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miyamoratsumuu · 10 months

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♡ 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐝, 𝐰/ 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 ♡

pt. 2 - pt. 3

characters: t.oikawa, k.akaashi, k.kozume, m.atsumu, e.semi

note: implied fem partner for all of them, lowercase intended. pictures used are not mine, all of them are found on pinterest!!:) (not proofread yet!! I'll do that a little later)

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OIKAWA TORU "you deserve the whole world and more, darling"

look, toru's a sweetheart. he's the type of boyfriend to love taking you out on these romantic, fancy, peaceful dates. whether it be one or the other. sometimes he surprises you with a dinner date at this one restaurant where it takes weeks to get a reservation. other times, it's a quiet walk on the beach on a friday evening with the both of you talking about how your week went. and if you have your own idea of a romantic date, tell him about it. he's definitely all in for it, as long as you have fun as well.

he makes sure you two have fun wherever you go. even when you're in a random store of all places. mirror selfies, wearing accessories that were for sale, making a whole photoshoot out of the display of flowers at the front of the store.

there was this one time you oh-so conveniently found a pair of alien glasses and thought it would suit toru. you made him wear them to take pictures, but he didn't want you to be left out, of course. before you started taking pictures, toru found another pair of sunglasses that were heart shaped, saying "so you only have heart eyes for me, darling" as he handed it to you.

toru always makes sure that his hair looks nice. he doesn't like it when there are strands that are out of place or if it generally just looks really messy. but on the days when he's tired both physically and mentally, he's most likely to be in a state of vulnerability. and it's those moments where he'd like it for you to place your hand on top of his head and play around with his hair. he'll admit that he likes the feeling of your fingers running through his unsurprisingly soft locks. and if you even dare to stop, he'd immediately whine and tell you to continue what you were doing because he was just about to fall asleep.

we all know about his history with plaid pants. he even proposed to get a matching pair of those pants with you. you didn't think it would be a good idea since you couldn't think of a proper outfit you could make out of those, and you doubt you were going to be able to wear them often. instead, your persuaded toru into getting matching plaid pajama pants with you instead. reasoning that it would be way more comfortable, and that you'd be able to wear them almost whenever you want around the house.

I could imagine toru being a sort of morning person. he doesn't wake up super super early though. instead, he gets out of bed at around 6 to 7 or so. most times, you aren't even awake yet while he's already preparing to take a jog around the neighborhood. but on the rare mornings you were awake with him that early, he sometimes doesn't bother to go out on that jog anymore. he would rather spend the entire morning with you, with breakfast and maybe a cup of coffee by your sides.

AKAASHI KEIJI "I'll do my best to be someone that's deserving of you, my love"

every minute you spend with keiji is a time you could let your guard down all at once. because he assures you that he's someone you could trust and lean on no matter what. he convinces you either by words or his actions. whenever he wraps his arms around you, he makes sure to make you feel like you could depend on him to be your shield and safe space when you need a break from the world in general.

when he picks you up for the date he planned for the both of you, keiji is the gentleman that always brings you flowers. and before leaving, he would assist you in placing the bouquet in a vase and putting it somewhere in your house. there's a remembrance of the flowers keiji always gives you in almost every room of your house. there's a vase in the kitchen, two in the living room, and a couple more scattered around every table and shelf.

dates with keiji consists of trips to a variety of cafes, early brunches, museum visits, or spending quiet afternoons at the library. after recieving and paying for your orders at a cafe, the two of you either stay there to finish your food and drinks, enjoying the bustling atmosphere, or leaving to take a stroll wherever your feet take you.

the days where you end up having brunch are the days with the mornings you and keiji preferred to stay in bed for longer than you anticipated. you don't mind though, in fact you didn't think there was anything better than being in your lover's arms for a couple more hours.

you often go to museums to gaze at what you think are the most beautiful things you set your eyes on. although keiji begs to differ. because to him and his eyes, you're the most beautiful thing he could ever catch sight of.

during your visits to the library, he always introduces you to the books he just recently started reading, the ones that were his absolute favorite, and the ones he would like you to read with him. and if you read books as well, that's great! now both of you could geek about your favorite genres, authors, novels, books, and all. and he absolutely enjoys being able to talk to you about the things he loves. but then of course, you're the one keiji loves the most.

there was this one time that he asked you to read a book he liked so he could talk to you about it. you began to read it eventually, of course. but when you reached a certain page, you were suprised to see one of the characters'dialogues highlighted and encircled in pink with hearts scribbled around it."you are perfect for me". keiji was a gentleman. a gentleman that made sure to make you feel as if you were the most special person in the world. and of course, a gentleman that made you feel loved. so so loved.

KENMA KOZUME "you're so special to me, pretty. you have no idea."

you support kenma as much as you can when it comes to the subjects and things that he likes; and he knows that. so ever since you two began dating, he slowly gained more and more confidence to openly share his hobbies and activities of amusement with you. and you wouldn't have it any other way.

during the nights the two of you are together in one of your homes, one of you would always suggest to play a game or watch a movie. you almost always end up doing both, though. when you get bored while watching the movie, you switch to playing mario kart on the tv, and vice versa. because of that, it's often as well that the both of you end up staying way past the time you were supposed to, then you end up sleeping in the next day. (that usually only happens on the weekends though)

when the both of you planned on going a date that involves going outside though, it would always be an enjoyable time. when you and kenma went to the carnival one evening, you made sure you rode at least more than half of the rides that were available. of course, that involved walking around for who knows how long. and that wasn't something kenma would absolutely love to be doing on a sunday evening. at all. but then at the end of the day, he knew that the extra workout and sweat was worth it once he saw how your smile stretched from ear to ear while he was walking you home.

when you dragged him to the mall, he was expecting to be accompanying you on yet another shopping spree of yours. he was already imagining entering various clothing stores and you asking for his opinion on the outfit you wore every time you stepped out of a fitting room. what he wasn't expecting, though, was for you to lead him straight to one of the arcades he often visited himself. while you were buying your tokens, you noticed the look of confusion your lover threw at you. "lev told me they added tons of new games here! I wanted to try them out with you" you explained giddily. and somehow, that made kenma smile, before following you further into the arcade.

it's often that volleyball practice sucked out the small amount of energy kenma had left after a tiring day. and so on the late afternoons you came by the gym to pick him up so the both of you could walk home together and you noticed him looking worn out, you already knew what to do. you convince kenma that either one of you stay over at the other's place for the night, knowing that both of you needed the warmth of comfort of each other's presence to cool off after the long day you had.

