just a little something bc i miss him :( writer atsumu is real to me!! hope u are well!! lmk what you would like to see next my asks/msgs are always open!! <33

atsumu listened to the soft crackle of the record player as it started spinning. he walks back to sit next to your sleeping figure on your shared bed. he had spent the last few hours writing and scrapping poems to give you. he wanted to express himself clearly but making sure to use the right words. listening to the albums you recommended writing beautiful sonnets and haikus about how he loves the soft smell of your perfume, your sweet smile when you laugh at one of his jokes and how beautiful you looked in the warm glow of the bar he first met you in. he smiles to himself thinking of the memory. atsumu knows deep in his heart that he has loved you since the moment he met you. he turns to look over at you laying next to him, you are truly heavenly in the soft glow of the string lights hanging above the bed. atsumu knows he could write millions of poems about how intimate it was just to be asleep in your arms. its one of those sappy things he never thought he would understand until he was with you. he scribbles out the last bit of his poem before leaning over to kiss your face and setting the notebook down. your music plays at a low volume in the background as atsumu sinks into the bed next to you, softly grasping your waist to slide you over towards him. he places small kisses on your cheek and neck. “i love you” he whispers into the skin of your neck as he slowly drifts off to sleep.

ever since we met

guys we are SO BACK i bring gifts <3 didnt realize how much i would miss writing on here. currently working on rewriting old work and new stuff so i can get back to posting on a weekly basis. hope you have been well and enjoy!!

cw. sakusa kiyoomi eats pussy, what more could you need

wc. 1800

you met sakusa kiyoomi two years ago when he took over his father’s business. every monday and saturday at 4 pm, he knocked on the back door of your flower shop. big boxes filled with one the best flowers for you. it was also two years ago when you first opened the door for him that you realized you loved him. he was so sweet and kind, always taking time to ask about you and following up on events in your life. you figured he did this with everyone on his route. little did you know that your sweet kiyoomi did not ask questions about any of his other deliveries.

he was determined to get to know you, however long it took him. he knew the movies you saw, the terrible dates you went on, your favorite flowers and your least favorite customers. no detail was too small for him, because he did care about it all. he liked your passion for your work and your love for the people around you. ever since he knocked on that door monday at 4 pm two years ago he has loved you. he knows it crazy, and he can't rationalize it for the life of him but he knows it's the truth. he knows you probably don't reciprocate but god he can't help it.

“hey kiyoomi what did you bring for me today?” you say with a smiled as you prop open the door for him. the way you say his name makes him weak in the knees, he loves how comfortable you are around him. “besides my beautiful face, everything you had on your list and an extra case of snapdragons because i know you always run out by thursday.” he smiles at you and sets down the boxes. “you really are the best thank you” you say as you walk back over to the counter to continue cleaning roses. “how are you today my favorite florist?” he asks as he sets down the last three boxes in their designated spot. “busy and understaffed” you sigh. “glad to know things always stay the same around here” he smiles and hands you a clipboard for a signature.

he likes the way you sign your name, he can't explain it but it suits you. “you know you are the last delivery of the day, so is there anything i can do to help out?” he takes the clipboard back from you as you hold back from speaking for a moment. “i have so much to do are you sure?” you ask hoping it's not just pity. “i'm here for whatever you need” he says as he takes his hoodie off and sets his things down. you never realized how many tattoos he has, or how big his biceps were. maybe him staying was good for morale. “would mind cleaning some mums for me?” he nods and steps to the counter to start.

its quiet for a little, the silence isn't awkward though. you look over at him, he's so efficient. his hands are so perfect, how is he so perfect? his voice snaps you out of your trance. “how was that date you had last week?” he asks, not looking up from the flowers in his hands. “lets just say i won’t be seeing him again” you exhale softly, mentally pleading that the very attractive man across from you will not ask you to embarrass yourself further. kiyoomi laughs softly before speaking again, “i can't believe we have never hung out outside of work” he says as he continues to clean flowers. his heart was racing at this point, you made him so nervous he was hoping you couldn’t tell.

