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salsakiyoomi · 1 year

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you knew miya atsumu from highschool.

yes, the miya atsumu, the star hit volleyball player, the one on almost every magazine cover, the one with over a hundred million followers on instagram, the one who's notorious for flirting with his interviewers and having an attitude with an over the top ego yet still managing to quiver under his coach's gaze and putting his arrogance in check.

yes, you knew him.

you knew him as the loud, rowdy kid who never shut up in class, who definitely had an over the top ego and attitude problem back then as well, who also flirted with your friends and even you on some if not all occasions.

god, you hated him.

he was arrogant and ignorant and overall a huge dickehead who needed to be tamed.

this was the light you saw him in up until graduation day, when he came up to you with a smirk plastered on his face and you noticed it, mentally preparing yourself to tell him to fuck off if he was here to flirt with you again.

but he didn't saying anything flirtatious, instead, all he said was, "hey, congratulations on being in the top three, man, it's freakin' awesome."

he was congratulating you for when you took your diploma and the principal announced that you were in second place between all the other graduates.

and after that, miya atsumu left and you never saw him again.

it wasn't until a few years later that you randomly saw his name on a twitter headline that said 'new upcoming volleyball star : miya atsumu is certainly making his way to the frontlines!'

it was obvious that volleyball would be his go-to, he was definitely talented at it, and against your bitter will, you had to admit that even you were awe-strucked when he played on the court.

however, it still was definitely a surprise when you saw his name on headlines, it left you with your mouth hung open in astonishment.

and after that, he was everywhere you went.

on tv, on magazines posing with his teammates, on instagram and twitter, on youtube in 'top ten funniest miya atsumu moments' video compilations — heck, even in a fucking advertisement for a hair conditioner.

you truly couldn't escape him.

by heart, you were a journalist, and so soon came the day where miya atsumu is sitting in front of you, conducting an interview.

well, it isn't him alone, it's him and his teammates — it's loud in the room as all of them talk over eachother, but his eye catches yours and a hint of recognition flashes in them, before a smile spreads on his lips, one that you eventually mirror as if the both of you are sharing some inside joke.

miya atsumu recognizes you.

he recognizes your face and your eyes, he recognizes you smile, and oh how he recognizes your voice that's speaking in a soft, professional tone now, but used to scold him with a harsh and sarcastic tone then.

and so, in the next thirty minute you spent interviewing him and his teammates, miya atsumu's mind kept flashing through the very few memories he had with you in highschool, and most importantly, feelings of an old crush resurfaced now that he's face to face with you.

he's smiling at you, giving you heart eyes, and answering every question that you asked him personally with an almost child-like enthusiasm.

atsumu truly hasn't felt this shy around someone since highschool.

the interview passes quick and everyone scatters soon after and you find yourself standing outside the stadium, with your phone in your hand and waiting for your uber to come.

you think, while miya atsumu still had some of his unmistakable traits such as his attitude and talent to annoy others effortlessly, there's still some traits to him that make you tolerate him a bit more now.

after all, you don't really hate him as much as you did back in highschool.

or it you can even call what you felt towards him back in highschool hate — it was more of a feeling if annoyance really, since he was a nuisance.

"well, well, well, long time no see." a familiar voice plastered with cockiness to it calls out to you, and you turn around to face the blonde.

speak of the devil, you think.

"well, surprised to even see you still remember me, miya." you tease, smirking at him.

"what can i say? it's hard to forget you when you used to call me a 'motherfucking jackass' everyday at school." he shoots back, laughing loudly at the way you turn your face away in embarrassment.

"listen, you used to annoy me alot, okay?" you defend, "and i see that none of that has changed."

he grins at you, and says, "one can only change so little, i see you still have very little tolerance for me."

"as always."

he laughs again, and then his laughter quiets down, but a smile still remains on his lips as he looks at you, his expression timid and his voice almost shy as he says, "haven't seen you in so long, i missed ya."

you think you're imagining it when you see him with a faint pink dusting his cheeks.

now it's your turn to laugh, you aren't necessarily laughing at him, just more so that you're surprised by his sudden statement, and so you reply with, "well, my everyday was kind of dull without you annoying me, so i guess i missed you too."

you can swear that the pink on his cheeks got darker when you said that, but you decide not to say anything of it.

he chuckles and stuffs his hands in his pockets, "well, i'm glad we can finally agree on something." he let's out a long sigh, "who knew fate would bring us back like that? as a hotshot and an interviewer?"

he's being dramatic and cocky again.

you roll your eyes at him, "you think quite highly of yourself, it's sickening."

atsumu grins at you, and you shake your head at him with an unwilling smile on your lips, thinking that maybe his company right now isn't so bad, and that maybe you're actually enjoying talking to him right now.

atsumu asks, "so, are you waiting for someone?"

"my uber, yes."

"well, then i guess you wouldn't mind if i waited with you then." he says, shuffling a bit closer to you — atsumu isn't sure why he's doing this to himself, talking with you knowing how nervous and jittery you get him to be, with his heart pounding fast in his chest and his hands clammy in his pockets and he hasn't felt this way since highschool — but maybe, just maybe he's hoping he could build up enough courage to ask for your number.

"you already are," you remark teasingly, smiling at him.

your phone vibrates in your hand and you check the notification that tell you your uber is almost here.

"it's almost here anyway," you state, and you don't notice how his shoulders suddenly slump down like a disappointed child.

"oh," he says disappointingly, "well, it was nice meeting you again after so long, y/n." he smiles brightly at you.

you state at him for a moment, your mind racing through some thoughts, before you finally decide that : fuck it, you'll just go for it.

"give me your phone." you demand.

he furrows his brows in confusion, "what? why?"

"just give me your phone."

atsumu reluctantly and confusingly pulls his phone out and hands it to you without asking any further questions.

you tap away at his screen for a few seconds before handing his phone back to him — and just then your uber pulls up.

atsumu only catches a glimpse of 'y/n from highschool' saved into his contact list before you're standing on your tippy toes pressing a peck to his cheek and pulling away, smiling and waving at him as you make your way to your ride.

you call out, "call me later, okay?"

atsumu swears his heart went flying with the next gust of wind that blew, and red bloomed on his cheeks as his eyes scanned over your contact name a hundred times, almost as if he couldn't believe it sat in his phone now, and when his mind finally registered it, a giddy, shy smile that he couldn't resist spread to his face.

oh, for sure he'll be calling you later.

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mayariviolet · 2 months

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What The Haikyuu Setters Wear to Bed.

Ft. Kenma, Kageyama, Oikawa, Atsumu, Sugawara, Akashi and Semi.

summary: Self explanatory to be honest. I also sprinkled in some of their night time routine because why not!

a/n: I’m wearing a new pyjama set, and I’ve been thinking… Also, I know we can see some of their sleepy wear in the fourth season, but let’s imagine for a moment! (Also, please don’t get mad at me about my headcanons… I’m just being silly). Time-skip btw.

cw: I mention sex once but it’s not explicit.

