Odysseus: *gently Hands Athena Baby Telemachus*

That one family feud clip has been on my mind for too long :')

Haikyuu ABO: Alphas apologizing for what they said about babies

Featuring: Atsumu Miya, Kiyoomi Sakusa, Kenma Kozume, and Tetsuro Kuroo

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Atsumu Miya

Atsumu refused to leave for Italy until this matter was resolved, he wouldn’t leave you upset even if it meant forfeiting the game and suffering the wrath of his teammates. You never brought up the conversation of a baby again after that morning and seemed to avoid anything that made you look or act childish or immature. His words had hurt you and now you were trying to change yourself just to fit the image you thought Atsumu wanted in a mate.

“She’s sensitive because her heat’s near, and then I become the biggest jerk by denying her one simple wish. How much of an asshole could I be? I’m just scared I won’t be a good dad but I went and redirected those insecurities onto her and now she’s just silently suffering.”, Atsumu pulled at his hair in frustration to his own thoughts and groaned, his eyes caught sight of the clock and a small smile danced across his face.

6:30, you’d be walking in at any minute now. He caught the click of the front door and quickly stood up to greet you. You still had that dead sad look on your face but even so Atsumu cheered your name and squished your cheeks in his big calloused hands before pulling you into a kiss.

“Welcome home Sweetie.”, he hummed against your lips stealing another kiss as quickly as he could.

You smiled at him completely drunk off his sudden affection but suddenly your character changed and you found yourself pushing away from him and dropping your smile. He didn’t like that, not one bit. He caught your wrist just as you were scurrying off to the bedroom and pulled you back to his chest.

“Sumu I’m tired. I don’t want to fight about this again.”, you sighed.

“I do want a baby.”

You glared up at him believing he was lying but that changed the moment you saw the sincerity in his chocolate brown eyes. He leans down to steal one more kiss before explaining himself, “I do want a baby, with no one else but you. It’s just that I’m scared I won’t be good enough, I pushed those insecurities onto you trying to make myself feel better but I will not leave you thinking I don’t want to start a family.”, he confessed pressing his forehead against yours.

He knew you weren’t convinced but if he could start fixing his mistakes now he knew you’d recover. “I love you and I always will. Ten years was long enough for you to wait, you’ve been patient, understanding, selfless, caring, and loving. You’d make a beautiful mother because of all those qualities.”, Atsumu continued to speak hoping some of his words would sink in and settle your aching heart.

“But you said I was childi-“

He shut you up with a quick peck to the lips, “At times you can be but that’s what makes you a fun person and let’s be honest we both know I’m the worst one between us.”, he joked watching you laugh at the truthful statement.

You were slowly coming back to him, realizing that maybe he was serious about starting a family. He kissed your lips once more and carried you off to your shared bedroom, for the rest of the night you two peacefully shared your wishes and thoughts for the baby to come, seeing the loving look shimmering in your eyes again made Atsumu’s heart leap out of his chest. To think that an idiot like him would be blessed with such a beautiful mate like you was beyond understanding but he was so glad that you wore his mark on your nape with pride and so much happier to know you’d soon be swollen with his pup.

Kiyoomi Sakusa

It showed just how much your disappearance affected him, the night you walked away after the distasteful argument you didn’t come back and it drove Kiyoomi insane with worry. Sure you had his mark on your neck, sure you reeked of his scent from being buried in his and your belongings, but and omega in heat was still an omega in heat if her mate wasn’t by her side. He’d texted so many times, called so many times, left voicemail after voicemail, just hoping for a response but he never got one. It was affecting his work, he was distracted, aggressive, everything he shouldn’t be. Until one day about two weeks later he heard the front door rattling open and noticed your beautiful face entering.

“(Y/n)!”, he screamed dropping everything in his hands to rush to your side.

He scooped you up quickly in his arms pulling you into a bone crushing hug despite your pleads to be let down. He refused only holding you tighter and scenting you out of stress, “Where have you been? I’ve been worried sick about you! Please don’t ever do that to me again, I’m sorry okay. I’m so sorry I didn’t realize how upset you’d get about the argument, I know my reasoning was stupid.”, Kiyoomi rambled, tumbling over his words to afraid to look you in the eyes.

“I’m sorry if you want to have a baby we can- we can have-“

“Kiyoomi from now on I’ll spend my heats in a hotel, that way you don’t give into your instincts. It’s selfish of me to force a baby onto you, so we’ll just avoid it all together.”, you explained in a dead monotone voice.

