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attackurheart88 · 1 year
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What kind of lingerie would they like?
Plus Kurapika
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Hisoka
- The more revealing the better
- Hisoka is into the dirtiest one you can find
- I'm talking about bras that barely cover the nipple
- Underwear that shows off your ass
- Straps straps all the way
- Hisoka believes it makes you sexier
- He's also very into the color red
- Whenever you wear red
- Hisoka feels such a strong urge to bend you over and fuck you harshly
- Don't worry about the removal process
- Hisoka is quite gifted in that area of expertise
- So I'm sure he can undress you much faster than you think.
Illumi
- Illumi would prefer a more elegant approach
- He would like white lace
- Or a revealing nightgown
- Anything simple
-Or easy to remove is a win in his book
- I can see Illumi liking stockings
- The way they empathize your thin/thick/muscular thighs
- Really turns him on
- Stockings may be the only thing he'll allow you to keep on
Chrollo
- He likes anything sexy
- Lace
- Thongs
- Bras that barely cover the nipple
- If it shows off your body and it's curves
- He's all for it
- The color black is preferred
- As it makes you seem more attractive or alluring
- I feel Chrollo is the type to properly observe
- And compliment what your wearing
- Before removing it
Kurapika
-Kurapika isn’t around much and when he is
- He can’t spend much time away
- So anything easy to remove would be preferred
- He doesn’t have a color preference
- So anything that looks good on you, will satisfy him
- Because he’s often stressed out or tired
- It’s easy to turn him on
- So wearing anything or nothing
- Will do the trick
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morallygreyyn · 1 year
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Hey!! Could you do some hcs for the hxh boys having hanahaki disease for the reader? You can decide whether they get a happy end where they confess and the reader realizes feelings for them or no :p
hanahaki disease with the hxh boys (hisoka, kurapika, illumi headcanons)
authors note: omgggg i've always been obsessed with this myth but i completely forgot about it until you reminded me anon! i'm so happy i got a request for this! i chose happy endings bc who doesn't want a happy ending with our favourite boys?
the surgery to remove the disease doesn’t exist in these headcanons bc i couldn’t be arsed to write about it
live or die by the disease bitch there is no other option
warnings: mentions of death, blood
read part two here!
requests are open!
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hisoka had known you for a long time
you were close confidants, and dare i say it, best friends
he admired your strength, how you never failed to join in on his chaos, and fire back at him whenever he made a quip
with how well you two got along, it was only a matter of time before he coughed up the first petal
he knew immediately what was happening, he was a man cultured in myths and legends after all
he was more shocked at the realisation that he loved you more than the fact that he just coughed up a flower petal
and you didn't love him back
he couldn't blame you, even though you liked to fool around with each other, you had never been serious with your flings and it was strictly no strings attached
well now it was apparent that there were strings
the magician couldn't pinpoint the moment he had fallen for you, he supposed it was a gradual thing
but one thing was for absolute certain, he was in love
and he was dying because of it
hisoka is a man of mystery and many secrets but this...
this he would probably tell you about after a while of mulling it over
during this period, his coughing got worse until eventually he couldn't take it anymore
he would go straight to you, letting himself into your house as he usually did
hisoka could feel the pain in his lungs when you looked at him and smiled
he would suppress the coughs as best as he could while he figured out a way to tell you
i feel like his confession would go one of two ways
either he would be outright and serious for once
or he'd make a performance out of his dying body
let's explore the serious option first
you, having caught onto the fact that something was very wrong, took your friend’s hand which only made his coughing worse. "what's going on hisoka? you never get sick."
he laughed dryly. "it would appear that I'm in love with you."
you didn't believe him of course. "you're joking."
hisoka coughs into his hand, revealing petals tainted with blood. "does this look like a joke to you?"
OR the performance option
"it would appear I'm in love with you." he coughed into his hand and threw the contents in the air, several flower petals soaked in blood rained down on your head. "surprise."
it doesn't matter which option he chooses, you're still frozen in shock
"i thought it was just a myth." you stared at the bloody petals in horror
"me too."
the room fell silent, hisoka wondering what his fate would be based on your response
i can’t see him as a person who cares whether he lives or whether he dies
i can see him just sitting there on your couch, staring with bored fascination at your living room while he waited for you to drop the guillotine over his head
his lungs and throat were writhing in pain, but hisoka was never one to be put off by this
what he didn’t expect was for you to then turn to him, grinning
“i love you too.”
his face drops
“yeah, i love you too hisoka.”
hisoka would’ve been amused by how quickly the weight on his chest dissipated if it weren’t for his shock
however it didn’t take long from him to recover from this and he swoops you into an embrace
which of course leads to more
and oh boy hisoka was never happier to be alive
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would 100% not tell you
the second the first petal fell from his lips, he knew immediately that it was you
he also knew that he could never tell you
you didn’t love him back and he didn’t want to make you feel bad about that fact
how could he not love you though? you were his biggest source of joy and the one he cared for most in this world
his would hide the disease from you for as long as possible, smothering his coughs with great effort
the longer he did this, the worse it got
he knew he was going to die and he accepted that fact
he didn’t want to die, but he knew he could never tell you 
kurapika would try and avoid you towards the end
dodging your calls and skipping on meeting up with you until eventually he stopped contact altogether
you, extremely worried about your friend, went to go visit him unannounced
letting yourself inside, your heart dropped in horror at seeing him 
kurapika looked like a ghost
his face was hollow, lips chapped and stained red
he would insist he was fine, even though he clearly he wasn’t
eventually he wouldn’t be able to hide it anymore, launching into an extreme coughing fit, him throwing up petals, whole flowers and blood 
having heard of the disease before, you could only ask who he loved and who didn’t love him back
this time, he looked you directly in the eyes. “you.”
cue your shock and horror
kurapika had to avert his gaze, he didn’t want to see your disappointment in his final moments
he hated himself enough for having these feelings but he didn’t want to see you hate him too
his lungs were more branches and flowers than tissue at this point
the kurta was just about to get up and leave when your voice stopped him
“wait.”
he waits
“you have this disease because you love me and you think it’s unrequited, correct?”
“yes.” he didn’t want to add that he didn’t just think it was unrequited
“what if it wasn’t unrequited?”
“then i wouldn’t be dying.”
“then i don’t understand.” you shook your head, suppressing a smile. “because i love you too.”
he stops
kurapika literally stops working
his brain shuts down and his body comes to a complete standstill and he just stares at you in shock
you feel the need to confirm it for him. “i love you too kurapika.”
he couldn’t hold himself back anymore
regardless of his sick body, he rushes to you and pulls you into the tightest hug
his chest clears, feeling light and unrestrained
he kisses you and kurapika can finally breathe again
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this boy is so damn confused when coughs, and then even more confused when he sees a petal in his hand
what on earth is happening to him?
doesn’t even realise he’s in love
it takes him a couple of days and a couple more instances of coughing up flowers for him to realise something was wrong with him
a quick internet search yields the results he was looking for 
cue more confusion
unrequited love was the cause?
would think long and hard about who in his life he could have these impossible feelings for
then his thoughts eventually arrived on you
and when they did, he couldn’t stop thinking about you
so he loved you? why? what was the reason? when did this happen?
many many questions were circulating through that beautiful head of his
reading further about the disease, he realised that the disease would only go away if you loved him too
if not, he would die
not one to be scared by death, he decided on not telling you
why would he? it was pointless anyway if he was going to die
doesn’t even consider the chance that you might love him back
takes the unrequited part as fact and sticks with it
illumi is a tough boy so it takes ages for him to finally be run down by the disease
is a master at hiding his coughs
he has a reputation to uphold after all
he even keeps it from his family, determined to take his shame to his grave
would honestly have to be on the brink of dying for him to show that he’s suffering with the hanahaki disease
luckily you like to meet up with illumi very frequently and you had become quite attuine to his stoic attitude and personality
to the point where you could pick up the most minuscule of differences in his behaviour
it didn’t take you long to realise something was wrong with your friend but no matter how hard you pushed, he would shoot you down
cue you becoming the best investigator the world has ever seen
it started when, after illumi had left the bar, there was a single bloodied petal sitting in his place
you took the petal back home and began researching
it took you a while but you eventually found out about the hanahaki disease though you couldn’t believe that this was what illumi was struggling with so you kept searching
however your search was in vein and all you had to go on was a myth about unrequited love
so the next time you met up with illumi, you kept an even closer eye on him
watching the subtle ways in which he would suppress what would normally be very painful coughs
the way his lips seemed a bit more chapped and red than normal
the way his already pale skin became more translucent
you had to face the facts, illumi was suffering with unrequited love
and it was killing him
you couldn’t bear the thought of losing illumi
but who on earth was he in love with? and how could you convince them to save his life?
realistically you knew there wasn’t much you could do
but out of desperation, you confronted him about it
“when were you going to tell me about your hanahaki disease?”
