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Ahhh jasmine youre finally back! Great work as usual, hope you've been okay 🥰

I’ve been functioning LMAO, will be back to writing tmr 😋😋😋. Hope you been good too Ryn!!! 💗💗

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Hi! I wanted to know if you could tag me for future updates on your Osamu x Reader angst story! For some dumb reason I can’t comment but I love your style!❤️

ITS FINALLY OUT YAYYYYY!!!! Im pretty sure I tagged you, but if i didn't read here!

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Late.

Wordcount: 1.1K

Read part one or part two here!

Choosing your best friend (and the person you've had feelings for practically your entire life) over your brother is a troubling thing. But, Miya Atsumu feels little to no regret.

Sure, he feels a little bad when he thinks back to Osamu's defeated face when he left the cafe, and the way it was so evident that Osamu hadn't been sleeping well when he went to go pick up the rest of your things. But, (in his mind at least) this was not nearly enough of a punishment for what Osamu did to you.

Maybe, he's a little biased because he likes you more than a brother-in-law should, but it's only normal when you've been friends for that long...right?

Atsumu is having a dilemma.

The cards have been dealt in an odd way. A way that has never been dealt to him before. Should he fold, and back away from this opportunity? Or should he go all in, and take a chance, while betraying his brother?

How do you tell your best friend of years -who just so happened to break up with your identical brother- that you've been in love with them since you were children?

How, in the nicest way possible, do you tell them that you made a mistake in not confessing sooner and that you believe (know) that they chose the wrong brother?

Now shouldn't be the time for Atsumu to be thinking these things, but as he watches you an Suna play Mario cart together on the couch, legs over each others, throwing playful punches at each other whenever a banana peel or shell is thrown, he can't help but feel like he's going to mess up and miss his chance for a second time.

How is he going to do that though? Standing in the kitchen watching, he wonders if he should even try. Sure, you and him have gotten closer recently but it is most likely because you just sent divorce papers to his brother, and Atsumu is acting as the middleman.

Even if you've been friends for years, at some point, deep down, it has to bother you right? How could you see Atsumu's face and not think of Osamu?

All of these thoughts race through Atsumu's mind, constantly, it feels like he's been thinking about these things for years, but in reality, it's only been a couple months since you've moved in with him and Suna.

Sometime in the future, he'll muster up the courage to ask you to become more than friends, he thinks, as he walks back to his room to pack his bags for an upcoming volleyball trip. He's going to be out of town for the next week, at training camps, press conferences, and friendly games between clubs.

Maybe he'll take you to a nice dinner, or a late-night park trip after getting your favourite convenience store snacks, or perhaps he'll take you to a place you've always wanted to visit around the world.

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After Atsumu's week-long trip, he feels like he's finally come to a conclusion, a solid way to confess how he's felt about you for the past 2 or so years of your lives.

He thinks, optimistically, that 'today is the day'. The day that fate will play out in his hands, you'll reciprocate how he feels, like it should have been from the start.

Today, however, is not that day. Atsumu comes to a harsh realization that fate will not always be on his side and that some things just really aren't meant to be.

Today is the day that Atsumu thought he would stop stressing about how he feels about you and his brother for the first time in months, finally tell you how he felt, and everything would play out nicely.

Today, Atsumu Miya entered his shared apartment to find Suna Rintarou planting a soft kiss on the top of your head as you fell asleep in his arms.

He feels his heart shatter in his chest, as he watches Suna rub your back, looking down at the way you lay on his chest.

Atsumu feels the same heartbreak that ripped his heart to shreds back when he was 15 and Osamu had just told him that he was taking you on a date.

He feels like time has stopped, as he just stands in the entryway of the apartment, watching, feeling his heart shatter into more and more pieces as the two of you continue to cuddle in the blissful unawareness that Atsumu is facing the second worst heartbreak of his life.

A vibration in his pocket shifts his focus back to reality, distracting him from the aching feeling in his chest. He reaches into his pocket and pulls his phone out, reading the text that was just sent to him.

"Hope you got home safe, rest up and make sure to stretch! Next practice is in two days, at 7 AM. :)" - Captian Meian

With a heavy heart, and a seemingly now even heavier body, Atsumu picks up his bags and begins walking towards his room, exchanging a quick 'hey' with Suna as he walks by.

He lets his eyes fill with tears the second his bedroom door shuts behind him. In the confines of his bedroom, he lets his tears roll down his face, staining his cheeks.

Unpacking his bags, he begins taking out all the gear from his bags and putting clothes he didn't end up wearing back into his closet. He does this mindlessly, feeling numb because of the ache in his chest.

When his hand bumps a white box that was tucked into the side of his bag. The numbness in his body fades, and the overwhelming feeling of heartbreak comes rushing back to him.

