Atsumu Has A Question, And You Have No Idea Why He's Asking It

Atsumu has a question, and you have no idea why he's asking it

CW: swearing, talk of hypothetical drinking, hypothetical accidental cheating, texting au

Taglist: @arlerts-angel @ponderingmoonlight

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Note: this is my first time writing a smau, so we'll see how this goes. let me know if you want part two!!!! also, please do not pay attention to the time stamps lol. the last one is from atsumu's pov

oooh thanks for the tag!!! a lot of the songs i've been listening to are for my song fic event, but i scattered in a few of my faves as well :)

Dynasty by MIIA

Call You Mine by Chainsmokers

Can't Help Falling in Love with You by aeseaes

Another Love by Tom Odell

War of Hearts by Ruelle

wait actually someone needs to request a haikyuu character with dynasty for my song fic event that angst would be so good

no pressure tagging: @romantichomicide95 @seireiteihellbutterfly @m0k0k0 @moonlightazriel @artists-ally

@ktsumu @omitea @chiinni @hellkaiserinphoenix @kasumitenbaz

@meguemii @kainlvstoge @gojosbf @gojo-kisser-9000 @pandora-ophelia-blog

Both @lehdenlaulu and @velnat004 tagged me to post 5 songs that I listen to, so I put all of my likes on shuffle. Let's enjoy the chaos together!

200kr (det blir kjæmpetriveli!) by Moillrock

The Kinslayer by Nightwish

Silver Bride by Amorphis

Son of the Sun by Therion.

Triggerpulse by Kobra and the Lotus.

I don't exclusively listen to metal but it does make up, like, 75% of my playlists.

Tagging: @boltlightning, @broodsys, @cullyse, @ambassadorarlert, @arlerts-angel,

@lees-chaotic-brain, @pinayelf, @star--nymph, @sarangkstars, @tears-of-amber,

@poetikat, @mxanigel, @sukunascrustyfinger, and anyone else who wishes to participate!

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atsumu miya

smau

insanely stupid questions he has a chance encounter that leaves him with an insanely stupid question

osamu miya

fics

fake friend 1.5k he overhears your friend saying something unkind to you

if the world was ending you'd come over right? (sponsored fic) 923 you're not at home when the earthquake happens, but your ex doesn't know that and sees that your apartment building has collapsed on the news...loosely based off this song

@moonlightazriel ahhh i'm so flattered you included me!!! i absolutely LOVE your writing, and you seem like just such a genuinely nice person!!!

ok. lets do this.

@froufrousnowman @monikadreemurr @azrielslightintheshadows @black-yanderr @chiinni

@ricebunnyarts @sarangkstars @kainlvstoge @hellkaiserinphoenix @gojhoes

@hugsforjungwon @ruthvelyan @a4nnnnn: i know i've barely interacted with you guys, but i love you all!!!!!! i'd love to get to know you guys better in the future too!!!

@ponderingmoonlight car. where do i even start. you were literally my first moot on this app, and ever since then you've been my number one supporter! i'm so grateful to have such an amazing author as a friend!!!!

@sitarawrites i admire you so much sita!! you're such a badass who doesn't take shit from everyone and i really admire you for that!! thank you for always being there for me.

@irisintheafterglow i know we don't really interact that much, but oh my god do i love your writing!!!

@andypantsx3 andie. ANDIE. THE WAY YOU WRITE SHOUTO. oh my god. i'm frothing at the mouth. and on top of being unfairly good at writing, you're genuinely such a sweet and kind person!!!

@kasumitenbaz and @meguemii i love going crazy over megumi with you!!! you guys are so sweet, and i love interacting with you guys <3

@romantichomicide95: Bee you're actually so nice and talented!!! you're moodboards are so cool and your writing never fails to impress!! you're such a cool person and i'm so grateful to have you as a moot <3

@not-enough-homestuck-upinthis: your taste in shitposts is excellent. thank you for bringing the dopamine to my dash

@gojo-kisser-9000: a fellow gojo lover o7 also your tags in the reblogs were cracking me up for the longest time. because i just KNOW that gojo would secretly like if if you called him you pretty blue eyed princess

@itsjunear @stormhearty @artists-ally @ambassadorarlert @kimkaelyn

@seireiteihellbutterfly @omitea @ktsumu @highpri3stess: i know i haven't interacted with you guys that much, but you're all such talented writers, and are always so nice to me!!!! i'm looking forwards to chatting more in the future!!

