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bwabys-scenarios · 1 month

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Tethered(NSFW)

Yandere!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

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warnings: dubcon, Kurapika is delusional and obsessive, oral(f!receiving), breeding kink

A/N: My Yandere!Kurapika is super soft… sorry he’s not mean or crazy, he’s only a bit paranoid and obsessive

Yandere NSFW: @lightshowerrr @jungtoast @nenggie @aliceattheart @pannacottababy

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Kurapika never enjoys chaining you up. Not only is it humiliating for you, but he hates seeing the fear and panic on your face when you can’t move.

But it was necessary today, unfortunately.

The day had started out normally. He held you in his lap, giving the top of your head soft kisses as he enjoyed his tea and a good book. You were very compliant, even leaning against his chest, into his touch.

He should have known something was up with you then. You were buttering him up, leading him into a false sense of security. Kurapika truly believed that things were getting better, that you had finally accepted your place by his side, and that maybe… you had even started to love him too.

But he had been wrong, and the truth was enough to break his heart.

Because of your good behavior as of late, he had decided to take you out on a date. You had been laying down hints that you were interested in the aquarium that had opened up in town, and it had been months since you’d last been outside of his property.

The small cabin and garden were nice, but you were getting beyond bored of it. Kurapika believed some time outside may lift your spirits, and even help the two of you bond.

He should have known better.

You were acting like the perfect little girlfriend, holding his hand, letting him explain to you the biology of some of the undersea creatures you passed by in the aquarium, and even sweetly sharing an ice cream cone with him.

It was near the end of the tour when you started looking around, squeezing your legs together.

“Are you alright?” Kurapika asked, his brows knit together in concern.

“A-ah, I’m okay… I just need to use the bathroom…”

Usually, that would have made him suspicious, but you had drank two bottles of water during the walk. He could understand that your bladder just be full, and he was calmed when he noticed you seemed embarrassed to ask him for help. You really did need to use the bathroom.

“Alright, I think I saw one near the exit.”

Kurapika guided you to the bathroom, squeezing your hand and leaning into whisper into your ear. “My angel, you have 5 minutes to get your business done with. Am I clear?”

You nodded quickly, shifting your weight. “Y-yes! Can I go now?”

He sighed, letting your hand go. Even when he was sure there was no way for you to escape, letting you go in public made him irritable. “Hurry.”

He watched you go, smiling slightly when you squeaked and avoided eye contact with any male that came within 5 feet of you. Kurapika wasn’t the type to kill anyone that came near you, but someone touching or talking to you was a different story. You were keeping others from getting hurt, something he found sweet.

If only you knew the amount of people he had killed on your behalf. Maybe you would be so complacent when he curled up with you at night.

Kurapika leaned against the wall, glancing down at the time on his phone. It had been 5 minutes already, and you had yet to walk out. Since it wasn’t busy and people often mistook him for a woman, Kurapika decided to walk in and get you himself, or at least check on you. He didn’t want to embarrass you if you had a stomach ache, so he used In to cloak his presence.

He just didn’t expect to see your plump ass wiggling and squirming as you tried to escape out of a small window.

Kurapika was less angry, more heartbroken and disappointed. He had assumed the two of you were finally getting to the point where he could trust you a little… just for you to try and escape.

“Seems you can’t be trusted, (Name).”

He watched as you flinched from the sound of his voice. It didn’t feel good to know you were afraid of him. “I hope you know this means you won’t be going anywhere anytime soon. You’ll be staying home until further notice.”

Kurapika was well aware that you knew running from him when you were in his line of sight would result in him swiftly catching you, so he waited for a moment for you to pull yourself out of the window and walk back. If you were good and stayed quiet while he drove you home, he might even forget this silly little attempt. It was unsuccessful after all… no harm, right?

But you stayed there, and he could see your thighs starting to tremble slightly from having you stand on your tippy toes to reach the window. Your entire upper half was outside…

“I’m… stuck…”

Kurapika blinked, glancing from you to the bathroom door. “You’re… stuck? Really? You didn’t think this through at all.”

“J-just help me!” you yelped, though you immediately backtracked when you felt his aura frow cold. “P-please, Pika.”

The use of the nickname you had given him before he had kidnapped you, when the two of you had been dating and in love made him calm down immediately. You didn’t use it often now, only when you really needed something or when you were in trouble. Even though he knew it was just to soften him up, he gave in every time.

He just wanted you to call him that again, for you to love him again.

“Alright…”

Kurapika walked forward, eyeing your wiggling hips with his scarlet orbs. He may not be furious, but he still felt anger and betrayal at your attempts to get away from him.

Did he not give you a carefree life, where you wanted for nothing and was pampered like a princess? Hell, the blonde had recreated your room from home to make sure you were as comfortable as possible when he kidnapped took you away.

