#osamu miya x reader
YOU KNOW WHAT⁉️THESE CHEATING ANGST THAT I’VE BEEN READING LITERALLY AFFECTED ME MENTALLY–I COULDN’T EVEN VIEW MYSELF BEING WITH MY FAVES ANYMORE BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE THEY’RE GONNA CHEAT ON ME AND I WOULDN’T BLAME THEM i literally read angst to motivate myself that i deserve better but now im in a slump of insecurity and WRATH
i think seeing an y/n who knows they deserve better and put their cheating partners on their places WOULD HELP so pls recommend some shawtys ☝️
When The Jock
Fell In Love With A Nerd
Osamu X Reader
Warnings: Unplanned pregnancy, rejection, mental abuse, confusion in relationships, Smut, Unplanned Pregnancy, Depression, separation in family, twin brother’s are a pain, A baby daddy, A baby momma, idiotic decisions, regret in the past.
Chapter 1: Totally Different
I sat on I desk writing in my notebook fixing the agenda thinking about mid term finals.
“I just need this last part with this piece of information and I’ll turn it in for a presentation.”
“Finally then I’ll be at ea-”
I closed my eyes relaxing for a bit and stared at a poster of my favorite American singer after all I am a foreigner.
“Sigh, I have a headache.”
I closed my eyes dozing off for a bit the lack of sleep finally taking over.
When all of a sudden I head in living room and English song being sound louder than life and more awful than a squealing dying pig.
“Oh my gosh.”
I got up rushing into the hallway and into the room across me while the music blasted.
She looked at me smiling dancing and she seemed to be wearing a man’s shirt.
“Hey! Katherine! I know we’re American but we don’t have to act like they do in the movies! Now shush I’m trying to work on my essay presentation aka Mid final!”
“Sorry about that but you won’t believe what happened last night..”
I sighed annoyed when I noticed something on the ground and it wasn’t just anything.
“Oh my gosh is that a condom full of cum on the ground?!”
She pouts then puffed her cheeks.
“We where to tired plus it’s not like I expect the poor guy to stay a forever virgin.”
“I don’t expect a virgin like you to understand.”
I froze turning away annoyed and slightly embarrassed.
“Oh shut up.”
“In fact (Y/N) I’ll have you know I took his virginity last night! I was hot guy’s first time!!! He totally gives fuckboy vibes I mean he’s on the basket ball team for my college! By the way it was huge!
Katherine drooled lost in thought.
“The way he pushed in and groa-”
“ENOUGH!”
I pinched the bridge of my nose.
“Shut up I don’t want to hear this anymore or I’m gonna be sick.”
“What! It was good sex!”
I cringed.
“You’re both disgusting since you just left a condom on the ground now please shut up and let me work in piece. Now clean your disgusting mess up!”
I turned around heading to my room and heard the cheering of my sister practicing her routines since she was a popular cheerleader.
Sigh I put headphones on trying to ignore her and felt better.
“All done.”
I turned in the assignment before I had second thoughts and look at the time.
“It’s time to go to school.”
I grabbed my uniform from the closet putting on then walked to the living room.
“Katherine aren’t you going to school today?”
She looked at me.
“Yeah after all I am a college student!”
I rolled my eyes.
(What you mean by only going to school to flirt with jocks and cheer like you’re still in high school.)
“Yeah are you ready to go?”
I nodded.
“I wouldn’t be asking you if I was.”
“You’re not wearing your brown hair wig?”
I nodded.
“I’m gonna be late fixing it up.”
“I don’t see why you don’t just dye your hair.”
I glared.
“So do I need to remind you I have to no time for that stuff.”
“Right, By the way did you hear mom say she was gonna come home today?”
“Whatever, what happened last time she said she was coming back then at the last minute a business trip she didn’t even bother coming home for one measly day.”
“Are you crying?!”
She asked me.
“Shut up no I’m not!”
I felt tears slip through eyes before breaking down.
“She’s the worst I won’t even bother about dad.”
“All he does is work! Why?!”
She got up and hugged me.
“Uh what are you doing?”
“Hugging my little sister you could use it you seem so down lately I guess you’re hitting your breaking point”
“Oh whatever let’s get going.”
She smiled while I kept my frown.
(You and me are totally different you know that.)
To Be Continued
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Osamu X Reader
Warnings: Unplanned pregnancy, rejection, mental abuse, confusion in relationships, Smut, Unplanned Pregnancy, Depression, separation in family, twin brother’s are a pain, A baby daddy, A baby momma, idiotic decisions, regret in the past.
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Don’t do it everyone knows he isn’t real when I comes to relationships
He all fuck but no love..
Some can even say he’s worse than his brother
(Y/N) (L/N) is determined to get into a top university to achieve her goals. She is and organised second year student. She was the perfect student. What could go wrong?
Nothing of course is what one would say however when the long overdue consequences of a decision that was made finally blew up in a big surprise.
A screaming bloody small human popped out..
W-What happened (Y/N).. Why didn’t you tell me?
I didn’t know that thing was inside my body.
What now?
She refused to looked at the small child instead felt a sense of dread filled with pain from just apparently going into labor.
How did this happen?
