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❣︎Ya Fuckin’ Simp❣︎ (Osamu x Reader)

❣︎Warning❣︎: None other then a little cursing

❣︎Genre❣︎: Fluff, female reader ❣︎Featuring❣︎: Osamu ❣︎A/n❣︎: This is such an old request that I thought was gone until I went on the computer version of Tumbrl. But I had a really fun time writing this one! Sorry this one was such a long time coming (⊃｡•́‿•̀｡)⊃ ❣︎Masterlist Here❣︎

“Nice work today guys!” Atsumu runs to you, raising his hand up high for you to hit.For the nth time you attempt to reach, but to only make it up to his palms. “Maybe next time Y/n.” He gloats the same way he has since he was nine. Osamu comes up and smacks the back of his head,

“Leave her alone ya idiot.” Grabbing him his water bottle, you pass it to him and in the mist of that your hands brush against each other. Your eyes quickly meet his eyes for any indication that his heart skipped a beat like yours, but in his eyes, you saw nothing. It’s always been like this, for as long as you had been friends with the Miya twins. You had always admired Osamu, and not just in a friendly kind of way. Many nights you had spent making endless scenarios of Osamu. Imagining his untouched lips on yours, the feel of his hands against your skin. Or the way his voice would sound when he’d tell you he loved you.

But it was all pretend. You had accepted a long time ago that Osamu would be someone you could never have. Forever someone you would admire from afar. And at some point throughout the years, you were okay with that. Sadly enough, the childhood crush had almost become a part of you. After years of pining with no reciprocation, you told yourself to let it go, but you never did- and probably never would.

It was so bad that even the absent minded Atsumu had caughten on. You could still remember the day perfectly. You guys were about thirteen and it was probably the coldest day of the year, but the twins had dragged you outside to go sledding.

“I-It’s so… c-cold!” You shrieked as the three of you made your way up the hill.

Atsumu rubbed his gloved hands together and looked back at you, “Stop complain’n like a girl and keep walking.”

“I am a girl, idiot!”

“Whatev’r.”

Osamu remained pretty quiet that day, just focused on walking and throwing the occasional snide remark his twin's way. But his eyes always came back to you. Despite you all being bundled up like snowmen, it was below freezing and you could barely keep going. You all reached the top of the hill overlooking most of the town. You shivered in place, regretting coming out with them that day. You went to set up your sled but before you could, Osamu stopped you.

He wraped his blue cotton scarf around your neck, pulling it up to cover your nose, “ Here, hopefully it helps a little bit.”

And at that moment, you suddenly didn’t feel cold anymore. Stuttering a thank you, you sat on your sled ready to go. At the time you could’ve sworn it was love, and being the love struck, dramatic, thirteen year old you were, you went home that day writing your names together. But nevertheless, Atsumu finally noticed the infatuated look in your eyes and he took every liberty of being the only person who knew.

“ Ya like ‘Samu don’t ya?” You stop the sled right before you were about to go down, “ What are you talking about?”

Atsumu tries to cross his arms through his layers of clothing, “ Yer know exactly what I’m talkin about.”

Averting his gaze, you mentally freak out. He was totally going to tell Osamu and ruin everything. Not too sure as to what to say, you continue to stare down the hill in silence. Osamu had already made his way down the snowy white slope and called down for you two.

“You better not say a word to ‘Samu!” Despite the threatening tone, you looked up to Atsumu from your sled with such desperation, that to do the day, he had never spoken a word of it to Osamu. The first and only secret he had ever kept from his brother was that. And for the past five years, he had done a pretty good job of it. He had a couple slip ups here and there, but Osamu was still as clueless as ever. Or so you thought…

Though your feelings may have been obvious, his were well concealed. His feelings for you go far past any of yours. Osamu’s infatuation with you goes beyond even what he remembers. And just as Atsumu had his secret, so did he. As you all got older, his cute crush on you turned into something more.

