#haikyuu x filipino!reader

[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

[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]

Intrams Pt. 4 (Atsumu x Student Council Pres.!Y/N)

Presenting to you the passive aggressive tension between the Student Council President and...the piss-haired na pasaway.

More at my Tambay series (exclusive for Atsumu only).

-> pairings. Atsumu x Student Council Pres.! Y/N

-> dedicated to. [gen. tag. Nag-copy paste lang po ako sa existing list ko. Let me know if you want out of this shi] @mirakeul @gayerthanthee @nakizumie @kirakirasaku @riniroulette

-> warning. Written in TagLish

-> note. salamat doon sa isang nag-ask. nagka-inspo tulay me HAHAHA

"Kamusta na?"

Hinihingal ka na umupo katabi ng Treasurer ng student council na ABM student rin. She scooted to the left to give room for you to sit. You sat on her side while wiping off the sweat on your forehead.

"Ahead 'yung TVL. Aggressive maglaro, eh."

The screams from the court took your attention. Kitang-kita mo kaagad sa left side ng court ang TVL Volleyball Male Team na nakasuot ng green jersey. On the right naman ay ang ABM, nakasuot ng itim na jersey.

You glanced at the score, 23-21, in favor of TVL.

"Pang-ilang set na?" You asked while staring at the court this time.

"Fourth."

Makes sense. You glance at the familiar players of the ABM team. Madalas naman silang nagbubulakbol at nagloloko in and out of the court, but once you see them frowning or not cracking up a smile, you can tell that they're pissed.

You could never understand how sports can rile up other people. I mean...so what kung matalo? It's just a game. You would have understand if this were in a professional setting, but it's just for Intrams.

You heard the referee whistle dahilan para mapatingin ka sa kaniya. The crowd shushed as the referee did hand signals na nakalimutan mo na. Whatever it is, you know it's a violation.

"Huh? Anong touch net?!"

Napatayo 'yung ibang audience dahil sa sigaw ni Atsumu. You can't help but also stand to check what is going on.

Malapit ka sa floor kaya klarong-klaro kung paano sumimangot si Atsumu. His brows are furrowed, ears turning red as he took big steps towards the referee. Si Osamu, his twin, ay nasa likod niya na, hinahawakan si Atsumu sa balikat. It seems like he's trying to stop his twin from bursting out to the referee.

"Hindi 'yon touch net! Hindi ko naman nahawakan, ah?!"

"Lagot, na-bad trip na!"

"Naiinis na 'yan. Malapit na manalo ang TVL, eh."

"Kung violation nga talaga 'to, mas lalong lumaki lamang."

Hindi mo marinig ang referee, but you can see him pointing his chest. Nalaglag ang panga ni Atsumu bago iling-iling na iniwas ang tingin. He gave a sarcastic grin before Suna spoke to him. Kitang-kita mo how he mouthed the word tangina while listening to Suna.

"What's happening?" Tinanong mo nalang ang katabi mo dahil 'di mo naiintindihan ang nangyayari.

"Foul, Pres. Touch net daw pero mukhang wala naman kanina."

"Huh? He didn't touch the net!" You accidentally raised your voice out of frustration.

"Kaya nga, eh. Kaya galit si Atsumu. Tumama daw dibdib niya sa net ata."

"But he was preparing for a set. 'Di naman siya nakaharap sa net..."

"'Di, eh! Ang duga, eh!" Atsumu blurted out before giving a glare at the referee before going back to the center of the court.

"Pres!"

Napalingon ka sa kaliwa mo. At first, hindi mo alam kung saan galing 'yung boses pero nakita mo si Aran. Malapit siya sa pole kung nasaan nakatali ang net. Sa tabi niya ay ang nakabangko na team ng ABM.

You raised your brows at him. 'Di ka na nagtangka na magsalita kasi alam mo namang 'di ka niya maririnig sa ingay ng paligid. Ano?

He motioned his hands at you before nodding his head na para bang iniimbitahan ka lumapit sa kaniya.

"Pakibantay ng p'westo ko."

"Ok, Pres."

You walked towards Aran's. He's sitting on the first step of the staircase. May tuwalya na nakapatong sa balikat niya.

