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The Fourth Leg

chrollo lucilfer x reader

Summary: No matter how fast you ran, the Spider's leg cannot get far. No matter how long you hid, you were bound to be found, dear number four. WARNING: toxic relationships, mentions of murder and torture, bullying, murder plot, smut, idk what else? yandere? 18+ Smut scene is based on Fear (1996). I saw it and it crept up on me

You’ll always be able spot the blond haired boy from a mile away. His blond locks are longer now, and his eyes are colder. They aren’t the same light grey they used to be when he was around. A small smile comes across your face when you look to see what your boy is wearing: his traditional Kurta attire.

When the massacre happened and you had run into Sheila, she informed you of everything there was to know about the Kurta. So, while he was housed by you, you made those clothes for him. And now that he’s a little older, he still wears the clothes you send him.

Kurapika left home to get his hunter’s license. He was determined and able. Just like you shaped him to be. Alas, there is something there that you once again failed to save. Just like before, like always.

That rageful bloodlust that confuses the host for justice and vengeance when it is neither one. It is darkness that lurks into them and finally settles into their souls.

He is falling for the same trick as you and your dearest friends had. They entered a place and left every smidge of hope they had. What was supposed to be for justice, protection, and Sarasa, resulted in a numbness that is too disgusting to handle. It’s too brutal and vile. Bloody without a thought of washing their hands with repentance.

No matter, the tightness of your chest has you think of one thing: is it too late to save Kurapika?

You go back inside and wash the dishes that you dirtied from cooking his favorites. He had let you know he was coming. It is such a rarity to even be able to contact Kurapika. He’s just so busy lately. That, and he acts like he has never worked a phone before in his life. The little shit.

Thunder and lightning strike, shaking the ground beneath you. A slight rumble under your bare feet. You look out the window again and see a ghost from your past. Tall, silver haired, and just as beefy as before: Silva Zodlyck. You haven’t seen him since he killed you.

If he spots you, it will be a brawl. Another side of you that you have buried, not exorcised, all these years are calling out for his blood. To wreak havoc once more and see the fear in his eyes again. The bad thing about that is, is that you are a non combatant. An exorcist, a priestess of sorts. Not at all suited for the front lines. You can defend yourself and fight, but not on the level of him or the others.

Hell, maybe not even Kurapika now, and you wiped that boy’s tears and snot.

What you can do now is remain low. As much as you want to see that little brat and talk to him, to find out how he’s been, to fuss over him and see if he’s eaten yet, right now you can’t even consider that. Not when he is close to finding out. Besides, he can take care of himself for a bit. As it appears, Silva isn’t after him.

Breathe in, breathe out. Focus on me, trust in me.

Your breath hitches. That smooth voice is in your head. One you haven’t heard of in years. With all the power inside, you tried to push it out. To wipe their faces from your memories.

You see the trash can and can only think of Little. Oh, how you tortured that boy. Putting him in trashcans and sitting on the lids and gave him noogies. Little would always retaliate but had to be held back when that one showed up to protect you. God, why are you thinking of this? There is a beast of a man who almost ended you and your dumbass is reminiscing of your bullying days.

Had you not pulled that one trick up your sleeve, you truly would have died by the hands of Zoldyck. It has been years since you’ve fought seriously. You trained Kurapika, but you never went full throttle. Nothing but rust is on your nen and hand-to-hand combat.

Just sit back, don’t hide your presence or anything. That's what he’s looking for. Any kind of blip in the atmosphere. Hell, he may not even remember you!

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You know what you have to do. There is no hope here. No compassion for others at all. The Kurta clan, Sarasa, you, no one. It is now or never.

You jump at the bolder of a man. Crosses paint themselves on your palms as a holy prayer escapes your lips. Your veins line with the brightest blue and the rubble around you lift off the ground from your aura. Directly, your hands clasp onto Silva’s. He looks confused and the most surprising of all, scared.

He lets go of his hatsu. In the back, there is a bloody scream. A roar that a lion can never compare itself to. A bloodlust from the roar that made Silva’s eyes widen. It is too late, the hatsu hit you straight on. Two balls of electricity and power collide with your fragile body.

When you came to, by pure nen, you could vaguely see your dearest. His eyes watery, voice hoarse, blood trinkling on his face. Silva is not in sight, not a single thing left behind. Did he kill him?

“No, no, no, damn it! Fuck!” He shakes you ever so slightly as you lay in his arms. “Heal yourself, please...”

You have to leave. He has no regard for you or anyone but himself. Chrollo, the boy who is only a few years older than you, yet you still bullied him, is gone. He didn’t care that you’re a non combatant. He was willing to sacrifice your life and his for his ego.

He only wants your ability, positively. Chrollo is gone. It is only the spider left. You have always hated spiders anyway.

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Nah, Silva remembers you. He almost died too. How can he forget that he was sent to kill the man responsible for the annihilation of an entire clan? It's hard to forget a case like that considering the brutality of the deaths.

And if Kurapika finds out that you are Number Four, the lost spider, he’ll lose it. He'll demand to see the tattoo, no doubt. You can’t show him that. Especially since you lost a bet with Machi and Paku and put it on a place that he just has no business looking at.

As long as you remain calm and blend in, no one will notice. If Kurapika comes in with Silva, you’ll leave before. Pretend that you are out of town or something. Actually, that’s a good idea. You quickly write a note telling your boy that you had to rush out and that you’d call him later. To help himself to the food and make sure to rest.

There is another rumble under your feet. It feels different. The screams are louder, the air more ominous by the second. What is this? It touches you like a familiar hand. Something cold and clammy. Is that...Nobunaga?

Don't panic, don’t panic. It's been years since you faked your death and abandoned them. They probably don’t remember you, right?

Nah, you pantsed Nobunaga in the middle of a dubbing. He was wearing the ranger’s underwear. He always vowed to get revenge, but he was stopped by Chrollo, of course. You’ve known these people for years and fought with them side by side. You saved him several times and healed him. He will remember you.

There is a deathly silence. Your skin raises goosebumps all over. You can feel him. Your old friend knows or is at least trying to figure out what’s going on. You take a deep breath and remain calm. It has always been easy to trick him. How many times did you do such a thing and lead him to embarrassing situations? And how many times did Chrollo get you out? Every. Single. Time.

You sure were spoiled rotten by Chrollo in every way. It drove people nuts. When you were dropped off in Meteor City at the age of five, you were a terror due to pain and heartbreak. There was only so much a child could take and you weren’t able to express it properly.

The priest held onto patience as much as he could, but no one could ever hold a candle to Chrollo’s patience. It is as if he is a saint. You'd bite, kick, and talk over him. When they dubbed the tapes, you would always turn the tv off just because it wasn’t what you wanted to watch. Uvogin was so close to beating you so many times, but Chrollo intervened and explained to them what empathy was.

However, he went overboard and spoiled you rotten. In the Troupe you got part of Chrollo’s shares including what was actually yours. He made sure that you were the most taken care of out of them all. He always helped you up and protected you the most. You weren’t able to go on a mission by yourself and had to have at least two people with you, just like him.

He always held a soft spot for you, you think. Even before you shared special moments. Until he stopped caring and went somewhere where you can’t follow.

Now that you have abandoned the Spider, Lord only knows what’ll happen. Will he spare you for old time’s sake? Or will Feitan, also known as “Little”, finally get his revenge because of the trash cans?

Or Machi’s cut up clothes, and Paku’s shaved head, or Uvo’s wedgies and bites, Phinks’s eyebrows that never grew back, Shalnark’s broken nose and the tack in his sho-

Oof, you’re going to die. And that was all done when you were like, six? There were plenty more years that you were just onery. Chrollo...that poor guy. The hell he went through before and after the Troupe...the patience of a saint.

Spoiled, spoiled, spoiled, rotten.

You were ungoverned and got away with things that the rest couldn’t. But this, rejecting the Spider, rejecting him, sheltering the last Kurta descendant...you’ll die.

Or be in a lot of pain.

Suddenly, you feel a sharpness crawling up your arm. They're coming. Another rumble occurs right when you back away from the sink. In the distance is a large body flying in the air with a trail of red following it. What?

With a gross thud that you swear everyone heard, lands Silva. Beaten, bloody, gone.

Well, there goes that problem. On to the next, which is Nobunaga. You're caught in his en somehow. Or whatever the hell that's called. Anyway, never did you think he’d grow and be able to stretch it out this far.

You start to leave calmly so he doesn’t suspect anything. Just a calm person that his en is confusing for someone else! Finally, you hear the even more terrible commotion. You know Kurapika is okay if the rumors of the powerful chain user are true. And he seemed to have a lot of help. Once you shake the Nobunaga off, you’ll make your way to Pika.

He doesn’t know that in your past you were one of the Spider’s legs. The fourth one, to be exact. The one who died by the hands of Silva Zoldyck, years ago. Soon after the Kurta’s extinction and after the fight with the Spider’s leader, the devil himself.

You lock the backdoor and head to the woods where there is a safe spot that Kurapika used to train. As you pass by the branches and the shady trees, you are blinded by the harsh memories of your dear friend, Sarasa. She and the Troupe are a few years older than you. They spent more time with her than you did but the memories of her, those precious moments that you wanted to last for years to come, that innocence, was stripped from you. You hold onto the specks of what was left of your childhood, before the truth of hell appeared.

A trash bag, a child inside, the Troupe, and Chrollo who faced it first and has never recovered.

You weren’t there to find her. It was broken down to you because of your youth and denial, you were staunch in the belief that it was a lie and that she was alive. The only one who had patience for you was Chrollo. The tantrums were the tipping point to the realization that she had suffered in her last moments.

When it hit you, he held you as you remained in shock. He catered to your every whim to fill in the shoes of the missing people in your life. And you left him.

How could you not? He left you first, abandoned you for a darkness that you couldn’t shine a light through. Chrollo believed that he was a messiah to the city and to his friends. They follow blindly when you can’t. You are a thief, not a heartless killer. The Kurta didn’t deserve their fate.

You push past a couple of thick bushes to be startled.

“Come here, now.” His voice is as smooth as you remember, just a little deeper now and more commanding. Although you know him and his quirks, the atmosphere is off. A creepy feeling of nothing in the air. You can’t sense him of his anger at all. Only a chill and a hair-raising sensation that doesn’t match anyone you know. Perhaps, this is fear.

You walk to him as you spot him in a clearing. “Chrollie.”

“A dead spider, huh.” He stands tall but casually with his hands in his pockets. His hair is slicked back and the tattoo on his forehead is more prominent. He’s shirtless and wears an odd coat. His style choice is different now than it was back then. Before, he would throw on normal Meteor City clothing, which consisted of whatever was around. Looking back, his favorite was a white shirt and plain black jeans. Now, he looks like he wears designer.

“Here I thought that you were squashed,” he looks you up and down, eyes narrowing. You feel vulnerable under his gaze. “All along you were here. Raising a devil that killed two of your own.”

You know about Uvogin and Pakunoda. Kurapika felt so guilty, after the events he vented to you. He sounded as young as he did when you took him in. Of course, you were hurt and cried when Kurapika wasn't looking. You mourned them as anyone would.

“I know about that-”

“And you still didn’t come back?” Chrollo is shaking, desperate to calm down. His fists are clenched so hard, you think they’ll bleed. This, you think, is the most anger he's ever shown. And it's toward you. “Could I? You would’ve killed me!”

“I would have accepted you with open arms, Number Four.” Would have.

Number Four. He didn’t even call you by your real name. “No, you would react just as badly as you are now.”

“Oh, my darling spider, you have no idea. All you had to do is trust me.” He shakes his head in disappointment.

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“I’m not joining, Chrollie. I’m not calling you Boss, either.” You were disappointed that they actually went through with this. Years ago, you came across their little meeting. Chrollie looked at you and asked if you wanted to join but you called them all stupid.

