Castiel Is Working On His Honey Gathering Skills! 🍯

little by little [atsumu x reader]

part 2/8

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“you’re a familiar face.”

pulling one airpod out, you nearly jump out of your skin. “you scared me!”

he points to the mop in your hands, “you almost went to hit me.”

“don’t creep up on people like that!”

that’s how you meet atsumu again. he walks into the cafe you work part-time at, and somehow you recognise his thick eyebrows even though he’s wearing that mask again.

“i saw you from the window and—“ you raise your eyebrows, and he huffs defensively, “i swear i’m not stalking you!”

it’s been weeks since your first encounter. you never told anyone about him, since it seemed like he really had been a figment of your imagination. you didn’t know his name, only his age and where he grew up, that he isn’t from around here. he might as well have been your little secret.

“i wanted to see you again,” he confesses. “i didn’t even ask for your name.”

you smile, a little giddy, and gladly give it to him. when he tells you his name, you repeat it again for good measure and he waits for a moment, as if expectantly.

“oh,” you say, “did you want…breakfast or something?”

he’s grinning deviously— you can tell by the slant of his eyes. “asking me on a date already?”

“in your dreams, kid,” you laugh.

“you’re only older by 2 years! that’s barely anything!”

you put a hand to your chest, “onee-san will buy you something to eat. leave it to me.”

he scowls and hangs his head. “don’t ever say that again. but…i accept. if you join me.”

so you do. even if it means taking your break when you’re barely even into your shift.

you learn he’ll be leaving the city soon. somehow you’re somewhat sad. you ask if that means he won’t be creeping up on girls anymore and he glowers but continues to guzzle down his food. you wonder why he’s travelling since he’s too young to be a businessman, and he’s always in sweats like it’s a disguise.

“are you a secret agent?” you feign shock. “are you on a mission right now?”

“don’t be ridiculous,” he says. “i’m just visiting my brother. he owns a restaurant here.”

“so you decided to scab off onee-san instead?”

he drops his fork suddenly— “you’re not my sister, quit saying that.” you feel like you should apologise for teasing until he adds, “what kind of little brother would i be if i find you so pretty?”

you’re almost surprised, possibly a little taken aback. and then you laugh it off. you won’t be seeing him again anytime soon.

“flattery won’t get you more free food,” you tell him. he wants to say that isn’t his intention but he swallows the words.

“give me your phone,” he instead says. so you do. he types down his number and then sends himself a text.

“what did you do?” you ask as he slyly slides it back to you across the table.

his face is cunning like a fox.

when you see what he sent himself, your cheeks redden.

atsumu-kun please save my number, i’m you’re number 1 fan— says the message.

“you—!”

he then shows you his phone, and the contact he’s saved you as. “now i can text my number one fan whenever i want,” he goads.

"Icarus" -

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part 1 | part 2

a/n: yes, i'm here for the third [a maybe final part?], maybe i'll do little interludes and pieces where i write about everything that happens in between. like karaoke night with the girlies and oikawa, singing good 4 u, because i love olivia rodrigo and she's a wasian soul sister. idk, let me know.

tags: this is the most girlboss the reader has been so far, swearing, insulting, bringing up insecurities, kinda v toxic, it's like full on enemies to lovers without the lovers. so like, lovers to enemies :) SO FUCKING PETTY, I STG, bad bitch osamu because he's so fucking sexy, gn! reader wc: 712

"what are you doing here?" atsumu stood, shocked to see you exit the back room and appear behind the counter with osamu, laughing at whatever inside joke that had been shared between you two.

staring blankly back at the blond, eyebrows furrowing, "oh hey asshat – where's your girlfriend?" you question, "fooling around with another volleyball player in a committed relationship?"

"oh please, you're being immature," atsumu scoffed. "i thought that you were too good for petty insults,"

"hmm, yeah – i still am." rolling your eyes, "it's not my fault you're too daft to believe the truth."

"you're a piece of shit, you know that right?"

"ha–! says the guy who cheated, and had a whole ass affair for two weeks!" you retort, "get your head out your ass miya."

"like you're any better!" atsumu says, eyes darting to his brother – who stood silently, observing the scene that unfolded in front of him. "really 'samu? i thought you had standards."

