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[justmywriting1313]

Soft (Osamu x reader)

Adult, business-owning boyfriend!Osamu is without a doubt the type of partner who would slowly yet firmly bring out the soft, tender-hearted childish part of you... and it would be without either of you even realising it... only when someone else pointed it out would it strike you both and even then it would hit you a lot more than it would Samu. Not because he doesn't care but because to him that is the natural order of the world. When and where else were you allowed to be soft, tender and just taken care of if not with your big beefy boyfriend...

It's a cold winter night, but you all are sitting by the riverside, a blanket spread out and a collapsible table in the back holding food and drinks. The little group consists of you, Osamu, Suna, Iwaizumi, Kageyama, and a bunch of the other MSBY boys. Everyone is either nursing a drink or munching on snacks prepared by you and your boyfriend.

Osamu is sitting in the center of the blanket between a tipsy Suna and an amused Iwaizumi. Feet flat on the ground, knees spread apart, with his body hunched over yours, which is tucked against him. You are sitting between his legs, head thrown back against his shoulder, all warm and cozy. You let Samu hold up most of your weight as you melt into his chest, your hands playing with one of his own. Outside of setting up your little picnic and grabbing the occasional drink, it's how you spend most of your night. Somewhere behind you, you can hear Sakusa's indifferent voice talking to Kageyama. In front of you, Atsumu, Kotarou, and Shoyou are bickering over the last tuna mayo onigiri.

Every few minutes, Samu pecks your temple, quietly whispering snarky comments about others or chuckling deeply in your ear. He occasionally peppers kisses along your shoulder, and each time, you smile and mumble your agreement. You watch Atsumu fail to get the last onigiri from Bokuto as the much larger man chomps onto the rice in one bite. You giggle at the blonde's dismayed expression, which immediately grabs his attention.

"Y/N, don't laugh at me… it's not fair, ya know… that onigiri was rightfully mine."

"Awww, don't pout, Tsumu. Stop by the store tomorrow, okay? I'll keep an order prepared for you."

"One, I'm not pouting; I'm brooding. And two… You're the best, sweetheart. Have I told ya that?"

You just giggle, watching Atsumu jump about in happiness before he comes to a standstill. He takes a seat opposite you and Samu, legs crossed together. His eyes are trained on you, and you can only look back at him and smile. He smiles back wide before he speaks in a voice much quieter than before,

"Ya know, Y/N, I have never seen ya look so… so soft… unguarded even… it's probably the cutest thing ever."

His words are not at all what you were expecting, and they leave you gobsmacked and shy. You feel your cheeks heat up at the attention, especially when the boys around you start to peer in. Iwaizumi bends over trying to peek at your face against Osamu's hunched-over body. When your surprised doe eyes meet his, he chuckles in agreement,

"You aren't wrong, Astumu… definitely cute."

Suna does the same on the other side, one hand coming and lightly pinching your cheek.

"Mhmm, it is adorable… you should keep her hidden, Samu, otherwise someone's going to steal her away."

"Oh yeah? Ya one of those people, Sunarin?"

Finally, your boyfriend chimes in, you can feel his chest move as you bend back to look at him. You find his eyes already trained on you despite talking to Suna. His lidded eyes and soft smirk are an expression you would remember forever. You have never felt more loved and wanted in all your life, and you are quick to shy away from all the attention,

"You guys… go away. Smack around a ball or something."

You can feel Samu's chest rumble as he chuckles at your timidness while Atsumu jumps up to grab the ball and Shoyou. Suna pinches your cheek again, making you whine while Iwaizumi musses up your hair. Chatter seems to surround you again, but your mind is stuck on those words. They stay floating through your consciousness while the boys horse around, sometimes jolting when Osamu's body moves. The thoughts stay there while everyone packs, all of you too tired now and wanting to get home. It's all you can think about, even as Osamu grabs the heavy and lighter bags from your hand in one of his own, his other hand holding onto yours tightly. When you look up at him, he is already smiling down at you.

"Are ya okay, sweetheart? You've been quiet as a mouse, ya know."

You just hum, instead of leaning up to kiss the corner of his mouth. Osamu makes it easier by leaning down, quirking a brow at the soft gesture, but he doesn't say anything more. Instead, you walk down to the car, Sakusa helping to carry a drunk Atsumu along.

Soft. Soft. Soft… You sit in the passenger seat, looking out the window, with Atsumu and Sakusa in the back bickering with one another as usual.

You had never been soft…

You had never been soft in the sense that you were just never for others to see… Your softness, you had decided early on, was yours, and you would not give others a chance to abuse it because there were too many times where it had been… So when did it all change? When did it go from something secret to something celebrated?