She didn’t even have a stomach to indicate she was pregnant.
“I don’t want that thing near me! I’ll never love that disgusting abomination. A mistake that should have never existed.”
I’ll never be a mother to it.
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Revenge So Sweet
Atsumu X Reader
Warning: Smut, fool’s in love, unrequited love, Drugs, Best friends, heartbreak, Betrayal, Atsumu is a traitor, Childhood friends, Heart Break, False Accusations, Mafia.
Chapter 1: My Story
This is my story that I come to tell you..
That of a false man and his deadly deception.
All my life I gave him without asking..
However, I ended up behind bars for 15 years in this dark cold place..
In this place alone and unable to pursue the future I wanted…
Little by little discovering the horrible truth..
My soul has been filled with bitter loneliness..
You are the snake that poisoned me.. I come with sweet words of love.. The same one that you used in that performance..
My bloodshot eyes from crying so much.
In tears you tore my heart and mind filling me with madness!
Tremble! Why did your lack of consideration arrive
You stole all my illusions and dreams burning them in flames
Your mind only knows of betrayal
You are the toxic man that poisoned me
I come with sweet words of love
The same one that you used in that performance.
From a loving, dauntless and honest man
That only in your twisted mind existed
That man who was your disguise
Now it’s time..
Look tremble because the return of everything you stole from me has arrived
As soon as I can.
I will give you my revenge Atsumu Miya..
You believed yourself and even dead you believed me to be out losing the game you think you’re safe it’s your turn.
no one is going to save you because I came to destroy you
Since my conviction I thought daily
Very often I dreamed of having you
Because for love all one day I lost it all because of your deception of false love
But I come renewed just to see you suffer
He told you I’m miserable rotting here haha I’m going to see you suffer yet you feel not one ounce of guilt instead you’re showering in fame and fortune you think you’re safe?
Don’t make me laugh..
Tremble because the poisonous madness you’ve created in me has arrived
You stole all my illusion and dreams my hard work doesn’t he drain all because of you.. False love and deception
Your mind only knows of betrayal
I come with those sweet words you gave me of faso love and deception
The same ones that you used in that performance
Of a brave, lovable and determined man
That only in your twisted mind existed
Tremble because my gift of revenge has arrived
You stole all my dreams
Your mind only knows of betrayal
Those sick twisted lies you gave me will come back in a form so sweet and full of love..
False love full of deception.
I’ve come for you Atsumu..
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On Hold
Atsumu X Reader
Warning: Smut, fool’s in love, unrequited love, Drugs, Best friends, heartbreak, Betrayal, Atsumu is a traitor, Childhood friends, Heart Break, False Accusations.
This is my story that I come to tell you..
That of a false man and his deadly deception.
All my life I gave him without asking..
However, I ended up behind bars for 15 years in this dark cold place..
In this place alone and unable to pursue the future I wanted.
Little by little discovering the horrible truth..
You are the snake that poisoned me..
I come with sweet words of love..
The same one that you used in that performance..
From a loving, dauntless and honest man..
That only in Miya Atsumu’s twisted mind existed..
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2. Here I Am
3. The Man I Loved
4. 18 Years Ago
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Was He Really Bored?
Atsumu X Reader Angst
Here is Part 1
It’s annoying how Atsumu always gets to be the one to hurt (Y/N) first well how about we turn things around huh?
Exactly 11 months and 24 days.
Since Atsumu hadn’t heard from his ex fiancé.
Yes he had been counting and honestly he felt hurt that she didn’t even try to once get in contact with him.
He took his phone out still having her contact which he couldn’t bring himself to delete
He looked at Sana his ex fiancé’s former best friend.
“Tsumu what’s wrong?”
“Nothing I’m just a tad bit confused at the fact that (Y/N) hasn’t done anything to get in between us.”
“Were you expecting her to?”
He nodded.
“She was so in love with me so I figu-”
“Pfft.”
He looked at her a bit confused.
(Did she really just laugh?)
“Sorry I didn’t mean to laugh it’s just she’s to slow and weak to even think about that.”
(Not that she would in fact she planned everything behind your back idiot)
Atsumu frowned.
“She isn’t weak.”
(Oh I know you fool)
Sana knew and couldn’t help but laugh at the pathetic love sick former fuck boy.
“Forget about her Instead let’s go get some cake since it’s our anniversary!”
“Cake?”
Yeah silly!
“Chocolate cake your favorite!”
She didn’t know that chocolate cake was his least favorite.
(Y/N) knew.
In fact she probably knew him more than anyone.
Wait why was he thinking about the woman he abandoned who he didn’t love anymore?
She was so madly in love with him that he got bored and when her appearance began to change she was even less appealing.
He knows he doesn’t regret cheating on that ugly woman
However deep down he knew he fucked up bad.
He’s just been waiting for her to come back to him saving him from his regret and false love.
He’s gonna wait for the woman he loves and will continue to love.
That was his secret.
A secret he tried pushing at the back of his head to he could be happy with sana but the thought kept growing little by little.
Meanwhile
“Samu look how cute he is.”
They stared at the little boy with light grey eyes and (H/C).
He was a complete mixture of his parents.
“Aboo.”
