#haikyuu x filipino!reader

[aeonmnei]

even more filipino haji

imagine him holding your baby cousins or nieces and nephews and they all call him kuya hajime…yeah…that’s good shit

always blesses

will dance cariñosa and sayaw sa bangko with you even if he’s bad at it (super excited on the inside. will have a heart attack every other second though…are his hands sweaty? is he smiling too much? is he not smiling enough? did he lift you too strongly? what if you fall off the bench?)

(he was worried about the wrong person falling off the bench. while he was thinking about this, he missed his footing and fell on his butt.) (he’s fine)

you’ll see him in his pambahay one way or another. ratty ass t-shirt or sando with basketball shorts and tsinelas that he flips up from his foot to catch and point at tooru for dramatics

legs of steel. definitely has those calves and thighs…sigh 💞

doesn’t really like eating whole fish…he likes the fish, don’t get him wrong, it’s just the process of removing the meat from the bone and all. but if you don’t know how to/like taking the meat off the bone, he’ll do it for you. likes the crunchies so if you like the belly or head meat you guys are perfect

before a party, the two of you are probably in a corner of the kitchen rolling lumpia and/or turon. he’s really good at folding the rice paper

walis warrior! if you don’t like sweeping, he’s the man for you

he DEFINITELY smells like katinko in the summer. barely has to put it on cuz he rarely gets bitten but never likes the feeling of even one itchy bite. drown that hoe in menthol!!

awkward pictures alllll the time. he can walk near a sign that says california or something and his mom will make him stand and smile in front of it

his mom also told her friends hajime plays volleyball and then told him to play volleyball for them. “mom it’s not– huh?? i can’t play FOR them, it’s not performative!”

it might be a little annoying sometimes when he comes off as unnecessarily mean or overprotective when he tells you (in a harsh voice) to move away from the road or lock your car doors but he just cares and doesn’t know how to show it

hajime in a barong. that’s it

heyyy @mercuriians enjoy 💪😼

[shwoyo]

๑ tampo & suyo (oneshot)

tsukishima kei x reader

; filo au, fluff, crack (?) ، ⚠️: none

note: random & short lang cause i haven't posted 🤫 medjo ooc si tsuki pero oks kaya yan

©shwoyo, all rights reserved

[kara-records]

Hi! Im a fan of your works especially the Sugawara x Filipina reader and I was wondering how sugawara would react to budots and how he would react when reader is dancing it? I hope its not to much to ask, you can just ignore this🥹

HELLO!! sorry I just recently opened tumblr 😭 it took a while to do this since I'm not a dancer HWUSHJAJSJZ thank you for liking my suga works hehe 🫶

⊱notes: established relationship. fluff. no use of y/n. use of she/her. a non dancer writing about dance… (that's why it's short 🥹).

Meaning of budots

“I don't flatter you enough.”

𖧷 It was a normal Saturday at his place as the Filipina visited Sugawara. With a peck to the back of her hand, he stood up from the most comfortable place in the bed (beside her) and excused himself to the washroom.

To his surprise and confusion, a foreign tune was playing once returned to his room. Sounds oddly familiar but he isn't entirely sure where, Sugawara concludes that it could be music that his girlfriend listens to.

Her phone was set up in front of a stack of his book on top his desk, the screen showing the recording was on.

As the music played, her dancing grew all the more intense, going as far as kneeling down to the floor and rolling her body to the rhythm. Sugawara, in amusement, watched leaning by his doorframe tapping his feet to the beat.

Only when she ended the recording did he make his presence known.

"Mahal¹, what dance were you doing?" The Filipina jumped, "Hala!² Did you see everything?" Sugawara laughed loudly as he walked to her. "Sorryyy." he stopped in front of her, gently pulling her back to his bed. The girl chuckled, "I was dancing budots."

"Who were you going to send that video to, hm?"

"Just my friends in the Philippines, they wanted to do a trend.", the girl smiles, proceeding to give more details about what her friends asked her to do.

The Filipina shifts from beside Sugawara to laying her chin on his chest, "So, what do you think of the dance?". He tucked a loose hair behind her ear with a smile, "You did amazing, mahal."

"Although...", he sighed dramatically. The girl rose a brow, "Although?"

"I wished that dance was reserved for a private audience. Maybe just for me?", he teased, his eyebrows wiggling up and down. Causing the girl that laid in his arms to hit him on his chest. "Baliw ka!³ "

"You know after seeing you dance, I finally understood why Tanaka and Noya go that crazy over a girl."