BEFORE WE START THEY ALL TWITCH IN THEIR SLEEP. LITERALLY IT IS SO UNAVOIDABLE.

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Kenma:

First of all, this dude is cold ALL THE TIME! I hate to say it, but he would sleep with socks on. Now that’s out of the way… He would wear a crusty ass red hoodie for over a week. He probably got it from a PR package and will wear it to death. Kenma wears those THICK ASS PLAID PYJAMAS to bed. Long story short, he has to be cozy as fuck. He does not care if he looks mismatched before bed! Especially after a long stream, he wants comfortable bottoms, so he has to just change his top and crawl into bed. Also, he would be the kind of person who plays YouTube videos to fall asleep (usually gaming commentary videos or VODs of streamers).

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Kageyama:

He wears grey sweatpants to bed and an old T-shirt from high school or something. Not because he can’t afford a new set of clothes. But because why would he go out and buy new clothes specifically to sleep? Somehow, they’re always in pristine condition. Despite having the shirt for years, it still looks brand new. He takes care of his things! Unlike that heathen Kenma, he does not sleep with socks on. However, for slippers around the house, he wears those UGG moccasins. If he’s cold, he’ll probably buy some Uniqlo heat tech to wear to bed.

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Oikawa:

Butt ass naked. The same as Kageyama, but he doesn’t wear a shirt to bed (a harlot, but I love him nonetheless). He wears some sorrel slippers with a lot of fur around his place. He has to keep his room at a specific temperature so he doesn’t have to sleep with a shirt on. ALSO, HE DEFINITELY SLEEPS WITH A HUMIDIFIER WHEN HE IS BACK IN JAPAN. Honestly, I can picture him having silk bedding because it’s better for his skin. He is such a material girl, and he’s not ashamed! He’ll also buy sweatpants specifically to sleep in. Again, he’s very particular about it all.

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Atsumu:

Matching set. He would have silk pyjamas or 100% cotton. He has the money in the time-skip, so why wouldn’t he? He wears Adidas slides inside the house. Or whoever sponsors him. Surprisingly, has an extensive skincare routine? He definitely uses Tatcha and Shiseido (he did a campaign for them!) He also sleeps with an eye mask (he got used to it while travelling a lot for games). I could see him trying to meditate before bed (think those headspace type of apps), but as soon as they start with “now close your eyes and try this breathing exercise-“ he’s out like a LIGHT.

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Sugawara:

He also opts for sweatpants before bed, but he wears those “long John” (? Might be a Canadian moment for me right now?) undershirts, too! However, this is a ‘special occasion’ or freezing night routine. He’s usually pretty tuckered out after teaching, so it’s not unusual for him to just strip down after a quick nighttime routine and sleep in fresh boxers and a t-shirt. Regular slippers (but with traction). Sugawara would be the kind of person to make some tea before bed, take three sips and then fall asleep. GOD, AND IF HE HAS A PARTNER WHO GAVE HIM A NECKLACE, HE WOULD LITERALLY WEAR IT TO BED! THAT NEVER COMES OFF! The chain stays on during sex. The necklace is either a really lovely gold chain (super simple) OR an adorable handmade one with a charm! He’s so sentimental I’m gonna cry…

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Akashi:

Plaid pants or just those really nice silk bottoms. Long sleeves (specifically from Uniqlo, too😋). No shirt, though, if he has a partner. Hehe. And that’s no problem, my beautiful, fluffy-haired boyfriend. He got gifted these pompompurin slippers from Bokuto, and he wears them to death! Especially if he’s having a long night editing some things for work! He also has a little glasses stand on his desk. I also hate to say it- but he would wear short socks to bed… Don’t shoot the messenger. I could also see Akashi being the kind of person to set ten alarms and wake up before they all go off (they are set at five-minute intervals). Sometimes, he twitches himself awake-

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Semi:

Only boxers. Thankfully. He wants to pack LIGHT if he’s constantly on the road touring with his band! Although, he might throw on a t-shirt or a cotton ‘a-shirt’ /undershirt. Usually, he has some of his own merch. Not in a conceded way but in an ‘I misplaced my other clothes and I’m annoyed so I’ll just deal with this.’

He’ll usually keep a nice quality sweater on his person if he's recording some music. It’s cold in the studio! Sometimes, he’ll sleep in that if he’s coming home or back to the hotel late. He would ALSO be the kind of person who would wear a necklace his partner gave him to bed. Either a silver chain or a dog tag with their initial or inside joke (this is literally rotting my brain, and I’m going FERAL-). He would also be the kind of guy to sleep with wet hair and not really care because he just styles it whatever in the morning. He wears those Yeezy-type slides around the house.

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a/n: alright team I gotta sleep for real. I’m gonna edit this later, but I’ve said my peace. GOOD NIGHT AND YAY TO THE MOVIE BEING OUT!

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stargirldotcom · 10 months

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headcanon:

atsumu loves going into onigiri miya and tricking new employees into thinking he’s osamu.

he’ll go in on osamu’s days off and just casually order from the counter. the older ones already know what’s up and will usually play into it, so when the newbie (who also knows nothing about volleyball) questions it, the alibi is that he took that day off to bleach his hair.

he even has a specific oversized sweater for this to hide his physique (the pro athlete training made atsumu way more built)

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it all started when a newbie accidentally mixed them up when osamu wasn’t in the store. the ever-oblivious atsumu didn’t realise until they asked about the hair. when it finally clicked, he decided to keep the rouse going because he’s a little shit.

the next day, osamu came in, and when that same employee asked about his hair, he asked if they saw him come in the day before and had to explain that it was his twin. (and now has done that exact same thing with 3 different employees)

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chaoticallyfragmentary · 4 months

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New Year's eve with Haikyuu!

Apparently it's been 2 years since this blog and now that I am back, here's a little something for anybody who's been waiting ❤️❤️

New Year’s eve with Suna Rinatrou would be the rock against your bedroom window in the dead of the night, with that silly little grin on his face, hand outstretched with your helmet as he fakes shivering on his bike, streetlights passing by so quickly like white lines against the black sky, stealing food from your takeout box even though he’s got his, the sound of the ocean as you sit back to his chest wrapped up in his jacket, his calloused hand loosely intwined with yours as you watch the fireworks across the night sky. It was feeling his mouth shape around the words Happy new year, and it was searching your face with an unmasked hope that makes you ache because Happy new year meant a promise and an oath, all in one and as you lean back into him hiding your face in his neck, heart jumping to your throat because how could you hide the want and devotion and love in your bones and you mouth the words back to him, happy new year. It was just a moment of peace followed by your angry growls crashing amidst the sound of the sea because RINTAROU!! Delete that fucking picture or you’re dead!

