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Sakusa’s eyes are very dark naturally, sucking in all surrounding rays of light and crushing them in his pupils. For an athlete, he is rather pale. His lips look very pink in comparison. Atsumu is suddenly catastrophically aware that in this instance, ‘accent’ is a euphemism. “Good enough for your Olympic-size ego, Miya?”
(In which Atsumu realizes that he is attracted to Sakusa Kiyoomi in the most inconvenient way possible.)
Now with gorgeous gorgeous art by Quip/pseudoanalytics!
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After retiring from his career as a volleyball player, Sakusa Kiyoomi decided that it was finally time to start his transition to male. After his surgery left him with scars across his chest though, he sought an artist to cover them up. Miya Atsumu was a loud mouth and brash tattoo artist, but he didn't blink twice at the scars. He worked with Sakusa to create a piece of work that would cover both scars and leave Sakusa feeling every bit the man he was.
Dating with a kid had been hard for Atsumu, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to try it with Sakusa.Excerpt:
Sakusa couldn’t explain the strange twinge that simple sentence caused in his chest. Maybe it was just the fact that he’d spent so long trying to prove he was a man despite all the obstacles. Then this random guy with a lack of education on the subject, who can occasionally ask rude questions on accident and who speaks pretty bluntly about everything just comes in and treats him like a man. Calls him a man. Doesn’t mess up his pronouns. Encourages him to speak about his body the way that feels most comfortable.Series
- Part 1 of Tattoo AU (feat. Trans Omi)
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“Where did that little rascal go this time?”
Kiyoomi almost sighed.
Of course. This must be Osamu’s kid. She did look an auful lot like him after all.
“Ari!” Osamu called, half-exasperated, half-relieved. “What did I say about runnin’ off?”
The little girl’s eyes glistened with unshed tears. She nudged Kiyoomi again, tiny fingers pressing against his arm like a plea: Do something. Save me.
And for reasons he didn’t fully understand, Kiyoomi’s lips curved into a reluctant smile as he lifted her into his lap. “I caught your little stray, Osamu-san,” he said evenly, though his chest warmed unexpectedly, an odd flutter he couldn’t name.
Osamu chuckled as he approached, shaking his head. “She’s a handful.”
“Just like her dad,” Suna added with a smirk.
“Yeah… of course, Atsumu’s child would be the devil’s spawn, just like him,” Osamu added with a resigned sigh.
The words landed like a hammer against Kiyoomi’s chest.
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Atsumu is "straight" and has a daughter, and Kiyoomi has been in love with him since he was a teenager.
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Fuck you, Atsumu thinks, pointing at the pixelated Sakusa in the team photo on his bedside table.
It’s easier than you’d think to ignore loving your teammate.
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“Or what about Ushijima?”
That catches Kiyoomi’s attention, and he stops in the middle of the street to turn around and scowl at Atsumu. “What about Ushijima?”
Atsumu must tilt his head back to smirk up at Kiyoomi from beneath the visor of his cap. “He’s not workin’ on quicks. You’d be a step ahead of him if ya did. He might even raise an eyebrow in surprise or somethin’ equally as scandalous.”
Kiyoomi stares at him, narrows his gaze as he scrutinises Atsumu’s face, the challenge in the upturned corners of his lips. “Are you attempting to manipulate me, Miya?” he asks.
“I dunno. Is it workin’?”
“Kind of.”
“Then yeah, I guess.”
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When Kiyoomi and Atsumu accidentally pull off a minus-tempo quick during practice, Atsumu convinces Kiyoomi to practice it for the new season.
It's sort of inevitable that he convinces Kiyoomi to fall in love with him too.