osasunakomo // suna is clingy and single-handedly exposed their relationship, very fluffy
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Suna’s love language was physical touch. He loved being able to touch the ones he loves to feel grounded, to feel connected with them.
“everyone meet sakusa kiyoomi— he’ll be joining MSBY this year!”
*atsumu who did not expect to see his repressed gay awakening crush since high school join his professional team* :
#skts
: streamer!omi
Kiyoomi didn’t know how he became so popular on a streaming website. He wasn’t entertaining, he wasn’t enthusiastic, or even /that/ good.
He guessed that sometimes he sets records, and other times people rage quit when they see he’s in their lobby.
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#skts
: motorcyclist omi and backpack atsu // cw: suggestive language n actions🫣
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A couple of months ago if you told Atsumu he’d be riding on the back of a motorcycle while his boyfriend accelerated to speeds beyond legal— he would’ve begged on his knees for it to be true.
#iwaoi
// first kisses and confessions
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“Oi-Oikawa?” Hajime’s eyes are wide as he swings open his apartment’s door. His figure frozen as he double checks to ensure Tooru is truly in front of him.
“Surprise!” Tooru jumps in place smiling wildly.
SUGA GOT HIS WISH he gets a separate shout-out about his role in kageyama's development, and apparently he's the one mostly in contact with kageyama!! "he still contacts me pretty often. about my matches, or about what our former teammates are up to"
SUGAAAAAAAAA
#skts
: omi being pathetically sick
Because Omi was such a germaphobe— doubling masks, hand sanitizer so often his hands were dry, wiping every surface down before making contact— he forgot that he in fact, can get sick.
And this time, it’s just plain seasonal allergies.
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#skts
// king atsumu - consort kiyoomi
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It was a routine by now.
Kiyoomi would walk the castle, head held high as he was dressed in epensive clothes and jewels.
Hair perfectly placed and curls bouncing in his wake.
#skts
: bull rider/cowboy atsu x omi who’s in denial
Kiyoomi lost a bet. He wasn’t a gambling man, but Motoya had pushed him. Took him past his furthest limits and so he caved.
Whoever lost the bet had to work at a rodeo stadium for the entire summer.
And Kiyoomi lost.
Some japanese players dance to brazilian music after the victory over Serbia. Between them: Yūji Nishida, Otsuka, Yamauchi, Kentaro, Onodera, Kai, Yamamoto.🤣❤️🇯🇵
#Japan
#VNL
#VNL2024
#VoleiNoSporTV
#Nipon
professional fighter! atsumu //
#skts
Kiyoomi never classified himself as a violent man. He was quiet, kept to himself, and was more passive aggressive than aggressive.
But there was something that sparked a fire inside him that could never be dwindled— MMA fights.
#osasunakomo
// doubts — hurt/comfort :))
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Sweat was still running down Motoya’s face as he was ushered off the court and into the sea of journalists and press.
He grabbed the bottom of his jersey, mopping up the droplets, chest still heaving from exhaust.
#skts
: detective omi-yakuza tsumu
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It all felt much too easy— Kiyoomi arched an eyebrow in disbelief. Nothing is ever this easy, and yet, this was.
His hand clamped down on the hilt of the knife more harshly as he pressed it down into the tattooed neck of the other.
#skts
— fem girlfriends go shopping😌
Ever since Kiyoomi came out as lesbian she believed she had a specific mold she needed to fill.
As someone who used to be hyper feminine, drawing boys attention left and right, she now believed that she couldn’t be “too girly.”
kiyoomi cleaning his and atsumu’s room and instead of tsumu helping, he lays on their bed, yapping, and asking for music suggestions while he watches kiyoomi. kiyoomi doesn’t mind though, he likes the company
#iwaoi
// fisherman iwa & siren oikawa - WELCOME TO MERMAY
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Tooru was a predator. He had all the bells and whistles that made him the top predator of the sea.
Claws long enough to slice, elongated canines sharp enough to pierce, and a jaw strong enough to snap.
do u guys think that the twins would stand on their porch, hands on hips, and watch a thunderstorm roll in? commenting every time there was a lightning strike?
a: “oh wow that was a big one.”
o: “mhm, pretty close too”
*silence*
thinking about kiyoomi falling asleep in bed and waking up when it’s really late at night, and atsumu still isn’t there.
he sighs, getting up from bed with a large yawn and tired eyes. padding his feet down the hallway.
