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remuswriting · 7 months

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reading thirst tweets; msby black jackal

Summary: Atsumu, Bokuto, Hinata, and Sakusa are invited to Buzzfeed to read thirst tweets, and they recognize a certain user. (plus the aftermath)

Pairing: MSBY BJ & Male! Reader

Warning: Thirst Tweets (sexual); Not Beta-read; OOC probably

Word Count: 2,247 words

Notes: This a part two to this post. This part is a mixture of writing and smau. I will say there is slight Atsuhina in this, but it's Atsumu pining essentially.

Translation for something Hinata says "Desde o primeiro momento que te vi, não consigo parar de pensar em você." From the moment I saw you, I can’t stop thinking of you. (I got this from a website, so please tell me if this is incorrect)

If Atsumu is going to be completely honest, he’s excited to read these thirst tweets. He knows some people (Sakusa) find that weird, but he finds thirst tweets to be more funny than anything else. Sometimes, the more deranged the better. He and Osamu read thirst tweets while drunk at Onigiri Miya, so it’s not like he’s going to be wide eyed and stuttering about them today. That’s probably why Kousaka, MSBY Black Jackal’s PR manager, put him in this; Buzzfeed Thirst Tweets.

“Have any of you watched these before?” Kousaka asks as people put light makeup on Atsumu.

“I have!” Shoyo says with a bright smile. “Kenma and I watched some after hearing about this.”

“Sakusa-san?” Kousaka asks, and Sakusa slowly nods.

“Yeah. I’ve seen clips on TikTok,” Sakusa says, which it’s news to Atsumu that Sakusa even has TikTok.

“I’m not even going to ask you, Atsumu-san,” Kousaka says, not even looking at him. “Bokuto-san?”

“Nope!” Bokuto says, and his smile is just as vibrant as always, just like his volume being just a little too loud. “I know what thirst tweets are, though.”

Kousaka nods. “Alright, good.” He reaches over and picks up a bucket off of a stool. “This bucket has all the thirst tweets. You’ll all take turns reading them, which means you may not read ones for yourself.” He hands it to Sakusa, who places it to be on the edge of his knee. “Do not start until after they’ve started filming and you’ve introduced yourselves.”

“Got it, Kousaka-san!” Shoyo says, and Kousaka smiles a little before taking a deep breath and gently releasing it.

“Let’s hope this goes well.”

Only 10 minutes later, everyone is situated and ready for filming. Atsumu loves PR, which Kousaka knows and drags him around just about everywhere. He’s not great with people, but he can be charming enough that it works out for him. Kousaka doesn’t understand it, but he uses it whenever they need some PR.

“Behave,” Kousaka says, and then they’re filming.

“Hello, I’m Miya Atsumu. Setter for MSBY Black Jackal,” Atsumu says with a smirk, and he’s not sure if he’s supposed to introduce himself like that. It seems like a fun way, though.

“I’m Bokuto Koutaro! Wing spiker for MSBY Black Jackal!” Bokuto says, a little too loudly from excitement. Kousaka puts a finger to his lips behind the camera to remind Bokuto to calm down a little.

“I’m Sakusa Kiyoomi. Wing spiker for MSBY Black Jackal,” Sakusa says in a monotone voice. He’s said he doesn’t want to be there, but Atsumu knows that Kousaka doesn’t force people to do things they don’t want to. If Sakusa told him no, he wouldn’t be here.

“And I’m Hinata Shoyo! Wing spiker for the MSBY Black Jackal!” Shoyo says with a bright smile. He’s also someone Kousaka drags around for PR since he actually is good with people. Atsumu is also always better when Shoyo is there as well. “And we’re here at BuzzFeed to read your thirst tweets!”

“Do you ever see thirst tweets online?” someone behind the camera asks. Kousaka covers his face with a hand, which makes Atsumu and Shoyo laugh a little.

“Course,” Atsumu says, laughter still in his voice a little. “It’s what happens when you’re this attractive.”

“More like what happens when you look up your name to see if anyone is talking about you,” Sakusa says, and Atsumu rolls his eyes. Sure, that’s exactly what he does, but he’s not going to admit to that.

“Do not.”

Sakusa narrows his eyes at him, and he’s not wearing a mask, making it easy to see his frown. He’s just about always frowning, so Atsumu doesn’t take it to heart. “Then show us the last thing you looked up on Twitter then.”

Atsumu’s eyes go wide. “I don’t have to do that.”

“So you’re admitting you do it?” Sakusa asks, and he sounds so smug.

Atsumu opens his mouth, but Shoyo grabs the bucket from Sakusa’s knee and pulls a piece of paper out. “Please @bokutomsby I am but a hole for your using.”

“A hole?” Bokuto asks, processing what he just heard. His eyes widen. “Oh! Thank you, but that doesn’t sound very enjoyable.”

Atsumu rolls his eyes as he chuckles a little.

“How many tweets do you think will mention them being a hole?” Shoyo asks casually before looking up at Kousaka. “Where do I put this paper?” Someone quickly puts a trash can near them. “Thank you.”

“Too many,” Sakusa says. He leans away from Shoyo—away from the bucket more like it. If he’s acting like that now, then how will he act when the tweets start actually getting dirty?

“My turn,” Bokuto says, and Shoyo hands him the bucket. Bokuto pulls a piece of paper out. “User sakukiyo says: I’d let Sakusa Kiyoomi fuck me on every surface possible and spit in my mouth if it meant I got to see those thighs up close and personal just so I could thank him.”

Sakusa cringes. “No thank you. I think I’ll pass.”

