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   iwa's not drunk ! ᵕ̈         iwaizumi hajime x gn reader ˎˊ˗

⋮⋮ ˒ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ 𖥻 ⿻ : walking back home with    ⋮⋮  hajime after a night out ( he is sooo ⋮⋮  not drunk, by the way )

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“look, you’re,” you thought of how to word it, “a little bit more than tipsy—“

“i am not drunk!” iwaizumi interrupted you. there was a short pause as you resisted letting out a chuckle.

“well i never said that—“

“i am not drunk!” he whined.

“hey, you said it, not me—“

“i’m nottt!” he was practically begging now. you found it funny how this 6-foot-something man was desperately trying to convince you he wasn’t drunk, at the same time latching onto you in order to simply balance as you walked down the sidewalk.

he wrapped his arms around your shoulders, and you placed your hands on his bicep as you walked. 

for a second you thought of how intimidating your hajime must be when he’s working as an athletic trainer during the day—big, strong, blunt.

then compare that to now, where he’s a whiny and bumbling mess. only you got to see him like this, on nights like these.

right now, as you held his swaying figure upright in the street, iwaizume was warm—his whole body was radiating heat onto yours, in fact.

he felt like a weighted blanket shielding you from the breeze that rounded each corner of every high-rise—as if it were trying to find the next thrill of the late night, just as you and hajime were shortly before he became too drunk and out of remission.

you approached a crosswalk. hajime snuggled his face into the crook of your neck and departed one of his arms from your shoulders in order to click the pedestrian crossing button.

or, attempt to. you watched as his hand blindly search and hit every area around the button, but never the button itself. you let out a soft laugh before effectively pressing the button yourself.

hajime’s arm returned to where it once was and he lifted his face from your neck.

you turned and watched as his eyes were closed. you could hear the faint sound of him breathing in and out, trying to get the chilly breeze to help sober himself up. 

his lashes fluttered as he struggled to open his eyes now and then, probably to prevent himself from completely blacking out on you.

you saw the subtle sheen of sweat on his face. it reflected the neon colors of all the streetlights and store signs around the crosswalk.

but even among all those colors, you could still notice the reddish dust on his face from the alcohol. 

he looked breathtaking.

you felt a reddish dust appear on your face, too.

you two stood there, even as you heard the pedestrian crossing sign tick away.

   there were signs ᵕ̈         iwaizumi hajime x gn reader ˎˊ˗

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you and iwa never had to formally announce you two were "together" when you were in highschool

everyone just figured it out. there were signs.

like how he always had this hard-set, serious expression on his face

but when he looked at you his features softened up like you were all that was good in the world

or when you were talking to him, he wouldn't pay attention to anything or anyone else, his lips lightly parted since he was in so much of a daze listening to what you had to say

or how people would catch glimpses of his smiling, or even laughing, when you were by his side

only his closest friends had seen those kinds of expressions on his face

anyone else who happened to see it after you came into his life almost couldn't recognize him

people who saw him getting something from the school vending machine always noticed him walking away with two snacks, not just one

but then oddly enough they wouldn't see his best friend oikawa with either of those snacks, so who got iwa-chan's second snack? or did he just eat both of them?

then you'd just so happen to come into one of your classes, finishing up a snack from the vending machine even though you were never seen actually at the thing, so where'd you get that one from?

he'd always exit the school gates wearing two backpacks

one of them was yours

it's not even like you couldn't carry it yourself, but he always took it from you without even offering

he just wanted to be of use to you (and maybe also wanted to show off his strength to you a little bit)

eventually, there was even a small keychain that had appeared on hajime's backpack

one that looked awfully similar to one you had on yours

that one was especially easy to notice though, as both backpacks were side by side on hajime's back every day after school, anyway

during volleyball games, despite how most people were paying attention to his best friend as he set the ball for him to hit over the net, if anyone took a little bit of time to observe hajime in that moment

they'd notice how as soon as the ball lands on the other side of the net, his head starts to whip around. it's almost like he's looking for something, someone

and there you were in the stands, every game, happily clapping and cheering the team on but seemingly focused on only one of the players as they rotated positions around the court

then after those games, there was of course a sea of students mobbing the team, but especially the team captain

but amongst those students, there was one singled out from the crowd, and always seen talking to the team's spiker

and that spiker, so confident and daunting on the court, was for some reason acting all fidgety, and rubbing his hands through his hair and on the back of his neck and along his arms, as he talked with this one student

and as the team left, their student posse in lieu, there the two of you were again, slightly trailing off to the side or not far behind the rest

his team jacket was gone off his back and instead draped of your shoulders

the fabric hung loose sort of like a cape but if someone were really looking, they'd be able to catch a peek of your two hands holding each other gently as the passing wind blows the jacket up now and again

but if some people still couldn’t connect the dots, in the middle of the school year some new student came in as a transfer

rumors floated around that the new kid liked you (not like you were really paying those rumors any mind, you had other... priorities you paid attention to on the day-to-day)

well one day when the school day was over, and everyone was at their lockers, getting ready to go home

iwa placing his hand on the corner of your locker door, so that when you get back up from getting something from your bag on the ground you don't bump your head

when the new kid approaches you and complements you and asks if you want to go out with them sometime that weekend

that poor soul, those who knew and overheard from their lockers already started giggling and chuckling

and in a way that set the record straight for anyone else who wasn't aware, you politely declined,

"i'm sorry, but i'll have to refuse. i'm already going somewhere this weekend!"

and as you say that, your bag is already being picked up by your boyfriend–who never lets you lift a finger on your watch, of course

he stands up shouldering both bags with ease, towering over the dejected new kid,

"c'mon babe let's go, we'll miss the train. and i'm buying you a new outfit for our date saturday, no?"

you two never had to flaunt it, but that alone was enough to make it clear as day as the news spread before monday morning homeroom: "l/n and iwaizumi are official, they went on a date last saturday. aren't they the cutest?"

Nothing's gonna hurt you, baby

A/N: the title inspired by Cigarettes after sex’s song because I was listening to that as I wrote lol, but um, I hope you like this! I’m really bad at comforting people irl so I don’t know how I did in writing

ps: I literally have an exam week coming up, most of them being subjects I have no idea wtf we’re doing but look at me writing a comfort fic for failing exams instead of studying for them

pairing: Iwaizumi x reader

genre: fluff and comfort

warnings: one swear word?? I think?? also it’s 2.2k, first time I was able to write something this short hehe

synopsis: A failed exam had you stressed out of your mind, thank god your boyfriend is always there to pick you back up.

repost cuz tumblr went no ❤ and it didn’t show in the tags

You knew you had failed your exam when your teacher gave you that look. You knew it when they smiled softly as they placed your paper in front of you, giving you a sympathetic pat as they told you to just study for the next time.

Study for the next time. What an insult, you thought. As if you hadn’t studied for it, as if you didn’t give it your best and still failed. Your teacher didn’t seem to agree, though, when they smiled and walked past you, not giving it a second thought as they walked away.

Some of your friends came to you to check and compare your grades or to see if you did any of the questions right that they had wrong. Well, you hadn’t. Feeling the urge to cry surfacing on your mask of ‘I didn’t study enough, I guess, I’ll do better the next time’ smile, you bit your lips anxiously, trying to pull yourself together.

It wasn’t the time or the place to cry. You gave your paper back to your teacher, excusing yourself for the bathroom to get some fresh air and free yourself from the suffocating questions of ’what did you get? Ah, I did that wrong, too! Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll do better next time.’

The tears you had been suppressing started to overpower you, the stinging in your eyes felt unbearable, and you finally let go, letting yourself cry, letting the demons in your mind whisper you the things you didn’t want to hear.

A sob shook your shoulders, just as you saw Oikawa walking down the corridor, and you quickly hid behind a door. You liked Oikawa, you were close, but he was closer to your boyfriend, Iwaizumi, and you knew he would tell him, and it would get complicated after that.

He stopped when you hid, looking around suspiciously to see what that was. His brows furrowed, eyes narrowing, and you were sure he was going to find you.

You didn’t expect him to, however, suddenly pull his phone out with a scared look in his eyes and cry for help in a whiny voice. “Iwa-chan, help me, I just saw a ghost!”

