#x. bestfriend!osamu

[izukuszn]

˚₊·➳❥ 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮

➸ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 | atsumu miya x reader ➸ 𝐰𝐜 | 1.8k ➸ 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 | some cursing, angst to fluff, bestfriend!atsumu but he's in love w u ➸ 𝐚/𝐧 | pls ignore any mistakes!!

➸ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 | you and atsumu had an argument. he said some things, and now he's here on your doorstep, ready to apologize.

Atsumu knocks on your door the same way he’s been doing since he met you: tap, taptaptap, tap. With that rhythm, he never even has to announce he’s the one, you already know. 

His heart beats fast, threatening to escape his chest. You haven’t talked since your argument a few days ago. He can’t even remember what it was about anymore, just the hurtful things he said to you, the way your face crumpled and tears lined the bottom of your eyes, the intense hatred he felt for himself for being the cause of that look on your face. The crushing emptiness he felt when you shut the door on him as he was standing in this exact spot, staring at your door. 

Everything was blurry after that. His actions were automatic, getting into his car and arriving home, sitting with his head leaning against the steering wheel for what he didn’t know was five minutes or two hours. Opening your texts and stringing together a million messages, I’m sorry, Can we please talk?  I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Only to never send any of them, regret heavy in his chest. 

It wasn’t until he showed up at his brother’s restaurant, tears in his eyes, begging him for help, because when it always comes down to it, Osamu, his (younger by one second) twin, is there to help him. ‘Samu played nice for a bit, letting him recount everything that happened, how he was feeling, until he kicked him out on his ass and told him to go apologize instead of whining like a crybaby. Atsumu was a bit peeved, but he followed his brother's advice. And that's what led him here. 

He waits, stuffing his hands into his pockets but then pulling them out to twist them together, toeing at the welcome mat the two of you had picked out together on a whim while on a shopping trip. He reads it out loud, as if he hasn’t seen it the million times he’s been here before. “Welcome to the Shitshow”, he murmurs. It was the first one you had seen, and you were sold on it immediately. It makes the ghost of a smile show on his lips until he hears shuffling from behind your door. 

When it stops, he looks through the peephole like he would actually be able to see anything from outside, and when that, unsurprisingly, doesn’t work, he places his ear against the barrier, straining to catch the sound of anything to let him know that you were going to open the door. He stands there like a fool for a few seconds, eyebrows furrowing, but then he hears the sounds of the locks clicking and he straightens up. Blowing out a breath, he runs a hand through his hair, brushes off invisible dirt from his pants. 

When the door swings open, he panics at the sight of you, heartbeat quickening again. You’re dressed in your lounge clothes, relaxed and casual, and now that there’s no longer an obstruction, he can hear the sound of your favorite movie playing in the background. He hates, it but you’ve always forced him to watch it with you, and he thinks he’s memorized the entire script by now with the amount of times you’ve watched it together. No matter how much he disliked it, he could watch it over and over again as long as it was with you. But now you are watching it without him, and the thought makes his heart hurt. 

He gulps, watching you appraise him with one hand on the door, as if you might close it any second. A few moments pass. Atsumu opens and closes his mouth, words failing him, making him angry. He even rehearsed what he was going to say in the car, while face timing his brother, on the way to your door, yet it's all disappeared into nothing when it came down to it. His throat is dry. He thinks wants to cry. 

When Atsumu looks at you, he thinks you look tired, moreso than usual, but he thinks you still look as beautiful as ever. He’s always thought you were beautiful, no matter what you were wearing, what you were doing, the face you were making, but he’s never actually told you, unless it was slipped into a joke that caused you not to take him seriously. He wants to tell you, though, every second of the day. Wants to exclaim it for the world to hear. He hopes he gets to, eventually, if he didn’t ruin everything yet.

You sigh, and right when you’re about to say something, Atsumu beats you to it. 

“Hi! Uh — hey. Hi,” he stumbles out, words falling on top of each other. He cringes. 

You’re unimpressed, giving him a flat look that slowly snuffs out the little hope he had left. “Miya,” you say. 

That's the nail in the coffin, he thinks. His face crumbles, but he tries to play it off, forcing a smile that he’s sure looks a bit too wobbly. “It's Miya, now? What happened ta ‘Tsumu?”

You ignore him. “What do you want?”

He hesitates, wondering if he should just walk away now, but he has nothing left to lose. “Can we please talk?” He mumbles. 

Your fingers clench on the door, causing it to sway, and just when he thinks you’ll shut it on him, you pull it open wider, allowing him in.

When you turn your back, he releases a breath, cracking his knuckles and nodding to himself. You both end up in the kitchen, you standing on one side of the counter and pouring glasses of water, him standing on the other, watching you work. You slide the glass over, and he grabs it but doesn’t make a move to bring it to his mouth. 

“So what do you want to talk about?” You ask. Your tone is clipped. You don’t look him in the eye, no matter how much he tries to meet your gaze. He doesn’t like seeing you like this, without a smile on your face. He hates it even more that he’s the reason. 

Steeling himself, he begins. “I want ta apologize,” Atsumu says. His words cause you to briefly glance at him, but then you’re lifting the glass to your lips instead of replying. He gives you a chance to decide if you want to hear him out, or instead kick him to the curb. 

The glass hits the counter. You rest your palms on the surface, settling on a nod. “Okay.” 

“‘M sorry,” he says. He studies your face carefully. You don’t give anything away as you stare at the counter except for a twitch of your eyebrows, the edges of your lips turning down the smallest amount. “I’m so fuckin’ sorry.” 

“I was an idiot,” he continues. “I - I dunno why I got so defensive, why I stopped listening ta what ya were tryna say, and instead blew up.” You’re actually looking at him now, but your face is still cold. 

His hands pull at his hair. He starts rounding the corner, fingers dragging along the chill of the counter, hoping you’re able to see the sincerity in his face. “I’m really sorry for bein’ a bad friend ta ya,” he concludes. 

You stare at him in silence, and he thinks he might be getting to you until you look away. Atsumu panics, opening his mouth to say something else, continue his apology, but then you’re speaking.

“You were a bad friend, ‘Tsumu. You know I didn’t mean to offend you. I really didn’t,” you say, and the way your poker face has dropped, revealing the anxious furrow between your eyebrows that he’s always wanted to smooth out whenever you got it, the downturn of your lips. Your voice is quiet, sad. Your eyes flit between his, and he knows you can see the water that lines the bottom of his lids that he tries to blink away.

“Fuck, I know that now, and I- I really wish I knew in the moment.” He’s in front of you now, a small space left between the two of you. “I was a fuckin’ idiot, as always. I bet ‘Samu’s laughing to himself right now.”

That makes you smile, just the tiniest bit, and he counts it as a win. “You really were.” 

He nods, stepping closer. “The biggest idiot in the world, as he would say.” 

“The biggest ever.” You agree, but the grin has spread on your lips, the furrow gone. He watches you study him, and he steps forward, hesitating, but then you’re throwing your arms around him, and his snake around your waist, pulling you in. 

It always makes his heart melt, turns his stomach into a butterfly field, being this close to you. He holds you, smelling your hair, taking in the heat radiating from your body, the warmth he’s missed with all his soul these last few days. “‘M sorry,” he mumbles into your hair, rubbing your back with his hand the way he knows you like whenever he gives you a hug. “Do ya think ya could ever forgive me?” 

You hum, clutching the back of his shirt as you hurry your face into his chest. “Maybe in a few years.”

“How about days?”

“Months.”

“Hours?” 

“Don’t push your luck now.”

He laughs, and he feels so happy that he thinks he can fly when your giggle follows.

Pulling away, you look him in the eyes and shake your head at him, pulling a serious face. “The next time you pull that shit I’m never talking to you again, though.” 

“Yes, m’am,” he says, and then when you smile, he hugs you again. 

Until he remembers the movie. “Wait, ya were watching it without me?!” He exclaims, hands on your shoulders to separate you from him. 

Your eyes are wide, a confused look on your face before you realize what he’s talking about. “I thought you hated that movie!” 

He folds his arms on his chest, looking away from you and pouting. He knows he’s acting like a child, but he can’t help it. He feels betrayed. “Doesn’t mean I don’t like watching it with you…” He mumbles, voice trailing off.

You’re silent, causing him to look at you in worry, but he quickly diverts his gaze again when he sees the shit-eating grin on your face. “So you do enjoy watching it! I knew it!”

“Thats not what I said!”

“Awwwwwww, ‘Tsumuuuu.”

“Shaddapppp.”

(But when you’re settled together on the couch with the movie playing on the TV, popcorn between the two of you, Atsumu knows that he could do this a hundred times over as long as its with you. Not that he’d ever admit it out loud, though.)

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[elizais]

chuuya nakahara

"being chuuya's bestfriend"

"being partnered with dazai and chuuya"

your version of poodle

"what he loves about you"

black and blue

bf!chuuya

chuuya x reader with light pinky hair

follow up req: ("you dye your hair?")

when their s/o has a motorcycle (chuuya, osamu, atsushi)

"girls just want to have fun!" ft. dazai

kids?? (dazai, chuuya and tecchou)

when their s/o is a reader (chuuya, dazai, ranpo)

when their s/o needs glasses (chuuya, dazai, fyodor)

an honorary girl

"when you know, you know" (dazai, chuuya, jouno, sigma)

being the it couple of the port mafia

#chuuya nakahara x reader #bsd chuuya #chuuya nakahara #nakahara chūya #bungou stray dogs #bsd #bungo stray dogs

[moongumi]

⁀➷ ∵  ❝ why the fuck are you here? ❞

suna x fem!reader

⟶ cw. dickhead!suna, enemies, volleyball player!suna, college/uni!au, shit talking, drunk people, drinking, handjob, oral (m), voyeurism, public sex, sloppy seconds, unprotected sex, riding, ft. atsumu + more

⟶ note. unedited for now

typically you wouldn't find yourself amongst these kinds of people. definitely not a large group of overly attractive college volleyball players. random girls gawked when they walked through the door.

your friend had to go and get herself a jock boyfriend from a different school and drag you with her. "you're my best friend you have to come, i'll be real sad if you don't." you'd rather be home watching random shows on your laptop and drinking than this, but at least there was alcohol–lots of it, the boys are also paying so win win.

you were daunting seeing a specific person. somehow even within this new friend group you're forced into, you've already made an enemy.