@arlerts-angel: mack you are genuinely such a sweet and amazing person, and i'm so lucky to have you as a moot!!! i love seeing all your little self-ship posts on my dash too. they're so cute <3

@pandora-ophelia-blog: i love talking about gojo with you. you get me. i get you. it's amazing. and the whole review you did of the fic you requested is the nicest reaction i have ever got on one of my fics. (also you seriously fed my ego when you told me i converted you to gojo x reader fanfiction)

@m0k0k0: you genuinely made my day with all your sweet comments, and i'm so excited to get to know you better!!!! i'm sure you motivate a ton of other authors as well with your kind comments!!!

Y'know what? lets play a game! It's called "Friendship!" Ill rattle off compliments for my beloved moots, I hope to get one back!

@androgynous-sack-of-flesh-3, you always find and support even my most obscure of posts.

@violetcookie2007, You were there for me since the beginning, and I'm happy I got you into Hatchetfield!

@blueberry-bar, You would always comment on all of my fics, supporting my writing even when I thought it was trash.

@paranormaltheatrekid You are somehow always there. In a good way! Like, whenever i'm feeling down, you do you good guy equivalent of the "Teleports behind you, nothin' personnel, kid" meme.

@kairithemang0 You always respond to my asks, no matter how strange or silly they may be!

@thelesbiandeli You were the first moot of mine to literally have the same brain as me. I love our battles back and forth, questioning everything Starkid

I'll make a second post soon, with even more of my moots! But if I forget to mention any of you, just know that I'm happy to have you as my friends <3.

You and I by richard hadley and the death ramps, toji, fluff if possible but anything else is great too!!

WC: 2.4k

CW: sorry anon i threw a tad bit of hurt/comfort into the fluff, NOT beta read, editing what's that?, reader referred to as a biker girl, swearing, toji being a bad partner (dw he pulls it together), possibly very ooc idk i've never written for him before, plz don't ask how this got so long i honestly have no idea

taglist: @arlerts-angel @ponderingmoonlight @m0k0k0

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There was something off about you. It left him unable to keep his eyes off you, but he didn't have the faintest idea of what it could be.

Was it the emotion in your music? No, that couldn’t be it because there almost always was some musician or another at the diner. And they were normally pretty decent. Maybe it was the motorcycle helmet and keys sitting next to your bag behind you. But he had been around biker girls before, so that didn’t make sense. What was it?

He always goes to this particular diner for lunch when he could, but today as he sat there examining you the place felt different. The smudges and signatures inked on the walls seemed to add to the atmosphere instead of being an eyesore, and the smell of grease and fast food almost comforting. The atmosphere seemed different today, and he felt like it had something to do with you.

Caught up in his musing, he didn’t even notice he was staring at you until you shot him a cheeky smile and a wink as you sang. Shaking his head to clear his mind, he refocused on his neglected lunch, shoveling it down to try and forget what your gaze had done to him. For some reason, he found himself wishing you would look at him again, that feeling lingering throughout the rest of the day and into the next.

I like the way you look at me baby

Toji Fushiguro doesn’t make mistakes. Not because he was born perfect, but because the reality of his life was that one mistake meant death. In a world where cursed energy was deemed necessary to fight curses he made do with brute strength alone. Which worked. Normally.

See, for his way of doing things to work, he needed to have his head in the game. To be one hundred and ten percent focused on the fight at hand. So why the fuck was he thinking about you? And why the actual fuck was the thought of you enough to throw him off his game??

These were all things running through his head as he finished off the curse before slumping to the ground beside it, one large hand pressed against the wound on his ribs as blood seeped out through his fingers.

He couldn’t afford to lose focus. One moment of distraction and this had happened. If it weren’t for his quick reflexes he would be dead right now. So he had no choice. He had to get to the bottom of this. He had to go back and see you again, if only to see what made you so special. All so that he could focus on his job, of course.

At least that’s what he told himself as he returned to the diner, hoping to see you again.