“He’s absolutely the cutest thing ever samu.”
“Of course darlin’ he’s our son.”
He looked at the little boy in the stroller who gave his father with a toothless smile.
“Hey bub how are ya today?”
Osamu kissed his son’s cheek then then stared at the (H/C) woman who he loved more than anything.
“I love ya (Y/N).”
He kissed her.
This was their secret.
Unknown to them a pair of eyes stared in disbelief and confusion.
“This is a joke right?”
He said shocked as he stared at his twin brother and ex fiancé kissing.
“(Y/N) and Samu?”
What shocked him more than anything was the baby in his brother’s arms.
How could they do this? No there must be a reason for this
He thought then glared.
“She’s using him because he looks like me is she that obsessed with me?”
“The brat can’t be mine because I hadn’t slept with her in over 9 months before we split up 11 months ago since I was with Sana.”
Yet the kid resembled him and his twin brother.
However when he saw the brats eyes he instantly knew that wasn’t his or just some random fling she probably tried to sleep with to make him jealous oh how he wished that could be it.
But to his horror.
The little boy had all to familiar grey unique eyes.
“My own twin brother..”
He turned around to shocked and heartbroken.
“She was pregnant when I left her wasn’t she..”
“That’s why she was getting big.”
Her mood swings and everything about her that was changing was this.
He couldn’t believe that the reason was because the child of his twin brother grew inside her.
He turned to glance at her and noticed her grin and smile
“One that she never gave me.”
Flashback
“I love ya (Y/N) will ya marry me?”
He said nervously and full of courage since the previous pep talk he had with his brother hours earlier.
She smiled but now unlike back then that smile seemed cold and fake compared to this one.
“I will!”
He grinned hugging her without realizing the frown she held staring at his twin brother who looked shattered and in pain.
They both were madly in love with eachother and atsumu was a drunken mistake he was the one in the way.
She never had eyes for him.
This was her secret.
Wasn’t she the one who was supposed to be in this situation? Wasn’t she the one who was supposed to hurt all those night she refused him and avoided his affection
Sana was his way of showing how desperately he wanted the (H/C) girl to notice and realize she truly loves him.
So why was she holding a child that resembles her and his twin brother.
“Maybe it was a mistake?!! No she wouldn’t be so happy.”
Come to think of it…
She never said I love you first.
Atsumu felt disgusted.
How many times had she brought his own brother and fucked him in the room that was supposed to be his and (Y/N)’s.
“How could she…”
The worst was to think all those times he asked Osamu for advice and telling him how much she meant to him only to realize his own twin brother who he trusted was fucking her behind his back..
That was his twin brother’s secret.
Another wave of pain hit him when he realized Sana was in on it to..
What did he do to deserve this?
All those flings he had including sana weren’t as big as this.
That was supposed to be him and her..
The child was supposed to have honey brown eyes and belonged to him and her… He was supposed to be his own child not his twin brothers brat.
When The Jock Fell For The Nerd
Osamu X Reader
Warnings: Unplanned pregnancy, rejection, mental abuse, confusion in relationships, Smut, Unplanned Pregnancy, Depression, separation in family, twin brother’s are a pain, A baby daddy, A baby momma, idiotic decisions, regret in the past.
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Chapter 5: I Don’t Want It
“You’re ok sis!”
My sister said in English while my mom stood next to me with a worried expression and a bit confused.
W-What happened..”
You just had a baby so just rest ok?”
My mom said patting my head.
“Take a good rest alright we’ll talk about this later then you can meet her..”
“No I didn’t have a baby! That thing isn’t mine!”
Before I could say anything else everything went black.
I slowly opened my eyes looking at the unfamiliar surroundings realizing that I was in a hospital gown feeling numb from the east down but I’ll take this over that horrible stomach ache.
“You’re up daring.”
“Mom?”
She held a small bundle in her arms walking closer.
“I didn’t know I was pregnant mom.. I mean it I promise I never wanted this! Don’t be mad please.”
My mom didn’t take her eyes off the small bundle all she did was smile softly and then looked at me.
“Mom?”
“Here (Y/N) look it’s your daughter congratulations on becoming a mom to a baby girl.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
“No way in hell.”
I turned around not facing her and that thing.
“I don’t want it.”
My mom frowned.
“Don’t say that she’s your daughter.”
(You must be joking,)
“I don’t want that thing near me! Get it the hell away from me.”
As on the cue the baby cried while my mother frowned staring into the child’s eyes glistening with tears.
“WAAAAAH”
“Shut it up! Bad enough I have to deal with pain all over.”
I sighed annoyed.
“WAAAAAAAAH”
“Why won’t it stop crying ugh!”
I turned around sitting up while my mom tried to calm the infant down .
“Well you were out for about a day and your daughter she’s hungry and has to eat (Y/N) so you have to breast feed her.”
“What? Then Feed her!”
“Sigh, I’m not the mom you are.”
“Don’t say that! I will have that creature latch onto my boob!”
My mom rolled her eyes setting the baby on the bassinet and called the nurse.
A nurse walked in with a baby bottle.
“Then we’ll have no choice but to feed her with powdered milk since her mother’s breast milk is off limits.”
“Wait a minute.”