“Sakusa-san,” Kousaka says, and Sakusa rolls his eyes. Atsumu has seen this interaction a hundred times before. Kousaka gets onto Sakusa and then Sakusa stops being such a stick in the mud. “Also, Bokuto-san, you don’t need to read out the username.”

“Oh, sorry,” Bokuto says, looking a little guilty, but a simple smile from Kousaka erases the expression.

“I want to read another,” Shoyo says, and Bokuto hands over the container to him. “Miya Atsumu needs to rail me disrespectfully. Please, I know how to beg,” Shoyo reads out, but it doesn’t sound like he’s just reading it. It sounds like he’s saying it with his own words. Atsumu’s heart is in his throat. He cannot get horny during an interview. Kousaka will murder him.

“Good thing I know how to be disrespectful,” Atsumu says, trying to sound seductive. Shoyo laughs beside him. “Hope all of these are that good.”

“Well dailyln only gives the best thirst tweets,” Shoyo says, and Atsumu wonders if they’re going to bleep out the username. A lot of Y/N’s followers will already know which tweets are his, even though Atsumu doesn’t. He’s seen the tweets, but he doesn’t remember who tweets what. “I wonder how many of his tweets will be in here.”

“Hopefully only one,” Sakusa says. “Atsumu’s already cocky enough.”

Atsumu rolls his eyes as he takes the bucket from Shoyo. “I want Hinata Shoyo to smash my skull between his thighs like a watermelon,” Atsumu reads. All of them look at Shoyo’s thighs.

Shoyo flexes his thighs, and Atsumu has to remind himself that he’s not allowed to get horny in an interview. “I don’t know if my thighs are that strong,” Shoyo says, and he tilts his head. “I’ve never even tried to smash a watermelon before.”

“You should try!” Bokuto says, and Atsumu can’t wait to hear the end of this. “Last New Year’s I did it because Akaashi dared me.”

Atsumu doesn’t know Akaashi super well. Osamu knows Akaashi far better than he does, but Atsumu knows Akaashi is just a little weird. Bokuto either doesn’t know it or ignores it. What Atsumu is getting at is that it’s so believable that happened.

“Did you take videos or pictures?” Shoyo asks, looking at Bokuto with wide eyes over Atsumu’s shoulder.

“Yeah! I’ll have to show you them later!”

“Boys,” Kousaka says. He always has to remind them to stay on task when Bokuto comes along. Atsumu looks at Sakusa, who grumbles slightly as he takes the container and gets a piece of paper out.

“I never know what Hinata Shoyo is saying when he speaks Portuguese, but fuck does he sound good,” Sakusa reads off, not sounding entirely monotone but not putting his all into it. Atsumu feels like he could’ve ghost written that.

Shoyo grins at the camera, but it’s a little feral. It’s one of Atsumu’s favorite smiles on Shoyo. It’s the one he has after a really good spike. “Really?” Shoyo asks, and Atsumu knows he’s about to be fucked. “Desde o primeiro momento que te vi, não consigo parar de pensar em você.”

Shoyo’s voice deepens slightly when speaking Portuguese, and Atsumu grips the side of his chair. He’s so gay. Fuck. He is so gay. Gay panicking in public should be something he’s used to by now, but he’s not God’s strongest soldier.

“That one was also Y/N,” Sakusa says as he leans over to throw the piece of paper away. “Just in case you wanted to know.”

Sakusa leans over Shoyo to hand Atsumu the bucket to hand to Bokuto. Shoyo leans back a little, and it’s a simple exchange. Bokuto takes the bucket from Atsumu with a smile as he pulls out a piece of paper. “Oh, to taste tsumu’s thighs as they’re wrapped around my head like earmuffs. Finally, some good fucking food,” Bokuto reads, and Atsumu’s thirst tweets seem to rival Sakusa’s in being slightly cruder.

“Glad I’m being appreciated for the meal I am,” Atsumu says with a grin, and he’s trying to ignore the way Shoyo is staring at him. It’s his hungry stare, and Atsumu can only handle so much before he has a gay breakdown.

“I feel so bad for those who have terrible taste,” Sakusa says with a soft sigh, as if to make it more sympathetic. “Hopefully, their taste buds are fixed soon.��

“Oh, fuck you,” Atsumu says, but there’s no real bite in it. Honestly, he finds it a little funny with how Sakusa said it. He should be upset, but part of him can’t be from the comedy of it.

Sakusa simply rolls his eyes before extending a hand for them to give him the bucket. He’s quick with pulling out the paper. Atsumu only saw two left when he briefly looked as he passed it on.

“My ideal weight is Bokuto on top of me,” Sakusa reads out, and he looks over at Bokuto, who is laughing.

“If I lay on you, then I may crush you,” Bokuto says, which Atsumu can believe. Bokuto is mainly made of muscle and weighs the most out of the four of them. He’s just built thick.

“I think that’s what they want Bokuto-san,” Shoyo says, and Bokuto nods.

“Then I guess I should lay on them, shouldn’t I?” he asks, and Atsumu watches Kousaka close his eyes and let out a deep breath. He should’ve expected this when he brought Bokuto to this.

“I think they’d love that,” Shoyo says, and Bokuto grins. Shoyo turns to Atsumu. “Atsumu-san gets to read the last one!”

Atsumu takes the bucket when it’s passed to him. He hopes it’s something filthy. That’s probably a strange want, but he’s having a little fun. He’s having gay panic, but also having fun.

“I need to see what Sakusa Kiyoomi’s wrists are capable of. Please I’ll be so good, just give me a chance,” Atsumu reads aloud, and Sakusa rolls his eyes.

“What are your wrists capable of, Omi-san?” Shoyo asks, and some would think he’d ask it innocently, but he doesn’t. Atsumu hears the plotting in it. Sakusa and Shoyo share a look before Sakusa is bending his wrists to where his fingers comfortably press against the skin of his wrist.

