luvingtsumu

[luvingtsumu]

𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐓 𖥔 ࣪˖ ( MIYA ATSUMU X FEM!READER )

noticing small changes is difficult at first, but when they start becoming so visible it’s hard to not overthink stuff, but miya atsumu definitely wasn’t in love with you, right? even when it was painfully obvious.

★ genre: fluff | content: friends to lovers, fluff, jealousy, actions speaking louder than words.

★ author’s note: now that i have a job i’ve been buying a lot of atsumu merch, i’m gonna end up broke.

O1 . BACKPACK

You and Atsumu always played rock, paper, scissors after school to decide who was carrying the backpacks, usually, you were the loser, and he always made sure to rub it in your face.

He was lazy, he never wanted to carry anyone’s backpacks, especially not yours; so this rock, paper, scissors game worked perfectly for him —since he already knew you always picked scissors first.

“I won again!” he said, sticking his tongue out at you.

“Not fair! Let’s play again.” you crossed your arms over your chest, glaring at him.

“C’mon, we already played 3 times, yer a loser.” he said, throwing his backpack at you.

You catch it with both hands, groaning slightly as you glared at him.

“Oh, come on! My back hurts today.” you complained “I fell on my back today.”

“Ya fell?” he laughed.

“Fucking Kino threw the ball at me way too hard! That was a hate crime.” he laughed again so you hit him on the shoulder “Shut up!”

“Sorry, sorry.” he smiled “Does it hurt or what?”

“A little bit.”

“Are ya that weak? Geez, no wonder why yer always tired in p.e. class.” he snickered.

“You know I hate you?” you rolled your eyes, placing his backpack on your shoulder.

“I figured.” he stole his and your backpack from your hands, placing them over his shoulders.

You looked at him with a confused look before smirking, he scoffed and looked away.

“‘m only gonna take ‘em today, cause yer hurt, alright?”

That was the first time that Atsumu, on his own willing, carried your backpack for you.

Then there was a second time.

Then a third one.

And suddenly you realize that now you barely carried your backpack after school. At first you were happy about that, and teased him about being your servant, but then you started to feel a bit bad cause he was always carrying your stuff; and even when you insisted on helping, he would brush you off.

“Yer too week, I don’t want yer back to get hurt.”

“I already have it on me.”

“Don’t complain, ‘m helpin’ ya.”

You thought it was weird that he was acting so nice, but you figured maybe he changed his ways and wanted to be nicer, besides, it was great not having to carry your heavy backpack; so you finally let it happen with no complaints.

O2 . FOOD

Atsumu absolutely hated when people ate his food, he didn’t even let his own brother grab a cookie from his lunch.

Either way, you didn’t cared if he didn’t liked it, you always found a way to steal a bit of his food, and he was always loud when you did it, calling you names and pulling your arms so you wouldn’t get to steal another onigiri.

You were used to that, and still, you didn’t even noticed when that changed. It started small and it was easy to not notice a change, but soon enough his brother pointed out how Atsumu didn’t got mad at you anymore when you stole his food, he didn’t budged and just gave you a small glance before going back to eating.

You thought about it for a bit and decided to test it, grabbing some of his tuna when he was just about to eat it.

“Hm, this one doesn’t taste that good as the one you brought yesterday.” you said after swallowing the food.

He looked between you and the tuna, then he started eating without budging “Yeah, ‘samu did the one yesterday.”

“That explains it, you’re a terrible cook.” he glared at you, making you chuckle “Respectfully.”

You noticed him rolling his eyes, but you got nothing more than that after stealing his food; so you decided to ask him to see if his reaction would change.

“Can I have some of your chips, ‘tsumu?”

“Open ‘em.” he said, handing you the bag of chips “Just make sure no one else eats ‘em.” and with that, he continued eating.

You gave him a weird look, raising and eyebrow.

You were so used to him yelling at you that it felt strange that he wasn't doing it. For some reason, it made you feel guilty, again. It felt better to steal food from him and have him yelling at you, rather than him handing it to you.

“You know what? I’m not hungry.” you said, handing him the bag of chips “Thanks though.”

That was the last time you attempted to eat from his food, unless he vocally expressed he wanted to share his food from you.

He even looked bothered by the fact you weren’t stealing his food anymore, but your best friend loved his food, so you sure were imagining things.

O3 . TWINS

Even if Atsumu and Osamu fought all the time, they were still brothers, they were still twins. They still told everything to each other —even if they pretended to not listen—, and they still wanted to help each other.

So even if you tried to stop yourself from overthinking, it wasn’t an easy task. You felt like the twins knew something about you that not even you knew. It was weird, of course, but it felt like they were working against you or about you.

They would whisper at each other when you passed by them, and you always saw them sharing looks when you hung out with them. To be honest, you felt left out, it felt like you were missing something.

Normally, you would tell the twins about your current concern, but in this case, they were the current concern, so you decided to rely on Aran.

“Don’t mind them.” he waved his hand in the air “They’re always all weird, same thing happened to me and turns out they just admired me a lot.” he smirked.

You chuckled “I don’t think they admire me, Aran, it’s easier to think they despise me.”

“You’re their best friend, they don’t hate you.” he assured you “They’re better than that.”

Aran’s words were reassuring, and you decided to stop focusing on the topic and let the twins do their own stuff.

Even when Osamu asked you weird and too specific questions about your love life.

Or when he suddenly canceled on plans last minute, making you and Atsumu stay alone.

Or when he exchanged weird looks with Atsumu whenever you spoke about boys.

All just coincidence’s.

O4 . JEALOUSY

“Me ‘nd ‘samu we’re talkin’ the other day…” he took a bite of his burger “‘nd it would be pretty cool to go to the beach this weekend.”

“Don’t talk with your mouth full.” you chuckled, before sighing “The beach?”

He swallowed his food as he nodded “Yeah! The weather has been nice this past days.”

“I can’t this weekend.” you took a sip of your drink, watching his expression grow confused.

“What? Why?”

“I have plans with Kino and Shinji. Although I don’t think Shinji is gonna make it, so just me and Kino.”

Atsumu’s eyebrows visibly raised as he listened to your words. You continued eating, unaware of the way Atsumu’s stomach did a flip.

“Why are ya goin’ with them anyway?” he mumbled as he took a very small bite of his almost finished burger.

You scoffed “What do you mean why? They’re my friends.” you smiled.

“I thought they were just dudes in yer classroom.”

“No.” you chuckled “I’m actually friends with them, even when they’re a pain in the ass. I’m actually closer to Kino.” you said, thinking out loud.

Atsumu’s jaw clenched as he wrapped up what was left of the burger and threw it in the trash can.

“Weekends are for me, tho…” he said without thinking, quickly changing his words “—‘nd for ‘samu too.”

“Oh, come on, for one weekend that I don’t spend time with you? You’ll survive.”

Atsumu grumbled “I guess.”

Atsumu zoned out for a few seconds, deep in thought until he finally turned to see you.

“Isn’t Kino the guy ya went to eat with the other day?”

“Yeah, you remember him?” you smiled.

“Yeah. I actually do.”

Of course he did, Osamu is friends with one of Kino’s close friends, and he told Osamu that Kino had a big, fat crush on you. Of course he did. But you were his girl, his! How dare this other man disterup his precious time with you.

“Enjoy yer time with him, or whatever.” he sighed, rubbing the side of his neck as he tried to ease the feeling inside of him.

“I will.” you chuckled “We can go to the beach other day.”

“Sure.”

He didn’t understand why he was feeling like this, so bitter about you having other friendships besides him, other guys that liked you like he did —or maybe not like he did, cause he definitely liked you more than any ordinary guy ever will.

O5 . TEXTS AND CALLS

Your phone vibrated with a notification, and you knew who it was even before you turned on your screen.

Atsumu, of course it was him.

Normally you couldn’t have a single conversation with him over text, since he was barely on his phone, always studying, training or playing some game with Osamu. He never checked his texts and it was a real challenge to try to get in contact with him during summer break cause he never answered.

You always told him it was like talking to a wall, truly, and he always scoffed and told you he was a busy man with a busy life.

But now all of that had changed, cause suddenly now he had so much time, apparently. Always texting you every time he wanted and could, spaming your phone. You two even did calls when he walked back home or when he went to the convenience store.

You didn’t knew when it changed, but you weren’t complaining. It was like having a puppy begging for attention 24/7. Kinda fun.

[ 9:20 p.m. ] i found a cat on the way back home and it fucking bit me

[ 9:20 p.m. ] i mean, the AUDACITY

[ 9:21 p.m. ] and also, i bought you some of those chips you wanted the other day, the disgusting ones 🥰

[ 9:21 p.m. ] yeah, i know, i’m the best. don’t thank me too much, it was all me

[ 9:21 p.m. ] also, APPARENTLY you don’t put spoons on the microwave, never knew that huh

[ 9:23 p.m. ] are you gonna answer or what

[ 9:23 p.m. ] HELLOOOO??????

[ 9:26 p.m. ] do you hate me or what

[ 9:30 p.m. ] YOU’RE LITERALLY ONLINE

[ 9:30 p.m. ] WHO ARE YOU ANSWERING TO 😐😐

[ 9:31 p.m. ] why won’t you answer meeeee

[ 9:40 p.m. ] what did i do? are you mad at me and that’s why you’re not answering?

[ 9:40 p.m. ] tell me and i’ll apologize

[ 9:40 p.m. ] i’ll get on my knees

[ 9:41 p.m. ] if i get a tattoo of your name on my whole chest will you forgive me and speak to me again?