“You’re not feeding her that it gave me a rash as a baby. Won’t that be passed onto her?”
“It’s a possibility.”
I sighed.
“Fine I’ll feed her but use the breast pumper I don’t want to breast feed her.”
I nurse nodded.
….
“(Y/N) you’re awake!”
“Another headache.”
I mumbled.
“I brought food since hospital food is disgusting plus it’s your favorite!”
She set the food down then nothing the bundle is our moms arms.
“She’s not crying today and super calm!”
My sister squealed excitedly rushing noticing the little baby with the pacifier.
“She’s so ado-”
She stopped then looked at me shocked.
“Is something wrong Katherine?”
My mom asked while Katherine shook her head.
“No it’s just she’s got really beautiful eyes.”
My sister set the food down and turned around away from us.
“(Y/N), I’ll talk to you later okay? I-I’ve got homework.”
I looked at her confused.
(What’s up her behind?)
“Ok darling see you later!”
My mother said while my sister nodded awkwardly walking outside.
“Look at how happy your daughter is although what would make her even happier is if her mother were the one doing it.”
“Ugh.”
Don’t you want to hold your daughter?
“When are we putting that thing for adoption.”
My mother frowned.
“You’re not serious my going to do that right?”
I didn’t Answer.
“(Y/N), she’s your daughter and I promise when you hold her in your arms you’ll come to love her I know you wouldn’t be so cruel to give you child away I won’t let you make a mistake!”
I faced her angered finally snapping.
“WELL I HAVE A FUTURE AND THAT THING I NEVER WANTED IS IN THE WAY”
I yelled startling the baby who immediately let out a shrill cry.
“You scared her.”
My mom contorted the baby who slowly calmed down and finished drinking the milk.
“You know she’s calm as a baby I’m surprised you were a little gremlin. She certainly didn’t get that from you.”
I rolled my eyes and covered my head with the pillow.
“I’m serious mom I don’t want that thing in my life.”
(Y/N)’s mom didn’t ask any questions about the father yet because her daughter was already exhausted enough as it is so it should be a question for another day.
The baby girl finished her milk while Jessica decided to burp her.
Katherine walked to her car as soon as she got in she took out a picture smiling sadly.
“Hayato..”
She looked at the picture of a handsome older man who was next to her.
His beautiful grey eyes that matched his son’s.
“If only you weren’t to guilty to leave your wife..”
Flashback A Year Ago.
She kissed him and hugged him.
“I love you.”
“I love ya too..”
“Even if I’m only 19?”
He nodded.
“It’s just your married Haya..”
He frowned.
“I know but I love ya don’t ever forget that.”
“Even if my wife is with me I can’t bring myself to look at her the same when I’ve got ya.”
She kissed his lips.
“Your wife hates me and if your son’s find out they’ll despise me.”
“Both of us sweetheart.”
They giggled kissing each other both forgetting that their love is taboo.
To Be Continued
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osamu miya/fem!reader;nsfw, cheating
The music was booming, and the lights were dim, colorful leds changing hues every couple of seconds. You were already a bit tipsy when you were yanked into a room, making you stumble into a broad chest.
“Shhh,it’s jus’ me, doll.”
Your hands clutched at his shoulders, head lifting clumsily, “‘Tsumu?” The red leds did little to help you see— the only thing you could see was you were, in fact, in Atsumu’s room by the clothes scattered on the floor.
“Yeah, s’me.” His hands cupped your face, fingers dipping in the skin of your cheeks as he kissed you rather desperately. “Fuck.” Arms encased you, hauling you up as he moved towards the bed, before you were seated in his lap.
You ground your hips leisurely, moaning and gasping and giggling against his mouth. Your nails skimmed over his arms and shoulders, moving up and up, until they scratched over his undercut…
But his undercut was a bit grown out- fluffy- and long enough to grasp between your fingertips. Atsumu had just reshaven his undercut yesterday.
“Osamu?” you pulled back slightly, adjusted eyes now noticing how his ‘blonde hair’ was actually darker.
The grey haired twin tensed below you, eyes fluttering open to stare into your wide ones. He was expecting you to get up, to curse at him, to walk out of Atsumu’s room, slam the door, and go find the right twin, but you didn’t do any of that.
Instead, you smiled at him with eyes half lidded and continued to move your hips against his. “You feel good, ‘Samu. Touch me…please?”
Oh.Oh fuck. He did as you asked, fingers pressing against every curve of your body until they reached your dripping cunt. “Goddamnit, yer so fuckin wet…s’this all f’me?”
Your mind muddled when his fingers dipped under your panties, feeling two fingers press into you without hesitation. You whimpered and nuzzled your head against his.
“I didn’t hear an answer, baby.”
“Y-yes! For you, fuck, it’s all for you, please don’t stop!” You felt like you’d die if Osamu stopped now. They were just his fingers, but they filled you up so nicely— he was taking his time and he knew exactly where to- “A-ah!”
“Oh? Right here? Yeah?” He growled, angling his fingers so they prodded at that spongy patch every time he plunged his fingers back in. “Atsumu can’t make ya feel like this can he? Bastard’s too caught up in his own pleasure- he doesn’t deserve ya. I do.”
