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osamusriceballs · 2 months

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The Accident - Final Part

Atsumu x fem Reader

Warnings: Smut

Words: ~ 2,1 k

About: Not much to say- enjoy the ending! <3

Part I II -> Epilogue

"Y/n!"

He smiles and waves when he spots you, his expression soft and excited as he jogs towards you, passing the court in an instant. You notice Sakusa and Hinata on the field too, waving in your direction, and you hear Bokuto calling your name. You return the greeting and wave at him too with a smile.

Atsumu comes to a stop when he finally reaches you, his hands immediately finding your hips and pulling you close. "What's my wifey doing here?" He leans down to peck your lips, his excitement barely concealed.

"I thought you could use some moral support. And maybe some food." You shyly smile and raise the bag in your hand just a little, the Onigiri Miya logo evident on it. "I asked Samu to make something that works with your diet. And I got a dessert for you, the one from the cafe we visited last time." He looks at you softly, his hands still holding your hips tightly, not the slightest bit embarrassed about showing his affection in front of his teammates.

"Thank you. I appreciate that. Yer always so good to me." You blush at his words, trying to wave it off, but he pulls you closer and kisses you again, his lips now firmly pressing against yours. You easily give in, your free hand resting on his biceps, feeling the smooth and hot skin under your fingers, not caring about the fact that he is slightly sweaty by now. The faint sounds of volleyballs meeting the ground are drowned out by the sound of your heartbeat, and a soft gasp escapes your lips when he ever so lightly brushes his tongue against yours. You pull back, clearly flustered, and he grins at your state. "Wanna come over tonight?" You nod with a smile, and he pecks your lips one last time before letting you go.

"Can't wait, wifey."

xxx

"Tsumu!"

You yell, eyes only on him when he is about to serve. You're fully convinced that he can't hear you in the crowd, yet his eyes still flicker to your direction for a second before he focuses on the ball again, the red uniform a stark contrast to his bright hair.

He looks amazing. He's so focused on the game, you can see it in his eyes. This is the final moment of the game—if they manage to score one more point, the game will be over. You can see the pressure on him in his posture, and you can't help but want to hug him and make him feel more at ease.

He's serving, flawlessly as always, and you hold your breath when the other team receives his mean serve—and you find your heart skipping a beat when it's not Atsumu setting the ball after a fast attack from the other team, but rather Kageyama setting the ball and Atsumu attacking—surprisingly, even though you know that he does decent in every position. And you almost cry when his attack scores the final point, and he yells loudly and raises his arm triumphantly. You hug Yachi, who almost had a heart attack during the intense game, and you look up surprised when you see Atsumu staring at you happily and ignoring the cameras and media to come to you.

You're absolutely flabbergasted when he simply hugs you and slightly lifts you off the ground, grabbing your face almost too harshly before he kisses you in front of everyone. You're frozen, the noises of cameras clicking and yelling people almost overwhelming, but you somehow feel safe in his arms, so you just return the kiss and hug him tight too. He still beams from excitement when he pulls back, and you can't help but smile softly before you gently push some strands out of his face. "Congratulations. You did amazing." He smiles even brighter at your words, and you laugh breathlessly.

"Did it all for you. And for Japan. But for you too." He laughs, his chest still heaving heavily, and you can't help but smile softly. "I'm honored. And Japan too."

You press a last longing kiss to his lips and then you slowly let him go. "Now go—you need to get your medal or something. You're a world champion. I'll meet you after that, and we can celebrate." You smile gently, and he laughs happily. "Sure, wifey. I'll get my real reward later." His smile turns smug, and you blush feverishly. "S-sure," you whisper, flustered by his comment and avoid looking at his eyes.

"My real prize."

xxx

"Y/n?"

"Hmm?" you slightly raise your head, just enough to look at his face. You're comfortably cuddled against his chest, a thin blanket thrown over you both while you watch an animated fireplace and listen to slow music. His utterly relaxed expression is slightly crowded with unease, as if he has something on his mind.

"I was thinking... if you maybe wanna to store some clothes here. Like permanently. I made some space in my closet for you. Not like I want ya to move in already, I know most couples wait- but- just saying. There's space. Technically."

You raise your eyebrows, your eyes wide open, and he clears his throat awkwardly. The way he seems so shy and insecure about it—a state that you have never seen on him before. It warms your heart when you think about how nervous he is to ask just this, but it also fills you with excitement and makes your heart flutter.

"So... you wouldn't want me to move in?" You say while you try to suppress your teasing smile and try to seem as serious as you can. You feel his body tensing under your fingers, and his arm that had been loosely caressing your bare lower back under your shirt freezes.

