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moonswolfie · 5 months
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The better fries
Yamaguchi x gn!reader
this was inspired by a conversation i had w @kairismess hehe
I haven't written anything for yams in a WHIIIILE so I'm very happy to be reviving yet another one of my boys🥺
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"So what you're saying is... soggy fries are better?" you blinked in shock at Yamauchi's confession. He nodded, slightly confused at your offended tone and reaching for another fry.
"Sorry to break it to you, but that opinion is just plain wrong." you narrowed your eyes at him and he laughed awkwardly in response.
"Crispy fries are way better! It makes me personally offended that my own boyfriend can't see that."
"Okay, okay, I get it..." he looked away nervously at how loud you were right now. Is it even such a big deal? Or are you just jokingly exaggerating your anger?
"Here, let me prove it to you." You said, placing the tip of a crispy fry in your mouth and walking over to the other side of the restaurant table where Yamaguchi was sat. He looked confused, raising an eyebrow at you.
You slowly leaned closer to him, watching as he gradually turned redder and redder. His eyebrows furrowed in half confusion half embarrasment.
"U-Um, what are- mmph!" you quickly took the opportunity to press your lips to his, slipping the crispy french fry into his mouth in the process.
It was like he was frozen in shock for a few seconds, but then he suddenly reanimated and pushed you away gently, his chest heaving as he swallowed the french fry.
You giggled at the redness of his face. "What was th-that?!" he yelled, clearly flustered out of his mind.
"See, aren't crispy fries better?" you smiled innocently at him, knowing he won't be able to reply for a solid 5 minutes.
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sorry to any soggy fry enjoyers lmaoo
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lookingforlia · 1 year
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Yamaguchi x reader
Tsukishima x reader
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Yamaguchi
- is nervous to the bone .
- likes the fact that you wanna support him but also doesn't want you to wintess it when he messes up .
- so he would tell you that it's not a must for you to come to his game.
- but you will because we love this sunshine .
- if you screm his name from the arena it would either boost his confidence to the brim or make his knees wobble on nervousness and there's no in between .
- please don't say a word while he's serving he's already very anxious about it.
- this boi is so easy to cheer up and so much easier to scare
- if he misses the serve he would keep beating himself up for it , you probably shouldn't bring it up later on , he knows he needs to work harder .
- but when the serve is amazing , yell his name out in arena , he would wave back at you like the precious puppy he is knowing that his s/o watched him playing well .
- if you tell him he did well he would remember it and won't beat himself up as much . He's the words of affirmation type of person so , the slightest words of encouragement do wonders for him .
- he would want to disappear in shame if you watched him loose and refuse to talk about it ,if you bring it up .
- but if his team wins , he drags you down from the arena to celebrate with them .
- imagine those tears of happiness with the sparcles in his eyes while he hugs his teammates and looks up into the arena eyes scanning for you .
- and when he spots you crying tears of happiness for him , It absolutely melts his heart .
- you would hug this precious boi because how proud of him you are.
Tsukishima
- This one is a tusundere
- he would tell you not to come to his matches but both of you know damn well that he wants you there and no matter what he says you're gonna be there .
- isn't really surprised when he spots you in the arena and it doesn't show on his face very visibly but he is secretly happy that you came .
- you don't even know that he has already noticed you.
- your presence won't really bother him , he's very focused on the game and his focus is top tier.
- you would know he has spot you already when he looked up directly at you from the court after a really impressive block .
- with a cocky grin painted on his face he looks directly at you .
- something about that makes my heart skip a beat .
- if he lost the game , he would not meet your eyes , he wouldn't want to see you that day . And secretly wishes that you hadn't come .
- the last thing he wants is for you to see him crying or defeated.
- he's the type to hide his tears or completely avoid the fact that he was sad about something. He dislikes being vulnerable.
- so not bringing up the fact that he lost the game would be more comfortable for him .
-But when he wins the game , he defenetly wants you there to celebrate with him.
- he doesn't really believe he did well , or anything impressive
- if you tell him later on that he was really good he would think youre exaggerating but would smile at you gently .
- we don't get to see a lot of gentle warm Tsukki smiles
- But the fact that you're proud of him and are rooting for him , and he made you smile so wide defenetly makes his heart warm and brings that gentle yet genuine smile on his features .
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workerdroneuz · 1 year
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Tsukki + Yama x GN!reader | Uncontainable Laugher | dabble(I think that’s the word…)
Turning to look at Yamaguchi beside you was your first mistake.
You couldn’t even remember what was so funny in the first place; whatever it was the teacher had done. But all of a sudden you both were covering your mouths, shoulders shaking and eyes watering as you tried to contain your laughter.
Yamaguchi’s mistake was turning around to look at Tsukishima in the back corner of the room, to which both your laughter then was passed onto the blonde like a virus.
Tsukishima took off his glasses and squeezed his eyes shut; biting his lip as he tried so damn hard to stay quiet. It didn’t help that whatever his friends were laughing at to begin with wasn’t even that funny.
Yamaguchi laid his head face down on his desk as he attempted to breathe and calm down. You were doing the same; rubbing your face and breathing in deeply, finally feeling calm before Yamaguchi’s little snickers behind you set you off again.
