#Yan! Feitan

[mamayan]

YANDERE! FEITAN PORTER X DARLING!

TOUCH

⚠️ This is a work of fiction with content I do not condone in reality. This is not meant to encourage or represent any type or sort of conduct. This is merely just fantasy ⚠️

MDNI•18+

Trigger warnings!

This work contains: Yandere content/intentions•NSFW•Kidnapping•Holding against will (darling)•Cursing•Mentions of abuse/torture•Stockholm Syndrome•General depravity•Obsessive tendencies•Sexual acts (consensual but darling is psychologically not sound of mind to be consenting, so somewhat dubcon)•Oral•fem darling•Somnophilia

You have been properly warned and notified of what this work contains. If anything above offends or triggers you, please do not continue reading. Don’t make me waste my time writing all this out only for someone to read and get offended when all the warning literally tell them what is in this. You reading this confirms you are 18+ years of age, meaning a consenting adult agreeing to proceed and consume this content, do not come after me or report me because you aren’t capable of managing yourself.

I appreciate support and love from anyone viewing and enjoying my content. Thank you♥️ I freakin’ love this 1999 anime artwork of Feitan!

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Time suddenly seemed to become irrelevant.

The days passed in a mundane blur, and at some point, everything seemed worthless.

He mentioned in passing that it was November now, though you’d stopped asking the date a few months after your imprisonment. You stopped talking nearly all together these last few months. You couldn’t be entirely sure the last you’d spoken more than a word or two in response to his questions. His own speech minimal, though occasionally you’d catch a glimpse of his chattier side. Even that still couldn’t be considered talkative, more of a normal amount of speech when in a conversation. You haven’t seen that in a while either, maybe it disappeared when you’d stopped your own blubbering and whining. You didn’t ask questions at all anymore. It was pointless and had little meaning.

He sat in his usual spot.

Perched in the corner of the room, eyes sharply trained on your form as always.

His eyes used to unnerve you, riddle you with anxiety and fear of what he was planning. What he might do. What he will do.

It mattered hardly at all at this point.

You’d senselessly begged once, for it all to stop and for him to just kill you already. That’s what he must’ve had planned in the end, for what else did he want with you? An object to admire?

It seemed mad in it’s own way, that thought. Your questions of something or anything personal went unanswered and occasionally punished with weeks of isolation. It was better not to pry.

Asking for mercy and a faster death only brought a wrath you didn’t know lay inside him down upon you.

It was the first time he became physical with you, touched you more than was the bare minimum of necessity. He was surprisingly warm. Except his touch at that time was anything but the usual gentleness you now realized he used with you. His unforgiving grip on your face as he dragged you to your knees, the absolute agony of having your jaw fractured. The pain was unbearable, and even now left phantom pains radiating down your body. He’d dragged you out the front door, for the first time in what seemed to be forever.

Outside was duller than your mind remembered.

You’d been thrown into a vehicle and taken somewhere new.

You’d never wished to take back words more than you did that day. He’d dragged you to some sort of… torture facility. Chained you in a corner and left you there for hours on end. Nervous and frightened, you waited and waited. When he did return, it wasn’t alone. Someone you’d never met was dragged in, strapped down to a table.

Feitan had never really demonstrated anything so frightening before. He’d been somewhat volatile and brash, but the sadistic side never revealed itself like it did that day.

A day turned into several, and for nearly a week you were made to watch his sessions as he called them. Where he’d laugh like a maniac as he turned living humans into creatures you pitied more than yourself. He’d wipe their blood on you, smile as you trembled and begged for it to stop.

When he finally heeded your pleas, he asked a question that left you numb.

“Still want to die?”

You didn’t want to die anymore, at least not by his hand. He knew no mercy. He had no grievance tearing someone apart and from the inside out. The events that followed spanned longer than you bothered to keep track of anymore. He brought you back to your “home” where you were kept locked away. You had a bed, blankets and pillows, clothes and food, clean water and hygiene products. You’d never appreciated a bed like you did that first night back before. The softness and warmth you felt made tears roll down your cheeks and you had thanked him for returning you. It was the first genuine gratitude you’d ever shown to him.

You glanced up from the TV running a show you barely processed to catch his gaze. Those grey orbs holding emotion you couldn’t name or had never seen. He was always so still, and his porcelain features gave him the feel of a doll. For a moment, you merely held his gaze, feeling oddly calm and panicked all at once. Why you felt panicked didn’t make sense, nor why you’d feel calm in the presence of what seemed to be the Grim Reaper himself. The only movement he made to acknowledge your attention was a slight quirk to his brow. His usually ignored but always open book in his hand closing. His face mostly covered left you little to go off to how he felt. You’d gotten somewhat good at interpreting even the tiniest hint of emotion from him, but currently with your own frazzled feelings, figuring out his wasn’t working.

Your legs were pulled to your chest, arms wrapped around them as you settled into a protected fleshy ball. The blanket on your shoulders helping ground you slightly.

Only a little.

“What?” His voice was raspy, his own lack of use evident.

It didn’t sound annoyed, though you could just be misinterpreting this entire interaction.

It felt odd to speak, your mouth slightly cottony and dry, but the urge in your chest felt strangely compelled to say his name.

“Fei” You’d judged his voice, but your own was just as bad.

His eyes widened slightly, though aside from somewhat visible surprise, you were in the dark on how he’d feel about a nickname. You’d given your captor a nickname long ago, though never voiced it aloud. Feitan… Fei felt less threatening.

Feitan is darkness and fear. Feitan tore your life away from you, terrorized you, imprisoned and controlled nearly every little aspect of your life down to your very diet. Feitan is the infamous torturer of the Phantom Troupe.

Fei… well, in your own mind, Fei had become a fictional sort of character. Fei was gentle, Fei listened when you spoke or rambled, and in your dreams Fei would touch you. You hadn’t felt much of any contact in so long, and the last time had left a physically and psychologically painful memory behind. In your dreams, Fei would hold you, touch and caress, Fei was quiet but powerful. You knew it wasn’t healthy, but nothing happening to you or around you was healthy. The mental sickness and insanity most certainly was tickling around your mind.

You’d tested boundaries early with Feitan.

Screaming, kicking, fighting, escape attempts, refusal to eat or comply… were all met with isolation and revoking of privileges. Asking for death was met with nightmares and aching pain that still bothered you when it was too cold.

You’d tried manipulation and coercion, neither you excelled in though. Feitan may be quiet, and occasionally his grammar is less than exemplary, but he is no fool. All attempts ended in… nothing. He did absolutely nothing. He was like a stone wall, impenetrable. Even now, you knew nothing of his intentions. Your only guess at this point, as out of place and ridiculous as it may sound, is companionship. He likely saw you as a pet of sorts, like one might “rescue” a cat off the street. The treatment you receive is rather similar too. In his eyes, maybe you were just like a cat to him. A weak kitty he plucked off the cold streets and gave a warm home. It used to be a thought which invoked fury, but now…

You wished he’d commit to all acts of a pet owner. This included giving affection. You craved it. Missed it. Needed it. Something. A weird and warbled voice in your mind said you’d even accept the negative attention if it meant he’d put his hands on you again. It’s a suicidal thought, but even as his gaze narrowed, you couldn’t stop your body.

He’s silent as always, as you uncurl from your position you’d taken as your usual way to cope. Holding yourself helped, but it’s be better if someone else did it. He didn’t make any indication your nickname offended him.

Shaking, you stood on weak legs and began a pursuit of something you’d never thought you’d even entertain. He was across the room, and while he was by no means a big man, his presence could be suffocating when up close. Gracelessly and with little tact in your actions, you approached until you could smell him. He always smelled like mint and something metallic. For once, the thought of the underlying scent being blood didn’t bother you. He smelled nice, and while his entire body language was closed off and reserved, he still hadn’t even twitched.

He just kept observing you.

Even as you sank down to your knees in front of where he sat.

Those sharp eyes followed you the entire way. When the realization of what you wanted to do came, you weren’t bombarded with the expected humiliation or shame. There wasn’t guilt or disgust like you used to feel when these feelings would arise.

Maybe it signaled you were too far gone to save anymore.

“Fei” his name left your lips again, and for the first time, his rapt attention felt good. It felt good to have him so focused on you. You watched as his head tilted slightly, his face hidden but you could somewhat fantasize about a soft smile playing on his lips behind the fabric of his collar. His favorite jacket always a staple in his clothing collection.

“What?” The way he asked proved he wasn’t revolted at your proximity. He didn’t seem to be asking what you were doing, but rather why you called his name.

“Touch me?” Though you’d phrased it like a question, it bordered precariously on being a demand. You probably looked ridiculous, kneeling at his feet and staring up at him like a sick puppy looking for even the smallest amount of attention. You should be avoiding him, trying to get away, doing anything but this. The only thing you felt though was fear of rejection. That he’d cackle like he does on the phone occasionally, with someone named Shalnark or Phinks, or like he did when he removed the hands of an artist and found humor in the irony. He didn’t answer immediately like he normally would with a direct question. This couldn’t possibly be considered a personal question that he enjoys avoiding, it has only to do with you.

“Please…” you sounded pathetic, even to yourself. The way your bottom lip pouted out and wobbled, the way your eyes watered a little as if you’d cry at any moment, the way you trembled. You didn’t want to grab onto his pant leg, still mindful that a kick from him could easily be your undoing. You’d have to wait till given permission. A pet is what he wants, right?

You could finally be hitting that special point of breaking.

This could be another delusion you’d conjured up and you’re moments away from a lot of pain or isolation again. It’s impossible to tell. No power rested in your hands, and that small realization had tears rolling down your cheeks as you looked at the man who’d reduced you to this mess.

Begging him for measly scraps of what should be your right. Humans needed the physical contact for their health, and while he was clearly the devil, you needed it. Needed him. Needed anything.

“Fei please… I’ll be good, whatever you want, please… I need- hck!” Your sobs were cut short as your body moved faster than your mind could process. You’d nearly bitten into your tongue as you choked for breath, unable to fully comprehend exactly what happened.

The leggings and sweater you wore weren’t warm at all to you. Even blankets seemed to have a chill that seeped through them. Right now though, warmth was creeping through your clothes as mint and copper flooded your senses. He’d pulled you into his lap. The realization was shocking, but the next thought was thrown away when thin strong arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you into his chest.

“Oh” words died on your lips as a sensation you couldn’t name overcame you. You’d never realized how stiff you were until your body began to relax. Fully relax. “Oh…” it came out breathy and nearly excited, as you foolishly wrapped your arms around his neck and buried your face in the crook of it.

This was insanity.

He was all muscle unsurprisingly, but it didn’t deter you from trying to mold yourself to him. Your much softer figure held in his arms so gently it made a new wave of tears threaten to spill for all new reasons. You straddled him, front flush against his own, as you struggled to accept that you were being held right now.

