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azereii · 1 year
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Miya's human sona!!!
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leafyolive · 1 year
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some gifts for omi on his birthday 🌷✨
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moonbeamwritings · 2 months
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♡ the post that started it all ♡
When you open the front door to your apartment and move to hang your coat up on the rack, you find Atsumu's MSBY jacket already draped on it, his gym sneakers left right below it.
You expect to hear the shower running or to find your boyfriend snuggled up on the couch, feet up on the coffee table and relaxing after practice. You even brace yourself to be pulled into a bone-crushing, feet-off-the-ground hug or to be attacked with a barrage of kisses. Instead, your apartment is quiet, eerily quiet. Atsumu's nowhere to be found.
"Baby?" you call, dropping your work bag on the floor and waiting for a response.
Nothing.
You try again. "'Tsumu?"
Toeing off your shoes, you wait again, movements stilling as you strain to listen for any signs of life. Your apartment isn't big, not large enough for your voice could get lost down the hall, anyhow. It's weird, you think. Maybe he's got headphones in or something.
The bathroom door is open when you pass it, the room dark. Not there, just as you expected. A light is on in the bedroom, casting a long shadow in the hallway, and the start of Atsumu's name dies on your lips just as you grip the door handle and gently push it the rest of the way open.
You find Atsumu flexing in front of your full length mirror, his shirt off and black gym shorts hiked up his legs, dangerously close to the crook of his thighs. And it's nothing you haven't seen before, of course not, but it's like you've stumbled upon a fine jewel, a shimmering crystal. You have no choice but to ogle him.
As if under some sort of spell, your eyes travel across the broad expanse of his shoulders, studying the intricate build of his back muscles. They follow the slim line of his waist, and you resist the desire to surge forward and grab it. Each part of him is distractingly well built, handsome in a way that reminds you of Grecian sculptures. He'd be one hell of a muse if you had any talent with a hammer and chisel.
What really steals your attention are the silken pink bows straining around the thickness of his thighs. It's obscene, the way he flexes and relaxes the muscles there, all wrapped up in pretty ribbons. You wonder if you need to start wiping drool from the corner of your mouth.
The first thing out of your mouth is a long, low whistle. "'S all this for me?"
Atsumu jumps, whipping around just as his phone drops to his side. "You-" His face burns, a blush scorching a rosy path along his cheeks and down his neck, up to the tips of his ears. Cute. "Yer home early!"
"Is that bad?" You creep over to him like a predator stalks its prey, taking slow, calculated steps. A coy smile plays on your lips.
"No!" His tone is an octave higher, more evidence of his embarrassment at being caught red-handed. He clears his throat. "No, of course not." A kiss lands on your lips the moment you're close enough.
"And what exactly were you doing with these?" Fingers travel down to brush across the ends of the bows. "They're so pretty."
"Well ya mentioned that trend, 'nd I thought it might be a nice surprise, since you've been workin' so hard and all." He shrugs. "Wasn't really expectin' ya to catch me takin' the pictures, though."
What a blessing Atsumu Miya is.
"Oh, baby," you coo, squishing his warm cheek in your palm, "aren't you the sweetest?" You eye him for a moment before kissing the corner of his mouth. "You look hot."
Any embarrassment morphs into pride in a blink at the praise. Atsumu's chest puffs, closing the space between you as a smirk starts to grow. "Oh yeah?"
"Mhm."
An arm curls around your waist just as his grin grows more mischievous. "And it's all for you." Atsumu's tone deepens, dropping an octave as he tells you, "Now ya get to enjoy the show live-" He kisses you then. "and in-person."
Your expression matches his, gaze flickering from his eyes to his lips. "Lucky me."
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matchaxblossom · 7 months
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Reki: We can bake these cookies at 400 degees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute.
Joe: No that's not how you make cookies
Miya: How about 4,000,000 for one second?!?
Joe: yOURE GONNA BURN THE HOUSE DOWN!
Reki: IM GONNA HARVEST THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES FOR LANGA!
Miya: DO IT!
Joe: NO-
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takiokoi · 10 months
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reki *might* like langa
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undergoldskiess · 3 days
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this've got to be one of my favorit panels
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simioazul · 5 months
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It started as a drawing and it turned into this...
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Atsumu is possesive...
