#atsumu

[dictearchive]

[pumpkinsouppe]

Post-Run onigiri (he routed his run to go directly to samu’s shop)

Atsumuuuuuuu… I love his dumb ass

[waveoftheocean]

saw this tweet and immediately thought of sakuatsu

[ahgalen]

MSBY Black Jackals my beloveds

[suwoi]

⟢ tweets about you ! hq

synopsis: just lovesick boys 🤭

ft. atsumu tanaka noya suna oikawa sugawara kuroo kenma bokuto hinata

[hinata-boke]

guy with no sense of personal space

[natriae]

"y/n what is it tell me," atsumu begs, smile still resting on his face. His eyes searching yours for answer.

"it's nothing, really" The two of you are at osamu's shop in the very back booth. Legs up as you face Atsumu. Most of his friends are here to celebrate Sunarin's birthday, and with that comes a lot of new information about your boyfriend that you didn't know before.

You know he can read your face. He knows there someone you want to ask, but not sure what. It's simply just not the time and place to ask this. Is there ever really a good time to ask?

How do you ask your boyfriend how many exs he's had without making it weird?

He's well aware this is your first relationship, and as embarrassing as that is he never made you feel embarrassed for it. You watch as Suna, Aran, Kita, and Osamu joke about more memories from the past. They know so much more than you do. It must be so much easier being a guy in relationships.

The party has died down to the point where it's only the six of you left. Which gives Atsumu more than enough time to read your face and assume your thoughts which is exactly what you need right now.

"you know what...whatever. I'm not dealing with you and your sad bullshit right now," he says before getting up, and re-joining his friends. Everything around you slows. It's as if you were pushed under water. Your throat closes and your eyes begin to water before you rush up and into the bathroom.

You weren't suppose to be here. He only brought you so you could meet his friends — who clearly weren't expecting you either. You breathing picks up as you shut the door to the only bathroom in the establishment. How could he say that?

part 2

[lowkeyremi]

WATERMELON !

You’re not quite sure how you got here, but you aren’t complaining at all. The atmosphere is just so light and silly and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Loud laughter leaves your lips, “babe, I’m telling you! that thing is way too big!” Atsumu had somehow convinced you to get this big ass watermelon, because he saw some guy break a watermelon with his thighs. Of course your boyfriend wanted to try it too.

“Are ya doubting’ me?! My thighs are huge, I’ll break this thing in a coupla’ seconds. Now start recordin’!” He’s sat on the porch outside, because you told him there’s no way in hell you’ll be cleaning watermelon out of the carpet.

The watermelon is snug between his thighs and he waits for you to give him the go ahead to crush it. Yes your boyfriend is a professional athlete, but you still think a watermelon is a bit of a crazy stretch.

“Is the camera on?” He asks impatiently, you can’t recall a time your boyfriend had been patient for more than five minutes.

“Oh my gosh be patient!” He sighs over dramatically as per usual while waiting for you to get the camera in focus.

“Okay here we go. I swear if you pull something I’m not covering for you. I bet Sakusa will get a laugh from this.”

“Omi has a stick so deep in his ass i don’t think anythin’ could make ‘em laugh.” He remarks with a smirk.

“Got that on camera.”

“What? He already knows!” Atsumu shakes his head focusing at his task.

You watch from behind the phone as he strains to crush the watermelon for few seconds. You’re rendered speechless when the watermelon actually starts to crack slowly.

Watermelon juice slowly starts to seep down his thighs and into the red shorts he’s currently wearing.

“Oh shit watermelon juice is gettin’ in my underwear!” He complains like it wasn’t his idea to do this.

“Nobody told you to crack open a watermelon with your fucking thighs, babe.” He glares at you when you start to snicker.

His attention is taken away from your teasing when the watermelon cracks open all the way and the juices, seeds, and watermelon gush all out into his thighs and mess up his shorts.

“Holy shit I’m gonna be sticky later.” He mumbles, finally seeing the stupidity of this challenge.

“That’s what you get for being an airhead.”

“Hey! I’m yer airhead n technically this is yer fault too. Ya didn’t stop me from buyin’ it.”

“Maybe I didn’t stop you, because I wanted to see how strong your thighs are.”

“Ya know how strong they are. Ya practically use me as yer personal chair every chance ya get.” You turn off the camera, slipping the phone into your pocket.

“Alright my whiny little baby, let’s get you cleaned up.”

“I’m a fuckin’ professional athlete, ain’t nothing about me is little or baby like.”

“Atsumu. I literally have a video of you clinging to me for your life while cuddling.” He scoffs but his ears turn red which means he remembers.

i miss himmmmmm

©𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐊𝐄𝐘𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈 All works are written by me! Please do not copy, translate, or upload onto other sites thanks!

