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tetsvhoe · 3 years

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AFRAID | HAIKYUU FILO SMAU

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#17 can't compare

– note that this is on the same day as the ig posts in the prev chapter!

– written portion below is quite suggestive but nothing explicit

– added an extra chapter in continuation which is purely smut and didn't add tags. im sorta testing the waters with smut works. minors dni with that one.

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@mirakeul @erinoikawa @haji-bby @seijohoe @szeonn @banananaa4 @stffychn @vvvselfindulgence @devilgirlcrybabiey @knmsapplepi @duhsies @littlemochi @mikeystomanjacket @lady-tokugawa-of-mikawa @bakugouswh0r3 @aizameow

a gust of wind blows against your face and you let out an exasperated sigh, head falling forward and a sob escaping your lips. your head is spinning from the alcohol and mostly from the amount of emotions you’re feeling all at once. you find that, like always, you’re more sensitive when you’ve had a drink or two, but it’s something you don’t want iwaizumi to know. which is why when you hear frantic footsteps and his voice faintly calling out your name in the distance, you rush to wipe your tears with the back of your hand. he seizes your wrist faster than you anticipated him to arrive right in front of you and implores you to look at him.

“ba’t ka umiiyak?” he whispers, voice soft and strained at the same time. you can’t help but lift your eyes to meet his and you take in his knitted brows and concerned gaze. it only sets your emotions off even more. iwaizumi swiftly wraps his arms around your trembling shoulders and pulls you to his chest, chin resting atop your head as he hushes you soothingly. “do you want to go somewhere quieter, do you want to leave?” he asks, pushing the hair off your face.

“ayoko sa’yo,” you mumble, stubbornly pushing him away as if you didn’t just relish in the feeling of being in his arms mere seconds ago.

“ano ba ginawa ko, okay naman tayo kanina?”

you frown at him, annoyed. you want to cuss him out and kick him on the shin for being stupidly oblivious, but the words caught in your throat. why were you crying? you wanted to tell him because it felt too real; the supposedly harmless flirting despite you being at each other’s throats most of the time, the sarcastic good mornings and good nights pretending to be an unbearable high school couple, the spontaneous breakfast dates when he picks you up and you both end up being late, the lingering glances between training breaks when you go to hand him a cold bottle of water you so “happened” to pick up while you were buying one for your friend, the sneaking out of class and meeting each other for cigarettes and gossip. it felt—it feels to real to you and you’re afraid you’re nothing more than a distraction to him. but nothing comes out of your mouth, so you opt to turn on your heel and go back inside.

he catches your wrist again and drags you all the way to the parking lot, ignoring your whines and protests. he’s now just as annoyed as you because he could have sworn, he saw something in your eyes. like you were about to tell him something he is desperate to hear—what it is exactly he can’t quite put a finger on it himself. he needs to hear it from you.

“hajime, quit fucking around i really don’t want to be around you right now,” you grumble, freeing your hand from his grasp when you reach the empty dimly lit space. you lean against the trunk of his car, crossing your arms over your chest.

“tell me what i did wrong then! fuck—” he frustratedly runs his rough hands over his face, turning away from you. he feels his heartstrings tug and he hates it; he hates arguing like you for real, and hates seeing you cry, and hates hearing you say his name like that.

“tanga ka ba o bobo? o both? i mean—i knew you didn’t like me, but you didn’t have to put it that way!”

“what?”

“you didn’t have to tell me i can’t compare to someone like her. i know that already couldn’t you just—”

“ikaw kinulang ka ba ng buwan sa tyan ng nanay mo? i said she can’t compare to you, dumbass.”

he catches you off guard, you stumble on your words for a few moments before arguing back, “same thing, dipshit!”