"Ano?"

"Dito ka muna. Ibabangko si Atsumu."

Huh?! Kumunot ang noo mo. "At bakit kailangan ko rito umupo?"

Aran clicked his tongue na para bang naiinip dahil nagtatanong ka pa. He stood from his seat, placed his hands on your shoulders to guide you to sitting on his spot. "Sus! 'Wag ka na nga magtanong. Basta diyan ka lang para kumalma 'yon."

"Aran, nandoon na ang upuan ko."

"Okay nga lang—"

"Aran, sub ka raw sabi ni Sir."

You stared at the presence that emerged on Aran's side. Dahil nakatayo silang dalawa ni Aran, Atsumu's and Aran's presence are looming over you. You're not usually intimidated by them despite their bigger frame pero medyo kinakabahan ka dahil alam mong galit 'tong si Atsumu.

It wasn't hard for Atsumu to spot you. Kaagad ka niya tinignan. Nakakunot pa rin ang noo niya, but you could see it loosen up a bit when you caught him staring. Umiwas siya ng tingin bago nagpunas ng pawis gamit ang likod ng palad niya.

"Okay. Diyan ka na sa tabi ni Pres."

Usually, Atsumu would have given out a playful remark pero tahimik lang siyang tumango bago umupo sa tabi mo. You cleared your throat when you felt his sweaty arm sticking to yours.

Naramdaman ata ni Atsumu ang pagka-ilang mo because he scooched closer to his teammate. "Sorry, Pres. Pawisan ako."

Umiling ka bago kinuha ang tuwalya (na galing kay Aran at nilagay niya sa balikat mo). You offered it to Atsumu. "Okay lang. Here. Use this."

"'Wag. Madudumihan ko tuwalya mo."

"That's not mine. That's Aran's."

"Ah..." he only replied before taking it from you. He wiped off the excess sweat on his face before heaving a heavy sigh. Kitang-kita mo pa rin ang inis niya dahil sa pito ng referee sa kaniya. You can tell by how he's glaring at the court.

"Foul daw?" Kahit na obvious na obvious na, eh.

Atsumu only gave a curt nod. "Bulag ata 'yung referee, eh. Tanginang 'yan."

"Baka binayaran ng TVL." You joked which made Atsumu look at you.

His eyes are wide at halatang natawa siya sa sinabi mo. He looked around before slightly pinching your waist. Kung 'di lang talaga nakaupo at wala kang masasagi na katabi, baka gumalaw-galaw ka na sa kiliti.

"Atsumu!" you glared at him para ilayo niya ang kamay niya sa bewang mo. Atsumu bit his lip to stop a smile.

"'Pag ikaw marinig ng TVL, nako! Baka abangan ka sa gate, sige ka! 'Di talaga kita tutulungan, bahala ka d'yan." he taunted in a joking manner.

Umirap ka. "Subukan lang nila. I'm the Student Council President." You said in pride before smirking at him. Atsumu shook his head before trying to pinch you again by the waist.

"Ano ba!" you screamed at him which made him laugh.

"YES!"

Napalingon kayong dalawa sa court. Naghihiyawan ang ABM audience habang nag-aapiran ang mga volleyball players. You immediately checked the score and to your surprise and joy, 24-22!

You stood up at kagaya mo ay tumayo rin si Atsumu. "Sir! Sir, ipasok niyo 'ko! Pasok na 'ko ulit!"

"Sir, si Atsumu raw!" sigaw ni Suna bago tinuro ang direksyon niya.

"Pasok, Miya. 'Wag pa-initin ulo, ah!"

"Oo!" Atsumu replied back before looking at you. Nilapag niya ang tuwalya sa balikat mo. "Pakibantay, ah? Gamitin ko mamaya. 'Wag mo ibalik kay Aran. Tapos pagkatapos ng laro, picture tayo sa stage. 'Wag—"

"Atsumu." You had to stop him dahil tuloy-tuloy na ang pagsasalita niya. "Pumunta ka na sa court. Bilis!"

"Oo, na!"

"Atsumu!" You screamed when he suddenly hugged you. His hug was so tight, you can your body getting squished by his frame. Buti nalang ay nasapak mo ang likod niya. "Pawisan ka!"