[oik-tooru]

HQ BOYS WHEN YOU HUG THEM AFTER A MATCH

characters miya atsumu, kozume kenma, sugawara koushi

a/n can you tell suga's my fave character. that is my boy <3

miya atsumu

— after a close but victorious match against the opposing team, the inarizaki members couldn't help but run to the stands, eager to share their victory with their loved ones. atsumu scanned the crowd, immediately spotting your familiar figure running towards him, the biggest smile he's ever seen plastered on your face.

without wasting a second, atsumu opened his arms just in time for you to jump right into them and bury your head in his neck. his hands came up around your waist to support your body against his.

"congratulations tsumu! you did it!" you cheered gleefully, pulling your head back to look at your boyfriend's face. his smile mirrored your own as he leaned forward to rest his forehead against yours.

"thank you beautiful," he murmured. he held you close to him for a few more moments before letting you go, watching as you excitedly ran over to osamu and pulled his twin in for a hug. it seemed as if the whole world slowed down and all atsumu could see was you, his chest flood with such a warm feeling that only you could invoke.

kozume kenma

— kenma heard you running before you saw you. before he could react, however, he immediately felt the force of your body collide against his. he let out a soft oof and sighed when familiar arms wrapped around his middle.

"i'm so proud of you kenma," you beamed, resting your chin on his shoulder.

as much as he tried, kenma couldn't fight off the small smile growing on his face. without so much as a word, he turned around in your arms, allowing himself the opportunity to tug you closer and stuff his head into your hair. his body immediately relaxed in your hold as your hand came up to stroke his hair.

"i'm so tired..." he mumbled. "...but thank you."

you giggled as you continued to hold him, occasionally waving at the other nekoma members when they walked past.

sugawara koushi

— koushi felt his legs go weak. his hands grabbed onto the shoulders of the person next time, which happened to be ennoshita, as he tried so hard not to break down. the loud cheers from the other karasuno members were drowned out by the ringing in his ears, but as soon as he heard your voice from the distance, he snapped right out of it.

"koushi!"

the sight of you, sprinting towards him with the most beautiful smile on your face, was enough to push him over the edge. letting out a small sob, he stumbled towards you as you caught his sniffling body into your arms.

"we...we won," he cried into your shoulder, hands gripping onto the back of your shirt. blinking back tears of your own, you let out a laugh and held onto him tighter, refusing to lighten your grip for even a second. more arms wrapped around the two of you, and you recognized the other third years crying into your shoulder. yet all you could focus on was the sweet boy in your arms.

[r1elle]

atsumu who just gets so annoyed at that stupid plushie on your bed.

at first, he denies it. he denies it because the whole matter is just so above and beyond him.

to be genuinely pissed at some stuffed animal? please. he’s THE MSBY Black Jackals’ Setter. a PRO volleyball player. and most importantly, a GROWN man. being jealous over some sewn up cotton? goodness.

but the nights you had abandoned and turned your back towards him just to unconsciously reach for that plushie and cuddle with it instead began to frequent more than atsumu could tolerate.

hes definitely death threatening that stuffed beast (his own choice of words) the morning after.

is this what those scientists in shows felt like when their own experiments went against them? because seeing that white teddy bear he had prided himself in buying as a gift for your anniversary come and replace him during the hours of your slumber wasn’t really the nicest feelings ever.

so, if you find a rather jolly and humming atsumu sipping his coffee at 8:30 am in the morning, just know that he’s feeling really accomplished and expecting your figure to be the only thing he’s holding from the moment you close your eyes, and up for when you open them once again.

“mornin’, baby. whats up with the upset brows?

oh, but don’t look at how the attic just so happened to have its entrance slightly ajar. unfortunately, doing a clean job wasn’t really in atsumu’s blood that day.

____

“atsumu, have you seen the bear you got me for our anniversary? i’m worried… i cant seem to find it. it’s just.. gone?”

“eh? that big thing? how would it even get lost in the first place?”

“i know.. it’s so weird..”

“maybe yer’ just not looking hard enough, sweet.”

“but how—?……also, why’s the attic open?”

“ya look beautiful, by the way.”

“wh—?”

“just woke up too. so gorgeous. wouldn’t expect less from ya. c’mon, let’s go on a walk.”

“but atsumu, the att—

“i think the tulips you planted finally bloomed. let’s check, hm?”

“i just planted them three days ago—?? hey! atsumu! ats—!!”

well. taking an unexpected walk around the neighbourhood on an empty stomach definitely didn’t make things any better that morning.

