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sluttsumu · 8 months

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☆ — ft. atsumu miya + getting leaked

warnings: 18+, tsumu being nasty

a/n: a little thought of mine, i can totally imagine msby being up in arms because there’s an “alleged” video out.

atsumu is a nightmare for msby’s pr team.

at this point no one is even surprised when there’s a new viral vid on twitter of him fucking you from behind or stuffing his face in your ass. the lewd photography the two of you take may never have your faces in them but, it’s definitely you two, everyones knows that.

he has no shame, and neither do his teammates. the most recent scandal was a video of him fucking you in the new pair of handcuffs that seemed to get everyone’s attention.

it was another ordinary day for him as he walked in the locker room to see everyone on their phones after practice. the air was tense and everyone was thinking the same thing, he knew that they’d seen it and they were wondering why he didn’t care.

kiyoomi was the first to break the silence, as expected.

“so….miya”

atsumu flips his towel over his shoulder not even sparing his friend a glance. “how many times did you cum from watching it?” he cockily chuckled leaving the rest of the locker room in awe.

“SO IT IS YOU” bokuto exclaimed before starting to laugh along side hinata.

“i have no idea what you’re talkin’ about bo-kun”

the devil was a liar, and so was atsumu miya.

despite lying to his team claiming that the video wasn’t his, he enjoyed toying with the curiosity of others.

sakusa muttered a small “tch” under his breath as he reached into his pocket for his phone.

the video started playing.

atsumu’s lips curl into a smile as he finally turns to face the rest of the locker room as sakusa holds his phone to the blondes face. “that’s literally your girlfriend, miya.”

experiencing it was one thing but watching it was something else. the 20 second video played over and over again of your face stuffed into the sheets as atsumu fucked you full of his cum, your muffled whining echoed throughout the room until sakusa finally turned his phone off.

“she sounds pretty doesn’t she?” he smirked.

everyone was guilty to getting off to you, and atsumu knew that, it simply boosted his pride.

grabbing his bag his walks to the door, but doesn’t leave until spewing condescending words just to keep his friends on their toes.

“knock yourselves out.”

the door closes behind him meanwhile everyone looks at each other confused before receiving a collective notification, to a google drive with all of your porn on it.

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treasuringizu · 1 year

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“Gimme a kiss,” Atsumu murmurs, deep voice low in your ear. His hands are on your hips, fingers digging into the softness of your skin.

You pull him away from you, hands cupping his face and thumb running along his cheek in the way you know he likes. You raise an eyebrow, smiling softly, “I’m wearing lipstick, you know.” This causes his eyes to drop to your lips, gaze hungry, suddenly reminded of the fact.

“So?” he asks, eyes flicking from yours and back to your lips. “Let everyone know I belong ta ya.”

“You’re going to walk around with my lips printed on your face?”

He nods eagerly, ducking to bury his face in your neck. “I’d be the happiest man alive if I got ta walk around like that.”

This makes you laugh, your heart melt, and you reposition your arms around his shoulders to squeeze him closer to you. “You’re going to be late for practice, ‘Tsumu.”

“Just one kiss, baby. Even if it's on the cheek.”

You sigh, but you know that he knows you’re only faking your reluctance. “Kay.”

He pulls away from you, giving you his right cheek, and tapping his pointer finger against it with a giddy smile. You make sure to dramatize your actions, making an amplified noise when pulling away, laughing when he gives you his other cheek, and repeating your actions until he finally lowers his mouth to yours.

He makes sure to deepen the kiss and only chases after you when you pull away, giving you little pecks and placing kisses all around your face, playfully biting your nose when it scrunches in fake disdain. When he finally separates from you, you take notice of the bright red lip marks on his cheeks, and the red tint left on his lips that are stretched into a grin.

“How do I look?”

“Like you are definitely mine.”

His smile widens. “Great. ‘Xactly what I was goin’ for.”

#hey guys i love him #thought of this while watching all of us are dead #the connection? who knows #.atsumu #atsumu x reader #atsumu drabble #haikyuu x reader #atsumu miya x reader #.kc writes

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forusomimiya · 11 months

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Atsumu moans like a slut. It's a fact.

He knows that his moans, high or low, create a swirl in your belly, reminding you of how weak you are every time you hear them. Inevitable to hear even though they are a perfect fucking melody, so well intoned, that when they enter your ear, they send a shock straight to your pussy and you, clearly, can only moan in response.

“Ahh darling... so tight you can't stop moaning every time you take me. So much - shit - s-so much you missed me? Huh?"

His moans have become long and drawn out, like torture, sweet torture. Your vision blurs as you find you can't concentrate and you stop resisting the beautiful guttural sound Atsumu sings in your ear.

"Mhmmm babe close... ‘m so - so close nngh shit- hah...so close to fill you up, make you mine... ’cause you want it, don't you? You - want me s-so, soo bad?

You nod, entwining your legs around his waist and urging him to pick up the pace before with a muted warning, making Atsumu to struggle to hold on to the squeeze on his cock, he knows you're cumming with him.

"Yeah - yeah that's it... cum with me pretty girl, remember who - fuck- you belong to. Sing it on my ears, ah~”

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zmbiesuga · 7 months

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TWENTY TWENTY VISION — m. atsumu x gn!reader

sypnosis: atsumu needs glasses, but why on earth would he make his & your life easier by wearing them?

warnings: i'm gonna beat the shit out of atsumu oh my GOD he irks me so bad, post-timeskip atsumu, eensy bit of angst if you squint super super hard, osamu mention, i can't write the miya accent™ for the life of me but i tried so sorry, petnames such as baby used, he calls the reader pretty

notes: inspired by the fact that i just recently got my new glass and haven't had a pair since i was 14 so seeing the world focused fucks with me a lil bit, ALSO, atsumu with glasses has been flooding my brain, osamu is farsighted cause i said so

"I'm not wearin' 'em."