He picks up the box and feels over the ribbon that it's wrapped with to keep it closed. He picked your favourite colour to wrap it with when the clerks asked him if he had a preference in which ribbon they used,

He opens the box to reveal a necklace, one with a single simple charm, one that you had been talking about buying for yourself for months now.

With a defeated sigh, he closes the box, pulls open a drawer in his bedside table, and places it inside.

The box sits in his bedside table for months, collecting dust over time, the pristine white box becomes a dull grey. In all honesty, Atsumu had forgotten the box was even there.

That was, until he saw you wearing the same necklace that occupied said box months later.

"You finally got the necklace for yourself?" He asks, leaning against the kitchen wall as you grab glasses to place at the dinner table.

You smile up at him, with the same smile that he fell in love with back when you guys were kids.

"Suna got it for me."

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taglist! bolded names were unable to be tagged :(

@ly17 , @pluviophilefangirl , @wolffmaiden , @bitchotine , @bunnyperi , @sakusuna , @momoinot , @natriae , @aelrinv , @garousmonster , @karasunoya , @introverbatim , @katsunarii , @iluv-ace , @justsomeonewhoyoudontknow , @carmendanny2, @nsojbbkkm , @dododododooosworld , @bluelesbiann , @sassycheesecake

p.s. I'm sorry for breaking Atsumu's heart too <3

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Omggg please don't tell me u stopped writing. I really want pt3 of rewibd tho i hope you are doing good in life.

I am very much alive! Just going through some things and working on academics cause my exams are coming up. Dw though! Pt3 exists in my drafts and is coming soon :)

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everytime I write an ouran fic they end up in the rose garden (tamaki x reader requester, I'm writing for you rn, and yes, they're going to end up in the rose garden).

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im going to delete this chapter of the time fic it is so crusty it's time to rewrite

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helloo!! I really liked the “love, your moon” story that you wrote. I was wondering if you’d make a second part? 🥺 You don’t have to if you want it to end like that though! I really like your writing style btw 💕

I have one planned but I'm writing the third part of Time!! I'll likely post the second part of love, your moon after that <333

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i promise I did not drop time and rewind just to fall off the face of the earth. Once exams are over (25-31st of jan.) I will return!! part three is already near completion 🥰 please bear with me 😭

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WHO EVER WENT INTO MY ASKS TO BE ADDDD TO THE TAG LIST PLEASE COME BACK I CANT FIND YOUR ASK ANYMORE AND I DONT REMEMBER YOUR NAME

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Whoever requested psrt 2 of Osamu Angst, it was a good idea and I approve. Also jasmine my precious child, you're doing amazing! Your stories never daily to make my day💗

😭❤️ Ryn my greatest supporter <333333

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i love and adore reading angst esp for haikyuu chars so you are my new favorite blog thank you❤️

you are so sweet <333 upcoming fics are continuation of osamu getting ripped up and an old atsumu fic thats been sitting in the dungeon for a while hehe

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i am sobbing

thank you all so much 😭😭

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i really like having people leave osamu sad and alone ( figuratively and literally. )

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A part 2 to the osamu angst!!! Pls!!!

part 2 has just been posted ! read here :)

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Rewind.

Miya Osamu x Reader, angst.

Warnings: cheating, gn reader, timeskip spoilers, and cursing :)

(theres also foreshadowing of suna x reader but we're gonna leave that for another time)

Wordcount: 1.3k

Read part one here and next part here.

How are you supposed to feel when somebody leaves you? 

Sadness is given, anger is given, and regret...

Regret is circumstantial. 

Weeks after you left the life of Osamu Miya, he still sits in his apartment, rotting in regret. 

Why did I do it? Why didn’t I say no? Why didn’t I leave?

Would you still be here?

“Just this once”, he tells her, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear as they enter the hotel lobby. The hotel is in the middle of town, so he makes sure to cover his face as much as possible. The last thing he needs is to have someone recognize him getting into a hotel room with someone who very clearly isn’t his partner. 

“Just a room for the night please” he speaks quietly to the clerk, sliding his personal credit card across the counter to her. “What name would you like it under?” she asks back with a smile. 

He pauses for a moment, wondering if he should really go through with this. The part timer standing in front of him was not worth risking his years of marriage with you for, but he chooses to live in the moment and continue with it anyway.  “Atsumu Miya.”

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He didn’t mean for it to turn out like this. The friendly banter during training was never supposed to turn into cheating on you. He never planned to take that girl into a hotel. He never meant for anything to happen with her. 

How can he possibly tell you all of that when you’re not even around anymore? Every physical trace of you is gone from the house you once lived in together. Your clothes, your flowers, your cooking, all of it, it’s all gone. You had come back when he was at work and taken everything. He was heartbroken that day, coming home to a house that had nothing to show of your presence. 

Defeated, he slumped into his bed . His eyes heavy, and dark circles prominent as he had lost countless nights of sleep without you next to him. He grabbed your pillow and hugged it tight to his chest, pretending that you were there, inhaling the last of your scent that still clung to it. 

