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queenof-curses · 6 months

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Miya Twins x Fem!Reader

Summary: The Miya twins have been watching and waiting. What happens when they finally catch you alone in the gym after practice?

Tags: Minors DNI! Explicit in all ways. D-P. Dub con. Yandere themes. Obsessive personalities. Ownership. Str8 up smut. No plot really. Mind break. Overstimulation. Please read tags! Fic located under the cut.

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“So fucking pretty for us- isn’t she samu?”

“God- sh- she’s so tight…” the gray haired twin moaned.

You couldn’t give anything more than a soft whimper as you got lost in your own pleasures.

“That’s right baby- your ass is so fucking tight.” The blonde said.

You were smashed between the two brothers, with Osamu under you. He was currently buried to the hilt in your cunt, relishing the feeling of your warm walls gushing around him as you squeezed his cock tight. He softly thrusted upwards, languidly fucking into you from below as the more feral of the two brothers took control from behind.

Atsumu had you bent over his brother, holding your hands against your lower back with just one of his own. The other was holding your jaw- two fingers hooked into your mouth as he gagged you on his digits like a fishhook. He was always the rougher of the two, and he couldn't help himself as he used your body as his own personal toy.

Not able to get more than your own moans out, you were stuck in the position as the brothers ravished you. Atsumu buried himself into your ass, you could feel the way the thin layer between your ass and cunt stretched as the twins filled you with their cocks.

You felt so lost…yet so- full.

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It was just a moment ago you finished up your own volleyball practice, your last college season coming to a close soon. Emerging from the locker room, you noticed the twins cleaning up the gym. You offered your help, since it was shared space between the boys and girls team- but little did you know that you’d end up caught in the Miya’s trap.

At first it was a harmless conversation between the three of you- them inquiring about your intense practice schedule compared to their own. Soon the conversation turned into banter. Atsumu teased you about your love life- how volleyball was your entire life and left your boyfriend high and dry. You were quick to remind them that you didn’t have a boyfriend, that you hadn’t for a year or so now.

Of course they knew you didn’t have a boyfriend- it’s the answer they were looking for as Osamu moved in for the kill. Offering to rub your shoulders after noticing how tense you were after folding the net up.

In the end, you let them have their way with you. Giving in to their temptations as the siren twins lured you into their trap; slowly removing your clothes for a “deeper massage.” At that point you were undone; and when Atsumu leaned in for a kiss, you found that your previous hesitations flew out the window and you ultimately ended up opening your body to the brothers.

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“We’ve been waiting for this, baby… you were made just for us, ya know? …we’re never giving you up now.” Atsumu tells you from behind.

Each delicious drag of their cocks against your most sensitive parts sent you into overdrive. You were a mess between them. Osamu kept his eyes locked on yours, the deep pools of grey staring into your own as tears of pleasure blurred your vision.

“You’re doing so well for us, such a good girl,” he tells you as his hands take control of your hips. The tip of his swollen cock teases your womb, fucking up into you from below at a set pace. His grip was tight, no doubt leaving bruises as a reminder of their capabilities.

“Oh god, Samu- Please!” You beg.

“Shhhh, sweet girl, you’ll get your fill.” he hushes you. He drags your hips up and down his cock, your clit grinding into his pelvis and sending your mind reeling with every thrust.

Osamu feels you tighten around him, the clench of your tight heat being his undoing as he tilts his hips slightly. The action causes you to see stars as he pounds up into your g spot.

“Oh-fuck!” you scream, lost in ecstasy. You grip his shoulders, digging your nails into his chiseled arms as he rips your orgasm from you.

“That’s it Princess, cum for us- show us how good we make you feel,” Atsumu says from behind. He feels your asshole clamp down as you begin to finish around both their cocks.

Your vision goes white as you scream, coating Osamu’s cock in your finish. He takes the opportunity to bring your mouth to his. Warm lips take in your cries as his tongue plays with your own, swallowing each whimper and moan that left your being. Wet sounds filled the gymnasium as the three of you danced in bliss. After a moment you go limp in Osamu’s arms, having no choice but to take what the two gave you- an onslaught of pure ecstasy.

Osamu needed no further push as he planted his feet on the mats below your bodies. Gripping your hips tight, he thrusted up into your heat, sending shivers down your fucked-out body as he slammed into your cunt from down under.

“Shit-I’m close, this pussys just too fucking good. Want my cum, babe? Yeah- you fucking do, gonna bury my fucking cock deep in this pussy.” He tells you, words fumbled as he loses himself in your tight grip.

Atsumu lets his twin take the reins as he relishes the way your ass takes hold of his shaft- using the opportunity to admire the way the fat of your behind bounces with each thrust of his hips. The blonde was mesmerized by the way your body took his length, all the way down to the hilt as his balls slapped against the bit of skin separating his current territory from his brothers. He feels close to cumming himself, but he holds back- wanting to finish in your cunt just like his twin. The thought of him and brother’s cum mixed inside you made him groan.

They wanted to own you completely; tired of waiting on the sidelines for you to notice one of them, Atsumu was glad they took the risk today to try and catch you alone in the gym. It had been well worth the wait.

“Fuck, I’m- I’m cuming!” Osamu moans, pulling Atsumu from his dark mind.

You feel the heat of it before you register what was happening. Your mind is clouded in a lustful haze as you realize the gray haired twin was cumming inside of you, filling your deepest parts with his hot seed as he slowly thrusted his finish into your womb.

“O-Osamu,” you whimper, the sensitivity of your flesh high as his shaft begins to soften inside of you. He takes a moment to relish in your warmth before pulling out of your soaked hole, knowing his twin was eager for his turn.

“Shhh baby, you’re such a good girl…” he’s sure to comfort you, hearing your whimpers and soft cries- he knows how sensitive you are.

You cry out at his praise, relishing the way he reaches to caress your hair as the blonde twin slowly pulls out of your other abused hole.

Feeling Atsumu lift himself from your body, Osamu helps maneuver you. You were still sensitive from your previous orgasm, but the twins treated you as if you were made of porcelain. Carefully, Osamu sits up and moves you to lay on top of his body. With your back to his front, you were now facing the blonde twin.

Resting with your full weight on Osamu, you feel his strong hands grip behind your knees and pull your legs up. You were practically seated in his lap with nowhere to go. He opens your core up towards his brother, who sits between your thighs and admires the way his twin’s cum drips out of your pussy.

You look down and realize how hard Astumu still was… his angry red tip leaking precum as you admired the veins that dance down his long shaft. He spares no second thought as he positions himself at your opening, pumping his fist up and down his shaft in anticipation.

Slowly, the blonde feeds his cock into your wet cunt. With yours and Osamu’s juices acting as lubricant, Atsumu was quick to resume the pace he had set on your ass- chasing after his own orgasm.

He buries himself balls deep inside of you immediately- the tip of his cock slamming the exact same spot his twin brother’s did moments ago.

You thrash in Osamu’s grip, another orgasm creeping up fast as his strength holds you in place to his sibling’s harsh thrusts. He holds you open for him, the blonde taking no more hesitation to bring his thumb up to your swollen clit. He fondles it slowly, the bundle of nerves pulsing and bringing a coil of heat to the pit of your stomach.

“I- I’m cuming, oh god!” you cry out to them, not able to hold the pressure any longer.

Your words make Astumu smirk, the blonde proud to see you break so quickly under his grasp.

The action on your clit was your ultimate undoing, you feel yourself clamp down on his member, a field of white flowing into your vision as you wet yourself and both brothers. You squirt hard, screaming in Osamu’s grip as you coat Atsumu’s cock with yourself.

Atsumu watches as you juices cover himself and Osamu, absolutely hypnotized by both the image and feeling of you wrapped around him. It was messy… nasty even- and he couldn’t get enough of you.

“Fuck- that was so hot Princess, I’m close- you’re too fucking tight, ya know?” He tells you as he picks up the pace of his movements.

Osamu whispers praise into your ear, telling you what a good girl you are, that this is how you deserve to be taken- like this each and every day.

“From now on, you belong to us- Okay, Princess? Me n’ samu are gonna make sure you’re all taken care of from now on…” he tells you, voice ruff as he nibbles on your earlobe.

You moan in response as Atsumu gives a final thrust into your cunt, burying himself just as deep as his twin did moments ago. Emptying himself into you, he pulses his hips, ensuring his cum sticks to your deepest parts. If you got pregnant, he wanted to ensure it’d be his seed over his twin brothers.

He plugs you with his cock, keeping himself seated for a few moments as he relishes the way your warm cunt pulses around his shaft. He feels his balls tighten up against your opening, now empty and content.

“Oh fuuuuuuck,” Atsumu groans, finally removing his semi-hard cock. He admired how soaked he was, with not only his and your juices, but Osamu’s as well.

It was a sight to behold as he watched his brother release your legs from his tight grip, moving to a seated position with you upright and between his legs. Your knees fall apart, and Astumu catches the way your glistening cunt starts to leak the cum that was just buried deep inside of you.

“Ah ah ah- not on my watch,” he teases you and moves between your thighs.

The blonde twin reaches down, taking a swipe of cum and fingering it back inside of your cunt.

“Oh God, Sumu… it's too sensitive,” you cry out, attempting to move away. Osamu was quick though, holding you between the two of them with stern hands.

Your words don’t stop Atsumu’s actions though, and soon after it’s Osamu reaching from behind you to rub your little clit as his brother finger fucks you. It was embarrassing the way your pussy gushed; you were soaked and still wanted more... You could feel your cheeks heat at your compromised position, attempting to hide behind your hands.

Tears fill your eyes as you and Atsumu look at each other through the space of your fingers. He knew you wanted more- that you could handle both of them with whatever they gave you. This was their plan after all.

“This is how it’s gonna be, Princess. From now on…” Osamu whispers into your ear.

“You like one of us, you have to accept both of us. We’ll make you feel double good, baby”

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kairiscorner · 6 months

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Hiii can I request prompt 59 with osamu!

"ah, sorry, i... oh, your hand's really soft."

OFC DEAR SKSMJDKDKSJSISKDKEK i wanna eat him he's such a LOVER BOY but is very lowkey about it, so SHY AND ADORABLE I EKDKSJKWNSIEKEJEKEK

"your hands are so... warm."

a long day of volleyball practice and studying prompted you to ask osamu if he wanted to go get some soda with you at the nearest convenience store. he agreed, not that he had any reason to disagree, since you were only the cutest and sweetest person he has ever had the pleasure of meeting.

you two entered the convenience store, and like an obedient little puppy–or fox, rather–he quietly walked with you along the aisles of the store, listening to you as you spoke, nodding and shaking his head all sleepily, looking over at you with half-lidded eyes that were full of subtle adoration and love for you.

you spoke to him all about what happened today, about all the little things and the bouts of excitement and disappointment all throughout your day; it was the highlight of osamu's day to hear all about yours, really–and hopefully he wouldn't sound creepy if he were to admit that he gets a little sluggish when he doesn't get to see or hear from you at all from the day.

"hey, wanna try this one?" you ask him as he moves closer to you, looking over your shoulder to get a better look at the drink. "oh, as long as it isn't too sweet or strong, i'll take it." he said as you smiled. you two exited the convenience store and sat down at a nearby bench, just relaxing after a long day of work, studies, and practice. you rummaged in the bag, and you pulled out the drink you introduced him to. "here ya go, samu." you said as you handed him the drink, with osamu thanking you in a small mutter as he reached for it.

there was a split second when his whole body jolted up and froze–and it was in the very instance that his fingers were wrapped around yours. you didn't flinch, you found nothing wrong with the way he was holding your hand, you felt a little warmed up at the feeling, really. osamu blushes a bright pink when he realized just what the soft, gentle feeling was underneath his fingers was, and he tried pulling away, but his mouth ran quicker than his hand and his mind, and he blurted out:

"ah, sorry, i... oh, your hand's really soft..."

"you... really think so?"

"i-i mean... you feel... just right, i mean...!" he blurted out again, trying to cover up his embarrassing confession, merely blushing even worse while you stifled a giggle and smiled right up at the flustered, pink mess of the boy that he was. he could be serious, calm, and deadpanned at times–but around you, his one and only weakness, the only person who can pull him to be more expressive, emotional, and fired up at times–he can be a shy, cute little lover boy. and he doesn't mind getting used to being rattled by how much you make him melt, he adores being made into an embarrassed puddle of adoration and devotion to you, always.