Looking back, though, it was never really a question… Being soft with Osamu just happened as if you didn't know how to exist in any other way with him. You just couldn't… Not when he always bends down and ties your laces for you, nor when he always opens the car door and buckles your seat belt in because 'precious cargo' always needs to be strapped in. You didn't have a choice in keeping your softness hidden when you woke up to flowers on the table at least once a week, and when you asked Samu why, he just shrugged his shoulders and said pretty things should always be surrounded by pretty things. You didn't have a choice in hiding your tender heart when Samu has always had a hold on it, pulling it out of you and then keeping it on a pedestal for everyone to see but for no one else to touch.

Turning to look at him right now, one of his hands on the wheel, quietly humming something with his other hand on your thigh, gripping both your leg and your hand, you were hit with the intensity of Samu's love. And although his eyes never leave the road, you know he knows you're looking at him. You see him smile as the car comes to a stop in front of Atsumu's house. He turns to look at you, and when his eyes meet yours, he chuckles before leaning in to peck your lips. You have to stop yourself from deepening it because he has to help Sakusa get Atsumu to bed.

And when he comes back outside alone, your eyes immediately find him even in the dark outside. You roll the window down, his arms coming to rest on the door, head leaning in until you were so close you could feel his breath on your own lips.

"Ya sure you're alright mhmmm? Sure ya got nothing to tell me"

His nose comes to lightly nudge yours,

"Nothing to tell your Samu, promise, just been thinking that's all"

"How about you tell me what about? might make me feel better"

"Just thinking about how happy I am being yours thats all"

Your words knock the breath right out of Samu and he lets out a sounds thats something between a chuckle and a groan before he's leaning away to open your door. Before you can question him his hands find you face lips landing on yours. Samu kisses you like its all he can do not to stop himself every second of every day, a desperate growl of approval leaving him as he does before he pulls away and says,

"I will never get over how soft ya make me love, never!"

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[errihaienx]

Having a situationship with Osamu Miya was absolutely hilarious; his possessiveness towards you against his own twin never fails to make you crack up. It's been over 5 months of never-ending flirting and playful dates with him, and you're honestly wondering how things will turn out, especially since he's known to be inaccessible and completely out of touch with girls.

"You called for me?"

your gentle voice sent chills through his spine; you had an obvious affect on him that drove him insane. You were aware of this, not to deny that he has the same impact on you, which may be worse than what he is experiencing.

"Let's be together, for real"

Osamu, with a serious expression and a firm voice. So he's really asking you to be his girlfriend in this way?

You found this very hilarious, even though you had butterflies and had been waiting for him to ask this. The 5 months and 2 weeks had been amazing, and you're wanting for more.

"For real?," you asked playfully.

He leaned in and stroked your hair. His eyes were still pierced through yours, and his dashing attractiveness was out of this world, so incredible.

"Yeah, 'ya heard that right."

You smiled, knowing why he felt the need to label your relationship. You and Atsumu were chosen to represent your class in a school event, and the other twin, Osamu, was naturally disturbed.

You found the twins' dynamics fascinating, and your first impression of Osamu was very different from Atsumu's. 'Samu was more laid back, and he was a 'cool-quiet-guy' that many of the girls on the campus loved.

"Don't just look at me, pretty, what's yer answer? is it a yes or nah?" he asked again

Osamu begins to feel the pressure as he sounds desperate. He's never been envious of Atsumu. But the thought of you standing beside his twin, proudly representing your class, makes him sick to his stomach.

"It all depends on what you want to hear"

You decided to play him a little more, but you already knew what answer you'd give him when he asked. His reactions were unexpected, so you're curious to hear what he has to say.

"That ain't even a question, i wanna be yer bf so bad." Osamu replied with a frigid tone

His tensed up cold face was charming; he appears stiff but maintains his "cool" demeanor.

"Will I be able to kiss you if you were my boyfriend?" you asked, anticipating what he would say. attempting to get past his barriers.

That shattered his wall, and the 'cool-quiet-guy' has his ice completely shattered and melted off, his face reddening.

He was speechless as he couldn't say anything, so you waited for him. It took him a few seconds to say something.

"I didn't know ya wanted those, i could give it to ya now."

With just that, everything changed quickly, and you're now speechless. Who wouldn't, after all? But, unlike him, you were quick to get your voice out.

"You think you could?"

You prevented the urge to stutter, you can't! You can and should keep up with his cool demeanor; this was a piece of cake for you! Yes, but why are your hands trembling?

"Yeah, but firstly be my gf," he responded calmly.

You were a puzzle to him, so difficult to please and so difficult to win over. But he knows that everything will be worth it for you. You are magnificent. Finally giving up, you crossed your arms and stared at him.

"Fine, you'll be my boyfriend. You're probably doing this because my partner was Atsumu, but-"

"Bae, don't even mention the name of some insect now, I'm yer partner."

You laughed, and yes, Osamu 'the cooler Miya' is your only partner.

this was just a random thought of mine while studying lol, hope you liked it! i love you guys so so so much!! please be safe everyone&lt;3<3

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[neon-gin]

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[cynopcis]

Would you?