“no it’s not, i literally meant she means nothing to me and you…” iwaizumi’s eyes finds yours under the glow of the moonlight and stares into them intently, suddenly losing his words. you stare back at him, stunned and wide eyed. no matter how many times you suck in a breath it feels like it doesn’t quite reach your lungs and you find yourself gasping for air, your body trembles from the force of your heart beating against your chest.

you swallow thickly as he closes in the distance between the two of you slowly. “i don’t know what you’re talking about. tooru literally said she’s your ex of 11 months. 11 months, haji! you can’t just not tell me about her, i mean you can of course. buhay mo ‘yan, pero alam mo ‘yon gusto ko rin naman malaman kung anong meron,” you ramble in a panic, avoiding his gaze as he approaches you. you let out a nervous chuckle as you notice his arms leaning against his car on either side of you, effectively trapping you inside. “like ‘di ko kasi alam anong iisipin bigla ka na lang naging masungit sa akin nung binanggit ko siya kanina, akala ko kasi—”

iwaizumi cuts you off as his soft lips meet yours. hands come up to cradle your cheek and squeeze at your waist as he pulls you impossibly close. you’re startled for a moment, but you instantly melt into his touch and find your lips move in sync with his.

he smiles against your lips smugly, “so that’s how i shut you up,” he teases.

“fuck off,” you mutter before connecting your lips again eagerly, arms wrapping around his neck and hands tangling themselves into his hair.

edit from after i posted ch 22: tumblr fucked up the paragraphs but i didn't change anything i still have the orig docu ;)

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smolla-than-a-bug · 2 years

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i fully believe iwachan is half filo yall cannot convince me otherwise

#idomt know maybe its jus his aura #he gives off filo vibes #ive had this hc since i watched hq #but like the brainrot #is hitting rn #cos my friend is making filo au edits of anime charas JAHAHAHAHAHA

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dinosaurtsukki · 3 years

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haikyuu!! x-mas party (tagalog hc’s)

christmas party: average, no family drama or fights over land, severely lacks aunts fighting over who made the best spaghetti, no karaoke ????

x-mas party: wild shit, family pretending to be nice but lowkey backstabbing each other, fighting over land, has spaghetti with condensed milk, KARAOKE

basically haikyuu!! characters as people in a filipino christmas party

Hinata: yung batang umiiyak habang kumakanta ng ‘Away in the Manger’ kasi hindi daw niya pwedeng makuha yung regalo niya hangga’t wala siyang musical performance kaya ayun

Kageyama: yung conyong pinsan na pinipilit ka ng mama mong kausapin kasi kawawa naman never siyang naglaro ng ‘langit lupa’ kasama ng iba mong pinsan. favorite kausapin ng mga tita mo in english

Tsukishima: ilang beses siyang sinasabihan ng ‘ang laki mo na!’ ng mga tita pero sumasagot siya ng ‘kayo rin po’. pipingutin sana kung kayang abutin pero tangina ang tangkad eh

Yamaguchi: pinsan na MEMORYADO LAHAT NG MGA PANGALAN NG MGA KAMAG-ANAK MO tapos alam pa niya kung paano sila kamustahin. ‘tita kamusta po online shop niyo?’ ‘lolo, kamusta po tuhod niyo?’. siyempre favorite

Yachi: halos di mo nakikita sa party kasi lagi siyang inuutusan ng nanay niya sa kusina. uupo sana para kumain pero tinawag kaagad para haluin daw yung sopas kaya naaawa ka talaga sa kaniya

Ennoshita: yung pinsan mong laging sinasabihan mag-Nursing tapos nung naging PT siya lagi pa rin siyang tinatawag ‘ah, si Chikara na nasa Nursing!’ tapos pinipilahan siya ng mga matatandang gustong magpakuha ng blood pressure

Nishinoya: makulit na pinsan na laging nananalo sa mga games. paborito niya talaga yung ‘bring me’ pero minsan hinahablot niya yung mga bagay sa mga kasama niya. isang beses may kinuha siyang sinturon galing sa tito mo

Tanaka: una sa mga tito mong malasing kahit na dalawang shot ng gin pa lang yung iniinom niya. siya yung sumisigaw ng ‘TANG INA’ sa likod pag may kumakanta ng Pare Ko sa karaoke

Daichi: mabait na tito na laging nangangamusta, hindi umiiling pag sinabi mong Fine Arts o Music yung course mo. kaso lang siya yung nangongolekta ng mga cellphone ninyong mga bata para kausapin niyo daw isa’t isa

Sugawara: tita mong laging pinagmamalaki yung pyrex na plato niya tapos nilalabas lang yun tuwing may christmas party para lang mainggit yung iba. sobra lang siya maglagay ng condensada sa spaghetti niya