"what the fuck are you doing here?" his voice is quiet over the others singing to a random kpop song in the middle of the room. you hide in the leather seats at the back, darkly lit hoping no one would come and bother you as you chug cocktails.

you scoff, "the fuck are you, who invited you?"

"no, who invited you?" rintaro sneers, looking around as if you knew no one.

you rolled your eyes pointing at your bestfriend singing her heart out with osamu, "my bestfriend, it's her birthday? idiot." your words are slurred and messy. rin's face barely noticeable in the neon swirling lights that blinked and flashed across his face, his really pretty but annoying face.

"whatever." he sits himself next to you, having a drink. it seemed to be completely vodka, it stinks like it. but you can't even tell what colour it was, the room was covered in a sheen of rainbow. "your friend's party and you're not partying, very like yourself."

"shut up, i hate karaoke."

rin chuckles, "tsk, i can at least agree to that. but you look fucking miserable."

"that obvious?" you rolled your eyes, finishing off another drink. you weren't keeping count but picked up the tablet to continue to order more, maybe something in a big pint or jug.

rin had other ideas, he rips the tablet off you. tossing it over his leg to the other side. his thighs in those really tight cargos scrape your bare legs only covered by tights and a tight black skirt. "you've had enough."

"who the fuck are you to say that?"

rin runs a hand through his hair. shrugging. god, he annoys you. "at least don't fucking blackout on your friend's birthday."

you groaned loudly, throwing your head back. rin shifts his weight, somewhat trying to cover up his crotch from your view but it was beyond late. you noticed it already, you can see it very clearly.

you laughed. now at this distance you can see the hue in his cheeks darken. "why are you hard, rin."

"shut the fuck up." he hisses out your name, looking around as if anyone would hear. whoever was singing right now was practically shrieking, their voice could fucking cut glass.

his palm pushes the middle of his pants down. his eyes flicker towards yours. you lay comfortably in the large sofa. knees up to your chest, that skirt had risen all the way exposing your cheeks. your top had a boob window and fuck, he tries so hard to not stare.

the way you look at him, mocking, teasing him. fucking annoying yet so hot. the light flashes, he sees you bite your lip and smirk at him.

"only virgins get hard over a little moan like that." his face doesn't change when you say that. and it clicks. "you're fucking virgin–rintaro suna, my god, you're joking."

god, he wanted to choke you out, make you shut up. your plump lips echoing out your laughter, making his ears itch. his lips twitch and he reaches for your neck and grasps it.

his lips skim your ear, "shut up before i make you."

"what exactly are you threatening me with, rin. i enjoy a bit of choking when i'm being fucked if i'm honest." your drunk self just exposing your kinks right infront of him. his eyes widen, his cock twitches. fuck, what the fuck.

maybe it was because you were drunk that he was finding you hot. no, you were talking shit like always but, it felt different this time. his erection presses into your knee, bending it towards you more.

"rin." you teased, feeling some sort of way. maybe it was the power you had over him right now, it seemed like you could do whatever you wanted right now. you reach for his bulge, feeling the size. "oh, hefty boy, huh?"

"sh–shut, u-up." he chokes, taking his bottom lip between his teeth holding back his groans.

alcohol seemingly always made you horny. "take your pants off, let me see it."

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he's whiny, complaining a lot. even if your throat was choking on his cock. "holy fuck, you're a lot hotter when you can't talk."

"s–shut, your–fucking mouth," you mumble through breaths as you bobbed your head on his wet shaft.

his mouth parts, letting out breathy grunts as he lays over the couch with you between his legs. his head rests on the armrest. he's only got his pants half off, maybe he was worried someone would see but everyone was too drunk to even notice what was happening right behind them. to be fair, the table was covering what you were doing to him, anyone else could really only see rin's head and your ass in the air.

"you're lasting a while for a virgin." you admit, stroking his cock, feeling the ridge of his cockhead as you did whilst your lips took a break.

rin groans, his fingers threading into your scalp, "can you just keep going and shut your mouth again."

"rude," you grunt, lazily pumping him in annoyance.

rin picks up his head, noticing this. his fingers pull on the base of your hair making you look up at him, "please?"

you liked that, you've never heard it before. "sorry what? can't hear you, pretty boy."

he hisses, when you tighten your grip. his cock wet with precum and drool. "please, keep sucking me off."

"good boy."

it doesn't take long, he's louder now. gripping harder and begging for it. "hmfp, please, please–fuck, let me cum in your mouth, fuck."

you chuckle to yourself, flattening your tongue more and taking him deeper as a signal. he thrusts real hard, a few ruts and he busts his load down your throat. a lot of it.

you wipe the corner of your lips, "first time?"

"something like that." he zips his pants, tucking his lips between his teeth again. he can't meet your eyes.

you grab his cheeks in your hand, squeezing the red apples between your fingers, "cute. lots of cum, typical of a virgin."

"fuck you."

a slow clap is heard from behind and you snap your head towards it. atsumu sits in the corner box of the sofa, "i'm so fucking glad i saw the entire thing. you got your panties all wet, hm?"

you grin, turning towards him, "oh ops, help me out then, 'tsumu?"

atsumu's lips curled into a wide smile, so pretty. "fuck, yea, hop on."

if only you could see the look on rin's face right now. full of fucking jealousy. god he hates you. he hates how you made him feel since the first day he saw you. he hates how all the boys think you're cute. he hated you more knowing you've fucked some of them, before fucking him. he always wanted it to be him.

mostly he hated himself how he couldn't get the guts to just act like his friends, casually ask for sex like that. he hates being a virgin. he hates how they're so dominate with you yet he loved it when you were calling him cute, pretty and especially calling him a good boy. fuck.

he had to just sit there and watch his friend fuck you, his cock growing angrier the more you bounced on atsumu's thick cock–moaning out his name and kissing him. he fucks you so well, rin only hopes he could do the same if given the chance.

© moongumi 2022. all rights reserved, do not copy and publish my writing anywhere else.

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[taeyamayang]

FROM ME TO YOU

a birthday gift to you, my loves.

a/n: there's a consistent comment i often get whenever my irl friends and i reflect on the events that transpired years back or when i tell a tale about my past to a new friend, and that isㅡi live in an ao3 life. it's quite ironic in a sense that i, for one, is a fic writer. needless to say, people hearing my stories find it entertaining. hence, here's a series/chaptered fic inspired by true events. i hope through this you'll get to know more about me. so sit back and enjoy the crazy life i live :)

note: some of the details pertaining to a character/person to this series is altered for privacy purposes but rest assured that the events remains true; although some of the endings may be adjusted to keep the flow of the story.

tags are open!

pairing: osamu miya x y/n | timeskip!osamu x y/n (y/n uses she/her pronouns)

trope: bestfriends to lovers

tags: slow burn | mutual pining | leads are oblivious to feelings | angst | hurt/comfort | domestic timeskip!osamu | friends to lovers | misunderstandings | popular x unpopular | present (anime) and timeskip! | confessions | romance

warning: none unless you're an irl and you happen to stumble upon this, look away!!

tags: @imsoluvly

-ˋˏ NAVIGATION ˎˊ- • character guide

ミ✭ ONE STEP FORWARD, TWO STEPS BACK

ミ✭ A KEEN EYE FOR THE POPULAR KID

ミ✭ SMILE FOR SECRETS

ミ✭ TWO-FACED JOKER

ミ✭ ?

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu #hq osamu #osamu miya #timeskip!osamu #osamu miya x y/n #osamu miya x reader #osamu fluff #miya osamu #osamu miya angst #osamu miya fluff #hq fanfic #hq fics #hq oneshots #hq series #hq romance #hq imagine #hq #hq x y/n #hq x reader #pea.writes

[emily12345678910]

Dazai x gn!reader

The run away part 2

Warings:fluff,self-harm talk (let me know if I missed anything)

Word count: sorry if I forgot

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It's been a while since you have liked Dazai you always saw him as a sweet boy when you went to get your stuff you saw that he wanted to hit your dad for what he has done to you and after that Dazai has been really sweet to you if it was to cold he gave you his jacket to hot he would get you a cold drink and try to cool you down by now everyone has noticed how he has been acted so you told Ranpo who wad now your bestfriend you told him everything and Dazi wad your bestfriend friend it would be funny how you walk in the ada's office and see them play fighting about being friends it was funny but you had to tell Dazai soon so you walked to him when he wasn't busy and well you asked him to talk he nodded and you two went on the ada's office you were thanking him for everything he has done and you just said "I like you- I like you I really like you" he stood there you had your head down he than lifted up your chin and placed a kiss on your lips you blushed and than he said "I like you to" you smiled at him and hugged him he hugged back and said "I like you to my run away" you smiled and closed your eyes now realizing you finally had a home that you felt safe and wasn't going to hit you or yell at you for simple things you found a home the ada is your home Dazai Osamu is your home your life you felt free for the first time

#dazai x reader #bsd x reader #fanfictions #bsd

[ceijoh]

UPCOMING SCHEDULE FOR CEIJOH

*subject to change

SEPTEMBER

1. why you’ve never doubted their love for you (multiple characters x reader) [10th of September] 

2. unnamed smutty headcanon (multiple characters) [17th of September] s

3.he snaps at you (tsukishima x reader) [24th of September] a

OCTOBER

1. unnamed atsumu fluff + angst one-shot -[1st of October] a

2. you get jealous of a manager (osamu x reader) [15th of October] f s a

KINKTOBER

I will only be doing four kinktober prompts. Topics and characters are subject to change. Stories for kinktober may not be all posted in October.

