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chrollohearttags · 1 year

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𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫: 𝐡𝐱𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 (𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏/𝟑)

extra incentive • c. lucifer

synopsis: your study buddy has always been the laid back type, never really showing interest in anything other than books…that is until the two of you decide to relieve some stress before an upcoming exam.

“You know what they say about the quiet ones. Is it true?” “You’re more than welcome to come find out.”

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content warning: modern/college au, black fem reader, fingering, hair pulling, corruption (ish) kink unprotected sex, oral sex (f. receiving), riding, squirting, choking, nerd!Chrollo, talk of sex/inexperience

word count: 3.8K

this is the first installment to a three part commission from @annie-franny. Thank you so much for your support and entrusting me with this piece! HunterxHunter is my all time favorite show and I’m happy to be writing for some of my favorite characters. Hope you enjoy, love! 💕

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faint raindrops rang outside the windowpane of the fourth floor dormitory..co-ed and co-opted by bright eyed, eager attendees of Yorknew State College. A learning facility of the highest caliber; regarded in the ranks of Cambridge and Oxford in terms of intelligence. Among those in the top bracket of brilliant minds were none other than Chrollo Lucifer. A prodigal genius who came from very humble beginnings and managed to secure a full ride scholarship to the school due to his exceptional educational achievements. Including two award winning literary dissertations on inequality and disproportionate educational opportunities in lower income neighborhoods. A life he knew all too well. Doing so while only being a senior in a vocational school. A man who was as handsome as he was mysterious, leaving many to wonder how he ended up at such a prestigious place. His knowledge only ascended from there and now, he sat as a shoe-in for valedictorian and alongside him was the only person who could probably be considered his equal and quite honestly, one of his only friends.

(Y/N) (L/N), a bright eyed beauty with a kind soul and kindred spirit. Born with an innate gift for reading and all things literature related, you excelled above your peers in no time, surpassing even the most intelligent in every subject. You would spend your lunchtime in the library, grasping every novel, book or composition pertaining to the studies of history; more so specifically your own that the school system refused to teach. Such a curious mind so it came as a surprise to no one when doing college applications, you were among the first to receive an acceptance letter from Yorknew State College nonetheless. Somehow, someway..you and Lucifer ended up intertwining and crossing paths in the campus bookstore. Where a bond formed and you’ve been close ever since, bouncing off ideas, sharing your love of reading and always studying together..hence why now, he was seated in the middle of your floor, cross legged and glued to a textbook as he tapped the back of his pen to the edge of the small table in front of him.

“Damn, Chro. You’re gonna drive me up a wall with that. You’ve been doing it for the past ten minutes.” An obviously irate (y/n) blurting out from the comfort of your bed, knees cradled to your chest with your laptop secured on top of them. You weren’t one to be on edge ever but in comparison to this man, he’d make even the most serene person look mad. Never even getting angry once in all the time you had known him, he truly had the patience of a saint. Oftentimes leaving you to wonder would anything make him tick..

“Oh, I’m sorry, (y/n). Didn’t even realize it. I’ll stop.”

but today, you were both a bit nervous, due in part to a huge assignment coming up in your most important course. One that would determine many things going forward for both of you. More so in terms of personal achievements but important nonetheless. In a frustrated huff, you’d close your computer and slump over, releasing a whiny sigh. “Ugh, I can’t wait for this stupid test to be over. I can’t take it anymore. I feel like I’ve read at least ten different books in the past two days. My head is about to explode.” As dramatic as it sounded, Chrollo most certainly mirrored your sentiments, even if he wasn’t as expressive of it. An exam with over two hundred questions pertaining various works throughout time on random subjects and you’d have to quote excerpts, pick out lines from precise chapters and remember not only the details but page numbers as well. It was so much. “Patience, my sweet (y/n). We’ll knock this exam out of the park and it’ll be done before you know it.”

but luckily you had one another to bounce ideas off of and keep each other accountable. However, it wasn’t lost on you that it was Saturday evening and you were spending it holed up in a room, studying. Normally, it was something that never really crossed your mind. Truthfully, a lot of your peers lacked focus and drive. Not too worried about their failures or fuck ups because they had a silver spoon awaiting them if they couldn’t feed themselves. It infuriated Chrollo and thus, he withdrew even more from his classmates. Isolated and feeling like a loner, he clung to you like a moth to a flame shockingly. So much so, he had eyes for no one else. Even when girls all around campus practically threw themselves at him constantly and had paid them no mind. Dating, relationships, hookups…it all seemed like such a hassle. Trivial things that served him no purpose. He much rather be nose deep in a book, expanding his knowledge than doing anything else. Still, he’d be lying if he said his mind didn’t wander from time to time…

about that girl with these wired rim, round glasses…concealing those dark, deep set eyes. Black coils setting pretty atop your head, skin like honey of the richest variety…needless to say, Chrollo was rather smitten and it wasn’t an honor that he wielded loosely. It took a lot to catch the eyes of the prodigal genius. So when you posed a rather peculiar question, he was a bit nervous to answer.

“Hey, Chro?”

“Yes?”

turning his attention towards you with his signature flat smile..those handsome boyish looks that always caused a flutter or two in your heart. Jet black tufts fluttering on either side of his porcelain smooth face, tied by a headband to keep strays tucked back. Tonight, sporting a hoodie with the school insignia along with a pair of gym shorts covering his lanky frame. It was easy to see why he had everyone’s attention.

“Why don’t we ever go to any parties? Are we like the only ones on campus reading like an old couple on a Saturday night?” However, it wasn’t something that phased him in the slightest and rather than being offended, Chrollo would just laugh and flip to the next page of his very intriguing novel.

“You’re free to go if you’d like, no one’s stopping you from attending any of them.” Stating so matter of factly without so much as even glancing in your direction. To most, things like that came off as condescending but you knew that he just didn’t show much emotion about anything. If you asked him a question, he’d simply answer it with no motive or malice behind it. It was something that initially frustrated you but that you had now grown to love. As with many things about this enigma of a man. Slouching off of the bed, (y/n) crawled a few feet over to him, slinging an arm around the back of his neck in a flustered huff. “I knowww, but they wouldn’t even be fun without you.” “I couldn’t understand why. I’m not much for gatherings so I’d be nothing more than a wallflower..if anything, I’d be rather boring." That's when you’d probe him with another question, still hanging onto his slender frame..your head resting on his back. With your hands coiling his chest, you could feel his heart racing and obviously, nothing ever got him excited but it was something so different about you. He wasn’t much for affection or physical touch but somehow, he didn’t mind when you held him. You guys were incredibly close and comfortable so it came as no surprise that you’d ask him such a thing with no shame. “…Chro..are you a virgin?”

causing the dark haired man to choke up in laughter. You two rarely ever kept secrets from one another but then again, most information relayed between you guys was pertaining to academics and knowledge. None of this trivial nonsense. However, something must’ve sparked this sudden curiosity about his intimate life. “That’s a bit invasive, don’t you think?” “Just answer the question please.” obvious that you were going to persist on this, he’d release a deep breath and shut his book, turning to properly face you as he gave you his response. “If you must know…no, I am not a virgin.” He was, however, completely celibate until the proper person came along and changed it. Even so, it shocked you and he’d cackle, wondering why your mouth was agape.

