OjesedMS
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“Omi? It’s the middle of the night. What’re ya doin' ‘ere?”
Kiyoomi’s panting despite not being physically exerted. “Me,” he says.
Atsumu is 一 understandably 一 confused. “Huh?”
Kiyoomi swallows his nerves, refusing to back down now. That would be quitting, and Sakusa Kiyoomi is not a quitter. “Me,” he repeats, more coherently. “I’ll be your fuckbuddy.”
All the sleep leaves Atsumu. His jaw might as well touch the floor with how far it drops. “Huh?”
In a moment of weakened resolve, Kiyoomi offers to become Atsumu's friend with benefits. No strings attached, of course. Cue the circus music.
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08 Sep 2026
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Kiyoomi comes back from spending the night with Wakatoshi-kun. Atsumu has some feelings about it.
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- Part 1 of horny sakuatsus
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26 Aug 2026
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somewhere in the middle (i think we lied a little) by akanemnida for akanemnida
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
21 Nov 2020
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“Body worship,” Miya said instantly, after Kiyoomi asked him what he wanted as reward as the winner of their service ace competition.
“I can do that,” Kiyoomi said with a frown. “God, you really are the vainest person on this planet—”
Miya shook his head, smirking. “Nuh-uh, Omi-kun. I meant I wanted ‘ta worship ‘ya.”
(Or: Sakusa and Atsumu and all the blurred lines in between.)
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25 Aug 2026
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love is a battlefield (and there are always casualties in war) by skittidyne
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
08 Apr 2015
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Tanaka and Noya had crossed a line. It had involved copious amounts of Red Bull, water balloons, food dye, one of Ennoshita’s film plots, and bad ideas. Daichi, Asahi, and Yachi had been the unfortunate victims. He didn’t want to think about it. It was a miracle Yachi hadn’t run home, crying, and quit the club. (Daichi had felt like it. Asahi tearfully threatened Noya with it.)
“I need revenge,” Daichi announced on the way home from practice.
(( or: daichi and kiyoko fake-date to get back at tanaka and noya after a particularly bad prank; everyone can see the collateral damage except for them ))
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24 Aug 2026
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Oikawa returns from a three-week vacation with a wedding ring around his neck.
All his teammates knew about Oikawa’s new wife was that she was Japanese and she was "the most beautiful person in the world"Join Oikawa's Argentinian teammates on a multi-year adventure to figure who has the misfortune to have married him.
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19 Aug 2026
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There was a moment of awkward silence. Kageyama didn’t know what to say. Finally, Aran quietly continued, “It’s one thing to be born on the outside. It’s another to be exiled. I saw it happen to my mother after she married my father and I would not wish that fate on anyone.” Aran was looking fiercely into the crowd, towards the box that housed the Japanese women’s national team.
Behind them, Kageyama heard a clatter and when he turned around, he saw the usually cool and composed Iwaizumi crouching down to pick up the clipboard he had just dropped.
A failure, a traitor. Oikawa wasn’t good enough for Japan, so he went to Argentina, a country where volleyball was much less competitive. The news played their high school defeats at the hands of Karasuno and Shiratorizawa over and over and over, constantly reminding viewers that Tohru Oikawa had never made it to nationals as a high schooler in Japan. Kageyama and Ushijima were touted as national heroes while Oikawa was worth less than the dirt on which they stood. . “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked you to marry me.”
Oikawa’s hand immediately darted up to the wedding ring hanging around his neck. At first, Iwaizumi thought he was going to rip it off and throw it at him. But instead, Oikawa’s fingers curled around the ring possessively. With his other hand, Oikawa scooped up his suitcase and before Iwaizumi knew what was happening, Oikawa already had a foot out the door. He looked back, eyes burning with rage. “Divorce me then.” The door slammed in Iwaizumi’s face.
The words rang in Iwaizumi’s ears. Divorce me then. Divorce me then. Divorce me then. After all they had fought, Iwaizumi had never once thought about divorcing Oikawa. It was stupid not to have thought it. Breaking up with someone you’re married to meant getting a divorce.
Divorce me then. Divorce me then. It sounded so wrong. Divorces were filled with hatred and vitriol. It wasn’t for Iwaizumi and the tender love he still felt for Tohru. Divorce was for Utsui-sensei, who resented Ushijima’s mother so much he had moved overseas to avoid her. They hadn’t spoken at all since Ushijima graduated high school. He had wiped his life clean of her.
“You told me so much in the letters. All the things you wanted that I never gave you. Why was this the one part you left out?”“Because that’s the moment when we ended. The moment I chose my career over you.”
Oikawa’s eyes shot open. He glared at Iwaizumi. “We were over long before that, Hajime. I’ve always chosen my career over you and you let me.” Iwaizumi opened his mouth to protest but Oikawa stopped him. “How long did you think you could keep on sacrificing yourself for my sake?”
“I’m sorry,” Iwaizumi yelled, voice a little too desperate. “You’re right. I knew we were doomed, but I didn’t have the strength to let you go. If I had been able to end it sooner, we wouldn’t have suffered so much.”
Suddenly, Iwaizumi felt a weight on him. Oikawa had moved to straddle him, foreheads touching as he held Iwaizumi’s face in his hands. “Don’t apologize for staying by my side. I told you I was staying in Argentina. Anyone else would have broken up with me, should have broken up with me. Instead, you married me. It was selfish of me to have reacted that way when you went back to Japan. A thousand apologies aren’t enough for what I did. The heavens blessed me with a saint, but I was so blind I turned him into a devil in my mind.”