Mahal¹ = love

Hala!² = Oh my!

Baliw ka!³ = You're crazy!

i feel like if filipina s/o invites suga to watch dance battles, it would be so funny with all his comments in between. treating it like he's the judge 😭

thank you for sending an ask anon! 🫶

[miyamoratsumuu]

UNSENT LETTERS

↳ he was a writer, you were his muse. and every stroke of his pen reminded him just why all he wished for was to be the one to love you until the end of forever. iwaizumi hajime x female reader wc: 864 note: sappy, lovesick hajime. set around the 1950s or so?? not modern times, basically. phones did not exist yet, and traditional courting was all the rage :D

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"how many poems have gone unnoticed? my only wish is to be with you until the end"... now playing, leonora by sugarcane

the relationship between you and hajime was like no other. even though he was only courting you now, he treated you as if you were the only woman in the world.

he picked you up from your house for days together, gave both you and your mother flowers whether there was an occasion or not, and visited you after days of not seeing each other. he would have his guitar in hand, giving you a warm smile as he handed you a flower.

"let me sing for you tonight, gorgeous." hajime would sing you songs of adoration, as each chord he played on his guitar matched his voice perfectly. the looks he gave you as he sang were filled with nothing more than genuine fondness, and you felt it.

on days you and hajime were apart, a letter neatly folded inside an envelope was delivered to your front door. every single letter you've received from hajime were words of his longing and endearment towards you, as he never failed to express how much he truly loved you.

"my love, I hope you've been well. I am deeply looking forward to seeing you again soon."

"no matter how bad the rainstorm, your smile is all I need for clear skies, darling."

"I'm half a man whenever I'm apart from you, my beloved."

he loved sending you letters, it was his love language. if he couldn't put his feelings into words, he was confident enough in his writing skills to express his love to you through ink on a piece of paper.

he did it not only to assure you of his undying love but also to prove to you that he was willing to wait. he was willing to spend his days writing letter after letter for you, as long as you knew him for his affection.

the only pieces of writing he never sends you were his poems. each line is made to rhyme with the previous one as they work together to convey your beauty as a person. he could never send you those, as he considered them keepsakes of the parts of you that you only allowed him to see.

all the while hajime will do anything to prove he's worthy of your love. even if it costs him the rest of his life, he'll do it. he needs you to know that you're deserving of someone who would wait a whole lifetime just to love all of you.

hajime loved you. and if the numerous kisses on the cheek and letters that reply to the ones he sent weren't enough, the look in your eyes was enough to tell him that you returned his feelings. he was confident that you loved him.

that was until your smile began to look dim when you spent your days with him. until the warmth in your gaze whenever you looked at him disappeared. and until you stopped replying to his letters.

the day five of his daily letters went un-replied to, he decided to visit your home. only to find out from your next door neighbor that you and your family moved out a week ago. he felt his heart drop as he heard the news. you left. and he didn't know. how could he? you never told him. the only signs you spared were your painfully obvious distancing of yourself from him.

despite his disappointment, his confidence in you loving him didn't falter. he was drowned in his thoughts. he refused to believe that all the days and late nights you spent together meant nothing in the end.

he continued to write for you. day by day, piles of unsent letters and unheard poems filled the corner of his bedroom, each of the envelopes slowly collecting dust from the outside. each letter still contained his commitment to you, and the hope that you will come back to him.

numerous times, he was told that he had to move on and that he could find someone new. he was too young to be throwing away his life for someone who packed their things and left without a word.

he never listened to them. though, he decided to finally write another letter to you. he promised himself it would be the last one for a while.

hajime signed the letter as he set his pen down beside the piece of paper. his gaze traveled to the farthest end of his desk, and then he stood up and left the room before the portrait of both of you with loving expressions could taunt him longer. the last time he felt your presence was in his dreams, and that was weeks ago.

until when was he going to put up with this? until his heart felt numb and until forever ended. he'll wait, for his own sake. you were the reason long before, and it's still you until today. he isn't planning on changing that.

his last letter now sat on top of the pile of unsent ones. that corner of his room now marked the love that was left in him that he could never give to anyone else. 

hajime's until next time:

GILIW KO & AKING SINTA: two filipino terms for "my love"

both letters say the same thing, the right one is just there in case the one on the left is hard to read:)

a/n: guitar player iwa has been on my mind for AGES??? i HAD to somehow incorporate that into this 🙋🏻‍♀️ also, please excuse my editing skills on the first pic, ahahadhauehdahah

[ugh-tsumu]

POV: You're co-parenting your baby doggo with your ex-boyfriend volleyball athlete (Ushijima Wakatoshi)

[solreix]

random thought pero tsukishima kei as yn's masungit na tindero ng barbecue sa tapat ng bahay nila.