New Year’s eve with Atsumu was the parties with the rest of the Japanese national team, the five star hotels and the dressed to the nines. It was dancing your hearts out, Hinata and Bokuto singing so off key, it was a miracle you guys weren’t kicked out yet. It was his hands wandering your body as you move to the music like you’re made of it, flushing pink, color blooming up your neck and across your cheeks, leaning down to kiss the crown of your head as you casually chat with Iwaizumi. It was the happy humming sound he makes whenever you feed him one of the appetizers that you liked, sneaking away minutes before the countdown because he wanted it to be just the two of you, drunk on champagne bubbles and the feel of your hands intertwined, his smile so beautiful it would make all the dead lovers of the world jealous. It was him kissing you, unhurried and intoxicating, teeth tugging your bottom lip as he leaned more heavily against you, his hands around your waist and yours in his hair, Oikawa whistling and Iwaizumi shutting him up from somewhere because he be like that. It was just your ‘Tsumu looking at you with an earnest sincerity that only he is capable of, a gaze so soft that it made you ache with joy. It was the teasing and the laughter, the warmth of home in the air because you were with Miya Atsumu and he was out there, a little bit drunk as he talks to Bokuto about how you were the peanut butter to his jelly and you had never been happier.

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romiyaro · 2 years

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ꜱɪʟʟʏ ʜᴜꜱʙᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏꜱ (ᴍɪʏᴀ ᴀᴛꜱᴜᴍᴜ)

oikawa | iwaizumi | osamu | ᴘᴀʀᴛ ɪɪ | ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ ᴍʟɪꜱᴛ

Atsumu fucked up.

To get you to come talk to him after that huge argument you both had, Atsumu had, as usual, tightened up all the jars. But he might have tightened them a bit too much.

You stand across the counter, arms crossed, as you eye the lineup of all the jars your dear husband has to open. Meanwhile, Atsumu has been grappling with his favorite pickles jar for the last thirty minutes with no success. "Babe..." He trails off, teary-eyed as he reckons there will be no pickles for him in the near future. "You tightened them. What are you crying for." You know from experience not to let him off easily until he opens them up.

"I can't open them!" he whines, placing the jar gently on the counter before showing you his red palms. You shrug, leaning over and throwing a rug at him, "Use this to open. It will be easier."

He sniffles, regretting his choices. But at least he got you to talk to him, didn't he?

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emmyrosee · 1 year

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I want the miya divide to be Atsumu having the sweetest, cutest laugh, and Osamu’s laugh to be horrendous.

I want Atsumu to just giggle and snort when someone says a funny joke, only throwing his soul into his laughter when someone catches him off guard, or just completely amuses him. I want him to whine softly while he laughs, and I want it to make girls swoon and catch everyone off guard because how could something so cute come from someone so obnoxious?

And I want Osamu to be heard across buildings. I want him to wheeze like a kettle and snort and tear up when he laughs because his body just can’t handle the sheer force of his grin. I want him to smack his knees when he can’t find the air to laugh aloud, and for the love of god I want him to snort so loud. His laugh makes others laugh, it’s so horrible, and I want him to be so humiliated by it that it’s so adorable.

I want people to absolutely be blindsided by the way they laugh, I want people to be floored, I want people to be concerned. I want customers at onigiri miya to laugh amongst themselves when osamu laughs, and I want- no, I need, MSBY to tease them both about how tf their laughters got so switched, followed by an offended snap from Atsumu.

I just… laughs are my favorite man. Fuckin love laughter.

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a-kaash-me-outside · 1 year

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ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍꜱʙʏ ᴊᴀᴄᴋᴀʟꜱ ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴀᴛʜᴇʟᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀɪᴛʏ ꜱᴘᴏᴋᴇꜱᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴᴀɪʀᴇ ᴍɪʏᴀ ᴀᴛꜱᴜᴍᴜ

in which tori’s been to vegas and she’s staying in a casino

~ ᴀᴛsᴜᴍᴜ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ~ 551 ᴡᴏʀᴅs

18+, suggestive no smut, drinking, atsumu is rich af, reader is bold and cute, if this isn’t how craps works don’t tell me i do not care, gn reader no pronouns

don’t tempt me to write more of this piece bc i will not do it no matter how many people come into my inbox and bark at me abt this concept. 👀

♡ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢs ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴs ᴍᴇᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ♡

thinking about multimillionaire!miyaatsumu at a casino, wearing a 15,000 dollar suit, every perfect hair in place, casually flashing a watch that he knows no one knows truly how expensive it is, throwing down 10,000 dollars like they’re singles.

thinking about multimillionaire!miyaatsumu at a craps table on a hot streak

winning big

no signs of stopping

you’re standing next to him, winning big right alongside him.

everyone is telling him to stop, to stop pressing his luck but he keeps on rolling, laughing at the fact he could lose well over 100k if the dice roll a bit too far, but he’s feeling good, all the attention on him, someone pretty to his right, your hands gripped around the table edge, leaning forward with anticipation every time the dice bounce along the velvet. the money isn’t even a thought in his head.

you put your hand on his forearm and he doesn’t reprimand you for crumpling his jacket, just looks at you with a smirk, eyes flicking down to the tastefully revealing outfit you're wearing without any remorse or attempts to hide it.

you lean in to him, “hey, don’t fuck this up for me, okay?” you say, complimentary alcohol in your system not allowing you to realize the way your lips bump against his clean shaven cheek, “one more?”

he still doesn’t care about the money, even more so now, and he brings his lips to your ear, “a kiss for good luck?”

and you would’ve done it, are pulling away with the complete intention of grabbing him by the base of his neck and pressing your lips against him with a bit too much teeth and biting at his lower lip as if the kiss really depended on how lucky he was.

but as you’re creating distance, preparing yourself to kiss this stranger and feel his expensively soft hair in your fists, he brings up his hand, knuckles clasped around a pair of dice, and devilish smile on his face because he knows that now you just want to kiss him even more.

you bring your lips down to his hand, press your lips against his fingers and then his palm and then his wrist. you let that one linger.

“and when i win this, you let me take you to the high rollers lounge,” he says, a plainly stated question that isn’t a question.

you shake your head, “if you win this, i’ll let you take me back to your room.”

“there’s a lot riding on this roll, then, huh?” he says, and the way that this is a lot riding and not the six digit number is making your stomach flip. you nod.

he throws the dice down and you can feel it in your heart, slow motion hitting the table, each skid across the green fabric resonating in your chest, the table is silent, your eyes are locked on the tumbling dice, and then atsumu grabs you by the jaw, two finger spanning the side, thumb on your chin. he doesn’t need to look.

the crowd that’s been drawn to the table erupts in screams, ones of elation and surprise, and your heart is beating even faster as he slides his hand down your side, over the dip of your waist and the fat of your hip, and then he digs in.

he doesn’t break eye contact with you as he speaks to the dealer, “i’ll cash out now.”