[ 10:00 p.m. ] i was taking a bath. WHAT

[ 10:00 p.m. ] HEY OMG YOU DON’T HATE ME :3

[ 10:01 p.m ] cringe. and i do hate you

[ 10:01 p.m ] also, did your microwave exploded or what?

[ 10:02 p.m. ] i wasn’t aware of microwave instructions ok, leave me alone

[ 10:04 p.m ] you stupid

You chuckled to yourself as Atsumu started spamming even more texts. It was fun.

Soon enough you got a call, and you know you two were probably gonna fall asleep on the phone once again.

O6 . PHYSICAL TOUCH

Atsumu was a sucker for physical touch, you knew that since you became friends with him. He was always bothering everyone, grabbing their hands, ruffling their hair, hugging them, any way that provided him physical touch worked for him!

It was something you were used to but not something you were always expecting, and also you were sure he wasn’t expecting any from you. Or so you thought, cause lately he’s been kinda whiny about it.

“So, see you tomorrow.” you waved at him as you closed your door after he dropped you off.

You went calmly upstairs, dropping your things in bed and then going to open the curtains and— there he was. Standing in front of the door with his arms crossed.

You raised an eyebrow and opened the window, yelling at him “The hell you’re doing?”

He looked up at you, huffing and then looking down again.

You rolled your eyes and closed your window again before making your way downstairs to see what he needed.

“What, weirdo?” you opened the door, just to see him pouting.

“Ya forgot to hug me goodbye.” he spoke through his teeth.

“Hug you goodbye?” you said with amusement.

“Yeah.” he looked down at him “Ya hate me or somethin’? Ya always hug me before ya leave.”

“Oh, my bad, king.” you mocked, before opening your arms and pulling him for a hug.

He whined but soon enough his arms wrapped around your waist, head buried into your shoulder.

You chuckled as you rolled your eyes, hands rubbing his back, feeling every muscle. Atsumu’s thumbs rubbed circles in the exposed skin of your lower back, he sighed, breathing in your soft scent.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” you mumbled.

“Yeah.” he mumbled back “I’ll pick ya up.”

“Alright.”

“Alright.”

But none of you let go of the other.

O7 . CRUSH?

As a way to celebrate the school days being finally over to go into summer break, you organized a sleepover, and now Atsumu, Osamu, Suna and Aran were there since the others couldn’t make it.

As you and the guys spoke about Osamu’s crush, you suddenly turned to Atsumu.

“And you? Any girl got your heart?” you smiled.

The room suddenly went silent, except for Suna’s low chuckle.

Atsumu was quiet too, he was thinking. Wasn’t he obvious enough? Didn’t he showed his feelings? His heart that beats to your name?

“No.” he looked down, cheeks getting red as he started fidgeting with the control he was holding.

You raised an eyebrow, looking at everyone else. It seemed like they all knew something you didn’t.

“Guys?” you mumbled, but everyone seemed to look away from you.

You looked back at Atsumu and saw his red cheeks, then you looked down, noticing your leg that was on top of his.

Suddenly something clicked in your head. And bells started ringing on your head.

Everything started making sense like a piece of a puzzle.

The girl he had a crush on, was you. Miya Atsumu had a deep crush on you and had been trying to show it to you the whole time.

And, oh god.

You were in love with him too.

[luvingtsumu]

𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𖥔 ࣪˖ ( MIYA ATSUMU X FEM!READER )

you were sure that miya atsumu hates your guts, but could it be it was just his way of coping with the huge crush he had on you?

★ genre: fluff | content: "enemies" to lovers, timeskip!atsumu, repressed feelings, osamu being atsumu's number one hater, hidden crush.

★ author’s note: hey…*taps mic* is this thing on? no? oh ok 😓

Miya Atsumu despised you, that was a fact, you were over that. You didn't knew exactly why, but it was obvious.

You two went to high school together but never really knew about the other's existance until the last year before going to collage, Osamu was the one to introduce him to you, and at first everything seemed casual and normal, but then you were quick to notice how off was the way he acted around you.

He was always serious and seemed to avoid you all he could, he was very cold towards you and wouldn't even look at you in the eye. You tried to dismiss the feeling saying he was just like that, but by the way he acted with everyone else, being cheerfull and annoying, you just knew whatever problem he had, was you.

And even now, 4 years after you two met, you being his team manager and coworker; he still couldn't look at you in the eye.

"Sorry, are you okay?" you asked softly after you two accidentally bumped into each other.

He felt goosebumps and he was quick to mutter a small "Mhm." without looking up, then just as quick as he spoke, he was quick to practically run away.

Once he was safe and hidden behind a vending machine, he allowed himself to let out a breath that he was holding, which came out in a little yelp. His face was fully red and he was breathing heavily, his hand clenching his shirt where his heart was, feeling how it was tumping like a drum.

You stayed in place a bit confused, your eyes going to the ground, where Atsumu's jacket laid on the floor.

You sighed in frustation as you picked it up. What did you do to him? He had to run away everytime? It was a bit disrespectful that he wouldn't look at you in the eye. Did he hate you that much?

...Not really.

Atsumu didn't hate you at all. It was the way his heart reacted every time his eyes landed on you. The way his body always ached to touch you. To run his calloused fingers through your hair. To feel your breath on his neck. Or for you to hear his screams during a passionate night.

"Atsumu?" you called, walking in the direction he went.

He took a big gasp of air, trying to calm himself down as he peeked behind the corner to look at you and see what you were doing. His eyes landed on his jacket, and he cursed himself for being so dumb and letting it fall.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

He just closed his eyes and took a deep breath, holding it in and hoping that you wouldn't find him—

"Oh, there you are." you smiled, but your expression quickly dropped as you saw his face "Uh, you're okay?"

Atsumu’s breath hitched as he looked up and sawyou standing in front of him with his jacket in your hands.

He couldn’t move, frozen in place like a deer in headlights. He just continued staring at you, as his heart threatened to burst from his chest.

"Here, you dropped your jacket." you handed it to him, giving him a friendly look.

He managed to reach out and grab the jacket, but before he could say anything, his body betrayed him as a squeak escaped his throat.

He quickly covered his mouth, his face once again turning red in embarrassment.

You raised an eyebrow, a small chuckle escaping your lips "Be more careful next time...And, you sure you're okay?"

Atsumu nodded sheepishly, still covering his mouth to avoid any more embarrassing sounds. His heart was still racing and his palms were sweaty, but he tried to act composed in front of you.

"Yeah, 'm fine." he managed to squeak out, his voice sounding surprisingly hoarse.

"Oh, alright." you sighed "If you need anything, you know where to find me." you smiled at him before you started walking away "Take care."

Atsumu watched you walking away, trying to commit every movement to memory. Every sway of your hips, the way your hair bounced with every step. It drove him insane.

As you turned a corner and disappeared from sight, Atsumu finally collapsed against the vending machine, letting out a deep exhale he didn’t realize he was holding.

He looked down at the jacket in his hands, and he slowly brought it up to his nose, inhaling the faint remnants of your scent. His expression softened as he sighed and finally let the jacket down.

"Damnit... Why does she have this effect on me?" he mentally cursed himself for his own weakness, but he just couldn't help it.

Atsumu ate his fatty tuna at his brother’s restaurant, listening to him talking about a meeting with high school friends.

“Y’know, they’re all gonna be here. Rin, Aran, Kita, Akagi, y/n—”

“Y/N!?” he almost choked on his food “Why her?”

Osamu raised an eyebrow “She’s our friend too, dumbass.”

“Y’know how I get ‘round her.” he whined.

“That’s on ya, ‘m not gonna stop invitin’ her just cuz ya get too nervous ‘round her and act like a child.”

“Is not that easy, y’know?” he grumbled.

“It is, yer just dumb.”

They started a back and forth, Atsumu trying to defend himself and Osamu just calling him stupid.

In the bottom of his heart, Atsumu knew he was stupid. You were just a girl, how could he not be able to ask you out? I mean, of course, you were the most beautiful and intelligent girl he ever met, kind with a heart of gold, talented in every aspect, successful as you could be, with the most gorgeous sense of style, the prettiest eyes on the entire world and a shooting voice that made his knees weak— But that was just you!

Ok. Scratch that. You weren’t just a girl. You were the girl.

And he wanted you to be his girl. He remembers those grey days when you got a boyfriend and invited him to every meeting. God, how he hated him, so annoying and he didn’t even reach your heels.

Maybe Atsumu also didn’t reach your heels, you were too perfect, but he would give his best, his whole heart to you.

“Early as always.” he heard Osamu said as the bell of the store rang.

“Am I the first one?” Atsumu heard your angelic voice, his eyes falling to the floor immediately, he couldn’t stand making eye contact with you.

“Yep.” Osamu said.

You chuckled and walked towards where Atsumu was sat, sitting next to him “Hi.” you greeted him.

“Hey.” he said, his voice sounding rude. He bit his tongue. Why did it always sounded like that?

You sighed, Osamu had gone into the back of the store, and being in a room in silence was not something you enjoyed.

“So…Are you nervous for the next match?” you cleared your throat as you tried to initiate conversation.

“No.” he mumbled.

“Oh.” you said, frustrated at his lack of common sense to notice how tense everything was, and your want to start a conversation. But this is how it was, Miya Atsumu hated you.

“Well, you’re a professional so, I guess even if it’s a big game you’re not nervous…” you mumbled.

“Yep.” he said.

Atsumu’s palms were soaked in sweat, he was so nervous, you were sitting so close and the light of the bar made you glow so pretty. He wanted nothing but to have a normal conversation with you, but his nerves just made it impossible.

He felt like his heart was gonna beat out of his chest and he was worried you could hear him.

In the back of his mind, he could see Osamu making fun of him, telling him how he’s never getting anywhere if he can’t even have a conversation with you. The thought pissed him off, cause Osamu was right.