"magkano po isaw?" tanong niya nang nakatitig lang sa mga paninda.

"lima."

napaangat siya nang tingin nang marinig na hindi si aling mayet ang nagtitinda. napanguso siya sa sarili at tumango. "dito sa barbecue?" dugtong niya.

"twenty."

"five na ulit yung isaw, pero twenty na yung barbecue... hmmm..." bulong niya sa sarili.

"alam mo pala presyo bakit nagtatanong ka pa?" masungit na tanong ng tindero. mabuti na lang at walang ibang bumibili dahil halos kabubukas lang nila.

"sungit mo naman!" singhal niya. "malay ko ba kung nagbabago yung presyo. kita mo nga nabago oh, sais 'yan kahapon tapos eighteen 'yung barbecue." umirap siya rito.

syempre, hindi nagpatalo si tsukishima. pairap niya ring kinuha mula kay yn ang limang isaw na hawak nito pati na ang apat na barbecue. "ang takaw mo ah."

"wala kang paki. sumbong kita kay tita mayet. masungit ka na nga, pakielamero ka pa."

"magsumbong ka, nasa likod mo siya."

nanlaki ang mata niya nang tumuro ito sa likod niya. paglingon ay nasa likod niya nga ito at mukhang nakikinig sa usapan nila ni tsukishima kanina pa.

"nag-aaway na naman kayo?" natatawa nitong tanong.

"hello po! hindi po, nang-aaway lang po 'yang pamangkin niyo." lumapit pa siya kay aling mayet. "malulugi kayo sa kaniya, tita. napakasungit ng tindero niyo—malas 'yon!" suhol niya pa.

mas lalong natawa si aling mayet sa kaniya, at tiningnan nang nanunuyang tingin si tsukishima. "ikaw lang naman sinusungitan niyan eh."

"eh?" sinamaan niya ng tingin si tsukishima na namumula dahil siguro sa usok ng iniihaw. "dahil lang naputol ko pambura mo no'ng grade 3?"

ang paghiram niya ng pambura noon ay ang unang interaction nila, at nang ibalik niya ito, sinimulan na siyang sungitan ni tsukishima.

"nako, hindi—"

"ninang kanina ka pa hinahanap ni mama sa loob," putol ni tsukishima. narinig niya pa ang muling pagtawa ni aling mayet bago ibinaling ni tsukishima ang tingin sa kaniya. "ikaw naman, 'wag kang assuming. hindi ko nga maalalang pinahiram kita ng pambura."

"ang sungit." umirap siya, at nang makitang luto na ang isaw ay kumuha siya ng isa. naglagay na siya ng sawsawan niya sa tabi kaya naman kumakain siya habang hinihintay pang maluto ang iba. "eh bakit ang sungit mo? crush mo ba 'ko?"

"susunugin ko barbecue mo."

"uy hindi din-eny!" at sinundan niya pa ng halakhak.

"umuwi ka na nga!"

"teka—"

pumuwesto ito sa likod niya at itinulak siya direkta sa katapat lang, bahay nila. "uwi."

"hindi pa 'ko tapos—"

"ihahatid ko na lang! uwi!"

"hindi pa 'ko bayad—"

sumama ang tingin ni tsukishima, pero hindi mapigilan ni yn na matawa dahil namumula ang buong mukha nito. halatang-halata dahil sa napaka-puting balat.

"ako na. dadagdagan ko pa ng isaw, uwi."

ngumisi si yn. naningkit ang mata niya habang naglalakad patalikod, nakaharap pa rin kay tsukishima kahit nakatawid na siya't hawak na ang gate nila.

sumigaw siya, "ma! may ulam na tayo, crush ako ni sungit!"

napailing na lang si tsukishima.

[atsuwiee]

ushijima “diba sinabi ko umuwi ka na?” wakatoshi.

