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There aren’t enough words in the universe for how thankful and happy I am that I got to see STARISH live twice. From the upper stands to the lower stands, I was so close to them. Thank you for everything STARISH. ほんとうにありがとうございます! 💖✨🎊👑 #うたプリST #うたぷり
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SakuAtsu | Getting together | Accidental confession
Here’s the 200 follower special that you all voted for!! I hope you enjoy my first threadfic! This will also be posted onto AO3! Thank you to all who have followed me and those who voted in the poll!
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Writing SakuAtsu is constantly going back to replace all the "Atsumu"s into "Miya"s because it's too early.
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Y’ALL THIS MOVING IS COMING OUT SOON
This is in Ebisu!!! Super central! And it’s huge!!!
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Atsumu is breathless as he whispers, “Let’s continue this at my place.”
“That’s the smartest thing you’ve said all night.”
/// END
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@akiangeles
Ngl that seems to be the gold standard with Japanese men 😭😭😭 in my experience ,,, they’re trash.
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Skts Established Relationship | Fluff&Hurt/Comfort | CW: airplanes | Written for
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Happy birthday Danny!!! Sorry this is super late!! I hope you enjoy it and hopefully it makes you smile!!
“Take a deep breath,” says Kiyoomi with a fond smile, “You’ll be alright.”
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What part of Omi's body does Atsumu love to kiss the most? Is it his glorious hands that produce that deadly spin? Or the moles on his forehead? Or his muscular yet slender thighs? Or his pale collarbones that look beautiful when they're flushed pink and covered in bite marks?
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Atsumu takes a step to his right and braces his knees as he jumps for the set. He meets Romero’s eyes across the net as he twists his body and sets the ball to the opposite end of the court where Sakusa is mid-jump and eyeing him for the spike.
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This time, Sakusa responds with a small smirk of his own as he heads back to the serve line for the fourth time in a row. Atsumu trips on his way back to his position on the court.
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Sakusa frowns at the question, “Atsumu, have I not made myself abundantly clear already?”
Atsumu chuckles nervously, “I dunno Omi, yer a pretty cryptic guy, y’know?”
Sakusa rolls his eyes, “Kiss me.”
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Who in SakuAtsu asks their other half to kiss their paper cuts better and why is it Miya Atsumu with tears in his eyes and the cutest pout ever?
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Atsumu moves back into his place as Sakusa walks next to him towards the serving line. They both nod at each other and Atsumu can’t help but marvel at the way the gleam of the sweat on Sakusa’s body looks. “Nice spike,” he comments, he can’t help himself.
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MORE DETAILS BELOW
I have 2 spare copies of TGCF 4 in unread/like new condition after my pre orders arrived. I don’t need extras so I’d like to offer those who don’t have them the chance!
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He blinks.
“Earth to Atsumu?”
Atsumu. Sakusa called him by his name.
He swallows the saliva that had gathered in his mouth in his nerves and does his best to look Sakusa in the eyes, “Omi, am I gettin’ this right? Ya don’t hate me?”
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The kiss starts out chaste as they both test each other’s boundaries with a searching gaze, as if asking permission for more. Sakusa is the one that pulls them back together as he licks into Atsumu’s mouth with a passion that Atsumu had only ever seen on the volleyball court.
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“Gee, any faster and ya might be a contestant for the 100 metre sprint at the Olympics instead of volleyball,” Osamu comments drily with a roll of his eyes.
Atsumu responds with a scoff, “All I need is an Omi-glare from behind and I’ll get the gold, don’t worry ‘Samu.”
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“Miya. What was that about?” He deadpans.
Atsumu grimaces, “No idea Omi! Night!”
Sakusa doesn’t let him off the hook and grabs his shirt, preventing him from running away, and steps closer to him. “Tell me. What did Miya-san mean by that?”
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Atsumu allows himself to admire the flick of Sakusa’s wrist as he slams the ball into the Adlers’ court with that deadly spin that he’s known for. His eyes stray from Sakusa’s wrist as the referee blows the whistle. He watches the sweat bead and drop from Sakusa’s temple.
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There’s something special about borrowing Sakusa Kiyoomi’s socks that makes Atsumu’s gut churn with a yearning that he feels too often when he’s around the spiker.
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The journalists always address Meian first in the post-game interviews, this interview is no different.
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Atsumu widens his eyes and he feels his skin break out in cold sweat at the uncomfortable situation. “Oh my god Omi, don’t make a guy suffer like this! Just let me down gently, I beg ya!”
Sakusa scoffs, “And why would I reject you?”
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He smirks as his body falls into muscle memory and prepares to send the ball over to him in the way that he knows Sakusa prefers. They’ve never once exchanged a single word over it — they both just know that this is the best way for them.