WEEK ONE: Photos (kiyoomi) | (nanami)

WEEK TWO: Breeding Kink (ushijima) | (geto)

WEEK THREE: Public Sex (meian) | (choso)

WEEK FOUR: Gangbang (sukuna, toji, oikawa, matsukawa and atsumu)

NOVEMBER (angstvember)

1. unnamed ushijima angst [5th of November] a f

2. embellishment (atsumu x reader) [19th of November] a

3. unnamed angst headcanons (multiple characters) [26th of November] a 

DECEMBER

1. you get jealous of their manager (ushijima x reader) [tba] a f s

2. seijoh4 smut (the beginning) [tba] s

3. you hook up but he’s confused (daichi x reader) [tba] a

JANUARY

1. unnamed bestfriend!kita x reader x bf!atsumu smut [tba] s

2. you get jealous of their manager (ushijima x reader) [tba] a f s

3. proposal (suna x reader) [21st of January] f

#ceipb #cei updates

[chevrryz]

hello hello, i would like to ask some help about this book i read on wattpad which i would like to reread again but i can't seem to find the book. i remember some of its contents so if anyone knows the author or the title please dm me it 😭😭

the book is on wattpad and its a haikyuu fanfic. its a miya osamu fanfic and i'm not sure if its x Oc or x Reader. So the Oc/Reader has kids who are twins and she recently moved to hyogo for her new job and her neighbour happens to be miya osamu. This is a bit of a spoiler so the twins Oc/Reader is caring for are not her biological children. The children belong to her ex bestfriend who went behind her back with her ex boyfriend.

if anyone has read or is still reading the book and remembers the title or author could you please dm me the details? I really want to reread the book😭😭😭

#haikyuu!! #miya osamu #inarizaki #kita shinsuke #miya atsumu #suna rintaro haikyuu #hinata shouyou #sakusa kiyoomi #haikyuu x reader #kageyama tobio #oikawa tooru #akaashi keiji #bokuto kōtarō #kenma kozume #kuroo tetsurou

[festive]

me thinkin’ bout all the fics I need to finish for collabs. 🥲

Gorou x Reader - is finished but I need to format it.

Kita x reader - also finished just need to revise it.

Drummer!Omi x vocalist!reader - it’s literally just a thought rn that’s formatted lmaooo.

Dilf!Kita — actually this one might get scrapped. (Idc if I’m 500 words in.)

bestfriend!suna — 1.6k words in, almost done.

Kuroo in borderlands — 1.8k words in (has not seen the light of day in like three weeks.)

Kitsune!Kita x reader — it’s like 1.6k words in and this shit is due next week.

Mafia!Osamu & Mafia!Kita — I got two paragraphs in for both.

Omi x reader — this one 70 words in uwu

#viva.txt #i am so bad with due dates I am sobbing my dumbass needs a day off just to write #crying

[kukukuna]

I posted 3,201 times in 2022

That's 3,198 more posts than 2021!

98 posts created (3%)

3,103 posts reblogged (97%)

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I tagged 600 of my posts in 2022

#lonely.nights - 210 posts

#kuna draws - 26 posts

#haikyuu - 21 posts

#oh my god - 13 posts

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#miya osamu - 11 posts

#haikyuu fanart - 10 posts

#sakusa kiyoomi - 8 posts

#😭😭😭 - 8 posts

#haikyuu x reader - 8 posts

Longest Tag: 117 characters

#or that my school is completely different and it’s the middle of the year and i just have to know where everything is

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

I was struck by the want to create and this appeared. You can use it as a wallpaper if you like

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#3

@demxnscous got me thinking about bestfriend!osamu and I haven’t been able to get him out of my mind

So here’s a quick lil somethin ;)

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#2

Based off of @demxnscous fic

Edit: IF YOU DON’T HAVE YOUR AGE IN YOUR BIO I WILL IMMEDIATELY BLOCK YOU. I have blocked so many ageless blogs and I won’t have mercy for you.

I could not stop thinking about Bo 😣

This is THE MOST sexual thing I have ever drawn

Hehe

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[seunhasyogurt]

One day bike lesson

— (platonic) Miya twins x reader

— sypnosis: Osamu and Atsumu teaching you how to ride a bike; Quick drabble for the silly two's birthday!!

— Crack, humour, and poor vocabulary

— wc: 684

You walk outside your home to meet up with the twins who lives just across the road in front of your home.

It's been years since the twins taught you how to ride a bike when you three were children, but you gave up and now deciding to try it out again. Now that you're old enough to understand basic intructions, you can probably do this in just, three tries.

” HURRY UP BIKER DUNCE ! ” A very familiar jerkface yelled at the sidewalk at the other side of the road. Ah that voice almost pop a vein. ” WAIT A MINUTE ” You yelled back to the blonde headed twin as you run across the road, it was a small road so it was a quick sprint.

” Y/n you could've killed youself if you weren't looking both sides at the road. ” Osamu's eyes immediately darted as you were about to look at him. ” Osamu, I'm fine, you don't need to worry. And the road is like so small you can sprint across it at like, 2 seconds. ” You patted him on his shoulder, assuring him that nothing haooened to you and it's just his concerns.

There wasn't even a single vehicle going at that road when you were running on it.

You were aware of Osamus feelings for you. After all the whole school got jealous of you because of the gray-haired wing spiker confessing his romantic feelings for you, but you turned him down immediately. But you two are still good friends and Osamu's completely fine in living in such a painful, such agony world.

” Yeah okay road crossing, look left and right yada yada yoda whatever the fuck yer concerned about, let's just get this biking lesson started. ” Atsumu prepared the bike they borrowed from their neighbor. ” Okay y/n, this bike is completely safe, george let us use this. ” Atsumu reassured, of course this is you're first time in years riding a bike.

” George isn't even Haru's name— ”

” SHUT YER TRAP! ” His eyes flared to his gray-haired sibling, after that he layed vision on you. ” Okay y/n, If you get on to this baby right here, just keep paddling, and if you get far, I will let go. ” Atsumu instructed while holding the carrier and handlebar of the bike.

” Okay. ” You breath in before hopping onto the bike. you lift your leg up and put it across the bike and landed on the bike paddle, you sat down and did some yoga lessons, some inhale and exhale exercise before you start paddling.

” Are yer done? ”

” Atsumu let y/n have her time, she haven't been riding a bike in years, if she calms down now I guess it would make this 'bike lessons' end fast. ” Osamu held Atsumu's hand, thinking that reassuring him would get him patient. ” Samu yer so out of character it scares me. ” Osamu just hummed in response as if he didn't confessed to you and probably still have a teensy bit of crush on you still.

” Okay I'm ready! ” You grinned as you slouched down and held the bike handlebars tightly. ” Okay let's make this fast. Start paddling in three... Two... One— ”

You immediately rounded your legs as The cornhead said 'one'

Atsumu was going along with the speed of your paddling, but your heart was BEATING FAST. You want to get off immediately but you got used to it and actually yelled in happiness as you paddle.

” Tsumu I think you should let go now. ” Osamu shouted at a distance behind the both of you, you were scared but you were sure that the bike won't fall, the balance is already there so why be scared?

Atsumu lets go without any warnings and you startled, getting the bike unbalance, but you got the hang of it very quick.

Joy filled you as you yell ” I DID IT!! ” and adding ” IN ONE TRY!! ”

Both of the Miyas smile as you bike somewhere you don't even know you're headed to.

” Guys how do you stop this?! ”

— A/N: I have failed comedy. Here's a cookie if you finished this. You must be tired from reading a quick drabble I wrote for just an hour. 🍪

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if i was her pt.2 | i.h. / m.a.

A/N: ahhhh i didn’t expect my last one to be liked as much but thank you!

Synopsis: your twin sister has bested you in everything, and while you refuse to let go of the man you love, she has him in her clutches

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Warnings: N/A

Pairings: timeskip!iwaizumi x f!reader, iwaizumi x bestfriend!reader, timeskip!atsumu x f!reader

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pt.1

Maybe he said something else, you’re not too sure. You left pretty quickly after that. You didn’t want to go home to your sister, and you didn’t want to drive forever, so you called the only person who you could think of in something like this.

“Hey, are you home?” You mutter through the phone.

“Yea, y/n, what’s going on?”

You take a deep breath trying to steady yourself. “Can I come over?”

It doesn’t take you long to get there, once you do, you crumble in the embrace of your friend and he tries to soothe you best he can, but he’s not very good at handling these kinds of situations. Osamu was even worse. He came in the room and immediately backed out, but that was ok because he just went to go make you some food and came back with soup.

The boys found out what happened through your mumbled words and were seriously shocked to find out that Iwaizumi had fallen out of love with you.

“You know ‘Tsum,” you start. “All my life, everyone favored her over me. Everyone. My parents, my classmates, everyone. And Hajime was the one person who I thought was my own.” You shake your head because how foolish were you.

Atsumu puts a hand on your knee and soothes it. “If anyone understands how that feels, it’s me.” He chuckles. “I think over time, after we got separated, it stops feeling like that.”

“Yea,” you chuckle. “I feel like my own person at college, of course I missed my sister, but-”

“It’s nice to just be known as yourself.” He smiles at you nodding his head. “I get it y/n. I’m sorry Iwaizumi-san’s an idiot. If it counts for anything, you’re my favorite. Your sister is too perfect for me, well I guess she’s kinda imperfect now.”

“I’ll have to see her regardless.” You sigh. “I’m upset with her, but she’s still my sister.” You get up and sit at Atsumu’s desk to eat the soup Osamu left for you. 

“I can get you out.” He shrugs. “It’s just my mom, ‘Samu, and I for Christmas, you can come over.”

You nod, smiling sadly. “Yea, that’ll work. Don’t think my parents really mind if I’m not home.” Your phone begins to ring and your heads shoot towards it. Your sister’s name pops up on the screen and you debate whether to pick it up or not. Atsumu hands it to you and you click your tongue before deciding to just answer. “Hello?”

“... Hi.” She says timidly. “Mom and Dad are wondering when you’ll be home.”

She sounds very wary of you, which you guess she should be. “I don’t know, maybe in like two hours.”

“Dinner is going to be ready soon-”

“I’m not coming home for dinner don’t worry, bye.” You let out a heavy breath after hanging up. “She just makes me so mad right now. I hate feeling this way.”

