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osamusriceballs · 3 months

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The Accident - Part XVII

Atsumu x fem reader

Warnings: Making out

Words: 1,5 k

About: Back to Onigiri Miya <3

Part I II -> Next Part

"Finally. Took ya long enough."

Osamu rolls his eyes when you both enter the shop. You apologetically smile and wave while uttering a greeting. "Hey, Osamu. Sorry for being late." Atsumu grins widely, simply ignoring Osamu's comment while you both move to the counter, where Osamu is working. You notice that he looks a bit tired after moving closer, the bags under his eyes proof that he probably only slept a few hours before he had to open up the shop again. Yet, he still professionally forms Onigiri with his hands, everything looking as flawless and clean as the last time you had been there.

Osamu finally looks up to you both when you reach him and suddenly raises his brows when he sees how tightly your hand is held by Atsumu's. His mouth opens slightly, as if to comment on it, but he closes it silently without saying anything before he diverts his attention back to the Onigiri in his hands, now with a small smile adorning his lips. Your face warms up and you mentally thank every deity for making Osamu the more tactful and considerate twin. You're quite certain that Atsumu would have commented on that, if he had been in Osamu's place. Such a tease.

You clear your throat and let go of Atsumu's hand, but his grip around yours is so tight that it doesn't make any visible difference. "Samu, I'm starvin'—could eat the whole menu today. Gimme that please." Atsumu points towards the filled plate in front of Osamu, who just groans as a response and rolls his eyes. "Yer only here for five seconds and I already wanna kick ya out."

You blink in surprise when Osamu simply pushes the plate towards Atsumu and then turns around to open the fridge. "I prepared somethin' for ya. Take it before I change my mind." He hands you another plate with dishes that you remember from the last time you had been there, and you hastily pull your hand out of Atsumu's death grip to take it. "That's—amazing! Thank you." Your stomach clenches at the sight of the food, and you become painfully aware of the fact that you haven't eaten anything since last night, and it's around 4 pm at this point.

"I'll make sure to tag ya in an Instagram post, Samu." Atsumu grins and places one hand at the small of your back to direct you towards a free table. "Here." He quickly places his plate on the table and moves back to the counter. "I'll get us something to drink." You smile and nod while you try to calm yourself down. Your heart starts beating faster when you think about what has just happened with him in his apartment. How he had kissed you and held you. How he was laying on top of you and grinding against you- so needily and desperate. How your hands had been buried into his hair, desperate for him to deepen the kiss—and he did.

But it all came to an end when you had moaned against his lips, the sound so breathless and lewd that your eyes shot open—and he pulled away with a curse. "God, y/n. I can't—we shouldn't—gosh, fuck. I want you so badly." You could see his clenched jaw, his flushed cheeks, and feel the hardness in his pants without a doubt. You knew he wants to go further- but the wetness between your legs was also evidence of how much you wanted him, and you were quite certain that he could feel your warmth and wetness through his pants at this point. But you knew it's not right. Not now, not so shortly after all that.

You had taken a deep breath and then untangled your legs around his body. "It's probably for the best if we stop right now." You smiled a bit strained, your body wanting nothing more but to stay here forever and let him have his way with you, but your mind told you to slow down. You didn't want to ruin this by starting something like this too soon. He had simply nodded but still leaned down to press a longing kiss against your lips. You had melted into the feeling of his lips against yours and reached out for him, only to have him grab your wrists a little clumsily while he pulled back from the kiss and pinned your hands to the bed. Your eyes widened at your vulnerable position under him—and a throb of need rushed through your body.

His eyebrows shot up and his lips curled into a smug grin at your reaction. "Oh? Ya like that? Seems like we're in for a good time then." You swore you could have exploded any second, especially if he kept looking at you like that, and you simply released a shallow huff at his words. "Yer really testin' me here, wifey." He closed his eyes for a second and then pulled back. "Imma take a quick shower and then we can grab somethin' to eat at Samu's. Is that alright with ya?" You had simply nodded, too flustered to form words, and he pecked your cheek one last time before he headed to the bathroom.

After that, you wobbly made it to the other bathroom, quickly washing your face and getting dressed again, trying to distract yourself from the fact that you were this close to giving in and begging him to sleep with you. You have never felt like this with someone else; Atsumu just elicits feelings and actions from your body that you would never have thought were possible. He's a great kisser, and judging from the way he had been grinding his hips against yours, you were quite certain that he will be equally as good in bed. Your face had heated up again at the thought of sleeping with him, and you had quickly grabbed your stuff and go back to the bedroom. You both quickly took your things and made your way towards Onigiri Miya, but not without making out heavily in the elevator.