“What? Are you surprised?” And as horrible as it sounded to admit, you were a bit taken aback. “A little bit! Just doesn’t seem like it’s something you’d be into. No offense.” You figured him to be completely clueless on the topic of sex but alas, he had been with two people in his young lifetime. Some woman he lost his virginity to and a girl he hooked up with in a one off exchange. Neither time was some profound experience that kept him coming back for more or even drew him closer to the girls. It was just something that happened and it wasn’t something that he had ever pondered on. However, spending the last year or so growing closer to you had his mind wandering. Believe it or not, he was rather smitten with you. The only one to really make him take a second look nowadays. Watching you switch around in those frilly dresses and tight little skirts, looking all cute and bubbly. He’d oftentimes find himself blushing as he watched you part your curls, moisturizing them after wash day. Even offering to help..just because he enjoyed your presence. Carrying your stuff to class and always lingering around, waiting on you to get out as if you were still in high school. How you hadn’t seen it yet was beyond him. Hence why he didn’t do random hookups..you were the sole object of his carnal desires when they arose. Like this current moment.

“None taken. But I have to ask, why the sudden inquisition?..something on your mind?” Questioning so casually with that soft smug smirk on his face. He had to know where this was coming from. Roping a hand around his shoulder blade and collar bone, (y/n) teased his black wefts between your fingertips and giggled. There were a lot of things running through your mind at this point. Things that you weren’t certain you should say out loud…out of fear of rejection or sounding too forward. But since you could trust one another so well…there was no point in hiding it.

“You could say that..I guess what I’m trying to say is..I could use a distraction for a while.” Admitting as you teased your fingertips across his chest. And it didn’t take long for him to pick up the hint you had so blatantly thrown down. Flicking his tongue across his lips, Chrollo ogled back at you for a moment, turning to tip your chin up. It was obvious that there was rising tension between you two that could only be solved one way. That festering desire wasn’t going to disappear unless one of you acted on it.

“So what you’re saying is..” talking so smoothly that in one fell swoop, Chrollo was able to spin and capture you in his grasp, landing both of you on the carpet, his body atop yours and your faces only mere inches apart. “You want me to fuck you? Is that it?” Having never heard him use such brash language. Either way, it was so attractive and sexy. There was a certain glare in his eyes, as if he too had been waiting on this moment. Snaking a hand up your outer thigh, he’d crawl slowly between your parted legs. He wanted you and desperately, all you had to do was give him the say so and he’d dispel any and all preconceived notions you’d had about him. “I mean…I’m simply hoping to test a theory. You do know what they say about the quiet ones. Is it true?” “You’re more than welcome to come find out.”

with that, it was all the declaration you needed. The two of you began engaging in a heated makeout session. Cupping your hands to his face, shoving your tongues into each other’s mouths…trying to peel back layers of one another’s clothing. Swirling them around one another in a flustered haze. Moaning and whimpering whilst things became much more intense. It didn’t take long for either of you to render the other nude or even find your hands roaming all over your entangled bodies…his hands on your hips, running along the seams of your clothing. Sharp gasps elicited by subtle neck sucking; the warmth of his breath brushing against your skin…even whimpering and tossing your head back when he’d glide down to your nipples, faintly licking them just to make you shudder. He’d then work his way between your thighs, glaring up at you with those usually cold, dark eyes; so full of life and lust as he hungrily parted your thighs. His primal instincts took over in an instant. As were your own. “..look at that. So sexy..” in reference to that slick covered slit and swollen pearl protruding through those plump lips. A sight like he had never witnessed before; it was beautiful. “You won’t be mad if I get a taste, will you?” Shaking your head with a slight whimper, anticipating his next move. Mere seconds later, you’d find him greedily feasting on your soaked sex. Flicking his tongue so delicately throughout the sensitive area; teasing the clit, sucking on those folds and leaving soft kisses on that pretty pussy of yours. “Haah!—ahh, Chro! Fuck!..” crying out in a fit of pleasure, sandwiching his head between your hands. Curling your fingers through his soft hair, gently tugging at them but trust, he needed no assistance. “You taste so sweet, my love.” Not with the way he was sloppily spitting and lapping on your cunt. He was so skilled and intricate with the way he did it, you were sure you’d be seeing stars. “Mmmm! Ahh..” making all of those pitiful babbling noises that were only further fueling his desire to devour you. Fucking you tirelessly with his tongue. Feasting until your legs began to shake violently and those sweet nectar-like fluids could no longer be contained and you’d find yourself coming on his tongue..squirting from his impeccable oral. You’d cover your face, in half embarrassment and shock as it riddled your body. “Don’t be shy now, let me see that pretty face..” It wasn’t until he came up for air, his hands softly groping at your breasts did it really dawn on the two of you what was transpiring. But it was a tad bit too late to back out now. Instead, he’d shift to his side midway, propping your smaller frame up on his thigh as to balance you against it. That docile demeanor seemed to dissipate before your eyes and a side you’d never think to see began to awaken..one you’d like very much.

“You see, my sweet (y/n)…what I lack isn’t knowledge, not by a long shot. But experience..experience with the right person.” declaring so sweetly as he stroked the side of your face to help you calm down from your climatic high, only to induce another. Working those pale, slender digits between your jaws and whirled them around. “See..I know things that would make your body tick. Things that would send you into shock and make you cry my name out to the heavens. I would make love to you in ways that would cause your soul to erupt into flames. Every little movement, I’d make certain you fell deeper for me..so addicted that you won’t even dream of another man touching you..alas, I never found that person.” was a mere taste of what I’m capable of.”

all the while he was speaking to you, filling your ear and head with perverse thoughts, Chrollo’s opposite hand snaked around your throat and his eyes averted downward. By now, you were a drooling mess…letting that trail lube your already dripping folds as he shoved those same digits inside of you..working them around. “Hnghh!” “Shhh..just relax.” But he wouldn’t be the only one at work. Soon, he’d instruct you to grasp at his exposed member and coil your fingers around his shaft, slowly working it over. Not for nothing, but he wasn’t lacking in size either..girthy and thick but long also. That pink tip emitting pearlescent white precum. You were so needy and impatient, wanting to feel him right away but it wasn’t plausible. He doubted that you couldn’t even take it…

“That is until now. Until I met you, (y/n). I’ve dreamed of this moment and having you all to myself..now I’ve gotten it.” grunting into your ear, sucking on his teeth as you continued to massage him between your fingertips. Neither of you could maintain this charade of teasing much longer so with one final kiss to your temple, Chrollo hoisted you up ever so slightly, barely breaking the contact of your skin and gave one last command:

“Go ahead, put it in yourself.”