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kairismess · 5 months

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pocky challenge with him. (part 3).

osamu miya. — cookies and cream pocky.

osamu loves the taste of the chocolatey cookie bits and the sweet cream coating the biscuit... but he loves the taste of your lips even more. he may not seem like it, but osamu enjoys seeing you lose your composure as his seemingly calm face gets closer and closer to you. he wordlessly chomps down generous portions of the biscuit, his unfazed expression unchanging as his lips are only a hair's width away from you.

he bites forward, looking into your eyes as you get even more flustered and shy. pulling the remaining bits of the pocky away from you, osamu eats the biscuit up, kinda disappointing you because he hadn't kissed you... until he leaned over and pressed his lips against yours, pushing the piece of the pocky biscuit he was going eat into your mouth.

atsumu miya. — mango pocky.

atsumu loves being a teasing little shit, chuckling and pointing out how cute you look when pissed off at his smug grinning. he purposely takes big bites out of the pocky, and every time you pull away or back out, he insists on doing the challenge once more.

the blonde's determined to get a kiss from you, though he doesn't wanna be the one to initiate–he wants you to kiss him, he wants you to want to kiss him. after multiple failed attempts, his confidence slowly starts to wane as you show zero interest in kissing him.

until you break off a piece of the pocky again, and unexpectedly, you cup his face in your hands and kiss him, leaving him all red and pink, flushed–all the way down to his neck and shoulders.

bokuto kotaro. — almond crush vanilla pocky.

bokuto enjoys eating the crunchy biscuit, though he enjoys seeing your face directly across his when he's biting into it. he doesn't exactly know what's so challenging about eating up a pocky stick with you, but he does love seeing you stare into his eyes and get a bit shy when he's staring back at you with a sweet smile.

he swears the pocky stick tastes even sweeter now, and he doesn't know why! maybe he should share his pocky with you more often, though why do you look so sad when he lets you have the bigger piece when you're both finishing the pocky up?

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justmywriting1313 · 24 days

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Soft (Osamu x reader)

Adult, business-owning boyfriend!Osamu is without a doubt the type of partner who would slowly yet firmly bring out the soft, tender-hearted childish part of you... and it would be without either of you even realising it... only when someone else pointed it out would it strike you both and even then it would hit you a lot more than it would Samu. Not because he doesn't care but because to him that is the natural order of the world. When and where else were you allowed to be soft, tender and just taken care of if not with your big beefy boyfriend...

It's a cold winter night, but you all are sitting by the riverside, a blanket spread out and a collapsible table in the back holding food and drinks. The little group consists of you, Osamu, Suna, Iwaizumi, Kageyama, and a bunch of the other MSBY boys. Everyone is either nursing a drink or munching on snacks prepared by you and your boyfriend.

Osamu is sitting in the center of the blanket between a tipsy Suna and an amused Iwaizumi. Feet flat on the ground, knees spread apart, with his body hunched over yours, which is tucked against him. You are sitting between his legs, head thrown back against his shoulder, all warm and cozy. You let Samu hold up most of your weight as you melt into his chest, your hands playing with one of his own. Outside of setting up your little picnic and grabbing the occasional drink, it's how you spend most of your night. Somewhere behind you, you can hear Sakusa's indifferent voice talking to Kageyama. In front of you, Atsumu, Kotarou, and Shoyou are bickering over the last tuna mayo onigiri.

Every few minutes, Samu pecks your temple, quietly whispering snarky comments about others or chuckling deeply in your ear. He occasionally peppers kisses along your shoulder, and each time, you smile and mumble your agreement. You watch Atsumu fail to get the last onigiri from Bokuto as the much larger man chomps onto the rice in one bite. You giggle at the blonde's dismayed expression, which immediately grabs his attention.

"Y/N, don't laugh at me… it's not fair, ya know… that onigiri was rightfully mine."

"Awww, don't pout, Tsumu. Stop by the store tomorrow, okay? I'll keep an order prepared for you."

"One, I'm not pouting; I'm brooding. And two… You're the best, sweetheart. Have I told ya that?"

You just giggle, watching Atsumu jump about in happiness before he comes to a standstill. He takes a seat opposite you and Samu, legs crossed together. His eyes are trained on you, and you can only look back at him and smile. He smiles back wide before he speaks in a voice much quieter than before,

"Ya know, Y/N, I have never seen ya look so… so soft… unguarded even… it's probably the cutest thing ever."

His words are not at all what you were expecting, and they leave you gobsmacked and shy. You feel your cheeks heat up at the attention, especially when the boys around you start to peer in. Iwaizumi bends over trying to peek at your face against Osamu's hunched-over body. When your surprised doe eyes meet his, he chuckles in agreement,

"You aren't wrong, Astumu… definitely cute."

Suna does the same on the other side, one hand coming and lightly pinching your cheek.

"Mhmm, it is adorable… you should keep her hidden, Samu, otherwise someone's going to steal her away."

"Oh yeah? Ya one of those people, Sunarin?"

Finally, your boyfriend chimes in, you can feel his chest move as you bend back to look at him. You find his eyes already trained on you despite talking to Suna. His lidded eyes and soft smirk are an expression you would remember forever. You have never felt more loved and wanted in all your life, and you are quick to shy away from all the attention,

"You guys… go away. Smack around a ball or something."

You can feel Samu's chest rumble as he chuckles at your timidness while Atsumu jumps up to grab the ball and Shoyou. Suna pinches your cheek again, making you whine while Iwaizumi musses up your hair. Chatter seems to surround you again, but your mind is stuck on those words. They stay floating through your consciousness while the boys horse around, sometimes jolting when Osamu's body moves. The thoughts stay there while everyone packs, all of you too tired now and wanting to get home. It's all you can think about, even as Osamu grabs the heavy and lighter bags from your hand in one of his own, his other hand holding onto yours tightly. When you look up at him, he is already smiling down at you.

"Are ya okay, sweetheart? You've been quiet as a mouse, ya know."

You just hum, instead of leaning up to kiss the corner of his mouth. Osamu makes it easier by leaning down, quirking a brow at the soft gesture, but he doesn't say anything more. Instead, you walk down to the car, Sakusa helping to carry a drunk Atsumu along.

Soft. Soft. Soft… You sit in the passenger seat, looking out the window, with Atsumu and Sakusa in the back bickering with one another as usual.

You had never been soft…

You had never been soft in the sense that you were just never for others to see… Your softness, you had decided early on, was yours, and you would not give others a chance to abuse it because there were too many times where it had been… So when did it all change? When did it go from something secret to something celebrated?

Looking back, though, it was never really a question… Being soft with Osamu just happened as if you didn't know how to exist in any other way with him. You just couldn't… Not when he always bends down and ties your laces for you, nor when he always opens the car door and buckles your seat belt in because 'precious cargo' always needs to be strapped in. You didn't have a choice in keeping your softness hidden when you woke up to flowers on the table at least once a week, and when you asked Samu why, he just shrugged his shoulders and said pretty things should always be surrounded by pretty things. You didn't have a choice in hiding your tender heart when Samu has always had a hold on it, pulling it out of you and then keeping it on a pedestal for everyone to see but for no one else to touch.

Turning to look at him right now, one of his hands on the wheel, quietly humming something with his other hand on your thigh, gripping both your leg and your hand, you were hit with the intensity of Samu's love. And although his eyes never leave the road, you know he knows you're looking at him. You see him smile as the car comes to a stop in front of Atsumu's house. He turns to look at you, and when his eyes meet yours, he chuckles before leaning in to peck your lips. You have to stop yourself from deepening it because he has to help Sakusa get Atsumu to bed.

And when he comes back outside alone, your eyes immediately find him even in the dark outside. You roll the window down, his arms coming to rest on the door, head leaning in until you were so close you could feel his breath on your own lips.

"Ya sure you're alright mhmmm? Sure ya got nothing to tell me"

His nose comes to lightly nudge yours,

"Nothing to tell your Samu, promise, just been thinking that's all"

"How about you tell me what about? might make me feel better"

"Just thinking about how happy I am being yours thats all"

Your words knock the breath right out of Samu and he lets out a sounds thats something between a chuckle and a groan before he's leaning away to open your door. Before you can question him his hands find you face lips landing on yours. Samu kisses you like its all he can do not to stop himself every second of every day, a desperate growl of approval leaving him as he does before he pulls away and says,

"I will never get over how soft ya make me love, never!"

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i-love-dreaming · 7 months

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Happy birthday Miya twins ♥️🎉🎂🎁🎈

2023.10.5

#happy birthday Miya twins #I found the picture on Pinterest #haikyuu!!#miya atsumu #miya osamu #haikyuu x reader #happy birthday #miya twins x reader #osamu x reader #atsumu x reader #hq

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iwaizumis-bitch · 2 years

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𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐄

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

content warnings: wife!reader, husband!osamu, cuckolding, mostly atsumu x reader, birthday sex, panty & bra sniffing, oral; both receiving, male masturbation, consensual voyeurism, praise, softdom!atsumu, daddydom!osamu, creampie,

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‘wh-, with ‘tsum?’ you splutter, cheeks heating up against your will.

‘it’s just an idea!’, osamu huffs out, albeit rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, cheeks just as pink as yours.

‘where did this even come from?’, you ask, sliding yourself against the headboard of your bed.

osamu sighs, fiddling with the ring on his finger you placed there only slightly less than a year ago.

‘well we talking about the whole cucking things a few months ago and you said you were into it’, he rambles, eyes not meeting yours, ‘and ‘tsum was always into ya, so when i brought it up to him he was down.’

his dark eyes meet your squinted ones as you fell into deep thought. honestly, you weren’t against the idea, but the fact that it had came up all of a sudden was a shock, which had you filled with doubt.

‘hey’, osamu said, pulling you out of your deep pondering. ‘there’s no pressure for you to say yes’, he tells you firmly, walking over to your side of the bed and laying a rough hand against your soft cheek, pulling your eyes to look up at him.

‘i want to’, you say under your breath, just a decibal or two above a whisper. he smiles down at you, thumbing at your bottom lip.

‘thank you babe’, he says, leaning down to press a soft kiss on your forehead.

‘i’ll work out all the details with him now’, he faintly said, turning to grab his phone out of his pocket to undoubtedly call his brother.

‘ah’, he says, pressing his fingers to your lips when you open your mouth to protest.

‘i’ll tell him all your hard no’s, safewords, turn ons, et cetera’, he told you, letting his fingers toy with your hair for a moment before reaching back to his phone.

‘don’t worry doll. just get some rest for ya big day tomorrow, ok?’, he whispers, dialing atsumu’s number on his phone and blowing a kiss, stepping out of your bedroom.

you sighed at your reflection in the mirror. you’d had a lovely day celebrating with osamu, but now it was 8pm, and atsumu was due over any minute now.

you had on a royal blue satin underwear set which accentuated all of your assets, leaving you looking alluring as you were still fully covered up.

‘is it too much?’, you ask osamu, who was sitting on your shared bed, just outside of the joint bathroom you were currently standing in.

‘angel..’, he tutted, walking up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. ‘you know i think you’re the most gorgeous girl in the world, and as much as i hate to admit it, atsumu probably does too. you look absolutely perfect no matter what you’re wearing, and if my shithead of a brother doesn’t make you feel like that i’ll pummel him, ok?’, he reassured you, his voice deep and comforting in your ear as his hands roamed all around your body, breathing you in.

you locked eyes with him through the mirror, smiling and nodding at him with a newfound confidence. as on cue, you heard four quick, but loud knocks on the door, and suddenly you felt way more excited about this.

your mind fogged over whatever your husband was saying, your mind too preoccupied with keeping your eyes anywhere but on atsumu. you could feel his choclatey eyes burning into you, desperate to get the skimpy clothing off of you.

‘i think he gets it, samu’, you say, giving a reaffirming pat on his shoulder.

‘yeah, samu’, atsumu repeats using a mocking tone for the nickname you had given him years ago. he takes a step forward, reaching out and titling your head up.

‘hey there, cutie’, atsumu whispers, squeezing your cheeks together gently, giving them a squeeze.

