KazeSama
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You meet Miya Atsumu when you’re a twenty-three year old sports reporter working for a small news outlet in your home prefecture of Hyōgo. Your time with him is brief—all you do is one interview and watch two of Inarizaki’s matches—but his brash personality and brilliance on the court stick with you; along with the fact that his brother exposes him for having a crush on you.
Fast forward almost six years and now he’s a twenty-three year old star setter for the MSBY Black Jackals and you’ve achieved your dream of becoming a nationally renowned sportscaster. Your lives couldn’t be more different so it’s not possible that he still harbors that schoolboy crush on you.
Right?
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When you get asked by Vogue Japan to be the star of their "Day in the life of a Pro Volleyball player" video, you agree because you don't think there's much that could go wrong. You just need to film one day in your life, from morning to evening, and show the world what the outside hitter of one of Japan's V.league Division 1 female teams does with their time.
Unfortunately, your boyfriend is an absolute menace, and decides to act as such for the whole world to see.
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sakusa kiyoomi vs. japan national men's volleyball team by kunimi for wendysheep
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
25 Jul 2021
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“How on earth did this room become the hotspot for wayward Olympians?” Sakusa mutters to himself. “First Suna, then Hinata and his throng of fiascos, now Bokuto twice, and—”
“It’s because you’re such a good friend, Omi-Omi,” Bokuto informs him cheerfully.
Sakusa’s eye twitches.
Five times Sakusa Kiyoomi’s room at the Olympic Village was invaded, and one time he invited someone in
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the path to gold is paved with the bones of the monsters that came before us by eurydicees
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
21 May 2022
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It starts small— a volleyball camp in his hometown, an adrenaline rush, a dream— and it becomes something much too big for two hands to hold.
Or, Atsumu Miya, from glitter to gold.
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“Miya Atsumu,” drawls a voice Atsumu’s heard once or twice or twenty times whilst watching post-match interviews. He stops abruptly in the doorway and follows the voice to a face that plagues his social media feeds and the pages of Volleyball Monthly, a face that’s frustratingly better-looking in person without the lines of an Olympic net between them spoiling the view. “The benchwarmers get prettier by the season.”
Atsumu tucks his hands into his sweatpants pockets, straightens out his shoulders, and narrows his eyes. He’s done his homework for this moment, finessed information out of Kageyama and Hinata, and spent more than a few collective hours on the CA San Juan player profile webpage.
“Oikawa Tooru,” he says slowly. “Surprised they let a scrub that couldn’t make it to nationals in here. Didn’t think the barrel was so empty they’d hafta start scrapin’ it already. Onigashira musta been busy, huh?”