ATSUMU MIYA "my whole heart belongs to you and only you, doll"

atsumu is definitely one of the most clingy boyfriends out there. every minute the two of you are together, he always has to be holding your hand. and if he's not, he has the urge to do it. when he's holding your hand, your fingers have to be intertwined too. he claims it's better than doing it any other way. you know this. you know how much better he feels whenever you hold his hand in yours. and so you try to do it as much as possible as well. he's grateful for that, if you didn't know. it makes him feel as if you're fulfilling your promise to always be there for him.

the first time he walked in on you doing skincare, he was intrigued to say the least. sure, he knew about it, and how it helps make you feel and look better, but he never actually got to learning hoe to do it for himself. and so ever since that day, atsumu always joined you when he sees you doing your skincare routine in the evening if he wasn't able to do it with you in the morning. he thought, now, he'd actually look like the better twin. (alright babes whatever helps you sleep at night<3) and on rare nights, he was the one who initiated doing the activity with you.

movie nights are a common occurrence between the two of you. but it's not the movie nights wherein you're laying down in the comfort of your own bed with each other and watching the film on a laptop that was propped up in front of you. nope. atsumu preferred to take you to the actual cinemas. especially those with the 3d experiences of the movies. he loves the thrill and extra excitement, yk.

he also loves to take you to places where the view is absolutely stunning. whether it's a perfect view of the sunset, or the city lights beautifully gleaming from afar. atsumu actually savors these moments with you. the two of you basking in the comfortable silence between the both of you, knowing of how each other's company alone makes you feel a whole lot better.

there was one time atsumu was complaining to you about how osamu and rintaro were teasing him again about his twin being the better one between the two of them. you continued to listen, despite not exactly knowing what to answer to his outbursts. that was until he stopped and looked like he was thinking of something. deeply, that is. he had his index finger tapping on his chin and all. you looked at him, trying to figure out what he was thinking of so deeply that it made him stop his rant. he looked at you then told you to follow him to the kitchen. on the way there, he started explaining what he was planning on doing. "I bet they only keep saying samu's the better twin 'cause he can cook or whatever. I'll prove them wrong! I can cook too, and you'll be ma' witness, babe". and so of course, that was exactly what he did. at the same time making dinner for the both of you along the way. all while you were taking pictures and short clips of him cooking because he " needed the proof to shove it to rintaro and his twin's faces". once he was done, it didn't even taste half bad. it wasn't the best, of course, but he made it with love and effort and that was what's important.

he's the guy to obnoxiously wrap his arms around you whenever it's possible. there was this one time that he was away for a family trip and when you visited their home once he got back, he immediately jumped on you, wrapping both his arms and legs around you once he opened the door and saw you were on the other side. it was a surprise the both of you didn't fall over straight away. but after a few more second of atsumu just staying there unmoving, he eventually fell to his bottom with you on top of him. "I guess you really did fall for me after all, huh angel" you instantly pushed him away when he began cackling. him saying that with a smug smirk on his face made it a whole lot worse. you love him for that, though.

EITA SEMI "just seeing you smile at me like that has me swooning, sweetheart."

like keiji, eita is a gentleman at heart. he's also the type to bring you small gifts to give you on your weekly dates. whether it be flowers, your favorite snack and candy, or a small plush toy. and while he's on his way to pick you up, he takes a picture of himself with the gist he's going to give you, sending it to you saying "I'm on my way, sweets, excited to see you already"

if you know how to play an instrument, then that's great! it only means that you and eita have more interests to share and you could jam together on late afternoons you have nothing better to do. but if you don't, that's fine as well, darling! if you'd like, he would absolutely be willing to teach you how to play guitar. but if you didn't, you'd instead be with eita in the room doing your own thing and being gorgeous while he practices. he doesn't mind, of course. he doesn't feel pressured of any sort. instead, he actually feels more relaxed and comfortable with you there.

I feel like he's the type to have a polaroid camera and love to take pictures on it with you. or, he would print your pictures in the style of a polaroid. he says it adds to that romantic feel of the memories the two of you make together. and that it would be easier to display around the things that he owns, like in his wallet, at the back of his phone, or just stuck to the wall beside his bed. for his favorite pictures of the both of you, he prints out two copies so that he could gift one to you.

when the two of you are on the train together on what you're assuming is going to be a long ride, you end up listening to music together one way or another. both of you always bring your earphones with you, but on the rare occasions only one of you did, you share. opting to play the one of the playlists the both of you made together, or one of the playlists you made for each other.

there was one time where you went to the mall with eita, satori, and wakatoshi. the other third years unfortunately not being available for the day. when you entered a music store and after a while of browsing around, satori called you and eita over. when you got to him, he handed you a record saying you should recreate it but with both of your faces hiding behind it. eita was reluctant at first, thinking that you might look like idiots to people that passed by but you liked the idea. you ended up doing it anyway, with satori taking the picture for you. even wakatoshi admitted that the two of you looked cute together in it.

eita writes songs for you. of course he does. and you love every single one of them. but you especially love the ones you could slow dance to in the evening in the comfort of the kitchen in your home. on a late night while the two of you were making midnight snacks with your playlist playing in the background, one of those songs that you especially loved played. giddily, you grabbed eita's hand, startling him and making him let go of the butter knife he was holding. but once he realized what your intentions were, he smiled and danced along with you to the song. he twirled you around and whispered in your ear once you looked at him in the eyes again. "you're absolutely stunning, love"

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white-poppie · 7 months

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⎯ I’ll be lovin’ you right ♡ (m.atsumu x reader)

SYNOPSIS: The playboy of your high school, Atsumu Miya apparently has a thing for you. After having rejected his advances, Atsumu is 'heartbroken' (quotes intended). Seeing his melancholy, his brother Osamu tells you to give him a week to prove himself out of the playboy image. Can Atsumu prove his adoration towards you being pure without any other intentions in seven days a week? SONG REC: 'Seven' by Jungkook GENRE: FLUFF, long fic WC: 2.1k WARNINGS: sad sumu agenda, heights, it might seem wonky on Monday and Tuesday, but it gets so much better ୨୧ A/N: I AM SO TIRED I CAN"T ANYMORE!!! *dies dramatically*

You rejected Atsumu Miya last Friday.

The taller blonde stood in front of you in his gym clothes. The jersey #05 in white stood out from the rest of the maroon uniform.

You looked at him blankly, as he had been beating around the bush for the past few minutes. You were hungry; it was lunch. But, as a matter of habit, you were curious. Too curious for your own good. As he continued to talk, he became increasingly vague. You wanted to understand what he was trying to say, but your hunger took over, and you were losing patience.

“Atsumu, I am sorry but I don’t really get what you are talking about. How is Suna looking through your phone relevant?” You say with a pinch of annoyance in your voice. Atsumu sighs and takes a deep breath.

“My bad...what I mean is…I like you and everyone teases me for it 'cause I act like an idiot around you.” You are always an idiot is what you want to say but you purse your lips and look at him quizzically. Is he seriously confessing to you because he dislikes being teased by his team?

“I am sorry but I don’t think your feelings are sincere, Atsumu san,” you say respectfully. “I am sorry.” You feel like he is only confessing to you out of a desire to fit in with his friends and avoid their teasing, rather than out of genuine affection for you.