Many of his nights stuck on the bottom bunk of his shared bed were spent thinking of you- just as you have. Your hands that wrapped around your clipboard each practice, the dips and curves to your figure that had him mezmorized, to the way you bent down to tie your shoes (and him trying his best to not check out your ass). He couldn’t imagine not seeing you everyday, so when you joined the team as their new manager, he was freaking out inside his head. The thought of you being even closer to him gave him butterflies, but he had never played harder in his life. But what once was a blessing, slowly made him think otherwise.

The way you would joke with Atsumu, the times he would ruffle your hair made his stomach twist with jealousy. The smile you would give his brother made a small inkling in the back of his head grow.

What if you had feelings for ‘Tsumu? In his head, he could justify the thought. Atsumu had so many qualities he didn’t. As well as he knew you, was that the type of guy you were into?

Today was one of those days where he was really in his head. His constant teasing your way bugged him. He had never been so jealous of his brother in his life and he hated it. The ugly feeling he had deep within him made him feel guilty. He should be happy for not only his brother, but for you too. But he just couldn’t bring himself to honestly feel that.

Didn’t mean he couldn’t fake it. Just as he always had. But as of late, Atsumu had begun to notice the weird feeling between him and his brother.

That night, the brothers laid in silence. He knew Osamu was still awake- he could tell from the sound of his breathing- a lifetime of sharing a room together will do that to a guy.

“So are yer gonna tell me what's goin’ on?” Osamu’s breathing stopped for a fraction of a second, but Astumu still noticed.

“What are yer talkin’ about?”

“ ‘Samu you’ve been actin weird lately.”

“ Ion know what yer talkin about.” Osamu’s voice began to grow more defensive.

“ Dude I don’t know what happened but ya been acting’ real off recently. I’ma just askin’ what goin’on with yer. Yer don’t have to tell me, but y’know… I’m here or whatva.”

Atsumu hangs his head off from the top bunk, making out Osamu’s face in the dark for any sort of reaction.

Osamu sighs, turning to face his brother. He hesitates for a moment, “ I like y/n.”

Atsumu flings off his bunk, planting himself on the bed underneath him.

“Ya serious?” The exciting glint in his eyes confused the shit out of Osamu. Out of all the reactions his brother could have, he wasn’t expecting that.

“Yea… for a long time now. I just thought ya know. . . yer two had a thing or somethin'”

For that Atsumu cackled in laughter, “yer such an idiot ya know that?” Osamu kicked him hard. “Shut the fuck up ya idiot, yer gonna wake up ma!”

“Sorry soryy, its just fuckin’ funny! Yer really are as dumb as I thought.”

“What the hell are ya talkin’ about?”

“Bro, Y/n has liked ya for years!” Atsumu knew he shouldn’t have said it, but the look on Osamu’s face was worth whatever price he would pay later.

“Stop shittin’ me ya ass!” Osamu covers his face with a pillow trying to hide his face despite being in the dark.

“ For real dude, she does. And even though she would actually kill me for tellin’ ya, ya really should tell her.”

“Ya really think so?” Osamu sits up in his bed pretending not to care.

“Really ‘Samu. Go for it. She-”

“YER BOYS BETTA BE ASLEEP!”

Atsumu climbed back up to his bed and Osamu quickly laid down, pulling the covers up to his chin.

“Ya have to tell her bro...or else yer a pussy.” Atsumu quickly whispered.

“Shut the fuck up and go to sleep.” Osamu resisted the urge to kick the mattress through the bars. There was a moment of silence,

“Goodnight ‘Tsumu .”

“Night loverboy.” He mimics kissing noises jokingly making Osamu kick him through the mattress.

That next morning Osamu woke up extra early. He always made you lunch, but the poor boy was so nervous and wanted extra time to pack you an extra big lunch.

“Yer such a fuckin’ simp!”Atsumu comes up from behind Osamu, picking out a piece of dried tomato. ‘Samu slaps his hand away before covering the bento box with his body.

“Fuck off ya idiot!” Atsumu walks off laughing on his way back to their shared room.

The whole day at school Osamu was nervous which translated to him being standoffish towards you. Osamu had his moments every once in a while where he was brudier than usual, but that was usually when games were coming up. You couldn’t figure out why he was acting out, but it didn’t take long for you to bring it up to him at lunch. Atsumu said he was going to have lunch with Suna so it was just the two of you in your empty classroom.