You couldn’t remember how long the three of you suffered in silence and couldn’t comprehend how the hell the teacher didn’t hear you guys.
After class, Tsukishima cursed you and Yamaguchi to hell. The three of your laughed openly and loudly to make up for all you suppressed in class.
You got weird and judging looks but you didn’t care; you three were in your own little world; your wonderful bubble no one could pop.
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moonbeamwritings · 2 years
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It’s easy to fall into routines with Tadashi. He fits into your life so easily, so seamlessly you’re certain he was meant to be a part of it. At night, after he dozes off on your shoulder and swears he’s still paying attention to the show you’re currently watching together, you hum and pull him to stand. He trails behind you like a puppy, whining about being sleepy and not wanting to wash up. You tut and tell him he better brush his teeth, or you won’t kiss him goodnight. It’s all the motivation he needs to crowd the space behind you and drop a kiss to the crown of your head, toothbrush in hand.
The bathroom is cramped, the whole apartment is really, but you find comfort in the knocking of elbows and bumping of hips that comes with living in such a small space. You can feel the heat of his body as you bend to rinse your face, the sounds of brushing and running water creating a symphony in the quiet space. You finish your skincare regimen — Tadashi always lets you go first — and disappear into the bedroom, ready to tuck in and read a chapter of your book. Tadashi emerges from the bathroom moments later, hair tousled and eyes half-lidded as he makes his way over to you, every step sluggish.
He collapses into bed beside you, turning on his side and resting a warm palm flat on your stomach, just as he always does. You hold your book in one hand and drop the other to his hair, running your fingers through it in smooth, easy movements. He hums at the feeling and snuggles deeper into his pillows.
You glance at him from the corner of your eye, only to find Tadashi fixing you with a honeyed expression, tender words sitting just at the tip of his tongue. The glow of your bedside lamp bathes him in a warmth you can’t describe, and suddenly your chest feels so full it could burst.
Moving your hand from his hair, book now forgotten, you caress his cheek with your thumb. You coo when his eyes slip closed as he nuzzles further into your palm. “So soft.”
He’s bashful, you can feel the way his skin flushes beneath your gentle touches and sappy look. “S’your moisturizer.”
You click your tongue, pinching his cheek between the pads of your fingers. “So it’s your fault it’s been going missing. You’re lucky you’re so cute or else I might not let it slide.”
Tadashi’s words slur, his eyes growing heavier with each quiet tick of the clock on your nightstand. He’s hanging right on the brink of sleep and your heart only seems to get mushier, if it’s even possible. “Oh, yeah? Special treatment?”
“Mhm,” you hum the affirmation into his hairline, dropping a kiss there, “How does that sound?”
With a cute little noise, something you can only hope is agreement, his eyes slip closed, breathing evening out until he finally falls asleep — right in the palm of your hand. Silently, carefully, you move the book to your bedside table and flick off your light, careful not to jostle the sleeping man pressed into your side.
When you finally settle in, Tadashi’s nose finds a home in the curve of your neck, his breath fanning over your collarbone. Just as you always do, you tug the comforter over to your side (Tadashi is nothing if not a blanket hog), and snuggle your cheek against the top of his head. You fall asleep with ease, ready to do it all again tomorrow.
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zorosprincess · 1 year
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Fright Night
Pairing: Yamaguchi Tadashi x Reader
Word Count: ~1.8k
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: language, a little physical violence—like one hit really
Summary: Tadashi was the resident scaredy cat of the group. Everyone knew it. He knew it. But he never wanted to be left out—especially not when his cute little crush was tagging along for the ride. But when Tsukki suggested they go to a haunted house…Tadashi was not prepared for what the night had in store.
Kinktober 2022 Day Ten FLUFF OF THE WEEK
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Tadashi was the resident scaredy cat of the group. Easily shook and let out a squeak whenever someone would jump out at him. Everyone knew that he was easily scared. It became a game between the first years to scare him. He took it with a smile. Let out a jump, face paling and then he would relax and laugh about it with you. He knew that he was easily scared. He tried to avoid it. Would try to keep his guard up, avoiding scary movies and situations the best he could.
But not everyone in the group was so adverse to being scared. Tsukki was never scared, Tadashi was alway jealous of that. Kageyama could be scared, but it was usually just jump scares that got him. Not like the goosebumps that would come with a chill and crawl their way up Tadashi’s spine, raising the hair on his arms. Hinata seemed to like being scared. Enjoying the feeling of being on edge. That was the weirdest reaction Tadashi thought, the one he couldn’t understand the most. The wanting to be scared, not when the smallest thing could terrify him.
Yet, Tadashi hated to be left out. So he would make himself go to the horror movies that his friends wanted to go watch. If he thought he couldn’t handle it, he would blame it on the fact that he didn’t want to be the seventh wheel to them and their girlfriends. But there were always times he couldn’t use that excuse. And now, especially now, he refused to use that excuse. Because Tsukki had come up with the perfect plan to convince Tadashi to tag along.
Invite you.
You, who Tadashi had been quietly crushing on all three years of college. His face always heated up when he had to speak to you, tripping over his words easily. He’d never got the courage to ask you out but this year, Tsukki was determined to make the two of you end up together.