“i know it's so crazy! we have to do something soon” you say with a smile. “well what are you doing this weekend? there’s a new bar i want to check out and i’d love to take you.” “if i didn't know any better i would think you were asking me out on a date kiyoomi” you smile before looking up at him and making eye contact with him. “and what if i am?” he says still smiling, your cheeks were so hot, was he messing with you? “well i'd think you were joking” you say trying to control the tone of your voice. he sets his flowers down as he makes his way to the other side of the table where you stand with shaky hands.

“oh im dead serious pretty girl” he runs his hand along your jaw tilting your chin towards his face. he's smiling at you like you hung and the moon and stars just for him. hes so close all you can smell is his cologne, god did he always smell this good? you aren’t sure who leans in first but your lips touch and suddenly everything feels so right. hes holding your face in his hand but slowly becoming so desperate as he kisses you. the cold metal of his lip piercings feels so good against your lips. you can't seem to get enough of him and you wrap your arms around his neck. he taps your thighs as you wrap your legs around him, he gently sets you on the counter. he breaks away from the kiss breathless and rests his head against your shoulder “you're so perfect” he all but whimpers against the skin of your neck.

“i've wanted to kiss you for so long” you say as he kisses your neck, and you run your hands through his soft hair. he moans softly at the contact and lifts his head up to kiss you again. standing in between your thighs he wraps his hands around your waist, smiling into the kiss. he can't believe this moment is real, he can't believe he finally worked up the courage to to act on his feelings. the all too familiar jingle of the front door opening snaps the both of you out of your bliss. “fuck” you say as you hop off the counter, “hi ill be right there." you look back to kiyoomi “will you please stay i promise i'll be so quick”. he smiles “dont worry im not going anywhere sweetheart.” you smile and kiss him on the cheek before running off to the front.

this might be the happiest he’s ever been. you’re so soft and sweet and oh my god he loves how gentle you are with him. he loves the effect he has on you, in fact he may just never move from this spot in the hope that you kiss him like that again. “thank you have a great day” you chirp as your voice breaks him out of his trance. you appear into the doorway to the back of the door with a smile. “hi” you say as you make your way back over to him, “hi sweet girl” he wraps his arms around you again. “i close in about 30 minutes, will you come home with me?” you ask shocked by your own boldness. the way you are looking at him he thinks he might die. “god i'll be wherever you want me.” the effect you had on him was unreal. “let me drop off my truck and i'll be back in fifteen”, “be quick” you say as you twirl his hair with your fingers. have you always been this hot?

kiyoomi was convinced was losing his mind. he has never moved faster in his life. he doesn't even remember driving his motorcycle back to your shop. all he knew is that he was walking back into your shop with more determination than he's ever felt before. “hi handsome” you say as he drapes his body against yours. “almost done?” he asks as he kisses your cheek. “i have about fifteen minutes before i can go but i'm all done.” you turn to kiss him as he plays with the waistband of your jeans. the kiss is messy and hot, he felt weak in the knees. “i can think of a few things to pass the time” he says as he breaks away from the kiss.

you smile looking up at him, his face was flushed and you could help but be proud of the effect you had on him. “please let me eat you out” your jaw drops at his words. “here?” you ask and he grins “here” he says as he drops to his knees in front of you. you could finish from just looking at this beautiful large man on his knees in front of you. “god please” he's quick to unzip your pants and slide them down your legs. he places small kisses along your thighs as he moves to put your legs on his shoulders. he kisses you through your underwear and you whimper softly. sliding your underwear to the side he starts softly using his tongue, and puts a finger inside you as he continues.

you grip his hair and squeeze your thighs against his head as he quickened his pace. “harder” he whimpers into you and you squeeze harder. god his tongue piercing is incredible. you are getting close to finishing, and he can tell. he moans into you like this is pleasuring him just as much as it is you. “more kiyo” you moan out. he moves faster as he inserts another finger. the nickname could have made him cum in his pants. you are quickly approaching your high as you stutter out an “im close” he's moving faster than before, focused on you and only you. he's eating you out like a man starved, the cold metal of his piercing mixed with the warmth of his fingers had you seeing stars.

