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#☁️​ — maze’s 1k follower event
alaskasmonsters · 1 year
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Hi! I just saw your 1k event post. Can I request "You could have died!" For Gojo Satoru?
𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖉𝖎𝖊𝖉! (gojo satoru)
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pairing: gojo satoru x gn!reader
contents: slight angst, mentions of injuries, mentions of near death, reader almost died (they’re fine though!! <3), gojo being (over)protective, guilt, they're just in love honestly, angst with happy ending, hurt/comfort
a/n: it’s gojo day :)))))) hehehe <3 hope you enjoy this oneshot anon!! it turned out longer than it should have :)) 1k words yaaay. have fun reading <3
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“Stop worrying so much about me,” you complained, slowly getting tired of Gojo’s pampering. 
You were fine! Have been fine. It’s been almost a month since you’ve gotten injured – an unfortunate casualty during a collision with a Special Grade – and it didn’t take longer than a few days before you were released from bed rest.
Shoko had said you’d be up and moving in no time and you had been. Your bruises and cuts had healed within the first two weeks and your head injury hadn’t stuck around longer than a few days. And sure, you were still wearing that pesky brace around your left wrist, but bones were a bitch to heal. Nothing to do about that.
You were fine! You really were. But Gojo just wouldn’t leave you alone. 
It had been endearing at first. The way he’d shown up in your hospital room every day, urging you to make space on the tiny bed so he could get under the covers with you as you watched your favourite movies or ate candy – something Shoko had not been amused by. 
It had been so nice of him when he’d picked you up to drive you back home and carried your bag inside, keeping his hand on your back the entire walk up the stairs, almost protectively. You had kept quiet, the reminder that you had injured your arm and not your legs, and you could walk fine by yourself seeming unnecessary.
You had enjoyed the attention. You had bathed in it. Because you’ve had a crush on Gojo for a while now and you weren’t stupid. Who were you to say no to the affections and care of someone like him? 
The problem was just this. You’d started healing and you’d started regaining your strength but Gojo kept treating you like glass, kept hovering over you, always watching out for you, always looking at you like…
Like he wasn’t even seeing you but merely a ghost.
And now you’ve had enough. You couldn’t take it anymore.
“I am not worrying,” he soothed you or tried to at least. But his lie was clear as day, you could hear it through his voice, see it in his eyes. 
Not even the sunglasses did enough to hide the guilt.
“I am not!” He insisted, throwing his hands up and taking a step back as he pulled a silly face. 
You stared at him.
“I just told you I’d go to the bathroom and you asked me if I needed you to come with me?” You told him, voice rising in irritation because what the fuck. “I know how to use a toilet! My concussion healed almost a month ago. And even if I didn’t know how to use a toilet you surely wouldn’t be the one helping me!” 
You couldn’t believe you were even having this conversation. This was getting borderline ridiculous now. Helping you carry your bags — or rather ripping them from your grip and insisting he carries them — and trying to follow you into the bathroom out of worry you’d do something stupid like what? Fall and drown in the toilet? Did he have no faith in you? Those were two entirely different things. 
Gojo just shrugged, lips jutting out in a pout. “I was just trying to be of help!” He let out a dramatic sigh, placing one hand on his hip as if he couldn’t believe your accusations. “You’re making the actions of an honourable and admirable man sound creepy, shame on you.”
You glared at him. 
“I am fine. Okay? I don’t need your help. I appreciate your kindness but it feels like…” Your shoulders fell, and you looked up at him, feeling tired,  “I am fine. Stop acting like I’ll break or die on you any second.”
“You could have died.”
Your eyebrows flew up in surprise at his words. His voice was calm when he spoke, face suddenly serious. The over-exaggerated and playful manner is gone. The sudden change made you take a step back.
“Wha-“
“You weren’t breathing when they found you,” he said and there was something in his eyes that froze you in place. He looked so…devastated. “You could have died.” 
