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- Haikyuu!! (12)
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Tooru couldn't help but feel guilty about overhearing, but in her defense, her roommate kind of made it hard not to. The grunts and curses were barely muffled by the wall between them, giving Tooru all sorts of ideas about what Hajime was doing to herself past the locked door. She cursed under her breath, squeezing her eyes hard and leaning onto the kitchen counter to take a grounding breath through the nose- only to run straight into part two of the problem: the house was dripping in the scent of heat.
"Dammit, Iwa-chan," she whined under her breath when she felt her alpha stir in response.
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If Atsumu were being honest, she hadn't thought the arrangement between herself, Kiyoomi, as well as Iwaizumi and Oikawa would last long enough for a second round. Oikawa was as defensive over Iwaizumi as a mama bear was with a cub, and Iwaizumi seemed to get complete and total satisfaction from being in a stupidly sappy and pure relationship with her. Meanwhile, Kiyoomi — for lack of better words — was a tough pill to swallow, with her sharp wit and penchant for demanding a hell of a lot from her sexual partners.
And yet, here they were again.
Sometimes, stuck is exactly where you wanna be.
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- Part 3 of J and Val's Haikyuuri
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Iwaizumi was hiding something, and Atsumu had an inkling of what it could be.
"Say, Tooru-chan," she smirked at the woman in question, who had missed the whole interaction in favor of scrolling on her phone. "Ya ever notice Iwaizumi cramps a lot doing core stuff?"
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- Part 2 of J and Val's Haikyuuri
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my contribution to the 2026 Atsuomi Exchange <3
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Sakusa Kiyoomi was a man of few words.
“You’re rushing,” He said, looking Atsumu dead in the eyes. The room was silent for a moment, broken by Suna’s snort. Osamu cursed under his breath and let his forehead drop to the keyboard, making a jarring sound as several keys were pressed at once.
Atsumu seemed not to register the words at first. He looked up from his seat behind his drums, cymbal still pinched between his fingers after Sakusa abruptly interrupted their playing. They had barely started.
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Unfinished but there’s already about 60k written :-)
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They’re fifteen. Osamu wants to come out. Atsumu says, not on my watch.
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- Part 12 of agnōscō: to claim | an anthology (2020)
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27 May 2026
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His beautiful, pouty upper lip curls up into a snarl. “What is wrong with you?” Atsumu is so strongly overwhelmed by the urge to kiss him that he almost misses the muttering under his breath. “All the prey in this stupid dungeon and I get stuck with the one with a fetish for monsters.”
In Atsumu’s defence, whoever developed this dungeon somehow designed this one mythical being nailing every single attribute on the check-list for the partner of his ultimate wet dreams. And he's really just a man.
“Don’t think it can be called a fetish if you're the only monster I’ve ever wanted a piece of,” Atsumu jumps in, justifying himself with full seriousness. “Anyone would. Look at ya.”
The fantasy AU where Kiyoomi’s a man-killing mermaid, and Atsumu really, really lacks a sense of self-preservation.
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06 Mar 2026
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One thing he finds pretty consistently attractive, though, is suits. He’d like to think this hasn’t developed since Matsukawa started wearing them to work, but he’s also honest with himself on rare occasions, even if he doesn’t examine the thought process too closely. There’s a decent amount of dudes wearing suits jacking off on the Internet, and he’s doing his normal search when he comes across a video he’s never seen before.
And so he clicks on it.
“Hello, darling,” says the guy in the video, and holy shit.
Hanamaki would know that voice anywhere.
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28 Feb 2026
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“M’not late, Omi, I was just makin’ myself pretty for ya.” Atsumu stepped around in front of him, sliding smoothly into the older man’s lap and wrapping his arms around Sakusa’s neck.
He did look pretty, but Sakusa didn’t want to give him the satisfaction. “Pretty?” Sakusa hummed as if he was considering it. “I think you look a bit more like a cheap whore than usual.”OR: Mafia!Sakusa Kiyoomi has his way with a certain loud-mouthed, bratty slut named Miya Atsumu. | MIND THE TAGS
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02 Feb 2026
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“I can’t tell if this is extremely weird or extremely sweet.” Komori hums, “I think it’s maybe kind of both.”
“It’s not weird,” Kiyoomi says sternly, “Fans do this all the time.”
“Yeah but you’re not ‘fans’,” Komori tilts his head to the side as he watches him, “You’re Sakusa Kiyoomi. You were on the cover of volleyball monthly. Every time you see Miya in person you pretend to forget his name but now you’re wearing his merch”
When an old photo resurfaces with damning evidence of his infatuation with a certain setter, Kiyoomi makes a new ally, creates a series of misunderstandings, traumatizes half the team, and still somehow gets the guy.
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- Part 3 of Fan Behavior
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18 Jan 2026