He took a deep breath then let it out slowly before he finally turned to see you. For the first time, actually looking at you in your eyes.

“Well, I can get nervous sometimes but ‘m very confident fer this match, so I ain’t feelin’ anxious at all, y’know?” he said, his smile trembling.

Were you gonna just laugh? Will you continue the conversation? Did he look stupid? What if his breath smell bad? Oh god, he shouldn’t have. He should just keep to himself and—

“Oh! Really?” you smiled as he continued the conversation, you suddenly felt relieved “I think it’s normal, and you should be confident, you have been playing incredibly this session, and your statistics are just going up.”

Now that he was looking directly at you, your faces so close to eachother, you could see him perfectly. He was pretty cute, no wonder why he had a big fanbase. He had big eyes, his lips looked soft and he had some freckles on his cheeks, almost invisible from far away, almost.

Atsumu felt his heart raising, his smile suddenly becoming bigger but he tried to control it, but he couldn’t control the way his cheeks became red.

“T-thanks— I— uh..” he cleared his throat “Ya know who’s a little nervous tho? Bokkun and Shoyo. They’re talkin’ ‘bout the team we’re goin’ against to every few minutes, ya should give ‘em a hand.” he chuckled, and you did too.

You chuckled. He had seen it before, but never was the reason of it. And god, that smile, he just wanted to tell you another joke just to see it again, he suddenly wanted to become a comedian, a clown that made you giggle until your stomach hurt.

Yes, Miya Atsumu didn’t hated you. He was deeply in love with you, and he now realized that being scared of his feelings wasn’t taking him nowhere. Not when he needed you like he needed air.

“Hey, after this ya wanna go to the movies with me?”

You blinked a few times. Atsumu bit his tongue.

“Ya don’t have to—”

“It would be a pleasure.”

Click!

[luvingtsumu]

𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𖥔 ࣪˖ ( MIYA ATSUMU X FEM!READER )

text between you and your boyfriend, but he wants to keep the relationship as a secret.

★ genre: angst | content: secrete relationship, atsumu having poorly emotional responsability, texts messages, established relationship, pet names.

★ author’s note: i’m obsessed with writting silly texts, i can't write properly anymore.

[luvingtsumu]

𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘 𖥔 ࣪˖ ( HAIKYUU BOYS X FEM!READER )

text from haikyuu boys when they’re jealous!

★ genre: neutral | content: jealous boys (miya atsumu, tsukishima kei, kageyama tobio, akaashi keiji), texts messages, established relationship, pet names.

★ author’s note: I’M BACK, I’M SORRY FOR BEING GONE FOR TOO LONG 😭😭 i got some requests and i’m gonna try to do them, thank you for all the support <3

💬 → TSUKISHIMA KEI

💬 → MIYA ATSUMU

💬 → AKAASHI KEIJI

💬 → KAGEYAMA TOBIO

[luvingtsumu]

𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𖥔 ࣪˖ ( MIYA ATSUMU X FEM!READER )

the question ‘do you see us getting married?’ comes from his high school sweetheart, and he doesn’t know how to answer. he thinks he’s young, he thinks he has time, but you were not gonna wait forever.

★ genre: angst to fluff, slightly suggestive (at the end) | content: just atsumu being stupid but also incredibly in love, marriage topics.

★ author’s note: more 3:00 am thoughts.

He stayed quiet for a few seconds, letting the words sink in before he scoffed.

“What are ya talkin’ about? We’re young, why are ya thinkin’ about marriage?”

Your head raises from his chest, serious eyes staring back at him, making him bite his tongue to prevent himself from talking.

“We’ve been dating since we were 16, we’re 22 now.” you sighed “I mean, yes, we’re young but…”

You pause, his hands traveling down your back, rubbing it slightly to encourage you to continue talking.

“I do see a future with you, marrying you.” you looked down, slightly embarrassed “We dated since we were very young so I wanna know if you see us together in the future.”

Atsumu stayed quiet, he didn’t liked serious talks, but he understood where you were coming from.

His friends used to tell him that if he stayed with you he was gonna loose all his youth being loyal to you, and he started thinking about it. It’s not like he wanted to go and fuck every girl in his way, and he loved you, he really did, but you were right.

You two had been dating since a very young age, would it be possible for you to get older together? Without a possible divorce happening —in case you two did get married—?

Would he get tired of you?

It was too much compromise, thinking about settling down at this point wasn’t in his priorities.

“I don’t know.” he said, and he immediately regret it by the way your eyes seemed disappointed by his answer.

“Okay.” you muttered, and Atsumu kissed your forehead.

“Stop thinkin’ about that, it’s not important right now.” he said, ‘reassuringly’.

But it was important to you.

You wanted a family with Atsumu, you saw him in your bed every morning for the rest of your days, and you couldn’t even think about finding someone else.

But his ‘i don’t know’ was an enough answer for you to realize that he was thinking about a future where he got bored of you, he didn’t wanna give you an answer because he couldn’t picture himself with you every day of his life.

That was alright. You couldn’t force him to marry you.

But it still hurt a bit, because now every day it was more of a preparation, more wondering about if this was the day he was gonna get tired of you.

You continued the relationship because you loved him, even if you shouldn’t have because picturing a future without him was getting more difficult every day.

You wanted everything with him but now you couldn’t help but wonder if the possibility was even in his mind.

“Mika invited us to her wedding.” you told him.

“Mika? How many years she’d been with her boyfriend?” he asked before taking a bite of your his burger.

“10 years, high school sweetheart’s too.” you chuckled “And to think I used to tell her to dump him.”

Atsumu chuckled too “Tell ‘em congratulations for me.”

“Already did.” you sighed, placing your phone down “Everyone is getting married lately, hm?”

“Right?” he continued eating, licking the mustard off his thumb “Everyone is settlin’ down this days.”

It had been a year since you asked him the question, and you were about to ask him again, just so see if the answer might’ve changed, but before you even had the chance to consider keeping your mouth shut, Atsumu said something that answered everything.

“I don’t understand the need to get married.” he cleaned his mouth with a napkin “I mean— ya get me right?”

“Mhm.” No. You didn’t get him.

“Ya always do.” he smiled, and you just smiled back.

That’s when you realized this was just wrong.

If Atsumu didn’t saw a future with you, why were you still here? Why were you waisting time and feelings?

And that’s how the next month’s became just about you slowly drifting apart.

You thought Atsumu wouldn’t notice, but he did.

You were like water escaping through his fingers and he didn’t knew what to do.

It was so subtle that if he didn’t loved you to the bones he probably wouldn’t even realize. But it was so obvious to him even in the way you send him messages.

Why your ‘can’t wait to get home to see you 💗’ became ‘heading home now’?

He was desperate, so desperate that he broke his number 1 rule and went to ask his twin for advice.

“I just don’t know what’s happenin’ with her.” he sighed.

“Maybe she thinks yer not that serious with her.” Osamu lazily answered, cleaning some of the glasses.

“Whaddaya mean!?” he looked at him “We’ve been datin’ for 7 years, does that not sound serious ‘nough fer ya?”

“I mean, yer takin’ too long in givin’ her the ring. Even ma asked me if ya were plannin’ on doin’ it this year.”

Atsumu blinked a few times “‘m bot plannin’ on givin’ her any ring— I mean! She knows that, I already told her ‘m not sure about marriage.”

Osamu looked at Atsumu in disbelief and then he thought back about the time you came to the restaurant with some of your friends and he heard you talking about your dream wedding and how one of your dreams was to get married.

“After 7 years yer still not sure?”

“Marriage is a difficult thing.” he sighed.

“So yer practically takin’ her fer granted?” Osamu clicked his tongue “I wonder what yer problem would be.”

“‘m not takin’ anyone fer—” he stopped mid sentence.

He blinked a few times as a rush of thought’s suddenly hit him.

He loved you and said it, he was used to the normal routine, he was used to waking up next to you and he was used to coming back home and seeing you laying on the sofa waiting for him…

But you haven’t done that in a while, now that he thinks back.

He is taking you for granted. He’s thinking so hard about how he’s still young and how there’s still much time left that he forgot to actually show you that he loves you.

He was so stupid.

Saying ‘i love you’ had become a routine more than a feeling he had to show, and he was letting it happen as if it was nothing, as if you weren’t the only thing he waked up in the morning for.

And he loved you, fuck, he did. He would rip his hair out even thinking of a life without you. So what was he waiting for? Why couldn’t he just marry you? Make you his pretty wife?

Wife definitely sounded so much better than girlfriend.

He now understood. Marriage wasn’t necessary because his love for you wouldn’t change, but marriage was the last step, the part where he said ‘i wanna be with you for the rest of my life’, even if he already knew that.

So after 7 years, what was he waiting for? What was he doing if he wasn’t giving you a ring right now?

He never understood why you got so excited watching wedding videos, but he sure did now. Marrying the love of your life sure was beautiful, and it was the step he wanted to take.

That day he kissed your breath away as soon as he got home, and made you cry on his cock for the rest of the night.

He kept grabbing your hand, holding you fingers making sure to think about what ring he was gonna give you.

And there and then, that’s when he realized, when he had his tongue buried deep on your sweet pussy.

Looking up at you, seeing your red face being hit by the moonlight, tears shining in the dark as you moaned his name, your thighs wrapped around his head, hips grinding against his face and your hand pulling his hair.

That’s when he realized it was just what he wanted for the rest of his life. What he always wanted. What he knew he wanted. And he was gonna earn it now, no more playing around. You two had been together for 7 years, goddamnit! He needed to show you how much he loved you, how he would take his heart out in a second to give it to you if you asked for it.