“I guess they’re capable of this,” Sakusa says, and it always amazed Atsumu that Sakusa’s wrists are that flexible. He’s watched him stretch them every day at practice, but still. It’s unnatural.

Shoyo turns to the crew. “Isn’t there another one?” he asks with excitement. “One that’s just awful? You gave one to Dylan O’Brien.”

Apparently, Shoyo hadn’t been lying when he said he watched some of these with Kenma.

Kousaka shakes his head a little. “I don’t know if that’s the best idea, Hinata-san.”

Shoyo pouts. “Please,” he says, dragging out the word. “If it’s too bad, I won’t read it aloud.”

Kousaka nods, and someone gives Shoyo a piece of paper. He holds it close to himself so Atsumu can’t read it. His concentrated expression melts, and he’s laughing. He’s full on cackling, and none of them know why.

“Definitely can’t read that one aloud,” he says as he crumbles it and throws it in the trash. “But it was good.”

They say their goodbyes and are back in the car. Curiosity keeps eating at Atsumu over what the last one was that made Shoyo laugh like that. He’s not sure he’s ever seen him laugh like that before.

“What was so funny about the last tweet?” Bokuto asks for Atsumu.

Shoyo looks up from his phone at Bokuto. “I don’t know if I’d say it was funny. It was more like laughing was the only way to respond to it,” Shoyo says with a shrug. “But it was basically about an orgy between that person and us.”

If Atsumu had been drinking something, he would’ve spit it out all over Sakusa’s face. “They included something like that?” Atsumu asks, bewildered.

“Well, I had to ask for it, so it wasn’t really included,” Shoyo says with a small laugh. “It was detailed, though. I didn’t know someone would think that hard about something like that.”

Atsumu nods, trying to get his mind around someone tweeting that. The tweets they read aloud weren’t terrible, but that one is something else. Eventually they’re talking about the upcoming game against the EJP Raijin. Everyone has people they want to beat, and Atsumu is ready to take down Suna. He imagines Suna is thinking the same thing about him (hopefully).

#haikyuu #haikyuu x male reader #haikyuu x reader #miya atsumu x reader #sakusa kiyoomi x reader #hinata shoyo x reader #bokuto koutaro x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu social media au #miya atsumu x male reader #sakusa kiyoomi x male reader #hinata shoyo x male reader #bokuto koutaro x male reader

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wonderoustime · 8 months

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don't get me wrong, atsumu is most definitely an outdoorsy person, but the kind of dates he loves the most are all the indoor ones. and not indoors as in dining at a restaurant or dying of cuteness in cat cafés or wandering through an art gallery, oh no.

indoors as in holed up in your house, wrapped in each others' arms like the lovestruck little gremlins you are, gorging on cheap, greasy yet the most delicious takeout you've ever had (along with a few of osamu's onigiris which seriously can't belong on the same league as your takeout) while binge-watching trashy romcoms and the most predictable action series.

or indoors as in experimenting with new cookie recipes and slow-dancing with him to the music playing out of your phone, accidentally causing them to burn and taste terrible, yet end up being finished in less than five minutes.

or indoors as in curled up on your bed, his head on your chest, your soft voice reading aloud to your favorite book as you gently stroke his hair lulling him to a deep, deep sleep where the coziness of the blankets and the comfort of him accidentally leads to you taking a nap, too, in the middle of the day.

those kinds of indoors >>>

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reallyromealone · 2 months

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Hi can you do a long story about the Miya twins taking care of their brother (age 5) he's mad at them because they were late to picking him up and them trying to make it up to him

Title: forgotten

Fandom: haikyuu

Characters: Atsumu Miya, Osamu miya

Warnings: male reader, fluff, child reader, slight hurt to comfort

☁️🐟☁️🐟☁️🐟☁️🐟☁️🐟☁️🐟☁️🐟☁️🐟☁️🐟☁️

The twins were rushing, they knew they fucked up as they went to the preschool at nearly an hour late where their five year old brother stood with a seething glare "where were you two!" (Name) barked angrily as he crossed his arms "I been here forever with Mrs. (Teacher)!" The twins sighed as they knew this wasn't going to be easy, food wouldn't make him not angry this time.

"Sixth time this month!" The little one wouldn't let them hold him, only holding on to Osamu's finger "sorry bud, practice delayed!" They wasn't a good enough answer as (name) looked at Atsumu with puffed up cheeks and glared "bad reason!" He grumbled out, the two signing as (name) grumbled.

They knew they needed to do something bigger to make this up to the little one who was fed up with his brothers.

(Name) had to begin wondering if his brothers even cared at all.... Always forgetting him like this.

The twins noticed how upset the youngest was, the two feeling shitty for forgetting him.

So they did the most logical thing.

Spent 100 dollars each at an arcade with him, snacks games and toys formthe rest of the day "woo! Get it!" Atsumu said as Osamu held (name) up so he could play "win those ticket's!"

The twins held the prizes they won, the two using their coordination to their advantage as (name) ate a riceball from a convenience store they passed.

"You know we love you right?" Osamu asked the tyke, both crouching down to his level when they got home and (name) looked down and didn't answer "hey, none of that's Atsumu said to the boy seriously "you're our baby brother, we love you brat"

"Don't call me a brat!" (Name) fired back and Atsumu grinned in an annoying big brother "then stop acting like it!"

"Dummy!"

"Shorty!"

Aaaaand things were back to normal.