——

though, if it alleviates anything within you, perhaps do take note at the horror on atsumu’s face upon the sight of your child dusting off that same white teddy bear she had “found while treasure hunting in the attic!” six years later.

as you make a snide comment (totally not directed at your awfully tense husband), and lead your daughter to washing the now roughed up plush, atsumu couldn’t help but feel as if that bear had been plotting against him, making sure to come back with even more malice for their inevitable reunion. (what a poetic mind, atsumu.)

and so, with no you to hold and to feel, and with no daughter to keep close by,

the bed surely felt colder that night.

stupid bear.

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shameless plug but if u want more atsumu then.. heheh —> loser tsumu ;3

but yeah i don’t think the atsumu hyperfixation is ever gonna end

[uc1wa]

my sweet atsumu who has the image of a player, of a total himbo whore to most of japan; especially when he moves straight from high school to playing professional volleyball

atsumu who gets constant migraines because of how much this bothers him; every morning, opening his phone to his pr manager, sending him a new article with a headline about a potential love interest for him. he wishes he didn't have to hire the man, but that's what top athletes worldwide do. several answers of no and he gets ready for the day.

atsumu miya who has never been in a relationship with a girl. he never gave himself the chance to think about crushes or the dating scene. since his youth, he's been committed to studying and training; landing him the career he shines in now.

so when hinata convinces him to make a dating profile, and one day when he matches with you and continues a conversation with you (it's a bit hard if he's being honest), he decides to pull the trigger: "would you want to grab a bite to eat sometime this week?"

a day or two later, he wants to cancel. he's shaking the hour he woke up, getting hardly any sleep the night before even though he had an entire day of training before the dinner date the two of you had planned. pacing around the room, miscalculating sets to his spikers, he's a nervous mess because what grown man hasn't gone on a single date in his life yet? atsumu miya is who.

[kemistre]

εïз┊𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 — feat. bokuto kotarou, miya atsumu, iwaizumi hajime, sakusa kiyoomi, suna rintarou

synopsis. seeing your other half shirtless is a normal part of a relationship, but how do they react when it’s your first time seeing him without his shirt on?

— content warnings. suggestive, shirtless 2D men, pet names (baby, darling, angel, pretty baby), kiyoomi is shirtless & pantless ;) — word count. 890

εïз┊author's note. posting this gem again for funsies and i literally cannot stop thinking about every single one of these men :3

εïз┊b. kotarou

he couldn’t help but text you as he opened the door to his apartment. after sakusa’s spike to his stomach, he needed to tell you not only how cool it was, but how much it hurt. it wasn’t long after his last text that you were at his doorstep, gladly being invited in by his voice echoing throughout the small apartment. “ko?” “baby!” he popped out from the doorway of the bathroom, a giant smile on his lips. his legs moved on their own as he approached you, his instinct to kiss you upon seeing your beautiful face. he cupped your cheeks, his lips grazing over your own before he pulled back, your cheeks hotter than they usually are. his head tilted in confusion as he stood there half-clothed, his chest—his abs—put on display just for you. “baby? are you still in there..?” he knocked lightly on your head, completely clueless of the effect he had on you.

εïз┊ m. atsumu 

a sigh fell from his lips as he threw his jersey to the side, practice had been tough on him recently. though, he couldn’t figure out why that was. he was just so stiff, and his sets were lacking, it had stressed him out. of course you knew that, he couldn’t not tell you what was going through his mind. he huffed as stretch his back, putting his arms above his head. his eyes found the mirror above his dresser, a small smirk appearing on his lips as he looked at the body he’d made for himself. “h-hey ‘tsumu, i brought food..” his attention was now on you who stood in the doorway of his bedroom with food in hand, it was evident by your face you were flustered, and he knew why. he smiled, stepping towards you with dark eyes. “well thanks angel.” he took the food from your hands, quickly giving you a kiss on the cheek. he smirked, his lips grazed your own before he let out a breathy chuckle. “like what ya see? first time if i remember correctly.”

εïз┊ i. hajime

he let the water slide down his throat, quickly wiping the sweat from his forehead after his morning run. he sighed, setting the bottle onto the kitchen counter as he pulled his tank top over his head before throwing it over his shoulder. you said you were going to stop by earlier in the morning, though he figured he’d have time to shower, make the two of you lunch, and be able to hang out the rest of his day off. thoughts of what to make you filled his head as he opened the fridge. “you look a little sweaty, haji.” you giggled, making him turn to you as you eyed him. he grew flustered at your sudden appearance. “i thought you were coming over later..” “i told you i was on my way.” now that you mentioned it, he did feel his phone buzz in his pocket, though he never got around to checking it. after that moment, after your little smirks towards him the rest of the night there was no way he was going to live down your teasing. he just hoped you wouldn’t tell oikawa.