Your voice was more gentle when you spoke next, feeling a little awkward because this was unfamiliar. Of course, you’d known, Shoko told you what state you’d been in when they had found you, but hearing it from Gojo’s mouth and seeing the expression on his face…
“But I didn’t. Okay? This is our job, we do this every day and sometimes-“ 
A frustrated groan came from the man, before you could even finish your sentence, he started shaking his head, hand going up to run his fingers through his hair, movements shaky. 
“You don’t get it! You almost died! I almost lost you.” He looked at you, jaw clenched, as he bites out those words, swallowing before continuing with a quieter voice, his tone devastated. “I am supposed to be the strongest and I couldn’t protect you.”
Your eyes widened. 
“It’s not your job to protect me.” 
“Yes, it is.” 
You sighed, the fight in you dying as you realised that Gojo had only been acting this protective of you because he was scared to lose you because the thought of losing you was too much to handle for him. And that he was blaming himself, for not being there when you had needed him, so instead he was trying to be there for you now.
And really, how could you be mad at him? 
“I understand but you need to have a little faith in me. Help me become stronger, train with me, but don’t try to hold me back, scared I’ll get hurt again. That’s just gonna hurt us both.” 
Gojo looked at you in silence for a moment, then he gave you a nod. 
You let out a sigh and your eyes softened. 
“Now stop trying to follow me into the bathroom, weirdo,” you teased him, trying to lighten up the mood again and Gojo gave you a smile.
“I’m just trying to prevent your cruel death through drowning in toilet water.” 
It was almost like he read your mind.
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alaskasmonsters · 1 year
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hi! vash the stampede for the “put me down, i can walk” prompt? 🥹🙏
𝖕𝖚𝖙 𝖒𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓, 𝖎 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖜𝖆𝖑𝖐! (vash the stampede)
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pairing: vash the stampede x gn!reader
content: fluff, reader being carried, a little bit of bridal carry, vash being a bbg
a/n: i loved writing this! this prompt is so perfect for vash!! he’s so 💕💕💕 bbg frfr! i love that silly man sm 😭😭 might have to make him my pfp tbh 🙏🙏 also this is the first prompt i am posting for my followers event! <3
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The heat was unbearable. You should be used to it at this point but you doubted it was anything anyone ever could get used to.
You’ve been walking for what seemed like hours, dragging your feet through the sand as the sun was burning down on your head, slowly cooking your brain from the inside.
Vash, your companion, seemed unbothered by the heat for the most part, it only seemed to get to your head and body as your muscles started to feel heavy and your strength keeping you up and going slowly left you with every step.
This was exhausting. You were getting tired.
You felt awfully slow, the heat muddling with your thoughts and perception of time.
So it took you longer than you’d liked to admit to process what was happening.  How your feet were suddenly dangling in the air, your view was upside down and your body was swaying steadily with every step Vash took…Vash!
You started to wriggle in the man’s grip. Because for some reason, one you’d hoped he’d explain soon, Vash had just taken it upon himself to throw you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
“Vash!” You cried out, some of your energy flooding back into your body in favour of letting you feel embarrassed.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got you!” Vash promised sincerely as if he thought you were worried about him dropping you.
Which was not the issue!
You said his name again, lowering your voice into what was meant to sound like indignation but ended up sounding more like whining.
You started kicking your legs.
Vash swayed in his step, his cybernetic arm that was holding you by your waist on top of his shoulder tightening its grip.
“Please calm down, my dear, we’ll fall.”
“No, Vash! Let me down.”
“Oh?” The man slowed his step, voice dropping “Is my shoulder uncomfortable?”
The genuine concern in his voice made you want to hit your head against his back. That was not the issue!
“No…Yes…I don’t-“ You groaned, pushing your face into your hands “Put me down, I can walk!”
“You said you were tired,” Vash echoed back, sounding confused.
Oh…you hadn’t meant to say that out loud.
“I’ll carry you until you’ll feel better.” You could almost hear the soft smile in those words and could actually feel the gentle pat he gave your calf with his other arm.
Your leg kicked out on reflex and you heard Vash’s pitiful whine as your foot collided with his thigh.