something about that primal energy he was tapping into really turned you on. Making you yelp while you worked yourself down to his aching tip. Pulsating as it split you open..causing you both to audibly gasp once it met the silky warmth of your insides. He had to all but restrain himself from hammering up into you but it had been quite some time since he felt a sensation like this one. “Mmmm…God, you’re so tight. But don’t worry..I won’t go too fast. We’ll take our time until you can fit all of me. We won’t rush it.”

talking you through those movements his palms placed to your hips and your back to his chest. It was while you were becoming one and getting acclimated with those strokes did he begin to buck upward very gently; meeting you halfway while giving you steamy, sloppy tongue kisses. You couldn’t stop moaning into his open mouth and he couldn’t keep his hands to himself. He wanted to squeeze on those beautiful breasts, pinch your nipples between his fingertips and especially, massage that swollen clit. Although, he’d save that last one for the right moment. You’d more than likely come entirely too quickly. So he’d settle for giving you affirmations to keep you going. Bouncing up and down on his dick, trying to eventually make it disappear inside of that pretty pink flesh. But as it stood, you could only take it about halfway to the hilt. Sounds of squelching and colliding flesh filled your tiny room and right there on that floor, your bodies clashed in heated ecstasy and bliss. Eventually, he was able to push it in a bit more before you found an established rhythm. “Keep going. Yes..you’re doing so good. Riding me like this…and you’re creaming all over it. Are you going to milk me too, sweetheart?” Cooing whilst sucking on his teeth, tossing his head back in pure pleasure. That pussy was something special and he wanted to savor it for as long as possible.

“Yes, ‘wanna make you come for me…fuck!” Whimpering so pathetically and sweetly, it made his cock twitch..that throbbing, continuing to fill your flesh. By now, the two of you had established a synchronized rhythm and pace. (Y/N) riding him, rolling your hips and subtly shaking your ass; standing atop your tiptoes even, when he fucked you. “Ooh, just like that. Look at how nicely you’re taking me now. Opening up so good..” now gripping the thick of your plump ass, now starting to thrust upward. He was enjoying your little tricks and show but he couldn’t hold back any longer. Having not been releasing pent up energy or realizing that he needed to, Chrollo was coming undone by the second, rutting his hips into you with that firm grip. “You don’t have to hold back, sweetheart. Come..make a mess of me. Let it all out..” with that affirmation, you’d release every drop of your sweet, squirting cum..as well as any stress or agitation in your body. Those much needed endorphins rushing through your systems. Spent and out of breath, you’d collapse against one another right there on the floor..panting and laughing. You couldn’t remember the last time either of you had felt this good.

“That was…something.”

“Yes it was..”

most certainly agreeing on that front. Something that was beneficial for the both of you. Now he felt as if they were able to conquer anything after that. And so did you!..clutching your arm, he’d gently caress it and kiss your forehead. “Well I suppose that’s one way to clear your mind.” Making the joke as he turned to face you, staring at you in a way he’d never stared at anyone in his entire life. Because in all honesty, he had never shared a connection like that with anyone. He’d never been one for a relationship or even casually hooking up..his sole focus was academics but after this? He felt as if he could make an exception for his favorite person perhaps. Clasping your fingers together, Chrollo made another declaration, one you couldn’t refuse. “I don't know about you, but I’m ready for this test now. My head is ten times more clear than it was.” “I’m glad to hear it. Tell you what…pass it and I have much more where that came from.” Just then, your features illuminated with a sparkle he had never quite seen in those beautiful eyes of yours..

“Mmm..I don’t think that’ll be much of a problem.”

giving you all the extra incentive you need.

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kisayuri · 6 months

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An Unfinished Conversation

(KilluGon one-shot)

After facing the Chimera Ants and going through an experience that nearly cost Gon his life, Killua and Gon reunite in the hospital.

They still have a pending conversation.

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In the end, everything turned out fine.

His parents have finally lifted the alert about him and Alluka. Illumi is far away from him and his sister, and Nanika will stay with them for a long time. And Gon...

Gon is safe.

That sentence repeats in his mind. Over and over again.

Gon is safe.

Gon is okay.

Gon is alive.

So, why did he feel so terrible?

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His fingers nervously gripped his cell phone. He knew Gon had been awake for several hours now, but not until his family gave him the green light did he even consider reaching out to see how he was. As far as he's concerned, Killua is now en route to the city after trying to find a way to save him, a feeble excuse to justify his sudden recovery. Now, sitting on a bench outside the hospital with his sister Alluka, they await his friend's arrival.

With a deep sigh, he leans heavily against the wooden backrest of the bench. His thoughts swirl with uncontrollable emotions he doesn't want to confront, but he can't help it: every time he closes his eyes, his mind drifts back to that forest. And he remembers that nen that was Gon, yet at the same time, wasn't. A nen filled with pure rage and desperation that could obliterate everything in its path. A destructive nen that wasn't Gon.

He feels a lump forming in his throat.

"Why did you have to do it that way?" he whispered to himself. "Were you so desperate that you couldn't even wait for me?"

He just wants things to go back to normal.

The sound of his phone interrupts his train of thought. Checking the screen, he notices at least twelve missed calls from Leorio. However, he knows it's not Leorio who's calling.

He only lets it ring twice before answering.

"KILLUA?!" Gon's voice echoes in his ear, causing his heart to skip a beat. It takes him a few seconds to find the words and to overcome the tightness in his throat.

"Hey, Gon," he finally answers. "Are you-"

"Killua! Where are you? We need to talk right now, Kite...! Kite's alive! I have to tell you everything... And- and I met Ging! Where are you, are you okay?"

"Gon, Gon," he interrupts. Beside him, his sister looks on with curiosity. "I'm at Swardani hospital. Where are you?"

"In the car! Leorio's driving me, we're heading there now! Don't move!"

"... I'll wait here."

"And, Killua..."

"Hm?" He waits, intrigued by the sudden change in his friend's tone.

"... Never mind... See you soon."

As soon as he hangs up the phone, he covers his eyes with one hand and an uncontrollable smile of relief spreads across his lips. He can sense the joy in his sister's voice when she asks if Gon's okay, and a nearly imperceptible tear escapes from the corner of his eye as he nods.

It's the same old Gon again.

~~~

Restlessly, Gon hangs up Leorio's phone and returns it to him.

"How did it go?" Leorio asks, not taking his eyes off the road as he slips the phone back into his pocket. Gon glances at him with a heavy look.

"Well... He didn't seem mad."

"Of course, he isn't!" Leorio exclaims. "You just woke up from a coma and both of you have been through a lot. How could he be mad at you?"

Gon opens his mouth to reply, but Leorio beats him to it.

"Look... Whatever happened between you two, it's in the past, okay? What matters is everything turned out fine. Killua's your best friend. Stop worrying."

But Gon is worried. It's been less than a full day since he woke up. He finally met Ging, then learned of Kite's return, and that everyone's okay. At that moment, his head was a whirlwind of emotions, with joy, confusion, and relief intertwined.

But there is something else.

In the midst of all the happiness, what he still remembers, what's still embedded deep within, is that overwhelming rage that blinded him and set him aflame from the inside out. His body, mind, and heart all disintegrating, burning him up.

He also remembers Killua, always having his back with unwavering calmness. He had always been the calm that his storm needed. But this time Gon messed up. He let his storm rage on, hurting even his friend in the process.

And that hurt him the most.

