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pairing atsumu miya x f!reader word count 1.6k synopsis atsumu steals every reporters' attention as he introduces the media to his triplets during a post-game interview; or, more accurately, his triplets steal all the attention. like father, like sons. content contains domestic fluff, dad!atsumu, atsumu & reader are married and so in love, babies, mention of pregnancy more in this collection!
The flashes of cameras going off, the constant exclamations of “Miya! Miya!” coming from the crowd of journalists and reporters all vying for his attention, the fact that the foldout chairs they use for all these post-game interviews are harder on your ass than falling on asphalt — all of this is being handled with ease by a smug Atsumu Miya.
Or, normally all of this would be handled with ease by a smug Atsumu Miya.
But right now, the Atsumu Miya struggling to take a seat in the most uncomfortable chair known to man, dyed hair a mess, his usual trademark smirk replaced by furrowed brows and a look of concentration, doesn’t appear to be the godlike adversary on the court. In fact, he looks oddly human.
The cause of what has humbled this cocky athlete and reduced him to mere mortal man are the three chubby toddlers he’s cradling in his arms.
imaging poking Sakusa where his moles are and you accidentally find his tickle spot heehee 🤭
and now that you know where his weak points are, he never lets you catch him off guard with his shirt off.
(the 18+ version of this would be kissing the moles on Sakusa’s inner thighs and watching him shiver and fall apart as he cu—)
HAI ILY
I M IMAGINING --
he freezes just before the hem of his shirt passes his belly button. "i know you're there."
he waits for a noise — a giggle, a gasp, or footsteps running away — some sort of confirmation that you are in fact waiting around the corner to attack him.
there's nothing.
sakusa sighs. okay, maybe, just maybe he's a bit paranoid, but he can't help it. ever since you incidentally discovered that he's particularly ticklish in a spot on the left side of his lower back marked by a mole, he's been subjected to multiple surprise tickle attacks, and he's tired of it!
(not really. he likes your hands on him. but he'd appreciate it more if your hands were on him in other, more pleasant ways...)
he gives you a few more seconds to jump him. raises his shirt a little higher as if to tempt you. still, nothing. and even when he pokes his head out of the walk-in closet and looks both ways, you're not there.
it's mildly disappointing, but at least he's safe. still, as he pulls his shirt over his head, he can't shake the feeling that he's being watched.
a subtle rustling noise from the corner of the closet tells him he's right, but it's too late.
an embarrassingly loud, high-pitched noise leaves his chest the instant your fingers clutch his waist and in a flurry of movement, his shirt's off in addition to his balance until he's on the floor with you straddling his hips, hands on his chest, laughing your head off.
"are you okay!?" you ask, wiping away a tear from the corner of your eye.
"you!" he starts, failing to sound upset. so in one swift movement he sits up, throwing his arms around your waist to hold you tight as his fingers attack your sides.
"i'm sorry! i'm sorry!" you screech in between the uncontrollable giggles, squirming against his hold. "i'll stop! i won't do — omi — stop — no — STOP!"
he relents when you run out of breath, letting you slump into his chest. "that's a lie and you know it."
even as you're panting for air, you snicker. "i can't believe you fell —"
"hey," he warns, relishing the way you flinch when his hands twitch at your sides. "watch yourself."
you match his sly grin. "you could never."
"what do you mean?"
"you're too big to hide in the closet."
"fine, but..." he rolls his eyes at the quip, but as he leans in to meet your gaze, his fingers travel up your back eliciting a tiny shiver.
"i can't keep my hands off of you too."
HI REMI BB 🫶
RORONOA ‼️ ZORO ‼️
Public Domain Expansion
today's stream drawing was Zoro and Nami from @calysto1395 's modern AU, because I just love these two and their dynamic.
“dump your bf if he’s never given you flowers before”
He tries to console himself.
Really, he does.
He tells himself that it’s really not that serious, and all you did was like a tweet saying to dump your boyfriend if he’s never given you flowers before.
Has he ever given you flowers?
He thinks of your one month anniversary, then your six month, then your one year, then your two year anniversary, and how none of them were spent with a beautiful flowery confection in your hands.
He recalls your first date, how it was spent inside a small cafe where you both spilled your hearts to one another. He knows he never bought you any flowers. Yamaguchi proposed the idea, but he quickly shut him off with a, “what kind of bullshit is that? It’s only the first date, that’s too… romantic, I guess.”
Fuck, he should’ve listened to him. Yamaguchi is never wrong. Never.
He’s learned his lesson now.
The next time he sees you (an excruciating ten minutes after he’s seen your liked tweet) he sits you down on his lap.
“What’s this for?” You smile, and it’s that pretty one that nearly makes Tsukishima melt down to the ground.
“I have a question.”
“Okay,” you grab his cheeks into your two palms and squish his face together. He normally hates the action and immediately pushes your hands away, but he doesn’t have time for that now. Not when you’d break up with him for not buying you flowers.
“Would you ever break up with me?”
Your head tilts to the side in genuine confusion. Break up with your Kei?
“Don’t think too much into it.” He flicks your forehead gently. He can already tell your train of thought, and how you tend to overthink every detail of your life, so he slows your brain down.
“Uh, maybe if you cheated on me? But I think I’d kill you before I broke up with you, yeah.”
Okay. Yeah. He’s fine with that answer. He can live with that.
Maybe he can’t.
Thank you hoyofair for the food
I don't even care about marriage but the thought of Levi casually proposing to you makes me wanna crumble to the floor
Like the idea of him planning it all out in his head but at the end of the day he just blurts it out because when he looks at you he feels such an intense need to show you he wants you in every avenue possible...
"Marry me." He Doesn't even ask, he just says it with his palms on your cheeks after kissing you, strokes your skin tenderly as if it'll coax you into a "yes"... As if you wouldn't have said yes in a heartbeat already
Hey, hey, don’t cry. Protective f/os, okay? F/os that are ready to throw hands at a moment’s notice if someone is rude to you, makes you cry, looks at you even a little bit funny, etc. F/os that pull you closer when you’re walking together and keep their arm around you to show everyone that you’re with them. F/os that love you so loudly and proudly. F/os that would throw themselves under a train for you without even hesitating. F/os that get a little territorial when someone else shows interest in you. F/os that basically act like your body guard whenever you go out (bonus points if they’re actually your body guard). F/os that growl. F/os that don’t think twice about getting aggressive with anyone that bothers you but would never, not in a million years, be anything but loving and adoring to you. Just think about that and you’ll feel better.
Promotional Artwork for HoYoFair 2024 New Year Genshin Impact Fan Art Special Program "Teyvat Turboflux: Tail-Light Trail"
Promotional Artwork for HoYoFair 2024 New Year Genshin Impact Fan Art Special Program "Teyvat Turboflux: Tail-Light Trail"
rice lee duke of meropide ♡
me too little man...