He gave you your bento box as he did every school day, but you didn't take it.

“What stick is up your ass today?”

Osamu pushes the box back towards you and as much as you wanted to take it, you cross your arms once again rejecting the bento box despite the delicious smell filling your senses.

Osamu’s foot taped rapidly underneath the desk, “Just eat it Y/n.”

“No, not until you tell me what's going on.” You were as stubborn as a rock, and no matter how annoying that may be, Osamu’s heart beated faster. He anxiously ran his fingers through his hair, and his cool demeanor slowly began to crack. You could tell he was nervous, but for what you still weren’t sure. It wasn’t like Osamu to get nervous but it must be serious.

You stand, pulling your chair next to him. He attempts to uphold eye contact, but he couldn’t bring himself to directly look in the eye.

“What’s wrong, ‘Samu? You know you can talk to me right?” Maybe it was the way you looked to him as if he was the only one in the world, or the hand placed gently over his but he threw all rational thinking out the window. Throwing his fears to the back of his brain, he closed the gap between you with a kiss. An inexperienced kiss, but a kiss no matter. With no time to react, he already pulled away. Utterly confused, you were still trying to figure out what was going on all while realizing Osamu gave you your first kiss.

“You kissed me.”

“Y-yea.” He begins to stand up, “I’m sorry, I shouldn have done that.” But not before you pull him back down to his chair.

“You’re not going to kiss me and walk away with no explanation.”

Somehow confessing to you was harder than kissing you for Osamu, but seeing as you didn’t slap him, or walk out, his chances were pretty high.

“I really like ya Y/n- I have for a long time now. And Atsumu told me ya feel the same way.” It was your turn to jump up from your seat, “ He told you!” You were going to murder this kid the next chance you saw him.

“Wait, ya do like me?”

“Of course I do! You really like me- like for real?

“Clearly I do if I kissed ya…”

“Right…”

You both stood in silence. Since you were a little girl, you dreamed of the day Osamu would confess his feelings for you, but at that moment, you had no idea what to say. It was almost pathetic. Years of dreaming had not prepared you for this.

Osamu couldn’t take the silence anymore, “ So what now?”

“ You could take me out on a date?”

He breathed out a laugh, “Is that a question or a suggestion.”

“Both” You felt a blush creep up your face at your own boldness.

“ Okay then, ya free today afterschool?”

“Yea… today works.”

“Cool…”

“Yea...cool.”

❣︎Warnings❣︎: Fighting?, nothing else other then sadness

❣︎Genre❣︎: Angst

❣︎Featuring❣︎: Tsukishima Kei

❣︎A/n❣︎: I’m not too confident with writing fight scenes but hopefully this one came out okay!

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‘I’m the love of your life until I make you mad’

“What do you want from me? I’m always at work supporting us!” Tsukishima slams his hand on the kitchen counter making you jolt. You guys had been arguing for over 20 minutes and you both were tired but neither were able to be the one to back down.

“For the hundredth time, it's not about your job! It’s about the fact that you are never home!”

“You know what, I can’t do this right now. It’s always something with you. I work too much, I don’t spend enough time with you, we need to go out, we need to do this and that. Let me breathe for one minute.” Tsukishima’s chest heaved out of breath and in an instant, he grabbed his keys and was out the door.

You stood there in silence, tears sliding down your face. Tsukishima hated when you cried.You couldn’t even remember how you started arguing in the first place, but the truth couldn’t have been any more clear. In your eyes, the relationship was over. And part of you knew it for a long time. But when Tsuki slammed that door, you knew that was the last time you’d want to hear it. Tsukishima’s flip flop personality was too much to handle for so long. Thinking all the screaming and fighting was part of any healthy relationship to later find out it was all wrong hit you hard. The best decision was to break up. Neither of you were good for one another and part of you believed Tsuki knew that as well. Of course Tsukishima would object. Cause no matter how bad he was for you and vice versa, neither one of you could let go. He would instantly refuse.

But you weren’t gonna be around to hear it. Packing up what little belongings you had, you write him a note. A note telling him it was over, and you weren’t coming back.

