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I'm KenneDuck! (she/they) (Aro/Ace) (23)! I'm the creator of Andy Bass and Secret Confessions to a Sage! I'm incredibly thankful for all the support I've gotten on my Sidlink art, and I hope to continue sharing my favorite couple to y'all~ See exclusive Sidlink art (SFW/NSFW) on my Patreon! And check out my shop for physical Sidlink merch! (plushies, charms, stickers, prints, comics!)

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WELCOME, GUPPIES!

I'm KenneDuck! (she/they) (Aro/Ace) (23)! I'm the creator of Andy Bass and Secret Confessions to a Sage! I'm incredibly thankful for all the support I've gotten on my Sidlink art, and I hope to continue sharing my favorite couple to y'all~ See exclusive Sidlink art (SFW/NSFW) on my Patreon! And check out my shop for physical Sidlink merch! (plushies, charms, stickers, prints, comics!)

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✨ Commissions: CLOSED FOR NOW!

PROJECT NAVIGATION!

✨ Read "Secret Confessions to a Sage" HERE!

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MSBY switch sports for #MSBYweek2021 Just a joke about TV making athetles look naked

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Second year Bokuto who is struggling in math class and so enlists Akaashi, the new first year setter, to help him study.

Akaashi agrees (quickly), and they make a habit of it. Two months in, Bokuto realizes how much he loves hanging out with his teammate outside of the court. So he starts requesting help with other classes, like English and history, despite not needing as much help in those subjects.

He wonders if Akaashi knows. Wonders if the boy is catching on that aside from Algebra, he’s doing perfectly fine. Bokuto has never exactly excelled in academics, but he’s not failing either. He thinks he’s pretty average when it comes to grades. 

But how else can he justify them hanging out together outside of practice? He really doesn’t know. So he keeps asking, not quite “playing dumb” but posing certain questions and insisting Akaashi is the only one who can help.

“You’re the smartest person I know,” he’d declare, “and I trust you more than anyone!” For some reason, that would always work. Akaashi would turn away, the tips of his ears a bit pink, and agree right away.

But eventually, inevitably, Akaashi catches on. He finally speaks up after Bokuto asks him to help study for an upcoming science test.

“Bokuto-san, I recall you doing well in your Physical Science course last year.” He raises one perfect eyebrow, with a scrutinizing look that sends a thrill up Bokuto’s spine. “Do you expect me to believe you need help with Biology, of all things?”

“I mean, um,” Bokuto swallows harshly. “I just thought that maybe—”

Akaashi sighs. He turns in his seat, leaning one elbow against Bokuto’s desk. They’ve been working on other subjects for a couple of hours now. Papers are scattered about, and two empty owl-shaped tea mugs are set to the side.

Bokuto really hopes he hasn’t made things weird between them. “I’m sorry, ‘kaashi!” He reaches up to grip at his hair, squeezing his eyes shut. “Ugh, I’m so annoying! Don’t look at me!”

“Bokuto,” Akaashi says, and the lack of a honorific surprises Bokuto out of his spiraling thoughts. He glances up to see the other boy staring at him intently.

“Yes?” Bokuto holds his breath.

“You don’t actually need my help with any of this,” Akaashi declares. “So why did you ask?”

Bokuto stares. Does Akaashi really not know? Wow, his new setter is a touch more oblivious than he initially thought! “Well, um,” he stutters, “Obviously I just… wanted us to hang out.”

Apparently, Akaashi hadn’t been expecting that at all. His mouth drops open. He blinks. It takes him a few awkward moments to respond. “You… want to hang out… with me?”

“Yeah!”

“Oh.”

Bokuto waits patiently as the boy seems to work something out in his mind. No doubt he is overthinking, running through all possible meanings of Bokuto’s simple words. He looks bewildered. It’s… sort of cute. Bokuto chuckles. 

“Is that so crazy? That I like hanging out with you?”

Akaashi shrugs. He turns back the the desk, reaching out to fiddle with a pencil. Bokuto watches in delight as a blush creeps up the boy’s slender neck. “I suppose not,” Akaashi’s voice is quiet. “I’m just… not use to it.”