Asahi: tito na laging nagvovolunteer maging prayer leader pero ANG HABA NG PRAYER NIYA GRABE GUTOM NA KAYONG LAHAT. laging nagsisimula sa: ‘hello? on ba yung mic? LORD PAPA GOD MARAMING SALAMAT--’

Kiyoko: siya yung laging tinatanong kung may boypren na at lagi niyang sinasabi na wala. nag-aaalala tuloy yung mga tita mo na magiging matandang dalaga siya (ok lang siya naman yung talagang yayaman sa inyong lahat)

Oikawa: akala niya ang galing niyang kumanta kasi lagi siyang nakaka-100 sa karaoke pero di niya alam sira talaga yung makina. puro regine velasquez yung kinakanta niya pero di naman abot

Iwaizumi: yung barangay captain na mabait at lagi kayong hinahayaan mag-karaoke hanggang magdamag. napapadaan siya sa party niyo para makikain pero lagi siyang pinapa-speech ng mga tito mo

Matsukawa: laging gumagawa ng bagong tarpaulin na isasabit sa labas ng gate pero mukhang tarpaulin ng funeral parlor tapos nandoon pa lahat ng mukha niyo na may ‘in loving memory of the _____ family’ pa (sinasadya niya)

Hanamaki: yung cool pero medyo tarantadong tito na nagdadala ng jolly chicken sa potluck imbis na magluto tapos yun lang naman kakainin ng mga tao imbis na yung afritada na niluto ng mama mo

Kyoutani: edgy mong pinsan na walang gustong kausapin sa party kahit na lagi niyo namang kinakamusta. puno rin ng ‘nobody would want to understand someone like me’ na posts yung fb niya

Yahaba: nakabantay sa sari-sari store kasi sabi ni mama baka may bumili pa ng suka o kaya toyo kahit na pasko pero yung dumadaan lang mga lasing na bibili pa ng gin

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pt. 2 coming soon (chill lang kayo guys)

tagging my filo myuts !! (sorry if i forget anyone ahhhh)

@oikaw-ugh @thesecondapplepienation @ellapurineko @doodleniella @kozutenshi

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu!! headcanons #haikyuu!! filo au #haikyuu!! tagalog content #filipino haikyuu!! stuff #hq!! headcanons

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tsukishandholder · 3 years

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IwaOi Coffee Shop AU

It was a normal Friday at the Seijoh Cafe. An employee wiping the table while talking to his boss. He was being informed that in a few minutes, a new co-worker will be helping him with the place. After a while, the bell on top of the door rang, meaning someone eneterd their shop.

Upon entering the shop, the customer accidentally pushed down a table the employee JUST cleaned.

Judging by his actions, he wasn't a customer because he didn;t go straight the counter, instead, he was looking for someone. He eyed with the manager and the employee then waved.

"Boss yan ba yung intern?", the employee spoke.

" Oo Hajime, bantayan mo yan ah, turuan mo ng mga kailangan nya malaman".

" HA? BOSS??"

" sige na wag ka na magreklamo, babyeee, magoorder pa ako ng stock eh", the manager said as he breezed his way out.

"Oikawa, in case you need any help, just ask that guy na nagpupunas ng lamesa ha? sige goodluck, medyo masungit yan pero mabait naman", the manager whispered in his ear before leaving.

The intern sped up to the cleaning employee.

"Hi!! ako si Toruu, thanks for having me today!", Oikawa said with a cheerful expression.

"Okay ka lang? today lang?", Iwaizumi said in annoyance.

" Haji nalang itawag mo sakin, ang trabaho mo, cashier ha? seems easy to do naman diba? taking orders lang. while I do all the drinks and cleaning. sige nandun sa staff room yung uniform", he quickly added.

Shocked, Oikawa tensed up, "huh? cashier? okay?? tapos uniform staff room?? nasan yung staff room??", he sprinted.

10 minutes later, Oikawa was ready,he then dashed to the counter. His excitement quickly sank as the rugged co-worker appeared and stopped him from touching anything.

"Ano sa tingin mo ginagawa mo? mamaya kung ano mapindot mo", Iwaizumi said as he held Oikawa's wrist. He then closed the computer then started explaining how his new co-worker would do his job. Right after explaining, a customer entered.

"oh ayan, si miss yachi yan, simple lang sya magorder so alam kong kaya mo yan", Iwaizumi told him as he went to his station.