“Don’t kick me,” he complained with a sniffle and you felt instantly bad, you might even have apologised if Vash would let you down already.
“Just put me down already.”
Vash came to a stop.
“I don’t want you to over-exhaust yourself,” he explained gently.
Your heart warmed at his words and you let out a sigh. It was annoying how stupidly charming and sincere Vash was. It made it hard to deny him anything. Thankfully your feelings of embarrassment won over your affection for the blond…at least for now.
“That’s…nice and all but…did you have to throw me over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes?”
“Oh!” Vash called out, sounding embarrassed himself now.
He quickly manoeuvred you around before you could realise what he was doing. You slid down his shoulders and into his open arms as he adjusted you until he was holding you in a bridal carry…
“That’s better then?”
You blinked up at the man’s face. He smiled down at you, eyes closed and head cocked to the side. The sun behind his head made it look like he was wearing a halo.
The heat in your cheeks couldn’t be blamed on the sun this time.
“Vash, just let me down please,” you whispered, afraid your voice would break.
He obliged this time, setting you down on both of your feet before taking a step back to give you some space.
When you turned to look at him, Vash stood with his head bowed down and his back curved, eyes lowered to the ground. He looked like a kicked puppy. Oh no.
“I’m sorry!” He apologised, bowing deeper and you could hear the sadness in his voice.
You rolled your eyes, a soft smile tugging at your lips. How were you so lucky to meet such a sweet guy as him? It was almost unfair.
You closed the distance between the two of you.
“Head,” you ordered gently.
Without questioning you, he lowered his head more to make it easier for you to reach up and pat his head, fingers softly ruffling through his strands.
“I’m not mad. Next time ask first.”
Vash lifted his head a little and glanced up at you through his glasses. When he saw your soft gaze his expression immediately brightened again.
“Everything you want!” He promised, before leaning forward and pressing a kiss to your cheek with a loud ‘mwuah’.
You bit your lip to hide the goofy grin that action brought to your face.
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alaskasmonsters · 1 year
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Ahhh happy 1k and congrats!! Your prompt event looks so fun hehe, thank you for hosting! Could I request Suna + “How much did you drink?”
𝖍𝖔𝖜 𝖒𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖉𝖎𝖉 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖐? (suna rintarou)
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pairing: suna rintarou x gn!reader
content: phone calls, drunk reader, flirting, drunk confessions of sorts
a/n: aww thank you anon ❤️🙏 i love writing drunk people because i can make them be so silly bshshsj 🤭 i hope you enjoy this!!! <33
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“Fuck. Do you know how late it is?”
You giggled at the sound of the familiar voice sounding through your phone. You ignored his cursing and his question because truth was, no you didn’t know how late it was. Why did that even matter?
“It’s you!” You said instead, more excited giggles bubbling out of your mouth.
There was silence on the other end after this and you frowned, quickly checking your phone screen to see if Suna had actually hung up on you. That would be so mean!
“Yes, it’s me…” Suna replied finally and you hummed happily.
He sounded so dreamy with his voice all…low? In a tired way…?Ho..hoarse! Yes, his voice was hoarse.
You nodded at yourself, patting your shoulder for being so smart. Until the ground decided to do something very rude and tilted to the side enough to make you stumble.
You swayed a little until you were able to find your balance again.
“You okay there?”
You scrunched your face together, eyes returning to your phone.
“Suna! What are you doing in my phone? That’s so silly!” You called out, grasping your phone tighter before dissolving into more laughter.
The boy let out a sigh at your question and you heard rustling in the background.
“How much did you drink?”
You smiled, looking around you for a place to sit down. The world was kind of shaky.
“Just a little,” you admitted, plopping down on a bench nearby. “I miss you. Come here.”
“We saw each other a few hours ago.” Suna reminded you but you heard the smile in his voice.
“But you smell good!”
No reply. The rustling stopped. You ignored this in favour to keep gushing, thoughts filled with the pretty boy.
“And your eyes are pretty! I miss your eyes. Bring them with you.”
