mamorudon

[mamorudon]

I’m not the fastest poster but that’s only because i write lots and lots of stuff at once🥲 I also read majority of the time. Literally ruining my eyesight because I read SO much LOL

However I’ve been working on a very, very self-indulgent Madara Uchiha x Reader fic the past five-ish days? …It has 12k words and isn’t near done, sigh. Not sure if I’ll ever publish it since I’ve only posted like two of my fics and they’re for Haikyuu. And they aren’t even full-fledged stories, just little fics that make me happy. Maybe though, time will tell.

Anyway I’m working on a longer one-shot for Atsumu currently but it’s a bit harder developing. I’m also thinking about start a series for him…not one that’ll be like, chapter 1, 2, 3, etc. but more like: this is the set universe, anything with this tag will be all the snippets of it! If that makes sense, since that’s how my writing usually is.

My writing muse is singing though so I’ll probably post another cutesy fic with him sometime soon! <3

[mamorudon]

When you first got together with Atsumu you hesitated in telling your brother. After all, they were both setters. And they were both assholes in their own rights. You had no qualms telling friends or other family members. But…starting that conversation with Tōru? You could already feel that some overdramatic, headache inducing situation would happen. Or conversation. Probably both…definitely both.

A few weeks later you realized you needed to tell him though because he almost barged in on you and Atsumu. Having to sneak your boyfriend out of your own apartment was ridiculous. …And mostly funny. Watching Atsumu struggle to fit through your window then trip when he finally got out was honestly kind of worth it. But it was still a sign you needed to rip the band-aid off with Tōru.

…Except the day you decided to tell him went horribly. You’d planned it all out. Tōru was flying in and arriving tomorrow morning. You’d pick him up, go visit your parents for a bit then come back to your apartment. Later you’d order dinner and tell him the news while eating. Iwaizumi planned to come over and keep Tōru’s dramatic reactions in line too, and also in case any ‘fighting’ broke out. Then before Tōru could really object to who your boyfriend was, and the fact that you even had one, a knock would come on the door. Atsumu would arrive and hopefully everything would go smoothly from there!

…That was not how it went. At all.

In hindsight maybe your plan was a bit underdeveloped, a touch too optimistic. It wasn’t like you even got the chance to see how it went though!

You’d woken up to your alarm and a heavy arm thrown around your waist that tightened at the disturbance.

“Shut yer’ alarm babe, ‘s too loud.” ‘Tsumu’s raspy voice filled your hearing and you obliged, blindly slapping at your nightstand until it shut up. Atsumu had stayed the night on the promise he’d be gone from the apartment before you got back with your brother. The two of you laid there for another ten minutes before you pried your boyfriend’s death grip away. He whined when you stood up and tried following after you. His arms wrapped around your waist and dragged you back with a yelp.

“I need to get ready, ‘Tsum.” You sighed but your voice lacked any heat.

“Nmmm mmm.” He replied though his voice was muffled in your shoulder. You snorted and reached back, brushing a hand through his rowdy bed hair.

“I can’t stay unless you wanna meet my brother in a bad mood. He’d probably kill me then you if I didn’t pick him up from the airport.”

Atsumu finally lifted his head from your back, huffing against your neck instead. You twitched and swatted at him but he only chuckled before pressing a kiss below your ear.

“Let him walk back, ya mentioned once that you wanted to pay him back for forgetting you in Argentina that one time.”

The corners of your lips twitched with a smile. “I already got him back for that.”

“Oh. Lame, pay him back again then. Duh.”

You rolled your eyes and moved to pry Atsumu’s arms from your waist. When they didn’t budge you huffed, turning your head to glare at him. He’d managed to wrap himself completely around you, sleepy face tucked into your neck. “Babe.”

“Hm?” He peaked an eye open with a questioning look in his gaze. The smirk slowly building on his face was a dead giveaway he knew what you wanted though.

“I have to get up.”

“Do you?”

“Yes!” You huffed again.

“Mm no, just stay here. Pay him back, remember?”

“I already— aah!” You yelped, clinging to strong arms as the world suddenly spun. A soft breath left you as landed on the bed on your back, heavy legs and a heavy body tangled with your own. You blinked back into focus and found Atsumu grinning down at you.

“‘Tsum! You damn brute, don’t take advantage of my baby strength!” You exclaimed with narrowed eyes. The boyish grin on his lips grew and he leaned down, pecking kisses all over your face.

“It ain’t taking advantage if I’m just naturally stronger than ya babe.”

“That’s literally the definition, idiot!” You swatted him on the back of his head and he laughed. Atsumu relaxed further into you after that and you sighed, accepting your position. It was practically impossible to pry him off when he got in one of his clingy morning moods. Which normally weren’t a bad thing. Unless you had plans.

The two of you laid there for a few more minutes when a lightbulb went off in your head. You needed to take advantage of your position to defeat him. It was the only way.

When Atsumu snuggled further into you, pressing his face fully into your collarbone, you had the perfect opportunity. Slowly, unsuspiciously, you twisted in his hold. You placed a chaste kiss on the side of his head and he hummed, hugging you tighter. Then you turned your head to the right more and harshly blew into his ear. Atsumu yelped, yipping and jolting away from you, unintentionally rolling off the bed.

A laugh burst from your chest at the thud that followed and you started giggling as you sat up. A minute later he perked back up, glaring at you with half his face covered by the bed. He reminded you of one of those groundhog peeking out from its borrow.