Oikawa handled his first customer well. He was calm and always wore a smile on his face as he took the order.

His first customer exited the Seijoh cafe with a satisfied look.

Fast forward to closing time, Iwaizumi was wiping the tables and Oikawa was finished with his cashies duties. He went to the other unwiped tables ang cleaned them and turned the chair up.

It was then left to two table close to each other. An awkward silence was felt but broke as Iwaizumi spoke. "Good job today Toruu, keep it up kasi bukas mas times 5 yung customers natin".

Oikawa felt appreciated and smiled. "You're not that bad naman pala, thank you!".

The spike-haired one looked at him and turned beet red all of a sudden. He turned around and went to the staff room. "OO OO!! keep it up lang dahil in a few weeks tuturuan na kita sa drinks!!".

A month passed by, Oikawa and Iwaizumi grew closer, well, sort of.

"Good morning, welcome to Seijoh caf-", the tall one stuttered when he saw who the customer was. It was a group of friends, but Oikawa seemed to be afraid. Bullies? Toxic Friends? Iwaizumi thought.

"OMG! Dito nga talaga sya nagtatrabaho! grabe ganun ba sya kasabik magkapera?"

" Girl, I heard nga he sold his body or something eh?"

" Really?? well, I heard nakipag-hook up sya dun kay ***** for money"

"oh my godd, ambaba"

All those things, they said in fornt of the counter in loud voices as if Oikawa was not even there. People around started whispering to each other.

" Um.. may I take you order? may linya po kasi...", Oikawa said in a faint voice.

" Excuse me? kami ang customer dito noh? wala kang karapatang sabihan kami na magmadali", "Girl, hayaan mo na, let's just order, we can continue this sa table"

" Ugh fine, anyways, tatlong ******* and extra ***, tapos ilagay mo na name p*kp*kawa"

"Yes ma'am, any additions?"

"Uhm, wala na, thank you"

Iwaizumi was about to help Oikawa, but then,

" Sure ka? wala ng additions? Add ng body count? no? dagdag ng makeup? no? oops, nevermind marami ka nga naman pala non, unli-supply", Oikawa said with a devillish look.

The girl was landed a slap on Oikawa's face. But he didn't flinch, she landed another one, nothing. The cashier continued smiling to trigger her. When she was about to throw her third palm, her hand stopped mid-way. Iwaizumi clasped her arm.

"UGH! ITO RIN BA? TANDAAN MO! KILALA KITA! KILALA KO YUNG TOTOONG IKAW!", the girl screamed as her friends tried to calm her down. Iwaizumi courted the group outside the cafe.

When he went back, Oikawa was taking order normally as if nthing happened. He was wearing a smile on his face as he took the customers' orders.

It was closing time and they were wiping the tables and arranging the chairs, as usual.

"Good job today Toruu, keep it up", Iwaizumi greeted him before he went out.

After Oikawa changed, he waved goodbye to his boss and went out.

As he opened the door, a man was waiting for him in the side.

" Haji?", Oikawa called him for he wasn't sure if it was really his co-worker because it was too dark.

Iwaizumi approached him and held his face and looked closely.

" Huh? Haji teka virgin pa lips ko".

" Tanga! tinitignan ko yung sampal sayo kanina. masakit pa ba?? tignan mo namumula pa oh"

" Panong hindi ako mamumula, ang lapit lapit ng mukha mo"

" Huh? AY! WALA YAN! CONCERNED LANG AKO! KASI SYEMPRE KA-TRABAHO KITA! KAIBIGAN NA RIN!"

" ahhhh, ganon?"

" OO GANON! tsaka next time na may mangyaring ganon, sabihan mo agad ako! bahala ka nga jan!"

" luh ang sungit mo naman maging concerned HAHAH ang cute. pero ok lang, sanay na naman ako, tsaka for sure gagantihan nanaman nila ako"

" ganti? UMUWI KA NA NGA! text mo nalang ako pag nakauwi ka na, ito pala number ko... AY HINDI, HAHATID NA KITA!"....

" DON'T TAKE IT THE WRONG WAY, FOR SAFETY LANG!"