Kiyoomi’s heart shattered hearing you say such a horrid thing. You weren’t being selfish wanting a baby with him, it was part of being in love, after marriage naturally the next step for couples was starting a family. Yet in a way, you were right, Kiyoomi had a point. He was always stressed to leave you alone while he left on away games, raising a baby alone didn’t seem like an ideal situation, so it only made sense to accept his side of the argument.

“Wait no!”, Kiyoomi didn’t mean to shake you as roughly as he did but now he was scared, “(Y/n) please stop thinking like that. This isn’t something we should avoid, I was just being stupid. Yes babies are disgusting at times but they are beautiful, they are born from their parent’s love and that’s what I want.“

You shook your head, “No you’re just saying that because you don’t want me to leave again, it was a nice thought but you’re right we aren’t ready. I just didn’t want to be alone waiting for you to come home anymore.”, you sighed returning to your room to shower and change.

Kiyoomi was left wallowing in his own guilt, to have actually won an argument surely should’ve been a victory and yet he felt like the true loser in this situation. He sighed and returned to your room waiting for you in bed, you smiled faintly at him before joining him.

“One day Omi…one day.”

The fact that you still longed for it was the only hope Kiyoomi had, he’d make your wish a reality one day when you had both recovered from this ugly fight.

“I’m so sorry I made you feel like this, but please don’t leave during your heats, that’s when I miss you the most. That’s when I want to take care of you the most and spoil you, don’t take that away from me please.”, he begged you softly pulling you closer to him by your hips.

Your fingers brushed his bangs behind his ear allowing you to admire his sad expression, you couldn’t give him a proper answer right now but you could find it in your heart to forgive him.

“I can be your baby until then.”, he mumbled softly pulling you into a tight hug once more.

You chuckled against his chest feeling fresh tears fall from your eyes, “Yeah…I’d like that.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Kenma Kozume

Having to restart the whole level just to beat the final boss was a lot less satisfying than he’d expected. Instead of spending his day off with you for some quality time together he hid away in his gaming room button mashing his frustration away. He wandered into the kitchen hoping to see you there but he was met by an uncomfortable darkness and quietness. Kenma really hated the quiet, recalling earlier his heart bubbled to the echoing laughter of you and the toddler. A gut wrenching feeling stung in his chest, you had cried because of him, he said something so stupid to you that now you’d gone away, and for what because he took out his annoyance for Lev on you and the baby?

“Why would I tell her that? God I was so stupid.”, he whined to himself sitting at the kitchen table alone.

Kenma waited for you by the door, playing with your pet cat to pass the time. He did everything in his power just to stay up waiting for you but he found himself falling asleep, so he decided to call you only to listen to it go to voicemail.

“Hey kitten? Look I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness but I’m sorry about what I said earlier today. You don’t deserve to be talked to like that and I hate that I made you cry. Come home soon please so we can talk about it, I love you. I’m sorry.”, he spoke so softly to the phone as if he was truly saying these words to your face.

You didn’t return home until the next day, annoyance written all over your face and a gift bag in hand. Kenma woke up once he heard your cat meowing from hunger, he wasn’t expecting to see you feeding your cat. Kenma noticed your expression but took the risk of getting closer to you, he noticed your neck was raw again from scratching, a habit you displayed when you were upset or nervous.

“(Y/n), your neck is all cut up again, you’ll scar over your mark.”, Kenma scolded you quietly watching you cover your neck with your hand. He kissed your hand watching you shiver to the soft kiss, “I know you’re mad, you have every right to be. Sorry I was an asshole I didn’t mean to say those things to you.”

You said nothing and simply walked away trying your best to avoid him. Curiosity killed the cat and he checked the bag to see what had you so upset, it was baby clothes from Lev’s clothing line. Kenma smiled at the small onesie and walked up to you hoping to get you to talk.

“Th-these are cute. Did Lev give you these?”, he asked watching you hide under the covers.

“Yes.”, you sighed, “He thought it’d look good on the baby.”

Kenma smiled nervously, “But we don’t have a baby.”

That’s when you uncovered yourself and glared at him, “Well you don’t. I do, that’s why I was so excited for yesterday because I thought I could handle taking care of the baby since I’m pregnant and I could use the practice, then you went and said what you said.”, you huffed.

Kenma stared at you in shock realizing what he’d done, he broke your heart while you were pregnant with his pup. He broke out into a nervous smile gently tackling you back into the bed, “Are you pregnant really? Please tell me you aren’t joking.”, he cheered. His hands found your stomach, carefully touching your growing belly, you weren’t showing a lot which meant you just found out.