“This?” His voice so close to your ear had a strange tingling sensation move from your neck down your spine. The shiver didn’t go unnoticed, as his hold tightened and pressed you further against him. It wasn’t necessarily the most pleasant way to be held, but it was many times better than nothing. You nodded against him, mumbling out a soft good as you basked in a moment of joy you hadn’t experienced in what seemed like forever. It felt good to be held.

It felt even better when his hand moved and brushed through your hair. His touch light and careful, and you could imagine how he was noting every little detail of your reactions. The shivers and little sighs you released as he continued to just pet, touch, and hold you.

For once, you dreaded him stopping.

Even as your eyes grew heavy and body went limp in his arms, you dreaded when this would end. If you could just figure a way to keep him like this, you could envision your life being bearable.

“Fei” you didn’t make any effort to move.

“Hmm” his chest vibrated a little with his hum.

“Can I sleep with you?” It didn’t take a genius to realize your question caused him to tense. His muscles tightening up and panic seeping into your system as you worry this took it too far. You both slept separately unless absolutely necessary, something you used to be grateful for and now hated. It was always freezing when you slept, no matter how warm it actually was.

You might’ve ruined his grace, overstepped if anything, but you needed to stay close to him physically. It wasn’t a want anymore but a necessity.

“Yes” his word both shocked and elated you, and with a few more gentle pats in his arms, you were asleep.

Your cunt throbbed and ached, your lower belly pulled tight inside like a string about to snap. You tried closing your legs, whining as the hot wet sensation continued despite the light struggle you began to put up. It felt good, whatever dream you were having, even as the scent of mint and soap surrounded you.

Small whimpers and gasps became heavy panting as you felt raw heavy pleasure blossom in your core. Something prodded your entrance, wiggling bit by bit till you were penetrated and stretched on something long and hard. It moved and rubbed inside you. The warm pressure on your clit only pulling you further.

It was heaven, even as a slight burn inside had you back to whining and arching your back as your cunt stretched to allow something else inside. Fingers?

The thought was gone as the pleasure radiated throughout your whole body.

It wouldn’t be the first wet dream you’d had, but it was the most realistic. The hot breath on your sensitive clit and twitching insides felt real, and the pleasure was so crisp. Your hands curled into the sheets, struggling between sleep and the impending orgasm threatening to take you.

Your eyes popped open as you came, body twisting as a sharp moan punctuated the air.

You were awake and finally realizing this wasn’t a delusion or dream. Someone was lapping at your cunt, your thighs held open and pinned by two pale hands. The sensitivity and slight bewilderment of the situation had you struggling to form a coherent thought.

“Fei-Feitan…?” If there was one thing you knew with perfect certainty, it was that he’d never leave you alone long enough for someone to find you and do this. It couldn’t be anyone else. Though the fact he was doing this was even more incomprehensible. He seemed so disgusted by touch, so detached from human emotions, it really never occurred to you that he’d have normal human urges. He was still lapping at your cunt, even as your eyes locked with his own, even darker in the barely lit room you realized was his own. You were in his bed, with his head buried between your legs, and his eyes locked on you.

“Fei!” A weaker orgasm than the first was torn from you as you came again, sensitivity skyrocketing when he still continued to lick and suck on your clit. The room was spinning slightly, and your naked body began to cool a little as you sweat. He’d stripped you. He must’ve, but things weren’t really connecting in your mind as white hot pleasure was turning mildly painful.

“Too much!” You gasped and you had to force your hands to stay tangled in the sheet to not touch him. Your eyes watered and you made a pitiful sight with your darkening cheeks and open panting mouth. As your back arched to avoid his mouth, a sharp slap to your outer thigh had you yelping in pain.

His eyes narrowed, and it wasn’t hard to see he became annoyed with your squirming.

“Shut up.” His tone was low, no room for arguing or protest as you bit your lip to do as you were told. Trembling under him as he raised up to stare down at you between your spread legs. He looked gorgeous, something you hated to admit. His dark hair mildly tussled and pale skin a little flushed, his signature jacket gone. This wasn’t the first you’d seen his naked chest, but it was certainly a rare occasion. His pants were still on but unbuttoned. His lips were the most sinful aspect, still glossy from your release. It was agonizing to be silent.

You should cry and beg for him to stop.

Instead you found your legs spreading just a bit wider as you looked up at him like he was your personal deity.

Debauched.

His slow and condescending smirk only made your breathing harder, chest tightening with anticipation and lust. He snorted, hand moving to spread your cunt open as he spit on it. You were panting now, barely following his order to stay quiet. It was difficult when you wanted to beg, for more, for him, to be touched.

“This what you wanted? Whore.” His crude words didn’t make this any less arousing, especially as he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock free. He was larger than you’d have ever expected, though it hardly mattered as he lined himself up and began pushing into your unused hole. Despite the wetness and prep, it was slightly painful as he filled you. The heaviness inside coupled with the burn was delicious as your hips moved to take more of him, deeper. You couldn’t help the moan, the way your body shook and hands finally moved to touch him.

He was fast in securing both your wrists in one hand to pin above your head, his hips finally kissing the back of your thighs. You felt him twitch inside you, and it drove you wild.

“Please Fei, oh-!” His hand came down on your thigh again, before he pulled his hips back and slammed into you. Your head goes back as you arch into him and moan louder, as he begins a brutal pace that has your chest moving in rhythm with his thrusts. His tip kissing your cervix has you unwinding into a submissive mess of whining and pleas. You didn’t even know what you were begging for.

You either annoyed or aroused him further when he sneered and used his free hand to grip your jaw, thankfully not roughly as it ached nonetheless, forcing you to open wide before spitting into your mouth. He laughed when you clenched down harder, feeling the coil in your stomach tightening again as the pleasure increased.

“Pretty slut likes being my bitch.” He hardly seemed out of breath despite how hard you were panting. You felt a bit unfair at how unfazed he seemed, but similarly proud at how he gazed down at you. Like you made him pleased. His gaze wasn’t sharp, even bordering on warm despite how roughly he was fucking into you. All you could do was moan his name and beg.

Like a good little pet.

You could feel your orgasm coming again, and you’d meant to tell him, but his lips against yours shocked you silly. You didn’t even bother closing your mouth, Feitan easily slipping his tongue inside and kissing you so sensually it had you coming on his cock. You could only whine into his mouth as his speed picked up and you became overwhelmed.

He pulled away as a string of saliva connected you two for a moment before breaking. He licked his lips before focusing on where the two of you were joined. Watching his cock disappear in your sopping wet little cunt. It was filthy and erotic.

“Pathetic” his words were cruel but he looked beyond pleased as he looked at your fucked out expression. Unable to even form words as he continued to bully your poor pussy. It was laughable to him, how sweet you are now, how obedient and submissive you’ve finally become. All that fight and control gone, and in its place you lay now.

He’d never tell you out loud how perfect you are. How absolutely precious he finds your attempts to run away from all the pleasure he’s giving you.

His training has been worth while, making you everything he wants and more. Though he’d hated the power you held over him, having you now, moaning as he drills your cunt and begging for more, takes away the shame. You were his weren’t you? Then anything he wanted to do was fine, it wasn’t shameful to fuck his toy. Especially when she whined and arched her back up to take him in even deeper, when she cried and came again around him.

Feitan saw you as much more than a measly pet. Those were replaceable. No, you were just his, whatever he wants you to be, but still his. That’s why when he wraps his hand around your pretty neck and squeezes, he’s beyond thrilled at how you relax. You throw caution to the wind and give him everything. He’s not cutting off oxygen, but enough blood flow and air to keep you light headed and disoriented.

“Who do you belong to?” He knows you can hardly tell up from down right now. He knows how good he’s fucking you. Reducing you to this beautiful mess of feeling only. He’s still him though, and it brings him only pleasure to add in another few painful smacks to your bruising thighs. “Answer slut” he asks again, being thrown for a power trip as you choke out, “You!” to him.

His balls tightening signal he’s close, and the thought alone is enough to amuse him.

“Going to cum inside.” His words don’t register immediately to you, he can tell, but it seems all reality isn’t gone from you when your eyes widen.

“I-I- pregnant! I’ll get-“ he cuts you off with a chuckle, hand squeezing your throat enough to shut you up as he savors the sounds of wet squelching echoing in tune with his thrusts.

��My personal cock sleeve doesn’t get to talk.” The struggle you put up is worthless, but entertaining as he really does cum inside you, a soft grunt his only indication of release and overwhelming pleasure. Emptying himself inside and filling you with him. Marking you, painting you inside, signally you belong to him in every way now.

You lay exhausted and sore in his bed, cold as the various liquids dry on your skin and Feitan leaves.

Where he goes it doesn’t matter. You let yourself lay for a little longer before deciding it’s best not to anger him by staying in his space. You move to sit up, wincing as your intimate areas ache, but pushing forward nonetheless to get cleaned up and change his sheets and any mess left behind.

You hate the hollow ache in your chest the most. You look at your thighs to see his cum leaking out of you, and a sliver of dread echoes in your mind that you truly could become pregnant. The possibilities too much for you to handle right now, as you shakily slide off the bed to stand on wobbly legs. He could be back any moment, and it’s best you get to work early. You work on removing the sheets, just as the bedroom door opens to reveal a fresh Feitan, his signature jacket in place as he holds a glass of water.

“What are you doing?” His question is asked in a slightly lower tone that usual, and you quickly freeze in place.

“I-I’m cleaning up…?” You don’t mean to sound hesitant, but this situation is new and will require months of careful inquisition to avoid punishment under his hand. You knew better than to continue any task without his go ahead though.

You stand in silence as he observes you with a scrutinizing gaze.

“Come here” his order is curt, and while it terrifies you, you are quick to stumble over to him despite still being naked and filthy. You hate how badly you must look, barely able to walk while he is up and about his usual day as if nothing even happened. To him maybe nothing did happen, this being just the same as making a sandwich, and you wished the thought didn’t hurt. Maybe this would just be a new pain to live with, and the sooner you accepted that, the better your pathetic existence would be.

You stand just before him, fingers twisting around each other as you stay with your head bowed to stare at his feet while you concentrated on staying upright despite how difficult it felt for your hips and legs to support you.

“Not hard enough?” His words confused you, as you peaked up beneath your lashes to look at him curiously.

“I-I don’t understand…”

“Didn’t fuck you hard enough?” You froze in shock and slight fear, because what did that mean? He fucked you too hard in your personal opinion, and your poor slit agreed.

“Y-you did though…?” You were unsure of what was happening, his gaze not giving anything away.

“Get back on the bed. I didn’t say I was done with you.” Your eyes widened, taking a moment too long to register what he said before his foot took a step closer to you and you scrambled back onto the sheet-less bed in a panic. He paused, observing you again, before tilting his head.

“Next time I’m done with you, don’t move” he’s undoing his pants again, and moving towards you.

“I’ll fuck you good this time.” His words menacing and mean, and you’re left with little wiggle room as he closes in.