Atsumu frowns and nods. It’s not something he is used to, but he doesn’t protest even if it really hurts his ego. You sigh as you leave the gym, almost feeling sorry for him. If it weren't you, it would be someone else.

On Saturday, you meet Osamu at the supermarket. Awkwardly standing at the cashier line, the grey-haired Miya smiles softly at you and nods in acknowledgement. The air is heavy with tension as both of you silently pay for your groceries.

"Y/N," he says, and you pause in your tracks, about to leave. "Can we talk?" It's a dreaded notion that you nod at. You follow Osamu out of the market with your grocery bag in one hand as you approach a bench on a kid's playground.

Osamu sits next to you, his back leaning on the rest casually as he tries to muster the softest voice possible in his Kanto dialect.

“Heard ‘Sumu asked ya to date him…” he says solemnly. You freeze at the sudden statement and nod apprehensively.

“M not saying this cause he’s my brother, but Atsumu…he is a nice guy; his reputation is quite wrong from how he actually is.” He says and you almost have to double take, wait…Osamu is supporting Atsumu?

He interlaces his fingers and looks at the ground, “I’ve never seen him as serious about someone as he is for you, and the whole team notices it.” He pauses, “Atsumu is cocky but easily embarrassed when teased about stuff like this, he made a premature decision to have confessed to you.”

Osamu takes a deep breath before speaking next, "Y/n I am asking you for a favour…I want you to give Atsumu seven days to prove himself.” Your eyebrows scrunch at his words, and before you can interject, he speaks again.

“I know it’s not the best idea, but I know him and as much as I enjoy Atsumu being sad, I know he’ll soon enough be miserable ⎯ because that’s how men are, they lose their chance with someone and then develop stronger feelings for that person causing it all to hurt more.” He says and pauses, “it will impact his career to Y/N, not that I am saying that you’re responsible for him, but just stating things.”

“Give yourself some time to think and text me if you are for giving him seven days to prove himself. Let me know tomorrow.”

On Sunday, you spend most of the morning staring at your ceiling. Pondering what Osamu said You know deep down that he wouldn't steer you wrong, and you have seen how sincere Osamu is in his opinions.

You take a deep breath and send a quick text to Osamu.

"I'm in."

And thus started the mission: to make you fall in love with Atsumu Miya in seven days.

Monday

You sigh as you close the door of your house behind you, only to find Atsumu standing right in front, his schoolbag on one shoulder, and the trademark Atsumu grin on his face: "Morning, Y/N!"

Your eyebrows scrunch at his sudden joyful declaration, "Morning." You reply, and then it hits you: How did he know where you lived?

"How do you know my address?" You ask in bewilderment, and he grins sheepishly.

"I asked my way around; I wanted to pick you up, so I left at 5," he says proudly, and you just stare at him, unsure how to react. The intention was sweet, but does he realise how creepy that is?

You smile awkwardly and nod, walking towards school as Atsumu follows you like a duckling, humming a 00's song. As vexatious as it might be, there was something oddly endearing about Atsumu's unconventional way to win you over, like a pathetic wet kitten.

"Y/N?" he says as you look towards him. "Wanna grab lunch after school tomorrow? I have practice almost the entire day today." You hesitate for a moment, unsure if you should accept his invitation. The thought of spending more time with Atsumu both intrigues and scares you. "Sure, why not? Lunch sounds nice."

Tuesday

On Tuesday, you find yourself anxiously awaiting lunchtime, your mind filled with a mix of excitement and nerves. As the final bell rings, you make your way to the designated meeting spot, hoping that Atsumu will show up. And sure enough, there he is, standing by the school gates with a mischievous grin on his face.

"I know a good ramen shop nearby," he says, and you smile while walking with him. As you enter the small, cosy restaurant, the aroma of savoury broth and freshly cooked noodles fills the air, instantly making your mouth water. Atsumu confidently orders for both of you.

The order arrives, and you take a bite of the hot noodles, your eyes instantly widening in delight. "Holy this is amazing; why is this place so underrated?" You gasp, and he chuckles at your words as if you are the most adorable thing in the world.

You almost blush at his gaze before it hits you, its a challenge for him. You are a challenge to him. There's a dull pain in your chest as you keep eating your ramen. The more you eat, the more you can't help but wonder if Atsumu's intentions are genuine. Is he truly interested in you or is he just looking for another conquest?

Wednesday

You notice that Atsumu is ignoring you completely today. He doesn't even acknowledge your presence when you walk into the room. It leaves you feeling confused and hurt. You try to brush it off, convincing yourself that maybe he's just having a bad day. But deep down, you can't shake off the feeling of being used and toyed with.

The school ends, and you are walking to your home before you feel your hand being grabbed. You turn around in panic and see Atsumu, his eyes softening at your distress as he realises your hand.

"I want to talk to you," he says softly. his eyes, filled with genuine concern, melt away any resistance within you.

"Okay," you reply, finally feeling ready to address the mixed signals and confusion that have left you feeling hurt.

"The way you were looking at me yesterday made me think that you were misunderstanding my intentions here." He says and takes a deep breath, "I genuinely like you, YN. I am not stupid. I can see your confusion. Do you really think I am that bad of a person?"/ The vulnerability and hurt in his voice are almost making your heart ache. "No," you reply softly, meeting his gaze. "I don't think you're a bad person. I just... I've been so confused, and I didn't know how to interpret your actions."

"Why?" he asks.

"Because you play with hearts, and I didn't want mine to be another casualty," you admit, your voice wavering. "But seeing how vulnerable and honest you're being right now, I can't help but reconsider." Emotions swirl within you as you take a moment to gather your thoughts. "I want to believe that you genuinely like me, but I need reassurance that I won't end up getting hurt."

Atsumu smiles at you, reconsidering, and says softly, "It's one week, right? It's not even halfway; don't you know I am full of surprises?"

Thursday

"Come on, it'll be okay!" He says as he grabs your hand and runs to the school roof with you, your lunchboxes in hand.

"What if someone catches us?" You say in panic.

Atsumu looks at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes and laughs. "Who cares? We'll worry about the consequences later, if there are any." He says and settles on the ledge, patting the spot next to him for you to sit on.

You gingerly open your bento as you two eat and Atsumu rants about his practice, occasionally stealing a bite or two from your box You can't help but laugh at Atsumu's playful antics, feeling the stress of getting caught dissipate. As he swipes another bite from your lunch, you playfully scold him, but secretly enjoy the exchange.

You take a deep breath, feeling the adrenaline rush through your veins. As you gaze out at the sprawling cityscape before you, you can't help but feel a sense of freedom and excitement. In that moment, you realise that maybe taking risks with Atsumu isn't such a bad idea after all.

Friday

Atsumu sits in another row, leaning back on his chair, big and burly, his hand resting on the chair's backrest as he chats with his friends, his obnoxious laughter filling the room as you wait for the teacher.

Atsumu momentarily looks at you, and his eyes soften. A small grin is etching its way on his face, and he waves playfully at you. You got caught looking.