“i wasn’t.”
“have you told anyone?”
“no.”
you weren’t one to be easily frustrated, but for some reason you couldn’t watch him throw away his life so easily
in a fit of despair, you blurted. “please find some way to fix it, i can’t bear the thought of losing you.”
“why?”
you didn’t think about your words before you said them. “because i love you.”
he froze
you kept going, putting your own feelings to the side in an effort to save the man stock-still before you. “and it’s because i love you that i’m scared of you dying, so please just find whoever it is and confess to them. i’m sure they like you back if they’ve got the great illumi zoldyck dying for them.”
it was then that you noticed his expression
you would almost say he looked relieved? but surely you had seen wrong
it was illumi after all
“ah, it’s gone now.” he somehow sounded much better than a couple of minutes ago
“gone? how can it be gone whe-” it didn’t take you long for you to realise what had happened
illumi looked at you expectantly
“you love me?” you asked in a small voice, afraid that this was a bad joke even though you knew illumi was practically incapable of making them
“evidently.”
needless to say that that was the start of a wonderful relationship that even illumi couldn’t have imagined happening
but he wasn’t complaining
not in the slightest
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kimbap-r0ll · 1 year
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Adult trio (seperately )and their reaction to female reader accepting their love confession ?
Fluff
Thank you for the ask! This one's gonna be a bit interesting, considering how these characters are not the type to confess their love in my opinion. It's not that fluffy, but I hope you enjoy!
Adult Trio react to their fem!s/o accepting their love confession
Hisoka
His version of a love confession is likely a death match, so I wouldn't really say that accepting it would be the best option?
This is unless he just wants to spend time with you as a more common form of a relationship. In that case, he may be a bit more solemn about the whole thing and say something along the lines of "I think I'm in love, whatever that is."
If you accept to his death match, expect it to happen either a) right away or b) as soon as possible. But, if you accept his more chill love confession, you might see him smile a bit to himself before muttering a quick "how delightful."
It's shockingly calm if it's normal. He's sort of like how he was when he was talking to Illumi on the blimp in the 13th Chairman Election Arc. It's probably the softest you'll see him
Illumi
He doesn't confess, honestly if he were to say he loves you he expects you to say you do as well
But, if you two weren't arranged by his parents and somehow got close to each other, he might just be upfront and tell you that you shouldn't exist because it's making him not be the perfect assassin. You're making his heart skip, making him less focused, etc.
If you accept his love confession and tell him that it's okay to feel that way, it might take him a while to get used to it. Know that it does feel nice to have someone love him though
But if you two were arranged, I'm not sure how he would feel. He would say "Of course you accepted, there wouldn't be any other possibility." It's a bit mechanic
Chrollo
Probably the only one who can make a genuine love confession without it endangering your life. HOWEVER! He could pretend to give you a genuine confession just to get something from you.
In that case, if you accept, he'll be polite and kiss you lightly on the cheek, thanking you for accepting his feelings. Not sure what would happen afterwards. If it works better to kill you off, then he may do so.
If Chrollo gives you a genuine love confession though, it's a lot more somber. He might almost tear up with how he acts, but you can tell it's genuine with how much of his usual calm demeanor sort of...disappears. He'll tell you he feels as though he can't live without you, etc.
If you accept his confession here, he will try to compose himself, but his younger, more bright self might show a bit and you may get a surprise hug from the boss (manga readers you know what I mean haha)
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wandererbf · 2 months
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How would the main 4 react to their s/o taking care of them while they're sick
Characters: Gon, Killua, Kurapika, Leorio!
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Gon Freecs
• I think Gon would be happy that his S/O is taking care of him, it will remind him of home when his aunt took care of him
• I also think he would be very affectionate, like he would like to hug you while you try to take care of him
• He would really ask you to make him soup or something, and if you don't know how to cook he would ask you to make popcorn so you two can spend time watching movies.
• Well anyway he would want to spend most of the day in bed, I think when he is sick it is the only time he is not energetic as the normal for him
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Killua Zoldyck
• I think Killua would refuse to believe that he's sick, well it's not like he's ever been sick
- Y/N please, I'm fine.. gosh.. - he says rolling he's eyes
• He would keep acting like that until you gave up and let him do whatever he wanted, he was about to leave the house when from the room you heard a bang and when you went to see what it was, it was Killua passed out on the floor next to the door.
• When he wakes up it will be late in the afternoon, you would be sleeping on a chair next to the bed he was lying on with a cloth of cold water on his head, I think that in the end since you were asleep he would pull you to bed next to him, you two would end cuddling!
- Just maybe you were right..
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Kurapika Kurta
• I think he would end up passing out while working at the Nostrade mansion, and Melody had to call you to come get him since when he woke up he still wanted to continue working as if everything was fine
- Y/N: God.. what am I going to do with you?
• In the end he was convinced that it would be dangerous for him and the other bodyguards if he stayed working in that state and went home with you, you would really like to thank Melody for helping you convince him
• You would ask him to take a shower and go to bed while you prepare something for him to eat, of course not before giving him some medicine
• In the end you would be looking after him for the rest of the night, but the next morning when you woke up the man would have left a f/f bouquet on the table next to a letter
'Thank you for taking care of me last night my love, today at 8 pm I'll pick you up to go eat at a restaurant, please get ready! I'll be looking forward to seeing you again. With love, K.K'
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Leorio Paladiknight
• Leorio is studying medicine so he would quickly realize that he is sick and take the correct medicine, but that doesn't negate the fact that he will be needy for the rest of the day
- Please Y/N lets just cuddle for a while, you have to take care of your boyfriend here 🥺
• I think that of the four he would be one of the calmest ones with Gon, since he wouldn't throw a tantrum to take his medicine, he would refuse because he's sick, what you would need to do is purely give him love and affection
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I JUST READ YOUR KILLUA RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS AND I AM SCREAMING. I was wondering if you could please do some domestic Killua headcanons, they don't have to be married headcanons because i know some people aren't comfortable with it. Thank you, take care!
Domestic Killua Zoldyck Relationship Headcanons
Author's note: Hi anon! I'm so glad that you liked my other headcanons so i give you these!
❥ He's used to waking up early for training and stuff, because he always had to for training when he was younger but now that you've gotten him addicted to sleepy morning cuddles and now he complains to no end whenever either you or him have to get out of bed
❥ Like the poor boy will so firmly in denial
❥ "Killua, Love, we have to get going, it's 6am."
❥ "No, it's not, go back to bed, baby."
❥ He has great memory and is always double or triple checking his bag or pockets to make sure he hasn't forgotten anything, so he almost never forgets anything and this helps you out too because he likes to check you're things and packs anything you've forgotten for you along with a little note wishing you a good day.
❥ THIS MAN CAN COOK
❥ I know people may think this is kind of a stretch but I headcanon that before he ran away, he learned a lot from the cooks working at his family mansion.
❥ It also really feeds his ego when you compliment his cooking skills lmao. Also he 110% uses his claws to cut up food.
❥ "Hey, pretty face, get me a knife, please?"
❥ "They're all dirty, hold on, let me wash one for yo- okay then."
❥ He still trains pretty often like around 4/7 days a week, so not as much as he used to but he's still staying on top of his game, more so out of habit than him wanting to but he does still enjoy it. 
❥ But lets remember that he has a very, very, very large amount of stamina so he can train for a long time.
❥ So more often than not, you get tired before him so you go to get a drink or eat and just watch him workout, you know, for ideas for things to next time, definitely not check him out, no sir 😭
❥ Going grocery shopping with him will go one of two ways. Either, he has a list, he’s a man on a mission, he’s determined to stick to the list, he’s a man with a vision, nothing shall sway him.
❥ Until he enters the store and sees some new chocolate or candy that he hasn’t tried. All that resolve? Gone.
❥ You end up getting things that you guys actually need and he’s just standing there with like 50 packs of whatever it is that he bought lmao 😭
❥ He likes to take you on at least one date every week. But he’s started avoiding parks, (unless you want to go ofc) because once a little kid called him an old man because of his white hair and poor Killua practically died.
❥ When you two were decorating your shared home, he wanted pretty neutral oe dark colours but he caved when asked for a brighter colour scheme but he, to this day, still says it looks like a Teletubbie threw up in there, but he loves it.