It’s his job after all to clean you up and piece you back together, and if you can fix yourself when he’s done, he clearly didn’t a good job the first round.

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[tht0nesimp]

Yan! HxH reaction to a neko darling...

cw nekos dont have rights really (legally, yes, but no one really cares) ,collaring, sedation, degrading behavior, infantilism, torture,dumbification, abuse, mentions of death, overstim, pt2 eventually coming, mentions of declawing, shock collar, killuas and gons will get their own series probs...

Just lil scenarios, most of them are punishments- fem pronouns but not necessarily a girl

Neko idea comes from: @i-killed-a-prostutute but the scenarios arent very similar... you should go see their posts with killua if your lookin for softer content

killua, gon, illumi, feitan,uvogin, shalnark

Killua:

"Baka" he said indifferently, his nails getting ever so slightly sharper until he feels like they're sharp enough for what he's about to do..

"So cute..." He scratched at your tail with his sharpened nails and watched you recoil. Your tail was already swishing much to your own dismay as well as killuas delight watching your tail try to escape his sharp nails

"Stooop!" You begged him "Bad neko" your mistake hits you rather quickly-you spoke english- "Mew" the shameful noise made you cringe but it was better than the torturous sensation of his nails on your overstimulated tail

"Thats better" his nails finally retracted, his hand removing itself from your tail; relief washes over you as you collapse onto the cushiony couch that rested behind you with your tail hopefully out of his reach for now. He quickly grabbed his phone, sitting next to your trembling form before calling gon. the phone only ringing for a few moments before gon answers the call "Hey" killua sounds slightly interested

"Hi!" gon exclaimed happily from the other side "How is your neko doing?" he inquiries gleefully "She's adjusting okay" killua says nonchalantly, as if he wasn't torturing you with those god awful nails just a few minutes ago

"How about you, gon?"

Gon:

You couldn't think, you tried to keep your thoughts in tact but its impossible with the way he's messing with your fluffy ears. Gon put his hand on his chin like he was thinking about his answer to the question "How are you doing?" he smiled innocently at you while you looked back with pleading eyes pricked with tears "Too much, bad" you spoke quietly, slightly surprised you could still manage to speak english in your heavily drugged form

"She's doing fine, are you sure these drugs are supposed to make her this tired?" killua takes an angry tone "Are you petting her as well?" gon smiles cheekily "Duh!" he exclaims happily before he seems surprised that killua is practically screaming at him "Thats why, you baka!" killua gets a little calmer "I'm about to try them on my neko after the call anyway" gon makes excited noises and pets your ears even faster

Gon smiles "Alright, remember, be nice to your neko!" gon warns him and killua just laughs "I'm always nice, isn't that right?" killua asks his neko jokingly; his neko just hisses at him in response.

"Alright, well, im gonna have to punish my neko for a bit, ill call you after" gon and killua say they're goodbyes, gon pulling you into his lap once the call ends

"Did you like that?" he questioned, his hands drifting towards your already overstimulated ears his expression getting a bit more disappointed when you shake your head "oh well, we'll get you out of that skittish neko behavior quickly" his smile was worrying, but the fact that his hands rested on your ears again was horrifying

"Sit still" he commanded, slightly annoyed at how your squirming on his lap but he manages to wrap his legs tightly around you to atleast keep you from running. "Thats better, now, i dont think ive tried your tail yet" the innocence in his voice remains, even as he reaches for your tail

Illumi:

"This behavior is strange for a neko" he spoke coldly as he stared at your form cower away from him, a collar around your neck of his own doing. "If you do not behave, i may be forced to bring you over here" his expression remained blank even through the slight annoyance slipping into his voice

He motioned you over, the threat still hanging in the air, the tension finally breaks when you approach him. "Good" his lips twitch upward in a ghost of a smile

"Sit down, if you would" you sit wearily on the small floral couch, the nearly vintage pattern was a bit comforting to look at but it didn't distract you from the assassin sitting next to you no matter how hard you tried to just focus on running your fingers over the slightly faded florals etched into the fabric

"Would you like some catnip?" there was a small bag of catnip laying on the end table next to illumi, which he quickly opened and poured a small amount into his palm before holding his hand out to your face

"Oh." he tilts his head a bit before grabbing your jaw, the catnip eventually goes into your mouth before he holds your nose making you swallow after about a minute "Perhaps do not resist next time" he spoke without malice, but with a hint of teasing implications

The catnip slowly entered your bodies system, causing you to curl up in order to try and calm yourself down "Im going to observe you, do not resist" he poked your ear gently, inching closer

"good neko" he smiles at your trembling form

Feitan:

"Bad" his voice rang through the dungeon-like room, the shock collar buzzing once more around your neck "f-Mmm" for someone who didn't believe you should speak english unless he gave permission, he certainly wasn't making it easy not to curse or scream instead you had to hold your tongue and just keep meowing

"Bad girl" he knew what he was doing, he knew that he was making your mind crumble a, he knew that this was pure torture for you to have that collar on as well as being degraded

"Get over here, or this is going to continue" you scurried over to his lap like your life depended on it, sighing of relief when the collar finally stops shocking you; He gives you a look before pulling you slightly closer

"Stay still" you gulp, but you remain still for him, desperate for mercy or at the very least praise

"Mm" he gives a hum of satisfaction as he runs his nails down your tail and scratches the base of your ears "good" he feels you relax a little bit, smiling when he does

"Your so lucky your cute, otherwise i would have broken your legs and pulled your claws out when you tried to scratch me"

Uvogin:

"PUT ME DOWN!" you screamed as uvogin held you by the scruff of your neck like you were a kitten "Nah" he says indifferently as he kept you a few feet off the ground

"Please?" you stopped your thrashing for a moment, waiting for him to hopefully put you down "Hmm, are you gonna run?" you sigh and shake your head "Eh" he throws you onto the nearby carpet with a loud thud as your back meets the floor

"Ow..." you mumble and dig your claws into the carpet a bit to steady yourself, lessening the drop, "Oi, dont mess up my carpet" he glares at you for a moment

"I think feitan can declaw you anyway.." you whimper "P-please dont!" the shame was piling on hard at the stutter in your voice and the desperation he could see on your face

"Than keep your claws away, ill get you a damn scratching post" he groans a little bit and you hear him slam the front door as he exits the room

Well, at least you'd have something to sink your claws into

Shalnark:

One fucking catnap, without his prying eyes, was all you wanted at this point. He was always recording you but it was so much more intense when you would do anything that most would typically consider to be "neko-like" which was already degrading enough without his phone shoved in your face while you try to sleep

He wouldn't listen, after all, have you ever listened to a cat just because it meowed? "Go away" you mumbled as he sat watching you like a hawk

"I'm gonna brush you after that nap" he smiled at your reaction to his threat "you prick!" you exclaimed, still tired, grooming was nearly impossible with shal because he constantly wanted to have an easy way of punishment-And boy, he knew how much you hated that goddamned grooming brush- Alas; he was not in the mood to be consoled about this

"Jerk" you closed your eyes, slightly thankful you atleast got to sleep

"sweet dreams.." he took a picture of your sleeping form..

#yandere feitan #yandere shalnark #yandere killua zoldyck #yandere gon freccs #yandere uvogin #yandere illumi zoldyck #yandere hunterxhunter #yan! #yandere hxh #yandere male #fandom #yandere blog #CandiesActualFics

[tokyomanjihoe]

I am anything BUT sorry

you should be 😔

#mooticles - ♥︎ #you rlly should be 😞 #i’m legit thinking of just him #the brainrot is insane #started off our convo talking abt how leorio was the loml #but yan feitan… #yan feitan 😔

[kiame-sama]

Little Spider, Fun and Games- (Yan!Chrollo x Reader)

Warnings; fem reader, yandere, yandere behavior, yandere relationship, blood, murder, causal slaughter, mention of kidnapping, chronic illness (narcolepsy), troupe opinions, fluff with murderers, a bit of domestic cuteness, nsfw, somnophilia, rando insults reader, unnamed character death,

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If you are a minor, go the hell away. This fic is not for you.

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You shivered slightly as another howl of wind whistled through the building, metal struts groaning from the force. A sudden warmth wrapped around you and you glanced over to see Chrollo had placed his coat over your shoulders. Truly, you hadn't even been aware that he was keeping tabs on you, but it didn't surprise you to find out either.

Chrollo was always ensuring your needs were met and quickly taken care of regardless of the situation you two may be in. Luckily the current situation you were in was a familiar one, hiding out in some abandoned building until whatever heist Chrollo has planned goes into motion.

"You seem cold, Little Spider."

"Yeah, I am kinda cold. We don't usually go anywhere like this for a heist..."

"How about I warm you up?"

"Chrollo, not here..!"

"I meant by using my nen, dear. What were you thinking?"

You felt the flustered feeling in your chest as you tried to avoid eye-contact with him, knowing he was thrilled to be teasing you. He had been suggestive for a reason, and you walked directly into his trap. There was little more that amused Chrollo beyond seeing you get so adorably flustered by his absolute lack of shame and open flirting.

"Ugh," the scoff that came from Feitan surprised you as the troupe didn't often comment on the relationship you had with their beloved boss, "too damn cute, stop."

You were almost hurt by the callous words before you realized that he meant your interactions were quite cute. The two of you were being painfully sweet with your domestic behavior and casual flirting. Everyone in the Troupe found the relationship you had with Chrollo to be extremely wholesome regardless of his less than wholesome personality.

It was obvious- even to you- how much Chrollo favored you over anyone else.

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Waking up was usually very difficult for you, even on a good day. From the alluring pull of sleep to the rather comfortable feeling of a bed, everything worked against you. Even your lover was just another contributing factor to your constant desire to sleep.

Chrollo contributed to your need for sleep in plenty of ways, but the most prominent being his rather unusual appetite for intimacy with you. It did give you a twinge of pride to know that he was so addicted to you that he sought out intimate behavior and actions whenever he could. But Chrollo had more energy than you did and it was rare that the man ever actually slept.

As if to balance the difference in sleeping habits and physical needs, Chrollo had developed quite the kink for Somnophilia. So on the evenings where you dozed off early or spend an extended time sleeping, you fully anticipated him to help himself to your sleeping form. This is why you were not particularly surprised to wake face-down with your hips propped up and a distinctly familiar voice moaning.

A loud moan from you let him know you woke up, feeling an intense pulse of pleasure from being caught. Though you were quite alright with his somnophilic behavior, he still felt a certain thrill if you ever woke up while he was on top of you. The act of being caught doing perverse things with your sleeping body was just the thing his narcissism needed when it came to his perception of his hold over you.

Chrollo continued pounding into you frantically, feeling your walls tighten around him and coax him closer to his orgasm. Your moans were punctuated by each thrust, somewhat muffled as you gripped tightly to the bed beneath you. It didn't take long for the feeling to overtake you as you were practically thrown into your climax, feeling your walls trying to clamp down on his pounding cock. He was quick to follow and let out a groan of satisfaction, thrusting a few more times just to squeeze out every last bit of cum.