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#haikyuu iwaoi #haikyuu #hq #iwaoi #iwaizumi #iwaizumi hajime #oikawa #oikawa toru #haikyuu!!#filo haikyuu #coffee au #iwaoi coffee shop au #iwaoi fluff

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mrskodzuken · 2 years

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Of Forts and Cards on a Rainy Night

pairing: Kozume Kenma x f!reader (feat. Kuroo)

genre: fluff/crack (post timeskip characters, established relationship, domestic-ish fluff, implied but part of the "Kenma with a f!Filo!reader as s/o" au)

wc: 2.1k (word dump I'm sorry)

warnings: mild swearing

listen to: Hajimemashite by Earphones (MV with CC provided)

a/n: for both my "Ame no Ai/Rainy Love" and @smolla-than-a-bug's "Made For You" collabs (sorry if it's submitted almost a few days late). Thanks for beta reading this word dump (lol) @mitsuyaya @kentimestwo @krystalgaia @atsuminthe and @xmyshya! I love you all <3 Dedicated to @hq-girl-next-door (I scrapped the original wip and ended up with this. Hope you like this~) EDITED WITH THE FORGOTTEN KUROO PART ADDED I'M SORRY ; u ;

Bonus note: Kuroo (black, obviously), Kenma (red), reader (pink).

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[21:57. Kozume Residence.]

“Y/N, can I borrow your power bank for a bit? Need to charge—what are you doing?”

You turned around to see your boyfriend Kenma. He was standing still in the living room’s entryway with his phone’s flashlight beaming near you, mouth agape, golden cat-like eyes widened at the sight of you adjusting knots on the huge blanket for your makeshift fort.

“Ah! Since it’ll take a few hours before the power comes back, I decided to build a cozy fort for the both of us,” you happily told him, grabbing a pink throw pillow and firmly plumping it. Thirty minutes earlier, you were busy editing some video clips in your room. Thirty minutes earlier, Kenma was in the middle of an evening stream, playing some online games. Two hours prior to that, heavy rainstorms affected the entirety of Tokyo due to a tropical cyclone hitting Japan. Two hours and thirty-something minutes later, some loud lightning struck an electric tower near Nerima Ward, causing a power outage and damaging telephone lines throughout the area.

The fort you had made was beautifully well-made and stable, and big enough to house two to three people. Several lit candles were strategically placed around the living room area, far enough from the fort to avoid causing fire but near enough for ample lighting. Socked feet padded softly on the floor as Kenma approached you, turning the phone’s flashlight off and pocketing the device inside his front hoodie pocket. He sat comfortably on one of the throw pillows, stretching both his arms and legs, and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind—eliciting a cute squeal from you. He smiled sheepishly. “This is a nice idea, kitten! Are you planning to camp out here through the night?”

You suddenly sat backwards and onto Kenma’s lap after he pulled you towards him, resting your back on his chest. “Mhmm… we are!” you said enthusiastically, leaning your head back, your cheek rubbing gently on his own. “Instead of sleeping in our bedroom as usual, why not sleep here in our beautiful fort? Perfect time for cuddling in the cold and rainy weather.”

You felt your gamer boyfriend’s embrace tighten, his lips peppering light kisses on your nape. “Yeah, it’s perfect… hmm~ so comfy, we could stay like this for as long as we want.”

You hummed in agreement, tracing small circles on Kenma’s knee with your fingertips. You heard him mumble, “Stop it, that tickles, Y/N!” but he didn’t swat your hand away, which made you chuckle softly.

“Ah, before I forget!” You untangled yourself from his arms and grabbed a worn-out box on the table near the both of you and opened the lid, carefully sliding a deck of playing cards and presenting it to him with a smile. “Wanna play some cards with me, Kenken?” You asked him, nimble hands shuffling the cards, distributing them evenly.

“What kind of card game are we playing tonight, hm?'' the former Nekoma setter asked, a puzzled expression evident on his face. “I… don’t mind playing a round or two with you, kitten.”

Your eyes widened like saucers and you beamed at him. “Great! Um, we’re playing a round of Crazy Eight—have you ever played that game before?”

Kenma shook his head, looking down with his eyebrows knitted in the middle and his lips forming a pout. “I’m familiar with the name and have an idea of the rules, but I haven’t played it before, I’m afraid.” He glanced at you sheepishly, tucking a lock of pudding-like hair back behind his ear. “Care to tell me the basics, kitten? Please?”