"Here ya go." Atsumu places two drinks on the table, and you get pulled out of your thoughts. You try to look calm and composed with a smile and thank him while he takes his seat, shortly admiring him in his simple, yet very attractive outfit. A white shirt and a pair of jeans—nothing special, but when Atsumu wears it, it just looks that appealing.

"Don't worry, these are alcohol-free. I'll stop drinking for a while for sure." He scratches the back of his head bashfully, and you laugh softly. "I figured so. But aren't you training like crazy now? Isn't it bad for you to drink anyway?"

A faint pink hue covers his cheeks at your words. "True that. I'm gonna stay away from alcohol for a long time." He shakes his head and then looks away. "Can't believe it's just a few more weeks till the Olympics. Time is running but- oh, let's start with the food already. Can't wait any longer, I'm sorry." He takes an Onigiri off his plate and eagerly digs in, and you're quick to join him, amused by his cute expression while he's chewing. He must have been starving for sure.

"I feel so much better already." He grins, and you nod while you eat a spoonful of your meal, enjoying the taste of fried rice. "Me too. I love Osamu's food." Atsumu nods and pretends to think for a second and then smugly grins. "Seems like yer fallin' for all the Miya's. We're a talented family after all."

"I'm not falling for all the Miyas!" You weakly protest, but the food could definitely make you consider Osamu as a possible partner. "Just kiddin'." He chuckles but suddenly yawns while he reaches for another Onigiri. "I'll drive ya home after that. I'm way too tired for anything more." He does look exhausted now. You don't know how he manages to even hold a proper conversation in his state, his eyes closing every few seconds before he almost violently pulls them open again.

"That's okay." You smile sympathetically and reach for your drink. He got your favorite, and you feel a sudden warmth running though your body at this realization. "I'm also exhausted after last night. But uhm..." You hesitantly fish for your phone and unlock it. "Do you maybe want to give me your new number?" You feel a faint blush creeping up your cheeks, but you're too afraid that you'll forget about it later- especially when he can barely keep his eyes open. "Oh? Sure." His eyes light up, and he quickly wipes his fingers on his tissue before he takes your phone. "Here ya go. I'll make sure to text ya every day."

"You don't have to text me every day." You snort but smile at the thought of always waking up to messages of Atsumu. "I will. Don't worry." Something about the way he says that makes you believe him, and break the intense eye contact when you take the phone with slightly shaky hands and look at the screen.

There it is, your new contact:

Husband

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taizi · 3 years

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I am reading some of your older Natsume Yuujinchou fan fics and I absolutely LOVE them! Can u please write some more about him idk what topic I'm sorry T.T but any good ones u can think of ?

well i was in the MIDST of answering a nishinatsu prompt but my drafts seems to have consumed that ask entirely, so i guess i’ll just write that prompt here instead !

“I mean,” Nishimura blurts, “just look at him!”

He gestures with both hands, as if words are failing him. Across the room, Natsume is laughing, shaking off snow and unwinding a borrowed scarf. Tanuma is thanking him profusely for the hot tea he ran to the vending machine outside for; given that Tanuma just returned to school after being out sick for a few days, it makes sense that Natsume and mother-hen Tsuji wanted him to stay put. The whole thing is very mundane and in no way out of the ordinary and Nishimura, for whatever reason, is pissed about it.

Bemused, Kitamoto settles into what has been his default state since he was three years old and humors his best friend.

“I’m looking,” he says gamely. “It’s Natsume. He’s wearing a hat.”

“Do not over-simplify this,” Nishimura warns with utmost severity.

His tone causes Suzuki to glance over from her desk in alarm, but Kitamoto makes Meaningful Eye Contact with her and she glances from him, to Nishimura, and then across the room at Natsume, and out loud says “oh.” Then she gives Kitamoto a pitying expression and returns to her book. Kitamoto wishes it were that easy for him to escape.

“Okay, sorry,” Kitamoto concedes. “Is there something special about the hat that I’m missing?”

“It’s adorable,” Nishimura hisses with real, actual venom. “It has a pom-pom on the end. What the hell? Who gave him the right?”

It is pretty cute, Kitamoto has to admit. He thinks Taki is the one who got it for him, but he can’t remember, and now he’s certainly not going to mention it. He wouldn’t throw his friend under this bus, not even to spare himself.

“Right,” he says. He flips a page in his magazine. “Some nerve.”

“I mean it’s bad enough that he’s the most handsome guy in our grade,” his best friend goes on, outwardly seething, “no, scratch that, our school! I mean, already way, way out of my league, and then he has to go and--”

Kitamoto looks up. The conversation has taken a new, unlikely turn, and with Nishimura, you have to catch these things quick, or he’ll get the idea that he’s allowed to think them.

