#miya atsuma x reader

[sunarots]

baby, its cold outside

pairings: atsumu miya x fem!reader

summary: it’s christmas day, and you just had to get away from your overbearing family. you love them, but you need a break from them. in one of the only open bars, you meet their only other customer: one atsuma miya. and he is not quite ready to let you go home after only one drink.

warnings: alcohol, strong language

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“Come on, lovely. I haven’t even caught yer name yet.” The blonde signals to the bartender for another two drinks, sliding into the seat beside yours. “You can stay for just another drink, can’t ya? It’s freezing out there.”

You can’t help but laugh at his attempts — he’s certainly determined. “Okay, fine. But just one more. I really do have to get home to my family.”

“I’m sure they can wait just another ten minutes,” he assures, sliding a large note over to the bartender. “Keep the change.”

His entire demeanour amazes you. “Trying to impress me even more?” You quirk an eyebrow, finishing the glass to swap the bartender for your new glass.

“Why would I have to impress someone when I don’t even know their name?”

You laugh, lifting a hand over your mouth. “I’m y/n.”

“Well, y/n, it’s my pleasure,” he responds, tugging the hand from your mouth and pulling it into a handshake. “I’m Atsumu Miya.”

The name rings a bell, but you don’t linger on the topic any further. “So, Atsumu, what brings you out here on Christmas day?”

He beams, sipping his beer. “Overbearing family, just like you. My brother’s brought his pregnant girlfriend, which has obviously gotten me under fire about my lack of relationships.”

You raise an eyebrow and eye him up and down. He certainly doesn’t look like the type of guy who wouldn’t have a girlfriend. He’s got a good physique and, even you have to admit, he’s very good looking.

“Keep it in yer pants.” He laughs, and a red tint rises to your cheeks at being caught out. Atsumu doesn’t take his eyes off yours. “What brings you out here?”

“My family at Christmas are very stressful. There’s not enough alcohol in their house to make me stay there the whole time. So, I said I had some work to finish up before tonight.”

“Families, eh?” He clinks your glasses together and brings it to his lips.

“Yeah, they’re a pain in the ass.” You look at the clock on the wall behind Atsumu’s head, trying to figure out how much longer you could put off returning. Dinner isn’t until half 3, which is an hour away. You could get away with…

“Aw, ya can’t leave me on my own yet. When you leave, I have to go as well!” he whines, tilting his head.

You can’t help but smile. “Why do you have to leave when I go?”

“Because otherwise I’ll just be that guy in the bar, alone on Christmas. I can’t have that bein’ everywhere by New Year.”

You raise an eyebrow. “Why will it be everywhere by New Year? Who has to know?”

Atsumu turns and looks at you as if you just said the most ridiculous thing in the world, and maybe you have. But you don’t know why he’s looking at you that way, and it hits him that you have no idea of who he is.

The smile returns to his face and he shrugs his shoulders. “I dunno. Don’t listen to me, I’ve had three drinks and not eaten anything to prepare for Christmas dinner. I must be drunk.”

Tilting your head to the side, you don’t completely believe him. But you have nothing to back yourself up, so you remain quiet. “How will you get home if you’re drunk? You’re not driving, are you?”

“Nah, I’ve got a ride. Don’t worry yer pretty head about it’.” He winks, and finishes off his next drink. “Did you drive?”

It’s not until he asks you that you realise you can’t drive back home. Your face must show it because Atsumu bursts out laughing. “Okay, maybe I was a little caught up in the moment of needing to get away and didn’t think that far ahead,” you defend yourself, sipping your gin.

“Would ya like a lift home, darlin’?”

He flashes you a smile and the same question runs through your mind once again. How is a man like this still single? He can flirt, he’s hot as hell, and his smile. God, he had a truly beautiful smile. Your knees were weak, thank god you were sat down.

Oh god, what if he’s a murderer? That would explain why he’s single. No man can be this nice and attractive. He has to be a serial killer, and you’re his next victim. You just can’t catch a break!

“Well?”