You clenched around his fingers at that, choking out a whine, “N-no he doesn’t…” your own fingers fisted his grey hair, tugging when you felt the coil in your belly starting to unravel.
“Yeah that’s right, cum all pretty f’me on my fuckin fingers.” Osamu almost came just from hearing the way his name fell from your lips as you rocked against his hand to ride out your high. “We’re not done jus’ yet, pretty baby.”
No, he’s not done. He’s wanted you for fucking months, even before his twin got ahold of you, and nothing is gonna stop him from having you.
Not even Atsumu himself, who was pounding against the door to his room, all because Sunarin asked ‘hey, weren’t you just draggin’ your girl into your room a few minutes ago?’
osamumiya is hiding something.
he denies that he is, he denies everything that you’ve tried to insinuate, but ever since this morning — ever since you’ve made that offhand comment about moving in together — he’s been all shifty-eyed and panicky.
you initially made that comment as a joke. something to lighten the mood seeing as he’s been so awkward around you recently, but when he acted the way he did, something tells you he definitely received it the wrong way.
its just about seven in the evening, almost closing time for the infamous onigiri miya, and you sit comfortably on one of the tables close to the cashier, laptop in front of you as you prefer working closely to your boyfriend.
it’s almost always been like this — you with your laptop out, typing away whatever you need to be typed, and osamu walking by every thirty minutes with a glass of water or tea or whatever excuse he’s come up with to mingle with you.
but today — the lame excuses for the mingling has stopped.
osamu has barely said anything to you all day, aside from the “hey, you,” and the “ya want anything?”, he’s been completely silent.
“you almost done?” you look up from your laptop screen, calling to him as he’s taken the first time all day to walk to your table.
“hm.” he hums, tired and all, “busy day.”
osamu slumps down on the seat in front of you, the restaurant having been cleared of all the satisfied customers for today, and for the first time, taking his short moments with you.
he looks at you, face propped up with his right hand as he stares.
you look back at him, and he immediately looks away — osamu, pinkish in the face.
this is weird. your boyfriend is acting like a teenager pining for you right now, and whilst that’s not really out of the usual — it’s weird that he’s being so fidgety about it.
“samu,” you push your laptop aside, “is something wrong?”
and he blinks, “ya think something’s wrong?”
considering that he’s been avoiding you all day, has been falling into whispers when he talks to atsumu on the phone, and strategically staring at you when he thinks you aren’t looking — yes. you think something is very wrong.
( atsumu visited the restaurant earlier today, a big smile on his face as he slapped osamu harshly on the back, yelling something about “finally doing something right for once in his life!” and saying “take numerous pictures or yer dead meat.”
but the second they both saw you walk in the room, not only did their faces drop, but you’re also pretty sure osamu stepped on atsumu’s foot once or twice too.
you asked them what they were doing, but all atsumu told you was - in close tears, as he hugs you - “we’re having a brother bonding moment right now. please leave.”
and that was it. )
so yeah, something is very wrong with osamu miya.
“you’re just,” and you smile at him, “acting weird.”
“i am so not!” he scoffs, his own smile coming through as he looks back at you, “you’re the one who’s being weird.”
now, it’s your turn to scoff, crossing your arms over your chest as you shake your head, “do not call me weird, i sat here all day watching you be the weirdest person on the planet.”
“well, why were ya watching all day?” he leans forward, “that’s weird behavior if ya ask me.”
you smile, rolling your eyes, “you are twelve years old.”
and osamu leans back, a smile on his face that prides himself of his tone, “that’s what twelve year olds tell each other when they’ve got nothing else to say.”
and you laugh, “this is a very mature conversation we’re having.”
osamu smiles wider, his shoulders slightly raising as a little bit of a laugh escapes his lips, and for a second, he just looks at you, a glint in his eye.
he slides your laptop over to the side, leaning in over the table to be closer to you, and you do the same, following suit with a trail of laughter.
osamu smiles, “i can do something to make it more mature.”
“hm?” you indulge him, shaking your head as you let him put his hand on the base of your face.
he laughs, “hm.”
and he pulls you close — the way he’s been wanting to all day, the way he wanted to all those times he made up stupid excuses to come by your table — and with a smile, he kisses you.
the two of you have been together for a little over a year now, but he’s not gonna lie when he tells you that he’s been in love with you for longer.
the restaurant is empty, the sun has set, and he kisses you, slow and smiley and everything he’s always wanted.
osamu miya is in love with you, and for him, it’s a miracle that you love him too.
he pulls away for a second, voice above a whisper as his nose touches yours, “sorry i was weird all day.”
“yeah,” you smile, “be sorry.”
and he laughs, and he kisses you again, his hand on your face pulling you closer, repositioning his head every now and then to get a new angle close to you.
when he pulls away for the last time, he still doesn’t lean back in his seat, expectant for more of your kisses until you’re ready to go home.
“do you wanna have dinner?” your nose touches his as you ask.
and osamu, still smiling, tells you bluntly, “no.”
you blink, and you make the first move to sit back against your chair, moving away from him as you laugh.
you tilt your head, “no?”
and he tells you, amused, “no.”
only osamu miya would spend two minutes straight kissing you only to reject you for dinner not even thirty seconds later.
