heyo! so i was wondering if you could write fluff and lemon headcanons for Nishinoya? and could you write in the college au? (iwishicouldbemorespecificimsORY)
ooooh wow i actually got myself a nice lil request, bless your beautiful soul, nishinoya is my beloved son, i would gladly do these headcanons (❁´▽`❁)*✲゚* i hope this alright darling, for the fluff i did generalize it in the sense of their relationship???? if it makes any sense???
nishinoya is biggest ball of energy in this entire universe— just imagine, radiant grin plastered on his face, strolling through campus, hands linked with his s/o; blubbering about the endless oddities of his college volleyball club, while his s/o only giggles quietly letting him explain with the dramatic facades he tends to create.
both him and his s/o are avid lovers of instant ramen— i mean avid lovers. with the stress of the difficult courses and still trying to maintain a decent amount of contact, whether it be physical or just simple text or call, planned ramen nights are must in their relationship. usually a later weeknight( thursday night or friday night), they don’t even have to knock; just open the dormitory door, carrying an array of different flavors(although in nishinoya’s case, he’s already got ramen stacked in his flat for days) heating the cup of burning noodles; nishinoya leaning against the wall, slurping wildly only to cry loudly as he didn’t wait the sufficent time to began eating, causing his s/o to laugh wildly, careful not spill theirs. nights like those are ones they treasured— just them, ignoring their stresses, slurping mediocre noodles.
there are days when they can’t take it— days when one or other just walks to their dorm, knocks softly, the other knowing perfectly well the reason for the abrupt reason, just plopping onto the twin bed, nishinoya would be silent, shutting off all the lights; the only light that of the window, spilling bed sheets open; letting their s/o snuggle in, then he does— the libber’s arms just wrapped around the s/o, pressing her closely to his chest; letting the moon wash over the beauty of their frame. nishinoya would be quiet, letting his s/o(with their own pace) tell him the stresses that had brought them there, only racking dexterous fingers through their hair, occasionally humming, showing them he was indeed listening. once their troubles had been explained, nishinoya would say words of encouragement( most which come from volleyball t-shirts), regardless of the copywritten phrases, their s/o would laugh and smile, their stress slowly leaving.
his s/o has been driven to help him pass his courses— during midterms/final exams, the studying is hardcore. frustrated screams echo through the campus, an exasperated nishinoya pulling at the roots of his hair, as his given answer was tangential from the correct one. his s/o would only smack his head upside(not hard enough to leave any damage but hard enough to wake him up) and tell him that if he didn’t answer correctly; they would refrain from kissing him. (this fired him up, quite quickly).
they would go to every match, standing in closest stand possible; roaring and screaming with excitement, cheering for their school’s team(and nishinoya especially). they would head to toe in merchandise, nishinoya would easily spot them in the crowd— beaming grin on his face, waving back just a enthustically, the sight of his s/o pulling his blood harder; feeling the adrenaline coursing through him boil.
there’s a lot of movie dates; the movie doesn’t have to be a blockbuster hit, just the walk there, the efforts placed into the date, is enough for both of them. once in the theater, it’s a mess. one soft teasing throw of popcorn enrages a full blown world war of popcorns; buttery pieces flying behind the duo until the exasperated security after several complaints from the patrons— asking them to leave. nishinoya and his s/o, after many efforts to place a stern face comply, burst into a likelihood of tears and cackles as they leave, arms around each other as they did.
you bet that nishinoya and his s/o are the one couple that goes to a halloween party, and proceed to have the hottest makeup session the house owner’s bedroom, until someone walks in, bursting through the heated moment. nishinoya would wag his fist in the air, yelling a series of incomphrensible profanities, while his s/o would turn scarlet; burying her flushed cheeks into her face.
when it comes to positions, nishinoya and his s/o have no definite dominant person. although, nishinoya will admit; he loves when his s/o tops, the feelings of their presence on top, able to fully envelop their body, beads of sweat rolling down supple skin, gripping their hips as he guided them roughly, moans and groans filling the room.
college would be an exploration— different things they would try out; from sexual toys, kinks, to even quite possibly a threesome. it would be something mutually discussed of course, but definitely it would be an era of trying out different things.
if anyone of them owns a car— bet car sex is something they’ll do quite often. just one slip of the tongue and its all down hill from there, bodies pressed against other, stumbling to adjust themselves in backseat .
sometimes just sometimes, nishinoya might not be so smooth as expected— one time, he was lifting off your shirt in a haste; and somewhere along the line was unable to lift it off, leaving his s/o in quite the hilarious situation, head stuffed into the material, arms peeking through the hole. nishinoya would explode in laughter, ruining the heated moment as his s/o shouted, struggling to release themselves from the hold.( let’s just say, they didn’t sleep with nishinoya for quite a long time; unitl the boy was on his knees, begging them to forgive him.
after a series of discovery sessions, nishinoya discovered his s/o enjoys bondage. using it as advantage, using it when they’ll least expect it; laying them on the bed, arm over head in the secure hold, a smirking nishinoya hovering proudly. a night of pure games indeed.
i imagine nishinoya would in some sense enjoy anal?? like the experience is thrilling, on all fours, his s/o giving him pleasure in such a way which leaves him breathless?? like he’ll enjoy it since it’s so dirty? (don’t ask why i included this, i just feel he would enjoy this.)
after-practice locker room sex is very common with nishinoya, hands over your mouth as your loud moans erupt through; the idea of being possibly caught is very thrilling, further pushing your passions.
i hope you enjoy them! sorry for the delay— school has been so hectic, but i’m back on track. this was so fun i loved it! keep them requests coming! ₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