‘Kei,

As much as I love you, I can’t do this anymore. There is too much hurt in this relationship and I can’t take it anymore. And I know despite everything, you love me too but this is for the best. For the both of us. Don’t bother calling me cause I won’t answer. Take care of yourself.

Love, Y/n’

I may or may not have made an nsfw account and if you just so happen to be a fictional whore like meeeee y’all should check it out.

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❣︎Warnings❣︎: None other then sadness :)

❣︎Genre❣︎: Angst

❣︎Featuring❣︎: Daichi

❣︎A/n❣︎: Omg I got so into this mad fast! I love making myself sad 😭

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‘Cause you said forever, now I drive alone past your street’

“Now all you have to do is lightly and I mean very lightly press the gas pedal. You know which one that is right?” Your eyes annoyingly look towards him, “Yes, Daichi, I know where the gas pedal is.” You then proceed to jolt in the car seat as you accidentally press on the breaks. Daichi crosses his arms,“You were saying?”

An hour later, you could successfully drive around the block, and Daichi’s car was still in one piece. Daichi was silently praying that his precious ‘Aiko’ was okay. “ I can’t believe you named your car.” As he walked around the perimeter of his car he explained, “ I don’t know how many times I have to tell you, it isn’t that weird. All guys name their cars.”

“Only losers name their cars.”

You are now both leaning on the hood of the car as he looks to you, “Would a loser teach you how to drive?” Playfully turning away you pretend to think, “Hmmmmmm I don’t know maybe…”

Daichi turns you around making sure you stand between his legs as he still leans against the hood of ‘Aiko’. “How about now?”

He captures your lips on his and you wrap your hands around his neck laughing into the kiss. You quickly lose your voice as the kiss deepens. You eventually pull away,

“Thank you baby, for helping me.” You nuzzle your nose against his, “I love you.”

The grip Daichi has on your waist tightens, “Any time babe, I love you too.”

A month later you would learn, ‘I love you’ truly didn’t mean shit.

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A month later you had your driver's license, and were sadly single. It was a late night and you had just finished crying for the millionth time. There was no point in trying to force yourself to sleep when it was obvious that wasn’t happening anytime soon. Grabbing your keys you decided to go for a drive. Not even too sure as to where seeing as everything was closed by 10 pm. You absentmindedly drive to nowhere. Stopping at all the stop signs. Making a left, right, another right , and another left.

Without even realizing, you were in Daichi’s neighborhood. You choke back a sob as you laugh to yourself. Of course you came back here. You slowly drive down the road, a lot of the lights on the neighboring houses were out, almost all except for Daichi’s. You couldn’t help but look through his living room window to see the silhouette of him and his new girlfriend. You had already unfortunately seen him with her on Instagram.

He leans in to kiss her, which is when you turn away. You pick up speed and drive your way out of his street. Tears blurred your vision as you tried to blink away the memories, and the love you had for him but that was seemingly impossible. As much as you blinked, you still missed him, his laugh, his large hands that covered yours.

And although you knew the relationship wasn’t perfect, you would have given anything to have him in the passenger seat at that very moment.

Saw your request where open and was wondering if I can get some first date fluff?

If you can have a great day! <3

❣︎First Dates With The Haikyuu Boys❣︎

❣︎Warnings❣︎: None other then maybe a lil bit of suggestivness in Osamu’s

❣︎Genre❣︎: Fluff

❣︎Featuring❣︎: Asahi, Osamu, and Hanamaki

❣︎A/n❣︎: I finally got to this request! So sry for the wait but i really liked qriting it and am thinking of doing a part 2 to it eventually! And despite me never writing for Maki, his actually turned out to be my favorite. I am now realizing I’ve never written for any of these characters so thats kinda exciting! Enjoy!!!! ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

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ASAHI:

Of course going on a first date with this man means he’s gonna be at least a little nervous.

In his mind, it was a miracle you even said yes to going on a date with him in the first place.

Especially since he was a total mess when asking you out on a date

So he knew he had to make it special, he just wasn’t sure how.

