupid like me
iwaoi teacher au where oikawa is the kind of teacher that is definitely Over Preparedā¢ļø. the man owns an industrial size sticker printer. he does the homework he assigns. he has a prize bin. he easily adjusts to different studentsā teaching styles.
iwaizumi is the kind of teacher you accidentally address as your parent. kids each lunch with him at his desk (he gives off āshaking salad to mix the dressingā kind of teacher energy). heās very personable and sets aside time for students who are struggling when they wait after class for his help.
and together? letās just sayā¦ they teach at rival schools and both coach like the mathletes or whatever the fuck and eventually their competitiveness gets WAY out of hand and theyāre not even training their students anymore theyāre just ranting about the other and at meets they get all up in each otherās face and eventually one of them gets transferred to the otherās school. probably iwaizumi. oikawa has that little āwell iām the only one he knowsā so he takes it upon himself to be his Friendā¢ļø (iwa does not appreciate this) and they just grow into each other and their banter and eventually the janitor (kunimi) has the misfortune of opening his closet an hour after schoolās been dismissed, and wellā¦. theyāve certainly sorted out their differences.
Fun headcanon that can go with either zutara OR zukka is that Hakoda is really hesitant to see his child dating a fire nation prince, MUCH less one whoās going to become the fire lord, and so heās grilling the shit out of Zuko asking him a million questions about his history and his plans for the fire nation and whether heās truly changed and finally heās ike āwhereād you get that scar, kid? A bit reckless with your bending maybe?ā And zukoās like āoh actually my dad lit my face on fireā and Hakoda is like ācool cool. So actually, on second thought, after much deliberation, are you perhaps in the market for a new dadā
you are, what? 12, 13 or something? itās the middle of a monsterĀ war on manhattan and your whole cabin of siblings is being crushed by the invading army. you know itās bad when annabeth chase and percy jackson arrive on scene, because theyāre the special ops unit and theyāre only sent to help in dire circumstances. and then you watch annabeth chase get stabbed. you watch percy jackson fight the minotaur, for the second time. you watch your head counselor - your leader and most skilled archer, the guy you answer to and look up to -Ā perishĀ as percy jackson blows up an entire bridge to stop the army from pursuit. and then percy jackson, hero of camp half blood and child of the prophecy, looks at you, one of the last campers standing. heĀ āgrabsā you, steals a motorcycle, throws you on it, and whisks you across a city of battle and chaos to get to his dying girlfriend. and then he asks you to heal annabeth chase. he is desperate like youāve never seen before, and he places his best friend and the campās most admired demigod under your care. youāve likely barely spoken to percy before, but annabeth is vital to stopping kronos, and suddenly the fate of the world is in your hands. somehow, after all that trauma, you keep calm and heal her anyway.Ā ultimate respect to will solace.
please ... Please do a "as your boyfriend" for rintaro im begging š§š»āā
SUNA AS YOUR BOYFRIEND
a/n ā eeeeee pretty boy rin coming in hot <3
ā¾ SUNA lingering glances and slightly upturned lips when his eyes meet yours across the room. his head on your stomach at 3am as he absentmindedly traces hearts into your waist with his finger, head turning to place chaste kisses against the skin. pulling you into his chest each morning as a silent plead for just a few more minutes even though you know itāll always be more than that. late night drives and shared playlists as you laugh at tiktoks under the moon in some old cark park, his hand warm as it intertwines with yours despite the cold air outside. a spare hoodie in the back of his car incase you get cold, passing you it as he playfully throws it at your head, a deep chuckle falling from his lips when you pout.
ā¾ candid photos and hidden albums, a small smile on his face as he flicks through his favourite moments when he misses you. seeing the love through the teasing insults and the unflattering selfies heās got of you, sending you random selfies when heās feeling soft followed by teasing āthis is my favourite one, ugly š¤ā hoping you donāt realise itās to hide his blush. nap dates and lazy morning spent pulled against his chest, his body warming you better than any blanket. lazy makeout sessions on his lap as his hand rests on the nape of your neck, feeling him groan against your lips as he pulls away to tell you how fucking pretty you look right now.
ā¾ being the only one to see the clingier side to him, his body flopping over yours after a hard practice, his fingers moving to your wrist as he places your hand in his hair in favour of smoothing through it, his eyes fluttering closed at your touch. whispered i love yous inbetween kisses as you lay between the sheets. him keeping your favourite flavours of chuupet for you, because although they were his favourite heād do anything to see you beam as brightly as you always did when he gave you them. noticing him trying harder when you come to watch him play, your presence alone making him want to be better, always for you. playful eye rolls and slight shoves when you try to tease him, a pout on his lips.
ā¾ watching old videos of the twins fighting from his high school days, a smile on his lips as he laughs genuinely. his hand on your thigh while he drives, squeezing gently as the cool sensation from his rings against your skin causes you to shuffle under him. oversized hoodies and late night convenience store dates. giggling when he lets you style his hair, taking sneaky photos of him with butterfly clips. standing between his legs as he sits on the edge of the bed, his hands smoothing over the back of your thighs as you apply eyeliner to his lids, after you begged him for hours to let you - giving him a quick kiss as a thank you only for him to pull you ontop. being able to notice the softness in his features despite his deadpan expression, like the love in his eyes when they meet yours.
ā¾ watching him blush when you first call him rintarou, rin, sunarin etc. - seeing him try to ignore it as his heart beats against his chest. his head lying on your lap as you tap away on your phone, eyes fluttering open everytime you turn your phone to show him a video, his heart leaping at your smile everytime. feeling his heart rate quicken as you lay on his chest, turning your head to press a kiss against him as the tips of his ears blush red. pulling you into his lap whenever you go to walk past him, his lips places open mouth kisses against your skin as you feel an āi love you.ā whispered against the same place.