"Sorry!" he ran towards the court while chuckling. Lumingin siya sa 'yo at patalikod na naglakad papunta sa p'westo niya.

Atsumu gave a wink before giving you a nod. He turned to Suna this time for pep talk.

[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! 🫶

[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

WOAH WHAT HAPPENED

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[shewki]

ANO BA TO HAJAJAJAHAHAH GUYS PLS AGREE WITH ME NA DATING FB WARIOR SI RINTARO TAS NAG P-POST SYA NUNG MGA TRENDS NA "USA JAPAN KOREA PH" TAS UNG MGA REACT VOTES AHJAHEHSHAHAH KAINISSSS

[rinsoap]

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

[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]

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

[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 🤷‍♀️

[solreix]

hinata shoyo is one heck of a hunk in college. kada lakad niya, hindi talaga mapipigilan ng mga tao kung hindi sundan siya ng tingin. the way his eyes form crescent whenever he smiles, and it is all the time. he smiles all the time, at parang biniyayaan ang lahat ng nakakakita noon.

he was almost literally shining so bright kahit nakatayo lamang siya at naghihintay ng aya kung saan man sila pupunta ng teammates niya.

yet, this comes with disadvantage. kahit na sanay siyang makipag-usap sa tao, he could not help but feel discomfort whenever people would just barge in their classroom para magbigay ng kung ano. he likes the attention, and he understands, grateful even. pero minsan ay naiilang siya.

it's just... he doesn't have the heart to reject everyone, especially as most of them are literally handmade. he could not break their hearts like that.

so his answer? fake dating.

and that's what yn's here for. katulad na lang ngayon. kanina pa siya nakatago sa likod ng pader, pinagmamasdan si hinata na mukhang hinihintay siya para sa usapan nilang kain mamaya. she was just about to go to him when a group of friend went to him first.

"hinata, pwedeng pa-picture!"

she watched as hinata pushed himself from the wall, smiling at them, his typical business smile. "sure," simpleng sagot ng binata.

a sigh escaped her lips. hindi talaga marunong humindi ito. instead of waiting for them to finish, she walked towards the group. hindi pa man siya nakalalapit ay namataan na siya ng boyfriend, well, fake boyfriend. she could see relief through his eyes, making her think that her decision's just correct.

"love, hi! kanina ka pa?" bungad niya nang makalapit.

"sorry, excuse me." hindi na nito hinintay ang sasabihin ng mga babae. instead, he immediately went to her. tila ba automatic ang paghila nito sa kamay niya, at automatic na rin sa kaniyang ibigyay kamay.

"nagp-picture pa kayo," malumanay niyang sabi para hindi mainis sa kaniya ang mga fangirls nito.

hinata shook his head. "i think we've taken enough. and no, halos kadarating ko lang din."

with that, she nodded her head to the girls direction. kita ang inggit, at the same time admiration sa mga mata nito. "una na kami."

the girls could only nod and smile as they left.

"so, kumusta araw mo?"

nakangiti siyang nag-angat ng tingin kay shoyo. she couldn't help but find him cute as he tilted his head while looking at her. nakatalikod pa itong naglalakad para lamang nakaharap sa kaniya.

"masaya naman. kahit pumasok si de mesa." she sighed. "alam ko kasi gusto kong magdoktor, bakit parang audition ng pbb kapag nagtuturo siya?"

shoyo's hearty laugh echoed. "naging prof ko rin yan last year, minsan gusto ko na lang siyang tulugan."

"i know. kung hindi lang malikot mata niya," she replied with a laugh.

their conversation went on as they got out of the campus. dahil late na ang naging labas niya ngayon, halos iilan na lang ang estudyante sa labas. madilim na rin at tanging liwanag na lang ng buwan at street light ang nagbibigay ilaw.

as they talked, her eyes remained on shoyo. it's almost always like this, lalo kung wala itong practice. silang dalawa, kwentuhan hanggang maihatid siya nito sa dorm niya o minsan kapag may oras pa, kakain sila. palagi silang may topic dahil na rin kay shoyo. his days are always interesting.