Osamu comes back in the room with some onigri on hand. “I’m trying out some new recipes at the restaurant, if you don’t mind taste testing.”

“Fuck yes.” Atsumu reaches out to take one only to get smacked on the hand by his brother.

“Ladies first, pig.” Atsumu grumbles at his brother. He was considering tackling him but he knew Osamu wouldn’t make the food again so he refrained.

You laughed at the rapport between the two and took one onigiri. “Thank you ‘Samu.” 

Eventually, you had to go, but were fully intending on taking Atsumu up on the offer to spend Christmas at Casa De Miya. 

“We’d love to have you over.” He reassured.

It was around 1am and all the lights were out. You slowly creeped in the house and went upstairs to your room.

When you opened the door you saw your sister laying there on your bed asleep. Maybe she was waiting for you to get home. You were about to gently wake her up until you saw a message pop up on her phone. 

Goodnight Cece, you’re one of a kind.

And it made your blood boil all over again.

You slap your sister’s foot that was hanging off the bed and this immediately jolts her up. She was always a light sleeper. “Get out.” You said lowly as to not wake up your parents.

Your sister rubs at her eyes before grabbing your hand. “Can we talk y/n. Please.”

“Not really, I’m tired and upset and angry and betrayed and would like to go to sleep thanks.” You pull out some pajamas from your closet before beginning to get dressed.

Cecile sighs. “I wasn’t trying to go after him y/n. I was so happy that you and him were going to start dating and I knew he would take a good care of you. I thought it would be sweet to get to know him better if he was going to be spending time with you, honest. My intentions were completely innocent.” 

Your back is to her and you’re glad. You’re glad she can’t see you struggling to hold back tears that want to fall. You’re sad because you know she’s telling the truth. You’re sad because you can’t bring yourself to hate her, but you hate everything that happens because of her.

She’s also beginning to tear up, but you don’t see it. You only hear it in her voice. “I don’t want you to hate me y/n. You’re my sister and I love you.”

“I don’t hate you.” Your sister relaxes a bit, but it’s only a fleeting feeling. “I just thought-” you choke back. “I thought that even though everyone thought you were better than I was, that you at least didn’t think that way. At least I found someone who wasn’t you that thought that.” 

“Y/n, you know he doesn’t think that.”

You turn around to face her with a pointed look. “Please Cecile, don’t speak on his behalf.” It’s quiet between the two of you for a bit. “I thought that if anyone had my back... it was you. It was supposed to be you.” You let the tears fall, maybe she would finally see how distraught this whole ordeal has made you. “I don’t hate you, Cecile. But I don’t see you the same way- I don’t trust you the same way. Right now... I don’t really want to see you. I don’t want any apologies, I just want you to get out of my room before I freak out.” 

Your sister shakes, upset from having severed this bond between the two of you. She feels and sees it break right before her eyes and she hates it. She truly loves you and has never felt the consequences of her actions more than right now.

She gets up quietly before giving you a short hug and exiting your room.

You turn off your lights and plop down on your bed hugging your baby blanket and crying into it to sleep.

The morning isn’t much better. You woke up pretty early to get out of the house before your sister woke up. Your mom was downstairs making eggs and you ate a bit before you went on your run. 

“Are you and your sister alright?” She asks. 

You shrug. “Not really no. You’re more than welcome to ask her why.”

“Why wouldn’t you tell me?”

“Because you’d just tell me that I’m lying and that she would never do that.”

Your mother is taken aback by your sudden back talk as you’ve never been that way before. “Y/n l/n-”

You walk out the door before she has the time to say something. You put on your headphones, queued your playlist, and got to jogging. 

You loved jogging near the hills, it had the best view of the sunrise and sunset and just beautiful scenery in general. This time allowed you to decompress. It was just you, the world around you was a blur. 

You stop to take some pictures of the hill until you feel someone tap your shoulder. When you turn around your eyes widen. “Oh my god, Ru!” You throw your arms around his neck squeezing him tight to you. “When did you get back!”

Oikawa smirks. “I got back last night, couldn’t sleep so I came out to run to see if I could take a nap sometime today.”

A wide smile breaks out on your face. “It’s so good to see you! I missed you!”

“Me too, how’s everything?” 

You flinch, but just shrug, not wanting to bother Oikawa about his best friend. “It’s alright, same old same old, what about you? How is Argentina!”

He shakes his head before bringing you back in to a hug. “I’ll tell you after you tell me how you really are, y/n.”

“Not great obviously. I don’t want to talk about it. I’m all talked out. Take my mind off of it. Tell me about you!”

You got him that’s for sure, because he goes on for so long about how he loves Argentina and his teammates and you couldn’t be happier for him. “You know, Iwa feels really bad.” He throws in.

You sigh shaking your head. “I’m sure he’ll be alright in the comfort of my sister.”

His eyes widen. “Oh. Yea he didn’t mention that part.” You nod to assure him it’s true. “In that case, fuck Iwaizumi, man.”

You burst out laughing, clutching your stomach for comfort. “Yea, I guess so Oikawa.”

After a bit, Atsumu joins the two of you on the run and you introduce them. To your surprise, they get along instantly. It’s different from the way Atsumu is with Osamu and how Oikawa is with Iwaizumi, you see that they have an understanding of each other.

“Awe man I wish I would’ve gone to high school with you guys.” Atsumu states.

“You should’ve seen y/n, she was crazy.”

You scoff at the setter rolling your eyes. “I was not crazy.”

He rolls his right back at you. “Yea ok.” He leans closer to Atsumu to whisper to him. “She’d make other teams cry.”

“Ok you’re done.” You scold.

Oikawa puts his hands up in surrender, still laughing. “I gotta head back anyway, it was good seeing you y/n. Nice to meet you Atsumu.”

“Right back at ya.” He points at Oikawa as he runs away. “Is it just me or-”

“Does he run a little funny? Yea. I don’t know what it is but, it’s definitely there.” The setter laughs wrapping his arm around your shoulders. “Let’s go grab something to eat.” 

The two of you go to a quiet little store to eat. You have a good time as Atsumu makes you laugh and takes your mind off of your current situation. He was genuine and meant every word that he said. 

“I’m proud of ya y/n. I think it’s great that you can play volleyball and get your degree at the same time. I know you can do it.” He praises.

It feels great coming from him because you know how honest he is. “And what about you? Nominated for a setter award.”

He chuckles it off. “You know me.” The waiter comes around with the check and he grabs it hastily. “This ones on me.” 

He’s even a gentleman as he walks you back to your house. “You can come in and hang out if you’re not busy.” 

“Just for a bit, I promised Ma I’d help her with the outside decorations.” He says.

You make your way inside. “Awe, send me a picture when they’re all done!”

He promises to do so as you take your shoes off in the living room. “Mom.” You call out. “Dad?”

The two of you walk into the dining room only to find your sister and Iwaizumi sitting down eating with your parents. “Hi y/n,” your dad says. “Do you guys want to eat with us?”

“Good morning Mister and Misses l/n.” Atsumu greets.

You avoid looking at your sister and Iwaizumi because you don’t want to feel angry, not when you’ve been in such a good mood. “We already ate, thank you. I was just going to let you know I’m gonna help Atsumu and his mom with Christmas decorations.”

“Alright, will you be back for dinner?” Your mom asks this time. 

“Probably not. Atsumu’s brother cooks really well, so he’ll probably make dinner.” You say. 

“Ok, don’t come back too late.” Your mom goes back to eating dinner.

The two of you leave the house and you try to hurry because you heard Iwaizumi excuse himself from the table. “I’m sorry I invited myself to your house.” You apologize to Atsumu.

“It’s all good, I’m sure Ma will love to have you over.” He assures you with a warm smile and you know it’s all ok.

“Y/n, can we talk.” Your walking headache announces on the porch of your house.

You sigh and walk towards Iwaizumi planning to cut him short. “Listen Iwaizumi,” if he’s caught off-guard by your sudden formality, he doesn’t show it. “I talked to my sister already. I really, really don’t feel like talking to you anytime soon. Just give me some space, and I’ll get back to you in like seven to ten business days. Ok?” Atsumu chuckles behind you from your little comment. 

Iwaizumi doesn’t say anything and you take that as your cue to leave. As you walk you hear him whisper, “I’m sorry, y/n,” before going back in the house. You still for a moment, but keep it moving.

You enjoy a nice evening with the Miyas; hanging ornaments, turning on lights, making hot cocoa, the whole lot. Atsumu gives you a hug when it’s all over and you hug him back. 

“Hey look.” He grabs something from one of the bins. “It’s mistletoe, c’mere y/n.”

“No!” You shriek running away from him. He laughs chasing you around the house, you giggling and trying to find somewhere to go. He catches you of course and locks an arm around you.

The two of you are trying to catch your breaths, smiling wide. “Gotcha.”

You chuckle. “Guess so.” He keeps holding mistletoe above you just when you think he’s about to let go, he leans in and you just let him.

Wow. 

A/N: I’m sorry I disappeared again LMAO. It just happens like that sometimes.

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I really love your “rejecting and regretting” drabbles and I would love to request one with Suna and Iwaizumi please

Rejecting you and regretting it pt. 3

hey, bub. thanks for requesting! im so glad you're liking my works ♥️ was supposed to post this yesterday but i had an appointment with my psychologist so sorry for the slight delay. that being said, here's your request for iwaizumi and suna. i hope you like it♥️

genre: slight angst to fluff, slight crack

warnings: cursing, rude behavior (resolved), please do message me if i forgot any

ft. suna rintaro, oikawa!reader x iwaizumi hajime

title says it all.

Suna Rintaro

out of all the inarizaki boys, suna rintaro was the one who managed to pique your interest

at first, you thought that he was the most quiet amongst the group but the longer you stayed as a manager, the more you realized how wrong you were

In fact, suna is one of the most talkative, along with the miya twins

you even felt bad sometimes for kita for having to discipline the three as if they were his own kids

one day, you suddenly realized that you were falling for the middle blocker

you knew that it was not a good practice to fall for someone in a team you manage but it's not like you can control who you fall for, right?

and so, you made a decision to confess to him

"Oi, y/n! What's that yer holding?"