His hand grabbed hold of your hips, squeezing the fatty flesh. It reminded him of the times before he took you, when he would hold onto you right as he fucked into your soaking cunt, whispering words of love and worship. You were his everything, and he did all of these things to keep you safe…

Couldn’t you see that? Couldn’t you understand that behind all of his actions that may seem cruel and unfair, that he did it all for you? Kurapika had thrown away his moral code, sacrificed sleep and time all for you.

Maybe he just had to remind you how good it felt to be with him.

He started off with a soft caress to the small of your back, slowly moving his hand to cup your ass. You let out a yelp, your wiggling increasing. “K-Kurapika, what are you-“

He squeezed harder, his thumb rubbing against your clothes cunt. “Quiet. You just need a little reminder, my angel. You won’t want to leave again after this…”

Kurapika bent down, lifting your skirt to get to your panties. He couldn’t help the pride that swelled up in his chest when he saw the wet spot already forming. Just his touch could get you like this…

“Oh, my little angel… is this why you’ve been so restless? Been missing me?” he muttered to himself, giving a soft kiss to your clothed pussy. “I’m sorry… I wanted to give you space to get used to your new home, I should have been taking care of you better.”

You could only whine, feeling his hands easily pry open your thighs. Your panties were ripped off, tossed to the side so he could get to your pretty, dripping cunt.

“How I’ve missed you…” he said softly, giving your pussy a soft kiss. “I love you so much… let me take care of you, like I used to…”

You were barely able to hold back your moans as his tongue lapped at your folds softly, finding your clit within seconds. He couldn’t help smirking when you pressed your pussy against tongue. You wanted more, you were just too shy to say it… right?

He sucked softly on your clit, his fingers teasing your hole as you panted. “P-please…” you whispered, your legs shaking. Your face was hot and you were starting to sweat, the outside air muggy from the small rainstorm earlier that day. “Need it…”

And he complied, fucking you on his fingers. His other hand kept a hold of your hip as his tongue lapped softly at your clit. “Whatever you want, my angel. Anything you ask for is yours…”

Kurapika kept at it until you cried out his name, moving your hips to meet his fingers. “G-gonna-!”

You came, making a mess on his hand. He didn’t mind at all though, feeling a sense of satisfaction as he licked away the mess. “There we go… you must feel better now, right?”

You nodded, but he couldn’t see that so you answered softly, still recovering. “Y-yeah…”

It did feel good… but you still didn’t want to be trapped with him. You had loved Kurapika once, and maybe you still cared for him to some extent, but being kidnapped and forced into isolation where he was your only company would drive anyone insane…

“I wanna… go home…” you murmured, feeling him pull your panties back over your ass. He seemed to enjoy taking care of you like this. Dressing you, brushing your teeth, doing your hair… even though you could do it all yourself, he insisted on helping you.

Maybe he wanted to feel useful so you would willing stay with him. A willing lover was much better than a captive one.

As he tugged your skirt into place, he grabbed your hips and easily pulled you out of the window. You sighed in relief, though that didn’t last long.

You felt the familiar cold sensations of chains wrapping around you, keeping your arms pressed against your side and unusable. You had been hoping he wouldn’t punish you since he had been so sweet.. but it seemed your actions were still enough to at least slightly anger him.

“Since you can’t be trusted, you’re going to stay like this the whole way home. And when we’re back…”

He formed a chain on her wrist that linked to his. “You’ll be tethered to me at all times, until you can learn to behave.”

He seemed weirdly excited about this, his face nuzzling softly against your neck as he walked you to his car.

You were starting to realize this was less of a punishment for you, and more of a treat for him.

Well… at least he seemed happy and wasn’t staring at you coldly before leaving you alone for months. That was the usual punishment. Isolation from even him. When Kurapika was the only human you received human contact and interaction from, it was torture being ignored.

So you counted yourself lucky, only pouting a little at his clingy nature.

‘Surely she understands my love and devotion to her her now.’

He deluded himself into thinking everything was okay… you were by his side, letting him hold you close as the two of you were linked together by the short chain.

In reality, you didn’t want to move away from him and get him in a sour mood after your behavior earlier. So you stayed still and quiet, your face slightly warm as he muttered those same words of adoration that you’d hear every time the two of you made love.

Your heart was beating fast, even though you didn’t want to feel these fuzzy feelings. You still loved him, forever tethered to him whether you liked it or not.

Escape was looking less and less likely… so instead of thinking about it too much, you tried your best to relax, feeling him harden against you.

Would it be so bad to have sex with the man that stole you away from the life you had before? He had been your boyfriend, and god you were too horny to even think as he tugged your panties to the side.