“Why not? I'm the leader.” You roll your eyes. “No, you’re a theater nerd.”

You jump and sit on the desk. He comes up to you, only inches apart. Chrollie gently cradles your face. “That part of me is gone, darling.”

“Darling? Pretending to be all manly now? A gentleman? That's what 'darling' reminds me of. Those books you read.” You acknowledge that he’s grown up. He broader and stronger. His hands no longer smooth but are calloused and bigger than your own.

He erases how gentle he was caressing your face and replaces it with a commanding and firm touch on your cheeks. “Join me.”

“No.” You answer as well as you can with your cheeks squished. Suddenly, his lips touch yours. It is your first kiss. It sends shocks to your special place. He parts from you. Embarrassingly, you follow in his direction.

Quickly, you snap out of the trance of your first kiss. You shake your head in defiance. “I want to travel! I want to get out of this city and experience the highs. I've already touched the lows. I don’t want to get deeper.”

"You think we’re lower than you?” There’s an edge in his tone. One that tells you to tread carefully. However, you’re not shy when it comes to Chrollie.

“No. But I worry that you will be.” He tilts his head and asks, “Because you think I can’t take you to the there?”

He grabs your hand that is so much larger than yours. It's weird now. You are used to him leading you places but now you just realize the difference between you two. He’s...a man now. It’s all so new. You'll never admit that he makes you feel some type of way.

“Let me show you.”

Just like in the movies, you see a roller coaster for the first time. There are lights everywhere and smiling and laughing people. And not at you! Just the joys of life without worrying where the next meal is coming from. You spot the balloons in various animal shapes and see the fluffy candy. The pretzels are soft, and the fried dough the size of your head is to die for. You have never witnessed such freedom. The last time you have seen an inkling of joy was when you were a child and Chrollie was dubbing tapes.

The two of you get on the back of the ride. You cling onto his arm. “Scared?”

“No!” In truth, you were. Never in your life did you ever see one of these in person. Only on the videos Chrollo would pick up. It showed the ride going fast and high with screaming people. There were twists and sharp turns on the tape. And now, you get to be one of those people to experience it.

The ride starts. He wraps his right arm around you. The roller coaster shoots out causing you to flinch.

“I got you, trust me.” You curl into him as the ride takes a sharp turn. Right after it happened, you feel tracing between your legs. You look down and see Chrollie’s fingers rubbing against you.

It's...feeling really good. Your breaths become quicker as his fingers do figure eights through your underwear. You let out a little shriek when he pulls them down. Now, there’s nothing blocking him from you. The ride takes a sudden left.

You don’t know how it happened, how it led to this. What exactly did you say to him that incited him to massage your bud and insert a single finger inside you. Slowly coaxing moans that blend in with the screaming of everyone else. Never have you been so grateful for that. He places a kiss on your head. “Join me, swear to me.”

Another finger enters you. His palm rubs and presses against you. How are his fingers so long? Why are they bigger than yours and feel so much better?

You start to really moan as he goes faster. You lift up slightly to follow his motions with your hips. Chrollie bites and sucks on the spot under your ear. The ride starts to go up.

“Holy sh-oh God...” You breathily cry. He growls in your ear at the sound. “I’ll take you there, to the highs. So high you’ll never see the ground.”

You grab his wrist and move furiously, spreading your legs a little more to give him as much room as possible. You want more, need more. There is a feeling there that is about to pop. One that he can take.

“Swear to me.” You watch as the stars get closer. People make noises of excitement different than yours, but it blends. “Do you want me to stop?”

“N-no! I trust you!” You grab onto anything in reach as you give up trying to keep up with him. He's cradling you, his dominant hand relentless and lips sinful. A goose bump raising feeling starts. It's cold and is making you shake even more. Chrollo feels it too.

He's smiling when you gasp and your head goes back.

Everything is happening at once. Two different sensations, both caused by the boss, by Chrollo Lucilfer. And he knows it, he’s waited for it.

“Swear to me, trust me!” You grab his leg and squeeze it. “Let me take you there.” He whispers in your ear.

As the ride reaches the peak, so do you. Loudly, you swear to him. To the spider and his name. His hands and whatever energy is rushing to you, cause your eyes to go back. The squelching sound is loud, but your euphoric moans of his name are louder.

From what you gather in this state, the ride was supposed to stop. Supposed to stay on the rails rather than bounce a little. You didn't even notice that your aura was the cause for the ride's disruption.

When your high leaves you, you’re in a daze and glowing. He withdraws himself and sucks on his fingers. You gasp at the sight. It is pornographic, the hungry look in his eyes. The grey that you have known for years has become so dark and just by a lick. He grabs your hand gently and leads you away to finish what he started. Your legs shake along the way and for the rest of the night when the two of you are satisfied. The way he licked and sucked and swirled his tongue on the most delicate of places and thrusted himself inside had him gain the scratches on his back.

The two of you created a memory that neither of you would ever forget.

It wasn’t until you learn about the nodes do you hold a slight bitterness towards him. He caused yours to open wide because of this. Your aura nodes and a nen pact that binds you together. For the Spider.

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You swallow at the memory and plenty more of similar situations with your former boss. For years you trusted him fully. But somewhere along the way, he had lost it. “Chrollie, please understand. I just didn’t agree with it anymore.”

“Really?” He scoffs. He knows you are hiding the words to describe how it really was, how it is. You rub your eyes with the palms of your hands.

“When you killed that entire clan...tortured them, mutilated them...I couldn’t do it anymore. You wouldn’t listen to me. You only thought of yourself.”

“Excuse me?” His voice is low, and his eyebrows are raised. He's gotten so intimidating now. Before, he was someone you pushed over even when he was your boss. It has always been that way. You admit, you are spoiled. Undisciplined and rebellious to the Spider.

To Chrollo Lucilfer.

If you are going to die today, you are leaving with giving him a piece of your mind. A dose of reality that he no longer has.

“You completely lost yourself. How can you make dumb decisions like that?”

“Their eyes gave Meteor City a profit that helped millions. I did it for our city.” You shake your head no. “No, you did it for yourself. As some kind of sick powerplay! And everyone follows you blindly, and to do it without a thought. You guys kill for no reason. It didn’t use to be that way.”

Your lip wobbles at the memory of that day. You had gone up to Chrollo and went against the mission. It was stupid to you. It didn’t make any sense. They were going to kill these people because he wanted their eyes? You understand that he is greedy and increasingly vicious. But not cruel, not before the end.

He didn’t yell at you, but he did put you in your place with a stern yet calm voice. It was scary. Just as scary as he is now. You still couldn’t do it though. The thought of it made you cry.

So, he commanded you to keep watch and capture any stragglers. There were none. You ran away from the screams and ran into a boy with blond hair and blue clothing. A Kurta. The last one, to be exact. You begged him not to go over there. Afraid of his fate or him seeing the gruesome crime.

The Troupe were not there, only corpses. Eyes gouged out, bruises and bloody. Even the children. Lucilfer had become the devil himself.

You, without thought, took the boy in. You found a little village not too far away and raised him in a cottage. Unfortunately, you weren’t there every single day because of your “job”. One he knew nothing about.

Until your last day. You and Chrollo had been walking in Meteor City when Silva Zoldyck came. Someone called for him to eliminate the Troupe. Your dearest didn’t care that you aren’t really suited for fighting. Especially a Zoldyck.

That was your chance! So, when Silva had hit you with his Hatsu, you hid inside your energy and faked your death. It looked so real, felt like it too. It took a lot of healing and purifying to survive.

You had to do it. Your friends had lost their way. You couldn’t go along with it anymore.

“You left.” You whimper.

“Are you kidding me? I believe the one who abandoned the Spider, your friends, me, is you. My spoiled little brat .” He takes a few steps closer to your standing frame.

“You went to a place where I couldn’t follow. It was no longer about finding Sarasa’s killers or protecting the city. The Spider turned evil. I knew it was happening but I didn’t face it until years later when you committed a pointless massacre.” He ignored you and talked over you.

“You swore. And here I find you healthy, alive. While we are dying. We needed you and you left!” That ended with a powerful yell.

“You didn’t care about me either. I was no match for Silva yet you were willing to sacrifice me. You went to a place I just couldn’t -can’t- follow.”

A tear drips down your face. His face is furious and slicked back hair is coming undone by him running his hand through it. He stops when he sees your tear. Instinct takes over and he wipes it.

“Uvo, Paku, Shalnark, Korotopi. All gone and you could have stopped it. I was cursed by that boy to never talk to the Troupe again. We had to find an exorcist in Greed Island of all places because you decided we were trash.” His voice deceptively hushed and smooth. You shake your head no.

“Not trash. Just bad leadership.”

Chrollo’s eyes widen. This is the first time anyone has insulted his leadership. He immediately pulls your hair. You yelp and try to get out of his hold.

“And yet you do not complain of the riches I gave your greedy ass.” He growls.

“You are a profitable leader. A good provider. An excellent one. I hadn’t a need or want in the world,”

You struggle to get out of his grip. It loosens as you speak. “But you aren’t a true leader. A true one would never endanger his people like you have. Never would view them as replaceable.”

He tosses you on the ground. You accidentally land on your wrist. Chrollo paces back and forth. “Replaceable? Bad leader-ha! Oh, love you are something.”

He grabs your arms roughly. You try to yank your arm out of his grasp. “You’ve already replaced me!”

Chrollo shakes his head no. “I could never.”

“I’m sorry, Chrollie. I just-you-,” You take a deep breath. “Everything went downhill. We stopped looking for the killers like you promised. We weren’t Robin Hood anymore, either. Remember that story you read me? Take from the rich and give to the poor?”

“I remember.”

“It wasn’t that anymore. What was left was coldness and blood. And a boy whose life and childhood were taken from him. Just like ours. It wasn’t fair.”

“We support and provide for our home, not some random people.”

Frustrated, you retort, “You like to listen to the sound of your own voice too much. That's why you don’t listen! You don’t realize actions have consequences until shit like Uvo and Paku happen.”

He raises his hand. You flinch to brace for it. This is the first time he will strike you.

Time is frozen as you wait for the pain. You open your eyes and see what’s the hold up. Chrollo stands frozen with his hand still in the air still. His face is no longer hardened, but shocked. His mouth is slightly open and eyes have widened. He stares at his open palm as if it had a mind of its own, and he couldn't believe it.

Then he clears up once again to return to his previous deadly expression. Rather than striking you on your face, he lands his hand on your ass. You yelp at the impact.

“ Ow!” You rub the cheek he hit. “Why? Of all things?” Like him hitting your ass was supposed to be better than your face? It's demeaning!

He grabs your face with one hand and kisses you harshly, passionately. A confession, a return. Stupidly, you get lost in him like always.

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“No! You play this instead.”

“But I want to dub Cleanup Rangers...” Chrollo rubs his arm as he looks down at the nine year old. You were dropped off at the front doorstep of the church about a couple of years ago. Ever since then you’ve been a little terror. Always picking on people, on the priest, the entire city.

You are a tiny bully pushing everyone around because you’re hurt. Only Sarasa could fully calm you. While everyone else just visited the church from time to time, you were a child that had to live in it because no one liked you. You never got a nanny or substitute siblings. All you had was yourself and a priest who was often at his wits end. You had to follow him around and practice his teachings and study them. You were often times bored and thus angry at everything.

Sarasa was a God send in his eyes and yours. Chrollo was someone who tried to follow in Sarasa’s footsteps with you but lacked the ability to tell you no. He was a patient and caring boy, but one you walk over.

“I don’t care! This one!” You stomp your feet.

“Don’t let her push you around like that, Chrollo.” Uvogin recently hit a growth spurt, so he towered over you two completely.

“No! What I say goes. This one!” You show Uvogin the tape. “Do you even know what’s on it?”

