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He Was A Punk, He Did Ballet (What More Can I Say?) by SeungminSupremacy
Fandoms: ENHYPEN (Band)
13 Jan 2026
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Sunghoon’s heart stuttered in his chest, and he had to remind himself to breathe. It wasn’t the song that was familiar, it was the voice, and that felt wild enough on its own. But he hadn’t seen him in nearly six years, hadn’t even really thought about him as much in the last four, too caught up in growing up to be stuck on teenage emotions from high school.
But there he was. Sunghoon would know him, his voice, his eyes anywhere.
Park Jongseong was on the television. In a music video. In a band.
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14 Feb 2026
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Good god, now all of his social media algorithms think he’s as obsessed with Atsumu as his fanbase. A snippet of a promoted article catches his eye.
The young recruit’s enthusiasm is only matched by his charm, which earned him quite the following back in high school.
Kiyoomi snorts, remembering the brightly colored signs that would crop up at every Inarizaki match. He wonders what those fans are up to now.
Oh yeah, those Twitter users with display names like “atsumu’s sweaty jersey.” Safe to assume that obsessing over Miya Atsumu is not something that is easily cured.
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or, how to fall in love with one of the v-leagues youngest rising stars in several not-easy steps. eyes on the prize, kiyoomi. eyes on the prize.
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05 Feb 2026
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“Sakusa and Ushijima got a spread in Vogue Japan,” Barnes says, a knowing smirk on his face, and Atsumu’s good mood tanks like the Titanic.
He furiously flips through the magazine until he finds the offending pages. The pièce de résistance is a side shot of Ushijima on some clear plastic ottoman, legs outstretched with Sakusa standing between them. His hands are wrapped around Sakusa’s thighs and Sakusa is tilting Ushijima’s chin up. It’s the eyes that do it, though - there’s something ineffable, something smoldering, about the way they gleam. Atsumu doesn’t know if it’s love or something markedly south of that, but he knows neither man has the acting chops to fake that.
“Disgusting,” Atsumu grumbles, throwing the magazine down on the bench.
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There are a few unavoidable truths in Atsumu's world. One: Osamu is his punishment from a past life. Two: calling his ma every Sunday is vital for his sanity. Three: Sakusa Kiyoomi and Ushijima Wakatoshi are soulmates. End-game. Matching puzzle pieces.
Atsumu can't help but wonder if he fits, too.
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05 Feb 2026
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I don’t know where we’re going, but I’d like to be by your side by voices_in_my_head
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
03 Aug 2020
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"Atsumu doesn’t approach Kageyama Tobio the first day of the youth training camp, but he does keep an eye on him. He’s not the only one; everyone is curious about the main setter of the team that finally uncrowned Shiratorizawa."
Or: once Atsumu got to meet the real Kageyama, he never stood a chance. Honestly, he's not that bothered about it.
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30 Jan 2026
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It’s five hours from Tokyo to Sendai. It’s five years from Fukurodani Academy to the Black Jackals. It’s five sets between win and loss and five seconds to miss that final point. It’s five; the number of Fukurodani’s vice-captain and setter for one blinding, beautiful year. It’s five; like an identity branded into his heart, the only number that holds any meaning for him. Black and white and gold.
“You always pick five,” Udai muses in the wake of the staff betting pool. Akaashi’s not even sure what they’re betting on, aware that his final deadline to have the latest manuscript submitted is in five days.
“Five is a good number.”
It’s five years since Akaashi watched Bokuto step into the light of the future and five years since he last set a volleyball into the air on centre court. It’s been five years, and in not one of them has he forgotten what it felt like to stand beneath the trajectory of a shooting star.
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- Part 1 of and the future runs through our bones
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25 Jan 2026