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it’s a quiet evening when meian hands atsumu a folder of his next target, sakusa kiyoomi’s headshot greeting atsumu as soon as he opens the file. the wire transfer description calls them professional services and atsumu supposes that’s general enough; professional services covers just about the breadth of what he does, though the inclusion of “pretend to be hung up on the ex who dumped him ten years ago” and even “accept a hit on his ex” is debatable.
but it’s twenty million yen, which is just about where even atsumu swallows his pride.
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The plan was that when Kiyoomi met Atsumu again, he’d no longer be in love with him... but Kiyoomi has always planned lines and buildings better than the matters of his heart.
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- Part 1 of Penrose Steps (a sakuatsu inception au)
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08 Jul 2021
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I want to be stuck in limbo forever with this fic
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Ginko is called to a remote beachside town where villagers are said to become ill from a “soul-wasting disease.” There he encounters a silkweaver and salt harvesters whose souls appear to have been devoured by what seems to be the soul-feeding sanekui mushi, though nothing is ever quite as it appears.
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His brother looks thoughtful, a slight breeze ruffling his hair. “Ya know… There is Sakusa.”
Atsumu chokes out laughter. He knew Osamu was going to say it. “No way in hell. Keep that bloodsuckin’ asshole away from me.”
Osamu rolls his eyes and jostles Atsumu’s body slightly. “Yer dyin’ if ya didn’t realize. Think bein’ picky’s the last thing ya can afford right now.”
“I have standards even on death’s door,” Atsumu mutters and spits out a thick clump of bloody saliva on the ground. “He’s the last one I’ll allow to fuck me.”
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He scans for the newest Volleyball Monthly, fingers moving right to left for the telltale kanji when he catches sight of a pile of curls on the December edition, the face of the player neatly hidden behind a magazine on ramen.
Can't be, he thinks, lowering his hand before he pulls it, there's no way he plays v—
It's really him, it's the same curls— though they're short and parted to the side so he could see a bit of Sakusa's forehead— same delicate features, same eyes, his cheeks still round from remnant baby fat.
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“Ya ever been in love?” Miya asks him, quiet, when Miya Two vanishes with two cups of tea to wake Suna. Kiyoomi thinks about Miya’s laugh and Miya’s hands and Miya’s pretty, honey-warm eyes and the way Miya looks on the volleyball court, like he’d savour devouring you whole.
“Maybe,” he says into his teacup.
“How’d it end?”
“I’ll let you know.”
Kiyoomi's feelings for Miya hit a breaking point when he follows him home for the summer.
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Kiyoomi can only just make out his features from across the ballroom but he knows almost immediately who this man is. The slimy bastard always finds a way to show up wherever he’s least wanted, and like a fool, Kiyoomi always falls right into his honey trap.
Atsumu isn’t supposed to be here. Of course, that’s never stopped him before, but Sakusa would appreciate it if the hitman would let him be, if only for tonight. He should know better by now, that Atsumu is not that kind.
He should know better by now, that he can never say no to sharp smiles and violent delights.
Nevermind their violent ends.
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Who was Ojiro Aran, ace and who was Ojiro Aran, captain? Were they the same person? Did they go hand in hand? There was a time when he was just Ojiro Aran, wing spiker. Where did he go?
Would he find him again when he had to become Ojiro Aran wing spiker once again?
or losing at Nationals is Aran's lowest low. What he doesn't expect is the high that comes immediately after.
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23 Feb 2021
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Sakusa Kiyoomi is fifteen years old when he is diagnosed with chronic Hanahaki disease.
It only takes him seven years to do something about it.
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21 Feb 2021
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It's strange what things the body remembers. Some mornings, Atsumu feels like his has forgotten how to roll out of bed or cook a meal or take out the trash. Things he needs to do to survive. But if a volleyball came flying at his stomach right now—at midnight in this 7/11—he would rock back on his heels and sink low enough to launch it with a perfect ten-fingered set.
But then that thought gets stored away, like his kneepads (never worn) or his Olympic medal (lightly worn). Because the front door shifts open and admits another exhausted person desperate for late-night supplies.
"Omi," Atsumu says, like it hasn't been forever.
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Bookmarked by min_mintobe
28 Jan 2021
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+old sakuatsu fic
+like OLD OLD
+FORTY FIVE AND WITH ONLY THEIR DIGNITY LEFT TO RUIN
+and by golly is it ruined!
+thoroughly and unashamedly!
+with flour and matches and chamomile tea!
+i haven't felt this way about sakuatsu in like 7 months but here i am now -
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Sakusa Kiyoomi is cursed to hear thoughts he has no right to. Nice thoughts, absentminded thoughts, thoughts that tear him apart from the inside out: he hears it all with skin on skin.