“Hey, hold on a second. What’s this about ‘out of your league’?”

“Sorry, I thought you said you were looking,” Nishimura says with enough bitterness to make Kitamoto frown. “It’s Natsume. I don’t have a chance in hell.”

This crush has been a thing for going on a year and a half now. It’s the most open secret in school, because Nishimura is about as subtle as a bullet train and wears his heart on his sleeve-- he always has. But up until this point, Kitamoto had thought all the dithering and nerves was a little bit just because it was kind of fun to like somebody, and nerve-wracking to confess. It’s not as though any of them are gonna vanish any time soon, not with another year until they graduate, and plans to go to university together after that.

Kitamoto figured that when Nishimura got tired of drawing hearts in his notebook and then screeching when someone asked to borrow his notes, he’d tell Natsume that he’s been in puppy-love with him since about two days after Natsume moved to Hitoyoshi in the first place, and they’d all have a good laugh about how long it took them to get their shit together, and that would be that.

He never expected to hear something like this out of Nishimura’s mouth.

It’s the worst thing he’s ever heard out of Nishimura’s mouth.

Kitamoto gets up, so abruptly that his chair screeches back across the linoleum. Nishimura’s head snaps around and he reflexively grabs Kitamoto’s arm. They’ve been inseparable since before they could walk and that means that, generally, they can sort of read each other’s minds.

Kitamoto wonders if he’ll ever stop being furious with himself that he missed something as big as this.

“Hey, woah, what are you doing?” Nishimura says. “Why are you mad?”

“I’m mad because my best friend is an actual, honest-to-god idiot,” Kitamoto snaps. “And I’m going to prove you wrong.”

He manages one step in Natsume’s direction, and Nishimura yanks him back into his chair with a super-strength born of absolute terror.

“Don’t you dare! If you love me you’ll stay right here!”

“Of course I love you,” Kitamoto says, whirling on him. “You know I love you.”

For a brief second, he finds himself terrified: what if this is something else he’s missed? What if--

But Nishimura rolls his eyes, and his grip on Kitamoto’s arm slides down to his hand, and he tangles their fingers together as easily as if they’re in kindergarten again. This is one thing, it seems, neither of them have ever had to doubt.

“I know, Acchan. I’m just having a bad day.” Nishimura bites his lip. He looks down, and away. “But... you know what I mean, right? You know that Natsume is-- he’s on another level. You get that, right?”

“He is not better than you,” Kitamoto says, perhaps too loudly. A few classmates glance in their direction. From Nishimura’s nervous twitch, one of them is probably Natusme, but he’s all the way across the room. There’s no way he could have overheard. “He thinks the world of you. You spend every waking minute together. This is the first time I’ve managed to steal you away in like two weeks.”

Nishimura slants a bit of a smile at him. It’s nothing like the megawatt grins he’s usually throwing around, but it’s something. Kitamoto squeezes his hand, refusing to back down.

“Even if he doesn’t like you back,” Kitamoto says, “he already loves you. And I love you, and so does Taki and Tanuma and Tsuji and Ogata and even Shibata, even though he’d never admit it. I’ll make him if it would make you feel better, though. I still have blackmail.”

And there it is-- a laugh. Nishimura leans back in his chair with it, a loud ha-HA that he muffles in his sleeve, and Kitamoto grins at him.

“For now, let’s go find Taki,” he says, standing up again. He draws Nishimura up with him by their joined hands. “There’s still a few minutes left before the bell.”

“Sure,” Nishimura says, following along agreeably. “Why do we need Taki?”

“You’ll feel better after you can gossip with her about your hopeless crush,” Kitamoto tells him dryly. “And I’m gonna tell her all that nonsense you said about not being good enough, and she’ll yell at you about how much we love you till you cry, probably.”

Nishimura gasps, the perfect picture of betrayal. He’s back to his overly-animated self and the whole room feels lighter for it. Kitamoto tugs him along, smiling, and waves at their friends as they pass by.

“I told you that in confidence!” Nishimura shouts.

“Next time get it in writing.”

He’s prepared for it when Nishimura throws his full weight against his back in revenge, and manages to haul him up piggy-back style with enough grace that they don’t immediately fall over.

Nishimura wraps one arm around his neck, squeezing too tight for comfort, just to be a brat, but at that point they’re both having fun as they make their ungainly way toward the door. Whatever hurt Nishimura has been holding onto has been left behind for now, and if Kitamoto has his way, it won’t be coming back.