Tadashi was currently regretting every single life choice that had led him to this point. He was cursing his best friend and even contemplating revoking the title. He’d agreed to come the second he heard your name leave Tsukki’s lips, unbothered at the time about the smirk that immediately followed it.
He didn’t know he had just agreed to go to a haunted house.
That’s where he was currently. Stood outside at night. Staring at the dark building in front of him. The light on the front porch was flickering lightly, the windows lit up with a dimmed orange so that he knew the rooms themselves would be hard to see in. Cold wind nipped at his cheeks, he used it as an excuse to sink further into the scarf wrapped loosely around his neck.
In your opinion he looked adorable, knit beanie pulled low on his head so you could just see his grayish-green bangs peeking out from underneath and chin tucked into his scarf so that it covered his lips that he was no doubt working between his teeth right now. You could only really see the small strip of his face that held his nose, eyes and cheeks. His freckled cheeks were flushed pink from the cold and his eyes were carefully watching the smoke spill out of the front door and cover the lawn.
There was the sound of someone screaming inside and you watched as he involuntarily took a half step back, his eyes widening in fear. Tsukki was quick to bump him back into place, however, as he passed the two of you and walked with the rest of the group towards the door. You hung back with a small smile and tapped Tadashi’s shoulder. He jumped slightly and then immediately wore his embarrassment all over his face.
“Sorry, ‘Dashi.” You let out a soft giggle and Tadashi was sure that his heart exploded. He clenched his jaw, he could do this. For you. “Ready to go in?” He was hesitant in his nod of affirmation, stuttering out an agreement as he took a step forward. He walked slowly and you walked even with him, watching carefully the way that he twisted the bottom of his shirt into his hands as he walked. You felt bad that his friends were making him participate in this when he was clearly scared. You didn’t mind if you went to a movie or a diner instead, really only coming because of the promise to get alone time with Tadashi. “We don’t have to go in, ‘Dashi.”
His head snapped over to you with a look of shock and immediately found himself shaking his head. “No you,” he cleared his throat trying to rid it of the small squeak it held, “you want to go in right?”
“A little,” you admitted, “but-”
“I’ll be okay.” He whispered, pulling his chin up and squaring his shoulders, sending you a small smile as he started forward again.
His determination made you smile, a warm feeling flooding your chest. His hand was still twisting his shirt and you were hit with an idea. “Hey, ‘Dashi?” He turned to look at you again and you sent him a shy smile. “I get a little scared.” You started, watching his expression closely as you spoke. “Do you think I could hold your hand?” You watched as his cheeks turned a shade darker and he didn’t trust his voice as he offered you his hand. “Thank you.”
Tadashi hoped that you couldn’t hear how loud his heart was beating as it threatened to jump out of his chest and straight into your hands. He was suddenly worried that his hand was sweaty as you both walked through the front door, less terrified of what was lying ahead in the house and more so that you’d decide that maybe he was being weird. That feeling did not last long when another scream sounded through the house, much louder now that you were inside.
You felt terrible when you felt Tadashi tense up next to you. You sent him a small squeeze through your hands and caught his eyes flickering towards you as you both continued further into the house. It wasn’t too terrible at first, the darkened lights and the damp smell, the smoke filling the room. Flickering lights, and animatronics popping out of walls or dropping off the ceiling.
Poor Tadashi jumped at everything. You smiled at him though, trying desperately to not let you know just how scared he was. You could feel him shaking, his hand tensing unintentionally in yours as you walked. It wasn’t too bad for you yet, but you took the excuse to step closer to Tadashi, to take advantage of your new ability to press against him.
And then you rounded a corner and you encountered the first person working the house that wasn’t the one who you purchased tickets from at the front gate.
They wore a mask over their face, covered in blood splatters, similar to the tattered button up dress shirt that was half tucked into dirty jeans. There was a (definitely fake upon closer inspection) machete in his hand as he jumped towards you.
Both Tadashi and you had almost instant reactions, his coming just a split second after yours.
You screamed and jumped, squeezing his arm into you as you went to cower behind him.
Tadashi’s reaction came as an instinctual reaction to yours. And it was not what either of you expected.
The cracking sound of the mask processed before either you or Tadashi processed what he had done. Both of you stared at his hand in shock as he slowly lowered his quickly bruising fist.
“Oh my god.” Tadashi whispered, staring in horror at his hand as a laugh of disbelief bubbled out of you.
The man in front of you both dropped his fake weapon and pulled up his mask quickly, hand already coming up to cradle the sore spot now on his cheek. “Dude, what the fuck?” He groaned, dropping his character as he glared at the two of you. “Get out.”
“I’m so sorry, oh my gosh,” Tadashi rushed out quickly trying to step forward to apologize. “I’m so-”
“Do I need to call security?” The man asked, reaching for his walkie hidden under his shirt.
You raised one of your hands quickly, tugging Tadashi back. “No, no we’re sorry! We’re leaving!” You exclaimed, stepping back towards the entrance. “‘Dashi, c’mon, let’s go.” He made a noise of protest but followed you anyways, almost tripping as he turned fully. You and him weaved through the confused groups behind you. He relaxed in your grip as you fully exited the house and waved a quick bye to the ticket people at the gate.