“No. But I want to see.”

Chrollo hums and places the tape inside. It turns out, it was blank. You pouted as Uvogin teased you. His smile is wide and practically glows. The laugh is boisterous and bounces off the walls. Immediately, you hit him in his most sensitive spot, causing him to buckle and groan.

You scream at the top of your lungs. “Stop laughing at me!”

Laughter and a smile like that remind you too much of your parent when they dropped you off in this God forsaken, dirty, and polluted place. You hate it. “It’s okay. Here, we’ll do the Clean up Rangers and you can help if you want!”

Chrollo took out the blank tape and put it aside. He picked you up and placed you on the desk closest to him. Uvo hisses and glares at you. You frown and stick out your tongue.

“Listen, you can play the-”

“No. I'm scared of that.” He knows good and damn well you don’t listen. He looks at you confused until he deduces the problem. “Stage fright?”

Confused, you ask, “What’s that?”

Uvogin groans in the background with every dirty word he can muster. He curses Chrollo for being so gentle with you and a “pushover”. You quickly tell him to shut up or you’ll hurt him even worse.

“It’s when you get scared to talk in front of a bunch of people.” You sat in front of him and nodded. “Okay, how about you have a front row seat then! Make sure you cheer us on, alright?”

You're still pouting. He rubs your cheek. You want to play with the rest of them too! They never let you play normal things. He hugs you and rubs your back to console you.

“Trust me. It'll be fun!”

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You wrap your arms around his neck, gently tugging at his hair. What was a proclamation of dominance, turned into an embrace of passion. You part from him slightly. You rub his chest and ask, “Why did you lose your way? Killing all of those people?”

“Why did you stop trusting me?”

“You are willing to sacrifice everyone, even me.” That day with Silva Zoldyck was proof of your accusation, of your observation. He sucks on your neck with the intent of a mark. You give him a gasp. Slightly muffled, “Why do you doubt me? Do you honestly think I would have? You stopped trusting me.”

He nibbles on your ear. You try to pull away before you are totally caught in him. “The Kurta-”

“Are responsible for Sarasa’s death and for some of the trafficking of children. Getting rid of them was necessary. Do you understand?” He continues to kiss down your neck, making sure to suck on the best places. He holds you a little closer.

You want to believe there was a deeper reason for the extermination of the Kurta. “You barely remember it, so it can’t be true. Hell, how can I believe you when you don’t care about anyone?” He slaps your ass again. You are this close to smacking the shit out of him. You rub your bum in hopes to stop the stinging.

“Stop that! That’s not funny!” You pull away to see an indifferent face for a split second. Chrollo grabs the back of your hair and pulls you in once again. His personality flips like a switch. The sweetness is gone and back is the bloodlust and anger. Honestly, it never left. It was just hidden to trick you. He's a good actor like that.

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“What are you guys doing?” Phinks groans at the sight of you. Recently, he had to pull Feitan out of the trashcan again. Next to him is Feitan saying words in his native tongue that would have made a sailor blush. You blow a kiss to them both just to antagonize them.

“Enough, she’s part of the Spider now.” Chrollo, right on his forehead, has a cross tattoo that kind of resembles a web. You don't know where he got it done at.

“Her? What can she do?” Machi crosses her arms. You always wondered if she liked Chrollie. If she knew what the two of you did last night, she’d scream.

You’re still a little sore and flustered. But happy and satisfied. Never have you felt so good. At first it was so sweet and dare you say, loving. Then as the night went on it became animalistic.

Rather than sit around him, waiting to hang on to his every word, you sit next to him, chomping on some chips you found. You hear some groans and mumbles about how you are and how you’re going to get away with everything. Again.

You stick your tongue out and say, “That’s why I ain’t sharing...bitch ass.” Phinks crosses his arms. “Damn it...”

“Enough,” He stares down at you. “Like I said, she is a leg. And an exorcist.”

You feel his eyes on you again. You look up to see his eyes. “The fourth leg.”

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“You are coming home, now.” He drags you by the back of your neck.

“Wait, stop!”

“Shut the ever living fuck up.” He squeezes you harder. Wasn't he just loving on you like two seconds ago? You have always wondered if he was all there. He seemed genuine when he was a kid but seeing the man he's become, you may never know.

“Hold on! You said the Kurta killed Sarasa. How do you know?”

“Sheila told us.”

You see the rest of the legs. They look unbothered until they see you. Shock is painted on their faces so vibrantly.

“I thought...I thought she hadn’t seen you in years?” You have a sense of confusion and suddenly, dread.

____

Sheila limps to a cave. You see her as you run away from the Troupe and their horrific actions. This happened right before you would spot a blond boy. “Sheila?”

“Oh my God!” She hugs you tightly. Her leg has always been messed up since she was a child.

You feel like crying at the sight of her. It has been you and the Spider for so long now, you were forgetting what Sheila was like. She was the closest thing you had to Sarasa. You had your own way of loving someone, but Sarasa seemed the most natural. A big sister, a mother even. A girl who always shared stickers with you and sang you to sleep.

“What’s going on?” She asks as you hug return her hug. “T-they’re killing them!”

“Who? Who’s dying?”

“The Kurta!” Sheila gasps. “I was just with them. Oh no, did I-”

You sniffle and wipe your eyes. “No, no. This is on them.”

“And the Kurta were so nice too. Harmless, peaceful.”

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Why did she say that if she knew they killed Sarasa? When did her and Chrollo talk? You were with Chrollo the whole time, so it couldn’t have been that day.

You see Sheila in the background. She is looking down at the ground, then looks up with the most wicked smile and gleam. What? You stare back with horror. Never has she had that smile. It is foreign and totally misplaced. This is Sheila, not a Troupe member. Why is she even here? She isn’t a part of it and disapproved of the group.

Then, everything is falling together.

Everyone’s faces are that of monsters.

You don’t understand. She told them of their whereabouts. She said something completely different to you. And of course, you believed her. Her and Sarasa were like sisters. They were so close it was like looking at twins. Never would you have thought she could commit such a sin. The Kurta were innocent, but...what’s going on? Everyone was desperate to capture Sarasa’s killers-oh no. You stop moving your feet, only to be dragged by Chrollo Lucilfer. He moves his hand from your neck to your arm in a tight hold, tripping you along the way.

“No, no, no!” You’re trying to yank free. How can he not see it? He’s the smartest person you know. How can he not see what had taken place that day? The horror, the blood and mutilation. Chrollo, you must see this!

The Kurta and Sarasa were innocent. Kurapika...your boy.

“Chrollo, don’t you see?” You whisper for only him to hear. He looks down at you as the rain begins to fall gracefully.

You can feel the tears swell.

Does he know what happened that day? That the Troupe and Sheila are monsters. And not just because of the Kurta’s extinction. You may not have all of the puzzle pieces, but by the reactions alone, it becomes clearer.

Out of everyone here, you struggle to read him. Always have, even when you were kids. You only catch the truth from time to time when he gives it to you. They are few in between.

“Have they made a fool of you?” It is rare to one up Chrollo. His power can wipe nations, his aura is powerful and vast, his commanding tone is one that cannot be ignored.

“Sacrifices have to be made.” He bluntly answers without a hint of remorse or second thought. His tone is final and dead. Like he has nothing else to say about it.

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“I’m fucking sick of her-!” Uvogin plops down on the chair. It creaks under him. Before Uvogin can continue his ranting, another voice pipes up on the matter of a certain little girl.

“She’d...be fun.” His voice is recognizable to anyone due to his lack of pure fluency. His hair is choppy right now because a brat got her hands on a pair of scissors. The thick, black, strands are being fixed by Pakunoda. It isn’t the best, but at least it wouldn’t look as bad as it did.

Machi taps her foot. “She would be, huh?”

“It can’t be us, though. Too obvious.” Shalnark points. Collectively, the friends are beginning to plan and imagine a better Meteor City.

“Are you guys being serious, right now? This is a child you’re talking about.” Pakunoda taps on Feitan’s shoulder, signaling that she’s done. He turns back to look at her and answers, “Deadly.”

Machi sighs. “You’re right, Shal. It is too obvious. And we have rehearsal with Chrollo, too.”

Pakunoda crosses her arms. “This isn’t sitting right. Something is going to go wrong.”

“Remember your shaved head?” Machi asks. Pakunoda tenses up at the memory of you butchering her hair. Who keeps giving you scissors? You would be cute with that crooked smile of yours if it wasn't caused by the loss of her hair.

“There are a lot more bad things going on in the city. Accidents happen all the time, Paku.” Nobunaga puts his hair into a bun. Pakunoda remains silent. “We can’t let anyone else know. Only ones in this room.”

As said, bad things happen to kids in Meteor City all the time.

Sarasa decided to go find a tape instead of you since you have a habit of picking blanks. You stomped your foot in protest. You wanted to go! You’d finally had the right directions to pick up some good tapes, anyway. Alas, Sarasa went while Chrollo soothed you.

She skips along and sees a few men ready to welcome her in the worst way.

“Is it her?” Uvogin’s heart is racing. It's pounding so loud it’s in his ears. The rain is the only outside noise as Chrollo reluctantly opens the bag.

Chrollo opens the bag and sees the face of Hell. Uvo grabs him and demands to know what is on the note since he can't read it. The wrong face is behind that letter, that much is known. The wrong directions were given to the wrong child. Everyone needs to know. To hear the mistake and pain, the truth.

The words on that letter will never be spoken.

_____

“The Kurta is an isolated clan with special eyes. They'd be a good cover, no?” Sheila asks. Lately, Sarasa’s murder is being brought up more and more. Chrollo is turning into the leader that Meteor City needs. And an omnipotent being. A terrifying, controlling, mastermind of a god. One that demands respect and cooperation, devotion to what he’s created: a spider. But that spider has one weakness that at a drop of a hat, can cause this god to wreak havoc on everything.

Calm and collected he appears, but thunderous when he strikes. Loyal to what is his, but horrible in all.

“So, the Kurta. Agree?”

“Aye.” They say in unison. “It’s not like anyone would miss them.”

_____

The more you study him, the more you wonder if he knows. Was he blind or was he in on it and spun that story of him finding her? How could any of them do this?

“Please, not you...” You whisper. Chrollo’s book is open to a page fit for an exit. A green portal opens. “No! No, no, no!”

You struggle even more as everything, except for Chrollo’s role, becomes clear. You are not the smartest, but you are stupid. Years in that blasted city has taught you valuable lessons of reading people. Years of knowing these people have given you an advantage on top of that. Well, not everything obviously. “Chrollo, what did you do?”

He glances down at you once more. “I am the Head, my fourth limb. But even a spider has a treasure to keep.”

His grey eyes are dull but with the slightest hint of possessiveness. You'd recognize it anywhere. It is the same look he gave you when you saw him today, it is the same when you first met him and he had decided to keep you under his wing, it is the same as when you finally joined the Troupe.

This wicked gleam has always sought you, always found you. Unfortunately, you could never read them other than that. Like you said, he only shows what he wants you to see and even then, it is blurry. God, you wish you could. If only for a moment to answer your question. Just a straight answer, the truth, about how or why Sarasa died. She was innocent and sweet. She was your friend! Everyone’s, actually.

So, why? What could she have possibly done to deserve such a fate? How can he not see the true culprits? What about the Kurta? Did he know and went with it anyway?

No, that’s a bad deal. It can’t be just one question and one answer. You have too many questions. And not a single one will be answered, you bet.

He drags you to the portal. The Troupe starts to enter it. Phinks looks at you for a split second. For that one second his eyes look...sad? No, that’s not possible with someone like him. Like them. You are accepting that you’re in danger, but not that these beasts have a heart or a capability of remorse.

You look around frantically. Where's Kurapika? Is he dead?

Would he save someone like you?

