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New Year’s Kiss in Yorknew City Subway ♡
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Chrollo - my other pieces (old post, on IG)
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him~
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can angel devil get a hug but like wrapped in a blanket so he won't hurt anyone?
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yes!!! whenever angel is wrapped in a blanket or wearing aki's hoodies it means he wants hugs, kisses or cuddles!!!
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mrshholy · 1 year
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Chrollo, buzzed, @ Hisoka: I like your hair. It gets curly after you’ve been in the shower
H: yes it does. It’s very annoying
C: no, it’s not. It’s very soft
H: it’s annoying to *style,* my love
C: don’t need to style. Looks fine
H: *sigh* no offense, my dear, but I don’t trust your opinion in that particular department
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merry christmas ☃️
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Adventures of a scrunkly goth in Florida 🌴
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if only you knew how little i know about things that matter
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LISTEN OKAY Alhaitham calls the place where he lives as his apartment, his house, his residence and many other names but once Kaveh came into the scene suddenly its his “home”
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mrshholy · 1 year
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mrshholy · 1 year
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kurapika x chrollo
; nsfw ; messy blowjobs ; hate sex
“I can’t believe,” Chrollo swallows hard. He half chokes on a laugh, half chokes on a moan. Kurapika presses harder on his clothed cock. He’s wearing his dress shoes— Church shoes, maybe, Chrollo likes that word better. They’re sharp and shiny and they make him grin. “I’m the least of your problems here.”
“Shut your mouth.” Kurapika’s eyes shine red. Chrollo can tell it’s only half anger, and a lot more arousal.
Kurapika’s hand is cold against his face, gripping his jaw hard, cruel, chains dangling next to his ear— moments before his head makes impact with the wall, a dizzying pain rushing to his ears. Chrollo can’t stop grinning, eyes transfixed to ruby red, and he tests his luck, he does, he licks down Kurapika’s palm in retaliation.
Kurapika slaps him, he slaps him hard enough for his head to snap to the side. He can feel redness in his mouth, a cruel press into his loin, and God he’s hard, but Kurapika is harder.
“Hard for me, Kurta?” Chrollo’s laugh is low, cocky. He knows he is powerless against Judgement Chain and he’s enjoying the thrill.
“I’ll kill you,” Kurapika hisses, twisting his fingers into the spider’s greasy, greasy hair. “How has it been, riding in the lowest decks?”
“Mhm,” Chrollo licks his lips, Kurapika is unzipping his trousers. “Between hunting for him,” his eyes droop for a moment, and the hunter falters. “And many, many lovers” his tone begun to ease. “It’s been a relaxing ride.”
“Scum.” Kurapika’s jaw sets. “You thrive amongst the trash.”
“Always have.” Chrollo parts his lips when the grip returns to his hair, and he hardly has the time to breathe from his nose before Kurapika is down his throat, hard and stinging. Chrollo squeezes his eyes shut to will a couple of tears away, gagged but only somewhat.
“How many have you killed in such a short stay?” Kurapika knows there won’t be an answer, not with the way the spider is slurping down his cock, messy, letting his jaw slap against his pelvis. He cups the back of his head and draws him closer, Chrollo half stumbles and claws at the floor for purchase, Kurapika’s cock a dull pain at the back of his throat.
Chrollo feels his trousers getting too tight, making him hot, his hair starting to stick down the sides of his face, disheveled, caked with old gel.
Kurapika hates him, he decides, yet again. It’s nothing new, but right then, he hates him more than ever. He’s pretty, so pretty, cheeks hollowed, eyes big and watery, bobbling out, skinny, too skinny, sickly and pale and unfortunately gorgeous. Kurapika grips his hair harder when he cums, hopes he draws blood from Chrollo’s scalp and leaves him with a sore, hairless spot.
Chrollo chokes, low, his nostrils flaring, brows furrowed. Kurapika lets him go, draws his cock out, messy, stains his lips and thighs with dripping spit and cum. He looks up, panting heavily, and for a second, Kurapika looks back. His eyes are cold as he wipes his cock against Chrollo’s cheek.
Kurapika hates him. He also kisses him. He can’t help himself, the spider’s eyes are enchanting, black like the abyss, dead, so unlike his own, burgeon red. He takes one last glance at them, a long one, probably the last one in a while, and takes his hurried leave.
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mrshholy · 1 year
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Late 20th century gothic rock singer + Gender neutral model Bandit leader + Mafia killer (O
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oh no there’s only one bed + and they were roommates
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mrshholy · 1 year
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Requests! 6/6
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mrshholy · 1 year
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— "the chamber of secrets" is better than "the prisoner of azkaban"
— tell me who's sexier: tom riddle or sirius black?
— you ❤️
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A collection of Ashaf and Guideau being domestic 🪑🧺🥧
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