“okay, what is going on with you?” you cross your arms over your chest, laughter bubbling in your throat.
he leans back.
you put your elbows on the table, “ever since i dropped that comment on moving in together this morning, you’ve been all dodge-y.”
he watches you with an amused smile.
“and i get it, cause if you don’t want to move in together with me or my crappy house habits, now is the time to tell me.”
you probably sounded a bit more invested in moving-in than you probably were, but you spent the whole day thinking about it — what it meant if osamu was really so bothered with living with you — that you probably did sound as invested as you seemed.
“idiot.” osamu shakes his head, his smile as calm as ever, “i wanna move in with you, and your crappy house habits.”
you raise a brow, “really?”
and he smiles again, leaning forward to kiss you gently on the side of your head, “i promise.”
your eyes crinkle, “then you wanna go have dinner with me?”
and osamu mirrors your expression, “still no.”
“oh, come on!” you groan, shaking your head rather harshly as you slam your fist on the table as a joke, “why not!”
osamu smiles again, kissing you one more time before he says, “i can’t tell you why.”
“yes, you can.” you argue.
he shakes his head, kissing you again.
you pull away, “tell me.”
he says no, and he kisses you again.
“osamu, why the hell not?”
he doesn’t reply, but he does kiss you again.
“okay enough — samu!” at this point, you push him off, leaning him back against his chair as you try not to laugh.
he frowns, and he tries to lean closer to you again for another kiss but you shake your head.
“no kissing until you tell me why you can’t have dinner with me.” you cross your arms, and you watch as his expression immediately falls.
“no kissing?” he repeats back to you, offended.
and you nod, “no kissing.” having fun.
it all came down to two choices — either he tells you what’s been up with him all day, or he doesn’t get to make out with you all night — and really, he’s walking the fine line between doing the former just to avoid the latter.
“i can’t tell you.” osamu says, his smile failing him.
and you say, firmly, “then no kissing.”
osamu’s head falls on the table, his face smooshing against the glass as he groans, a long drag of “noooo” escaping his lips as he whines.
you lean your face against your hand, “this hurts me more than it hurts you.”
and osamu scoffs, “no, it doesn’t.”
and you smile, “i know.”
there’s a reason why osamu has been acting weird and standoffish all day — a reason why he’s been dodgey ever since you made that comment about living together.
and that’s because even though he did say he’d want to move in with you, that’s not what he wants to do at all.
it’s the same reason as to why he can’t have dinner with you tonight. the same reason why he’s got plans with atsumu when he’d rather be sharing the evening with you.
but he supposes, one night of ring shopping can be made up for with numerous more nights after it.
It’s okay | Osamu Miya x Reader x Suna Rintaro
Summary: Guys take care of you when your first drug experience is not good.
Warning: Drugs, obviously.
You regret coming to this stupid party. You regret having agreed to smoke that joint with friends, not with your classmates because true friends would not leave you alone in your state.
You are scared because you felt hot, but not in the horny sense but the sick sense as if you had a fever. You didn’t know if it was normal. Nor if the headache was normal, although you weren’t sure if that was to the music or the joint.
The only thing that was clear to you was that you didn’t want to be alone. But you didn’t want to talk to a stranger so you scoured the house looking for a familiar face. Nothing.
You started thinking about calling Kita, surely you would earn a scolding from your senpai because he had warned you not to hang out with those girls but you didn’t care. You needed someone’s security.
“Y / n!” A voice called out to you and you instantly turned to meet Osamu.
“Osamu!” you screamed and threw yourself to hug him, surprising him “I don’t feel good”
“What’s wrong with you?” Suna asked making you aware of his presence.
“I smoked joint and now my head hurts” you looked at them both with watery eyes “I also think I have a fever”
You weren’t even finished speaking and Osamu had already placed a hand on your forehead to check your temperature. He frowned when he saw that you were right.
That simple gesture was enough for Suna to open Uber and ask for a car.
“We’re leaving in ten minutes” she announced.
You started crying. Not because you didn’t want to leave but because you ruined your friends’ night. Once they could relax and you showed up to screw it up.
“Sorry to ruin your night” you sobbed looking at the floor.
“What are you talking about? I only came because Atsumu forced me. Thanks to you I have an excuse to go” said Osamu.
“But…
"This party is disgusting. You’re doing us a favor” Suna interrupted “Now stop whining, silly” I wipe your tears. But every time he got rid of one, a new one appears.
“I’m sorry, I can’t stop crying” you admitted feeling embarrassed that they saw you this way. You probably looked pathetic with a red nose and watery eyes. Your sight is so clouded by tears that you could no longer see clearly the rest of the boys. They were surprised, they had never seen you like this before, you didn’t even cry so much when one of Riseki’s serves hit you on the head.
“Okay, Y / n,” said Osamu hugging you and instantly hid your face in his chest “Why don’t you tell us about the new anime you’re watching?” He asked while stroking your hair.
“I don’t want to, I just want hugs” you reached out to grab Suna’s jacket and bring him in for the hug.