You squeaked upon being called by Atsumu and quickly hid the cake you were holding behind your back. Smiling awkwardly, you made your way to him and placed the cake on top of the table.

It was currently lunch time and as a usual routine, you, Osamu, Atsumu and Rin were meeting at your spot just near the gym to eat.

"Can you atleast lower your voice? The moment the others see this cake, it'll be gone in a snap of a finger," you scolded at him.

"Cake? What's it for?" As if a light suddenly appeared on top of Atsumu's head, he took the box and opened it with sparkling eyes. "Looks good!"

"No, wait!"

Your lips parted as you watched him take the fork that you put inside and sliced a piece for himself. He even let out a small moan of satisfaction as the taste of the cake filled his mouth.

"That...was for Rin," you said with a tiny voice, making Atsumu raise an eyebrow at you.

"Suna? Why are ya givin' him a cake?" Noticing the way you failed to answer, a grin started forming on Atsumu's lips as the realization came into him. "Holy shit, ya like him!"

"Like who?"

You and Atsumu both froze at the sound of Suna's voice. Swallowing the lump forming in your throat, you slowly turned around to face Suna who was now frowning at you.

"Rin-chan..." you said slowly.

Suna and Osamu both took their seats, Osamu sitting beside Atsumu and Suna sitting beside you.

"Y/n likes someone?" Osamu asked and took the fork to taste the cake you made, his face lightening up as it somehow reached his standards.

Being the goofy one, Atsumu nodded with a grin. He spared Suna a quick glance before wiggling his eyebrows at you playfully. "Mhm. The one they like is actually a part of the volleyball team. Any guess, Rin-chan?"

Despite the nervousness you're feeling, you managed to roll your eyes at Atsumu as he tried imitating the way you call Suna.

Suna just shrugged his shoulders, looking almost unbothered if not for the fact that he was gripping his chopsticks a little too tightly. "Don't know, don't care."

You felt your confidence drop a little at his lack of enthusiasm. "Aren't you even just a bit curious?" you asked, hoping to get a reaction out of him.

"No, why would I be? It's not like it's any of my business. You can like whoever you want to like. It's not like I give a damn about it," Suna simply answered.

The small hope inside you that you gathered throughout the whole week just to confess completely vanished, replaced with doubt and sudden insecurity. The way he said those words seemed as if he doesn't care about you at all and the fact that he said it in front of the twins made it even worse. You felt humiliated.

You glanced at Atsumu for help and the setter just sighed before sliding the box of the now half eaten cake to Suna. "Didn't have to be so rude 'bout it, Rin. Taste the cake. Maybe it'll change yer mind and make ya realize how dense ya are."

Suna just glared at him and took a bite, his eyes darting towards your figure. "Were you supposed to give this cake to the person you like?"

Seeing you nod, Suna rolled his eyes. "I don't think it's a good idea. It tastes like shit, I'm sure the guy would reject you the moment he takes a bite."

Your heart dropped at what he said. Not only did he say that your cooking was bad but also rejected you without saying it directly. The moment you felt your eyes tearing up, you immediately stood up and left the table, ignoring the continues yells of a certain miya.

Suna stared at your back before frowning at Atsumu. "What's up their ass? I just said it didn't taste good is all. They didn't have to be sensitive." Contrary to his words, Suna grabbed the fork and continued eating the cake.

"They made the cake for ya, dumbass," Atsumu answered and stood up, quickly grabbing his things before leaving to follow you.

Suna froze upon realizing what Atsumu meant. Eyes darting towards Osamu, he muttered a small curse before gripping his hair in frustration. "Samu..."

Not even waiting for what Suna wanted to say, Osamu shook his head no with a displeased look. "Ya fucked up big time. Sorry but I can't help ya with this one."

-

Suna was on his own.

No matter how much he tried convincing the twins to help him, neither of them agreed. He didn't know how to approach you after what happened. You basically ignored him even during practices, only doing your duties and talking to him when instructed by Kita.

Several days went on yet you were still ignoring him, and to say that Suna was getting fed up was an understatement. Not only were you ignoring him but you were also spending too much time with Atsumu.

Sure, he was aware that you two are bestfriends, but that doesn't mean that it wouldn't turn into something more. After all, Atsumu was a likeable guy. It wouldn't be impossible for you to fall in love with someone like him.

And so, the moment Suna saw Atsumu almost kissing your cheek, he snapped.

With fast strides, he went over to your direction and pulled you away from your bestfriend who only shrugged his shoulders and went on his way as if nothing happened.

Suna stopped when you reached an empty classroom and he immediately shut the door behind him for privacy. "I'm sorry for being rude to you last time," he started.

"You weren't only rude to me, ya know?" you said and averted your gaze from him. "You also rejected me. I know that I haven't directly confessed to you yet but it still hurt. I just assumed that maybe I had a chance since we were close with each other. I'm sorry for-"

"Please, don't," Suna said to cut you off. He stepped closer to you and placed his hands on your shoulders, regret visible on his face. "Don't apologize for liking me."

"But Rin..."

"I don't want you to take it back. I like you too, y/n. So please..." Suna dropped his arms to his sides and rested his forehead on your shoulder before muttering, "Please don't ignore me anymore. I promise I'll love you the way you deserve."

You felt yourself soften at his words and despite how much what he said last time hurt you, you knew that deep inside, your heart belongs to him. You brought your hand up to run your fingertips over Suna's hair before nodding. "I won't ignore you anymore, Rin. You know why?"

He lifted his head up to look at you hopefully. "Because you like me?"

"You guessed right."

The moment you said those words, Suna immediately placed his hand on your jaw, angling your head up to him. "And I like you too."

Not able to hold himself back anymore, Suna leaned down and pressed his lips against yours, your eyes closing as you savored the feeling of finally kissing the man you like.

Iwaizumi Hajime

Iwaizumi is your brother's bestfriend

The first time you saw him was when you were in first grade, him and Tooru being a year older than you

Despite the small age gap, you still grew close with him as most of your time, you spent with Haji watching random movies and playing volleyball

When you entered high school, you only became closer to them

He protected you from bullies and those people who only wanted to use you in order to get closer to your brother

At first, you didn't notice that you were falling for him, thinking that you were just attached to him after being by his side for such a long time

But when you realized that your gazes lingered on him longer, your mind started wondering the feeling of his hand holding yours, and the way your heart fluttered everytime he was close, you knew that you've fallen for him deep

It was a Friday night, both you and Tooru were dressed in your pajamas as you waited in your room for Iwaizumi to finish making the popcorn.

Today, you all scheduled a movie night since this was the only time the three of you are free. Being a third year and a volleyball player at the same time was hard on both your brother and Iwaizumi's time and often times, you had to cancel due to them having an early practice.

Luckily for you, it seemed that their coach finally had mercy and decided to give them a weekend break.

You, on the other hand, had lots of free time in your hand since your workload isn't as heavy as theirs which is why you were always the one who adjusted when it comes to the schedule of your movie marathon night.

"Iwa-chan, gimme the one with more popcorn!" Tooru immediately said as soon as Iwaizumi stepped inside your room, balancing two bowls of popcorn in his hold.

You rolled your eyes at your brother and stood up to help Iwaizumi, purposely showing your brother how you took the one with more popcorn in it. "Sucker," you said, sticking your tongue out at him.

Iwaizumi sighed at your attitude and plopped down beside you which made your heart flutter as always.

When the movie started, you noticed how much the two were so focused on the screen. You felt a little guilty since you were basically the one who suggested the movie yet you were the one who isn't paying attention.

How can you even focus if your crush is literally sitting beside you on your bed?

You could even smell him by how close he is beside you. You were, after all, crushed in between him and your brother, a blanket covering the three of you as you squished yourselves in your bed.

As the movie went on, you felt your eyelids getting heavier. You let out a small yawn and rubbed your eyes, the sound of the people talking on the screen making you feel drowsy instead of stopping you from sleeping.

Iwaizumi, who had noticed the way your head was swaying from side to side, gently took the half empty bowl of popcorn from your hold and wiped your fingers with a baby wipe. He then carefully guided your head to rest on his shoulder before refocusing his attention on the movie.

When you woke up, the room was silent. The television was already turned off and the lamp was already turned on. You looked beside you and noticed that the spaces beside your bed were already empty, reminding you that you must've fallen asleep and Iwaizumi and Tooru must've transfered to their rooms already.

Feeling your throat demanding for some water, you slid off your bed and made your way towards the kitchen. As you grabbed the glass, you almost dropped it upon seeing a reflection of a man behind you.

"You scared me," you whispered into the quietness as you came face to face with your brother's bestfriend.

He chuckled and ruffled your hair before grabbing himself his own glass, eyes staring at you as he downed the water within seconds. "Sorry. I didn't expect you to wake up since you always sleep like a log," he said with a grin.

You lightly smacked his chest, your cheeks heating up as you felt his hard muscles, no doubt the results of playing his sport.

A small growl coming from your stomach suddenly disturbed the silence, Iwaizumi's laugh immediately booming throughout the kitchen as you blushed in embarrassment. "Shut up. I only ate popcorn, you know?"

Shaking his head with a small smile, Iwaizumi pointed at the stool before saying, "Go sit. I'll whip you up something to eat."

You immediately obliged and couldn't stop yourself from smiling as you admired his back while he cooked. "Neh, Haji," you called out.

"Hm?" he hummed, throwing a quick glance at you.

"Do you like someone?"

You knew that asking such question was bold of you, especially when neither of you totally expected it. You didn't even know how the words managed to get out of your lips. All you knew was that if there was a perfect time to confess, it would be now.

After all, with your brother enjoying his time in dream land, nobody would disturb the both of you. It was serene, and you hoped that the outcome would be just as serene as the moment.

"Where's this coming from? Is this your way of trying to confess to me?" Iwaizumi said with a chuckle.

"And what if it is? What are you going to do?" You bit your lower lip anxiously as you waited for his reply.