They fall into silence. Bokuto shifts in his chair, watching Akaashi closely, allowing him to lead them out of this charged moment. The only sounds come from the fan spinning overhead and his own heavy breathing.

Suddenly, Akaashi scoots his chair back and stands, causing Bokuto to flinch. “Okay,” he nods, carefully moving around to grab his jacket from the foot of Bokuto’s bed. “Let’s go, then.”

“Huh?” Confused, Bokuto slowly unfolds from his seat. “Go? Where?”

“You wanted to hang out.” Another shrug. He tosses over Bokuto’s jean jacket; Bokuto catches it easily with one hand. “So we might as well do that somewhere fun. Like the arcade. Or, um, we could go get food?”

Akaashi has made it to the door now, looking back over his shoulder, face is as impassive as ever. But there’s a new sort of spark in his eyes, one that Bokuto isn’t sure what to make of.

(He might be sort of excited to figure it out.)

“You coming?”

Bokuto pulls on his jacket, feeling light as a feather as he follows his new friend out of the room. He smiles.

This might be the start of something great.

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I imagine that after middle school, 2nd year Bo is still worried about overwhelming others, not wanting to scare them away. Love the idea that Akaashi immediately agreeing to practice, study and hang out as friends means a lot to him.

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finally sharing this small collaboration made with berry because i love her stories ! this is from the new chapter HERE posted today 🌹

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tiny bkaks

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commission done for Asami Shadowborn for her hot fanfic "The Greatest"

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commission done for Asami Shadowborn for her hot fanfic "The Greatest"

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Sakuatsu drabble - Foxtsumu

sfw, fox hybrid atsumu, pre-relationship fluff 940w no warnings

Atsumu is outwardly loud and cocky but that's really just on a shallow level. When it comes down to it he's a bit skittish and shy, and slow to trust. The real loudness comes once he's comfortable with someone, but that takes a while.

When he joins MSBY he struggles to connect with his new teammates, especially since he's the only hybrid on the team. It's not very common to see hybrids in professional sport, because they're usually quite sensitive and their tails tend to get in the way.

In high school Atsumu always had Osamu by his side and they took on everything together, but now he feels isolated and alone. His cockiness is born from a 'fake it til you make it'-attitude, and eventually he becomes comfortable enough with his new team members to ease up around them and be more like himself - a bit of an asshole with a heart of gold, and someone who loves loudly and freely.

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Enter Sakusa Kiyoomi, who changes everything.

Suddenly, the members of MSBY get to see Atsumu being shy and bashful. He's his usual self when Kiyoomi isn't around, but as soon as the newest member enters the gym Atsumu's ears perk up and his tail starts flicking back and forth.

He never speaks to Kiyoomi outside of normal pleasantries and call outs on the court. He stares, though, and tries to pretend he doesn't by hiding his face behind his tail. When Kiyoomi shows up wearing compression gear for the first time, Atsumu is beet red during the entire practice and his tail won't stop swishing up to cover his blushing face.

All of MSBY (aside from the fox himself and Kiyoomi, who are not privy to the discussion) agree that Atsumu is being so stupidly obvious and yet seeming so oblivious as to how hard he's crushing. His ears constantly swivel to face Kiyoomi, wherever he might be in the gym. He hides behind his bushy tail, his wide eyes the only thing peeking up over the soft fur, and watches Kiyoomi do spike drills. He avoids speaking directly to Kiyoomi whenever possible, always sticking close to the other team members and fleeing whenever he's alone with the spiker.

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And then one day their usual team bus breaks down and they have to travel on a much smaller one. The lack of space requires everyone to have a seat mate and Atsumu almost panics when he realises that the team has conspired to have him end up next to Kiyoomi. The trip is long and there's no other place for him to sit, and so he proceeds to hug his tail and hide his blushing cheeks in the fur to avoid making a fool of himself by speaking to the object of his affections.