“(Y/n), who are you looking for?” Chrollo asks. He doesn’t even look at you. You want to call out for Kurapika, but that’d expose him to danger. No, if your boy hates you let that be so. At least he’ll be okay. Hopefully he has learned to make his own attire.

“You can’t do this, Lucilfer.”

“But dear, I can, I have, and I will.” A few more steps to the portal. “Lucilfer, I don’t want to go.”

You yank your arm out of his grasp. “Stop this! I don’t want to go. Do you know what they did?”

He calmly turns around and stares at you. He expected this behavior from you. He walks to your frozen form, causing the few survivors of the village to jump. Once again, he cradles your face and places the gentlest of kisses on your lips. They're still soft, you note. Still full and masterful.

Right as your eyes are about to close, you see that he is looking at something past you as the kiss begins to get more intense. More possessive by his hold and the movement of his lips. His grey eyes are narrowed at something that you can’t see.

Is this a claiming? What the hell is he looking at? Done being curious, you turn to look and see your boy Kurapika’s horrified and furious expression. You have no thoughts other than your impending fate. Your vicious crimes and relentlessly cruel past have resurfaced in the form of a wicked man. The boy you took care of and never verbally admitted you loved him as your own, is ruined even more. His heart is broken.

Sarasa is gone, the Spider reigns supreme, and you are stuck. There are more questions than answers at this point. Too many lies from a group that cling together in some sick and twisted loyalty. You have accepted that in the middle of that is the boy you admired and maybe even loved.

And you finally understand what Phinks meant. It wasn’t remorse, it was pity for an old and spoiled friend as they are pushed onto the spider’s web.

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kimbap-r0ll · 1 year

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Hi, just wanted to send this in! Headcanons for two characters of your choosing plus Chrollo about their reactions after their s/o’s death? Maybe like the grieving process. Bonus points if their death was caused in/directly by them 😈 angst angst angst

Hi, thank you for the ask! Ooh this is quite sad, I think I have two others that might be interesting to write for here

Chrollo, Feitan, Kurapika reactions to their s/o's death (inadvertently caused by them)

Chrollo

He had pushed you too far this time, telling you to go on the mission by yourself since you kept insisting you could do it. How foolish of him to let you go without thinking a certain chain user might be in the way. You hadn't returned after many hours. The mission shouldn't have taken that long, and the rest of the troupe was also agitated

The search started as soon as the sun began to rise. The troupe members scattered throughout the city to see if you were accidentally sleeping somewhere and forgot to come back. However, Chrollo stumbled upon your lifeless body in a rubbish dump. How fitting, you were from Meteor City, a junkyard.

"Y/n, are you sleeping?" He laughed, but as he kept calling out, you weren't responding. Touching your face, he felt his heart stop. You were cold. "Y/n," he breathed out. The sun's rays caress your face as if you were reached by the heavens. But this moment was nothing peaceful inside Chrollo's heart.

The troupe returned and saw Chrollo carrying you. The rest of them asked what had happened, he remained calm however. "We lost another it seems," he says quietly. Though he looks composed, the entire room fills with bloodlust that fades just as quickly as it came. He asks to be left alone and the rest of the spiders oblige.

Chrollo does not show his emotions to others, especially because as a leader he must be strong. But he breaks down, he had failed his role in keeping the spiders, no, you safe. Though revenge is something he wants, at the moment he wants nothing more than for you to hear his apologies of not keeping you safe

Feitan

He knew he was rough, that was why at first he didn't want to be in a relationship with anyone, especially someone outside of the troupe. You were just a regular person, you didn't know about anything related to the troupe nor nen, you were fragile. But maybe it was that fragility and that brightness that drew him to you.

This time however, you found out about his business with the troupe. You were upset at him hiding this fact from you, and this sparked a fight between the two of you. Feitan warned you to calm down, but it was really him that should have calmed down because the minute you threatened to let the officials know he quickly aimed his hand for your neck.

Had you been any other nen user or opponent he was used to, you would have survived and maybe had a sore throat for a few months. However, he punctured your neck, causing blood to spill and for you to splurt out a weak "Feitan" before slipping to your knees. Ater a split second he realized what he had just done.

"Y-y/n," it was the first time you had seen any emotion from him. It was fear. His eyes grew wide, he held you up, trying to keep you from falling. You tried tell him sorry, but blood kept spilling everywhere and your words were reduced to nonsense choking. Feitan kept telling you to shut up and that you had to stay alive.

It was an agonizing two minutes before you lost consciousness and eventually stopped breathing. Feitan stood up, not knowing what to do with your body. He was used to cleaning up corpses with what his job demanded, but this time he was lost. The next time the troupe saw him, he was a lot colder than usual. No one knew what had happened, other than that when Phinks asked where Feitan's lover was Feitan gave him a punch but his eyes held sadness more than anger

Kurapika

He shouldn't have prioritized his path of revenge over the lives of people he cared about. Sure, the Kurta seemed to call to him to avenge their deaths, but those that were living were also calling to him to not go down the path of destruction. He should've listened a little harder to those that were still with him in the physical world.

Being someone from Meteor City, someone that was close to the troupe didn't exactly translate to you being sympathetic to the spiders. But an argument got heated, and he lost control. You were trying to get him to stop his fight to hunt for the rest of the Kurta eyes and even the troupe but he thought you didn't understand his pain. Nen was involved soon enough.

Though you tried to fight him, he was skilled. Being Kurta made Kurapika much stronger too even in terms of sheer physical strength. He couldn't use Emperor Time on you, but that didn't stop him from using his chains in general. When you thought he was done with his chains, you rushed to restrain him from continuing his anger but he only grabbed for a nearby pen.

The anger blinded him from seeing what had just happened. The next thing he remembered after you told him that he should stop his revenge was that he had a pen in his hand that was stabbed into your chest. You were coughing violently, eyes wide and brimming with tears. You told him you were sorry and that you should've understood him better. Weakly, you reached up to his face, meeting his red eyes that soon faded back to brown. But you were too weak, your eyes closed and you slumped.

"No," Kurapika breathed out, "No no no no, y/n, y/n don't leave me," he shook you, holding you up and trying to get you to wake up. His actions took someone's life once again, another burden to shoulder. He knew his anger could be deadly, but never did he think it could kill you. How was he to forgive himself any longer when he was already feeling the anguish of his clan? Kurapika cried as he held you, repeating apologies and refusing to let go of you.

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im-in-love-with-99-demons-again · 9 months

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Good morning/afternoon/night I was hoping if you can you do a Kurapika x fem reader, where reader's brother is Chrollo. (But Kurapika doesn't know that..yet)

Like Kurapika and reader have been dating but reader ended up picking up a job far from him for a while. (Up to the point where Kurapika now knows how Chrollo look).

......I don't think i'm wording this right.....like to the part where Kurapika is in the car with Chrollo and then out of no where Chrollo says something like

"Oh, so your the boy my dear sister is dating and you're the chain user..."....

.sorry this is a bit long and weird....feel free to change anything Oh and can you make the reader Pregnant (Also Kurapika doesn't know....or he could!?) SORRY this is getting a lot longer then what i wanted..Hope it's not to much😥

OH MY GOD😩 some drama! I love this! no worries i understood you<3 I hope you like what I wrote...

Part two is: Here

also I have a weird feeling that your @bruh-help7764 if you are then no wonder you wanted the reader pregnant...

if u aren't then i feel like you and @bruh-help7764 would get along so well 🤡

warnings: Angst, kinda no comfort.

I also had no idea what i was writing......i started this at 3 in the morning and fell asleep halfway.....and now it finished......kinda

"I guess this is goodbye, but not forever. ''

You say as you start to head to your plane as Kurapika waves at you back with a sad smile, he watches as your figure slowly starts to walk out and onto the plane.

You had landed a pretty good job that only hunters can get and it was your dream job but sadly it was far from Kurapika but you said you guys would meet up for holidays if work would allow you guys to take some days off.

As you got onto the plane and made your way to your seat you started to remember what happened the night before you left. Your hands were pinned above your head as Kurapika made soft hungry kisses on your neck and collarbone, kurapikas other hand grasped one of your boobs massaging and playing with it's bud as it harden under his fingers.

he would slide in and out of you with ease from how wet you had became, pounding in and out of you over and over, you moaned loudly as he let out soft groans and heavy panting with some quit soft whimpering as he released his warm seed deep into you.

You blushed remembering the sweet words he'd whispered to you as he made the rest of you body feel like heaven, you slowly started to rub your thighs together before being interrupted by a flight attendant asking if you'd like anything to drink or eat.

you said you were good for now and she left. you blushed a deeper red from embarrassment of what you had been thinking in a public place..

A week has passed since you had moved away from Kurapika and you've been feeling weird but nothing to worry about...right? You tried to text Kurapika but he's being very trash at answering his phone.

but there has been one person who has been answering you a bit more....and that is your brother..Chrollo.

He was all you had as family..well counted as family.your brother never really talked about his work to you since you decided you didn't want in on the phantom troupe, you were once in but you had gotten out after almost dying.

your spider tattoo long removed and tried to move past that past but once you found out that Kurapika was hunting down every spider because they massacred his family you were heartbroken and mostly because he wanted to kill the head and everyone that was apart of the massacre of his clan....and you had a bigger secret other than the fact you were related to Chrollo was that....it was you that was assigned to kill a little boy almost the same age as you,

he had brown hair and a red and white (idk what it’s called what they wear) and beautiful scarlet eyes.

yes you were young but your nen was strong even your brother wanted to steal it. as you stabbed the boy and gouged out his eyes you heard him whisper something.

"K-...Kura..pika....i'm..sorry"

you didn't know who he was talking about but it made you feel a bit sad for him.

You later on found out who Kurapika was....at the hunter exam. you hid your true last name and your past and everyone believed it, you would have never thought that you'd fall in love with Kurapika nor did you ever expect for him to actually date you....everything is going good...but one day....Kurapika would find out the truth.

Beep....beep....beep. You snapped out of your thoughts and looked down at your phone to see you totally ignore your older brother, he asked if you made any friends at the hunter exam you quickly replied

Y/n: You're hella late for that message

Chrolla: I was busy with work..I'm sorry I didn't ask sooner.

Y/n: it's fine, but yeah i made a bit and I have a boyfriend too!

you quickly sent a picture of you, Gon, Killua, Leorio and Kurapika and than another pic of just you and kurapika, you didn't think much of the pictures until you realized what you just did...kurapika and your brother are like enemies...but they don't know how each other look...right!? well you tried to delete it but your brother has already seen the pictures...the damage has been done.

Chrollo: Oh i see..so the blonde one is your boyfriend?...interesting, well i'm truly happy you found someone, it would be wonderful if i could meet him

Y/n: Yeah..that'd be great (You forced down your anxiety as you continued to type) I miss you

Chrollo: Likewise

You put your phone down and mentally slapped yourself "I'm such an idiot"

Another week has gone by and Kurapika finally texted saying he won't be able to text because he got a big lead on the phantom troupe 😮‍💨 wow you really started to rethink about dating him.

(Kurapika ignore everyone man, poor Leorio being left on not seen)

but you had other things to worry about, you had been throwing up and feeling just like shit, you missed your period but you didn't think much of it (In case urs is like everywhere like mine lol)

you felt horrible this week and even called work which was full of you just vomiting in the bathroom...let's just say that's all they need to hear before hanging up on you saying you can stay home today. you ended up searching your symptoms up and your face ran cold, you can't possibly be pregnant....right?! you got up and decided to go to the store to get some pregnancy tests, running home after. Once you got home you did the tests and now the worst part...waiting.

(Kurapika's side now) (Also i forgot how dis ep went..)

"We'll be fine,...a number of the enemy were injured, so they'll stay put until backup arrives" Kurapika says to Leorio before turning to Chrollo next to him in the car.