⋆.✧̣̇˚. | hindi mo rin alam ba’t siya ganito e, basta nalang sumusulpot pag nasa school ka tas late na.

genre: senior!ushijima wakatoshi au, short oneshot, fluff warnings: grammatical errors, not proofread, written in filipino/tagalog

xian’s note: senior ushijima brainrot bc i’m missing my senior crush na mag graduate na hay

“hindi ba sabi ko umuwi ka na?” you hear the familiar voice and look towards it. “oh ikaw nanaman?” oo, siya nanaman. “uwi ka na sabi e, tignan mo mag didilim na tas nandito ka pa” sabi ni ushijima. nasa organization room ka pa, inaayos yung gamit para sa next event, kaya napa-late ka nanaman na uwi.

“eh ikaw ba’t nandito ka pa?” “may training kasi ako, alam mo na ‘yun”

daming eme naman neto sa buhay, you sighed and cleaned up the room muna. “y/n sabay na…” napalingon ka uli, ay org-mate mo lang pala. he stopped sa entrance ng room, standing next to ushijima, he was small compared to him.

“…tayo” he finished what he said napatingin lang so ushijima sainyong dalawa. “sasama na siya sakin,” sabi naman ni ushijima. “huy—?” sabi mo naman tas tumango nalang ‘tong org-mate mo. “ay oh sige, ingat kayo!” sabi niya, tas umalis na rin.

“ba’t mo ba sila tinatakot?” “‘di ko man ah, not my fault they get intimidated by me”

nga naman, ‘di kasalanan ni ushijama ba’t sila natatakot sakanya, napatawa ka nalang. “hatid na kita,” sabi ni ushijima at tuluyan pumasok sa room. “hindi na kaya ko na ‘to, may training ka pa diba?” sabi mo na patanong, he didn’t mind what you just said, acting as if wala siyang narinig.

“akin na bag mo,” sabi niya. “‘di kaya ko na nga ‘to—“ sinabi mo sabay kuha sa bag mo. “sabi ko akin na, ‘wag ka na makulit, hahatid na kita.” sinabi ni ushijima sabay kuha sa bag mo na hawak hawak mo kanina. “dilim na nga eh tas gusto mo umuwi ka pa mag isa” he muttered pero rinig na rinig mo pa ‘din. “sorry po,” sabi ko sabay tawa na rin habang palabas na kami ng school.

“‘wag ka nga nag p-po sa’kin, you’re making me sound old” kontra ni ushijima. “eh mas matanda ka naman talaga sa’kin ah?” sinabi ko, kasama na rin ng tawa. “senior ka na kasi… sus,” you say with a little ‘tsk’ sound.

“you’ll just miss me once i graduate,” sabi niya sabay tawa, he isn’t like this always, pero moments like this always get you hooked onto him. “ma-feeling!” you say with a small laugh.

tinignan ka lang ni ushijima, but his gaze— it was a sweet gaze. mas bumilis pa pag tibok ng puso niya pag nakikita niya ang ngiti mo.

corny niya ‘no? lakas maka haitd sundo sa’yo kala mo jowa mo na. eh wala siguro pakipot lang ‘to o gusto niya pa ng pogi points para makuha naman puso mo.

the laughter died down pero one question stays im ushijima’s mind and that is,

“y/n, pwede ba kita ligawan?”

[kairiscorner]

bc i feel like it . . . guess who's gonna make some haikyuu characters x filipino reader content (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

[deartetsuro]

Coming soon~

(posting so you guys can hold me accountable LOL)

Tags: Fluff. College AU. Pining. Lighthearted jealousy. Reader is DOWN BAD. Delulu reader X Varsity player Tetsuro🥰

₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.please tell him₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

In which...

You have been pining for him for so long because you're a wuss who doesn't know how to tell him 😡

The song follows a delulu girlie who's disgustingly in love with some guy to the point where she goes to the places he frequents just so he'll notice her. (Lowkey stalker HELP 💀)

"Paki sabi nalang sa kaniya na mahal ko siya", meaning "Please tell him that I love him" is sort of like her cry for help lol bc she really can't do it on her own.