‘hi....’, you trailed off, eyes flitting over to osamu who was watching the both of you with intent.

‘oi’, atsumu said, sliding his hands down to your chin, sliding his thumb into your mouth.

‘eyes on me’, he said firmly. ‘good girls’, he tuts, feeling your tongue with his thumb.

your tongue flattened out, allowing him to slide his thumb in deeper. it was calming looking at atsumu, he did have the exact same face as your husband. you’re lost in his bronze eyes, only a shade lighter than osamu’s, not noticing how his pupils are growing larger by the second.

you tense up when you feel his other hand come up to brush your hair behind your shoulder. he leans down to your eye level, taking his thumb out of your mouth and darting his eyes up to yours for a moment.

a small ‘oh’, breathless and barely audible left your slightly parted lips. your eyelashes fluttered close as atsumu started his sucking above your collarbone. your arms came to hold his shoulder as you steadier yourself, leaning your neck back to allow him to trail kisses higher.

his tongue drags up the column of your neck, stopping at the corner of your lips. a split second passes where he hesitates, and you squeeze his shoulders reassuringly.

you drag your lips towards his, and he slots his mouth against yours. it’s messy and fiery and it has your tummy on fire. your hands reach to the back of his neck, tugging on his brown roots.

between the midst of you two interchanging saliva, neither of you notice osamu palming himself through his sweats, tongue poked out between his lips. he steps back to sit on the recliner in the corner of the living room, giving the two of you the freedom of the couch.

atsumu notices his brother out of the corner of his eye, as he starts to awkwardly push you backwards all whilst sucking on your tongue. the back of your knees his the couch as you fall onto it, eyes wide and filled with lust, no doubt.

your eyes dart around the room, catching onto osamu, who had his pants pooled around his ankles, and the hem of his shirt tucked between his teeth. it was truly a sight to see, it almost had you crawling over to him, begging to suck his cock, which was currently being stroked by his fingers between the fabric of his boxers.

‘if i have to tell ya one more time to keep ya eyes on me, i’ll edge you for hours’, atsumu’s thick accent whispered into your ear, raising the hairs on your arms as you jolt at his sudden proximity, snapping out of your trance.

‘sorry’, you whisper back, flitting your eyes back to his face.

he doesn’t respond, rather placing his hands on your thighs and dropping to his knees, eyes locked on your every movement and expression, as he tries to keep your comfortable.

every time your eyes met his you couldn’t help but get a small shockwave of déjà vu. it takes you a fraction of a second to realise that no, it’s not your husband currently kissing up your thighs. atsumu’s eyes were just a tad more wide set, and his ears were more pointy that osamu’s, but other than that he was a mirror image of your husband.

‘you enjoying yourself there?’, atsumu mumbles from your inner thigh, letting his breath fan against it momentarily as you nod eagerly.

he smirks at your response, grabbing your asscheeks and shifting you closer towards him. all of a sudden atsumu’s face was much closer to your pussy than you remember, and your chest started to heave in suspense and excitement.

your head slid back against the couch, staring at the roof in expectancy, a million thoughts racing through your head as your heart pounded. you knew your safe word and you knew to use it whenever you felt uncomf-.

you were cut of mid thought by a pang of arousal hitting you, more specifically your clit. your hips thrashed up once as your natural instinct was to chase the pleasure. your cheeks flamed up as you went to apologise, but atsumu’s growl cut you off as he grabbed the waistband of your thong, tugging it down quickly.

atsumu took barely any time to look at your cunt, and just as he was about to dive in, a deep ‘wait’, stopped you. the both of you turned to look at osamu, who was now fully erect, tugging on the base of his cock.

‘give me them’, osamu said to the man knelt between your legs. you didn’t understand what he meant, opting to tilt your head slightly and open your mouth to question him.

atsumu however, grumbled as he lifted your calf up, dragging your ruined panties down your leg and around your ankle, taking a second to admire the wet mark he had undoubtedly caused, and throwing them across the room to his brother.

you watched with a loss of words as osamu eagerly grabbed them, bringing the fabric where your cunt laid directly against your nose, breathing in your scent. you licked your lips, unsure of what to say. you didn’t know your husband to be so.. so... peverse.

you didn’t have to think about it anymore, because just as he wrapped the ruined panties around his cock, atsumu finally started to eat your cunt.

an embarrassing loud moan bubbled out of your throat, as he clamped his lips around your vagina. his tongue was licking up and down your labia, poking inside of you, and spirally against your clit, at what all felt like the same time.

osamu always preferred to take it slow when he ate you out, favouring teasing and edging you more than anything. this was a new feeling, and it was a good one.

‘tsumu!, fuck’, you squealed grabbing onto his bleached hair. your head was still thrown back, eyes either squeezed shut or staring at the roof.

said man pulled away from your sopping cunt briefly, licking his lips as he turned his head to smirk at his brother who looked like he was closer to cumming then you were. he let out a low chuckle of amusement, turning back to his meal.

he carefully used his thumbs to spread your labia, watching your drenched hole salivate. he used his one of his free pointer fingers to lift up the hood of your clit, blowing air on it teasingly.

you whined out in frustration, and that single sound was enough for atsumu to realise why his brother was so obsessed with edging you. without another thought, he shoved his tongue inside of your cunt, flicking the tip around as to hit all of your sensitive walls.

his other pointer finger came to your clit, where he rubbed saliva he had previously left there around the delicate bundle of nerves, quickly falling into a simple circular motion.

‘fuck, atsu, oh my god’, you babbled out, pulling the roots of his hair. your hips and jerking forward onto his face and if you had any bit of dignity left you would care, but the ministrations atsumu’s performing on you right now has you unable to think clearly.

‘she’s close’, osamu groans, squeezing the pre cum from his tip to use as lube. he sees the way your hips start to move, the shapes your pretty mouth starts to make, and from experience (lots of it) he knows you’re about to cum.

yours fingertips are digging into his scalp now, as you desperately hump his face. you’re sure you look pathetic, but you’re sure this is only a natural reaction to having miya atsumu eat you out.

‘oh my fuck-, ohmygod atsumu! i’m gonna cum, fuckfuckfuckfuck’, you wailed out, clenching around his tongue as your whole crotch area spasms. you wouldn’t even be sure if atsumu’s breathing anymore if it weren’t for his tongue rapidly flicking against your clit.

you quiver as your orgasm ends, sighing as atsumu continued to lick up and down your pussy, collecting all of your fluids he knew he’d never taste again. your hands leave his scalp to wipe the sweat off of your face.

your eyes catch osamu’s, who’s staring at you with lidded eyes and his half hard cock in his hands. his shirt is now off, and his abdomen and chest is coated in what is no doubt his opaque white cum. you give him a small smile, to which he just lazily smirks back (like in the banner🤤), tugging on his cock and sliding his tongue against his top teeth slowly.

atsumu finally gets up, breaking you and osamu’s intense eye contact. he quickly slips his black tee over his head, and you were once again reminded that atsumu is an olympic athlete. his shoulders were broad and he must have a body fat percent of 10 percent.

he sat down next to you, quick to pull you to straddle his lap. you couldn’t see osamu from this position, so you had no choice but to keep your eyes on him. your cheeks flushed as you noticed your residue was still coated all over his chin and lips.

‘let’s get this off then, yeah?’, he mumbled to himself reaching behind your back. you giggled softly as he fumbled with your bra clasp, opting to reach back and helping him out.

his cheeks were flushed from failing at such a simple task as he pulled the straps off of your arms, watching as your soft tits fell out of the cups. he throws the item over to his brother, who eagerly plucks it out of the air.

atsumu’s eyes are trained on your boobs, and he picks them up giving your underboobs a squish. after a good fifteen seconds of him holding your boobs, you grow insecure.

‘a-are they okay? i know samu said you’re more of an ass guy, i can-‘, you started to ramble.

you were cut off by atsumu’s pointer finger against your lips, silencing the bullshit you were going on about.

‘with these ya might as well make me a tit man’, he said with no hesitation, thumbing at the nipple of the boob he was still holding. he watched as your stomach flexed ever so slightly at the motion.

‘and they’re sensitive? god you’re perfect’, he mumbled to himself, watching as your nipples grew erect under his touch.

‘please atsu’, you begged softly, grinding yourself onto his clothed cock in an attempt to hurry him.

‘eager are we?’, he teased, pinching your nipple. his dick only grew harder as you squealed, exhaling shakily. after one look at your cock hungry face he had enough of teasing you, and wrapped his lips around your stiff nipple, toying with the other one freely.

you sighed out dreamily at the relief, arching your back into his mouth. your hands weaved their way back into his roots, scratching your nails against his scalp. the action had him groaning against your nipple, which you immediately decided was one of the top ten feelings to ever grace your body.

your hips begin to grind on their own. you slowly created a pace of grinding yourself down onto atsumu’s cock, and arching your back in a consistent rhythm. atsumu was slobbering all over your nipples, biting and licking whatever he could to keep making those whimpers coming out of you.

his hands eventually found purchase with your hips, his mouth still sucking bruises onto the tender flesh of your tits. he was eager to help you grind onto him easier, shifting you over a bit so you were basically giving him a pussyjob, through his pants.

you sighed dejectedly as atsumu seemed to have no plans on taking his pants of anything soon, so you pulled his mouth off of your chest, bringing your face close to his.

‘hi atsu’, you whispered, lips just centimetres from his.

‘why’d ya stop baby?’, he asked, trying to grind your hips forward again, but you stayed put.

your mouth dragged its way to his earlobe, biting on the sensitive skin gently. ‘i need you to stop teasing me, ‘tsum’, you whispered in a sultry tone. ‘i need you to fuck me, kay?’, you say swivelling your hips onto his dick, letting out a small desperate moan as your clit caught onto his cock.

atsumu was frozen in place, praying to every god in the sky that he wouldn’t cum in his pants right now. after his prayers were answered, he only nodded. he licked his lips, standing up and wasting no time in taking his pants and boxers off.

‘c’mere’, he muttered, motioning for you to bend over the coffee table, facing osamu directly. the dark haired man had an unreadable looking on his face, a mixture of pride and lust it looked like.

you blushed as atsumu manhandled your hips, angling them so he could nudge the tip of his cock in between your pussylips. both of you groaned at the sensation, and he started to sheathe his cock into you, inch by inch.

you immediately recognised that he wasn’t as thick as osamu, but he was around the same length you were used to. once he finally slid all the way in, he let out a deep groan of pleasure, stirring the arousal in your crotch region, clenching the area.

‘fuuuck baby’, atsumu drawled out, palming your ass and relishing in the feeling of you squeezing around his cock. he reluctantly brings his hips back, smirking internally at the whine you mack at the loss of his dick inside of you, before snapping his hips forward in one quick motion.

‘oh!’, you moan out breathily and suddenly. his heavy balls slap up against your clit at the force of his thrust, and the new sensation is one that had your elbows almost buckling underneath you.

atsumu smirks inwardly at your reaction, letting his cockhead press against the opening of your cervix, before pulling out. he admires the transparent liquid sticking to his cock, digging his palms into your ass.

you cry out needily, giving your hips a teasing wiggle. atsumu frowns at that, sending a sharp slap to your right ass cheek. ‘be patient’, he orders, watching as you stop fucking yourself back onto his cock.

‘i’ll do the work, you just lay there and keep those pretty noises comin’’, he says, spreading your ass cheeks apart. he thrusts his cock back inside of you, sliding his hands up and down your hips and he sighs appreciatively at the warmth your pussy was supplying his dick.

your back arches as he finds his pace, slowly sliding his cock in and out of you. your lashes flutter close, mouth opened wide as your sweet sounds fall out. your tits are swinging back and forth, and you open your eyes lazily to look at osamu.

his eyes are trained on your face, tongue poked out between his lips as he toyed his the head of his cock, watching all your lewd faces. your panties are in tatters in his hand as he strokes it alongside his cock, and your bra is in his other hand which he occasionally brings to his nose to get a whiff of your underboob sweat.

he gives you a tight lipped smile when you catch his eyes, spreading his legs wider to give you a better view of his current doings. you subconsciously falling into a trance, blinking slowly as you watch how he reached his hand out under your chin.

your head bops up and down as atsumu shows no sign of stopping anytime soon. osamu grabs your jaw softly, touching for what feels like for the first time forever. his other hand is still tugging at his cock as he watches your face contort into a vulgar expression.