“I am, I’m just a couple weeks in.”, you groaned feeling a little overwhelmed by his reaction.

That’s when you heard it, Kenma purred, something most alphas would never do unless extremely happy. He purred against your neck, kissing your mating mark over and over, keeping his hands on your stomach.

“I’m sorry I was such an ass yesterday. I didn’t mean it, I was just mad at Lev for getting in between our quality time. You’d make a great mother, a perfect mother, please please forgive me. Let me be in the baby’s life.”, Kenma begged gently cupping your cheeks in his hands and brushing his thumbs over the apples of your cheeks.

“But you said you didn’t want a baby with me, I was just coming to grab my things and lea-“

“No!”, Kenma barked, “No absolutely no. I was just being an asshole yesterday, you are more important to me than some stupid game. I want to see our little pudding waddling around the house, please I’ll do anything to make it up to you. Please don’t leave me, don’t take all my heart with you, I don’t think I’d survive it.”

Kenma kissed your mark over and over again hoping you’d forgive him, he heard you sigh and trembled with fear thinking you’d leave him.

“You’ve got 8 months to prove it.”, you looked away trying to hide your smile from him. Once again he purred smothering your face in kiss and small nips until you finally looked at him to receive a kiss to the lips.

“I promise I won’t let you down. I’ll make you forget yesterday by proving how good we are as parents.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Tetsuro Kuroo

Kuroo would kill your phone battery with how many message and calls he’d make trying to reach you but you couldn’t find it in your heart to block him. It had already been a week since you left but even so you had to keep up the lie that you were alright. Your heart was aching for your alpha but he didn’t trust you which meant that he didn’t love you like you loved him. So naturally when he showed up at your family home you felt indifferent towards him, he stared at you with so much love and smiled at you trying to hold back his own tears.

“What is Tetsuro?”, you dared to ask watching him flinch to his own name.

The once proud alpha fell to his knees, placed his forehead on the ground, and begged you to forgive him for his idiocy. You were surprised to see him on the ground at all and quickly joined him to try and get him to stand up but he wouldn’t. He couldn’t get up if it meant you’d still hate him for being so stupid, “I’ve wanted to mark you since the day I met you. I’ve wanted to chain you down and let the whole world know you were mine and mine alone. You are helping me heal from my past trauma, I-I was just scared. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, please forgive me.”, he whimpered crying to the ground as he awaited your response.

“Tetsuro raise your head.”, you ordered.

He stayed put refusing to get up unless you’d forgive him, “Please I can’t take this anymore. Ever since you’ve left I’ve reflected on everything I said and did to you and I’ve regretted it. I do love you, I do trust you, you are nothing like my past and I shouldn’t have compared you. You are my future, you’re everything I want in a mate, a partner, a wife, and the mother of my children. Please forgive me so I may atone for my mistakes.”

“I don’t want to be your trophy Kuroo. A ring doesn’t make me your mate, it just makes me look like arm candy.”, you explained, “I still love you, I want to spend my life with you but…but I just don’t know anymore.”

He began to tremble trying to hold back his tears as the feeling of abandonment set in, you were moving on…he wasn’t a good enough alpha for you so you felt the need to move on.

“Then let me mark you…please. I want to be your fated partner, I want to be the one that makes you the happiest in the world and the one that makes all your dreams come true. Let’s start over, do things right and when the time comes…when we’ve both healed and readied ourselves, let’s bring a pup into the world together.”, he begged softly finally raising his head so you could see the sincerity in his eyes.

“No more empty promises Kuroo, no more insecurities between us, no more secrets. I am not your ex and if you ever compare me again I will never look back again when I leave you.”, you warned, he nodded at you carefully leaning towards you.

His fingers gently ghosted over your neck, brushing your hair away so he could kiss your neck. You tensed in his arms once his breath tickled your skin, “I love you so much, my mate.”, Kuroo whimpered against your skin biting into your neck to finally claim you as his. You whined in his arms, hugging him tightly to try and distract yourself from the momentary pain.

Tears spilled down both your faces but neither of you mind, once Kuroo has left his mark on you he would never let go again. A fresh start to a better future, a future with you and a future with your pup to be.

The Knight’s Self-Destruction

The Knight’s Self-Destruction

by CloudBun (StarseedV)

It didn’t matter that his heart was breaking. That the Zora he loved was marrying someone else. That he sat there and watched him get married. Because at the end of the day Link knew he couldn’t allow himself to break. Allow himself to feel.

He had to find Zelda.

And then everything would be fine.