The class soon starts, and the teacher begins the lesson. About half an hour later, you feel tapping on your shoulder. You look back as the girl behind you gives you a small chit, pointing towards Atsumu, wordlessly, the author of the message.

You unfold the tiny piece of paper underneath your desk, preventing any onlookers with their perverse gazes and loud mouths. "Whatcha looking at?" You huff at his lame attempt, a slight warmth blooming on your cheeks as you contemplate your response. After a moment of hesitation, you take out your own pen and scribble a reply on the chit, "Not you."

"Ouchie, baby, you've hurt my feelings."Atsumu pouts, making an exaggerated sad face, as he pretends to wipe away imaginary tears as he hands the chit back to you. You chuckle softly at his antics as he sends another chit. "We have a match on Sunday; be there." You raise an eyebrow at his invitation. "Only if you promise not to show off too much." Atsumu grins mischievously, accepting the challenge with a nod.

Saturday

Most of Saturday goes around with you frolicking around your house, getting over your chores. You decide not to text Atsumu, knowing that he will be busy with practice, but you find yourself mulling over him more than you'd like. As the day goes on, you find yourself checking your phone more frequently, hoping for a message from him.

You groan as you flop on your bed and take a deep breath. "Here goes nothing."

How's [delete] That's too informal, right?

How is practice going? [delete] No, that sounds so plain. All those assignments about real-life talking versus texting articles were right; it's so difficult to detect tone!

Hey! [send]

How is practice going? [send]

Okay better. You sigh as you keep your phone on the stand and groan to finish your work. BEfore you hear a ping sound and immediately run over to the phone.

Atsumu: +1 photo

Your heart thumps as you open it. Its a selfie, Atsumu grinning like a child, his hair sweat and face flushed, with the caption: "grinding! 💪🔥" In the background, you can see a low-quality Osamu photobombing, his hands on his waist, and you can't help but giggle. He'll be okay.

Sunday

On Sunday, you find yourself standing outside the gymnasium, nervously adjusting your bag strap. As the doors swing open, you step inside, greeted by the sounds of sneakers squeaking on the polished floor and the echo of volleyball spikes as a warm-up.

You shift on your feet in front of the gate before Suna spots you, a fox-like grin on his face before he turns towards his teammate.

"Oi, Atsumu, your lucky charm is here," he says in a teasing voice, and you can't help but flush ever-so-slightly.

"Shut up, Suna." Atsumu groans lowly as he looks up from his stretching routine without breaking his stance, his shirt hiking up slightly as he smiles at you before walking towards you.

"Hi," he says softly, as if he was almost expecting you to not show up.

"Hi," you mumble.

"I didn't think you'd actually come," he manages to say, his words coming out in a breathless whisper, and you can't help but smile. You look back briefly to see the entire team grinning at the two of you silently.

Atsumu looks back, and you swear you saw his cheeks redden. "Scram!" he says, his voice breaking, and a few of the members can't help but snort at the sound, especially Osamu.

"Sumu, the game boutta, start," he calls his twin as you see the other team lining up.

Atsumu looks back at you with a slight pout on his lips. "Cheer f'me?" He asks softly, and your heart thumps. Atsumu hates when his fangirls cheer for him. You give Atsumu a warm smile and nod. "Of course." Is this what Osamu was talking about? You are special in his eyes?

The game begins with an intense match, with both teams clawing at each other's throats. But amidst the chaos, you can't take your eyes off Atsumu. But it's fierce; you can see Inarizaki losing hope after the first set, and you can sense Atsumu's frustration rising. Set one over, and Inarizaki is behind. You see the players huffing and groaning in disappointment as they go to the bench to strategize and relax. You keep observing Atsumu from the audience, noticing how his brows furrow and his jaw tighten with every passing moment. Despite the mounting pressure, he never loses his focus. As the second set begins, their strategy still doesn't seem to be working, and Atsumu and Osamu seem livid.

Amidst the chorus of shouts, you can't help but scream, "Atsumu! You've got this! Stay determined!" Surprised, Atsumu lifts his head and locks eyes with you for a brief moment before a small smile tugs at the corner of his lips. You silently vow to always be his biggest fan, both on and off the court.

He tightens his grip on the volleyball, channelling all his frustration and energy into each powerful serve. With every swing of his arm, the ball slices through the air, landing with a resounding thud on the opposing team's side of the court. The tension is palpable; you keep praying for him as he strikes, misses. Team strikes, team misses. Just one more, and before you can register it, the final spike is delivered by Atsumu. The crowd erupts into applause. 26-28. Inarizaki won.

The team erupts into what seem to be roars of victory, and you can't help, but smile widely when you watch Atsumu pat his teammates before Kita pats his back and points at you, saying something you can't hear. Atsumu nods at him before he runs towards the crowd, and your heart starts thumping. In your mind, you are squealing as loud as his fangirls when Atsumu leans over to the boundary right in front of you as he smiles at you, and you smile back with the same intensity for the first time.

"How was I?" He says, and you can't help but lean forward and hug him tightly. His eyes widen at the sudden embrace, and he freezes before hugging you back in his arms, all sweaty, and almost lifting you up from the audience. Atsumu looks into your eyes, his face twitching with nervousness, before he leans and captures your lips in a kiss. His breathing is shaky, and you flush before returning the kiss to his quivering lips. The audience is filled with mixed reactions, but they are silent and gasping for most

When you pull away, you look back and see all of Inarizaki hooting and clapping loudly for you two. The kiss turns both your brains into mush, and you realise that Atsumu is capable of "loving you right."

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haeoki · 6 months

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⟢ lipstick stains — m.atsumu

synopsis: maybe he isn’t giving you attention maybe you want his attention

atsumu said just one game an hour ago and just when you thought it ended he replayed it “i promise just once, i need to watch this real quick, m’kay?” he said planting light kiss on your cheek.

sometimes you almost think he is dating volleyball itself, i mean it’s super sexy how he is so determined about something so deeply, but sometimes even you need attention.

you climbed on his lap as he adjusted to give you space, still focused on the game playing on the big tv. you start kissing his neck leaving lipstick stains on his neck, a pretty pink “yn please babe” he breathed a sigh but his hands on your hips holding you in place said something different “yeah tsumu?” you started nibbling his neck as you pulled his shirt down to kiss his collar bone.

he jolts in surprise by the wet kisses on his collar bone or how your hands went under his shirt roaming around his back “tsumu” you said pulling his face in for a kiss, he turned off the tv as he picks you up, sigh against your lips as he felt you smiling while kisses, fingers messing his bleached hair. “can’t focus when my pretty girls keeps testing my patience” he says as he smiles at your breathless face. just then door rung “who could it be” he puts you down on the couch “let me look”

“atsumu wait you-” too late he already opened the door, lipstick marks on his neck and lips, hair messy “tsumu were you doing what i think you were doing” osamu said as he handed out a bag with freshly made onigiri “shut yer trap stupid samu” atsumu took the bag and slammed the door at his twins face “what a stupid person” he said huffing putting the bag on the kitchen counter. “sorry you much have felt embarrassed” you said in guilty, atsumu looked at you with confused face.

