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◟♡ ˒ POPSTAR!READER x BODYGUARD!ATSUMU
content warnings : explicit — secret relationship, praise, reader is called pretty girl & good girl, and jealous atsumu. word count : 0.6k | nsfw content ahead, eighteen plus only!
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You loved meeting your fans and receiving all their letters and gifts. It was lost on you how you’d come to live in a reality where so many looked up to and adored you. But you tried to give back as much as you could, in ways you felt it mattered.
But Atsumu, while you were chatting up a storm, had to watch when one of them put their arms around you and hugged you a little too intimately for his liking. He’d caught a couple of them trying to eye him discreetly; seeing if they could get away with putting their hands too close to certain areas of your body. But when they’d meet eyes with him, the piercing glare they got in return always made the fan retreat back into their shell.
You were blissfully unaware every time and Atsumu believed that needed to change. Sure, the two am rendezvouses you and he shared were probably the most well-kept secret in the world. Despite the random Twitter theories about the two of you that circulated every few months. And as a widely known star, he’d never jeopardise the privacy of that or your good name, by acting out in public. He was more professional than that. At least that’s what he had to silently repeat to himself every time a fan got brave. But sometimes he caught himself wanting to leave marks, just to make it clear you were no one’s but his.
“‘Tsumu they could catch us,” you were white-knuckled, gripping the bathroom sink.
His chest was pressed up against your back, hand between your legs. He slipped it into your panties, rubbing soft circles into your clit as he pressed kisses into your neck. His other hand was next to yours on the sink, keeping you caged against his body.
You were wet and Atsumu collected it on his fingers so they’d slide around without resistance. He ate up all your little whimpers.
“Let them.” He kept a steady pace and the wetter you got, the harder he became.
He knew he couldn’t fuck you in this bathroom, no matter how badly he wanted to. He’d just have to wait til you were back on the road. But for now, he was fine just touching you, leaving you a needy mess for later. Because he knew you’d be coming to him for help and no one else.
“F-fuck,” you whispered, melting into him as your limbs gave way. “What’s gotten into you?”
“They’ve always got their hands on you,” Atsumu whined against your neck. “But you’re mine.”
You were his and it was something that slipped your mind while you were working. You didn’t mean to forget, you were just so focused on keeping the secret so he stayed protected. Your job demanded a lot of you and privacy was a blessing. Keeping him to yourself was your way of keeping him safe. Atsumu knew that but it meant keeping affection for private spaces, which was hard for both of you.
He put more pressure on your clit and nibbled at your skin. “Cum for me, pretty girl.”
You weren’t one to deny him and in seconds you were unraveling in his grasp. Breathless profanities spilled from your mouth as you gripped the sink for dear life. The strength drained from your limbs and Atsumu had to keep you upright. He sucked his fingers dry and then switched your positions, using the sink to support himself as he took on your weight.
He rubbed your back while you caught your breath, leaving soft kisses on your forehead.
“Good girl.”
“Oh shut up,” you rolled your eyes, softly slapping his chest.
Atsumu smirked, “I don’t see you cumming on anyone else’s fingers.”
“You cocky fuck.”
“Yeah, yeah.” He tilted your chin up and kissed you. “But I have every right to be when it’s you, beautiful.”
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author’s note : might make a bodyguard au series cause this has so many tasty scenarios that my brain is dying to write.
© starlitsawamura ! do not repost outside of tumblr. do not steal or translate my work. for the love of all things unholy, do not share my work on tiktok or wattpad.
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treasuringizu · 1 year
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"𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐘𝗼𝐮 𝐒𝐚𝐲?"
⤷ atsumu x reader | mutual pining | 0.9k words |
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“Atsumu!” You call out his name, hitting your fist against the door. “Are you here?” 
It's a little late; the hallway is brightly lit, and you look up at the overhead lights, blinking and wondering if you shouldn’t have come here on such a whim. Thinking about it, you probably should have at least texted him you were coming — he might not even be here, but you were too much in a rush. 
Sighing, you raise your fist again, “Atsu-”
The door flies open and your hand cuts through air instead of the solid surface. Standing there in the doorway is Atsumu, clad in a pair of black sweatpants and a loosely fitting black t-shirt to match. He’s holding onto the handle with one hand, the other resting against the side of the frame, his pink lips stretching into a sly smile. Your stomach flips a little bit. “Hey.”
“Hi.” You wring your hands together, “Um.” 
He raises an eyebrow, waiting for you to continue and chuckling when you don’t. He opens the door wider. “C’mon,” he says, motioning his head inside his room. You stare at his back as you follow him in, taking in his broad shoulders and admiring the way his muscles ripple inside his shirt before closing your eyes and shaking your head. He’s not yours to look at. 
Focusing instead on the room, you take note of how both sides are equally as dysfunctional. Not messy, just…crowded. “Where’s Osamu?” 