A soft laugh sounded through the line.
“You want me…to bring my eyes with me?”
“Yes! If you come without them I might cry! And then you’ll have to kiss my tears away…” You tilted your head thoughtfully and a goofy smile grew on your face “You should kiss me anyways.”
He hummed. “Maybe I will if you ask nicely.”
You cheered.
“After you sober up.”
You deflated again, pouting. Rude!
“But I like you so much!”
There was a pause and you waited patiently for Suna to reply. Why did he let you wait so much today? He was so rude sometimes. But in a cute way. And his eyelashes were so long.
“Just tell me where you are right now. I’ll pick you up and bring my eyes, I guess.”
You sat up, smiling widely. “You will? Promise?”
“Of course, idiot.”
“You’d be such a good boyfriend, you know?”
“I know.”
“You should be my boyfriend.”
“We’ll talk about that later.”
You nodded, feeling satisfied with that. That was basically a yes. He must think you were being so smooth and cool right now. Maybe he was blushing on the other end of the line.
You giggled, almost missing that Suna was asking for your location again. You sent it to him, with just some struggle. Barely worth mentioning, Suna was definitely over-exaggerating when he called you “so hammered”. You were just a little tipsy.
“I’ll be there in a few,” Suna told you, the sound of a car door being opened and closed audible.
You grinned. “See you then, babe!”
The boy didn’t respond immediately. You huffed.
“Call me a cute pet name!”
He sighed. “You’ll kill me tomorrow.”
“Pretty please.” You begged, making your cutest puppy eyes at your phone screen, forgetting for a moment he couldn’t see you right now. “I look so cute right now by the way! You wouldn’t be able to tell me no.”
“Fine.” He gave up, voice sounding amused now, “See you soon, angel face.”
You beamed, making a happy sound, missing completely that Suna had hung up.
But you didn’t mind. You’d just wait there until he came. And maybe you could convince him to keep calling you pet names for the rest of the night…or maybe even longer.
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alaskasmonsters · 1 year
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May I request "is no an emotion?" with Toge Inumaki? 😊
𝖎𝖘 𝖓𝖔 𝖆𝖓 𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓? 𝖇𝖊𝖈𝖆𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝖎 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖑 𝖎𝖙 (inumaki toge)
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pairing: inumaki toge x gn!reader
content: fluff, soft soft soft, they’re exhausted cuz they’re students, toge’s silly words, lap pillow
a/n: this is such a cute prompt for toge frfr 🙏🙏 i hope you enjoy this one anon <3 i used that twt speech guide for toge’s words but i think his wiki also has a short guide. anyways salmon means affirmation/agree/positive feelings, and bonito flakes means no/deny/negative feelings. the difference becomes clear to reader through tone and how he says it. <3
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You sighed. The afternoon had been tiring. Class had been especially boring today and training had been beyond draining.  
You were sitting cross-legged on your bed, surrounded by stacks of notes you were trying to organize. Toge was slumped forward in his seat at your desk, head using his folded arms as a pillow. He looked just as exhausted as you felt.
You watched him for a second before using one of your worksheets, not an important one you hoped, to crush into a small paper ball and aim it at the back of his head.
He grunted at the small impact, lifting his head a little to glance back over his shoulder and at you.
You leaned back on your head as you took in his tired features. 
“How are you feeling?” you asked, tilting your head.
“Bonito Flakes.”
You blinked. 
“No?” You repeated, surprised, making sure you had understood him right.
He nodded and repeated, “Bonito flakes.”
You chuckled in confusion, amused by his dry answer. “You feel no?”
Toge‘s eyes crinkled as he smiled. His collar was partially zipped down, revealing the corner of his lips as they curled upwards. It also gave you a glimpse of the seals next to his mouth.
He sat up a little and leaned back in his chair, arm reaching backwards and towards you as he motioned for you to come to him, grabbing a ballpoint pen.
You rolled your eyes, huffing as you crawl towards the ends of your bed where Toge rolled your chair to. You gave him your arm, waiting patiently as he removed the cap of the pen and started writing on the back of your hand.