Pairing: hq! osamu x reader

Osamu lets his gaze linger on your back as you move around the kitchen, you’re cleaning up his mess from preparing dinner while he cleans up the table after you’ve yet another delicious meal. A privilege from dating THE Miya Osamu.

He is mesmerized with the way you move so seamlessly around his kitchen with no wasted time and no wasted effort. He momentarily forgets that no you do not live with him but you might as well with the way you know your way through his kitchen so well.

“Gross,” Atsumu remarks, “Stop looking so in love please.”

Osamu side-eyes his brother and throws the washcloth towards his direction, “Why don’t ya be helpful fer once?”

You ignore the twins as they have another of their banters and continue your task diligently.

“I’m yer guest, Samu, you can’t make your guest do the chores.” He says as he flops down the couch and reach for your cat that you often bring along.

“You’re a freeloader that’s what you are,” Osamu glares at his twin as he sets down stacked dishes on the sink, “I know for a fact that you can now cook edible meals.”

“Edible but not very appealing to eat,” you say from beside him, you turn to Atsumu and give him a questioning look “I’m a guest too but I do chores as well.”

Atsumu waves his hand to dismiss you both, “But you practically live here.”

Although he seems unfazed, Osamu dwells on the words Atsumu just said to you: “But you practically live here.”

‘Maybe its time.’  He thinks as he watches you do your usual nighttime routine with the products you usually use which he bought specifically for usage in his home.

‘I mean I don’t see why not.’ He thinks as he watches you fold your clothes that you washed in his washing machine and place it in his closet.

‘I should just really ask at this point.’ He thinks as your cat finds her way beside Osamu in his bed, he pets her absentmindedly as he ponders on how your dynamic might change. He also realizes then that your cat loves him (he hopes he’s right) so there’s no problem at all.

He just has to ask you and make you say yes.

“A kiss for your thoughts?”

He looks up at you and leans in, you kiss him on the cheeks, and make yourself comfortable on his side. He decides to ask you then, with you spooning his side and your cat situating herself on Osamu’s chest.

“Would you and Miku like to live with me?” he asks, “It doesn’t have to be here of course, we can find another apartment, and you don’t have to say yes, I swear it won’t change anything if you reject my offer but y’know I just thought it might be nice if we-“

You interrupt his ramble with a touch on the cheek, “I would love to live with you Samu and I’m sure Miku would love to as well.”

“Would you love to live with me, Miku?” Samu addresses her directly, you both observe her for any movement and are delighted to see her slow blink in return.

You give him a peck on the cheek and nuzzle your face on the side of his neck, “Let’s leave the other details for tomorrow and sleep.”

“Alright.”

And right then and there, as you lie in bed next to him smelling like him and yourself, Osamu decides that the next big question that he’ll be asking you is if you would marry him.

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[wandurrlust]

each time you fall in love

pairing : osamu x y/n, suna x y/n

genre : angst

cw : established relationship, implied (emotional) cheating (?), mentions of cigarettes

words : 1.8k

a/n : i really hate the way tumblr drafts glitch

When you're in love, you see it everywhere — on the coffee stains engraved within your favourite mug and on the rain soaked windows in the middle of the night. You see it in your reflection through your tear soaked eyes and you see it in the text from Osamu that says can we talk about this tomorrow?

You blame love when you're unable to sleep, because it hurts — it feels like your heart is being ripped right out of your ribcage and your lungs are being set on fire. Love is war, they say. Love is war, you know.

You love Osamu — you love him like the rain loves the ocean, like summer loves pink and like roses love sunshine. You love Osamu when the days are bleak and blend together with the night, you love him when the stars grow dull and the sky gets grey.

You love Osamu, except for when you don't. Except for when he's loud — when it's a crisp October evening outside but ice cold inside his apartment. When you're walking away, tears on your skin with his scarf around your neck — a promise of you'll never see him again.

You love Osamu. But you hate him when Suna welcomes you home, when you catch a whiff of coffee beans that almost put out the lingering scent of half lit cigarettes.

And when the credits of your favourite movie start rolling past Rin's laptop, you stifle a groan. Debating if telling him all about everything that went down today was worth it.

Did you fight again?

And there it is, you're telling him everything there is to tell. Because the softness in Rin's voice lets you know he cares and you know he cares far more than he'll ever admit.

Suna listens. He listens as your fingernails begin to press against your palm and he listens through the tremble that falls past your lips. He doesn't comfort you, not once.

He doesn't pull you close or rake his fingers through your hair. He doesn't whisper sweet nothings till you fall asleep in his arms. Because that's a line he'd rather not cross.

And that's okay, because that's how it's always been.

Suna is the home you retire to every night after work, one you'd built all by yourself. Suna is your best friend. But sometimes you wonder if you're his.

Osamu doesn't like Suna.

