You've been best friends with Osamu Miya for as long as you can remember- and by extension, you've been stuck dealing with his twin. Atsumu's loud, cocky, and always in your space, teasing you like its his favorite sport. But lately, something's shifting. The jabs feel different. His glances linger too long. And when the teasing stops, the silence is even more dangerous. Your lips become a secret he guards with a smirk, your name a prayer whispered after practice, behind Osamus back. The guilt should eat you alive- but the thrill? Its addictive. And the feelings? They're getting harder to hide. Some secrets feel too good to keep. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑨𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒖 𝑴𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒏. Tropes: *Childhood friends to lovers* *Enemies to lovers* *Best friends Brother* *Secret Dating* *Forbidden love* ᴅɪꜱᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ: ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏᴡɴ ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ɪᴛꜱ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴜʀᴘᴏꜱᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɪꜱ ꜱᴏʟᴇʟʏ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴜɴ. ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀʀᴛ ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀʀᴛ ᴜꜱᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴇɴᴛᴀɪʟ ꜱʟᴜʀꜱ, ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ, ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀʏ ʙᴇ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ. (ᴇ.ɢ. ᴀʟᴄᴏʜᴏʟɪꜱᴍ, ɢᴀᴍʙʟɪɴɢ, ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ɪꜱꜱᴜᴇꜱ ᴇᴛᴄ.) ᴇɴɢʟɪꜱʜ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ'ʟʟ ᴅᴏ ᴍʏ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴘᴇʀʟʏ. Cover Art: freaka_Loonyz Highest ranks: #1 haikyuufanfiction #1 atsumuxreader #1 atsumumiya #1 haikyuu #1 sunarintarou #1 miyaatsumu #1 miyatwins

"𝙞'𝙢 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨" "𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙣, 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪?" time-skip atsumu x reader l/n y/n attends an MSBY match with her high school teammates and it influences her life in a way she could've never imagined. highest rankings so far: #5 in fanfiction (18/06/21) #1 in atsumu #1 in karasuno #1 in animefanfiction #1 in anime #1 in miyaatsumu #1 in miyaosamu #1 in haikyuulovestory #1 in inarizaki #1 in nekoma #1 in atsumuxreader #1 in characterxreader #3 in hq #4 in haikyuufanfiction #4 in miya #7 in haikyuu as always, i do not own haikyuu characters or the plot

do two negatives make a positive when fukurodani's reputed playgirl meets the fuckboy from nekoma? a kuroo tetsurou fanfic but also contains teeny tiny bits about other characters highest rankings so far: #1 in fanfiction (28/10/2020) #1 in kurootetsurou #1 in kuroo #1 in kuro #1 in fukurodani #1 in nekoma #1 in animexreader #1 in haikyuuxreader #1 in haikyuufanfiction #1 in haikyuusmut #1 in haikyuulemon #1 in kurooxreader #1 in bokuto #1 in tetsurou #1 in animefanfiction #2 in characterxreader #11 in haikyuu

Slowly losing your friends over the years drives you to look for a connection on the internet. This leads you to a connection that changes your life for good.

[Atsumu Miya x Reader SMUT] He was a beast in a cage and you looked like food before him. - Please proceed with an open mind. It says smut, then expect dirty and raw smut :))) WARNING: Borderline yandere, possessive behavior, and explicit sex ✨ (basically hentai level and unrealistic smut) Initially wrote this because I couldn't find a good atsumu miya smut fanfic here in wattpad so I'm writing it. Lmao.

It was the absolute rule of the court that he plays on The canon, Ushijima Wakatoshi only needed to be given a high toss in order to score a point. And the rule had been absolute ever since he was in junior high. Whoever they were, whatever their position was, wherever they came from, he had beaten them more than they could retaliate, and this was an apparent fact. The absolute rule has always been followed. It should have been followed... If you weren't on the opposing side. After all, this absolute rule of an absolute point... does not apply to you. And Ushijima Wakatoshi knows this fact- he had known ever since he had first met you, had trained with you and he still knows it now. The ball rotated in a nasty rotation as it was almost disfigured when it left the slam of the athlete's hand. You whistled as you saw it at first. And here he says he was just playing casually. You swoop in on the angle it was directed to, adjusting the balls of your feet as to stabilize your body for the impact, and received it head on. And they could all see it. How the nasty spin of the ball who would leave most players helpless was instantly being killed as soon as it landed in your forearm. The athlete could only grin at the familiar view once again. But this had always been the case and Ushijima Wakatoshi knows. The callouses on your arms and hands were a testament of the feats you've accomplished as an athlete, of feats he didn't knew were possible. If he was an eagle preparing to take flight in the professional stage, your place in that sky has already been engraved. And he often finds himself wondering- How can someone so small be bigger than he is? - A/N: Warning for Size difference and eventual smut. Warning that the reader is an OP (overpowered) character. It says Ushijima x reader but its actually an OC, just written in a second pov.