“You want this?” Kurapika asked, his cock rubbing against your needy pussy.

“Y-yes, please Pika!”

And he couldn’t deny you… not when you were begging for him.

His thrusts were messy, full of need and desperation for you. Kurapika had missed this, missed being inside of your warm, tight cunt. It had been months since he had last buried himself inside of you, days before your relationship was changed forever due to him stealing you away.

It felt so good, the both of you feeling all the tension fading away as you were able to focus on nothing but the feeling of your bodies joining together.

“P-Pika!”

His heart pounded in his chest when he heard you call for him. There was no underlying motive, you just wanted him, wanted him to hold you and make you feel good like he did before. You still loved him so much, it hurt. It hurt your very sole to be so reliant on someone that stole your freedom.

“I’m here… shh…”

He quieted you with a kiss, his tongue dancing with yours as you came. Kurapika couldn’t help the way his cock twitched inside of you as he thought about the possibility this creampie could get your pregnant.

One of the things he wanted in life was a family, to continue the Kurta clan bloodline. And you, panting softly after coming down from your high, were the only one he wanted to make a mother.

“Let’s get you cleaned up…”

Kurapika carried you to the bathroom, undressing you. Before, he may have been flustered at the sight of your naked body, but he had been dating you for nearly three years… if you counted the 6 months you’d been held captive with him.

Your body still made him blush, but it was familiar, warm. Safe.

After a quick bath, the two of you curled up in bed together. You didn’t have much of a choice considering the chain keeping the two of you tethered, but even if you weren’t tied to each other, you still would have wanted his comfort after sex.

“Did so well…” he whispered, kissing your forehead. No matter what you did, Kurapika was always so gentle with you.

You could kick, yell, bite, insult him, and scream at the top of your lungs, but he would only restrain you and hold you close. His touch was never rough or meant to hurt you…

“Tired, Pika…”

He hummed softly, his thumb stroking your cheek. “Sleep. I’ll be here, like always.”

It was meant to reassure you, but the thought of never being able to escape him still made you uneasy. Even if you did love him, even if he made you feel good and fuzzy inside… your freedom would still always be out of your reach.

Regardless, it had been a long day, and sleep took you without any consideration for your feelings.

As you dozed off, Kurapika just watched you. He was hopeful that soon enough, he would no longer have to keep you chained for him.

All he wanted was for you to stay with him, to be happy by his side…

And as you slept, curled up in his arms, he smiled softly.

You would always be with him, safe in his arms and away from the nasty outside world full of hate and misery.

He would keep you happy, make sure you were never hurt in any way. His mind couldn’t rest when you weren’t by his side… he needed you just as much as he needed to keep you safe.

Kurapika’s eyes grew heavy, and he knew that soon, he would join you in sleep. He could rest easy, knowing that his darling was right here with him, content and asleep.

“I love you, my precious angel. I hope you know that…”

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mysandwichranaway · 1 year

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what are you smiling about, idiot. You just got the shit beaten out of you

#some midnight leopika #yeahhh i love to draw these guys being soft so much #also i read a fic that made me remember love is real again so i had to #you know. Draw something tender #sandwichart #leopika #leorio paladiknight #kurapika kurta #hunter x hunter #fanart

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vivi-scera · 8 months

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"Five years ago, were you the leader when the Troupe slaughtered the Kurta of the Scarlet Eyes?"

1.Lifecycle of the Mole-Woman, Kim Fu. 2. @ceonnibal, twitter. 3. A Letter to Maria Casares, Albert Camus. 4 & 5. @WAGO_00, twitter. 6. [you fit into me], Margaret Atwood. 7 & 13. @qingqiye, twitter. 8. Jawab al-Kalfi, Ibn al-Qayyim. 9. @kishibe. 10. The Erl-King, Angela Carter. 11. @se_5eeeee, twitter. 12. For Girls Who Aren't Interesting in Being Easy on the Eyes, Fabiola 14. Bad and Beautiful, Beau Taplin. 15. @ChibuNyam, twitter. 16. Heart to Heart, Mer_Curia (me!!)