"What are you looking at?" Kurapika says with a hint of sass

"Nothing" Chrollo says as he looks away continuing "I just didn't expect the chain user to be a woman"

"Who said I was"

Kurapika says as he takes off his wig

"I thought you knew better than to trust appearances, regardless you should watch what you say, since it may will be the last thing out of your mouth"

Chrollo's eyes widen for a second as he sees kurapika but only for a second before going back to normal.

"You aren't going to kill me, not after you left your precious friends behind and...Y/n...you wouldn't kill her brother....would you"

Kurapika got mad as he spoke without much thought of what Chrollo had just said.

"I may appear calm and-wait what did you just say? ''

Chrollo just smiled as turned out of the window.

"So she hasn't told you about me....figured,...she told me about you....but she surely didn't tell me you're the chain user"

"Don't talk about Y/n like you know her!" Kurapika tightened the chains around Chrollo as his voice got louder. Leorio tried to tell Kurapika to calm down but to be honest everyone was shocked, you couldn't be related to...to the leader of the phantom troupe. Kurapika was angry, he couldn't believe that....but...he also couldn't bring himself to fully believe that it was a lie either...

"But I do know her....why wouldn't I know my very own sister..if you don't believe me, you can look through my phone."

Kurapika told him to shut up and wrapped his mouth with chains as he grabbed Chrollo's phone and his heart sank....he found your name in his contacts and pictures that you sent of you and him and the rest of the other....he gripped the phone hard,

Leorio tried to comfort Kurapika to make him think of the mission and that's what made Kurapika come back to his sense. but the lingering thought of you related to this monster wouldn't get out of his head...were you a part of the murder of his clan? No you wouldn't be....you don't even have the tattoo....you also are not your brother...his crimes have nothing to do with you...you are someone else....not that monster....

(Back to Y/n View)

you came back to the bathroom to see if they were positive or not...as you grab the first one you take a deep breath before turning it around to see two red lines and not faint ones either, they were pretty deep color, you nervously chuckled to yourself as you grabbed the other one only to see the same results. You were happy but....would Kurapika even want kids right now?!

you guys were still very young and he had a mission and having a child right now wouldn't be the best...you grabbed your phone and went straight to your brother's number, you decided to text him but stopped.....shouldn't Kurapika know first? maybe you should go over there and visit him,

but the only day you could probably see him is in 3 weeks

After 3 weeks pass you get on the flight back to yorknew city. Once you arrived you were not greeted by him but instead with melody and Leorio, they both seemed to have sad and stern faces, you were confused on why. As you came closer to them, Leorio looked away from your gaze

. "Is it true?..."

"Huh? Is what true?"

You said but Leorio just shook his head before walking away telling Melody that he'll wait inside the car.

"What's with him?"

You questioned Melody, she just looked down and said

"I think...it's better you talk to Kurapika...."

you were confused why they were acting so weird and you were also kinda worried for kurapika...did something happen to him?!

you followed Melody outside and into the car Leorio was waiting inside. He started to drive and the entire ride there it was filled with an awkward tension,

once the car stopped at yours and Kurapika's place you stepped out of the car and Melody just nods at you before leaving with Leorio you walked up to the right door before pulling out your keys to open the door but it wasn't..locked..strange. you walked in and set your stuff near the ground as you took your shoes off and walked farther into the house/apartment.

"Kurapika?..love?"

You said as you walked to your shared room, slowly opening the door you can see Kurapika sitting on the edge of the other side of the bed with his back to you and his head hanging low (Btw it's night and the room it dark) you walk closer before you stop in your tracks with the simple 5 words he said.

"Do..you have a brother...."

"I...I..do...why?"

Kurapika slowly turns his head to you and you can see his scarlet eyes shine bright through his hair, tears threatening to fall from his eyes as he glares at you. Your heart stopped and your blood ran cold...did he..find out...no he couldn't have....

"And...is he...the leader of the Phantom troupe?...."

you looked down at the envelop you had in your hand. the envelop was pictures of the pregnancy test and a small letter saying that he was going to be a father....but now..you don't know if you should even keep this baby growing inside of you....you killed Kurapika's best friend and was apart of the spiders and now...you're caring his child ....

"I'm....sorry....." You say as tears start to well up in your eyes and fall, the tears in his eyes fall like a river that was being forced back for so long.

"No..why...why..." Kurapika cried out quietly, covering his face with his hands, his head still handing down

"Kurapika..i'm-"

"Just...G-...Get out!"

he lifted his head and ran a hand threw his hair as tears kept falling, his eyes narrowed to you. You placed the envelop next to him on the bed before leaving. You didn't want to cause him more pain...but you felt that he should know you're carrying his child...you were going to keep his child because it'd feel like killing another part of his clan if you got rid of it......

Once you left Kurapika felt even worse, why didn't you tell him sooner? why didn't you tell him before he....feel in love with you. Kurapika looked down at the envelop before getting up and leaving the house/apartment to go back to work....well surely there'll be work to do at this hour?.....right?

I Think i might make a part two to this where Kurapika reads the envelop after a while of just avoiding it.......also i had a total brain fart writing this....i didn't know what to do ....

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toxxicwrites · 7 months

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But Why? Kurapika x (spider) reader

Kurapika x spider reader

He saw you for the first time in the bookshop. An old store that caught his attention due to the sheer amount of nen pouring out of it his eyes caught you. Sensing a presence you looked up from your book, a threatening aura radiating off you as a warning only to find an empty street staring back at you.

That was close. Kurapika thought. The nen radiating off you left him shaking and curious as to the enigma in the bookshop. After several weeks of making detours past the bookshop, Kurapika finally entered the store after convincing himself of a good reason too. After all, he couldn’t have any distractions, not in his revenge. He needed a specific book, ‘The Magical Properties of the Ruby Eyes (A comprehensive guide)’

A bell jingled as the door opened and you looked up, surprised to have a visitor. Peaking out from behind a bookshelf you saw your mysterious visitor. A young man with a girlish face and medium-length blonde hair. So this is the mystery man up close. You recognized his presence from the prior weeks, his nen held a certain bloodthirst to it that grabbed your attention. The young man observed the shelves leisurely, acting casual but obviously looking around for you.

Kurapika almost left the store when he heard you.

“Can I help you?”

A voice like an angel snapped his attention back.

With teasing big eyes you stared at him, curiousity echoed in the slight raise of your brow.

“Yes, uh,” he cleared his throat, “I was wondering if you had this title amongst your collection, it's ‘The Magical Properties of the Ruby Eyes (A comprehensive guide)’.”

His voice was soft you noticed, barely above a whisper. You scrunched your brow for a minute, thinking.

“I should have it…” You began walking away, “Follow me.”

Like a puppy, he followed closely behind, getting a whiff of your pomegranate-scented perfume. You sifted through the shelves for a minute, mumbling to yourself.

“Ah! Here it is.” You said, handing the copy to the young man. His finger trembled slightly as he grabbed the book. You noticed, eyes trailing down and back up to him.

“You interested in the kurta clan?” You casually asked.

His jaw clenched, but he quickly shook it off, face turning into a passive mask once again.

“A bit,” he admitted, “I heard about the genocide… And I wanted to know why, why someone would do that.” A hidden grief seeped out in his last words. Your stomach dropped at the mention. Images of burning houses flashed through your head, paired with the sickening squelch of their eyes pulled out of their sockets while they still thrashed and screamed. You could still hear their screams, even now.

Kurapika noticed your pause, watching closely yet your mask didn’t break.

“It’s terrible,” You said, “Truly terrible.”

You took a hot shower that night. As if it would burn off all your sins. The killing always made you sick, it was the worst part of the job. You were good at it though, really good. The water ran hotter. But what were you supposed to do? When the man came, bringing his world of books and magic he brought you food, shelter, and family. All you had to do was use your nen, stopping the hearts of your enemies in an instant with a single flick of your wrist. No wonder you had attracted the ‘wrong’ crowd as a starving orphan in Meteor City like so many others. You turned the faucet, letting the steamy water come to a splashing halt. You wrapped your hair in a towel, slowly gathering from the nape of your neck, revealing the spider tattoo that sat there a number four engraved in empty space.

You hummed as you made your way through the dark Yorknew city alleys, dragging a cart by your side. The young man had disappeared for the last week, he had been coming for up to a month before he disappeared again, seemingly returning to wherever he came from. Kurapika was his name.

Your thoughts were still disturbed by him through, his sad grey eyes that seemed to pull you in when you talked like a hypnotizing spell you knew would only bring you to destruction. Perhaps he had realized that too. That something was truly wrong with you, something dark and twisted that upon its reveal would destroy everything. You shook your head, no thoughts of him tonight, Tonight you would see your family. Chrollo called an emergency meeting one to which you were invited. Why though you had no idea. You were unlike the other members living a life separate from the group unless called upon directly by Chrollo a man who became like an older brother to you. Comforting you on your first kill, when you fell to your knees sobbing and gasping for air while the other members stared, confused at your ‘weak’ reaction. When they saw you fighting, however, any sense of weakness flew out the window. Therefore, you lived mostly in solitude separate from the others in daily missions but apart from them nonetheless all of you shared a familial bond forged by blood and fire.

The second you stepped in you knew something was wrong. A heavy coat of grief cast upon the group. Chrollo made his way toward you, his head downturned and defeated.

“Uvogin.. Is dead.”

You held the tears in.

“Oh.”

You stumbled back to your bookshop that night, drunk with grief you fumbled with the keys. They fell to the concrete steps with a clatter and you fell with them. Sitting on the steps you crumbled, crying for a dear friend you had lost.

“Y/n…”

He had barely made it to the bookshop his mind buzzing with the events of hours prior, the promise of revenge still seeping through his bones, stumbling through the cobbled streets drunk on power he came across her. Crumpled across the steps like a broken statue. All he wanted to do was pick you back up again, hold you, and forget about everything that matter but you.

His voice sounded like an angel. Through tear-ridden lashes you looked up, your lips parted taking him in in all his broken glory. The blue moonlight lit up his figure, presenting himself as your savior amidst the devastation you felt.

“Kurapika… I need you.”

Answering your pleas with selfish desire he brought you up closing the space between you with a kiss, soft like his voice. A tear fell from your eye, trailing down your lips he licked it feeling the salt on his tongue. He needed you.

You met his gray eyes, a hint of red in them now, and your heartbeat. You needed him.

You were his escape and he was yours. With each other you both could pretend, pretend you didn’t notice each other's power, didn’t notice how he left late at night only to return later with red in his eyes and smelling of iron metal. And he didn’t notice either when your troupe meetings ran later and more often, the threat of the chain user a constant fear.

It was midday when he stopped by the bookshop. He was overly distraught today you could sense it. The anger vibrated off his nen like an angry wasp. Upon seeing you in the sunlit corner reading the buzzing quieted. You raised your gaze from the book and smiled at him. He approached you from behind, kneeling down behind the chair as he put his nose in the crook of your neck, breathing your scent in as you leaned back into his warm touch. You hummed softly and he closed his eyes trailing pale fingers across your neck.

Lost in the warmth you didn’t notice when he stopped. His grip on your neck tightened.

“Kurapika?”

How? How could you do this? How could you be one of them? He stared in disbelief at the spider tattoo across the nape of your neck. He had been so stupid, so naive to believe in someone. It felt as if he was drowning in air, a cold dagger wrenched through his heart and twisting deeper and deeper as he remembered all fo you. Your smell, hair, eyes, smile, and the way your laugh sounded like church bells to his worshipping ears. He could have stayed in your bliss together. The fantasy shattered upon the spider's reveal.

“Kurapika?” Your voice shook this time, something had changed. His nen presence muted before now suffocated you in its rageful presence filling you with pure terror as you trembled under his fingers.

“Kurapika, let go.”

