#haikyuu tsumu

[reineydraws]

i googled twin tshirts for these clowns' birthday and found a funny set 😂

sending a good hbd to my fave fictional twins 🎂🎂🎂

#miya twins #miya atsumu #miya osamu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu fanart #comic #hq comic #hq atsumu #hq osamu #hq!! fanart #haikyuu #haikyuu!! fanart #if ur wondering abt the last panel: osamu and gin are holding down tsumu's arms so he doesnt cross them and cover the text #sunarin is taking the picture and aran is behind him facepalming. #i have no patience so im posting this now even tho i double-posted like 10 hrs ago lol :') hbd to the miyansssss

[akiisks]

front & back 🙏

#studies but its my faves #when he's a pro athlete 🙈🙈 #chains and tank top tsumu makes a comeback #haikyu!! #haikyuu #haikyuu fanart #miya atsumu #sakusa kiyoomi #ushijima wakatoshi #bokuto koutarou

[ktsumu]

18+ NSFT MDNI. SHOWER ACTION.

You already know that Atsumu's in the shower before you hear him in it, nudging the front door shut behind you, heels falling off of your groaning feet. The first matchup of the pre-season has ensured that.

Muscle memory makes you step over the routine dufflebag he drops in the very middle of the entryway, shaking the strap off of your ankle when it catches. His sweater's on the back of the couch.

You'd take it down the hallway with you, but you follow the clothes like a roadmap instead. Toeing along, kicking his track pants out of the way with a scoff, rolling your eyes and wondering how he completely missed the hamper.

An athlete, he calls himself.

The shower turns your bedroom hot, steaming up the windows from the open ensuite door, the mirror dripping with water. You can feel the humidity ruining the hair you worked so hard to keep tidy this morning.

"Atsumu?" You sigh, tugging it loose and glancing at him through the mirror.

It's more so what you can see of him— the frosted glass of the shower punishes you mostly, keeps you to watching his blurry body turn, his head twist to your voice. You can see him turn to face the water again.

"Hey baby. How's work?"

"I'm gonna guess better than the game today?" You pick up his sweaty jersey with your foot, taking in the distinct yet familiar smell of sharp pines and locker room. "Judging by the state of our home."

Atsumu breathes out sheepishly, but it sounds like a grin. "I'll clean it all up, don't worry."

"I know you will."

"Yeah, for sure." He hesitates, humming when he rubs at the crook of his neck. "Maybe tomorrow morning? Swear."

You don't care when he cleans it up, really. Your eyes haven't left the shower.

Quietly, you start to undo your blouse, shrugging it off of your shoulders and peeling it off of your sticky skin. You toss it near Atsumu's abandoned shorts.

"Been in there a while?" you huff, blindly turning on the fan. "Hot as hell in here."

"Everything hurts," he groans. "Fuckin' hate coming off the off-season— not used to it."

You purse your lips. "Gonna stay in for a little while longer?"

It's quiet, aside from the shower running. His shadow moves, leans closer to the glass before standing upright again. His hands tease you over the top, combing through his hair.

"If someone wants to keep me company, can't really say no."

(He must sense your eyes rolling, because he chuckles and slips the door open a crack.)

You shimmy your tight skirt down your legs, stepping out of everything embarrassingly fast. Your cami ends up hanging off the sink and your pantyhose are in a ball, but Atsumu's waiting hand has you getting inside the shower as fast as you can manage.

Where he isn't drenched in water, he's painted by a thin sheen of heat, the steam of the shower dripping down his temple. His hand welcomes you first, guiding you closer so his lips can greet you next.

Atsumu rests a hand on the side of your face, droplets of water swarming down your chest like snakes. He kisses you sloppily, tongue trying at yours the second you let him, teeth grazing your lip when you pull away like he's begging you to stay.

"Sore, huh?"

His eyes travel down— over your chest, sternum, hips. His hands follow in the same order like a drill— tits, chest, beautiful, beautiful hips. "Forget I said anything 'bout that,"

"You should rest, really,"

"Stop teasin' me, it's just cruel," he frowns, "need you to give me a cure tonight,"

"Yeah? It's called eight hours of sleep and Voltaren."

He rolls his eyes, lidded with said sleep— the hand holding yours that pulls you closer and his half-hard cock between you say something entirely different.

Atsumu's hand gropes your ass, fingertips dinging into fat until you get impossibly closer, until he's basically against your stomach and you're basically just looking at his lips.

