#cassbz

[pyokki]

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archive mb for @cassbz ☘

[amalasrosa]

Y’all drink a lot of beer and are speed devils on the highway 🌸

Tbh I can’t really deny this….:DI mean, sure…not everyone..but ..hahah..I do know enough people to call this a truth I guess I’m kinda used to the highway speed and am always surprised when people find 140-160 already incredible fast..but yes compared to other countries we do drive fast

thank you!

[johncherrystone]

Iwaoi and 14, thank you!

Send me a ship and a number for an au!

“Alright, for this next lab, I’m going to need you all to break into pairs—“

Hajime could barely contain his groan as a pair of strong fingers instantly latched on to his bicep, tugging his entire chair to the right.  He spun and fixed Oikawa with his most scathing glare, hoping it would scare him off and allow him to partner with someone who actually knew a single thing about chemistry.  He could not handle another shitty grade on a lab report.

Oikawa stuck out his bottom lip, grip unwavering.  Out of the corner of his eye, Hajime could see Matsukawa elbow Hanamaki and hear the two of them erupting into snickers.

No, Hajime mouthed to Oikawa.  No way.

Oikawa rolled his eyes, nodding emphatically.  He scooted closer in his own chair, pulling out his lab notebook and a pencil from his bag.

“C’mon,” he whispered, hot in Hajime’s ear.  “You love me.”

“Fuck you,” Hajime whispered back.  The girl behind them shushed him, and he continued, softer, “I need an A on this.”

“And you’ll get an A! Pinky promise, Iwa-chan.”

Hajime eyed his suspiciously, but the hands weren’t moving from his bicep and he was beginning to get sore.  He groaned.  “Fine."

“—which you can find in the back of the room.  Come to me with any questions.”

The room burst into activity as everyone around them—everyone who had been paying attention—started assembling their flasks and chemicals in front of them.  Hajime whipped his head around, trying to piece together what the teacher had instructed them from what he was seeing.  Okay, three flasks, yes… A bunsen burner… He grabbed for the containers of chemicals at the center of their lab bench and then squinted at Hanamaki.  A calculator, okay… And was that a sandwich?

“Iwa-chan, gimme,” Oikawa instructed, hand extended for one of the chemicals.

Hajime turned and reluctantly handed it over.  He lit the bunsen burner and waited for Oikawa to figure out what step was next.

“You know,” Oikawa muttered, “I’m awfully offended that you doubt my chemistry skills.”

Hajime flicked his forehead, to which Oikawa tittered and rubbed the spot.  “You’re a walking disaster.”

Oikawa grumbled to himself.  He added something to the flask and stirred.  After a moment, he giggled to himself.  “I think we make the best lab partners.  Wanna know why?”

“No.”

“We have great chemistry.”

Hajime groaned.  

“Hand me that bottle.”

Hajime sighed and handed it over.  “You know, maybe we’d get along better if you refrained from your shitty jokes.”

Oikawa scoffed.  He glanced away from the flask for a second to make a kissy face at Hajime.  “You love me, Iwa-chan.  That’s why you’re my boy—“

A bang went off, silencing the entire room.  Hajime flinched instinctively, grabbing Oikawa in his arms, one hand pressing Oikawa’s face into the curve between his neck and shoulder.  They stayed like that for a moment, frozen, until he heard the first laugh.  

Slowly, he peeked, and blinked at the sight of a completely clean, untouched lab set-up.  Hanamaki and Matsukawa, on the other hand, looked like they had just taken a bath in soot, and stood there giggling over their war zone of a table.

Hajime shoved Oikawa away, cheeks burning crimson.  

“Oh my God,” Oikawa said softly, in awe.  “My hero!  Iwa-chan!  You tried to save me!”

“Shut up,” Hajime hissed.  He turned back to their flask, which was bubbling away but definitely not explosive.  “I thought you’d blown us up.”

Oikawa looked offended.  “I told you that you’d get an A.”  He redirected his attention to the flask, but Hajime couldn’t help but notice the small grin playing on his lips.  It was cute, he admitted to himself.  He bumped Oikawa’s shoulder with his own after a moment.

Oikawa glanced up, that soft and tender smile still on his lips.

“Of course I’d save you, dumbass.  Always."

[kakkoweeb]

Iwaoi with #5, please!

hope you got done with your exam!! and that this iwaoi serves as a bit of a reward? can you believe this is my first iwaoi

“Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”

Hajime started at the sound of his husband’s voice, and moved his eyes away from the trees and the sky and everything else he thought to look at to distract himself to lock their gazes. Tooru looked a little too good with a baby—Takahiro and Issei’s quite cute, newly-adopted son, to be exact—bundled up and sleeping in his arms and his face covered in a mix of shock and concern, a stark contrast to all the cutesy faces he’d been making since he was put in charge of the child.

“What would I be jealous of?” Hajime asked.