Suna was going to run away until she saw the look Osamu gave her. He stayed even though he felt uncomfortable but then enjoyed the warmth of the three of them. And he felt even better when you stopped crying. In the end, he didn’t want to get away from you when you had to leave because the car had already arrived.
They ended up deciding to go to Osamu’s house. Your headache disappeared after trying the first bite of onigiri that Osamu made and while they ate Suna she showed them funny tik toks making you almost choke. When they got to the pole, Suna started talking about secrets and gossip about his classmates.
“I have a secret,” you said drawing the attention of both “I love you guys” you kissed the cheek of both.
“Y / n, you’re so corny, a thank you was enough,” said Suna with flushed cheeks, just like Osamu.
“You don’t even have to thank us, any friend would take care of taking care of his friend,” the other boy said this time.
You smiled and nodded.
If you were brave enough, you would have clarified that when you said that you loved them, you were not saying it only because of what they had done for you today, but that you were seriously confessing your feelings.
It’s okay, at least you have them as friends. For now, you could settle for that.
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Guilty | Osamu Miya x Reader x Atsumu Miya
Summary: You are too familiar with the feeling of guilt….if you knew that you aren’t the only one.
Warning:Angst.
You never imagined that you would end up in love with Osamu. Not because you will hate him or he was unpleasant but because you didn’t imagine that you were going to end up feeling more than friendship for him.
You feel guilty for having a crush on Osamu. You shouldn’t have feelings for someone other than your boyfriend, much less your brother-in-law.
You feel guilty for spending more time at Onigiri Miya than at your own home. At first, you only went because Osamu did not want you to be alone when Atsumu was going to play but later you began to cancel plans with your friends to be with Osamu and help him with the premises.
“At this rate, I’ll have to start paying you,” Osamu said one day while you were helping him clean up after he had closed.
“Don’t be silly, I do it willingly” you smiled at him.
“I will feel bad for making you work without any pay”
“To clear your conscience, why don’t you pay me by watching a movie with me?”
You tried not to panic, you weren’t flirting, you just invited him to see a movie, you weren’t out of place …You wanted the earth to swallow you or someone beat you for your idiocy.
You expected Osamu to reject you. But to your surprise, he didn’t. Then you two ended up at his house and as if that were not enough ended up doing a marathon. Of course, you ended up asleep and of course, Osamu was a gentleman and he wouldn’t let you sleep on the couch so he carried you up to his room. Right at that moment, you had to wake up.
“Osamu?”
He couldn’t help but think that you looked cute trying to keep his eyes open.
“It’s okay, still sleeping”
“Am I not dreaming now?” you said confused.
“You don’t dream”
“I thought so because you are carrying me like you are a prince and I am a princess”
Your dream disappeared when you heard him laugh. You felt your heart race. You did not finish enjoying the moment because the guilt settled back in your head when remembering Atsumu.
The next day you two didn’t talk about it. Never did.
You feel guilty for getting jealous when a client flirted with Osamu. You haven’t right to be. You don’t even get so upset when you see thousands of girls fill in comments on Atsumu’s last photo at the gym.
“What is this?” you asked looking at the box Osamu had just put on the counter.
“Open it” you looked at him and he pushed the box in your direction.
“Why?” You looked at the chocolates in surprise.
“You seemed to have a bad day yesterday so I thought this would cheer you up”
“Thank you” you smiled and Osamu did not take long to imitate you.
This time you weren’t the only one to feel guilty. You felt guilty for worrying him and Osamu felt guilty for making homemade chocolates. That is supposed to be a boyfriend, not a brother-in-law.
You feel guilty for feeling more excited when Osamu sent you a message instead of waiting excitedly for Atsumu to call you. And Osamu felt guilty for looking for any excuse to talk to you.
You feel guilty for not scoring excited every day until you see Atsumu again. You are nervous to see it, every day that passes you feel a horrible weight on your shoulders. And you are not the only one. Osamu shouldn’t wish for Atsumu to take a few more days to return.
You feel guilty when Atsumu comes home because you didn’t know how to look him in the eye without wishing that whoever was next to you was his twin. While Osamu feels guilty for wanting to be Atsumu every time the two enter the restaurant hand in hand.
At this point, you were only still with the blonde because you knew that once you are done with him you will lose contact with Osamu. You are a horrible person because Atsumu did not deserve this, he deserved someone who truly loved him and you were not going to deprive him of that just because of your selfishness. So you decided to break up with him.
“Not!” Atsumu said horrified making you feel worse “If it’s because he spent a lot of time practicing I swear I’ll change, I’ll make more time for us, I’ll take you on dates”
“Atsumu, stop, please,” you asked “Volleyball is not the problem. You are not the problem, you do not have to change anything “
"Then what is? I am sure that whatever it is we can solve it ”I take your hands.
You wanted to hit yourself when you saw how Atsumu was trying not to cry. If you had known that they ended up causing Atsumu so much pain then you would never have agreed to be his girlfriend. You never imagined that things would end like this.
"It’s me” you let go of his hands and hugged yourself to prevent him from grabbing them again.
“What are you talking about?”
“The best thing for both of us, for you, is that we break up” you continued as if you hadn’t heard him, trying to ignore the lump in your throat.