#in honor of september 4th ofc #kurokura #chrollopika #hunter x hunter #mine #also like shameless fic plug at the end there but who gives af #i've got two more motifs in mind for them but i'll do a mellonear one next #also might be setting off a bomb by putting this in the main tag but take it up with togashi!! it's not my fault i see his vision #no pun intended #but realistically this will get like 3 notes making my fic insertion far less cringe 🙏🏽#kurapika #chrollo lucilfer

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tokaritoo · 10 months

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here is my work for this @hxhbigbang23 ! it was an honor to work with the talented @moscca and create the cover art for a hxh meets magnus archive story. please check it out, you are going to be blown away

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caecia · 1 year

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tender leopika… happy valentine’s day everyone

#leopika #leorio paladiknight #kurapika #hunter x hunter #hxh #art #tbh wish i had smth more polished to post but thesis has been kicking my ass lately #also oueeeheeheeehee dialogue from my other fic two doors down

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timothvy · 3 months

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kurapika expression practice + silly peeks

#“and thats quite the conclusion don'tja think?”#*closes procreate and opens google docs*#i mean i am writing a leopika valentines fic #kurapika kurta #my art #hxh fanart #hxh 2011 #hxh kurapika #hunter x hunter #kurapika fanart

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seiyuna · 11 months

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Update: Skeleton Flower, Chapter 7

Pairing: Kuroro/Kurapika

Rating: M

Summary: Kurapika dies.

He gets one more chance to make things right.

But this means preventing a massacre from ever happening, finding companions he has yet to meet, and fraternizing with an enemy—who isn’t truly his enemy anymore.

Read here: AO3

Featuring art by justliling

#kurokura #chrollo lucilfer #kurapika #hxh #hunter x hunter #fic update #wow two fic updates in one week from me #art

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rikastral · 30 days

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1 Thing

Kurapika x Reader Hello, this is the first piece of fiction I've ever finished writing, it's rather short, but I hope you enjoy (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡ This fic is based on 1 Thing by Amerie, so give it a listen (◡‿◡✿) If you have any comments as to how I can improve my writing, please do let me know Thank you for being here, and thank you to my best friend for proof-reading despite not being in the fandom ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ ̀ˋ

Your cheeks slowly turned red as you remembered what had happened earlier. You fell face first into your pillow and let out a muffled scream. “Why is he so cute?!” you gushed as the memories from earlier flooded back into your brain.

Kurapika had accompanied you earlier at the beach. Being a popular singer meant that you had to have security 24/7, and that was what he was - your personal bodyguard. Kurapika had only been working for you recently, as you did not feel the need to have a personal bodyguard until a few months ago when your new album picked up and you became an overnight sensation.

You were softly humming as Kurapika and you walked side by side. “So”, you looked at him with a delicate smile plastered on your face, “do you like the beach?” Despite being together most of the time, you did not really know much about the blonde walking by your side. He turned to face you and tilted his head forward, his brows furrowing slightly, “It’s my first time visiting one,” he answered nonchalantly after a few seconds.

His answer caught you off guard - you couldn’t believe that it was his first time at the beach. You wondered what kind of life he must have led to not be able to visit one of life’s wonders until now. “Well,” you grinned at him, “Let’s make your trip memorable!” You swiftly grabbed Kurapika’s wrist, not giving him time to act, and pulled him to shore just enough for both of your ankles to be submerged in the sea. “Isn’t it beautiful?” you asked, facing the sunset, then towards him.

Kurapika’s lips curled up to a soft smile as he looked towards sundown; he nodded, his usual gray eyes reflected the color of the sky which basked in hues of orange, pink and blue - he looked like an angel. You felt heat rising to your face as you gazed at him with awe. Since when was he this handsome?

Desperate to dissipate the feeling, you splashed water at Kurapika, breaking his concentration on the sunset and catching him off guard. “Miss [y/n],” he starts, but you did not let him finish his sentence, “This is the memorable part!” You continued to splash water at him, giggling, and before long he allowed himself to do the same.

“He looked so angelic,” you recalled his face in the moment, hugging your pillow more tightly, wishing it was him. You had never seen Kurapika like that, and damn was his smile, laugh - it wasn’t just one thing, everything about him was simply charming. You fell back onto your pillow and swung your arms wildly. You couldn’t sleep, not when thoughts of Kurapika were plaguing your mind, so you decided to let your emotions do the talking instead.

Kurapika stood before [y/n]’s room. You had not stepped out of your music room since this morning, busy playing the piano. You had even locked the door, obviously not wanting to be disturbed. He assumed this was just your creative process, but for some reason, he could not help but get worried. He knocked softly, the sounds of the piano coming to a stop. The door opened, and your [e/c] hues peeked out, puffiness under your eyes as you had not slept at all.

“Is there anything I can assist with, Miss [y/n]?” he asked, remaining stoic in voice, however his brows were knit with concern. You furrowed your eyebrows and thought hard before brightening up when you came up with your genius idea.

Without uttering a word, you gently held onto his wrist and dragged him into your music room, ushering him towards your piano seat. You plopped down your piano bench, and patted the remaining space, gesturing for him to take a seat beside you. Kurapika nodded and sat beside you, and as soon as he did, you started playing the chorus of your newly composed song.