As he finished and you pulled your hand back to read what he wrote an amused snort slips past your lips. 
On your skin, he wrote in his scrawly handwriting: Is no an emotion? Because I feel it.
“You’re a dork,” you told him with a smile on your face, “But I feel pretty ‘no’, too.” 
“Salmon.” He gave you a thumbs up, before getting ready to roll his chair back to its previous position at the desk.
You grabbed his wrist before he could and gave it a tug.
“The bed’s more comfortable, come here.” You pat the mattress, moving some of your notes out of the way as you scoot back, pulling him with you.
Toge didn’t protest but followed you willingly, waiting until you had sat down again and crossed your legs before dropping down and lying down, using your lap as a pillow.
He sighed happily, “Salmon.”
You ran your fingers through his hair and smiled down at him as he settled down, relaxing.
“You feel less ‘no’ now?” You poked his cheek.
“Salmon.”
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alaskasmonsters · 1 year
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Hi<3 congratulations to your milestone! 1k followers what a number!
I've really enjoyed your Gojo oneshot sooo much<33 it was the best thing I've read in a while tysm for posting it and blessing my timeline with it<3
As for the event... Can I maybe request one with Portgas d. Ace and the angst prompt "hold on... I never told you about that" ? Thank you so much for your work ily<3
𝖍𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖔𝖓…𝖎 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 (portgas d. ace)
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pairing: portgas d. ace x gn!reader
content: (light) angst, misunderstandings, abandonment issues, hurt/comfort, alabasta ace, ace is insecure (illegal), vivi being mentioned (she’s my bbg <3), happy ending
a/n: thank you anon 🙏❤️ i’m happy to hear you enjoyed the gojo oneshot that much! 🥺🥺 i hope you enjoy this too! <333 it’s angsty but with a small dose of fluff in the end <33 and it turned out a little longer than it was supposed to <33 mwUAH! <333
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Ace was in a bad mood. He’s been so since the both of you had separated from his brother Luffy and his crew a few days ago. At first, you had thought it was because of that, knowing how much Ace loved his brother and how, if the situation was a different one, he would have probably liked to stick around longer. 
You’ve been wrong. 
It was not just that Ace was in a bad mood. He seemed more distant and cold towards you. He wasn’t mean or anything, it just seemed like he was… holding back. 
The two of you got along great usually, Ace was a little bit of a flirt so he was constantly seeking your closeness, making jokes and teasing you. If he wasn’t talking himself he liked to listen to you, usually with a soft smile on his face and an attentive look in his eyes, like everything you were talking about was the most interesting thing he’s ever heard.
Now he was barely even looking at you. 
You had no idea what happened but you kept quiet, hoping that his mood would just improve on its own or that he would open up to you of his own accord and tell you what was bothering him. 
So you waited. 
It wasn’t until a few days later that the topic came up because you finally had a lead on where Blackbeard was, after weeks of searching. 
You hoped this was enough to lighten his mood but his expression just seemed to sour when you told him about your findings with a big grin.
You expected Ace to lighten up, give a thumbs up and a wide grin, maybe pat you on the shoulder and say a few words of encouragement. But instead, he met you with a cold stare, one that made the blood freeze in your veins.
You opened your mouth to ask him what was wrong but he didn’t let you. 
Instead, he clenched his jaw, and grumbled, “Let’s get this over with.”
Your face fell, grin fading completely and replaced by a twist of your lips. “What do you mean?” 
Ace turned his back to you and started packing his things together, probably wanting to get ready and going as soon as possible. “We’ll find Teach, I'll take care of him and then you’re finally rid of me.”
You gaped at him, mouth falling open in shock. “What? Ace, what the fuck?”
You felt confused and hurt he would even say something like that. Rid of him? What was that even supposed to mean?
Ace frowned, avoiding your eyes, slinging his bag over his shoulder. 
“We both know you only went with me because you promised Pops,” he told you, sounding like he struggled to keep his voice calm, “Don’t pretend.”