"Atsumu, please, you need to wear them, you have astigmatism in both of your eyes! And you're nearsighted!"

Atsumu lets out a soft huff as he crosses his arms, as if he isn't the reason you've been having this argument essentially since you brought up him even getting his eyes checked.

It all started when Osamu had gotten new glasses, that's what Atsumu thinks anyways, that this is all stupid Samu's fault.

Osamu came over one afternoon for a harmless visit, with new glasses on. You had asked Osamu about them, and commented that you never knew he needed glasses to which he responded:

"Oh yeah, me and Tsumu both do, he just hasn't worn his since junior high."

You swear you've never seen Atsumu react so quickly, his head snapping to Osamu and immediately telling him to shut up through gritted teeth. The subject gets dropped instantly, but now you're giving Atsumu side-glances throughout the night until Osamu leaves.

After you two are settled into bed and Atsumu is almost asleep, until your voice rings out in the dark.

"Is that why you squint so much?" you ask in a voice barely above a whisper.

"...What are ya on about?" Atsumu asks, turning to face you with a soft expression.

"Is that why you squint so much?" you ask again, "Because you don't wear glasses like you're supposed to, so the world's all unfocused for you all the time, is that why?"

Atsumu's silence and stunned expression is all the answer you need.

"That's what I thought," you mumble before turning away from him, "your eye appointment is Saturday at four."

And that puts Atsumu where he is now, sitting at the island connected to the kitchen in your small apartment, staring down the thick black lenses as if he was trying to explode them with his mind.

"I said, I ain't wearin' 'em," he huffs again vehemently, looking at you with an unwilling expression, "and that's final. I don't need no stupid glasses, I can see just fine."

"Oh yeah?" you challenge, palms resting against the island as you stand on the opposite side of it, "If you don't need your glasses, read the paper on our fridge. Without squinting."

Atsumu's face goes a little pale, his eyes widening slightly. He looks over your shoulder at the paper held onto the fridge with a stupid magnet in the shape of a volleyball.

"It, uh..." he trails off, trying to not squint as much as possible, "...it...it doesn't matter what it says! I'm still not wearin' those glasses! I don't need 'em!"

"Atsumu that paper is no more than four feet away from you, and you can't even tell me what the bolded title says," you responded in an almost pleading tone, "baby, you need your glasses, so I am begging you, please put them on."

Atsumu's face softens slightly at your pleading voice, before it turns unwilling again as he looks down at his arms and mumbles something you can't quite make out.

"What was that?" you ask.

"...They make me look dumb," he repeats a little louder, looking back up at you, "they make me look like an idiot, and since my eyes aren't used to being focused, I feel like a baby deer learnin' how to walk."

"Tsumu," you reply gently, your own expression softening, "if you didn't like the way glasses look, why didn't you ask for contacts?"

"Because they scare me," he rebuttals, "which I know is stupid because they're an easy solution to my problem, but they rip and get stuck and...I don't know, that just scares me."

You stare at him blankly before taking a deep breath, "Atsumu," you start, "I'm not...trying to make you look stupid, okay? I just know that you need them, and you know that too. It might be awkward at first, but won't it be worth it to see the world a little more clearer? So you won't have to squint to read traffic signs or drive through menus? And, glasses aren't a permanent solution, we can work our way up to contacts, but you need to wear these for now."

Atsumu looks down at the glasses again, letting out another unsure sigh as he picks the thick rims up, and places them on his face.

It's weird at first, everything is clearer. The titanium fridge, that stupid volleyball magnet and the paper it holds, and more importantly...

You.

The way your entire face shifts into focus leaves Atsumu speechless. He knows how pretty you are, he doesn't need glasses to see it, but god do they make it better.

You give Atsumu a weird look, "What?" you ask puzzled, "Can you see better?"

"Yeah," he responds with a small smile, "I can see real good, pretty."

#love letters from leo #my dearest haikyuu #atsumu x gn!reader #atsumu x reader #atsumu drabble #atsumu fluff #haikyuu x gn!reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #hq x reader #hq x gn!reader #hq fluff #haikyuu drabble #hq drabble #atsumu miya x reader #atsumu miya x gn!reader #atsumu miya drabble #atsumu miya fluff #wear your glasses or contacts kids

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kitashousewife · 10 months

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lifeguard!atsumu who picked up this gig as a side thing, something to help out his mom's friend who needed help at the public pool.

and boy is he loving it.

he sits in the sun all day and has developed quite the golden brown tan, and his hair has lightened more if possible. he's got free access to the pool at all times, free trips to the snack bar, and endless fun. he's everyone's favorite lifeguard. from the ladies in the water aerobics class that he teaches twice a week, to the little kids in the toddler pool, to kids at the diving boards, he earns excited smiles everywhere he goes.

atsumu thinks that if volleyball didn't work out, he would have been perfectly fine doing this. today he sits at his post near the shallow end of the pool, relaxed and content with his ray-bans sliding down his nose as chlorine fills the air.

and the best part? you're on shift today too.

you began lifeguarding shortly after atsumu agreed to help, meaning the two of you spent a lot of time together during training exercises and certifications. he's loved every second.

his favorite part? driving you absolutely nuts.

the concrete under your feet is almost too much to handle as you pad toward your station for the next fifteen minutes. your fingers pull at the straps of your red lifeguard suit, rubbing the last bit of sunscreen in. the sharp blow of a whistle grabs your attention and you stop in your tracks.

"woah!" you stop dead in your tracks when the voice of none other than miya atsumu carries across the blue water. "no runnin', sweetheart." he smirks at you over his sunglasses, lazily spinning the whistle around his finger. you roll your eyes and continue on, trying to ignore your very pesky, but incredibly handsome coworker.

as you climb up to your spot, you can't help but look at him. sweet smile on his lips while he speaks to a little girl in the pool, hair curling slightly from the water he must have dipped in earlier. his strong arms and abs even more defined from the hours of the sun he's gotten.

while he is annoying, he's quite nice to look at.

the time goes quickly, being entertained at the various jumps at the diving boards. if it wasn't for atsumu's voice, you wouldn't have known it was time to switch.

as he saunters over to you, he's greeting the moms, kids, and babies that are in his path. everyone smiles at him while he passes by, but when he gets to your chair he's met with a rather unamused face.