"nga pala, nag-aaya sila yamaguchi sa linggo. reunion daw lalo kasi aalis na pa-italy si kageyama next week." umpisa nito.

"really? akala ko next year pa siya?"

nagkibit balikat ito. "i guess sa linggo pa namin malalaman." saka ito sumulyap sa kaniya. "well, kung papayag ka."

dito umangat ang kilay niya. "i always tell you na huwag ka nang magpaalam, ayan ka na naman."

"eh..." shoyo frowned. she sighed at the thought of wanting to keep her to herslef as he looked adorable doing so. "gusto ko lang magsabi."

nanlaki ang mata niya nang kumapit ito sa braso niya, at habang naglalakad sila ay idinantay nito ang baba sa balikat niya. unti-unti siyang huminga upang hindi mahalata nito na nahirapan siya.

hinata shoyo, pwede ba kasing totoong akin ka na lang?

she clenched her fist at the thought. "edi magsabi ka. magsabi ka lang para hindi ako mag-alala, pero hindi mo na kailangan ng permission ko." then that's when she remembered. "at isa pa, linggo na 'yon, shoyo."

"noted, madam!" sagot nito, at umalis na lamang bigla mula sa pagkakadantay sa kaniya.

naiwan siyang pinanood ang likod nitong maglakad papasok sa paborito nilang kinakainan. her eyes melted at the sight of his arms pushing the door, waiting for her kahit na nahinto siya sa paglalakad.

sa linggo ang lakad nito.

sabado, tapos na sila.

fake lang naman kasi dapat eh. nagkataon lang na magkaibigan sila ni yachi at siya ang naisip nitong ipakilala kay shoyo. she could not blame the woman kasi she's known not to fall for anyone that easy. bato siya dapat eh.

sa dami ng nagco-commit sa paligid niya, hindi siya nadala. sa ilang bulaklak na naitabi niya, wala namang feelings na namuo.

pero hindi niya inasahang masyadong mainit si shoyo.

of course, she didn't fall easily. she had done her role very well the very first month, even on the second month as his fake girlfriend. pero lintik, mapaglaro talaga si universe.

who would've thought that shoyo can penetrate the walls she built around herself by being her fake boyfriend?

he was bright enough to lighten up her dull world. his smiles could unite the heaven and hell, and whenever he smiles at her, something snaps. his shoulders were strong enough for her to depend on, at hindi niya alam na kailangan niya pala iyon dahi sanay naman siyang dumipende sa sarili niya.

"dalawang sisig po."

her attention went to him when he guided her towards their spot. mabuti na lang at walang masyadong tao dahil kapag tanghali ay hindi bakante ang pwestong ito.

"wait here. bili lang ako lemonade." lord, ngumiti na naman siya.

naglakad muli palabas si shoyo at wala siyang ginawa kundi panoorin na lamang hanginin ang puting t-shirt nito. mukhang uulan pa yata base na rin sa paglipad ng buhok nito.

simula nang marealize niya sa sarili niyang hindi niya yata kayang makitang ganito sa iba ang binata, alam niyang tinamaan na siya. she could not accept the fact that someday he'd hold another's hand. someone's gonna run their hands on his hair, and they would feel the joy of it.

hindi niya pala kaya.

suminghap siya nang bumalik ito at ibinaba ang inumin nila. "sho," she started.

marahan itong ngumiti sa kaniya. "bakit?"

"sa linggo ka aalis. wala na tayo sa sabado." she decided not to beat around the bush.

katahimikan ang naging dulot nito sa kanilang dalawa. tanging hangin paggalaw lamang ng mga nagtitinda ang tanging maririnig habang nakatitig sila sa mata ng isa't isa.

nang hindi niya kayanin ang tingin ni shoyo. bumaba ang mata niya sa lamesa. "anong plano natin?"

"may nagawa ba ako?" finally, nagsalita ang binata.

sa gulat sa sinabi nito, muli siyang nag-angat ng tingin. "wala. what made you say that?"

mukhang nakahinga ito nang maluwag. "ah." he smiled sheepishly, scratching his brows. "i just thought... i did something."

"wala naman. iyon lang kasi 'yung napag-usapan."

