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mxstas · 2 years
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mxstas’ intro
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mxstas’ carrd // 15 // poc (arab) // she/him
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Before you read
~ i write for literally anything/anyone i’m into at the time, so i probably won’t be making a masterlist because of how inconsistent it will be.
~ i won’t write: nsfw, marriage, raising children, and any illegal or genuinely weird stuff. most likely won’t write for adult characters either.
~ my requests are open but there isn’t a 100% chance i’m gonna write for you (/lh)
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that’s all!! enjoy reading my stuff. i also make edits so if you wanna go see those they’re on my tiktok and insta (u can find those in my carrd)
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mxstas · 2 years
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my requests are open if anyone is interested 🤷‍♀️
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mxstas · 2 years
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THANK YOUU <333
3:34 am - kazutora hanemiya
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prompt: "I heard you talking in your sleep.”
genre: fluff
warnings: gn! reader, uses “pretty” to describe reader, established relationship, not proof read.
wc: 897
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kazutora’s favorite thing was spending the night with you. he thinks you make it easier for him to fall asleep and that he feels more relaxed when he’s with you. so, of course, sleepovers happened often.
over the course of your relationship you started to notice that sometimes, when kazutora is extremely tired and on the verge of sleep, he’ll mumble something unconsciously. sometimes it’ll be nonsense about his day or a random thought he had day, but sometimes, it’ll be about you.
things he might be too shy to tell you up front. but once sun goes down, he’s a sappy mess.
“is it alright if i spend the night?” you asked kazutora, who was seated next to you on his couch. with his arm draped over you and his head nuzzled into the back of you neck, he replies “hm? of course. you know you don’t have to ask right?”.
and with that, you too started to get ready for bed. he quickly crawled into bed and laid next to you. soon, you two have your legs tangled with one another, enjoying your guys presence as you both fall asleep.
you wake up a couple hours later, it still being dark outside. you reach over the bed side table to grab a cup of water but there was nothing there. *guess he doesn’t keep a cup of water with him before he sleeps*, you thought.
you got up to go get some water from his kitchen for a minute. upon your arrival back to his bedroom, your met with a very sleepy eyed kazutora. his eyes threatened to close but he didn’t let them.
“welcome back” he muttered. his voice was groggy and attractive, it was something that always seemed to make your stomach do cartwheels.
“you didn’t have to force yourself awake to wait for me.” you tell him as you crawl into the space next to him. his arms almost immediately wrap themselves around you, re-tangling your legs.
“cant sleep without you. not even for a second.” he mumbles into your neck. you laugh a little at the his sappy little confession, but it’s barely noticeable. he places a kiss on your collar bone before sighing into it. and now the fun begins.
“hm you’re so pretty” he whispered. he traced his fingers along your back, making obscure shapes and signs as he kept talking. he continued to press damp, sleepy kisses along your neck.
“hehe kaz that tickles” you giggled as you attempt to free yourself from his grasp but he insists on keeping you there, keeping you close.
“that shirt you wore today was nice.” he spoke. “ you look amazing in it.” his words were slurring together as he traveled to press yet more kisses on your jaw. “mm so pretty”
you let him continue as you ran your fingers through his hair. he soon reached up to your face and captured your lips into a brief kiss. it was weak due to his tiredness, but it was sweet nonetheless.
“i love you” he mutters after the kiss. he lays his head down on the pillow next to you and quickly falls asleep. you scoot over and kiss the top of his head. “i love you too” you whisper, hoping that he heard that before he passed out.
the next morning you wake up to the smell of pancakes and some noises coming from the kitchen you stretch a bit before getting outta bed and walking out of kazutora’s room. upon walking into the kitchen, you spot your boyfriend, making pancakes. boxed pancakes of course, you know that boy can’t cook on his own.
“good morning” you chimed, walking up behind him. “morning” he says turning to you. “how’d you sleep?”
you wrap your arms around him as you watch him gently flip a pancake onto its other side. “great. you?”
“same here” he replied. you guys stayed like this for a couple more minutes in peaceful silence. after a while you start to remember the events of last night. you began to chuckle a bit as you remember the things kazutora had said to you. “what is it?” he asks, thinking he must’ve messed something up while making breakfast.
“it’s nothing, it’s nothing” you answer. he turns around and place his arms on the counter behind him. you let your arms loosen around him as you both are now facing each other.
“c’mon tell me” he insists with a grin on his face. you figured that it’s best if he finally finds out about his unconscious confession.