"yer savior is here," he sighs, sliding his water bottle into the now vacant cup next to the seat. "oh c'mon, nothin'?"

the quip you had ready to go dies on your heavy tongue as you finally face him.

he looks up at you as you shade him from the sun and you take in the little details on his face. his eyes, almost glowing gold from the sun. his cheeks are dusted with freckles, and a couple flecks of white from the sunscreen he failed to rub in a few seconds earlier.

"be careful with this group," you nod your head towards the boys clambering over to the diving boards. "they've been pushing it."

"i'll be fine," he waves you off, watching you as you climb down. "yer just too hard on 'em."

"because it's my job, atsumu. not all of us spend our shift messing around."

just as he rolls his eyes, a boy jumps off the diving board, breaking several pool rules. the two of you blow your whistles when he emerges from the water.

"no jumping backward!"

"awesome jump! 8/10!"

the two of you look at each other, you with annoyance tugging at your furrowed brows, and atsumu with a wide smile, tongue in cheek as he shakes his head at you.

"just as i was sayin'," he pokes your cheek before climbing up to his spot. "yer no fun. now run along, i'm sure the toddler pool is more yer pace, angel."

you bite your tongue, huffing as you shove the red lifeguard floatie into his abdomen before you walk away. atsumu can't help but laugh as you leave, satisfied with his efforts of riling you up.

the rest of the day flies by for both of you, and even with atsumu's incessant teasing and lackadaisical approach to lifeguarding, you're able to make it through your shift with only a couple pet names and attempted pranks.

once the pool gates are shut for the day, you and your fellow lifeguards work on getting everything closed up and ready to go for tomorrow. unfortunately, you got stuck with the harder jobs, keeping you longer than you hoped. just as you push the supply closet shut, a certain blonde appears from behind it.

"easy day today?"

"the sun has set miya, you don't need those stupid sunglasses anymore,"

he slides them up to the top of his head, feathering his hair slightly at the same time. "what? ya don't think i look cool in 'em?"

you sigh and pull a t-shirt over your suit and gather your things.

"no, i'm not one of your water aerobic ladies. are you done so i can turn the lights off?"

he snorts, reaching to snatch your key out of your fingers. "i'll be done when ya apologize,"

"apologize for what?" you're trying to hold back a smile as you finish packing up your things. "for you looking like a dork?"

atsumu gasps in fake hurt, clutching a crumpled MSBY tee to his chest. "yer so mean to me,"

you laugh for real now at the pout on his lips, staring a little longer as he puts his shirt on.

"i think you'll be okay," you flick off the lights and begin walking to the parking lot. "have a good night, miya."

"drive safe," he grins and walks towards the parking lot, but realizes that he grabbed your keys instead of his on the way out. he jogs ahead, the sandals on his feet slapping the warm pavement as he catches up to you.

"first ya insult my glasses, then ya steal my keys? didn't think ya would be so hurtful," he teases with stupid smirk on his lips.

"here you are," you walk towards him, dangling his keyring above your head. he reaches to grab it, but you pull it away at the last second. an innocent prank has now pulled the two of you close, torsos touching. atsumu's lips part, heart racing at just how close the two of you are under the flickering parking lot light.

he tries so hard to think of something smart to say, but his brain turns to mush as he stares at your lips. you pull away first, catching your own breath as atsumu laughs nervously.

"s-sorry 'bout that," he manages to stutter out, unlocking his car as quick as he can. you're shocked at his flustered state. who knew the atsumu miya would get worked up over a little prank?

"no worries," you turn to walk away, but can't help but smile at the chance to finally get in the last word for once.

"atsumu, be sure to wear more sunscreen tomorrow. your cheeks are a little pink!"

you wave at him as you get into your car, and he groans from the driver's seat, embarrassed at both his reaction and the fact that he couldn't get himself to kiss you when he had the chance.

#atsumu x reader #atsumu miya x reader #atsumu fluff #hq fluff #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader #atsumu miya #miya atsumu #atsumu drabble

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atsumulogy · 1 year

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“atsumu, when i die —”

“no, stop, don’t say that. ‘ya aren’t going to die.” he interrupted you before you could even finish, his gaze burning.

“of course i won’t, i’m immortal!” you joked. and to this, he flashed a small smile.

“but, hypothetically, if i do die, i want you to make my coffin look cute. maybe LED lights? yeah, and —” you were cut off with your rambling by a kiss to your lips. the two of you savoring the fleeting moment, gripping onto his shirt as you felt yourself weaken from his touch.

“yes, angel, i’ll do that okay? now stop yappin’ about ‘ya dying. ‘ya aren’t goin’ to die. i — i won’t even let ‘ya.” he said with so much determination that you couldn’t help but believe him.

your eyes feel heavy. “‘tsumu?”

“hm?” he looks at you, shimmering eyes.

“i’m tired, i wanna go to sleep.”

“oh — okay, sure — i, i love ‘ya, goodnight. let’s talk again tomorrow, m’kay?” he asked, the hope in his voice felt quite cruel to even exist.

“of course, i love you.”

the beeping from the monitor went to a deafening halt. atsumu felt like he was suffocating, the air in his lungs evaporating. you — the air that filled his lungs, the air he breathes, ceased. the shimmer in his eyes turned into tears.

you two never really did get to properly talk again tomorrow, or the day after that, or ever again.

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tooruhearts · 2 years

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they’re in love!! (with you)

→ feat. atsumu miya, oikawa tooru, hinata shoyo, sakusa kiyoomi || genres: fluff

KIYOOMI is late to work. and it's not his fault. no, he didn't sleep in. he didn't forget to turn off the stove. he didn't forget his keys. in fact, he woke up at seven am like he always does. but kiyoomi is late to work and it's because of you.