The airy notes and your beautiful voice filled the room. Kurapika was always in awe when he’d watch you live, but he never had the chance to fully take-in how soothing your voice was due to his duties. When you had finished, he clapped delicately and offered you a light smile.

“What inspired you to write this song?” he asked, purely out of curiosity. You grinned brightly at him, a blush plastering your face, “You,” you answered. Oh man, were you awfully honest when you’re sleep deprived.

#hxh #hunter x hunter x reader #hxh x reader #kurapika #kurapika x reader #rika's fics #fluff #i adore kurapika i seriously do

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thatwasntverycashmoneyofme · 1 year

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𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗒 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀

❥𝗌𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗍 : 𝗎𝗏𝗈𝗀𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽. (𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍 + 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿)

{ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 — 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗉𝗏 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗎𝗏𝗈 𝗌𝗅𝗎𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗎𝗍, 𝖽𝗈𝗀𝗀𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝗒𝗅𝖾, 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗅𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄 (𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾), 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗌, 𝗈𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉, 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗎𝗏𝗈, 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 (?) }

You let out a sharp yelp as Uvogin fucks you into the hotel bed, his hands held your waist as his fingers indented the pudge of your brown tummy.

You clawed at the sheets as you cry out, the force of Uvo’s hips hitting your ass as his heavy dick pounded into your little pussy, stretching you out so painfully good.

If he wasn’t fuckin you dumb with each thrust you would’ve had half a mind to be quiet or tell him too, but you could never tell Uvo to be quiet cuz he’d just snarl and say “Me be quiet? What the hell for? Don’t want your boytoys to hear? Huhh? Don’t want them to know who’s fuckin’ you right now?”

And he’s so stupid because hes stubborn and one track minded, first off he’s the only one you’re fucking with and he knows this, but you can barely get out any words between his rough pumps and your sobbing. “It’s kids… on this ffuck~ level.”

There was no room left for questioning if people heard you, your voice was already beginning to get hoarse, but at least it lasted longer this time. He paused making you let out a breath of relief from his harsh movements, you could feel his fat dick throbbing as it rested comfortably in it’s always tight sleeve.

You turn towards Uvogin hearing the most spine chilling sound as he laughs looking into your puffy eyes, you wore a pout on your lips as if you’d been crying for hours (and you have because of him) he finds you more beautiful than ever in that moment and you should be terrified.

“Ohh that’s the problem huh princess? You wanted some rugrats runnin’ round? Fine I’ll give you my brats.” Before you can even open your mouth to rebut he’s pulling out and slamming into to you taking away what little breath you have. “S-shit~ NO~ Uvooo~ fuckk me.”

He pulls your arms from in front of you holding you up by the crease of your elbows. “I f-Fuckin am princess. Ya want more?? Alright then soo greedy!” Your head hangs, braids falling out of the ponytail that wasn’t Uvo proof, and you’re pretty sure you passed out for a good five seconds before you heard the beast above you laugh.

“Holy shit! You squirted just from that?” “Ugghh Uvoo~ daddy~ you’re in my fuck~in tummy. Y-you’re a fuc~fuckin beast.” He smirks his ego going into overdrive as he pulls you up, one monumentally large hand going around your neck tilting your head to look at him, the other covering the whole of your stomach.

“Yea I fuckin am ain’t I? A fucking beast? The only one that could fuck this tight pretty brown pussy? Huh princess? Answer me!” Your eyes partially left the back of your head as you nod dumbly, whines of yess barely incomprehensible leaving your lips as he fucks up into you.

He opens his mouth letting his tongue fall and licks all over your cheek to your lips, where he sloppily kisses you licking up the drool that fell to the corner side of your mouth. “Fuck yea princess. Always holding me so tight. Gonna lemme fuck my kids in ya? Get ya nice ‘n fat with my brats? That’ll keep those fucking punks away from my pussy won’t it?”

“Yesshh~ fucckk~” You slur making him grin. “Then cum on my cock so I fuck you full of my brats.” You let out a lot high pitched whine, abiding as your body trembling with release, you can feel the dull stinging sensation of a cramp starting to form before it diminished.

The sounds of skin slapping and the slickness of both your cum fills the whole room, but not louder than Uvogin’s rough but stuttering thrusts. “Holy fuckk~ princess. Better keep all of me in this pussy or I’d have to fuck you til I cum again.”

He slapped your ass and adjusted his hands to grip your hips pulling you flush against him, you fell into the bed your face on the covers, hair surrounding the pillowy white sheet and knees rooted on the bed.

You couldn’t, scratch that, wouldn’t take Uvo’s words lightly, it was a fucking threat, you’re not gonna let him fuck you like this again without any real breaks might I add. He let out a loud growl, his mouth by your ear, the bed braking and the wall dented in as pieces of the plywood fell.

