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a nishinoya x reader smau

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭:

↳ introductions: your squad

↳ introductions: the OBCG

↳ part 1 - housewives shenanigans

↳ part 2 - plan b

↳ part 3 - wild one

↳ part 4 - tickets

↳ part 5 - wakey wakey

↳ part 6 - invited

↳ part 7 - almost time

↳ part 8 - simp

↳ part 9 - follow to following

↳ part 10 - 4 letters

↳ part 11 - lurked

↳ part 11.5 - read, the sequel

↳ part 12 - manifesting

↳ part 13 - just friends

↳ part 14 - the walk to the market

↳ part 15 - all publicity is good

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: being asked to join the most popular group on youtube is an offer of a lifetime, you’re practically living out your dream. however a deal like this comes with rules...the most important one being that you can’t date any other members of the group.

𝐀/𝐍: surprise!! <3 hope u guys enjoy! if ur ever curious on what the vlogs are like, just watch this this or this :)

Noya feeding you would be too cute <3

Fandom: Haikyuu!!

Pairings: Nishinoya X Reader

Genre: Fluff

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: None

Word Count: 0.2K

A/n: Hallelujah! My inbox is finally empty🚶🏻‍♀️

Yes! Yes it would be the cutest!

◆ Nishinoya, who spends hours in the kitchen, trying to make your favorite dish, but fails at every attempt; So he has to order it from the restaurant.

◆Nishinoya, who would make a bento for you, decorating it with heart-shaped vegetables and a small pink card with a "To the prettiest s/o in the world" note, slowly putting it on your desk while your distracted, only to see your delighted reaction.

◆Nishinoya, who loves to take care of you when you're not feeling well, getting the best soup for you, and not letting you eat by yourself; And Nishinoya, who would chuckle when you sulk and tell him that you can eat on your own, claiming that his s/o just has to sit back and relax while he takes care of them.

◆Nishinoya, who would get attached to feeding you since his last experience, and uses every opportunity to feed you again, even when you're outside the house.

◆Nishinoya, who would tease while feeding you. Whenever he raises the spoon and you come closer to consume it, he suddenly takes it back and eats it himself, making you whine and say how mean he is to you.

◆Nishinoya, who would buy your favorite snacks, and is only willing to give it to you if you let him feed you.

◆And Nishinoya, who would have a bite after you, winking at you and saying that you just had an indirect kiss with him and how he can taste your lips only buy eating with your spoon.

Reblogs are apprecaited! :)

nishinoya yuu loves his teammates.

he adores shouyou, yamaguchi, and kageyama. (tsukishima is only slowly growing on him.) point is, he loves his junior teammates dearly, and would gladly win and lose every tournament if it means just being with them.

but right now? it almost doesn’t feel that way.

you shift nervously, hoping hinata wouldn’t turn around and see the almost poisonous glare nishinoya is drilling on the back of his head. you can see the smoke coming from his ears.

“um.” you feel sweat trickle down the side of your face on hinata’s behalf. “hinata-kun…”

“huh?” says hinata, so painfully oblivious. he tilts his head, asking, “is that a no? it’s okay if you don’t know how to, i can teach you!”

someone gasps from the sidelines.

an unreadable look passes over nishinoya’s face. you almost laugh at how much he’s resembling a disgruntled kitten.

“i know how to, hinata-kun, it’s just that—”

“shouyou,” says nishinoya sternly, a shadow cast across his face, “please stop flirting with the love of my life.”

hinata’s face drains of color so fast you almost reach out in case he faints right then and there. “nishinoya-senpai!” he cries, horrified, “is it against the—the bro… bro… conduct…? contract?”

“the bro code,” yamaguchi helpfully supplies.

“the bro code!” hinata continues. “is it against the bro code to teach someone’s significant other volleyball?”

“it is very intimate,” tanaka agrees, nodding. “i wouldn’t cross that line even on those damn city boys!”

“since when was there a bro code?” sugawara wonders.

“what’s a bro code?” kageyama looks lost, and a little miffed he’s missing out on what seems to be another rule about volleyball he doesn’t know.

“because!” nishinoya yells, catching the attention of just about everyone in the court. “because i don’t want any of you wooing y/n-chan! only i get to look cool in front of y/n, okay? not even you, shouyou.”

hinata nods, taking his mistake seriously.

“yuu,” you laugh, exasperated and hopelessly fond, “there’s no need for all that. only you look the coolest in my eyes.”

nishinoya freezes, jaw hanging wide open. it is impossible, realistically, but everyone watches in awe as an arrow in the shape of a heart strikes him right on his chest.