You stilled and suddenly clutched the front of your shirt, cheeks burning bright at the cute sight in front of you that is Kozume Kenma. How can my boyfriend look so… so freaking cute, pouting and all?!

You snapped from your daze and cleared out your throat. “Well… the rules in playing Crazy Eight are…,” you proceeded to tell Kenma all that he needed to know about playing the card game. “...I just want to know if I could also beat you like I’d beat both Tetsu and Shou-chan, that’s all,” you said modestly after cutting the deck in half before shuffling it again in a cute manner. Your doe eyes locked in with Kenma’s own golden eyes. “So, are you game?”

“You wanna beat me in a game of Crazy eight, huh? How bold...” Kenma chuckled, before cocking his head in a mocking manner. “Well, if that’s what my Y/N wants… Who am I to disagree? But...” He smirked, slowly crawling towards you like a lion targeting his prey, making you flustered and antsy, bringing his hand near your face before flicking his fingers over your forehead.

“Ow, it hurts…!” you cried, rubbing the stinging spot on your forehead.

Your boyfriend lightly pecked the tip of your nose, grinning. “...if you lose, you have to follow everything I say. Is that clear to you, kitten?”

Everything…? You gulped at the punishment given to you, a horde of butterflies fluttering in your stomach. You brought your hand in salute, mumbling, “Y-yessir…!” and started dealing five cards each for the both of you before putting the rest of the deck in the middle of the futoned floor, all facing down.

Then you both decided on who goes first via janken. “Janken pon!” The two of you chanted while throwing your fists in the middle.

“Heh.” Kenma flashed you a somewhat Cheshire cat-like smile, in contrast to your scaredy-cat expression; the result: his ‘scissors’ won over your ‘paper'.

“AAAAAARRRRRRGHHHHH!!! Damnit, Kenma! You could’ve let me win though,” you whined, bringing your hands to your face, not letting him see your defeat. To be honest, Kenma knew you couldn’t really beat him in a game of janken, even after 10 tries. You sucked, still denying the fact that you really sucked.

“But I just wanna see that look on your face again after you tasted defeat, Y/N. It’s cute,” he confessed, crossing his arms to his chest and lips pouting again.

Your eyebrow twitched in annoyance as your face had gone red. This guy… if I win this, I will kiss that pout away from your pretty setter lips. Just you wait! You smiled, half-faking, willing your flustered cheeks to dissipate, and reached to flip for the first card. “Okay, let’s see the top card first.”

GAME START!

Hajimemashite

Mazu wa koe ni dashite

Tsutawaranai tte?

Nara kami ni kaite

Te wo tataite

Ashibumi shite

Gikochinakute mo

Utaimasho

Top card played: 10 of Hearts.

Kenma looked closely at the cards he had, then glanced at you looking anxiously back at him. He slowly closed his eyes, chuckling to himself, and dropped a 10 of Spades.

“Your turn, kitten.”

You curtly nodded, before quickly picking a 5 of Spades and dropped it on the pile. You wiped the sweat on your right hand using the throw pillow perched on your lap. Two cards had been dealt but you were starting to get nervous. It’s not just your boyfriend who’s playing against you right now, it’s the Kozume Kenma who is Nekoma’s ‘brain’, whom Shou-chan played against in a difficult but exciting match at the Nationals during their high school volleyball days. You shuddered a bit; his golden eyes were observing you, analyzing your every move, every expression—

“6 of Spades,” he mumbled, interrupting your thoughts, dropping said card onto the pile. And he winked at you, making your cheeks flushed a bit. You quickly averted yourhis gaze, cursing internally. Bastard.

Freut mich

Kimi ni

Enchantee

Nante

Chūcì jiànmiàn

Tsutaete

Cheoeum boebgessseubnida

Ii ka

You peeked into your cards at hand—clearly you didn’t have a card with that number and that 10 of Spades was your only card under that suit. You clicked your tongue and reached to pick a card in the deck.

“Aha, lucky~!” You hummed happily, dropping onto the pile the 3 of Spades you had picked from the deck. Maybe you also did a little dance in your mind while seeing Kenma’s eyebrows pinched together, his eyes peering closely at his cards. His hand then reached to pick a card from the deck and tucked it alongside his other cards before dropping another card on the pile.

