★ kageyama is nervous and fumbles a lot but it's honestly really endearing. he's very focused on you and wants you to feel amazing. his hands are hesitant and he's asking before he touches you anywhere. has to close his eyes and bite his lip when he first slides in cause he can barely contain himself. curses quietly to himself to get it together.
★ nishinoya smiles a lot and makes you feel so comfortable, even though he's clearly nervous as well. his touch is so soft and he is so so vocal when you so much as trail a hand down his chest, moaning and sighing like crazy. "oh fuck, baby you can't-" focuses on you because he will finish early if he lets himself indulge too easily/quickly.
★ tsukishima wouldn't look nervous to an outsider, but you can tell by the slight twitch and hesitation in his fingers and the light flush on his cheeks that he is. his voice is quiet and takes on a gentler tone reserved only for you. he tries not to make too much noise out of embarrassment but he lets out a few grunts and whimpers he tries to stifle, cursing to himself at how good you feel.
★ yamaguchi is soft and doe-eyed the entire time, blushy and gentle. he's nervous especially because he wants to make you feel good, eyes on yours as his head's between your thighs, "am i doing good? does this feel okay?" has the biggest smile on his face and light in his eyes when you praise him.
• he dramatically gasps the first time you bite him, clutching his arm like you’ve drawn blood, then looks at you with this ridiculously lovesick grin.
• “you— you bit me?” he says, pretending to be scandalized, but his voice goes all soft when he adds, “oh my god, do it again.”
• every single time now, if you so much as lean in, he’ll tilt his neck to the side like an invitation. he’s giggling. you’re biting. he’s dying happy.
• secretly keeps track of all your little bites like they’re kisses—shoulders, fingers, cheek, collarbone—and calls them “proof of love.”
• when someone points out the faint mark on his jaw during practice, he smiles dreamily and says, “ah, y/n’s artistic phase.”
• the kind of man who would make a twitlonger about how your bites are sweeter than victory itself. no, actually, he’s drafting it right now.
• he’ll kiss the top of your head after and murmur something stupidly soft like, “my baby’s got teeth sharper than my jump serve.”
• he adores the idea that you can’t keep your mouth off him—it feeds his dramatic little ego like sunshine and sugar.
• and when you laugh against his skin? he swears the earth could end and he’d still die smiling.
• would practically beg you to bite him until your teeth leaves marks that could last for days so he can brag to iwaizumi, who ends up hitting him with a volleyball.
• “y/n, i promise it doesn’t hurt! i swear! just bite a little harder!”
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nishinoya yū
• bites you back. immediately.
• you nip at his shoulder affectionately and he just gasps—then beams like you gave him a gold medal.
• “oh? you think you can just bite me and walk away? huh? come here, my favorite snack!”
• and now you’re in a full-on giggly wrestling match on the floor, him peppering little pretend bites up your neck while laughing so hard he can barely breathe.
• his heart absolutely explodes every time you do it out of nowhere—like when you sneak up behind him and nibble his ear.
• “you’re gonna kill me with love and dental impressions,” he wheezes, then kisses you like he’s trying to apologize to your teeth.
• he starts wearing tank tops more often—“for bite accessibility,” he claims, with the proudest grin.
• genuinely, he thinks your affectionate bites are the cutest, most romantic thing in the universe. he tells tanaka about it. often. too often.
• if you ever tease him about how much he blushes, he’ll puff his chest out and say, “that’s my body responding to love, y/n!”
• to him, your teeth are just another way of saying “i love you.” and god, does he love you right back—with his whole wild, beating heart.
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
“I’m,” he started, but seemingly stopped to consider his words. Uncomfortably, you pursed your lips into a pitiful expression. “I’m obsessed with you.”
Your face completely morphed into about five different emotions, one at a time to make him really reconsider his choice of words. Oh no, that doesn’t sound good at all.
“Is that… a threat?” you asked, grimacing and looking around you. The tram stop where he saw you every day was still filled with people, so surely he wasn’t admitting to stalking you now. Right?
He hadn’t considered the fact that you probably never noticed him back, and as you questioned him, he frantically tried to correct it. “No! I just always see you here, and you’re gorgeous.”
It didn’t help his confidence that his friends were snorting behind him, trying to hold their laughter.
You shrugged, still unsure about this random man, but softening as you noticed his friends. “Thank you?”
“I wanted to ask you out.” Somewhat pathetically, in a manner he knew said friends would never let him forget, he clutched his hands together like a beggar. “Please forget I said any of that before.”
You held a hand in front of your mouth to try and shield him from the embarrassment of your laughter. He was funny, in a totally weird way. Should you give him a chance?
“This is my first impression of you,” you reminded him.
“I want to give you more impressions.”
You gave his arm a soft pat. “Maybe speaking just isn’t for everyone. How about you give me your number and I’ll consider texting you?”
Surely the first impression couldn’t have been that bad if it scored him your number by the end of the day?
tenma, GOSHIKI, nishinoya, hinata, atsumu, koganegawa, komori, YAMAMOTO, TANAKA, anyone else it made you think of<3
please stay safe out in public. like my dad always says, don't talk to strangers.