As the afterglow of your orgasm faded away, you felt Chrollo lay his body over yours and gently kiss your neck. His arms wrapped around your waist as he pressed as physically close to you as possible. You could feel the way your heart seemed frantic in comparison to his heartbeat which rolled in a steady rhythm in his chest.

"It seems you've caught me red-handed, Little Spider."

Chrollo could only chuckle as you failed to respond, still catching your breath and trying to adjust to being awake. No matter how many times he got to see you fall to pieces in his hands, he would always feel such a thrill just being with you. Years without significant amounts of emotion left him drowning in a cocktail of dopamine and serotonin that he was almost dangerously addicted to.

"It's not often I get caught, what ever should I do to convince you to keep this between us, hm?"

"How about another round?"

"Darling, I thought you'd never ask."

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"I'm here to make a deal with the leader of the Phantom Troupe, not some dumb slut."

The words echoed in your mind as the arrogant man sneered at you, clearly having a rather negative opinion of you and your presence. Though his words shouldn't have bothered you, they actually managed to sting more than a little bit.

There was a long moment of silence as you turned away, not wanting to look at the man who so gleefully insulted you. Naturally, the Spiders- that had been rather bored and relaxed when the man approached- were all furiously glaring at the man now. The Spiders cared about you just as they cared about Chrollo and the man insulting you easily set them all off.

"There are two leaders of the Phantom Troupe. Myself and Little Spider. What deal do you think you could make with us when you so blatantly disrespect one of the leaders of the Troupe?"

The man seemed confused before he glanced at you again, the weight of his folly suddenly smacking him in the face as he realized what he just did. He seemed to now take note of the many eyes glaring at him venomously despite how slight the offense may have seemed at first glance. The only thing that could save him was your forgiveness, and with how you refused to look at him, he was unlikely to recieve such a blessing.

"Wait, but I- hey!"

He struggled against the crusting grip of both Machi and Feitan as they forced him into a kneeling position, his arms twisted and being slowly crushed. Despite his clear discomfort and upset tone, you still refused to look at him or at any of the Troupe. Chrollo took this as a sign that you would not forgive the transgression and acted accordingly.

All the man could do was let out a choked sound as his arms were suddenly removed, a ballpoint pen sticking out of his forehead. He collapsed forward into the dirt floor and silence once again returned to the Troupe. You refused to look back before Chrollo wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder.

"Are you okay, Little Spider?"

"I guess."

"Don't worry about what that fool said, you are much more than that to me. And if anyone else tries to insult you, I'll kill them."

#kiame-sama #yandere #x reader #yandere x reader #reader insert #tw yandere #hxh yandere #yandere chrollo

[ataraxiaspainting]

pretending to be dead in front of hxh yans. because why the hell not?

Warnings: Yandere themes, kidnapping, and implied violence.

Word Count: 900. (this was only supposed to be 400 😭)

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Chrollo

Chrollo will know right away. There is no doubt about that. Even if he was in another room and just happened to walk in through the doorway as you flopped on the floor like a fish.

He will probably hit you up with a "Darling, get up or we won't go to the museum tonight" or something like that. He likes using this carrot and stick technique quite a lot, but with his own spin on it using his manipulation tactics. He will lure you in with a reward for behaving yourself or take something away when you are bad.

If you continue this charade despite his threats, he will attempt to entertain you for a bit. Maybe he pokes you with the end of an umbrella or something, or mockingly weeps your supposed death. Eventually this will annoy you so much you will surrender.

His response is directly proportional to why you did this. Did you do it for attention? He will gladly give it to you, with reading to you and handfeeding you your favorite food, still warm from its takeout box, or maybe he even attempted to make it himself (though, if the dish doesn't come out as planned, as his perfectionism is a huge part of him, he will throw it out before you even find out he cooked something in the first place).

Did you do it so he would actually think you are dead so you could sneak off to freedom? Well, expect him to tease you about it from this point forward, but nothing serious happens. Unless you attempt to attack him and actually prevail, usually his punishments are bare to none.

Nobunaga

Nobunaga is many things. Being in touch with reality is definitely not one of them. He already sees you as a fragile little baby, so trying to play dead in front of him will cause him to have a panic attack of sorts.

He believes your entire act, as bad as you were doing it. He cries and caresses you in his arms. His crusty, dry lips, unholy body odor, and his utterly disgusting breath will be the only reasons you will ever reveal your cover.

He reacts to you being alive as horribly as you expect. He will start yelling at you, scolding you like a toddler who snuck into the cookie jar and not a captive trying to get back to society once more. If he was already in a somewhat bad mood, like you rejected his advances for the umpteenth time, and he got annoyed at you playing "hard to get" again, expect to even be sent to bed without dinner or dessert. Horrifying, right?

But, then again, dinner is always raw or burnt. You are sometimes convinced Nobunaga is trying to poison you to further immobile you, so you won't attempt to escape further. Maybe this whole playing dead thing was successful, in its own way? You would rather eat pebbles than the halfway cooked rice Nobunaga puts in your pink plastic plate.

Feitan

Feitan just stares at you, not blinking. He already knows what you are trying to do. He already has a staring problem, observing everything you do, from drawing to looking outside the small, barred window in your room, so his reaction, in all honesty, does not surprise you one bit.

He will just go about his day. Feitan is an expert on the human body, being the Troupe's lead torturer and all, so he knows the difference from when you are faking being sick (or in this case dead) from when you are actually sick (a possibility from both the escape attempts and the fact that Feitan's little cabin in the middle of the woods has no heat or air conditioner. He says he does not need it, so he does not recognize it as a problem).

As always, he says nothing. He only sees this as a little bit of a tantrum you're having, and lets you have your way for once. When you eventually give up or when he has had enough of watching you, he'll leave the room to do something else.

But nothing bad happens to you, shockingly. But there is major emphasis on to you. If you have refused to admit defeat, he'll torture yet another poor unfortunate soul in his basement, their screams much louder than usual, and you will break at one point or another, either asking Feitan to stop or going to your room to put your pillow (which can also be a weapon with how hard it is) over your ears.

Machi

Machi, similar to two of the three assfarts, knows exactly what you are doing. But, like Nobunaga, she still worries, although she does not show it, and she also scolds you.

But, unlike the rest of them, she tries to listen to you after she shakes you into revealing yourself. She wants to know why you did that. If you say to try to escape from her, her heart will be broken once again.

Machi may not be the most emotionally understanding, but she does in fact try, although what she does after this incident is largely the opposite of what you wanted to happen. Even though her intentions are good, in her opinion. She will become more present in your life, bringing home more gifts for you and trying to hug you whenever you ask, although she will never initiate it herself.

She hopes you won't do that again. She'll tell you as such. She was not trying to manipulate you with the increase in gifts and consensual touches, but you will feel so bad you won't attempt such a thing from that point forward.

#this is highkey a shitpost but that's okay... right? :( #aya abstractions #yandere hunter x hunter #yandere chrollo #yandere chrollo x reader #yandere feitan #yandere #yandere hxh #yandere x reader #soft yandere #yandere chrollo lucilfer #yandere feitan x reader #yandere feitan portor #yandere machi #yandere machi x reader #yandere nobunaga hazama x reader #yandere nobunaga #yandere nobunaga x reader #yandere nobunaga hazama #yandere hxh x reader

[cheesecakethots]

Listen to me, it's simple and effective high school AU yan chrollo.

what i get from this is like

chrollo is a pretty popular dude in school, he’s got a lot of friends (the troupe), girls love him, and he gets the best grades in the school.

yet, you still can’t bring yourself to like him. you’re pretty much a loner and in your eyes he’s this pompous asshole that always loves correcting you whenever you answer a question, or even sometimes has the gall to look over your work as though he’s a teacher and not your classmate.

it’s even more infuriating that you’re always second to him, in everything.

recently he’s been bothering you a lot more. it’s as though he actively seeks you out, usually when you’re in the library. you’re certain he gets such perverted enjoyment in slotting up behind you and grabbing a book you were struggling to reach. might even be cheeky enough to ask you to say please and thank you to get it.

you try to avoid him, but it doesn’t help that his friends also try and reign you in. you swear that feitan and phinks follow you down hallways, acting as “guard dogs” that keep quite literally everyone away. It’s very irritating, and you’ve told them off about it numerous times.

and suddenly pakunoda and machi need the toilet the second you go, as though you’re going to get hurt while you go for a piss. somehow.

it gets worse the more you try and avoid chrollo. one day you might find yourself skipping class (because he’s there), sat by a tree and reading only for that big brute uvogin to come along, sling you over his shoulder and take you back.

chrollo seems to find it all very funny. you’re not sure as to why he seems so interested in annoying you to death, but he’s doing a pretty good job of it.

you’ll be thanking god by the time your final years come, with plans to go to a university that is as far as you can go.

and this is where i get stuck.

i can see chrollo being the type of guy to just apply to the same university as you, and follow you wherever you go after that until you hopefully somehow fall in love with him.

i can also see him being the type of guy who’s pretty rich, despite being an orphan it seems he started making business decisions at a very young age that landed him a lot of money in the long run.

your school plans a final dance for everyone to say goodbye to each other before leaving. you were considering skipping it, but ended up being forced to by your parents.

you don’t plan on drinking the very little alcohol bought by the school, but when chrollo strolls over, drinks in hand, you figure one won’t kill you. you still think he’s an asshole, but you have to admit you respect how smart he is. might as well drink to that, right?

the rest of the night is a blur. when you come to, you can hardly remember anything, but you’re certain you only had that one drink.

there’s definitely worse things to worry about though, with how you’ve woken up in an exquisite bedroom that is most definitely not yours.

#tw drugging #tw kidnapping #tw yandere #tw.yandere #yandere #yanderecore #yandere chrollo #yandere hxh #yandere hxh x reader #yandere phantom troupe #yandere x reader #yandere chrollo lucilfer #yandere chrollo lucilfer x reader #yandere chrollo x reader

[ddarker-dreams]

the yan hxh character's favorite types of styles on you.

(warning for some not SFW implications/reader described as fem)

chrollo loves you in classy, elegant, yet formfitting outfits that highlight the silhouette of your body. slim blazers, short pencil skirts, sheer tights, pumps. will be smiling happily to himself if you struggle with heels since you're forced to cling to him, or trip. purposefully gets outfits that are difficult for you to put on by yourself (like having a zipper in the back) so you must begrudgingly call upon him for assistance.

pretends he 'forgot' to include some pants or shorts as potential options but it was 100% intentional. don't believe his lies. he loves anything that reveals your collarbones but not if you're going out. only he gets to see them, no one else. he mostly goes for neutral colors with a heavy emphasis on black, ivory, beige, navy, and sometimes burgundy if he's feeling a bit wild.

as far as accessories go, he favors dangling earrings and choker-length necklaces. you don't get to wear watches anymore because when he last gifted you one, you kept checking it every time he started talking, and it kinda hurt his feelings. he is a fan of you putting your hair up because he loves admiring the muscles of your neck and it grants him easier access for kissing.