Or:

Link is majorly going through it, but refuses to ask for help. After learning of Zelda’s fate, Link’s journey finally takes its toll on him, and all of Hyrule is forced to come to terms with the burden their hero endures.

Link is Hyrule’s Hero, the knight who never backs down from any challenge, but what happens when the hero they all love is in need of rescuing from himself?

Words: 8556, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Link (Legend of Zelda), Zelda (Legend of Zelda), Sidon (Legend of Zelda), Yona (Legend of Zelda), Riju (Legend of Zelda), Tulin (Legend of Zelda), Yunobo (Legend of Zelda), Teba (Legend of Zelda), Purah (Legend of Zelda)

Relationships: Link/Sidon (Legend of Zelda), Link & Zelda (Legend of Zelda), Link (Legend of Zelda) & Everyone, Sidon & Yona (Legend of Zelda)

Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, angst more in the first chapter, comfort comes later, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Dissociation, Derealiztion, Link is going through it, Teba is a dad, Queerplatonic Relationships, Survivor Guilt, Not explicitly stated by heavily implied, Suicidal Thoughts, Tags May Change, Spoilers for Tears of the Kingdom (Legend of Zelda), no yona hate, i will fight you, POV may change, Depersonalization

From https://ift.tt/16cBkIv https://archiveofourown.org/works/47696122

It's always "I love you" and never

OHH I GOT A GOOD ANGST ONE INSPIRED BY ALL THE KAMADO SLANDER!

What if during their missions the hero befriends this pack of hitsuian zoarks and zoras?

They have helped this pack many times during their missions and the pack has grown to care for their dear human friend.

But when you get banished hell has frozen over and what if you were seriously hurted during the banishment?

On top of the mountain everyone even thoughs who helped you will see an illusion of you dying body as the leader of the pack inches towards kamado scarring him for his actions!

Enjoy my fuckery!

Reader is gender neutral, the only she is the alpha Zoroark. Mentions of blood but nothing descriptive.

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You don’t know what you did to deserve being banished, you only did what you were told.

No matter who stood up for you, they were instantly silenced to threatened with war, and that wasn’t something you wanted for any of those you still care for.

You didn’t know what else to do.

You weren’t given the chance to pack your things, or anything at all really, just whatever you had on you at the time.

The clans nor their leaders could help you.

So you wondered around, trying to find something, anything that could help you prove you innocence.

That drive lead you to the Alabaster Icelands.

Snowpoint temple seemed old enough to carry some secrets, maybe you could find something there?

While you set up your own little campsite in a cave you hear something, a curious sounding whine before it morphs into a happy yip.

Looking behind you, you see a little zoura you helped a while ago, if the cut out of their ear was anything to go by.

“Hey little buddy.”

You coo softly, but the small Pokémon senses something wrong, letting out a small whine, more zouras show up.

Ah, it’s the entire pack you’ve helped over the months.

You remember healing them when you found them and handing them back to a very angry and cautious alpha.

Speaking of, a louder, deeper grumble greets you.

The other zouras and Zoroarks of the pack form a soft circle around you, just as the alpha Zoroark makes her appearance.

“Hello to you too mama.”

The family looks at you, all letting out various sad or comforting sounds. The larger Zoroark curls around you, in an effort to keep you warm.

“Thank you.”

It’s funny being held like this. Your thoughts begin to tumble and before you know you, you’re sobbing into the fluffy mane of the Zoroark around you.

You cried your heart out to the whining pack, venting about all that has happened.

Your banishment.

You betrayal.

Your heartache.

They left it all.

The alpha Zoroark rubbed her cheek against your, wrapping herself up in your scarf before moving away. She stood up, speaking to her children before most of the zoroarks left, not without giving you a nuzzle.

One Zoroark was left to keep watch over you and the zouras.

You cried a little more, hugging and cuddling with your new family before falling asleep, surrounded by their fluffy warmth.

You sleep safe and protected, completely unaware of what is yet to come.

The pack of zoroarks quickly move in towards the village.

The have arrived by the next night.

The alpha looks down at the scarf you have yet to notice she took.

They hurt her pup.

They left her pup abandoned in the wilderness to suffer the same fate as her.

They will not be forgiven.

The meeting between the commander and clan leaders was dragging on.

It was late but no progress was being made.

Kamado sighs at Irida and Adaman’s stubbornness, the two were still upset about his ruling over you.

“It’s been almost a week! No one as heard from them, let alone see them!” Adaman’s patience is wearing thin.

“What if something happened to them? These lands aren’t exactly kind.”