‘my sweet pretty girl’, he sighs, bucking his hips into his hand. he’s standing now, and your neck is at an uncomfortable angle as you look up at him. you can hear atsumu cussing behind you, his thrusts becoming more sloppy and less calculated.

your eyes flicker down when you feel something against your cheek, and lips part when you realise it’s your husbands leaking cock. he leers down at you, silencing your moans, much to his twin’s displeasure, by gently shoving the head of his cock between your lips.

you excitedly swirl your tongue around his angry tip, moaning at the taste of his salty pre cum hitting your tastebuds. he doesn’t say anything, rather cascade his hands through your hair and take in the view of how fucking good you look right now.

your eye contact with him is quickly broken, however, but none other than miya atsumu. he angles his hips higher, granting him to be able to hit your g-spot directly, rather than just nudging it and brushing against it.

you instantly moan around osamu’s cock, which is now being jerked off by said man as you suckle on his cockhead. he groans at the sensation, trying his best not to shove his cock down your throat and fuck it until you can’t talk.

atsumu starts to stutter over his words, heavy accent almost inaudible for you to understand.

‘ahh, fuck shit, you’ve got the best cunt in the world. holy fucking fuck you’re so tight for me baby, g’na make me cum, yeah you are’, he rambled out, his hips slapping against your ass now sounds like an applause as he thrusts forward one last time with a cry of your name.

he fucks you so quickly that osamu’s cock falls from your mouth, and your sweet cries immediately resound throughout the room as you cum, squeezing around his dick. the blonde’s head is thrown back, hips rocking back and forth as he fucks his cum back inside of you, overstimulating both of you in the process.

‘fuuuck’, a-atsu’, you squeal, kicking your legs up behind you as he pulls his dick out, watching in a daze as his thick globules of his pearly white cum slip and fall out of your twitching pussy. he resists to urge to push it back in with his thumb, knowing you’re already sensitive and osamu would break his neck.

you’ve barely caught your breath when you feel your face getting sprayed, instinctively squeezing your eyes shut. it stops after a few moments, and your suspicions are confirmed when you see osamu standing over you, cock now flaccid in his hand. he tucks it back into his boxers, then scoops up his cum that landed on your cheeks and chin with his pointer and middle finger, shoving them inside your mouth.

you keen at the taste, sucking on his fingers through and through until his cum was gone. you see atsumu sitting on the sofa, holding a towel out and patting on the spot next to him. you politely shake your head, quavering about how you just needed a hot shower.

the shower is hot and on rainfall mode, water droplets running down your arms and body. you grab a bar a soap, cleaning your arms and stomach, and just when you were about to get to the important area, you’re stopped.

you hear osamu’s voice raised just a couple rooms away, but you’re unable to tell what he’s saying. you gnaw on your lip nervously. you wanted to turn off the shower to hear what they were saying, but then again they would hear the sound of the water stopping and know you’re eavesdropping.

in the end you decide to just quickly get all off atsumu’s cum that was on, and in you, with your loofa, sighing at the warm feeling of being clean. you step out, wrapping a towel around yourself, trying to ignore the uneasy feeling in your gut.

‘samu, atsu?’, you call out, brows furrowing when you see they’re not on the couch like you’d expected. you’re only wearing one of osamu’s loose t-shirts. you grab your phone from the kitchen counter, sending osamu a quick text.

mid-typing, however, you feel a solid chest press against your back, hard cock grinding against your ass.

‘samu?’, you ask, turning your head to the side. he takes advantage of that, licking his tongue up the column of your neck, causing you to shiver.

‘that was ‘tsum’s present, yeah? my turn now, wanna have him watch how a real man fucks ya’, osamu mumbles onto your skin, lifting your (his) t-shirt up and grabbing at your waist.

your mouth parts, not sure what to say when atsumu cuts in, coming from the laundry. he’s got a cocky grin on his face, the one he often gives his opponent from across the net only a volleyball court.

‘it’s y/n miya, y’know’, atsumu teases, watching osamu frown at his words from above you. ‘just sayin’’, he says, putting his hands up in mock surrender.

‘samu here wants ta’ prove he can make ya cum harder than i did’, the flaxen haired man explained, leaning over the other side of the counter.

‘and if that means i’ll get these pretty lips wrapped around my cock’, he starts, reaching out and pressing his thumb on your raw bottom lip.

‘then we should do this every birthday’

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yuu-kumeii · 2 years

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Imagine waking up on your couch, the sun peering through the window and a book in your hand. Discarding the book on the coffee table when you hear light scratching noises coming from your back door, the door that leads to your garden. Smiling to yourself, you know exactly who it is that's so persistent on being let in. Making sure you look presentable, you open the door to see...

Two foxes. Two very identical foxes, sitting at your feet with ears pinned to their heads and eyes glossy in an attempt to look in desperate need of affection. You roll your eyes at their attempt, 'Don't they know they look cute enough as is?'. Cooing at them to come inside, to which they happily oblige, and ushering them to sit on the couch while you try your best to clean up the area first. You can tell your fluffy guests are getting impatient with their repeated whines from the couch, still giving you those impossibly adorable 'sad eyes'. Well, you don't have much of a choice now do you?

"Alright I'm done cleaning, be patient you two" a playful smile on your lips before dropping on the sofa with your arms opened dramatically for them. Your fox companions waste no time in snuggling into your sunken figure, licking at your face because at last you can pay attention to them. You pet both their heads and watch them melt deeper into your embrace. They may not be your foxes, but might as well be with the amount of times you find yourself in this exact predicament. It seems their antics knows no bounds because as soon as you even think about getting up they immediately start pawing at your dress, careful to not damage the garment, in an attempt to make you stay.

"Oh come on you two, I'll be back as soon as I finish making snacks ok?" two pairs of ears perked up at that. Making eye contact with each other, the foxes look back at you excitedly and lunge forward at you in joy. Stumbling back from the soft forces that collided with you, a laugh resonates from you as you struggle to hold both foxes in your arms. Nuzzling against the underside of your chin, happily squealing while your shower them with a train of kisses atop their heads.

Your fox companions agree that coming back to you will never be a bad choice. Even more so when just outside your window, a few more oval pairs of eyes watch the twins in your embrace. Though behind the oval eyes was a figure with ears and a tail, sighing at the antics of his group. Wondering when you'll find out the truth about your odd coloured companions and just how you would react to such a thing...

Inspired by @/dolliedarlin's Miya twins fox drabble

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shirabaee · 1 year

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"How can you like my twin...and not me?"

...he doesn't understand. he's in a big confusion and he just can't seem to accept.

"...When I've stayed longer by your side and he never cared less."

... No. He doesn't want to accept. Because he had always wanted you. Ever since the moment you met, till this day in spring, a confession for his twin was what broke his heart.

He wishes. "I wish you loved me too."

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twins angst 🥰🪦

Not very good writing here ✋😔 =sleepy

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blacckdiamondposts · 1 year

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Why choose one if I could have both? Part 2

Pairing: Miya Twins x Reader

Atsumu checked his phone, squinting his eyes as his screen was too bright.

Window

His lips tugged into a smirk as he rolled out of bed.

He opened his window, chuckling as you tried your best to get in.

"C'mon, help me out!"

He extended his arm, reaching for your hand and pulling you in as if you weighed nothing.

"Thanks," you huffed.

"Of course," he had an amused look on his face.

You watched as he wobbled back to his bed, plopping down on it. It looked very appealing. His bed, of course - not the bleach blonde.

You followed him, sitting down next to him.

"How was it," he asked curiously.

"Way too many people," you groaned, "what were you up to?"

"Just watching a movie,"

"A movie," you repeated, grinning at him.

"Yeah, just a movie," he stated.

"Oh, really," your lips tugged into a sly grin, "then what's that?"

Atsumu didn't have to follow your gaze to know what you were looking at. Was he watching porn? Yeah. Did you need to know that about him? No.

"Ya know," he started, "you could help me out instead of making comments about it,"

You touched his chest as you moved closer, kissing him teasingly slowly.

You parted just enough to speak up, "Would you like that?"

"Would love it," his breath hitched as your hand moved south.

Your lips brushed against his ear, "why don't we have some fun tonight?"

A strangled moan escaped his lips as you started to palm his bulge through his sweatpants.

"Yes, please," he begged, growing frustrated by the amount of fabric between you.

Your lips tugged into a smirk, knowing you've got him wrapped around your finger.

"(Y/N), don't tease me," he said with a warning tone, although he sounded more desperate than anything.

You chuckled, "can't take you serious when you're moaning like that,"

Atsumu's eyes darkened as he raised his hand, wrapping it around your neck.

"I said don't fucking tease me," he closed the distance, kissing you hungrily while his hands started to roam over your body.

It didn't take long before he pulled you onto his lap and placed his hands on your waist. You were grinding against his bulge, feeling a familiar heat spread within you.

You bit his lower lip, tugging at it lightly before you parted.

"Is Osamu still up," you asked.

Atsumu let out a low groan, wanting to have you to himself for once. Your hands roamed over his well-defined chest as he searched for his phone.

You watched him open the chat with his twin, typing away before he tossed his phone onto his mattress.

It didn't take long, and you heard footsteps as the latter seemed interested.

The door cracked open, and Osamu entered, glancing at the two of you before he shut the door closed.

"You started without me," he stated drily as he walked up to Atsumu's bed.

"Samu," you beamed at him, extending your arms and grabbing his shoulders once they were in reach.

You brought him closer, clashing your lips against him as you kissed him passionately. You were still grinding your hips against Atsumu's, who was slowly getting impatient - much to his twin's amusement.

However, Atsumu used it to his advantage as he moved his hands along your sides, rucking up your shirt.

He let out a satisfied hum as his gaze fell onto your exposed chest. He cupped your breasts, kneading your soft flesh before he started to pinch and roll your nips.

You moaned against Osamu's lips as your mind grew hazy. Your hand moved south, where you started to palm Osamu's bulge.

Meanwhile, Atsumu latched onto the exposed part of your neck, placing soft kisses before his teeth grazed down your skin, letting a shiver run down your spine.

"Fuck," Osamu breathed against your lips as he parted from you.

You pouted, displeased with the sudden absence of Osamu's lips. However, Atsumu was quick to replace his twin's place after he tossed your shirt to the floor.

You got startled as Osamu placed his hands firmly on your hips from behind. He pulled your hips back, resulting in you being on all fours. Your head aligned with the waistband of Atsumu's sweatpants while you felt Osamu's bulge press against your ass.

"Not bad," Atsumu remarked, smirking at his twin brother.

Your fingers played with Atsumu's waistband, fingers teasingly playing with it. The bleach blonde pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his chiseled abs.

You let out a moan as Osamu started to rub your clothed clit.

"Shhh, you can't be loud, pretty girl," Atsumu smirked as he brought his hand down, getting ahold of your chin.

You pulled the latters pants down, revealing his hard cock before you wrapped your fingers around it. Atsumu let out a strangled moan as you started to pump his length.

Osamu raised a brow, "who's the loud one now?"

"Shut up," Atsumu huffed, throwing his head back when he felt your tongue circle around his tip.

You were teasingly swirling your tongue around it, lapping up a bead of precum, which had a familiar salty taste. Slowly, you started to take more of his length into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks as you began to suck his cock.

Osamu hooked his fingers into the waistband of your pants, pulling them down to reveal your wet cunt.

He let out a content sigh, "So wet, just for us,"

You moaned around Atsumu's cock as you felt Osamu's hot breath hit your cunt.

Osamu was firmly holding you in place as he latched onto your cunt. His tongue was sliding over your slit before it plunged into you. It didn't take long before your legs started to tremble, feeling dizzy from the pleasure and lack of oxygen.

Atsumu's hand found its way to the back of your head, where it tangled in your hair. He was taking over as he started buckling his hips, fucking your mouth. Tears were forming in the corners of your eyes as his cock was hitting the back of your throat with each thrust.

"You look so pretty like that," Atsumu praised, "you're so good,"

Atsumu's praise was doing funny little things to your head.

Osamu brought one of his hands up, rubbing your clit while he was eating you out. Although your mouth was filled with Atsumu's cock you couldn't help but moan around it.