It’s better that no one touches him — that he touches no one. That’s how it has to be.
Until the day Miya Atsumu touches him.
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08 Jan 2021
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Very sweet mind-reading and misunderstandings fic. ATSUMU JUST WANTS TO HAVE HIS HEAD PATTED..
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“Miya Atsumu,” Dream-Omi says. He does not drop Atsumu’s hand; rather, he brings it to eye level and traces his thumb curiously along Atsumu’s knuckles. “You always come back different. Have you grown another skin?”
“The fuck do ya mean, another skin,” Atsumu says, jerking away.
“Another layer,” Omi clarifies. He blinks down at Atsumu, lashes brushing his pale cheeks. He reaches out to take Atsumu’s hand again and laces their fingers together. “The epidermis recreates itself completely every twenty-seven days. You are not the same person you were last month.”A big fat jerk and a too-blunt jerk navigate the pitfalls of intimacy.
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04 Jan 2021
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Beautiful dreamfic with gorgeous characterisation
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There is no unloving Miya Atsumu. There is no such thing as forgetting. All Kiyoomi has is a crumpled up shinkansen ticket, a relic of a mistake he had never shown anyone but still stubbornly held onto as a semblance for moving on.
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When the morning trickles in, they will inevitably part, like the moon and the blue sky. Come night, they will fall together again, moon and sky reunited. Adriah knows how this works.
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“What’s Aobajohsai?” Kiyoomi rounds on Hyakuzawa.
“A high school in Miyagi.”
“Oikawa-san was their captain in my first year at Karasuno,” Kageyama follows up, and Kiyoomi spins back to him.
“I thought he was from Argentina.”
“He is now.”
In which Sakusa is trying to prepare for the Olympics, but Oikawa Tooru's backstory keeps getting in the way.
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03 Nov 2020
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+utterly charming and devastatingly funny
+literally the best dialogue I've ever read, cracking pace and absolutely stunning character work
+masterclass in team dynamics -
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“Do you want me to help you get over it?”
There’s movement in the corner of his eye, the barely discernible turn of Atsumu’s head against the sofa to look at him. Kiyoomi doesn’t move; doesn’t even breathe. All at once his pulse is screaming in his ears.
“…Omi,” says Atsumu, very softly.
Miya Atsumu is simply too easy to love.
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- Part 1 of the ultraviolet catastrophe
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- English
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31 Oct 2020
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+the perfect Sakusa pining fic.. this really hit my heart and stuck there
+Very sweet and sad and hot -
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At age ten Kiyoomi was faced with a fox-eyed boy who claimed to belong to the gods. At age twenty, he's determined to find out if this is true.
What he doesn't expect is Atsumu, beautiful and somehow wilder than before, to stake a claim in Kiyoomi's life — and Kiyoomi craves him more than ever.
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- Part 2 of the endless sky
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28 Oct 2020
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+gorgeous gorgeous foxtsumu fic, probably my favourite one ever.. There's just something so beautiful and evocative about this whole verse
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The missing panels, the missing games, the missing moments.
The them we never saw.
*Now complete! :)*
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- English
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22 Oct 2020
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+the best high school to timeskip sakuatsu I've ever read
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Nearing the fourth hour of the silent treatment, Kiyoomi’s already frayed nerves began to whittle down to their last fibers.
Today, it was raining. A proper Tokyo monsoon tantrum just shy of a full-blown typhoon that left puddles on sidewalks and fell from an angle so wicked it eluded umbrellas. It was raining and they haven’t spoken in almost four hours.
(In which Sakusa wanders into the minefield that is Atsumu's feelings and tries not to blow things up.)
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- Part 1 of a magnitude of vulnerability
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- English
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19 Oct 2020
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+lovely, introspective perspective of them falling in love
+incorporates canon info in a really interesting way
+so sweet and quiet and soft -
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“I’m Atsumu! What’s your name?”
The boy mumbled out an answer, and because his voice was muffled by his mask, all Atsumu heard was “...Omi.”
“Omi?”
“Kiyoomi,” the boy said in a much clearer voice.
But Atsumu was already attached to the name. “Omi-Omi! Let’s go!” Shamelessly, he grabbed him by the hand and tugged him behind him. He felt responsible for him — the boy clearly needed all the protection and guidance he could get. Atsumu can be his hero.
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The story started when the Sakusa family moved into their neighborhood in Amagasaki when they were nine. Atsumu would always remember that he saw Kiyoomi first.
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- Part 1 of Lifetime
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- English
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18 Oct 2020