you moan his name as you finish and he cleans you up with his tongue. your legs were shaking as he stands up and licks the rest of you off of his slender fingers. “you're so incredible” you say as you wrap your arms around him and kiss him, the taste of you still on his tongue. “i've been dying to do that for two years” he says as he pulls away from you. “i love you kiyoomi” you say looking him in the eyes, "i've been dying to tell you that for two years" mustering the courage to confess everything to him. “god i love you” he says cupping your face in his hands as he kisses you again. “i love you i love you i love you” he says softly in between kisses. "ill spend forever making you feel it."

hi!! def didnt forget about this account 😝😝 anyways im back to actually writing and ill post something later today!! i missed u guys <33

i really miss writing im sorry for being gone so long 😭 trying to work on new stuff and rewriting old work!!

reading ao3 on my ipad rn😭😭 working on new stuff for you guys ily <33

one day i will work on those daddy issues, however today is NOT that day so enjoy <3333 requests and messages always open!! i have so many ideas and no time to write rn so sorry that this is short :((

“youre such a sweetheart kiyo" you mumble into his mouth, hes so hard he thinks he might lose his vision. he would do whatever you asked of him, anything for his pretty girl.

hes getting lightheaded but he cant stop kissing you. he feels your hands tug on his hair softly and he moans quietly into your mouth. you smile against his lips as he leans even closer to you. all he can smell is your perfume, he wants to be closer to you. he needs to be closer to you.

he pulls away from your lips to kiss the old hickeys on your neck. softly pressing his lips into the skin, you whimper from the dull pain. “i love you” he mumbles into your skin. you smile softly before hes sucking another mark into your skin. “i- fuck i love you too baby” you feel him smile into your neck before he moves to meet your lips.

“need all of you pretty girl” he kisses you, hard. his hands move to your chest, slipping under your bra. “all yours kiyo please” you’re crumbling under his touch. “ill take care of you, i always do” his words make your cheeks burn, hes just so obsessed with you.

sorry besties my summer class is kicking my ass!! i promise ill have something up soon <3

like are you kidding im hysterical

working on something that ill have posted soon! currently only thinking about jjk s2💔

your cw for your sakusa fic is so true !! bcs what good is a man if he's no obsessed with you? 💍

tysm!! i literally never know what to put😭

this actually kinda made me ill writing this hes so cute (he acts like this in canon he told me). i was gonna post yesterday i swear but it was actually terrible so i had to write something new. hope you enjoy! requests always open as usual.

cw. nothing!! hes just obsessed with you bc i refuse to write about a man who isnt

wc. 465

kiyoomi has loved you since he was young. you have always been the sun, bright and warm with him. he basks in that warm forevermore. he doesn't consider himself a poet but he thinks he could spend forever writing about how infatuated he is with you.

your warm skin next to his in the summer. it's humid and busy at the beach but the only thing he can pay attention to is you. the way your bathing suit hugs your soft body, and how nice your hands feel as they spread the sunscreen on his back. the light on your skin makes you shimmer, and he kisses you softly. you smile on his lips. he likes the way you look at him when he's shirtless, kiyoomi can't help the way it boosts his pride when you won't keep your hands off him.

sakusa slips his coat over your shoulders during the cool night breeze in fall. you walk back to his car, your arms tangled around his. kiyoomi is certain you have no idea where you are going, but you were so excited to walk through the night lights at the park. he will get lost with you anywhere, and though he loathes the unknown, you have always been the one to ease him into new things.

walks through the flower garden with you, when they are at their fullest in spring. you were so eager to take him, and even though kiyoomi couldn't tell you the name of any flower but your favorite, he is happy. kiyoomi hovers close to you while you talk, your voice always his favorite sound. in his head, he's trying to figure out which ones would make a good bouquet for you. you lay in the grass together, pinkies linked letting the soft breeze float across your skin.

having you wrapped up in his arms next to the fire while he reads to you. the soft vibrations of his voice lull you to sleep during the cold winter nights. he could stay like this forever, eternally this close to you, forever at peace. his heart swells with joy at the smell of your perfume and how warm you feel on him. it makes the cold thaw off his bones. it's so intimate like this, one of those nights kiyoomi will miss when he sleeps.

he spends restless nights laying in the quiet of your room and he realizes you are the only person he will ever love like this. he clasps your hands together and softly squeezes yours. sakusa has been devoted to you since he was a boy and promises to be with you forever made on the playground. now he's grown, the years have not made his love waver. now kiyoomi loves you like the man you deserve.

something new for you this weekend!!

we are so fucking back!! (i am once again writing for kiyoomi)

writing for kiyoomi has made him one of my favorite characters 😭

I don’t think you all understand the absolute magnitude I want you and I to bother Sakusa kiyoomi.