[frinnie-frye]

2 is better than 1 ⋆｡°✩ haikyuu filipino smau

ep. 2

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[shewki]

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[aeonmnei]

i had to share more filipino haji from this 😭

hajime is a tapsilog FIEND. if tapsilog has one million fans he is one of them. if tapsilog has zero fans he is dead. to him it is the MOST balance you can get from a meal, especially for breakfast

indulges in karaoke and line dancing, of course! not very good at line dancing (kinda stiff) but is generally proficient in following everyone else. average at karaoke. isn’t the type of guy to bang on his ukulele and start singing lemonade or something but he gets around the 80 score

WILL court you. insists it’s not– no it’s literally courting. he’s going around giving you gifts and helping your family out (while also giving them gifts, may i add). it’s because he thinks courting is just singing and poems and writing letters…spoiler...it's not

has visions of your wedding, your kids, and the house situation the two of you will have 60 years down the road when you guys sing a duet

so yeah he’s a hopeless romantic. doesn’t seem like the type at all but ohhhhh there are a lot of things about him. every gift he gives you has a secret underlying affectionate meaning (no gift is meaningless with hajime) and will he tell you? probably dies on the inside, but NO he won’t fucking tell you because that ruins the romanticism of it all 🙄 

TSISMOSO OHHHH biggest fattest tsismoso. you cannot tell me that he’s besties with tooru and DOESN’T know the tea. not a gossip mongerer obviously but is nosy in a casual way. knows how to recount everything he just heard and WILL tell you if you mention a person he has dirt on

TANNNNN he’s beautiful he’s golden in the sun

points with his lips…obviously

has a plastic cup in the bathroom that tooru took “back” to the kitchen…darling no…that’s the tabo (and yeah they probably have a bidet but it’s also for the tub)

[rinsoap]

trying 2 write a hq x filipino! reader hc but my inspo is soooo low omg

[kara-records]

another sugawara koushi x filipina 🙂‍↕️

Spending moments with your boyfriend (it feels unreal to even call him that) will forever be etched in your core memories. Sugawara Koushi is everything you could ask for in a partner and more. You loved everything about him and with confidence you know he loves you as much, if not more.

One of the many things you absolutely adore about the boy is when he asks you to teach him your language—Filipino. And that's what's happening this certain afternoon. He was asking about endearments and such. Though he had a hard time understanding some words, he'd always push through.

“Hmm...mahal¹ ? Doesn't that mean ‘expensive’?” Sugawara tilted his head, giving you a smile albeit confused with the language. You couldn't help the laugh that came out, causing him to pout at you. “Ang cute mo, Koushi!² ”, you softly pinch his right cheek endearingly. "You're not wrong though, it could also mean that.", you clarified. The setter still pouting but now adorned with a blush, continued to ask, “But really, what does mahal mean?” beaming at him you say, “It means love, mahal ko³.”

As Sugawara processed the information, a wide smile shone on his face. “Mahal.”, says before he pecked you at the lips, a cheeky grin appeared as your face flushed red.

Starting from that moment, without fail, he would always call you love or my love. No matter how much teasing he gets from his team (Daichi and Tanaka to name a few), he does not shy with showing his affections to you.

How could he be embarrassed of you and your relationship? Sugawara Koushi loves you and you love him.

"mahal" = love

"Ang cute mo, Koushi!" = You're so cute Koushi!

"mahal ko" = my love

idk guys i kinda like sugawara ! anw i hope you guys enjoyed it tho it's kinda short 🤷‍♀️

[kairiscorner]

kakainin ko nalang si idol iwaizumi jowa ko na tong fic na to amen

half filo! iwa x filo! reader [v gender neutral] written in taglish [tagalog-english] ; crack inspired by that one video HAHAHAHAH tag yourself, i'm the kid in yellow HAHHAH

you were in the cafeteria with the other third years, sitting beside your bestfriend slash boyfriend, iwaizumi hajime. you were scrolling down tiktok when you saw the video and that's when your eyes sparkled.

"akala mo ba hindi masakit yung pinagsasabi mo sakin?" your tone was enough to stop oikawa, mattsun, and makki eating, not really understanding what you were saying but boy, you looked annoyed all of a sudden.

iwa, as cultured as he is, hasn't seen the video and was confused as well, asking you, "ha? tangina? anong pinagsasabi mo, babe?"

"na patay gutom ako?"

oikawa was mumbling how he couldn't understand while the other two were snickering when they saw your facade kind of crumble. they could see a prank when it happens.

"wala akong sinabing ganon, hoy!"

"ikaw nga, inuulam mo yung kalapati eh!" you said, your eyebrows shooting up as you tried to look annoyed as possible.

iwa, now realizing, furrowed his brows and reached his hand to fling at your forehead. "anong, di ako kumakain ng kalapati, siraulo."

"what the fuck is happening?" same, oikawa, same.

reblog mo lods para masaya

[ugh-tsumu]

Random convos I found on Facebook but make it Haikyuu boys