Tre agrable

Kono mune

Mucho gusto

Kitai to

Muito prazer

Fuan de

Ochen priyatno

Douka

Nari sou

Demo moshikashite kimi mo onaji kamo

Dakara

[22:50.]

Current top card playing: 7 of Diamonds (Y/N’s turn)

Even with the chilling rainy weather, you we’re still sweating profusely. You bit the inside of your cheek for the nth time and clicked your tongue again. You only had two cards left on your hand (a 4 of Spades and a 9 of Clubs), Kenma only one, and only three remaining cards from the deck left. There were some few possible scenarios forming in your head, one of them involving you dropping either one of your remaining cards, and—if you’re lucky—him taking another card from the deck and (probably) dropping (hopefully) a card with either suit.

“Prepare yourself for the incoming punishment later, Y/N,” Kenma told you sweetly, his observing cat-like orbs still watching you; a smirk hiding behind that sole playing card he was holding. Even through the dimly lit room, the gamer could still see your cheeks go flushed.

“I-I won’t lose!” you stuttered, gripping the upper-right corner of one of your cards tightly, ready to deal any minute.

So cute, Kenma thought as he saw you dropping, no, slamming a 9 of Clubs on the pile. Really cute.

“Heh. Checkmate.”

“Wait what—“

He dropped his only remaining card on the pile. A 5 of Clubs. You yelled and wept in horror.

“Let’s play another round, Kenma! Please?” you kneeled and pleaded in front of him, on your face an expression of anguish.

“No can do, kitten. You said one round, and that’s enough.” He looked at you with his golden lovesick eyes, smiling softly. He then brought his hand and cupped your chin before leaning towards you.

“Now, time to punish you with my kisses and cuddles, loser.”

Hajimemashite

Mazu wa koe ni dashite

Tsutawaranai tte?

Nara kami ni kaite

Te wo tataite

Ashibumi shite

Gikochinakute mo

Utaimasho

[07:19. Kozume Residence.]

“Kenma! Y/N! Kenma!” Kuroo Tetsurou kept on calling both your names while continuously knocking on the front door of your house, but got no response. “Oi…!” He sighed, fishing his phone out from his coat pocket before realizing he couldn’t contact you both, and cursed as he put it back inside. Telephone lines were still down, but the power supply’s back. The rain had somehow slowly ebbed a few hours earlier, the downpour stopping completely about an hour ago.

Kuroo sighed again and fished the spare house key Kenma gave to him years ago after the latter moved in from his parents’ house (“...as a last resort,” he said to the former Nekoma captain), inserting it into the key slot before turning the doorknob and letting himself inside.

“Kenma… Y/N…,” he hollered across the semi-dark and quiet hallway, noticing both your shoes neatly arranged in the entranceway while removing his own shoes and slipping into some fuzzy cat slippers. Kuroo shuffled his feet towards the hallway until he saw the door to the living room slide open.

“Oya oya? Lookit here…” The sports promoter’s eyes widened at what he saw inside the living room. Never in the years he had visited Kenma’s house did he see a simple yet beautifully-built fort, blankets and scattered throw pillows and all. There were a few long-snuffed candles all over the room far away from the fort, and—Kuroo found this one endearing—his childhood friend sleeping beside you, cuddling you like a koala, his face mushed into your chest. You, on the other hand, had your chin perched atop his head, your arms and left leg wrapped around Kenma also. Both of you looked so cute sleeping like this, a few soft snores and dreamy mumbles coming from you two.

Kuroo grinned at the scene and grabbed his phone again, opening the Camera app… and the shutter went off.

Bonus:

[A few hours later (communication lines are up)...]

“The two of you are so cute in here, Y/N, Kenma~”

“Geh! W-why do you…”

“Awwwwwwww~ Kenken sleeps like a baby here! (insert crying noises)”

“I know, right? (insert hyena laugh) You two don’t mind me sharing this to the Cats GC?”

“I don’t really mind, since this candid shot is so cute…”

“But I do, Y/N. Now, Kuro, don’t share that in the group chat… i-it’s embarrassing as is to me. Or else I’ll leave...”

“Aw~ why not?”

“Because I said so.”

“Killjoy. Ne ne, can you send it to me, Tetsu, pleeeeeeease?”

“Sure! Aaaand… sent!”

“Kuro…”

“Yes, yes… I’ll delete it no—oops.”