"baby, one more kiss? the last one," you say, lips already chasing after his.

but kiyoomi puts a hand over your mouth. "you said that twenty kisses ago."

"last one, i promise, please?"

and now you're holding onto his necktie, eyes blinking at him, waiting for him to say yes. but kiyoomi is already ten minutes late to work and he knows that if he caves into you he will be even later. so he opens his mouth, about to say no, but then you kiss his cheek and whisper in his ear.

"please?"

god. he can't say no to you.

kiyoomi kisses you, sighing into the kiss. he can feel your smile against his lips. what a little devil, he thinks. but that doesn't matter right now, because your lips feel like heaven and kiyoomi thinks this is paradise. and kiyoomi kisses you again and again and again until you're both breathless.

maybe he should call in sick today.

ATSUMU sometimes gets this overwhelming warm feeling in his chest, a feeling that makes him want to almost cry. and it is times like these, as he’s laying in bed sick with a wet towel on his forehead, as you are holding his hand, that he realizes how grateful he is that you chose him. that you wanted to stay with him.

“babe, i love ya, will leave all my fortune to ya."

“tsumu, stop acting like you're dying. it’s just a cold.”

he snorts at your reply, but the warmth of your fingertips on his palms doesn't stop the tears from appearing in his eyes. he can feel his lips quivering, his face growing red (and not from the fever). so he pulls you closer to him, until your face is pressed into the crook of his neck.

“ya know i love ya, right? i love ya so much,” he whispers in your ear.

"i know tsumu, i love you too."

"even when you make me burnt porridge, i love ya a whole lot."

"yes, yes, you big baby," you giggle, lightly smacking his arm, "my big baby."

the night ends with you kissing atsumu's face over and over again until he stops crying (he stops when he falls asleep).

TOORU knows all good things come to an end eventually. that forever is not a word that lasts, it's not a word that makes sense to him. that one day he will have to let go. but when his arms are tightly wrapped around you as you bask in the afternoon sun, your hair tickling his cheek, he thinks it might make sense after all.

forever is a word that tooru can finally picture and it takes shape in the form of you.

"you smell like me," he says, kissing the top of your head.

"you noticed? i used your shampoo."

"you're also wearing my jersey," he teases, "you like me that much?"

"tooru, you're literally my boyfriend."

he laughs. tooru can't help but tighten his arms around you, still laughing, your face pressed against his. you whine, saying he's crushing you. but tooru keeps you secure in his embrace, kissing your cheeks, your ears, your neck. kissing your lips. and yes, oikawa tooru is your boyfriend. he's yours, forever and more.

"you're soo clingy," you say.

"only for you," he replies.

tooru doesn't think forever is a word that lasts, but if it's with you, he will try. he will try to make it last until his last breath. only for you.

SHOYO thinks you look stunningly beautiful. even now, as your clothes are soaked and you look terribly pissed off because the weather forecast didn't announce it would rain. even now, as your hair clings to your forehead and you're squeezing his hand a tad bit too hard.

"our picnic is ruined.”

"it's fine, we could always go tomorrow! and now we can go home and cuddle."

but that doesn't take away the look of disappointment on your face, or how your body slumps, or how smaller than usual you look. so shoyo pulls you towards him, making you drop the picnic basket, his face a mere inches away from yours.

"dance with me?"

and shoyo doesn't even wait for you to answer before he's twirling you around. hands around your waist, pulling your body each time closer to his, until all he can feel is your warmth instead of the rain soaking his clothes. until all he can feel is your heartbeat.

"shoyo, stop, this is embarrassing!" you say, but you're laughing and laughing with each twirl, with each step.

shoyo thinks you look stunningly beautiful. even now, as your hair clings to your forehead and your clothes are drenched. even now, as the rain pours over both of you and you two are dancing and laughing like mad.

a/n: tooru’s is inspired by the song forever by lee junhyung!!

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missuga · 1 year

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“I was thinking.” You trailed off for a moment, wondering if you were really sure if you should ask your question.

“You were thinking?” He mimicked your words and leaned to look at you on the couch next to him. “That’s new.”

“Actually, I changed my mind.” You rolled your eyes at the amused grin on his face, shifting back to sink into the couch further.

“I want to know what you were thinking about.” He leaned his shoulder against you now and slipped his hand in yours, obviously trying to get your attention on him once more. “I take back what I said.”

“Fine.” You spoke after staring at him for a long moment, playing with his fingers nervously. “What if you moved in?”

“What?”

“I mean, you’ve been staying here almost every night anyways.” You waited for a second, trying to get a sense of what he was feeling at your offer. You’d been thinking about this for a while now and never really knew when to bring it up.

“You’re sure you want me to?” He asked, the amusement in his tone morphing into a softer sound as he stared back at you.

“Yes, I think so.”

“Okay.” He smiled even bigger now at the prospect of living with you. “Ask me again.”

“You’re kidding.” You rolled your eyes again at him even though his antics warmed your heart. “Move in with me?”

“Absolutley.” He answered quickly this time, sitting up fully to kiss you before speaking again. “I’ve been waiting forever for this.”

“Oh, you have?” You laughed, pulling him even closer to you to the point he was laying on top of you now. “Sorry I didn’t bring it up sooner.”

“It’s okay, I still love you.” He faked a sigh, pressing another small kiss to your lips before resting his head on your chest. “Wanna go get my stuff?”

“Right now?” You didn’t think he’d move in this fast.

“Yes right now, I can’t wait any longer.”