***

2.07 a.m.

You were going to wake up at 6 a.m, and you had to go to sleep quickly, but you couldn’t. Not with all these thoughts consuming your mind, making it impossible for you to do anything but panic.

Sometimes, things just didn’t go the way you wanted them to go. How much you studied, whatever you did, it all just kept going downhill, and it felt like you would never be able to catch up again.

You had to study. More, apparently. Even more and more and more, and it was never enough. Were you not smart enough? Why weren’t you enough? Why could everyone else do it, and you couldn’t? You had to do good with these! You couldn’t afford to fail if you wanted a future, right?

You felt tears of frustration form in the corner of your eyes, but you had to get it together. Crying won’t change anything, you told yourself, you should be studying instead.

You had avoided Iwaizumi that day, knowing you would either break down crying the second you saw him or do something as embarrassing. Even if you didn’t, he could always tell when you felt down, no matter how you tried to hide it, and you didn’t want him to know how pathetic you were feeling.

But most of all, you were afraid, afraid he will think the same things as you and everyone else did. You knew he wouldn’t, it was an irrational thought, but you still couldn’t help but be afraid.

Still, you had missed him, oh, how much you had missed him. A part of you wanted Iwaizumi there, right beside you, to hug you, tell you it was okay, that you were good enough, that there was nothing wrong with you, and he loved you.

A ’ding’ came from your phone, making you jump in your place and waking you from your thoughts. You lazily reached for your phone, but before you even got to see the text, a knock on your door made you stop instead.

Your brows furrowed. It was 2 a.m for god’s sake, who the hell was knocking on your door at this hour? You waited a few seconds, thinking the person was gone but jumped in surprise when you heard the knocks again, this time slightly harder.

“Okay, okay- I’m coming!” You muttered angrily as you stomped towards the door, not expecting to see your boyfriend standing there when you opened the wooden door.

“Hey, baby.” He smiled, the charming smile he learned to do from Oikawa, instantly causing your heartbeat to pick up. You didn’t know what happened, you had meant to smile and greet him back, but before you knew it, you were already between his bulky arms, crying with sobs that shook your body.

He, however, seemed to have expected this reaction, his arms wrapping you and pulling you to his chest immediately. He was cold, his hands chilly and face slightly red because of the cold, but he somehow still felt warm, lost between his arms, you felt warm, warmer than you had ever felt in a long time.

It felt odd how relieved you were to have him there, you felt like he was all you needed, like it was all going to be all right if he was there next to you, supporting you.

“Shh, baby,” He whispered to your hair as if he had read your mind. “It’s okay.”

You weren’t sure just how long you stood there, between his arms, crying everything you felt out, him whispering soft words at you, and it felt both like an eternity and a second, and by the time you had stopped crying, he was already warmed up.

He could tell when you started to calm down a bit, now left with soft sighs and occasional sobs. “Are you feeling better?” He asked, pulling back slightly to look at your face.

You shook your head, only then noticing the paper cup and the paper bag he had in his hand, a sweet and bitter coffee smell coming from them. He noticed you looking, smiling softly. “I bought your favorite coffee and that shitty cookie you like.” He explained, his cheeks tinting a slight pink when you looked at him with wide eyes, shock written in them.

“Hey, don’t look at me like that, I’m capable of doing things like this, too. I am a good boyfriend!” He protested with a frown, making you laugh. “I didn’t say anything.” You told him with a mischievous smile, and ever the honest man he is, it didn’t take long for him to sigh.

“Oikawa told me you felt down today at school and gave me… tips.” He admitted, the pink of his cheeks slowly turning to red. “Tips?” You repeated, trying to hold your laughter in, but he noticed, his frown growing.

“Yeah, he told me to buy ice-cream, that idiot, is he not aware of the fucking weather? So I bought your favorite coffee and cookie, instead.” He kept talking. Iwaizumi was never the one to talk much, but he always rambled so when he was embarrassed. The way his jade green eyes wandered over your face, you knew he tried to tell if you would’ve preferred the ice-cream.

"I like this much better. I was cold, anyway.” You muttered, aware of the smile he tried to suppress. He sent you a glance before he sat on your couch, his eyes looking at you as if he expected you to sit next to him, which you did. Biting your lip anxiously, you settled on the place next to him, not expecting him to throw his arm around your shoulder and pull you back into him, not that you complained, of course.

You inhaled his smell, the familiar scent of pine and a whiff of mint calmed you in a way you didn’t expect. “Will you tell me what happened?” The question caused your anxiety to rise almost immediately, and he was aware of that, too.

“You don’t have to, you know."

"I do.” You answered, once again burying yourself in silence, trying to gather the courage, and he knew it, not pushing you and giving you time, his hand caressing your hair softly.

“I failed another exam today.” You whispered, your voice strained and a lump forming in your throat. You kept talking when he didn’t, his silence comforting you. “Sensei told me to just study for it next time,” you spat the words, chuckling darkly. He knew how much you had studied for it, how hard you had worked.

He was the one who reminded you to eat, to sleep, to drink something and brought coffee and food, after all. He was there when you cried because of frustration, because of how tired you were, he was there, holding you between his arms as his heartbeats lulled you into a much-needed sleep.

And he was here once again, and that comforted you more than anything else could.

“I worked so hard, Iwa!” You suddenly exclaimed, feeling the tears forming once again. Maybe you hadn’t worked hard enough, or even you hadn’t worked at all and- “I know, baby.” He told you, silencing the whispers in your mind.

“You worked well, worked so hard.” He kept talking, his deep voice not letting you think anything else but his words. “You gave it your all.” It was such a nice feeling to have your hard work accepted, even though it hadn’t given a result, it felt comforting to know he knew just how much you studied instead of saying you’ll do better, work harder as if you hadn’t given it your all.

“Then- then why didn’t happen? Why did I fail when I gave it my all?” You sobbed, nuzzling your face to his chest, focusing on his breaths. “I don’t know.” He simply stated the words you needed to hear.

I don’t know. Somehow, that felt better than the cheesy excuses everyone kept telling you.

“But you can’t beat yourself up like this.” He went on, pulling back slightly to look in your eyes. “I know it feels like everything’s falling apart, or that you studied all that for nothing, but it’s not. Exams aren’t the things that define you or your intelligence. They aren’t as important as people tell us, hell, I can’t even remember what I did wrong on the last math exam, and I had failed at that one. I’m pretty sure I would’ve remembered at least one thing if it was important.”

You shook your head, not able to accept his words. “They are important, Iwa. They are what defines our future, and I- I failed-”

“No,” he told you patiently, “they aren’t what defines our future, you do. It’s just a shitty piece of paper, nothing more. I know you’re disappointed, okay? I know what you’re feeling, and I know you want to do nothing but study, don’t eat or sleep, and just fix this, but I can’t let you.”

“I can’t let you do that, I can’t let you hurt yourself like this.” The way his green eyes looked at yours with worry, it was all you needed to pull yourself back together. He was there, wasn’t he? Nothing could go bad or hurt you when he stood next to you.

Just a shitty piece of paper, you thought of his words, chuckling slightly, and he felt his heartbeat pick up, the weight on his chest of seeing you like that lifting slowly. “Okay,” you whispered, you smile growing bigger and bigger.

“Did you eat today?” He asked, sighing when you shook your head side to side. “Eat your cookie.”

You nodded, taking a bite and forcing him to take one, too, laughing at how he crinkled his nose when he tasted it. “How do you eat this?”

You shrugged and took another bite, the hunger you suppressed the whole day once again making itself noticeable. “Can you stay the night?” You asked as you took a sip from your coffee, almost spitting it back out when his eyes widened with shock, cheeks reddening. “I- I didn’t mean it that way!”

“I know,” he laughed, although his cheeks were still bright red. “I can stay."

"Thank you.” You told him with a smile, and he could swear he knew he would do anything to see that smile on your lips for the rest of your life, from coming at your door at ice-cold weather at 2 a.m. to jumping off a bridge.

