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Boys that would do this

GOJO, Inumaki, MAHITO, KAMINARI, UZUI, DOUMA TENDOU, Bokuto, Nishinoya, Tanaka, ATSUMU

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Made December 28th 2023

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REO MIKAGE, SHIDOU RYUSEI, ALEXIS NESS, Hiori Yo, SENDOU SHUTO, INUMAKI TOGE, GOJO SATORU, Itadori Yuji, PERCY JACKSON, Leo Valdez, DENKI KAMINARI, TANAKA RYUNOSKE, NISHINOYA YU, OIKAWA TOORU, MATSUKAWA ISSEI, Tendou Satori, Semi Eita, ATSUMU MIYA, Osamu Miya, YAKU MORISUKE + your favs!!!

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592 Nendoroid Yu Nishinoya

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Kuroo has always had a bad hair.

Ever since he was a kid, one of his main physical traits is his atrocious bed hair. He wakes up like that because of how hard he presses his pillows to his ears while he sleeps, so it's not really a habit he can change easily. Also, he has never had a problem with it, especially because his pretty wife, you, said it's one of your favorite parts of him.

You always talk about how you love his hair, even if you still call him "rooster head" sometimes. You love to pet it, you love the shape, the color and everything involving his hair. Not even he is capable of understanding the "attraction" you feel for it, so he just enjoys it.

So yeah, he doesn't really hate his hair, and overtime, he learned how to keep it more "tamed" and "behaved". So he thought his hair problems were over. No more bad hair days.

Well, he thought.

"Stupid... hair tie...." Kuroo murmured, voice coming out muffled because of the pink butterfly pin with glitter that was on his mouth. His eyes held a look of extreme concentration, akin to a hunter aiming for a deer in the middle of the woods.

He was serious. In fact, he had never been so serious in his life. Because this wasn't any occasion. It was the first time you had ever let him dress up your 5 year old daughter for school. He couldn't mess this up.

Her hair needed to be perfect. He just seemed to forget he had never braided a hair before in his life.

"Daddy, are you alright?" His little girl asked, feet moving around and hands on her lap, waiting patiently for her dad to finish the "amazing hairstyle" he promised her.

If only she knew.

"Yeah, sweetheart!" Tetsuro said, drops of sweat running down his forehead. "Just wait a little more!" He said, taking his phone off his pocket while still holding a lock of hair and still with the butterfly pin in his mouth.

He then started watching a video on youtube. It's title was "How to make a braid with only 3 steps".

"Ah, so it's actually done with 3 locks of hair, not only 2!"

He then began treading his daughter's hair with such precision that it was scary. His eyes were focused and it seemed like he couldn't pay attention to anything else. It was only him, the hair ties, and the hair. Nothing else.

After a while, things were actually going somewhere.

No way. He was almost getting it finished!

"Tetsu, honey, are you guys ready?" He heard you calling from the kitchen

"One sec, love!" Kuroo shouted back. "Now I just need to do this and... AHA! My masterpiece is ready!"

"How do I look, daddy?" His daughter asked, smiling brightly at him. Even if she had some missing teeth, Kuroo swore it was the prettiest smile he had ever seen in his life. Of course it was. It was just like your's, afterall.

"You look amazing sweetie. Like a real princess! You're your dad's princess, you know that, right?"

"Thank you dad!" She smiled again, hugging him strongly. He hug her back, careful not to touch her hair in the process. He couldn't ruin his hard work!

"Now, why don't we go show mama how great you look, hm?" He crouched down and smiled at her

"Of course! Let's go dad!" She laughed, grabbing his hands and pulling him downstairs.

She really was the cutest kid Kuroo has ever seen.

"Okay sweetheart, close your eyes!" Kuroo said, peeking from the kitchen's door. "Our daughter wants to surprise you with her amazing hair - the one I braided, of course"

"Sure, Tetsu! I can't wait to see this great work of art!" You giggled, using a sarcatic tone.

I mean, look at his hair. He couldn't have an experience with braiding. It was clear the hair would look utterly horrible.

"Hey, I sensed that sarcasm!" He said, which made you giggle "Mind you, she loved it!"

"If you say so. I'm gonna close my eyes now!" You smiled, putting your hands on front of your eyes to show them you wouldn't cheat and open your eyes

"No peaking, mama!" You heard your daughter saying, her little footsteps making you realize she entered the kitchen.

"Yeah, no peaking!" Kuroo agreed.

Gosh, they really were the same.

"Okay, okay! I'm not gonna peek"

"Now, I'm gonna count to three and say 'now'. Then you can open your eyes!" Kuroo said, voice showing how excited he was

"Okay!" You smiled

"1..."

You were really starting to think he did a great job. He looked so proud of it, after all!

"2..."

You heard your daughter giggling in the background. Maybe you really judged your husband wrong. Maybe he did know how to braid hairs.