“S-shit~ fuckk yea princess.” He let out a thunderous growl as he spilt his hot cum into you. This is the third time Uvo came, y’all had been fucking since early afternoon it was now late at night, you lost count and had no sense of time after your fourth orgasm.

And you hate him forreal cuz his libido and stamina is extremely high, and the fact that he’s a beast, makes him think he should actually be fucking like a damn animal.

You trash talk him in your head as he pulls out, loudly groaning, flopping next to you on his back, hands behind his head in a relaxed position as if he’d just started on a ten month paid vacation.

You’re laid in the bed like Winnie the pooh resting your head onto your arms getting comfortable, Uvo looks at you a satisfied grin in his face. “I should get you one of those baby pee sticks tomorrow. Bet that load definitely got you pregnant ‘magine our brats going ‘round causin’ trouble everywhere.”

You hum nonchalantly eyes drifting to his as you heard him snort. “Fucked ya so hard your voice is gone huh?” You roll your eyes scoffing lightly, sticking up your middle finger causing him to bark out a laugh.

“Now if those men talk to ya when everyone, by now, knows you’re mine I’ll kill ‘em.” He removed his hand rubbing his rough, scarred fingertips lightly on your cheek. You roll your eyes not even finna get into it with this man when your voice can barely function, he continues to talk rambling himself to sleep.

“And when our ankle biters get ‘er imma train ‘em to attack anyone that tries to hit on you…” You giggle catching his hand in yours as it fell from your face.

‘Such a fucking idiot’

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What about Chrollo and Kurapika with a writter s/o headcanon? Thank you >v<

Aya, hey reader, thank you for the request, oh love these two, I would take any of them!!! Let's write your headcanons, hope you enjoy 💓

CHROLLO AND KURAPIKA HEADCANONS

Chrollo lives for the Phantom Troupe, for him this is the only way to go. But if one were able to break into the heart of the devoted leader, it would be quite a feat.

Chrollo would still be devoted to work, but once you wrapped him in the chains, not of death like Kurapika, but of love, he would be handed over to you. Although before he didn't care much about whether he was going to live or die, it's like Chrollo's personality, your existence causes a desire for protection. In his mind, from now on, he needs to do this job.

You would always be escorted, but only by the more centered of the troupe. And updates of your every step would be required from them.

No, Chrollo wouldn't shove you into a dirty hole where the troupe gathers. You would be oblivious to it. Being with a wanted has disadvantages.

You would have to live with a certain absence of Chrollo sometimes, who wants to not put you in any situation that could be used against him. And if someone discovered your whereabouts and threatened to kill you, Chrollo would without hesitation do the impossible to save you, if there was no way out, he would ask for your life in exchange for his own.

On the other hand, we would need a better word than luxury to describe your situation. Chrollo would bathe you in wealth. You would be extremely spoiled. And when he had the opportunity to be with you, he would be affectionate and seductive, and handsome as he is, it wouldn't take much effort on his part. When together he would cover you with kisses and hugs, smiling in a naughty way knowing about his power how he always get what he wants.

And in case you ever went against his opinion, Chrollo would just smile and use all the manipulative power he possesses to get inside your mind. Until his will was fulfilled.

Chrollo would not be insecure in a relationship. But depending on the level of love he feels, leaving him wouldn't be a good idea.

Chrollo is a leader by nature, and he knows how to direct things to happen according to the plans he has. With you the effort would be channeled, leaving you at the mercy of the head of the Phantom Troupe's tender arms.

Love him, it's not an option. But well…this it's not that hard, isn't?

Revenge is the angelic man's reason for living. Kurapika works hard to do justice. But when crossing your path and falling for your grace, he would have an existential crisis.

Revenge is something that seems to cry out for him. But questions such as. "- Would that bring them back? Is this a sign that I can follow a different destiny? Questions of this nature would torment Kurapika's head. That he would only have moments of quiet by your side of the brave member of the extinct Kuruta clan, with you moments when Kurapika would feel something inside of him filling his being more than an emptiness in his chest.

Simple things that you did on a daily couple basis between the self-imposed missions that Kurapika would perform, would make him just fall more and more. Ice cream, outdoors together, all this would lead him to rethink your safety and his own.

After all, he has thought of something special about your future...

He continues to be careful and eliminate members of the Phantom Troupe without you knowing, because in his opinion, you would try to stop him, which would be true.

But he becomes cautious, as the desire to get back to the one he loves would increase, becoming a necessity.

Kurapika would be wary of displays of affection at first, but if you're the type who loves to show how much you love through caresses, he'll sooner or later discover a side of you he didn't think so exist. He would develop affection and crave your touch. The run of your fingers through his golden hair, the small, long kisses, the light bites on his neck would make him blush and feel overwhelmed in passion and desire. But at some point he would realize that without it he could no longer live.