"I heard you talking in your sleep.” you respond. his eyes widened and his face turns a light shade of pink, nervous about what embarrassing thing he might’ve said. you proceed to tell him about what he said last night and the many nights before that.
he puts his hand over his eyes and lowers his head in embarrassment. you giggle before removing his hand and kissing his knuckles.
“you’re gonna kill me one day, you know that?” he says, still not looking at you.
“that would be a great way to go out wouldn’t it?” you smirked as you grab his face gently, making him look at you.
“i hate you”
“sleepy you would beg to differ”
“shut up” he says as he seals your lips together, effectively shutting you up.
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a/n: you can really tell that i gave up at the end but wtvs. also posting is most def not gonna be a regular thing. i’ll probably only do these for fun or if i feel like it.
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3:34 am - kazutora hanemiya
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prompt: "I heard you talking in your sleep.”
genre: fluff
warnings: gn! reader, uses “pretty” to describe reader, established relationship, not proof read.
wc: 897
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kazutora’s favorite thing was spending the night with you. he thinks you make it easier for him to fall asleep and that he feels more relaxed when he’s with you. so, of course, sleepovers happened often.
over the course of your relationship you started to notice that sometimes, when kazutora is extremely tired and on the verge of sleep, he’ll mumble something unconsciously. sometimes it’ll be nonsense about his day or a random thought he had, but sometimes, it’ll be about you.
things he might be too shy to tell you up front. but once sun goes down, he’s a sappy mess.
“is it alright if i spend the night?” you asked kazutora, who was seated next to you on his couch. with his arm draped over you and his head nuzzled into the back of you neck, he replies “hm? of course. you know you don’t have to ask right?”.
and with that, you too started to get ready for bed. he quickly crawled into bed and laid next to you. soon, you two have your legs tangled with one another, enjoying your guys presence as you both fall asleep.
you wake up a couple hours later, it still being dark outside. you reach over the bed side table to grab a cup of water but there was nothing there. *guess he doesn’t keep a cup of water with him before he sleeps*, you thought.
you got up to go get some water from his kitchen for a minute. upon your arrival back to his bedroom, your met with a very sleepy eyed kazutora. his eyes threatened to close but he didn’t let them.
“welcome back” he muttered. his voice was groggy and attractive, it was something that always seemed to make your stomach do cartwheels.
“you didn’t have to force yourself awake to wait for me.” you tell him as you crawl into the space next to him. his arms almost immediately wrap themselves around you, re-tangling your legs.
“cant sleep without you. not even for a second.” he mumbles into your neck. you laugh a little at his sappy little confession, but it’s barely noticeable. he places a kiss on your collar bone before sighing into it. and now the fun begins.
“hm you’re so pretty” he whispered. he traced his fingers along your back, making obscure shapes and signs as he kept talking. he continued to press damp, sleepy kisses along your neck.
“hehe kaz that tickles” you giggled as you attempt to free yourself from his grasp but he insists on keeping you there, keeping you close.
“that shirt you wore today was nice.” he spoke. “ you look amazing in it.” his words were slurring together as he traveled to press yet more kisses on your jaw. “mm so pretty”
you let him continue as you ran your fingers through his hair. he soon reached up to your face and captured your lips into a brief kiss. it was weak due to his tiredness, but it was sweet nonetheless.
“i love you” he mutters after the kiss. he lays his head down on the pillow next to you and quickly falls asleep. you scoot over and kiss the top of his head. “i love you too” you whisper, hoping that he heard that before he passed out.
the next morning you wake up to the smell of pancakes and some noises coming from the kitchen you stretch a bit before getting outta bed and walking out of kazutora’s room. upon walking into the kitchen, you spot your boyfriend, making pancakes. boxed pancakes of course, you know that boy can’t cook on his own.
“good morning” you chimed, walking up behind him. “morning” he says turning to you. “how’d you sleep?”
you wrap your arms around him as you watch him gently flip a pancake onto its other side. “great. you?”
“same here” he replied. you guys stayed like this for a couple more minutes in peaceful silence. after a while you start to remember the events of last night. you began to chuckle a bit as you remember the things kazutora had said to you. “what is it?” he asks, thinking he must’ve messed something up while making breakfast.
“it’s nothing, it’s nothing” you answer. he turns around and place his arms on the counter behind him. you let your arms loosen around him as you both are now facing each other.
“c’mon tell me” he insists with a grin on his face. you figured that it’s best if he finally finds out about his unconscious confession.