#haikyuu x male reader #haikyuu x reader #Atsumu miya #osamu miya #atsumu x reader #Atsumu x male reader #Osamu x reader #osamu x male reader #male reader #x male reader #child reader #child male reader #anime x male reader #anime x reader

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sunshowerwriting · 3 months

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they refuse to go to bed unless they hear from you and get a goodnight and an i love you. weather that be in person or over the phone or even through messages, they will not go to bed unless they hear from you. which has led to many situations where they will bother you and even wake you up because they need to hear you say i love you before going to bed.

MAMMON. HINATA. oikawa. atsumu. itadori. NIGHTOWL.

#🌦️ writes #x reader #x gn reader #x male reader #haikyuu #blooming panic #jujutusu kaisen #obey me #mamon x reader #hinata x reader #oikawa x reader #atsumu x reader #nightowl x reader #itadori x reader #mamon obey me #hinata shoyo #oikawa toruu #atsumu miya #nightowl bp

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hotvinimon · 2 months

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Miya Osamu <3

“Samu…Samu…Don’t look directly, but I can see your doppelganger… just behind you.”

You and your sweet, loving, handsome, onigiri man of a boyfriend were on a night date in the street of Shibuya. Osamu was busy in choosing what to eat first, while you took pictures. Suddenly you saw Osamu’s clown toghether with a curly haired, bitch-faced man, an orange head and an owl faced beefy boy.

To say that you were shocked would be an understatement. A guy… or I should say Samu’s clown was chatting with his friends just few meters behind your boyfriend, only his hair's more blonde, and his vibe's more... clownish.

“Doppelganger ??? what do you even me-” “CAN’T YOU FUCKING WHISPER ?? AND DON’T LOOK LIKE THAT. BE MORE SUBTLE.” you whisper yelled.

Suddenly the doppelganger looked in your direction and frowned comically and advanced towards you.

“OH MY GOSH, SAMUUUU, HE'S COMING... HE'S COMING THIS WAY!”

Samu quickly looked into the direction, and unlike you he was frowning ??? similarly like his doppelganger ??? what the heck was going on. Was there some kind of invisible mirror thing that you couldn’t see.

Even the doppelganger's buddies seem cool, like they're in on the joke.

The doppelganger was now, standing in front of you and looking at your boyfriend, like he was communicating with his eyes. Before anyone could say anything…

“OMYGODOMYGODOMYGOD… CAN I TAKE A PICTURE WITH YOU SIR ????”

All eyes are on you, but who cares? It's not every day you meet your boyfriend's mirror image.

“Oh.. of course cutie, are you a fan ??”

“Well, I’m a human but I’ve never seen my boyfriend’s clown my entire life.” you giggled like a kid.

“DON’T DO THAT”. That ‘DOPPELGANGER’ yelled at your boyfriend.

“I’M NOT DOING ANYTHING.”

“YOU ARE MAKING GOO-GOO EYES AT HER. LIKE YOU MAKE AT FOOD.”

“I AM NOT.”

“YES YOU ARE”

All you could hear for next fifteen minutes was funny curse words and skin slapping sounds. Meanwhile, the curly-haired dude shoots you a concerned look.

“Ohhhh… so you are his big brother. Nice to meet you Tsum, I’m y/n, Samu’s s/o.”

Unlike your fictional brain, the ‘DOPPELGANGER’ turned out to be your boyfriend’s twin brother.

“Nice to meet you too y/n/n” Atsumu showed his signature smirk.

“IT’S MIYA TO YOU AND IT’S Y/L/N TO YOU.”

"WHAT THE HECK, BASTARD? AM I SOME GIRLFRIEND STEALER?"

"MORE LIKE AN UNINVITED DATE CRASHER."

"AT LEAST I'M EYE CANDY."

"YEAH, WELL, MOM LIKES ME MORE."

More insults fly, more slaps echo, and the furniture starts to question its life choices. Meeting your boyfriend's twin? Not too shabby after all.

Keys -

y/n - your name

s/o - sgnificant other

y/n/n - your nick name

y/l/n - your last name

Requests are open

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solannn · 3 months

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Headcannon Ideas.😋 (for haikyu)

What about a introvert male reader? Someone who doesn’t attend the boys games because he’s not a fan of social interaction ?😩.

Angst? Fluff?

🐱┆ THE Sun proposed to the moon

🦊┆ And moon said,idk(x3) give me

a break

Headcanon,,

• ˚୨୧⋆｡ When he saw that you didn’t attend his matchs,he was really upset he thought that you forgot about it.

• he went to asked why you didn’t attend it. He wanted you met his friends/teammates.

• so he decided to go talk to you,he didn’t any harm or someth. ‘Cause seeing you’re seat empty was hurt breaking for him.

• so he knocked at your door,waiting few minutes until you open the door. You make him enter you house.

• he sat on your couch so do you,the air was quite tension you didn’t know why so much tension

•"Why aren’t you attending my match?" He asked "I’m- I’m not fan of social interaction-" your voice cracked a bit "I’m not fan of crowd and my social aren’t quite you know..? You said.

• he ‘ohhhed’, well know he knew why you didn’t attend it "But could you at least be here ? Seeing your special seat emp-" you interrupted him

• " i can try,only for you I guess." That made him smile and hugged you warmly so you hugged back.

• "and I understand that you aren’t the best at social skills" he said "when your ready I could make you met my team" he added and you smiled.

HINATA,Sugawara,Iwaizumi,Osamu,Daichi,Semi(?)

•˚୨୧⋆｡He would be so disappointed/upset he wanted to show you how strong and cool he was in volleyball.

• When he wanted you to met his friends or teammate he were never there

• He truly loved you,you were his first male lover and real love so he made him upset,sad to see your seat empty.

• it’s been only few months of dating,you were already a sort of power couple.

• he finally decided to talk to you. He grabbed his phone and call you and says a meeting point he waited few minutes for you arrival.

