#iwateru

[ezzydean]

You know what time it is.

Trick or Treat IwaTeru.

Bet you missed this weird request

TRICK OR TREAT!!!! (send me trick or treat and i’ll gift you something random, send me trick or treat and a character/fandom/ship and i’ll write you a little thing) i have definitely missed these two!!! thank you for stopping by!!

"I feel like I should have more questions," Hajime sighed. He was doing his best to not look too closely at the floor. Or sink. Or counter. Or table.

His best was, unfortunately, not good enough and he saw so much more than he was prepared for when he had decided to surprise his new boyfriend at his shop for lunch.

"Listen," Yuuji said as he mopped the floor in front of the register. "I told you I was a hair stylist with a very special, select clientele. I don't know what you thought that meant."

"I don't know." Hajime rubbed tiredly at his face. "Rich people? Models? Not. Whatever it was that I bumped into on my way in."

"His name is Kiyo and this is a very stressful time of year for him and his clan. Not a lot of people are qualified to handle the peculiarities of their species so I tend to get the whole gang in throughout a couple of weeks."

"Stressful. Right." Hajime watched Yuuji finish mopping and start wiping down the counter. It looked like a lunch date was out of the question. But that didn't mean they couldn't spend some time together. "Do I need anything special to clean the slime and sludge off the mirrors and chairs?"

Yuuji gave Hajime a startled look.

"No. Just soapy water. But why? Isn't this when you should be running for the hills? Weird Terushima and his weird clients and all that?"

Hajime shrugged, thinking about his own little gang back home.

"Let's just say you're not the weirdest thing in my life. Just wait until you meet the people I grew up with."

[ezzydean]

You're still one of my favorite authors and I still love everything you write, so I have to ask

Trick or treat for IwaTeru

TRICK-OR-TREAT

come trick-or-treat in my inbox requesting ficcies and I’ll either treat you to some fluff or humor or trick you with a horribly twisted sad AU  (I’ll use a random generator to pick trick or treat)

send me “trick or treat” and a character(s) or ship in my inbox and I’ll write you a short little thing (I’ll be doing these all of October so send away!)

thank you so much for the kind words!!

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Hajime steps into the kitchen and freezes at the look Yuuji gives him.  It’s not quite disappointed but it’s not quite happy either.  It’s a very uncomfortable sort of neutral that makes Hajime nervous.

He shakes himself out of his stupor and heads for the fridge.  “Everything okay?”

Yuuji sighs and clasps his hands in front of himself.

“Thank you for joining me.  I suppose you’re wondering why I asked you all here.”  

Hajime looks around the kitchen in confusion and, yep, it’s just the two of them.  Unless Yuuji is talking to the kitchen stove or something.  Which wouldn’t be unheard of but to be fair they had both been rather drunk and it had been nearly four in the morning.

“Yuuji?  Babe?  You feeling okay?”

Yuuji raises his brows and before Hajime can blink Yuuji grabs something from behind his back and smacks it onto the counter.

“Did you think I wouldn’t find this?  Did you think you could hide this from me?”

The ‘this’ in question is a to-go cup from the coffee place down the block from Hajime’s office.

“Babe I can explain—”

“No.  This is an intervention.  A Pumpkin Spice Intervention.”  Yuuji stabs his finger in Hajime’s direction.  “You have a problem.  It’s time to admit it.”

Hajime takes a step towards Yuuji.  “Are you just being salty cause I didn’t buy you one?”  Yuuji shakes his head and Hajime takes another step closer.  “Are you sure?”  Yuuji growls at him but he doesn’t try to stop Hajime when he wraps his arms around Yuuji’s waist and pulls him close.  “Cause I was going to suggest we go out for coffee once I get changed.  But if you really feel like it’s a problem…”

Yuuji narrows his eyes and studies Hajime’s face.  “Really?  You want to go out even though you just got home?”

Hajime shrugs.  “We haven’t had a date night for awhile.  So I was thinking coffee and then maybe a walk through the park to look at the leaves and stuff.”

Yuuji’s eyes light up and he kisses Hajime’s nose.  “I would love to go on a date with you!”

“Even though I have a Pumpkin Spice problem?”

Yuuji rolls his eyes.  “Even though you have a Pumpkin Spice problem.”