And behind them, Natsume buries his face in his hands. Tsuji and Tanuma trade a swift, knowing glance over his head, and then reach over to pat him on the shoulder and the arm respectively.

“I mean,” Natsume mutters, eyes drawn to where Nishimura is crowing with laughter, noisy and charming and the brightest thing in the room, “just look at him.”

#natsume yuujinchou #natsuyuu #nishinatsu #kitamoto atsushi #nishimura satoru #natsume takashi #my writing #prompt #anonymous #natsuyuu fic #ah nishinatsu....my one true weakness...

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stargazer-balladeer · 3 years

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🌸🌺🌸 Aether comfort fluff! 🥺✊

I think he'd be very intone with you. Being able to tell when you're not feeling your best. Aether would give you gentle hugs and would feed you snacks. He won't leave you alone until you eat something.

He would make you laugh even if it means embarrassing himself.

Aether would cook for you and let you pick the meal.

If you want to cuddle. Just hold your arms out. He'll scoop you up and cuddle you. Weighted blanket? Yes.

Let's you rant to him. He'll give you head pats as you rest your head against his chest.

Aether will always compliment your strengths and how even while down you keep pressing forward.

He would punch someone in the face if they to take advantage of you in any way. Aether doesn't like when other misunderstand your bad days as laziness.

He would do your work for you when you just cant find it in you to do so.

If you ask for space, he'll give it but he'll be hesitant. Aether loves being close to you when you're upset.

Loves kissing your face all over. You're extremely adorable to Aether. He can't help himself.

I actually think Aether would let cry if you needed and you'd surely catch him wiping his own tears away. (He just wishes he could share or take your pain away.)

Will sometimes force you to hangout with him. Go grab a smoothie or something with him. He'll be happy.

Will literally hunt down a person if they're harassing you or making you irritated. Angry Aether is scary, I think.

Will share stupid memes with you at 4am and send stupid messages like. " Childe's on a date with sister. I really wanna punch him. He's so stupid and tell me with a straight face he doesn't give you fuckboi vibes." " TT.TT I DROPPED MY ORDER OF FOOD!!! AS SOON AS I LEFT THE RESTAURANT!!! I'M GONNA CRY NOW,BYE."

Big on holding your hand. Will dance like a fish for fun. Please join him. He'll laugh even more than he already is.

Would talk about you to everyone. Diluc just smiles and shakes his head. Aether is whipped.

Would watch disney movies with you and sing the songs really loudly.

If you need a 2am visit Aether is up! WHERE ARE YOU?! HE'S COMING!!!

Would let you play in his hair! This is rare. you're special. Will groan if you put flowers in his hair. He'll leave them though.

Terrible pickup lines "Are you from Jamaica?...😏...Cuz you're jamaican me crazy!"

Would playfully roast you if he finds out your contact for him is "simp" he can't deny it. Is totally blushing.

Is dramatic as ever if he hurts himself. Aether:* hits leg on table* DAMN!!! AHHH!!! GUH-FUCK!" *bends over rubbing his leg*

Aether will hug you always. Just stand there and oh? He's suddenly hugging you.

Is honest about how he feels about you. Will tell you his heart if you ask. "Please take care of yourself. I love you and I don't want you suffering alone. You're not a burden. Don't even question that. Come to me. Whenever. I mean it. You're hanging out with someone that's boring, call me I'll come get you, 5am you're lonely? I'm there. Okay?"

Will try your hobbies with you. Aether looks like he'd cry a lot over anime character relationships. Watch a romantic anime with him. He'll die and fanboy. "I hate when they bait us with the kiss" T.T

Would so get jealous of the guys from your favorite animes and games. "He's so boring and his hair is dumb."

[Some fluff from Aether to you. UwU simping]

I-

🥺🥺 THIS IS SO CUTE- AAAAAAA- 💖💖💖💖💘💘💘💗💗 THANK YOU- AJABSJSJBB

#🌸🌺🌸 anon.txt #anon.imagines #simping for aether

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depressedhatakekakashi · 2 years

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Have you ever had this feeling where for years you pray for something new to come out about your fav character except it's made even worse when it's confirmed that your fav is having some new content/merchandise and you're just so excited waiting for it-

Only they gave the release date for it and somehow that makes the situation WORSE because now your sitting useless at home just filled with emotions, and if your like me then tou would completely forget about the fact about ✨time zones✨ and get stuck anxiously waiting for something thats actually coming TOMORROW so now you realize your gonna be at the edge of your seat for TWO WHOLE DAYS- and at the silence of it all, at that quiet realization of just how much this thing has affected your life throughly and just how much you absolutely love it XD