(phinks, feitan, machi and paku under the cut)

phinks originally gives you some t-shirts and sweatpants because hell if he knows how to dress a woman. he doesn't want you thinking he's some pervert that kidnapped you purely for sexual gratification — no, there's a deeper connection he's trying to foster with you here. that being said... if he could have it his way, his biggest fantasy is having you wear those tennis outfits. preferably with white or pink colors. he just thinks you'd look really cute. the short, pleated skirt brushing against your thighs, tight polo shirt, a pair of high top tennis shoes; he'd be in heaven. phinks will want to scoop you up and twirl you around or some other romantic-sounding shit.

doesn't really have any preferences when it comes to accessories. his biggest thing is in the colder seasons, seeing you wrapped up in a scarf is super endearing. it makes his heart almost beat out of his chest. jewelry isn't a big deal to him. he'll gift you a fair amount because he figures Woman = Want Shiny Thing (as if you're a crow), but it doesn't do much for him visually. aside from stud earrings with simple designs, like a flower or moon. he thinks that's pretty cute.

feitan doesn't think about fashion much. he literally wears the same thing every day and only washes his bloodstained jacket if you ask nicely (aka plead). he gets you some long shirts and calls it a day. when you ask if you can have shorts or anything similar to that, he silently stares at you. unlike chrollo, it really didn't occur to him. if he's in a good mood he'll pick up what you asked for. probably gets an uncomfortable material or the wrong size but it isn't out of spite, he genuinely has no idea what he's doing.

he discovers by accident that the sight of you in a sheer nightgown is especially appealing. other than that, the only preference he's aware of is seeing you in light colors. it gives you this innocent glow that he finds aesthetically pleasing. the way it further highlights how different you are — pure (by his standards, at least), virtuous — really does something for him. he has a weird obsession with your wrists so he's gotten you a few silver link bracelets. that's the most you get to accessorize should you ever choose to wear them.

machi lets you wear whatever you want and listens to your clothes requests, because she's too embarrassed to admit what she'd find you cute in. no one could get the information out of her, even if it came down to torture. so... what she wants more than anything (drumroll please)... is to see you wearing one of those short overall outfits over a plain shirt. she'd be staring at you as if you were the mona lisa. she has no idea why the concept entices her as much as it does. all she knows is that you'd look fucking adorable and she'd commit multiple crimes for you.

she likes you in denim, any color really. jean shorts, ripped jeans, skinny jeans, flared jeans, wide jeans, high waist, low waist; she's all about it. oversized tops are a big favorite as well. extra points if the sleeves are too long and cover most of your hand. you think she's glaring at you but in reality she's trying so hard to keep her fraying mind in check.

pakunoda has you looking runway ready whenever she takes you out. the woman did research. a lot of what you wear is tailored specifically to your complexion, body type, facial structure, etc. she enjoys high fashion and has procured pieces made by the biggest names. most of what's in your closet is either wool, pure cotton, or silk. it looks and feels luxurious. she favors seeing you in jumpsuits or maxi-length dresses. coordinating outfits is a favorite of hers, she has color theory down and you both look stunning together. around the house (or wherever she's keeping you), you're free to dress as you please. you both have matching house slippers and robes.

accessories will depend on the season, but you can expect to be wearing sleek sunglasses and the occasional hat. for jewelry, she goes for her birthstone, diamonds, and gold. nothing too ostentatious though. she keeps it classy. while she'd love to see you in stilettos, if you can't walk in them well, she'll go for flat pumps instead.

#yandere chrollo x reader #yandere phinks x reader #yandere feitan x reader #yandere machi x reader #yandere pakunoda x reader #phantom troupe x reader #yandere #yandere x reader #hxh x reader #yandere hxh x reader #concepts

[animeyanderelover]

Being abducted probably means sleeping in the same bed with the yandere, right? How would the yanderes sleep (SFW) with their s/o ? Like, what if the darling isn't comfortable sleeping with someone, especially when it's summer, a clingy yandere would be kind of a nightmare, and if the Yan is strong, then there's no way to kick them from the bed, now is there? For manipulative yanderes, the manipulation probably won't work in this case, right? I mean, guilt tripping only works in some cases.

+ Bonus point if they have sleeping habits (sleep talking, staying up late, nightmares, snoring etc.)

Yanderes requested : (Tokyo Ghoul) Kaneki, Haise, Ayato, (BSD) Dazai, Odasaku, (HxH) Chrollo, Shalnark, Feitan and (Kakegurui) Yumeko, Ririka.

That’s a interesting question. Here’s the very clear difference between those who care and won’t care though.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, clinginess, manipulation, forceful behavior, paranoia, abduction

Sleeping with a Yandere

Chrollo Lucilfer

📖Honestly, Chrollo doesn't really care about what his darling wants. He's greedy and incredibly selfish, is already forcing his darling to endure all of his affection he gives them. He knows that you hate him but feelings tend to change quickly under the right circumstances and Chrollo is a good manipulator. You're delightfully easy to read as you can't hide your emotions from him and Chrollo uses that shamelessly. He's suave, good in playing mindgames although refusing to sleep in the same bad as him doesn't take much from you. Surprisingly he seems to let you go when you decide to sleep elsewhere but the very next morning you find yourself waking up in bed next to him. No matter where you sleep, he always carries you back to him as soon as you've fallen asleep. Sometimes you can't help but feel like he's threatening you a bit with a slight smile and soft tone.

📖 When it comes to Chrollo's sleeping habits, one of them is that he stays up late and appears to be somewhat insomniac for his darling at times. At one point he's basically just coaxed them into heading to bed together with him via some light threats and the wise use of his abilities. A light is always burning next to you as he reads a book. Occasionally he puts the book aside and just looks at you, caresses you. If he knows that his darling is still awake, chances are that he'll start talking to them, even if they refuse to answer him. There's no need to try to fake your sleep, your body language and the pattern of your breath always give you away to him. On the rare moments where you wake up to him actually resting, you get quickly uncomfortable with the one arm tightly wrapped around you, pressing you effectively close to his toned body. Chrollo is a really light sleeper too so he wakes up as soon as you move a bit too much but insists on staying in this position for a while longer.

Feitan Portor

☠️ Feitan keeps his darling initially only chained up in a basement since he only spends time with them if he either tortures them or patches them up. He's a brooding mess of emotions at the beginning, lashes out on you because he can't get a grasp of the strange warmth that blooms inside of his chest. He can't possibly love someone, he can't have fallen for a pathetic and weak thing like you. You're deprived of your sleep for days on end since Feitan gets lost in the mess called his feelings. You normally end up fainting from blood loss and pain and sometimes because Feitan actually gives you a break. There's no such thing as hygiene though as you're covered in your blood and sweat and have to fall asleep on the dirty and cold ground as soon as your captor has loosened your chains a bit. If Feitan is nice, he might give you a pillow and a thin blanket.

☠️ You're moved up in his room the moment Feitan stops hurting you as he gives up to his growing feelings. At first he still lets you sleep on the floor next to his bed, unwilling to give you the privilege of sleeping next to him. It's a hundred times better than being in the basement though. Feitan seems to stay up at night too, is often away to clean and care for his collection of torture devices whilst you're tied up so you don't leave the room. He goes to bed very late since he sleeps little but makes an effort to be silent to not wake you up. When you wake up at night, you sometimes catch him staring at your form on the floor although he senses when you're awake quickly and turns around. When you're finally let in the bed, something he doesn't give you a choice in and just scares and threatens you, he still ties you up for lingering spite. He barely moves at night and always chooses to leave as much space between you two as possible. Weirdly enough sometimes you two wake up to him being very close to you.

Shalnark

📱 Shalnark is very similar to Chrollo in the sense that he likes forcing the domestic relationship on his s/o and also relies heavily on manipulation and guilt-tripping. He's sickenly sweet to his s/o as he tries to coax them into anything with him. Your complains and protests that you don't want to sleep in the same bed as him are met with this scarily nice smile of his although he might act a bit upset during the course of this little quarrel. Arguing with his sweetheart isn't good so Shalnark makes the promise to let them sleep somewhere else but he has other plans. He could use his Nen but he doesn't want to use that just yet. Instead Shalnark is much more the type to drug the food and the drinks you consume to help you falling asleep easier.

📱 Shalnark sometimes snores lightly but it isn't something to get worked up over. The blonde even tries to go to sleep around the same time as you even if he has to stay up longer every once in a while to do some business for the spiders. During such times it's not unlikely that he snaps a few pictures of his darling being asleep since they look too adorable. He just wants to spend as much time with his little sweetheart as possible. The notably worst thing about a sleeping Shalnark is his clinginess. He has an anaconda grip around you and doesn't let loose even after he's fallen asleep. No, instead he tightens his grip a bit when you move too much and that is especially bad if you need to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night since it requires for you to wake him up which you don't really want to do. His darling should be careful with their behavior at night though since Shalnark might have to chain them up if they're too aggressive.

Ken Kaneki

🔲 Kaneki is actually pretty respectful even if he is very paranoid. He wants his s/o to be as comfortable as they can be with him having kidnapped them so he lets them take his bedroom and he himself starts to sleep on the couch. It isn't like he wouldn't want to sleep with them in one bed since he's starved for affection and touches but he's shy and flustered whilst thinking about it and also knows that darling most likely still despises him. It's a way to get by and you most likely don't get into another argument with him about another thing. It isn't good for his mental health and not good for you either when he has his mental breakdown. Kaneki doesn't even bother you anymore the moment you go to sleep as he completely adjusts his schedule to your sleeping schedule.

🔲 You sometimes hear him when you're already in bed as he takes care of the household chores, prepares food or cleans something although he does his best to be as silent as possible. The hidden truth is that Kaneki has troubles falling asleep and is even scared to do so. He has a trauma regarding Jason and his torture and even more paranoia knowing you and your current hatred for him. So it happens that you wake up to him crying and screaming whilst he has a vivid nightmare and if the dream was especially terrifying he storms in your room and latches onto you for a few seconds before he snaps out of it. It happens more often than both of you would like and leads Kaneki to the point where he skips sleep for days on end just so you can have a calm night for once. He needs you to allow him to sleep with you before he really does it, prepare for his clinginess though. The nightmares cease a bit since your presence and warmth is soothing for the male although sometimes they still appear.

Ayato Kirishima

🌌Ayato struggles with his affection he feels for this little humans since their kind is weak and his sworn and hated enemy. The clash of conflicting emotions and the denial he constantly shows in regards of his tender emotions results in this rough and slightly sadistic behavior of his. Ayato keeps in mind though that you're still human and arranges things a bit to be more considerate. He keeps you initially in a separate room from his own, a room that is locked up and can't be opened from the inside. It doesn't consist of much except for a tatami matt, a pillow and a blanket but it's enough for you to try to sleep even if you're still highly afraid of the ghoul boy. Ayato does his best to not mind you but sometimes he checks shortly on you, at times when he thinks that you're already asleep.