When you hear him say this for the first time, you laugh it off.

Are you jealous, Samu?

It's asked between breathy kisses and conjoined limbs, with his nose nuzzling the skin under your neck. And truth to be told, you don't want to know the answer.

Me jealous? Of Suna?

He whispers through your hair, not quite liking the sour aftertaste that lingers in his mouth at having uttered Suna. You find it bemusing, how Osamu refers to Rin by his last name despite having played on the same team as him all throughout highschool. Aren't they supposed to be the best of friends?

Not a chance sweetheart.

The second time he tells you this, it's bitter. Venom drips through his heavy voice and almost spills onto his vanilla skin — his words feel like thorns against your bare stomach, you think you're about to cough up blood.

Why is it always him over me?

Osamu knows that you probably think he's gone mad. But he can't help himself, not when it comes to Suna.

Samu, are you being serious?

He has to brace himself before he can face you again, do you seriously think he's making all of this up?

No sweetheart, of course not.

It's accompanied by a humourless chuckle, and Osamu feels his feet buckling beneath his weight. He should calm down. But fuck.

You don't understand what he's trying to get at. And quite frankly, you think he's being fucking unreasonable.

Samu what the fuck. Rin is my best friend.

And you can't imagine a life without Rin in it. Because for as long as you can recall, he's been there — looking over you from the stands.

But Osamu can't stand him — he's never been able to. Because Suna has always been sweeter, calmer, better. He's everything Samu could never be.

Rin is your best friend, but Samu doesn't like how the two of you stay up and night, talking to eachother. He doesn't like how you're looking for Suna after a long day. He doesn't like how good the two of you look together.

Right now, Osamu wants to push you away. But he can tell there's a lump in your throat and isn't going to die out any time soon. Because when you're angry, you cry.

Rin is your best friend, but when you're falling apart that night, it's in Osamu's arms.

Samu is there for you in ways Rin isn't. He pulls you close and kisses your hair before lacing his fingers with yours. You pull them to your lips. You don't want to let go.

I'm sorry, he whispers against you. It's fine, you say. Because with Osamu, it's always fine.

Rin is there for you when Samu isn't, when he hasn't been answering your calls for a week and when you're losing your fucking brain.

You're sat beside him on his apartment balcony, the tiles shoot chills through your body it stings against your skin.

You scrunch your nose up in order to keep up with the grey puffs of smoke above your head. You watch Suna inhale one, two, three drags of the cigarette held between his fingers.

The air between the two of you is silent. Neither one makes an attempt to break it down, you think it's better this way. And you think that's why you like being by Suna so much — he doesn't talk too much.

You extend your hand towards him, and he lets you grab the cigar from within his fingertips. His eyes flick to your mouth as you bring the cigarette to your lips and for a moment, his world comes to a halt.

You take a long breath, allowing the nicotine to take over your body, it tightens your chest and you let out a cough — cold and deliberate. Still Suna makes no attempt to make you feel at ease.

I thought you didn't smoke anymore.

Your voice is hoarse, it's the first thing you've said in six hours. There's no answer and honestly, you don't expect one. You let your eyes wander to the city lights underneath you, it reminds you of home — of Osamu. Of how he would wrap his arms around you and promise you the world every time he could.

Oh, I don't.

Fuck, you miss Osamu. You hate how you've been trying to reach out to him for days at an end now, only to be met by silence. Is he okay?

When the chill wind hits your scalp, your stomach sinks in. What if Samu decided he was finally done with you. Your vision begins to blur and your head hurts. Love is hell.

Bullshit Rin, you're a liar.

It's said through your teeth and pierces him like a dagger. He takes a breath to steady himself because it feels like he's about to fall.

Sometimes you wonder if Osamu sees you everywhere, if he loves you as much as you love him — if he loves you at all. But when you weave your fingers through his hair to lull him to sleep, you know it's futile worrying about useless stuff like that.

You know Osamu loves you.

Suna watches as your phone lights up, he watches as your eyes graze over the screen and your lips curl upwards. You let out a breath of relief and put out the cigarette on one of the tiles sitting on his balcony.

It's going to leave a stain, but Rin knows he isn't going to have the heart to scrub it off, it's a piece of you after all. One that he hopes he'll get to keep with himself for a long, long time.

He says he got caught up in some family stuff.

The words startle Suna, because he'd almost forgotten that there were people in this world besides the two of you. That there was Osamu, someone he could never win against. He'd forgotten that you weren't his, that no matter how little the gap between the two of you was, you'd never be his.

You aren't going to give him hell?

And you wonder why you aren't. You wonder why you'll always let Osamu walk over your heart and crush it into a hundred pieces, why you'll always hold your arms wide open for him to bury himself into, why you'll forever mutter an I understand despite wanting to rip the hair off your head.

He's probably already going through hell, Rin.

