Sakusa Kiyoomi was germaphobic and really hated other people in his personal space, was forced to have fun by his friends at a bar but turned into a mess when he started to get dizzy and blackout. He woke up in an unknown place, on a bed with an unknown stranger. He left the person without their knowledge and just went on with his life. 5 years had past and Kiyoomi still dreaded that day. "This is your new assistant." The most boring-looking man I've ever seen. He wore a baggy turtleneck white sweater that was mid-thigh long. He wore thick foggy, round glasses. I couldn't even see the color of his eyes.

Even if you show yourself as perfect, even if you show yourself as someone with no problems, you have to open up eventually. Well what if you opened up and shared your deepest secrets to a random phone number? Say, what happens when you happen to meet the person on accident? Well, what the hell do you do when you fall head over heels for someone you were never supposed to meet? 142,033 words Angst, fluff, and smut. This is the fluffiest thing I've ever written. This book is a whole trigger, please read the following: Depression Anxiety PTSD Mysophobia Self-harm Anorexia Suicide Rape Anger Self hatred Obsessive-compulsive disorder Foul language Detailed emotion It's mainly happy don't worry!!! Best ranking: #1 in sakuatsu (yay~)

Started: 3/3/21 Finished: 3/27/21 - - - "The largest of buildings and brightest of lights yet I can only focus on you." Atsumu's always loved the city. Kiyoomi came to learn that about him in his high school years. Though it seems after they part for five years, he doesn't forget. Being part of the lgbtq+ community isn't so common in Atsumu's high school years. So the ever-deepening love he feels for Itachiyama's hot spiker tears him apart. - - - fluff, smut, light angst foul language

Miya Atsumu was just releasing his stress with his two best friends in the bar after his long hours of painting scenery in Hyogo. He saw a dark figure was watching him in the other corner. Who knows, the man who approached him was someone he never would have thought, but he still fell for him.

"I'll be the Spongebob to your Squidward, Omi!" A cup of coffee was all Sakusa Kiyoomi wanted. He got his coffee, but what he didn't expect to get was feelings for a blonde barista by the name of Atsumu Miya. My first fan fiction because my mom said I'll do well in the writing community. iednjebd I think otherwise ✌🏽 Anyway if you like it I appreciate the support (*^▽^*)

drowning under the weight of his secret love for his best friend, kiyoomi finds an outlet when he receives an accidental text from an unknown number. but he might find out that the identity of his mystery confidant isn't as unknown as he thinks. --- a chatfic interspersed with bursts of text containing fluff, angst, and NO SMUT! because they harbor a love too wholesome (and i ain't that brave). might be slowburn? might not be? you'll just have to find out. --- disclaimer: i don't own hq

🏎️ | Where Atsumu went to one drag race and met the love of his life. But here's the catch. Atsumu's already engaged. ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ 🏁 read tags!!

Sakusa Kiyoomi, a volleyball player who can not stand germs nor overly extroverted people that try to befriend him. When he goes to a training camp, a certain Miya Atsumu touches his shoulder, but for whatever reason, he doesn't seem to mind. Who could the charismatic blond be to him? Could he be a friend who helps him get better with his germaphobia or perhaps the object of his love and affection? - fluff, angst, and a pinch of smut

where atsumu wanted to get sakusa's phone number atsumu x sakusa haikyuu C R E A T E D : 091520 P U B L I S H E D : 092920 C O M P L E T E D : 040421

Mafia AU! Atsumu was a stripper for the money. He didnt know that one night he'd be doing a private dance for the best mafia leader is Japan. Now stuck in this world of gangs, drugs, guns, and sex its a constant fight for his life. He was just a pet to a mafia boss and his life is a repeat of him being constantly on the run with the man he just happened to fall in love with. How will he handle the constant pressure of being chased down?