The sound of rustling chains perked up your ears, and Kurapika’s grip let go. Before you could turn around you were tied up. The chains jutting out from behind and wrapping your arms and legs bringing you to your knees. Your heart broke and a gasping sob escaped you.

“It’s you,” You whispered, “You’re the chain user.”

Your body trembled as you heard him take a breath, still behind you.

“And you’re a spider,” he said, his voice quiet yet filled with heavy grief that weighed down his words, as if he still didn’t believe them himself. The tears dripped freely now and your shoulders slumped.

“Is this it then?”

Kurapika swallowed hard, not answering your broken question, he feared that if he did he would break as well, more than he already had. The chains had taken their hold now, there was no ending other than death now.

You swallowed hard, taking his silence as the answer you already knew.

“Can you look at me?” You shuddered, speaking definitely, “Will you watch me die? As I watched your clansmen die, would you do me the same honor?”

In a flash, he stood in front of you. Eyes glowing red with rage and pain.

You looked through his ruby-red eyes, admiring the strength they held in your last moments. You spoke your last words.

“I’m sorry.”

He clenched his fist and the chains finished the job, stopping your heart in a single beat. He left everything of you behind in that shop, abandoning everything he had felt for the cold true beat of revenge. There was nothing left but its war cry and the remaining spiders that stood in his way.

They were both just kids, thrown into a world too cruel, they paid the price.

#anime #kurapika #kurapika x reader #kurapika kurta #kurapika hxh #hxh x reader #hxh x y/n #kurapika x y/n #angst #hxh angst #hxh oneshot #kurapika angst #character death #major character death #dark kurapika #dark hxh #phantom troupe #chrollo lucilfer #hxh chrollo

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hisokaafanpage · 1 year

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𝓢𝓽𝓲𝓽𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓼

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ, ꜰɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ

𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵: “𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦.. 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴?”

Requested by: @mikaellaszi

Crowds filed into their seats at Heavens Arena, everyone whispering to the people near them about the fight that was about to take place. Hisoka and JanKun.

You were on the bottom row, so you could get a good view of the fight. Hisoka had made sure you would get a good view of the fight, and so he could see you.. Just in case he needed a little extra motivation. Though you knew he wasn’t worried he would lose this fight. JanKun was one fight away from getting to challenge a floormaster. Him and Hisoka had battled once before and he had actually managed to get one clean hit on Hisoka. The fight wasn’t much after that though. You knew he would be bringing his all. The magician was just itching for a fight, not to the death but a civilized one. Which was a bit out of character for him but at least you knew nothing too serious that couldn’t be put back together would happen.

Orange flames rose up from the ceiling as JanKun stepped out onto the long walk path to the battle platform. He was decently built, and you could tell he was well experienced in nen. It had been at least a year since he and Hisoka had last battled together. Maybe this will be a better fight than last time.

Purple flames shot up from the floor and Hisoka stepped out onto the stage. The arena went silent as Hisoka’s heels clicked gently against the metal floor as he walked over to the battle platform.

The referee put his hand out, “No time limit. Clean hits are 1 point. Critical hits are 2 points.” A second or two passed. “Begin!”

Immediately JanKun lunged for Hisoka, and it really just looked like Hisoka teleported to the other side of the platform. JAnKun tripped over air, and face planted into the floor. Springing right back up, he looked over at Hisoka with determination on his face. Flipping into the air, Jankun yelled and landed right in front of the magician. “I’m gonna take your arm.” He said. This made Hisoka giggle a little bit. “Somebody is quite confident~”

Hisoka then held his arm out. “Take it. I don’t really need it that much.” He said, shrugging nonchalantly. JAnkun took a frustrated breath, slicing his arm off quickly.

“Give me a real fight!” The male blew up, lunging for Hisoka while throwing the remaining arm behind him. “Well.. I might feel up to the challenge now.” Hisoka connected his bungee gum to both of Junkun’s feet and then to the ceiling. For now he would let him be free. The magician punched him in the nose, blood immediately spewing. THen he let his bungee gum retract, leaving the poor fool hanging by his feet upside down. Hisoka chuckled, waving his finger a little bit around to watch him just swing by his feet.

Finally he let the bungee gum free again, watching Jankun plummet into the floor face first. Two critical hits. Hisoka walked over and grabbed his own arm that had been so rudely sliced off. Hisoka then gave him another punch right in the jaw and retracted the bungee gum at the same time leaving him swinging all across the arena. He knew it wasn’t enough to kill him, but just to leave him winded for a week or two. THe magician then undid the bungee gum and Junkun fell onto the ground.

“Hisoka is declared the winner!”

A smirk fell onto his face and then he started off the platform and towards the other exit with his arm. You, and another girl were standing there. Machi from the Phantom Troupe. She had always made you a little jealous.. Knowing that her and Hisoka had a little bit of ‘History.’

The three of you headed back up to his room, and you just stayed silent. You sat down onto the couch, crossing your arms. Hisoka sat at the dining table and Machi stood next to him. You knew she didn’t have any intention of trying anything with Hisoka.

It was really just a feeling you couldn’t control. You watched her nen stitches go into action, honestly a little bit mesmerized by them. It was really a neat talent to have, and something you haven’t seen before. Hisoka seemed interested in them also, which made you take a deep breath. You didn’t really need to cause a scene over just one girl.. right?

You purse your lips, watching her wrap it up. “Why don’t you stay for a little while~” Hisoka said, leaning his head on his newly attached arm. Your voice hitched as he said that, you clenching your fist.

“I can’t. Not that I would want to anyway though.” Machi muttered, rolling her eyes. “I expect the money in my bank tonight or tomorrow. No later.” She said, walking out of the door with a slam of the door following close behind her

Hisoka chuckled and nodded, “Alright.” He said leaning back in his chair and looking over at you. He looked you up and down, and then at your clenched knuckles that were nearly turning white. An eyebrow rose, and right as he was about to get up you stood up and walked into the bathroom of the penthouse. You needed some time to yourself. Making sure you locked the door behind you, you turned the shower onto the hottest setting. Steam filled the room in a matter of minutes.

You slipped off your clothes and opened the glass door to the shower. Your shoulders dropped as you relaxed from the steaming water.

Timeskip -

After your wonderful shower, you slipped on sweatpants and an oversized shirt. You had been actually quite enjoying yourself in the shower by yourself. Usually you would be accompanied by your boyfriend. You brushed through your hair and then took a deep breath. You unlocked the door and saw Hisoka sitting on the couch, flipping through his deck of cards. You didn’t really know why you were so petty about this, it wasn’t the first time. Which was probably a bad thing.

“I know you're jealous. I can feel it.” Hisoka said softly, not in his usually confident voice. You looked over, raising an eyebrow. “How’d you figure that one out?” You muttered, rolling your eyes.

Hisoka knew he had screwed up. It wasn’t very often that the magician had admitted that he screwed up, but he did this one time. “You know Machi isn’t my type, lovely.” He said walking up to you and brushing fingers through your damp hair. You took a deep breath, looking up at him. “It didn’t seem like that earlier.” You sighed, now looking down.

“So it is jealousy? Are you seriously jealous of her?” Hisoka said, wrapping his arms around you.

“Yeah. I am.”

Hisoka nodded to himself, thinking back to the words he said to the other one. “I shouldn’t have invited her for dinner. That was wrong of me.” He admitted, hugging you tightly. “Will you forgive me?”

“I suppose.” You said, a slight grin on your face.

#hisoka #hisoka morow #hisoka x reader #hisoka x y/n #hunter x hunter #hxh #chrollo #fluff #angst #hisoillu

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mxserish · 1 year

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𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 || chrollo lucilfer

chrollo lucilfer x reader

genre: pure angst; self-confort

tw: blood, gore

you had so many things you wanted to say to him. so many loving words that remained unspoken. so many wishes that died on your throat. only when you stare at his ‘corpse’ do you spit out all you've wanted to say.

It was pouring heavily in Yorknew City. The rain was falling like bricks, effectively drowning out all sounds. Not that you could create any while staring at it.

The body was slumped against the wall, his skin adorned with multiple stab wounds. His clothes were completely destroyed by the assassin hired to kill him, you assumed. The crimson blood ran down his cheeks, and a few droplets fell to the ground, staining the muddy grass.

Perhaps you should feel more depressed over losing your beloved and enraged at the world for taking him away from you. You should be sobbing uncontrollably and screaming out in pain. You couldn't bear feeling those pitiful sentiments after he had betrayed you so many times. Not when he left you without saying goodbye.

You could feel how fridgid his skin was as you brushed your fingers across his cheek. The only other sign that showed he was indeed gone was his dispassionate gaze that peered into your very soul.

"I hope it hurt, whatever torture they put you through." Those words felt uncomfortable in your mouth, as if you were forcing them out.

"But knowing you, I doubt you would have been the least bit afraid." You talked to him like you always did, ignoring the reality that he wasn't going to answer.

In frustration, you gritted your teeth. "Say something, anything. Just get up and laugh like this is one of your ridiculous jokes." You were reminded of the time he pretended to die in order to gauge your response. You can still remember how upset you were with him for making light of such a serious situation.

However, he didn't stand up as he usually did. He didn't chuckle at your terrified expression. He did not wipe up your tears and spoke to you in a reassuring tone. Deafening silence was all you got in response.

As the harsh truth dawned on you, you finally allowed the barricades you had built to crumble. You knelt down and grabbed his tattered shirt firmly.

"You bastard! Why are you able to make me feel so miserable even after you've died?!" You repeatedly struck his chest, venting your rage on his cold form. Your tears streamed uncontrollably down your cheeks, mixing with the rain.

"Why did you make me love you if you were just going to leave me straight after?" Were you merely a plaything for him? Was he amusing himself by messing with your feelings? Your mind was obscured by those menacing ideas at this vulnerable time.

Your cries gradually faded and you stopped hitting his chest, with only the occasional hicups escaping your mouth. Your lips curled into an embarrassed smile.

“Heh, you probably would have told me to quit sobbing over you.” Happy memories began to fill your head. Despite the fact that they were few compared to all the painful ones, they warmed your heart and gave you peace of mind.

"I guess this is really over, isn't it?" He doesn't reply, and you eventually accept that he is leaving, opting for a smaller, sadder smile on your face.

"Perhaps you wished to run away from all the sins you had committed. You should have known better." A little chuckle escaped your tongue, and after a brief time of staring into his empty eyes, your lips finally settled on his bloody ones.

Your foreheads came together as you spoke your last words to him and shared this final moment. "I wish you burn in hell, my darling."

As you moved away from the body, you experienced calmness in your thoughts. You had the impression that the last puzzle piece of your life had been put in its proper position. You would not strive to forget him, as he played a significant role in your life, but rather learn from your and his mistakes in order to live a better life.

You were finally able to escape his grip because of his death. At least, that's what he was thinking as he saw you walk away from his 'corpse.'

bruh how much gel does chrollo waste on his hair i’m genuinely curious

— posted: december 13, 2022

#chrollo lucilfer #chrollo x reader #chrollo lucilfer x reader #hunter x hunter #hxh #hunterxhunter #chrollo angst #gn!reader #chrollo hunter x hunter #chrollo x y/n #chrollo lucilfer x y/n #chrollo x you #chrollo lucilfer x you

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kittycat09 · 2 years

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Writing Prompts!!

"Children shouldn't play with guns" "Who said I was playing?"

"How is my wife more badass than me?"

"It's your turn to make dinner"

"The kids, they ambushed me"

"I will paint my nails with your blood"

"Say it one more time! I dare you !"

"The plane is not to die"

"Let's just stay in bed"

"I want to marry you"

"You don't have to stay"

"You have the most amazing eyes"

"You know my name?"

"Can I sit in your lap?"

"It's midnight, where the hell were you?!"

"Where did all those bruises come from?"

"Please talk to me"

"Wait a minute. Are you jealous?"