"You should—"

"Should," he emphasizes, murmured against your mouth as he kisses you again, chaste but lingering, "but this is what I'm actually gonna do."

"What?"

"You," he hums, tucking a strand of your half-wet hair behind your ear, blocking the water and hoarding you to himself. "Gonna be my cleanse."

You snort, fingers smoothing over his abs and down to the base of his cock, nails gently running over the dark trail of hair. "That right?"

"Mmmyeah," he says through a groan, yawning before he slots a hand in between your legs, trailing it up your inner thigh as you finally get him in your hand. It's the only place he's wanted to be all night, besides your bed. "Feel so fuckin' good, fuck,"

You sigh against his chest, tilting your head up to taste him again. Like spearmint, like the gum he must've chewed on the drive home just knowing you'd end up here.

"Shit, alright," he sighs, hips lazily rolling into your palm as you look up at him with eyes that make him wanna pass out.

"Gotta choose now— you wanna be on your knees first or do ya want 'em over my shoulders?"

You breathe out a laugh, sliding your hands over his slippery arms, over every muscled ridge as you lower yourself to the tile floor, kissing his hip when you get there. "Romantic, really."

Atsumu's body tilts your way, chasing your lips down, leaning into your touch as he brushes a thumb over your cheek. The kiss you place on his flushed tip is greatly appreciated— he lets you know it.

"Yeah, honey, I try," he breathes. He smiles so warmly down at you that it's almost like you're not about to suck him off. "Just wait until I get you to bed, yeah?"

"We both know you're falling asleep."

"Well, after we get outta here you will be, too."

"Mm, we'll see."

Atsumu barks a laugh, delicately running his hand up your nape before taking a stronger hold on the base of your hair.

"Oh, you're so on."

#what is this? i dont know. shower sex pregaming with atsumu???? in such a tsumu mood tonight wrote this in 20 #atsumu miya x reader #atsumu x reader #atsumu smut #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #hq smut #haikyuu smut #kit writes

[lowkeyremi]

when your boyfriend atsumu meets your best friend oikawa it does NOT go well.

you would think their personalities are similar so they'd get a long.

but oh how wrong that was. their egos are both huge so it's like two male peacocks fighting for dominance.

"well they're MY best friend. i met them before you even did! also your dye job is horrendous." oikawa would say to tsumu and he's not even phased because everyone always has something to say about his hair.

"I don't wanna to hear anythin' from someone who didn't make it to nationals at all in high school!!" atsumu would bite back because he plays dirty.

"tsumu! why would you say that??" you're behind atsumu not trying to get into the argument but that was such a low blow you just had to say something.

oikawa would just laugh with venom in his tone, "i bet they didn't tell you I was their first kiss, huh?" oikawa's arms are crossed and he's smiling like a villain.

atsumu whips his head around to look at you, "baby is that true??" shit. there's that pout of his.

"well.. yeah but like we were just trying things out back then... uh it was before i even met you tsumu." you respond nervously.

"i'm so sorry ya had to kiss such 'n ugly person, baby." your eyes about pop out of your skull.

"atsumu stop! babe this is just-"

"they didn't seem to think i was too ugly because they leaned in for another kiss afterward and it turned into a hot make out sesh." the memories come flooding back into your brain of the time you had made out with your best friend.

atsumu is seeing red now, "shut yer trap! they're with me and they love my kisses wayyyy more than yers which is why we're dating and yer just the best friend."

rest assured iwaizumi had finally come back from the bathroom and split the two apart.

"quit it you knuckle heads!! you clearly have a type, why'd you have to go for the snotty obnoxious guys??" he asks you with a roll of his eyes. he's also in the middle of them to keep a fight from breaking out not that you think they'd get physical. both are capable of leaving someone mentally damaged.

"i have no clue iwa, but thank you. let's go atsumu, you're not getting out of this one. i'll call you later, toru!" you drag atsumu by his arm and he's muttering nonsense about hating oikawa.

a/n: i based this off of this :3

#i swear they would fight each other #i remember i used to watch those haikyuu text stories and kawa + tsumu were always besties #i think i like it better when they're rivals tho #cuz they're literally the same person just different fonts #anyway... #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #atsumu miya #atsumu x reader #atsumu miya x reader #oikawa torū #oikawa #oikawa tooru #oikawa x reader #haikyuu oikawa #oikawa toru x reader

[noosayog]

wc: 500

content/warnings: arguing, slamming doors, angst, cheating(?)

part 5. directory here.