"i figured." tumango ito. "actually, salamat pala sa pagpayag. bago ka pa kasi maipakilala ni yachi, kilala na kita kasi madalas ka niyang kasama last year-orgmates pala kayo."

doon siya nagulat. well, of course she knew him dahil player ito, pero hindi niya inasahang kilala rin siya nito noon pa.

"no'ng sinabi ni yachi na ikaw raw yung ipapakilala niya, natakot ako. you looked intimidating dati, like someone who wouldn't even dare to look at me." natawa ito, parang maraming naalala. "si hirugami nga, binasted mo, ako pa kaya? though fake, boyfriend pa rin para sa paningin ng iba."

"pa'no mo nalaman?" hindi niya inaasahang magugulat siya sa mga sinasabi nito ngayon. not that she's mad. pero hindi niya talaga alam na marami itong alam tungkol sa kaniya. sikat ito, gwapo, mabait-he's a literal star, someone to challenge celestial beings, so paano dadapo ang tingin nito sa kaniya?

"hindi naman pinublicize ni hirugami, huwag ka mag-alala. kaibigan ko lang si hoshiumi, so i heard it from him when she found out girlfriend kita." uminom ito. "but, going back, hesitant talaga ako sa pag-alok sa'yo. ikaw na 'yan, ito lang ako-"

"what do you mean iyan ka lang?" she cut him. hindi niya mapigilang magsalubong ang kilay dahil sa narinig.

mukha namang nagulat ito sa naging reaksyon niya. amusement dance in his eyes as he leaned closer. "ang cute mo." natawa ito, at iniunat ang kilay niya. "relax, i'm confident with my skills. with myself, pero sa'yo, noon hindi. pakiramdam ko may kailangan akong i-prove para matanggap sa tabi mo."

"what are you saying hinata shoyo, have you seen yourself?"

shoyo didn't let go of her cheeks. "have you seen yourself?" he retorted.

natahimik siya. una hindi siya makahinga sa mga sinasabi nito, pangalawa, she likes the feeling of his hands on her cheeks too much.

hindi nawala ang ngiti sa labi nito. "pero sabi ko, bahala na. naging selfish din ako eh, kailangan ko talaga."

natawa silang dalawa sa sinabi nito. give it to shoyo to lighten up everything.

"and everything went smooth. hindi ko inexpect na ganito ka pala. ang sarap palang magpaalaga sa'yo, at ang sarap na alagaan ka." marahan itong ngumiti. "pwede ko bang sabihin sa'yo ngayon ang plano ko?"

tumango siya, hindi makapagsalita.

"can i be selfish once again? pwede bang this time, totoo na? can i prove myself to you? pursue you in a way na malinaw sa'yo kung ano ba talagang habol ko?"

she was left dumbfounded for a few seconds. kanina lang hinihilang niyang sana totoo lahat. sana shoyo was also looking at her the way she looks at him. at ngayon, ito ang sinasabi niya.

is she dreaming? is this okay?

"kung ayos lang sa'yo..." ang tanging nasabi niya.

muli, natawa ito. "no, it's your call. everything, basta nandito lang ako."

"do it." pumikit siya. huminga nang malalim, bago muling tumingin dito. "iextend natin. without holding back. this time, no one will hold back."

[mercuriians]

i smiled the whole time i was reading this 😭 LOVE LOVE LOVE

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“sandali,” (wait a minute) iwaizumi used his spoon straw to push yours out from the bowl of halo halo as you were using the straw end, leaving you idiotically sucking on air through the straw before you completely registered what was happening.

you take your mouth of the straw and lightly hit him on the wrist as you whine, "bakit?" (why?)

a deep chuckle leaves his chest as he takes the spoon end of his utensil and starts stabbing the contents of the bowl, "babe, we haven't even mixed it yet-"

"i was taste testing it!" you argued back. all iwaizumi did in response was shake his head and click his tongue, continuing to mix up the bowl.