He settles onto his bed, unmade, legs spread, and pushes his laptop to the side. “With Rin.” 
“Oh.”
“Yeah.” 
You rock on your heels as your gaze slides all around the room, purposely avoiding his. “So…” 
“So?” He tilts his head in that cute way he always does when he finally catches your eye, smiling teasingly. “I’m not complainin’ about ya bein’ here, but you look like you have something ya wanna say.” 
He’s right. A wave of fervor pours over you, and you nod your head in determination to do what you came here for, pushing the creeping feeling of dejection far from your mind. “I need some answers.”
“Uh, huh.” His mouth twists in confusion. “Ta what, exactly?” 
“To how long it’s going to be.” Your legs take you around the small space, pacing back and forth as you clench and unclench your fists.
“Right…” He trails off. “I’m a little lost here, sweetheart.” 
You think you might melt with the affectionate name, but you brush over it. He’s just like that. “How long it’s going to be until you ask out this person you like so much.” 
He suddenly tenses, back straightening and thick eyebrows furrowing. “Oh.” Brown eyes track your movement. “I’m not, uh, sure I can answer that?” 
You shake your head. You think back to the conversation you guys had a few days ago, where he told you all about this person that he’s interested in. You remember him using words like so pretty, so amazing. A flush on his cheeks as he told you about why he likes them so much. Refusing to tell you who the person was, so maybe you could try to understand why it wasn’t you. 
But it’s exactly that, it’s not you. But it hurts every single time you think about it. 
So that’s why you ended up here, late at night, a fire in your heart. If the person Atsumu likes isn’t you, you could at least push him to go out with them. You wouldn’t be left to hopelessly pine over him, and could instead get over it as you watched him with someone else, even if it would kill you. Save yourself before you get too invested, right? 
“Why not? The sooner the better. Aren’t you the one who told me that we have to go for the things we want?” 
Atsumu pushes himself off the bed, long legs striding to you and big hands holding your arms to stop you from moving around. He looks very confused now. “I was?” 
You ignore him. “Well then, it’s time to do something.” You make sure to look right into his eyes. “If you like them so much, there’s only one thing to do.” 
The grip on your arms tighten, and you shift your hands up to hold on to his elbows. His eyes widen, and you watch as different emotions pass through his face before an excited grin grows. He studies you, “How long have ya felt this way?”
“Since you told me.” You try to match his smile, despite the way your chest sinks. “Be brave, Atsumu. I know you are.”
“Yeah.” he nods, eagerly, bleached hair following the jerks of his head. “Yeah, okay.” 
Your gaze drops to the floor. “Great…” Great. 
At least one of you guys will get to be with who they want to. You just wish he wanted you.
You try to leave his hold, but his hands just squeeze your arms, your name falling from his lips in a soft breath. 
He gives you that smile, not the confident volleyball player one, but the one that you catch him with when he’s petting a puppy, or when he’s talking to his mother on the phone and he thinks no one is looking. The one that’s reserved for soft moments, and your heart constricts. But it’s not prepared for what comes out of his mouth next. 
“Will ya go out with me?”
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mikichko · 1 month
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wc: 446 words info: reader insert, second pov, no use of y/n a/n: going to try and write every other day to try to get my creative juices flowing. we'll see what happens though! enjoy this homage to my mountains
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“i like it here”
your gaze raises at his soft murmur, watching as he pulls a mango free from it’s resting place on the branch. wordlessly, you press the hilt of the knife into his unoccupied palm.
you don’t need him to tell you. the feeling consumes him when he’s here on the mountain. it manifests itself when he closes his eyes as he turns towards the breeze, letting it caress the curves of his face. he explores the forgotten footpaths. like a lover returning home, hoping to commit it all to memory again. his midday dips in the river, clothes forgotten on the shore as he lets the cool water love him the only way it can. even now, as his eyes flitter across the landscape, drinking in every detail as if committing it to memory, you know that the mountain has overtaken him.
he turns the fruit over in his hand, gently prodding it’s sides before gliding the knife through it’s flesh. you watch the knife slide out, the juice of the fruit barely beginning to gather on it’s edges. Aone sticks the knife into the trunk of the tree, picking up the newly separated mango piece and sinking his teeth into it.
a low groan of satisfaction leaves him, bringing heat to your cheeks. you watch a blissful expression overtake his face, brought on by the explosion of sweetness. in a slow pull, his top teeth scrape across the inside of the mango, pulling with it the meat of the fruit, his bottom teeth following suit on the outer skin of the mango. small drops of juice escape the sides of his mouth, you catch them with your thumbs.
“i can tell. you eat mango like a local now.”
you steal a bite from the other untouched end of the sliced fruit. he glows at you, cheeks red from the constant tropical heat. the blush enhanced by the way that wayward strands stick to his forehead with sweat.
you stroke his cheek, enamored by a man who makes you feel so much love through the single act of eating a mango.