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He watches Sakusa take a few heaving breaths, the black compression shirt under his team shirt is already soaked with sweat. Atsumu tears his gaze from Sakusa after a few seconds, clears his throat and mutters the same praise as before.
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“Nice set,” mumbles Kageyama beside Romero with a brief nod before they move to stand back in their rotational positions.
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Atsumu tears them apart, saliva briefly linking their mouths. They’re both flushed a deep pink, their lips a carnation red with a shiny trail of kisses all along Sakusa’s jawline.
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He throws a smirk as he lands at the same time as Romero and the ball smacks the floor on the Adlers’ side of the court.
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Atsumu blinks and then blinks again. He silently praises the gods that carved Sakusa Kiyoomi into marble, breathed life into him, and somehow threw him at his lap for his taking.
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“I lend you my clothes and this is how you thank me?” Sakusa scoffs, “Remind me not to do anything nice for you again.”
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-to eventually meet the floor. If anyone were to tell Atsumu that the gods had carved Sakusa Kiyoomi from marble themselves he would’ve believed them at that moment.
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Bokuto buys an English High Tea experience for Atsumu’s birthday one year and Omi goes with him and is absolutely horrified by Atsumu’s taste in high tea.
Atsumu ignores the cucumber sandwiches and cheese scones and heads straight for the chocolate scones with chocolate chips.
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Osamu smirks and crosses his arms, “He likes ya. He’s obsessed with ya. He was probably starin’ at ya during the inte—” Osamu doesn’t get a chance to finish his sentence as Atsumu punches him in the gut, forcing Osamu to bend over clutching his stomach. “Ya bastard!!” He growls.
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The ball flies in the air and Sakusa is ready for it, not bothering to second-guess the trajectory or even to glance at Atsumu because he knows, and at this point it’s muscle memory for Sakusa too, that the ball will end up exactly where he needs it to be.
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The game ends in a victory for the Jackals and the team whoops and cheers loudly as they enter the locker room to change and shower. Sakusa is the most quiet, as usual, and chooses to head straight into the shower before anyone else can contaminate it.
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Suna’s laugh is the stone that breaks the surface tension. He laughs heartily, clutching his stomach. Sakusa is the first to react, “What’s so fucking funny?”
Osamu points a finger in Atsumu’s direction, “This asshole is an idiot so don’t worry too much, Sakusa.”
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He attempts to get their attention with the raise of his brows but to no avail — Hinata is focused almost entirely on tying and retying the laces of his trainers and Thomas must have rearranged his duffle bag at least twice by the time that Atsumu sits down on one of the benches-
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The reporter nods and his teammates turn back to the front, all except Sakusa who keeps his eyes trained on him for the rest of the interview.
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He doesn’t bother holding back the small smile at Sakusa’s shrug in response.
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Atsumu flails in his panic, the apology is stuck in his throat at the sight of Sakusa’s furrowed brow and the tiniest glint of disappointment in his eyes. Osamu slaps his back as an attempt to get him to focus.
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He attempts to school his face into a mask of indifference but he knows it’s pointless when they’re less than a step away from each other. “I don’t know what to tell ya, Omi. He kinda said it all, y’know?”
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Atsumu reaches under Sakusa’s track jacket, feeling for bare skin that’s quickly becoming heated as Sakusa’s hands wander dangerously south. Sakusa swallows Atsumu’s moans when he palms Atsumu’s ass through the fabric of his sweatpants.
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Atsumu bites his lip in an attempt to focus on anything but Sakusa’s eyes turning to face him, “I can’t wait to go home and see my ma,” and it’s the truth. The dishonest part is that he’s only going home to see his mother to avoid thinking too hard about one black-haired spiker.
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Atsumu freezes as he is forced to come to terms with two things in the space of a millisecond.
One. Sakusa understood the entire time what they were talking about and was playing some kind of game with him — the annoying bast—
Two. Sakusa Kiyoomi didn’t want to reject him.
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Atsumu is interrupted by Suna’s tutting, “Can’t even make use of the moment. Let’s go, Osamu.” He makes a point of dragging Osamu out by his shirt and Atsumu attempts to follow them but freezes when he feels Sakusa’s hand wrap around his wrist again.
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He holds his hands behind his head when he hears the rhythmic bouncing of the ball as Sakusa psyches himself up to serve again. His body reacts before his mind and before he knows it Hinata has received Ushijima’s spike perfectly and it’s hurtling towards him.
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Sakusa doesn’t let the moment fade, however. He furrows his brows even further and pulls down his mask to expose his downturned lips. “What do you mean?”