You shake yourself out of your spiral, giving him a hesitant smile. “Um…”

“I’m not gonna hurt ya. If it’ll help, you can sit in the front with my driver and I’ll sit in the back?” he offers, taking out his phone as it starts to ring. He sighs. “Sorry, darlin’. My brother.”

You nod, considering his offer as he swivels in his chair and brings the phone to his ear.

“What? Tell ma I’ll be back soon. What? You what!?” Atsumu drops back his head and tries to contain his noises of frustration. “Congratulations. I’ll be back in an hour. Yeah, whatever.” He ends the phone call and drops his phone on the bar, downing the rest of the drink.

“Rough call?” you joke, watching the smile return to his face and a laugh slipping from your lips.

“They’re gettin’ married,” he whines, turning back to face you. “Married, y/n! Mrs. Osamu Miya. Fuckin’… It’s like he’s out to get me! He wants this holiday to be miserable for me.”

“He’s not out to get you, Atsumu. What would he gain from this?”

He chuckles. “He’s my brother. He loves watchin’ our parents interrogate me after he drops news like this. Last year he posted it on the Onigiri Miya TikTok page and I went viral. My teammates still watch that fuckin’ video.”

“There’s a video?” you ask, eyes wide. “I would kill my sister if she did that to me. She’s constantly bragging to our parents about her career, she’s going to be an environmental lawyer. I’ve gone back to university because I changed my mind on what I want to do again, and my parents are acting like I’m insane. How can you choose just one thing to do, you know? I wanna be everything, but there’s not enough time.”

Atsumu nods along to your words. “Yeah, I get that.”

“What do you do? How did you choose?”

“Well, I played volleyball in high school and loved it. I got an offer not long after I finished and decided that’s what I wanted to do,” he explains, shrugging his shoulders. “You’ll figure it out eventually. Ya still have time.”

You nod slowly, taking in his words. You pick up your drink to sip a little more, before turning to look at him once again with furrowed eyebrows. “Wait… You’re that Atsumu Miya?”

He nods his head. “Yeah. Was waitin’ to see how long it was gonna take you to realise.” He laughs, looking over his shoulder to catch the time.

“Wow. The camera really doesn’t do you justice,” you comment, finishing off your drink. “Is your driver here?”

“Unfortunately,” he responds, pushing himself off his chair. “Ready to return to hell?” He holds out his hand for you to take with a smile, using his other to grab his coat.

You sigh. “Not quite, but we don’t seem to have a choice.” You take his hand and follow him to the door of the bar. “Are you allowed to leave the bar holding my hand? Or are people going to assume you have a secret girlfriend?”

Atsumu pauses before opening the door, turning to face you. “I don’t care people think yer my girlfriend.” He gives you a smile and rests his back against the door of the cafe. “Yer cute, sweet. Different to my exes. I think, if anything, it should be you worrying about bein’ seen as my girlfriend. Does it bother ya?”

You shake your head. “No. Because we were sat at the bar for over an hour and you didn’t once glance at my boobs.”

He laughs, pushing the door open with his back and pulling you with him. “Come on, darlin’. There’s champagne in the limo, let’s get a little more tipsy.”

[haikyuu-drabble]

Hey, hope you have a great day! May o request, number 1 & 9 with atsumu please •́ ‿ ,•̀ also, don't overwork yourself babe❤

why did i have so much fun writing for atsumu.... ANYWAYS this is gonna be the last one of the night after the last request i just got in my box i’m not gonna be writing anymore!!

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atsumu x reader | annoying

9. “don’t ask me that.”

word count: 1658

When you finally reached the restaurant, you saw you friend checking his reflection in the window of the building. You chuckled to yourself and called out to him, “Atsumu!”

Once you got closer to him, you joked, “I’m surprised you’re actually here early. If I knew that you’d be on time, I would’ve come earlier!”

Atsumu scowled, “I can be on time when I want to be.”

“Whatever!” You laughed, “Let’s just go in!”