❥ Movie nights happen often but he didn’t want to watch titanic at first because he said, “It’s going to be so boring and lame.” but cue him at the movie literally a sobbing mess😭
❥ He never recovered lmao
❥ He tried to start a flower garden and just forgot about it for a week and all the flowers died. He restarted it but you take care of it for him because he’s still pretty forgetful about it but he’s convinced he’s done it all himself because you decided not to tell him.
❥ You know that one meme that’s like, “You’ve been home for an hour and a half and not even once, not one time have you tried to cuddle me and it’s pissing me the fuck off, I want my fucking cuddles.”? Yeah that’s him, he gets so moody without physical contact from you, it’s hillarious.
❥ He likes to make fun of people who can’t do basic house chores but then you walk in on him wrestling a fitted sheet and swearing like a sailor😭
❥ He can cook, as I’ve mentioned before, but he also like junk food and it won’t do shit to him because of his fast metabolism.
❥ You guys have a cat named flip-flop (thank killua for that) and he SPOILS it so much.
❥ “Come on, Y/n, Flip-flop would never scratch the curtains. Isn’t that right Flip-flop?” And it meows like it’s agreeing.
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forcefulkitten · 2 years
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here to stay
[uvogin x fem! reader]
summary: a man who partook in the slayings that claimed the lives of innocent people broke into your house in the dead of the night with the intention of residing there.
warnings: 18+, nsfw, mentions of death and torture, blood and injury, dubious-consensual sex, overstimulation
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Faint noises of movement coming from downstairs in the living room woke you from your slumber. You rubbed the sleep out your eyes, squinting at the cable box to read the time. 2:17 A.M. ‘It’s just Mittens,’ you thought to yourself while scooting out of bed, clad in only panties and a t-shirt. That crazy cat of yours was always up to no good during weird hours. Unfortunately, you wouldn’t be able to fall back to sleep if you didn’t make sure.
Light from the living room television downstairs could be seen illuminating the area from the top of the steps where you stood. Panic finally set in when you heard the refrigerator door slam, followed by heavy steps that halted soon after. ‘Authorities suspect the burglary that left numerous people dead was done by none other than the Phantom Troupe. If you see any of the individuals pictured here, please alert the crime hotline immediately.’ Whoever was inside your house decided to watch the news and enjoy your beer. They cracked open a can and gulped the liquid down, burping loudly, the sound of aluminum rattling against the floor when they tossed it aside. 
Emergency services were dialed on your phone, ready to call at any moment. The smartest thing to do would be calling for help instantly but fear clouded rational decision making. You were careful while tip-toeing down the steps, poking your head out when you reached the bottom. Mittens was seated on the lap of a burly man dressed in a white tank top with what appeared to be bearskin lined shorts and boots.
“You’re real brave demandin’ pets from me,” the intruder taunted. His voice was husky, comparable to his appearance. 
Surely this was a dream. You hoped you weren’t witnessing a stranger caressing Mittens while sitting on your couch. Blinking twice did nothing to change the scenario playing in front of your eyes. You counted to three before revealing yourself. 1… 2.. 3.
The grizzly man didn’t even flinch when he noticed you standing a few feet away from him. Your body was trembling, one hand gripping your phone tight with a finger hovering over the call button to alert the authorities.
“Hey! You need to leave my house now. I— I’m calling the police,” you shuddered, stumbling over your words in a small panicky voice.
He stood to his full height, a crazed smile blooming on his face that showcased large, pearly white teeth. You subconsciously stepped backwards as he walked towards you until you hit the wall. He reached for your cell phone, snatching it out of your hold with minimal effort.
“Quit complaining or I’ll shut you up permanently. Act like that little guy over there,” he expressed in a dry tone, pointing at Mittens who was licking his paw, completely unbothered. The giant man then snapped your phone in half between his thumb and index finger before dropping the pieces.
You didn’t know what was worse— him breaking into your home or the smug demeanor he displayed knowing you were no match for him. You felt paralyzed, every hair on your body standing tall in fear. With your mind racing a million miles per minute, your ears cancelled the voices of the news anchor in the background until the same message from earlier replayed.
‘Authorities suspect the burglary that left numerous people dead was done by none other than the Phantom Troupe. If you see any of the individuals pictured here, please alert the crime hotline immediately.’
The television displayed the face of the man standing in front of you. You crouched down, arms wrapped around your knees as you stared wide eyed at the floor. 
The man generously granted you a few seconds before dragging you across the floor by your wrist towards the sofa, springs creaking when his full weight shifted onto it. He tugged your wrist upwards, instructing you to sit on his lap by patting his thigh with his opposite hand.
“Easy now, there’s no use in fighting,” he taunted with a raised brow. 
The feeling of utter defeat washed over you as you sat on his oversized lap, facing him with your legs wrapped around his waist. He was a gruff guy but definitely not an eyesore.
“Name’s Uvogin. What about you, little lady?”
Calloused finger pads traced circles in your back while he waited patiently for your response. He sighed, accepting you weren’t going to answer, “Whatever. You’ll tell me eventually.” 
The wall clock read 3:48 A.M.
An entire hour and a half had passed since you were woken up. Even though the man, now known as Uvogin, was warm and encompassing, that didn’t allow you to melt into his hold immediately. You simply existed, taking up room on his lap next to Mittens who was sleeping on his shoulder. Thankfully, it seemed there was no rush from him to make you speak or return unwilling affection. He scrolled through the television channels, settling on a late night sitcom that made him stifle his laughter to prevent Mittens from waking up. How cute, an intruder being considerate of your overly trusting cat. 
The discomfort and fear eventually took a backseat, letting fatigue consume you. Maybe it was Uvogin’s ragged breathing as he was in and out of a nap, or how he smirked at you with low lidded eyes. You were unsure of what made you think it was okay to lean your head against his free shoulder. Both Uvogin and Mittens were resting so you figured it wouldn’t be a bad idea to do the same.
A rocking motion stirred you out your sleep, the feeling of something thick grinding against your clothed cunt languidly. You barely opened your eyes when you registered exactly what was happening. Uvogin’s hands were gripping your ass, rocking your hips against his shaft. He groaned in approval and although he wasn’t buried inside of you, the friction was enough to work him up. Based on the slick, warm feeling of wet fabric clinging to your folds— you’d definitely soaked through your panties. Every ridge of his cock teased your clit precisely enough that it was clear he had released himself from his pants during some point of your slumber. The body has two reactions when you’re in the presence of something terrifying. Fight or flight. You’d come to the realization that breaking out of this man’s hold would be impossible without a fight but still, your attacks would be powerless in comparison so that wasn’t really an option either.
You stirred gently in his grasp to indicate that you had woken up. Without hesitation Uvogin leaned in for a kiss, his lips instantly overtaking yours. Less than a minute after, his tongue pried it’s way into your mouth and yours became sore from trying to keep up with his strong, overpowering pace. After a few minutes, Uvogin thought you were separating from the kiss for air. It made sense in his mind so he was completely taken off guard when you leaned your head backwards and head-butted him in his mouth. He was left with bloodied lips and much to your dismay, his grip on you didn’t let up in the slightest. The man smiled wickedly, showcasing blood-stained teeth.
��A fighter huh? Just my type!”
Uvogin turned the television off before kicking off his boots and heading upstairs with you settled around his waist, your hands clawing at his chest and occasionally slapping him across the face. Once in your bedroom, he tossed you onto your bed and proceeded to close the window, every step he took shaking the foundation of your house. The nearest object to you was a candle on your nightstand. You threw it, aiming for his head but he caught it mid air, setting it beside the windowsill. He began completely ridding himself of his pants, revealing his entire length that was colossal in size. You weren’t an idiot, it was clear where things were headed when the bed shifted underneath his weight.
“That little stunt you pulled will cost you. It’s still going to hurt anyway, that’s how it is with a guy like me.”
The night moon casted a shadow that made him resemble a monster; his teeth shining as he loomed over you. He was grinning from ear to ear like a predator who finally captured their prey. You were reminded again that up close, the man wasn’t as uneasy to look at… aside from the busted lip, courtesy of you. Hazel eyes. Pointed nose. Chiseled jaw. It was a shame you only met him through these circumstances.
The obvious comprehension you were outmatched in all sense of the word coaxed you to lift your hips as he peeled your panties off, tossing them aside afterwards.
“Deep breath, alright?”
He waited patiently for you to inhale deeply before pushing a single finger inside your cunt. The stretch was far more than you’d felt by your own fingers and even those of other partners. Bunching the sheets up into your fists, you tried ignoring the sting between your legs while he worked you open but your whines slipped out into the once tensely quiet room.