Irida was worried, she heard from Lian that the day of you banishment you asked for her, but due to Kamado’s orders he couldn’t help and you left.

You are her dear friend, she hopes you’re safe.

Adaman’s anger is only to mask his fear, Irida is right, these lands aren’t kind, and with you by yourself, with no guards or professor on the look out for you, who knows what could happen.

The door to the side suddenly flings open.

A powerful burst of malicious pressure forcing it open.

Red claws grip the door frame, the Zoroark lowers herself to enter the office.

Before any made a move the gasp.

That’s your scarf, that’s your galaxy uniform scarf that you never took off.

Slowly the Zoroark morphs into you, a blood stained you.

“…..hero?” Irida’s voice breaks, her hands over he mouth with tears stinging her eyes.

Adaman and Kamado stand shocked and horrified at the realization.

It’s you.

“Why did you do this to me?” It’s your voice, it sounds so uncanny.

Your eyes however stay that stark yellow, glaring down the commander.

“I-I didn’t!- I-“

“I will give you a fate like mine.”

The threes face’s paled, neither clan leader’s teams were strong enough to take on such a strong, angry foe.

A part of them didn’t want to. It was you after all, you had every right to be angry.

They stare at the Zoroark’s illusion. It had to be you, the creature had your scarf after all.

You didn’t seem to have any open injuries, but the blood showed just where you were hit.

Adaman felt like puking at the thought of your pain.

With all the commotion, Cyllene and Laventon burst in.

Laventon’s loud cry startled the Zoroark, bringing her attention toward the other door.

Was that your pack mate you spoke fondly of?

“Everyone get back! Abra!”

Ah these the strict one you spoke of as well.

She lunges, breaking her illusion and going for Kamado’s throat.

But Abra teleports him out of the room just in time.

With a loud snark and howl, the village echoes in several howls.

“If you hadn’t banished them this wouldn’t be happening!”

“How was I suppose to know they’d be killed and turned into THAT!?”

“Are you so closed off you don’t see the world you live in anymore!?”

Kamado argues with Irida and Adman, he didn’t think this would happen.

“Enough! We need to take ever safety precaution we have. Zoroarks are dangerous, we won’t know who’s one until they slip up.”

Cyllene quickly takes over the situation.

“Lock down the village and get everyone inside this building state!”

“Yes ma’am!” Galaxy guards run out to round everyone up, alarms are being signaled and the lock down commences.

Hours into the lock down, well into the next morning, everything seems fine.

Kamado spent most of it dealing with the villagers, ignoring the harsh glares being sent his way by the other leaders, Cyllene, and Laventon.

His mind only replaying what happened yesterday.

You couldn’t be dead…could you? Though why else would a pack of zoroarks come to his village? They always stay in the Icelands.

The realization that he had a hand in your demise, seeing a ghostly you, so angry at him.

It made his heart sink.

The commander does his best to make sure that side door stays locked up tight. He always checks to make sure it stays that way, in fear it’ll open and you’ll be standing there, ready to finish the job.

-

With food secured and their mother’s actions done, the pack heads back to their den.

The alpha lets out a soft coo at the sight of you playing with the other pups.

“Oh! Welcome back.”

You holy in surprise when each Zoroark drops human food by you.

“Is that what y’all left for?”

You look at them confused as she nudges you towards it.

“Well, thank you!” You gave some of them some pets before eating some of the food.

Looking over to the mother of the pack you chuckle.

“I was wondering where my scarf went, though you can keep it, it matches you!”

Your chuckle turns into a laugh as she licks your face, fully trying to give you a bath.

Maybe staying here won’t be so bad.

SEMI, SUGAWARA, osamu, IWAIZUMI, sakusa, ARAN, USHIJIMA, tsukishima, konoha, KAGEYAMA, kiyoko, KITA, KYOTANI, aone, saeko

permanent fix

soulmate au + a/b/o

paring: alpha atsumu x fem beta reader

warnings: bullying, dub-con, atsumu is not nice, smut, slight breeding kink, biting, blood, choking, mirror sex, possessiveness, jealousy, alpha rut, atsumu talks shit, dramatic atsumu

word count: 2.2k

english is not my first language. please excuse any mistakes

Born as a beta, you never thought fate would toy with you by giving an alpha as your soulmate. Especially not one like Miya Atsumu, the one whom you went to school through college with and still having to see his face ever so frequently as if he had sworn to never let you live in peace. 

For someone who made faces when seeing the lunchboxes your mom packed for you and proclaimed a beta was weak when you first presented at fifteen, Miya Atsumu couldn’t seem to detach himself from you. 