•After few minutes you were there he choose to talk first about it "why do you miss my matchs,seeing you seat empty is really erm-" he hesitated

• "im sorry if I hurt you- I’ll try my best I swear ! I’m just not ready to meet your team. My social skills isn’t real you know.." you apologized he understood and smiled.

OIKAWA,Atsumu,nishinoya,goshiki(?) ,hoshi ?,bokuto

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lumiinix · 1 year

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Warning(s): No beta read.

Ok, so Atsumu has like-very squishy cheeks, like very squishy cheeks, and he loves it when you just put your two hands on the sides on his cheeks and just…do whatever you want. You can pinch it, squish it, kiss it, morph it to anything shape you like, etc…he doesn’t care, as long as he can see how happy you are playing with them, he’s all in. Definitely your personal stress toy now because as soon as he sees you with any sign of discomfort on your face, he’s plopping on your chest and just puff his cheeks out, signaling you to do your thing. Laying on your chest while you play with his cheeks is definitely his favorite time of the night because he knows he got 100% of your attention.

“Ya really love my cheeks that much ha, babe?”

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED!

#lumi:post!#hq #haikyuu #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x male reader #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x reader #hq fluff #atsumu x yn #atsumu x you #atsumu x reader #atsumu fluff #atsumu imagines #atsumu scenarios #atsumu miya #miya atsumu #atsumu x male reader

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malereadermaniac · 8 months

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Late Night Talkin' ~ Atsumu Miya x Male Reader

Referance to NSFW!

FwB -> Lovers????

One-sided feelings (Atsumu) -> reciprocated feelings

MDNI! FEM-DNI!

You met Atsumu when you became the manager of Inarazaki's team

You two clicked quite quickly, with flirty banter and the two of you being able to hold conversation pretty well together

Sure, you did find the blonde hot, but never anything more than that

"Oi blondie! Stop shouting at your teammates!" You shout from the sidelines as Atsumu kicks off when Suna fails to block a ball

"ITS NOT MY FAULT HE SUCKS ASS!" Atsumu shouts back as he points at the boy

It came as a shock to you when Atsumu made a move on you after having too much sake on a school trip

The two of you were on the floor of the bedroom when Atsumu leaned over to you, held your chin in his rough hand, and sloppily shoved his tongue down your throat

So once he sobered up, the two of you came to an agreement - friends with benefits.

A great solution for you, but Atsumu definitely still has some feelings for you

The best part is that because you're still friends, after Atsumu fucks you until your ass is bruised, you two lay in bed together and talk about anything and everything

"Do you ever think about the future, (y/n)?" Atsumu asks, looking over at you, his hands behind his head showing off his muscles

"Yeah all the time haha... I worry about it a lot, but I also Fantasise about it" you say with a chuckle, looking the blonde in the eyes

Atsumu blushes at the intimate eye contact

"Oh yeah? About what?" He asks with the friendliest yet most flirtatious tone he could

"If I want kids or not, marriage, jobs, houses, boring shit haha..." you chuckle

"What about you, Blondie?"

"Pretty much the same, I'm pretty dead set on a lot of things though"

"Oh yeah? Like what?" You ask with a smile

"I'm definitely going to be a pro-volleyball player, I'm not working some shitty office job..."

"Haha! Like that's gonna happen" you laugh, hitting Atsumu's shoulder with the back of your hand in laughter

"Oi! I'm so good at Volleyball! You should know Mr. Manager" Atsumu shouts in offense

"Yeah you are, to be fair you have a good shot at it..." you mumble, staring at the ceiling

"I'm not too sure on kids, marriage is a definite for me though... what about you?" Atsumu looks over, admiring you with gentle eyes

"Ummm... yeah I go back and forth with the idea of children, I don't need to get married - but if my future boyfriend really wants to, I would go along with it hehe"

Atsumu watches you as you ramble quietly, he loves your voice, your body, your personality, and he fucking loves the way your eyes drift from his eyes to his muscles to the point that you have to drag them back

"But yeah... I'm quite scared of the future..." you admit as you end your mini-rant

"Yeah I get you... But I know one thing's for certain..."

"Yeah? And what's that, 'tsumu?"

Fuck he loved it when you called him that

"I want you in my future for as long as possible, (y/n)..." he says as he turns his head to you, looking lovingly into your eyes

Silence fills the room for a split second

"Haha... Don't say things like that 'Tsumu!" You blush a dark colour as you swat Atsumu away with your hand

"Why not?" He jokes with a smile, but he's worried on the inside

".... 'cause I might actually fall for you" you mumble

"Please do, (y/n)!-" atsumu says with a passion in his eyes as he grabs your hands in his

"- I've said it before and I'll say it again. I love you, (y/n)"

"Shut up, Blondie!" You blush more and laugh

"No! Why don't you want to admit to yourself that you like me back!" Atsumu shouts, frustration now taking over

"I... I don't know...my last relationship didn't go very well so I guess I just don't wanna get my heartbroken again..." you mumble, tears pricking the sides of your eyes as Atsumu'a grip tightens on your hands

"I promise you, (y/n)... Even if it kills me, I won't ever break your heart" Atsumu's usual tone is fully gone, replaced by a serious and passionate tone

"Okay... I like you 'tsumu, I probably even love you. But gimmie a little while longer?" You plead with the blonde

"Of course... Now wanna go for a second round, Mr. Manager?"