Sorry just wanted to rant- I'M GETTING NEW CONTENT!! QUARANTINE AND THE CREATORS HAVE STARVED ME BUT I WILL GO ON FOR LIKELY A FEW MORE MONTHS UNTIL THE SHOW ENDS AND HOPEFULLY MORE FANFICS COME OUT T.T

(just for shit's and giggles can you guess what fandom i'm in? U don't have to answer i just think it'd be funny to ask XD)

I used to enjoy d Greg man and that series just… stopped out of no where. No more content at all, don’t think it ever picked up again

So if tomorrow I found out they were creating content again, I’d be very excited. I miss my favs XD so I think I know where you’re coming from

As for what fandom you’re part of, I’m not really sure XD i don’t keep up with anything even my own fandom content at the pace it comes out, so I never know when something stops/starts again unless I notice a complete lack of content. I could guess JjK but I think they’ve had a few new chapters.

I remember seeing some of my moots crying over it XD

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army-author · 6 years

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I wouldn't mind reading more Christmas stories in January cuz they're lovely and not overly festive and my Christmas got all mixed up this year anyway and we're gonna celebrate next week so I'm not over it quite yet haha plus i still have a couple to catch up on! I have a feeling the angst will make my cry but I've got my tissues ready! Or you could finish the ones you've started/have solid ideas for and save the rest? Either way is good to me :)

Ah thank you for telling me 💖 It’s good to know you’d still enjoy them, even though Christmas is officially over! I hope you enjoy your late Christmas and have a really lovely time 😊 (And good luck with reading the angst! Hopefully you don’t cry too much!)

anonymous said: I just wanted to thank you for taking the time to write the Christmas series…! T.T been going through some things and it’s really brightened up my day, waking up to new ones every morning!!!

I’m so glad to hear that my writings have been brightening your days! I’ll admit that a lot of authors have been a help and distraction for me when things don’t go so well, and it’s mind-blowing that I can be a small help in the same way those writers were for me! :’) Thank you for your kind words, and for encouraging me in my writing! 💖💖💖

anonymous said: Ooooh, pleeease please please continue with the Christmas series! I was enjoying it sooo much 💖 you’re so good at writing that I’ll always be happy to read your stories, even if it’s January haha Also, thank you so much for everything you do and write for us! You’re such a precious human being :’)

Ah thank you for being there for my writing, even if it might not be seasonally appropriate anymore! 💖 And you’re very welcome! It’s my pleasure to share my writing 😊

anonymous said: hihiii!! i hope you have a relaxing break off of this blog, and a wonderful holiday :) also btw’s i’m pretty much obsessed with all your stories, like sure the characters just add to the excitement of it all, but whether it was BTS or not, i think i would still read your writing

This is so sweet! :’D It really touches me to know that you like my writing enough to be invested even if it had BTS in it or not! Woah! And I guess you’re right! Stories set at Christmas don’t just have to be read at Christmas! Thank you for such a sweet message! 💖💖💖

anonymous asked: I loved written in our veins but I feel like maybe it will be hard to write Christmas themed things now that it’s over? Personally I’ll read anything you post but I’d love to see you write more of the Wings series! Those ones are some of my favorites from you! :)

Ah thank you for stopping by to let me know! It’s good to know that you enjoy what I post 💖 Don’t worry, because I am planning on writing more of ‘Wings’, but it might takes some time to get around to it!

anonymous said: I’d love to read the Christmas scenarios in January, never to late/early for something festive! 😂❤️ - Swedish anon

Ahh that’s good to hear! 💖 Thank you for dropping by to tell me what you think! (And Sweden! That’s so cool!!)

anonymous said: i’m always festive enough for your stories =)

ho ho ho 🎅🎅🎅 That’s good to hear! It’s never the wrong time of year to get excited over Christmas 😂

anonymous said: Hi! How are you? About your Christmas writings, I’m still feeling festive so I would read them if you posted them. I really love your stories :)

Yay! That’s good to hear! 😊 Thank you so much for letting me know, I really appreciate it 💖

@myjeansareonfire said: I think you should still post them! :D honestly i’ve read christmas stories from people from like previous years in the middle of june akdjcgsj so even if they’re not out by march that will not deter my thirst to read your beautiful writing! :D

I’ll admit to having read Christmas fics in June as well 🙈 I’m really touched that you like my writing enough to still want to read them all 💖💖💖 Thank you so much for stopping by to tell me so!

#I wasn't expecting so many messages about this :')#ahhh thank you guys!#I'll keep on posting Christmas stories then!#yayyy!!!!#answered #anonymous #stitched-yoongz #swedish anon #myjeansareonfire

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