“I love ya, I love ya so fuckin’ much.” he said as his cock reached for that gummy spot inside of you.

You were moaning, feeling as if you were gonna pass out. And then he said it.

“Fuck, I wanna marry ya, baby. Make ya my pretty wife.” he kissed your jaw “I love ya so damn much.”

And just like that he had you cumming all over his cock, his words ringing in your ears before you passed out.

You knew. When he said stuff during sex. He meant it.

[luvingtsumu]

( MIYA ATSUMU X FEM!READER )

atsumu was the personification of the world careless, but now his goal was to win a heart, your heart.

content— part seven, read other parts in materialist, texts and tweets, fluff, mostly crack.

author's note— last one for today ??? maybe later i’ll be back to post more 😭 i’m addicted to do this.

[luvingtsumu]

( MIYA ATSUMU X FEM!READER )

atsumu was the personification of the world careless, but now his goal was to win a heart, your heart.

content— part five, read other parts in materialist, texts and tweets, mostly crack.

author's note— english is not my first language.

[luvingtsumu]

𝐀 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀 𖥔 ࣪˖ ( MIYA ATSUMU X FEM!READER )

he never thought about it that much, but he came to the realization that day, when he saw you playing with his nephews, being as sweet as ever with a tiara on your head. that’s when he realized. that’s when the future hit him.

★ genre: fluff | content: baby fever, marriage, timeskip!atsumu, established relationship.

★ author’s note: i have some dad!atsumu drafts that i haven’t finished, but i swear i will someday cause he’s so cute and i love him so much.

You had been Atsumu’s girlfriend for 4 years now, so it was normal that you were now a special guest in his family gatherings.

Atsumu’s family was very welcoming to you, they were sweet and talkative, well, at least most of them. Atsumu also made sure you were always comfortable and that you felt welcomed.

Now you supposedly went to get some drinks, so he started to wonder why were you taking so long. Did his aunt’s stopped you to talk about her third divorce? Was his grandma trying to give you money? Was his mom was showing you his baby pics, again?

“Ma, have ya seen y/n?” he asked.

“Ah, I think yer nephews were with her, look for her in their room, sweetie.”

Atsumu did just that, and as he walked closer to the playroom, he heard louder voices and giggles. He opened the door and looked inside.

There you were, sitting on the floor next to his 5 little nephews, Aiko, Yuna, Hoshiko (4, 5, 5), Ryu and Rin (6, 7).

You had a tiara on your head and were pretending to drink a cup of tea as the two older girls did your hair.

You looked so beautiful.

“Would you like a biscuit?” Aiko said, walking with a plate of fake food.

“Oh, but of course.” you smiled, taking one of the toy food and pretending to take a bite of it, letting out a small sigh of satisfaction as if you just had the best food ever “This is the best biscuit I’ve ever had.”

The little girl giggled as she went back to her ‘kitchen’ to ‘cook’ some more. Yuna and Hoshiko finished placing small butterfly hairclips on your hair, so they gave you a mirror for you to look at your hair.

“Oh my! I have the best hairdressers ever.” you smiled as you looked at them “Are those butterflies?”

“Yeah! My mommy bought them for me.” Hoshiko answered.

“Isn’t your mommy the best?” the little girl nodded and you patted her head.

“I can’t get my helmet on!” Rin complained, so you got next to him.

“Let me help you, sweetheart, you got it the wrong way.” you chuckled, helping Rin.

Atsumu stood there in silence, leaning in the doorframe; all of you were so concentrated in the game that didn’t even noticed he was there.

He was just looking at you and every single one of your movements, the most tender and love-filled look escaping his eyes.

He could see his life like this. Getting back from his trainings and going to the room to meet you, his gorgeous —soon to be— wife, and his children.

He could see your home with toys on the ground, a baby seat on the table, baby clothes on the washing machine and baby bottles on the sink.

You would be such a great mom, and he knew that, he’d seen you work with children magically, as if you were meant for that, your sweet voice and looks were able to capture every little one just as you captured him. The image in front of him being a proof of that.

He wanted that, he wanted that life, but only if it was with you.

His lips slowly curled up “Whatcha doin’?” he asked as he entered the room and closed the door.

Your head raised to look at him, a small sheepish smile on your lips “Hello, we’re playing…”

“I can see that.” he chuckled “I was lookin’ fer ya, thought ya were just gonna go fer some drinks?”

“They asked me to play, and you know I couldn’t say no.”

“I know.” he sighed, a soft smile on his lips.

“Chumu!” Yuna looked at him, frowning “She’s our princess, you can’t take her away!”

“You’re trying to take away our princess!?” Ryu immediately got in front of you, raising a wooden sword.

“What!? No, no! I would never take away yer princess. I swear.” he chuckled, raising his hands in innocence.

“Stop!” Hoshiko said, getting in between them “Yuna, Ryu, don’t you know? y/n is Chumu’s girlfriend…” she whispered to them, as if they were being all secretive.

Yuna and Ryu gasped, exchanging looks “He’s the prince!” they whispered, and Hoshiko confirmed their concerns with a nod.

Your heart started beating faster and Atsumu was melting on the spot. Yes, you were his princess. His princess.

“But how’s Chumu gonna be the prince if we have no more crowns left?” Rin interfered.

“I can teach you how to do paper crowns.” you said, interrupting their little debate.

“Paper crowns?” Aiko, that was now sitting on your lap, looked up at you.

“Yep! A paper crown for the prince.” you smiled, glancing at Atsumu.

Oh, he definitely was putting a damn ring on your finger and making you a mommy.

[luvingtsumu]

𝐅𝐔𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𖥔 ࣪˖ ( MIYA ATSUMU & SAKUSA KIYOOMI X FEM!READER )

atsumu and you had fun tormenting kiyoomi, but the three of you had more fun when atsumu and kiyoomi were tormenting you instead.

★ genre: smut | content: trio, oral (male receiving), bisexual!atsumu, vaginal penetration, vaginal fingering, bisexual!kiyoomi, anal penetration, overstimulation, degradation, creepies, voyeurism, focused on reader.

★ author’s note: don’t ask me how i came up with this cause i don’t know.

It felt good for Kiyoomi. Finally having a bit of peace and quiet after you and Atsumu tormented him for the whole night on his birthday party, that by the way, he didn’t even want in the first place.

He let out a long sigh before looking down. Well, it was almost all peace and quiet

“Can you two stop making such noises?” he said, pushing both of your heads to keep them around his cock “Yeah, just like that.”

“Omi—” Atsumu tried to whine, but his head was immediately pushed back to keep licking the length of his cock.

“Shut up.” he grunted “At least you two finally have something good to do with your mouths, hm?” his lips curled up.

You didn’t knew where to look, in front of you to see Atsumu’s face as he licked Kiyoomi’s cock with you, or up to see Kiyoomi’s mocking smirk.

You ended up just closing your eyes.

The warmth between your legs was unbearable as Kiyoomi kept pushing your head against Atsumu’s so you both would suck the sides of his cock at the same time.

It felt so lewd coming from him. And that made it 10 times better.

“Shit.” he mumbled, scoffing “You two do this as if you’ve been waiting for this moment— Mgh.”

Atsumu let out a moan too, his cock was hard and throbbing, hell, he couldn’t even think about who he wanted to fuck the most.

You, probably. And Kiyoomi probably did too; because he pushed Atsumu’s head away and quickly slid his cock in your mouth, cumming down your throat.

Such a nice thing for Atsumu to see.

“Ah.” he let out a breath “Yer so rude, I wanted some too, Omi-Omi.” he whined.

“I bet you did.” Kiyoomi said, raising your head to check if you swallowed everything without leaving a drop.

You licked your lips as you lazily looked up at Kiyoomi with a smirk “Geez, you’re so dirty, Omi.”

“Right? I would tell the team but no one would believe me.” Atsumu added “Who would think ya were like this?”

“You two never know when to keep your mouth’s shut.” he frowned “Miya, sit up.”

“Yes, sir.” he said mockingly.

“You want more?” he asked you, your eyes shining when he pulled your hair, making a groan escape your throat “Of course you do.”

Atsumu sat up in bed, looking at both of you with such hunger in his eyes as he stroked himself over the clothes.

“Take them off.” Kiyoomi ordered in his direction, and who was Atsumu to deny him? No one. Much less when his cock was crying in his shorts.

He moaned in relief as the cold air of the room hit his hot skin. Your eyes looked at his cock with desire, and you couldn’t hide that from Kiyoomi.

“Oh, you’re salivating for this.” Kiyoomi pushed your head towards Atsumu’s cock “Suck.”

You looked up at Atsumu, he looked at you with a mix of lust, amusement, and like he really wanted this.

“Don’t mind if I do...” you whispered, leaning towards his tip before taking all his length in one go.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Atsumu moaned, raising his hips, making you gag.

Kiyoomi stepped back as he watched the scene, slowly fucking onto his fist.

Your head was only pulled out of Atsumu’s cock to catch air before you suck it all again, drool coming out of the corner of your lips. It was sloopy, lewd, vulgar. It was perfect.

The dark haired watched without missing a detail. He saw Atsumu’s hand pulling your hair, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as the lewdest sounds escaped his lips. You were cupping his balls, stroking them as you pressed your thighs against eachother, trying to get friction where you were the most needier.

“Such filthy sluts.” he said, Atsumu looked up at him, red cheeks and a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

“Omi.” he moaned “W-wanna fuck her, please. Need to fuck her.”

“You wanna fuck her?” he said, getting behind you as you were on your knees “You think she’s ready?”