"3..."

You were sure it would be at least decent. If it was, then you'd let your daughter wear it to school. If they were both happy, why not?

"Now!"

You then remove your hands from your face and open your eyes, meeting the most...

Atrocious braid you've ever seen.

"She's not going like that to school." You deadpanned, looking at the hair and wondering why he thought this looked good. Had he never seen a braid before in his life?

"HUH? WHY NOT?" Kuroo shouted, his chest that was once proudly puffed up now deflating

"Why not, mama?" Your daughter started tearing up, looking up at you with big, pleading eyes.

"It looks..." terrible. Is what you really wanted to say.

But looking at your the sad faces of your family members, you didn't find the strength to do so. And so, with a sigh, you smiled and said

"Too good! Other kids will be jealous!"

"For a moment there I thought you were judging my hairstyling habilities!" Kuroo laughed, that obnoxious laugh of his that you loved so much echoing through the halls

"Oh!" Your daughter also laughed, the same way her dad did "There's no problem! I can tell dad to do their hairstyles too!"

"Great idea, sweetie!" Kuroo agreed with her, eyes sparkling up

"I think... it's better if you don't"

"What do you mean by that?" Kuroo asked, looking straight at you with a very sad face.

"Just... you don't seem to have a talent with hairs."

"But you told me you love my hair!" Tetsuro pouted

"I do. And I love you, too!" You kissed his nose, making him smirk at you.

"Not enough. What about... here?"

He grabbed you by the waist and pulled you in for a kiss on the lips. It was full of all the love and passion he held for you and the family you both created together.

"Ewww, daddy and mommy are kissing! Gross!" Your daughter put her tongue out and did a "throwing up" mimic, making you both laugh.

"Now, let's take you to school, sweetheart!"

You smiled, leading both your husband and your daughter to the car.

You really loved your family, even if Kuroo didn't know how to deal with hairs sometimes.

You wonder if he would "get along" better with his son's hair. The son that he still doesn't know is in your belly right now.

Well, he still has 7 months to practice for when the time comes.

~ A/N: FINALLY WROTE A REQUEST!! It was so fun writing this omG. I love healthy families 💕. ALSO, first hq fic!! 🥳🥳

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The hear me out cake.

It has been, for the past month, a famous trend on Tik Tok.

And today, it has proven to be the bane of your existence.

"Tsumu, please" You tried to open the door, but it was locked

"No! Don't look at me! I'm too ugly! Hideous!"

"No you're not!" You sighed audibly

"Quit decieving me! I know I am!"

This has been going on for hours now. And you don't know how to put an end to it.

It all started when you were both just chilling on the couch this morning, right after you woke up from a movie night. Atsumu's head was on your chest as he looked over at your phone, watching videos with you as you scrolled through the endless abyss of Tik Tok.

Everything was going fine: with one of your hands massaging his blond locks and the other holding your phone up, he was really starting to get sleepy. This week of training was harsh, after all. This was all he needed: a relaxing weekend with the love of his life.

It was all going fine. Really.

Until it wasn't. Until that damned video appeared on your "for you" page.

"Our hear me out cake!"

Two girl, probably barely above 16, said together while smiling at the camera. A big chocolate cake was seen next to the camera, and they held printed images of characters and celebrities.

Both you and Atsumu already knew about the trend. You're both chronically online, after all. So, you decided to watch the video.

After a while, you were starting to get bored of it. You were going to scroll, but decided against it. You kept watching.

And damn it, you really should have skipped this video. You really should have. It would have spared you of a lot of suffering.

Because the next and last "Hear me out" the girls showed was...

"Atsumu Miya. The volleyball player"

"No way" one of them laughed "No way you're into him"

Oh oh. This is NOT good.

"HUH?" Atsumu jumped off of you, snatching the phone from your hands and rewinding the video to make sure he heard it right.

"Hey, Tsumu! Give me my phone back!" You said, trying to forcefully grab it back yet not managing to. You were no match for a literal athlete, afterall.

"Atsumu Miya. The volleyball player"

"No way. No way you're into--"

"Tsumu..."

"Atsumu Miya. The volleyball player"

"No way. No way--"

"Atsumu."

"Atsumu Miya. The volleyball player"

"No way--"

"Atsumu Miya."

"Atsumu Miya--"

"Atsumu Miya--"

"Atsumu Miya!"

You "stole" your phone back, glaring at him

"You can't just grab people's phone like that! It's disrespectful and..."

Just one look at him made you forget you were even angry at him before.

He looked utterly and undoubtdely heartbroken.

"Tsumu..."

"Be honest" he started, looking at the ground "Do you think I'm ugly? Am I a... hear me out?"

"God, Tsumu, no!" You hugged him tightly "You're beautiful, my love!"