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junosmindpalace · 1 year

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winter mornings - miya a.

“fucking hate winter…” the blond muttered through chattering teeth, switching his gaze between looking at the frozen sidewalk beneath his feet and toward the path ahead of him.

atsumu absolutely couldn’t stand winter, and it was largely due to the bitter freezing mornings that came with it. he wakes up early every morning to walk to school, and he definitely doesn’t need a bruise on his ass before the sun has even fully risen.

he also hates dressing in layers, the restricted movement it brings along with the uncomfortable itch of his hat makes him want to tear it all off. he settled with only wearing his scarf this morning, which he now deeply regrets because he truly believes his ears will snap off at any second.

on harsh winter mornings, atsumu is thankful he arrives to school earlier than most students, because he feels like a fool trying to balance himself on the frozen pavement, and he doesn’t know if his ego could take anyone watching him almost fail multiple times.

he was slowly able to make out a figure through frozen eyelashes in the distance, and his eyes lit up upon realizing the figure was yours. as he neared closer and closer, hunched over because he’s really struggling, you take notice of your boyfriend and turn toward him.

“morning tsumu,” you greeted him with a small smile, shoulders up to your ears and your scarf wrapped triple around your neck. you looked so cozy and unbothered, and atsumu wishes he could simply spend all his harsh winter mornings against your chest in your big puffy coat.

“yeah, definitely not a good one,” he chattered out, and you laughed, both of you puffing out misty clouds of air as atsumu curled impossibly closer into himself.

“you didn’t bring a hat?”

“can’t stand the itch.”

“you know, i read somewhere that your head needs to be warm in order for the rest of your body to be as well.”

atsumu narrowed his eyes at you, and you laughed yet again at his annoyance. he was grateful that mornings like these weren’t all that common, even in winter, but when they were, they were his equivalent of torture, at least until he saw you.

honestly, the more fitting term to describe the way he felt about these winter mornings was torn, because despite his potential to bruise before practice even began going up exponentially, you always seem completely composed, back straight and in a cheery mood despite the weather not reflecting it at all.

and obviously atsumu finds this completely unfair, not only because you somehow manage to get through and even mildly enjoy these hellish mornings, but because you look ethereal doing so, with your cheeks flushed and your nose slightly rosy, and you look so cute in all your layers. And- what the hell?- the rising sun even works in your favor somehow, because while the sun only ever blinds atsumu and makes it harder for him to avoid slipping, the sun illuminates the flakes in your hair and on your clothes and gives you skin a soft glow. the gorgeous colors of your eyes shine brighter than ever, and atusmu thinks you look breathtaking under the morning rays of the sun.

the ice beneath him isn’t the only thing making him weak in the knees. he tells you this, and you roll your eyes, but he can see you resisting a toothy smile, whether it be from how corny he is or if you were genuinely flustered by his comment.

“c’mon, let’s not wait around then.”

“let me hold onto you.”

yup, torn is definitely the word atsumu would use to describe winter mornings, because he can’t deny that he does get something good out of them. he gets to cozy up to you and admire the pink on your face and the snow in your hair. he gets to steal your winter accessories and breathe in the lingering scent of your hair products.

and you know that as soon as the two of you step foot in the gym and take off your coats and scarves, atsumu is going to wrap his arms around your neck and cling onto your back until he deems he’s warm enough, swaying the two of you back and forth. you’ll scold him for not dressing warmly enough, and he’ll plead with you over borrowing your hat or your scarf as he leaves warm kisses on the back of your neck, not even to keep himself from freezing, but so he has a piece of you with him throughout the day. he liked it when others could tell he was wearing something of yours too. it was a statement, it showed people he was yours in a subtle way that made his heart flutter.

that’s how harsh winter mornings with atsumu went, and you wouldn’t trade them for anything.

“don’t get anywhere near me miya atsumu i swear to god. if you go down i’m going down with you.”

“you’re cute.”

“i didn’t mean it in a romantic way!”

little (barely edited) atsumu scenario. merry christmas and happy holidays to all that celebrate!! stay safe and warm!!

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princess-of-inarizaki · 1 year

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That dress looks stunning on you, but I bet it'd look better on our bedroom floor ;)

🦋Miya Atsumu x fem! reader,, trigger warning: suggestive themes/concepts, mentions of sex, implied 18+ (but nothing explicit). [note: characters ARE aged up to their timsekip! selves, and so is the reader—"kid" is merely a term of endearment.]

The MSBY party would be held tonight, and here you were; freaking out over a earring. Atsumu smiled as he waited outside to catch a glimpse of you. “Babe hurry up, yer' making me impatient” but you couldn't respond. Somehow, meeting his teammates, doubled over with the dress (which looked good at the time, but now seemed liked a horrible idea); made your stomach flop.

“Babe? Are ya okay in ther'?” asked Atsumu again, softly. “can you come out?”

Sighing in relief at the small earring hidden underneath your makeup pouch, you fastened it and took a few deep breaths before emerging.

Atsumu thought he had seen an angel, when he saw you walk out from behind the door. With your hair cascading down your bare shoulders, his eyes trailed down to the dress. Oh wow, that dress. It almost knocked the air out of him as he had never seen you in something so beautiful.

As much as the man wanted to gush on about how beautiful you looked, and how lucky he felt; after looking at your worried expression, he knew that'd have to wait.

“Hey kid, c'mere.” Atsumu gently pulled you to his chest, the buttons on his tuxedo grazing against your cheek as he ran his fingers down your hair. “Ya' look beautiful. I know yer' might be worrying about this dress, or meeting my teammates, but I promise everythin'll be fine.”

And somehow, he knew just how to cheer you up. He never minded you being insecure every once in the while, and his arms?? have you ever been held by Miya Atsumu and his impeccably strong arms? because when you spent the next few minutes just you cuddling into him in his tuxedo, as the skirt of your dress cascaded off the bed, all your worries melted away.

Before leaving, he blushed as you nuzzled your face into his neck one last time, and wondered how he had ever gotten so lucky.

“Oh wow, Y/n-san, I'm so glad to finally meet you!” said a owlish looking man. You recognized him, and gave him a small hug. “It's nice to meet you too, Bokuto-san”

Next, a short tangerine haired boy appeared next to you, and smiled sheepishly. He seemed to be jittering nervously as he waited his turn to introduce himself. “Hi y/n-san!! I'm Hinata!! Did you know Tsum Tsum' talks about you a lot?”

You smiled and nodded. “I talk about him a lot too, he makes me very happy.” upon hearing that, Hinata beamed and walked off to talk to Bokuto. Stifling a giggle, you thought of something funny.