“i don’t mind looking like a mess when it comes to you it’s just how dare he ruin the moment”

#˘͈ᵕ˘͈ ikzume #miya atsumu #atsumu x reader #atsumu imagines #atsumu fluff #atsumu x you #inarizaki #haikyuu #atsumu #atsumu miya

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aftersamu · 1 year

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SPEAK NOW PARING: m.atsumu x gn!reader GENRE: hurt no comfort / angst

There you are.

Standing in front of a mirror, dressed up for a moment of a lifetime, the moment you've been waiting for your entire life. A moment that countless of movies were based off, a moment that has been cherished for centuries.

A moment with pretty white dresses and extravagant suits, a gathering of family and friends to celebrate this momentous occasion.

It's amazing.

You've never been so ready for this, to marry a person that you love so deeply with all your heart. A person who makes you laugh, smile, feel heard and appreciated. Someone that always listens to your day, and lights up the room the second he walks in.

He's good to you, everything you could have ever wished for. The man you wrote in your diary about, dreamed to have by your side since you were a child. He's everything you want.

He cooks dinner. Surprises you with breakfast in the morning. Makes you feel like you've never fallen in love before, like he's your first love. And you fall deeper and deeper in love with every passing day.

You could never imagine a better universe, a better life, a better person to spend the rest of your life with.

You could cry tears of joy.

For once, you're finally happy.

There's a knock at the door, and a head peeks through the open crack. You're greeted by blond hair, the best man. You spin around, a smile painting itself on your face from all the excitement and adrenaline. It's your wedding day.

"Hey 'Tsumu." You greet, watching the blond step into your room and close the door behind him. "Big day, am I right?"

"Yeah," he sighs, "how are you feeling?" He asks, having a lot weighing down his chest as he tries to muster up the courage to talk to you.

"I'm a little bit nervous, but I don't regret anything." You reply, "I'm shaking from all the excitement, I don't know how to feel, but I'm ready."

"Wow, really?" He asks, hands shaking as they grip onto the little velvet box in his pocket – starting to push it down further that it might rip a whole in his pants. "I never pictured you to be the settling down type."

"Neither did I, until now." You comment, "I don't know, Osamu changed my mind. I thought all the talk about finding the right person was bullshit, but I don't know anymore, this feels amazing."

"Never in a million years I thought you'd marry my brother," Atsumu remarks. He always thought it'd be him. "I figured one day we'd run off together," he laughs.

"Oh."

"You know, I haven't always been the best person." He begins, causing the wrong type of butterflies to explode in your stomach; the fear, anxiety, the scary kind.

"Atsumu, no." You say, "Don't start this now."

"No, no, I need to say this." He states, "I need to get it off my chest before it's too late, so please, please, listen to me."

"No, I don't want to hear it." You say, "Not on my wedding day, not when I'm about to go out in fifteen-minutes to marry your brother."

You know what he wants to say, you see it in his face. If it were a year ago, two years ago, three years ago, you wouldn't have hesitated. But he's not going to ruin your day, he's not going to ruin this for you. He doesn't get to be selfish.

"I love you."

"No! No, no, no, Atsumu you cannot do this right now." You huff, "You do not get to come in here and drop this fucking bomb on me, you do not have the right to come in here and expect me to listen to you–"

"And I've missed you everyday." He cuts you off, "I've never truly gotten over you, and I hate you for leaving me, I hate you for not choosing me, I hate that I still want to love you."

"Don't say that," you mumble, shaking your head. "Don't fucking say that Atsumu because you know that it isn't real."

"I know it's unrealistic, you're marrying my brother." He continues, ignoring the words you spoke, "but you were mine first, and I'll spend my life regretting I never had the chance to treat you right. And this is real, I want you to be mine, I want you to run away with me, I want you to marry me."

"No." You shake your head, "No, you cannot come in here after three years!" You yell, "You cannot decide that on my wedding day that you suddenly changed, that you suddenly know what you want, and that I am the one you want!"

"I didn't decide today! I've known from the moment you left." He argues, "You're marrying the wrong guy! You know it, I know it, even he knows it."

"No, Atsumu, you're the wrong guy." You state, placing your foot down, "You've always been the wrong guy. I don't believe you one bit when you say you want to be with me, and I do not want to be with you."

"How do you know that?"

"Because you never listened to me! You never gave me the time of day, you liked the chase, we were never meant to be together!"

"I changed, I know where I went wrong, and I can fix that."

"No, no you can't." You say, "You were always full of empty promises, and the grand gestures. But guess what?! The grand gestures don't always work, it takes effort! Something you never proved to me."

"Is that not what I'm doing now?" He huffs, pulling the ring out of his pocket, opening up that velvet case. "I want you, I want to change, I want you to be there."

"You're doing it, the grand gesture, the same grand gesture that is backed up with 'what if's' and 'maybes'. I don't want that," you explain. "I want someone reliable, someone who's there for me, who is consistent and doesn't make me feel less than. I want someone who has changed and doesn't 'want to' change."

"He won't love you like I can."

"He already does." You say, walking over to the door and opening it, "That's why I'm marrying him. Now, please leave before your brother finds out."

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu angst #haikyu x reader #atsumu #miya atsumu #atsumu miya #atsumu x reader #haikyuu atsumu #hq atsumu #atsumu angst #hq #hq x reader #hq fanfic #hq x y/n #hq angst

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iisasarcasticlittleshite · 1 year

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Haikyuu Masterlist

Created: 4/11/2022

Updated: 14/09/2023

It's my first attempt at a masterlist because the posts were getting rather numerous, please let me know if anything doesn't work like it should!

Hinata Shoyo

Soulmate AU

Money Talks

Challenge Accepted (MALE Reader)

Fluffy drabble

Smut, with Comedy as Aftercare

Priceless

Kageyama Tobio

Soulmate AU

Prompt Request #9 (Platonic)

Prompt Request #6 (SPICY)

Sundays (MALE Reader)

The Goddess and Her Gladiator

Hopeless Navigator

Yamaguchi Tadashi

Prompt Request #10 (Fluff)

Tsukishima Kei

No one but me

Nishinoya Yuu

Affectionate Thief

Bokuto Koutaro

Sing me a Lullaby Pt.1

Sing me a Lullaby Pt.2

Comfort Blurb

Show-Off

You perfect, me yours

Being best friends with Kuroo and Bokuto

Iwaizumi Hajime

My Bombshell

Fluffy Drabble

Oikawa Tooru

Angst (TW Alcohol Abuse)

Fiercely Independent

Fuck You

Kyotani Kentaro

Intimidating Pt.1

Intimidating Pt.2 (Tattoo artist flavour).