"You don't need to lie to make me feel better!" He pushed you away and dramatically put his hand on his chest. "I know I look like a homeless guy who hasn't taken a shower for the last 3 weeks - no, years!"

"Tsumu, you know that's not true..." You tried to hug him again

"Don't come any closer!" He pushed your arms away "I'm going to isolate myself in my room so no one is infected by my uglyness!"

You would've been hurt if you didn't know your boyfriend.

He looked like a highschool girl who just got rejected by her crush right now, but all he needs is time to calm down. He'll get back to normal soon enough

Except he didn't.

And that's how you found yourself in the position you've been in for 2 endless hours: head against your shared bedroom's door and trying to convince Atsumu to open it.

"Tsumu, open the door, please" You sighed, sitting with your back against the door and waiting for a response, only to be met with silence

"Tsumu, you're not hideous" You heard footsteps approaching you.

"...really?" He said from across the door

Yes! It was working! He was actually listening to you now! You couldn't let this opportunity pass.

"Yes! You're one of the most - scratch that, the most handsome man I've ever met!" You got up, resting your hand against the door "You're beautiful inside and out, I love you and couldn't be prouder to have you as my lovely, amazing and beautiful boyfriend" You smiled, praying to God that this would do. You really just wanted to lay down and cuddle with him.

The door finally cracked open, but not entirely. You could only see one of his eyes peeking through the tiny opening he made

"Say that again" he said, eyes unblinking

"What?"

"Say that last part again" he looked at you, gaze so strong you felt weak "Please"

"I love you?? And I'm proud of having you as my boyfriend??"

"Why do you sound so full of doubt?!"

"I love you." You said, laughing a little "And I'm very proud to have you as my amazing boyfriend."

Maybe this worked! He'll finally open the--

Nevermind. The door was closed yet again.

Not again! What did you do wrong this time? Maybe it's because you were laughing? Well, you'll just have to try again--

"I LOVE YOU TOO!!" Atsumu said, opening the door and literally throwing himself at you.

"AHHH!"

It was so sudden that you crashed to the floor, with him on top of you and your lungs with little to no oxygen. You weren't sure how you were even breathing at this point.

"I love you!" Atsumu said again, resting his head against your boobs in a (hopefully) not perverted way.

"I love you too" you smiled, caressing his hair "Now, why don't we go watch a movie? I missed you! I didn't see you for 2 long, torturous hours!" You said, laughing a little

"Sure!" Atsumu answered, getting up. Then, like a kid who did (or rather, was planning to do) something naughty, he suddenly began to run away

"Where are you going?"

"I'm just going to write a little comment on that video!"

"ATSUMU, NO!" You got up and ran after him.

"ATSUMU YES!" He began to run faster.

You were not able to stop him in time. Again, he was an athlete, afterall.

His PR team had to deal with the media later.

Whatever. It's not like any of these people's opinions on him mattered anyway.

What matters is that you think he's handsome and funny and your lovely boyfriend. And he'll do his damn best to make sure that never changes.

~ I heard we have a new Atsumu fan here! Welcome @someprettyname!!

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cw: none. timeskip haikyuu.

when kuroo sits down next to you, carrying your sleepy daughter, you can’t help but stare. you feel… in peace. the way tetsuro sighs and kisses your already asleep daughter’s forehead before looking at you with those lovely yet tired hazel eyes and that soft smile.

“should i get jealous?” you chuckle softly, your fingers leaving your phone to caress his biceps. “ugh cmere, babe” he snorts, amused smirk on his face. you oblige, and his arm wraps around your shoulders, making you lean against his chest. “you’re a great dad” you whisper, looking up from your daughter to look at kuroo. “I know I am” he chuckles when you roll your eyes. “but i like when you remind me”. he kisses your crown, closing his eyes and inhaling your essence. “you’ll be the cool dad between her group of friends” you chuckle softly, he pulls away and his eyes lock with yours. “oh, of course i’ll be, and probably their driver as well” he caresses your daughter’s back, who clutches kuroo’s shirt. “the hot daddy, too” you whisper and peck him, making him chuckle. “nasty woman” he winks at you, and you just lay there, with your husband and your daughter, and all you can think about is in how you would make this little moment to last forever.

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cw: none. timeskip haikyuu.

you can’t help but watch him.

there is something so comforting in how kuroo does everything with so much calm and serenity. the way he is on the bathroom, shirtless and shaving with so much care the small beard that has grown on his perfect face this last week. he has a towel on his waist and there are some drops crossing his broad chest and you follow their paths across your boyfriend’s body.

you’re just leaning against the doorframe, yet it feels like entering heaven. the muscles of his back flexing slightly with each move while tetsuro is looking so focused looking at himself in the mirror, glancing at you to give you a soft smile each time your eyes cross. his golden eyes locking with yours for a few seconds before he picks up with his task in hand.

some people say perfection doesn’t exist, but that’s because they’ve never seen kuroo tetsuro.