Suna’s chest constricts as he watches you bid goodbye to him. He doesn't know why but something about you leaving tonight makes it all seem so permanent, like he'd never get a chance to witness your presence beside him ever again.

He thinks he might pass out as he watches you finally step into the elevator, because even though he'd made you promise to not get into any trouble on the way to Osamu’s apartment, he knows it's nearly impossible for you.

Suna is your best friend but you forget all about him when you're watching it pour outside through the windows of Osamu's apartment.

You're sitting on the couch, lost in the haze like lovers on a Sunday morning. With Osamu, it's coffee breath and starlit nights, it's listening to Matty healy curse through the speakers and dancing around the living room with your lips drawn together.

Osamu is a promise, you believe; one that you'd made to yourself when you were seven, one that you hope you'll never end up breaking. He's a poem you'd written on your seventeenth birthday, he's the fire that lights up your lungs on a cold winter evening.

When you're in love, it feels like you're about to die. It's too good, too much. It feels like you're falling but you let yourself slip — because you know you'll have your lover waiting for you on the other side.

You love Osamu, you love him like he's your last breath and you love him like a silent prayer.

But when you're wishing Rin a happy birthday, he goes dizzy. Because he thinks he'll love you forever.

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[sugawarassoulmate]

i live for jealous!pining!bully osamu do with that what u will

jealous!pining!bully!osamu who thought seeing you cuddled up with his brother on the living room couch was bad enough, but now he has to hear his teammates talking about you as well.

jealous!pining!bully!osamu ignoring the way his fist twitches when he hears you and suna laughing at an inside joke he’s not a part of. 

jealous!pining!bully!osamu wishing that it was his hand you reached for instead of atsumu’s after you got spooked by the movie you were watching. 

jealous!pining!bully osamu pretending that he isn’t bothered when his mom asks during dinner when his brother is gonna finally as you out. 

jealous!pining!bully!osamu not understanding why he never dates someone for more than a few months, not realizing that his partners leave him because of he won’t stop talking about you, complaining about you, it’s always about you.

jealous!pining!bully!osamu taking his confusion out on you—snapping at you, shoving when he walks past you. if he thinks you’re so annoying, why does he take every opportunity to be around you?

jealous!pining!bully!osamu who notices you putting on makeup one day and can’t stop thinking about how soft your lips probably are.

jealous!pining!bully!osamu sending a threatening glare to anyone who spends more than two minutes talking to you.

but also jealous!pining!bully!osamu that thinks about the sound of your voice when he’s sleeping, only to wake up rock hard in the morning and he has to shamefully rub one out.

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[moonsterm]

EXCLUSIVE STUFF | TIP ME | BUY STUFF  

i've no clue how siblings work, but i'm told it's to this effect.

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[drawnbymabel]

Graduated!🫰🎓

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[peachy-hk]

Time.

Miya Osamu x Reader, angst. 

Warnings: cheating, gn reader, timeskip spoilers!

in which time is lost, discarded, and unable to be returned. 

Word Count: 1.4K

read the second part here!

What is time? Why do some people value it so much, while others seem to make it the bane of their existence?

“Time is the continued sequence of existence and events that occurs in an apparently irreversible succession from the past, present, or future.”  

You know that time is irreversible. That you couldn’t turn back the hands on the clock and go back to before you met him. But, why did you want to do it so badly? 

Finding out your husband cheated on you is one thing. Finding out because you overheard some part timers in the back talking about it, is another.  Maybe you should have seen it coming. A new, cute, and young, employee. What were you supposed to expect? Obviously men get bored after a couple years of marriage and he wanted something new.  “She told me that she slept with him at a hotel last week. She has pictures with him in the room and everything.” As you count the money left in the register at the end of the day, you overhear the conversation between two of the newer employees who are supposed to be cleaning the kitchen behind you. “No way,” the other responds in shock, “Isn’t he married to the person in the front right now?” 

Everything gets worse and worse as you continue listening to the two workers gossip. By the time they walk back to the front of the store, it’s too late for them to realize that they were speaking way too loud. The way you looked at them was bone chilling, traumatizing even. The two quickly bowed to you, said a barely audible “good night miya san”, and hurried to gather their things and leave.   “Miya san” a surname you were previously proud to have, that now leaves a worse than bitter taste on your tongue.  You finish the last of the things you had to do and close the restaurant. Ironic how the restaurant is also named “Onigiri Miya”, the bitter feeling worsens as you push and twist your key into the lock, and the doors snap shut; you have to go home to him now. Just to stall, you test the doors to make sure they’re locked.  Maybe you can stall for longer, waste some time to avoid the confrontation you’re about to have with your husband of four years. How long could you possibly stay out before he calls you worried that you’re later than usual? You estimate that you have around 20 extra minutes to waste before you deal with the shitshow that’s going to happen in your home.  You get into your car and look at the store from outside the window. It’s only around 7pm, but everyone closes early on Sundays. There are pedestrians walking down the street, trying to find places to eat that haven’t closed up yet. It’s light enough outside for you to see into the store windows.  “This is it! I’m going to be a restaurant owner!” Osamu exclaims. There are stars in his eyes as he looks at the empty, beat up restaurant. Four years ago he proposed to you in the empty restaurant. He told you that all of his life’s dreams came true that day. Right after you said yes.  It’s crazy how time can change things. You never would have imagined that after four years you’d be ready to leave this life, leave the restaurant, leave the future you had built with him. But now that years have passed, and times have changed, the unimaginable is becoming reality. 