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"Hold on," you hear him chasing after you. You pick up the pace, sidestepping rowdy groups and the wall of Atsumu's teammates.

You’re able to get to your door, fumbling with the keys. You’re yanking the door open when he catches up. 

"Just hold on one fuckin' second," he says when he grabs ahold of your arm with enough force to topple you backwards. 

"What, Atsumu? Just let me go!" You're mortified to find hot tears welling up. You forcefully shake his hands off to press the heel of your palm against the offending eye.

"You're misunderstanding the situation," he starts.

"Misunderstanding?" you parrot.

"Yeah, just let me explain." He presses, stepping all up into your personal space.

"Fine then," you yell back. "Let's hear this explanation."

"We didn't, I didn't do anything."

You remain quiet, expecting more, but that's all Atsumu seems to have to say. That was the extent of his explanation. You kick yourself for even expecting anything more out of someone like him.

"So what," you grit out, lowly, slowly. "After a series of incidents in which you played no role in, you found yourself in bed, a girl sitting on your lap, making out with you? You did nothing and it all just happened?"

"Well, I-"

"Save it, Atsumu. And get the fuck off of me."

"Just hear me out-"

"I did. And you had nothing. So go away. Go away and stay the fuck away." The sheer volume and force of your words push him further from your door until it takes one final shove to push him out the door and out of your space. You slam the door and bolt every lock shut.

Outside, Atsumu slams his fist frustratedly at the door.

"Fuck!" you hear him yell.

You beeline straight to the bathroom to wipe the stupid glitter you have on your eyes, blush you have on your cheeks, and gloss you have on your lips. A sick part of you thinks that despite that whole fiasco, Atsumu never even made a comment about how you looked. You scrub harder until your cheeks and eyelids turn red, then dive straight under the covers. The tears are falling freely now and you press your face into your comforter to muffle the sobs, knowing that if they are even a decibel louder, Atsumu could probably hear them through the walls.

You can't help but replay the scene in your mind. Seeing Atsumu and someone else lock lips on his bed, the very same one he had pried some of your most closely held secrets in late night conversations on, made you sick. Did he even notice that you owned that same top that girl was wearing? The same one that he had badgered you about wearing on your official first date? The one that you mustered all your courage up to wear for him when you decided you could trust him? The mix of tears and snot stain your blanket and the sniffles become convulsions when you feel the bile rising up in your throat. You throw your covers off and run to the toilet to vomit the contents of your stomach out, wondering how it could be possible that him breaking your heart could hurt you more than when he gave you a concussion.

#need tsumu to hit rock bottom before we can do some resolution #noos writes #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu angst #hq fluff #hq angst #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #hq x reader #hq x y/n #hq x you #miya atsumu #atsumu miya #miya atsumu x you #miya atsumu fluff #miya atsumu x reader #miya atsumu angst #atsumu miya x reader #atsumu x you #atsumu x reader

[sun-sandwich]

Brainless MSBY

#i swear... #what was furudate thinking of when he decided to put them on the same team????? #in manga atsumu was like “you cry baby don't you dare mess my to-” and bokuto immediately called him TSUMU-TSUMU #bokuto koutarou #bokuto kotaro #miya atsumu #haikyuu!! #hq!! #hq #haikyuu #haikyuu!! stage play #fukurodani #inarizaki #msby black jackal

[emmyrosee]

“How did you get in my house?”

Your voice is anything but surprised to see the familiar intruder to your home, your eyes rolling into your skull as the one and only Atsumu Miya stands, happily, casually, in front of the fridge with his lips tucked into the spout of strawberry milk.

“You gave me a key, ‘member?” He hums, putting the milk away and closing the door. “Me and ‘Samu, for emergencies.”

“No, I gave you both a key to water my plants,” you grumble, tossing your own keys on the table and clutching the small bag in your hand closer to your chest. “Besides, I don’t know if craving strawberry milk classifies as an ‘emergency’.” Your protection over the bag only makes him tilt his head in interest, and you hate how cute you find the action. “What’re you looking at?”

“What’s in the bag?” He asks, pointing rudely at the pink bag in your grasp. “I thought we were going shopping together this weekend.”

“We are,” you say, voice lacking confidence. “But I needed… something for tomorrow night.”

“Like what?”

You feel your temple throb at his persistence, “‘Tsumu, don’t you have someone else to bother?”

“Not until practice tomorrow.”

“Well can you go bother your brother?”

“Your boyfriend told me to scram so he could plan out the menu for your date tomorrow night, try again.”