🌌 At one point he sort of wants to sleep in one bed with you but his pride holds him back from asking you the question. He somehow wants you to ask him first but doesn't know how that should happen since you don't like him. He gets offended and spits harsh words at you the moment you mention dierctly to him that you don't want to sleep with him in the same bed, hisses at you that you ought to be grateful that he kept someone as pathetic and useless like you even alive before he storms away. Chances are that he is pissed enough afterwards to worsen your life condition a bit to remind you that he is the one enabling you a semi-good life. Or the complete opposite happens and he ends up dragging you forcefully into bed with him out of bitterness and hidden longing. He's at least pleasant enough with no real sleeping habits that could annoy you. The only thing he is embarrassed about is the fact that he always ends up wrapping and arm around you and tugging you a bit closer in his sleep.

Haise Sasaki

🔳 Haise, in a state of shock that he resorted to such a drastic measurement, is more lenient out of guilt for his darling and the freedom he deprived you of. He's understanding and it's fairly easy to negotiate with the man which gives his darling a bit of an easier time with him even if something inside of him is still too paranoid to let his s/o leave again. He tidies up a different room for his darling since he knows that they don't want to sleep with him in the same bed and he doesn't want to force them either. Haise tries to make everything as comfortable for you as he can and if you can't sleep well on the tatami matt, he even switches rooms with you so that you get the bed and he sleeps in the other room. He just wants to make the new life for you as good as he can within the limits of abduction.

🔳 The Kaneki inside of him sometimes shines through as he wakes up weeping from haunting nightmares although he is more in control and doesn't wake you up by slamming the door to your room open. Risks are that you wake up from the crying and the whimpers anyways. The male is fairly patient and can wait until his darling is comfortable enough sleeping with him. His work often forces him to stay up longer, otherwise he tries to go to bed when you want to go to sleep. Haise is more clingy in bed too, epecially once he has fallen asleep and cuddles himself really close to you. Worst thing about him are his nightmares though and the more audible reactions he gives such as his cries and whimpers. Whilst he isn't as loud as Kaneki, it might be still enough to wake you up even if you help to decrease the nightmares he tends to have. Sleep talking happens here and there too and never fails to disturb you since the things you hear don't sound like something Haise would say.

Jabami Yumeko

♠️ Isn't a life with her darling just wonderful? Yumeko tends to blissfully ignore the fact that you aren't living with her willingly, she had her hand in a few gambling accidents which led to the current demise you find yourself in. Worst is that you know for sure that Yumeko doesn't feel even guilty for it, she's just happy to have you. Yumeko is eerily jovial and chipper around you and very touchy and affectionate. She's clingy and most of the time she takes you everywhere she goes even if it is just to quench her insatiable addiction for gambling again, something she still encourages you to do for the fun and thrill of it. Her facial expression freezes when you tell her firmly that you don't want to sleep with her but whilst she is upset about it, she hides that well under her facade.

♠️ Yumeko might be willing to give you for a certain time a separate room where you can sleep without her. It is only for a limited time though since she believes that giving you a certain period of time to adjust might just do the trick. If you still refuse, she's going to solve the problem with the classic Kakegurui solution. So she ends up wanting to gamble with you. If you win, she'll leave you alone for a month or two more but if she wins, you'll have to share a bed with her. The Jabami girl doesn't give much room for you to protest so you find yourself gambling with her. With the loss comes the discovery of Yumeko's sleeping habits. Next to her extreme clinginess in which she holds onto you tightly and presses herself very tightly against your body, she also sometimes sighs or mumbles incoherent words in her sleep. The only good thing seems to be that Yumeko is a heavy sleeper so she doesn't wake up if you move much.

Momobami Ririka

🎭 Her innocent facade aside, Ririka is more cunning and manipulative than she lets on at first. Whilst she is shy, she won't hesitate to use her skills to remove threats and maybe also to force her darling to stay with her. It might be likely that she's just a bit scared that you might meet otherwise a terrible fate in Hyakkaou Private Academy. If you end up with her without your consent, Ririka feels quite guilty though and leaves you with a lot of freedom since this isn't even an abduction in the classic sense but something more complicated. One of those freedoms is having your own room with your own bed since the Momobami sister won't force you to sleep together in the same bed as her. She's also somewhat bashful, blushes when she thinks about being in the same bed as you.

🎭 Ririka is way too shy to even ask you the question if you would ever be willing to sleep in one bed with her and is additionally afraid of a cold rejection from your side. So she just waits until her darling is willing to make the first move and ask her eventually. She's going to be highly flustered at first but will also be happy since you asking her such a question means that you finally stopped disliking her. Ririka will continue being shy for a while, especially during the first week where you two sleep in one bed. Her hands are sweaty and you might even hear her faster heartbeat through her chest. Ririka grows clingy during her sleep so in the morning you usually wake up with her pressing herself against you. You swear you also hear her sometimes murmuring and sighing softly in her sleep but it is so quiet that you aren't sure if you're just hearing things or not. Overall Ririka is pleasant and silent at night though.

Dazai Osamu

🤎 Dazai is going to resort to more drastic measurements when it's needed, will be more devilish and cunning. You don't have to be so upset, he isn't happy either that he has to do such horrible things but if you're a sweetheart and listen, he'll promise that he'll be nicer to you. His darling finds themselves being forced to do things as he wants them to do and if they don't, Dazai punishes them and reveals his more sadistic side. He has no problems forcing his affection on his s/o either and he'll teach them to love him just as passionately. So his darling finds themselves soon tied up in bed next to Dazai. You should be nice or else he might throw you out and lock you somewhere else where you won't have the privilege of a pillow, a mattress and the freedom to use a bathroom at night.

🤎Dazai is stubborn too so as soon as you two live under the same roof, he doesn't go to bed unless you do since he wants you in his arms.  Considering his job, it isn't unlikely for Dazai to come back later at night and sometimes he doesn't even bother to be silent, he just likes annoying you here and there a bit. He loves cuddling and uses his darling like a teddy bear so Dazai is extremely clingy at night. You always have a warm body latched onto you which is good or bad depending on the season. He's definitely a light sleeper so the next problem is that the moment you wake up and move even a bit, Dazai is quick to wake up from his slumber too which means that you don't even get to have some time for you alone. On some nights he is even awake for hours too although he's at least silent then. He snores lightly but you can ignore that normally and fall asleep. The worst normally happens when you wake up and realize that Dazai has moved in his sleep, sometimes with half of his body on top of you.

Sakunosuke Oda

🖋️ Considering Odasaku and his tame behavior for a Yandere, it takes something more extreme for Odasaku to go as far as taking your freedom away by kidnapping you and he'll feel guilty for that for the rest of his life. He tries to do his best to give you enough space after since he knows that you'll need it, thinks it's best if he doesn't show his face around you too often. You have all the reasons to hate him after all and whilst the thought hurts him, he never gets angry at you if your temper flares up when you see him. Giving you space also means giving you your own room where you can sleep and have some sense of privacy. He never considers forcing you to share a bed with him since it's just gross in his opinion. He's already done enough damage to you, he shouldn't violate your privacy anymore.

🖋️There is some longing to have you at night next to him since Odasaku is just a human too, feels lonely and sad whilst reminiscing about how the relationship between you two used to be in the past. Before he ruined it that is, it's all his fault. He pushes this longing away as good as he can though but sometimes catches himself pausing in front of the door to your room, a sudden urge to check shortly on you before he snaps out of it and forces himself to walk away. He's never going to mention it to you unless you start talking to him about it which flusters him a bit. He sort of thought you'd never want to have anything to do with him and he considers that it might be Stockholm syndrome talking out of you but he has a difficult time controlling his heart when you start being more sweet and affectionate to him again. Besides occasional light snoring and the protective arm he always wraps around you there is nothing much going on when he's asleep.

#yandere hunter x hunter #yandere hxh #yandere chrollo #yandere chrollo lucilfer #yandere feitan #yandere feitan portor #yandere shalnark #yandere tokyo ghoul #yandere kaneki #yandere ken kaneki #yandere ayato #yandere ayato kirishima #yandere haise #yandere haise sasaki #yandere kakegurui #yandere yumeko #yandere jabami yumeko #yandere ririka #yandere momobami ririka #yandere bungo stray dogs #yandere bungou stray dogs #yandere bsd #yandere dazai #yandere dazai osamu #yandere odasaku #yandere oda #yandere sakunosuke oda

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MASTERLIST ☾✶

𝙒𝙀𝙇𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙀 𝙏𝙊 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂! ✪

last edited: 6/27/23

KINKTOBER 23

identity v

ganji gupta, hcs/oneshot (more of a one shot)

unrequested

☦︎☬☤// "pretty lil' doll" aesop x reader nsfw

requested

"mi princesa" norton x reader nsfw

unrequested

genshin impact

scaramouche nsfw hcs

unrequested

❃︴⪼ MY DARLING // scaramouche x reader nsfw

requested

creepypasta

you're mine // ticci toby x reader

requested by: 💤anon

jeff and ej being nervous for their first time (except jeff isn't really nervous)

requested by: anon

i'm gonna fuck you until your sorry, sweetheart // ticci toby x reader

requested by: 💤anon

yan! jeff sfw + nsfw hcs

requested by anon

yandere! eyeless jack nsfw + sfw hcs

unrequested

eyeless jack, hoodie, and masky with an s/o who likes to bite (nsfw/sfw)

requested by 💅anon

shows

hobie being a tease (astv/across the spiderverse)

unrequested

"mi vida" miguel o'hara x reader nsfw (astv)

unrequested

reader overstimulating hobie (astv)

requested.. sorta

overstimulating hobie til hes begging

requested

hobie catches u sneaking back into the house while ur drunk (nsfw)

unrequested

"ain it right?" hobie x reader nsfw

unrequested

animes + video games

"silly little brat" feitan x reader nsfw [ Hunter x Hunter ]

poll result

"back to work, soldado." valeria garza x fem reader (call of duty)

unrequested

marble hornets:

masky and hoodie (plus eyeless jack) with an s/o who likes to bite (nsfw/sfw)

requested by 💅anon

hoodie w a s/o who forgets and gets distracted easily

requested by 💅anon

ANON LIST:

💤anon

💅anon

to be added, just send a message/ask in my inbox or tell me in a request! your "anon name" can be anything, like 💕anon or a fake name/user!