About an hour into the journey Atsumu feels a light touch to his shoulder and startles, turning to face Kiyoomi with most of his face still buried in his tail.

"Hey," Kiyoomi says, his eyes soft above his mask. "You seem really nervous, are you okay?"

Atsumu doesn't dare speak so he just gives a jittery nod, averting his eyes and biting his lip behind the cover of his tail.

Kiyoomi is quiet for a moment, but then he says something that makes Atsumu's heart do a somersault. "Would you like me to scratch your ears?"

"What?" Atsumu squeaks, head swivelling back towards Kiyoomi as his heart threatens to beat out of his chest.

Suddenly it's Kiyoomi's turn to blush and avert his eyes, clearing his throat before speaking again. "I'm sorry, that was... I'm sorry if that was too forward. It's just that, well, I don't have a lot of experience with hybrids so I did some research, and most sources agree that scratching behind the ears is comforting and calming..."

Kiyoomi trails off, staring out of the window, and Atsumu's just gaping at him.

Kiyoomi did research for Atsumu? He looked up how to make hybrids feel comfortable and at ease, and he's offering to...

"I'd like that," Atsumu blurts out before he can stop himself, immediately blushing harder and sinking back into his tail when Kiyoomi's head whips back around to face him, eyes wide. "If... if yer offerin', I mean."

Kiyoomi's eyes light up and Atsumu falls a little more, subconsciously leaning forward as Kiyoomi raises his hand towards his twitching ears.

"Be careful with 'em," he mumbles into his tail, eyes already half shut in relaxation when he feels Kiyoomi's hand gently settle on the top of his head.

"Of course," Kiyoomi says, barely above a whisper as he starts moving his fingers, his short nails softly scratching Atsumu's scalp right where his ears connect.

Atsumu can't help it - he immediately starts purring. Kiyoomi's hand is warm and his touch is careful and deliberate, gently scratching at the absolute best spot even without Atsumu guiding him. It's pure bliss.

"Are you... purring?"

Kiyoomi's voice is a mix between soft, curious, and amused. Atsumu would usually be embarrassed but he's way too blissed out to care, so he just hums affirmatively as his eyes slip shut, his tail falling into his lap as his arms relax.

Kiyoomi chuckles softly beside him, and the sound makes Atsumu's chest feel warm. He leans further into Kiyoomi's touch, and startles slightly when he feels his head land on his teammate's shoulder.

"Oh, 'm sorry-"

Kiyoomi's grip on his head tightens almost imperceptibly, keeping him in place. "It's okay, stay here."

A warm thrill runs through Atsumu's body and he purrs louder, nuzzling into Kiyoomi's shoulder and letting the soft touches lull him to sleep.

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Sakuatsu drabble - Single dad Atsumu

sfw, pre-relationship fluff, pining omi 670w no warnings

It's already dark outside by the time they finally leave the locker room, Kiyoomi carrying Atsumu's gym bag as the latter holds a tired and fussy Ichiro in his arms.

"Thanks for that, Omi," Atsumu says, exhaustion clearly present in his voice as he fumbles for his car keys. "Sorry to put this on ya, can't believe his sitter bailed on me at the last minute."

"Don't worry about it," Kiyoomi says sincerely, a smile tugging at his lips as he watches Ichiro fight sleep in his father's arms. "I'm happy to help."

Kiyoomi wishes Atsumu knew just how true his words are. Anything that lets him spend more time with the man he's secretly pined after for years and his little bundle of joy is something he'll gladly do over and over.

Atsumu finds his keys and unlocks the car, his tired yet grateful smile warming Kiyoomi to his very core. "Dunno what I'd do without ya, Omi."

I don't ever want to be without you, Kiyoomi wants to say.

"I'll always be here," he says instead, opening the door so that Atsumu can put Ichiro on his booster seat. But Atsumu is looking up instead of down at the car, wonder in his eyes as the night sky reflects in them.

"Omi, look! Shootin' stars!"

Kiyoomi looks up and sees them too, quick bursts of brilliant shine, barely visible through Osaka's light pollution. But he stares at them anyway, his breath visible in the chilly evening, wishing so hard he thinks he might break apart.