So when you had a crush on one of your colleagues at twenty five, having his nose in your business as usual, Atsumu knew instantly. 

“Another beta.” Lying comfortably on your couch, Atsumu scoffed. “Predictable.” 

“Didn’t ask for your opinions.” 

“I’m giving it anyway,” he said in a singsong voice, but his face was without mirth. “You can fuck whoever you want, but I’m getting my fix. That’s non-negotiable.”

Oh, yeah. His fix. 

He patted his lap. “Come here.”

Then it all began again. Him cradling you in his lap, hands going all over, lips spilling hateful words. 

‘Weak fucking beta.’ He would say. ‘Even Osamu got an omega soulmate. Makes me jealous as fuck.’ 

But then he would kiss you like the world might end tomorrow, doing everything opposite of what he said. This time was no different. His hot tongue was everywhere he could reach, acquainted itself with yours before leaving a wet trail down your neck. 

You protested when he nipped a little too hard, scared he might leave marks. He did that once. The deep purple hickey you saw in the mirror after he left your apartment scared the shit out of you. A little more force and teeth could have broken the skin, and that thought caused chills to run all over your body. You didn’t want to bear his marks. 

Yet, Atsumu didn’t care. He never did. His hands were now on your buttocks, squeezing hard through your thin pajama bottoms. He moved you to one of his thighs for better concentration. The hands on your butt now rolled your hips back and forth, to the point your moan finally slipped out of your tightly zipped lips and you forgot about the harsh nibbling on your neck.

“Go whore yourself out,” Atsumu whispered. “Like I fucking care.”

Same here, asshole.

You thought, didn’t say out loud. 

Touching each other lifted the heavy weight in the heart caused by the act of not accepting the soulmate bond. Nothing more, nothing less. If not for this calling of intimacy both of you obliged to feel, he wouldn’t be here. You knew that. He said it way too many times. 

Still, your cheeks were licked, your lips were tasted, neck wet with saliva. You felt like a prey about to be eaten every time he was close. Yes, he may not care. But he sure was possessive enough of things that were given to him. 

Whenever you tried to wiggle out of his firm grasp, he tightened his fist. This time was the hardest you ever felt. 

—

In more than twenty years of knowing each other, never once did Atsumu come to you when he had gone into rut. So when he called you two in the morning one week after his last fix, ordered you to pack a bag and tell your boss you would be on leave for a week, you were baffled. It was never more than kisses and touches with him. Your clothes were always intact and on. The idea of that being changed had you flat out saying no. 

That didn’t stop Atsumu from coming to get you one hour later though. When he saw that you did nothing to get ready, his jaw was clenched. A split second later, he packed your bag himself, shoving clothes and toiletries in without any care. You were still in pajamas when the passenger door was slammed closed and he hit the gas. 

—

There were reasons why betas are not for alphas. Physically, they were incompatible. Betas weren’t designed for alpha’s stamina, not to mention one in rut. At one point, you did not care to count anymore how many times you had blacked out. Fading in and out really fucked with your memory. All you remembered was the non-stop pounding, Atsumu’s breath against your face, and his uncharacteristic cooing, praising you as his good girl. 

“Knew you were built for me.” The blond menace pulled on both of your wrists, never stopped his thrusting. “Let me knot you again, okay?” When you shook your head, face wet with tears, Atsumu shushed you softly. “Shhhhh. You can do it, I know you can.”

And you could. But it was not without pain. 

“Shouldn’t have waited this long,” Atsumu said close to your lips. “You almost got away.” 

He talked too much. But it would have been a big fat lie to deny that his words didn’t turn you on. That his vile confession didn’t affect you.

“Bold of you to even think I would let someone else touch you.” He sounded out of breath, closing to his end. “All the effort goes to waste. No no no no.” 

You felt it coming, just seconds before. Then your whole body was taken by the waves of thrills and your whole vision turned white. Atsumu was not your first, but as if he was the harbinger of agony, it hurt when he first penetrated, hurt when he knotted. And when you felt a sharp sting at your sensitive neck, you knew he defied the rule of nature once again by marking you. 

Fruitless. That was what it would be. Betas were not made for alphas. Mating bites did not forge any bond with the wrong person and would fade over time. But Atsumu had always been stubborn. One bite turned into two, three, then countless. All you felt was pain and the wetness of blood before darkness took your consciousness like the many rounds before. 