As you walk into your home with him, you feel so different - you feel so out of place. Even though this has been your home for years, nothing feels the same. You wonder if it had been happening in your home and you were just too happy to realize. Maybe living life with the rose coloured glasses of love had masked what was really going on. 

Osamu is sitting on the couch when you walk in. You’re greeted with “Welcome home honey, how was the store today?”

You stop in front of your kitchen sink, washing off the germs from everything outside today. Washing your hands frequently had become a habit after working at Onigiri Miya for so long. While you’re scrubbing you try to think of a way to respond to him. Do you tell him what you overheard from the part timers? Do you lie and wait for him to tell you on his own? Either way, you’re going to get hurt. 

No tears come out as you decide to confront him about what you heard. “I overheard some part timers gossiping today,” you start, gaining an “mhm” from him, prompting you to continue, “they said that you slept with one of the new part timers”.

The way the smile on his face drops makes your heart crack a little more in your chest. You hoped he would reassure you, tell you that the part timer was just saying it for attention, but he doesn’t. It’s more than enough of an answer. 

You trudge into your shared bedroom after drying your hands, and grab your emergency suitcase from the back of your walk in closet. You and Osamu both have one packed at all times in case of a family or business emergency. 

You hear Osamu get up off the couch, for a second you wonder if he’s coming to explain himself, but his footsteps turn in the direction of the back door. You hear him make a call. 

As he’s talking on the phone -quite angrily, you think to yourself- you carry your small suitcase to your front door, throwing your coat back on and stuffing your keys into your pocket before sitting down to put your shoes back on. Osamu’s eyes go wide as he watches you do these things, and he rushes towards you, disregarding his phone call. 

“Baby please hear me out. It was a mistake. I didn’t want it to happen” he begins pleading with you, kneeling in front of you as his eyes gloss over.  “If it happened it wasn’t a mistake, Osamu.” You look back at him sternly, watching his expression change from desperate to hurt, then to confused. “So what, you’re just going to pack up and leave? What about me? What about us?” He sits down, with his back against the wall, he runs his hand through his hair, you watch as the silver band that you picked out as his wedding ring shines lightly through the locks of his hair.  “You chose to let me pack up and leave the second you entered the hotel with that girl. I loved you so much, and I thought I was enough for you, but you threw it all away with her ‘Samu”. You grab his left hand and hold it between your own two, noticing the temperature difference between his fingers and the cool silver ring. 

“It won’t happen again, please don’t go. I love you so much. If I could turn back time, I wouldn’t do it. Stay, please?” you listen to his voice crack as he says please. Part of you wants to give into him, to pull him into a hug, and tell him that you forgive him, that you’ll stay and work things out with him. But you can’t, this isn’t the first time you’ve been cheated on and you know that it will happen again. 

“You can’t turn back time though ‘Samu,” you start, your voice is gentle as you stare at the leather watch on your wrist. “It’s not like you can turn back the clock and give me back all the years we spent together. All the mornings, all the dinners, all the dates. You just can’t do that. Trust me, if we could do that, I would have already asked you to do it, to think about me before you walked into the hotel with that girl, but I can’t”. You can’t bring yourself look at him, as you know that if you see him crying, you’ll start crying too. 

You stand, pulling him to sit on the stool that you were previously sitting on, even though it was a tense situation, you still knew that his body would start to hurt if he sat there for much longer. You lean in and give him one final kiss on the forehead. 

An unspoken goodbye. A seal of your once affection for him, that will be no longer. 

“Thank you, Osamu. The past few years of my life have been amazing, and I’ve made so many memories with you that I will never forget. But, it’s my time to go, and we both know it.” You slide off your wedding ring, and place it into his palm, pressing his hands shut around it. 

“Maybe in another timeline, our lives would have played out differently.”

And just like that, you walk out of Miya Osamu’s life. 

Creak.

Swing. 

Click.

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu angst #miya osumu #osamu angst #miya osamu angst #haikyuu x reader #miya osamu x reader #haikyuu x reader angst

[moon4nge1]

- Osamu Miya Headcanons!!

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His Features/Expressions!

⤻ prettiest smile!! -this boy has one of the most beautiful smiles! He instantly gets 10x more attractive, his friends wonder why he doesn’t actually do it often. Trust, the fan girls will drop dead if they ever saw it.