He was drawing a total blank as a to where to take you and what to do on your date

So he went to his closest friends to ask for advice (which he would later regret)

*Reminder* never ask for dating advice from the guys

Suga was going off on some crazy shit about doing a wild date like bungee jumping (obviously he was fucking with Ashley) and Daichi on the other hand trying to convince him a movie date is perfectly fine.

Asahi was just getting more overwhelmed and was even more lost than before,

Man had no idea what he was going to do.

But unexpectedly, Noya had the best advice from the group.

Well more or less

“Dude, you could take her on a date behind a trash can but as long as you’re smooth with it, she’s gonna have a great time. Just be butter my bruh!

Noya is not the most well spoken person, but Asahi got the point.

So he settled for a simple dinner date and ice cream if you were down for it.

Of course the man was panicking when the date finally came.

As he goes to pick you up from your house he talks aloud to himself,

“ Just be butter, just be butter… Oh my god I sound like an idiot”. (Man bullies himself)

As he pulls into your driveway he takes a deep breath.

As cheesy as it sounded he tried convincing himself that as long as he is himself the date would go fine.

He was really scared of messing things up, cause he reallllly liked you.

You open the front door and this boy is thinking about butter again.

There of course was the initial awkwardness but once you overcame that, things actually went really well.

“ You look really good Asahi!” You look him up and down and silently thank your lucky stars that you found a man who dresses like a runway model(You would later learn on said date that he is an aspiring fashion designer)

“T-Thank you. I was gonna say you do to.( Little does you know that he spent an hour tuning to find a decent outfit and his tiny apartment looks like a clothes tornado hit it)

The dinner date ended up being perfect. It was a simple restaurant with simple conversation.

Not only did it make Asahi more comfortable, but it allowed for you both to learn a lot about each other.

It was safe to say, you had this man hooked.

He offered to take you out for ice cream and you gladly accepted.

It was a couple blocks away so you guys decided to walk.

You both subconsciously walked slower dragging the date on a little longer.

It was unfortunately a little too slow cause by the time you got to the ice cream place, it was already closed.

Asahi apologised profusely rambling on

“Asahi it's fine! We can come back here on our next date.”

It took Asahi a hot minute to register what you had said.

“You want to go on another date?”

“Yea I had a really nice time tonight, and I really hope we can do it again soon.”

Man was a little awestruck,

A girl had never been so straightforward with him before, and he really liked it.

“Yea for sure!”

You both talked about the possibilities for date #2 on the way back to his car

Asahi did not attempt to kiss you just yet.

He liked you without a doubt, but he wanted to be completely sure before kissing you.

But what you had right then was perfect.

The stupid butter analogy worked!

The minute he was in his car alone he called Noya telling him all about it, and how much the “butter reference” had helped him.

Asahi felt like he was in high school again getting all hyper over a girl. He hadn’t been that happy in a while and the successful date only pushed him in the right direction.

Man was over the moon and couldn’t wait for a second date

OSAMU:

You and Osamu had been friends for a while and the not so subtle flirting finally led you both to finally go on a date.

Man is smooth as FUCK and straight up just asked you while he was working

He so very nonchalantly offered to make you dinner at his house

“Are you asking me on a date Osamu?”

“Maybe I am, but it depends on whether or not ya say yes”.

Obviously you said yes-

“But on one condition, I get to help”.

The smallest but apparent smug look appears on this face (ggrrrufffff gruffff)

“ Deal. See ya at 8.”

“Get back to work Samu.”

You playfully roll your eyes and leave his restaurant.

That same night you pull up to his apartment dressed casually

You knock on the door to be greeted by him with a towel over his wet hair and the faint scent of his cologne.

Man was gonna make you act uppppp

“ I didn’t think it was possible to be late for your own date, at your own house.”

Your eyes trail down to his unbuttoned shirt, and man notices.

He decided to leave them unbuttoned (hehwhwhehw)

“Yea that’s my bad, just come’n.”

His loft style apartment was really freakin nice

And much to your surprise, he actually has a good sense of interior style

“Make yourself comfortable, I’ma be back in one sec.”

Yes… you were checking out his ass

He comes back and leads you to his state of the art kitchen.