But instead of embracing you and confessing his feelings too just like you expected, you were greeted with the seriousness of Iwaizumi when he spun around. He walked over to you and and placed the freshly cooked Omirice infront of you.

"Then I'd have to reject you," he answered simply, his voice sounding as if the topic wasn't up for any discussion.

"Why? Is it because I'm Tooru's sibling?" You frowned at him and crossed your arms over your chest. "You know that wouldn't change anything if you date me, right? You'd still be Tooru's bestfriend."

"I already said I'd reject you. That's it, end of discussion." With that, he turned his back on you and made his way out of the kitchen.

But before he can even completely walk out on you, you grabbed his wrist to stop him. "But I like you, Haji. I always have.." You voice seemed tiny all of a sudden and your grip on his wrist tightened instinctively when you felt him removing your grip easily with his free hand.

"I'm sorry but I don't like you, y/n. Now, let go and stop with your delusions because no matter what you do, I'll never like you."

You felt your heart shatter at those words, tears quickly streaming down your cheeks as you watched him walk away, leaving you all alone in the now empty kitchen.

Guess you don't always get what you want, huh?

The rest of the weekend, you did your best avoiding Iwaizumi to make sure that you don't make him uncomfortable. You made sure to stay cooped up in your room until you were certain that Iwaizumi had already left. Heck, you even rejected your brother's offer when he asked if you wanted to go meet up with rest of the boys at the mall.

You knew that Tooru wasn't unaware that something happened since you've never rejected any offer when it comes to shopping. But even if he did, he sure stayed quiet about it and gave you space which you were thankful for.

A week rolled by and Iwaizumi was starting to get antsy. His spikes were not as good and his movements were too sloppy to the point that their coach had to sub him out during one of their practice games.

As he sat on the bench, his mind went back to the time he rejected you. Back then, he was sure that he did the right decision. He was a third year and you were only in your second year. Not only would it seem that he was after some kid, he would also look like an asshole who only befriended Oikawa for his sibling.

But that was before.

Now, he wasn't so sure anymore. He missed your affection towards him and the way you cared for him. He missed how you often visit their practice and give him first his water bottle instead of Tooru. He missed your playful banter and the way you irritate him by simply joining forces with your brother.

Fuck, he missed you.

And the way he only realized it now made it even worse.

Iwaizumi ran his fingers through his hair out of frustration, and when he saw someone handling him a water bottle, he instantly lifted his head up expecting to see you. Except it wasn't you, it was Tooru.

He mumbled a small "Thanks," before sighing evidently, making Tooru raise a questioning eyebrow at him.

"Just what happend between you and y/n?"

Seeing the panic on Iwaizumi's expression, Tooru just rolled his eyes. "Don't even try denying it, Iwa-chan. I'm not that stupid, you know? Y/n's basically isolating themselves inside their room as if they're scared that you might visit anytime and you.. your play sucks that even Makki and Matsun noticed it."

"Didn't have to remind me," Iwaizumi grunted.

"Hmm," Tooru pressed a finger to his chin as if he was thinking, eyes slightly widening as he remembered something. "Is it because they finally confessed to you?"

"How did you-"

"Oh it's simple! I heard my dearest sibling practicing their confession several times before you came last Saturday. I didn't expect them to confess that early though. The confession sounded too plain for my liking," Tooru said with a hum.

Iwaizumi could only look at him with parted lips. How come Tooru seemed unbothered by the thought of you confessing? Wasn't he supposed to act like a protective brother?

Noticing the way Iwaizumi was staring at him, Tooru pouted. "What're you looking at, Iwa-chan? You're not thinking of dating me instead, are you?"

"Dumbass. I'm thinking why you seem too relaxed at the idea of your sibling confessing to me," Iwaizumi said, hitting the back of Tooru's head.

"Eh? Why? Did you expect me to go apeshit on you?" Tooru chuckled. "Don't worry Iwa-chan, I completely approve of you dating them! Just don't try to hurt their feelings or I'll be mad for sure!"

"But I already rejected them." Iwaizumi groaned and rested his head against his palm out of frustration.

Tooru, who seemed to gain sympathy at his partner, patted his back and said, "Then we'll just have to do something about it, don't we?"

-

When you arrived home, the house was eerily quite. The lights were all off making you furrow your eyebrows in confusion. You knew how much Tooru hated coming home with the lights off so you always made sure to leave it on in case you arrive later than him.

"Tooru?" you called out as you switched the lights on. You surveyed the whole living room and kitchen but your brother was nowhere to be found.

Shrugging your shoulders, you went up to your room and almost screamed at the sight of a man sitting on top of your bed, a bouquet of flowers in hand along with a bunny stuffed toy.

"Why do you always have to scare the shit out of me? I swear one of these days, I'll die of heart attack because of you," you scolded as you closed the door behind you. You discarded your bag on the couch and stood in front of Iwaizumi with your arms crossed over your chest. "What's all this about?"

Scratching the back of his head, Iwaizumi spared a quick glance at your wardrobe before sighing. "They're um... They're for you." He handed you the flowers and the bunny, eyes watching you warily as you smelled the pink roses.

You weren't unaware of what was happening. You always witness these kinds of things but since you were still hurt about what he said, you decided that you wouldn't give in to him that easily.

"Thank you," you answered dryly before placing the roses on top of your study desk.

Iwaizumi cannot help but panic because of this. Have you already decided that you no longer like him? What if you already got yourself a boyfriend? His thoughts started running wild inside his head and it was only when you touched his shoulder that he was brought back to the reality.

"Sorry...I," Iwaizumi fisted his hands on his sides before continuing. "I'm sorry for hurting your feelings, y/n. I didn't want to reject you. I actually like you but I got scared. I mean, you're Oikawa Y/n, my bestfriend's sibling. I didn't want you to think that I was only friends with your brother because I like you. In the end, I hurt you and god knows how stupid I am for doing such thing."

By this time, Iwaizumi's eyes were closed, afraid of looking at your reaction. He was even biting his lips and if not for the seriousness of the moment, you would've took a picture of his adorableness.

"I guess an apologizing Haji, is a cute Haji," you said with a smile making his eyes open.

"Shut up," he said shyly with the tips of his ears turning red. "I'm being serious, you know?"

"And I'm being serious as well. I'm not kidding when I said you're being cute right now," you said, continuing to tease him.

"Y/n."

You giggled at the warning in his tone. "Alright, alright. 'm sorry." You took his hand in yours and gave it a small squeeze before lifting your gaze up to him, all signs of goofiness now vanishing from your face and replaced with honesty and admiration. "I like you too, Haji. I still do."

"Shit." Iwaizumi smiled and wrapped his arms around your waist, his strong arms lifting you off the ground out of happiness.

You squealed as you were lifted and you encircled your arms around his neck to cling to him.

"Gosh, Iwa-chan! My sister said she likes you too and the first thing you say is shit?!" Tooru said as he revealed his presence, his hand rubbing his back at the ache for staying too long in the cramped closet.

You gave Iwaizumi a few taps on his back which he immediately understood. He placed you down and grinned as he watched you taking your brother out of your room by pulling at his ear.

"Ouch, y/n-chan! Iwa-chan, help me!"

Iwaizumi just chuckled as the door infront of him slammed shut, the shouts of Tooru as you hit him bringing a sense of satisfaction to Iwaizumi.

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Birthday, Inarazaki style

- Atsumu Miya x Reader/Osamu Miya x Reader/Kita Shinsuke x Reader/Aran Ojiro x Reader/Suna Rintaro x Reader

- NSFW (minors dni)

🦊 When your birthday starts getting close, you remind them that you don't like doing anything big. That you prefer to just stay in bed all day, reading fanfics and enjoying your day off. You do add, of course, that even tho you're not much for parties, you do love gifts. I mean, come on! Who doesn't?? And they're three literal professional volleyball players, a very successful farmer and a business owner. They can afford a gift or two, and you're not picky.

🦊Your relationship with the former Inarazaki volleyball team has always been... hard to explain. You wouldn't say your friends... because you've done stuff with them that friends don't really do. You wouldn't say your dating with all of them at the same time either because... is that even alright? To be dating five boys at the same time? So you always settle for saying that you've been very close to them since you were their manager, back in the high school days.

"So if you're not dating any of them, why won't you let me find you a date?" your bestfriend from work asks you every time.

You always chuckle, and never tell her about how the boys have made sure to convince you not to see anyone but them. Multiple times. In multiple places "I'm just fine by myself "

Monday with Aran

🦊 When the week of your birthday starts, you decide to just surrender and follow their plans. You're highly suspicious about them having a secret chat group to plan everything they do, but it's not like you can prove it.

🦊 Monday comes, and you meet Aran at your door. He always greets you with a hug, and god how you love his cologne.

🦊Your hand is so tiny in his, as he leads you out into the street to your favorite coffee shop. You never stop being amazed at how easily Aran memorized each and every one of your favorite things.

🦊 He tells you about how he's doing, and patiently listens to you rant about work and life in general, because he's just such a good listener and gives the best advices ever. He also cleans the corner of your mouth with his napking after you finish your coffee, and holds your hand over the table the whole time.

🦊You take a stroll after, and only come back home when the sun is setting down, and you've had his jacket over your shoulders for a couple of hours.

🦊He insists on cooking, and the two of you put some music on while he shows you a new recipe he found online, spoon feeding you from time to time so you can give him your opinion, always kissing you after.

🦊The meal turns out to be delicious, and you compliment the chef by dragging him to your bedroom, just to show him how grateful you are.

🦊 Aran loves to make love to you on your side, one of your legs over his hips, a hand rubbing your clit and the other one holding your head, while his lips leave hot kisses all over your neck. It's slow and sensual until it's not anymore, and his thrusts become hard and fast, the hand previously holding your head moving to pinch your right nipple.

"Cum with me, come on" he whispers in your ear, and you mewl "I know you can do it. Do it for me, beautiful"

🦊 After he makes you cum a couple of times— and even joins you in the shower for another round— you fall asleep content in his arms. He's the best to cuddle in bed.

Tuesday with Kita

🦊He's early on your front door, always insisting on knocking, as Aran does, even tho you gave all them a spare key.