—

The mating bites faded within two weeks, all except the first mark, proving to you that even biology could not win over destiny. Same went with all other beta-alpha soulmate couples out there after you had done some research. They were rare, but they were there. You shouldn’t have let Atsumu bite you. Should have known better that things could get weird when it came to soulmates. Now, he wouldn’t get off your ass, had the audacity to move his things to your apartment and yours to his, calling you his girlfriend in front of everyone and expecting to see you at his games. 

You didn’t even like volleyball to begin with. And as you watched his magnificent tosses to any players he deemed to have high chances to score, you thought of a way to get out of his clutch. 

He needed an omega, the correct designation he always longed for. Because even with all the protective caresses and the promise to never let you go, Atsumu was still mean. Like going back to the ninth grade when you put makeup on for the first time and he gave you the nastiest comment that made you go wash everything off in the school toilet, his words still stung badly when he chose to weaponize them. 

‘Samu’s mate smells like she needs to be bred.’ He said that nonchalantly one day at Onigiri Miya, sitting side by side with you at the counter where his twin and his mate helped each other with cooking and serving the hungry athletes who were there to celebrate the day’s victory ‘Don’t know how he stands that. So sweet’ 

Hearing that made your conversation with Hinata pause. His steely gaze was the first thing you saw when turning to face ‘your boyfriend’. 

It didn’t end there. For days Atsumu was in a devilish mood, his jabs that you knew most of them were meant to just rile you up for fun had become a real emotional harm. He still fucked you, make no mistake about that. And it was as devilish as his temper. 

‘Too hard, Miya. Too hard.’ You still wouldn’t call him by his first name. 

Veiny hands wrapped snugly around your neck, Atsumu only went faster after hearing that. The bathroom mirror was foggy with hot steam from the shower, but you could see enough. One of your legs was perched on the counter, allowing the view of his cock pistoning in and out of you, your breasts bouncing fast. 

‘Would have been pregnant already if you were an omega.’ The sentence came out coated with his accent, thicker than normal, like he didn’t have full control of how he spoke. ‘But that’s alright. I can take my time with you. We’ll get there,’ he purred. ‘Still, what a shame, huh?’ 

Shame his ass for saying that and not letting you leave. ‘Go fuck an omega then.’

He smirked. Pissed you off. ‘Nah.’ 

As his toss to Sakusa scored a winning point, the loud cheer brought you back to the present. You saw Atsumu eyes staring up at you from the court below and knew what you had to do. 

—

Getting an omega who wanted to spend a heat with Miya Atsumu was easy enough. Sending her up to your apartment where he was already there waiting for you was as simple. You drove away then, not far, stopping at your favorite 24-hour cafe because you needed somewhere to sit and waited for the first feedback from the omega girl. Half an hour later, you got a call. 

The screen showed the female omega’s name. You picked up and said hello, expecting to hear that everything went well and that you could go find somewhere else to sleep for the next five nights.

But you only heard cries. Not of pleasure, just a full-blown crying with hiccups. 

“Hey, are you okay?” you asked, frowning. “Talk to me. What happened?” 

“He—he screamed—at me,” she spluttered, almost incoherently, “and only asked where you were.” 

You cursed quietly, finally able to stop stirring the poor coffee you ordered without any interest in taking a sip. “Where is he now?” 

“I don’t know,” she cried. “He left—after the screaming.” Her voice wavered all the more when she kept on trying to speak. “You had to see him. He looked murderous. There was not even a hello. He straight up shouted at me, accusing me of breaking in. When I tried to explain—mentioned you, his face was all red.” A hiccup interrupted the long babbling. “He said he was married to you and showed me the ring.”

You were not sure what crack Atsumu was on, but there was definitely no ring or marriage. 

The call was still on when you heard the cafe’s door pushed open. And it was as if you saw the devil with your own naked eyes.

Atsumu walked in. 

His strides declared no peace or mercy when he saw you, ignoring the greetings from the two night shift baristas. 

Not wanting to cause a scene, you stood up, didn’t say anything when he put his hand on your shoulder and led the way out. 

The drive was silent. Your car was left at the parking lot near the cafe, you would have to come and get it as soon as you could before the parking fee turned as murderous as him. When asked where he was going, he answered solemnly, “My place. Yours stinks.” 

You just knew it was going to be a long night. 

—

Atsumu was the one who got the car out for you the next morning since he was the one who could still walk without wobbling. The sheets you slept on were rumpled. They reeked of cum. 

You reeked of cum. 

‘You think you’re so funny?’ he asked, knowing you couldn’t answer with his cock occupying your mouth but did it nonetheless ‘You wanted me to fuck her? What was going on in that pretty little head?’ 