"you're always so particular about how we eat this," you huff, yet gave in and started helping him break up the toppings into the shaved ice dessert.

it was a hot summer day (arguably the best kind of day to eat halo halo), and you and iwaizumi decided to visit one of your favorite hole-in-the-wall destinations in the city. the owners were immigrants from the philippines, explaining why the resturaunt served the best filo food you've found in japan to date.

best of all, however, was that each summer the small restaurant brought back halo halo to their menu. and their halo halo had everything! what you and iwaizumi loved was that they didn't skimp on all the classic toppings–creamy ube ice cream, rich ube hilaya (jam), gulaman (gelatin), jackfruit, banana, and even crunchy corn flakes to finish it all off.

though your boyfriend's occupation as an athletic trainer meant he closely watched what he ate for the sake of being "healthy"... he could never deny getting a nostalgic taste of his childhood favorite whenever you suggested it during the summer months.

today–even though the owners had about four fans going in the room–it was so hot that the dessert was already starting to melt. getting impatient, you take a spoonful and quickly bring it to your mouth to avoid the evaporated milk from dripping on the establishment's table. (the sugar from the dessert is bound to leave the table sticky if any gets on it, and you wouldn't want to do that to the sweet lola (old lady) and lolo (old man) who ran the place.)

"hey! i wasn't done yet," iwaizumi protests, "you're gonna miss getting all the flavors in one bite, that's the point-"

you hold up a finger to shush him, closing your eyes savoring the taste you haven't had in months. he shuts up and lets you have your moment, but you notice a noticeable lack of clinking–almost as if your boyfriend isn't continuing on his usual halo-halo-eating ritual.

you crack one eye open to see him staring at you. not in a creepy way, but with a soft smile on his face. he had the look of admiration in his eyes... or maybe that was his sweat, you don't know. you open your other eye and tilt your head at him, amused.

"ano?" (what?) you tease, nudging his leg under the table with your foot, "haji, the halo halo's gonna melt, why aren't you eating?–"

"sarap?" (good?) he suddenly asks.

you go to reply "duh" but you're already eating another spoonful of halo halo so it just comes out in a hum, "mmrmh!"

he aimlessly digs his spoon into the dessert bowl a few more times, "y'know, i might just have to let you finish the whole thing-"

"HM? no way, we always share!" you go to prepare a spoonful with as many of the toppings as you can–the way you know he likes it–and hold it up to his face, your other hand underneath to prevent any from dripping on the table, "plus we already paid!"

like a toddler, he turns his face away, still glancing between the spoon and you, an annoying grin on his face.

"... sige!" (go on!) you were not about to let this bowl of heaven go to waste.

he guides your hand holding the spoon back to the bowl and nonchalantly shrugs, "i don't know why i always let you trick me into coming here, the amount of sugar in this is really bad for you-"

you groan at his health-talk, "but since when have you cared about that? it's lola and lolo's halo halo! it doesn't count."

then he laughs...

he's messing with you. now you can tell.

you don't know what he's trying to get at, but despite your frustration, you can't help but laugh a little with him (while eating that spoonful of halo halo for yourself, of course) because his eyes crinkle up as he smiles. the sound of his laugh makes you feel warm inside and you hope that by swallowing down another spoonful of frozen dessert your insides can cool down a bit from the sensation.

"yeah, well..." he starts, running a hand through his short hair, "also i think i could watch you finish this whole thing and i'd be satisfied."

"ano ba? (what the heck?) what are you even saying? did you get heatstroke?" you question before using the straw end of your utensil to sip some of the refreshing concoction in between you two. how could staring at you be better than eating halo halo? on a hot-ass day like this? you fear your boyfriend's gone mad from the heat.

almost as if he can hear your thoughts, he continues, "you look so happy every time you take a bite, you know that?"

you pause sipping from your straw, taken aback by the sudden comment.

he doesn't hesitate to add on, "sobrang ganda mo" (you're so pretty).

that's when you feel heat creep up onto your face, and hastily take another long sip from the cool halo halo, "d-don't be corny."

"i guess it's the nostalgia."

"you haven't even taken your first bite yet, you haven't even tasted-"

"mahal kita." (i love you)

"...... mahal din kita– kain na!" (i love you too– now eat!)

from that, he finally takes a bite of his own, and it's your turn to admire the lovely man that you somehow have the honor to have in your life.