I act as if I'm not going crazy

Girl I'm in a muddle tonight

Packing up your stuff after a long gig at your local diner, you couldn’t wait to get home. Caught up in your fantasies of a hot bath and a pack of instant ramen, you didn’t notice the man approaching you until he stopped in front of you, his shadow blocking the light.

“Sorry, they’re closed, I'm just headed out now.” You look up, vaguely recognizing the hunk of muscle that stood in front of you. Oh, that’s right. He’s the guy who was staring at you during your performance the other day. You wondered what he needed.

“Give me your number.”

“Excuse me?” Of all the things you expected him to say, demanding your number was not one of them. “May I ask why you need it?”

“Just cause.” He folds his beefy arms across his chest, not wavering as you narrow your eyes and scrutinize him, unsure if he’s being serious. Unfortunately, you think he is.

“Listen.” You sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose. “I’ve had a long day. I’m tired. I want to go home. If you want my number, you have to give me something more to work with here, buddy.”

“Buddy?” He quirks an eyebrow, a smirk stretching the small scar at the corner of his mouth. “Do I look like a “buddy” to you?” 

You make a show of examining him closely before straightening. “No, you’re right. You look like the guy who ate my buddy. Which is exactly why I don’t think I should give you my number.”

And with that, you sling your bag over your shoulder and leave, climbing on your bike and speeding away. Assuming that would be the last you saw of him, you were surprised when you arrived for your next performance and found him waiting there for you.

“Didn’t get enough of me, huh.” You snark, breezing by him. “At least leave a nice tip this time, ‘kay?”

“No.” His deep voice rumbles from behind you, and you spin to see him staring at you with a stupidly sexy grin on his stupidly hot face. 

“Why not?”

“Cause I’m broke.” 

You’re unable to hold your snort in, surprised and amused by his unashamed bluntness. Still laughing to yourself, you turn around and pat his bicep. 

“Sorry, buddy.” His mouth quirks at your emphasis on the offensive word. “Now you’re definitely not getting my number.”

With that, you walk inside, leaving him outside on the sidewalk with a sneaking suspicion that he just fell in love with you. 

Would you tell me where you're gonna take it

If I had a heart you're the one who should break it

Two years later and he has successfully obtained your number, and the two of you are now in a semi-serious relationship. Surprisingly, you were the one to initiate the relationship, despite repeatedly rejecting him when you first met.

At first things had been really nice, as close to perfect as things could be, in your opinion. He was by no means a gentleman, or good with his words, but his dry humor and actions were enough to convey his affection towards you. And that was enough.

Or, at least it was, until he stopped showing up. About a year or so into your relationship he started standing you up occasionally due to work. Honestly, you weren’t entirely sure what his job was, only that it required him to travel and stay in good shape. 

The first few times it happened, you brushed it off. After all you were both adults with jobs and lives outside of each other. Of course you would be busy. But then it started happening more and more, and the periods of time he was gone became longer and longer. 

 The breaking point came around your two year anniversary. You had received a job offer that would require you to move, and as much as you wanted to take it you knew you had to talk it over with him first. There was just one problem. You hadn’t seen him in over a month.  

With your two year anniversary approaching, you really wanted to try and reconnect because you hadn’t felt close to him in awhile, and with this job opportunity on the horizon you had to think about whether or not continuing your relationship was worth it.

So you told him that you really wanted to celebrate your two year anniversary with him, and that you had something important to tell him. Not ready to give up on your relationship yet, you put a lot of effort into the night, buying a new dress and cooking a nice dinner for the two of you to share. 

But just as you finish setting the table and tidying up the house because he’s due to arrive any second, your phone dings.

Toji <3: Sorry. Won’t be able to make it tonight. Took another job. I’ll be back next week.

The engines running, can't decide if I should ride away

Tired and sore from the last job he had accepted, Toji heads back to your shared apartment, eager to see you again. He didn’t particularly enjoy taking on new jobs, but money didn’t grow on trees so he didn’t really have a choice. He did miss your cooking and affection when he was gone though.

Fumbling with his keys, he finally manages to get the door open and steps inside, only to be greeted by a dark apartment. That was strange. Normally you were home by now. The thought crosses his mind that something could have happened to you, and he slips into the living room, panic stirring in his stomach. 