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⊹ ࣪ ˖ wedding days .ᐟ

★ warnings: suggestive, mostly fluff. timeskip haikyuu. masterlist.

⋆. 𐙚 kuroo was so tired. he hugged you from behind while you were grabbing a glass of wine. "hello, husband" you say, caressing his arms that are surrounding you. you can't see him, but he is pouting while he talks into your ear. "I wanna go home and just be with you. I barely know all these people, you've got so many cousins"

⋆. 𐙚 tetsuro, who instead of cry after saying kissing the bride, started having a laugh attack. he didn't look at your dad in the whole day and night after that because of how embarrassed he wasp, even if his now father-in-law found it endearing.

⋆. 𐙚 tetsuro and his stupid, pervy comments in your ear at the wedding. you were wearing that gorgeous dress after the ceremony to be more comfortable. it was white, of course, but also tight and — in kuroo's words — extremely sexy. "goddamn baby, your ass looks so good in this dress" he muttered while you were talking with your friends. "tetsu, cut it off" you whisper back, an amused and playful glance towards him. "the only thing I want to cut now is your bra... you mean wifey, look at that cleavage" he lets out a whistle, his hands surrounding your waist and pulling you flush against him, shamelessly stealing you from your conversation with your friends.

⋆. 𐙚 silly kuroo, who started crying all the water in his body when you hugged him, whispering to him that you would never leave him, you'd be always by his side no matter what. his big arms hugging you tightly. he just wanna make sure you won't leave like everyone did.

⋆. 𐙚 tetsuro, who got drunk with bokuto and knelt down in front of you. "you're gorgeous" he slurs. "you should marry me, pretty lady" he kisses your hand, and bokuto can be heard laughing loudly. he immediately got up after seeing your dad's glare.

˚⋆. 𐙚 kuroo and his sloppy kisses on your neck while you're trying to open the front door of the house. he is impatient, and the damn key doesn't cooperate. his hands on your waist, fingers digging into your flesh, as his tongue tastes your neck. "fucking gorgeous, baby. open the damn door so I can have you properly as my wife"

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calloused hands-t. kuroo smau

divider credits to roseraris

𖦹his hands are worn from years of volleyball. her’s are worn from years of playing guitar 𖦹

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status: completed, but i reserve the right to post bonus content at random

tags: kuroo x f!reader, one sided enemies to lovers, serendipity, university au, reader is a musician in an indie punk band

warnings: language, alcohol use, violence, adult themes, mommy issues im giving yn mommy issues forgot to mention that, grammatical mistakes probably, everyone probably will be out of character, please note warnings may change as story progresses, and to check each chapter for individual warnings

minors dni

taglist: closed

each part is named after the song i listened to while making it

playlist one playlist two

introductions: the band | the team

track one: dumb fucks track two: hair of dog track three: monkey jaw track four: hooked fish [✐] track five: magnet track six: the the empty track seven: heaven track eight: bag of worms track nine: all i think about now track ten: rigid track eleven: the shadow baby track twelve: waiting so long [✐] track thirteen: trace me onto you track fourteen: enumerating track fifteen: kute track sixteen: drunk voicemail [✐] track seventeen: all this love [✐] track eighteen: cream of gold track nineteen: liar's love [✐] track twenty: kill me track twenty-one: anything [✐] track twenty-two: just like heaven [✐]

bonus content: band lore nishinoya + hinata lore mommy issues lore tanaka + kiyoko lore bloody nose (extra chapter)

yn style guide

daily click for palestine 🇵🇸

moodboard/description on calloused hands from @causenessus

"inner child healing, DEF vintage core, lowkey 10 things i hate about you "do you like the girl? is she worth all this trouble? either she is or she isn't" type beat in my very humble opinion. big grunge vibes. throwing rocks out your window. sneaking out of the house. the kind of couple to pack their bags and run away from home together/just leave everything behind to start a new life. definitely a kind of looks like they could kill you and would kill you (yn) and looks like they could kill you but won't (bc he's kuroo i'm in love with my girlfriend and everything i have is her's and i will only fight for her tetsuro). cigarettes after sex (sunsetz) for sure and CURRENT JOYS (honorable song mentions: kids, new flesh, my motorcycle, you broke my heart). ALSO ALSO other really specific kind of references they give me lockwood and lucy (lockwood and co.) vibes except for y/n is lockwood with her kind of i'm not living for anything vibes before kuroo comes into her life I HOPE SOMEONE GETS THIS. OR they're nico and libby "you're a fire hazard. stop apologizing for the damage and just let the fucker burn" (which i interpret as "i'm going to love you no matter what. just be yourself") nico and libby (atlas six) kind of dynamic I DON'T KNOW"