"You horny fuck... Yes I do"

#gay #male reader #fanfic #x male reader #cute gay #light smut #fluff #anime #haikyuu x male reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #miya atsumu #atsumu x reader #atsumu x male reader

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remuswriting · 7 months

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m!reader reacting to them updating their pfps on twitter (+ them reacting to him)

Characters: Oikawa Tooru, Kageyama Tobio, Miya Atsumu

Note: they are in a poly relationship :) (Also the formatting is atrocious because I never do these)

#haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu x male reader #haikyuu x reader #oikawa tooru #kageyama tobio #miya atsumu #oikawa tooru x male reader #miya atsumu x male reader #kageyama tobio x male reader #haikyuu social media au

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followmybones · 8 months

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Atsumu Miya is the kind of person who wishes he could have dated his childhood best friend. He wishes the person who always had his back could have also been the love of his life. Sadly, he’s never had a crush on any of his childhood friends, and the two of you met too late in life to be considered a childhood friend. Of course, he's happy to have met you, and fallen in love with you, but sometimes he can’t help the jealousy that fills him when he sees you with your childhood friends. Wishes the two of you could have met earlier, that he could be there reliving those moments with you and your friends, adding his own spin on old inside jokes and laughing along.

He’s not dumb enough to let it get in the way of your relationship. But sometimes he likes pretending he grew up with you, likes pretending the two of you were always there just out of reach of each other romantically until you were both older.

Pushing the hopeless romantic atsumu agenda tonight boys.

#x male reader #male reader #x gender neutral reader #x gn reader #x gn!reader #haikyuu x male reader #haikyuu x gender neutral reader #atsumu x gender neutral reader #atsumu x male reader #atsumu miya x male reader #atsumu miya x gn reader #atsumu miya #token of bones

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hydrangeaisplanting · 25 days

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Partners

In your first year, you were the team’s ace, seemingly unstoppable no matter what they threw at you. Until, in the second year, you went against a newer school, who didn’t have the best reputation for being welcoming. Often trying, and failing, to sabotage their opponents.

But it seemed they had improved, unable to detect any foul play until you got injured. A perfect spike, and when you landed, slipping. Which would’ve been brushed off as the floor or just you landing wrong.

They were only caught because someone complained.

“𝚆𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚛.”

“𝙸𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚒𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚌𝚎!” Well it wasn’t better, as the coaches heard them. Which ended up in a disqualification. And their team wasn’t allowed to play in any future tournaments.

While everyone felt better, you were still in pain. Their plan ended with you needing to pull out of the team. Having many appointments throughout the year for your injury. In which the doctors decided you’ve done well enough to return to playing.

And just in time for your third year to start. Your fellow third years were excited at your return, alongside the coaches. Which led to them being… not so quiet about it. Meaning a certain twin overheard them.

“𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚎!”

“𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚑, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢?”

“𝚂𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗’𝚝 𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖?!”

“𝙾𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗’𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜.”

“𝙷𝚎𝚢!”

The next day was a simpler training session, with their coach calling them over before anyone left.

“𝙷𝚎𝚢, 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚢𝚖.” All the second and first years were confused, while the third years seemed content. Knowing why.

“𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏, 𝙰𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚞,” Now the third years became confused, “𝚈𝚘𝚞’𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔, 𝙸’𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗.”

What. Why was Atsumu being tasked with helping you? But they wouldn’t openly question his judgement, clearly there was a reason.

The next week's training rolled around a lot quicker than he was prepared for. But it seemed you weren’t ready either, rocking up a whole 15 minutes late. Entering the gym to hear him huffing and quietly complaining, pausing when he noticed you.

“𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢,”Even as he celebrated he watched you walk towards him, stepping onto the court as you placed your bag down. “𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎!”

Grabbing a ball from the cart before walking to the other side of the net. Waiting as you made your way over, getting into position while he tried spinning the ball, which kept falling off.

Not giving you any warning as he spiked the ball, seemingly thinking you’d hit it back. Only for you to dive, smacking your knee onto the wooden floor. He heard the ball bounce away as you tried to stand up, only to stay kneeling.

“𝙷𝚎𝚢,” Ducking under the net, hesitantly reaching forwards. His eyes quickly landed on the brace, which he somehow missed earlier. Looping his arm under yours, helping you back to the bench.

“𝚂𝚘, 𝚞𝚑…”

“𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎’𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚐.” He was quick to dig through, pulling out anything that seemed helpful. “𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘.”

“𝙸 𝚍𝚘!”

“𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝.” It was a lot of fun to rile him up, huffing and puffing as he thought of a comeback. But ultimately unable to, so he sat down facing away from you. “𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚗, 𝙸’𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠~”

“𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘?” The team watched as Atsumu stood on the bench before you, seemingly happy now, you could only laugh. Stepping away had him hopping off, pushing you back to the bench.

Now that Atsumu had his spiker he wasn’t going to let you get injured again.

#haikyu x reader #haikyu x male reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x male reader #atsumu miya #atsumu x reader #atsumu x male reader #hydrangeaisplanting

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satoruzlove · 1 year

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best friends to lovers with tsumu):

you two had become friends via osamu, because he loved how witty you were and this lead to you going over to their houses. atsumu comes back from a workout one day and sees you in the kitchen, for a moment he’s confused and then he realises that osamu has finally brought you over- so ofc he starts interrogating you. he asks you everything about yourself ; siblings, hobbies, parents, etc and osamu walks in on you explaining why you think that your zodiac sign doesn’t align with you. he immediately knows that you and tsumu are gonna get on amazing.

so as time goes it’s not just you going over when there’s no lectures or just to see samu, but now atsumu too. you three sit in the living room in silence as you play on your phones, or you cook together, little things. atsumu starts to feel very comfortable around you and when him and samu are alone he asks , “does yn have a boyfriend or anything?” and his twin IMMEDIATELY knows what’s going on😭😭😭😭it’s sooo embarrassing gelp me cus osamu gives him the most atrocious look ever, and he puts his drink down, “ why are you asking?” he questions. atsumu mumbles an aggressive, “‘m just fuckin’ asking, twerp.” and leaves. osamu wanted to tell you, but he really wanted to see how this played out.