Kiyoomi grabbed your hips, raising them until you were standing on your feet again, making you arch your back to continue sucking Atsumu’s cock, an uncomfortable position that you didn’t even mind, you were so concentrated in how good Atsumu was throbbing in your mouth.

“She’s so wet.” he said, looking at the wet spot on your jeans; he pulled them down in one go along with your panties.

“Omi.” Atsumu whined as he saw Kiyoomi gripping your ass.

“You’re so whiny.” he sighed, sliding one finger into your pussy.

Your lips separated from Atsumu’s cock to let out a loud moan, that was quickly silenced by Atsumu pushing his manhood down your throat once again.

“Shit, it feels better now.” Atsumu groaned, your moans send vibrations up his body “Keep her moanin’ like that.”

Kiyoomi scoffed, sliding a second finger inside you “I don’t think she’s ready, she’s squeezing me.”

“Like that!” Atsumu quickly spoke “Want her like that. Wanna cum inside her.” he whimpered.

“Hm…” Kiyoomi thought about it for a bit. Could you take it?

Does it matter?

Your lips separated from Atsumu’s cock with a ‘pop’ sound, Kiyoomi pulled you up, carrying you as if you weighed nothing; expected from a professional athlete.

“You better put up a show for me.” Kiyoomi said, sitting you on Atsumu’s lap, your back against his chest.

Atsumu immediately gripped your hips, and when you less knew it, his cock was already sliding inside of you.

“Fuck! Atsumu!” you moaned, head falling back onto his shoulder.

“God, yer right, Omi.” Atsumu said, thrusting onto you “She’s so tight.”

Kiyoomi sat up in one of the chairs in front of the bed, his eyes focused on Atsumu’s cock sliding in and out of your pussy.

Atsumu messily took your shirt off, throwing it somewhere in the room as he kissed your neck, fucking you silly.

“Give me a break.” you whimpered, turning your head towards Atsumu’s.

“Yer squeezin’ me, ya like how I fuck ya?” he turned his head to look at you for a few seconds before his eyes locked with Kiyoomi’s “Like whatcha see?”

Kiyoomi groaned as he moved his hand faster around his cock. As much as he hated you two, as insufferable as you were, both of you were so gorgeous. Everything he looked for in a man was in Atsumu, and everything he looked for in a woman was in you.

Atsumu’s head turned again and captured your lips into a messy kiss, tongues intertwined as he kept fucking you like it was his last day on this earth.

You were so turned on, you hadn’t feel like this in a while, you could feel your own wetness go down your ass. Was it because of Kiyoomi watching? Atsumu fucking you? Both of them willing to make you drunk in cock?

“Cumming! I’m cumming!” you whimpered, drool going down your chin.

“Cum fer me, pretty.” Atsumu said, kissing and sucking your neck as he took his hand to rub your clit.

You closed your eyes, feeling like you were about to pass out as your legs started shaking uncontrollably while you came on the spot.

Atsumu stopped moving for a second, you were able took a deep breath before you felt him pushing into you again.

“W-wait!” you quickly opened your eyes, looking down at his cock sliding up into you again, his thrusts becoming more deep, reaching that gummy spot that made you whimper like a kicked puppy.

“Need to cum too.” he moaned.

“I c-can’t.” you cried, your vision was so blurry that you barely managed to see Kiyoomi standing in front of you.

“Shh…” he whispered as he pushed your head down, his tip hitting your lips before you opened them welcoming to start sucking him.

Atsumu hit you rough from behind, his thrusts pushing you more into Kiyoomi’s cock, you felt as if you were flying, being barely able to breathe.

“Cummin’!” Atsumu announced, and your walls squeezed him “Ah— Don’t worry, pretty, gonna cum inside ya.”

You felt Atsumu’s warm sperm painting your insides, and that was enough to take you into a second orgasm.

Your lips separated from Kiyoomi’s cock, moaning loudly before you felt Kiyoomi cumming too— in your face.

“Fuck, Miya, look at this.” Kiyoomi said, looking down at your face.

Your eyes were half closed, cum going down your red, puffy cheeks, mouth open in a perfect oval as you tried to catch some air.

Atsumu grabbed you from behind again, pushing you against his chest so he’ll be able to see your face.

“Ah, do I get some too? Finally.” he smirked before he leaned towards your face, licking Kiyoomi’s cum out of your face.

“You’re so disgusting.” Kiyoomi mumbled, keeping his eyes on both of you while his cock slowly hardened again.

“Yer not fun.” he snickered, his hand grabbing Kiyoomi’s cock, making him groan “It’s yer turn, Omi-Omi.”

With one hand he kept you in place while the other one lined Kiyoomi’s cock with your abused pussy.

“Wait…I can’t.” you mumbled, lazily opening your eyes to look down.

“Ya can, pretty, don’t worry.” Atsumu chuckled quietly, slowly pushing Kiyoomi’s head into your pussy until Kiyoomi himself pushed all of his length inside of you.

You moaned, biting your lip as you leaned back onto Atsumu’s warmth.

“She’s awake?” Kiyoomi said, starting to slowly thrust inside of you.

“She is.” Atsumu nodded, slowly making circles on your back with his thumb, moving your hair aside so it wouldn’t stick onto your forehead.

“Now, this is the only way you two can agree on something and work as two civil people?” you mumbled, groaning when Atsumu gripped your hips, keeping you in place as Kiyoomi fucked onto you.

“It’s amazin’, isn’t it?” Atsumu smirked “We found somethin’ else to do outside of court.”

“We should’ve kept it in you and I torturing him, not you and him torturing me.”

“Ya like this better, don’t lie.” he chuckled “Don’t worry, I’ll go easy on ya…I don’t know about him though.”

You glanced at Kiyoomi pounding your pussy, his hands under your knees, keeping your legs open.

“Wait, what?” you said, then a loud gasp escaped your lips when Atsumu started pushing his tip on your ass.

“Mm…” he hummed, slowly pushing onto you, using your own fluids as lube.

Your legs were almost completely numb, and your moans were becoming louder and louder as Atsumu’s cock slid completely inside your hole. Now with Kiyoomi thrusting onto your pussy, and Atsumu’s cock being kept inside of your ass, you felt yourself reaching your climax again.

“Fuck! I’m gonna cum, Omi!” you whimpered.

Atsumu clicked his tongue “I didn’t even get to move and yer already cummin’? Disrespectful if ya ask me.”

Atsumu gripped your waist as he slowly pulled his cock out, then he pushed it all in again, grabbing a peace with Kiyoomi so when his cock was out, his was in.

Hot tears rolled down your cheeks, your mouth completely open and nothing but whimpers and moans escaped your throat.

“Damn, Omi.” a mix of a chuckle and a moan escaped Atsumu’s lips “She’s takin’ us so well.”

Kiyoomi took one of his hands to your mouth, sliding three fingers in, making your moans become nothing but muffled babbling.

“She can take us at the same time? She’s such a needy slut. She was born for this.” Kiyoomi’s words made a sob escape your lips “Look how she’s licking my fingers, no doubt she could take another cock in her mouth too.”

“Ahah! That would be hot as hell, Omi-Omi.” Atsumu whimpered, smiling like a kid in a candy store as he slapped your butt, leaving a red mark.

“Cu-cumming…” they were barely able to catch your words thanks to Kiyoomi’s fingers in your mouth.

Every sound inside this room was lewd, Kiyoomi’s balls crashing against your skin, Atsumu’s hand slapping your butt, your moans mixed with theirs. Everything was just perfectly measured to send chills down your spine, and to make your reach probably one of the hardest orgasm you ever had.

Even after you came, Kiyoomi and Atsumu kept pushing inside of you, fucking you into overstimulation; you sobbed as your nails dig onto Atsumu’s arms.

“Fuck— Hey, ‘m not the only one fuckin’ ya here, why take it out on me?” Atsumu whined, taking his hand to rub your clit.

A scream escaped your lips as you squirmed on his arms “T-too much!”

“It’s okay.” Kiyoomi mumbled “I’m about to cum, and he’s probably there too.”

“I could go all day, just so ya know.” Atsumu said in a cocky tone, biting his lip.

“Well, the way you’re moaning like a bitch in heat tells me otherwise.” Kiyoomi groaned “I’m gonna cum.” he repeated, his thrusts becoming messy as he reached his own orgasm.

Kiyoomi came inside of you, giving one last thrust to make sure his cum was deep inside of you before he pulled out.

“Give me a s-second.” Atsumu whimpered, pushing deep inside of you as Kiyoomi slid his fingers inside of you.

“F-fuck! Fuck!” you moaned.

“Come on, one more.” Kiyoomi said, starting fucking you with his long fingers.

Atsumu’s thrusts and lips on your neck mixed with Kiyoomi’s fingers inside you were enough, and not even 10 seconds after Kiyoomi put his fingers inside of you, you were cumming again.

“Shit—” Atsumu moaned, cumming inside of you too “A-ah…”

It was as if time stopped for a few seconds, Atsumu pulled out of you and Kiyoomi pulled his fingers out, but you didn’t even feel it.

Their voices felt far from you for a few seconds before you were actually able to make up what they were saying.

“Yer with us?” Atsumu said, slowly rubbing your back.

“She’s fine.” Kiyoomi said, wiping away your tears with his thumb.

You opened your eyes to look at both of them “You two are monsters.”

Atsumu snickered “Hey, Omi, next time let’s bring a third guy, hm? Ya said she could definitely take another cock in her pretty mouth.”

Kiyoomi’s lips curled up. Now that wasn’t a bad idea.