He wondered if you had eaten, or where you were staying. He also thought about giving you a call to ask about having a chat to work things out, but you had already blocked his number. 

Instead, he choses to call someone he knows will be able to comfort him. 

He calls his brother, Atsumu. 

“You got some nerve taking this long to call.”

“So you know?”

“Of course I know. I’m your brother.”

the two sit in the call for a minute before Atsumu breaks the silence.

“Let’s meet tomorrow, coffee at our usual spot. Is 10 okay for you?” He asks.

“Yeah, see you at 10.”

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Osamu can admit, he’s seen better days. His hair is unkept and his facial hair is overgrown. He can’t be bothered to deal with it all, it’s not important in his mind right now.

“Hey,” he says with a huff, sliding his body into the cushioned booth Atsumu was already sitting in, “you look good, did you order already?”

His twin gives him a nod, and lets out a sigh. He doesn’t know how to start this conversation; he doesn’t know how to confront his brother.

“ ‘Samu I don’t even know what to ask you, how could you do that? What happened?” he speaks, clearly frustrated.

“I don’t know what to tell you either ‘Tsumu. I didn’t want anything to happen with that part timer, I had no intentions of hurting y/n, you of all people would know that.” he says back. he’s talking as if you’re here. As if he’s finally getting the chance to explain himself to you, not Atsumu.

“It doesn’t matter if it wasn’t your intention, you still hurt them. Can you imagine what it was like to open my door to them with tears streaming down their face, barely able to form a sentence? Do you realize how painful it was for them for you to call her instead of comforting them that night? What were you thinking?” He argues, getting more frustrated with his brother.

Osamu sits their in awe of his brother. You have all been friends since high school, but he never knew that he had this kind of protective relationship with you. His mouth dries up, unsure of what to say.

“I don’t know what I was thinking. I don’t even think i was thinking that night. I panicked and called her to yell, to be angry. I didn’t want to take my anger out on y/n so I took it out on her instead, ok? Call me dumb and a fool for it but I thought it was the better thing to do in that moment.”

“Are you fucking stupid?”

Osamu’s eyes widen at the sudden change of tone. Sure, he and Atsumu have argued over the years, but he’s never gone this far. He has never used this tone with him before.

“You thought that calling the woman you cheated on them with was a better thing to do in the moment than to apologize, to explain, to do ANYTHING else?”

“Did you even apologize?”

He sits there. Reliving the night you walked out on him. Rethinking everything he said, and realizing that not once, did he say he was sorry.

He looks up at the other side of the booth. Atsumu’s hands are crossed, and he is clearly disappointed by his brothers reaction. It���s not like Atsumu didn’t know this. You had spent the night sobbing and reliving it over in his apartment. He had Suna go out and buy food for you and told you to stay for as long as you needed, even offering to move you in. He knew you were probably still at home with Suna crying in his arms, while he came out and dealt with his brother.

"You fucked up 'Samu." Atsumu sighs after letting this phrase out his mouth. It's been something that he has been thinking over for the past hour before this confrontation. Does he side with his brother or with one of his best and closest friends of his life? He knows that his brother is in the wrong, but blood is thicker than water, right?

"You think I don't know that?"

"I think you need to have someone else wake you up and tell you shit for real. At face value. You're here whining and complaining, doing absolutely nothing to actually fix the mistake you made. I know you can't fire the part-timer now because of conflict of interest and whatever power imbalance legalities there are behind that, but have you at least tried making boundaries with her? Have you made efforts to minimize your damage to Y/N? Have you tried doing anything but moping around and acting like with enough of it they'll feel some sort of pity for you and come back?"

Osamu feels like he just gotten slapped across the face by his brother. Maybe even more like a punch to the gut, or a stab in the back. He's left with his jaw dropped, and his head empty.

'I tried 'Tsumu! They blocked me on everything and I had- actually I still don't have any way of contacting them! I don't know if we're going to get divorced, or if they're going to come back and make me go to counselling . I don't know what to do."

"They're not coming back Osamu. You fucked up, hard. There is no coming back. There is no counciling. It's over. You threw it all away. You threw my trust away too. Why the fuck did you use my name on your hotel room?"

Atsumu huffs, realizing that there really isn't anything left to be said.

"I doubt there's really anything left, but I'll come over tomorrow to pick up anything Y/N may have forgotten to grab." He says before walking out the cafe and into his car.

Osamu watches this happen from the booth Atsumu was sitting in with him seconds before. He watches as another one of the most important people of his life walk out on him.

He is crushed to say the least.

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part 3 coming soon ??!!?!?!

Per request a tag list has been opened! comment to be added to it :))

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i will go on a writing mad woman streak tomorrow. I have read my inbox and am suddenly motivated to write until my fingers fall off.

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It's me again~~~~ I'm gonna flood your inbox mwahahahaah

Ryn’s inbox floods >>>>