So much stainless steel

“ Yer wanna make pasta?”

“Pasta sounds great.”

But of course Osamu doesn’t do anything half assed, so you guys make it from scratch.

As you guys are rolling out the dough, he leans over your shoulder inspecting your work

“Not half bad, but yer know ya gotta put more elbow grease into it.”

In all honestly you didn’t hear half of what he was saying

All you could focus on was his warm breath on the skin behind your ear

And without realizing, he had his hands over yours helping you with the rolling pin.

Your back was pressed up against his stomach and you were silently cursing him out for making you feel this way. (Puthy talented it do carwheelsssssss 🤸🏽‍♀️🦋✨😽)

Man knew what he was doinnnn and it was workinnn

Once you guys were finished with making dinner, he picked out a wine that he said ‘really complemented the pasta’ whatever that means. But it tasted good

Maybe a little too good cause by the end of the date you were a little more than just tipsy. But to be fair so was he

And lets just say he made you breakfast in the morning ( wink wonk wink wonk 😉)

( IM SORRY THAT WAS JUST SUPPOSED TO BE PURE FLUFF BUT I COULDN'T HELP IT!)

Hanamaki:

This is probably the best chill date ever

Maki isn’t the quickest person in the world so when he asked you out on a date and you asked what you guys would do, he panicked

So where is he taking you out on your very first date?

Drum roll pleaaaaaaseeeeeee…

McDonalds!

Yes, you heard right. Now it wasn’t entirely what you were expecting but hey, foods food.

Matsun, Oikawa, and Iwa would be laughing at him for the next week

He picked you up in his silver honda civic late that night in his grey sweats and a hoodie.

Man was nervous as fuck. His palms were sweaty, knees weak, arms were heavy (there’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti 🍝)

Nah but on a real note he really was nervous

He wiped his sweaty palms against his sweatpants before opening the car door for you

You dressed relatively the same as he suggested you do.

I believe he is the type of a guy to be speechless when he sees you (MEGA SIMP)

You nudge his shoulder slightly embarrassed “So are you gonna drive or what?”

He snaps out of his slight daze “Yea, yea I’m going.”

The whole way there he is cracking jokes and has you holding your stomach in laughter

“M-maki stop making me laugh my stomach hurts!”

His heart swells with a little pride as he turns into the drive through of the McDonalds

“Okay what do ya wanna eat?

You sit there wondering for a moment. “ I don't know, you pick.”

“No, no, no, we aren’t playing this game. Pick something.”

You guys continue to playfully bicker until the woman behind the speaker interrupts. “Can we please order today?” The woman sounded tired.

“Sorry ma’am, we can order now”

Maki leans over to you and whisper yells “ just pick something!”

“Ill just have whatever you have!”

He leans back in his seat, and laughs “ I don’t know about that, you won’t be able to finish it all”

“Is that a challenge?”

“I guess it is.”

Maki’s order alone was huge and you were beginning to regret challenging him.

He pays and pulls into the parking lot of the closest park. It was completely empty and only two single street lights were on.

He pulls out the two giant bags and starts separating the food between the two of you.

“So if this is a challenge, what do I get if I win?” Maki looks up from the bag and raises an inquisitive brow

“ Whatever you want babe.”

You blush at the new pet name and pull out your fries.

“I’m gonna win!”

“We’ll see about that.”

You both talk as you eat, and you quickly find yourself getting full. And you were barely halfway through your food. Maki was practically done with his food already and talking about the time him and Matsun almost got arrested for “trespassing on private property”

“I give up. I can’t eat anymore Maki.” You lay back in the car seat and close your eyes in defeat.

He cackles and he takes the remainder of your food and puts it in a bag.

“So, what’s my prize?”

You sit up and turn towards him in your seat, “I guess whatever you want then.”

He stares at you intensely and he slowly leans in, giving you an opportunity to deny the kiss he’s been waiting all night for.

But you never pulled back, you leaned in and softly pressed a kiss to his slightly salty lips.

The kiss only lasted another moment but you both pulled away wanting more.

The guys can laugh all they want, cause man is walking away with the a kiss he wouldn’t forget.