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Atsumu finds out he's an accidental homewrecker but it's ok because some homes need to be wrecked.
This is gonna be a tough read so pls check all the tags and take care of yourself🫰 The second chapter is gonna be the hard one
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- Part 2 of The Things We Never Mention
Bookmarked by Drytearsofayapper
26 Jun 2026
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"Atsumu pulled him into one, letting him stay in his arms for as long as he needed. Kiyoomi may have his reservations about germs and people and physical intimacy… but he was still human. He still needed a shoulder to cry on every once in a while.. and Atsumu would always be that shoulder for him, no matter what." THE LAST PARAGRAPH ENDED ME
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It's hard to feel useless. To your team, to your boyfriend.
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- Part 42 of sakuatsu happy ending agenda
Bookmarked by Drytearsofayapper
24 Jun 2026
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Kiyoomi can't say he'll ever understand why someone who is made up of everything good in this world is cursed with doubts like these. Because, in truth, Atsumu has no reason to think himself any less than a god. His cocksure attitude is well-deserved, his arroagance hard-earned. There may have been a time a great, uncountable number of days before when Kiyoomi found his words of pure narcissism a brutal annoyance, but now the spiker truly wishes he believed his own apparent ego.
Atsumu deserves to believe the world of himself. He deserves everything, to be perfectly candid.
"You're my entire world, okay?" Kiyoomi confesses against his lips. His hands brush through drying golden strands, easing the tangles as he kisses and kisses and kisses Atsumu's worries away.
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Shouyou loves Atsumu most when he’s like this—pressed beneath his hands, into the sheets. Giving and taking, giving and taking. Seven years ago, Tokyo Metropolitan Gymnasium. One day, I’m gonna set for you. Loving in equal measure, then doubles, then triples. Infinites. Shouyou, chasing zenith. Atsumu, chasing Shouyou.Love is a feeling and then, love is a choice.
Bookmarked by Drytearsofayapper
29 Jul 2024
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Another beat of silence passes, then Atsumu is asking, “What does this mean?”
Shouyou reaches his hand out, lacing their fingers over the table. “It means I’ll never get tired of you. It means I’ll never stop loving you. It means, I want this as badly as you do.”
“That figures,” he chuckles, “you would deserve all the beautiful things.”
Shouyou feels a smile bracketing the curve of his mouth, as he lifts his hands to wrap around Atsumu’s cheeks, tilting his head so they’re facing each other. Underneath his palms, that sweet, sweet blush deepens. “And that’s why I have you.”
They spend the night at an onsen hotel, kissing with limbs entangled in the heated water, then kissing with limbs entangled in the bed. Miya Atsumu, a flower blossoming under Shouyou’s touch, a reminder that, for all the worlds he’s found in different places, here, Shouyou could carve the universe out of a single person.
I need what they have fr
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HP Knotfest prompt: mid-hook up, someone pops a knot.
Harry's never popped a knot mid-hookup before.
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05 Oct 2025
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“Greedy,” Harry hisses, as Draco pushes his hips back, easily taking the blunt cockhead inside himself.
“You know me, Potter,” Draco says and he’s clearly not willing to let Harry have control at all, sliding himself back on Harry’s cock until he’s fully seated. “I like to get what I want.”
It’s been so long and feels so good that Harry has to close his eyes and dig his fingers into the pale skin of Draco’s hips. Sometimes they take more time for foreplay, but clearly today is not one of those days. Which is a shame, because apparently Draco is something of a furious cocksucker.
“Spoiled,” Harry murmurs and pulls out as far as he can before thrusting back in. Draco’s surprised gasp verges on a moan and Harry grins. He’s not willing to let Draco have control for too long.
“No,” Draco says, after a beat. “No, I’ve never…I don’t have that kind of relationship.”
“Why not?” Harry asks, because Draco is beautiful and sharp and interesting. Some might complain that he’s too difficult, too complicated, that he has too many sharp edges, but Harry likes all of that.
“What…what do you want?” Harry asks hesitantly, because he’s not known for reading social situations so well. Particularly, not ones where other people’s interests and feelings are involved.
But Merlin, he hopes that he’s right this time.
And he thinks that he is, because Draco’s mouth twists ruefully as he says “Something a little messy. Someone who’s a challenge, not willing to take my shit. Attractive and a good wizard and someone who doesn’t mind my past. I suppose once you’ve had an intense connection with someone, looking for anything less just won’t do.”
“I know the feeling,” Harry whispers, because Draco is looking at him like that and has curled one hand over Harry’s. Without even realising it, Harry has moved his hand over Draco’s belly after all, mindlessly stroking the soft skin there. It’s a painfully intimate gesture, something kept for post-mating.
Draco twists his head around so he can meet Harry’s mouth, and it’s confirmation enough. It’s awkward and not the easiest, but perhaps that’s them through and through. This has been a long time coming, something set in motion years before they first fell into a cupboard together.
im actually combustinh
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“I’m not cut out for this shit,” Lance admits, hardly able to face Keith as he says it. He passes the bottle back.
Keith stares at the glass, at where Lance’s lips just were, and is unable to bring it to his own. It feels too intimate. He frowns, sorting through things in his mind. “…For parties?”
Lance looks at him like he’s being purposefully dense. “For Voltron.” He rolls a hand out toward the sky. “For— for being out here in space.”
Or, sometimes a few drinks go a long way.
Bookmarked by Drytearsofayapper
23 Jun 2026
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“All of it.” His eyes dart up and down Lance’s face. He swallows. “Whichever one you want.”
Lance takes a second, debating something in his mind. His breaths come quickly like he’s trying to behave himself. He opens his mouth, closes it, and opens it again to finally ask, “Then say you need me.”
The request ignites something, a single flame engulfing them both as Keith’s body twists closer, burning from the proximity and unable to retreat. He licks his lips, and Lance’s eyes track the movement eagerly.
“I need you.” It comes out instantaneously, the admission falling from Keith’s lips like it’s all he was ever meant to say, the drawstring on his back recoiling and waiting to be pulled to confess it again.
“You do?” Lance asks as if he’s not sure he fully believes it. His eyes shine.
“Yeah.” Keith tries to exhale, his voice sounding punched. “I do. I need you.”
Lance’s hand slides up Keith’s arm to his shoulder, resting near his neck. Words fanning over Keith’s lips, he says back, “I need you, too.”
Fuck. Fine. Okay. Keith can’t be professional. The titan Atlas may have held the world on his shoulders, but he never had Lance McClain’s drunken, halflidded eyes directed at him before. Keith is not as strong a man as he seems.
i feel so single rn