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Self Request (Fluff)

Eita Semi

Wholesome new Relationship

Tendou Satori

Prompt #10 AO3 Request

Guessing Change

Miya Atsumu

Not the same

Relationship Goals

Bilingual Reader 1

Who Said it (M.Atsumu)

Miya Osamu

Christmas Miracle

Scary Who?

Looking at me

Suna Rintaro

Nap With Me

Nightmares

Kuroo Tetsurou

Party Animal

Be Kind to Yourself (Ask)

Being best friends with Kuroo and Bokuto

Karasuno VBC (Headcanons)

The things their partner knows about them that no one else ever will

Random Haikyuu Prompts that I need the motivation to write

Soft Haikyuu HCs

Weak Immune System: Part 1; Part 2; Part 3; Part 4

#haikyuu angst #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu fluff #x reader #haikyuu x reader

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angelatsumu · 2 years

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'til death do we part <3 [hq]

in which haikyu men say their vows (atsumu, tobio, keiji)

warnings: slight religious themes (atsumu), slight ooc tobio, author is projecting her own vows this is for the lovely @milkywayseastar-lord for making this simpy little writer feel heard <33 i hope this doesn't disappoint <33

m.atsumu

“y/n. You are the the freshly lit candle after a long day of errands. You are the breath of fresh air in the peak of spring. you are the spring in my step, and you are my favorite song on repeat for the rest of my days. You are the perfect serve. You are the hard-fought win after a long tournament. You are like a constant fire, burning in my chest. You’re the winds that guide sails and the trails that lead travelers back home. Your love is like the warmth of a thousand suns. You are the angel who’s come down to spare me of my suffering, to relieve me of that overwhelming nothingness there was before. You are proof that God adores me, and you are the envy of all of Hades’s might. You’re the light of my life, and without you there is no life. Giving you my last name is the comfort that you and I are together even when miles apart. Neither land nor sea can separate this name from you, nor your heart from mine. Damnation and divinity are nothing now that I’ve seen your light. I love you, Miya y/n. You are proof that God is the way, the truth, and the light.”

k. tobio

"there are many things i have not been so sure of in life. i've never been sure of where life would take me or how well i would do with volleyball. i've never been sure of my social skills or my place in the lives of others. i've neverbeen sure of what i'd eat for breakfast the next morning. i'm not even sure these words will be enough to say what i'm feeling. the only thing i've ever been truly certain of was my love for you, y/n. of all the variables in the world, our love was never an uncertainty. my love for you is as immutable as the sun rising every morning and setting every night. the change of the tides could never deter me from falling for the light in your eyes. there's nothing as world-shattering and breathtaking than the love you give. your love redeems, heals, and saves. today i vow to never abandon my post as your devotee. today, i am certain you were made for loving me."

a. keiji

"to be loved is to be truly known, and i can gladly say i am loved by you. there is nothing more addicting than basking in your love, than being seen for who i am as my truest self. your love cuts through the hard defenses of stoicism, and it shows me i am yours. i believe my task in life is to love you, and my heart has found a home in your arms. when i look at you, i am in the throws of love once more, and my mortal form aches when it is away from you. your love is like recognizing myself once again, and knowing that there is no piece of me that isn't a part of you. thank you for knowing me, and i vow to know you until my heart lays itself to rest."

these are truly awful but i am full of emotion, and i think we as a community deserve more lovestruck hq men at the altar.

i hope you all have enjoyed this sweet (and slightly unrealistic) little blurb <33

rb's are appreciated <33

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bbykeijis · 3 years

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TELLiNG THEM THEY’RE PRETTY | hq setters

# m.atsumu, k.kozume, k.tobio, o.tōru, a.keiji, & s.kōushi

summary: when you text them to let them know you think they’re pretty. here are their reactions <3

author’s note: i really like making the fake texts lmaoo,, i’m tempted to do a twitter series with the hq too. just let me know who you’d like to see ;)

genre & warnings: fluff ! comedy ! language !

© all rights reserved. all content published on this blog belongs to me, bbykeijis. please refrain from copying, stealing, profiting off my works. i do not allow my works to be used or adapted in any way without my permission.

#hq x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu!!#hq imagines #haikyuu x black reader #haikyuu x reader #akaashi x reader #oikawa imagine #atsumu x reader #sugawara x reader #kenma imagine #kageyama x reader #haikyuu smau #hq scenarios #hq smau #pretty setter squad

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omi-cafe-archived · 3 years

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hi bestie! may i request ushi, atsumu and kuroo (i don't know your char limit so ushi and whoever you choose fit would be fine) becoming jealous after an outside team player flirts with yn? thanks ♡.

-🌴 anon if you accept it!

hello! 🌴 anon is yours!! thank you for requesting i hope you enjoy this even tho i switched it up a bit <3 also, thanks for reminding me to update the request guidelines on character limit lol

— characters: timeskip! ushijima wakatoshi, miya atsumu, miya osamu, kuroo tetsurou, bokuto koutaro (and others)

— warnings: timeskip spoilers!

— tags: fluff

masterlist - requests are open!

— U.WAKATOSHI he doesn’t get jealous easily, he thinks. he trusts you and he knows that you love him. it doesn’t actually hit him that this feeling twisting his heart is jealousy and he simply watches as bokuto from msby approaches you with a piece of paper in hand, smiling giddily.

you of course notice your boyfriend watching you like a hawk and you’re quick to reject bokuto’s attempt at giving you his number.

yet, it isn’t until wakatoshi feels you intertwine your fingers with his then he realizes that he had moved to stand next to you while glaring at the grey-haired man the entire time. it’s comical how his scary expression immediately softens and he’s beaming at you when you say, “hey babe.”

— M.ATSUMU for someone to even dare to flirt with his s/o, that person must either be seeking an early death or quite literally, unaware that you were atsumu’s s/o. so when kageyama tobio from schweiden adlers comes up to you, blushing profusely and stuttering about how he found you pretty, a jealous atsumu wasted no time in rushing to your side to pull you into his embrace and pressing the loudest smooch directly against your lips, sounding out a ‘mwah’ as he pulls away.

you’re mortified as you break apart from the kiss, unable to meet anyone’s eyes after that blatant display. yet your boyfriend looks unfazed— proud even, as he puffs out his chest and smirks at tobio.

“what’re you still standing around for?”

— M.OSAMU unlike his brother, osamu isn’t one for embarrassing public displays of affection. instead, he settles for blocking your line of sight and intentionally butting himself into the conversation as he shielded you from tendou satori who was simply recommending chocolates to you. though, coupled by a few misplaced jokes that sounded more like pick-up lines. a jealous osamu simply makes sure that no one, except him, gets to have your attention.

“samu, i can’t reach the chocolates.”

“what was that? chocolate onigiri? yeah, i’ll make some for you.”