[ezzydean]

Trick or treat IwaTeru

TRICK-OR-TREAT

come trick-or-treat in my inbox requesting ficcies and I’ll either treat you to some fluff or humor or trick you with a horribly twisted sad AU  (I’ll use a random generator to pick trick or treat)

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“Why?”  Hajime tilts his head at an unnatural angle at the sound of Yuuji’s voice.  “Wha- what happened?”

Hajime’s mouth drops open but all that comes out is an unholy screeching that makes Yuuji’s skin crawl.  He shudders at the sound.  The noise continues.  It feels like it’s scraping against Yuuji’s bones and trying to dig out his soul or something.  He’s twitching and grimacing as the world around him seems to shimmer and waver like something is trying to rip a hole in the universe and drag itself through.

He bites his lip and drops to his knees.  Hajime watches him.  Watches as he curls into a ball and presses his hands to his ears.  Then his mouth snaps shut.  Yuuji isn’t sure if the screeching actually carries on for a heartbeat or two afterwords or if it is simply the ringing in his ears.  Either way he’s just glad it stops.

“Hajime?” Yuuji asks cautiously.  There’s a peculiar glint in Hajime’s eyes that he doesn’t much like the look of.  It’s too distant and barren for his comfort.

Hajime opens his mouth again and Yuuji braces for the worst.  “Hajime?” comes out instead.  But his voice cracks on each syllable, testing and tasting it like a brittle sour candy.  A horribly wrong recording of Hajime’s real voice.

Hajime’s mouth opens again and the last thing Yuuji sees before he blacks out is Hajime’s face melting into something truly demonic.

[jenyifer]

Iwa and Teru celebrating making it to the little waterfall spot!!! Thanks @josai for your hcs about teruiwa friendship!!!! Sorry I went a bit crazy with the background!!!

[josai]

Please give me some IwaTeru friend head cannons! I never thought of combining them but, now I'm intrigued. P.s. Doesn't Terushima added to almost any character equal success?

YES! I honestly couldn’t agree more - Terushima plus anyone is a great recipe for success!! <3 Here are some headcanons for an IwaTeru friendship!

Together they are huge fans of adventure. They love going out for kayak trips, hiking, snowboarding, and into the more extreme - skydiving, etc. 

The two of them love playing games together and get very competitive. Doesn’t matter if it’s basketball, volleyball or a video game, they both get really into it.

When they hang out, it’s either the two of them being extremely active or lying on the couch for the entire day playing video games. There is absolutely no in-between.

Of course, when they game together it involves a ton of yelling at each other, their other teammates, and generally just a lot of salt.

They’re constantly showing each other new music as they have very similar tastes in music. They send each other YouTube links on the daily, discovering new artists and renditions of songs they like.

[ezzydean]

Naughty or nice with IwaTeru

Send me Naughty or Nice and a character(s) or ship and I’ll write you a wintery ficcie! 

Naughty

“Ha!  Got you this time Oikawa you-”  Yuuji blinks and tries to shake the glitter out of his face.  “You’re not Oikawa.”

“Nope.”  Yuuji runs his hand through his hair and down his face and stares at the silver and blue glitter covering his hand when he pulls it away.  “But I have to admit being a little curious about what he did to warrant this kind of prank.”

“I am so sorry.”  The guy with the now empty bag of glitter bows deeply, face flushing pink and then red in the cool morning air when he looks up and sees the glitter still drifting through the air around Yuuji.  “Oikawa is my best friend and he’s kind of an asshole and apparently so am I seeing as how you’re not him and totally didn’t deserve that.  I am so sorry.”

He hesitantly reaches towards Yuuji and then freezes with a grimace when Yuuji sneezes and glitter flies into the air.

“Tell you what,” Yuuji says seriously and it’s hard to keep a straight face when the guy straightens his back and squares his shoulders like he’s about to go into battle or something.  “I was on my way to the store for something warm to drink.  Come with and buy me a drink and tell about your best friend and I’ll forgive you.  And I won’t seek revenge,” he adds with a grin as he wipes his glittery fingers on his scarf.

“I’m Iwaizumi,” the guy says with a sharp laugh.

“Terushima.”  The turn towards the store and Yuuji nudges Iwaizumi’s side.  “So, about this best friend of yours.”

Iwaizumi groans, face turning red once again, and starts his story.

“Okay.  So, Oikawa, in his infinite wisdom, decided that...”