~~~

"Why are you so nervous, brother?"

"I'm not nervous," Killua murmurs, turning to her with a smile. "I'm excited. I finally get to introduce you to Gon! You'll see, Alluka!" he exclaims with feigned happiness. But it's not true, and neither is his smile. Alluka can still see it in his eyes. The truth is, anxiety is eating him alive.

It's just Gon, what's wrong with me?

Alluka shakes her head.

"Brother, are you sad because you're mad at Gon?"

His smile freezes.

And he realizes Alluka has hit the nail on the head.

Of course, he's mad at Gon. How could he not be?

"KILLUA!"

And there he was. Killua takes a deep breath and turns to Leorio's car that's just parked a few yards away. Gon's head pops out of the window, and as soon as they stop, he jumps out and runs toward him.

How could he not be, after Gon had done that to himself?

Killua rises from the bench somewhat slowly and takes a few steps forward to meet him, signaling his sister to wait behind.

How could he not feel this way after putting him through the worst days of his life, making him believe he'd lose him?

Gon finally stops in front of him. His eyes have always been an open window for Killua. Now he can clearly see guilt and worry and regret. However, a shy smile appears at the corner of his mouth. His heart hesitates.

How could he not feel this way... after almost leaving him forever?

"You've recovered," Killua murmurs. It's not a question, just an acknowledgment. He can notice how Gon slightly flinches at his tone.

Always the same. It's always me who cleans up your messes, but this time...

"Yes..." He scratches the back of his neck, avoiding Killua's intense gaze.

Killua wants to be angry with him. He wants him to apologize for everything, for being a fool who doesn't think before he acts. For leaving him. For moving on without him.

…For making him feel utterly alone again.

...This time you have to apologize.

Everything happens in just a split second. Suddenly, Gon's face crumples, and his golden eyes are flooded with a sea of tears like Killua has never seen before.

He sighs, feeling his strength crumbling.

"Gon..." he barely whispers.

"KILLUA, I'M SO SORRY!" he exclaims. "I've been such an idiot, I shouldn't have said everything I told you! And I was...!" He sniffles, "I was so angry and so sad and so out of it that..." He pauses for just a few seconds, searching for the right words. Finally, unable, he shakes his head. His eyes once again lock onto those of his friend. The only thing left in them now is pure sincerity. Killua watches him without saying a word. But what hurts me the most is that I've hurt you, Killua, a lot, and it's something I can never forgive myself for," he concludes, fixing his gaze on the floor before raising it back to him. "Honestly... right now, I don't deserve to be your friend."

Then something clicks in Killua's mind. What did he just say?

Without a second thought, he takes a step towards him and hugs him tightly. Gon doesn't hesitate and returns the hug even more forcefully, burying his face in his shoulder.

"Gon, you big idiot..." he begins with a sad smile, resting his chin on his friend's neck, "you're the best friend I could ever imagine having. And there's no way that can change," he continues. At this moment, his legs feel like jelly. He's acutely aware that what he's about to do, open up to someone to show his vulnerability, is something he's never tried, not even with Gon. He's grateful to be able to tell him without having to meet his big puppy eyes directly. "It's true that everything that's happened has hurt me a lot," he admits in a whisper, "but not being able to handle the situation, to help you... to be there for you, before everything happened... was undoubtedly the worst," he sighs heavily. "But it doesn't matter if you leave, if you do some absurd nonsense again, if we fight, I..." His hand tightly grips Gon's back. It's extremely hard for him to voice all these words out loud. He can't help but lower his voice, and a slight blush creeps onto his cheeks. "Listen closely because I won't repeat it, okay?" Gon nods against his neck, paying full attention. "Gon, I'll always want to be by your side. No matter what, who, or when. You're the most important person to me, and nothing can change that."

Killua surprises himself by feeling totally calm now.

"So don't you dare say something as stupid as you don't deserve to be my friend again, because I'll beat you up, you moron."

Gon nods without letting go of him yet, unable for the first time in his life to speak a word, something that Killua appreciates, just this once.

Now, at last, everything is alright again.

My goodness, the first story I've ever written. I truly hope that those of you who've made it this far have enjoyed it as much as I did writing it. The original ending in the series was terribly weak, and I couldn't rest until I wrote my own version.

Thank you so much for reading. I hope to continue sharing more stories about these two soon :)

#killugon #killua zoldyck #drabble #gon freecss #romance #friendship #hxh #hunterxhunter #killua x gon #gonkillu #killua #oneshot #hunter x hunter

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kimbap-r0ll · 2 years

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Chrollo meeting his Childhood friend!s/o after being away for a long time

I wanted to write a drabble again, I hope you will enjoy it!

He was walking back home, alone this time. He wasn’t sure how to feel since he was usually with the troupe but for this mission everyone was split apart. At least he was able to see you. The two of you hadn’t seen each other in about a year, and only connected through phone. He had heard you were still working at District F, and you had survived a severe fever a few months ago. He brought along some of the food he bought while coming back to Meteor City and a small stolen necklace that he got from the Kakin National Museum.

When he arrived at the outskirts of Meteor City, the people that were working close by stopped and bowed their heads to him. He was some kind of a celebrity back in the city, and some even viewed him as a Messiah of sorts. Chrollo wasn’t a serial killer in this world, no, he was a savior. He would be the one to help Meteorites (the citizens of the city) fight against forces like the mafia or anyone who dared to take things away from their sacred grounds. The Kurta learned that the hard way. But now is not the time to dwell on dark moments of history, Chrollo has come back to greet his lover.

Y/n, was a strong-willed, selfless person. Many questioned if they were even from the city to begin with due to how different they were from the rest of the ragged culture. District F was known to house the most children, and so many volunteered to work there. But even then, you still stood out from the crowd. No matter who asked for help, you would lend a hand. Some might question this as being too naïve, but to Chrollo this was what made you so special. You were able to act like a saint in the hellhole of a city, truly someone a messiah like him could love.

“Chrollo’s back!” children squealed as he ascended the steps to the old church building. They ran around him, pulling at his long coat what kinds of adventures he went on this time.

Chrollo’s grey eyes landed on you, who was too busy trying to lull a baby to sleep to notice the entire church building stop and look at the entrance. “We’re going to need to get more towels for the kid, and don’t forget that Scarlet needs to get something for her ankle, I think it might be sprained. Also, we can mix some carrots in for tonight’s dinner since-“

“My, they aren’t letting you rest even for a minute are they?” a familiar voice stopped you from going into autopilot. You looked towards the voice and saw your boyfriend standing with his arms open to you.

“Ah, Chrollo! I didn’t see you there!” you set the baby down carefully into another worker’s arms and went to hug him. You heard some of the kids giggle as you kissed him on the cheek.