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✎ . . . their reaction to you DEFENDING THEM .ᐟ.ᐟ

- 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝖪𝖾𝗇𝗆𝖺 𝖪𝗈𝗓𝗎𝗆𝖾 ⋆ 𝖲𝗎𝗇𝖺 𝖱𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎 ⋆ 𝖪𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗒𝖺𝗆𝖺 𝖳𝗈𝖻𝗂𝗈 ⋆ 𝖠𝗄𝖺𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗂 𝖪𝖾𝗂𝗃𝗂 ⋆ 𝖭𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗈𝗒𝖺 𝗒𝗎𝗎

Rintarou stood quietly off to the side, his usual unimpressed expression fixed in place as someone started throwing accusations his way—something about being lazy or unmotivated. You, however, weren’t having any of it.

“Excuse me, but do you even know what you’re talking about?” you interrupted, stepping in front of Rintarou. “He works harder than anyone else, and just because he doesn’t broadcast it like some people doesn’t mean you get to judge him.”

Rintarou’s eyes widened slightly, caught off guard by your sudden defense. The tiniest smirk tugged at his lips as he watched you go off on his behalf. When the other person finally backed down and walked away, you turned to him, your face still flushed with indignation.

“You didn’t have to do that,” he said, his voice soft and calm, but his gaze held an uncharacteristic warmth.

“Yes, I did,” you shot back. “They were being unfair.”

his smirk deepened, his hand ruffling your hair. “Thanks, Y/n. You’re kind of scary when you’re mad, but… I like it.”

Keiji was trying to remain polite, as always, but the person arguing with him clearly wasn’t interested in reason. They kept cutting him off, questioning his decisions, and Keiji‘s calm demeanor was starting to falter.

That’s when you stepped in. “Hold on, why don’t you let him finish before jumping to conclusions?” you said firmly, crossing your arms. “Akaashi knows exactly what he’s doing, and if you actually listened to him, you’d realize that.”

The person stammered, clearly taken aback by your sharp tone, before awkwardly excusing themselves. Keiji blinked at you, his mouth slightly open in surprise.

“You didn’t have to do that, Y/n,” he said after a moment, his voice soft.

You shrugged, your cheeks a little pink. “I couldn’t just stand there and let them talk to you like that.”

A small smile appeared on his lips as he adjusted his glasses. “Thank you,” he murmured, his eyes meeting yours with quiet admiration. “You didn’t just defend me—you reminded me why I’m lucky to have you around.”

Kenma hated arguments, especially when he was the target. He’d much rather let the other person talk themselves out than get involved, but this time, they were relentless, criticizing his supposed lack of “effort” on the team.

You, however, weren’t about to let that slide. “Oh, come on,” you said, stepping forward with a sharp glare. “Do you even know Kenma? He works harder than anyone else. Just because he’s not loud about it doesn’t mean he doesn’t care.”

Kenma’s eyes widened slightly as he watched you defend him. The other person stammered before leaving, clearly overwhelmed by your fierce energy.

Kenma tugged lightly at your sleeve, his voice barely above a whisper. “You didn’t have to do that…”

“Of course I did,” you said, still fuming. “They were being unfair.”

Kenma’s lips quirked into a small, almost shy smile. “Thanks,” he said, his cheeks tinged pink. “But… you know, you don’t have to fight my battles for me.”

“I know,” you replied, softening. “I just couldn’t stand there and do nothing.”

Kenma’s gaze lingered on you for a moment before he muttered, “You’re kind of amazing, you know that?”

Noya was mid-argument, his fiery personality clashing with someone who clearly underestimated him. He was holding his ground, but the other person’s snide remarks were starting to hit a nerve.

That’s when you jumped in. “Hey! Who do you think you are, talking to him like that?” you snapped, stepping between them. “Noya’s one of the best players on the team, and he’s got more heart than you could ever understand.”

Nishinoya blinked, caught off guard as the person muttered an apology and backed off. When they were gone, he broke into a wide grin. “Y/n! That was awesome!”

You crossed your arms, still glaring in the direction the person had gone. “They had no right to talk to you like that.”

Noya laughed, throwing an arm around your shoulders. “Man, you’re fiery! I love it! You’re like my personal knight in shining armor.”

His teasing tone made you roll your eyes, but the way he looked at you—like you were the coolest person in the world—made your heart race.

Tobio wasn’t the best at handling confrontations, so when someone started criticizing him for being “too intense” on the court, he didn’t know how to respond. He stood there, frowning deeply, his fists clenched at his sides.

Before he could say anything, you stepped in. “Excuse me, but do you even know what you’re talking about?” you said, your voice firm. “Kageyama is one of the hardest-working players out there, and if you can’t see that, maybe you should just leave.”