You were sure his parents would hear the lewd sounds, but you didn't care.

"Is Samu making you feel good," Atsumu said, trying his best to keep his composure, "does his tongue make you feel good?"

"Such a pretty girl," he cooed, pushing himself deeper down your throat.

Your toes curled, nails raking over Atsumu's thighs as your orgasm washed over you. Atsumu pulled his cock out, watching your face contort in pleasure as you were coming down from your high.

"Come here," Atsumu pulled you closer to him until your hips were leveled. He aligned his cock with your entrance before pushing himself in with ease, "fuck, so wet," he groaned.

Usually, Osamu quickly interferes, but he knows his brother wouldn't last long. Instead, he walked over to the side of the bed, freeing his cock and stroking it as his gaze fixed on your face, taking your ecstatic expression in.

"How bout you put that pretty little mouth to work," Osamu proposed to which you happily obliged.

Your hand replaced his, and you let it move up and down his cock before you let your tongue slide from the shaft up his tip, circling it as your eyes locked.

Osamu's eyes darkened, looking down at you as your plump lips wrapped around his cock.

"Just like that," he said, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear, letting his hand rest at the side of your neck.

Atsumu's cock filled you up perfectly with every single thrust.

"You feel so good," he rasped.

Osamu's gaze shifted to his brother, noting how his thrusts were becoming sloppy as he neared his end. A smirk crept onto his face, ‚I knew he wouldn't last long,'

Atsumu's hands found their way to your hips, keeping you in place as he picked his pace up, fucking into you as he neared his edge.

Osamu pulled his hard length out, smirking at you before realizing. Your gaze shifted to the bleach blonde, watching his face contort in pleasure as moans and groans spilled over his lips.

"Come inside me, Tsumu," you moaned, and it was enough to push him over his edge.

His cock was throbbing inside of you as he emptied himself, spraying thick strings of come into you.

Atsumu panted, trying to catch his breath, hair clinging to his forehead where tiny beads of sweat accumulated. He felt hot and light-headed as he was coming down from his high.

"That was quick," Osamu said in an amused tone, having a sly expression.

"Fuck you," Asumu groaned as he raised his arms to hide his red face.

Osamu helped you off of his brother, laying you beside the bleach blonde. Osamu towered over you, pinning you between himself and the mattress.

He was slowly sinking into your wet cunt, giving you a moment to adjust. Allthough, that wasn't really needed anymore.

He started at a low and steady pace while he lowered his head, placing soft kisses on your collarbone. He left a trail of kisses as he moved higher to your neck, lightly biting your delicate skin..

Meanwhile, Atsumu scooted over, and his gaze was fixed on your face. He admired your flushed expression, lips reddened and parted as moans spilled over them. Eyes shut closed, and brows furrowed as you tried to hold your composure.

"(Y/N), are you close," Atsumu whispered as a smirk crept onto his face.

Osamu looked at his brother before his eyes shifted to your face, noting your expression, which only spurred him on.

"She looks so pretty taking my cock, doesn't she," Osamu cooed.

"So pretty," Atsumu replied, "such a good girl,"

Your eyes fluttered open, locking eyes with Osamu before you noticed that his twin also had his eyes on you.

Osamu picked up his pace as he was nearing his edge, knowing that he wouldn't last long with that view in front of him.

"Just like that," you purred, "don't stop,"

He was pounding into you, and he felt your walls tighten around his cock before you came.

Atsumu's quickly brought his hand to your mouth, trying to keep you from being too loud since he surely didn't want to wake their parents. You bit down into the flash of his hand as your orgasm crashed over you, arching your back, which let Osamu sink even deeper into you.

"Fuck," Osamu panted as he followed you right over the edge.

He filled you up, emptying himself inside of you and staying like that for a while. Eventually, he rolled over, and you were sandwiched between the twins.

You had a content smile while the twins stared at each other, almost as if arguing telepathically about whose bed you'll be staying in.

#osamu miya #atsumu miya #atsumu miya x reader #osamu miya x reader #miya twins #miya twins x reader #haiykuu!!

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kairiscorner · 6 months

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NO BC THIS IS READER WITH OSAMU

i'm not cute. – osamu miya x reader

"babe, what're doin'?" he asked you with a slightly muffled voice as you played with his chubby cheeks. he furrowed his eyebrows as you kept playing with his cheeks, as if he were putty in your hands and he kind of is when you touch him all lovingly and sweetly. "just admiring you, 'samu. you're so... fluffy." you gushed, squeezing his cheeks, making him go red and warm at your words and constant touching.

"like... a cat?" he asked you in confusion, sneaking glances at you. "hmm, more like a fox." "oh, haha, very funny, is it because of our team name?" "no, i'm serious!" you exclaim, grinning.

"you're like a sweet, tired little fox that just wants to hibernate all day... y'know, foxes are actually my favorite animal." you rambled with a smile, making osamu blush harder and his eyes widen at your gushing.

"...i don't mind that, i guess." he mumbled out, wrapping his muscular arm around your waist and gently pulled you closer to him, letting you pinch at his cheeks and play with them, no matter how red he'd look afterwards–because he absolutely melts at your touch, he can never stay put or calm when your soft hands are all over him; and he never wants you to stop, really, he loves your touch too much to let you go.

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kairismess · 4 months

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⋆⁺₊❅⋆ holiday headcanons event !!

day 2.2: ice skating with the miya twins ⛸️

🍰 genre: fluff !! ✒️ word count: 568 💭 summary: learning how to ice skate with the miya twins ⛸️ 📣 thanks for requesting anon! if you'd like to request any other prompt for any other character, please refer to my holiday headcanons event and send me an ask!

whenever you and osamu go on the ice alone together, just talking and gliding on the ice, nothing too fancy–atsumu goes out of his way to surprise you both and interrupt your alone time together.

"hey! don't forget about me!" he chimes in with a chuckle, making osamu roll his eyes, unsurprised that he wants your attention, too. he hits the back of his head, making him groan in slight pain. "i think i forgot who the hell you were for a minute there," the gray haired twin muttered, making the honey blonde twin grit his teeth.

"did all that bumping on the ice mess up yer brain or somethin'?" "probably not, yer just too annoyin' for me to pay heed to."

as tensions grew between them, you put yourself in the middle of their squabbling and held their hands with yours, smiling sweetly. "you two better not fight this time, or i'll leave you two here to deal with each other, i deserve a break from your stupid arguing, y'know," you beamed in a creepily delightful voice, making the twins gulp in fear, listening to you and nodding in obedience at behaving themselves.

after a while, atsumu wanted to show off to you a new trick he 'learned' (more like tried to imitate from the other skaters after seeing it only once). after jumping, he landed on his chest when he fell, a gracefully ungraceful fall, making osamu stifle a laugh; a smile tugging at the corners of his, and your own, lips.

atsumu grunted as osamu glided over, extending a hand to him, with the atsumu glaring at him a lottle before taking his hand, only for osamu to let him down, making his twin fall on his chest once more. "oops, butterfinge–" osamu was cut off from his teasing when his brother gripped his arm and dragged him down onto the ice with him, making him thud the same way he did.

"oops, guess i'm just too strong," atsumu gloated, looking over at you. despite his pitiful condition, he was indeed pretty strong, even you had to admit it; but right now, you just didn't know what to do to straighten these twins up so they'd stop bickering or competing against each other for one day.

"...i'll give you both kisses if you stop acting like brats," you offered, making them both perk their heads up, their eyes widening and their cheeks flushed with red and pink hues. "y'would?!" they both exclaim, with you nodding and smiling slightly.

you tried to help them both up, but of course–the miya brats will be brats–they wanted to tease you a little and refused to budge, making you fall over trying to help them up. however, you landed in both of their arms, their faces looking down at you as you looked up into theirs, your face heating up at the proximity and gesture. "yer cute, but even cuter up close," osamu pointed out, blushing. "yer like... an angel," atsumu chimed in, grinning.

looks like you weren't going to catch a break from these bratty twins... but, as long as they keep up this gentlemanly act–mwah, mwah; you gave the two of them a kiss on the cheek, warming up their faces and bodies to the point that they were now flustered, pink doofuses, grinning and eyes wide as they held you with shaky hands on the ice.

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77gigabytes · 1 year

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Things I might turn into full fics later Pt. 3

Cursed Fox Spirit! Reader x Miya Twins

So I wrote this, and mid-way, I realised that it has a similar concept to 'Forest of the Firefly Lights / Hotarubi no Mori e ' which if you haven't watched, I WHOLLY recommend you do!

JUST SAYINGGGGG (if you don't know the plot of Forest of the Firefly light), but the reader starts off older than the twins, but then since she's kind of stuck in time, eventually the twins are older than her

Anyways, enjoy :3

|| Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 ||

Okay...SO

You've been cursed by some witch to become a fox spirit

a kitsune essentially.

What did you do to be cursed like this, Y/N-chan?

today, it's absolutely sweltering

you're high in the canopy of the thick forest around you

you're leaning against the main trunk with one of your legs dangling and the other propped up on the branch

But even the shade couldn't help you from the humid air

fanning yourself wasn't doing much either

so relaxing wasn't really an option, especially when the cicadas around you are screaming at each other.

soon your pointed ears twitch at the tinkling sound of children's voices coming your way

not many children go this far into the forest and if they do, they couldn't bother you even if they tried...

no one can see you

no one can help you

You hear them long before you see them - two small brunette-haired boys coming your way, hand in hand, knees covered in dirt.

You subconsciously stop fanning yourself as you take a look at them

Brothers, you guess, they look exactly the same. Maybe eight, or so, years old

"Astumu~" one whined, "We're not allowed to go this far."

The other boy waved him off, "I won't tell if you won't, Samu. Don't worry." He says as he continues to lead the other boy

You sigh and turn your head away from the two and continue fanning yourself

You were tempted to take your mask off because of the heat, but you don't know what other spirits are lurking around

If the two boys aren't careful, another spirit will follow them home. They'll probably take one and leave the other in agony over the loss.

The spirits here were awful, sadistic even, but you couldn't leave.

Not until you break the spell

the only problem is... you don't know how.

"Oh...Pretty." you hear one of the boys say

you turn in their direction with pinched brows, wondering what they could possibly find appealing in this forest

but they're looking up in the tree you're in

you frown and then look above and around you

maybe there was a bird? you think, but you don't see anything up in the branches and you definitely didn't hear anything either

"Wahhh, yer right, 'Samu!"

You turn back to the two who are now standing at the base of the tree you're in

"Pretty Onee-chaaan!" One of them calls as he cups the side of his mouth

What?

He continues, "Howdya get up so high?"

Your eyes widen, They're looking at me! but then your brows furrow, Are they looking at me? you question yourself, Can they really see me?

"Ne~, can ya help us get tha' high, too, nee-chan?" One boy lets go of the other boy's hand and begins to climb the tree

He gets a couple of metres off the ground, but his foot slips

without thinking, you're pushing yourself off the branch and gliding down the tree

You sweep the small boy up into your arms, whose eyes have become glassy and his lips begin to quiver

you gently float and set him down on the ground

his knees collapse under him and he's glomped by the other boy in an instant

Not a minute later, he's wiping his eyes and nose, "Onee-chan!"He looks at you, honey-brown eyes sparkling, "Let's do that again!" He tugs at the sleeve of your kimono, "That was fun."

You look at him incredulously and so does his brother

"'Tsumu!" The other boy lightly punches him on the shoulder, "What do you mean? You just fell!"

The other boy shrugs with a cheeky smile

"What if it happens again, idiot?"

"Well, Onee-chan can catch me." He reasons and then turns to you, "You will, won't you, nee-chan?"

"I..." You don't know how to respond, "You...You can see me?" you ask in disbelief

The boy doubles over in laughter, "Wahaha, this nee-chan is so silly," He wipes his eyes, "Of course, we can see you."

For the next few years, they would come into the forest at least every other day.

You noticed little things about them, like how Osamu's eyes were a little more grey whereas Atsumu's were still that same honey-brown colour from the first time you met him

You also noticed things about yourself that began to change.