[luvingtsumu]

( MIYA ATSUMU X FEM!READER )

after finding out about a ‘pheromones’ perfume thanks to tiktok, you decided to try it with your boyfriend, thinking it probably wouldn’t work. but it definitely did.

content— smut, established relationship, car sex, grinding, public sex, timeskip!atsumu, vaginal penetration, creampies.

author’s note— not my best work i think. and i should be sleeping. i have classes tomorrow. i rather die.

After a long day at work, you decided to go pick up your boyfriend after his night with the boy’s from his team. Around 10:00 pm you arrived to the location where he was, parking a few blocks away since there wasn’t any space close to the restaurant.

You looked down at your bag and remembered the perfume that you bought. A pheromone perfume that was supposed to attract your partner or something like that, you didn’t remember; a smile appeared on your face as you reached for it.

You had your doubts about the product, but you didn’t missed anything trying it, so that’s what you did, you applied the perfume and waited for Atsumu to arrive.

He got to the car after some minutes, opening the door and smiling as he saw you.

“Hey, doll.” he got into the passenger seat and threw his gym bag to the backseat before he leaned in to kiss your cheek.

“Hey.” you smiled when you felt his lips against your skin “How was your day?”

“It was goo—” he suddenly stopped talking, a confused frown on his face as he leaned in again “Good, it was good…”

You watched him lean into your neck, taking small sniffs; you chuckled “What?”

“I dunno, ya smell good…” he planted a kiss on your jaw, shifting on the seat so he could be as close to you as he could.

“Yeah? Is a new perfume I bought.” you felt him burying his face on your neck “You like it?”

“Yeah, yeah.” he took a deep breath and leaned back onto his seat, clearing his throat “It smells so good.” his hand went to your thigh, squeezing as many flesh fit on his palm.

You laughed “So, let’s go?” he nodded, keeping his eyes on you your lips.

“Ya look gorgeous today.” he mentioned before you could start the car “I mean, always, but today yer shinin’.”

He raised his hips to arrange himself on his seat before he leaned to your neck again “‘m sorry, but ya actually smell so good.” he groaned “What’s this?”

Your cheeks got warm as he left small kisses on your neck, his thumb rubbing circles on your thigh.

“Oh god.” he whispered against your skin, nibbling softly.

“‘tsumu—” you felt him licking your neck “Ew!” you wrinkled your nose, placing your hand on his cheek to push his face away.

He let out a low chuckle as he got back into his seat, his hand went to grab the bulge on his shorts, sighing.

“God, ya drive me crazy.” he mumbled, turning to look at you, his pupil dilated as ever, his pretty brown eyes now darkened by something you knew very well. Lust.

“What’s with you?” your lips curled up, your lower lip going in between your teeth.

“‘m goin’ crazy fer ya.” he smirked “Ya smell so good.”

“It’s nothing.”

“It’s somethin’.” he grabbed your cheek and pulled you towards him “Doll, ya have no idea how hard I am.” he brushed his lips against yours.

He gently took your hand, moving it towards his shorts, making you palm him over his clothes.

“You’re shameless, ‘tsumu.” you sighed against his lips, your eyes going from his face to see your own hand grabbing his erect cock under his clothes.

“‘m weak, my love. ‘m just a boy ‘nd yer a gorgeous woman.” he smiled “Ya smell fuckin’ good.” he mumbled before his lips crashed into yours.

You kissed him back, how could you deny him that?

He let free your hand, his other hand going to raise your skirt, reaching for your clit over your panties, making you gasp as you separated from the kiss.

“Atsumu.” you looked at him, scolding him with your eyes, knowing he couldn’t care less.

“Yer doin’ things to me, can’t blame me.” he leaned in and kissed the exposed skin from your shoulders “I can’t wait ‘till we get home…”

You gulped, feeling your own warmth grow in between your legs. Usually he had more self control, and he was aware he couldn’t fuck you in public, even if he wanted to —many times. But right now it looked like he didn’t cared at all.

“You’re not thinking about doing it here, are you?”

“I can’t help it.” he removed his hand from your thighs and raised his head to look at you in the eyes.

He sat straight on his seat, moving it back, creating more room in the car “Yer in or out?” he looked at you with a soft look and his lips curled.

You started this, you couldn’t complain now.

“I hate it when you look at me like that.” you said before jumping onto his lap “I can’t resist you.”

A moan escaped his lips when your legs wrapped around him, his hands going to your hips before they traveled down, gripping your butt.

“God, yer so beautiful.” he muttered as he began to grind against you, groaning.

Your arms wrapped around his neck and started moving your hips too, matching his.

He buried his face on your neck again, breathing all your delicious scent as he began to trail down your neck with sloppy open-mouthed kisses before gently nibbling on it.

“Yer so pretty...So irresistible.” he cooed, letting out a long sigh.

Soft moans escaped your lips as his throbbing cock pushed on your clit over the layers of clothing, he pushed his hips up making you bite your lips in pleasure.

You could cum from this, and to be honest he could too. You were driving him insane and if he didn’t went inside you he might just ruin his favorite shorts.

“Fuck, baby, just want to fuck ya.” he groaned, raising his hips before quickly taking down his shorts, a big bulge on his tight underwear.

You sighed and he laughed softly “Gettin’ hungry? Yer lookin’ at my dick as if ya didn’t had it inside of ya yesterday.” he smirked, taking off his underwear.

“Oh, you’re not the one to talk, ‘tsumu.” you rolled your eyes, he bit his lip.

“Yer so damn right.” he pushed your skirt up until his hand reached your panties, he moved them aside and ran one finger through your slit “So wet.” he mumbled, feeling himself getting harder.

You were gonna open your mouth to tell him to shut up when so suddenly you felt all his length going inside of you in one go.

“Shit!” you whined, your head falling on his shoulder.

“‘m sorry, doll, ‘m sorry.” he rubbed your back before he started pushing inside of you, desperately searching for your warmth.

His hand wrapped around your hair, stroking it and pulling it back, making you expose your neck so he could bury himself on it.

He bit and sucked your skin, wanting to leave marks everywhere possible. You smelled so good, it was intoxicating and it was driving him crazy.

His thrusts were fast but they never failed to reach the best places. Usually he took his time teasing you, but right now it seemed like all his self control had disappeared.

“Fuck. Ya have no idea of how much I love ya.” he whimpered, his pace only getting faster, your skins clapping against each other.

You felt his teeth dig on that soft spot where your neck and shoulders connected, you moaned embarrassingly loudly and hoped no one heard you.

The car seat squeaked under you, but you couldn’t hear it over Atsumu’s grunts and moans.

“My god, ‘tsumu.” you moaned, gripping his shoulders.

“Yes. Keep sayin’ my name like that.” he groaned, his movements became more urgent “‘m just there, doll, wait for me.”

You felt your own orgasm building up, and Atsumu had stopped kissing your skin long ago, he was just buried on your neck, panting as he pounded into you.

“Say that ya love me.” he mumbled, barely hearable “Please.”

“I love you, ‘tsumu.” you moaned, hand wrapping around his blonde locks of hair “I love you so much.”

He moaned out loud, gripping your waist hard enough to probably leave a bruise “‘m gonna cum inside ya, baby. Yeah. Fill ya up? Yer gonna look so pretty drippin’ with my cum, don’t ya think?”

You nodded frenetically, but you weren’t even sure if he saw you or felt you nodding.

His teeth dug onto your skin as he came inside of you, rubbing your clit to make sure you came too.

Both of you were panting, quietly enjoying of each other’s warmth. Atsumu rubbed circles on your back and planted kisses on your neck murmuring about how much he love you and how good you smelled.

God bless that perfume.

[luvingtsumu]

Ex-boyfriend!Atsumu that begged for another chance when you told him you were breaking up with him because he had no time for you.

Ex-boyfriend!Atsumu that noticed how your eyes still looked at him with love even though you were breaking his heart.

Ex-boyfriend!Atsumu that got annoyed and was frowning when you gave him back his hoodies because he wanted you to keep them so you’ll remember him.

Ex-boyfriend!Atsumu that send you his own instagram story ‘accidentally’ hoping that you’ll remember him but you left him on delivered.

Ex-boyfriend!Atsumu that still keeps the chain with your initial on his neck.

Ex-boyfriend!Atsumu that threw a tantrum to his brother when he realized you blocked him everywhere.

Ex-boyfriend!Atsumu that almost screamed when he saw that you texted him but it was only to ask for some clothes you left at his house (Clothes that he kept intentionally because he wanted something to remember you)

Ex-boyfriend!Atsumu that almost got on his knees and begged you for another chance when he saw you in public —and he didn’t only because his brother stopped him.

Ex-boyfriend!Atsumu that threw another tantrum when he used his brother’s phone to stalk you and realized you and him had been texting almost every day.

Ex-boyfriend!Atsumu that almost lost it when he saw you at his brother’s restaurant, delivering some vegetables from your family farm.

Ex-boyfriend!Atsumu that couldn’t help himself and spoke to you when you were leaving.

Ex-boyfriend!Atsumu that almost cried in public when you told him to stop trying; but he saw that you still had love for him in your eyes.

Ex-boyfriend!Atsumu that still hopes you’ll give him another chance, because he’s not giving up until your eyes stop sparkling when you see him.

[luvingtsumu]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 "𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍" 𖥔 ࣪˖ ( MIYA OSAMU X FEM!READER )

atsumu was the worst boyfriend, he barely had any time for you and you felt neglected for that. or well, that was until you met his twin and you realized you definitely got the wrong twin.

★ genre: smut | content: infidelity, timeskip!osamu, mirror sex (just at the end), vaginal fingering, vaginal penetration, praise.

★ author’s note: i don’t even feel like osamu would be the type to steal his brother’s girl, but i’m a writer so i’ll write whatever the hell i want.