When you went up to the hostess, you requested a table for two, and she told you that it would be around a thirty minute wait. You were about to ask Atsumu if the wait was okay with him, but before you could ask, he looked at the hostess, “Actually, we have a reservation under Miya.”

“Oh! Then right this way.” the hostess smiled.

You looked back at Atsumu with shocked eyes. “I don’t like to wait.” He responded while following after the hostess.

“Right.” you warily laughed.

It had been awhile since you last saw Atsumu, so for you this was a little out of character for him. You’d always seen him as the type to be late or to make others wait for him. Maybe he matured since the last time you saw him. Once you were seated, you asked, “So, how has volleyball been since the last time I’ve seen you? I feel bad that ever since I started working, we haven’t been able to see each other as often.”

“It’s the same old, same old.” he scanned over the menu, “How have you been?”

You tilted your head and smiled, “Ohp, that’s a first.”

Atsumu looked up from the menu, “What’s a first?”

You answered. “Usually you have tons and tons of stories about yourself. Have things really been that uneventful?”

Atsumu furrowed his brows and mumbled, “I don’t talk about myself that much.”

“Well, still. I was surprised to see a text from you asking me if I was free to hang out.” you replied.

Atsumu only furrowed his brows and redirected his attention back to the menu, “Just tell me how you’ve been.”

You raised a brow and chuckled, “Right. So, at my job, my boss is crazy…”

The fact that you were friends with Atsumu was probably was of the very few things you expected happening in your life. You met both of the Miya twins through friends, and at first, you got along much better with Osamu. Atsumu, on the other hand, you didn’t really think much of. You imagined you had the same first impression of him as most people did. You thought he was arrogant and cocky, and that impression was not really wrong at all. He was annoying, and sometimes brought out the worst in you. But like most people, you were attracted to his confidence. He was so sure of himself, and he knew what he wanted. Being around someone so motivated, although very self-centered, was something kind of amazing. The more you got to know him, the more interesting of a person he was to you. You knew he probably wasn’t the most perfect person in the world, but you appreciated how honest he was with himself. He was never afraid to be himself. And that’s why you loved him. 

When you realized your feelings for him, you were sad. It had nothing to do with him personally, but you just felt like it was pointless. Atsumu was constantly getting hit on by the most beautiful people. Whether you were with friends or just with each other, he would attract attention. You were much too self aware to think you were comparable to any of them. But over time, you’d gotten used to your feelings. You realized you were content with just being his friend. That was enough for you.

When the bill came for dinner, you were ready to put down your card, “I’ll pay today! It’s a celebration of me getting a real job.”

Before you could put your card down, Atsumu took the bill and deadpanned, “Don’t even try to put your card down. As if I’d ever let you pay.”

You laughed, “Okay, but please let me pay next time we eat together!”

After dinner, the two of you decided to go around and shop. While you were looking at some tops, someone called out to Atsumu who was across the store. You turned around to find the source, and you saw an absolutely gorgeous woman walking towards him. Atsumu greeted her, and she asked what he was doing alone. Atsumu answered, “I’m not alone. I came with someone.”

You popped your head from around the corner, and you introduced yourself. Before the girl introduced herself, she looked you up and down. You plastered a smile onto your face. It’d been awhile since you got looked at like that.

The girl asked, “So, why couldn’t you join us for dinner tonight, Atsumu? We had this dinner planned for months because of our busy schedules!”

You looked at Atsumu, and through his grin, he put his arm around your shoulder, “I actually made dinner plans with this one awhile ago, and I guess I just didn’t realize I overscheduled.”

She looked at you once more and smiled at him, “Well, we’ll plan again for next time!”

The conversation between the two ended, and when she was out of hearing distance, you laughed, “Why’d you lie to her? We only planned to have dinner together two nights ago.”

Atsumu shrugged, “I’d rather have dinner with you.”

“Why? She’s way prettier than me. Isn’t she?” you replied.

That comment had slipped out. It seemed like being judged by strangers was something you weren’t as used to as you’d thought. Typically, you’d never let a comment like that come out. 

You tried to laugh it off as a joke, but Atsumu angrily replied, “Don’t ask me that.”