At first, your tails were beginning to shorten, until eventually, they disappeared

"Y/N-nee," 10-year-old Osamu tilts his head, "What happened to your tails?"

cue Atsumu asking where you hid them and reaching for the hem of your kimono's skirt which earns him a whack on the head with your fan and a smack on the stomach from Osamu

Then your ears shifted from where they were on the top of your head and the chirping birds of the cicadas weren't so loud and there was no longer the ringing in your ears when Atsumu would talk.

And it's then that you realise that Osami talks a lot softer than you thought and for once you were having trouble understanding him sometimes, especially as their accents began to thicken as they got older.

Eventually, your little snout stopped protruding and you were finally able to take your mask off.

The boys were speechless when they saw you

They were around your height now, around the age where you were cursed and at the age that you will stay until you break the curse.

"Hmm..." Osamu hums, "I was right the first time I saw you."

You look up at him, "Huh?" you tilt your head.

Then Atsumu is grabbing both of your hands, "Yeah, yeah, you're really pretty, Y/N-nee." He shoots you a dazzling smile

you shrink under their affectionate gaze and the heat is radiating off of your cheeks

But one day... They stoped coming

at first, you thought maybe they were on holiday, it wasn't the first time that they were gone for more than a week

that day, they seemed to be struggling to tell you something, so you ended up asking them straight, "Do you two have something you wanted to say?"

the three of you are seated under the shade of a sakura tree in a meadow within the forest - something that the three of you found together

They turned to each other and eventually, Osamu says, "We're going away for a little while."

Your eyes immediately turn downcast, "Oh..." but then you take a quick breath and put on a smile, "Okay."

"But we'll be back within a week." Atsumu grabs both of your hands in his, "I promise, Y/N."

You were now used to them calling you by your first name. Especially, now that they were technically older than you.

Osamu hums, "Mmm, we'll always come back, Y/N." he coughs and averts his eyes from your gaze, "I promise, too."

you let out a small smile at the pink rising up in his cheeks that he was trying to hide with his hand

you quickly enveloped them in a hug, one arm around each of their broad shoulders

"Ne, come back quickly." you say and place a kiss on each of their cheeks and say, "I'll be here waiting for you both." you squeeze them in your arms and then pull away with a smile, "I'll see you soon, then."

but then 1 week passed...

then one month...

and then one year...

Had they said those things that day to appease you?

Were they struggling to say it because they knew they were never coming back?

Because they knew they were lying to you?

You let out a whimper and curled your tails tighter around your body

even though you were in the den that you dug out, the winter is relentless this year

you nudge your mask with your pointed snout so that it covered your head, your ears and some of your body

you were small enough to hide under your mask from the cold

even with your fur and even with the discarded fabric of what was once your kimono, you shivered

I'm okay, you nuzzled further into the fabrics, I'm, I'm used to it, you think

and you weren't talking about the cold

that thought left a bitter taste in your mouth

and that bitterness festered inside of you for days on end

you look to the opening of your den with half-lidded eyes, looking at the snow that too quickly fades away into the blanket of white on the ground

Maybe if I slept a little longer, I, too, would fade away with the snow, come spring. Leaving only a shell in the shape of a fox.

When you wake, the snow is gone, replaced by pink petals of the sakura tree your den was under

you blink your eyes and yawn, letting out a small mewl

your rough tongue swipes at your wet nose and brushes against your whiskers

I'm hungry

you trod to the entrance of your den and stretch like a cat

but you stop and raise your hackles at the sound of branches snapping

"Y/N?" you hear a deep voice call

you snarl and let out a low warning growl

you see a tall muscular man with his big palms out in front of him as he looks at you

"Hey, I, uh... shoo, shoo." he waves his hands

you back away, closer to your den, but continue to growl

"I'm just lookin' fer my friend, Y/N."

Y/N? you tilt your head

He notices this and crouches down to your level, "Yeah, yeah, do ya recognise the name?" He comes closer, "Do ya know 'er? Are ya a spirit, too?"

Your eyes wandered around his face, dyed-grey hair covering cool grey-brown eyes

you've seen these eyes before...

O...Osa...mu?

the name pops up in your head

then your eyes widen and you hop off to your den.

"Hey!" he calls to you and follows you closer, "Oh, did I scare ya?"

He sits in front of the entrance to your den

you pick up your mask between your teeth, dragging it across the ground

You shimmy backwards until you can place it on his lap

"This...This is," He runs his finger over the markings on the mask, "This is Y/N's mask..." He looks at you with glassy eyes

you let out a small high-pitched yip

"What..." he stares at the mask

you stand on your hind legs and place your paws on his shoulders

"No, go away!" He pushes you backwards, "Where'd ya get this?" He growls at you

to which you growl and snap your teeth in a bite, It's mine, you idiot! you pace around in a circle, Ugh, how am I meant to tell you that?

He looks past you to your den and gets up to his feet

you follow behind him, yapping and barking, struggling to keep up with his large strides, What are you doing? Where are you going? I'm right here!

He's on his knees in front of your den and you see your dirtied kimono wrinkled tight in his fists

"Y/N..."

you bark and nuzzle his thigh, I'm here, Osamu.

"Y/N." his voice breaks

you see a few droplets fall onto the fabric of your kimono

as annoyed as you were that he wasn't understanding what happened, it still broke your heart to see a usually strong and stoic Osamu crying

How can I tell you that I'm right here, Osamu?

you look at the kimono and mask in his hand

for a few seconds, you don't know what to do, but then you bite at the mask

"No, stop it!" He tugs the mask closer to him, but then he lets go when you growl at him

"What're ya going to do with that?"

you drag the mask closer to the kimono and then get under the fabric so that it was draped over your body

then you nudge the mask onto your head, but it slips off because of your ears

you try again and you have to crane your neck backwards so that it doesn't fall off

you hope he understands what you mean this time as you sit nicely with the mask and kimono on you

"Y/N...?" His eyes widen, "You, are you Y/N?"

Yes! Thank God Osamu is the more observant twin!

You drop the mask and the kimono slides off of your back as you jump up so that your paws were on his shoulders again

"You're Y/N?" He says once more

You nod your head as best you can and then lick his cheek

"Y/N!" he holds you under your forearms, "Oh my god, what happened to you?"

for the next few hours, you and Osamu are essentially playing charades to communicate with one another

"Oh, Atsumu?" he raises an eyebrow

you nod, dropping the stick from your mouth

"He couldn't make it," he looks to the setting sun, "He's a pro volleyball player, now, ya know?"

you tilt your head

"He doesn't have that much time on his hands." He states and runs a hand through his hair

you whine and nestle your head on his lap

"But I'm sure he'll come back... He promised. You...We'll see him again. I'm sure of it."

He runs a hand down your back, "And when he does...We'll figure out how to break your spell. Something we should've done a long time ago."

I don't really know how I feel about the ending. I was really struggling with it. To be honest, I didn't really have a clear picture of how this was meant to go ¯\_(ツ)_/¯, but here's what came to me at 2AM.

I might look at it again some other time and change it, idk.

-Seven

|| Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 ||

#haikyuu!!#haikyū!!#hq #miya #miya twins #miya osamu #osamu #miya atsumu #astumu #miya twins x reader #miya x reader #osamu x reader #atsumu x reader

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nxtsnw · 2 years

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RANDOM HCS (pt.1)

a.n.: hi lovelies, this was about a post from a while ago, I've divided the remaining asks and now I'll answer all of them. In there will be different characters from different fandom, hope y'all like it <3

(𝕙𝕢) + ᴍɪʏᴀ ᴛᴡɪɴꜱ + ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ʜᴄꜱ

; I agree, you would inevitably be friends with both twins.

; if you are more introverted I think you would make friends with Osamu first and then with atsumo, otherwise I think you would be friends with atsumo first.

; a chaotic friendship. Always the three of you, anywhere and anyway.

; Their parents would trust you, so it's never too difficult to spend whole days with them

; whole days running in the fields during the hot summer days and cooking the most absurd things in winter.

; sleepover. always. a sort of tradition of yours, maybe even with other friends, but not always. They would often have if you were neighbors, otherwise only once a month. Osamu and you would organize every detail of those evenings in detail

; messing around with atsumu, but always (or almost) be protected by osamu <3

; even if you lived far away, you would find a way to meet each other!! No matter how much time passes, even if you no longer have contact, I believe that your friendship will remain. The kind of friendship that despite the time would stay the same despite the time

; talk about dreams and ambitions during the night <3

; bullying each other for fun (both with words and physically) <3

; intimidating trio in your school,,,,

; MATCHING BRACELETS !! that they still keep

; Building pillow forts, jumping in puddles, and racing in the rain were among their favorite games. + volleyball too ofc

; you would go to all of their volleyball matches (either as a teammate, or in the front row to support them, <;3)

; Even if you don't look like them, you would frequently be mistaken for their twin/sibling. just because you were ALWAYS together. dkjasaj

(𝕙𝕢) + ʏᴀᴍꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛꜱᴜᴋᴋɪ (separate) + ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱʜɪᴘ ʜᴄꜱ

yams: one of the purest and most beautiful friendships that can exist!! + he would always be there for you but would find it difficult, at first, to talk about his problems + cook as his love language + I believe he's constantly craving physical contact BUT is too awkward and shy to ask + you two would watch anime or TV shows together until late at night + he would force you to watch Harry Potter at least three times (he is a Ravenclaw!). + captures candid photos of you + enjoys gossip but reserves judgment till she knows a person well + He always sends you his comments while reading fanfiction or books at 2 am + He also sends you videos on Snapchat and private stories on Instagram where he tells you about his entire day + He also loves playing with your hair (only if you feel comfortable) + He asks that you speak with the waiters to place your order... + he is skilled in applying makeup and likes helping you with it + dying together your hair at the most absurd times

tsukki: difficult friendship initially + it would take a lot of patience on your part, but then it would be worth it !! + very often you would be the one to text to him first, so the times he writes to you would make you somehow special- + would assume that you will always go home together after school, despite wearing headphones, he is keen to know that you are always with him + "maybe you are not too bad" would be his first semi-compliment + always together in group projects, he would be annoyed not to have you in a group… + he is a great listener, even if he doesn't seem like it; and he will remember all the things you tell him + he doesn't care if others ship you two because you are always together, on the contrary, he teases you if you deny yourself nervously DJSALJ + teases you like his method to show you affection btw + he's bold, he wouldn't mind telling you that a dress/color it looks bad. at the same time, he would have a hard time complimenting you

(𝕥𝕣) + ᴍɪᴛꜱᴜʏᴀ + ʙᴇᴅʀᴏᴏᴍ/ʜᴏᴜꜱᴇ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ʜᴄꜱ

; I bet he loves lavender perfume!! (I love this headcanon from the bottom of my heart) And I believe he also uses lavender bags to perfume clothes AAFAFJKLADSJLAAA

; TAKASHI HAS VARIOUS POSTERS FOR THE ROOM, SUCH AS ONE OF A BAND, A PAINTING, A FAMOUS DRESS, OR A STYLIST... Furthermore, he has other boards with his sketches on them. He keeps all his precious sketchbooks in the library, along with some books with fairy tales for children that he reads to his little sisters from time to time <3

; The room is not very big but has a double bed, with blue/white pillowcases, often because his sisters sleep with him when their mother is away during the evening/night

; he dreams every day about what it would be like to have a home of his own. he imagines it as small and welcoming, with large windows showing a garden that he so longs for. In fact, he would also like to be able to take care of plants and flowers, for now, he has a few things but in the future, he would like many more !! Now he lives in an apartment and is content with seeing the sky change color during the day :)

; Items he uses for sewing take up about half of his closet. He yet maintains a high level of organization, and his clothes are always (or almost always) well-divided and placed.

; written motivational phrases, or funny quotes, on post-its as a method of encouragement. He also has a salt lamp and candles, given by hakkai, which help him concentrate

; brings them out. He uses modest hand-made items to adorn the rooms, trying to give them the greatest possible decoration. He would rather save money and make the simple things himself.