“Omi! Ignore him!”
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The water cascades on the back of his neck immediately and Atsumu is relieved by the coldness which momentarily blocks the thought of Sakusa’s nudity just a few metres away.
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On his right is Sakusa stepping into his jump with his arms held behind his back for counterbalance. Atsumu can hear Hinata calling out behind him and he knows he’ll end up setting to Sakusa now that the court is covered in case of a block.
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Osamu punches Atsumu lightly in his shoulder, “Yeah, what was tha’ about?”
Atsumu winces, “Ya can blame that on Omi. Fucking bastard gave me his socks like a freak and I can’t get it out of my mind!”
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Hinata and Bokuto laugh as loud as humans can physically get and Atsumu swears the lockers vibrate as they continue to guffaw at the expense of Barnes.
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Sakusa purses his lips in thought and his brow remains furrowed. “So you don’t think I’m a freak?”
Atsumu laughs, “No, Omi. That… I wasn’t bein’ entirely honest, ‘kay?”
“Okay. So what did you mean?”
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Atsumu freezes and he briefly wishes for an asteroid to hit the earth to spare him from this misery as he realises he may have just lost the slightest sliver of a chance he ever had at being loved by Sakusa Kiyoomi. He decides to laugh it off, “Just jokin’ around, Omi!
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The flow of water quickly warms up, leaving his skin flushed and the steam rising around him as he scrubs his body of the sweat of the game. He remains quiet as the others pile into the shower room, voices echoing as they laugh and plan tonight’s outing.
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Bokuto takes the shower next to him and discusses which choice of bar to frequent tonight for the celebration as he scrubs a neon yellow loofah (which may or may not have previously been Sakusa’s but stolen at the last game) around his chest.
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He spots the sliver of a neon yellow backpack and smirks before turning back towards the two brothers. “You looked like a dunce back there all spaced out, what was that about?” He asks.
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After the interview ends, Atsumu is the first one to run out of the room and towards the exit where he knows his brother and his boyfriend are waiting for him.
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@C4Press
How about maybe not exposing celebrities to fanfics about them? Not only is that extremely uncomfortable for them but also the writers. Those fanfics weren’t written with the intent of being read by the real people. So can we please not do this?
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Sakusa frowns in confusion, “What’s that supposed to mean?”
Atsumu covers his face with his hands in embarrassment.
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Atsumu nods and tries his best to give his usual toothy grin as a reassurance, “All good in the hood, cap’n.”
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Atsumu had been suspicious on whether the extra effort would have any payoff but Sakusa had been right — it really did keep his bag free of dirt for much longer.
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He hears Sakusa sigh faintly before he lifts himself from the yoga mat and reaches into his own backpack. Atsumu barely registers movement until something soft lands in front of him on the floor.
Sakusa tuts, “There, no excuse now.”
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His feet are remarkably comfortable in the borrowed socks — he silently thanks Sakusa for his love of 100% cotton natural-dye socks.
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When Atsumu eventually leaves the wetroom he stumbles into the half empty locker room, body flushed red from the steam, he is met by an awkward silence by the few members of the team that have remained.
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He begins undressing, throwing his game shirt into the communal laundry basket before grabbing his towel and walking into the shower. Atsumu keeps his gaze focused on the grout of the tiles beneath his feet as he twists the faucet to switch on the shower.
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Today is his lucky day if the amount of gratuitous touches from Sakusa are anything to go by.
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Meian answers diplomatically as always, “I think I speak for everyone involved when I say how proud I am that we won tonight. Our team played really well and I’m very privileged to be around such amazing athletes.”
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Atsumu quietly removes his shoes and carefully packs them into his duffel bag, taking care to wrap them in a plastic bag as Sakusa had shown him when he first joined the team.
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He smirks and reaches to run his hands through the curls he has dreamt of for the last two years of his professional volleyball career as he pulls their faces together.
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Atsumu jolts when someone taps his shoulder from behind and he turns around — it’s Meian with a towel draped across his shoulders.
“Y’alright? You seem kinda quiet,” Meian asks with a lifted brow.
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Sakusa’s hair is damp from the steam of the shower —he never washes his hair in the team’s wet room, choosing to wash it at home instead — and Atsumu can’t help but watch as a few stray drops fall from the tips of the curls and onto his bare shoulders, sliding down his pale body-
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Atsumu joins in with a few of the towel flicks aimed at Barnes who missed three serves in a row.
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It’s Sakusa with a clear scowl visible through his face mask. “Is that any way to talk about your teammate, Miya?”
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“—tsumu? Miya-senshu?” He’s forced to return to his Sakusa-less reality by the reporter repeating his name, a confused look on his face. Atsumu looks around quickly in embarrassment at being caught unaware.