Atsumu wasn’t the best boyfriend you could’ve ask for. Ever since he started his career as a professional volleyball player, he had been neglecting the relationship you two had. He never had time to go on dates, he never really showed that he cared about you, and he would’ve forgotten your birthday if it wasn’t because Osamu mentioned getting you a cake.

He always wanted to fight about everything, and if you ever mentioned that he never had time for you, he would blow up saying that you didn’t support him on his career.

You would’ve felt lonely, but Osamu was there.

And he never failed to give you the attention Atsumu didn’t gave you.

Your hand gripped his hair as he sucked your clit, he was on his knees in front of you, your legs resting on his shoulders. Your legs wanted to close from the sensation, but he kept them open with his hands on your thighs, making sure you wouldn’t resist his skilled tongue.

“Feels good, right?” he said, raising his head to look up at you, you nodded as his fingers taunted your entrance “Since when does my brother doesn’t make ya feel like this?” he said as he slid one finger inside of you.

You mumbled something that he couldn’t quite hear as a whimper escaped your lips, feeling weak as he added another finger.

“What?” he smirked, slightly his head tilting, pleased by your reaction.

“J-just like that…” you moaned, biting your lip.

His fingers curled and they started pumping inside of you. His other hand kept your legs open as he leaned down to suck your clit. His tongue licked your dripping cunt as his fingers kept their rhythm inside of you.

It wasn’t the first time he did it, and certainly not the last one; but he always managed to get your legs weak, and he always bragged about how he had you cumming in minutes.

He was right.

“Fuck. ‘samu, I’m right there.” you moaned, panting.

“Yeah? Cum for me, sweetheart.” he said, rubbing your clit with his thumb as he kept his eyes on you.

You kept your eyes closed as a whimper escaped your throat, the overwhelming sensation formed a knot on your stomach as you reached your climax.

A cried escaped your lips as you came all over his fingers, opening your eyes to see a cocky smile on his lips.

“There ya go, good girl.” he said, pulling his fingers out, licking them clean before he got up.

“I don’t understand why ‘tsumu doesn’t pay attention to ya, if ya look the prettiest cryin’ like this.” he said, wiping away the tears that formed on the corner of your eyes.

“He loves volleyball more than me.” a broken chuckle escaped your lips.

Osamu scoffed as he grabbed your hips, rearranging you in bed “I wouldn’t treat ya like that, y’know? My first option would always be ya.”

He took off his belt and then his pants, the pre-cum stain was very visible, just as his throbbing cock. He took off his boxers and started stroking his cock a few times before putting on a condom.

“I’d give ya the whole world.” he said, slapping your pussy with his cock, a smile formed on his lips as he grabbed your chin, making direct eye contact with you “Ya look gorgeous like this.”

Before your brain even processed his words, his cock was already going inside of you, a small groan escaping his lips. He leaned down and captured your lips in a sweet kiss as he started thrusting inside of you.

You couldn’t be more grateful with Atsumu for leading you to his brother.

Osamu was sweet, and you still remembered the first time you two fucked after you complained with tears in your eyes how Atsumu was an idiot to you. That night he made you cum more times than Atsumu ever did.

“How could he not want ya when— mgh.” Osamu’s breath was short and rapid as he felt your walls squeezing him “When yer this good.”

He continued thrusting inside of you, wrapping his arms around your back to hold you close, planting kisses on your jaw, murmuring praises to your ear that you couldn’t quite hear because of how lost you were in the sensation.

Osamu made you feel wanted —in a way. He pushed inside of you as if you were everything, he had passion in his eyes and his way of doing things was so different from Atsumu.

He wasn’t only fucking you, he was there them you needed him the most, he defended you when Atsumu didn’t, and he was more present than the blonde ever was. You felt guilty, you didn’t want to make the twins get into a fight, but did Atsumu even cared about you? Would he care if you broke up with him and then started dating his twin? It would probably just hurt his ego.

“I wish ya could see yer face right now.” he said, thrusting even faster inside of you, but never missing the spot where you needed him the most “So damn pretty takin’ my cock.”

You raised your head to look at him, your pretty eyes looking back at him so sweetly, drunk on his cock.

“Wait…” he took a deep breath “Ya can.”

In a swift movement he moved you so you’d be facing the wall mirror, he started thrusting inside of you from behind once again as he leaned on your back, gently grabbing your chin.

“Look at ya.” a smile appeared on his lips as he kept moaning, making sure your eyes were on your reflection on the mirror the whole time “Fuck, yer so pretty, ‘m gonna cum.”

He moved his hand to your throat, leaning down to kiss the back of your neck. Your mouth hang open as his other hand wrapped around your hips to reach for your clit, rubbing it as he fasted his movements.

“Cum with me, alright, sweetheart?” he gulped, you nodded frenetically as you felt your orgasm building.

You came on his cock letting out a loud groan, his eyes shut down as he came too, his head falling on your shoulder as he panted.

He leaved soft kisses on your neck as he mumbled stuff that wasn’t for your ears.

He pulled out and took off the condom, gulping as he grabbed your chin “Open.”

You obeyed, opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue, he pushed all the cum down the condom squeezing it with his fingers, depositing all his cum in your tongue.

“Come on, swallow it, gorgeous.” he smiled and brushed some hair off your face as you swallowed his seed “Good girl.”

He leaned down and kissed your forehead as he caressed your cheek with his thumb.

“Now let me take care of ya, sweetheart.”

[luvingtsumu]

𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𖥔 ࣪˖ ( MIYA ATSUMU X FEM!READER )

being in love was already horrible for atsumu. but being in love with his best friend was a pure torture; he couldn’t let you know, he shouldn’t, even if that meant he had to suffer in silence. the problem was that every day it became more and more difficult to keep hiding his feelings.

★ genre: fluff | content: friends to lovers, atsumu is head over heels, repressed feelings, jealousy.

★ author’s note: i’m not joking when i tell you that tumblr kept not-saving this stupid one-shot. i literally had to write it over and over again 5 TIMES 👺

“You’re staring too much.” you told Atsumu, grinning.

Atsumu blinked a few times, realizing he had been staring at you the whole time you were speaking.

His cheeks got a red color, so subtle that you didn’t noticed.

“If you like me, just say it.” you joked.

“S-shut up! Ya wish I liked ya, ugly.” he mumbled, turning his head down to look at his food instead.

“Ugly!? Look who’s speaking. Mr. Piss hair.” you glared at him.

“‘s blonde!” he snapped his head towards you.

“Is the word ‘toner’ not in your vocabulary?”

“Shut up!”

His hand reached for your cheek, pinching it as you whined. Suna and Osamu ate in silence as they saw you two fight, again.

He finally let go of you, watching you as you rubbed your —now red— cheek, a small smile on your face. The light of the restaurant made you look angelic, and your giggles were enough to make his heart skip a beat.

He didn’t knew how, why or when it started happening, but your presence made him feel butterflies on his stomach. No, butterflies was an understatement. He felt a whole zoo on his stomach whenever you were close to him.

He knew it was wrong, so he got better at hiding it. No one could ever know that you’d managed to get under his skin. He was the setter of the volleyball team, an outstanding player, a handsome and smart young dude, and he was one of the most popular guys in school. And yet, his best friend was the only one who could bring him to his knees.

“We were talkin’ ‘bout goin’ to the bowlin’ place after this.” Osamu said, interrupting whatever fantasy Atsumu was having.

“Bowling?” you whined “I’m wearing heels, can’t we go somewhere else?”

“Like where?”

“I don’t know, to the mall?” you grabbed one french fry and took a bite of it as you looked at Suna and Osamu.

“To the mall? That’s boring.” Suna said “What are we gonna do, walk around?”

“Pretty much.” you said “Come on! It’s supposed to be my time to choose.”

“But no one likes your ideas.” Suna smirked.

“That’s cause you guys are boring.” you mumbled and turned to look at Atsumu “‘tsumuuu, do something.”

The way you looked at him made him stumble like an idiot. Your eyes were the most beautiful thing he ever saw in his 17 years of life, they were like the stars in the night sky.

“What…What happened?” he asked, not even aware of his surroundings, just you.

“They don’t want to go to the mall because apparently my ideas are too boring.” your lips formed a small pout, and it was taking everything in Atsumu to not steal a kiss from you.

Atsumu thought back on how many times he watched you complain because nobody liked your ideas. He had never gotten bored when you took him to the mall and when you told him about all the makeup you bought and your girlie things.

Everything seemed to be 10 times more interesting when you were there. He didn’t mind carrying all your bags or walking for hours as long as you were there, he wanted you to be happy, he wanted to see every smile and hear every laugh that you could give him.

“Well, I could go to the mall with ya and we’ll catch up with ‘em later.” he suggested.

“Really?” you smiled and he smiled too, nodding “Thank you, ‘tsumu! See? Sometimes you’re nice.” you joked, making him roll his eyes as he chuckled.

“Try this on.” you got in tiptoes to reach for his head and he leaned down towards you.

You helped him put on a beanie, he felt your hands on his hair, your touch was so gentle and, god, he hoped you wouldn’t notice the way his face flushed in red.

He felt your breath on his neck, such a simple thing that made his world stop. He couldn’t stop looking at you, his eyes were only for you, they always have been.

“What do you think?” you smiled at him, waiting for a reaction that never came because he was too dumbfounded.

“I— uh.” he was stuttering, something he’d never done before.

When did it all come to this? When did everything changed about how he saw you?

Your eyes were the sun, your laugh the sound of rain, and your smile the flowers blooming. You were perfection. How could he earn being the right to be close to you? He didn’t want things to happen because everything was forcing it to happen, he wanted things to happen because you wanted it to happen.