Please. Please.

"Hey, kiddo," Atsumu says, poking his son's cheek and making him giggle. "Whad'ya wish for? Ya gotta wish on shootin' starts, those are the rules."

Ichiro looks up, his mouth open in the same kind of wonder that Atsumu just displayed. Kiyoomi bites the inside of his cheek, doing the best he can without an outlet for all the affection running rampant within him.

"I wisch..." Ichiro begins, trailing off as he grins widely and looks back down at his dad. "I wisch unca' Omi stay foreva'!"

Kiyoomi sucks in a sharp breath but Atsumu just nods, turning to him with a soft smile. "I do too, kiddo."

Ichiro makes a happy sound and then yawns, and Atsumu chuckles as he straps his son into his car seat. Kiyoomi is reeling and his heart feels like it's going to explode out of his chest. He's grateful for the dark night hiding his furiously blushing cheeks.

Stay forever.

"Earth to Omi," Atsumu chirps, opening the driver's door and getting in. "I promised ya takeout and a lift as thanks, didn't I?"

"Right, yes, of course," Kiyoomi stammers, hurrying to chuck their gym bags in the boot and get in the passenger's seat. Atsumu turns around and makes a silly face at Ichiro, who giggles even though his eyes are heavy with sleep.

"Get some sleep, kiddo," Atsumu coos, starting the car and reversing out of the parking space. "I'll carry ya to bed, dontcha worry."

Ichiro is fast asleep before they're even out of the parking lot, and Atsumu glances at him in the rear mirror with an adoring smile.

"He really loves ya," he says, his eyes back on the road.

"I know," Kiyoomi says, his gaze tracing the lines of Atsumu's profile in the light from the cars that pass them. I love him too. And I love you, he doesn't say. "He's such a wonderful kid."

"Ya better honour his wish, by the way," Atsumu says, glancing at Kiyoomi so fast that Kiyoomi is sure he was caught staring. His cheeks heat up again. "It'll break his lil' heart if ya leave."

"I'm not going anywhere," Kiyoomi says, the words almost too quick and eager but no less sincere. "I'll be here for you- both of you. I promise."

Atsumu smiles that smile again, the tired yet warm one that makes Kiyoomi's heart clench and his stomach fill with butterflies. "I know, Omi, and I wouldn't want it any other way."

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Sakuatsu drabble - Touch

sfw, fluff 180w no warnings

Atsumu and Kiyoomi can both be clingy but in very different ways.

Atsumu is physical, as expected. He likes to be touching Kiyoomi as much and as often as possible. Holding his hand in the car, coming up to hug him from behind, clinging to him when they sleep.

Anyone who's met Kiyoomi for more than 10 seconds knows that he's not a very tactile person. When they first started dating, several people around them were worried that the constant touching that came naturally to Atsumu would become too much for Kiyoomi.

But it never did.

While Kiyoomi doesn't naturally initiate touch as often as Atsumu does, he welcomes it with his whole heart. When it's not there, he misses it and aches for it. Every hand on his cheek, every playful shoulder bump, every lingering kiss. Kiyoomi treasures them all.

Atsumu touches and Kiyoomi welcomes it. Atsumu reaches out and Kiyoomi yearns for it. Atsumu tells Kiyoomi he loves him and Kiyoomi says it back, every time, without fail.

And so they go through life, hand in hand, fitting together like puzzle pieces.

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Sakuatsu drabble - New year's proposal

sfw, fluff 540w no warnings

The stroke of midnight is less than five minutes away when Kiyoomi drags Atsumu out into the backyard of the MSBY sharehouse. The rest of the party guests are out front watching the fireworks, and Atsumu makes a soft sound of surprise when Kiyoomi drags him away from the crowd.

"Are ya okay, Omi?" he asks when the door swings shut behind them and Kiyoomi turns to face Atsumu. "D'ya not wanna be with the others?"

Kiyoomi takes a deep breath and grabs both of Atsumu's hands with his own. "Exactly two years ago today, you asked me to be your boyfriend right on this spot."