+ bonus!! a few hcs about how'd be to live with him

He always dreamed of moving in with his partner: a small house, with a small garden, and large windows. He prefers to clean, take care of plants, as well as create sketches in the living room. He loves spending meals with you, from breakfast to lunch to dinner. He doesn't mind spending time alone, but he likes doing it with you def more. IT HAS EXCELLENT TASTE IN DECORATIONS istg. He matches all colors very well. If he is late in the evening he prefers to stay in the kitchen or living room so as not to disturb you in the room. He gives you small flowers, and he leaves them around the house <3

the game is now closed

tagging: @mrssunasimpowo , @sonder-paradise, @frosttea, @elychee (here's if you wanna join the taglist!!)

#haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #miya twins x reader #tsukishima x reader #yamaguchi x reader #haikyuu fluff #tokyo revengers x reader #mitsuya takashi #mitsuya x reader #tr fluff #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers #haikyuu #hq hcs #mitsuya x y/n #tokyorev #⁎❀ུ۪ chia's hcs ❁ུ۪

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the way i loved you — miya atsumu

it's 2am and you're cursing atsumu's name, and you're so in love that you act insane.

atsumu x fem!reader, bokuto x fem!reader, love triangle (lol), cursing, fuck buddies, mentions of sex but nothing smut (just for the sake of the fuck buddies narrative), angst (?)

haikyuu boys as taylor swift songs masterlist

there are really just some people... who are hard to forget.

and we will never understand why... even after the toxicity, the mixed signals, the chaos— it's still gonna be that person whom we want to see when we go home. we are always willing to compromise, to ask for an apology for something we never did... as long as they are here. as long as it's them.

“thanks for tonight, kotaro.”

bokuto kotaro is a gentleman. opposite of his funny facade, you had a very intelligent talk with him. he talked about science, and you loved it because, well, you love science too. every now and then, he would throw jokes and sometimes, he's effortlessly funny as he interacts with almost everyone he sees.

you enjoyed the date, long story short. the steak was great. the view from the skytree was breathtaking. your date was dashing, you're envied by every woman who saw. it was a night well spent and a second time isn't impossible, so you agreed. you agreed when bokuto asked you if wanted to spend time with him in universal studios osaka.

you were so confident when you nodded at him, with a huge smile on your face. planning out your first itinerary which would be the attack on titan themed park and that stupidly expensive levi ackerman popcorn holder. but once you entered your apartment, dimmed lights and emptiness welcomes you again.

you sat down on the couch quietly, removing your heels and finally letting your feet rest. you feel like passing out in the couch already, yet you never realized how tired you were outside. and this is exactly why you hate being alone. it makes you tired. it's not just being alone, you feel lonely.

you shut your eyes and cursed the air.

fuck you.

fuck you, atsumu miya.

you went out today, meeting a good man who seems so willing to give you the best and then you come home and remember that jerk once again. it's insanity. it's insanity how you allowed him to claim parts of you that no one could ever know. it's insanity how you remember him even in your own home, when he probably doesn't give a fuck about you anymore the moment he walked out last month.

he won't give a fuck. you know.

in his own words, you're just my fuck buddy.

nothing more, nothing less. that's how he sees you. a person of convenience. he will kiss you when he wants to and will drop you when he's done. you're nothing to him. what's worse is you know that you will be discarded sooner or later, and still you're out here, having a hard time forgetting about that man.

in your defense, you didn't know that it would happen. when you agreed to atsumu, you also just agreed because of sex.

you hated his guts, that's why you were so confident that you won't fall in love with him. he's arrogant and egoistic. a lot of times, he thinks that he's the best in the world. he wants people to meet his standards. he was the annoying twin brother between him and osamu miya. he's obsessed with volleyball. he's always shouting.

but atsumu miya... is apparently more than that. he took care of you too—brought you medicines when you're on your period, brought you homemade food and ate dinner with you whenever you're sad. he will throw jokes from time to time, and he would laugh even before throwing it. he loves to color his hair in blonde, blue or even ash gray.

whenever he caresses you, he's always gentle. taking his time, as if you were the most beautiful girl in the world. he would shower you compliments. he would kiss your forehead. intertwining your fingers onto him.

whenever you're skin-to-skin with him, it always felt right. like he's a missing puzzle, like he fits perfectly with you.

you were confused. you don't know if it's just you romanticizing the thought of him, or it's really him trying to be romantic. you got an answer early, though. it was all a lie. or maybe, you were just delusional that you thought atsumu miya likes you.

you opened your eyes and lazily stood up from the couch when someone knocked, combing your long black hair with your fingers and fixing the tight body hugging black dress you wore tonight.

you slowly opened the door, thinking it's just the old lady next door who loves giving you side dishes. but a yellow haired boy stunned you.

wearing a black hoodie from his team, hair is down the his usual styling. hands inside the pocket of his black jeans, atsumu miya returned to you. you can't help but scoff, looking at him from head to toe. you're trying to insult him, but atsumu doesn't allow people to get to him. he doesn't care. he has a thick face. that's exactly why after everything, he still came back.

he looked at you from head to toe as well, “went somewhere?”

“yeah, i came from a date and i'm tired and i don't have the time and luxury to talk with you so fuck off and leave me alone.” you're about to shut the door but atsumu stopped it with his hand, “atsumu, i swear to god.”

“i'm sorry, baby.”

this man. you hate him so much for this. but you hate yourself even more. you hate yourself when your heart fluttered when he started calling you that common ass endearment once again. you hate how easy it is for you to soften when it comes to him.

“let me guess, the sex isn't good.” you scoffed, “i don't want to see you anymore, atsumu.”

“i'm really sorry, baby—” it took so much courage for you to slam the door in front of his face. guilt immediately rushing down through your system after what you did. and you hate that because you should never feel bad at all.

that man insulted you and made you feel like a trash. he's probably just coming back because the new girl cannot stand him anymore.

atsumu can be quite demanding and dominant. he loves to go to random late night drives, waking you up in the middle of the night and pulling you out of your bed with your pajamas on. he loves to buy shoes, so when he does that, he will also make sure to buy you one even if you don't need it. he loves taking you out to dinner dates, giving your bouquet of flowers every damn time that it almost made your apartment a flowershop this one time that he consistently did it. he will do whatever the fuck he wants. he doesn't need anyone's opinion, so you know that it's also not that easy for him to get along with so many people.

yet you were full of consideration and you understood him.

but that's over now... right? right?

“do you have a schedule later?” the next day, bokuto went to the library with you to study. something atsumu and you never did before, you never asked him because you know that he will not love the idea anyway. but here's bokuto, doing simple study dates. less extravagant, but calmer.

“later? none. if i can finish everything right now.” you chuckled, “why?”

“uh...” bokuto hesitated.

“spill it out.” you told him, he chuckled.

“i'm just not sure if you're comfortable going to this like this... but a friend of mine is celebrating his birthday and they're having an open house party later. anyone could go, so...” he smiled at you.

“i don't go to many parties but i could make time, kotaro.” you smiled.

“oh no! you don't have to if you're not comfy, __!” he scratched his nape, “you don't have to force yourself—”

you chuckled, “it's really okay. i also want to have fun.”

bokuto bit his lower lip, trying to stop himself from smiling like an idiot, “well then, i'll fetch you, later?”

you nodded, “sure thing.”

you genuinely enjoy bokuto's company. he has a good sense of humor and is very respectful to you. very opposite of atsumu's unfunny sense of humor and disrespect.

it's been a while since you last went to a house party, or just a party in general. you are scared to see atsumu again. you know he's the type of person to go to every party in town. but since the night he went to see you again, you became pretty confident. you won't take him back, but you would love to see atsumu miya beg. if you ever see him tonight, you won't back down and falter.

you wore a simple white skirt and white tank top, partnered with white balenciaga heels and accessories.

kotaro: what're u wearing?

you: why 🤨

kotaro: so we could match

you were thrilled. you sent a picture of your outfit for the night to him and when you saw him pulling a black and white attire, just perfectly matching your outfit— you felt butterflies floating in your stomach.

atsumu could never. he will be too ashamed to do this, especially with someone who is just a fuck machine to him. this will make him cringe.

“you look beautiful,” you smiled at bokuto while pitying yourself. you never heard that from atsumu in random days. he can only say that to you after you reached your high during sex. he can never whisper that to you during a drive, in the morning after he wakes up, at the library because he never went with you there.

the celebrant's house is huge. they even have a swimming pool, already packed by people you don't know so you have to remind youself to not swim tonight. it's too crowded. bokuto greeted a lot of people and all of them asked about you too.

“i'm courting her,” is all that bokuto could answer in behalf of you.

courting. you really don't believe in the idea of it. before, it just seems like another way to love bomb someone. but tonight, it felt like a compliment. it felt just right. bokuto is charming and endearing, he makes you so comfortable.

“bokuto kotaro, huh?”

in the middle of the party, you tried to search for a comfort room and parted for a bit with bokuto. and while walking through the hallways, you finally saw him.

you tried to snob him, but atsumu reached for your wrist lightly to stop you. you flinch at his touch. it suddenly feels so cold. across the hallway, you can see the time: 2am. once again.

“can you just... listen? you don't have to speak, just listen to me.” it is an understatement to say that you were shocked that he has a calm voice. he sounds different, far from the atsumu you know.

“i'm sorry.” he says, “i don't have an excuse. i was mad and i told all of that to you irresponsibly. i'm really really sorry.”

you don't know what to say because for the first time, you feel like this is a genuine apology from him. your eyes started stinging just by the thought of atsumu lowering his pride for you. you told yourself that you won't falter, that you won't back down, but the only thing you want to do right now is to pull him into a tight hug again.

“i'm really really sorry—”

“i hate you,” you looked at him. atsumu dropped his hand and caught your eyes. he nodded, as if he's already accepting that, “i hate you so much, miya.”

“i know...” he answered.

“i hate how lowly you think of me. i am not your fuck toy. i am not someone that you can just discard when you're done. you're still here, because i allow you, not because you're that great and i don't have the fucking choice!” i told him. he nodded again, “i hate how you don't call me beautiful in random days, i hate how i cannot do matching outfits with you, i hate your corny jokes, i hate your reckless ass, i hate you how you just pull me to bed for a late night drive when i am still in my pajamas. atsumu miya—”

atsumu leaned, giving you a quick kiss. caughting you off guard. it tasted like mint and alcohol. you still remember, you never forgot even for a millisecond. it tasted like toxin that you're willing to take. atsumu miya is a poison to you.

“then i'll do it.” he said, catching his breath as if he's nervous, “i'll match your outfits. i'll be a gentleman. i'll study with you. i'll be funnier. i'll ask you first, your opinions, your thoughts. every fucking thing, baby.”

your lips parted, “you're just drunk, aren't you?”

“kinda wish i am.” he answered, “but i am very much sober tonight.”

“how could you do all of that with your fuck buddy?” you scoffed.

“what the fuck is love? i am still not sure.” he answered, “but when you started making my heart race, when i felt like i fucking want to intertwine my hands to yours every damn time, it scared the fuck out of me. i am a coward, i know. i told you those words because i can't believe that it's actually happening, it sounds lame to me. it sounds uncool and you know how obsessed i am to look cool all the damn time."

you watched how he ranted his frustrations.

“you look beautiful every damn second i see you. you make me want to do the cringiest things, all the corny stuff. you make me want to compromise. to understand. to face my feelings. to stay." atsumu says, “baby,”

it overwhelmed you but you understood how it must be so overwhelming for him too. a boy who doesn't take anything seriously, suddenly feeling a rush of emotion washing through him. an unfamiliar feeling at that.

you are not expert to things like this too. so you chuckled at him. you laughed as he stared at you.

“fool.” you remarked, “do you think i am used to this? do you think that i know better than you about falling in love? i agreed to our set up because i don't want to waste my time hurting for a relationship. and still, i ended up... like that.”

your eyes met his, “baby,”

“bokuto is amazing, you know. he compliments me. he's charming, endearing. he's sensible. everyone wants to be me whenever i'm with him.” you said.

atsumu's eyebrows furrowed at you, “do i look like i care?”

and then you said, “but he's not you.”

slowly, his expression changed. he scoffed and chuckled.

“goddamn, miya, i missed screaming at you, talking and fighting with you all the damn time.” you said, “it's fucking insane. you're insane.”

”we both are.” atsumu says, pulling you close, “the way we love each other is insane... like a rollercoaster rush.”

he's right. and he's the only one you'll love the way you do.

insane.