NISHINOYA, Atsumu, Bokuto, OIKAWA, Tanaka, Tendou, KUROO

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suyacho · 7 months

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ON THE WAY ft. haikyuu captains

synopsis — they were busy men but never too busy to have you whenever they needed it

kinktober 2023 | taglist

content warnings: minors/ageless blogs dni - fem!reader - quickies - unprotected sex - no prep - size kink - dirty talk - use of nicknames - creampie - breeding - office sex - praise - soft/intimate sex - shower sex - slight temperature play (?) - back scratching - 1,5k words in total

note: oikawa was supposed to be a part of this but i took way too long and just needed this wip to be DONE before i deleted it fnskdkd

DAICHI SAWAMURA — 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃

“Love… I gotta go in a bit.” Daichi groaned as you pulled his undergarments down and started stroking his half hard cock, trying to keep his last bit of sanity together. “I know but you look so hot like this.” you smile innocently, teasingly rubbing him against your already dripping heat. “Just be quick, it’ll be fine.” you continued, lining him up with your entrance.

“You’re such a needy girl.” Daichi sighed in defeat, knowing he couldn’t fight against your teasing, he fell for it every single time. “Sorry love, you just gotta take it like the needy girl you are.” he warned you, looking for any hesitation on your face and pushing in with one quick thrust when he couldn’t find it. “Are you really this needy to be fucked?” Daichi smirked, stumbling on his words at the way you felt, you were so fucking tight, or maybe he was too big, yet the second thought never crossed his mind.

“No– but y-you look like you are.” you tried to get back at him, a gasp leaving your lips as he picked up the pace, fucking you deeper as his tip kissed your sweetspot. Wrapping your arms around him in reaction and pulling him even closer. “You d-didn’t even give me a second to adjust.” you mumbled against his skin, tears pricking in your eyes from both the stretch and the pleasure you were feeling, each thrust only bringing you closer to your release.

“Mhm– you’re the one who can’t keep her pretty hands off me whenever I’m in my work clothes.” Daichi taunted you, his big hands easily gripping your sides as he pounded into you at a fast pace, fighting against time yet slowly losing himself and the time from the way you clamped down on him. He knew better than anyone that he couldn’t keep it by one round, not when you were like this. All he could do is hope that you didn’t ruin his work clothes too much.

KUROO TETSUROU — 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

“T-Tetsu, you have a meeting!” you gasped, grabbing onto the desk for support, hearing Kuroo’s belt unbuckle behind you. “Screw that meeting.” he mumbled cheekily, slowly pushing in, making sure that you felt it all. A whimper fell past your lips at the feeling of being filled, when in reality you should’ve probably argued back. Tell him that his meeting was far more important and that he couldn’t afford to miss it, but Kuroo was so hard to resist.

“B-But–.” you choked out a moan, his deep yet sloppy thrusts making him hit all the right spaces. Kuroo wasn’t wasting time, he wasn’t going to the meeting before making you cum. “Shh honey–, it’s okay, just take it like a good girl.” Kuroo taunted, shamelessly moaning out loud, the sound of skin slapping against each other, his desk creaking and your moans echoing through his office and Kuroo couldn’t give two flying shits if anyone heard you. He just gripped onto your sides as he continued pounding into you, loving the way you looked bent over his desk, one of his favorite sights to see, especially after a stressful workday.

Usually, you’d come here on purpose, wearing your pretty outfits just to get fucked and then leave filled with his cum. His higher role gave him a lot of freedom and he knew just to use it to his advantage, so your work visits were his favorite moment of the day. No one made a problem of it either, especially because they knew you were his wife. Little did they know how Kuroo fucked you on the desk they put their papers and hard work on, how he’d breed you till it spilled out and made you cum over and over on his cock, all in his office. Your visit today was no different in his eyes, yet for once, you actually came with a reason to his office, Kuroo had forgotten his lunch at home but before you could even mention it, you were bent over the desk.

“Just like that, you’re doing so good for me.” Kuroo praised you, grabbing a fist of your hair and pulling you close to him, back pressed against his chest as he kept fucking into you, your legs already feeling like jelly. “Tetsu I j-just came to bring you lunch.” you cried out, his grip on you being the only kind of support you had before your legs gave out. “In this honey? Knowing it’s my favorite.” Kuroo whispered into your ear, nibbling onto the skin behind it and making sure to leave his mark, the meeting becoming a long forgotten event for him.

BOKUTO KOUTARO — 𝐇𝐄’𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐀��𝐃 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔

“Baby… I’m so nervous.” Bokuto admitted, hovering over you and lining himself up with your entrance. “Relax Bo, I know you’ll do great.” you smiled lovingly at the man above you, his face flushed as he slowly pushed in, a broken groan leaving his lips as he got swallowed by your warmth, slightly relaxing at your touch.

“It’s just– I don’t know if I’ll do well.” Bokuto mumbled, thrusting into you at a sensual pace, his fingers intertwined with yours. “I know you will, you always do your best baby.” you reassured him, squeezing his hand gently while the other cupped his cheek, locking eyes with him, not being able to help the moans rolling off your lips.“Mhm– you’re always so sweet to me.” he murmured, sweetly kissing your hand and nuzzling his face into it after, picking up his pace as he watched your reactions, his cock twitching at the sight.

Being riled up before a match was nothing new for Bokuto, he was pumping with adrenaline and a wave of emotions, all of this becoming too overwhelming sometimes. That’s why he was so thankful to have you by his side every single time, you just knew how to comfort him in all types of ways, his favorite being comforted when he was buried deep inside of you. You just knew what to say and what to do, even when he was putting his heart out while fucking you, being at his most vulnerable state while being intimate with you. The way you kissed him, held him, sweetly told him reassuring words while moaning out his name, he couldn’t imagine nor wish it any other way, this was all Bokuto needed.

“You’re gonna cheer for me right?” Bokuto asked in between kisses, his hand gently rubbing your side as his tip massaged your sweet spot with every thrust, making you see stars and slowly lose yourself in pleasure. “Of course I will Bo, you’re the best, remember?” you praised him, closing the gap between you two with yet another kiss and pulling him as close as possible, slightly stretching his back from how deep he was fucking you. Maybe this was all Bokuto needed to be able to concentrate on his matches.