so now when you came over osamu always had ‘things to do’, leaving you alone with tsumu. he knew what was going on but he refused to mention anything. you became acquainted with tsumu’s other friends and they always gave him a cheeky side eye whenever you sat with him or hugged him. this is when your suspicions raised. it ends up being a year of friendship and he still doesn’t know what to say because god if you knew how he felt you’d understand just why he can’t seem to confess.

he didn’t know how to describe it at first , and he didn’t understand. so much as seeing you against the counter of his childhood kitchen made his tummy do back flips because he had leaned on it too . he touched it- you’re touching what he touched. your hair looked so perfect although disheveled by the sheets of osamu’s bunk and the colour of your clothing complimented your skin tone gorgeously. the way your beautiful eyes widened in surprise when he entered the kitchen, light bouncing off them and displaying a sparkle that he never would’ve noticed on anyone else.

when you two talk, about everything and nothing - his heart squeezes for you. the way you spill your guts to him with a childish giggle and the way your eyes lock with his as he does the same. atsumu cant get enough of everything about you. it’s always the small things about you- the things he never noticed about anyone- that make him so impossibly warm around you. so impossibly famished of your love and attention that he could just collapse because it feels like he has no air to breathe when you place your attention on samu rather than him.

it’s because of samu that you found out ; or told rather. atsumu had grown so frustrated with samu this week. he kept stealing you away, taking you places, walking you to lecture halls knowing damn well that atsumu’s were too far away to do that. it upset him. the worse part is that he knew that his twin was aware. atsumu concludes that that’s why he was even doing this, to get him to confess. and it worked beautifully.

atsumu had texted you, “ meet me at my house, backyard , love ya!” .

it wasn’t unusual for him to randomly crave a late night talk so you went with zero suspicion. you trotted through the front door and slowly made your way to the back yard calling for tsumu. he never responded. his heard- was pounding and his palms weeped sweat as he heard your footsteps become closer and that’s when you saw it.

a blanket splayed on the ground, fairy lights adorning the awning above you as the dew cling to the ridges of it. the yellow hues bouncing off of your best friend’s golden hair made him look heavenly - of a religious book - as a smile widened onto his pretty face. he rushes up to you, wide form holding you. it’s soft , childish and if you tried hard enough you could feel the excitement radiating off him. when he pulls back a bit, you hear him whisper ,

“i have something to tell you, gorgeous. cmere.”

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sunshowerwriting · 7 months

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shoving your cold hands under their shirt to annoy them, but it backfires. they just grab your hands, give you a little wink, and go, “oh? looking to feel me up were you? touch all you like.”

ASMODEUS. solomon. tanaka. nishinoya. OIKAWA. atsumu. TERUSHIMA.

#🌦 writes #x reader #x male reader #x gn reader #obey me #haikyuu #obey me x reader #haikyuu x reader #obey me asmodeus #obey me solomon #tanaka ryuunosuke #nishinoya yuu #oikawa toruu #atsumu miya #terushima yuuji

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chaotictakea · 4 months

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Fake emergency

characters: aged up!atsumu miya, aged up!kiyoomi sakusa and male reader content: poly relationship, established relationship, reader is a workaholic synopsis: Atsumu and Kiyoomi have to fake an emergency for their S/o to actually come back home words count: 998 words author's note: it's my first time really writting in english so for the one's who will read this, even if I proofread it the best I can, if you can please correct my mistakes so I can improve myself. characters: aged up!atsumu miya, aged up!kiyoomi sakusa and male reader content: poly relationship, established relationship, reader is a workaholic synopsis: Atsumu and Kiyoomi have to fake an emergency for their S/o to actually come back home words count: 998 words author's note: it's my first time really writting in english so for the one's who will read this, even if I proofread it the best I can, if you can please correct my mistakes so I can improve myself.

Atsumu and Kiyoomi are two well-known volleyball players, they earn a lot of money each month.

With all that money that they own they want to spoil their s/o till death. Unfortunately for them they fell hard for a workaholic that rarely accepted unplanned or too expensive gifts and drowned himself into work.

Tonight Y/n normally should have come back home around midnight or even one in the morning, but he almost having an accident as he tried to go back home as soon as possible when it was only 8 pm. Only because of Kiyoomi's panicked voice on the phone just a few minutes ago.

. . .

" Guys I'm back home !" Y/n shouted as he entered in their shared house. He barely had the time to get rid of his shoes that he was already running towards the kitchen, the only place from where he could hear sounds.

He was already preparing himself for a disaster, or even worse, because of the panic he had distinguished in Kiyoomi's voice during their short call where Kiyoomi urged Taruo to come home earlier today.

What actually happened ? Atsumu had an accident again ? Someone set something on fire ? All these worries seemed to navigate through his brain for an endless time, when in reality only a couple of seconds separated his arrival at home and his presence in the kitchen.

A…perfectly normal kitchen, just like everyday. Y/n didn't have the time to react properly that Atsumu was already welcoming him with a sweet kiss and his hands wrapped around his waist.

He frowned in confusion, why was everything so normal ? With his brows furrowed he let Atsumu drag him to the sink so that he could wash his hands.

After his hands were clean Kiyoomi gave him a kiss on the cheek while he was cutting some fruits. No one was taking the time to explain to him what was happening right now as Atsumu happily made him sit on a nearby chair.

" So… there's no emergency ?" Y/n asked hesitantly as Atsumu was drawing small patterns on his hips with his fingers, he couldn't believe that his boyfriends made him quit his job earlier than he wanted for nothing.