Yes, he would complete his revenge. But after that, surely a ring would be on your finger. In addition to all the love he's sure he feels, because as we know, Kurapika isn't the type to have doubts about his decisions.

He would also love you with one goal in mind, that of restoring his own clan, when choosing someone, he would be old romantic and faithful for life, and definitely devoted to his family proudly.

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cat3ch1sm · 1 year

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Alright, first things first, I hope you are doing fine and stay positive for anything in your life, I don't know you but stay safe and healthy^^

I kinda feel bad bc I have already requested from you and I don't want to pressure you.

But I need more Kurapika context bc I have already read everything about him on here and I wanted some more

Okay, onto the actual thing now😅

I still remember that scene when Kurapika comes in the hotel with the scarlet eyes on gift package and that idk-remember-his-fucking-name rich dude which he punched later (or before?😅) started talking shit and then he said "Idc who I kill right now".

So like, what if the Reader, who has no moral compass or anything( like a Zoldyck), gets seriously enraged and starts punching and kicking him until Kurapika tells them to stop (I love the clueless with morals x no morals and entirely devoted to them)

Take your time, I don't mind, and stay safe and sound ^^

Love ya🦋

🌿~ hello, my lovely insect hashira! don’t feel bad for requesting again, you can send as many requests as you’d like. here’s your request, ily<33

☕️~ also sorry if some things aren’t totally accurate to the actual scene and stuff😭been a minute since i watched that particular arc

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ gender neutral reader (may be fem!leaning), mentions of violence and blood ahead

It was a dark night- literally and figuratively. The sky was a deep shade of blue, and it was almost midnight. But Yorknew City was far from at peace. The notoriously terrifying and powerful group of thieves known as the Phantom Troupe, or the Spiders, had just unleashed a brutal attack on the city’s largest underground auction, resulting in the disappearances and the deaths of hundreds. The whole city was in a state of chaos and panic, and the mafia group you worked for’s job was to be in the center of it- despite the state the city was in, you still had a job to do, and against all odds you’d managed to pull it off- along with your colleague, Kurapika.

Regardless of the success of your particular task, the walk back to the hotel was silent, the mood between the two of you grim. You were shaken by the loss of several your coworkers and the carnage you’d witnessed, while Kurapika, walking beside you, carried the item you’d won at the auction close to his chest, his eyes not even visible behind the shadow cast over his face. Inside the small box he held were the Scarlet Eyes- one of the only pairs left following the massacre of his family, the Kurta Clan. Despite how you may have been feeling, you knew for a fact he felt worse, knowing he was carrying the eyes of a dead family member, their memory disrespected and tarnished by the greed of the mafia.

Neither of you said anything while you were walking, the mood so heavy it seemed to weigh down on your throat, preventing you from speaking. You wanted to say something to soothe Kurapika, but you knew that really, there wasn’t anything you could say to help him, and you felt very sad for him as you watched him with his head low and his aura despairing.

It was then, though, as you two were crossing a bridge, that you saw a silhouette in front of you. It was Zenji, the short, pudgy man with a big nose and glasses that had been pestering you and Kurapika earlier as Nostrade’s bodyguards, appearing over and over again just to criticize you two and mock your skills and how young you both were, calling you both incompetent. It wasn’t necessarily a surprise that he was there all of a sudden, but you knew that it was absolutely the wrong time for him to be here. You stole a glance over to Kurapika, wondering if he saw the man in front of him, but his dark demeanor didn’t change, and he simply continued to walk.

As you two got closer to Zenji, neither of you acknowledging the man’s presence, he lifted his beady eyes and fixed them right on Kurapika. “Bastard.” He scoffed, his eyes narrowed. “You think you can just walk away?”

You figured he was talking about Kurapika’s blatant dismissals of Zenji’s insults earlier, and how Kurapika had punched him after he got a little too cocky. You guessed Zenji’s ego (and nose) had been injured, and now the idiot was here to get even. But Kurapika just kept walking, still ignoring Zenji. You knew he was in somewhat of a catatonic state after gaining the Scarlet Eyes, and you didn’t want this guy to agitate Kurapika further. So you chose to not engage simply for Kurapika’s sake, even though every muscle in your body screamed to beat this man to the ground.

He turned his attention to you now. “You too. Neither of you are getting off easy tonight.”

It took everything to not reply to Zenji, but you knew more drama tonight wouldn’t be good for you or Kurapika. So you didn’t acknowledge him, either.

Zenji was clearly agitated by being ignored, his jaw clenching as he let out a growl. “Tsk…”

Still no response from either of you.