ATSUMU MIYA — 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐔𝐏 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐓

“Atsumu! You said it would be only a quick shower.” you gasp as he teases his hard on along your slit and pushes your back against the cold shower wall, the sensation from the temperature difference between the water and wall leaving you burning up with lust. “Easy pretty, I just wanna spend more time with you.” Atsumu taunted, teasing his tip at your entrance before sliding in, giving you a few seconds to adjust before starting to move.

“ ‘Sumu, your f-flight.” you reminded him, closing your eyes and slowly letting yourself get lost in pleasure, not actually caring enough about his flight to stop this and not give in. “I’ll catch the next one.” Atsumu shrugged, picking up his pace and placing kisses on your neck, making sure to leave marks for when he was gone. The water dripping onto your connected bodies only turning you on more, his hands traveling over your body and massaging your chest not helping one bit as you moaned out his name with every thrust. “That’s it pretty, you’re taking me so well.”

If there was one thing about Atsumu it’s that he could get rather selfish at times, especially at important moments like leaving home at time to catch a flight. Yet here he was, fucking you in the shower and both of you knew this wasn’t going to be just one round, it never was with Atsumu. Missing his flight wasn’t the most important part, it was his teammates waiting on the other side of the world, probably fed up with him because this isn’t the first time he pulled this, he was a little too carefree but that was also another reason why you loved him. Atsumu just had to come up with yet another excuse of why he missed his flight because he could not bluntly admit he just wanted to get his dick wet one last time before leaving for a while, though it isn’t something he didn’t do before.

“Just l-like that Tsumu.” you whined, your nails digging into his back as you stared at him dumbly, already drunk on his cock. “Oh yeah? What happened to me missing my flight?” Atsumu teased, fucking into you with deep yet desperate thrusts. “You wanna be fucked that bad?” he taunted you, knowing that he was no better than you, especially when he started it and he felt his orgasm building up. Maybe sex was the best when you had a flight to catch after all.

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loveephia · 1 year

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:¨ ·.· ¨: ハイキュー!! some HQ boys with a girlfriend that's the . . .

`· . ꔫ . . . complete opposite of their type. (atsumu and kuroo.)

a/n: i made up atsumu's type (basically m'just going off of saeko's appearance and personality. iykyk.) while kuroo's is canon.

⚠ warning/s: none.

ATSUMU MIYA

when you first heard that atsumu's type was an older girl with short hair and a rebellious personality, you got insecure quickly. you were the same age as him, your hair was definitely past the required length for it to be called "short", and you were literally the opposite of rebellious.

you stayed in school, obeyed your parents, refused to do anything even slightly against your morals, and you even ended up on the student council as a second year.

you were known as the virtuous and adorable secretary of inarizaki! how could anyone ever put your name and "rebellious" in the same sentence?

on the walk home with atsumu, you were gloomy about the dreadful topic all day because there were plenty of other girls that easily fit into the description of his type.

did he pity your confession?

atsumu noticed you being less responsive than usual, and he knew that something was up.

"hey, you okay, pretty?" he asked.

you sighed heavily, not wanting to talk about what's on your mind, especially with him. "i heard from osamu about your.. your type in girls."

atsumu raised a brow. "yeah? what about it?"

"i just.. why are you with me?" you started off strong, "i'm nowhere near your type. if anything, i'm literally the opposite."

atsumu blinks at you.

"what'd 'samu tell you?" he asks.

"that you liked older, short haired, rebellious girls?"

atsumu grits his teeth. that lying little pig.

he reassures you that you're exactly his type, and even if you weren't, he still believes that he'd fall for you over and over again.

KUROO TETSURŌ

you have short hair, and contrary to popular belief, kuroo likes girls with long hair, so needless to say that you got self-conscious.

you loved your short hair, but maybe kuroo would love you more if you grew it out.

so, by the next summer, you and kuroo are finally third years, and he sees your now beautifully long hair. it was practically shining under the warm sunlight.

"did you grow out your hair?" he asks, quite surprised, threading a small part of your hair with his long fingers. silky, he thinks. you hum, "just a bit. do you like it?" you ask, your tone full of hope.

"of course i do, kitten. but don't you like it short?"

"..yes, but—" kuroo's expression makes you stop talking. it's one of unhappiness.

"is this because yaku said that i had a type for girls with long hair?"

when you're unresponsive to the query, that only confirms kuroo's suspicion.

he sighs, "have you ever heard of the 'revisionist history'?" you shake your head.

"it occurs when people start dating somebody they like and their preferences change to match the traits of the person they're dating." kuroo smiles, tucking the small part of hair he was threading with earlier behind your ear. "so whatever you do with your hair, i'd most definitely still love you. you don't have to change yourself for me, or for anyone else for that matter."

his reassuring words were enough to make you tear up at that moment. it's nothing too life-changing, but it helped lift some of the heavy weight off your chest.

"wanna go on a date to the mall this weekend? i'll pay for your salon appointment." kuroo kindly offers, knowing how much you missed your short hair. you nod.