“Well, I’ve been cuddling Makki and Mattsun’s little baby for a while now.” He lightly rocked the boy, gave Hajime an expectant, cheeky grin. “Maybe my big baby Iwa-chan wants a little affection too?”

“Psh. Get real.”

“No, seriously,” Tooru said, dropping the act and studying him in earnest, “is something the matter? You’ve been really quiet and staring at—well, anything but me since we got here. Are you jealous? Do you want to hold him too?”

The extraordinary sensation had been plaguing him since they got here, indeed, but Hajime considered it more ‘longing’ than it was ‘jealousy’. Takahiro and Issei were still perpetually ten-year olds but still an old married couple, certainly getting old now that they were going to have an actual ten-year old in their family some years into the future. They looked so happy and seemed to fit so well together, all three of them, that Hajime couldn’t help his imagination running wild, forming images in which life was the same for him—for him and for the man that he yearned to become the same kind of sappy, overjoyed, old married couple with.

Maybe it was jealousy after all.

“Okay, fine, I’m jealous,” he admitted, held a hand up when Tooru moved to pass the sleeping boy onto him, “but not of you, or the baby.”

“Then who?”

Hajime exhaled through his nose. “The…proud parents.”

Tooru’s contemplative expression froze on his face well enough for Hajime to watch it slowly change, melt amidst a sea of light pink skin and into one of wide eyes and teeth sinking into lips and rapid blinks. He swallowed, turned away, but even at an angle Hajime could see the unrealistic curl of his mouth, desperate not to form a smile, and the slight tremble of his fingers equally desperate not to suddenly drop the fragile life he had in his hands.

“Huh,” he said, voice shaking in the same way it did whenever there was a surprise he didn’t want to spoil, and laughed, “and here I thought you’ve had enough of me crying and waking you up at night.”

“Sometimes,” Hajime said, after his own short laugh. “But you’re not quite the right size.” 

This time, Tooru allowed his smile to reach his slightly-teary eyes, directed both of them at Hajime. “Are you serious?” he whispered, like he couldn’t afford to speak any louder.

“When am I ever not about you?”

Tooru squeezed his eyes shut, the wrinkling of his nose pulling at Hajime’s own smile, and took one deep and controlled breath. “We need to find Makki and Mattsun and give them their baby back.”

“Hm? Why?”

“So that I can hug you—” Tooru hurled himself in Hajime’s direction, stopped himself from crashing just in time to plant a quick kiss on his husband’s cheek “—and we can talk about our own.”

He trotted away, quickly but carefully enough not to jostle their best friends’ pride and joy awake, and as he followed, Hajime’s smile didn’t fade, knowing full well and yet still excited to see just how good Tooru was going to be with a kid.

[suguru]

I'm screaming, you're 'only' 18? I thought you were like,,,, 24? O:

DAMN SON 

[bokusaka]

Iwakage collage au pls :O

Oooh iwakage. I’m going to keep this somewhat canon and put them on the volleyball team c:

Kageyama got in on a full ride scholarship. he got a number of offers from different schools, but this one also promised him first string all four years

Iwaizumi had been planning on going to the same school as Oikawa, but didn’t get a scholarship offer for Oikawa’s school and couldn’t afford the tuition, so he picked a school nearby that offered a scholarship

Iwaizumi was surprised to see Kageyama in with the new freshman at the start of his third year

Iwaizumi knows how abrasive and distancing Kageyama’s personality can be, so he makes a point to try and include him and befriend him, only because the team needs to trust him if they want to win games

Iwaizumi realizes how much Kageyama has changed since their year at Kitagawa and finds that he actually enjoys working with him on the court

Being the only person Kageyama knows, he latches on to Iwaizumi, approaching him with everything he needs help with, whether it’s on the court or off the court

Kageyama is grateful for all of Iwaizumi’s help and friendliness, although he won’t admit it out loud, not to Iwaizumi

Iwaizumi grows rather attached to Kageyama, and vice versa, but both of them are too stubborn and pig-headed to admit to themselves what they’re feeling

After two years of dancing around each other, Kageyama spends the few weeks before Iwaizumi’s graduation practicing late into the night by himself, trying to distract himself

The night before Iwaizumi’s graduation, reaches for the last volleyball in the cart and notices some writing on it. He recognizes Iwaizumi’s messy block handwriting immediately. ‘Dinner tomorrow night?’

Kageyama is so flustered and excited he forgets to give Iwaizumi an answer until he remembers while watching Iwaizumi receive his diploma, looking a little too dejected for a man finally graduating

Send me a character/pairing for some headcanons!!

[queeniwaizumi]

hii!! i am cass. my fave colour is black and i think my fave ships are oikage, iwakage and matsuhanaiwaoi. i dont like icecream at all so i dont have a fave taste :/ i also don't have a cat but my sister promised to buy me one when i get my own apartment *^*

hello!!ohh same, black’s good :0yesss matsuhanaiwaoi, my life runs on that ship alone. those other ships sound interestingahh that’s fine 0:!!! I hope you get a really good cat!