Atsumu sauntered up to you, a blush evident on his cheek after hearing what you said to Hinata. “Don't mind them, if Bokkun looks like he's just ingested tonsa' caffeine, Hinata looks like he has coffee pumping through his veins. They're sunshines, though I'll never tell them that! annoying pigs” he said with a small smile. But the adoration he had for his teammates was plain to see.

“Omi-omi kun” Atsumu looked like he had seen a ghost as a tall and handsome man with curly hair peered at you from behind his mask. He nodded at Atsumu before leaving, which left him in a fit of laughter. “Omi's so terrifying, but I'm sure he has a good heart.”

The amount Atsumu respected that man was truly no joke. You smiled at the thought.

As the night progressed, your insecurities about the dress melted away whilst Tsumu' twirled you in his arms, and showed you off to his teammates. After meeting everyone, deep in your heart you knew you liked the "MSBY 4" (as they liked to call themselves) best.

Being quiet, you watched as your boyfriend lit up like a firework amongst his friends. But much like fireworks, they do slowly fall to the earth like sparkling dust when their time is up…

Which was… now?

“Y/n, baby? can we go home?” A tired looking Atsumu saddled up to you with half lidded eyes and a soft smile.

“I thought you’d never ask”

-

“That dress looks stunning on ya” he whispered as soon as you walked into the bedroom “but I’d bet it’d look better on our bedroom floor”

Feeling your cheeks grow hot, atsumu nuzzled his face into your neck, placing soft kisses there and deliciously revelling in how warm you felt under his touch.

“Strip, baby. We didn’t come home early for nothing, ya know?”

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BYEEE haha i’m nineteen this year and more than legal enough to write the most deliciously explicit shit. But you know… when i find the time :’)

Ya girl is doing the toughest course on the planet. Hello A-level girlies. no no. Hello STEM a-level girlies. But you know we’ll get through this :)

Anyways enjoy this draft that i finished after like 3 years. I forgot what hashtags to put so uh yeah please repost i will love you forever and come out from under your beds to kiss you. on the lips. yes.

lots of love, Ari!! <3

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let-me-simp-in-peace · 2 years

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Atsumu Headcanons (SFW and NSFW):

SFW:

Atsumu is actually really inexperienced when it comes to relationships.

You were his first lover, his first kiss, his first everything, and he wouldn’t change that for the world.

He’s addicted to kissing you.

He always considered himself to be a bold person that would know how to kiss when the time came, but that’s not what happened.

Atsumu completely froze when you kissed him. Even when he started reciprocating, he only gave you tiny kisses because he was terrified of making you uncomfortable or freaking you out.

The poor boy nearly died of embarrassment the first time you french kissed because he whined into your mouth. However, it only made you kiss him harder because you wanted to hear it again.

He loves sitting in your lap or with you in his lap while you kiss.

He loves being called ‘pumpkin’.

He doesn’t get super jealous very often, but when he does, oh boy, you better be ready for him to cling to you twice as much. He won’t leave your side and will always be touching you in some way (hand holding, hugs, an arm around you, etc.) Sometimes, you’ll even catch him glaring at anyone who looks at you inappropriately.

He only relaxes once you remind him that you’re his and only his. He smiles every time and responds with, “And I’m yours.”

The two of you sleep face to face with your fingers interlocked between you. Atsumu loves waking up with your legs tangled with his and your arm slung over his waist.

If you wake up first, he’ll find you in one of three places:

In the shower and he doesn’t hesitate to join you.

Making breakfast, in which he’ll wrap his arms around your waist and rest his chin on your shoulder.

Combing your fingers through his hair and pressing little kisses to his face.

You two are regulars at the arcade, the bowling alley, and the amusement park.

Sometimes, the two of you go on boat rides together. On those days, you stay out for hours at a time just talking an laughing until the sun dips low in the sky, and you have to head home.

You’re the only one that Atsumu talks about his feelings with. He cried when he told you that he used to be bullied and how much it hurt always being compared to Osamu. You held him and cried when he told you he would always be the ‘lesser twin’.

It took a lot of work on both your parts, but eventually, you were able to help him out of that mindset.

Truth be told, he’s the happiest he’s ever been with you in his life.

NSFW:

Considering that you had been all of his other firsts, he supposed it only made sense that you would be his first time too.

He was a nervous mess when he brought it up to you, telling you that he wanted you to be the one he lost his virginity to.

You squished his cheeks and called him adorable before kissing him.

He shivered every time your fingers brushed his skin while you undressed him.

His hands shook slightly when he did the same to you.

Atsumu is really vocal. He sighed and moaned while you kissed and nipped at his skin.

He loves the hickeys you give him even though he gets embarrassed when he sees them.

He’s a switch. He bottoms mostly, but he tops occasionally. Whenever he picks you up and carries you to bed, you know he’s feeling more dominant today.

He has very sensitive thighs and loves when you squeeze, kiss, and even bite them.

You love hearing him moan when you praise him or call him beautiful.

He’s into mild bondage such as having his hands tied up.

He has a love/hate relationship with being edged. You love hearing him beg.

“Y-Y/n please? I c-can’t take it!”

After sex, the two of you can typically be found taking a bath together. You wash each other’s hair and bodies while you share lazy kisses.

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kaaytea · 2 years

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And hello there! I wanted to ask (request?) Some hc for Atsumu about how he would react, act and be around his brest friend after realising that she is pretty hot and various guys at school are crushing over her?

Giving Atsumu the Best Friends to Lovers Trope he Deserves

Warnings: female pronouns, Atsumu grabs reader kinda aggressively, slight make out

A/n: Hello!! I'm so sorry this took forever to get out, but I hope it was what you were looking for, so enjoy <3

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Atsumu had been best friends with you since elementary school

Hell, besides Osamu, you were one of his only true friends for years

And that's all he really thought of you as

But BOY was his world turned upsidedown in high school

You had charmed the hearts of many Inarizaki students and Atsumu was a little bit bothered by it

He was kinda jealous that some rando students would swoop in and steal your attention away from him

Like you couldn't go anywhere on campus that didn't result in a student ogling at you

What topped it all though was when this (honestly creepy) basketball player got a bit handsy with you which resulted in the guy getting a black eye and Atsumu getting in major trouble

Listen, he may have decked a guy in the face (which resulted in him being benched during games AND having detention for a week) but it was totally worth it to him

you gave him a hug as a thank you for knocking some sense into the weirdo and that hug turned his world inside out

Suddenly "she's just a friend" turned into "she's just a friend that I think I have a crush on."

Once aware of his feelings, Atsumu acts a bit off around you

He's far less touchy than he usually is—he used to rest his chin on your shoulder/head, drape an arm around you, poke at your face, even take naps on your lap, and now he refrains from all of those quirks

He's distant, but also weirdly clingy?