"I heard you talking in your sleep.” you respond. his eyes widened and his face turns a light shade of pink, nervous about what embarrassing thing he might’ve said. you proceed to tell him about what he said last night and the many nights before that.
he puts his hand over his eyes and lowers his head in embarrassment. you giggle before removing his hand and kissing his knuckles.
“you’re gonna kill me one day, you know that?” he says, still not looking at you.
“that would be a great way to go out wouldn’t it?” you smirked as you grab his face gently, making him look at you.
“i hate you”
“sleepy you would beg to differ”
“shut up” he says as he seals your lips together, effectively shutting you up.
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a/n: you can really tell that i gave up at the end but wtvs. also posting is most def not gonna be a regular thing. i’ll probably only do these for fun or if i feel like it.
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mxstas · 2 years
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to the 21 year old who reblogged my fic about a baji (a minor btw) you’re weird💀
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2:19 am - baji keisuke
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prompt: fixing up bajis wounds
genre: fluff, a little angsty
warnings: tr spoilers‼️, blood, bruises, scars, mention of fighting, gn! reader, alternate valhalla arc ending, mention of stabbing oneself, baji isn’t dead in this.
wc: 746
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it was never a surprise to see baji at your doorstep all beaten and bruised. he knows how upset it makes you to see him like that, yet he liked the comfort it gave him when you would help patch him up.
one day, baji yet again, showed up on your doorstep. It was late in the night and you were wondering what he could be doing at this time to make him end up like this. you opened the door to see his knuckles red and bloody. he had a bruise forming on his cheekbone and some blood smeared above his top lip. he stayed silent as he stood there with an awkward smile on his face.
you stared at him with an almost disappointed look as you sighed and let him in. “the usual?“ you ask. it wasn’t necessarily supposed to come off as a joke but baji chuckled anyways. “you know it” he replies.
he goes to sit in his usual spot, the corner of your dining table. you went and got the first aid kit and started to work on his hands first. you cleaned the blood off of them, searching for any scratches that could be on his hands or arms. of course, you find a couple and you begin to pat at them with a damp, alcohol filled cotton ball.
“this might sting a bit” you say. you can hear him wince a bit, but other than that he had no complaints, unlike how he did when you first started your duty as his nurse.
you moved on to his face. you wiped off the blood under his nose and pressed on his cheekbone where the bruise was.
“does is hurt when i touch it?” you asked.
“yeah, maybe you should kiss it and it’ll feel better” baji remarked with a smile.
you press on the bruise harder. “ow ow! im joking, im joking!!…sorta” he says through giggles. his smile is contagious, you cant help but smile a bit too.
“take it off” you say. he knew you were referring to his shirt so that you could see if there were more bruises or cuts. he slipped it off and you examined his torso. there weren’t any cuts but there were bruises scattered across his abs.
you scanned down his chest, only to be met with a pale, sharp oval shape. you stared at it for a bit before place your hand over it and rubbing the spot with your thumb. it was the scar baji had gotten when he stabbed himself during the fight between Toman and Valhalla.
it was also the scar he got the day he confessed to you, before passing out from blood loss. luckily he survived, it was a miracle to everybody. but ever sense then, the weight of the situation still follows you. watching baji come home like this makes you worry about what could happen while you aren’t there with him.
you place your head on his shoulder, not looking away from the scar. bajis stomach drops with guilt. he hates to see you like this, he hates that you have to worry about him the way that you do.
he begins to rub shapes on your back as a way to hopefully soothe you. baji wasn’t all that good with words so he sticks to physical contact as a way to show what he feels, which explains his expressive violence. he places a couple of kisses on your forehead and the side of your face. finally you decide to speak up.
“baji please….just….be more careful next time” you plea.
“i will. i promise.” he mumbles in the crook of your neck.
once you were done patching him up you got rid of all the first aid stuff. you started to walk away before baji gently grabs your arm, efficiently stopping you in your tracks.
“i think your forgetting something”, he said as he pats that bruise on his cheekbone. you sigh and peck his cheek before trying to walk away again. key word, *trying*.
“you missed a spot.” he says before you could get to far. he pouts his lips out and taps them. “your a child”, you say while giggling. you place a chaste kiss to his lips as he returns the favor. he cups your face in his hands and mutters between kisses.
“i love you, ok? ill be more careful for you.” he says reassuringly. “i love you so much”
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a/n: this was a lot more angst then i intended but whatever. im bored and i couldnt get this thought outta my head so🤷‍♀️ also probably a lot of grammar mistakes. i wrote this at like 12-2 am so.
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