⤻ his roots showing -Samu actually doesn’t mind when his dark roots peak through his grey hair. But when they become way much more noticeable, then he’ll get them touched up. He used to trust you with this, but after making him go platinum for a week….let just say he’ll rather spend 20 bucks.

⤻ dimples!! -him and Tsumu have the cutest set of dimples! It’s a shame he doesn’t show them off as much.

⤻ natural frown -when Samu is lazing around, his face contorts to a frown! He isn’t actually sad, it’s just his resting face. When his fan base was starting, many admires gifted him many things to “cheer him up”. He thought they were weird.

⤻ scent of ocean spray + laundry soap! -THIS MAN SMELLS SO GOOD!! You’ll catch him smelling like sweat outside the gym. Many of his teammates were surprised at his smell that they even went out to buy his very same laundry soap!

His Backpack!

⤻ bento boxes/homemade snacks! -he cannot leave the house without one or the other! He actually has many bento boxes because his teammates beg him for his food!

⤻ phone charger -because practices runs super late, he uses that time to charge his phone!

⤻ deodorant, knee pads, bandages, and pain relief cream!!! -even though the locker room his stacked with these, he still likes to have them on hand! Especially after one practice Tsumu complained all the way home about his aching arms and sore fingers.

⤻ one notebook -yes he uses one notebook for all eight of his classes. And he somehow knows where everything is?? One time a classmate asked for his notes, the ended up failing the test; no one asked him after that.

Lover Boy!

⤻ love language = gifting you food -mostly the foods are all his! Like if he made something extra in the kitchen, he’ll be sure to bring you the leftovers the next day! He used to hand feed you these foods, but after shoving the spoon too far in, he lost your trust.

⤻ big on holding hands!! -whenever you guys are out in public, his hand immediately goes to yours. It’s to a point where he’s not even thinking about it, it’s a natural reaction! His hands are a little rough from volleyball, but they still feel nice against yours regardless.

⤻ “babe” or “princess” -his pet names for you! ‘Babe’ is always his go to. Most of his sentences to you contain ‘babe’ in it. He only used “princess” when he’s being super sweet or teasing you. “Come on princess, use your words” he teasingly whispered in your ear.

⤻ will hand feed you his new recipes! -this goes with his love language! In all honesty, you’re still weary when he puts a utensil near your mouth. He doesn’t mind you feeding yourself, but he feels it’s more intimate when he does it! Most of the times to get you to eat his food, he has to take it off the utensil.

⤻ cooking dates + picnics dates >> -you guys will playfully have a small coking competition. It then turns very competitive, and you both are sabotaging the other; the food does not turn out good! He plans the picnic in the afternoon! You guys watch the sun go down, and then stargaze together!

©moon4nge1 - please do not steal, copy, or repost on any other platforms without my permission!

✧ ☽ ✧ ps. I had accidentally deleted my account! So I’m having to rewrite everything! If you had already saw this, then I would appreciate it if you liked it again! T-T

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[easybrainrot34]

Hot takes Haikyuu characters would have

These r silly ones that arnt too deep. I just think these r some "hot takes" these boys would have that would turn into hour long convos.

"If people diet shame you, like if u eat meat or r a vegetarian, r the biggest assholes. If I see one of u in the wild I'm going to throw baby carrots at you!!Let people eat what they wanna fuck wad!"

- Bokuto, Karoo, Daichi (this man will go into the "what do u want for people to do have an eating issuer??!!" part of it) Yamaguchi, Tendou, Tanaka (hello gym owner, personal trainer, man would go HARD)

"Y does anyone care about body count? Like y would it matter how many people someone has slept with before you?? It gets concerning only if it's like 15 20+ in a month bc.. like r u ok? Or like STD reasons but like ur an adult chances r uve has sex with more then one person. ALSO if ur keeping count of the number of people u've slept with and it's more then 10 y r u keeping count....that is such a frat boy hoe move"

- Ushijima, Akaashi, Tsukishima, Tanaka, Kuroo, Kiyoko, Saeko, kageyama, Meian, Atsumu (haikyuus resident fanon slut) Suna

“Why can't woman have hobbies without getting shit for it? Like if she likes sports she's a pick me, if she likes kpop she's weird, if she likes gaming she's just doing it for guys but if it's sims or animal crossing she's a fake gamer, matter of fact y can't they like certain artist without men quizzing them like they gotta know every fuckin detail about them?! Y do we as men think we gotta only have stuff and anyone else who likes it is fake??"

- Kenma, Suna, Tanaka (hes for the girls 💅🏻) Henita (protective older brother mode) Akaashi, Kiyoko, Yachi, Saeko (this will turn into a 45 min rant)

“Rich out of touch people need to stay in their own lane. Don’t try to act like ur “just a regular average Joe.” Their is nothing wrong with being famous or rich but it isn’t a relatable for an average middle class person and it just comes off as fake or patronizing.” 