He's afraid his feelings are going to ruin your friendship, so there's a disconnect, but then he hates when people are hitting on you or talking to you

He's a very jealous little guy :(

He reaches his boiling point when you come to watch Inarizaki at the interhigh tournament

The team just won the semifinals match and he was running to the lobby of the gym to meet up with you

Mu was on such a high because they just won and everytime he looked up to the stands in game he would meet eyes with you and he just !!!

All he wanted was to find you and scoop you up into a hug

Which never happened because when he did find you, you weren't alone

You were talking with another volleyball player

A volleyball player from Itachiyama . . . The team they play in the finals

You were sitting very close to him on that bench, laughing about something he had said

Atsumu couldn't take it

he walked right over, ignored whatever greeting the player had sent his way, grabbed your elbow and started pulling you away

"Atsu-Atsumu!" You cried, "What is wrong with you?!"

You yanked your arm out of his hold just as he brought you into a quiet hallway and stared angrily at him

Atsumu was starting to realize how upset you were, but the residual irritation of seeing you with the Itachiyama player sat like bile in his throat

"I didn't like how close he was to you."

"You don't get to choose who I'm allowed to talk with," you huffed

"What if he tried to pull something? What would you have done?!" Atsumu shot back, "I'm protecting you!"

"Protecting me?!" You laughed, "Firstly, he wouldn't have "pulled" anything because he was waiting for his cousin, and secondly, we were in a room filled with bystanders, I would have been a able to handle myself just fine."

Atsumu just stood there. He was angry, but he didn't know at what anymore. The setter glared at the floor until he heard a soft sigh from you and felt your hand wrap around his

"You've been acting off the past few weeks." Your thumb brushed comfortingly over his knuckles, "You're ok, right? There's nothing going on that's . . . hurting you, is there?"

Atsumu felt like he was on fire, all he could focus on was the feeling of your hand in his and the intense heat spreading across his face. When he looked at you all the air left his lungs and he struggled to breathe properly.

It felt like he was going to explode or pass out if he didn't do something

"If there's something I can do to help, just let me—mphf!"

You never finished your sentence because your best friend pressed you against the wall and kissed you

You tried to pull away at first from shock, but in seconds the feeling of his lips on yours made you melt into his touch and return the affections

The kiss was hot and needy as Atsumu poured all of his irritation into it, his hands roamed hesitantly up and down your hips and waist

When the two of you finally pulled apart for air, Atsumu just stared into your eyes with labored breathing

"I like you."

Your bright laugh cut through the tension and you pressed your face into the setter's neck, planting kisses across the skin. "Wow, I would have never guessed."

"Don't be sarcastic right now," he whined, pulling you into his chest. "This means you like me too, right?"

You rolled your eyes before reaching up and cupping his cheeks with your hands

"Yes, Miya."

A giddy grin spread across his face. Atsumu felt relief flood his body and at your confirmation, he pulled you into another kiss

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salsakiyoomi · 10 months

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hii hon! i sound like your husband 😭 anyways this is for ur event. generally im calm, quiet (pls believe me) im like 51% introverted lol. i cry at movies/books really easily. im an intp-a (a for assertive!) im a cancer (july babie) i'd like a guy who's charming, funny, affectionate. physically, tall + lean. i dont really like muscular bods tbh. i make a special exception for meian shugo lol. my fav trope is contract marriage and szn is winter. i read, write, listen to music. haikyuu or jjk!! xx

HONEYMOON MATCHUP WITH : ATSUMU MIYA

— honeymoon :

– atsumu is loud, he never knows when to shut up and never will, but he's loud with his words — everything is on the tip of his tongue — you're going out for dinner tonight and put on a cute outfit? 'babe, you look so awesome today!' you cooked him his favourite dinner meal after practice? 'i love you so much, this is better than osamu's cooking'. you just put on that new necklace he bought for you? 'i like it when you look all pretty while wearing my money' he'd murmur in your ear, his hands on your waist as he places a soft kiss to your lips.

– atsumu is hopeless, hopeless for you that is, he let's you boss him around, he likes it when you do for that matter, he'll listen to everything you say, likes the way your lips move, he could almost never look you in the eye because of that — and he'd do almost anything for you — you said you wanted to go to the coast of italy for the weekend? the tickets are already booked even though you meant the statement as a joke. oh, you're crying because your favourite show just ended? he's out to get you icecream to cheer you up even though it's three am and the only thing that's opened is mcdonalds, he'll probably get you a happy meal as well.

– atsumu is clingy, he always has an arm around you or a hand on your back, he always kisses you hello and goodbye, and it gets even worse when its wintertime and its below zero — he clings on to you like his life depends on it, his face buried in the crook of your neck and his arms around your waist, and he murmurs about 'five more minutes' in the morning as you complain that the both of you need to get up, but it's so cold, and you two's body heat is so warming, it makes him lazy, he just wants to stay in bed with you and plant butterfly kisses on your jaw and not have to worry about missing practice.

what's on the radio : radio, lana del rey

a/n : you are my husband, honey pie 💗 /j — i find it hard to believe you're quiet miss 🤨 either way, i love your personality and your vibes, and ily <3, tysm for the request val the pal ily again

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ichigoromi · 2 years

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𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 | 𝐌𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐀𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐮 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 | 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧

Atsumu is a hopeless romantic. I stand by that. No one can change my mind.

I'm a hopeless romantic too.

Pairing: Miya Atsumu (timeskip) x fem reader! (she/her)

Genre (s): Romance, Fluff

Warning (s): Maybe just a little surprise in the end? There may be some misunderstanding and t/w: ed/ not actual but just hints of it.

Enjoy!

Everyone has been asking about you two.

Exactly, when is the wedding going to be? You and Atsumu have been together for five years already.

And there’s not even a single picture of you or him at any ring shop.

Honestly, it was worrying both your parents and his.

But fret not; you two have been talking about the future, and they do not have to worry.

Atsumu has been planning something for months. The perfect proposal, or so he says.

He knows you love Okinawa, and recently, you have been pretty busy with work and stressed.

So this was the perfect opportunity for him.

With the persuasion of your best friends and the constant whining of your boyfriend, you decided to take a break from work and go on a vacation with him.

So, a week later, you two arrived in Okinawa.

Atsumu prepared an itinerary that consists of your favourite places and lots of restaurants. It was well-planned, and you could tell that he put in a lot of effort to plan this trip, including the accommodation.

He got the best suite in the hotel and one with the best view and amenities.

But why did he plan this trip?

“Babe, wear this.” In his hands held a kimono.

“Tsumu, I don’t know how to…My mother always helps me with it.” Every time you need to wear a kimono, your mother is there to help you.

Now, it’s only your boyfriend.

“I know how to do it. I’ll help ya.” And so he did. Atsumu is exceptionally good at it.

Did he do this for his ex-girlfriends too?

