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Sakusa's got a helmet tucked under his arm, his face mask nowhere to be seen. Atsumu’s mouth drops open. He’s not even going to pretend it doesn’t. He’s gaping, fully, at Sakusa Kiyoomi, standing in front of a fucking motorcycle. It burrows in his stomach, makes something stir and shift.
'God,' Atsumu thinks. 'He’s really going to kill me.'
Sakusa lifts one clean eyebrow.
“Problem, Miya?”
'Okay,' Atsumu thinks. 'Now he’s trying to.'
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the fic in which Sakusa has a motorcycle and Atsumu really likes greek mythology
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11 Jan 2026
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“Got me all figured out, don’t ya, Omi-Omi?”
Sakusa looks over. Atsumu’s gaze remains steadily upwards. He’s like cut crystal, or curling incense— 'By you, I was properly humbled'—, like he’s too good to be true, really; like he’ll catch on Sakusa’s clothes and imprint himself there, a warm, hazy memory in Sakusa’s nose.
“Yeah,” Sakusa says. “Something like that.”
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the fic in which i had to keep a box of tissues nearby
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11 Jan 2026
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27 Dec 2025
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Sakusa answered the door, expecting it to be the mailman, the landlord, Bokuto Koutarou on fire, anyone.
Anyone, except for the fifteen-year-old version of his fiancé.
“Atsumu?” Sakusa managed to whisper, his hand trembling on the frame. “Dear God. What the hell happened on that camping trip?”
“What?” Teenage Atsumu asked back. “No, I’m looking for Atsumu. Is he here? Can I talk to him?"
One minute, Miya Atsumu is in 2010, fighting with his brother over who gets to hang out with Suna after school. The next, he's in 2025, lost in a brand new city, and very, very intrigued by the wedding ring on thirty-year-old Suna's finger.
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28 Jun 2025
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Every day, Ushijima Wakatoshi sits down at his nondescript, generic grey cubicle, ready to do sports education work for the JVA.
Every day, there is a letter waiting for him from someone who works on the night shift.
Ushijima doesn’t know who it is. But he always writes back.
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