Uvogin attentively watched you for any sign of excruciating pain, knowing he had to take things slowly with you because of his size. However, having a woman panting heavily while clenching around him really tested the little patience he had. By the time he added a second finger inside, circular white flashes of arousal shrouded your vision. You arched your back because of the pleasure, wordlessly appreciating his dexterity while he drilled into you until he was knuckle deep, watching you mewl and grip his forearm as you came quicker than ever before.
He pulled out of you and examined his slick covered fingers before stroking his aching cock languidly. The need to take you right then and there was at an all time high; in his mind there wasn’t a single point in waiting longer. You took him by surprise when you took your shirt off and spread your legs wider for him, positioning your knees by your shoulders and reaching out for him to fill the space between you two.
Acting hastily was your biggest regret. He lined himself up with your slick heat, pressing his bulbous head against your entrance that wasn’t inviting to his size. How he was going to fit inside you was a mystery that would soon be uncovered. Uvogin gritted his teeth and sunk his erection into you inch by agonizing inch, hissing at how tight you were. Your heart was beating so heavily the vibrations drummed against your ears, drowning out the sound of him muttering what you could only predict was concern. His thrusts were short and powerful; the main goal being to bury himself inside you at a humane pace. You hiccuped in a sweaty daze until he was fully sheathed in your plush walls, stroking your cheek as a meek attempt of comforting you.
The position you were in had to be one of the least forgiving of them all. Majority of Uvogin’s weight snapped against the underneath of your thighs, knocking the air out your lungs from the driving force behind his ministrations. That’s not to say he didn’t feel slightly guilty since you and Mittens had been more obedient than expected but right now, this was about his pleasure so he blissfully ignored the look of exhaustion across your fucked out face. It didn’t help there was little for you to ground yourself with, making you reach out for him. When he leaned forward with hands on either side of your head, his body forced yours deeper into the mattress. The scent radiating off him was a blend of musk and blood. Disgusting, really, considering he hadn’t even washed off after committing crimes, your home most likely the location he immediately retreated to afterwards. Regardless, the monstrous cock your walls struggled to adjust around pushed the feeling of revulsion out of mind.
Uvogin continued to stuff your tight heat to its expanse at an unyielding pace, pressure finally breaking the tight coil that was inescapable. He formed a grin as he watched your body submit to him. His thumb rubbed small circles on your clit, your orgasm quickly transitioning from pleasant to overstimulating in a matter of seconds. Throaty grunts escaped him as his end came right after yours, his length pulsing in your walls; coating your womb with the lust he held back while on business. A few more slow strokes and he then pulled out of you, his throbbing member twitching while it rested against your stomach, leaking remnant strings of cum against your soft skin. You both made out vehemently, hands firmly gripping one another while you came down from your high, only separating from the kiss after you were completely out of breath. 
You excused yourself from the bedroom to clean yourself up, cranking the shower on to wash off and mull over the events that took place. Uvogin didn’t barge in as you expected, which gave you plenty of time to gather your thoughts before the water ran cold. The house was too quiet when you stepped out of the bathroom… ‘Maybe he fell asleep,’ you guessed.
A wave of disappointment ran through you when you realized he was no longer in your house. Evidentially based on your bedroom window that was wide open, it was clear he must’ve exited through there. It was 5:14 A.M, the sun hadn’t come up yet and your encounter with him went by faster than you imagined it would. You should’ve felt relieved and safe knowing he was gone but you slammed the window shut with enough force to prove that you were bothered by his unannounced exit. There was no time to ponder on his whereabouts when you were exhausted yourself. Mittens settled next to you as you got into bed, the two of you falling sound asleep within minutes. 
The sound of a loud thump against the floor woke you yet again, a repeated offense you were tired of. Mittens peeked his head up curiously. The sun was up, shining across Uvogin who closed the window behind himself, holding a black plastic bag in his hand and a case of beer on his shoulder. You sat up, blinking repeatedly. “W— what the fuck? Why are you here… again?”
Uvogin responded blatantly in a volume too loud for the early hour, “I went to steal the essentials since I’ll be livin’ here. Beer for me, food for the cat and ice cream for the lady!” He tossed the plastic bag onto your bed before placing the case of beer on the floor. You emptied the contents of the bag, feeling the mattress dip under his weight as he sat down. “Didn’t know which flavors you liked so I got them all.”
You stacked the cans of food for Mittens, impressed that Uvogin managed to pick out the exact brand you normally buy. He probably spotted them in your cupboard when he initially broke in or he just had an eye for grabbing the most expensive option on the shelf. The curious cat stepped closer to examine the tower, sniffing it before knocking it over with a firm nudge of his head. Uvogin laughed boisterously, scratching underneath Mittens chin; instantly winning the cats heart and therefore yours too. You sorted through the pints of ice cream he picked and all the flavors were options you enjoyed. Smiling to yourself, you leaned forward and kissed his forehead before ushering the items back into the bag for you to put away downstairs. Uvogin yawned, getting up to take his boots off before pulling the blanket back to finally get some rest. Your voice stopped him before he got under the covers, “The name is Y/N. If you’re staying, go shower first big guy.” You offered in a tone accepting of him calling your place home.
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phinkstotallywould · 8 months
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INCOMING RANT: maybe spoilers for some people,
I reappeared like a sleeper agent
So…. I…. I just did a catch up with the hxh manga. I don’t know who these people were specifically, or what that note said… But I’m angry now. the Phantom Troupe were so close to being the worlds greatest theater kids, till they were broken. And now my whole ass heart hurts. This is a play by play of my rant to my friends in the discord. It was a very mild and light reaction, as you can probably tell.
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Chrollo reminded me of Gon, so much so that it hurt my heart. Look at the hope in this kids eyes. LOOK AT IT!!!!!!
GOOFY!!! ASS!!! CINNAMON!!!! ROLL!!!
THE SWEETEST KID OF THE BLOCK!!!!
And Uvo’s goofy ass hair!!!!!
PHINKS HAD A GUMBY!!!
AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT WAS GOING ON WITH FEITAN’S HAIR!!!!
I need more of them as children, it makes me happy…. But also extremely sad.
Thank you all for coming to my Ted talk.
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pillow-anime-talk · 8 months
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For your event fluff 19 for wing from HXH plz
# tags: scenario; current marriage relationship; romance; fluffy shit; pregnancy; zushi, gon and killua as sweethearts; sfw
includes: female reader ft. wing {hxh}
author’s note: thank you so much!
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19. “I’m pregnant.” 
Wing was a really great sensei, and his attitude towards little ones was really sweet and melted your thoughts every day. So the decision to have a child came quite naturally between the two of you, and you were really happy as soon as you found out that a new life was growing under your heart. Your husband was equally pleased and immensely proud. He thought about his smol bean and whether they would be a talented hunter in the future, or maybe an equally talented person who would like to work as a doctor, archaeologist or as a florist. Everything seemed so new and interesting to the young man.
Will he be a good father? Does ge take good care of you during pregnancy? Is he mature enough to own a little version of you two?
Many thoughts were running through Wing’s mind, and he almost jumped as soon as Killua snapped his fingers, asking his teacher if he was okay. The man only nodded, giving much more attention to his three pupils.
{ ・゚✧ }
It was evening, the hour was late, and the three boys and Wing had just finished their hours of training and a serious conversation about the next floors of the arena. At about the same time, the four of them heard the sound of loud knocking. Killua sensed no bloodlust, and Gon could only hear calmly beating heart... or even two hearts. Wing, on the other hand, opened the door and almost immediately smiled slightly under his breath at the sight of you with a huge basket filled with food.
“Good evening everyone.” You said towards Zushi, Gon and Killua and Wing of course, then stepped a little closer while your husband closed the oak door. “I’m Y/N, your sensei’s wife. Zushi already knows me. Right, ‘Shi-chan?” You looked at the little boy and he immediately bowed. Second later you quickly asked him to lift his head and just come to hug you.
“... My name is Gon!” The boy in the green jacket and short pants looked in your direction, and then you spread your arms out more so that he would hug you too. He gladly took your silent offer, then felt that your tummy was much harder than that of a normal human.
“I am Killua.” At first, he was not willing to show any feelings, but seeing your joyful eyes and sincere emotions on your whole face, he timidly came closer, lightly snuggling into your warm body. “Are you okay, Y/N?” He asked, looking at your belly covered with the material of a light dress. You giggled.
“I’m pregnant.” You answered. “But let’s not talk about me, because I brought you some goodies and dessert. Ah, and call me ‘auntie’ or something like that.” You added louder, taking out of your bag several boxes of still-warm rice, fried meat, various kinds of vegetables, as well as a paper-wrapped chocolate and strawberry cake you managed to buy on your way to where your husband was staying with his three boys.