He pulled you by the nape of your neck before pushing your head down, forcing your throat to take more of him till you felt the urge to gag. 

‘I thought we had an understanding, baby,’ he said, finally relenting his grip on your head. ‘No whoring yourself out.’ Then he stressed, ‘And no whoring me out. I’m yours.’

‘Do you understand?’ 

You only nodded.

‘Words.’ 

‘Yes, Miya.’ 

‘Atsumu,’ he said, looking like he wanted to throw up. ‘You’re not fucking my brother. Don’t make me imagine that. Call me Atsumu.’

‘Yes, Tsumu.’ 

Looked like you delivered. Atsumu grinned from ear to ear. ‘Good girl. My best girl.’ 

That was last night. 

A warm kiss to the cheek woke you again, must have dozed off after Atsumu left, but those scenes were not a dream. You heard him whisper, 

“I got your car. Parked it at your place.”

He looked like he got a ten-hour sleep while you could not move a limb without feeling sore. Not fair. And the way he looked so good in sheep’s clothing, his wolf’s skin all hidden. Not fair at all.

“Shower.” Your voice was hoarse, but you got the message through. That was good enough. 

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small pregnancy mention. boyfriend!kiyoomi part III!!

There’s a feminine voice coming from the bathroom when Atsumu enters his hotel suite.

“Don’t you think you’re being just a little over dramatic?”

There’s a light sound of clanking when he sets his overnight bag to the side, water running and the sound of fizzling foam. Sakusa’s feet make shadows under the door as Atsumu creeps closer, and shallows his breathing to effectively eavesdrop.

“No.” He huffs like he’s pouting, and the voice giggles. “I’m gonna die here, you know. I hate sharing a room.”

“Mmh.” You hum. “Does that apply to me?”

“You’re different.”

Atsumu gapes a little.

There’s… no way Omi’s gone and found himself a girlfriend. No way. I mean, sure, his body’s a ten but-

“You’ll live, baby. I promise.” Your voice breaks a little from the wavering reception of the hotel suite. “Plus, Miya’s your friend. Better him than anyone else, huh?”

Sakusa huffs. “Yeah, but he’s a pig. At least Shoyo-kun knows not to leave his dirty socks laying around.”

Atsumu grins. He didn’t disagree! Before furrowing again. Wait, he calls him Shoyo-kun?

“Doesn’t that guy also stay up till like 3am? I remember you being really grumpy about that last time you shared a room.”

Wait, last season?

“Yeah.” Sakusa sighs, and there’s a rush of water that muffles him for a moment. Muted voices cottoned by white noise and Atsumu nearly starts to back away when the water finally stops.

“I miss you so much.” He hears clear as day, but even then Atsumu debates if he imagined it.

“I miss you too, Omi.” You sigh, a faint rustling hissing through his speaker. “It’s just three days. Then I’ll be all over you again.”

“I’m looking forward to it.”

Atsumu blows out a breath through his nose. This is definitely his girlfriend. He’s never heard Omi speak like this to anybody. - And he’s seen him with his mom before. Hearing Omi talk so sweetly almost makes him feel like his brain is making it up, and he’s all but pressing his head against the door just to be sure that this is a real thing.

“‘You eaten yet by the way? I can send you some money so you can-“

“I’ve eaten, baby, yes.” You chuckle. “What is your deal? Money’s not a love language, you know. - My friends think you’re my sugar daddy.”

“I’m a pro athlete.” He says frankly. “And I don’t like seeing you spend your hard earned cash when you could be spending mine.”

“What’ll be the point of me working then?”

“Exactly, quit your job.” And the way he says it has you full out laughing.

“You know, if you’re gonna turn me into a housewife, I’d like to see a ring first.”

Sakusa’s voice sounds muffled under a towel when he retorts. “That can be arranged.”

You guffaw this time, a little airy, a little ugly. “Yeah? Well the sooner you get home the sooner you can make an honest woman outta me. Hell, next thing I know you’ll have me barefoot and pregnant.”

“Don’t just say things like that, I can’t get off with Atsumu in the same room as me.”

“Goodbye, Kiyoomi.”

“Wait, wait, wait!” And the desperation in his friend's voice nearly inclines him to audibly scoff in disbelief. This guy’s really hooked, huh?

“Yeah, sunshine?”

“I love you.”

Atsumu starts to choke on his spit.

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I’m so happy that we can make the Noble Pursuit cocktails in TotK I love the idea of getting Link white girl wasted and then sending him into battle

(I know it’s meant to be non-alcoholic but I can dream)