His words were like a slap to the face for you. For a moment you didn’t know what to say, almost losing yourself to the sinking feeling in your chest as your heart dropped to the pit in your stomach.
Did he really think that? Just because you made a promise to Whitebeard didn’t mean that…
You frowned, eyes darting over Ace’s face.
“Hold on…I never told you that,” you realized, “I never told you about the promise.”
Your eyes narrowed in suspicion, wondering how Ace even knew about this in the first place. 
Ace looked upset, disappointment and hurt flashing through his eyes as he turned to look at you again. You saw his lips jutting out in a scowl.
“Yeah, you’re right. You never told me that!” Ace bit out, clenching his jaw.
You took a step back, feeling tears gather behind your eyes at his harsh tone. 
“How would you…” Your eyes widened as realization dawned on you “Vivi told you.”
You remembered your conversation in Alabasta, how you’d opened up to her about your and Ace’s connection and the background of your travels. But why would she have gone up to Ace and told him what the two of you had talked about?
He must have seen the betrayal in your eyes because he let out a sigh. “Don’t blame her, she thought I knew.”
His face went back to looking upset, “Because why wouldn’t I? Why would you tell this to someone you just met but not me? I thought we-“
He stopped and looked away, never finishing his thought. Instead, he took a breath and said something else, “He made you promise.”
You blinked, the tears long forgotten as you caught a glance at his face. How hurt he looked. You didn’t understand what got him so upset, didn’t understand why he thought…
Did he think you wouldn’t be there if it wasn’t for the promise? 
“Ace.”
He didn’t look up and with a groan you reached forward and clasped his wrist, tugging until he was forced to look at you. 
“You’re an idiot!” You yell, making him look at you with an angry look. You wanted to slap his arm for this but you just tightened your grip around his wrist. “I went with you because I wanted to. He made me promise to take care of you after I already told him I would go after you and he couldn’t stop me if he tried!” 
Ace looked taken aback by your words. He blinked down at you, disbelief still present in his gaze. 
“I want to be with you!” You continued, driving your point home.
Ace stared at you with wide eyes. And you froze. Realizing the meaning of your words you felt your entire face go red. That…no, not…
“I mean, I want to- You know, looking for Teach- Not like- We just…”
Ace’s laugh saved you from having to finish that sentence.
“You’re so red right now,” he teased, old grin back on his face as he turned his wrist in your grip and took your hand in his.
You huffed, feeling your panic die down.
“I’m with you, okay? You got that?” You asked, looking up at him with determination.
And Ace’s eyes held so much warmth and joy as he squeezed your fingers between his and told you, “Yes, you’re with me.”
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alaskasmonsters · 1 year
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Hi!! Congratulations on your event 🤍 you deserve more love and recognition for how beautiful your works are ✨️ if i may request, can you do "shut up and hold me" + iwaizumi? It could be an enemies to lovers kinda thing or something. Thank you! 🤍
𝖘𝖍𝖚𝖙 𝖚𝖕 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖒𝖊! (iwaizumi hajime)
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pairing: iwaizumi hajime x gn!reader
content: hugs, reader had a bad day, enemies to lovers core, iwa and reader are childhood worsties, a littleeee bit of angst, fluff
a/n: thank you thank you <33 you’re so sweet anon 🥺🥺 mwuah mwuah! <33 a little bit of enemies to lovers just like you asked <3 hope you enjoy this!
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“What the hell?” Iwaizumi cursed, when you almost ran into him, face set in a frown as he stared down at you. “You should pay more attention to where you’re going.” 
You bit your lip and looked away, feeling uncomfortable under the boy’s intense stare. Every other day you would have used his words as an invitation to start a fight with him, throw a half-hearted insult at his head that he would reciprocate with a glare and an insult of his own.
The two of you weren’t really friends although you’ve known each other since elementary school and have always visited the same classes — even now in high school. For some reason you’ve never really gotten along, always been at each other’s throats, always fought over stupid things.