“Who taught you? Your ex-girlfriends?” That came out harsher than you expected.

It seems like someone is a little jealous.

“I learned it from yer mother. Don’t worry, yer the only one I’ve helped.” He leans down to kiss the back of your neck.

You pout your lips and push him away, but Atsumu easily cages you in between his arms.

“We’ve been together for five years; my exes mean nothing. You’re the only one for me. Now, stop pouting. I’ll change now.” He plants another kiss on your lips.

“Fine. I’ll wait for you outside. I need to do my makeup.” You pat his bum and heads out of the bathroom for him.

While waiting for him outside the bathroom, you felt your stomach lurching and the bile rising in your throat.

“Tsumu! I need the toilet!” You hurriedly pound on the door.

Atsumu got the door, and you rushed in, bending over the toilet bowl, purging your guts out.

“Woah, what happened? Are ya okay?” He helped you up, and you flushed the toilet.

Was it the sashimi that you two had for lunch? But he is fine…

“Don’t worry; it’s probably the sashimi. Maybe my immune system has weakened. Ugh, my lipstick is ruined. I need to brush my teeth. Can you get me some warm water?”

Wait a minute; this is not the first time you have been puking your guts out.

And you were eating more than usual. Plus, he did notice you taking more naps than usual.

What the hell is going on?

“Alright, I’m ready! Let’s go for dinner! I’m starving.”

Atsumu took hold of your hands.

“Babe…are you hiding something from me? I love you for who you are, and you don’t have to change anything.”

Now, what is he on to?

“Huh? Tsumu, what are ya talkin’ ‘bout? I love myself a lot too. Now, can we go for dinner? I’m starving.”

Maybe it’s a complex subject to talk openly about, but he will get to it again.

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It was the homey restaurant located on the outskirts of the main city, near the beach. The first place that you and Atsumu met. You knew it as he made the familiar turns to the restaurant.

Your stomach growls as you enter the cosy premises.

“Oh my! Honey, it’s our favourite couple! And matching Kimonos!” The lady boss exclaims and envelops you both in a hug.

She brings you guys to the best table, which has the best view facing the beach, and the windows are open to let the evening sea breeze in.

Everything was going well, and you ate a lot and even ordered extras.

While waiting for the dessert, Atsumu requested the owners to make it slower, so he had more time to make his proposal.

He cleared his throat, and you turned to look at him.

“Babe, we’ve been together for five years, and I love ya so much. Ya always know how to cheer me up and humble me when ya need to. Your smiles are the best, and movin’ in with ya was the best decision I made three years ago.”

He got out of his seat and bent down on one knee.

Eh? What’s going on?

OH.

“I’m glad that I met ya in this restaurant. Those six months of chasing ya were the best and hopefully a story to tell our kids in the future. I love you, and will you-”

Suddenly, you cover your mouth with your hand and rush to the toilet.

He got up and rushed after you but was stopped by the lady boss.

“You should’ve told us that your girlfriend is pregnant!”

Pregnant?

“Huh? Isn’t she-” It all makes sense now.

Nausea, increase in appetite and fatigue. It all adds up.

When you finally came out of the restroom, Atsumu immediately ran to you and tightly wrapped his arms around you.

“T-too tight! Let me go! I say yes!”

Yes?

“Oh yeah! I was proposing to you, hehe….” He fumbles a little and finally gets the ring box out. He slips the ring onto your finger, and you marvelled at it.

Then you remembered dessert.

“Thank you so much for planning this whole trip and this proposal, but can we go back to the table? I want to have the dessert.”

“Okay, but can we stop by the pharmacy? I think we need to buy a few pregnancy tests….” He whispered the last part in your ear.

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[Later in the hotel…]

Positive.

Pregnant.

Two red lines.

Positive.

Positive with a baby growing inside of you.

“Now, shall we go look for our houses after returning?” Atsumu kisses your cheeks as he peers over your shoulders.

“No. We should announce our engagement and our pregnancy first. Then, we can go look for houses.” You turn around and pull him into a kiss.

Hehehe, this is kind of the old format that I used to write in but I like this better because I realised how small the text was when it was minimised on the phone screen. It could be my own eyesight and also the editor. Recently, I am unable to select the whole text and make it small or when I am able to make it small, I am unable to continue to type in small.

It's a little annoying but I'll try my best to work with it.

With love,

Rosalie🍓

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tsumlove · 2 years

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you’ve always been attracted to atsumu. the way he radiated confidence, the way he would bicker with his friends from time to time. (all the time actually) but nonetheless he was him. a boy who you were foolishly in love with. Sure he might not love you now but who’s to say that he won’t love you in the future. as long as you won him over maybe you two could possibly become a couple.

your friends have long known about your massive crush on atsumu and have teased you about it ever since. one of your friends had a connection to atsumus twin brother, osamu, and they had decided to set you two up. when you heard the news you were absolutely ecstatic. for the days leading up to the date it was all you could think about. you had planned everything out from your outfit to conversations you two might have and maybe even plan a second date while your at it.

when the day had finally come you had arrived to the park 30 minutes earlier making sure your outfit and hair were alright and texting your friends with keyboard spams. but even as 30 minutes passed and the time of the date had arrived he was nowhere to be seen. ‘maybe he’s running a bit late’ you had thought to yourself. 10 minutes passed and still no sign of him, your expression was faltering little by little as more time kept on passing. another 2 hours pass and it’s nearing night now. you get ready to go home sighing to yourself assuring that atsumu probably had something come up when your phone pings, you quickly look at it hoping it was atsumu and indeed it was. it was him texting you a quick sorry about missing the date and that was all. there was no reschedule at all. you shook your head and decided to text him back. ‘no worries! i get it, when should we reschedule?’ you send it and walk home sorrowfully but still a little hopeful.

the next day all your hopes that you still had from yesterday had absolutely shattered when he had texted you ‘thanks for understanding but I don’t think we’re the right fit for each other… sorry again.’ you take a moment to process what you just read tears threatening to spill out of your eyes as you decide to skip class and hide in the bathroom. you think about why he doesn’t think you two would match each other as he hasn’t even gone on the date yet let alone even have a proper conversation.

you shake off your thoughts for a bit and decide to head home and call in sick for the day. barely halfway out the door you see him. miya atsumu. just before you rushed back into the bathroom you could hear him whisper ‘I think I could love you forever’ with a smile on his face, the biggest smile you’ve ever seen from him to be honest. all while holding hands with a girl. to be exact one of those friends he always bickered with, the one everyone thought he was dating, the one who he was ‘just friends’ with. that’s when it hit you, you and atsumu were never meant to be. they were always destined to be together and you were just the catalyst that would push them together even if it meant sacrificing your own feelings.