“When did you come back? You should’ve let me know earlier!”

“I wanted to surprise you,” he replied.

You were able to leave work early that day and visit him on his walk back to District G, where he lived now. He was sharing the space with Franklin, but tonight he wouldn’t be there to greet you. Instead, it was just the two of you in the small room. The buildings were all apartments, but they were almost built like they were stacked on each other. Some of the homes seemed to jut out of the building from nowhere, only held up by a few wooden stilts.

“I brought you a gift,” he said in a soft voice before slipping something out from his pocket.

“A necklace! You didn’t have to, it’s too much for someone like me!” you replied, taking it carefully in both of your hands. “But, thank you, it’s wonderful.”

“I wanted to get you the entire Kakin palace but that would be too much to carry in one day, correct?” he laughed, sitting down on a rug in the middle of the floor. You sat next to him.

The two of you looked out into the night sky. It was a full moon, and the stars were shining brightly.

“I want to hear of your stories, what did you do this time?” you asked him.

“Oh, it’s nothing big, just more small heists,” he told you. “We have a new recruit, Shizuku. She’s a bit younger than us, but she fits right into the team. I wish you could meet her,” Chrollo’s eyes dropped to your hand as he took it in his own.

“Yeah, but the children here need me,” you closed your eyes and leaned on his shoulder.

“Such a selfless one,” Chrollo chuckled lightly to himself. “The troupe misses you too.”

“I’m glad, tell them that I said hello!” you smiled at him.

He then went on telling you his heist this time. Apparently he was with Feitan, Phinks, Shalnark, and Pakunoda. They were tasked with stealing from an archeology site, specifically a piece of a monster from the fabeled Dark Continent. In a black market, the price could go up to about 200 million Jenny. The group, of course, had no trouble getting their hands on this artifact, but on the way Pakunoda had suggested getting something for you.

Chrollo was walking by the museum when it happened, and Feitan suggested “why not steal from here?” The group sneaked in and quickly snatched one of the jewelry pieces from one of the late princes of the Kakin empire. It was likely that it would be on the news the next day, but it wasn’t like people in Meteor City would care. Chrollo knew that they would be happy about getting more fresh cabbage seeds and cabbage heads due to the money he got from the stolen Dark Continent creature, so that was all that mattered.

It was just another one of those nights where he would be with you for a little bit. He did this often when he came back. He would be with you for one day, meet with the elders of the city in the next, and then he would disappear back into the world outside of the Meteor. You would have to wait to hear more about his stories until then. But for now, the two of you were enjoying each other’s company, and simply embracing the time you two had together.

The next morning, he walked you to District F, with the nurses all surrounding the two of you.

“Well then, until next time,” he kissed you as he left. He was wearing a confident smile as he headed to where the elders of the city dwelled. You waved after him, telling him to be safe.

“You two are still together?” one of your friends asked, dusting his hands on his apron.

“Y-yeah, I’m just glad we can see each other like this. I miss him, but at least we meet up!” you responded, turning around to see the friend that handed you an apron as well.

“We have more work today, apparently a whole new batch of kids showed up and they want to dump them here,” he said, pointing at the church building.

You immediately nodded and wrapped the apron around your waist. Meanwhile, Chrollo was going to discuss the matters of the mafia and the city to the elders. He wasn’t in a high position in the politics of the city, but his influence was definitely not one that could be ignored. With a determined look, the two of you looked up at the morning sky.

“Let’s get to work.”

#hxh #hunterxhunter #hunter x hunter #hxh chrollo #chrollo #chrollo lucilfer #chrollo x reader #chrollo headcanons #meteor city #phantom troupe x reader #phantom troupe #hxh phantom troupe #phantom troupe headcanons #chrollo x y/n #drabble #genei ryodan #hxh scenarios #hxh imagines #hxh headcanons

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kingsleywrites · 1 year

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About Me + Request Guild lines (Please read before requesting anything)

Hello, so I have just decided to write on Tumblr so I created this blog! I also write on wattpad my name on there is King-0f-Hearts and I am in the process of getting an AO3 account. I have a main account here where I just mess around and post on the occasion.

A little bit about me!:

My name is Elijah but you can call me either King/Kingsley or Elijah/Eli I am fine with either of those.

I am a trans man (he/him) and I'm omnisexual

I decided to start writing on Tumblr in hope of not only getting my work out there but also to help improve my writing and get requests. i also want to write without sticking to a specific book like this is any different but i guess this is how my brain will work

Request Guild lines:

My request box will most likely always be open so don't be shy to shoot a request over to me, I will be more than happy to do it.

Things I will do:

Fluff

Angst

male x male

male reader

gender neutral reader

FTM reader

platonic

romantic

Obsessive

Yandere

Suggestive scenes (No smut and as long as they are within any guidelines of the people being written)

Headcanons

Drabble/short stories (are they the same? idk)

Little disclaimer I just decided to start writing obsessive and yandere alts of characters and due to me never doing something like that before it may be very cliche and just outright bad

Things I won't do:

Smut (I do not feel comfortable writing it)

Age gap

Female reader (y'all have enough stories go read your own, there are not enough male reader and gender neutral reader stories out there so just let us have this)

character x character (I just dont really enjoy writing it, I have nothing against it just isnt what I really want to write for)

Fandoms/Characrters I write for:

Shows/TV:

Gravity Falls (Dipper, Mabel)

Arcane (Vi, Jinx, Milo, Silco, Claggor)

Anime:

Hunter x Hunter (Killua, Gon, Kurapika)

Promise Neverland (Ray, Norman, Don)

Attack On Titan (Levi, Eren, Armin)

Black Butler (Ciel, Alois, Finny, May-Rin)

Blue Exorcist (Rin, Yukio)

Movies:

None, open to suggestions :)

Games:

DSMP, only using the characters in the SMP and not their real life selves (Dream, Technoblade, Tommyinnit, Georgenotfound, BadBoyHalo, Wilbur, Tubbo, Quackity, Ranboo)

Resident Evil, only 2 and 4 because those are the only games I've seen so far. (Leon)

Sally Face (Sal, Larry, Travis, Todd, Ashley)

Cuphead, ONLY PLATONIC (Cuphead, Mugman)

Little Nightmares 1 & 2, ONLY PLATONIC (Mono, Six, Runaway kid)

Other (Books, other pieces of media etc.):

Any of Wilbur's bursonas (Simpbur, Argbur etc.)

Genloss Ranboo (I know very little about Genloss and I plan to educate myself because from what small bits I've seen it's so cool)

Creepypastas (Jeff the killer, Ticci Toby, Masky, Hoodie, Ben Drowned, Jane the killer, Clockwork)

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This list is subject to change as my interests change and I gain and lose hyper fixations. Probably the Fandoms that I'm in the most in Resident Evil, Gravity Falls and DSMP but I will still write for the others.

Just because a character from one of the fandoms isn't on the list doesn't mean you can't request it it just might take a little bit because these are the characters that I know the most about.