Pausing just outside the gate, you moved just enough away from the entrance to not be in anyone’s way anymore. You finally let out a full laugh. “Oh my god, I can’t believe you punched him.”
Tadashi’s cheeks were in a deep flush, he was drowning in embarrassment as you laughed at him. “I didn’t mean to.” He whined, bringing his hands up to cover his face as he groaned. “I didn’t think.”
You smiled at him softly and gently pried his injured hand away from his face. “You protected me.” You giggled as he watched you carefully bringing his injured hand to your face to inspect. It wasn’t too bad, just a little tender (noted by his wince when you brushed a finger over it) and a little red. You kissed it softly and Tadashi froze in place at the feeling of your lips. “My knight in shining armor.” You looked at him sweetly and he swore he was going to pass out.
“Yeah,” he mumbled, “yeah I just wanted to protect you.” He admitted to it, the embarrassment being covered by the sudden rush of excitement as you wound your fingers through his own.
“Well, my sweet knight,” you giggled as you tugged him away from the gate another step, “how about we get out of here and you take me on a date that both of us will enjoy more.”
He found himself nodding and following you in a daze. Maybe the haunted house was awful, but the night had certainly shaped up to be the best one he’d had in a while. He’d text his friends later and explain but for now, he couldn’t even care about the teasing he’d get from them about this. Not when your hand was in his hand and his heart was carefully in yours.
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A/N: Idk what to put here. I’m tired. But I found a kitten last night so she has my heart now clearly. Idk feedback maybe pls?
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lexxiisstuff · 2 years
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𝐘𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐓𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢
Warning: Hurt/comfort. He finds out you're pregnant after an argument.
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You traced the edges of mattress you shared with your fiance tiredly. The alarm clock ticking at your bedside read 3am and he still wasn't home. The harsh words the two of you had thrown at each other had been left stagnant in the apartment after Yamaguchi had grabbed his keys and taken off. Where could he be?
It wasn't like him to just disappear. He usually was the logical one. The one who always remained cool and composed. He never wavered or doubted and he never said things he didn't mean. Which is why the fight today had taken alot out of you. You had been trying to talk to him for weeks but he just started his job at a new electronic company and was constantly working or busy and you just couldn't help it anymore.
"Tadashi I'm talking to you" You said picking up his briefcase from the kitchen counter and placing it on the small table near the door.
"Not now sweetheart I just have to finish loading this program" He ran his fingers along the keys of his laptop not lifting his eyes.
"Yamaguchi right now. it's important." You tried to grab his laptop but he pulled it away with a glare.
"Watch it. You could have shut down my software." He said angrily and you rolled your eyes.
"I wasn't going to. I just needed your attention for five minutes"
"You always need attention" He muttered. You crossed your arms furrowing your eyebrows.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means that for the last week you've been nagging , whining and complaining about my work. It's getting annoying"
You took a step back. Hurt "Well I'm sorry Yamaguchi that my presence is such a nuisance to you but if you haven't noticed I've been trying to talk to you for weeks and you've been MIA."
"Well I'm sorry but one of us has to pay for a godamn roof over heads and running water and it's definitely not going to be the waitress in this relationship" You turned around furiously. It wasn't like him to belittle your profession especially because he knew it was temporary until you graduated in a month.
Things had only escalated after that. Both of you taking shots at each other's careers, attitudes and decisions. Tadashi finally had enough and stormed out hours earlier.
You'd known Yamaguchi Tadashi since you were nineteen and he was the regular at the Cafe you worked in. He had been in his final year of university and you were only starting out and he became everything all at once. The things you'd read about. Tall dark and handsome with a brooding aura that hid in large eyes. He was the quiet type never offering more than a small 'please' and 'thank you' so you had taken initiative. Asking him about his day, his studies and his interests.
He asked you out a week before he was supposed to graduate and three years later you were sharing an apartment, engaged and expecting. Although Tadashi wasn't aware of the last part. You'd been trying to tell him for weeks that you had taken four at home pregnancy tests and a trip to the doctor to confirm that you were in fact carrying a little yamaguchi in your womb but he never gave you a even five minutes to gather your thoughts and come out with it.
A familiar pwave of nausea settled in your stomach and you jumped off the bed to make a run for the bathroom. You were sitting cross legged in front of the toilet when you finally heard the door. Attempting to get up was a bad idea because it just made you sick again and so that's how Yamaguchi found you. Puking your guts out.
"Baby? " He said softly leaning against the frame of the bathroom door. He hated whenever you were sick. It made him feel helpless. He hated even more that he had not been there while you were sick. PHe approached you crouching down so he could wrap his arms around you and bring you close. With your back to his chest he pulled your hair back so you could throw up easier. Rubbing your back he whispered apologies in your ear until you finished .
You stood, flushing the toilet and brushing your teeth before you faced a very anxious concerned Tadashi.
"Are you okay?" He asked softly
"Yes" You said glancing at him "Where have you been?"
"I was outside" He mumbled "Sitting in the car. I didn't want to leave because I forgot my phone and I wanted to make sure you were okay. So I just sat outside in the car until I thought you were asleep. If I knew you were sick I would have came in sooner"
"Oh" Not sure what to say you rubbed your arms awkwardly and Tadashi shook his head.