"I almost lost you"

"Hey, I'm with you, okay? Always"

"You need to wake up because I can't do this without you"

"Do you think that just because my feet don't touch the bottom of the pool that I need a floatie?"

"I'm not apologizing for what I said to that asshole/jerk...they were saying terrible things about you"

"Would you pet my hair?"

"Can I lay my head in your lap?"

"Here, lay down in my lap"

"Light my cigarette?"

"Do I get bonus points if I act like I care?"

"How the fuck did you survive that?"

"I was pro-life. Then I met you"

"Sorry, I didn't get that. I don't speak bullshit"

"I'm like 75% sure this won't explode"

"Please be quiet, I can't even hear myself losing the will to live"

"You interrupt my reading once more, and this book will become a lethal weapon"

"I see being kidnapped and tortured hasn't affected your humor!" "Never"

"Touch them, and you'll learn exactly what's worse than death"

"All that blood looks good on you. It really brings out your eyes"

"Stop being so cute"

"Why are you avoiding me?" I am not avoiding you, I'm protecting you!"

"We're just friends" "Are you joking? They look at you like you're their entire world"

"Do you trust them?" "No...but I trust their anger"

"If I don't get my coffee soon, someone is going to die"

Some writing prompts, feel free to suggest any of them or more! Some fandoms I will write for are, Stranger Things, Attack on Titan, Criminal Minds, HxH, Demon Slayer, Heartstopper, Euphoria, MHA, and Avatar the Last Airbender. If there is a show that is not listed that you want me to write for just let me know I will see if I can write about it! Some shows I haven't seen so it will be hard to write for those.

I also like to mostly write about women because I am a lesbian, but I will also write about men too! but please send gay request!!

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vulpisnocturna · 7 months

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Masterlist

Naruto:

Bribe for chores 🍷

How he sleeps with his s/o HCs 🦋🌸

Shisui:

Mirror Sex 🍷

How he sleeps with his s/o HCs 🦋🌸

Ideal girlfriend HCs 🦋

Cringe habits 🦋🔮

Secret Turn-ons 🌹🌸

Sasuke:

Ideal girlfriend HCs 🦋

Being best friends (massacre/non massacre AU) HCs 🦋☕️

Itachi - Sasuke brotherhood HCs 🦋🌸

Madara:

Office sex 🍷

Corruption kink, virgin reader 🍷

Fucking louder than the neighbours to establish dominance 🍷

Dirty talk 🌹🍷

Yandere Madara dealing with you breaking up with him 🦋🌹

How he sleeps with his s/o HCs 🦋🌸

NSFW Alphabet 🍷

SO with PTSD 🦋🌸

Kakashi:

Rope play 🍷

Humiliation kink/Bratting 🍷

"I don't want you to be gentle, I want you to ruin me" 🍷

Aphrodisiac 🍷

Mirror Sex 🍷

Lingerie 🍷

Biting 🍷

NSFW Alphabet 🍷

How he sleeps with his s/o HCs 🦋🌸

Ideal girlfriend HCs 🦋

Obito:

Teasing while he plays videogames live 🍷

Yes, Sir 🍷

Fake Dating 🍷

NSFW Alphabet 🌹🍷

Itachi:

Lesson learnt - Power imbalance 🍷

Hate Sex 🍷

Edo Itachi meets his s/o and their child ☕️🦋🌸

Itachi Jealousy HCs 🦋

Reaction to an Edo s/o 🦋☕️

With a nerdy/STEM s/o HCs 🌸🦋

Somnophilia 🍷

"I don't want you to be gentle, I want you to ruin me" 🍷

Dirty talk 🌹🍷

Mirror sex 🍷

Interrogation (CNC fantasy) 🍷

Leash 🍷

Surprise 🌸🦋

College Professor Itachi x College student reader 🍷

Insecurities 🌸

Pining Itachi (HCs) 🌸🦋

Reader breaking his heart ☕️🦋

Reader has ADHD and Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria 🌸🦋

Drunk Itachi and horny reader 🌹🍷

Dealing with reader having a panic attack (HCs) 🌸🦋

Dealing with reader ignoring him on purpose (HCs) 🦋☕️

Yandere Itachi when reader breaks up with him 🦋☕️

First date HCs 🦋🌸

Itachi likes you, you are Sasuke's best friend 🌹🍷

Hot mannerisms HCs 🦋🌹

How he sleeps with his s/o HCs 🦋🌸

Somnophilia II 🍷

Dating an emo s/o HCs 🌸🦋

Ideal girlfriend HCs 🦋

Squirting/bratting 🍷

Itachi in a relationship HCs 🦋🌸

NSFW Alphabet 🍷🌹

Secret Turn-ons 🌹🌸

Itachi - Sasuke brotherhood HCs 🦋🌸

Uchiha Clan:

How they would react to finding out their s/o has an IUD HCs 🦋🔮

Who has the best sex game? HCs 🦋🌹

Captured S/O who develops PTSD HCs 🦋☕️🌸

Akatsuki:

Beach Shenanigans HCs 🦋🔮

Reacting to reader wearing a pink bonnet to sleep HCs 🦋🔮

Where they like to have sex HCs 🦋🌹

There was only one bed HCs 🦋🌹

Who is actually good at sex HCs 🦋🌹🔮

Ideal partner’s personality traits HCs 🦋

Chrollo:

Binding Vow: Part I, Part II, Part III (Yandere Chrollo) 🍷☕️🌹

Bloodstained Rubies: Part I, Part II , Part III, Part IV (Yandere Chrollo) 🌹☕️

Thigh Riding 🍷

Overstimulation 🍷

Requited love hcs 🌸🦋

Nanami:

Make-up sex/Corruption kink 🍷🌹☕️

Toys & Voice kink 🍷

Gojo:

Sensory Deprivation 🍷

Voice kink 🌹🍷

Hate sex&Corruption Kink (virgin reader) - Part I, Part II 🌹🍷

#masterlist #this took forever #but here you go #i have written 41 fanfics #and 31 headcanon lists #dear lord #itachi smut #kakashi smut #obito smut #naruto smut #madara smut #shisui smut #chrollo smut #nanami smut #gojo smut

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kimbap-r0ll · 1 year

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Adultrio using their s/o as bait to get to the enemy please😽tysm

Oh no that's actually really sad 😭. This turned out darker than perhaps some would've wanted, but it's what I first thought of. I'll see what I can do with this one, hope you enjoy!

Adult Trio using their s/o to get to their enemy

Hisoka

First of all, he probably agreed to dating you because of this exact reason - to get to whoever he wants to fight.

It's likely that the person you are friends with or have aligned with is, well, Chrollo. In that case, you should've seen it coming when he first mentioned how much he wants to fight against your boss

I don't see him having any remorse for using you to get to where he is, it's just like another tool for him to use. If he ever felt any genuine connections with you however, he might feel a little bad to see you so upset when he betrayed the spiders

Overall don't expect him to use you in a good way (if that's even possible). If he decides to use you as a way to get to whoever he targets as his next match, it's likely he never had genuine feelings for you to begin with

Illumi

Similar to Hisoka, except perhaps he was arranged into being your lover by his parents. If you were from a notable family or from Meteor City where there are no records of you, this is super likely

He might use you to get to a target he needs to assassinate, but it won't be subtle. He'll likely just tell you right away that he needs you to help him on a task and will ask you to do whatever it is he needs. If you say no, quickly change your words unless you want a needle in your head

If you aren't in an arranged relationship with this Zoldyck then he may have pretended to be your lover by using his needles to manipulate his appearance. In that case, it was a short-lived s/o experience

Overall it's likely that the idea of "using you" is more of a mutual or accidental thing for the two of you. The usage of needles however is a guarantee

Chrollo

Probably planned it out from the start too, maybe this was to get into the Kurta village who knows!

He was super charismatic that you likely didn't even know he was using you until it was too late. It's likely he never really had feelings for you even if you could've sworn his eyes held genuine warmth when he looked at you

Chrollo, if for some miracle did have feelings for you, might try to gaslight you into thinking that this was for the best. If it's the Kurta massacre for example that you led him to, then he'll try to convince you that it was somehow better for you

Overall you should be smart to avoid Chrollo if you don't want someone manipulative. He's hard to read or predict, so be wary of his kind gestures!

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I loved the kurapica and the younger sister of chrollo story a lot can I please request a part 2 for it.

Imagine her feeling so guilty when she gave birth to her twins who also ineated the eyes she send the children to him with a note saying that she doesn't deserve to a mother of the kids and that he finally got 2 more kurta in the world and hope he is happy about it.

The sadder part if you want is her dying after childbirth and the note is her last will for kurapica how would he react the twins and her death because of it.

Imagine kurapica holding the children with the scarlet eyes how protective he would be even watching his friends like a hawk when they see the twins .

WAIT OMGGGGGG THIS IS LIKE 😍😍

idk if you wanted the reader to die while giving childbirth or

from the effect of it later on..

..or after a while she gave birth she offed herself?......yes

Part one: Here

I just realized you wanted her to give the children to Kurapika with the note........I mean I did something like it...sorta 🤧

Warnings: Angst, kinda no comfort

not really spell checked

How long has it been since he last saw you? Days? weeks? Months?

.....not sure but he truly regretted telling you to leave, he didn't open the envelope you gave him that night but it has been tempting him ever since you left.

He tried to text you, call you but to no avail, it just went straight to voice message.

He tried to ask Leorio, Melody, Killua and Gon if they heard anything from you but none of them did. He tried to look for you but not much because he still had work to do.

Now the only thing he didn't do was open the note you had given him before your departure.

(Y/n View)

these babies were growing inside you and that only made your guilt build up.

You had found out that you were having twins around the 10th week. you had been avoiding going to the hospital and mostly hiding away in a small shack in meteor city, it wasn't the best place to give birth and raise children but ....do you even deserve to mother these children?

Or to even call yourself their mother?! You wondered if Kurapika read what was in the envelope. Not too long from now you'll be giving birth to these twins...only a month away now.

(Kurapika view)

Kurapika got home late and lazily walked into his once shared bedroom, the house/apartment was so quiet and gloomy without you. He laid down on the bed with his eyes closed as a long sad sigh escaped his lips.

he opened his eyes and looked at his nightstand, his eyes soon laid on the unopened envelope it was the last thing you gave to him and yet he hasn't opened it....Kurapika slowly got up from the bed and lazily picked up the envelope, he looked at it for a bit longer.

He knows he should open it but he remembers what he lost and is afraid it just might make him feel even worse for what he had said to you, but he knew he had to open it.

((Prolonging this 🤡))

Kurapika swallowed down his guilt that was slowly building up and started to slowly opens the envelope.

Once done he took out a letter and picture that was in a small thin case, he sat down the picture wanting to read the letter first. He unfolded the letter and began to read.

As Kurapika reads the letter his eyes widen and the letter slowly falls out of his hands and onto the ground, Kurapika hesitantly turns to the small thin case before picking it up and taking out the pictures from within. His heart sank and his blood ran cold, tears began to form and his scarlet eyes glowed bright. "what...what have I..done?'' Guilt filled Kurapika as he sank down and his head hung low.

He had to find you and quick because supposedly to the letter you should be close to giving birth soon and he can't let you do this alone, he can't let you believe he hates you....but he's unsure if he'll make it on time..Kurapika grips the pictures in his fingers before glaring at the floor, he knew what he had to do.

(Y/n View)

A month went by and it was only a matter of days before you gave birth and the guilt just kept building up in you, you felt as if now you were taking Kurapika's family again and not only that you killed your children's relatives ((oop-)) and left their father.

After a couple of days went by you were hit with a wave of pain, as you felt a warm sensation come out of your lower region. they were coming.

You quickly took your pants and undergarment off and started to push, ((oop-)) you knew this was extremely risky to do all by yourself but you were determined. you continued to push through your screams.