If any of the creators or characters that are written about say or have said that they are not comfortable with stories being written about them I will remove them from the list and remove the stories if needed.

I don't have a writing schedule so if it takes me a long time to get your ask posted I am sorry! I just take forever to write and then I will get really distracted or I just won't want to write one day.

Thank you for checking out this blog, feel free to request something!

My main account:

My Wattpad account:

Update! I got an AO3 account! I already made a separate post about this but here's the account on this post so people can find it easier:

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horrorcore2002 · 8 months

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MILLI'S BLOG INTRO

*THIS BLOG SUPPORTS GHANA, PALESTINE, & SUDAN. I WILL NOT STAND FOR ANY HATRED OR ANTI WHATSOEVER, AND I WILL BLOCK YOU IF YOU INTERACT WITH ME, AND I WILL CONTINUE TO ADVOCATE FOR THEM.*

WARNING! THIS BLOG CONTAINS:

DARK CONTENT REBLOGS, GORE/TRIGGERING IMAGES (MOSTLY FOR PALESTINE, GHANA, AND SUDAN) PLS BLOCK THOSE TAGS AS I TAG THEM.

Milli, 19 &black, I b simpin' hella, so beware ig 18+ MDNI WITH ANY NSFW POSTS! I will have to block you, but please don't take it personally, It makes me uncomfy mainly cause it feels like I'm providing you with that shit, and I don't want that.

Requests are open btw!

I AGE UP ALL OF THE CHARACTERS I WRITE, ALL OF THEM ARE 20 AND UP! PLS BLOCK ME IF THAT MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE, PEDOS AND MAPS GET TF OUT

SIDEBLOG: ☆★☆★☆

★RULES ☆☆☆☆ ♱RULES: NO’s -Scat/piss kinks -Yandere/physical abuse relationships -extreme BDSM -roleplaying kinks -DM/ask me for more details🤍 -Unfortunately I do not do character x character unless it’s polyamorous x reader :\ ★RACISTS, HOMOPHOBES, XENOPHOBES, ANTIRELIGION, EXTREMISTS, AND TOXIC MFS GET OUT! I DON’T WANT YOU SPREADING HATE ON MY BLOG AND I DON’T NEED YOUR NEGATIVITY! KEEP YOUR OPINIONS AND FEELINGS TO YOURSELF, I CAN AND WILL BLOCK YOU, I WANT MY SHIT TO BE A SAFE SPACE, ★ ★MDNI WITH MY BLOG! IF YOU WANNA LIKE REBOLG OR REQUEST, PLS HAVE YOUR AGE IN YOUR BIO OR I WILL HAVE TO BLOCK YOU! SORRY, NO HARD FEELINGS, I JUST DON’T WANNA CATCH A CASE ★ ♱I usually write for black readers, anyone can read tho. usually fem, but I can do Gender neutral (gn) and male readers too. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ ♱MASTERLIST ♱haikyuu!! (hq!!) ♱Black clover ♱One piece ♱yu yu hakusho (yyh) ♱saiki k ♱tokyo revengers (tr) ♱jujutsu kaisen (jjk) ♱samurai champloo ♱black lagoon ♱naruto ♱my hero academia/bokuno hero academia (mha/bnha) ★dabi/touya todoroki ⭑ Toxic!Relationship drabble w/Dabi Suggestive/mentions of smut / Angst ⭑ Ansty-smut w/ Dabi Angst / Smut ★Hawks/Keigo Takami ⭑ Wet dreamz Smut / lime(?) / mentions of mastubation(m) ♱bunguo stray dogs (bsd) ♱solo leveling ♱killlakill ♱hellsing ♱bleach ♱demon slayer ♱attack on titan (aot) ♱trigun ♱hunterxhunter (hxh) ♱castlevania ♱avatar the last air bender (atla) ♱blue exorcist ♱deathnote ♱soul eater ♱tokyo ghoul ♱Spiderman across the spider-verse/Spiderman into the spider-verse ~REQUESTS ARE OPEN

☆☆☆☆SMOKIN' ON MY EX PACK TONIGHT☆☆☆☆

#spotify #sza #music #rap #SOS album #SZA SOS #rnbmusic #r&b music #r&b singer #bubba album #kaytranada #BUBBA kaytranada

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moreandmoredior · 8 months

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⭑⭒My name is Milli, welcome to the side blog⭑⭑

~♱THE PEOPLE CALL ME THE SURGEON OF DEATH-Trafalgar D. LAW♱ ♱RULES: NO's -Scat/piss kinks -Yandere/physical abuse relationships -Pegging -extreme BDSM -roleplaying kinks -DM/ask me for more details🤍 -Unfortunately I do not do character x character unless it's poly :\ ★RACISTS, HOMOPHOBES, XENOPHOBES, ANISIMETIC, EXTREMIST, AND TOXIC MFS GET OUT! I DON'T WANT YOU SPREADING HATE ON MY BLOG AND I DON'T NEED YOUR NEGATIVITY! KEEP YOUR OPINIONS AND FEELINGS TO YOURSELF, I CAN AND WILL BLOCK YOU, I WANT MY SHIT TO BE A SAFE SPACE, ★ ★MDNI WITH MY BLOG! IF YOU WANNA LIKE REBOLG OR REQUEST, PLS HAVE YOUR AGE IN YOUR BIO OR I WILL HAVE TO BLOCK YOU! SORRY, NO HARD FEELINGS, I JUST DON'T WANNA CATCH A CASE ★ ♱I usually write for black readers, anyone can read tho. usually fem, but I can do Gender neutral (gn) and male readers too.

★★Smut ★★Fluff/Comfort ★★Angst ★★SAMU/Texting ★★Headcanons/Drabbles ★★Suggestive/mentions of smut ★★DARK CONTENT!

♱MASTERLIST ♱haikyuu!! (hq!!) ♱Black clover ♱One piece ♱yu yu hakusho (yyh) ♱saiki k ♱tokyo revengers (tr) ♱jujutsu kaisen (jjk) ♱samurai champloo ♱black lagoon ♱naruto ♱my hero academia/bokuno hero academia (mha/bnha) dabi/touya todoroki ⭑ Toxic!Relationship drabble w/Dabi ★★Suggestive/mentions of smut / ★★Angst ⭑ Ansty-smut w/ Dabi ★★Angst / ★★Smut ♱bunguo stray dogs (bsd) ♱solo leveling ♱killlakill ♱hellsing ♱bleach ♱demon slayer ♱attack on titan (aot) ♱trigun ♱hunterxhunter (hxh) ♱castlevania ♱avatar the last air bender (atla) ♱blue exorcist ♱deathnote ♱soul eater ♱tokyo ghoul ♱Spiderman across the spider-verse/Spiderman into the spider-verse ~REQUESTS ARE OPEN

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s0m3b4rryth1ccfics · 10 months

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⚠️!!WARNING!!⚠️

Read for your safety, please....