So he smiled back, eyes closing and drifting in a deep sleep as you lay on the top of his chest, feeling safer than you had ever felt.

of red things like an earphone or a thread

Synopsis: you meet a little boy who lost his big brother's earphone, crying because he's sure his brother will get mad. You decide to look for it together, not expecting to find something- or rather someone else instead of the red earphone, although tied with a red string.

Pairing: Iwaizumi x fem!reader

Honorable mentions: soulmate au, female reader, cursing once or twice, children, 1.8k words, fluff, (K/N) stands for kid name lol

One last wave at your friend and you stepped out of the warm cafe to the cold, rainy winter afternoon. 

The wet wind hit you square in the face as the glass door closed behind you, and you knew you were going to get wet. You already knew it was going to rain that morning when you left your house, but you were too lazy to take your shoes off and get your umbrella. I'm not afraid of getting a little wet." You had thought to yourself like an idiot. Though it was true. You weren't afraid of getting wet under the rain, not, however, a big fan of walking through a goddamn storm. 

You sighed, knowing it was your fault, and you were glad you had at least thought of wearing your good old ski jacket. Closing the hood of your jacket over your head, you wore your earphones and started walking. 

~~~

cold, cold, cold, cold

Only halfway through walking, the cold was all that was on your mind. You didn't even have money on you since you had forgotten your wallet back at the cafe (your friend had texted you they had it and would give it to you the next day), so you couldn't even ride a taxi for the rest of the long walk.

Hopping over puddles of water and mud, you were practically sprinting your way back home, not stopping for any obstacle and wanting to go home as soon as you could. 

Float like a Cadillac, sting like a Beemer, you thought to yourself, laughing when the image of Lightning Mcqueen came to your mind. I won't stop until I reach home, not even if Jesus himself stood before me- 

You stopped just as the thought crossed your mind, eyes focusing on the small body kneeling in front of a wall, face hidden behind short, chubby fingers, and body shaking with soft sobs. 

Your brows furrowed in concern when you noticed the kid had nothing but a shirt on, the shirt already wet and sticking to his body. "H-hey," you turned to the kid, afraid of scaring him into thinking you were a murderer. You got a little closer to the boy, also kneeling when he seemed not to have heard you, still sobbing into his hands. 

"Hello?" You touched his freezing arm as softly as you could, pulling it back whenthe boy flinched, abruptly springing to his feet. You watched him as he wrapped his arm around himself, lips near purple and lashes wet with tears and the pouring rain. He couldn't be more than seven, you found yourself thinking as you stared into his oddly familiar olive-green eyes. You felt your heart stopping as the wide eyes stared back at you, reminding you of someone you dearly longed for and missed. You could swear you had seen that harsh gaze and the way he tilted his chin up with pride before, so familiar, yet strange.

"Excuse me," he muttered between chattering teeth, wiping the tears off his face, even though newer ones filled their places nonstop. "Did you- did you see a red earphone coming here?"

"A red earphone?" You repeated, and he shook his head violently. "Yes! Did you see it?" 

You bit your lip as you tried to remember if something like that had caught your eye, watching a new wave of sobs engrave him when you shook your head no apologetically. 

"I'm sorry," you muttered. "Did you lost it? Is that why you're- well, here?" The little boy wiped his tears with the back of his hand, nodding, still looking back at you with those green eyes, now even brighter with tears. 

"Okay, okay, look, first calm down a little, aren't you cold?" You asked as you started unzipping your jacket and shook it off your shoulders. You smiled at him when he didn't answer your obvious question, averting his gaze with a proud, stern look.

He took the jacket without contest, watching his hands as you dressed it over him. Wind howling in your ears, you were left only with a sweatshirt, a wave of shiver running throughyou when the wind howled even louder, the rain already wetting your heair and making it heavier. A curt nod was the boy's thanks, faintly smiling when you gave him a reassuring one. 

"Let's take you home, okay? You'll catch a cold if you stay out in this cold when you're wet." Your words had seemed to take a wrong affect on him, since he quickly pulled himself away from you with a new round of tears gathering in the corners of his eyes.

"No, no- I can't!"

"It's okay, you can buy a new one and-"

"No, please- my brother will be so angry if he learns I lost it, I can't go home!" The little boy started to unzip your jacket off him with panic clouding his mind when he thought just how mad his brother was going to be. He could already vision the furious look when his brother figured it, swearing he would never lend him anything again. 

"Hey- hey, stop," you caught his cold hands between yours before he could shake off the jacket. "Okay, we won't go home, but let's look for it together, all right?" You offered, trying to bargain with him and stay with him until you could convince him to go home. 

"Okay." He agreed, eyeing you with soft suspicion but still walking beside you as you started to walk the way back.

After what felt like a whole day but was only an hour later, you had noticed just how many red things one could find if they looked around. 

Even if you averted your eyes to your hands, there it was, a bright red thread hanging from your finger. But this was the day you had come to hate the many- many red things that littered the surface since each time you saw a glimpse, and it was never the red earphone (K/N) was looking for and made him cry even more. 

You didn't have it in you to tell him even if you did find the earphone, no way it would work since it was raining nonstop for hours now, either. So you swallowed your sense of cold and went on looking with the boy, telling him funny stories, listening more from him. 

You had no idea why your heart missed a beat each time he spoke of his older brother -how old are you, miss? Woah, really? Then my brother is only e year older than you!- how you found your tummy hurting with how hard you were laughing as he kept telling you a funny thing that happened to his brother and his best friend. 

"He seems like a- well, nice guy." You muttered as you threw the red bottle cap you spotted on the ground to the trashcan. "He is!" The boy answered with sparkles in his green eyes, "my brother is the best!"

"That's nice." You smiled, chuckling when he went on. "He is the strongest, the coolest, smartest guy ever!"

"He does sound really cool. But also seems like he has some anger issues." You muttered as a joke, not expecting him to frown immediately. "He will be furious with me." He bit his lip, your eyes widening when you noticed the tears in the corner of his eyes. 

"Hey, no- I'm sure he'll understand!" You tried to reassure him. "Your brother sounds way cooler to get angry about a red earphone." You smiled, patting his head, laughing when he sniffed. "Really? You think so?"

You thought you were reassuring him. A white lie was all it was, but then, why did it feel so real? Why did it feel like the truth, despite not even knowing who the said guy was?

You hummed. "I'm pretty sure." 

"Okay then, I think we should go home." You smiled, nodding and letting him lead you as he pulled your thread-free hand.

"We're here." He sighed, meddling with his fingers as he stared at his house door. "Can yku, maybe stay with me as I tell him?"

You had opened your mouth to answer before a loud call of the little boy's name made you both jump in your places. You turned around to see where the stomping sound came from, eyes meeting the tall figure running his way to you. 

"Th- that's my brother." The boy gulped, and you did the same as you watched the also wet boy coming towards you.

You quickly noticed his eyes weren't on you but the little boy standing next to you, and you bit back the urge to hide the boy behind you from his seemingly furious brother.

"Where were you?!" He shouted, his big hands running over the small face and body to check if he was injured or not, pulling the boy into a tight hug as the man took deep breathes of relief. "I was so worried- so worried, you hear me? I've been looking for you for hours!" The tall man spoke into the hug. "What were you thinking, disappearing like that?"

"I- I didn't mean to worry you." (K/N) whispered to his brother's hair, hugging him even tighter, burying his face to hide his tears. "I was- with this lady... she was helping me."

You felt your heart skipping a beat when he mentioned you, making his brother break the hug and look at you instead. "Helping you? Helping you with wha-" You watched his eyes widened as he finally got the chance to look at you, and you knew he was the owner of the green eyes your heart seemed to long for. 

"Y-you-" he stammered, chest rising and falling as if he had just run a marathon, but you weren't any better. You could feel your face, your whole body heating up, the thought of hypothermia you just had in your mind a few minutes ago now turning into cursing the global warming.

You watched him as his green eyes wandered down to your hand that stood awkwardly next to you, following the red thread hanging from your pinky to his.

Never in your life had you seen the end of the string, you smiled at the thought. It would always blend in with the world, disappearing into the void, and you had tried to follow it to the end countless times, too eager to find your soulmate, to see where it tied your fate to, failing each time. 

But now, you felt your hands shaking with the overwhelming sense of being able to follow it to the end, the end where it was only a few meters away from you, where it tied to the large hand that reached at yours without even thinking.

It felt warm and safe as you touched his hand, both of you smiling uncontrollably.

"You look cold." He spoke the first time to you, but it felt like you had been together forever, like you knew him as well as you did yourself, not feeling the slightest bit of awkwardness.

"I am cold." You giggled, and you could see how it only then occurred to him that your jacket was hanging on his little brother's shoulders, and you stood there wet and shaking with only but a sweatshirt. The green eyes you would find yourself admiring from then on widened with concern, quickly shrugging his jacket off and wrapping you with it.

"Here, wear this." He muttered as he zipped it as far as he could, making you both giggle. 

Maybe it was an odd day to meet your soulmate, you thought, probably not the best, too, since both of you were wet from head to toe, hair sticking to your face, shivering from the cold, and probably a mess (and sick the next day). But however it was, you wouldn't change it for the world.