Wing may be a good father because of his relation with children, but you will be the best mommy in the world because of your care, love and interest in other living beings.
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masternenuser · 1 year
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Chapter 6: Sleepless Nights
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Slipping off your tattered black sneakers, you drag your sore, sweaty body over to the living room couch and lie down. A dull pain spreads from the top of your chest and down to your stomach, just the slightest movement causing aches to consume your weary body.
"Are you okay (Y/N)? Want something to drink?" Paku asks, slipping off her heels.
"You killed me today." You moan into the pillows.
"I know, I'm sorry babe, we should've stopped earlier. I didn't realize how much of a toll it would take on your body." She replies, sitting on the couch next to you.
Pakunoda rests her feet onto the table in front of the couch and closes her eyes. Today was your first time training with music and although it proved to be very effective, it was incredibly exhausting.
"We need to start working on your endurance. For now, we'll only do an hour with music, but soon we will need to have you do up to 4 hours... especially if you are to go on tougher missions."
"Ughhhh." You groan in response.
Pakunoda lightly smacks the back of your thigh and laughs. "Come on, get up. Let's get something to eat."
Slowly sliding off of the plush black couch, you force your legs to carry you to the kitchen as you let out a long disgruntled groan.
"What's wrong with you?" Shalnark asks, taking a bite from a bright red apple.
"We trained really hard today. I think I broke her." Pakunoda laughs, pulling out a bag of diced watermelon.
"Ohhh, that's fun! Do you want me to make you a smoothie?" Shalnark flashes you his classic smile.
Shalnark you bundle of joy.
"Yeah, sure that be great." You reply as you pull yourself onto the tall wooden stool.
He takes another bite from his apple and opens up the cupboard next to him, pulling out a massive jug of vanilla protein powder. You drowsily watch as he starts to cut up some strawberries and bananas. Sliding the slices of fruit into the blender, he adds a heaping scoop of protein powder and pours in a generous amount of plain oat milk (or your choice of milk really). Clicking the black lid into place, he presses the big green start button and a loud whirring fills the kitchen.
I'm so damn exhausted. I'm going to die.
Shalnark stops the blender, pours the thick pink liquid into a tall glass cup, and slides it over to you.
"Here, drink up. You'll feel better."
"Thanks, Shal. You're such a sweetheart." You reply and take a long sip.
This is so good.
"Anytime!" He beams.
"Shal, you're seriously such a sweetheart. We all love you Shal!" Pakunoda sings while hugging his waist, rocking him back and forth.
"Yeah, we love you so much Shal!" You exclaim as you gulp down your cold smoothie.
"Aww! You guys." He gleams.
"What are y'all talking about?" Machi asks while Shizuku follows her into the kitchen.
"How much we love Shalnark." Pakunoda replies, letting go of him.
"Aw, so adorable!" Shizuku smiles.
Pretty soon, Kortopi and Nobunaga walk into the kitchen and sit at the counter next to you. Kortopi starts swinging his legs back and forth and you lovingly pet the top of his soft teal blue hair.
"How was your day Topi?" You ask as he looks up at you.
"Good, I'm just hungry now." He replies.
"Do you want me to make you a snack?"
He nods his head and you smile.
"Hey, you need to rest. Stay there. Topi, I'll make you a snack okay?" Pakunoda interjects, grabbing a couple slices of bread.
Kortopi nods his head again and goes back to swinging his legs. Kortopi really started to grow on you; despite his appearance, he was quite gentle and kind. He always preferred to sit next to you and seemed to really enjoy whenever you played with his long hair. You never really had a group of people you could rely on, so being part of the troupe was definitely a new experience for you, especially the familial love that you felt for each of them.
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"Angel?" Chrollo calls out, gently knocking on your door twice.
"Mm yeah?" You respond, quickly pulling on a black tank top.
He opens the door and gently closes it behind him. Placing a small vase of red roses onto your dresser, he takes a seat on top of your bed and smiles.
"Aw, thanks for the flowers, they're lovely."
"Of course angel. How was your day? You must be tired." He asks patting the top of his lap.
Gently perching yourself face to face ontop of his lap, you lay your head onto his muscular shoulder and sigh.
"Yeah, I'm exhausted actually. How was your day? I haven't seen you since yesterday."  
Chrollo pulls your body into his chest and starts caressing your neck with small kisses.
"It was alright. Uvogin and Feitan got into a fight again, so I had to break them up."
You start giggling as he brushes his lips over your sensitive spot.
"Chrooo, baby that tickles!"
He lifts his head up giving you a mischevious smile. "Oh really?"
"Don't you dare."
Tightening his embrace around you, he plants multiple rough kisses on the same spot causing you to scream. Suddenly, your bedroom door is flung wide open and the three ladies are gathered around with their nen weapons drawn. Jolting your head up, you and Chrollo awkwardly make eye contact with them and offer them an awkward smile.
"OH GROSS!" Paku screams, quickly running out of the room.
Machi and Shizu snicker into their hands and follow suit, shutting the door on you and Chrollo.
"You should've locked the door!" You groan, lightly slapping his arm.
"I thought I did? My apologies angel. Seems like the ladies are quite comfortable with you... do they always come into your room without knocking?"
"Yeah, even if I'm changing. We all sort of just invite ourselves in."
"Interesting... Well, as long as you don't let any of the guys do that, I guess I'm okay with that."
"Oh my gosh, of course you should be okay with it Chro. I told you, they're like my sisters."
He leans back onto your bed and pulls you down with him.
"I know my angel... I know."
Laying your head onto his chest, you listen to his heartbeat and start to draw tiny circles on top of his chest.
"I have a question for you... How do you think we were in our past life times? Do you think we had good lives together?"
"I can only assume we deeply loved one another, I mean, the connection we felt when we first saw each other was too strong to be birthed from a shallow love. Ours runs deep, deeper than a simple 'I love you'; our souls have intertwined over millennias, exploring heaven and hell; to say we were only mere lovers is quite the understatement. There are nights in which I dream of our past and wake with cold tears in my eyes. Never has such beauty been presented to me before, the way our fate is always destined for one another... it is a masterpiece."
"You dream of our past as well? I actually had one of those dreams when I slept in your bed."
"Really angel? Please do share."
"Well, it's kind of hard to explain but I will try my best. In my dream, the setting was sometime in the 1800's. I was singing an aria inside of a beautiful concert hall, when suddenly my eyes locked with yours. You looked exactly the same except for your clothing and hair; when I locked eyes with yours, I felt chills run up my spine and my heart felt like it was about to explode. I felt exactly how I felt when I first saw you in the church. As I continued to sing, my aria became more complex and everyone else in the hall faded away. It was as if I was giving you a private concert. Before I knew it, the scenery changed and you and I were sitting atop a magnificent grass hill sharing secrets and gentle kisses. The sun was shining brightly upon your face and the wind was gently playing with your hair. When I woke up from the dream, I was audibly sobbing and I think you were taking a shower."
"Ah, I remember. I had woken up before you, watched you sleep for a while and then went to take a shower. When I came out from the bathroom, you were curled up under the sheets and I was wondering why you were so dejected."
You rest your chin ontop of his chest and turn your face up to look at him.
"Well, now you know. It wasn't a bad dream or anything... but like you said, it was so beautiul I couldn't help but cry."
"I have a proposition for you (Y/N)." Chrollo looks lovingly into your eyes and strokes the side of your face with the back of his hand.
"Tell me."
"How would you feel about moving into my room? You can still keep this room as your workspace and what not, but, I want you to come and share my bedroom with me. I don't think I can spend another sleepless night without you in my arms anymore."
I definitely saw this coming.
"Sure, but... isn't this going to be weird for the troupe? Are you going to tell them at all?"
"Of course I will tell them. Why would it be weird? They already know we are together angel." He aimlessly drags the back of his middle finger down your jaw and under your chin.
"I don't know, it must be weird for them seeing their boss in a relationship."
"It's not. They know my intentions and yours as well. Besides, our loyalty to one another is deeper than blood, so don't be anxious my beautiful angel. Let us enjoy this lifetime we have together."
Pulling yourself up closer to his face, your lips gently meet his, and a growing warmth spreads around your now glowing pink body.
"It's settled then. I'll help you move all your stuff into my room tomorrow."
"Okayyy." You beam.
"How about you and the ladies turn this room into a hangout spot of some sort? We can put some couches or a tv in here."
"Chro... baby that's such a good idea! I can't wait to tell them, they're going to love it."
"Good! I'm really happy you agreed to this. Finally, you will be the first and last thing I see every singleday. My heart is more than content."
"I-I love you Chrollo." You whisper.