“y-y/n…” he sobs, sprinting over to you until you’re tackled. but you’re too used to his antics so you just hold him up awkwardly, unfazed. “i love you! would you really let me teach you volleyball?”

this seems extremely important for nishinoya, so you play along and pretend to consider it. “hmm, i don’t know,” you muse, and nishinoya holds his breath. “are you a good teacher?”

“he is!” tanaka agrees immediately, the number one wingman.

“nishinoya-senpai is the best teacher!” and hinata means it, too. “you’re so lucky, y/n-san!”

“i’m touched to have this honor, then,” you laugh. 

“i love you guys! i’m treating you ice cream tomorrow!” nishinoya continues sobbing and preening from the praise. he turns to you, pointing with a finger. “i’m not going to make you regret choosing me!”

you find it sweet that nishinoya is more than happy to let you in on his favorite sport. he seems overjoyed of the thought of you and volleyball combined. “of course, yuu. i’m looking forward to it.”

this is so stupid HAHAHA i swear it’s like i forgot how to write anymore. i didnt even want to do my fancy format bc i cant think of a title for this

is this a good time to post? no. am i gonna do it anyway so i can slowly make my way back to the algorithm before posting longer fics even though this’ll flop? absolutely yes.

I've been wondering how bf!Noya's reaction would be if you looked at him for too long and when they asked you what's wrong you just said "you're so pretty". You can write?

warnings: i'm sorry this is kind of short bc i'm so tired, that said: this is barely proofread, fluff, petnames, established relationship, nishinoya and reader are in their 3rd year! reader is manager of vb team

wc: 705

notes: i love nishinoya yuu an insane amount

tags: @ilovesillycats (bc ik how much u love nishinoya)

"yuu, you can't fail this test, you know that." you're currently helping your boyfriend study for an upcoming math test. the test that his chances of going on the trip with his volleyball team depends on.

"yeah, yeah— i know. but we don't have to study for this long! we've been here for soo long, babe!" yuu groans, slumping and laying his head in your lap.

you start running your fingers through his hair like it's second nature. "baby, it hasn't even been an hour yet. and don't you wanna go to the training camp with your teammates? and i'll be there too, it'd be a shame if you made me go all alone, wouldn't it?" as head manager of the team now that kiyoko has graduated, you're also supposed to attend all team related camps and events.

the reminder that you'd be at the camp has nishinoya springing up, "i almost forgot! that means i'll get to see you day and night for an entire week!"

"that's if you study and pass your math exam," you nod to the textbooks laid out on the bed by nishinoya's leg.

"of course i'll pass, babe. are you doubting me?" nishinoya furrows his brows. you giggle and shake your head, "no, f'course not, love. but better to be safe than sorry, yeah?"

"mhm, mhm." nishinoya sighs, "fine. i'll study a bit. just for you, baby. but first, can we get a snack, i'm kinda hungry."

"okay, yuu. we'll get a snack and then you'll study, right baby?"

right," nishinoya nods his affirmation before pulling you off the bed with him to his kitchen.

when he finally picks something to eat he rushes back into his room and onto his bed, with his head rested in your lap again. "see, y/n, that was quick wasn't it? now we can study! i can't wait for the trip, baby, can you?? it'll be so much fun! i'll get to eat your cooking, and play volleyball, and see you often, and sleep with you, and—well, maybe coach won't let us sleep together, but it's okay! we'll find a way to do it anyway!"

it's adorable how excited he became as soon as you mentioned you'd be at the trip. the thought that he loves you this much is heart-warming. you can't help the soft smile that lifts your cheeks.

"tanaka can cover for us, and— oh. hey, what's wrong, babe? do i have something on my face?"

you realize you've zoned out. "sorry, yuu. what did you say?"

"you're staring at me a lot, is there something on me?" nishinoya swipes at his face and tries to look at his own face for any leftovers of the snack he just ate.

"hm? no, it's nothing. you're just really pretty, yuu. y'know that?" you reach down to brush his cheek that was pressed up against your thigh.

the libero blushed up to his ears, "well i wouldn't usually call myself pretty, more likely hot or something, but if you say i'm pretty then i guess 'm pretty.."

"you're hot, and pretty, and handsome, and cute, and all of the above." you tell him.

"and i'm smart."

you nod, "and you're smart."

"and 'm gonna pass this math exam."

"you are. and when you do, you'll get to go on the training camp trip and we'll do all the things you promised, how's that sound?" you lean down and nishinoya leans forward to meet you halfway as you kiss his forehead.

"sounds like i should study," nishinoya straightens up, presses a sweet kiss to your lips and rushes to his desk to pull out more textbooks.

safe to say, the rest of the night was spent full of kisses and a study session, that was really more of a cuddle session. but it's okay, who were you to get mad when it was so clear nishinoya would do his best to pass the exam now?"

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