"Don't"
"What?"
"Don't do that that. You rub your arms when you're awkward and you never have to be awkward with me. Ever. I'm sorry for snapping at you this afternoon. I said shit that wasn't true and it was uncalled for. I guess I haven't been myself and I'm sorry for taking it out on you" He pulled you close so he could rub his nose against yours and your eyes filled.
"I'm sorry too. I didn't mean to hurt you" You put your hands on either side of his face your thumbs rubbed his cheekbones and he closed his eyes savoring your touch.
"Are you feeling okay?" He whispered softly his hands rubbing your hips and you shook your head. He visibly paled "Okay grab your stuff"
"What? Why?"
"I'm taking you to the ER Cmon" He tugged you into the bedroom and you laughed pulling his arm.
"Baby I'm okay" You pushed him onto the corner of the bed and he tugged you onto his lap so he could look at you.
"Don't lie to me" He said sadly.
"I promise. I went to the doctor-"
"What do you mean? When? How long have you been sick? Shit why didn't you tell me y/n?" His voice was raising in panic. You stroked his hair soothing him.
"Tadashi" You whispered lightly "I'm pregnant"
You'd never been witness to such utter shock. His eyes widened, his mouth parted and his fingers clenched around your waist. You looked down anxiously.
"I'm only a couple weeks along. I'm sorry I've been trying to tell you but you've just been so preoccupied." He looked down at you stomach and gaped lightly.
"You're pregnant?" His voice was hoarse
"I'm pregnant" You whispered again and he put both hands on your face and brought you close so he could kiss you. Hard. This kiss was needy and passionate and all around consuming and you smiled against his lips.
"Happy?" You whispered pulling away slightly.
"That word is too plain for what I'm feeling. Ecstatic, amazed, in awe. I'm everything. God I could kick myself"
"Why?"
"Because I've been so absent. I could have known earlier if I had just paid enough attention. I'm so fucking sorry baby"
"Shhhhh. Enough of that" You burrowed into his warm chest and he held you tight "I love you"
"I love you. So fucking much" He kissed your head. "And I'm going to love our baby just as much"
"Our baby" You repeated giddily
"Our everything" He confirmed
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miyasmagnolias · 2 years
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𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 ♡
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yamaguchi tadashi x f!reader
when the lighting in your hotel bathroom leaves you defeated over your blemished skin, your long-term boyfriend is quick to hold you amidst your insecurities.
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"God — this lighting is horrendous," you muttered to yourself, scrubbing cleanser into your skin in hopes of removing the final traces of makeup you'd paraded around in all day. You and Tadashi were finally winding down after a day's worth of wedding festivities — and while you were more than happy to see your college roommate tie the knot with her long-term partner, the makeup artist she'd hired for her bridal party had just about caked your face in foundation. "I look like a splotchy tomato."
Your boyfriend Tadashi, who was currently brushing his teeth next to you in the hotel bathroom, furrowed his brow. "How so?" he answered behind a mouthful of toothpaste. You merely shook your head in reply.
"I knew I should have just used my own makeup." Groaning to yourself, you ran the tips of your fingers over your cheekbones, where a fresh set of spots had already appeared. "And my acne scars from two weeks ago were just starting to fade..."
Tadashi watched you quietly as you scrutinized your reflection in the mirror, the defeated look in your eyes growing dimmer the longer you stared at yourself. "Let me see?" he asked after rinsing his mouth and plinking his toothbrush into the mug by the sink. Reaching over, his fingers traced your jaw as he gently turned your head to face him, the care and concern in his eyes enough to make you avert your gaze in embarrassment.
"It does look a little red..." he observed, brushing a strand of hair out of your face as he bent down to inspect the inflamed skin. "Are you okay? Does it hurt?"
"My ego's a little bruised, but I'll survive," you exhaled, leaning into your boyfriend's touch as he cradled your face. "Seriously, how can you still look at me like that?"
Tadashi blinked back his confusion. "Like what?"
"Like I'm one of those bridesmaids with perfect, dewy skin and fully functional pores..."
"Hey," your boyfriend interceded, meeting your eye with a serious expression on his face. "You're not seriously comparing yourself to your roommate's other friends, are you?"
"I dunno. Maybe?"
As much as you'd come to terms with yourself and your blemished skin, you weren't completely immune to the occasional jealousy that arose from watching others your age apply makeup without consequence. The lighting in your hotel bathroom wasn't exactly boosting your self-confidence, either — the white vanity lights defining every splotch and scar on your face for you and your boyfriend to see.
Tadashi merely shook his head in response, his hands traveling down to your waist as he swiftly hoisted you onto the bathroom counter. Yelping at the sudden movement, you shot him a confused look as you asked, "Tadashi — what are you doing?"
"We need to be on the same eye-level when I tell you this," he replied simply. His thumbs massaged gentle circles into your hips, hoping to relieve some of the tension there. "Do you remember what you said to me our senior year of college, when my aunt asked me if I would consider getting laser treatment for my face?"