"I love you more than you can imagine angel." He whispers back.
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writeformesinpie · 2 years
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Something Wicked
Chrollo x GN!Reader 
Summary - On your way home from work – late while most of the town is asleep – you find yourself surrounded by smoke that you can’t seem to escape all while stuck inside with a stranger. 
Genre - Horror
Warnings - Dub-con, choking, asphyxiation, smoke, fear of death, sexual tension, almost smut, in public (although there is no one really around) but outside in the middle of the night. 
Word Count - 1.8k
A/N - This is a drabble request for my impromptu 1500 follower celebration.
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   There’s a chill in the air tonight.
   The moon is hidden by ash factories and charcoal clouds. Looking away from the sky you fold your arms across your chest to block out the stiff breeze pummelling against your thin sweater, piercing your skin. Scurrying under a flickering street lamp, you can’t help but feel uneasy.
   After gulping down the crisp night air, you hold your breath and listen to the thudding of your heartbeat, the malfunctioning light, and the thud of your footsteps. No crickets? Not even the electric pulse of the modern world we are so used to?
   Who knew silence could be so terrifying?
   Rushing down the deserted street, your eyes dart from side to side as shadows play in the corner of your vision. Swallowing hard you rub at your neck in a feeble attempt to sooth your dry scratchy throat as the smell of burning rubber, no, burning hair reaches your nostrils, the smoke quickly surrounding you. Batting at the scorched air with a flimsy flick of your wrist, you fold over and hack up the foul vapour, trying to cough it up out of your lungs.
   Who would be working this late and what the hell are they trying to dispose of?
   Despite your sputtering you jog across the street and continue your quick pace on the other side of the road. You need to get as far away from this building as fast as possible. Whatever is going on over there is none of your business. You just want to get back home, have a long shower, crawl into bed and try to forget this night ever happened. You never should have left. Filling in at the last minute for one of your co-workers seemed like a great idea at the time. You needed the extra cash, that's true, but the walk home after the buses had stopped their ventures for the night didn’t seem worth it.
   As the smoke starts to thin out your steps become less frantic. The breeze has changed directions and is no longer blowing it directly towards you. With each new breath the aching in your chest alleviates a little more until you finally fall back into your original rhythm. The beating of your previously erratic heart slows and you almost feel at ease. Almost.
   Something’s off. The air is clearer here, the smell of smoke almost completely gone. The darkness is punctuated with spots of light from the street lamps and although that should make you feel safer it has the opposite effect. The shadows are dancing just out of your line of sight and it has you on full alert.
   After all, aren’t those footsteps you hear behind you?
   Holding your breath you tread lightly and confirm your suspicions. There is someone behind you. Did they start following you after you left the factory or are they like you, just on their way back from work at this ungodly hour?
   The tapping behind you quickens. You’re too much of a coward to look. What if they’re dangerous? They are close enough now that you can hear them breathing. Is this really how you’re gonna die? In a shitty forgotten town on the edge of every map? A murder that doesn’t even make the front page – or worse, a missing person who doesn’t make the side of a milk carton. Just another lost in a sea of the misplaced.
   No. You won’t go out without a fight. Turning on your heel, you hold up your hands in balled fists ready to attack and let out a guttural howl.
   Nothing.
   The street’s empty of everything except the echo of your primal scream. The buzzing has returned: the sound of the electricity lines above you. Had the power been out? Circling the spot a few times you squint, staring into the darkness around you, but there’s nothing out there. Swallowing hard, your throat still dry, you turn back towards your original path and gasp.
   How many times had you spun around and seen nothing? There was no way your eyes had skimmed past him. Danger. The hairs on the back of your neck stiffen as you feel a shiver roll down your spine. Danger. The word flashes on repeat inside your mind. Danger.
   He’s under a blinking street light. Broken, like everything else in this town. His hair is slicked back, his neck and shoulders flaring out with the feathery white fur attached to his long dark coat. His chest is bare. He’s ripped; there’s no way you can overpower him. He has a cross tattooed on his forehead which means one of two things: he’s a nice religious boy, or he’s a complete cultish freak. You’re betting on the latter.
   Shifting one foot back, you shift and pivot, twisting around to sprint back the way you came, flight reflex in full force. Each step taking you further away from the eerie mirage brings you closer to the smoke you had just escaped. Running on tired legs, your knees scream out in frustration. After being on your legs for the last few hours they are running on pure adrenaline. Literally. You sneak a look behind you. He’s still there. He hasn’t moved. He isn’t following you.
   Fire convulses within your chest and you wheeze, desperate for air. Bending over you gulp and huff, frantic for air as your body tries to recover from your little stint. Pins and needles crawl up the back of your legs until they almost swirl in your chest. What is in that smoke?
   Taking your time to let your breathing and heart settle before you straighten, you look towards the stranger but the smoke is blocking the way. Frowning, you swat your hand at the mist-like substance in a feeble attempt to move it. There’s so much of it now. You glance behind you then frown.
   You can’t see anything, only the smoke.
   You turn on the spot – a full 360 spin – and still can’t make out anything. Is it better to go and check, see if he’s still standing there or to try and get further away?
   No way you’re going back towards that stranger. Although, now that you’ve spun around so many times inside the grey wall caging you, it’s hard to know if the way you’re facing is indeed the way back to him or the way back to the diner you just left. Gritting your teeth as tears sting your eyes, you barrel through the smoke, each step feeling heavier than the last.
   The smoke doesn’t end. There is nothing but smoke. There’s no left or right, no up or down, there is only smoke.
   “What the fuck is happening?” The words are whispered as you crouch down to see if it’s thinner at your feet. It isn’t.
   “Where are you trying to run?”
   Jumping, you stumble and almost land on your back. Instead you jut your hands out to steady yourself. Tiny pieces of gravel stick to your skin as you propel yourself back up. There’s no one here. No… There is someone, you just can’t see him. Can he see you?
   Holding your hands out in front of you, fists clenched, you inch your feet to the left, each step deliberate as you take your time to search the area. You still can’t see anyone.
   “Who’s there?”
   “What did you see back there?” The voice is behind you but when you turn there’s only smoke.
   “I didn’t see anything,” you say, swiping at the air in front of you in a half-assed attempt to find the stranger. It’s no use, the smoke is too thick. You won’t be able to see him until he wants you to. “Just smoke. All I saw was smoke.”
   “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” His voice is alluring, warm and inviting, each word almost a song on his lips. “Like a symphony.”
   “What?” Can he hear your thoughts? You spin around several times, eyes frantically searching the thick grey.
   “The smoke. It’s gorgeous.”
   He’s behind you. His voice is close enough to tickle your neck. Needing to turn yet not wanting to look, you stay still and tell yourself it’s because you don’t want to move, not that you can’t.
   First you feel the heat of his body consuming yours from behind, his whole being trying to overpower you with its mere presence. It’s a battle that you lose, relaxing against him, your back against his chest. Next you feel his fingertips dance up your arm and across your collarbone. Heat spreads from your cheeks out to your ears as you let his hungry hands explore your skin.
   “You know the difference between humans and puppets?” He curls his fingers around your neck and squeezes.
   “No,” you choke out the word as your throat air constricts.
   “Neither do I.'' He chuckles, his second hand assisting the first. Your lungs are screaming for air. Water springs to your eyes as you claw at his hands. He doesn't budge. When you try to kick your eyes widen and your heart races as you realise they won’t move. Your legs are limp.
   Growling low within your raging chest, you reach out and dig your nails into his face with every last bit of strength you have. He tuts but lets go. You slam to the ground with the majesty of a drowned rat.
   “How interesting,” he purrs, pulling you to your feet. His lips curve into a sinister smile before they crash down on yours. As you press your weak arms out against him, he engulfs you in a tight embrace, one of his hands tangling in the nape of your hair while the other grips tightly at your waist. His lips are desperate, hungry.
   “Humans are–” he stops to chuckle, looking down at you and you notice your clinging to him like he’s a life jacket and you’re stuck in the middle of the ocean. Your leg is wrapped around his waist, your mouth slightly ajar and waiting. What is this mystic hold he has over you? Is it his smell? Intoxicating, a hidden treasure buried beside a brook in the middle of a jungle, his scent is foreign and carnal, yet somehow also sweet and sticky.
   “Humans are what?” You try to imbue distaste in your voice but instead it comes out as a hoarse whisper.
   He kisses down your jaw, ignoring your question. You breathe him in, cotton candy and musk, a combination that should make you sick yet somehow has you on the edge of desire instead. Slamming out a hand to stop him you realise you’ve made an error. Skin on skin, the heat rising between you both. You look up at him, eyes wide as heat spreads past your face and down throughout your entire body. If the muscles ripping under your fingertips are anything to go by, he takes care of his body. Letting your fingers drag across his naked skin you can’t help but wonder what his skin tastes like.