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“akaashi has the smallest waist”
“no, kenma does, have you seen him?”
*taps the mic*
“kiyoomi has the tiniest, slimmest, sluttiest, whorish waist out of them all!!!!”
no thoughts just actor atsumu who’s “happily married” but films a crude romance with costar kiyoomi— and he realizes the sex scenes feels wayyyyy too real and falls madly in love with the other actor
“Don’t lie,” Atsumu laughs, flicking his ear.
Kiyoomi grins, standing from his chair, stream still on, camera only in view from shoulders down.
All the audience see’s is Kiyoomi grabbing ‘blondie’ by the waist and tugging him close before the stream ends.
thinking about uncles skts babysitting osamu’s daughter. osamu just comes home to omi sitting on the floor and she’s putting a bunch of barrettes and clips in his hair. omi is just sitting there like 😐 (adoringly)
the thought of osamu wearing his onigiri miya hat 24/7 but when he kisses someone he quickly turns it backwards where his hair sticks through the small hole so that he can properly give his partner a kiss
fantasy au |
#skts
// mage omi & elf atsumu cw: blood, violence
Elves were pushovers. They didn’t have magic, they didn’t have super strength, or any abilities of the matters. They were pretty and had an extended lifespan…that’s it
Atsumu spent his whole life being prowled on.
fem miya twins is:
osamu with a short, very healthy hair, styled in a bob and wearing dark, baggy clothing
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atsumu with very long, bleached, fairly dead hair and wearing tight and bright crop tops
choose your fighter
kiyoomi is a big scent guy. his sense of smell is impeccably vivid. so when he’s caught, nose buried in atsumu’s sweat shirt, the blonde just grins and gives him more things to smell and then wear, naturally.
nsfw themes
okay hear me out— newly established osakaa who haven’t gone past kissing yet because akaashi is ~inexperienced~ but osamu is patient. BUT one day osamu opens akaashi’s laptop when he said to fetch it for him and osamu finds the most nastiest crazy smut ever.
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soulmate au
been thinking about kiyoomi being immortal, but at the beginning of his life he tied his soul to atsumu— who’s not immortal. so he has to watch atsumu live and d!e and for all eternity he has to keep finding his soul, fall in love again, and watch him live and d!e
osaaka // barista!akaashi
Akaashi was always able to separate work from personal thoughts and feelings. He was the definition of professional composure.
He was polite, put together, and rational.
Rational, that was a good word for him.
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what I need is osamu with tattoo sleeves where he’s serving customers food and between his shirt and compression sleeves peak out the black and ink and I’m just FROTHING at the mouth
well, the time has come and I have OFFICIALLY finished Miya Atsumu’s Guide to: What NOT to Do in the Workplace— thank you all for reading and encouraging along. I’m sad to see it go, but happy to see it finished. happy reading all🥳🥹
actors
#skts
// scandal — moderate nsfw but nothing too graphic
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“Hi darlin’,” Atsumu reclined back in his chair, phone to his ear, and robe falling off his shoulders. He was about to film one of the more scandalous scenes, so only briefs adorned his skin beneath.
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no thoughts just actor atsumu who’s “happily married” but films a crude romance with costar kiyoomi— and he realizes the sex scenes feels wayyyyy too real and falls madly in love with the other actor
Atsumu would burn the world to ashes as long as Kiyoomi was happy and by his side for eternity.
Kiyoomi supposed being a consort wasn’t all too bad because he got his greatest love out of it.
hear me out, construction workers miya twins. I’m talkin, they’re doing construction in the summer and so they’re hot, no shirts, SWEATING, as they’re lifting wooden beams and wearing clunky tool belts. GOOD GAWD
Climbing the fence in two jumps, he straddles the railing, right in front of him. Smirk smug and eyes like puppy dogs.
“Ya lost the bet,” he whispered. Taking off his cowboy hat and plopping it on Kiyoomi’s head.
Slipping off his boyfriend’s helmet, he witnessed how blushed Kiyoomi’s cheeks are. How frazzled he looks beneath. His eyes blown wide, looking up to Atsumu with hearts in his pupils.