When you looked at his face, he was just as angry as he sounded. 

You had to admit you were a little taken aback. Atsumu walked out of the store, and you followed after him. You hoped that he would say something, but he kept walking straight. You tried to talk to him, but Atsumu continued to ignore you. At some point, you were getting very annoyed and stopped in your tracks. He didn’t notice that you stopped walking until you yelled, “Miya Atsumu!”

He turned around to face you, and he looked at you with shocked wide eyes and open mouth. You continued yelling, “What has been with you all night? You keep on acting out of character, and now you’re ignoring me?!”

Atsumu yelled back at you, “What about you? I haven’t heard from you in almost four months, and then I see that you’re hanging out with ‘Samu? I’ve been waiting for you to text me for months, and then the update I get about you is from ‘Samu through a picture of you two that he sent me?! Of all people?! ‘Samu?! Really?!”

You tried to think back to the day that you last saw Osamu. Suddenly remembering the day, you yelled, “Osamu’s onigiri shop is like a five minute walking distance from my work! Why wouldn’t I visit him?”

“Whatever! I just wanted to hear from you after waiting so long, and when I finally get to see you, you even dare to ask me about my opinion of some other girl who I clearly don’t care about!” 

“How am I supposed to know how you feel about other people?!”

“Because you’re the most perceptive when it comes to me! You’re supposed to know how I feel! You’re the only person besides ‘Samu who can call me out on my habitual bluffs!”

“If you know you lie all the time why do you still do it?!”

You suddenly caught yourself started laughing. Atsumu got angrier, “Why are you laughing?!”

“Because!” you walked over to a bench and faced him with a grin, “This argument is stupid.”

Atsumu thought for a moment and calmed down a little but he was still annoyed. He sat next to you, “Still, for you to ask my if I think a girl is prettier than you after I finally get to see you...”

You laughed, “What do you mean, ‘finally get to see you’?”

“You’re dumb.” he replied, “You know that, right?”

“Excuse me!”

“Do you know any other person I’ll come early for? Make a reservation for?”

“I just thought… you matured a little, since I last saw you.”

“It’s been awhile, but not that long.” He softly tapped your forehead, “Is there really nothing in there?”

You put your hand over the area that he hit, “Okay. Rude.”

“I have to spell it out for you. Don’t I?” he groaned, “Look. I like you. I don’t know why I have to be the one to confess their feelings first. So, what? Do you like me back or not?”

You tilted your head back and looked at the sky, “You have such a bad personality. How can I find someone’s confession for me so annoying?”

You looked at him, and he was just looking at you with slight annoyance and expectancy. You smiled, “What if I made you wait for my answer?”

He stood up from the bench and with a fake smile said, “Alright. I’m going home. Have a good night!”

You grabbed his arm and laughed, “Fine. Fine. I like you. You arrogant, cocky, full of it jerk. I like you, Miya Atsumu.”

“Strange. How can I find someone insulting me so pleasing?” he smirked.

“Goodbye.” you sideyed and walked away.

“Wait just a second!” He grabbed you by the waist and turned you around to face him, “I wasn’t kidding when I said I’ve been waiting for you to contact me for months.”

You rolled your eyes but wrapped your arms around him, “Phones work two ways, you know, jerk.”

[princesskeji]

Haikyu AU where the Miya Twins have an adopted younger sister. As there mom wanted a girl so bad but after birthing a set of twins she didn’t want to go through that again and she want to make sure she had a daughter

Their sister is only a couple months younger than them so she’s in the same class and everything. They got her when she was about 4 years old.

The two are completely different people to her than how they act to each other obviously. Total sweat hearts to their sister.

Atsuma loves trying to make her pick sides in any argument him and Samu have. Even if he’s the one in the wrong he’s been bribing her since the day she came home.

When she came home and hated the idea of being adopted - yk the normal ideology that her parents didn’t love her, and her new parents could never love her like they love them - both twins were ready to comfort her

While Samu was better with words, always knew exactly what to say

When it came to just crying or panic attacks Samu had to step aside for Atsuma as he was quicker with emotion reaction and Samu was more for logic.