Your lips immediately pulled themselves into a frown at the unpleasant memory. "I told you that if you got rid of your freckles, you'd look so unrecognizable that I'd probably burst into tears."
"Exactly," Tadashi said with a laugh. "You told me that you didn't love me in spite of my blemishes, but that you loved my blemishes just as much as you did every other part of me. And the same applies to you." The beauty spots on his cheeks folded into the creases and divots of his skin as he grinned. "I love every part of you, Y/N — blemishes and all. My only hope is that you can extend the same kind of love to yourself. Okay?"
Maybe it was the five glasses of champagne you'd downed at the wedding reception; maybe it was the way your boyfriend's eyes looked at you with more admiration than you thought you deserved. But you buried your face into his shoulder and sniffled. Bemused, Tadashi wrapped his arms around you and squeezed gently.
"There, there..." he murmured into your hair as you cried. "Let it all out."
A rather sensitive person himself, he understood just how important it was to have someone love and appreciate every part of you — he’d learned that from his own girlfriend, after all. Your boyfriend of three years, Yamaguchi Tadashi was determined to do just as good a job of validating your feelings and reaffirming your worth as you did for him.
Your tears stained his undershirt as you wrapped your arms around him tightly and wept, "You better not get that laser treatment, Tadashi! I don't care how many aunts I have to throw hands with!"
Your boyfriend merely chuckled, resting a gentle hand atop your head before saying, "I wouldn't dream of it, love. Now, can we finish up here and head to bed?"
©miyasmagnolias, 2022
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A/N: A gentle reminder that you're beautiful inside and out! ♡
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nanawritesit · 2 years
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Haikyuu!! Boyfriend Headcanons: Daichi, Sugawara, Kageyama, and Yamaguchi
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Daichi Sawamura:
He loves to go all out for your birthday… he’ll decorate your room with balloons and streamers in your favorite colors, bring out a cake for you to blow out the candles, and then shower you in presents. 🥰
Speaking of presents, he loves to gift you plushies at the most random moments. He just can’t stop himself from buying the cute things whenever he thinks of how happy it would make you.
A big fan of cheesy pick up lines, if for nothing else than to see you laugh 💀
Whenever you guys are in a crowded place, like the mall or a busy street, his arm instinctively wraps around your waist. He’ll hold you close to his side and grip his fingers to your shirt.
He’s always looking out for you. He notices when your shoe is untied, stops you before you walk into someone, and even catches things flying in your direction before they can hit you! He’ll be damned if you get hurt on his watch! 🥰
Likes to call you “cutie.”
A big fan of cheek kisses!
He knows all your favorite things and wants to remind you that he pays attention to them. He’ll bring you your favorite coffee and a lunch from your favorite restaurant while you’re at work just to surprise you :)
He’s the most supportive boyfriend ever. Anytime you’re passionate about something, he’s sure to encourage you to go after it.
You won’t even have to worry about acquiring his hoodies, because he will literally give them to you without being asked! He sees it as a way to keep you warm when you’re apart, and a way to let everyone know that you’re his ❤️
Looks forward to cuddling you all the time. If he’s having a tough day, he’ll just say to himself that soon you’ll be in his arms. 😭
Likes to take walks with you, linking your hands together as you stroll through the park. He’ll steal glances at you, smiling at how pretty you look in the sun 🥰
Daichi is the most loyal bf ever. Anytime someone comes onto him, he immediately shuts it down. He won’t even look at anyone else because he’s so happy with you!
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Sugawara Koushi:
Always texts you “good morning beautiful” every time he wakes up, and “sleep well my love” before he goes to bed. (my husband omg i love him so much)
The kind of boyfriend who would make sure you’re taking care of yourself. “Have you eaten lunch yet? Did you get enough sleep? Do you need help getting ready?”
Is super excited to meet your family and makes a phenomenal first impression.
Calls you “darling” or “my love” most of the time, but on special occasions he calls you “my pearl” 🥺 (i want someone to call me that so bad)
He gets worried whenever you haven’t texted him in a while. He might even call you if you go too long! But he just wants to make sure you’re safe.
Will talk about you to anyone who will listen. He never hesitates to brag about you to all his friends and family, going on and on about how beautiful you are inside and out :)
He’s the first person you go to whenever something bad happens, because he just always knows exactly what you need. He holds you while you cry, listens so intently to your struggles, and immediately tries to help you come up with a solution. Afterwards, he makes it his mission to cheer you up.
Gets really upset whenever someone is mean to you, and depending on how bad it is, he’d approach them about it and make them apologize to you 😤
Cute dates at home where you guys bake cookies and watch romantic comedies together ❤️
Picks you flowers whenever he sees them blooming at the side of the road
You literally can’t keep a secret from him. He’s so observant and knows your mannerisms so well, he’ll immediately know when something is bothering you
For your anniversary he’d take you on a picnic date with food he made himself 😭
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Kageyama Tobio:
Has “if you touch them i’ll kill you” vibes 😀 He is seriously so protective over you! He gets very jealous when someone flirts with you, but he’ll get soooo cocky after seeing you turn them down 💀
Is also the kind of bf to carry you around on his back when your shoes get too uncomfortable to walk in 🥺
Shares his milk with you and always makes sure to buy an extra snack for you at the convenience store
Looks at you proudly when you succeed at something as if to say, “that’s my partner.”