" No emergency ? Of course there was an emergency. You weren't at home yet." Kiyoomi said a tad of condescendence which earned him a light punch from Y/n.

" It's not an emergency at all." The shorter man replied flabbergasted by his boyfriends trick as he was sandwiched between the taller men. But he didn't search to argue further about it. For a moment no one was talking everyone was enjoying eachother warmth, because even if Y/n was a tad upset beeing in his lovers arms was delightful.

" It's an emergency." Kiyoomi answered back as he sat in front of his boyfriends, Atsumu standing behing Y/n with his arms still wrapped around him.

" You don't have to work this much, we're here !" Atsumu complained hugging Y/n tighter in his arms. Which only made Y/n roll his eyes as he didn't want to acknowledge Atsumu's point.

Of course having two boyfriends that were successful in the world of sport didn't allow him to really worry about money. But, in his eyes, it wasn't a reason to get lazy with job, even when his relation with his work was all but healthy.

" I always worked like this." Y/n said, trying to justify his unhealthy amount of work time. " And no one is dead because of it."

Atsumu pinched him to make him shut up as his face was burried comfortably against Y/n's neck, spreading endless kisses on it. " Shh.. Don't try to find an excuse." the blond cooed as one of his hands was squeezing Y/n's left thigh.

Despite Atsumu's words Y/n was preparing himself to say something else, found himself silenced by Kiyoomi's kiss. " What about some vacations ?" the ravenette proposed as his fingers moved towards Y/n's face. The short boy shivered slightly as Kiyoomi's cold fingertips touched his face with an undeniable carefulness.

" Great idea !" Atsumu agreed as he finally stopped the kisses on Y/n's neck only to let Kiyoomi kiss his forehead. " Y/n where do you want to go right now ?" The blond asked with a sweet smile adorning his face.

Y/n raised his head for his eyes to meet the setter's one who still had his pretty smile on his face. He was surprised with the question before suspisciously asking: " When are we supposed to leave ?" He wanted to know that before answering Atsumu's question.

His sudden question made the two volleyball players think for a bit before they look at eachother in the eyes and nod simultaneously. " After tomorrow of course." They said together.

They didn't let Y/n the time to protest or even to be stunned by the upcoming travel that Atsumu felt the need to add something. " And you take your vacation right now." he ordered, silencing Y/n's protest with a kiss.

" If your boss tries to decline your vacations then just leave." Kiyoomi suggested while grabbing the bowl full of fruit he had cut beforehand. " He owes you too much vacations anyway." He added as his firm voice didn't let Y/n any other choice than to accept his suggestion.

They were right anyways. It has been a long time since Y/n actually took vacations. Some days of vacations with his two loving and caring boyfriends won't hurt him.

" And, of course, you'll leave your money at home." Atsumu cooed in Y/n's ear, he didn't want his stubborn boyfriend to pay for a single thing during his well-derserved vacation. But Y/n only snickered at Atsumu's proposition, who sounded more than ridiculous in his ears.

" In your dreams." He said while letting Kiyoomi feed him his fruit salad. Atsumu sighed, forgetting about his proposition as he understood it was pointless to try to convince him. He wanted to spoil his hard working boyfriend and he will.

He will just hide Y/n's wallet and black card.

But Y/n doesn't need to know about his plan.

#poly relationship #male reader #atsumu miya #miya atsumu #sakusa kiyoomi #kiyoomi sakusa #atsumu x reader #kiyoomi x reader #haikyuu kiyoomi #kiyoomi sakusa x reader #hq kiyoomi #hq atsumu #sakusa x atsumu #msby atsumu #atsumu miya x reader #hq x reader

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bakugokemkatsuki · 5 months

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Right Where You Left Me (PT.2)

Atsumu Miya x Reader to Osamu Miya x Reader

**Genre: Fluff (w/ a little angst sprinkled in) **Key: Y/N- Your Name Talking You, Osamu **Word Count: 394

**Part 1 Part 2.5 (Atsumu’s Aftermath)

Now having dated Atsumu Miya you ended up also befriending his twin Osamu. Osamu was the one there to witness the whole relationship. The ups and downs, good and bad. All of it and he was there that night. The night his brother… his twin broke your heart. He has watched you every day for the past year come in and relive that night, frozen in that moment. After a year he decided to intervene. He started with small, short conversations, and eventually offered you a job (I mean you were there all the time anyways might as well get paid to be there). He was hoping working there would help you make happy memories in the restaurant so you would finally move on. It started slow but eventually you started smiling again and holding long meaningful conversations again. Osamu really missed those conversations. Then you started coming early and staying late to help Osmau with prep because he always did that by himself. It was a year and a half after the breakup when you two shared a small moment, you two were prepping which somehow ended up in a mini food fight and you both laughing on the floor. It was the happiest you had felt in so long. You started looking forward to work more and more (and by work you meant seeing Osamu). But of course, the universe couldn’t leave it at that. Atsumu ended up coming in with his new girl and their brand-new infant. Seeing them you felt something inside you snap and you couldn’t help but cry. But Osamu was there holding you comforting you and it was then you realized you fell for the wrong twin. You realized just how great Osamu was. You spent the next few weeks getting closer and dropping hints until it all came to a head. “Osamu I can’t do this anymore you’re so oblivious.” You tell him out of the blue one day but before ehe had time to process you crashed your lips to his. “I love you Osamu Miya.” “I love you too Y/N.” You two kissed again and for the first time in a long time your universe felt whole again. “So it looks like you’re still going to become a Miya after all.” “Is this your way of proposing?” “Not yet, but with time don’t worry.”

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