"I didn't say that." He stretches the syllables while he seems to be in an inner conflict. "I just meant that ya might get uncomfortable if you're already moving in. It's only been a few months, I know that most couples wait a bit longer with that." He looks down at you, his tone showing his serious curiosity. "Are you not against moving in?"

You pause, taken aback by the statement, and proceed to think about it. You know that moving in together is a big step- but on the other hand, you both have been married for quite some time. And being together with Atsumu just feels so right—you really don't mind moving in after seven months.

"I'm... not against it, to be honest. It's unconventional, but we're kinda already married, so I think it's fine to skip some steps. here." A deep relieved sigh leaves his lips, and you feel his posture relaxing once again. "Sounds good. I got ya a key on the counter, we can move your stuff gradually, if you want to? But I made a lot of space in my closet actually, you might wanna go shopping to fill it. My treat of course."

You look at him wide-eyed. "You already have a key for me ready?"

He looks away with a faint blush on his cheeks, his hand absently caressing your back again, but now more relaxed while his lips curl into a triumphant grin.

"Maybe."

xxx

"Y/n?"

"Hmm?" You turn towards him and see a letter in his hands.

"That's um..." he clears his throat, his eyes looking anywhere but your direction. "It's from our lawyer. It's about the divorce. The year is over."

You freeze, carefully making your expression neutral while you wait for him to continue.

"It's um... we can—ya know. Wait a bit. I mean—you're busy with work and I'm also busy with Samu's new shop. We can maybe wait just a bit longer. If you want to. No pressure."

And you finally smile when you reach for his shirt and pull him down to press a kiss on his lips.

"Sounds good."

xxx

Tsumu—"

You look up at him in the mirror with pleading eyes, his hand tightly wrapped around your throat.

"Now come on. Tell me, what ya want me to do?" He grins teasingly, knowing fully well that you can't speak with his hand now firmly wrapped around your throat. You manage to gasp his name, and he raises an eyebrow. "What was that? Didn't hear ya, sweetheart. Might wanna try harder here."

You avert your gaze, overwhelmed by the intensity of it and arch your back slightly against him, offering him your neck submissively. A groan leaves his lips and his eyes soften at the sight of you. "So pretty for me. Always so good." He tilts your face and kisses you, the grip around your neck loosening and his free hand wandering to your chest, gently squeezing your body.

His lips are glued to yours, the kiss starting out softly, but quickly turning into a messy clashing of lips melding together and tongues grazing against each other. It's hot, so, so hot when his hand stops palming your chest and moves further down your stomach, causing you to gasp and whine against his lips as you tense under his touch until his hand stops between your legs. He doesn't stop the kiss, instead keeping one hand loosely around your neck while the palm of the other hand cups your pussy and presses against it. Your hips buck into his touch and you break the kiss embarrassedly after a lewd needy sound escapes your lips.

"What was that?" He asks, a bit breathlessly, but his lips curl into a smug grin. "Gettin' shy on me? You know that I love those pretty sounds. Especially when I do—this—" Two of his fingers push inside of you with no further warning and your body almost bends over at the feeling, but his hand quickly moves from your neck around your upper body to press you tightly against him. "Uh-uh, pretty wifey. Not escaping yer husband. I need to fulfill my duties after all, right? Satisfy my wife and all that. Look at ya, how you enjoy that, huh?" He slowly pumps his fingers in and out of you, the squelching sound making you whine embarrassedly, yet it feels so good that your eyes flutter closed and your mouth stays agape. He brings you to your high like this and holds you when you tense around his fingers, clenching tightly around him like a vice, his name leaving your lips breathlessly.

"Tsumu—" you whisper, your voice hoarse, but your body feeling so good and satisfied, and he softly pulls his fingers out with a lewd sound. "Oh, love, you made such a mess, huh?" He looks at his fingers with a grin and then down to your pussy, his tongue quickly coming out to lick his lips.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of ya."

xxx

"Tsumu—do we have to go out? We could also relax at home. Watch that movie maybe. Or... do different things." You smile a bit shyly as you hug his arm and press your chest against his biceps in a way that you hope is seductive.

He freezes for a second and then shakes his head. "As tempting as that offer is, we have plans. Or I have made plans. For us." He wraps his arm around your waist and directs you towards a building—that looks suspiciously familiar to you. "Tsumu— is that—no way! Why are we here?" Your eyes grow even bigger when you recognize the building, but he ignores your comment and simply pushes you forward. "C'mon, we have an appointment—and you need to get ready," he grins, but you can see a faint hint of nervousness in his eyes when he opens the door and reveals the club where you had met during your first day. Your jaw drops when you see the decorations—all in a classical wedding style, like the pictures you often like on Pinterest. "Tsumu—don't tell me—"

"Y/n." You hear his voice firmly, and you look at him, who suddenly lets go of you and looks at you a bit mischievously before he smoothly sinks down to one knee.

