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Atsumu has always been prone to starting fights. Whether that stems from growing up with an alpha twin brother that he could challenge at any given moment or if it’s just his personality, Suna doesn’t really know.
Sometimes, Suna thinks, it’s almost as if he wants to be settled like a pup, like he wants someone to hold him down by the neck and make him submit. Time to test out his theory.
The SunaAtsu bitching fic that everyone wanted
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On graduation day, Kita gave Atsumu the position of volleyball team captain, and Osamu the second button of his uniform.
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by the eighth time (do right by myself) by bublitz for kenhinasuga, eclipsed (lucitae)
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
18 Apr 2021
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Only in the embrace of Kita’s home, does Osamu process Onigiri Miya no longer exists— is no longer his.
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- Part 1 of by the 8th time
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01 Jul 2021
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When he takes the second exit instead of the third roughly thirty minutes from his destination, the thought of being foolish crosses his mind, but he keeps going. Osamu drives on narrow roads, letting asphalt turn to gravel in the gloom of frozen rice fields. They bear witness to his flight without judgment, as unbiased as the person who tends to them. Only after knocking twice does Osamu register that he's not just being foolish, but impolite, too. He’s crawling to Kita’s doorstep uninvited, bringing troubles that should worry Osamu alone. The night sky condemns his foolishness in silence. Osamu should have known it would judge him, for Kita doesn’t tend to it like he does to the soil.
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He holds the ball in his right hand and the school’s cheering section in his left. They are loud, which he hates. But they are adoring, which he needs. He wants to maintain his grip on their high regard.
Overwhelmed by his talent, they’ll shut up at the curl of his fingers into a fist.
But today, the world goes silent without Atsumu’s direction.
Ojiro Aran, a permanent fixture in Miya Atsumu's life, has seen it all.
[For Day 3 of AtsuAran Week 2021: First Times, Childhood Friends to Lovers, "Took You Long Enough"]
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16 Jan 2022
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After that, Atsumu enters middle school, ready to pile accomplishment after accomplishment on top of the unpleasantries of his personality. Ultimately, there would be no room for him to be petty if there’s nothing for him to be jealous of or competitive over—if he just leaves everyone in his dust.
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"And here’s the thing.
Atsumu is not a popular person by any means. Fuck, most people can barely stand him.
But when Bokuto is around and happy to see him, he feels this pure, stirring awareness of being a really exciting person no matter how boring he actually ends up being.
And Atsumu has never been good at not chasing the highs he wants to deserve."
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Miya Atsumu vs. the mortifying ordeal of being known: the fic
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11 Nov 2021
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Time isn't passing and distance is fading and someone he cares deeply for is about to touch him somewhere he knows is going to hurt.
Bokuto is close now, his hands are clenched at his sides and he is definitely holding back some big, loud, totally inappropriate declaration as he gapes helplessly at Atsumu from an awkwardly formal distance.
Bokuto doesn't do distances like this. He owns things or he doesn't, he takes what he wants or he leaves. He has nothing in him that suspends him at an arm's length of anything.
But he is poised there now anyway, tortured by the invisible boundary of electric indecisions expanding between them.
Atsumu breathes wetly.