— K.TETSUROU jealous? him? nah, he’s above that… not. when kuroo spots you in a distance waiting for him he’s jogging over to you immediately, a smile already etched onto his face. yet, he spots you being cornered against the wall as terushima yuji flirts with you, and you’re laughing! his smile falls off his face as jealousy begins to eat away at him. he doesn’t really care that there are other people around, he’s marching straight over and pulling you out of the situation, holding you close to him as he stares down the blonde. his expression however, immediately changes into one of pure smugness as you greet him by pulling him down by his tie to press a chaste kiss to his cheek.

“do it again.”

“tetsu… are you jealous?”

“ha! why would i be?”

— B.KOUTARO so clingy. when he gets jealous, be prepared to have bokuto glued to you for the rest of the day. it’s more than obvious that bokuto has a s/o, and that s/o being you. after all, he brags about you so much you’d have better luck winning the lottery than finding someone who didn’t recognise you as bokuto’s s/o.

you immediately knew something was up when tsukishima kei walks up to you and asks you to pretend he just said a funny joke. it’s puzzling but you agree and pretend to laugh as if he’s the funniest person on earth. of course your laughter catches bokuto’s attention and his head is whipping towards your direction.

he actually becomes so sad that he’s not privy to whatever funny joke you just heard that he barely realises that he’s more jealous of the fact that kei is gradually coming closer to you.

it takes him a few more seconds to sort out his emotions and he’s sprinting over and throwing himself at you.

so dramatic.

but he’ll be fine if you let him cling to you and give him the occasional headpat.

“by the way, what did tsukki tell you earlier? was it that funny?”

“oh, it’s nothing. he just mentioned being unable to sleep soundly at night because of a certain owl.”

#haikyuu x reader #ushijima x reader #miya atsumu x reader #atsumu x reader #kuroo x reader #miya osamu x reader #osamu x reader #bokuto x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu hcs #ushijima wakatoshi #kuroo tetsurou #miya atsumu #miya osamu #bokuto koutaro #//omi-cafe-writes

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tsumtsumland · 3 years

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“interruptions”| m.atsumu x reader

genre: smut, fluff, humor?

warnings: some descriptive smut, mxf sex, dad!atsumu, parent au

author’s note: here’s some more of the goods my dudes, dad!atsumu just lives rent free in my head now.

Atsumu’s legs are entangled with yours, his forehead resting against yours as he kisses you lazily while thrusting into you at a painfully slow pace. You’re both more of the type for the passionate, more rough sex, but sometimes it’s nice to take it slow. Your quiet moans and whimpers in his ear drive Atsumu crazy, and if he could get any harder, he would be.

He entwines your fingers together on either side of your head as his tongue slips into your mouth, and he picks up the pace a little. A moan that’s a little louder this time escapes from you and you instantly bite your lip to stop more of them from coming. You can feel the pressure building in your lower stomach and you arch your hips to meet his.

“Take-chan, why’s daddy on top of mommy?” comes Shigeru’s wobbly voice, his lower lip is already trembling and there are tears glistening in his glassy eyes.

His twin narrows his eyes and peeps into the room again. “I’m not sure,” Takeru mumbles, a little irritated at the sight of you and Atsumu together.

The twins had both woken up thanks to the thunderstorm outside, unbeknownst to you and their father. You two were a little more than occupied with each other in the small window of alone time you got.

“Take-chan,” Shigeru whimpers when he hears you make a noise. He tugs on his brother’s sleeve, “Daddy’s hurting mommy.”

Takeru growls a little and pushes the door the rest of the way open, “Mom! Dad!”

Both you and Atsumu freeze in shock, your eyes fly open to stare at your husband who is looking just as wide-eyed as you are. It takes you both more than a few seconds to gather your bearings at the intrusion, but the twins weren’t having that.

“Daddy! Get off of mommy!” Takeru glares at his father, holding on to his brother’s hand.

Tears are now flowing down Shigeru’s face, and he’s sniffling and hiding behind his brother.

“Oh my god,” you groan, slamming your head back down on the bed and covering your face in frustration, and slight amusement. Of course this would happen one day. Usually you two were either interrupted before you got started, or you managed to somehow time it better. You really thought they were asleep after an entire day of playing with their cousins.

“You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me,” Atsumu whines and drops his head down on your collarbone. His tongue peeks out to lick at it and you pinch his side. He yelps at the sting and you smirk.

“Come on, get up, we can’t stay like this,” you sigh a little, threading your fingers through his golden tresses, and glancing at the twins standing by the door.

“Maybe if we stay like this they’ll just forget about it and go back to bed,” your husband pouts childishly, looking much like the two boys at your door.

“Daddy, GET OFF,” Takeru growls at him again, this time more forcefully. “You’re making Shige cry!”

“Do NOT pull the blankets when you move Tsumu,” you glare at your husband, watching that ridiculous smirk bloom on his face.

“Hey I’m the one with a very painful boner right now, sweetheart,” Atsumu mumbles, maneuvering himself off of you and trying not to expose you both in the process.

“You?! I was SO close!” you hiss at him, clenching your thighs together at the absence of the friction that previously occupied the space.

As soon as Atsumu manages to locate his boxers and pull them back on, you adjust the sheets up to your chest and sit up.

“Shige-chan, why are you crying?” you ask gently, looking at the younger of your twins.

“Daddy was hurting you,” Shigeru whimpers, wiping his tears. His brother standing next to him looks utterly angry, directing his glare at their father.

Atsumu turns pale hearing his son, “Wha-What?! I would never hurt your mom!” he splutters, appalled.

“He’s telling the truth, daddy would never hurt me,” you look at the twins with a smile, making sure they know you’re telling the truth. Luckily, they seem to simmer down a bit at that.

“Why don’t you two go back to your room and mommy will come stay with you?” you suggest, glancing at your husband who was still floundering at Takeru’s firm glare.

“No,” the older twin pouts and stands his ground, folding his arms, and just adding to the dramatics. You almost laugh, but manage to hold it in, he just looks so adorable.

You burst into laughter though when you see your husband’s face morph into a mask of shock.

“What?! No???” he looks almost comical with his eyes wide looking at your son, who doesn’t back down either. Identical shades of gold challenging each other.

“Takeru, you lil sh—” the rest of Atsumu’s sentence is abruptly cut off when you wedge an elbow into his ribs. Takeru cackles at him as he groans.

“Mommy,” Shigeru’s small voice comes from behind his brother as he peeks at you.

You melt instantly for your baby boy, and hold out your arms to him, letting him crawl up into your embrace.

Takeru jumps up on the bed and tackles their dad, effectively starting another scuffle between him and Atsumu.

Your shake your head looking at them both, “Be careful,” you warn, knowing how rough they are.

Even the interruptions are eventful with these boys.

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shibaraki · 4 months

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constantly plagued by atsumu being the older twin I bet he tries to use it as a trump card but nobody ever believes him when he tells them

#he is so #I love him so much how is one guy so shameless and yet so full of shame #m.atsumu

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archerjyn · 2 years

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running in the 90s (m.atsumu)

Pairing: Atsumu x f!reader

Warnings: this is just me talking ab initial d most of the fic tbh

Genre: fluff and a little bit of crack

Summary: you ate atsumu's ass and he got scared.