Atsumu blushes and a grin spreads across his face. "Ya must be tipsy if yer getting sentimental on me, Omi."

Kiyoomi feels a small smile tug at his lips, and he reaches up to stroke Atsumu’s cheek. "A little bit, but I don't need to be tipsy to tell you how much you mean to me."

Atsumu’s grin widens and he nuzzles into Kiyoomi’s hand, cheeks red and eyes glittering. "Yeah?"

"Atsumu," Kiyoomi says, feeling the beginnings of tears form in his own eyes. "You're everything to me. You've completely changed my life, and I don't think I tell you that enough. I cannot even begin to describe how happy you make me, every single day. I'm a better person because of you, and you didn't even have to try. Your joy and warmth, these things that come so naturally to you, have made me so much happier and I can't thank you enough for that. I love you so much, and I will until the day I die."

Atsumu is actually crying now, tears running down his cheeks and his grin trembling. "Omi..."

Kiyoomi takes another deep breath. This is it. He sinks down onto one knee, maintaining eye contact. Atsumu’s breath hitches and his grin fades into surprise as his eyes widen.

"Miya Atsumu," Kiyoomi says slowly, reaching into his coat pocket and pulling out the maroon velvet box he's been holding onto for three months already. He flips it open to reveal the simple gold band inside, looking up at Atsumu and feeling his chest ache with love and devotion. "Will you marry me?"

Atsumu seems to have stopped breathing and he's just staring at the ring, his lower lip trembling. Kiyoomi watches him, trying his best to be patient despite the frantic beat of his heart.

After what feels like an eternity, Atsumu finally takes a shaky breath. "Omi, I-"

"I know we're young," Kiyoomi blurts out, his mouth uncharacteristically running away with him. "But I can't imagine ever being with anyone else. You're so important to me, Atsumu. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and I'm sorry if this is too much but-"

"Omi, stop," Atsumu laughs, his eyes soft and full of emotion as he pulls Kiyoomi to his feet. "Sakusa Kiyoomi, the answer is yes. Of course I'll marry ya."

Kiyoomi feels his shoulders relax and a few tears spill from his eyes as he slides the gold band over Atsumu’s ring finger. As the sky lights up with colourful explosions to welcome the new year, they fall into each other's arms and kiss until their teammates find them.

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Sakuatsu drabble 🌶 - Rimming

nsfw 🔞 290w no warnings

Atsumu is convinced that Sakusa will never want to eat him out, because of his whole thing with germs.

And then one night they get drunk and Sakusa practically begs Atsumu to sit on his face. Atsumu thinks he might be dreaming but gladly complies and swears he sees god when Sakusa makes him come with his tongue in Atsumu's ass.

It keeps happening when they get drunk and Atsumu is too scared to bring it up when they're sober in case Sakusa completely shoots it down. When they're apart he gets off countless times thinking about it, desperately wanting more of that feeling.

And then one day Sakusa asks for it when they're stone cold sober and Atsumu actually falls off the bed.

"Are ya drunk?" are the first words out of his mouth as he sits dumbly on the floor.

Sakusa gives him a blank look. "It's 10 in the morning."

And Atsumu goes into this whole nervous and unplanned spiel about how he thought facesitting was just a drunken thing and he never dared to ask outside of that but if it's on the table-

And Sakusa interrupts him with a raised hand and a smirk. "I was getting tired of waiting for you to figure it out, so I thought I'd speed things up."

Atsumu blinks dumbly at him before picking up a pillow and tossing it at his boyfriend. "Ya did that on purpose, ya bastard!"

Sakusa just laughs and pulls him back up onto the bed and then in for a kiss. "Maybe. What are you going to do about it?"

The grin Atsumu gives him is downright predatory. "'M gonna sit on yer face until ya beg for mercy."

"I was hoping you'd say that."

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my boat bullshit again

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"Bokuto-san I have always been your biggest fan."

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HANAMUSA (JESSIExDELIA) MASTER POST

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