"god! can you shut the fuck up?" you groan, "it's not like you say anything worth listening to anyways." waving your hands in front of your face, "news flash! no one gives a shit! and let me tell you this, i meant what i last said to you."

atsumu freezes, staring at the person he used to know. never in the last four years he's known you, has atsumu seen that look of pure hatred in your eyes. he tried searching for any of your tell-tales to assure him that you weren't being serious, but found none.

that's when it finally hit the blonde, you genuinely believed that dating him was a mistake. why was he so upset? atsumu was the one who cheated, atsumu was the one who pulled away, he was the one with nothing to lose.

clearing his throat, he steps back, "are you serious?"

"yes." you wouldn't have said that two weeks ago, when you had your little plan to hurt atsumu by using his brother. at first, it started off like that, hanging around at osamu's apartment, leaving your things there, posting a picture of you two together.

now? now it's completely different. after spending so much time with osamu, catching up on everything that you two have missed in each others lives, wandering around the city at night, trying out new recipes for him – genuine feelings came into existence.

sure, the endless mind games were more than fun. inside word, from sakusa, said that atsumu was always in a sour mood. finding out that your ex moved on with your brother is never nice to hear, or see.

"you're pathetic," atsumu snaps. "you're a pathetic, heartless, soul-sucking demon from hell,"

"oh yeah? how?" you question, "am i so pathetic for being there for you through everything, for standing for you? for dealing with all the hate online calling me offensive names? for never making you choose between volleyball or me?"

osamu, not wanting a fight to break out in his store, decided it'd be best to step in before things can spiral even more. placing a hand on your shoulder, tearing your gaze away from atsumu. and as per usual, he stepped in at the right time.

noticing the slight glossiness in your eyes, those tears that you're forcing back. you're still hurt, even if your mind doesn't think so, your heart and body does.

"go, i'll take it from here." he whispers, tilting his head towards the door which leads to the back room.

you oblige, walking past him into the safety and comfort of an empty room, wiping your eyes refusing to cry – taking deep breaths to ease the overwhelming stress. you'd rather die than cry over a cheater, after all you've convinced yourself to not care.

"do you want your usual?" osamu asks, pretending that the last couple minutes haven't happened. grabbing a takeaway box before filling it with atsumu's regular order.

"you know their just using you right."

"no. their not, not anymore at least." he hums, "and i'm going to – continue – to prove that i'm the right choice." wrapping the box up in a bag, osamu places it on the counter,

"it's on the house, ya' know, considering yer ex thinks i'm better and all."

again! note that this is completely meant for fictional purposes and i'm doing this because i'm a whore for pettiness, heartache, and being a complete bitch and girl boss after getting cheated on. i love atsumu sm and would literally give him the world if he was real.

anyways, FUN FACT! the line: you're still hurt, even if your mind doesn't think so, your heart and body does. was something my therapist said to me!

Freedom is a Length of Rope

Discord servers are outside of my natural habitat so I'm never sure of what to do when I'm in one

Part 14 of "Back to the Future" AU

Castiel had fun messing with Dean of the past, but even he can't stop himself from getting soft seeing Dean barely scarred by life. The only scars on his soul were from hell, and it pains Castiel to know that those scars will be covered by even deeper ones in the coming years

So, when Castiel feels Dean will be taken back to where he belongs, he takes the younger hunter down to the lake near his home and lets himself be vulnerable again

A few stories are exchanged, not enough to rattle the timeline, just enough to make Dean smile and scoff in disbelief

It's a somber moment between them, Castiel can tell Dean is struggling to let himself relax. But it's nice.

But when Dean tells him he's changed, smiling all cheeky like a joke, Castiel is brought back to more than a decade in the past

"Don't ever change."

Castiel remembers the almost desperate tone Dean had spoken those words before passing it off as a jest

He remembers dying through Michael's spear, confessing how he has changed, and how he loves

He remembers a more personal, more vulnerable confession, his moment of true happiness, where he tells Dean of how the hunter has changed him

He remembers confessing his doubts about heaven, sitting on a separate bench from Dean

And in a flash, he's back in the present with a reminder of his past, and there's a dull ache behind his ribs that threatens to spill over, to confess more than what he should

unbeknownst to Dean, whose smile is more beautiful than the sunset

And Castiel can't help but smile back like he did all those years ago

"Don't ever change," Dean asked him

Castiel was never good at following orders

Dean will learn that soon enough

And Castiel hopes he will love him regardless of it

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