εïз┊s. kiyoomi

his wet hair dripped water onto the bathroom floor, his reflection staring back at him in the mirror. his curly hair covered his face, his towel loosely wrapped around his waist as water droplets slid down his chest. the steam from the hot shower dispersing through the crack in the bathroom door. with a little shake of his head, he pushed himself up from his hunched over position at the sink, and pulled open the door, the cold air hitting him suddenly. goosebumps appeared on his skin as he threw his towel over his hair, hoping to not get the floors of his bedroom soaked. he paused as he looked through his drawers, hearing a small creak of the floorboards. his eyes flickered towards his door, where — to his shock — you stood. “darling? what-” “sorry omi!” you yelled, your voice cracking as you slammed the door. he flinched at the loud noise, you reaction confusing him until he realized where his towel wasn’t. he slammed his head against the edge of his dresser, his face turning bright pink as his eyes grew wide.

εïз┊s. rintarou

he laid on his bed, spread out on his back as a hand was set gently on his bare stomach, another holding his phone as he scrolled through tiktoks, trying to waste the time away so you’d get there sooner. and it worked, you finally strolling your way through the doorway. his eyes flickered towards you for a moment, then back to his phone as he scrolled to the next video. “what are you watching, rin?” he let out a small hum, glancing up at you from where he laid. your face grew hot, this being the first time you’d seen your boyfriend without a shirt on. a smirk made its way to his lips, he knew, and you knew he knew your body was heating up. he dropped his phone next to his head, quickly pulling you onto the bed with him, making you fall onto of him as he nuzzled his nose into the crook of you neck. “y’know you like seeing me half naked, pretty baby.”

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[iinoruu]

skts - support you local farmer ! 🤠🌽

yes i played too much stardew valley 😓

[amoena55]

One thing abt haikyuu fans is they fucking LOVE to put some regular ass guys in a Situation

[makkir0ll]

he's kind of starting to regret his descision.

to be honest he isn't sure how he ended up here on top of the comfy rug in your living room. his chest is down on the ground and his arms on the side while he head is resting on the side.

these past two weeks have been gruesome for him, he had been working longer hours than normal and barely getting enough sleep. his whole body felt sore and tense. today he came back home a bit earlier and immediately wraps his arms around you as he complains about how much his body aches. you then begin to massage his shoulder. and you can tell how tense he is.

"holy shit babe that feels so good" he leans into your touch the more you work his muscles. you giggle and give him a kiss on the cheek.

"where else does it hurt?" you ask him as you continue to pepper small kisses on his face and he starts to melt. you hear him mumble that his back has been hurting and you offer to crack it. and maybe in the moment it seemed like a good idea but maybe that was because of the fact that you were spoiling him with kisses.

and thats how he ends up here on the floor with your hands feeling his back to find the tense spots to crack. and he loves you, he really does but he can't help but be scared.

"you know what you're doing right?" he asks, you can hear the crack in his voice because he's nervous.

"yea yea, trust me babe. after this you're going to be thanking me"

"when was the last time you did this?"

as a joke you take a second too long for his personal liking to reply.

"y/n you know i love you right. but so help me god if you break my back, you're paying to hospital bills." he whines. the more time you take the more nervous he gets.

"yea just calm down." you say as you push the heel of your hand into his back feeling the spot. "okay ready..?"

you push your hand a little deeper than it was before and his back cracks and he lets out a groan of relief. the tension in that spot completely. you move your hands down his back finding more spots to crack and you continue your motions down his whole back. after each crack he feels his muscles relax way more.

"okay all done" you say as you move out of his way so he can get up.

"babe..." he starts off, hands coming around your hips to pull you closer, "you are a miracle worker."

"i've been told that a couple of times before" you smile at him, putting your arms around his waist a you look up at him. "now how about i crack your neck?"

"i love you, but i think i've had enough cracking for one day." he's more nervous about you breaking his neck. but he's definitely going to be asking you more often to crack his back.

ATSUMU (he's complaining the whole time and begging you to not ruin his career), tsukishima, iwaizumi 27 atheltic trainer!!!!, kuroo, SUNA, kita, hinata, oikawa, COACH MF UKAI

[ilovegettingfeatured]

might be controversial to say on tumblr of all places, but why are some of y’all at your grown ass age writing smut about literal teenagers 💀 (bakugo number one victim btw).. it’s creepy as hell and also hypocritical cause the same bitches who write creepy shit like that be the same ones with “minors dni!!!” in your bio.. minors dni but you’re writing detailed smut about them? lol 😂 you can’t even say that weird p3do ass behaviour is creepy or call these people out because big creators on here will come out with their fanbase to justify this by saying it’s okay and normal to be attracted to little kids because it’s “aged up”.. bfr. you’re in your late 20’s writing about kids who are like. sixteen.

also i don’t care if it’s fiction. you’re weird for being attracted to children.