The person hesitated before walking away, clearly intimidated by your sharp tone. Kageyama stared at you, his expression a mix of surprise and admiration.

“You didn’t have to do that,” he said quietly, scratching the back of his neck.

You turned to him, still fuming. “Of course I did! They were being ridiculous.”

His ears turned red as he muttered, “Thanks, I guess.” He avoided your gaze for a moment before adding, “It’s… nice to know you have my back.”

You smiled softly, reaching out to nudge his shoulder. “Always.”

For the rest of the day, Tobio couldn’t stop thinking about how fiercely you’d stood up for him, and he swore to himself that he’d work even harder—not for the critics, but for you.

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cw mildy suggestive

despite himself, in the scene of romance, nishinoya yuu was a weak man.

it was palpable in the way his lips parted every time you walked in the room, the narrowing of his eyes if he even sensed the gaze of another man lingering on you for too long. you knew it by the subtle press of his hips against yours every time he got you in the back seat of his car, hands on your face as he kissed you until you were breathless. every touch had him reeling. he was needy. he was weak. and he knew you knew; that smile on your face was all but teasing.

“stop it,” he murmured, half whining. the bridge of his nose had been dusted with a brilliant pink, hair mussed from the way your hands ran through it. the fabric of his shirt was wrinkled by his eagerness to be closer.

you smiled, less mocking now, more affectionate. “can’t help it, yuu,” you spoke, voice soft as if the moment was something fragile — to be broken by the boom of sound. “you look so pretty when you’re all ruffled.”

his brows furrowed at the way you poked fun, but at the term left your lips, it morphed into something entirely different. his throat bobbed with the force of a thick swallow, eyes flickering away from yours for just a moment. “pretty, huh?” he grinned. “i’m a man. aren’t I handsome? irresistible? captivat-”

“pretty is better,” you breathed, cutting him off. your nimble fingers brushed a piece of his hair from his face, raking over his features as if it was the first time you had ever seen him.

a pause. he looked up at you, oddly focused, before his lips stretched so wide his smile barely fit on his face. “alright,” he said. “you think i’m pretty, i’m pretty. your wish is my command.”

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Imagine being his loving wife who loves to cook for him

and one day he pisses you off somehow and so what do you decide to do? cook his favorite dish of course

with an ungodly amount of salt

Your husband absolutely loves your cooking, so when he returned home from work to smell the warm scent of his favorite meal all of his troubles washed away.

You greeted him as sweetly and lovingly as you do every day, leading him to the dinner table and serving him his meal. You were beaming, seemingly excited for him to dig in.

And upon the first bite, he had to fight the urge to scrunch his face in both surprise and disgust. Not wanting to hurt your feelings, he gave you a shaky thumbs up with a simple "It's...really good."

Feigning ignorance, you asked him "What's wrong? Does it taste okay? You don't have to lie to me y'know, I can take it!"

"Well...it's a little salty."

He immediately started to panic at the sight of your eyes welling up with tears, immediately regretting his decision. How could he say that to you? You're perfect and he's such an awful husband for making you cry.

He frantically tries to calm you down, finishing the rest of his food in one go as a way to prove to you how much he enjoyed it (newsflash: he didn't).

"Please don't cry! Look, I finished it see? Mmmm, so good, thank you for the meal!"

Almost as quickly as you started, your cries stopped and turned into a sinister chuckle.

"I know it was bad, I did that on purpose. Next time don't piss me off, yeah?"

He stared dumfounded as you walked away, trying to recall what he did. Whatever it was, he had to make sure he'd never do it again.

NISHINOYA YUU, Daichi Sawamura, Joseph Joestar, Josuke Higashkata (like father like son amirite), GIYUU TOMIOKA, Obanai Iguro, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Tanjiro Kamado, Yuuta Okkotsu, Takuma Ino and ur favs

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shorty

Nishinoya Yu

“You know.. you’re actually short.”

“Excuse me?”

Laid together on his bed, he had his arm wrapped around your back, with your phone propped up sideways against his chest. The background noise of different videos sounded continuously through the room. Specifically height comparison videos - with the elusive ‘6ft’ title being thrown around by most of the guys you’d seen.

You recognised that he wasn’t exactly tall, but height wasn’t exactly something you looked for. You never really thought about the whole ‘I only go for tall guys’ thing.

Laying the phone down, you sighed deeply. You could tell that he’d been paying attention here and there - probably wondering what you were thinking. Height seemed to be something that he thought of pretty often.

“Something wrong?” You questioned, absentmindedly tracing circles on the fabric of his shirt.

He clicked his tongue, pausing before speaking in a frustrated tone. “Am I really that short?”

Ever since you’d first met him, his height was somewhat of a touchy issue; something that he himself would joke about here and there, but you could tell it wasn’t just pay no mind to at all.

“Well,” You replied, careful with how you spoke your next words. “Does it really matter that much to you?”