🦊You're surprised to not find Aran beside you, but you just assume he decided to leave early, so you could have more time with Kita. He does leaves you a note on the pillow, saying he had a great time and that he can't wait to see you again. You kiss it and put it in your bedside table.

🦊Kita makes you breakfast, and you eat so much you almost can't move after. He only chuckles, pleased with himself, and doesn't seems to mind waiting for you while you take a shower and get dressed.

🦊 He takes you to have a day on his farm in Hyogo, and you spend the whole ride there messing with his radio and squealing excitedly when you find a song you like. He leans to kiss you in every stop at a traffic light, and you end up playing with his hair and putting your head on his shoulder by the time you're almost there.

🦊 He shows you around, and you love the sight and the fresh air— and the fact that this far away from the city everything seems much more beautiful.

🦊 You share a bowl of fruits with his grandma, both of you sitting down on the backyard— enjoying the sun and the gentle breeze. Both of them insist on cooking for you after, and the sense of family you feel when you share their table makes you a bit emotional. You definitely tear up when his grandma brings out a pie she made just for you, and you discover is one of your favorites.

🦊She leaves you two alone soon after, retiring for the day, and you go back to sit down by the backyard with Kita, your head on his shoulder, to watch the stars that shine so bright on the countryside.

🦊 Between whispers and stolen caresses, none of you can't actually wait to reach the bedroom, and so you sit on top of him, sinking into his cock with your eyes closed and your head thrown back. It always makes you feel so hot how the always collected Kita loses himself when he's inside you, and you enjoy how his hands roam your body, and his lips trail down your neck until they reach your nipples, and he latches onto one of them, his fingers making sure to pay attention to the other. You try to contain your moans— since you're outdoors and someone could actually see you, but it's an impossible mission with Kita's punishing pace, and his tongue laping your tits non stop.

"Please... Shinsuke" you whisper, dragging his head up to kiss him when you feel your climax approaching.

"Fuck— just... just like that" he says, eyes closed and totally lost in the moment.

🦊 He takes you on his arms and carries you to bed after, and you joke about feeling like a princess everytime he does something like that. He kisses your forehead and tells you that you are, before you close your eyes and fall asleep holding his hand.

Wednesday with Osamu.

🦊 Kita drives you back to your place in the early morning, and you arrive in time to see Osamu waiting for you on the door.

🦊 He gives you a long wet kiss on the lips and then two on each cheek, before telling you to go change and be ready as quickly as possible.

🦊 He takes you down to the sea on his car, and even tho is not exactly beach season, and the water is cold as hell, you two still enjoy walking hand in hand for a bit, toes digging on the sand, while he tells you about his restaurant and you ask about what new dishes he has in mind.

🦊 You go back to the city when the sun is almost setting, after splashing water into each other and falling down on the sand, breathless, just to kiss while laughing.

🦊 He closed the restaurant to the public, and has everything set up to be just you and him. He also has a dress ready for you, and you change while he starts cooking, soon joining him because you just love to watch him in the kitchen.

🦊 The food is as delicious as always, and after you're done and Osamu has put the dishes aside, he makes you sit on the table, parting your legs to kneel in front of you.

"It's my turn to eat dessert" he tells you, biting down on your tight hard enough to leave a mark.

🦊He's always been the best at eating you out, and soon you're laying back, eyes unfocused and hands holding on his hair for dear life, as his tongue laps at your clit and three of his fingers stretch you out. When he moans around you, incapable of hiding how turned on he is by having you at his complete mercy, the sound goes straight to your core, and you end up squirting all over his face— him greedily drinking everything you have to give him. He fucks you right after— short, desperate thrusts, his hands leaving red imprints on your hips. When he cums, you can't help but follow right after, the pression on your clit helping you get there once more.

🦊 You fall asleep on the ride back home, and he helps you up the stairs and hugs you from behind in bed, happy to sleep with his face on your hair.

Thursday with Suna

🦊 Osamu takes too long to leave your appartment on purpose, just to annoy Suna, that glares at him until he disappears down the stairs.

🦊 You know Suna is the most possessive of them all, rivaling only with the overly jealous Atsumu, and so it's not a surprise that he closes the door behind his back and practically jumps you, fucking your mouth on the couch while he records you with his phone.

"Say you like it" he orders you, groaning, and you can see the hand holding the phone shake slightly "Say it, or you won't get to cum today"

"I really like it" you mewl, lapping at his balls, and caressing his cock with one of your hands.

"Not like that. You know how to, kitty"

"I really like your cock, Rin"

"Make sure to swallow it all"

🦊 He takes you shopping afterwards, trailing behind you and discretely taking picture of you when you're not paying attention, because he loves how you look when you're happy and carefree. You stop multiple times to ask if it's okay to spend so much money, and he always shrugs and tells you not worry about.

🦊 It's in the changing room of the last shop you visit where he fucks you, covering your mouth with one of his large hands, the other one holding your leg up. The fear of being found only makes you cum even harder, Suna following you soon after.

🦊 You order some take out back at your house, all your shopping bags scattered around the living room, and the two of you fall asleep holding each other on the couch.

Friday with Atsumu

🦊 He's definitely upset when is Suna who opens the door, smirking at his pissed expresion. You're stretching your arms over your head and still half asleep when he comes barreling down towards you, kissing you with all his force.

🦊He insist that you take a shower, and he also insists on making you company, bending you down and fucking you from behind, the water running over your bodies.

🦊He takes you to the movies after that, and neither of you pay attention to the film, his hand below your dress the whole time. It happens again when you take a walk around the carnival fair near the port, and he insists on fingering you in the middle of the crowd watching some outdoor concert. Then once more on his car on the way back, when he asks you to pull his cock free and play with it.

🦊 You stumble into the appartment, with Atsumu kissing you hungrily, and your keys and purse end up in the ground, joining the trail of clothing the two of you leave behind in your way to the bedroom.

"I'm goin' to have you in every surface of this room, do ya get me?" he tells you, and you slowly nod.

"What's gotten into you?"

"What's gotten into me? They left me last" he complains, forcefully turning you around and sinking into you "You know how crazy I've been goin' all week, knowin' they got to be with you first?"

A loud smack reverberates around the silent bedroom, and you moan at the feeling of Atsumu's hand spanking your ass "'Tsumu!"

"You're such a slut" he says, spanking you again, and watching in awe as your tender skin turns red "I bet you enjoyed having them inside you"

"Please..." you plead, and your answer is another spank. The stinging brings tears to your eyes.

"Did you? Did you enjoy it?"

"I did! I loved having them inside me!" you scream, and Atsumu's thrusts become even more brutal.

"Fuck...— yeah you did"

He turns you back around, falling in top of you to kiss you, his tongue coaxing yours to play. The sweet relief of the cold sheets against your ass is a blessing, and you open your eyes to watch him lean back, and eyeing your left tight with a frown.

His hips come to a stop "Who's bite is that?" he asks.

"That's..."

"I made you a question"

You gulp, desperately wanting him to start moving again "It's your brother's"

His answering grin is a dangerous one "Well... we can't have that now, can we?"

🦊 By the time you're done, you're covered in love marks all over, and your body hurts in that sweet way it always does after some very good sex. Atsumu falls asleep curled by your side, and you soon follow him to the land of dreams.

🦊The day of your birthday, you come home after having coffee with a friend to find your appartment filled with flowers and balloons, the guys waiting around for you to arrive, your kitchen table full of presents.

"Guys!" you say, hugging Kita, who's the closest to you. Behind you, you hear one of then closing the door "This looks amazing!"

"Well, not everyday you turn twenty two" Aran explains with a smile.

You laugh, feeling so happy that you could die "And what are we doing today?"

The whole atmosphere of the room changes in a second.

"We'll be doin' some stuff to you, yeah" Osamu says, and you jump when Atsumu's arms snake around your waist from behind.

"Babe, this night you won't be sleeping"

🧣 RED Love Story Collection

Part XII - Next is Forever Winter

#atsumu miya x you #atsumu miya x reader #atsumu miya x female reader #atsumu miya x y/n #atsumu miya #msby atsumu #osamu miya x female reader #osamu miya x reader #osamu miya x y/n #osamu miya x you #suna rintaro x y/n #suna rintaro x you #suna rintaro x reader #kita shinsuke x reader #kita shinsuke x you #aran ojiro x reader #inarazaki #inarazaki x reader #haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #reverse harem #haikyuu smut #atsumu smut #osamu smut #suna smut #haikyuu smau #atsumu smau #osamu smau #suna smau #based on a taylor swift song

[sophiashortcake]

Hiii! Can I request for Atsumu, Iwaizumi, Bokuto, Oikawa and Osamu? Uh.. like.. they finally realized that they fall in love with their bestfriend.. or if you want to change it, you can! Hehe thank youuu 🙈❤

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲’𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝

includes miya atsumu, iwaizumi hajime, bokuto koutarou, oikawa tooru, & miya osamu

*·˚ ༘♡ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: miya atsumu x reader, iwaizumi hajime x reader, bokuto koutarou x reader, oikawa tooru x reader, miya osamu x reader (gender neutral!)

*·˚ ༘♡ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: thank you for requesting! this was really fun to write! especially osamu’s :)

*·˚ ༘♡ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none, unless you count emotions 🤢🤮

*·˚ ༘♡ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff, angst (if you squint)

— 𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐮

atsumu realizes he’s in love with you when he can put down his pride for you and realize he’s wrong.

you’re always there to put him into place when he’s being especially hotheaded, and he’s willing to listen.

the fact that even osamu can’t call him out yet and you can shows that he values what you think, he values you.

; ·˚ ༘♡ ·˚-; ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ♡* ੈ‧₊˚ -; ₊˚.༄ ༘-

“i can’t believe you sometimes! this is a team, i don’t care if you went to the national youth camp, you can’t just pretend you’re the only player on the court!” you scolded, hands clamped on your hips. the setter just shamefully stared at his shoes, his cheeks burning in embarrassment.