   “Humans are very amusing,” he says, his hands cupping your ass, forcing you to swing your legs around his body to balance yourself. “Amuse me some more.”
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thedancefloorsilly · 2 years
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omg if requests are open.. can i request Kurapika with a gf who has an online shopping addiction and confused Kurapika just sees packages just keep arriving every single day <: i thought that would be a cute request!
Kurapika with a s/o who has a shopping addiction
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STOP ITS THE WAY I LOVE THIS REQ im literally an avid online spender ik this all too well LOL,, enjoy qt :3
info ; fluff, gn s/o, maybeeee some errors im not the proofreading type !!
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- As someone who doesn’t really spend his time making use of the luxuries of online shopping, kurapika just never really acknowledged the greatness of literally having the power to buy anything that lays your fingertips by just one click.
- You on the other hand, are most DEFINITELY the opposite of this man. 
- Kurapika knew very early on about your shopping addiction, receiving little hints from things you had said in past conversations about it. Of course, he didn’t really think of it as anything at first. 
- That was until he had gone to your house the first time at the beginning of your relationship and saw the MOUNTAIN of boxes stacked outside your front door... having packages full of clothes and shoes and jewelry and other materialized goods just practically awaiting for your arrival-
- Speaking of boxes,  later on when you and kurapika moved in together, he REALLY got to see this spender side of you from the inside. He really doesn’t understand how almost every day there’s just a new box waiting for you??? 
- There’s also just so many questions he has in his head like how do you have the time to find all this stuff? Where do you even find all this stuff? And especially what are you getting this time??
- But of course you’re not selfish with your spending, you occasionally buy stuff for kurapika that you think he would like!! and of course he’s always like “you know you really didn’t have to get this for me” but deep down he’s very appreciative :))
- And of course, it might take him a while to FULLY get used to it... but if it makes you happy (and you have the funds for it...) then who is he to try and say otherwise? 
- Plus, whenever you buy a whole ton of clothes, he lives for the mini fashion shows you give him!! the confidence you exude when you try on something that fits you perfectly is very attractive so to say...
- Not only that, but your affinity for online spending will occasionally rub off on him?? Seeing how much scour the internet for things you like makes him curious if its really worth the hype?? 
- Although he might not be an avid spender like you are, he does come across some nice things here and there!! so with your ways you could say that you introduced him to something new :))
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attackurheart88 · 4 months
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How would Hisoka, Chrollo, Kurapika and Killua react to a dominant and possessive reader? They would like to? and I mean in every way lol, everyday life and nsfw
Killua is a minor aged up or not so I’ll be skipping his nsfw. Thanks for your understanding.
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Hisoka
• He likes it
• Hisoka will often flirt with others just to rile you up
• Seeing how angry you get when other women or even men touch him
• turns him on (everything does)
• Hisoka is used to taking that role in any relationship, so to find someone like himself attracts him
• The two of you would be that lovey-dovey couple that everyone envies.
• You match each other's energies
• Each of you wants to control and dominate the other
• He thinks of your possessive side to be really sexy.
• And often pushes to see how you’ll punish him later
• Which comes in the form of whips, knives, and wax play.
• Hisoka is tied to the bed while he endures every scar and wound you leave on his body
• It's only after a few hours of pain and orgasm denial that Hisoka is forgiven until next week
Chrollo
• Doesnt mind it
• You’re devotion to him will serve as a pawn to play
• He knows he can trust you with anything without you ever turning against him
• Sometimes you scare him
• If push comes to shove and he wants to break it off he fears for his life.
• Secretly Chrollo likes how dominant you are
• It can be exhausting to constantly being the one to make decisions and put on a brave face
• Having you take that role sometimes gives him a sense of comfort
• In the bedroom the two of you switch back and forth over who will be in control
• One second you're on top the next you're on your knees as he takes you from behind
• The look on your face in tears begging and pleading for more underneath him is a huge ego boost
• Knowing you behave the opposite of a submissive person
• Chrollo will relish any situation where he has power over you
Kurapika
• Doesnt like it
• Kurspika is extremely independent and often takes the leadership role in any situation
• Having a partner who obsesses over him will make him feel uncomfortable at first
• Your dominance might even scare him
• Once he gets used to your behavior he slowly allows himself to enjoy it
• Part of him believes he doesn't deserve to have someone who cares about him so much
• He should be alone and focus on this goal of killing the Phantom Troupe. It would be the safest option for you and anyone he cares about
• But after your insistence on not leaving him alone and finding ways to follow him and assist him in some way
• Kurapika has no choice but to let you in
• Kurapika wouldn't admit it but coming home to you pushing him in the bed and having your way with him is the highlight of his day
• After a long day of work and stress Kurapika doesn't want to think
• Having you take the reins and tell him what to do feels so right
• He likes it when you tease him
• Him tied to the bed as you fuck him hard and play with his nipples
• It's perfect
Killua
• He feels on edge at first
• Killua feels like you remind him of his brother
• Trying to be in control and limit him all while saying you care
• He would argue with you constantly
• He isn't a fan of being told what to do or being the “submissive” one in a relationship
• You taking charge of initiating PDA or any romantic gestures makes him get shy and embarrassed
• He would always find a way to return the favor and get even
• Killua can be really petty
• If you tell him to do one thing he will go out of his way to do the opposite just to feel like he has some control
• When it's late or Killua is in a good mood he puts up less of a fight
• He’ll let you be the big spoon
• Or drag him around letting you take charge
• It's times like that Killua really feels like a child and enjoys the feeling of being taken cared of
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morallygreyyn · 1 year
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y/n: “target is dead, payment requested.” that’s it? that’s your assassin speak?
illumi: i said he’s dead, what more do you want?
y/n: it was a little dry. you could’ve said something like “target has been neutralised.” y’know? “the crow flies at midnight.” that’s always cool
illumi who’s not impressed: hmm
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kimbap-r0ll · 7 months
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Hello, i have a request for phantom troop(you dont have to do them all) finding out that one of the only reasons the reader joined was because they have a younger sibling to look after, and needed the money. This can be platonic or romantic (i leave this in your hands) feel free to ignore me. Have a nice day/night.
Ooh, this is interesting, thank you for the ask! I think I'll just pick and choose the characters, I'll go with Pakunoda, Chrollo, Uvogin, Machi, Feitan for this one! Also the relationship will be romantic for this too ^^
Pakunoda, Chrollo, Uvogin, Machi, Feitan with an s/o that joined the troupe to support their younger sibling
Pakunoda
At first she was a little surprised since it wasn't like most of the troupe cared about money. However, I feel like out of the troupe she's the one that will understand you the most because she also tends to be someone that cares for others almost like a mother
She won't judge you at all, and if other members of the troupe have something to say about your situation she won't hesitate to talk back to them. She won't throw insults, but she'll definitely give them a stern reminder that the troupe is meant to be open to anyone and everyone that can make it
If you ever happen to show her your younger sibling, Pakunoda will probably be your sibling's favorite person in no time. She tends to be super caring and chill at the same time, so I doubt kids will hate her haha
Overall she doesn't mind your reason for joining since joining the troupe alone makes you above average in skills and it means you were more or less accepted by Chrollo's standards. If you happen to be looking for a place to stay however, she'll definitely say you should move to Meteor City where she's from
Chrollo
He won't judge you, he's extremely open-minded and has no issue with you wanting to look after your younger sibling. He might have some questions as to why exactly the troupe was your choice though since it's such a dangerous team
I doubt other members of the troupe will talk badly about you in front of him, but in the rare case it happens he doesn't stop them with words but rather gives them a cold stare. It's enough to shut them up before Chrollo talks to them about it in private
If you need a helping hand, I feel like he would be super happy to help! Though they don't look like it, I feel like all members of the troupe have a soft spot for kids. Chrollo's super chill around your sibling too, they might ask when you two are getting married haha
Similar to Pakunoda, he may offer you and your sibling to come back to Meteor City if you two aren't already living there.
Uvogin
He might ask you why you then decided the troupe would be where you wanted to stay when you could've been doing something else like a job in regular society or a hunter, since you clearly have the skills to become one. However, after you give your explanation, he'll be like "yeah I'm actually really happy you're part of the team, means I get to see you more often!"
He's the type to throw fists when other members of the troupe look at you disapprovingly. Most troupe members won't care tbh, but in the case that they say anything he'll have no trouble jumping on them :/
The cool uncle that your younger sibling always wanted! He was probably the one that asked if you wanted him to help you out at home. If you really need any extra help outside of troupe antics, he'll be there!