Seriously gives the best pep talks when you need encouragement!
He gets mad whenever you talk bad about yourself. He thinks you’re amazing and that you shouldn’t be so mean to yourself!
Would love to take you to an amusement park as a date! Going on rides, getting cotton candy and popcorn, needing to comfort him after he fails to win you a prize at one of the games…
Sends you funny memes and tiktoks ALL the time, sometimes in the middle of the day when he’s supposed to be working
He can be so needy for your kisses, and greedy too! One is never enough! “If you give a Kags a kiss, he will ask for another to go with it…”
Back hugs !!!
Likes to do gentlemanly things for you like pulling out your chair, insisting on carrying your bags, and holding doors for you ☺️
He wears the bracelet you got him for his birthday EVERY day. It gives him encouragement to keep working hard!
Gets so flustered when you compliment him or call him pretty. You will always give him butterflies!
Calls you “sweetness” or simply “babe,” but it makes your heart flutter everytime ❤️
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Tadashi Yamaguchi:
Calls you “sunshine” or “lovely” 🥰
Feels more confident since he met you, and has even started to like his beautiful freckles
He is so proud to call you his, he shows you off to everyone he knows! He’ll show them pictures of you and be like “yep, that’s MY partner! aren’t they cute?”
Likes to be the little spoon when ya’ll cuddle 🥺
LOVES shoulder kisses, both giving and receiving!
Is actually SUPER scary when he’s jealous. He will march right over to someone and tell them to back off, standing in front of you protectively 😤
Wants to take pictures with you all. the. time. He always posts them so everyone can see how much he loves you ❤️
He always tells you how special you are to him, because he never ever wants you to forget it.
Has you as his phone background!
Will ask you to sing him to sleep one night when he can’t sleep, and then it becomes a nightly thing 💀
Would take you on a star gazing date! He’d buy one of those translucent tents that keep the bugs out and fill it with blankets and pillows, then hold you close while you guys talk about the stars and the planets :)
Your unconditional support inspires him to stand up for his choices and stop second guessing himself
Loves how you always keep listening to him when he gets talked over, and how you always ask questions and remember what he says!
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theblaringlemon · 1 year
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yamaguchi: shouldn't you sleep, tsukki?
tsukishima: sleep is for losers.
yamaguchi: it's been 2 days since you properly slept.
tsukishima: sleep is for the weak. the strong stay up until they die.
yamaguchi: i'll contact your therapist in the morning...
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ishrxq · 2 years
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yooooooooooooooo how would Yamaguchi confess????? flowers???? Choclate???? NOTES?????????????????????? I MUST KNOW. THANK YOU.
Ooo thats real interesting? Im thinking hes gonna be all sweet and corny about it 😭
Masterlist <3
Yamaguchi Confession Headcannon
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The sweetheart would probably get you a few daffodils and present them to you with the most adorable blush on his little freckled cheeks.
He most definately looked up the meanings for almost every flower he could get his hands on.
When he confesses, it's probably in a very non-crowded spot, like on school grounds after hours.
He would want to take you to the nearby park to look at the tadpoles in the pond because he's just a sweet little wierdo like that.
He's definately asked your friends what your favourite chocolates are because he surprises you with them along with the flowers.
He really went all out for you, he's even ironed his school clothes.
Tsukishima is definately standing behind a bush somewhere not too far off. The tall blonde tried to act like it was against his will but he worries secretly that Yamaguchi might actually be crushed if you were to reject him.
You're definately very bashful and embarrassed but so is Yama so it's fine.
There's also a note in your locker because he was heavily contemplating not confessing face-to-face, and he's currently internally panicking on how he's gonna get it back so he doesn't look like a fool in front of the person he has more than just a little crush on.
While he's confessing he rambles a lot, and you realise just how close he pays attention to all your little changes, like a different skin or haircare routine and it makes him all the more adorable in your eyes.
The little mopheaded baby scrunches up his face and closes his eyes tight with anxiety as he speaks, shakily holding up the flowers and chocolate and bowing to you, making you sweatdrop as you try to get him to calm down a little, scared he might faint and die where he stands.
He's just so precious.
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myplaylists-angeli · 2 years
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your freckles are like stars - a yamaguchi tadashi playlist
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shxtodxroki · 10 months
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Tadashi Yamaguchi Masterlist
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Here is where you will find all of my writing for Tadashi! I hope you enjoy, and if you like these feel free to drop a request in my inbox at any time! <3
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♡ Fake Texts ♡
- Karasuno First Years When You Send Them An Accidental Confession Text
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workerdroneuz · 2 years
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This is my official, random rq for someone to make a little HC list with Yamaguchi and an s/o who also has freckles (but here’s my own little imagine; anyone who wants to add on is free too)
Like, imagine his s/o gets a make-up pencil and plays connect the dots with his freckles to make the Big Dipper, and he turns the pencil around to draw the Little Dipper on his s/o commenting ‘because you’re smaller then me’ (in the scenario that they are)
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7-thheaven · 1 year
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Spider Gwen 🕷
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zorosprincess · 1 year
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The Separation
Pairing: Yamaguchi Tadashi x Reader
Word Count: ~1.1k
Genre: Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: Mentions of divorce, escapism, avoidance tendencies
Summary: Tadashi was always a safe place for you. A safe place to go to when you needed to smile, to feel like the sun was shining on you. But not even he could save you from this.