When I say bother, I want to be an absolute nuisance. A force to be reckoned with. Because I know he would love it bc he told me himself okay 💅🏼

I want him to look up and ask whatever holy and unholy beings that are listening when you text him “please don’t be mad” at practice, why they gave him this life.

I want you to sneak into the bathroom when he’s on the toilet and paint his nails and toenails; what’s he gonna do, run?

I want you to send him the gooiest, sweetest, most ridiculous text messages that make him blush from sheer embarrassment in front of the boys; not because he’s mad, but because he likes them and he’s so mad that he does.

I want you to cling. To him. I want him to never have a moment that you’re not touching him, be it holding his hand in the store, or straight up koalaing around him at home.

If he’s away on a trip with the team, I want you to call him every night to have those cliche FaceTimes, where you’re just crying and he’s trying to be sweet but that hurts more, and it turns into you falling asleep on the phone while he does whatever; shower, eat, read, something normal and domestic.

I want him to never have a moment of peace; I want you to text him at random intervals of the day shit like “you’ve gotta promise not to be mad,” or “send ass pics?” and “im crawling in the gym walls right now” - which I absolutely KNOW he’d respond with “I can’t do this today,” “you give me grey hairs” and “go back home and sniff my pillow instead, that’s dangerous” respectfully.

I just. GOD I want to eat him alive. He’s so baby, he needs an annoying insignificant other okay, I don’t make the rules here

ive been writing on here for well over a year and i think its so crazy all ive learned about myself as a writer from this silly little website <3

guess who is actually back for realsies!! life has been so fucking crazy but i come bearing gifts! requests always open pls give me ideas. thank you for reading ilysm and i missed you! 🫶

cw - nsfw, grinding and a little sex but nothing too detailed. he just needs you so bad!!

470 words

atsumu miya is in love with you. 


hes in love with you when you sit on his lap after a long day of practice, running your hands through his hair while he listens to you talk about drama with people he could not care less about, he just loves the sound of your voice. 

hes in love with you when you are out for drinks with msby and their partners and he cant keep his eyes off of you. you just radiate joy and it never fails to make him feel your joy. he loves how well you get along with his teammates, it means a lot to him that you get along with some of the most important people in his life. 

hes in love with you when you get up with him for early practices. he loves kissing your nose each morning as you shake the sleep off, brushing your teeth together and wrapping himself around you while you make his breakfast. leaving little kisses on your neck when you laugh and swat him away, saying you dont wanna burn the eggs. he loves the sound of your laugh. 

hes in love with you when you wear that matching lace set, straps and fabric clinging to your soft skin, grinding softly on him. he thinks he could cum so hard he would go blind. how stunning you look on him, how good you smell, the taste of your chapstick is permanently seared into his brain.

hes in love with you when hes deep inside you, skin on skin he cant possibly feel closer to you but he needs more. how his name falls from your lips and your hands cling to him as he fucks you like there is no tomorrow. how he loves to take care of you afterward, always cleaning you up and holding you, feeling so secure in his arms.

hes in love with you when you mumble his name in your sleep, subconsciously reaching for his hand. it makes his heart feel warm, he always grabs your hand to clasp, though he would never tell you that. he loves having some sort of physical contact at night because even if he is asleep, he loves knowing you are still there.

hes in love with you on the days you feel like everything is going wrong. when you cant find your keys, you burnt breakfast and your hair doesnt look right. the chaos of a bad day means that time spent decompressing together will make you feel even better, there is nothing he loves more than being there for you.

because atsumu miya who loves with his whole heart. he loves every single weird quirk and habit you have because they all make you the person who is making him a better man.