“Babe! I told ya not to do that!” He whined, shaking his head like a dog. You snorted, breaking into another round of laughter as he started violently shaking his head.

After a few moments he settled then looked up to you. Your laughs died down at the mischief brewing behind his eyes and a sudden instinct to run built in your chest. “W—wait! Don’t do this babe!”

“Ya brought it on yourself!” He replied and you yelped, barely dodging when he launched himself on the bed. Your feet landed on the floor with a thud and you mentally sent a prayer that you weren’t an upstairs neighbor. You heard Atsumu shift behind you though and you quickly ran to the bedroom door. Seconds after you managed to unlock and open it, a pair of footsteps landed behind you. A hand brushed against your elbow and you squealed, throwing the door open.

You were slightly terrified as you sprinted down the hall, a pair of heavy footsteps following after you.

“C’mere, woman!”

“No way!” You exclaimed, screaming when one of your pillows flew past your head. You rushed past the kitchen into the living room, slightly panting by now before you turned dramatically once you reached the middle of the room. You caught sight of the culprit who barely slid to a stop on the other side of the room. “Did you seriously throw my favorite pillow at me?!”

“I was tryin’ to hit your ankles!” He exclaimed and you scoffed.

“So much for one of the greatest setters of the monster generation. Trash aim, babe.” You taunted, heart skipping a beat at the incredulous expression that rose on Atsumu’s face. He was far too easy to rile up. So cute.

“Oi, take that back!” He shouted and you yelped, scampering for the couch when he rushed at you. He didn’t stop though, even when you started leading him on a around-the-rosey sprint around the couch. Admist all the noise you two were causing the two of you completely missed the sound of jangling keys. Nor the turning of a lock, the sigh of an exasperated voice and a familiar haughty laugh.

“Quit laughin’ baby, it ain’t gonna be funny when I catch you!”

“Never! Your aim sucks, how’d you manage to get it closer to my head when you were aiming for my an—kyah!” You screamed, giggles bubbling out of your throat as you were abruptly grabbed around the waist. Atsumu lifted you in the air, even when you started kicking and squirming. “No no! Don’t eat me! Please mister monster I don’t wanna die! Babe, babe wait!”

“Nah no way. I’m gonna gobble ya up woman. This is what ya deserve for trickin’ me!” Your scream echoed across the apartment as he slammed you into the couch. Atsumu followed suit, towering over you and pinning your arms when you tried escaping. “Where ya going, baby?”

The sound of metal suddenly hitting the floor followed by a dramatic gasp scared the both of you. You both flinched, heads snapping towards the sounds. Your face blanched as you met the disbelieving eyes of your older brother. Shit.

“T—Tōru!” Atsumu’s body stiffened above yours and you immediately felt his soul leave his body.

“Iwa-chan, call the cops! Miya, that arrogant, ugly, second-grade, wannabe setter is trying to kill and eat my baby sister!”

“Oi! I ain’t second-grade!” Atsumu shouted and immediately sat up, gently pulling you up too. He turned to you abruptly, disbelief in his eyes. “Baby why didn’t ya tell me your brother’s Oikawa Tōru?!”

You blinked up at your boyfriend, who was staring back so earnestly in shock. Then your own disbelief bloomed in your chest, along with a touch of irritation. “My surname is Oikawa! And I’ve been saying his name the past few weeks! You seriously didn’t put together those two things?!”

Atsumu’s eyebrows raised like he was personally offended. “How was I supposed to know?!”

“By using your brain, babe!” You replied, slapping his arm. “How many Oikawa Tōru’s are there that play volleyball! And that are setters!”

“I dunno, maybe there’s another one! Ya can never be super sure!”

“Another? That’s—!”

“Excuse me! What did you just say?! Baby? You called her baby?! And you called him that—that gross pet name too?!”

The two of you stopped arguing for a moment, turning back to the voice. You swallowed as you stared at your brother’s horrified face before your eyes trailed over to the man behind him. Hajime was there, arms crossed with an unimpressed look on his face.

“Don’t look at me. I texted you last night that his flight got moved up. Last night. I warned you.”

…So your plan had not gone how you wanted. In fact, the first meeting between your boyfriend and brother ended up with them chasing each other around your apartment. After all, Tōru had barged in on you and Atsumu play fighting.

Well, to him it looked like Atsumu was trying to kill and eat you. So you couldn’t blame him for being mad. Which is why you didn’t completely object when he started chasing Atsumu, who yelled indignantly about your betrayal. Tōru chasing ‘Tsum was better than him calling the police though.

Which is the average response to dropping by your sister’s apartment only to find a tall man chasing her around the couch before slamming her onto it. Then threatening to eat her.

Not to mention a man that was very much one of his rivals…

[mamorudon]

The art of not realizing you knocked your hair tie down while in the bathroom so when you see something black out of the corner of your eye, you quite literally leap into the air, somehow making it onto the counter. Knocking down basically everything and making a lot of noise. Only to realize it was in fact, not a bug.

You’re just delusional.

And then Atsumu cocks his head through the doorway, quickly taking in the scenery. The knocked over bottles, the way you’re still curled up on the counter, but the look that explains it all on your face. He lasts three seconds before laughing his ass off at your predicament, immediately collapsing at the weight of his laughter.

You can only scoff at him. What a lame boyfriend, he was NOT ready to slay a bug for you! Very evident in the way he didn’t even step through the doorway!!!