~~~

You got a red earphone next year in secret santa.

Hajime got a red earphone next year in secret santa, too.

A/n: if you made it this far, thank you for reading! Here's a lil ❤ for u. Funny thing, this red earphone thing is real lol, it happened to me a few days ago!! But it didn't end with me finding iwa, no no, we couldn't find neither iwa nor the boys red earphones and I dropped him back to his home.

hi baee congrats on 600 !! 💖 for your event, i like that i give good advice to my friends plus iwaizumi <33 thank you 🥺

A/N: baby baby hi!!! I hope you like this muah

genre/warnings: fluff, mutual pining, kissing at the end, one (1) curse word I think

"Helloo," you chime as you pull a chair next to the table your friends are sitting. 

"Y/N! Talk of the- ah!" Oikawa groans when Iwaizumi elbows him on the ribs. "I meant, just the person I wanted to see!"

"Hey, Y/N." Iwaizumi answers almost immediately, burying himself in silence right after. Your gaze trails over him suspiciously. Both of them are in their training clothes, they must be grabbing a coffee before the training, you think. Iwaizumi looks a little tenser than usual today, you notice, your eyes watching him fidget.

"What were you talking about?" You ask with a smile you hope is neutral and not curious, your eyes still watching Iwaizumi's every move. You smirk when he fidgets harder.

Oikawa notices your eyes on his friend, a grin finding his soft, plush lips. "How's your day going, love?" Oikawa grins at you, knowing how much you (secretly) love the pet name. You're about to answer before you realize he has dodged your question.

Your eyes narrow for a second, catching the brunette's attempt on changing the subject that's loosely hanging in the air between him and Iwa. Your gaze locks on the said boy- he's not looking at you, though, his olive eyes watching his fingers hold a tempo, his lips pressed together gruffly. 

"It's fine," you answer, a sly smile sitting on your lips right after. "Yours?"

"Amazing, this thing happened today-" Oikawa starts to explain yet another interesting (not likely) thing that happened to him that day, but your focus isn't on him. 

"And yours, Iwa?"

"Hm? Fine." He answers, but Oikawa's smile says it wasn't exactly fine. "Aw, Iwa, don't be shy now. Tell them what's on your mind."

"Shut the fuck up!" Iwaizumi glares at the brunette, but the cat's already out of the bag. "Oh?" You say, sharing a secluded grin with Oikawa. "Is there something bothering you, Iwa?"

"Yes, there is. He needs advice." Oikawa answers before Iwaizumi can deny it. "And you always give the best advice! I've been trying to convince him into asking you for some, but dear Iwa doesn't want to bother you."

"Bother me?" You repeat with a giggle. "Of course not, Iwa, you're one of my best friends! You can always come to me when you want to talk. Besides, I like being the advice friend."

Iwaizumi looks persuaded, although that doesn't stop him from sending Oikawa an icy glance. 

"Okay, okay." The boy laughs. "I'm leaving you two to it."

An awkward silence follows the brunette's leave, now both of you holding a nervous tempo with your fingers. It quickly turns into an improvised song, which Iwaizumi messes up, making you laugh. 

"If you want advice about tone-deafness, I'm not sure how to help."

That seems to soften his tense shoulders a little, the thin line that's his lips breaking into a smile.

"No, but I might have to come for that again, sometime." He jokes with you. 

"So," you say after another minute of silence. 

"So," he repeats. " I have a problem."

"So I heard."

"It's about- erm- someone." He concludes. 

"Someone?"

He nods. "Someone- I might have- I like."

"O-oh!" You exclaim, your eyes widening and fingers clenching. oh. 

"Yeah." He shrugs, seemingly more relaxed now that the worst part is over. "I like them a lot, actually."

"Oh, that's- that's nice." You smile, and now it's your turn to avoid his eyes that are watching your each and every move. "Yeah, but I'm not sure, well, if they like me."

"Hm," you furrow your brows. "I think everyone has a little doubt in their minds when they like someone. But is there any reason you think they might not like you?"

"Well," he starts, shrugging. "They might be thinking of me as a friend rather than- yeah. We're friends and, and I didn't even mean to catch feelings but they're so nice and so cute, so-"

He stops his rambling when you chuckle. "I'm sure they like you back, Iwa."

"Do you really?"

"Yeah! You're the most amazing guy I know, and anyone is lucky to have you by their side, I'd say. And I'm sure they, even more, since I already know how you can get when you take a liking to someone."

"Hm?" He raises his head. "How do I get, then?"

"Well, first of all, you get really protective." You chuckle. "Like a lot. Not in a bad way, though I think it's pretty cute. It makes you feel safe when near you. You start letting yourself go a little more, make jokes that are way funnier than Toorus'-" he chuckles at that, "And you're just- anyone you make them feel like this, I'm sure they'll reciprocate your feelings."

He watches you with a quirked brow, mouth slightly agape as you realize, finally realize what you had just said. "I- of course, I don't mean-"

"You don't?"

"I mean, I do- but-"

He grins, making you stop trying to talk when you very obviously can't. "Well, Y/N," he leans a little forward with a regained confidence. "Do I make you feel like that?"

You stay silent for a few seconds, and his smile must be contagious since you're unable to suppress yours any longer. "If I say yes, what will you do?"

"If you say yes," he leans even more to you, his lips ghosting over yours, eyes locked on them, "I'll kiss you."

"And if I say n- hmph!" Your words are muffled before you can finish the sentence, and you're glad he takes a stop at this torturous teasing you had been making. "I don't-" he heaves, taking pride in the way you do too when he pulls back, "I don't think you'd say no, Y/N."

"But that's-" he's once again grazing your lips softly. "That's some advice." He grinns.

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THE MANEATER CHAPTER THREE: von dutch

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Iwaizumi shakes. The ladder beneath him rattles. He looks down, and glares.

She has one arm hooked loosely around the ladder, looking like she's given up on holding it steady in favor of scrolling mindlessly through her phone. And he gets that feeling he always gets when he looks at her. His blood gets hotter, and it rushes through him faster.

"What are you doing?" he barks down at her, hands still above his head, halted in their task of replacing the lights above the DJ booth.

She doesn't look up from her phone. "Trying to Google if you'd die from this height if I knocked you over."

"You're not funny," he tells her.

"You're not my target audience."

He locks his jaw. "Can you just hold the goddamn ladder? I'm doing you a favor, brat."

And she groans, as if this is some big inconvenience for her, making a big show out of pocketing her phone and gripping the sides of the ladder with both hands. She looks up at him through her eyelashes. Iwaizumi swallows. "There, are you happy?"

He doesn't respond, just turns his attention back to the lights above his head, and is grateful for the silence.

Even if it lasts for just a second.

"Your friends are coming to see me tonight," she says from below him, tapping the tips of her nails against the metal of the ladder. "I think they like me more than you."

"If you shut up while I'm up here, I'll give you twenty-five-hundred yen," Iwaizumi tells her through his concentration.

She sighs. "I couldn't accept money from you. I know you need it to buy your six-hundred identical black compression shirts and your daily dose of creatine supplements.”

"Is there no one else here that can do this? Like it has to be you?" Iwaizumi snaps down.

"Unfortunately for you protein powder, I'm the only other one here this early," she tells him, leaning up against the ladder in a way that makes it rock slightly. He jolts. "Takes a lot of prep work to hit the shuffle button."

