12 Works by vmous
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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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When Oikawa and Iwaizumi - begrudgingly and empathetically, respectively - invited him to tag along to their romantic ski trip post getting fired (again), he didn't expect to end up being sled down the mountain in a damn-near body bag.
But he wasn't complaining.
Day 1: Wounded/Wound Tending
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The volleyball world is small, and the lesbian world is even smaller.
In the web of the dyke bar ecosystem, the more you move, the more you get stuck in the tongue twister of sexual, romantic, and platonic relationships.
It's hard to draw the lines when you're all tangled up.
Part 2 out now! :-)
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- Part 1 of J and Val's Haikyuuri
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Fuck his phone, he wanted his boyfriend wrecking his ass in the woods like a wild animal.
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- Part 1 of Vmous' Kinktober 2025
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He wished he could continue denying his attraction to Osamu, but unfortunately, his carbon copy was a whore with a serious case of oral fixation, a huge (bruised) ego, and the single worst person Rintarou could choose to make out with in (front of) Osamu's eyes.
Rintarou never claimed to have any dignity to uphold. So here he was, letting Atsumu grip onto the front of his shirt a little desperately as he tried to prove himself.
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Sakusa Kiyoomi was no pillow princess, but she had no problem being the one on her back either.
Given that whoever was to top her had successfully met her numerous conditions (physical, interpersonal, hygienic and, honestly, vibrational), Kiyoomi would even say she preferred being the one doted on. Motoya insisted that was one of the many lingering side effects of being the youngest child, but that was neither here nor there.
There comes a time in a women-loving woman's life, however, when the desire to get stuff done to you is overruled by the urge to absolutely wreck someone else instead.
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“Yer mama ever teach ya it's creepy to stare?” The brunette stood at the other side of the alley with her hands on her hips, frowning at him.
It wasn’t the first time he’d seen her. Suna took smoke breaks religiously, and every once in a while, he was lucky enough to see the hottie who lived in the apartment complex next to the konbini he (barely) worked at. And every once in a while, it was her turn – not her twin sister, who had twice the shitty attitude and half the tits – to throw the trash out. Lucky him.
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Kiyoomi had brought Atsumu to countless family events. He’d seen the way the blond was with kids, good and patient in a way he was never able to be. Lately, he’d been imagining what that would be like.
So, if the thought of Atsumu getting him pregnant made him wet, could you really blame him?
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- Part 1 of Double Babytrap