You even liked fighting with him. Even though he was annoying and always criticised you for ��being such a brat’ as he put it. But today…
You felt tears welling up behind your eyes. You scrunched up your face at the sensation, annoyed. You didn’t want to cry in front of him. 
Iwaizumi noticed. 
“Y/n…?” His voice was much gentler and you kind of wanted to punch him, but you also…
Your hands balled into fists and you clenched your jaw.
“Shut up and hold me.”
The boy didn’t move, eyebrows raising a little in surprise. He looked startled and you couldn’t blame him. The two of you didn’t have that kind of relationship. You didn’t hug. You barely even talked outside of your little fights. 
Your shoulders tensed, the longer you waited for his response, his rejection, the more you just wanted to turn around and stomp off. Run away. It wasn’t like you expected Iwaizumi to actually hug you. You weren’t an idiot.
Still…you felt disappointed that he didn’t.
Wasn’t that just stupid? 
“Just forget I aske-“ 
Before you could finish your sentence Iwaizumi closed the distance between you with a small step and pulled you into his arms, wrapping his arms around you. 
You froze as your face hit his chest and his arms held you, one hand on the back of your head, softly nudging your face into the crook of his neck as the other pulled you closer on your lower neck.
You didn’t fight his grip. You gave in, burying your face in his neck and wrapping your arms around his torso.
Iwaizumi radiated such warmth, you felt yourself relax in his grip immediately.
“Don’t be an idiot, of course, I’ll hold you…” the boy muttered, sounding only a little annoyed with you. 
You sniffed, pushing your face deeper into the crook of his neck and you could swear he held you even closer.
“Thank you…”
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alaskasmonsters · 1 year
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— 1K FOLLOWER EVENT (OPEN)
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hiii everyone!
this is my first event! yay! i just want to thank everyone who interacts with this blog. every comment, like and reblog and asks mean a lot to me! it’s been really fun with you guys! i never thought this blog would grow this much and i am very grateful to every single one of you for sticking around! <3 thank you <33
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EVENT EXPLAINED
i put three prompt lists down bellow (fluff, angst and misc.) that you can choose from. you can send me one character (from the listed fandoms) + one prompt and i will write a drabble/short oneshot about it. make sure to check which characters i am writing for to ensure you are not requesting a character that is on my blacklist.
this is first come first serve with the prompts acting as one-time slots. as soon as one person requests a prompt it will be scratched off the list and i will update this post as often as i can so you know which prompts are already taken. the event will close as soon as all prompts are gone. :) have fun requesting &lt;3
FANDOMS
bnha, haikyuu, jjk, kny, blue lock, csm, one piece, trigun stampede
(please check which characters i am writing for, i won’t do any that are on my blacklist and would prefer characters that i have listed already)
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— prompt list
fluff
“You sleep with the stuffed animal i got you?” (sanemi)
“Shh, stop fussing. I’m just braiding your hair.” (angel devil)
“Can I sleep here tonight? With you?” (portgas d. ace)
“Could you play with my hair?” (fushiguro megumi)
“Shut up and hold me.” (iwaizumi hajime)
“Would you like to stay?” (aki hayakawa)
“I just wanted to hear your voice” (wolfwood)
angst
“No, please don’t turn off the light!”
“Hold on . . . I never told you that.” (portgas d. ace)
“Your eyes are red… Were you crying?” (inumaki toge)
“You could have died!” (gojo satoru)
“I miss your smile.” (nanami kento)
“Your hands are shaking.” (sanji)
“Please don’t be mad at me.” (fushiguro megumi)
“I don’t need your help!” (ryosuke kira)
misc.
“Dammit why do you have this effect on me?” (gojo satoru)
“Put me down, i can walk!” (vash the stampede)
“Is no an emotion? Because i feel it.” (inumaki toge)
“Stop moving I’m trying to sleep.”
“Now I know where half my wardrobe went.”
“No one will hurt you as long as I’m here.” (portgas d. ace)
“Have you ever heard of personal space?” (portgas d. ace)
“How much did you drink?” (suna rintarou)
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