“Ya know yer mine, darlin’.”
Just like that, the biker was indeed /caught/.
#skts
// tension between aggression (mild nsfw)
“What the fuck is wrong with you!?” Kiyoomi couldn’t take it anymore. He was at his limit.
Whether it was intentional or not, Atsumu was not setting to Kiyoomi. Or when he did set to Kiyoomi, they were complete shit.
Pictures of Suna and Osamu kissing Motoya’s cheeks, the three of them lounging on the couch with face masks, laying in bed with huge smiles, and the last one of Osamu and Motoya sleeping on Suna’s lap.
skts laying on their porch, blanket beneath them, weighted down by books and knickknacks on each corner, snuggled close to each other as they silently watch the rain pour all around them. kiyoomi jumps every other thunder clap making atsumu giggle before he nuzzles closer
But, in the end, it’s what exposed his polyamory couple to the world.
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The three had been dating for almost four months. Two EJP players and a successful restaurant owner.
And it was a complete secret.
Of course, their friends and family were aware— they lived together.
“Nah,” Atsumu tsks— yanking, Kiyoomi’s chair over to the side so he could kiss his cheek. “They’ll understand, Omi.”
Kiyoomi smiles half drunkenly and half tiredly. Eyes narrowed at the screen. “Whatever he says, I do,” Kiyoomi jokes, beginning to close the stream. Shrugging.
“I’ve loved you too much, for much too long Tooru—“ he breathes. “Unfortunately.”
Tooru scoffs, but holds him close.
They were going to be okay, he thought. It was going to be hard. But they were okay.
Some would assume that because Suna was inherently ‘standoffish’ then physical touch would be the last thing he’s worried about.
They would be wrong—
Because, in fact, Suna was the clingiest of them all.
His partners would attest to the cuteness of it.
*steps up to the mic*
*taps it— makes sure it’s on*
*takes a deep breath*
*bites lip*
*I speak uneasily fearing that people will hate the opinion. but, I’m brave* :
“kiyoomi chest hair”
But what Kiyoomi didn’t realize was that there were many people in his audience that /thrived/ when his boyfriend would make a special appearance.
Kiyoomi’s subscribers knew him by the nickname ‘blondie’ because, damnit, Kiyoomi still wanted things kept personal.
But to the streamer, he was just Atsumu.
The blonde kept his face off the screen, but viewers would see him walk around the room behind Kiyoomi.
Or when he would bring Kiyoomi dinner.
Or when he would show Kiyoomi a picture on his phone that /could not/ wait.
But the mass media following they all had…well they had their speculations.
Put three pretty boys in a room together and masses will draw conclusions.
Except when one of the three finds themselves to be too /clingy/, it seems to almost amplify the attention.
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Motoya scolded gently.
Though, Suna only grinned and followed Motoya back to the locker room where he showed him just /how much/ he missed him.
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That was the first instance that made fans blast social media platforms. Pictures and videos of Suna gripping onto the libero.
Atsumu crouched down, still out of frame. “Hiya,” he laughs gentle when Kiyoomi’s blurry eyes look up to him. Smiling. “I was watchin’ yer stream. Saw ya doze off.”
“I fell asleep?” Kiyoomi takes a large breath, looking back to the computer. Rubbing his eyes with his fists.
EJP’s PR team had a task trying to get the rumors to die down.
But they never fully went away, because at every chance, Suna clung.
Osamu, of course, laughed his ass off that no one had even brought up his name, and why would they?
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Motoya hurriedly apologized to the interviewer and excused himself.
His cheeks were red, and he was certain no one could hear Suna but himself, but he was /flustered/.
He quickly detached himself from his partner and grabbed his hand instead.
“I was interviewing.”
He didn’t really care if the mic picked it up, he just wanted to make sure his partner was okay first.
Suna nods against his back, causing Motoya to melt, smiling.
“Missed you,” He whispers so only Motoya could hear. “You played so good, baby.”
But still— he still knows countless of people who are better than him.
He just thought that he could kill two birds with one stone.
Game and make money. It was simple.
He enjoyed streaming, he loved it actually.
He even liked how entertaining his audience was.