#miya atsumu

[saintsole]

OHH-

accidentally fucking Osamu AND THEN atsumu a couple weeks later because you thought they were the same guy

[cherrysurf]

MSBY 4 still trying to take care of you even after you ended things.

contains: fluff, ex’s, like a tad bit of angst, them not backing down pt.2

hinata shoyo tag; @dearru

pt.2???

[dfsdgaefh]

cultural fest day at inarizaki

[imcanreadmindsnocap]

sometimes i like to read x male readers (because they don’t usually follow the same trope/ plot) and why do they also have short male y/n???? i can’t even escape the short y/n when y/n is a male bc they just make him a short king😭 tall ppl rise up 🙏💔

[piftamere]

nineteen - ok rude

fun facts

yn blocked everyone on her priv

she can’t go back to her studio, too many memories related to atsumu. that's also why she's ignoring her professor.

kageyama was worried yn would get mad at him, but now he’s even more worried that she’s not

atsumu, bokuto, hinata and sakusa are hanging out to cheer tsumu and hinata, but it's not really working.

yn's been avoiding the coffee shop noya works at on purpose

yn and sakusa talked really quickly, about mundane stuff mostly, like practice and finals.

when sakusa came back they were all staring into the distance in silence.

yn's starting to wonder if she really looks that bad. her diet of taiyaki and alcohol is probably starting to have consequences.

atsumu telling yn he fell behind because he was worried about her really made her not want to be a burden anymore.

author's note

i wrote this when i should've been studying. we're so back❗❗

play dumb! - next

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[catladykt13]

[icaimess]

painter / muse

[incorrect-sakuatsu]

[Shortly after Atsumu’s birthday]

Atsumu: *says something*

Sakusa: Oh wow, I hope I can be as wise as you when I get to your age!

Atsumu:

Atsumu: now listen here you little-

[lovestarzzz]

NICE KILL TANAKA‼️

[soukokuchild]

Atsumu: sugar dissolves into water so please don't walk in the rain or I might lose a sweetie like you

Kiyoomi:

Kiyoomi: this time I'm killing you for real.

[once again the team had to physically stop him]

[zentriii]

married older sakuatsu (early 40s) who work in the same office (different departments) and atsumu’s new assistant hinata (30) hits it off w him so much people think they’re the ones in a relationship :3

(here’s how the polycule can win)

[gumims]

from rivalry to romance | ch3: late night confessions

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the room was eerily quiet, save for the faint sound of rain tapping against the windows. you stared at the flashlight on your phone, propped up in the middle of the room like some makeshift campfire.

the power had been out for nearly an hour now, and honestly, you were ready to strangle the blonde sitting across from you.

“can ya believe this?” atsumu grumbled, tossing a bag of chips onto the floor between you. “stuck in the dark with no wifi? what kinda nightmare is this?”

you rolled your eyes, snatching the bag from him. “maybe if you spent less time on your phone and more time preparing for things like, i don’t know, blackouts, you wouldn’t be whining right now.”

“excuse me, miss perfect planner,” he shot back, leaning back on his hands. “some of us have lives outside of bein’ prepared for the end of the world.”

“lives? you mean volleyball?”

“hey!” he pointed at you, mock-offended. “volleyball is life.”

you sighed dramatically, pulling the bag open and grabbing a handful of chips. “whatever you say, miya.”

a few moments passed in relative silence, broken only by the occasional crunch of chips and atsumu’s exaggerated sighs.

“this is so borin’,” he finally said, lying back on the floor and staring at the ceiling. “let’s do somethin’.”

“like what?” you asked, raising an eyebrow. “we can’t exactly go anywhere, genius.”

“i dunno,” he said, propping himself up on one elbow. “talk or somethin’.”

“talk?”

“yeah, like… y’know, share secrets or whatever people do when there’s no power.”

you stared at him, debating whether it was worth engaging. but honestly, what else was there to do?

“fine,” you said, sitting up straighter. “you go first.”

he grinned, clearly pleased with himself. “alright. uh… i dunno. did ya know i’m a twin?”

you blinked at him. “seriously? that’s your big secret? everyone knows that, atsumu.”

“okay, smartass, your turn,” he shot back, crossing his arms.

you hesitated, glancing at the flashlight. “i… hate public speaking,” you said finally.

he frowned. “that’s not a secret, either. yer voice shakes like a leaf anytime ya have to talk in front of the team.”

heat rose to your cheeks. “okay, then what do you want me to say?”

“somethin’ real,” he said, leaning forward. “like… why’d ya even become the manager in the first place?”

you froze. that was a question you hadn’t expected.

“i—” you started, then stopped, picking at a thread on your shirt. “i guess… i wanted to be part of something, y’know? i’ve always felt kinda… out of place. like i didn’t really belong anywhere.”

atsumu’s teasing expression softened, his brows knitting together. “huh. i didn’t know that.”

“well, now you do,” you said quickly, trying to brush it off. “your turn.”

he was quiet for a moment, staring at the flashlight.

“sometimes… i wonder if people actually like me, or if they just tolerate me,” he muttered, barely loud enough for you to hear.

your heart twisted at his words. you’d never seen him like this before—vulnerable, honest.

“atsumu…” you said softly, unsure of what to say.

he looked up at you, offering a small, sad smile. “don’t tell anyone, alright? gotta keep my rep as the cocky bastard intact.”

you couldn’t help but laugh a little, the tension easing. “your secret’s safe with me, miya.”

for the first time since the power went out, the room didn’t feel quite so dark.

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[iraskts]

sakuatsu beach date !!! 😚

[mizzfizz]

atsumu kisses your moles miya!! he is super in love with them. he loves kissing them everywhere and anywhere!! kisses them when your chilling, when your changing, when your cooking, when your out, during sex, he kisses them whenever he sees them. it's part of his love language!!

[nkogneatho]

do not kiss atsumu for longer than 3 seconds if you don't want to end up dry humping against his boner.