“Atsumu?” his name sounded like an angelic call when you said it, and he wanted you to be the only girl that would ever say it.

“Hm?” he mumbled, finally realizing that he had been staring deeply at you for an awful long time.

“I asked what do you think.” you let out a small chuckle “Of the beanie.”

“‘s nice.” he said, knowing damn well he never once turned to see himself at the mirror “Should I get it?”

“I’ll get it for you!” you took the beanie back from his head and turned around, slowly walking away “It’s a friendship gift.”

“A what?” he walked behind you.

“A friendship gift. To thank you for being my friend.” you laughed.

“Oh.” he reached for your wrist to stop you from going to the cashier “Ya don’t need to buy it fer me, I have my own money, y’know?” he insisted, giving you a small smile.

“Hey, it’s a gift. A friendship gift. You don’t say no to a gift.” you moved your hand to reach for his, intertwining your fingers with his, making him think that they were meant to be intertwined that way “You can buy the ice cream.”

He chuckled “Fine.”

After paying for the beanie and getting some ice cream, you and him sat down to relax a bit before going back with Suna and Osamu.

“Let me put it on you.” you took the beanie out of the bag and stood up to reach his head, placing the beanie on him.

He looked up at you, you looked even better from this angle. He felt how you gently cupped his cheeks with your hands after finishing fixing the beanie for him.

“There! It brings up your eyes.” you chuckled before you let go of him.

You sat back at the table and started eating your ice cream as Atsumu just looked at you with hearts in his eyes. He was sure that ice cream wasn’t even close to how sweet you were.

“Excuse me…” you two turned to look at the brunette that was now standing next to your table “Is she your girlfriend?” he asked Atsumu

Atsumu got quiet for some seconds that felt like hours to him, the words felt heavy on his tongue and he wished the answer to that question was ‘yes’.

“No.” it’s what he ended up saying.

“Oh, alright.” the guy turned to look at you and smiled “I just thought you were really pretty and I was wondering if I could have your Instagram?”

“Sure!” you smiled back, grabbing his phone and typing your username on his search bar.

Atsumu just stayed quiet as he watched the scene, how this guy even had the guts to ask for your Instagram? Couldn’t he see that he was there?

He wasn’t jealous of every guy, but it was this type of guy that made him want to scream; you were smiling, showing your pretty smile to this random guy that surely didn’t deserved it. Why were you so nice to others? Why couldn’t he be the only one allowed to see your smile?

He watched the brunette leave happily with your Instagram, probably ready to text you as soon as he got the chance. Atsumu’s eyes were full of resentfulness, and if you paid enough attention you could see the jealousy in them.

Why everyone could make a move on you except him?

“He was nice.” you said.

“Nice enough to have yer Instagram?” he mumbled looking down, the words leaving his mouth before he could process them.

You scoffed “You’re just jealous I get bitches and you don’t.”

He looked up to see you snickering. You were right, he was jealous, but not of that. He was trying to be strong but the thought of you possibly being so close to another guy made him want to rip his hair out.

He was supposed to be the only one allowed to touch you, to be close to you, and the idea that someone else wanted to have that with you was not tolerable for him anymore.

“Let’s get back to ‘samu ‘nd Sunarin.” he got up from where he was sitting.

You got up too and went to wrap your arm around his elbow. He looked down at you, god, you were gorgeous. He wished he could live all his life like this, with you close to him, your eyes looking up at him as you smiled so happily.

You were right, he was jealous, he was so jealous and envious of every guy that ever got the chance to call you theirs, to call you their girlfriend; and he was mad at every guy that ever broke your heart, cause they waisted the chance of being with such a wonderful girl like you were.

If you gave him a chance, he wouldn't waist it, he would never break your heart, he would never.

"Look, ‘tsumu! The moon!" you pointed at the large window that was in the food section “It's so yellow, like your hair.” you chuckled.

He turned to look at the moon, it was indeed yellow, it looked beautiful, but he was sure your eyes were prettier. He didn’t even noticed when it got so late that the moon started to come out.

He turned his head to look at you as you took pictures of the moon —with his phone, because you were convinced his phone had a better camera.

You had no idea how bad he wanted to pull you close to him, to run his fingers through your hair, to place light kisses on your forehead while you looked at the moon. You had him wrapped around your finger and he was trying to do something completely opposite of what he was thinking because he wanted to keep his cool in front of you.

If only you knew you had his heart on the palm of your hands.

[luvingtsumu]

𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘 𖥔 ࣪˖ ( MIYA ATSUMU X FEM!READER )

you and atsumu rarely got into fights, and maybe there was a reason for that, maybe it was because atsumu could absolutely not stop being clingy to you. he could just not give you space, but hey, you loved him like that.

★ genre: fluff, slightly suggestive | content: established relationship, atsumu is needy and absolutely head over heels.

★ author’s note: sorry for the mistakes, english is not my first language.

You had a small fight with Atsumu, nothing serious, something really stupid actually. Still, you liked being dramatic sometimes, so you told him you needed some space.

He had been calling you and texting you the whole time, even though it had just been 30 minutes since you told him that.

You went to lay on the sofa after you closed the door when your mom leaved. You were just watching your phone when you heard the doorbell.

You got up and looked through the peephole, and there it was, that blonde yellow hair that you knew so well.

“What are you doing here?” you spoke after you opened the door, trying your best to keep an ‘i don’t want you here’ expression.

“‘m so sorry.” he said, sounding breathless, as if he had just run a marathon “I shouldn’t have said that, ‘m sorry, my love.”

In his hands, he had a bouquet of flowers, a plushie of your favorite animal and some candies in a bag. You bit your lips to prevent them from curling up.

You cleared her throat “I said I wanted space.”

His chin rose as a small frown appeared on his face “I know, sweetie, I know. But I jus’ can’t take it anymore. I physically can’t leave ya alone.”

A quiet chuckle escaped your mouth “It’s been like 30 minutes.”

“The worst 30 minutes of my life.” he sighed “Here, darling, fer ya.” he handed you the flowers “Please, ‘m so, so, so sorry.”

You grabbed the flowers and turned around to go inside your home, smiling while he wasn’t watching as you put the flowers down on the table. Atsumu quickly followed you inside and closed the door behind him.

“I bought yer favorite candies, all of ‘em.” he said “‘nd this lil’ guy is also fer ya.” he put the candies and the plushie in the table next to the flowers.

“What are your intentions with this?” you said, still being stubborn and not giving in.

“Forgive me, please. I was stupid— I am stupid, I love ya ‘nd I need ya.” he gulped “Please.”

You crossed your arms, playing hard to get when you knew you were about to give in. But he didn’t knew that.

“Baby.” he said, getting on his knees in front of you, grabbing your thighs as he looked up at you “‘m sorry. Please, forgive me.”

A blush spread across your cheeks as you looked down at Atsumu’s big puppy eyes.

You gulped, feeling his thumb making circles on your thighs.

“You have to make up for your actions.”

“Oh, I will, jus’ let me.” he smirked, his hands moving up to cup your butt, squeezing as many flesh fit in his hands.

“I love you.” he said, kissing your thighs, his mouth getting closer to other places “Forgive me?”

“You’re not being fair, you’re playing games.” you rolled your eyes.

“Is it workin’?” he chuckled, a groan escaped your lips “Honey, ‘m so sorry for callin’ yer cat fat and insultin’ yer plushies.”

You were quiet looking down at him with a serious look before a chuckle escaped your lips, making Atsumu’s eyes sparkle.

“Get up, you loser.”

[luvingtsumu]

TODDLER!HAIKYUU BOYS that will be possesive over their favorite daycare caregiver.

His favorite game was when you pretended to be a princess and he was the brave and charming knight that saved you.

For his 3 year old brain, you were the prettiest girl he'd ever seen, you always made sure his milk was warm and that he had his favorite stuffed animal whenever he took a nap.

Every time he saw you with another child on your arms, he felt the absolute betrayal. Why would you take care of another kid that wasn't him!?

"No!" he whined as he hold onto your leg while you had in your arms a sleeping little boy "y/n mine!" he puffed out his cheeks as he intensely pulled your shirt trying to catch your attention back to him.

You found him adorable, but every day it was more difficult to keep him from pushing the other kids that got close to you, and you were sure his mommy didn't like you because he seemed to like you more than her; and it was always a problem when she came to pick him up, because he never wanted to leave their place in your arms.

✧—MIYA ATSUMU, MICHINARI AKAGI, RYUNOSUKE TANAKA, YUU NISHINOYA, KAGEYAMA TOBIO, HINATA SHOYO, LEV HAIBA, OIKAWA TOORU, TAKAHIRO HANAMAKI, KANJI KOGANEGAWA, BOKUTO KOTARO, SATORI TENDOU, GOSHIKI TSUTOMU, MOTOYA KOMORI.

[luvingtsumu]

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[luvingtsumu]

MATERIALIST (requests: open)

✧—MIYA ATSUMU

O1 . kiss your best friend 🔞 | O2 . possesion 🔞 | O3 . a perfect painting 🔞 | O4 . prize | O5 . fairytale love | O6 . sweet apology | O7 . deep feelings | O8 . ex-boyfriend atsumu | O9 . a new miya | 1O . get that ring | 11 . secretive | 12 . hidden love | 13 . get the hint

✧—OTHER CHARACTERS

O1 . the “better twin” — miya osamu 🔞

✧—MULTIPLE CHARACTERS

O1 . timeskip!haikyuu boys (multiple) 🔞

O2 . toddler!haikyuu boys (multiple)

O3 . miya atsumu & sakusa kiyoomi x fem!reader 🔞

O4 . haikyuu boys when they’re jealous (atsumu, tsukishima, kageyama, akaashi)