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notaliarr · 8 months
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recoloured one of my fav tsumu panels :"D
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remuswriting · 6 months
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demxnscous · 1 year
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I think one of the most difficult things about being in a poly relationship with Atsumu and Kiyoomi is when they're both gone for a game across the country. It's not that you talk to them any less (they call and text when they get a moment to themselves, shoulder to shoulder in the upper box of the video call, sharing earbuds) or that they think of you any less (Atsumu lets his head fall onto Kiyoomi's shoulder on the bus as he groans about how much he misses you) but it's just...difficult
The bed for three is barely filled by just you alone, the pantry and refrigerator suddenly seem too full of food, the bathroom counters look to be at a normal height without the two men standing beside it, needing to bend slightly at the waist just to wash their faces—and it's so, so quiet
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o-vera-nalyzing · 22 hours
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osamu, seconds after walkig into the house: 🎶ATSUMU SMELLSSSSS ATSUMU SMELLSSSS🎶
atsumu, immediately shoving osamu: i hate you
osamu: hey ma did u know atsumu smells?
mama miya: well considering you just scream-yelled it to the whole house… did something happen?
osamu: no he just smells
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miyaeto · 1 year
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guyoiiii · 4 months
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my angelcake<33
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10hong · 14 days
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real talk why does beauty and the beat by justin beiber go so hard. like the harmonies and the piano are an insanely good prod choice
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cl-ouf · 1 year
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is it gay to tell your homies youll skate infinitely with them? is it gay... that your homie makes your heart beat faster whenever you see them while skating?
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giggly-squiggily · 1 year
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SQUIGGLY YOUR EVENT IS MY FAV PART OF FEBRUARY FOR REAL!!!
Welcome to order number one :>
I would loVE to see Miya and Joe with Miss You (“when’s the last time you smiled?”) and Only You. (“Could you…you know?”)
I am always here for father figure Joe 🙏😭
Here is my payment for my candy, I hope this will suffice!
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That gif! *sobs* I love him so much! Thank you so much, Ducky! Both for the kind words and this prompt!!! Oh my goodness my heart and soul- Father figure!Joe is so good! I've gotcha covered, Ducky! Thank you for giving me the chance to write for these two!
A little angsty in the beginning because it had to happen
Miss You ("When's the last time you smiled?") + Only You ("Could you...you know).
“Hey there, little dude.” Joe grinned when he saw Miya walking up. That grin fell near instantly upon seeing the redness around the kid’s eyes. “Oh man- Miya, what happened?”
“It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it.” Miya shook his head, looking like he was about to cry once more. Joe closed the distance almost immediately, wrapping his arms around him and hugging him close. “Joe, let me-”
“Don’t tell me to let go. Not when you’re crying.” Joe hushed him gently, rocking them both at a slow pace.
“I-I’m not- I’m not cr-crying.” Miya finally broke, small sobs escaping his lips as he clung to the bigger man. “Sh-Shut up, J-Joe.”
“There there.” Joe ran a hand through his hair. “Come on- let’s take a walk.”
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“Ugh, bullies huh? I remember those days.” Joe shook his head in mild disgust as he and Miya walked along a scarcely filled park, boba drinks in hand. Miya had calmed down enough to talk and had given Joe the entire run down of his week. “Want me to come down there and scare them off for you? I did that for Cherry all the time back in our day.”
“It’s alright- they’d probably bully you too- wait, you did?” Miya sounded shocked, staring up at the bigger man with wide eyes. “For Cherry?”
“Of course! Well…actually, he scared off mine. Guy’s rather menacing when he wants to be.” Joe confessed, earning a snort from Miya. The sound suddenly made Joe think. “Hey Miya…when’s the last time you smiled?”
“I don’t remember. It’s been a bad week.” Miya confessed, bowing his head. When he looked up again, he seemed hesitant. “Hey…could you, you know?”
“Ah, you want me to do…this?” Joe pulled the smaller skater into him, his hand clawing gently at his belly and making Miya squeak with laughter. “This is what you want, right?”
“Johohoohohoe! Ahehahahhha! Coohohohome ohooohohn!” Miya giggled against him, nearly dropping his boba. Coming to a nearby bench, Joe quickly deposited both drinks there before scooping up Miya in one of his famous bear hugs, continuing to tickle. “Ahehaehahhahahhha, no fahahhahahhahir!”
“Yes fair! You asked for this, no?” Joe finally eased his tickles, letting Miya hang out in his arms like a ragdoll cat. “And if you ever need anything, just tell me. I’m here for you, kid. Both Cherry and I, Reki, Langa and Shadow. We’re your team. If those bullies bother you again, we’ll all show up and scare them off for you.”
“Pfft, you’re such a dork.” Miya laughed through new tears, smiling properly now. “But thank you. I appreciate it, Joe.”
“Heh, anytime, kiddo.”
~Send me a pairing and a candy heart phrase~
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