“go apologize to your teammates!” you hissed, pointing towards the team, who was standing off from the side of you two. (who were honestly too terrified to intervene.)

atsumu turned to his fellow teammates, uttering a quick “sorry” through gritted teeth.

“you would think the hair bleach got to his brain sometimes,” you sighed, before walking off to continue your activities as manager.

“i’ve never seen somebody put you in your place like that,” aran commented wide-eyed, “not even osamu can get ya to apologize like that.” osamu hummed in agreement.

“i just listen to y/n,” atsumu shrugged, before walking away to collect his things from the locker room.

bounding away with his hands stuck in his pockets, atsumu thought about your scolding. your words could sear through atsumu’s pride, and smack him upside the head and make his brain rattle. atsumu listens to no one, not his coaches, not even his own brother, but he listens to you.

he listens because he loves you.

— 𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

iwaizumi realizes he’s in love with you when he doesn’t have to be strong infront of you.

it’s exhausting to constantly be strong, and sometimes it’s too much.

once you see his resolve crumble, you know he’s given you not only his trust, but his love too.

; ·˚ ༘♡ ·˚-; ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ♡* ੈ‧₊˚ -; ₊˚.༄ ༘-

“iwa?” you called, turning your head over to the boy walking alongside you.

“what is it?” he hummed, keeping his icy stare ahead as the two of you walked home.

“are you upset about the game today?”

iwaizumi flinched as his steps grew to a halt. was he that transparent? iwaizumi wore his heart on his sleeve more than he cared to admit.

the game against karasuno left him bitter, how could he call himself an ace? how could he hold his team, his best friend, back? they could’ve made it to nationals had it not been for his plays today. maybe if he had just spiked through a few more of their blocks, or dedicated more time to practicing-

iwaizumi felt your arms wrap around him, bringing him close to you, as you whispered to him, “you did your best today, hajime.”

iwaizumi dropped his forehead to your shoulder as he let you hold him. you felt his body begin to shake, as he let out his frustrations from today flood out. iwaizumi has never cried infront of somebody before, but he was okay to let you be the first.

“i’m proud of you,” you muttered into his hair.

for once, iwaizumi wasn’t scared to be weak infront of someone.

— 𝐛𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮

he realizes he’s in love with you when he realizes he doesn’t look towards his team when he makes the winning spike, he looks for you.

he doesn't need the validation from his teammates as much as he needs you to look at him with adoring eyes that makes him know he made you proud.

and he’ll always work and play hard just so you can keep looking at him like that.

; ·˚ ༘♡ ·˚-; ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ♡* ੈ‧₊˚ -; ₊˚.༄ ༘-

“great job, bokuto!” his coach bellows, clapping him on the back.

“you did exceptionally well today,” his teacher echoed, nodding along with his coach.

recently, immediately after every practice or game, bokuto would dash to coach’s bench where you and the other managers. he didn’t know why, but it was an instinctive move that he had to come see you and hear what you had to say about him.

“thank you!” he exclaimed, before his eyes fell to you, waiting for your comment.

“you were amazing today, bokuto!” you grinned, handing him his water bottle and towel. “i’m proud of you.”

he couldn’t help the wide smile that erupted on his face when your eyes shone with pride. you patted his chest before going to hand out the rest of the waters and towels.

“you’re like a puppy who’s trying to make their owner proud,” konoha quipped, walking over to bokuto alongside akaashi. “why’s that?”

“i just like seeing y/n happy because of me!”

but deep down, he knew it was because he loved you and the way you looked at him, and he wouldn’t trade that look for the world.

— 𝐨𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐮

oikawa realizes he’s in love with you when you tell him he doesn’t have to be perfect.

no, he doesn’t have to be the perfect setter, captain, or friend. he’s oikawa, and that’s enough.

if you want him the way he is, he’s yours to keep.

; ·˚ ༘♡ ·˚-; ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ♡* ੈ‧₊˚ -; ₊˚.༄ ༘-

“oikawa? are you in here?” you called, pulling open the gym door.

of course he was in here, you could tell from the fluorescent lights shining through the windows, and you could hear the squeaking of shoes on the court floors with the aggressive bounce of volleyballs echoing after.

you were greeted with oikawa panting as he clutched a volleyball, sheened with sweat as balls littered the gym floor. it wasn’t a suprise that he was practicing late again.

“what are you doing here, y/n?” oikawa grinned. you nearly popped a vein at his act to play innocent.

“cut the bullshit, ‘kawa,” you sighed, rolling your eyes, “you know why i’m here.”

“because you’re my loving friend who wants to help me practice some more?”

“no, dumbass! i’m here to take you home before you tear your other knee too!” you scolded, coming up to whack him on the head.

you inspected the dozens of volleyballs scattered across the floor. just how long was he practicing his serves for? it was nearly midnight. you sighed, “you don’t have to practice constantly you know.”

“i know,” he muttered, “i just want my serve to be perfect.”

“you don’t have to be perfect, you just have to be oikawa,” you replied. “that’s more than enough for me.”

oikawa’s grip on the ball loosened as he let his joints relax for the first time that night. it was the first time in a long time that somebody didn’t want oikawa, the setter, or the captain, or the great king, somebody wanted him.

if oikawa was enough for you, maybe it was okay he couldn’t be perfect.

he turned to you, “help me clean up, yeah?”

— 𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮

osamu realizes he’s in love with you when he’s cooking for you.

he realizes it when he’s taking account for what your favorite food is, your favorite flavors, your allergies, etc.

he always cooks for people he cares for, and makes sure that they’re always well fed, and you’re no exception to that.

asian grandma move honestly

but he doesn’t even realize it himself actually, atsumu has to be the one to bring it up one night at dinner.

; ·˚ ༘♡ ·˚-; ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ♡* ੈ‧₊˚ -; ₊˚.༄ ༘-

“why’d ya make ebi mayo onigiri? i wanted tuna mayo!” atsumu whined from behind osamu, who was carefully molding the rice into their respective shapes.

“because they’re y/n’s favorite,” osamu hummed, as he folded the nori over the rice.

“oh, is y/n coming for dinner?” atsumu replied, snatching up an onigiri from the plate besides osamu. so much for wanting tuna.

osamu paused, you weren’t. so why was he making your favorite food? why did he go through trouble of buying all the ingredients, preparing, and cooking if you weren’t even there to eat it?

“hey! earth to ‘samu!” atsumu called, his mouth full with rice.

osamu snapped out of his daze. he had zoned out long enough for the rice to start sticking to his skin, “huh?”

“i asked if y/n was coming?”

“no, they aren’t.”

“then why the hell are you making ebi mayo for? god, it’s like yer in love with them or something!” atsumu exclaimed while munching away. he walked out of the kitchen grumbling about his lost tuna mayo onigiri.

oh, so that’s why.

osamu was in love with you.

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hello ! plz chuuya nakahara with a shy, and kind russian ada s/o(she's the bestfriend of dazai) , she has long soft light blond hair(almost like platinum), a very pale skin and purple eyes thank chuu ! 🇷🇺💖

Chuuya x kind Russian reader

a/n: Hi ! I really love Russian people so much and in love with your accent ahahha Seeing someone writing to me from Russia made me so happy.Sending love from Turkey to you and your country, i hope you like it 🥰🥰

Requests are open, if you want me to write something, just let me know 😊

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: none

The weather was sunny, it was a beautiful day. It was quite hot but not annoying. When you came to Japan from your country, you were very happy because you longed for such hot days, you were enjoying the sun.

You came to Japan to see your best friend. Your best friend, whom you met in a suicide attempt in the city where you came to study at university 2 years ago...

Osamu Dazai...

He was a strange man, but you loved him very much. You didn't have the ability like him, but he taught you to protect yourself, though you didn't have to be afraid of anything when he was around.

It was another day when Dazai talked about his futile suicide attempts and stupid flirt tactics. Moreover, he did not neglect to annoy you. You were laughing at most of them, but he was talking too much.

You were generally pretty sweet and calm, but when you were with Dazai, you didn't need to be so polite.

"Osamu, if you keep talking about any more stupid suicide attempts, I'm going to kill you"

Dazai walked in front of you with a smile and looked at you and started walking towards you without looking back.

"Ah, 'y/n' chan, I always knew you were such a kind hearted person."

You rolled your eyes and chuckled.

Just then, you looked at him in shock when Dazai carelessly bumped into someone while walking on the beach. Both men had fallen to the ground, you immediately bent over them and extended your hand.

"Hey! Are you okay? Um... how about you sir?"

They both got up from the ground grumbling, shaking themselves, and the man they bumped into started shouting.

"You waste of bandages! Look ahead! And what are you doing here!"

You looked at the man in the hat shouting in surprise and were even more surprised to see Dazai laughing

"Chuuya, you should know that the beaches are open to everyone. Besides, you were the one who hit me"

"What?"

Is it Chuuya? This was the man Dazai kept talking about. He was the Nakahara Chuuya he hated so much. They were so focused on their fight with each other that they forgot about you.

After yelling at each other for a while and even grabbing Chuuya Dazai's collar, you quickly jumped in.

"Mr. Nakahara, please forgive Dazai. He's just… oh never mind, we're just apologizing. Please let us go"

You knew Chuuya was a mafia, you were a little scared of him and he looked very angry right now.

Chuuya looked at the blond-haired, pale-skinned, purple-eyed young girl beside him who was calling out to him and calmed down.

Her voice was so gentle and peaceful that even his hatred for Dazai wasn't enough to kill him this time.

Chuuya let go of his collar and put his hands in his pockets. He muttered to himself.

"What could such a beautiful and sweet woman do with Dazai? God, this bastard is so lucky."

A few steps were taken and he called out

"Oi, stupid Dazai. You finally found a beautiful woman to commit suicide with you, congratulations."

Dazai laughed and shook his head as your cheeks turned red at Chuuya's words.

"'Y/n' is a friend who is too precious to let her die with me, but you can die if you want to"

Chuuya rolled his eyes as he continued walking and turned around to give you one last look.

You were still looking at him, confused by what was going on.

"Hey Dazai, he's not like you're talking about at all."

Dazai smiled and put his arm around your shoulder

"I know, dumber.."

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