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🥩 Gore (blood/violence/sharp objects/ masochist&sadistic)

🍋smut (sexaul content)

🔪 The reader is ftm (mentioned of the word "boypussy")

🔪Women and Minors DNI

🔪drabble as always

🔪if you aren't comfortable with my content simply block me

You have been warned

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The need of someone to love you, cuddle you, treat you as the most fragile thing, wanting to lay next to him in his embrace while he whisper sweet praises to you, someone who can understand your overwhelming feelings...

Understand your dark desire to be treated like nothing but a fuck toy, but not any fuck toy... you want to be his masochist fuck toy

You want him to tie up your wrists in barbed wire and trace a knife on your smooth skin and leave some small cute cuts that make you hiss while they stick a vibrating didlo up your boypussy, edging you non stop even if you cry pathetically and beg him to stop and then cut you open, lean in and give tender kisses to your organs...

His breaths on your neck, kissing it, but then suddenly crashing his teeth on your shoulder, drawing blood out of it, licking it, facing you, and forced you to have a taste of your blood all while destroying your insides and fill you up with cum over and over again....

(Ohhh, I'll sound like a whore from that for sure lol)

Imagining yourself full of cum but of course that won't satisfy you, nah-uh baby you are stupidly cute if you think that was enough. Imagine being cover with his cum, cum on your that cute innocent face and let it drip on my body, you licking some off your face and swallow it and open up your mouth to show him how thankful I'm... kinda basic, right?

So why not add some branding, be it whatever you want his signature, a stamp, or some cute symbol. Putting that hot metal on your thigh or arm or my chest just to remind me that I'm yours.......

(I love the adrenaline of this juicy idea. I'm truly gifted tehehe 🤭)

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Just to who love fictional characters, here who I believe will do that to reader:

-> Dottore (genshin impact)

-> Sebastian MICHAELIS (BlackButler)

-> Akiko YOSANO (Bungo Stray Dogs)... mtf in this

-> Feitan PORTOR (HunterxHunter)

-> Enmu (Demon slayer)

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I believe that all for today, take care everyone drink water, eat and be safe... love ya❤️

Sorry for ghosting school and personal stuff, and a lot of things are happening. It's just crazy here. But of course I'll raise again from the death

#S0m3b4rryBloodyfics #male reader #m!reader #ftm reader #masochist male reade #sub bottom reader #smut drabble #smut gore #gore #tw g0r3 #tw g0re #tw gore #cute gore #smut guro #Guro #brutalized #eroguro

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chrollohearttags · 8 months

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𝕮𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖞’𝖘 𝕺𝖈𝖙𝖔𝖇𝖊𝖗 𝕱𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

“….𝖜𝖊’𝖗𝖊 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖒𝖆𝖉 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊..”

“𝖏𝖔𝖎𝖓 𝖚𝖘 𝖎𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖊…”

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𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨, 𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙤, 𝙚𝙩𝙘…

click below ⬇️

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• starting off by saying that this is only my 2nd year doing this and my first year doing it on tumblr so please be patient with me.

• Also, I am making an ✨attempt ✨ to do all 31 days but no promises as I’ll be doing other things this month for Halloween/cosplay but please feel free to DM/inbox me any requests that you have and I’ll be happy to try and squeeze them in.

• Once the month is done, I’ll put them all in my masterlist so you can back and binge read if you’d like.

• this will be multifandom and feature characters from AOT, JJK, HunterxHunter, One Piece, Jojo’s, Haikyuu and many more!..if there’s a show you’d like me to write for, feel free to request. I’ll let you know if I’ve watched/write for it.

• all works featured in this will be modern AU’s. No canon stuff.

• understand that not every kink will be for you. As always, there will be warnings at the top of each story..take heed to said warnings and use them at your discretion. If you feel a specific kink/fetish is too much, then I suggest you skip that day and I’ll see you in another one. We’re all grown (I would hope) so you can decide for yourself. Please do not comment anything childish, hateful or derogatory towards my work because it will be automatic block. Kinktober is a time to explore things I’d normally not write about but even so, it may not be your cup of tea. Don’t report or try get something slapped with a label because YOU don’t like it. Simple.

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[writing this as of 9/10/2023, naturally this is subject to change but here are the plans so far for the upcoming works you can expect:]

stranger than fiction (sfw stories + interactive fics)

Beyond Fact or Fiction: an anthology series comprised of drabbles and fics based off of real events….or are they? That’ll be for you to decide. (multifandom)

Are You Scared of Me Yet?: they are your average, hardworking family. Working on their farm by day…body snatching by night?! The young couple finds themselves in quite a predicament when one of them is bitten a strange creature while outside and becomes undead! Now with an appetite for more than cookies and cakes, they must try to feed their desires for human flesh, all while keeping this dirty little secret from those around them! (cowboy reiner x baker black reader) (nsfw version available in Kinktober list)

Sacrilegious: music’s much more fun with a little contreversy and that’s a fact that EJ the Don knows all too well. No stranger to dark imagery and occult themes in his songs, the rapper decides to get a bit creative and raise the bar for his next video. With Halloween around the corner, his wife + beloved influencer, (y/n), who’s notorious for her out of this world costumes every year decides to join him on the fun by being his co-star. And what better way to debut the new track and visuals than at the Jaeger’s infamous Halloween Bash?! But along with insane reception from the fans and friends alike, they may have invited some unwanted attention…from both the living and dead! How will the it couple deal with this situation? (musician eren x influencer au) (nsfw version available in kinktober list)

undertaker: chrollo lucifer has always been the town outcast. Dubbed a weirdo, troublemaker and the person you’d want to avoid at all costs. Mainly due in part to his love of heavy metal, cigarettes and all things occult. Too bad for everyone else, he didn’t care to clear up his reputation..that was until the mayor’s daughter goes missing and he gets accused of being involved!..with no one on his side, the lonely Chrollo feels as if he has nowhere to turn. However, he ends up meeting someone who may be able to help him out of his bind…the local botanica owner with an equally terrible reputation! With a race against the clock and their backs against the wall, the unlikely duo team up in a whodunnit like you’ve never seen!

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Kinktober 2023 (NSFW Stories)

(these may be changed at a later time and characters are TBA but here are some of the kinks you can look forward to.)

office sex, pegging, free use, knife play, age gap (legal ofc), foot worship, size kink

pregnancy/lactation kink, gun play, sensory deprivation, anal, food play, pet play, CNC

BDSM/Shibari, fem dom, breeding, roleplay, corruption kink

impact play, exhibitionism, nipple play, spit kink, facefucking, car sex, orgy

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FLUFF/CRACKTOBER (feel good + funny fics)

• through the pumpkin patch: cowboy!reiner x reader

• first time for everything: scholar!armin x scholar!reader

• pick up the phone • doordasher!eren (ft. doordasher!connie) x reader

puuurfect fit! • choso kamo x plus size reader

trick or treat • ryomen sukuna x reader

carve me like one of your french girls • nanami kento x artist!reader

my dress up darling • seamster!mitsuya x cosplayer!reader

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taglist will be available. Let me know if you want to be added!