Moving with an amount of stealth unexpected of someone his size, he checks the entire apartment, only to find it empty, with no sign of…anything, really. Realizing that you could just be out with friends, he flicks on the lights and plops down on the couch with a sigh. 

Stretching his arms above his head and yawning, a piece of paper sitting innocently on the coffee table with his name on it catches his attention. Absentmindedly cracking his neck, he reaches down and grabs it, gently unfolding it.

His heart sinks as he scans it, your familiar handwriting suddenly illegible. Because there’s no way he’s reading this right. There’s no way you left. There was no reason for you to. Things were great between the two of you. At least, that’s what he had thought, but according to the letter in his hands you didn’t feel the same way.

The next few minutes pass in a blur of tearing open dresser drawers and frantically searching closets for a sign that you hadn’t packed up all of your belongings and left. But all he found was empty space, the smell of your perfume still lingering in the air, despite it being devoid of your presence.

Finally taking a moment to stop and process, he finds himself wondering what he’s so worked up about. So what if you left? It’s not like he needs you or anything. He didn’t even do anything to warrant you leaving! Sure he missed your anniversary, but he planned to make it up to you when he got back! And maybe it wasn’t even the first time he had stood you up like that on an important date, but if you were willing to leave over something as miniscule as that, were you even worth keeping?

At least that’s what he kept telling himself as he went on with his life pretending there wasn't a gaping hole in his life that you used to fill.

Too stubborn to be the first person to reach out when he still felt he hadn’t done anything, a month went by without any contact between the two of you. In the beginning it didn’t bother him that much, because the reality hadn’t fully set in yet. But slowly as the weeks wore on, so too did the absence of all the little things he hadn’t realized he took for granted.

Like the way your quiet humming brought life to the otherwise dull apartment. Or the way your things scattered around on various surfaces had been a constant reassurance of your presence. He missed you scolding him and telling him he needed to take a break, he missed your laughter, he missed your kisses, he-fuck.

He missed you so much. What was he doing?

I had a woman, she went away

And now I'm lonely, fuck it

It’s now been a month since you left in a storm of hurt feelings and anger, but you still hadn’t heard from him. Deep down, you hadn’t expected to actually break up. You figured you would leave and time to cool down. Then when he got back and realized you left it would be a major wake up call for him and he would come running to you with an apology and then he would change.

Instead you got radio silence. You weren’t too concerned the first week because you knew Toji was as stubborn as you were and probably didn’t want to be the first one to reach out and admit he was wrong. 

So you waited (semi) patiently, but when a second, then a third week went by without a word, you were faced with the possibility that he wouldn’t ever call. That the two of you truly were over.

Which is why when you were awoken from your nap on the couch by loud knocking at three in the afternoon, you shouted informing them that you would be there in a second as you adjusted your clothes assuming that someone just needed you to sign for a package or something like that.

What you were definitely not expecting to see was your kinda ex-boyfriend standing stiffly in your doorway, staring steadfastly at something over your head.

“Um. Hello?” You lean against the door frame and tuck your hands into your pockets, hoping to conceal their trembling. “You need something?”

“Yes. Actually. I do.” His eyes met yours, and you were shocked by the raw emotions swirling in them. “I need us. Together. You with me. Me with you. The way things are meant to be. I know I can be a bit of an asshole sometimes-”

You snort and raise your eyebrows. “Well, a lot of the time.” He amended, rolling his eyes.

“But, I do really care about you and while I’m not the greatest with my words, or the brightest guy you’ll ever meet, I promise that if you call me out on my bullshit I’ll listen and do my best to change.”

You pretend to think it over, as if the two of you getting back together wasn’t inevitable the second you saw him standing in your doorway. “Let me see…oh wait. One second.”

Pulling out your phone you tap away for a couple of seconds before sliding it into your back pocket. “Sorry ‘bout that. I just accepted this job. Let me get back to you in a week.” With that snarky comment and a smug wink, you shut the door firmly in his face and he hears the sound of the deadbolt clicking into place seconds later.

For a moment he stands there, unsure what to do before he starts laughing. There was the feisty person he had fallen in love with and missed so desperately. And when he heard your quiet chuckles coming from the other side of the door, he knew the two of you would be okay.

The two of you were able to laugh and be together. Just the way you belong.

You and I

You and I

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