"I can't remember the first time I did this, but I promise, I won't forget this time. I wanna do everything right, Y/n. Marry you properly, be your husband and care for you."

You look at him, feeling tears dwell in your eyes when you realize how he has spent the last few weeks preparing this—and you bite your lip to avoid a sob when he pulls out a ring—similar to the one he had given you last time, yet even more beautiful.

"Will ya marry me?

xxx

A/n: Thank you so much for following this series! I'll make an epilogue about the night they met around next week-ish! But after that, that's it for the series! I hope you enjoyed and stay tuned for the next one! <3

#haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu x reader #atsumu #atsumu smut #atsumu x reader #hope you enjoyed <3 #I'm sorry for the belated post #But here you go #it's a bittersweet experience to end such a project #but I'm happy to start a new one #I'll rewrite an old series of mine #a love triangle with Atsumu and Suna #and tbh #i still haven't decided about the ending #It will come to me as I reread it and continue writing it!#anyways!#love you! <3 #and I hope you'll stay tuned ! <3

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valeffelees · 10 months

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thank you kindly to @youarenevertooold and @you-remind-me-of-the-babe for tagging me today, and to everyone who tagged me on Wednesday, too. 💕

i've taken a break from my fairy Simon AU today 'cause i've been working on it most of the week, but since i am still in my artist era, i decided to spend the morning drawing Dev instead. because i love him a very normal, reasonable amount.

Tag, you're it! 🪄 @cutestkilla @raenestee @hushed-chorus @thewholelemon @larkral @artsyunderstudy @blackberrysummerblog @captain-aralias @imagineacoolusername @ivelovedhimthroughworse @facewithoutheart @rimeswithpurple @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @jasonfunderberkerthefrogexists @nightimedreamersworld @shrekgogurt @prettygoododds @alexalexinii and anyone else who sees this and wants to join in on the fun.

oh, and also: if anyone wants to be taken off (or added to) my taglist, don't be afraid to let me know. 🙂💕

#if i finish this before the end of the night i might post it? i haven't decided yet. i'm still so weird about posting things #(completed things i mean. i dunno why sketches and snippets feel easy but finished fics and drawings are so daunting lmao)#six sentence sunday #(in spirit)#carry on #simon snow #dev and niall #(niall isn't here but it's fine)

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troublcmakcrs · 11 months

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//ah, fathers, huh?

craig has a very good relationship with his father (i don't acknowledge tfbw thomas on this blog, throw the entire man away... my blog is based primarily around show!thomas)

it's not as healthy as it could be bc both of them are Men who have problems addressing their emotions, but they genuinely care for each other and open up to each other where it counts. craig is a lil more open with his mother, more willing to cry around her, but that doesn't mean that his father has never seen him cry and has never supported him through it. he's a good dad, even if he's a lil on the emotionally constipated side, and craig loves him so much.

i have a couple of aus where craig is separated from his father / his father dies (namely my apocalyptic / dystopian verses), and the loss really messes him up

this lil guy and his dad might flip each other off at every available opportunity, but if he has to go without his father's love and support in his life, he will crumble

#hc :: ( craig )#rel :: ( craig & thomas )#//we don't talk about tweek's dad #//except yes we do bc he's drop dead fucking sexy #//him n his radio voice 🤤#//tweek: STOP FUCKING MY DAD!!#//me: I'M GONNA START FUCKING HIM HARDER NOW!!!#father's day tw #//thinking about the cyberpunk verse where craig's dad dies :((#//and the metro verse where i haven't quite decided what happens to thomas yet other than he is just not around #//it's just tricia craig and tweek ambling around the irradiated metro tunnels in that verse #//it's craig's goal to find his parents again #//and tweek's goal to leave his behind and go to live with craig's #//i've not fleshed it out much bc i haven't played metro yet #//but i'm thinking craig & tweek probably get separated as well sometime between last light & exodus #//tweek ends up largely on his own instead of with craig's parents if they are still in fact alive #//but i'm on a huge tangent now #//POINT IS. thomas. i love that guy #//he gives good hugs. not often. but when he does hug they fucking SLAP

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marinehero · 7 months

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Thinking thoughts ab this messed up family again and thinking again about Garp wanting for Ace and Luffy to become strong - strongest - marines as form of protection because to him that's their best shot at staying alive.