“what if we stayed here?”
your eyes close, instinctively shaking your head slightly and huffing out a low laugh.
“jiji would kill me. both of us, actually. and then find a way to bring us both back so that he could do it all over again.”
aone huffs, slicing off another piece of the tender fruit. “he’d understand if he were here.”
you hum, leaning on Aone and wrapping an arm around him, “we could bring him”
he looks down at you, eyes softening around the edges, “i’d really like that”
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skellydun · 6 months
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I don't think I'm meant to be employed. It really cuts into my goofy silly haha time. and it makes it nearly impossible to have any wow life is beautiful let me take it in time.
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fuckyeahgoodomens · 30 days
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Neil Gaiman about David Tennant: He's a wonderful man. He's one of our finest actors. He's really funny. He's astonishingly Scottish. He's a great father to his kids. He's extremely flammable.
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starreo · 4 months
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multi-character drabble.
includes the seven minutes in heaven trope, breeding, words like slut, stupid, dumb, idiot, and adult themes so, mdni.
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his cum is already dripping down your shivering legs, hasn't it been past seven minutes anyway?
ah, who cares right now? being bred by this large man, was more important than anything else. his hot cum still being plunged into you as he thrusts in a few more times, for good measure. "a-ah, no! 'm still sensitive-aah!" he scoffed, this time, dragging your waist down to his pelvis as you grabbed the shelf to support you again.
"y'er such a slut, b-being so g-goddamn loud for no reason," he muttered, staring at the mixed orgasm oozing out of your cunt. 'ts your fault! you wanted to say, but all you could do was gasp and whine as he suddenly took his cock out and quickly replaced it with his fingers. his breath shaking as he stuffed his cum back inside of you, was he trying to get you pregnant?
"y'er so dumb, y/n...s-stupid girl." he groaned as you grinded back into him, making his cock slowly stand up again..."wan' you...p-please..."your grip still solid on the shelves. "k-keep g-getting y'erself in t-trouble, mmph-then complain 'bout it, idiot." he whispered, shushing you, as his cock slipped in with ease, your loud whimpers and moans echoing in the little store room.
"your pussy feels so warm 'n, snug, aah-i, jus' wanna be here forever,."
toji, bakugo, nagi, barou, atsumu, eren, wc!kunigami, gojo, uni au!sukuna, suna + your favs <3
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carrionkid · 2 months
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crimes of the future promotional suturing set i found on ebay
this is so fun, i love it
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littleskrib · 9 months
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put you in the spotlight |110823 - Collab with XPPEN on Twitter
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sir-kuroo · 8 months
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𖦹 f!reader, just rough unprotected sex
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HE HURT HIMSELF while playing volleyball again and just like the usual, you kissed his wound before keeping the medicine kit. "This hurts too," he whined and you gulped when he brought your hand over the huge bulge of his gray sweatpants, dragging it along his waistband, which you didn't hesitate to pull down. Your eyes widened as his erect cock popped upright. Your tongue reflexively moistened your lips at the delicious sight of it.
"Would you give it a kiss too?" He whispered under a sleazy grin.
"Which lips do you want?" You breathed out and you surely saw him get a tad bigger.
He ran his curled finger over your lips and you anticipated sucking it, but he pulled away.
"Is this one ready?" He asked while the tip of his fingers rubbed your pussy over your panties like he's squeezing the juice out of you. "Fuck..." He hissed, seeing how quickly he made you feel aroused. "Just the sight of my cock and you're this wet."
"P-Please..." You begged as you rolled your hips against his touch.
He groaned in return unable to hold back any longer. Positioning yourself over his lap, he set aside your panties and aligned his cock on your entrance. Without hesitations, he pushed his hips upwards, penetrating you deep.
You moaned and he grunted. He didn't bother taking it slow and he slammed with endless speed, making you wrap your arms around his strong body. "W-Wait! Wait! I can't...take it!" You pleaded but he didn't budge, instead he got both of his palms on the surface of the bed, pushing himself up and down against you and showing you who's in control. You felt your inside heating up as his dick felt like tearing you apart yet it felt so good you're about to lose your mind. Your head swung back not bearing the intensity and soon, you let go of your hold of him, your back falling in bed. He hovered you, not letting go. With such force, he rammed into you finishing himself. You convulsed, cumming hard around him at the same time.
You both caught your breaths and he placed gentle kisses on your temple. "Does this hurt?" He asked, tenderly touching your pussy. "Do I have to give it a kiss?" He whispered and you knew you couldn't stop him. Your head started spiraling when he sucked you in, bringing you back in bliss again probably for the entire night.
—♡ kuroo, bokuto, oikawa, atsumu, lev, osamu, iwaizumi, ushijima, terushima, daichi, hirugami
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starlitsawamura · 29 days
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HAIKYU !