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what-the-dark-has-foretold · 1 year

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Tsumu who only got together with you to get in bed with you, but the moment your warmth envelops him he gets sooo pussy drunk, ready to pull out a ring then and there. Turns so whiny and begs you to let him cum and cum and cum inside. His eyes big with love when he finally pulls out and watched his cum ooze out of you pretty pussy 💕 swears he'll treat you so fucking well for all of your life 💕

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valeriwa · 10 months

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JEALOUS HAIKYUU BOYS

characters: suna rintaro, tsukishima kei, miya atsumu [gn!reader]

cw: fluff

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you hadn't noticed the growing pout on suna rintaro's face as you kept talking to your colleague. suna's narrowed eyes followed your every movement, and his eyes grew wide when your lips stretched into one of his favorite grins. that was it. suna sidled up next to you, a careless hand thrown over your shoulder as he stared down your colleague who grew uncomfortable with each passing moment. eventually, he ended up excusing himself and left. you turned to suna, an incredulous look in your eyes when you realized what he was doing. he just smiled; "jus' taking care of you."

you had to bite your lips to keep yourself from laughing. tsukishima kei was glaring daggers into your back as you conversed with the barista. you can't believe he was getting jealous. it was a once-in-a-lifetime thing, and you can't believe he was doing it for over a barista? the barista handed over the drinks to you but tsukishima scoffed and snatched it from him, leaving the cafe. you apologized on his behalf, but your eyes were smiling. you followed him out of the cafe, nudging him with your shoulder, a teasing smile on your face. he looked at you, giving you your drink before muttering "let's go to a different cafe next time."

your pleasant conversation had been interrupted with an obnoxiously loud snort, that seemed awfully familiar. you turned to see that it was in fact miya atsumu. he came up to you, looking at your conversation partner dead in the eye as he introduced himself as the world's best setter and your beloved. your eyes almost popped out of their sockets as you heard his pretentious introduction. blinking slowly, you heard the rest of it too; "don'tcha go thinking you've got a chance with 'em, okay?"

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onlylovingstrangers · 2 years

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BREAKING UP WITH ATSUMU

This was not how you'd pictured your vacation.

You stormed ruefully down the marble steps. Your footsteps echoed, and so did the sob that tore out of you as you whirled around, facing the man who so urgently shadowed you.

"I can explain," his eyes were wild, coiffed hair desperately messy, hands gesturing wildly. "Please. Please, I beg. Just— let me explain, okay baby? I'll get on my knees. Just hear me out, okay baby?"

Atsumu sure knows how to put on an act, you realized.

All this time, you'd known he was theatrical. You just hadn't expected his performance to be so good.

"You, you beg me?" The fresh wave of tears surging stung your skin, sensitive from the millions of tears you had already shed. "That might just be the most ridiculous thing you've said tonight."

You'd thought you were playing the role of a lover. You see now you've been given the role of a fool.

Three months ago, when Atsumu showed you the reservation he'd made — a five star resort, the most luxurious spa package available, private pool access, a whole suite for the two of you — you thought he was bringing you here to propose to you.

It had all checked out. You've been living together for a couple of years, he loved your family and they loved him, and — perhaps the most soul-baring of them all — you had just told him your deepest, darkest secret. I used to be cyber bullied, you told him, blushing because you didn't want him to think that something was wrong with you, like that anonymous bastard did.

I was bullied really badly.

So badly that you had stopped going to school for the rest of the year. So badly that for the rest of high school, you took online classes for a graduation certificate instead. So badly that you'd suffered so many violent panic attacks, anxiety attacks, and nightmares that you contemplated ending things.

The next day, Atsumu had surprised you with a large envelope in his hands.

So yeah, you thought he was about to propose. Not in a million years did you think Atsumu was bringing you here to confess all these years later that he had been the bully. The one who sent all things demeaning and hateful to your inbox, the one who humiliated you for the whole school to like and comment and retweet and reblog.

"I—"

"No," you spit. "You don't get to talk to me."

Your mother had cried on your behalf. Your father had gotten on his knees at the police station so they would pursue the case seriously.

"I just one thing to say," Atsumu says breathlessly. "I know I'm an absolute piece of shit. The worst. I can't even begin ta explain or make amends, ever. I know,..."

You'd prayed for revenge. And here, finally, the opportunity presented itself.

Fate took weird twists and turns, but in the end, you came out on top.

Because you knew his vulnerable spot. You knew Atsumu had a violent fear of being abandoned.

His mother had left when he was in junior high, leaving him and his brother to fend for themselves. His father was emotionally distant for most of his life. His brother had deserted their dream of pro-volleyball to become a chef, and though Atsumu spoke heartily of Miya Onigiri, you knew that deep down, the betrayal still stung.

You used to think that Atsumu's suffering was precocious, that his terror of being left behind was a sign of his humility. Now you thought it was simply a by product of being so wholly self-obsessed, of being dangerously self-entrenched.

"...just wanta let ya know. I love you. I can't undo the past—"

"That's right," you said coldly. "You can't undo the past, but I can fill in the future. I don't want to see you ever again."

Suddenly the air tore, sounding like a paper ripping in half.

Where the hell was this sound coming from? Atsumu felt like he couldn't breathe. He sunk to his knees, clutching his throat.

He looked up at you with wide eyes, clutching his throat. How could you be so composed when he was dying?

You stood still, wiping the last of your tears coolly. "Oh, you're fine," you told him. "You're only having a little panic attack. And you know what? You deserve it." You turned on your heel to leave.

"Wait!" Atsumu managed to rasp. "Wait!" He was crying, he realized. Salty tears dropped from the tip of his nose, leapt from the edge of his jawline. "Ya can be mad at me, ya can hate me, ya can want to kill me, but ya can't leave me! Ya can't not need me anymore! Ya can't go," his voice cracked.

You became a silhouette, then a speck, and then part of the horizon.

"She'll come back," he whispered to himself as a mantra. "She'll come back. She'll come back. She'll come back. She'll —" something was digging sharply into his backside. The pain managed to somewhat snap him out of his trance.

Atsumu pulled out a velvet box from his back pocket.

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bokutizer · 1 year

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miya atsumu loves you. he loves you aggressively. he loves you brotherly. he loves you so much, it hurts. literally. in other words, he tends to love you the same way he loves his twin brother.

yet, what this huge ape often forgets is that you don’t have his brother’s stature nor his pain tolerance. he means no harm. he swears! he just can’t control himself around you, and neither can he control his own strength, both leading to a few bruises along your arms or a bump on your head every once in a while. (did I mention that he means no harm?) the worst is, even when he accidentally gets a lil' too rough with you, his first reaction is to laugh. like, he'll legit make fun of you.

except he realizes you've gone quiet. too quiet. why aren’t you trying to hit him back? kick him? yell at him? "baby? hey-" it’s in these moments that he wishes your kicks would have the same strength and brutality as 'samu's because, goddamn, he hates being the cause behind those pretty teary eyes. "what-what’s wrong?"