“?”

“Unfortunately, my thumb slipped.”

“...”

“You fucking rooster.”

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haikyuu masterlist.

description: all things haikyū!! | old masterlist

self-indulgent.

⤜ ang iwasan

t. kei × reader | angst | part two

⤜ farewell, mr. almost

k. shinsuke × reader | angst

⤜ paalam

a. keiji × reader | angst

⤜ you should’ve told me

o. tōru × reader | angst

⤜ love when you’re ready

u. wakatoshi × reader | angst

⤜ i’ll choose you again

k. tobio × reader | fluff

⤜ good night, my love

s. kiyoomi × reader | angst | warning: pet death

⤜ letting go

m. atsumu × reader | angst

⤜ because i love you.

m. atsumu × reader | yandere | with warnings

⤜ wedding speech

k. motoya × reader | fluff

⤜ second chance?

t. kei × reader | fluff | “ang iwasan” pt. 2

⤜ saglit

k. shinsuke × reader | angst |

⤜ until we meet again

s. kōshi × reader | angst |

rewritten works.

⤜ farewell, mr. almost | part two

k. shinsuke × reader | angst | fluff

⤜ paalam | part two | part three

a. keiji × reader | angst | slight angst | fluff

requested.

⤜ the proposal

s. kiyoomi × reader | fluff

⤜ kiss or miss

s. kiyoomi × reader; b. kōtarō × reader; t. kei × reader; u. wakatoshi × reader | fluff

⤜ trust your instinct

t. satori × reader | fluff, crack

⤜ always an exception

s. kiyoomi × reader | fluff

⤜ sore loser

k. tobio × reader | fluff, kinda crack?

⤜ crumbs

s. kiyoomi × reader | fluff

⤜ i got you

t. kei × reader | fluff

⤜ uw | rewritten

u. wakatoshi × reader | fluff

⤜ talk to me

m. atsumu × reader | fluff

events.

⤜ 100 followers event

9/9 | completed

⤜ 200 followers event

08/12 | in progress

⤜ 300 followers event

00/10 | queued

social media au.

⤜ pretend you’re mine

m. atsumu × reader | fluff

⤜ wasted words

⤜ tell me three things

mini series.

⤜ crumbs

⤜ malay mo tayo

⤜ little things

hq characters with babies.

⤜ click here

drabbles / idea dump.

⤜ midnight cleaning

s. kiyoomi × reader | fluff

⤜ not too cold, not too warm

o. tōru × reader | fluff

⤜ laundry

b. kōtarō × reader | fluff

⤜ potato omelette, pt. 1

m. osamu × reader | fluff

⤜ movie night

m. issei × reader | fluff, slight smut?

⤜ potato omelette, pt. 2

m. osamu × reader | fluff

⤜ home

u. wakatoshi × reader | fluff

⤜ hanami

m. atsumu × reader | fluff

⤜ taho!

b. kōtarō × filo! reader | fluff

⤜ bunot

k. shinsuke × filo!reader | fluff

⤜ man-made flood

m. atsumu × filo!reader | fluff

⤜ pakisabi na lang

m. atsumu × reader | fluff

⤜ potato omelette, pt. 3

m. osamu × reader | fluff

⤜ confess

a. takanobu × reader | fluff

⤜ salty

t. kei × reader | fluff

⤜ just like this

u. wakatoshi × reader | fluff

⤜ bed

t. satori × reader | fluff, implied smut

⤜ scratch

m. atsumu × reader | slight smut

⤜ teased

t. kei × reader | slight smut

⤜ try not to get caught

m. issei × reader | smut

⤜ rawr

s. kiyoomi × reader | smut | picrew inspired

⤜ rawr

m. atsumu × reader | fluff | picrew inspired

comfort fic/s

⤜ “hold me close?”

m. osamu × reader | fluff

⤜ “i will always be here.”

t. kei × reader | fluff

⤜ “breathe with me.”

b. kōtarō × reader | fluff

⤜ “always”

s. kiyoomi × reader | fluff

⤜ “i’b fide”

t. kei × reader | fluff

revamping

⤜ farewell, mr. almost

k. shinsuke × reader | angst

⤜ paalam

a. keiji × reader | angst

#keiyoomi: revamp #haikyuu masterlist #haikyuu!! masterlist

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