“Dear god,” you snarl, but you shake your head and plant a kiss to his cheek, watching him smile happily at the simple affection, “fine, you know where the snacks are, just… just give me like. 15 minutes, I need to call Rintaro.”

“Oo!” He says eagerly, “can I come! I haven’t talked to Suna in a while!”

“Absolutely not,” you answer promptly, and Atsumu deflates. “You, sit and stay. I just need his opinion on something.”

“Woah woah woah!” Atsumu interjects, watching you in betrayal.

“What?” You scoff, a brow cocking at his audacity and arms crossing over your chest. He looks at you incredulously, “uh, I don’t know; don’t you want my opinion on it?”

“Not really,” you deadpan, and this clearly doesn’t sit well with the blonde twin, as he scoffs and throws his head back, pawing at you and the bags dejectedly.

“Come on, I’m your best friend!” Atsumu whines, smiling hopefully. “Doesn’t my opinion matter to ya? Especially if it’s got somethin’ to do with your date with ‘Samu. Ain’t I the one to ask?”

The way your upper lip snarls makes Atsumu flinch back, but you know the brother of Osamu goddamned Miya is not about to backdown from your secrecy, so- against your better judgement, perhaps- you cave.

“Oh, yes, okay,” you clear your throat and reach in the bag to pull out the two sets of lingerie, blinking innocent at the bottle blonde whose eyes nearly bug from his skull. “Best friend, which one of these do you think would make me look hotter, so your twin brother would want to plow me?”

His jaw moves, but no sound comes out as you raise your brow expectantly. A smirk spreads over your lips as honey-colored eyes shift from one fabric to the other, and finally he clears his throat and plops back down on your couch. His cheeks are scarlet and he’s doing all he can to avoid your gaze, and it fills you with joy to know you’ve won this one.

“The blue one…” he mumbles shyly.

You quirk your jaw at him dominantly, “that’s what I thought, Miya.”

#lol I still love FRIENDS leave me alone #tw suggestive #suggestive tw #atsumu miya #atsumu miya fluff #atsumu miya crack #atsumu miya x reader #atsumu miya x f!reader #atsumu miya x reader fluff #atsumu miya x reader crack #atsumu miya imagine #bff!tsumu #bff!atsumu #atsumu miya haikyuu #haikyuu #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu crack #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x f!reader #haikyuu x yn #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x you

[fish-with-more-eyes]

haven't drawn in a bit but i forced through the stiffness for omibirthday doodles,, i did not intend for it to just be femskts but! oh well!

#haikyuu fanart #hq brainrot doodles #my art #haikyuu #sakusa kiyoomi #miya atsumu #sakuatsu #skts #the first omi was supposed to be walking w tsumu but she wasn't turning out so i murdered her #and it was all uphill from there! so! #hm. femtsumu is really just a Blob huh #well it's omiday so she can take a backseat <3

[kazumist]

“my lips are getting dry lately.”

he looked at your lips to check how dry they were, and you were right; they were very dry. a thought pops into his head, and he tries to hold back his laugh.

“do you know what that means?” he then asks.

“uhm, no?” confusion laced your tone as you tilted your head sideward.

“having dry lips means you need a kiss.”

it took you a few seconds to process what he said before you smacked his head, making him yell at the sudden pain.

maybe next time, he'll get a chance.

heizou, CHILDE, and kaeya.

#( rambles ) #astronetwrk #favoniuslibrary #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #heizou x reader #childe x reader #kaeya x reader #heizou #childe #kaeya #i cant think of anyone else uhm #i kinda wanted to add haikyuu characters but Uhm i dont write for haikyuu .... yet #THIS WLD BE SO KUROO TSUMU AND SAMU THOUGH #based from an interaction w my irl when i said that my lips were dry

[summer-may]

husband!atsumu is petty when you fight. he will pull no stops to make sure you talk to him. he knows how stubborn you are, so he will get ready to do elementary shit.

he will tighten all the jars, put your favorite cups on the top shelf, hide the pans, hell, he'll even hide your go to eyeliner and mascara. lmao. he'll then wait because he knows you'll try your best but then yell begrudgingly for him to help.

as you go to the kitchen to make dinner, you ignore atsumu sitting on the couch and put the pan on the stove. as you take out all the ingredients and try opening the lid of the sauce, you for the life of you cannot seem to open it. can't open another sauce jar too. hmm. that seems weird, huh.

you narrow your eyes and duck out of the kitchen to look at atsumu and see him turn around in a hurry.