"that hurt, you idiot." you frown at him, your hand pressed against the pulsing pain on the back of your head after your little playful wrestling session ended up with you hitting your head against the headboard of your bed. "shit, 'm sorry. let me see." of course there’s neither blood nor any open wound, yet that’s not a reason for atsumu to be any less dramatic.

"c'mere, let me kiss it better." he pouts at you, his hands holding you with gentleness as he tenderly caresses your head. his kisses feel featherlight as you feel them travel from the back of your head to your face, their warmth seeping into your skin and soothing the dull pain as if they were advil. "'m so, so sorry, princess. won't happen again."

it will, you want to say. but you don’t. because you love miya atsumu. so much. you love they way he is, you love the way he loves.

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treasuringizu · 1 year

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"𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐘𝗼𝐮 𝐒𝐚𝐲?"

⤷ atsumu x reader | mutual pining | 0.9k words |

“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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lowkeyremi · 2 months

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LITTLE THINGS HE DOES atsumu x fem!reader

note: my tsumu fever is coming back jeez

content: fluff, established relationship, hcs + drabbles (divider)

Boyfriend!Atsumu who feels like he's coming on too strong in the beginning of your relationship.

"Shit, 'Samu. I don't know what to do, I wanna ask her to stay the night but that might be too much, right?" Osamu, who has heard his brother complain a million times just sighs, "Just ask her ya bonehead. Ya'll never know unless ya ask." Atsumu groans, throwing a tantrum in his apartment because he's unsure of what to do.

Boyfriend!Atsumu would pretend he didn't know you in public to save himself from being teased by others. (it's what he did in his last couple of relationships)

"Hey, 'Tsumu. We still on for dinner at your brother's?" You'd ask, looking super pretty in that hoodie he bought for you. "What..? Do I er- know ya?" His friends all start laughing, which was embarrassing to say the least. When he called you to apologize you blew him off with, "Do I know you?" (Dw! he never did that again. It might've been alright with his past gfs but not with you.)

Boyfriend!Atsumu who absolutely LOVES buying you stuff. There doesn't have to be a reason, he just likes spending his money on you.

Your legs were in his lap while he unconsciously massaged your feet. You're working on a paper that's due in a few days and Atsumu out of boredom watches you type whatever you're talking about in your paper. He thinks it's cute, everything you do is cute.

"How long have you had that thing for?" It takes you a second to realize he's talking about the laptop you saved up to buy for yourself, senior year of high school.

"Hmm, I've had it since senior year of high school so maybe 3 or 4 years?" He hums in delight at your response, "Let me buy ya a new one baby, it'll be better than that old thing."

"A four year computer is fairly young and I worked hard to buy this one! Don't shame my baby." It's adorable how offended you get unintentionally. "Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee."

Two days later your friend is commenting on your new laptop during a lecture.

Boyfriend!Atsumu steals kisses ALL the time. He loves you so so so much! If you say no to kisses he'll get one anyway.

Atsumu's hands are wrapped around your waist, his front meets your back. "Atsu, I already told you when I finish cooking you can kiss me all you want. I don't want either of us to get hurt." Did I mention you're cutting up veggies?

A guttural whine leaves his throat. You can feel the vibrations of it on your back. "Atsumu."

Before you can even process what happens, Atsumu quickly pecks your cheek. It's not your lips like he wanted but it will do for now.

Boyfriend!Atsumu who loves talking about how big and strong he is (to make you swoon of course).

"Hey babe, just got back from the gym, notice anything different?" Nothing particularly looks different about him, but you risk him pouting if you say the wrong thing.

"I don't know, Tsum Tsum. Tell me." His frown is almost immediate. He looks like a kicked puppy and honestly you don't feel too bad. He's likely exaggerating as per usual.

"I worked on my legs today for ya. Know you love my thighs." His thighs look the exact same as they had when he left for the gym but you don't tell him that because he'd get whiny.

"Look at you, gosh you're built." Hopefully it doesn't sound too fake and he buys it.

"Ya think so?" He says with a chuckle. Checkmate.

Boyfriend!Atsumu who steals your t-shirts and underwear because "ya steal my stuff why can't i steal yers?" and "it's for me to smell when i miss ya."

"Atsumu.. where is my favorite t-shirt!?" Your favorite (singer/band) is doing a meet and greet today and you wanted to show your love by wearing their merch, which you can't seem to find.

"I dunno baby, s'probably at my place. S'the one ya wear all the time so it smells like ya the most." He shrugs as if this were not that big of a deal.

"Tsumu! Go get it!!! I'm going to that meet and greet I was telling you about today!"

Husband!Atsumu who LOVES to tell people how you two got married.

"Yeah, and I got down on one knee for her and she was like 'Tsumu is this a prank?' she was leanin' back too far into the fountain she was sittin' on and fell in!" Bokuto absolutely looses his shit. He doubled over laughing, alongside Hinata.

"It's not that funny." You grumble, sitting next to Atsumu's best friend teammate, Sakusa.

"He tells that story to those two anytime he gets the chance too. I'm surprised they still find it funny after the 1 millionth time hearing it." Sakusa agrees, his arms folded up and his eyebrows furrowed. You're sure he's scowling under the mask.

"Yeah, welp. That's my husband I suppose."

"He sure is." Sakusa implies the way Atsumu is always talking about you.

"Well my wife.."

"Let me see if my wife wants to come."

"I'm heading home! Gotta go see my wife!"

"Now if it were me and my wife.."

(WE GET IT YOU LOVE HER!!!!!)

note: just a little something to feed y'all until i finish my gojo project. love you guys XOXO (XO until we OD)

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