Their parents never treated anyone different this was the twins never had an excuse to treat her anything less than like a sister

When it came to playing volleyball their sister played all throughout grade school, middle and as a first year but really just grew out of it.

With that being said she’s still just as athletic and has full understanding of the sport so she’s obviously their biggest fan

She’s basically an unofficial manager bc she’s always hanging around waiting to go home and she’s been around the team forever

Even though she’s adopted she’s just as chaotic as the twins.

The team has plenty of blackmail and stories to share that could embarrass her as well as the boys

While she gets involved in the bickering she’s also one of the only people who can get them to shut up when needed.

They both mutually shut up the second the feel like something off with her or don’t get me started with the first time they see her flirting with a classmate

Girl or Boy the Miya twins are giving the third degree. Atsuma asking all the questions Samu giving all the dirty looks

The shock on their face when they find out she’s actually been secretly dating Aran 🥴

Kita was the only one that knew and that’s bc he’s too observant and their sister trust him so much.

Atsuma having too much respect for him to give him the third degree questions he had prepared for this moment.

Over all the twins are just a degree softer around their sister. They’re just glad to have someone other than eachother to be stuck with.

[peakgenko]

Asking the HAIKYŪ!! boys what their star sign is- text fic

includes: Miya Atsumu, Tsukishima Kei, Bokuto Kōtarō, Iwaizumi Hajime, Kuroo Tetsurō, Kageyama Tobio and Ushijima Wakatoshi

note: bo don’t know what’s going on but he’s got the spirit<3

cw: swearing & playful banter

Miya Atsumu

Tsukishima Kei

(I accidentally mixed it up and one of you corrected me so thank you for letting me know I fixed it:))

Bokuto Kōtarō

Iwaizumi Hajime

Kuroo Tetsurō

Tobio Kageyama

Ushijima Wakatoshi 1/2

Ushijima Wakatoshi 2/2

PART 2 SOON!!

[snnbnny]

Events and collabs I am apart of and or am running:

★。／｜collabs｜＼。★

breeding collab (kiyoomi sakusa & atsuma miya) , monster fuckin collab (werewolf megumi), Milo's 50 follower slice of life event (Osamu Miya & Suna Rintarou), Coco's water theme milestone collab (Rintarou Suna), Ina's 3k event (atsumu miya)

★。／｜Events by me｜＼。★

My 150 follower event: double dating (open) The domesticity game! (open, collab and requests) The surrogacy ask game (open)

Works for: Haikyuu!!

Atsumu Miya, fluff, childhood friends to lovers vibe inspired by She Looks So Perfect by 5SOS

Tetsuro Kuro, hurt/comfort and fluff, finding out your pregnant

We're all Goners, sometimes self made (song fic, part one of a series):Tooru Oikawa, hurt and kinda comfort, hanahaki disease.

Wakatoshi Ushijima reacting to his partner crying after a verbal fight!! , hurt and kinda comfort, pregnancy

Simple scars, a K.Tsukishima piece about a domestic moment together, suggestive.

little things, a S.Kita piece about the little parts of his days with you, suggestive

Song fic (two finneas songs), Miya twins x reader, sfw, angst

The summer sun's reflection off of the rusted train tracts, a sfw s.hinata piece for a collab.

t.oikawa baking with s/o for his birthday, sfw

k.bokuto nsfw hcs: pt 1

works for: Jujutsu Kaisen

Jealousy is an Alphabet Soup Made of Booze and Bozos, Gojo x reader oneshot first of the jjk x drunk reader series

Bartender Yuuji and Megumi drabble, nsfw, besties share.