#identity v #genshin impact #creepypasta #smut #fluff #angst #headcannons #anime #video games #aib #idv #id5

[mamayan]

Some people deserve to have their cock rode until they’re shaking and doing their best not to lose their mind and then have their blood flow gently constricted while you choke them and they cum so hard they’re ready to commit their entire life to serving you—

#Yan needs to stfu #some people is Tomura #and Genya #and Suguru #and 100% Feitan #anyway

[tht0nesimp]

Cold- Yan!Feitan

tw: Mentions of torture, feitan is a warning in himself, you really like peaches

This wasn’t fair. But then again, life isn’t fair? Is it? You questioned for the millionth time as your arms laid limp in the metal chains holding them just a bit too far up to the ceiling to be comfortable

When you’d first gotten here, prayers and promises were all that could pass through your already fragile mind struggling to believe that this experience is truly real. But alas, no matter how hard you screamed, pinched, or cried, the reality of your Situation never changed

you were still hanging by your wrists just barely above the cold concrete floor instead of being on your couch listening to music or poems or sleeping, doing anything that Didn’t cause as much pain, Albeit the only thing that kept you from thinking this was the worst possible outcome was the bloody screams coming faintly from the other side of the small area you were in, the only thing keeping you from the rest of the concrete basement was a few thick dividers somewhat resembling what you would see dividing patients at a hospital

there was a small cot next to you with a thin blanket on it, worn out and as much as you would love to lay down on it, it looks like it’s barely 10 pounds from falling in on itself. The only other thing with you in this small corner of the-Barely-closed off room was a rusted sink covered in all sorts of liquids as well as unidentifiable stains

He rarely talked to you, he either came to hurt you to watch you (Sometimes the latter), More than likely a cruel tactic to break down your “tough” psyche which hadn’t quite crumbled down on itself yet. He was asking someone questions, the screams were somewhat faint to your delight as it Meant you wouldn’t have to hear the man plead for his life today

The noises eventually come to a stop, And footsteps slowly make stop infront of the divider. His shoes visible for a moment before the divider moves and suddenly your body hits the freezing grey floor

“Up.” He speaks with slight annoyance, adrenaline seemed to let your tired legs shakily stand. “Hm” he stared at the cot and held his hand out for a moment, doing something you couldn’t see, “Lay down” he points to the cot and seems rather pleased that you wearily lay on it

It doesn’t collapse but it creaks “I’ll get a new one tomorrow” his monotone voice barely reaches you “Thank you” the feeling of laying down even if it was just with a thin blanket was refreshing beyond belief. “Don’t try anything, or you’ll get to see first hand what happens” He warns

“Yes sir” the words come out dry from days without water or food “It’s feitan” he moves the divider quickly and suddenly hes gone. It takes a few hours for you to even be able to get up and stretch your legs, you approach the old sink attached to the wall at the bottom of the cot-The thought would have made you sick before this last week or so but it barely even made your mind in the desperate mood you were in

you put your hand under the weak stream of water trickling from the leaky faucet, taking a gulp of the cold water was pure bliss. After a few more rabid gulps you were able to turn off the sink before sitting back down on the cot

you were so focused on the water that you neglected to realize feitan stood behind you, watching the animalistic behavior with a surprised look hiding behind his cowl. You immediately look down in slight shame, mixed with fear of how he might react

“hmm, thirsty, huh?” He teased while looking at the sink for a moment “Uh…yeah” your voice comes out weaker than you hoped it would “I might replace the sink eventually” if you were delusional than you might have actually believed him

You spared him your seeming belief in the form of a thin smile, your mind much more worried about how your going to get out of this hellhole. Feitan stared for what felt like an eternity before he walks away once more into the surrounding room- The only difference was that the divider was not returned to its closed off form and instead is open

You clumsily stumbled out, Looking around the rest of the room, There was someone shaking in the corner as if they were freezing but you ran past them and towards the wooden steps that creaked when you ran up them to reach the upstairs of his house. Your greeted by feitan sitting at a table next to a small kitchen, on the other side of the table is a living room with a small old couch sitting facing a small TV

“Brave one…” he mutters just loud enough for you to hear from the top step, the dusty glass goor closed behind you as your feet meet the near freezing wooden floors of the dining room. “Sit, Hungry?” He calmly asks with a slight hint of pity at seeing your shaky steps towards the chair across from him

“Yeah…” you look down at your lap but it just makes him chuckle and get up, placing a peach in front of you with surprising gentleness. “Thank you” it takes all of your effort not to immediately sink your teeth into the soft fruit in-front of you until he sits down across from you, the little self control you managed to uphold tore to pieces when you looked down at the fruit again

It wasn’t peach season, but the thought barely crossed your mind as the fruit was gone in mere seconds. Feitan laughed at the once more ravenous behavior in a way that made your cheeks light up pink from shame

“Your as pink as the peach was” he mumbles before throwing the pit in the trash without even looking, watching the slight amazement on your face with pride.

He propped his elbows up on the table and held his head in his hand “I’m gonna ask you questions, your gonna answer honestly” out of some small confidence you had the curiosity to ask “If I don’t?” feitan sighs and his eyes narrow at you

“then you can say goodbye to the cot, for a long,long, time”

#Yandere feitan #brainrot #yandere male #Yandere hxh #Yandere Hunterxhunter #fandom #Hxh brainrot #Yandere HxH blog #yandere blog #yandere scenarios #I kinda like it #CandiesActualFics #Yan!

[imavillainok]

This is for my filo peeps...

Filipino Phantom Troupe Headcanons (Public Highschool AU) Pt. 1

Chrollo

• Automatic na escort palagi during class election

• MAYAMAN

• Kasama sa lahat ng pageant

• Kilala ng buong school

• Plastic sa mga teacher (Good boy daw matalino at gwapo pero basagulero)

• Sikat syempre, palagi nilalapitan ng girls. Kilala din as heartbreaker :[

Feitan

• PALAGI NASA UNAHAN NG PILA NG BOYS KASI BY HEIGHT 😭

• Palagi may hawak na panyo (naka-takip sa mukha)

• Naglalaro ng em-el

• Tahimik sa klase pero malakas makipag trashtalkan

• "Bobo mo" - Feitan sa mga nakakalaro nya

• Tambay sa mineski kahit may klase

• COCC (Commander of Cutting Classes) - Mahilig mag cutting

• Tumatakas kapag cleaners

• Pero wala kayo, kahit pabaya yan sa attendance sobrang talino nyan 🥺♥️♥️

• Perfect lahat ng quiz at exams

• Magaling sumagot during recitations

Phinks

• ITO YUNG NAGBABASKETBALL KAHIT WALA NAMAN BOLA AT NASA CLASSROOM???

• Yung tipong gusto mo lang dumaan tas biglang magbabasketball sa harap mo???

• Athlete student - palagi excuse sa klase dahil may practice. Wala na tuloy natututunan.

• Madalas makipag duo kasama si Feitan sa ML.

• Nanghihingi ng baon sa iba

• Palagi may bago jowa every month

• Repeater, masyadong matanda na itsura para sa grade level nya

• Nagpapaiyak ng teacher

Shizuku

• CLASS PRESIDENT

• *umiyak kasi makukulit mga kaklase*

• "Akala nyo ba madali maging President, makinig naman kayo sakin! Si ma'am nag walk out na dahil sobrang gulo daw ng section natin!" 😭

• Mabait na studyante at matalino (hindi nagpapakopya)

• Tumutulong palagi sa cleaners

#phantom troupe #genei ryodan #hxh #hxh headcanons #hunter x hunter #hunter x hunter headcanons #phantom troupe headcanons #chrollo #chrollo lucilfer #chrollo headcanons #feitan #feitan portor #feitan headcanons #phinks #phinks magcub #shizuku #shizuku murasaki #hxh feitan #hxh chrollo #hxh phinks #hxh shizuku #filipino #filo headcanon #filipino au #highschool au

[teabutmakeitazure]

Oh my goodness. Hello all 1000 of you. I hope you're doing well <3

In celebration of this 1k follower milestone, I have opened requests and character interactions like I did before :D

The rules are:

no NSFW

the request should be simple, not too overly specific and long

character interactions can be in the form of a dialogue or a few sentences of story which I can continue writing from

please make sure to specify the character you are requesting

all the requests will be written with a yan character in mind so please remember that!

I can write all the tall male genshin characters as well as Scaramouche but minus Itto (I just can't with him) and for HxH I can only do Chrollo, Illumi and Feitan for now (⁠๑⁠•⁠﹏⁠•⁠)

I'll only be doing a limited number of these, so I'll post when I close requests. With that being said, I'm looking forward to what you guys cook up <3

#still smiling so widely oh my gosh #1k??? thats a lot of you lol #im excited to see what you all want me to write :D

[lliminall]

Hello hello I am the same feitan loving anon from before!! I just had to let you know that the line “power wash 3000 sloppy toppy” absolutely killed me and I was reading this in the car with my mom 💀 I forced myself to read it multiple times because it made me giggle so damn much 😭😭😭 also loved Paku and Machi 🥺 they wouldn't treat me right but I love them anyways 💙

I figured since I'm here I might as well ask this too: how tf would yanderes deal with a darling during their period 😔 feel like feitan would just be so mean about it! Mocking my pain and pawing at my boobs even though they hurt 😭😰 mean, mean man right there

Anyways, periods are homophobic and I hate them but lovely writing as always!!

anon!! thank you for the kind words, I’m glad my dumbass sense of humor landed well with you lol 😭

the power this question holds…our brains must be syncing because I’ve been thinking about period sex with the yans lately, so I had to take this as an opportunity to write out some headcanons for some of my faves hehe

Feitan is absolutely an asshole about it but he’s also very, very into it. Firstly because it allows him to indulge his sadistic side a bit more, given how sensitive your body is. You’re absolutely right about the boob thing, he’d be kneading the tender fat on your chest and pinching your tits just to see how your face twists up underneath him.

He also loves how needy you become during that time of the month. You can try your hardest not to show it, but he’s more than aware of how good an orgasm feels when you’ve been miserable in bed with cramps all day. Maybe he can even pat himself on the back for it later, when you’ve come three times and the endorphins have numbed your poor body enough that you can finally drift off to sleep. Good boyfriend behavior if he says so himself, you should show a little more gratitude to him for it tbh. (not that he’d ever EVER call himself something as sappy as your boyfriend but you get the point lol)

And of course the blood is nothing he’d shy away from, if anything it’s an added bonus. Not only because it works as a natural lube, but also because it creates such a raw, carnivorous experience for him. Cutting people down is a hobby of his. He’s done it for long enough that the smell of blood becomes exhilarating, and to smell it while he’s driving his hips into yours only gets him that much more worked up. It paints such a striking mess across your torsos, smearing down your thighs, the sheets, and everywhere his hands touch after he fingers you to climax. It’s Feitan lmao I hope y’all weren’t expecting it to be wholesome 😭

can I be extra gross and say that he’d even be willing to eat you out, if you got him riled up enough? hm maybe another time lmao

Chrollo doesn’t mind the blood. It isn’t particularly off-putting or attractive to him. What he loves about period sex is the opportunity it gives him to prove how well he can take care of you. Your cramps are keeping you up? And the painkillers aren’t working? How unfortunate. Lucky for you, he knows just the thing that will take your mind off of it :)

You just don’t have the energy to talk back and refuse him when you’re like this. And…it does make you feel better. He’s so gentle with your body, asking you what feels good, what hurts, bringing you to climax as many times as you’ll allow him. He’s basically a dream boyfriend through all of it. It’s confusing and frustrating, and 100% intentional on his part. He wants to show you how good he could be to you, how prepared he is to give you everything you want (minus a few minor things like, uhh your freedom) if you’d just behave for him.