"miya!" you yell, stomping towards him.

"yes, honey?" he asks sweetly, a look of absolute innocence on his face.

"did you screw on the lids super tight?" you shake the said evidence in front of his face, "every freaking jar?!"

the twinkle in his eye returned, and he was trying so hard to not smile. he really wanted to grin so bad. "i would never, i say never do such a thing!"

you knew he was lying, brat. but the annoyance was dissipating due to how excited he was when you came to talk to him. it didn't matter to him that you came to yell, but just that you finally started talking to him.

and the fight was stupid anyway, so the fact that you were going to make dinner to apologise and makeup with him was in line with what was going on now.

you couldn't hold the small smile that came onto your face, "you're an ass, you know that right?"

his arms go around your waist and pulls you on his lap, "i know, but i'm your one and only ass, that loves you very, very much."

you drop the sauce jar on the couch and hold his face in your hand making him pout, "i love you very, very much," and give him small pecks as you speak. "dork."

atsumu shakes your hand off and holds onto your neck to give you a kiss that melts your brain and makes you breathless. "missed holding you, baby."

you didn't know you could love this man more, but you were melting at this point, you cuddled up into his chest while kissing him.

"it's literally been a hour, honey."

"and?" he quips, his smile sweet and hands now moving the usual path along your body. "sixty minutes knowing you are angry with me is torture, baby."

the jar, the fight, the annoyance all gone. and now just you and your husband loving each other remaining in your house.

#haikyuu #haikyuu headcanon #atsumu x reader #haikyuu!! #fluff #atsumu miya #miya atsumu x reader #miya astumu #atsumu #atsumu × you #atsumu headcanons #tsumu #my works

[akiisks]

Dangle

#pretend you didn't see the first one #tsumu has me on a chokehold #hq #haikyuu #haikyuu fanart #fanart #miya atsumu #msby atsumu #msby

[lovelyunholyc]

he feels a little silly sometimes, always staying at your place instead of having you over at his.

atsumu can't remember exactly when yours started feeling more like home, and his more like somewhere he needs to stay sometimes when you're busy and he needs to work, too. he makes the excuse that your bed is bigger and more comfortable, with your "hundreds" of pillows and soft, soft blankets (he wonders how he'd ever fit comfortably in his own bed alone all this time, much less entertained others, not that anyone before you could be compared - it feels too lonely now, anyway, on the nights he's relegated to needing to sleep alone in it) but he doesn't think it matters in the end, because any free time he has, he's at your doorstep, usually with a snack, treats from his brother, or your favorite drink.

he thinks he falls in love with you all over again when you decide to give him his own key.

atsumu crushes you in his embrace, needs you to breathlessly shriek at him that you can hardly breathe to remind him of his strength. he settles for peppering kisses all across your face and jaw and neck until you're pushing him away playfully, laughing, an irresistible tinge to your skin, glowing with love. he assumes he looks the same, he feels it blooming deep in his chest and hopes you can see it just as plainly on his face, every facet of his being.

"you in love with me or something?" you can't help but tease, though the answer is plain as day, carved into his handsome features and sparkling in his eyes.

"very much so," he replies anyway, beaming at you, then the tiny cut of metal in the palm of his hand that he thinks he'll cherish forever, long after you've moved out and he's put you both in an even bigger space - a shared one, officially. the thought makes his chest warm.

atsumu all but sprints to latch it onto his keyring, then grabs your hand excitedly and leads you to the door. "c'mon, baby, i gotta make ya one for mine, too."

one day, you'll both only need one set.

he pauses at your doorway, turning back to you and kissing your wrist, a gesture that never fails to make you smile. "this really means a lot to me. and, you're never getting rid of me now." he winks, and you giggle.

"i wouldn't dream of it, 'tsumu."

#wrote tbis in like 15 dont look at me I should be sleeping instead im having Emotions #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #atsumu x reader #atsumu miya #Miya atsumu #miya atsumu x reader #miya atsumu fluff #atsumu fluff #haikyuu fluff #atsumu x reader fluff #hq atsumu x reader #hq atsumu fluff #haikyuu scenarios #hq x reader #ten.writes #idk #tsumu #tsum #i forgot my masterlist tag for him fkdjdk #tsumtsum

[lowkeyremi]

Kiyoomi Sakusa who is an absolute emotional drunk. He didn't want to go to dinner tonight but his manager already put him on the reservation list for the celebratory dinner. Of course you accompanied him as his plus one, but boy did he get drunk only after a few drinks.