Iwaizumi smirks, and takes a moment to look down at her. "That one really got to you, huh? Insecure about your career choice?"

She scowls up at him. "I don't think you have room to be talking, new hire club bouncer whose name I can't remember."

He shakes his head, and returns his gaze back up. "You know my name."

She doesn't say anything in response. Iwaizumi can't see her, but he's sure she's rolling her eyes.

When the lights are fixed and replace, Iwaizumi removes his hands from the ceiling, steadying himself against the ladder. She moves away without prompting and crosses her arms over her chest. "There. Your stupid light's fixed."

"Thank you, sir valiant," she snarks, and now she's definitely rolling her eyes. "You can put the ladder back where you found it."

Inexplicably, Iwiazumi feels smug.

extras!

full credit & thank you’s to @causenessus and @wyrcan who brainstormed the ladder scene they are smart and funny and the best and they have 1000% inspired me to write this chapter & i would not have come up with that scene without them <3 (ily guys simmering)

last time bokuto drank too many vodka redbulls he stayed over the apartment and threw up all over the couch

omi didn’t come out of his room for three days

bokuto LOOOVESSS party rock anthem cannon u can’t take that away from me

yn has been calling iwa “protein powder” in her head ever since she saw him order it in coffee

she has not once never called him or referred to him by his name and he has not done that to her either

mattsun has no interest in hooking up with yn

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being on uni break (no structure to my life) in winter (seasonal depression era) has lead to me regressing to my youth. started and finished a 105,691 word fic in one day, just because i didn't have plans

i ate it up though, of course.

(not that anyone asked but it was Conquering the Great King by Suggestive Scribe. An Iwaoi AU. much hornier than i thoguht it would be. I thought it would have smut, but like, a reasonable amount. but GOOD LORD these guys fuck like NOBODIES business. any chance they got. and it was so well written too. incredible stuff 10/10. the last 2 chapters had me reading lines from the bottom of the screen so i didn't unintentionally spoil it for myself.)

Haikyu Boys respond to the text ,"I want a baby"

Featuring : Kuroo, Oikawa, Ushijima, Bokuto, Kenma, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Tsukishima, and Iwaizumi

(These r so fun to do)

Haikyu Boys respond to you texting them,"You're Pretty"

Featuring: Oikawa, Ushijima, Iwaizumi, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Bokuto, Kenma, Tsukishima and Kuroo

(I'm always up for doing other characters and a part 2, so please request them and/or other text prompts if you'd like!)

Haikyuu Boys responding to ✨noods✨

Featuring: Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Kenma, Kuroo, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Tsukishima, Bokuto, Ushijima, and Tendou

18+ I guess?? It's not too suggestive per se

Haikyuu Boys x Reader

I don't even know how to title this one, it's the one tiktok texting trend where someone accuses their s/o of being in someone else's car and sends them a pic of a cockroach instead. That's literally it.

Featuring: Tanaka, Bokuto, Tsukishima, Tendou, Ushijima, Kenma, Kuroo, Oikawa, Nishinoya and Iwaizumi

Haikyuu Boys but as things my brothers have said

Kuroo- *struggling with homework* "Calculate the trajectory of my foot up your ass, bitch"

Sugawara- "Gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss, and then gaslight again 💅"

Hinata- "Wait, ice cream is supposed to go in the freezer and not the fridge?"

Kageyama- "There's gonna be people there? EWWW"

Terushima- "I'm a slut for Costco pizza"

Bokuto- *pointing to BTS poster* "omg is that Dylan O'Brien??"

Atsumu- *gets kicked in the balls* "OH MY GOD, MY UVULA"

Kenma- "I'm playing animal crossing and this bitch won't get off my island, I'm gonna whack her with my net"

Sakusa- "Shit just hit the fan and life had taco bell"

Tendo- "I'm going to commit arson with a magnifying glass"

Ushijima- "am I feeling emotions? Yes. Do I want to express them? Never"

Oikawa- "damn, look at Ryan Reynolds ass in that frame- no, seriously, LOOK"

Iwaizumi- "if I hit him hard enough over the head, do you think it'll shake his brain back into place? Hopefully it will end our suffering."

(Fun fact I only remember these, because everytime one of my brothers says something funny, I have to write it down in my phone so I remember it.)

half-filipino! hajime iwaizumi relationship headcanons

as a filipina, the headcanon that iwa is half pinoy is literally living in my head rent free 24/7/365 enjoy my brainrot 😀

gn! reader (also!! implied filipino! reader. i’ll make a separate post for general dating headcanons) CW: my language

oh. my. gulay. i’m so excited for this hold up lemme AHHHHHHHHH

aHem. anyways. i feel like he’d either know tagalog fluently or at least know enough to hold up a conversation in the philippines

with this in mind, if you also speak tagalog, he’d def talk to you in tagalog from time to time

TEACHING OIKAWA DIFFERENT THINGS IN TAGALOG BUT TRICKING HIM WITH THE MEANINGS

you: “oikawa! wanna learn some tagalog”

him: “GASP yes please i wanna understand what you and iwa chan say ”

iwa: “okay if you tell people ‘putangina mo gago ka’ it means ‘damn you’re gorgeous and so lovely’”

proceeds to tell everyone that before he gets slapped by some other pinoy 💀

omg his good morning texts would be like “magandang umaga mahal ko” (good morning my love)

soooooo many compliments in tagalog too pls

his ass KNOWS you get flustered af when he compliments/talks to you in tagalog

“ang ganda/guapo/(idk attractive in tagalog sorry 😔) mo ngayon” (you look beautiful today)

“ikaw lang ang mahal ko wag ka makalimutan yun” (you’re the only one i love. don’t forget that”

but when you do it back he gets so flustered and just turns away like "omg why are they so cute"

if your nanay/tatay cooks filipino dishes for lunch you’ll pack extra for your jowa iwa ;)

sharing filipino snacks together like ensaymada and boy bawang.

in the summer, you would go to either one of your houses and have a halo halo day where you make halo halo for yourselves and your family.

if you guys do karaoke together, he would serenade you with “kahit maputi na ang buhok ko”

talking in tagalog when you wanna talk shit about someone or rant

if you watch teleseryes, you *MIGHT* be able to get him to watch with you.

our jowa is a busy third year and co-captain but he’ll try his best to catch up on ang probinsyano teleseryes with you

making him blush with the typical kilig songs used in the corny scenes bc it’s funny 💀

“ikaw nga ba si mr. right? ikaw nga ba love of my life? ikaw nga ba ang icing sa ibabaw ng cupcake ko?

“babe. why-”

family knows he POGI AS FUCK and are always like “haji do you hab partner yet?”

the day he finally says “opo tita” everyone goes wild

but THATS A DIFFERENT HEADCANON ;) (psst!! that’s out now —> here)

relating to the pressures and expectations filipino family/parents put on you

your mom would adore him he’s so sweet and respectful and he’s filipino so bonus points in your pinoy family’s eyes

lowkey wanting to be like a filipino love team *cough cough* next LizQuen

ONLY YOU CAN MAKE THIS MAN SO SOFT HE’S SO WHIPPED FOR YOU

when you guys are alone he’ll hug you from behind and whisper “mahal kita talaga” and kiss your head (i really love you)

I THINK IMMA MAKE A PART 2 BECAUSE THIS IS LONG AF BUT I HAVE SM MORE I CAN'T THINK OF EFBIUIWOFOQH

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why cant iwa be daniel padilla and i can be katherine bernardo </3

meeting filipino! iwaizumi's family scenario/headcanon

- filipino! iwaizumi pt. 2! gn! reader

- this one is for my loves @jesus-christ-super-ace and @nanaomiomi ! i've been wanting to write this one since the first part an they only urged me to do it more (thankfully)

- this will be written in headcanon format bc it's the only way i really know how to write these things but enjoy babes!

