#sakuatsu #SakuAtsuWeek2021
Viking-esque AU (??)
Day 4: royalty, touch

Kiyoomi looks at the twin kings from the barbarian lands of the East and West, and it takes all his years of practice to school his expression.

+ One looks right at him with an almost lazy gaze, but there’s a glint in his eyes that is irrefutably appraising. The other looks past him with a smirk, eyeing Kiyoomi’s father’s fully adorned knights with a taunt in his eyes. +

#sakuatsu
Assassin AU
TW: blood, injuries, guns, violence

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Miya goes MIA on a Tuesday.

He simply drops off the face of the fucking earth, and Kiyoomi knows because his sources across land and sea are flipping their shit and celebrating in equal measure. +

https://twitter.com/kuroosbangx/status/1421876958237974529

Kiyoomi himself has gone underground. He has shed his skin—every identity, every disguise, every accent he’s ever created: gone. He wears no fake contact lenses, has dyed his hair back to black, and he no longer wears makeup to change the contours of his face and hide his moles.+

You know that sequence of ways that Osamu ribs on Atsumu? With the pudding and the jacket, etc.? I want that but #sakuatsu. This isn’t quite it, but it’s all I've got tonight. I'm calling it:

*Bratsumu*
CW: I think this is legit fluff.

__ Atsumu uses up all of Kiyoomi’s cleaning wipes on just the kitchen counter. An entire packet of them gone, the remnants in a pile on the stove, and somehow there are still crumbs at the tight corners against the wall.

LRT - All I can think about are thighs, thighs, and more thighs. So. Let's talk for a minute about thighs.

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#BokuAtsu
CW: NSFW (to be safe?), thicc boys bein’ handsy in public, thicc boys dancing, alcohol

It's no secret that Bokuto gets clingy when he's drunk.

+ He's affectionate on any given day, but put a few drinks in him, and he gets outright handsy. Lips, arms, hands, legs - get within reach, and the man will fuckin’ reach and touch and not let go. No one ever minds. Not when it’s Bokuto.

I know I wrote a fic that is the opposite of this, but this is what I really want:

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*Stay*
#sakuatsu FWB
(Again, you ask? Same question over here, friends.)

+ Atsumu swings his legs off the bed, still breathing hard, running his hands through his hair to tame it where Sakusa had been pulling, keeping him still, steady through their release.

He looks over his shoulder and smiles.

**NSFW **
#sakuatsu #FWB

Atsumu rides him, fully seated, legs curled beneath him on either side of Kiyoomi’s hips - moving slow and easy, hot and languid, his body barely rising, falling. His hands bracket Kiyoomi’s temples against the top of the headboard for leverage. + He pants, his nose brushing against Kiyoomi’s jaw, swallows Kiyoomi’s name in favor of indistinct moans.

But then Kiyoomi’s hands kiss bruises into Atsumu’s hips, pink to purple to black to blue over time. Time and again. And again.

“Say you’re mine,” Kiyoomi orders. +

The Bachelor AU - #sakuatsu edition

Sakusa is the bachelor. Atsumu joins for the $1M prize option to save his brother’s restaurant.

Atsumu is the fan favorite, ends up confessing his love. Sakusa gifts him with roses instead of words.

Finale episode: Fireworks or floodworks? Omg that all fit in one tweet. Who the fck am I.

Happy birthday to the wonderful @ChaoticFriendly! Here’s a little thing to celebrate this, the day of your birth, and I’m so happy to have your Suga kinnie self in my life. 🥰

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Daichi Thirst Trap

Light NSFW(?)
#DaiSuga, #IwaOi

+ “Sawamura,” Iwaizumi answers easily.

Oikawa frowns. “Iwa-chan. Pay attention.”

Iwaizumi sighs and sets his menu down. “I paid attention. I answered your stupid question. What else do you want from me?” +

You know how when the Miya brothers start fighting, everyone kind of laughs and comes running to watch?

I just get the sense that no one else fights them, and this is all their peers get. And this is why. [Cue ugly ramble and no writer brain.]

CW: Violence, bullying (I think) + As kids, they always had each other. Even at their most antagonistic, they paired up for activities and drills automatically - not necessarily out of desire to be together more than they already were, but often out of a sense of competition.