Nsfw hc's for Ryomen Sukuna

Nsfw hc's for Satoru Gojo

S.Gojo + K.Nanami + T. Fushiguro types of partners they are in theory, mentions of sex but barely.

works for: My Hero Academia

BAKUSQUAD BOYSAND HOW YOU ALTERED THEIR LIFE

(HC) Bakusqauds reactions to someone who zones out an or disassociates

Hot crossed buns; a Hanta Sero fic for the familiar face in an unexpected place collab, hurt comfort/fluff, firefighter au

K. Bakugou and E.Kirishima comforting their s/o after a bad day, sfw, hurt/comfort

works for: Stranger Things...

none yet-

Extra.....

[settersloveletters]

could you do a scenario where the reader is friends with bokuto/hinata and they drop by the msby black jackals practice and atsumu gets a lil crush? thank you, i'm loving this blog! ヾ(๑╹◡╹)ﾉ"

• atsumu’s little crush; scenario

a/n: i vibed with this one, you gotta love romantic tension between two destined lovers >:)

➳ request: hinata’s friend y/n visits their practice and miya atsumu takes a liking to her

➳ pairing: atsumu x f!reader

➳ word count: 647

➳ admin: kae !

“W-who is that?” Atsumu fumbles over his words when he sees you.

The MSBY Black Jackals were having their daily practice, and Hinata was allowed a plus-one for practice, which happened to be you, his childhood friend. You’re amazed at the grandness of the gym and the bright lights, and the hot guys. Hinata himself, tanned and muscular from his time in Brazil. There is a cutie with curly hair obviously keeping his distance from you, an energetic man with spiky grey hair, and a blondie. A hot blondie.

“And this is our setter, Atsumu,” Hinata introduces, as the two of you walk closer to the blondie. His tall and built figure, and his hands that perfectly grasp the volleyball. Instantly getting infatuated with the demigod in front of you, you try to force a greeting out. You don’t know it yet, but he’s looking at you with the same intent. Atsumu doesn’t fall for just any girl, but for some reason you have him with butterflies in his stomach and his heart beating a mile a minute.

“Hi, I’m Hinata’s friend, name’s (y/n),” you reach your hand out for a handshake. He reaches for yours and grasps it, and suddenly he can’t stop thinking about you.

All practice, he’s messing up serves, failing sets, not receiving properly. He’s flustered from head to toe and feels like a clown for fucking up in front of you.

“Tsum-Tsum, what’s wrong with you today? Your ratio is terrible,” Bokuto criticizes after the second short set in a row. Sitting on the sideline bench, you watch the team run through drills again, and can’t help but laugh at the banter and arguing. And, maybe it’s your mind playing games, but every so often you see the blondie glance at you, with a blush tinting his cheeks. Is his face getting hot because of the physical activity, or because of you.

“Is it ‘cause (y/n)’s here?” asking, Hinata points in your direction, “Do you like her?”

“And if I do?” he replies with a sigh and prepares himself and the ball for another serve. Don’t fuck up, don’t fuck up, don’t fuck up. Let’s take another glance for good luck. And when he does just that, looking over at you with those doe eyes and small smile, his gut riles up emotions he can’t even describe. Before he even knows it, he’s giving you a wink and tossing the ball into the air. Hitting it with crazy accuracy he has never achieved before and slamming it onto the other side of the court, his ears ring and the adrenaline pumps through his veins. Did she see that?

Witnessing everything, you cheerfully clap at the talented setter’s skill and give him a coo of approval. No fangirl has ever made him feel the way you make him feel.

It isn’t until the sun begins to set, making you realize how long you have been watching the Jackals’ practice. Who knew being professional volleyball players requires such an intense and tedious grind. You had plans that interrupted these, so you had to leave soon. You had fun though, watching your old friend living out his dreams and developing a small (mutual) crush on the dashing setter.

“Hinata, I have to go soon!” you call out to the orange head while packing up your bag and checking the time. You say your goodbyes to your friend and head out, never getting a formal farewell to his teammates.

“(y/n) left? I never got to ask for...” Atsuma glumly says when he finally takes notice of your absence. What he doesn’t notice yet is the small slip of stationary paper that lays on the spot of the bench you were sitting at, only meant for the eyes of the one that kept gazing at you all day long.

Call me blondie~ (XXX) XXX - XXXX <3