(lemme fangirl over this gif for a sec) WHY CANT HE BE REAL </3

okay moving on. you haven’t met the filipino side of iwa’s family yet, and he invited you over for his mom’s birthday.

referencing back to pt. 1, his family already knows he has an s/o.

everyone wants to meet the person that won kuya haji’s heart.

he decides to pick you up so you arrive together.

tita: “jowa mo yan haji?” (auntie: is that your s/o haji?)

iwa: “opo tita” (yes auntie)

tita: “ANG GANDA/GUAPO SIYA SEUS SUERTE KA TALAGA HAJI” (THEY'RE SO PRETTY/HANDSOME JESUS YOU'RE SO LUCKY HAJI)

they’d def call you anak despite just meeting you LMAO. (anak is a name parents/older family call their children.)

when meeting his mom, you bring her a gift and call her tita.

“thank you anak! pero call me nanay. ay! hajime! ang cute yung jowa mo!!” (thank you dear! but call me mom. oh! hajime! you're s/o is so cute!!)

iwa is so proud the entire time while lightly blushing and you’re RED AS A TOMATO

cue the mano po to his lola (grandma), lolo (grandpa), and elder family members. (mano po is a gesture done by younger family towards older family for respect.)

you win points from them for being so respectful

omg his little cousins would call you ate/kuya right off the bat. (kind of like san and kun but used for older cousins/siblings in the family. ate is for girls, and kuya for boys.)

you’d get excited over all the filipino food while iwa puts food on your plate for you (heart throb talaga sha) and you guys sit at a table.

you steal his eggrolls and he'll steal spoonfuls of rice and ulam and the family would be kilig. (ulam is food eaten with rice and kilig is like a giddy feeling towards romance.)

all his titos (uncles), titas (aunties), mom, and dad would bombard you with so many questions about school, your guys' relationship, and about your own pinoy family.

you're super nervous because WE ALL KNOW how judgmental filipinos can be at times.

dw tho! they love your personality; much to your relief.

after all the questioning, you and hajime play with the younger children.

he would let them hang onto his arms while he swings them pls. and you'd give them piggyback rides.

you'll all play outdoor games.

if there was a crying baby, you and iwa would try to put them to sleep and they def look like your child.

cue the "eeeeee" and "ooohhhhh" from LITERALLY EVERYONE.

talking to you tita baby.

literally makes you blush so hard and you both become so flustered; iwa is just looking away like "stop pls"

they tease him more for how he acts.

AFTER THAT, it's time for karaoke 🤪🤪

i feel like iwa will be a good singer. like he can sing good but not extravagantly. BUT STILL GOOD YK???

you'd let tito sing "total eclipse of the heart" first and they'd want you two to do a duet.

if you don't want to, iwaizumi will assure you it's okay and he'll sit out and watch everyone with you.

BUT NAH HE AIN'T GETTING OUT OF IT YOU'RE MAKING HIM SING.

"HOY HAJIME KANTAHIN KA PARA SA JOWA MO" (HEY HAJIME SING FOR YOUR S/O)

KILIGGGG (they do that a lot)

now he can't escape. he's going to make you pay by serenading you with a love song.

he'll choose something sappy like "kahit maputi na ang buhok ko" by rey valera (reference to last post) or "with a smile" by eraserheads.

THE COMMENTS FROM HIS FAMILY ARE SO FUNNY AND THEY TEASE YOU TWO SO MUCH

proud smirk on his face. (and when they aren't looking, he'll kiss your forehead.)

if you do duet, you guys would duet something lowk throwback like "halik" by aegis or "my way" by frank sinatra.

whether you sing more or not, haji will just discreetly snuggle with you on the couch to avoid the teasing while everyone else sings.

LINE DACING TOGETHER PLS-

singing both maligayang bati and happy birthday when his mom blows the candles.

you'll share a slice of cake and you'll try to feed him but he refuses because HE DOESNT WANT TITA TO KILIG AGAIN

but he'll give in ONCE bc you're his love but call you an idiot/dumbass and look away

when it's time to leave everyone's like "bye anak come back soon!"

when he asks for their opinion of you, they think you're an amazing person, already count you as a part of the family, and 100% approve of you as haji's jowa.

they also say he's fallen hard for you.

and he agreed with them <3

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making halo halo with filipino! iwaizumi hajime at 3 A.M scenario/headcanons

IM BACK WITH KUYA IWA YALL 😩😩 this is lowk taking up my life and i don’t regret it.

credit to @jesus-christ-super-ace ! <3 you /p

gn! reader as always and enjoy :)

it’s a hot night in japan, and haji is sleeping over at your house for the weekend.

although you and iwa are trying to keep cool, the heat is still making it so HARD to sleep.

if you aren’t turning in bed hajime is. it’s been a good 2 hours of trying to sleep in the hot ass heat.

haji: “babe tulog ka ba?” (babe are you sleeping?)

you: “no. ang init kasi” *pout* (no. it’s too hot)

he’d turn to face you and you both decide to eat something refreshing to cool you guys down.

he starts to smile and asks you “you want to make halo halo?” (if you don’t know what it is google it bc idk how to explain it LMAO)

you also start to smile and start to drag him out of bed so you can make halo halo.

I KNOW this man sleeps shirtless so the whole time he’s just there WITH HIS BIG ARMS LIKE MMMMM

even though it was literally three in the morning, your parents weren’t home due to night shift (literally idfk just go with it 💀)

so you don’t have to worry with how loud the ice shaver machine is.

haji would open all the canned ingredients, and you’d get the cups, spoons, and prepare the machine.

omg when he’s done he’ll come behind you and hug you from behind while you prepare the ice shaver 🥰🥰

just so it isn’t completely quiet, iwa plays a playlist with music you two both like.

while the ice shaver is shaving the ice you put in, you guys would playfully dance together to a pop song that came on like sigurado by zack tabudlo (if you don’t know that song OMG LISTEN ITS SO GOOD)

having competitions to see who can make the most favorable halo halo (in terms of what you/the other likes in their halo halo, presentation, etc.)

your ingredients would be like filipino ice cream (ube, buko pandan) or just regular ice cream like vanilla or mango. (ube is purple yam and buko pandan is coconut and pandan leaves)

(imagine seeing his arms scooping up the ice cream to put in your cup oh jesus 😮‍💨)

the reg stuff like beans/chick peas, nata de coco, jackfurit, condensed/evaporated milk, corn (MAIS KUNYELO 👀), kaong, and all the other classic stuff. ALSO STICKOS UBE OR ANY OTHER FLAVOR YOU LIKE YUMMM.

it’s late so soft iwa is out (LETS GOOOO) and he’d be feeding some of his to you and vice versa.

taking pictures of each other eating halo halo bc it’s like a “late at home” date 😩 (like yk those “on a date kinda nervous” pictures? those kinds)

he’d give you extra of your favorite ingredient from his to make you happy (ie. i love jackfruit so he’d give some of his jackfruit)

in return you give him some of the ingredients you don’t like (if any) if not, you’ll also give sone of his favorites.

him smearing ice cream on your nose and then lightly laughing at you.

omg if you have long hair, i feel like he’d tie it back for you if you didn’t already so it wouldn’t get in your halo halo 💕🦋😮‍💨🤪😩💕🥰

sharing sweet kisses from all the sweet ass jellies, ice cream, and halo halo in general.

just to make it last longer, after you guys finish your first cup, you share another one together while cleaning up <3

makes sure you drink water afterwards bc you just had a sobrang sweet dessert at 3 AM and doesn’t want you getting a sore throat or something.

lazily cleaning up together while the sleepiness finally hits you two. (you guys literally just leave the dishes in the sink for the next day)

while you’re putting the rest of the refrigerated foods away, he’ll wait for you at the doorway/entrance way of your kitchen before going upstairs.

you guys hold hands while going up the stairs and after finding a comfortable cuddling position (iwa = big spoon) you guys doze off right away.

I HOPE THIS WAS GOOD ITS A LOT OF FLUFF SO IM LIVING HAHAHHA

if you have any requests (kuya haji related or not) feel free to leave them in my asks!