He went silent for a moment, your now flat palm feeling the rhythm of his heart beating within his chest, its pace quickening.

“…Does it matter to you?” His voice was small; insecure. You had no idea that was what he was secretly worried about.

And now that he’d finally opened up to you, telling you what he’d been worrying about; you knew what to say.

You shifted your head. glancing upwards at his face; a red blush gently painted his cheeks. Your hand made its way to cup his face, feeling its warmth.

“But,” You paused, a smile tugging at the corner of your lips. “You’re taller than me, right?”.

His hand made its way to yours, lacing his fingers between your own, a small laugh stringing beside his now steadied voice. The same voice that retained the softness that had always been there for as long as you’d known him.

“Right.”

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the hq movie made me realize how desperately i missed noya 😭😭 can u write a little drabble of him in the timeskip with his shorter partner?

Nostalgia - Secret

Yes!!! You asked for Yu, you are getting him!!

Pairing - Noya X GN! Reader (Married)

Word Count - 781

Prompt - So exhausted they call people the wrong name –

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Its been more than a year since you have married your man, Nishinoya Yu, making you take his last name as Nishinoya Y/N. You made plans to meet Yachi, Tsukishima and Yamaguchi. Super excited you kissed your husband bye as soon as you got ready and headed to the meet up restaurant. You were their classmate, and they were one of the best people. Not like you were gonna let go of your friendship with them. Kags and Hinata were currently travelling the world to win so meeting these three was what you did the most.

While you were chatting up with them, Tsukishima mentioned, “I still remember the thanks I got from Nishinoya san when I got him the water”.

Yamaguchi and Yaichi started to laugh and agreed while you tilted your head sideways.

“Wait! Don’t tell me you don’t know about that?”, asked Yamaguchi as you shook no.

“Well… good lord. Seems like we are the 1st ones to spill that to Y/N”, smiled Yaichi as Tsukishima smirked and started to tell you the story from the schooling.

“Good game Good game people!”, exclaimed Tanaka as he high-five the team mates one by one starting with the usually energetic but now extremely exhausted Noya. The libero lied down on the side of the volleyball court after team’s practice match. Its been a few days since the team got to practice due to exams. But since the enthusiasm of the Karasuno volleyball team never disappears, every member was here to practice. Make up for the time they lost during exams.

“What happened Noya san?”, the red hair approached the man and sat down. “We planning another set in 15”.

“Yeah yeah got it”, Noya said as his eyelids drooped. So exhausted he was ready to fall asleep.

“Nishinoya san, I got you water”.

“Ah, yeah I needed it”, the libero sat up, scratching his head while reaching for the water bottle, “Thanks Y/N”.

He chugged down the water and blinked hard to let go of his drowsiness. Noya walked to the court and started to stretch before the next practice match. In the corner of his eye, he noticed Hinata and Tsukishima staring at him with wide eyes. He raised his eyebrow, “What?”

“I got you water, You should be thanking me”, Tsukishima folded his arms as Hinata laughed hard sitting in his spot while holding his stomach.

“What? Didn’t I already thank you for that?”, Noya questioned while the rest of the team members approached the trio because of Hinata’s laugh.

“Noya san instead of thanking Tsukishima, said thanks Y/N”.

“WHAT?!” the libero exclaimed as his cheeks turned red and the complete team members started to chant “Thanks Y/N~~” and followed by “Noya is a simp for Y/N~~”

The little man got so flustered and speechless. For the entirety of the practice the team teased the hell out of Noya.

For every ball Noya caught they yelled, “Good save Y/N!” and vice versa, for every miss, they said, “Concentrate on the ball like you do on Y/N” or “Will let Y/N know how you are messing up the practice”, every comment met with a “STOP IT” or “SHUT IT” or “DON’T CALL Y/N’s NAME SO CASUALLY”

Just after practice time, you reached the court and the players smiled and waved to you to come towards them.

Your eyes met with the brown ones of your boyfriend who was surprised to see you. His smile grew as he ran towards you, with swift moment, he laced his fingers with yours and dragged you away from the gang.

Tsukishima laid back on his chair and laced his fingers through his golden locks. “I still didn’t receive my thanks till this day y’know”.

You thought you knew everything about your husband but, this was a surprise. Your cheeks turned red and all the time you were with your friends, you could only think about Yu.

As you reached home, you noticed him cleaning up the dishes. Your heart skipped a beat when he turned around and smiled. “Enjoyed the day?”, he asked as he went back to cleaning the plates.

You steeped to him and hugged him from back. He maybe shorter than most of the people but, he was absolutely fit. His clothes smelled like the fresh detergent you used.

“What happened? You okay?”, he enquired.

“You didn’t thank Tsukishima for the water itseems”, you said. He chuckled as he continued to clean the plates.