After some time you hear soft crying from a baby but your relief was not yet, you quickly cut the umbilical cord and tied it with something temporary.

You had to act quick because you still had another baby to give birth too and you kept pushing, you started to feel a bit lightheaded but kept pushing, taking fast heavy breath in and out as as you started to feel the relief coming soon.

After both babies were out you cut the umbilical cord of the other and started to feel more and more lightheaded from the loss of blood and the pain..soon everything went black... "N-no.....I..I need...to stay..."

(Kurapika View)

Kurapika needed to find you....he needed to tell you he still "Loved You" but the only person who might know where you are is...your brother..Chrollo. As much as he didnt want help from him he had no other choice. If he really wanted to find you then he wouldn't care about what he'd have to do.

(Y/n View)

You slowly open your eyes to find yourself in bed with the covers over you, but then you remember you just gave birth. You quickly sit up but then a stinging pain in your lower region starts.

"They're alright...they're just sleeping right now" you looked to your left to see Machi. Her nen was always useful for when someone was hurt but her nen wasn't something you'd think would be good for birth but hey it worked?

You look around before raising an eyebrow, how would she be here? Did she search for you? You decided to just ask her later and focused on how you're babies are "C-can I see them....." She nods and goes to pick your baby twins as she walks over to you before placing them both in your arms. "They're both boys..."

(Sorry if you wanted something like one girl and one boy...i can change it)

you stared in awe, they were adorable.

You weakly smile before looking back up at Machi. "H-how did you find me?..." You ask quietly.

"Heard you were missing and well......the boss said he might know where you are....guess he was right, and it's a good thing we came almost on time sorta....you were bleeding...a lot.....are you stupid? you know you can't just do this on your own"

Machi says that last part with a pout as she crosses her arms, you giggle in a bit of shame nodding your head.

“yeah, sorry about that"

"Don't say sorry to me, say sorry to your babies....you almost killed them too doing this alone" Machi was right you look down at your babies sleeping soundly, hearing their soft breathing made you a bit calmer but a sting in your heart made you wince.

"i..I'm sorry, to both of you, i'm so sorry" Machi smiles softly before sighing and sitting down. You said as you started to tear up but held them back and wiped your eyes.

"where's my brother?" You ask softly

"He left earlier today, said he had to do something" <---Machi

"do what?"<---y/n

"Don't know, never told me, just to stay by your side until he returns"<---Machi

"oh....thank you” <---y/n

Machi nods before handing you some water which you gladly took because you only now realized how dry your throat was.

(Kurapika View)

Kurapika mentally prepares himself for what he is about to do but one thing is keeping him from doing what he doesn't really want to do and that is...Where is your brother?

Kurapika sighed heavily, first he didn't know where you were and you were pregnant, god knows if you gave birth yet.

Kurapika started to walk near places he had last heard that they were, walking past an alleyway a voice calls out. "If you're searching for the boss then listen up"

Kurapika stops in his tracks and looks towards the direction where the voice came, the voice chuckles before continuing.

"The boss would be at the Abandoned church in Meteor city, he's waiting there for you" ((I straight up don't know where their hideout is 🥸)) Kurapika immediately started to walk over to there, even though there was one of the phantom troupe members right there, he could have just fought them first but you matter more and he needs to find you as quick as possible.

(Y/n View)

You fed your babies once they woke up but something was on your mind, something that slowly started to make your stomach turn. You tried to deny it but that would be foolish.

Once your babies awoke you swear you saw a glimpse of red in the eyes of one of your babies but soon the other also had it......You swallowed the lump in your throat before looking down at your babies happily looking up at you, you smile softly before a sudden pain struck you and you cough out blood that drips down onto one of your son's cheek, the baby begins to cry which makes the other cry as well. Machi gets up with worry written on her face.

"Y/n.....i should have told you sooner....but my nen won't last long on you...your wounds were already taking your life when we found you.....you should have been dead by now if we hadn't found you but still...we were late.

You only have so much time before you succumb to your wounds...i'm sorry" Machi looks down apologetically.

"I see..."

you wipe the blood off your baby's face and your own as well as you then calm down your babies.

"Machi...could you bring me some pieces of paper and a pen please?"

Machi nods and runs off to get them, once she comes back she hands you the stuff and a broken down clipboard.

you take the stuff and begin to write, you knew you didn't have much time in this world so you had to write to the people you love....one last time. As you wrote your hands began to shake and your head began to spin but you had to finish the writings, you coughed more blood into a rag nearby before drinking more water, swallowing the iron taste of blood.

You looked down and decided to name one and left the other for Kurapika to name, the name you chose was ((Baby's name)) once you were done you put them all in different envelopes and the last two you finished were Kurapika's and your brother's Chrollo.

As you set the letter down on the nightstand next to your old slightly broken down bed you started to cradle your babies with a soft smile as you look out the dusted window, you mind then began to wonder how they'd look when they are older but the more you thought the more your heart sank because you knew deep down you wouldn't be there for them when they go to school when they learn go walk or when they grow up or even when they say their first words....

you wouldn't be there to experience motherhood and you didn't just feel bad for yourself but for your children who will have to grow without a mother and for Kurapika who would be alone to father them even when he's busy.....and Chrollo.....you knew he would be sad about your death but he might never really show it, saying something like death is beautiful or some shit but you knew deep down it hurt him severely.

Suddenly you were brought out of your daze to the sound of a camera taking a picture, you look to the source of the sound and find Machi chuckling.

"You looked really pretty, here let's take another this time face the camera"

Machi says, aiming the Camera at you again, you smile while holding your babies in your arms higher.

Machi takes the picture and soon it comes out of the camera, she waves it around a little before giving it to you.

You smile before taking them and placing them in one of the letters.

(Kurapika's View)

Once he got to Meteor City he was greeted with an almost destroyed city ((....yes)) he then started to look around for a building that looked like a church, as he walked more into the city he saw a big building with a caved in ceiling.

He began to walk inside through one of the broken walls stepping over anything in the way, he looked around before his eyes landed on a man with slicked back black hair and very pale skin, he was reading out of a book.

Kurapika walked up closer with a glare as he clenched his fists. He breathed in deep to calm himself down, because his scarlet eyes were showing through.

"I suppose you are here to ask about the whereabouts of my dear sister"

"Do......do you know where she is?'' <---Kurapika

Kurapika tried to keep his voice calm but it was slightly hard since he had to face the man that killed his entire clan.

"I do"

Chrollo sighs before closing his book and standing up.

"But....I don't quite like helping someone who killed my members...."

"You're one to talk"

Kurapika hissed under his breath.

"But i will take you to her.....because......we are family now"

Chrollo smirked while Kurapika clenched his jaw.

"Follow me.....before it's to late"<---Chrollo

"Late?"<---Kurapika

"Yes....you see Y/n was already well......dead when I found her but one of my members had fixed her up the best she could......"

Chrollo said as he walked down and began to walk outside, Kurapika's eyes widened, you were...dead? Kurapika soon caught up with Chrollo, they both walked in an awkward silence before reaching a worn down shack. As Kurapika got closer he began to hear soft voices but only one was clear to him and it was yours. He immediately ran to the front of the shack and stood in the doorway with his arms by his side, you turned to look at him and your eyes widened.

(Y/n's view)

How did he know you were here? You saw his eyes start to water as he shakily took a step closer.

"Y-y/n...."

Kurapika's voice broke a bit.

Machi gets up and leaves to give you some privacy.

"Kurapika?....."

the minute you say his name he runs up to you and pulls you into a tight hug crying out saying he was sorry and that he loved you, you started to tear up and began to cry because in truth you began to think he hated you and this was all you needed to hear to make you finally feel at ease, as you both cry you soon hear soft crying that soon turns into louder.

Kurapika pulls away and sees the babies crying, his eyes widened.

"T-twins?...."

Kurapika smiles before whispering.

"They look beautiful"

Kurapika looks up at you before wiping some of your tears away before sliding his hand more to move some of your hair out of your face and behind your ear, he slowly Leans in and kisses your nose then your lips.

he pulls back and asks if he could hold one of them you slowly nod, as he picks one up he starts to calm him down while you calmed down (Baby name).

You smiled as you looked at Kurapika doing surprisingly a good job at calming down the baby, you then look back at the front door to the shack and saw your brother leaning on the door frame, he had a small weak smile on before leaving...So he...brought Kurapika?.....they helped each other?

you smile at Kurapika who smiles back at you but then a strong pain struck your side and you coughed out blood again this time much more than before, Kurapika's smile faded and got replaced with a worried one, you tried to breath but it felt clogged so you swallowed down the blood but more and more just came which made you cough out more. you try to move the baby away from you so as to not get blood on him.

(Kurapika's View)

Kurapika tried to help his best even though he knew it was pointless, he still tried because he can't just stand there and watch you die right in front of him and your babies.

Tears started to fall from his eyes as you started to fall limp and your eyes began to slowly shut, your body fell back onto the bed weakly you held Kurapika's hand with a weak smile as your tears fell you whispered.

"I...love..you"

your hand then went limp and your breathing stopped.

Your body slowly became cold, Kurapika couldn't stop his tears from falling and the sound of your babies crying didn't help ease his stress and guilt of not being there for you guys.

(Chrollo's View)

Chrollo stood right outside the shack walls hearing as you died and the cries of the ones you loved.

Chrollo slowly looked up at the sunset sky with a sad smile he sighed as a single tear fell from one of his eyes, he quickly wiped it away as he began to walk away.

(Y/n's View pov)

I felt weak...did I die? No, I can still faintly hear Kurapika and our children....but it's starting to fade.....I can't die.....not yet....I feel numb and cold, is this all there is to death?

* hours later Kurapika got finished with your grave, he didn't bury you, he didn't have the guts to do it, so he surrounded you with your favorite flowers and placed one last kiss on your lips before whispering. softly

"Goodbye.."

Kurapika began to walk away with the twins in his arms asleep. Kurapika walked with his head hung low, he soon passed by Chrollo before stopping and muttering.

"Thank you....for letting me see her"

then he walked away. *

(Chrollo's View)

Chrollo watched Kurapika leave before walking back to the shack and seeing that he made a grave for you right there surrounded by flowers.

((Where did he get the flowers 😶‍🌫))

Chrollo came up to you and placed a single black rose behind your ear. Chrollo then whispered softly.

"I'll soon join you...by the hands of the man who broke your heart...."

With that he left.

Once Kurapika got back he saw Leorio but didn't bother talking because he wasn't in the mood and Leorio saw that and respected it even though he had so many questions because to Leorio it looked like Kurapika had just kidnapped two babies.

After a couple of days Leorio and Melody had came up to Kurapika's place and Kurapika had answered the door ((Surprisingly)) he looked tired and his eyes lacked something.

Kurapika had let them in and both Melody and Leorio were greeted with baby cries which Kurapika immediately ran to calm them down and see what they needed.

"Are they yours? and did you find Y/n?"

Leorio said but the minute he mentioned your name Kurapika froze.

"They are mine......."

That was all Kurapika said as he slowly turned his head and glared at both Leorio and Melody with his scarlet eyes. Leorio quickly nodded and didn't question it further.

A couple days later Kurapika had read the letter you gave him and the pictures of you holding the twins made his heart melt.

He had found out you had already named one of them and he knew which one it was because there was a birthmark in the exact same place you had one.

Your letter had also questioned if he was happy that he had two more kurta's in the world which he sadly sighed because at the moment he would have been happier if you were also still here but he was grateful for the life you had given him and vowed to protect them with his life.

(Y/n's View)

Two buttons In front of you, one reads 'yes' the other 'no' the question for the buttons...

"Would you like to live again?"

THE END

Anywho I know it took me forever

it's cuz I kinda lost motivation....

I'm back tho sorta.

I can always continue this and make it end happily, so like a part 3......

Word count: 3,439

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