He doesn't really care about money but at the same time he does understand that you need to help out your sibling. He'll do what he can to support you, but most importantly he won't judge you for your reasons of joining the troupe
Machi
She honestly didn't really mind when you revealed your reason for joining the troupe. "As long as you aren't some crazy clown trying to fight Chrollo you're good," she might say, giving you a friendly punch on the shoulder
She isn't really like a mom-friend, but there have been times where she felt like an elder sister to some of the troupe. Because of this, she's actually just as protective of you and of your sibling as well. She's super caring, it's honestly really nice!
Machi won't fight against other troupe members calling you out or looking at you disapprovingly, but she will definitely give them a stare and maybe throw a mean insult in their direction. The only person she won't do that to would be Chrollo, but honestly the leader probably doesn't mind your situation at all
She asked if you wanted to move to Meteor City if you weren't already there right after you said you needed to take care of your younger sibling. I feel like she thinks it's the safest place since she grew up there, but in the end she's open to anything that you want and will be there to help you out
Feitan
Out of these troupe members he was probably the only one that thought it was a little weird at first. You were scared he would tell you it wasn't right for you to join the troupe, but he was more confused rather than upset at your situation.
However, he hides that he thinks it's admirable you're throwing your life at risk for family. It's sort of like what he saw in Meteor City, and perhaps what the troupe is doing to support the children back where he's from. He has a soft spot for kids, he won't show it though
He probably said he didn't want to help you out when you were with your younger sibling, but when he showed up at your door you knew he was probably lying about hating kids. He turns out to be really chill, sometimes even cute in your eyes. If you tease him about it he might get a little upset though haha
He stands up for you in the case any troupe member thinks what you're doing is wrong. They likely won't, but if it happens he has no issue pulling out a weapon and throwing it in their direction. He cares a lot about you, and now that he knows there's someone you want to protect, he'll do his best to help you out
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wandererbf · 1 month
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How they would note that they love you
(English is not my native language)
Characters: Chrollo and Feitan
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Chrollo Lucifer
• I think Chrollo would realize that he loves you when he saw with his own eyes that when you said you would die for him, you were serious
• You met when one day to another you arrived in Meteor City, even without telling him about where you came from he accepted you with open arms, so you were part of the Spiders from the beginning (you two meet at 14, if I’m correct is when he created the Spiders)
• Maybe the fact that you were already strong from a young age made him want to know more about you, maybe his curiosity may have led to his near death once or twice, but none as close as when your family found out where you were and went behind you
• Some years later, maybe when you two were 16, your older sister, Shinriu, came after you but as she was never a fan of physical aggression she preferred to threaten you first. She chased you for a while and saw you with Chrollo back and forth. well she has her target
• while Chrollo walked alone through the city, going to his usual meeting point. Shinriu captured him, then sending his butterflies in the direction he was going, knowing that you would get the message.
• As soon as you saw the red butterflies you knew what happened, running away and leaving the rest of the group without knowing what was happening, this may have been a mistake on your part but you were more worried about Chrollo than what could happen to you
• when the butterflies disappeared was when you could see your sister standing next to Lucifer's dead body, it made your blood run cold, but soon after it started to heat up like coal. You activated your nen, being an expert you could control blood if you drank some of the person you wanted to control. Without looking for a direct explanation, her eyes already told you what you needed to know
• Ultimately you managed to hurt your sister, not lethally but enough to make her angry. and god knows it's not good to irritate someone like her As you approached her, she sent her last attack that she would use here, sending a swell of carnivorous butterflies to the black-haired one on the ground, and honestly, your body moved without thinking.
• In seconds you jumped in front of the boy letting your skin be devoured, this would leave a scar but nothing that you wouldn't survive, but it certainly hurt. After that, your sister backed away, knowing that there was no point in trying to bring you back by force.
• Then you carried him to where the rest of the troupe was, and you should have seen their shock when they saw that situation. the only person really hurt was you since Chrollo had just been erased, but without any real injuries, you on the other hand...
• Even though you were hurt, you sat next to the bed where Chrollo was lying, and when he woke up you couldn't have been more scared than seeing his arms and neck bandaged.
• "Did you really fight your sister because of me?"
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Feitan Portor
• Honestly, I don't think he even imagined he could love someone like that😻
• At the time they met, the troupe had already existed for a few years, but Chrollo thought it would be more dynamic for him to have infiltrators in the places he wanted to rob/invade, and that's where you come in
• because of the place you lived in as a child, always full of aristocrats as your family was too, you always had the best contacts to get ahead in life, and of course your ability to manipulate and intelligence were always what helped you the most, but that doesn't matter now
• Chrollo had sent you and Feitan on a mission to investigate what all the items in Yorkshin's auction would be, and since you two seemed close he didn't see why not send you together
• everything was going well, you were sitting next to Feitan at a table with the biggest supporters of the auction, although you didn't like it, sometimes your last name helped you in your missions, and that's why you got a schedule there at the table, but it was also It's risky since even if they didn't know you were with the Troupe there's always the chance that one aristocrat could outsmart the other
• That's when you started arguing, maybe it was at that point that everything went downhill
• If you asked me the reason for the fight, I would say it would be because the aristocrats didn't want Feitan there with you
• Even though you said he was your bodyguard and that you didn't want to be without him by your side
• That impressed him a little since You knew how to handle yourself and it was obvious that you were only doing this to continue being in his presence, and he knows how you lead the troupe beyond your will, so to risk so much for something so simple was impressive
• Remember when I said I thought everything had gone wrong at that moment? I think I was wrong, as everything really went wrong when the man in front of you raised a gun at you as he thought you were planning a coup and the boy next to you had a camera, not that it was very wrong but I think the man went crazy
• you could feel Feitan's bloodlust almost physically, his eyes were glued to that weapon, even though he knew that a mere weapon couldn't kill you, he was still enraged, and he had NEVER been that way for any other person in the Troupe
• When you activated your nen Feitan had already ripped off everyone's head in the room, you looked at him a little curious since he could have merely tortured the guy, get the information and then kill him. Since he didn't do anything much, why Feitan killed him so quickly?
• On the end he rolled his eyes when he realized the reason for feeling all that anger
• "I don't think it's a problem to just take whatever comes up at the auction, and anyway he was boring as hell.." - he said red, but it was obvious that you couldn't see it since his mask covered most of his face
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spaceydoo · 1 year
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about me:
ੈ✩‧₊˚ my name is irene !
ੈ✩‧₊ i’m 91 years old 🔄 !
ੈ✩‧₊ my favorite anime is hunter x hunter !
ੈ✩‧₊ i’m shy but can warm up to people easily !
ੈ✩‧₊ i’m pretty lazy tbh !
ੈ✩‧₊ i live off of smut !
ੈ✩‧₊ obsessed with benimaru shinmon !
ੈ✩‧₊ i have a dog named pluto !
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what to expect:
╰┈➤ loads of smut
╰┈➤ maybe some fluff ? (request stuff if u can i’m new to this)
╰┈➤ big dick energy men
╰┈➤ MANY errors throughout my stories
╰┈➤ some drabbles, short stories, headcannons, etc
╰┈➤ and just genuinely not giving a fuck about opinions <3
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age limits for my blog:
┊͙ ˘͈ᵕ˘͈ there is none! anybody can read it. remember it is a safe space! (if you like smut)
┊͙ ˘͈ᵕ˘͈ while there is no age limit please be informed if u are a minor i am not responsible if you aren’t aware of my story contents. you have been warned (p.s. i always say if a story contains smut or not in the beginning)
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stories i plan on making in the near future (not guaranteed):
✎ naruto x sick reader (fluff)
✎ luffy x jealous reader (smut)
✎ toji x co-worker reader (smut)
✎ eren x popular reader (smut/fluff)
✎ todoroki x girlfriend reader (fluff)
✎ benimaru x milf reader (smut/fluff)
✎ gojo x stripper reader (smut)
✎ feitan x horny reader (smut)
✎ bakugo x bratty reader (smut)
✎ ban (seven deadly sins) x bar tender reader (smut)
✎ rin (blue exorcist) x lonely reader (fluff)
✎ arthur (fire force) x girlfriend reader (fluff)
✎ and much more !
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finished stories:
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ sad hours benimaru x reader (fire force) smut
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ make him moan feitan x reader (hunter x hunter) smut
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ girls need love too ace x reader (one piece) smut
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ blurred visions ban x reader (seven deadly sins) smut
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ till death do us par- oh wait shinra x reader (fire force) fluff
masterlist:
*ೃ༄ coming soon..
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