“Woah, is he still saying that?”, he said as you hugged him even tighter. You felt warn. It was always cozy with Yu, but this felt different. It was as if you were dating him again.

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"YŪ, DO NOT TOUCH ME WITH THAT!"

your boyfriend was currently holding a big-ass king crab in his hands as the fishing boat rocked under your feet.

your travels have brought the two of you to the waters right off the shores of british columbia, canada. this isn't the first time nishinoya had convinced you to fish for your own dinner at the destination you found yourselves in. what better way to immerse yourself in the culture than eating only the best of what's in season for the region?

however, this is the first time that this little tradition has brought you face-to-face with a sea creature with arms about the same-length arms as yours.

"hurry up then, babe! take a picture so i can send it to the guys back home!" nishinoya only giggles as if he's not holding an absolute beast of a crustacean, “this is going to taste amazing tonight, i can’t wait. maybe we should grill it—wait does our airbnb even have a grill?…”

in the most loving way possible, you think to yourself how you could not possibly give a fuck about trying to remember if the airbnb had a grill or not right now.

not with that crab—something of magnitude you’ve never seen before in your life—staring you straight in the eye.

you try your best with slightly-trembling hands to fumble with the phone in your grasp, lining up the shot at the same time as squinting to see the screen under the blazing summer sun and its rays.

once you overcome the glare of the shimmering, almost sparkling, waters around you, nishinoya's image becomes clear through your phone screen as you snap a few photos.

his colorful rayband sunglasses are pushing back against the blonde tuft at the front of his hair slightly-damp hair. the mist that floats up from the current splashing against the base of the boat and has you both covered in a thin sheen layer of water—which is doing your boyfriend so many favors because the sun reflects off his tanktop-clad arms as they flex to hold up the king crab in front of him.

probably taking more pictures than necessary (perhaps a bit distracted by how you were ogling the man in front of you), you almost can forget about the fear the crab was instilling in you when you’re interrupted as nishinoya suddenly yells out,

"OW!"

he doubles over, still holding the crab but now trying to hold it as far away from his as possible, and winces in pain.

"OH MY GOD, BABE ARE YOU OK?" you ask him in a panic. your first reflex is to rush to his side to make sure everything’s okay—but again, there’s a huge fucking crab in your way.

flustered about this fact, you start to turn to get the boat captain for assistance. but then suddenly nishinoya starts to laugh.

“sorry baby, i was just playin’,” nishinoya admits through the gasps of air from his laughing fit, “i’m fine!”

you can even hear the captain laugh along with nishinoya’s little prank as he steers the boat a short ways behind you and nishinoya.

if the sun beating down on you wasn’t enough, you feel your face get even warmer and you can practically see yourself blushing as red as the crab your boyfriend just faked pinched him.

you wanted to be frustrated at him for joking around about something that could be very real and very dangerous.

but when you looked at nishinoya—quite literally glowing under the summer sun and with a smile that was wide and almost brighter in your eyes than that very same sun—you couldn’t bring yourself to be actually upset at him for very long.

“don’t scare me like that!” you still lightly scold him but feel his contagious laughter creep onto your face in the form of a reluctant smile on your lips. you try to playfully nudge at the side of his head for emphasis, but only your fingertips manage to graze his sea-salty hair as you try not to touch the giant crab by attempting to reach as far above it and its claws as you can.

but that night in your airbnb, a small log cabin that overlooked the shoreline where you were on that crabbing boat just hours before, you and nishinoya did manage to find a grill.

and your boyfriend wound up being right—the crab did taste really good after he cooked it for the both of you for dinner.

“told ya it would be worth it, sweetie,” he lovingly bragged.

you roll your eyes as you crack open another one of the crab legs but before you can dig in, nishinoya leans over the candlelit table where you two share your meal on the airbnb’s back porch.

the two of you kiss, and you can taste the garlic butter that's been accompanying your meal on nishinoya’s lips. it leaves you giggling as he pulls back, and it doesn't help that once he’s seated again, you swear you can see love swimming around in his eyes.

you're so in love with this man.

but if you said the best part about getting to travel the world was seeing your boyfriend enjoying the antics you both get into as he pursues this journey that means so much to him, you’d be wrong in his opinion.

in actuality, nishinoya’s favorite part is moments like these. seeing you in front of him, a beautiful sunset of pink, purple, and orange hues swirling to create a backdrop to your happy and serene face… that’s the thing he’d travel to the ends of the earth for, over and over again.

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pairing : nishinoya yu x f!reader

content: found footage smau/written series, thank you @aozui for the name, timeskipped characters, roommates/friends to lovers, fear bringing people together <3

series content warning: analog horror, some graphic descriptions, some gore (nothing too crazy but blood y'know), language, drinking, smoking, crude/morbid humor, grammatical mistakes, probably ooc

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