“Y / n, don’t avoid the question. What’s the problem? ”He interrupted.
You knew that Atsumu deserved an explanation because everything seemed to look good and out of nowhere you want to break up with him. But you couldn’t tell him that you were in love with Osamu. You didn’t want him to fight his brother because of you.
“I’m not in love with you anymore. I’m sorry” you answered with a broken voice “But I still love you ”
“It’s a joke?” you flinched when you heard the tone that the blonde used. “Are you saying that you are no longer in love with me but that you love me? It is contradictory “
“I love you but not like a couple loves their partner. Even if we break up I’m going to keep worrying about you, Atsumu. I want you to be happy that’s why I break up with you. Atsumu, wait! ” You started to panic when you saw how he was about to leave the apartment. “Don’t go!” You took him by the shoulder, you were afraid of what could happen to him leaving so late.
“Leave me alone” he snapped out of your grip and left.
You bit your lip hard trying to hold back your urge to cry. You shouldn’t cry after all you were the one to blame.
a/n: thought i’d give you all a little drabble to feed on while everything else is underworks <3 no, it’s not at all proof read </3
pairing:osamu miya x reader
“What ish ‘dis? What are you doin’?”
“Your cheeks are so soft…”
“Begentle at least,” Osamu huffed, gently tugging at your wrists to alleviate the painful hold you had on them. He sighed as your fingertips remained, slowly sliding your palms back to caress the supple skin.
Although completely enamoured by the man’s cheeks, you stared up into his watchful eyes. His wide, grey eyes absorbed the blueish hues of the sunlight upon slate. They held unspoken affections; silent mantras of love he would sing only within his mind whenever you were in his presence. Unfortunately, they drifted to a gradual close as your thumbs massaged slow, rhythmic circles into his cheeks—his gorgeous gaze hindered by exhaustion.
You could hear the dulcet hums leaking from his quirked lips, drawing your attention down towards the tiny smile he wore. The faint freckles that you ran your fingers over were now the last thing on your mind, your fascination with his cheeks quickly subsiding to make way for your newfound fascination with his lips.
You simply couldn’t help yourself. They just looked so soft… so kissable.He certainly didn’t complain when you lifted his chin with your hands, dropping your head to meet his lips in a chaste exchange. Despite being lip-locked, Osamu continued to hum his soft, silly tune, the vibrations urging a string of giggles from your part.
“I love ya’, darlin’…” He whispered, deciding it was his turn to fondle and fuss with your cheek. You smiled and pressed your forehead to his, brushing the tip of his nose with yours.
“Love you, too.” He closed his eyes once more, thinking you would move in for another kiss as per usual. Oh, how sorely mistaken he was. You shifted quickly, as though you were a soldier on a mission to be the biggest inconvenience possible. You moved your hands back up to his face and squished his cheeks, pushing both palms inwards with a snort.
“You look so stupid,” you snickered out, even more amused at his unimpressed expression. He sighed heavily, brows furrowed.
“Right, that’s it.” He huffed and you froze. “C’mere,you!”
kageyama and the miya twins react to you getting your first period but they’re your brothers
a/n: i cannot believe that i actually managed to post two times a month.
characters: osamu miya & atsumu miya (feat. kita shinsuke), Tobio Kageyama and Miwa Kageyama
warnings:mentions of menstruation masterlist.
Osamu & Atsumu Miya
- LOOK LISTEN.
- y’all’s momma had a talk w all of you about this
- but the twins can physically not believe that your uterus sheds once a month
- like they think it’s not true
- im not joking
- unfortunately, your parents are out when shit goes down
- you’re suddenly uncomfortable, you’re moody and stuff
- and they’re like
- „what’s with the attitude, y/n“
- but they realize that somethings up when they see a big big red stain on your pants
- osamu and atsumu just whisper between each other, not knowing what to do
- „aren’t those her favorite jeans.“-„she looks like she got stabbed in the butt!“
- „Y/n“
- „What do you want, samu?“
- „You maybe want to… change your pants?“
- „what?
WHAT“ - Destruction
- im joking
- you lock yourself in your room, struggling to reach your mom
- meanwhile, your
unqualifiedbrothers are running around, EVEN OSAMU IS PANICKING - they end up calling kita.
- KIT—-
- Kita arrives with his big sister and she’s a 
- she manages to get you out of your room and commands the boys around
- you end up with soup, fresh clothing and respect from the twins on the sofa
Tobio Kageyama
- don’t worry✋
- miwa’s got ya
- still doesent change the fact that BOTH OF YOU panicked when it happened first
- you’ve been trying out outfits and you suddenly see a red spot on your jeans when you’re checking yourself out in the mirror
- you’re panicking and you go „oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my—"
- tobio enters because he heard ya stomping around your room
- „y/n, what—"
- „I DONT KNOW!"
- „MIWA!“
- she’s the best to give you physical and mental support
- you’re a sobbing mess?
- it’s okay babe, here are some tissues and your favorite snack
- you’re about to burn the house down because somethings not going the right way?
- don’t worry sweetie, just slap tobio across the face it’s okay
„excuse me wha—"- stfu tobio, this ain’t about you
- tobio will NEVER pick on you even though he doesen’t know what to do