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old fashioned: iwaizumi hajime songfic/drabble

(bold is song lyrics, italics is dialogue. enjoy <3)

(ALSO DIDNT KNOW WHAT TO CALL THIS IS IT A FICLET?? ONESHOT??)

gn! reader

(disclaimer: the music won't match with the time the lyrics pop up so if you were expecting something cool like that i'm sorry i don't write that well)

you and haji just finished a movie you two put on while waiting for the hours, the minutes, to tick by. the lights are dim, and the main source of light was produced by the moon from your kitchen window.

you’re now washing the dishes from your late dinner, as haji wipes the counter clean. you guys were in comfortable, almost silent silence doing your own chores. during late nights like these when you’re basking in each others presence, you and haji like to play music from your shared playlist. as you were wiping your hands dry, hajime comes behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, when the song “old fashioned” by bruno major comes on.

“dance with me, love,” he says as he takes your dried hands into his. you wrap your arms around his neck, and he wraps his around your waist. you start softly swaying to the mellow beat of the song while staring into each others eyes.

“but i don’t care, i think i’ll fall in love with you.”

the song is whispering in the background. nothing matters. you’re with hajime and all you can think about is him, and all he can think about is you.

“you’re such a romantic iwa,” you say with a soft smile.

“idiot. only with you.” haji says with a light blush as he smiles back at you.

it’s comforting. you’re the only one who can bring out this side of him. you’re the only one who sees him in his soft moments.

"i wish we could stay like this forever," you start to speak, "you and me. dancing at almost midnight like we aren't so tired we could pass out."

he chuckles at that. "i don't mind having more instances like this in our future. we can even do it at our wedding."

you instantly get flustered and glance up at that. "iwa! at least propose first before saying that!" you playfully hit his chest and you both softly laugh.

"noted," he says with a fond smile.

“i’ll be smiling, a bigger smile than before."

as the climax to the final chorus plays, he playfully spins you as your giggles fade in with the night. love. happiness. joy. compassion. it's all there in this moment. the intensity and the power of the vocals only make this moment more memorable.

when the last repeat of the chorus plays, you lean against his chest and the clock strikes 12. the music grows softer and more rested, much like the beginning of the song.

“happy birthday hajime. i love you.”

“i love you too,” he says with a kiss on your forehead.

“i’ll take you somewhere new… and i’ll be old fashioned for you.”

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pamamanhikan with timeskip! half-filipino! iwaizumi hajime

creds/request from my bb @nanaomiomi (I MISS YOU SM MWAH)

if you don’t know what “pamamanhikan” is, DW I DIDN’T EITHER LMAO

pamamanhikan: meeting your partners family/parents. (traditionally: groom meeting the bride’s family to show marriage is not between just the two people, but the entire family) (ty for telling me <3)

non-gender specified! filipino!reader (idk if it works gender neutrally so i didn't add reader pronouns) enjoy! cw: light language

CONGRATS READER YOU’RE ENGAGED TO KUYA HAJI 🥳🥳

both your families decided to keep filipino tradition, and do pamamanhikan.

you guys agreed, so now iwa and his family are on his way to your house.

both of you have met each other’s families before, and your families know a little bit of each other, so it’s mainly a "get to know each other" session.

when haji’s family arrives, they bring some gifts like their family adobo, wine, and soda.

your family made some delicious food like lumpia, sinigang, and turon for desert. (lumpia: eggrolls, sinigang: sour soup with vegetables and meat, turon: banana with brown sugar wrapped in spring roll wrapper; fried.)

the parents introduce themselves to each other and it’s going really smoothly! the conversation is general and small.

after the small talk, haji will ask your parents for your their permission to marry you.

HE’S LOWKEY SWEATING HIS ASS OFF EVEN THOUGH HE’S SURE EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE

“nay, tay, pinapayagan kong magkasal si y/n?” (mom, dad, will you allow me to marry y/n?) (nay and tay is used a shortened version of nanay and tatay, as a nickname used by your partner in this case)

“oo. pwede yan hajime” (yes. that’s allowed hajime)

claps and cheers from you and his family. (you guys def call him out for being nervous and he denies it)

now, in celebration, you guys eat dinner! sm good fucking food god bless and your families get to know each other.

your moms compliment each other on the foods they cooked, share recipes, and cooking tips.

your dads talk about work and about you two.

again, they’re getting to know each other so they talk about themselves, where they’re from, their jobs, etc.

you and haji will have small conversation while they have their one on one talks and you’ll tease him even more for being nervous from earlier.

“awww was my fiancé nervous on what my parents would say 🥺”- you

*shoves food in your mouth* “no. i don’t know what you saw mahal ko” (mahal ko- my love)

giggles from both of you AND YOUR FAMILIES GIVING YOU TWO THE KILIG LOOK (kilig- giddy feeling toward romance)

you guys won't have many plans for your wedding yet (this is happening a few weeks after he proposed), but you’ll share the little information you two have planned so far like who’s being invited, attire ideas, and a vague idea what the venue will be like/when it would seasonally be.

BE PREPARED FOR ALL THE EMBARRASSING STORIES FROM YOUR CHILDHOODS

you guys will die of embarrassment before you even get married

your dad will show baby videos that are really funny and haji’s parents will show embarrassing photos they didn’t get the chance to show you yet.

(watch one of them be haji’s messy face after eating ice cream HAHAHAH)

all of the parents will give you two advice for married life and relationships in general like to trust each other, make time for each other, never go to bed angry, and more.

CUE THE “kung nasaktan ka yung baby ko sapakin kita hajime ha.” FROM YOUR DAD LMAO (if you hurt my baby i'll punch you okay hajime.)

*nervous gulp* “opo tay” (yes dad)

OFC IT’S JUST A PLAYFUL JOKE BC THEY LOVE HIM BUT just a warning

“hoi, y/n. kung hihirapan ka kasi tigas olo si hajime, sabihin mo sa akin” - haji’s dad (hey, y/n. if you have a hard time because hajime is stubborn, tell me)

“why am i being attacked” - haji

“same to you hajime. i'll throw my tsinelas at y/n” - your mom (tsinelas- slippers)

“WH- WHY” - you

laughs from all of you guys

overall it was a great experience and really fun night for everyone. all of you are now well acquainted and your parents might hang out together sometimes bc they have SO MUCH CHISMIS and enjoy each other

“sige. we’ll be heading out!”

“ingat kayo!”

you kiss haji goodbye and YOUR PARENTS WILL KILIG: “eeeee!!!”

I HOPE YOU ENOYED THAT BB! i tried my best to research to make pamamanhikan accurate as possible but it may be vague.

I RELIED SO HARD ON TRANSLATION SITES FOR THIS PLS MAHIHIRAPAN KO SA TAGALOG BWISIT

if you have any more requests, leave some in my asks :)

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half-filipino!iwaizumi and reader make oikawa try balut for the first time (scenario/hc)

creds to @jesus-christ-super-ace for the idea mwah mwah mwah

reader is implied as filipino and gn!reader as always.

this is more of a platonic writing between oikawa and filo iwa and reader, but there’s a hint of ✨relationship✨ for you and iwa.

for dialogue, t=tooru h=hajime y= you

CW: LOTS OF CURSING LMAOO OUR CURSES SOUND SO BAD TRANSLATED INTO ENGLISH 💀💀

god i hope my characterization for oikawa is accurate enough 💀💀

this all started when oikawa and iwa chan made a bet.

if iwa lost, he would have to take oikawa out to lunch, but if oikawa lost, he’d have to try balut. (balut: duck embryo that is boiled and eaten from the shell)

oikawa ended up overestimating himself and lost to iwa chan.

iwa tells you about the forfeit oikawa has to do, and YOU IMMEDIATELY WANT IN.

i saw a post that said oikawa was prolly a sore loser and I 100% AGREE esp in this case. oikawa alr knows what balut is, AND HE DOES NOT WANNA EAT IT

he’d act all whiny, come up with reasons how iwa didn’t win, and avoid the forfeit at all costs. i mean i don’t blame him IT’S AN EMBRYO.

so here you two are. LITERALLY dragging oikawa from his house to yours to force him to eat balut.

t: “NOOO I DON’T WANT TO. STOP. KIDNAPPERS. I DON’T KNOW THEM.”