While Dragon on the other hand was significantly different, I do think he was unexpected, because frankly Garp was and is not fit to be a parent ( having had no parental figure growing up ) nor do I think he would've really wanted a child. But he still loved his son and tried his best with what support he had from his peers and friends. He still wanted Dragon to be a marine, of course, but without the same kind of pressuring need as there'd been with Ace or Luffy, he'd be far more inclined towards letting things progress at a more natural pace.

He was still strict, more knowledged on being a soldier than father, but more lienient and more present in Dragon's early life. Present enough to complain and rant about restrictions and his anger towards the government and celestial dragons to or where his son could hear.

#{ ooc } ✗ 「 wenp reporter 」#{ headcanon } ✗ 「 and my heart it sings of justice 」#[ things that are subject to change and a bit incoherent/unorganized but are currently on the brain and wanted to ramble so fdslksdf #[ expanding bit more on my -waves hand- general background/portrayal of peepaw #[ namely dragon bc haven't rly. figured out what kind of dad garp could've been #[ thinks part of how he '''raised''' ace and luffy was him looking at how dragon turned out and going 'welp. Can't have that'#[ <- still ends up fucking it up #[ this man does not!! know how to raise a kid! his ass was raised by himself and by the forest/jungle and he thinks he turned out fine!#[ not 100% decided on things / <- doesn't rly do the whole. one canon / prefers flexibility but. still thinks #[ i do think garp would've just talked shit on the celestial dragons around Dragon (i need to know if garp gave the name or-- fsdlksd) bc #[ seems like the kind of thing he'd do he's a hypocrite like that ✨#[ thinks ab how the LA spelled out that garp disagrees w/ the system but still believes it's the best option bc. rat shakes. yeagh #[ everyday i think ab how easily this man could be a pirate or revolutionary bc So much about him is like that but he Couldn't bc he wants #[ people safe Now smnth smnth hero motifs cast in blood #[ thinks a normal amount about his motifs being a dog and the hero but that's its own post <3

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tvrningout-a · 9 months

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so i'm thinking about what helena maybe had to give up in order to gain the ability to travel beyond the borders of her forest, and i : ) wanna yell so loudly : ) so here we go with a helena lore post <3 please note that as always, i'm taking creative liberties with the mythology i mention!

so what's a dryad? a tree nymph. what's a nymph? a spirit of nature who typically cares for the flora and fauna of the area they originate from. river nymphs protect and care for the rivers, tree nymphs protect and care for the forests, etc. these nymphs have a connection to the earth, though not as strong as a god's; still, it is a connection that not only allows them to sense when threats like famine approach, but it also allows them to be connected to each other. their feelings and thoughts, on some level, are shared. when one is hurt and suffering, the others feel it; when one is happy and thinking a mile a minute, the others feel and hear an echo of that voice; when one dies, the others feel it and mourn collectively.

this connection is one of the things helena sacrifices in exchange for freedom.

dryads are born from and bound to a particular tree, and they cannot wander far from it without risking death. but helena wanted so badly to see the world, meet new people, escape her home where she was surrounded by the same scenery and the same faces every single day. so when she meets bronwyn, she asks if they can make a deal, if bronwyn can somehow free her. she doesn't realize exactly what she'll have to sacrifice for the deal to work. helena's soul is tethered to that tree, and it'll take great magic to break such a bond. it'll take great sacrifice.

the connection between helena and her sisters and mothers is an unforeseen casualty, however. she realizes she should have seen it coming -- if she broke the bond between her and her tree, then wouldn't other bonds break, too? but it never crossed her mind, and the silence she awoke to was maddening. never had her mind been so quiet, so empty of any other being. it was unsettling. it was lonely, so lonely. this is part of the reason why helena decides to travel with bronwyn and remains by her side.

helena's family believed her to be dead at first, but she returned home to say goodbye. it was not a pleasant parting as many of the dryads judged her for giving up her connection to not only them but to the earth as well. how could she do that? how could she toss away her duty to earth who birthed her?

wishing she had simply let them think her dead, helena leaves, never to return. she grows accustomed to the silence in her head, but she cannot deny she forever feels a piece of her is gone.

#screams and cries and falls down!!!!#i still haven't decided what it is that helena actually gives up in order to be separate from her tree #but this is so much more angsty than i expected her background to be ASDFG #HELP I'M SAD!!!!#and now i gotta think about helena's powers #bc i think she does have some control over nature still but it's not to the extent it once was #oh i'm gonna end up adding her at this rate #headcanons | helena

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