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chaoticallyfragmentary · 1 year

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Miya Atsumu x Childhood friend! reader

Hello, this fic might be slightly inconsistent as I’m just getting back to writing. It includes mutual pining and honestly, both reader and Tsumu being stupid for each other. Contains descriptions of kissing and mentions of sex and masturbation, nothing too explicit. Do not read if it makes you uncomfortable.

MSBY jackals just won their match against Adlers, a second of blessed silence as the ball thuds against the floor and then the entire stadium erupts, howls and cheers and breathless laughter, but the MSBY setter’s eyes look around for you, the soft smile that overtakes him when he sees you, wearing his jersey so in contrast with the cocky smile he gives the rest of the world.

Everybody’s here, you think: Hinata’s friends, the Inarizaki gang and even Sakusa, nursing his drink in a corner. ‘Tsumu, ‘Samu, Bokuto and even Akaashi are on the packed dance floor. Atsumu who beckons you to the dance floor, one finger curling invitingly and with a painful, lusting jolt you follow, helplessly fond and terrified.

It’s so effortlessly easy to get caught up in Atsumu, to lose yourself to him, to fall prey to him. Atsumu who moves to the music like he’s made of it, Atsumu who moves like he’s bewitching anyone who dares to look, fingers curling through the air. His eyes are open, heart-trippingly dark, looking at you like he wants to, just wants and wants and you feel like your poor poor heart is going to beat right out of your fucking chest.

His hands slowly slide over your hips, your mind an exercise in restraint but you look up at him and smile. He smiles back, tugging you impossibly closer, dancing to dancing together, your hands in his hair, bodies rolling to the music as one, bright eyed and pink cheeked yearning, a wild thing snarling and snapping its jaws in your chest.

You are so mesmerized by his his tiny little smile, the softest, sweetest thing reserved for you, your brain catching like a skipping record every single time he uses his fingers, long, deft fingers holding your waist, cradling your cheek, holding your hand. Gods above, you never really stood a chance. He is pure fucking poetry brought to life and you, a mere mortal.

Nope, no fucking chance, Nada.

“Let’s go home, yeah?”

He breaks out into that lovely smile, and oh, for fucks sake, he is a beautiful, beautiful boy, breath audibly hitching, so much restraint packed into his frame that it is a bit painful to look at.

Bokuto wolf whistles, “Finally, hey hey hey!” as Akaashi covers his mouth, whispering something in his ears that makes the player turn a vibrant shade of red as he drags him away, apologizing as he goes.

Atsumu starts wiggling his eyebrows, fluttering his eyelashes and dropping his voice to a sinful whisper, “Will you ravish me tonight baby?” he mock pouts, as he ushers you out of the pub, amidst the raucous laughter of your friends.

But for all his playfulness, he looks genuinely pleased and just a tad bashful and okay, okay fuck.

Atsumu who, for all his faults loves you with a desperation bordering on devotion, wanting to break his chest open and keep you safe in the space left behind, his bleeding heart cradled in your hands, a violent feeling sure but he has loved you since Inarizaki and then you are here, moonlight on your skin, giggling breathlessly as he starts walking you back home, and yeah as he looks at you he feels the harsh swoop in his stomach and oh.

“I really really like you,” he blurts out, words just sort of tumbling from his lips because he feels so full, body prickling and warm, i want to kiss you playing in repeat.

Oh, you turn back to look at him, snowflakes on that stupid blond hair of his, heart thumping heavily in your chest because you, you have been wanting to date him, kiss him, take him home and call him yours since high school. You are stupid for him, have been stupid for him, common sense fleeing whenever he is around until all that is left is a very sad, very true desire to have him in whatever way you can.

He looks at you, has been looking at you and the rush of power it gives you is intoxicating, this man who, for all intents and purposes can have anyone, anyone falling at his feet is looking at you like you have the power to break his heart into a million pieces and oh, “Yer so stupid ‘Tsumu, I’ve really really really liked you since high school” you whisper, a sudden rush of pure elation making you giddy. Atsumu, is there, right there standing before you and you want to pluck at his restraint and snap it with your teeth, see what he looks like when he fucking loses it and stops holding himself back and so you do, helplessly swaying forward when he declares, quite bluntly, “I’m going to kiss ya now.”

Utterly breathless, he meets you halfway and kisses you, his restraint shrivels into ash, your head spinning with the thought of yes, more, more as he clutches at your hair and pulls, kissing you from a higher angle, deeper. So needy you think as the kiss turns messy and desperate, a low whine escaping him whenever you dare come up for air. “Okay, okay—” you giggle, utterly dazed as he starts nipping at your neck, “take me home, ‘tsum, take me home and you can fuck me wherever you like, just please-“ your moans turn to breathless whimpers as he lifts you up, legs wrapped snugly around his waist as he starts power walking back to the hotel as you feel completely lost in the sensation of him all around you as you start carding your fingers through his hair, tugging roughly as a shudder ripples through him.

He starts jogging back to his room, your choked out laughter following you all the way back as you hold on tighter. He doesn’t slow down, the world washing away from you, the team’s laughter as Atsumu stumbles back to the hotel, Suna’s incredulous stare as he snaps a pic, nothing. Your whole body feels electrified, the thought of ‘Tsumu touching you scorching, a tiny noise escaping you as he descends on you like a man starved, worshipping you, begging you to show him what you like, how you like it. The low, almost inaudible hiss sounding like benediction when you finally touch him, his moans nearly short circuiting your brain.

As you are drifting away to sleep in his arms, fully satiated, he holds you a little tighter and whispers, “I love you,” the vibration of his throat against your skin and you release a contented sigh, “me too baby, love you.”

“Say it again, angel please,” he looks at you and oh, if you could just take this moment and bottle it up, the smile that tugs across his lips, the way he rubs soothing circles into your skin, a sheen of moisture in his eyes, you are so far gone, it’s not even funny

“I love you, Miya Atsumu,” you say it, just like that, the sky is blue, the earth is round and you love Miya Atsumu, just like that.

(you will say it over and over, until he knows you are his, in both this life and the next and he, yours.)

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st4rlightsz · 1 year

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Hi hi this is a message for the starlight letterbox ^^

Written in a post it and left under a cup of coffee

To: Miya Atsumu (Haikyuu)

Good morning my love, I'm sorry that you had to wake up alone but I had to go to attend some early meetings.

I made coffee for you and there's cake in the fridge so you have something for breakfast (don't skip it)

I'll come back home with take out for the evening. Until then, behave and don't pester the cat, he's actually fond of you

Until them 'Tsum, I love you

*picture from pinterest!*

omg you made my favorite coffee!! ehem anyway... I understand why you're gone, but my disappointment when I turned around to hug you hurt a little. But since you left me a cake, I forgive you. Well, maybe a few kisses will come in handy. I can't wait for you to come home. And... I AM ALWAYS BEHAVING WELL. Don't worry about me and cat. I love you too, my baby. Be safe and come home quickly <3

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