h: *bonks oikawa’s head* “PUTANGINA KA SHITTYKAWA GUSTO MO SAPAKIN KITA?? (you bitch (there’s really no exact translation for putangina mo) shittykawa you want me to smack you??) THIS IS YOUR CONSEQUENCE FOR COMING UP WITH THE BET IN THE FIRST PLACE”

t: “BUT IWA CHAN YOU ALREADY SAPAK-ED ME. Y/N-CHAN HELPPP” (HIS TAGALOG WOULD BE SO SLANGED TOO PLS)

y: “do you hear something hajime?”

h: “nah. i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

t: *proceeds to whine even more*

when you three finally reach your intended destination with the balut waiting on the table, oikawa tries to bolt out your premises, only to get thrown over iwaizumi’s shoulder.

h: "don't make us tie you down gago" (gago: asshole/bitch. just an insult LMAO)

iwa would offer to eat one first himself to show oikawa it really isn't a big deal even though his O.A ass still thought otherwise.

if you also like balut, you'll eat one with haji saying how delicious it is and how oikawa is really missing out.

if you don't like balut, (like me) (DON'T ATTACK ME PLS I HAVEN'T HAD IT IN A WHILE I'LL TRY AGAIN NEXT TIME I HAVE IT TO SEE IF MY OPINION CHANGED) you'll try it with oikawa to make it better.

omg oikawa gags so many times bc he really doesn't wanna do it and you and haji are just like

"gago ka pala :|. kainin mo na. ang tagal ka." (son of a bitch :|. just eat it you’re taking too long)

during the time tooru stalls to eat the damn thing, you and haji are sharing other snacks like boy bawang and skyflakes like the power couple you are.

t: "iwa-chan, y/n-chan :(((( stop flirting it's gross"

y: "by the time you're done that SINGLE balut there won't be any choc nut for you so bilisin mo." (choc nut: filipino candy bar. bilisin mo: hurry up)

both your eyes are literally glued to him so he won't spit it out or run away again.

when he FINALLY decided to eat it he'll close his eyes so hard and sadly chew it.

y: "how is it"

t: "i don’t like itt"

h: "too bad you only ate half of it when you have to eat the whole thing."

he'll eat the rest while downing some mango juice (gina brand ofc)

his review is literally "never again. no. i respect your food but it's not exquisite in my taste bud's opinion."

in addition, you and tooru managed to come up with a plan yourselves. you guys literally have telepathy, and knew what the other was thinking with one mischievous look. iwa was so sus tho.

t: "iwa-chan!! what is this called again"

h: "anak ng- choc nut"

y: "you mean CHOC ON DEEZ NUTS" (I'M SO SORRY I LITERALLY CAME UP WITH IT IN THE MOMENT I HAD TO INCLUDE IT BAHAHAH)

you and oikawa just burst out laughing while iwa is there like 🙂🩴

haji is literally about to grab his tsinelas (slipper) and sampal (slap) you guys right there and then. he will def take away the choc nut and make tooru eat another balut. (joke lang...unless? 😟)

after the balut shenanigans, the three of you will hang out and continue to eat filipino food oikawa is actually familiar with, be chismosas (gossipers or “tea spillers” in modern terms), and do what you all do on normal hangouts. all of you get to third wheel each other LMAOO.

I HOPE THIS IS OKAY I REALLY TRIED LMAO

GUYS ARE YOU PROUD I DIDN’T USE GOOGLE TRANSLATE AT ALL FOR THIS SCENARIO :DD (if something is wrong filo moots pls tell me 😀)

i should start tagging my kuya iwa supporters. lmao. @jesus-christ-super-ace @nanaomiomi <3 yall frfr 🤪

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watching trese w kuya iwa and oikawa hcs? 👁👁

bestie romeo back at it again with the kuya iwa hc ideas.

BEING FR- I FORGOT A LOT OF THE THINGS THAT HAPPENED SO THIS IS PROLLY VAGUE

gn! reader (ALSO: t = tooru oikawa; h = hajime iwaizumi; y/n = you)

CW! SOME SPOILERS FROM TRESE. READ AT YOUR OWN WILL. ALSO, slight language

watching trese with oikawa and half-filipino! iwaizumi

you and iwa would’ve watched it already, but oikawa brings it up one day when he sees it while finding what to watch on netflix.

t: iwa channn, y/n channn!! did you watch that new filipino anime that came out on netflix yet??

h: yea what about it?

t: CAN YOU GUYS WATCH WITH MEEE I WANT TO WATCH A FILIPINO ANIME WITH MY IRL FILIPINO FRIENDS PLEASEEEE

y/n: im down!! we can educate you on our culture and myths too.

you’re all either at oikawa’s house or haji’s, but if you’re at haji’s, he’ll have filipino snacks for all of you to really enhance the experience.

we got everything like boy bawang, balut, oishi shrimp chips, piattos, otap, pancit canton, literally anything bruh. (choc nut for nuno)

you and hajime will be cuddling on the couch or be closer to each other than oikawa and he’s there third wheeling like 💀💀

t: huh it’s getting a little cold in here don’t you think

h: *throws him a blanket* here that’ll fix it

I FEEL LIKE OIKAWA IS A MOVIE/SHOW TALKER

like in serious parts he’ll shut up and pay attention but otherwise he’ll just be talking and asking about it at random parts sm you’ll have to rewind a lot.

t: ooh what’s that

y/n: it’s a duwende

t: *tries to say it for the next 5 minutes*

y/n: tooru i will throw this remote at you i’ll help you learn it later just sh for now

HIM BEING LOWKEY SURPRISED/SCARED AT THE ASWANGS AND WHEN HE SEES NUNO

t: OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT

h: nuno is a spirit of the elderly. if you don’t say “tabi tabi po” on their property they will curse you. he reminds me of you.

t: IWA CHANNNN ARE YOU CALLING ME UGLY 😞

y/n: 😀☝🏼 NO well maybe BUT NO IT’S BC YOU’RE A CHISMOSA TANGINA (chismosa: gossiper. tangina = bitch)

when moments like the prison attack happen with the thing with the prisoner, he actually wants to chat about it and his opinion before the next episode. it turns into a whole deep conversation.

this makes watching stuff with oikawa so fun and worthwhile.

you guys would be watching in tagalog dub and he’d be shocked to find out some of the things haji calls him are so rude.

t: OH HE JUST SAID WHAT YOU CALL ME IWA. YOU CALL ME A GAGO- … I THOUGHT YOU SAID THAT MEANS IM TALENTED 😞

WHEN THE WIND ELEMENTS GET THEIR PRIZE OF GETTING LAID BY KAMBAL (pls that was so humorous i can’t) OIKAWA MAKES SM SMUG COMMENTS you guys end up laughing a lot.

t: woah ho ho getting action i seee 👀 kambal went to town that night hehe

during the final battle he gets so upset when everything starts going wrong.

t: WHY’D THEY KILL CAPTAIN GURRERO WHAT

t: KAMBAL AREN’T SUPPOSED TO DO THAT WHY WHAT ARE THEY DOING NO

don’t forget his tagalog would be pretty slanged but he’s trying

lowkey predicted the ending tho. he’d be like “is this some ending where the lesson is family is stronger than anything or something”

5 minutes later: “Malakas nga ang lukso ng dugo, pero hindi matitinag ang pamilya.” (the bond of blood might be strong, but the bond of family is stronger)

t: I KNEW IT HAH YOU HEARD ME RIGHT

you and iwa: SHUSH WATCH THE DAMN SHOW OIKAWA

all in all, oikawa would really enjoy trese. he likes the folklore and he got to learn more about his besties.

he finds all of the aswangs and creatures very cool and interesting even tho they may look ugly/scary to him.

he liked that it was funny and really showed the culture of the philippines. he ofc would say all this to both you and haji.

he would text you two in the middle of the night that he got a nightmare of a tiyanak or xa mul. you guys would lowk laugh but reassure him they aren’t real for like two weeks.

he’d also swear he saw the white lady of balente drive while walking home from practice even though we’re in japan???

you guys wouldn’t express it, but you guys both appreciate oikawa enjoying it and his willingness to know more about the legends and myths from where you two came from. oikawa def knows you two feel this way tho.

BAM DONE. I HOPE YOU LIKE BESTIE ROMEO I ENJOYED WRITING THIS.

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tags: @nanaomiomi @jesus-christ-super-ace