He was less willing to answer questions and scowling way more than usual too. "Hey Omi! Those were some nice serves earlier!!" Hinata praises and Kiyoomi doesn't say anything, he just glares at his teammate. Did I mention he's clinging onto you like a sloth? His arms are wrapped around you and his face is buried in your neck. He wants to go home.

"Sorry about him Hinata, I think he's ready to go home..." Hinata nods enthusiastically as you say Kiyoomi's goodbyes for him and haul him out of the restaurant to his car. He suddenly out of no where grumbles, "I don't like the way that waiter was looking at you."

"'yoomi what are you talking about? He wasn't even looking at me." He reluctantly gets into the passenger seat. He's acting like a toddler the way a pout braces his face and he has his arms crossed.

"Yuh huh. He was eyeing you like I wasn't right there. I had to stop myself from punching that bastard." This overly emotional state of his has you giggling to yourself because you know if you were to giggle too loud he would think you were making fun of him.

"Well, it's alright now, he's not looking at me anymore." You assure him. You close his car door and run over to the driver side to make sure you two make it back to the apartment safely.

"I'm the only one who can look at you." He concludes from this whole ordeal. "That's not fair to anyone but you, Kiyo." He sighs dramatically and you think he's been spending a little too much time with a specific blond that he claims to hate.

"I don't care if it's fair. You're mine." No more words are spoken of him so you look over to check on him. Only to find his head pressed up against the window with his eyelids closed. His breaths are even and he sleeps peacefully. You cherish how cute he looks because you know as soon as he wakes he's going to be complaining about how his hair is flattened on the side that was pressed up against the window.

#he's so cute i love him #i just know if you tell him that he's starting to act like tsumu he'll go batshit crazy #nothing beats emotional drunk people #they're so cute #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #sakusa x reader #sakusa haikyuu #sakusa fluff #haikyu x reader #kiyoomi x reader #kiyoomi sakusa #sakusa drabble #haikyuu drabbles

[catkettle]

🦊🍙

#uhh #i thought this took days #it took like 1 lmao #anywayyyy #very happy with this #ive been thinking abt thsm lately #theyre the siblings ever sorry #probably fought after this tbh #idk abt what #dumbasses #my art #haikyuu!! #hq!! #miya osamu #miya atsumu #miya twins #also gave tsumu a lot piercings #i dont think samu would have that many

[forusomimiya]

I don't like to mix both miya twins in the same post because it can cause misunderstandings but Atsumu is so desperate for you and regrets so much for not go for you that night at the graduation party two years ago that when you go to his house for the first time to visit Osamu and you both finally end up getting laid in his room, on the other side of the wall Atsumu can't help but touch himself while hes listening your sweet moans, imagining that it's his name you whisper and the one you scream at the end.

#haikyuu smut #hq smut #osamu x reader smut #osamu x reader #atsumu smut #idk what to tag wtfff #causer reader is in love with samu but tsumu is fantasizing with her and her moans???!!!!? #atsumu x reader smut

[strawberrycheeks-and-glasses]

Third Time’s a Charm

Miya Atsumu x f!reader | rated E | 1.7k

Somehow you keep ending up naked under Miya Atsumu.

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“Atsumu,” you pant after your third orgasm of the night. Goddamn this boy had stamina.

“Yes, doll?” He coos, turning his head to face you, his hair sticking up on your pillow.

“Get the fuck out of my apartment.”

“Wha-hey! That’s no way to treat a guest!” He shouts, sitting up on his elbow to gawk at you as you stand to collect his clothes.

Weak kneed and wobbly, you pick up his jeans and shirt, tossing them over to him to get changed.

“You’re not a guest,” you roll your eyes at him, pulling on an oversized tee to cover yourself. “You’re a mistake.”

“Aw, come on, pretty,” he pouts, sliding on his jeans over his, very pert, ass. “That really hurts me.”

“I’m sure you’ll be just fine, Miya,” you pat his shoulder as you guide him out of your bedroom to the front door.

“But didn’t we have fun?” He whines, picking up his shoes.

“Meh, it was fine,” you tease, hurting his pride a little.

“In that case I’ll make sure to impress ya next time,” he winks at you as you shove him out the door.

“There’s not gonna be a next time, Miya,” you shake your head, slamming the door on his frowning face.

That was the first time you, regretfully, slept with the blond Miya twin.

Please continue on ao3

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