DAICHI SAWAMURA
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HAJIME IWAIZUMI
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KIYOOMI SAKUSA
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ATSUMU MIYA
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popstar!reader x bodyguard!atsumu — wc: 0.6k , content warnings : explicit, secret relationship, praise, and reader is called pretty girl & good girl.
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OSAMU MIYA
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KOTARO BOKUTO
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treasuringizu · 1 year
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Atsumu’s brown eyes are the first thing you see when you wake up, and it immediately invites a warm flutter in the depths of your chest, in the softest parts of your heart. 
A bit of light pours in from the window through the narrow space left uncovered by the blinds, bathing Atsumu’s face in a pretty light that makes him look even more beautiful than usual. The both of you are sharing a pillow, and Atsumu is only centimeters away from you, his blonde hair messily sprawled around him and over his forehead, sheets covering his lower body, his broad, tan chest exposed only for you to see. 
He blinks, long lashes kissing the tops of his rosy cheeks, and you watch his face change — as expressive as ever — as he registers that you’re now awake, and a sweet smile stretches on his lips. You can’t help but smile back, and his eyes flit to your mouth and then back. The soft breath he exhales through his nose tickles your face. 
You take each other in, smiling like lovesick fools before he breaks the silence. “Hi, angel.” 
You blow air out your nose in a startled laugh at the endearment. “Hi, ‘Tsumu.” 
He moves his head forward, meeting your lips in a chaste kiss before moving to your forehead, your cheeks, the tip of your nose, chuckling when you scrunch it in faux distaste, then back to your mouth before settling back on the pillow. “How was your night?” 
“It was good, I haven’t slept like that in ages” you reply, removing your hand from underneath your head to cup his cheek, feeling content when he leans into you and his eyes flutter closed. “How was yours?”
“Mm, good. I dreamt about you.”
“Did you now?”
You feel him nod against your cheek. “Yeah. It was a morning just like this; I woke up, and ya were right there next to me, looking as beautiful as ever.” He opens his eyes, and his smile is silly and wide. “I thought, ‘I am definitely in a dream right now’, but then I realized it was actually right now and I felt like the happiest man alive.” 
Your cheeks warm, and you frown at him before lightly kicking his shin underneath the covers. 
He startles, body folding to rub the spot as if you had actually hurt him, and then whines when you remove your hand from his cheek and instead tug on his ear. “Ow! What was that for, baby?” 
“You’re so fucking cheesy, get out of here, ‘Tsumu.” 
Atsumu’s laugh resonates across the bedroom and you smile at him despite yourself. “Aww, angel, ya can’t handle my jokes?”
“I’m going to punch you.”
“Yer so cute,” he responds, sitting up and groaning as he stretches his arms, biceps bulging and muscles rippling as he moves. You watch from where you’re perched, certainly enjoying the view, Atsumu peeking down at you and raising his eyebrows in question. “Ya like?”
“On my last straw, ‘Tsumu.” 
“Alright, alright.” He leans over you, and you roll so you’re on your back as his arms land on either side of your head, caging you in. “Good morning,” he murmurs right against your lips before kissing you, one, two, three times. He pulls away and then collapses on top of you like the little shit he is, laughing when you wheeze. 
“I—” gasp, “fucking hate you.”
“I love you too, angel. Let’s have a good day together.”
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mikichko · 2 months
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hq masterlist
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DATE TECH
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Takanobu Aone
Cuddling (Headcanons)
FUKURODANI
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Kōtarō Bokuto
Latinx S/O (Headcanons)
INARIZAKI
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Osamu Miya
Orbit (One-Shot)
Random Texts (SMAU)
Speaking Spanish (Headcanons) 
KARASUNO
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Yū Nishinoya
Latinx S/O (Headcanons)
Ryūnosuke Tanaka
Latinx S/O (Headcanons)
SHIRATORIZAWA
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Wakatoshi Ushijima
Cuddling (Headcanons)
Random Texts (SMAU)
Speaking Spanish (Headcanons)
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fuckyeahgoodomens · 2 months
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David in a kilt 👀
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lumiinix · 1 year
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You like to call your boyfriend cute when you talk about him to your coworkers, saying things like: “He’s so cute, he cooks for me all the time!” or “My boyfriend just bought me this flower bouquet for our date! Isn’t he the cutest?” and it planted an image into your coworkers mind of your boyfriend being this soft looking guy. So they definitely didn’t expect a tall muscular guy with a face that literally embodies “if looks could kill” to walk into the building claiming to be your boyfriend and that you had asked him to pick you up. But it did help a little when you run into his arms telling how much you miss him and for a moment, they catch his hard face turned soft. Ok maybe he was a little cute.
-Sakusa, Ushijima, Kageyama, Iwaizumi, Tsukishima.
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