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A lot happened at home. All of the time. The house was never quiet. For as long as you could remember the house was never quiet. Not until now. Dead silence filling the air. The news had rocked the household, the fault line having finally shifted and opening the ground beneath you. The silence felt like screaming in your head, you needed to leave. Needed to get out.
It wasn’t Tadashi’s fault that he didn’t know how your brain was spiraling in the silence. The silence that was deafening. Made you want to rip your hair out. It wasn’t his fault that the two of you were sitting here quietly as a show played on low volume. Tadashi was always a safe place for you. A safe place to go to when you needed to smile, to feel like the sun was shining on me. But not even he could save you from this. From the ground opening up and swallowing your family.
It was quiet, the sky was dark, you’d been in his bed since the sky was pink in the morning. Your head was tucked under his, forehead pressed into his neck. Inhaling his fresh scent, the one that told you he got up early so he could shower before you even got here, that told you he didn’t go out to practice like he usually did on Saturday mornings. His long legs had tangled with yours, his fingers brushing over your hair, careful not to get tangled in it, as you occasionally pressed small kisses to the freckles on his shoulder. He was all soft touches and all-consuming love. He was quiet when you wanted to be quiet and you were free to stay, most of the time.
“Y/n,” he tried softly, the first word he’d spoken in a couple hours, content to stay silent and watch whatever show we’d thrown on your streaming service of choice, “baby?” He tried again when your stayed quiet and still. You hummed in response this time and looked up at him, his amber eyes were filled with curiosity as he peered down at you. You hadn’t spoken to him about anything wrong, but he knew something was. It was why he was being so okay with you being quietly snuggled up to him all day. His greenish bangs were falling into his face and he adjusted so that he was propped up more, your head now falling out of line with his neck and instead finding itself near his chest.
“It’s getting kind of late.” He mumbled, eyes looking at you softly as he brushed a piece of hair out of your face. His hand stayed resting on your cheek, thumb rubbing soft circles into your cheekbone. A comforting gesture that had me relaxing into his touch again. “Do you think maybe it’s time to go home?” You froze. You chose to ignore his words and instead focused on the way his freckles spread across his skin like stars in the sky. “Baby?”
You sighed and dug your face into his chest, wrapped your arms around his waist and breathed him in. You shook your head slightly and he sighed, cradling you closer to him. “Please don’t make me.” You mumbled into his chest but you were sure he didn’t hear you properly.
He pried your body back from his and it was only then, when his face contorted into a version of pain, eyebrows furrowing and corners of his lips pulling down, that you noticed your eyes had begun to leak tears. “Hey,” his fingers came softly to brush them away, his nose coming to bump yours as you shut your eyes, “do you want me to take you back home?”
You shook your head lightly, his nose bumping yours every time you did. You felt tears dampen your cheeks more, making you feel bad that he was wasting his efforts to wipe them. “Please don’t make me go, ‘Dashi.” You whispered, a soft sob finding its way out as you finished your request.
“Oh, baby.” He whispered back, he was all soft touches and sunshine trying to seep through your rainy clouds. “Talk to me please.” He always told you that your pain caused him pain, and you hated yourself for it. “Tell me what’s going on.” He wasn’t asking, his soft prying was his way of telling you he wouldn’t stop until you unloaded your burden onto him.
“My parents.” You mumbled, refusing to open your eyes and look at him again. “They’re gonna get divorced.” You hadn’t said it out loud yet. It felt more real like this. They’d told you late in the night last night and you’d left, without saying anything early this morning. It was never a secret that your parents didn’t get along, at least not inside of the household. There was always sound resounding around the house, yelling, arguing, or just loud shouts for you to come to them. You were always settling small bickering. But last night? It was silent for the first time in your life. “My house is so quiet right now.” You mumbled again, letting your eyes open slightly, refusing to focus on anything but his wrists and how they connected to the palms cupping your face. “Please don’t make me go back, not yet, it doesn’t feel like home.”
“How about you stay the night tonight, princess?” His tone was soft, hesitant as he asked you to do it. “Okay?” You looked up slightly, eyes catching his, flickering back and forth between them trying to find any hint of his hesitation stemming from him not wanting you to be there. “Hey, I mean it, stay here tonight. We can go back there when you’re ready.”
You swallowed hard as he watched you. You nodded lightly and he pulled back ever-so-slightly to see your face as he brushed away the tears that came out in a steady stream. His face was filled with concern. Your eyes traced the freckles across his skin easily, brighter than every star in the sky as they created constellations only you could find on his skin. His bangs were brushing lightly across your forehead at your closeness. He radiated warmth and sunshine through your rainy clouds.
Tadashi was always your safe place. And maybe he couldn’t save you from this, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t help. Even just a little. Tadashi could be the one to bring sunshine and smiles into your darkest days. He could be the place that you could call home when the one you grew up with was gone.
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A/N: yeah idk. Y’all I need feedback on these pls
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