Zenji, reaching his limit, finally reached for a gun strapped into his belt and pointed it at Kurapika, then you, then back at Kurapika. “Stop before I blow your heads off!”

“Move.”

The sound of Kurapika’s voice seemed to startle both you and Zenji, both of you turning abruptly to look at Kurapika. His voice was low and ominous, sending a chill down your spine when you heard it.

Zenji’s eyes widened with fear and fury, and he cocked the gun at Kurapika. “Don’t be-“

“Just stop.” Kurapika spoke again. Just then, you noticed an odd light from the corner of your eye- and when you hesitantly turned your gaze to Kurapika, you felt your stomach turn at the sight. His eyes were glowing a menacingly deep red, his hair hanging in loose blonde strands over his shadowy face. There were no words to describe the raw fury in his expression, and Zenji stumbled backwards in surprise, letting out a fearful gurgle.

“I don’t care who I kill right now,” Kurapika intoned, the glowing of his eyes only getting brighter and brighter as his rage increased. “And it might as well… be you.”

Zenji’s whole body was shaking now from pure fear, the only thing leaving his mouth incoherent croaks. The aura Kurapika was radiating was so intensely foreboding and malevolent that, even if it wasn’t directed at you, you couldn’t help your blood from running ice-cold. But once the trepidation settled in your stomach, you felt the anger begin to bubble up in your own mind. For someone to drive Kurapika to want to kill without cause… to awaken his fury like this- as Kurapika moved closer and closer to Zenji, who was frozen in his place, you knew instantly that you couldn’t let Kurapika go down like this. Zenji simply was not worth it.

And before you knew it, you found yourself flying at Zenji, fists raining down onto the man like a merciless hailstorm and your feet slamming into his doughy body with as much force as you could manage. Both you and him crashed to the ground, Zenji grunting in pain with every hit you delivered to him. You didn’t even really know what your goal was; all you knew was that you wanted to hurt him, swinging at the most painful areas you knew of: pummeling at his mouth, eyes, nose, and kicking at his crotch. Blood and saliva flew from his mouth as you managed to knock out a tooth, and his already injured nose began gushing blood like a waterfall. You clawed at his clothes and shattered his glasses, everything but a blur in front of your eyes.

Then, abruptly, you felt someone grab you from behind and yank you harshly from Zenji’s battered body, but you were still swinging, not ready to let him go. Zenji scrambled backward on all fours, blood staining his face and tie and his suit full of rips.

You struggled violently against the hands that held you back, twisting and thrashing in every way possible to try and break free, falling to the ground and taking Kurapika with you. “Y/N! Y/N, stop!” Kurapika shouted, keeping his grip on you despite how much you fought him. “Stop it!”

For a moment the words didn’t register, the only thing on your mind being Zenji, but when your rage-clouded mind cleared you remembered Kurapika’s voice, finally stopping your struggling. Kurapika let out an exhausted sigh. “There you go. Y/N, it’s just me- restrain yourself, alright?”

When you finally looked up at Kurapika, breathing heavily and body still heated with fury, his expression had faded from his previously seething one to a more melancholy expression. The anger was still there, of course, his eyes still a luminescent scarlet- but as he looked at you, you didn’t feel the anger as you had felt it earlier. You allowed your body to relax, slumping over a bit with your head resting on his chest. You both were sitting in the middle of the street, Kurapika behind you.

“Why did you stop me?” you asked, sounding exhausted yourself. Your fists were bruised, achy, and stained with Zenji’s blood. “I thought- I thought you wanted to kill him.”

Kurapika exhaled again, breaking eye contact with you and staring straight ahead. “It was just a warning, really. I couldn’t kill him because the repercussions would get in the way of my goals for the future.”

“So why didn’t you let me do it?” you pressed, genuinely perplexed. “I have no such compunction. I could’ve just killed him.” Your jaw tightened. “God knows he deserved it.”

Kurapika looked back down at you, the storm in his eyes settling a bit. “I’m not letting you kill anybody, Y/N- and certainly not him. He isn’t worth it.”

“Well, I don’t care,” you protested. “I still could have killed him. He doesn’t have any right to do anything he’s done to you.”

Kurapika didn’t say anything for a while, but when he looked back down at you, he had a smile on his face. Not quite a happy one, but not quite unhappy. “If I let you go after everyone who’s ever caused me pain, you’d be dead. So… just don’t worry about me, alright? And don’t do that again.”

You frowned, but reluctantly nodded. “Fine...”

Kurapika sighed again and wrapped an arm around your shoulders from behind you, letting his arm rest there. He didn’t move, the box containing the Scarlet Eyes sitting beside you. You just let him rest his chin on the top of your head. It seemed to help.

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