He’ll take care of you in any way you’ll let him. Ordering in comfort foods, bathing you, throwing a heating pad in the microwave, putting on any dumb show you want to watch and cuddling on the couch. In the beginning I think he would offer all of this himself, but after you two have been through it a few times and you get used to it, I can see him being a little shit and making you ask for it yourself. You’re looking at him all expectantly and he just plays dumb. You’re going to have to ask for it and he wants you to be very specific. Tell him you want him to fuck you or it’s not happening. Ugh

Machi feels a little bad about it, but she comes to almost look forward to your periods. She’s a high-level nen user and hers don’t bother her much, but the same sure can’t be said about you. You just look so pitiful lying on the bed with your heating pad clutched to your belly. So when she comes to offer you help, she can act like she’s doing it for your benefit, obviously. If it’ll get you to stop moping around then fine, she’ll finger you a bit, if she must 🙄✋

It lets her feel like she’s doing something good for you. Getting you painkillers, bringing you a hot pad, refilling your pads and tampons without being asked. She feels more guilt than she’d like to over forcing you to be here with her, and providing for you like this soothes that ache a bit. Of course, she’ll never admit any of it. You’ll probably feel like you’re a burden to her, like she does it all out of begrudging obligation. Maybe someday you’ll be familiar enough to see through the act.

Don’t call her bluff though. It’s humiliating enough to be so wrapped around your finger, but for you to become aware of that fact…it might be more than she can gracefully handle.

#thanks for the question this was so fun to think about!! #mwah kiss for you #hxh.ll #chrollo.ll #feitan.ll #machi.ll #asks.ll #my works.ll

[ataraxiaspainting]

Cherry Wine.

Yan Chrollo x F Reader.

Synopsis: It is your last day of actual freedom, and Chrollo intends to have it end with a mix of your design and his own. Everything is perfectly set. All he has to do now is wait for you to come into the web.

Warnings: Yandere themes, a wild Feitan appears, stalking, drugging/restraining (chloroform/handcuffs), and kidnapping.

Word Count: 1k.

*~*~*~*

A familiar jingle accompanies the turntable’s rendition of Tchaikovsky’s Waltz of the Flowers. It is your keychain, moving with your key as you unlock your apartment door, moving as your feet shuffle on your doormat to get rid of the dirt the soles had acquired from walking. The sounds of tired sighs, your headphones being placed beside the rack where your jackets and umbrellas and shoes are placed. Chrollo knows all of these melodies by heart because those notes make up the beautiful orchestra that is you. 

He hears the little creaking noise of the door closing, along with the lock being turned, sealing your fate. A small sound of the closet you keep near the entrance, which holds your bags and fancier footwear like high heels. Chrollo respected the silent rule of never wearing shoes inside, something that is out of character for him whenever he breaks into other peoples’ homes, and had placed his own black loafers behind that one expensive purse you only used one time for a presentation you had to make for your professors and peers. 

He had Shalnark record the entire thing and has rewatched it multiple times, each one seeming better than the last.

Everything about you, from how you walked, how you were so expressive with your facial expressions, how you seemed to be able to befriend anyone, everything about you felt like it came from another world. Or perhaps he is the one who came from another world, metaphorically? Chrollo chuckles at the thought. It would make sense, really, Meteor City felt like another world, that is for certain.

One of your cats meows loudly, the larger but older one from the way the meow was scratchy like nails on a blackboard, most likely being right next to you. He is distressed, perhaps. Chrollo is an unwanted visitor, after all, and despite being more of a cat person, he had to deal with your cats more than your dog, oddly enough. While your dog cowered and hid under the table, whining like she had been reduced to that of the small puppy she was when you first adopted her, your cats teamed up to attempt to scratch his eyes out whenever they jumped on the kitchen table or couch, hissing and possibly screaming bloody murder. Somewhere deep within Chrollo’s heart, it hurts a bit.

He knows that because of your naivety, you will just pet the cat, take off your coat, and your boots, and go upstairs, where your dining table has been set by Chrollo. It’s a welcome gift, in Chrollo’s opinion, but also perhaps an apology one as well.

As soon as you walk into the kitchen, your fate is as doomed as a little fly caught in a spider’s web.

“Come on,” You grumble. “Already? Geez. I just got that bag too…” Are you talking to your cat? “What the hell? I know you have stomach problems but… gosh.”

Ah. Do you plan on switching out the brand of cat food again?

“I guess that’s my own fault though for getting a cat I knew has digestive issues, huh? I can’t be mad at you. You’re almost the same age as me and… that’s a lot in cat years.” Chrollo hears the sound of a yawn as he presumes you are stretching. You must be tired, you have been on your feet all day today helping out your peers with their assignments, as usual. “It’s just now I have to clean up all this puke… argh.”

Should I speed things along? 

A text message from Feitan, who has been outside your apartment door, though you didn’t see him, unsurprisingly. He is most likely getting annoyed, from the tone of the writing, because Feitan can be doing much more important things for the Troupe instead of helping you “settle in” as Chrollo put it.

That won’t be necessary. Trust me. Everything is going as planned so far, even if this is a minor setback.

The reason why Chrollo didn’t choose someone like Phinks or Nobunaga to help him with this task is because Feitan is the most silent. He can easily imagine the other two scaring you away accidentally if they accidentally lose their cover.

The table is set, with flowers and books and other things you love. All he has to do is wait.

You should have just brought Machi.

Chrollo sighs at that, just barely audible. But he knows Feitan is nothing but loyal to him, so he knows that he will not try anything that he does not like.

Machi is busy shopping with Paku and Shizuku for the other things I need for [First], it would be rude to ruin their own task, Fei.

With that, Chrollo’s message is left on read.

Everything is going according to plan, and Feitan will not ruin it, even if he had wanted to.

All that is left is to wait. You’ll come on your own.

Feitan is only here if you attempt to run afterward, after you see your gifts, after all.

He hears footsteps, coming up the stairs, at long last.

One.

Two.

A large meal is placed on the side of the table that has an empty chair. Chrollo sits across, smiling. Plates and bowls filled with things that are sweet, savory, and everything else in between. They are all your favorites, Chrollo double-checked with Shalnark before he had left. Other items are placed on the table as well, like that jewelry set you were eyeing last week but unfortunately was too expensive for you. You were trying to limit how much you spend, a good habit to build surely. It is a shame you will never get to use that skill, though. Unless Chrollo gives you an allowance each week based on how well you behave, an entertaining concept in his opinion, but if it ever becomes reality it will have to wait a few weeks at the very least.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Six.

Chrollo also had Feitan carry handcuffs, in case the chloroform does not work as it was intended to.

But that is after you two talk, it would be rude to not introduce himself and show off everything he has bought for you.

Seven.

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Hellooooo, good morning from my side of the world. I saw a post about regretful yanderes, so can I please get a regretful yandere ask for the hxh adult trio with Feitan pleaaaaseeeeee🥺🥺. Ignore if it's too much trouble.

From your one and only crazy chicken 🐔🐔

ok i kinda struggle with hxh trio having regret because like. they don’t seem the type to. kinda?

below the cut: hisoka (very short), chrollo, Illumi, feitan

hisoka. 0 regret. horrific man. will not ever feel bad about whatever he does to you.

chrollo and illumi are a little bit tricky for me.

chrollo keeps up with the gentleman act, but has zero regret in taking you away. his punishments are also very thought out and planned, so i don’t think he’d come to regret them, as in his eyes you truly deserved what was coming to you. i can see him feeling some ounce of regret when you push him too far and the act drops; he might lash out and leave you with at most a broken wrist. he’d feel bad if you started going quiet after that, but mostly because he enjoys talking to you so much.

but i also think that something in the heart he thought he didn’t have starts aching at the sight of you crying. i imagine this in a scenario where you’ve been with him for a while now, and you haven’t been lashing out or trying to escape. he’s usually very in tune with your emotions, but for a split second when he looks up from his book to see you silently crying he feels his eyes widen, and breathing halt. the feeling in his chest is probably the closest thing he can have to actual regret.

illumi is similar in the fact that his punishments are very thought out, however i see them also being much more extreme. with chrollo if you run you get a condescending caress of your cheek before being knocked out and carried back. with illumi you could end up with two broken ankles. he’ll get some form of silent pleasure at carrying you around everywhere and having you rely on him entirely, so don’t give him the opportunity to do so.

illumi doesn’t like seeing you sad though. when he stalked you for like… two days before just taking you for himself, he felt something in his chest grow warm at watching you interact with things that made you happy (not people, though. that made him feel a little bit sickly.) seeing you play with a stray cat on your way home from work had him thinking that you would be a good mother. the next morning you woke up in the zoldyck estate, so… yeah.

you might become quiet the more time you spend with him, thinking that maybe that’s what he wants of you. he’ll regret if he makes you feel like that - like chrollo, he’s also hooked on the sound of your voice. he’s just a lot less obvious about it.

similarly to chrollo i imagine he doesn’t like seeing you cry. you’re his wife, you should be happy. it kinda depends on why you’re crying though. if it’s because of him he’s probably already convinced that he’s done nothing wrong and that you should get over it. if it’s his family, he’ll probably have a talk to them to see what happened. if it’s anyone else he’s seeing red. quite literally too; whoever it is will be drained of all blood they have available.

now. feitan. hrm.

as far as i’ve seen of him feitan seems to be one of the worst yans you could be stuck with. is mad at you for the fact that he’s in love. has considered many times just killing you so he can be rid of all of these feelings but every time he just can’t bring himself to, and it makes him more mad.

definitely sadistic. he doesn’t care to explain to you why you’ve made him mad sometimes, and it’ll be hard to know if you have because he’s always mad. the only time you see him content is when he’s come back from torturing someone (and also when he watches you sleep but you don’t need to know that.)

being with him is like walking on thin ice while wearing a suit made out of molten lava.

his punishments will hurt. bad. expect a lot of bruises or broken bones, and he’s pretty fast to dish them out. he actively enjoys seeing you cry, so that isn’t going to help with anything.

but. i can actually feeling some sort of regret at times. very VERY rarely, though.

one time he locked you in the basement for a couple of days, forgetting that you needed food and water to quite literally survive. you couldn’t really focus on much when he came back, but you could swear you saw actual panic in his expression.

he never apologises for things like that, but you’ll find yourself warm in bed, some microwaveable meal you enjoy on the table next to you, as well as maybe a book or game you used to go on about. it’s pretty much the only form of regret you’ll get from him, but you’ll take it over anything else.

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