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It’s perfectly styled as usual, although there’s some clear frizz from the steam earlier. Atsumu is suddenly struck by the desire to run his hand through the ringlets — to watch them unravel as he runs his fingers forcefully through them and ruins them in haste.
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He takes a moment to assess the court — Bokuto is on the left side of the court directly opposite Hoshiumi who stands braced for a block.
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He looks ethereal, an incredibly faint blush is barely visible at the nape of his neck — presumably from the hot shower. Sakusa changes position in his stretch routine and his body turns to face Atsumu who is clearly and unabashedly staring.
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The journalist nods as she hurriedly scribbles some notes into a small notepad. The journalist next to her begins the next question and Atsumu tunes out once again as he becomes distracted by the glint of the white LED lights on Sakusa’s jet-black hair.
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“Sorry, this’ll be quick. You must be exhausted, Miya-senshu. I just wanted to ask — what are you looking forward to after the end of the season?” The reporter asks quietly with a sense of respect and the slight bow of his head.
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It doesn’t work and he coughs and splutters in reaction, making Sakusa grimace and take a step back. The distance between them is suddenly too much for Atsumu who can feel tears gathering in his eyes.
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“Are you really going to wear the same socks you wore for the warm-up? Disgusting.” Sakusa mutters.
Atsumu freezes as he swallows the shame — he had grabbed the wrong pair of socks in his hurry to dress. He coughs, “I forgot to bring another pair.”
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Osamu laughs, “Bet ya he’s washed that with so much bleach tha’ it barely has any Sakusa-germs!”
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He thinks of how it would feel to pull on the curls as Sakusa’s slender hands wrap around Atsumu’s neck.
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Atsumu is miles away, choosing to focus on the soap suds that cover his body as the team around him washes up and leaves the shower room.
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Atsumu grimaces and he feels the goosebumps rise on his skin from the feeling of Sakusa’s exhale on his face.
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Atsumu shakes his head and Suna opens his mouth to egg them on before he hears the squeak of gym shoes behind him again, this time closer. They all turn to face the sound.
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Osamu laughs and they hug before they start walking towards the exit. There’s a quiet shuffling noise and the squeak of gym shoes from behind a wall and Suna turns to investigate.
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He doesn’t realise everyone is gone until the echo of the water splashing on the tiles beneath his feet is the only sound he can hear in the near-silent wetroom.
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Meian seems satisfied with his answer and nods before walking out of the shower.
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“How do you think the team performed today?” One of them asks, Atsumu has become blind to their faces over time. He sits on one of the stools at the back of the room, his legs dangle as he stares at the threads of his hoodie.
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-to begin redressing. They all shuffle out after Atsumu clears his throat and only Sakusa remains as he finishes his stretching routine on a yoga mat just a few metres from where Atsumu is sitting.
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See ya!” He makes to turn back towards the exit when he feels a hand wrap around his wrist and sharply pull him back.
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Atsumu hurriedly snaps his head to stare at his feet as he grabs a pair of socks from his duffle bag.
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There’s absolutely nothing wrong with shipping FICTIONAL CHARACTERS together. Grow a fucking pair. They’re not real people. This isn’t a kpop fanfic ffs. There are worse things out there to cancel someone for. Ffs. Idc if I get somewhat cancelled for this opinion 🤷🏻♀️
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I tried to include as much as I could! Unfortunately I couldn’t find an opportunity to involve AtsuOi bffs in some way but next time!! Enjoy!!
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Today was absolutely incredible and I feel so so so lucky to have the chance to see Starish live not once but twice. It was my dream when I was 13/14 to see them live… and more than 10 years later - it came true!! Thank you all who helped me and THANK YOU STARISH!
#utapri
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@amburritoart
And they don’t even participate in hype or servers… I don’t get why they’re even here tbh. It feels like they’re more destructive than the average user.
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@kissomiass
Have to admit this is something I can't do with anyone because I cannot stop thinking about poop particles in the air LMAO
I screamed at my mother for flushing with the toilet seat up so.... I am paranoid about poop particles ok???
Kudos to Omi for being able to stand it tbh
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Utapri Moonshine Day 2 : finished!
I wore my favourite yukata today! I was in the lower stands this time and once again, STARISH walked past me and so close 😭😭 My heart!! What a great weekend and such a great concert too. I can’t wait for next time!!! #うたプリST
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Thanks for reading until the end!!
I hope you guys enjoy reading this!! Let me know what you think please!! ❤️
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YA GIRL FINALLY HAD HER GRADUATION CEREMONY!!
(I’m on the left)
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