- Kenma (I feel like bc he is an influencer he has this opinion strongly) Kuroo, Meian, Atsumu, Osamu, Tanaka (again bc I feel like he gets his fair share of athletes) Iwaizumi, Kageyama, Hinata (i feel like he doesn’t take any of the success he has for granted) 

“A man recognizing that another man is handsome shouldn’t be automatically considered them to possibly be gay. Why is it that if a man is comfortable in their sexuality it is seen as something praisable? Like if a woman do it it’s normal but if a man does it everyone is assuming they r gay. Like no we can be comfortable enough in our sexuality to be able to show this. Like it’s seen as not masculine and that is just silly. I can’t show emotion beside happiness or rage without being considered “feminine” ?? How dumb.”

- Atsumu, Bokuto, Kuroo, (i feel like both get passionate about this, because people questioned their sexuality/relationship in high school)  yamaguchi, Hinata, Nishinoya, Asahi, Kenma

Let me know if I should do a part 2 bc I could keep going but I literally almost ran out of hashtag room lol 

#haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu #kuroo tetsurou #daichi sawamura #kozume kenma #ushijima wakatoshi #Ryūnosuke Tanaka #yamaguchi tadashi #tendou satori #bokuto kōtarō #keiji akaashi #kiyoko shimizu #kiyoko #Hitoka Yachi #saeko tanaka #shugo meian #suna rintarō #yu nishinoya #hajime iwaizumi #miya osumu #miya atsumu #kageyama tobio #shoyo hinata #brains proper work

[neon-gin]

Baby Miyas 🎂💕

#fanart #haikyuu fanart #hq fanart #miya atsumu #miya osumu #miya twins

[catladykt13]

Bubble evenings and fun summer nights!🫧

#haikyuu #miya atsumu #sakuatsu #sakusa kiyoomi #art #suna rintarou #hq #illustration #komori motoya #miya osumu #osasuna #haikyuu bokuto #hq akaashi #bokuto x akaashi #sakusa x atsumu #hq fanart #hq atsumu #bokuto koutarou #akaashi keiji

[angel-beee]

Ouch!, my hair

Various haikyuu boys

*writting this at 11 pm*

Author's note : Idk if you hv seen or heard about this cdrama but its called "hidden love " its really cute and this drabble is inspired by one of the episodes,when i saw the scene i imediatly thought of osamu so here we are :) . Btw the reader has long hair or medium length

Warnings : nothin just fluff two teenagers being teenagers

And a lotta blushing

🎶recomend listening to "shameless" by camila cabello

....He was over at your house you've known him for about your whole life he was your brother's bestfriend he came over a lot and you may have developed a small crush on him everytime your brother goes to meet him you would tag along like a puppy eventually you came up with a plan he was after all in the same grade as u so you planned to have "study sessions " when in reality it would just be you staring at him with heart eyes

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆wednesday~

and he came over to "study" yet, here you two are lying against the sofa watching tiktok as you like the videos and he scrolls ...u didn't plan it out to be like this but you aren't complaining as your thinking about it munching chips next to him shoulders meeting while he's resting his chin on his hand , the other hand scrolls to the next tik tok while your hand deep in the chip bag searching for the crumbs you noticed a small text in the middle of the screen , you squinting to see the small text written u leaned closer to the phone and so did he..u were trynna make out what the text said when felt a sudden tug of your hair that suprised you

"ouch!"

You tried to pull harder but it pained more ,u turned ur torso aound

"shorty stop squirmin' around what happened?"

"My hairr..it got stuck somewhere"

He sifts through and found that your hair got stuck on his button he intently watches as you desperately lean closer and closer to him fiddling with the button to get your hair out your hands were so fast in movement he tried to help as well until in a soft whispered voice you suggeted

"can i..open the button?"

"yea..."

He said bearly heard

He wanted to play it off but with inches between u both he can't think straight you looked good ....you always have ...has he always thought of you like this?

"i got it out"

You sighed until u realized you were to him limbs tangled torso on his chest making eye oh how girls would kill to be in your spot you were breathing heavily you heard his heartbeat

You felt his hands slither to your waist securing you as he brushes your hair to the side there was a thick wall of tension built up your faces were so close...you look up to him with doe eyes he noticed your eyes moving to his lips dammit neither of you can process and suddenly he pulls you closer and in asoft murmur he asks

"can i kiss you..?"

Without a second thought your hand grabs a lock of his hair and u gently tug him into a kiss

(which may or may not have turned into a makeout sesh)

Just crossing your fingers that your brother dosent walk in

- osamu , kenma , shirabu , kita , kageyama , +your choice!

~~~~~~the end ~~~~~~~~~♡♡☆☆

Byeeee

#haikyuu x reader #kenma x reader #shirabu x reader #osamu x reader #miya osumu #haikyuu imagines #kageyama x reader