—

come here bokuto ☹️

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Birthday Fiasco

❅Summary : It’s you and your brother’s birthday! Oikawa and Iwaizumi along with both teams planned a party for you three. Knowing the five of you it will definitely be a fiasco. Maybe this year it won’t end in a fiasco? Oikawa’s probably gonna get a butt before that happens.

❅Genre : Fluff / Crack

❅Pairings: Iwaizumi x Reader (Platonic)

Oikawa x Reader (Platonic)

Miya Twins x Reader (Platonic)

❅Warnings: extreme crack

❅A/N : By time i’m posting this it’s prolly after the twins’ birthday but made this fic just for them cuz i luv them

This is set when they are 16

Part of The Troublesome Five Series

It was about to be your birthday along with your brothers. It’s always a perfect party that ends in a fiasco so usually you’d insist on having a party and rather just a normal get together. But no, your parents and Oikawa and Iwaizumi’s parents made it their goal to make a party for the three of you that doesn’t end with a disaster. Luckily for them this year they have the teams of Inarazaki and Seijoh to help them now. They told you that this year they finally agreed to not having a birthday party for the three of you though you knew that was a complete lie but decided to play along. After all, maybe this year it won't end in a fiasco? Oikawa’s probably gonna get a butt before that happens though.

Currently the two teams were in Oikawa’s house to discuss what to do on your birthday without ending it in a fiasco for the sake of all of your parents.

“What happened on their last birthdays anyways” Suna asked curiously

“Well if we told you all 14 of their birthdays we’d be here all day so we’ll just say the most disastrous ones” Oikawa sighed as he got a billboard full of pictures of your previous birthdays

“On their 10th birthday our parents took us sledding, long story short we crashed into the middle of nowhere and almost got eaten by wild animals. On their 5th birthday they took us to an amusement park and we got lost and they couldn’t find us until 12am. Not as bad as their 8th birthday when we tried letting them use fireworks only for it to end up crashing into the yard and setting the house on fire. Those are just some examples, there's worse ones” Oikawa continued as he pushed the billboard away.

“Y’know i don’t wanna be that guy but making a party that doesn’t end in a disaster seems impossible especially considering it’s the triplets” Matsun sighed

NO! IF THIS DOESN’T END IN A FIASCO WE GET 10,000 YEN EACH!” Oikawa yelled angrily

“Fine I’ll do it for the money” Maki rolled his eyes

“It doesn’t have to be a grand party just a normal birthday that doesn’t end in a disaster” Iwaizumi said

“I think Oikawa dating Y/N is more likely to happen” Kita said nonchalantly

“Eh seems like a win for me” Oikawa shrugged

“And a loss for Y/N, you and her brothers? Yeah it’s definitely gonna be hell for her” Matsun chuckled as Oikawa glared

“Whatever, let's focus on the bigger picture here!” Oikawa said using pointing his stick at the board

“A perfect party that will never happen? How about we get you a bigger butt?” Maki deadpanned as the others chuckled while Oikawa glared angrily

“Their previous parties were all unnecessarily extra right? Why don’t we just plan a simple party?” Kita suggested

“Well it’s better than Trashykawa’s stupid idea of taking them to an ice skating rink WHEN IT’S OCTOBER” Iwaizumi scoffed as Oikawa pouted

“How about a picnic? I don’t think that could go wrong and it’s pretty simple” Aran said

“If it’s the triplets anything can go wrong” Suna sighed

“Let’s just strap their hands with tape so they can’t destroy anything” Matsun said sarcastically earning a laugh from Maki

“ALRIGHT LET’S GET THIS STARTED!” Oikawa yelled as everyone got to work

After they discussed it with your parents and their parents they all agreed a simple birthday party would be very easy and would definitely not turn into a disaster. You three weren’t picky afterall you all didn’t even want a party but because your parents insisted on making one party that doesn’t end in a disaster it’ll probably stop them from having parties. They decided the party spot will be behind the backyard of your house near a couple of trees. The gifts were prepared a few days before your birthday and your parents made some delish and refined food. It was now the day of your birthday and everyone in Seijoh was setting up the party.

“Alright do we have the distractors?” Oikawa said on a walkie talkie

“Yeah yeah I’m here with Y/N but you better pay me half for all her expenses” Iwaizumi scowled though when he turned to look at your excited expression from seeing all the clothes it made him smile softly

“Didn’t you say that it would be her birthday gift!” Oikawa retorted

“Are you that stupid? This is Y/N she’s bound to buy the whole store” Iwaizumi said angrily

“Fine whatever, just keep her busy!” Oikawa said as Iwaizumi let out a small tsk before ending the call

“Why are you even talking in that thing it doesn’t even work” Makki said giving Oikawa the stink eye

“Yeah you’re literally holding a phone in your other hand” Matsun facepalmed

“Just shut up and go do the decorations while I call the others” Oikawa said his hand making a go away motion as the team sighed

“They seem to be taking it very seriously” Kindaichi chuckled nervously

“I mean didn’t they say that their parents want a party that doesn’t end in a disaster?” Yahaba asked setting up some ribbons

“Sounds impossible” Kunimi nonchalantly said as he laid down the food

“Hey! That’s not the spirit! We are definitely gonna make this a perfect party!” Oikawa said waiting for a response on his phone

“If it does become perfect I’m getting most of the profit” Maki smirked

“WHAT WHY?!” Oikawa yelled

“Well duh Y/N likes me more than all of you” Maki rolled his eyes

“Nice joke too bad It’s clearly me” Matsun faked a laugh

“You two make me sick. It's obviously me! This is literally my plan!” Oikawa said angrily

“Uh no most of this isn’t even your plan” Maki scoffed as Oikawa as about to retort back but got interrupted by his phone

“Hello? Are the other two there?” Oikawa asked

“Yeah we’re currently at the restaurant to have the team breakfast I planned” Kita said straightforwardly

“Oh! Is that the flatass? Lemme talk to him” Tsumu yelled from across the table as Tsumu snatched Kita’s phone earning a sigh from him

“EXCUSE ME!?” Oikawa yelled loud enough for everyone at the table to hear

“What? It’s true! You weren’t blessed with a butt as good as any of us” Tsumu said as both of the twins try to hide their laughter

“WHY YOU LITTLE–” Oikawa said but quickly got interrupted

“Alright that’s enough goodbye” Kita said quickly ending the call

“Awww I still wanted to talk to him” Tsumu sighed quickly going back to the menu

“You should’ve let them continue would’ve been funny to show Y/N” Suna said stopping the recording on his phone

“For you, I don’t think she’d find it funny though” Aran sighed

“Let’s just order. I wanna see what you all planned for my party!” Tsumu said excitedly

“Your party? I think you mean our party” Samu said glaring at Tsumu

“Eh I don’t know only the handsome triplet gets a party” Tsumu scoffed

“Then your party’s at a dumpster” Samu scoffed back as they glared at each other

“Alright that’s enough we’re gonna order now” Kita said calling a waiter

Though it sure took a while for them to order as the twins were making it pretty hard for not only themselves but also the waiter which Aran and Kita apologised profusely for.

“If Y/N wasn’t included in their birthday I’d be ruining it” Oikawa huffed in anger

“Yeah yeah enough of your baby tantrums help us get this up this tree” Maki said trying to put a string of flaglets on the trees

“Whatever” Oikawa said as he went to go help Maki and Matsun

Back to you and Iwaizumi who agreed to buy anything you want as long as it was in his budget. You promised him you wouldn’t get carried away which made him worry though not for long as you actually were looking after your spendings.

“Do you think this looks good on me? You said showing off the outfit” you picked

“Anything looks good on you but yeah it does” Iwaizumi said as he sat down on a chair

“Thanks but I want to know which one’s better since i can’t decide on both” you said looking at the two outfits you picked

“Buy both then I don’t mind” he smiled at you

“Are you sure you don’t want me to pay for at least some of these?” You asked giving him a worried look

“It’s your birthday Y/N I insist” Iwaizumi said giving you a soft smile which made you blush

“Ok then” you said getting in line

“You aren’t gonna buy anything else? That’s pretty unlike you” Iwaizumi chuckled

“I can spend less if I want” you pout as Iwaizumi laughed

“Yeah I know just teasing you” He smiled looking at you

“We don’t need to have a perfect party but you know mom and dad” you sighed as he chuckled

“You’re already spending so much on me Zumi, thanks a lot” you smile brightly as he blushed

“It's really no problem” he smiled back nervously

As you got out of the store Iwaizumi insisted on buying ice cream for you no matter how many times you refused. You both decided on sharing one as you really didn’t want him to spend all his allowance on you.

“You sure you can carry all this” you asked concerned

“Anything for the birthday girl” Iwaizumi smiled

“EW BARF” you heard your brother yell

“I didn’t expect them to be here” you sigh

“THERE WILL BE NO FLIRTING ON MY WATCH ESPECIALLY ON MY BIRTHDAY” Tsumu said grabbing you away from Iwaizumi while also glaring at him

“It wasn’t even flirting” you scoffed

“I saw it with my two eyes it was most definitely flirting” Samu glared as you rolled your eyes

“YOU EVEN SHARED AN ICE CREAM?!” Tsumu gasped

“What are you two even doing here anyways” you said pushing them away

“I took them out for breakfast” Kita said as he walked towards the four of you

“Oh! I didn’t hear about that” you said tilting your head

“I’M NOT DONE—” Tsumu said but got cut of from Iwaizumi smacking his head as he yelped in pain

“I’m guessing we’re all done here so let’s go back home!” you said excitingly

“Wait you need to see what happened earlier” Suna said handing his phone to you as you played the video

The video showed Tsumu and Samu fighting over the last piece of a dish. You thought it seemed typical until the part where the dish was thrown into the waiter’s clothes when he tried stopping their bantering. The waiter then yelled as the food not only stained his clothes but also knocked over the coffee he was holding which spilt on his pants to which he yelled in agony. A security guard rushed in and told them to leave. You let out a huge gasp

“Oh shit we’re fucked” Tsumu gulped nervously as he whispered

“You think I don’t know that?! It was your fault anyways” Samu angrily whispered back

“My fault?!” Tsumu gasped before quickly looking at you

Suffice to say the two of them got a harsh scolding and some ear pulling on the way home. The whole team laughed seeing you three banter as Suna recorded it for blackmail purposes. You all arrived at your house but before you entered the backyard you three were asked to close your eyes which the three of you did. You three were slowly walking towards the backyard holding each other's hands until you heard the word.

“SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” You hear everyone yell as the three of you open your eyes. You saw all the pretty decorations and gifts and smelled the lovely aroma of all the food prepared on the mat. Your parents ran towards the three of you to hug you all.

“Woah I’m surprised it’s not as big as our previous parties” Tsumu chuckled

“Well all the previous parties that failed were all fancy ones so we decided on a simple one” Oikawa said

“Well let’s get to it” you smile excitedly

The smile quickly faded when you heard a flash of thunder and the sound of rain pouring down

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?” Oikawa yelled

“Well at least it wasn’t the triplets who turned it into a fiasco” Iwaizumi sighed

“THE FOOD’S GONNA GO BAD” your mom yells

“QUICK GET THE DECORATIONS AND GIFTS” your father yelled as he got some of the decorations and ran to the house

Not only were you all soaking wet, the food spoiled from the rain so you all had no food to eat. So your parents decided to get food delivered

“Guys they said the pizza’s gonna be late because the streets are flooded” your father said

“Great we planned a simple party that would’ve gone well if it weren’t for the stupid weather” Oikawa huffed crossing his arms

“I told you all already we don’t need a party just us being here is enough” you smiled

“Yeah! Even if the flatass is here It’s still fun” Tsumu chimed in as Samu nodded

“Let’s just salvage what’s left” your mom said tiredly

“Time to open my presents!” Tsumu said grabbing one

“Uh, who gave you permission to open it first?” Samu said glaring at Tsumu

“Yeah youngest goes first” you said trying to open one of your gifts

“Nuh uh Oldest goes first” Tsumu retorted trying to rip open his present

“Nope the one who cooks your lunches” Samu scoffed trying to untie the wrap his present

You all continued to fight over opening gifts until the food arrived. Sure the party turned into a mess but you three fighting and making it into a mess was always the fun part. Maybe they should just make parties for you three to ruin as chaos was Miya family’s specialty.

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