Word Count: 1.3 K

hq mast | main mast

[author’s note: Info ab the cars, Initial D, and other terminology in the 2nd author’s note. Not proofread :) ]

“Kiyoko, can you help me with this?” Kiyoko nodded, tying your halter top straps a little tighter and into a neater bow. When she finished, you turned around and thanked her, looking at yourself in the reflection of the window. It was the last Friday of the month, and upon tradition, you and your friends decided to go out. Akane begged everyone to go bowling. In all honestly, you thought bowling was extremely boring and you hated it because you sucked. But you came nonetheless because you wanted an excuse to wear cute clothes and hang out with your friends.

The bowling alley had a nicely sized arcade area that was almost the size of the bowling alley itself, and you couldn’t help but be drawn to it. So, after bowling and losing, you suggested you all spend some time in the arcade, to which everyone agreed. The arcade was dimly lit with neon lights that would change every so often, so as not to trigger any of their guests. It smelled of pizza grease and nachos, with the faint aroma of cola. You felt like a child all over again, running around at some arcade with your parents running after you, scolding you to stay by their side.

All your friends decided to scatter. You looked around for a game to play when you heard a familiar Eurobeat song. Stopping in your tracks, you turned your head slowly to see a classic arcade game: Initial D Stage Version 8 Infinity 2. Sure, this probably wasn’t the very first Initial D game out there, but the franchise was a classic that greatly influenced vine culture in 2016. It was great. You sat down slowly, holding in your breath. You felt like you were in front of a pile of treasure and you swore you could hear a chorus or something.

“Choose your car!” The announcer’s enthusiastic voice broke you out of your trance. You looked through the handful of cars they had. They had the classic Fujiwara Tofu Trueno, the yellow Twin-Turbo FD, the Turbo II FC, and so on. You opted for the Turbo II because of your massive childhood crush on the character who owned it.

“Choose your course!” The announcer spoke over the upbeat music. You thought carefully, looking that the courses. Some of them had hairpin turns and extreme uphills and downhills. Some had narrow roads and were shown having heavy rain, meaning that it would be slippery. Maybe you were thinking a little too hard at this because you hadn’t noticed the blonde sitting next to you.

“Thinking real hard there pretty girl,” he said. You found his slight accent cute.

“Huh? Yeah well, I wanna make sure I win,” was all you said. There was something handsome about him, but the fact that he blatantly flirted with you by calling you pretty made you want to play dumb at his advances. Playing hard to get, if you will.

“Let me join, yeah?” His body was turned to you, silver chain dangling deliciously from his neck.

“Hard pass,” you said, putting your hand up to block his face.

“Come on,” he whined a little and you couldn’t help but think about how pretty he looked as he whined, fists flailing a little and feet tapping the floor. And his voice? Lord have mercy you’re bout to bust–

“Hmm,” you pretended to ponder, hoping he’d get the hint and say something.

“Okay, how about…we race each other and the loser has to buy the other a slice of pizza?” The beautiful stranger offered.

“Oh come on pretty boy,” you returned the compliment, “how about, if I win, you do whatever I tell you for the rest of the night and if you win, then…I’ll buy you a slice of pizza.” You pressed your pointer into your temple, thinking.

“What? No way! If I win ya have ta go on a date with me!”

“Deal,” you shrugged.

The stranger didn’t think you’d agree to go on a date with him if he won so quickly. In fact, you were so quick to respond that he could have sworn that you responded before he even asked.

“Names y/n by the way. I want you to remember the name of the girl who left your ass in the dust,” You held out your hand for him to shake.

“Atsumu. And that’s rich coming from a girl who sucks at bowling,” he chuckled, choosing the Twin Turbo FD. You didn’t know how to explain it but somehow you knew he would choose this car. It just seemed to scream his name.

“H-Hey bowling has nothing to do with this!” You turned your head back to the screen and chose Mt. Akina as the destination. There weren’t too many straights so you knew you could lose Atsumu in the turns, and it was, again, the main character’s home turf so you had to choose it.

As the two of you raced, you found yourself feeling stupid for underestimating your opponent. He was actually good at this game and had pretty good techniques. Atsumu on the other hand wasn’t focusing on the game at all and constantly glanced at you. He found it hot that you were so invested in this racing game. How you talked so highly of yourself and how you were concentrating so hard to beat him. You had a little spunk in you and he liked that you weren’t the one swooning over him.

During the second checkpoint, your friends and a group of guys, whom you assumed were his friends, formed a circle around the two of you.

“Beat his ass y/n!” “You got this!” “Come on! You can’t lose twice tonight!” your friends cheered you on.

“Tsumu ya gotta win this one! For me!!” “He’s so close to winning,” his friends cheered him on.

After completing the four consecutive hairpin turns, you found yourself at the last checkpoint. You were hot on Atsumu’s tail and were close to pulling up beside him. How the fuck is she still behind me? I drifted so well back there and she’s just about eating my ass right now!! Atsumu cursed inside his head.

The music seemed to speed up, the heat rushed to Atsumu’s cheeks and his heart pounded furiously in his chest. He was sweating profusely while you were just taking your sweet little time. You looked like you were panicking before, but now, you were calm. What were you thinking? What was going on inside your head? Atsumu dreaded the thought of whatever you may have him do if you won, and even more so the thought of possibly never seeing you again.

At the last second, you passed him and crossed the finish line first, causing your friends to scream and cheer your name while Atsumu’s friends groaned. He hung his head down low, shame enveloping his defeated form as his friends muttered things like, “can’t believe ya lost,” and “all that big talk of winning her heart only to lose in a race.” You thought it was funny and a little cute how his shoulders slumped.

“What do ya want? Yer wish is my command,” Atsumu groaned. The group silenced but burst out in a fit of laughter after realizing what our bet was.

“Hmm, give me your number and take me on a date some time,” was all you said. A chorus of oohs and ahhs was heard.

“R-really?” Atsumu had never looked up so fast in his life. He felt like he broke his neck.

“Yeah, you’re cute,” you shrugged.

“It’s only 11! Let’s go out right now! Samu, take my things home will ya?” His twin, whom you’d just now realized was there, nodded, sending you a knowing smirk. You averted his gaze. Before you could say anything, Atsumu was opening his car door for you and driving away.

The car you chose (don't judge me I had the p h a t t e s t crush on Ryosuke when I was a kid):

The car Atsumu chose (as much as I liked Ryosuke, I had an even P H A T T E R crush on Keisuke, aka the owner of this yellow car):

Mt. Akina:

Hairpin turns: a sharp U-shaped curve in a road

[author's note: i loved initial d as a kid but i still don't know shit about cars. also i’ve never played this particular arcade game but I HAVE played an initial d one before hehe. AND!!! If yk what initial d is lmk so i can kiss you]

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