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all works are intellectual property of chrollohearttags. I do not own any characters mentioned except OC’s or reader descriptions. Please do not repost, steal or copy my fics. It’s not cute :(

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@greenieweeniesworld @spaceforher @anubisisthebomb @crazychaoticizzy @makaylasierra789 @momobaby227 @certified-stargirl @thickbihhwitdagapp @kameko-ko @valentineluvu @mukurosbracup @prettypink-princesss @bleach-your-panties

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beigehearts · 3 years

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Yandere adult trio when you actually manage to land a hit on them Random drabble I came up with- needed to spoil yall since ive been gone- so ive got three drabbles Lemme know if you want Uvogin and/or Phinks- or if you want a nsfw version of this CW: blood, knives, stabbing

Illumi

Weeks have passed since you were taken from your comparably mundane life. You assume it's been weeks- it could have been longer. For the first time, you have woken up while man who has taken you is not home. He manages to stay at home until you're exhausted- since you won't sleep around him. That way once you collapse from exhaustion- he can escape to do whatever a man like him does.

It's been two hours since you have been stuffed into a kitchen cabinet. Your legs are cramping- and there's a sharp pain in your lower back. There's no way your body can handle being in this cramped position for another hour- hopefully he gets home soon. Or hopefully he never comes back.

You hear the unfamiliar sound of the front door opening, only after the multiple locks have been unlocked.

Click. Click. Click. His shoes tap on the cold floor with a methodical slowness. You hear him walk towards the room you are usually sleeping in when he gets home.

There are no more clicking of his shoes, just an eery silence hanging in the air. Your chance, this is it. You've learned how to silence your own actions- you had to in order to live with this emotionless monster.

Once you're standing upright, you sprint at him- knife in hand. He's quick but he also doesn't expect you to be just as fast. He moves so quickly that you can barely see him, but you drop to the ground, sliding against the wood floor. Your knife slices through his ankle, knowing that it could render his leg useless. There's no sound as you lay on the cold floor, a stand still between you and your captor.

"Interesting." His word is deafening. "I did not expect that of you." Illumi's voice remains calm. It remains calm as well when he grabs you by your arm, grip almost bone shattering. "It seems I have not trained you well." He says as if you're a dog.

You continue swinging, but it seems that Illumi doesn't even care about the damage you're inflicting on him. Cuts that are an inch deep- at least three of them. You glance down at his foot, seeing his pant leg soaked in blood, leaving a trail of it behind him as he drags you into the unknown. There's no humanly way possible he could be walking on a severed Achilles tendon. He should have bled out by now, or at least enough to go weak in the knees. The only answer is... that he's not human.

Your body goes limp- all fight draining out of you once you realize that there's no use. Illumi notices this, and pauses. "I'm glad you've come to your sense y/n." He bends down to your face, letting go of you arm and you fall against the floor. "It doesn't change what you've done." He points to his ankle, "It will take at least a week for my ankle to heal- my Achilles is completely severed."

Your eyes travel to the floor as he continues speaking, his words beginning to sound like fuzz. You snap back when a strong hand grabs your chin and tilts your face towards his. It almost feels as if his fingers are going to go through your jaw bones. "I expect you to look at me when I'm speaking."

Hisoka

He expects you to perform wifely duties. Well, mainly duties that take care of him. The eggs in the pan sizzle next to some greasy bacon. You're making breakfast like Hisoka told you to. He probably won't eat the food you make him, he just enjoys watching you make it.

The buzzing of the oven fan and churning of the coffee machine almost make it seem as if this were a normal situation. It's not though- the both of you know that.

It has taken you weeks to master the art of being unassuming. You've practiced doing something but showing no signs of that actions beforehand. Such as if you're going to pick something up that you don't look around for it first.

The tip tap of the magician's heels alert you to just how close he is to yo. He stands behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, "You look so good today y/n." He nuzzles his nose into your neck, inhaling your aroma, as if he can't get enough of it.

You pull a coffee mug from the cabinet above the oven, ignoring the man wrapped around you. The cup clinks against the counter and your heart jumps when you hear the coffee pot finish brewing.

The man releases you, perfectly on cue. You grab the coffee pot, spinning around and throwing the boiling liquid on Hisoka. You then leap forward while he's momentarily stunned, and bring the glass pot down on his head. It shatters and you take the chance to lunge for the door. You're stopped short when the man grabs your ankle and you face plant into the tile floor.

Your entire face will definitely be bruised in a few hours. Your head spins but the dizziness quickly turns into an excruciating pain all over your head. You crane your head backwards and look at him- somehow he just seems stronger. His skin is burned badly and is extremely red. He must have third degree burns. But he's smiling at you with crazed eyes. No, lustful eyes.

You yell when he pulls you to him by your leg. He straddles you and punches you in the neck. You yell turns into a heavy cough which turns into gasping noises. There will be no talking for the next few weeks.

"You're so cute when you defend yourself." You stare up at his untouched face and fear shoots down your spine. He leans down and licks a strip up the side of your face and brings his lips to your ear. "It only turns me on even more."

Chrollo

It’s as if the place you’re being held has no electricity. You’ve flicked on and off the light switches around the house but nothing ever happens. The windows are boarded up and no matter what you do- you can’t rip the boards away that are nailed into the window. Despite this extremely dark, and cold home, all of the furniture is quite nice. The bed fit for a king, soft and you just sink into it- which is where you spend most of your time since it’s the only place you can catch a fleeting sense of warmth.

The warm bed doesn’t compensate for the fact that you’ve been kidnapped by a man that insists on your affection and your quality time. He leaves every night- and it’s simply too dark to try and find keys for the door. There was only one way you will be able to escape- surprise attack him the moment he gets home and run out the door. You’ve tried to attack him before but your punches are futile against the tall man. He can just grab your wrists and throw you in the bedroom- locking it until you stop ‘throwing a tantrum’. As he puts.

There’s no better place to attack him then at the front door- before he gets the chance to defend himself. Though your fists obviously hold no power against this man- you’ll have to find something to hit him with. For hours before he comes home (according to your biological clock), you scamper around the house, checking every corner of it for something sturdy that you can pick up. Eventually you find a set of handcuffs. While they’re not ideal- they have heft and a whack to the face would leave any normal person reeling.

If your natural sense of time is correct, you only have a few minutes before he comes home. You stand next to the door and brace yourself- hoping that your reaction time is as good as you think it is.

You hear the footsteps down what you assume is a hall to this apartment. They stop in front of the door and your heart begins to pound. Each lock clicking is deafening in the quiet apartment. The door opens with confidence and you take your chance. With a wide swing of your arm you nail him in the face. The sound of the metal against skin makes you cringe but there’s no time to waste. You leap out beside him, sprinting down the pitch black hall as fast as you can. When hands grab your waist gently you screech, fighting his grip. As gentle as he’s being you still can’t escape him.

He brings your back against his chest, and he wraps one arm around your arms and torso, preventing you from hitting him. His other arm lays loosely around your waist. “You’re very resourceful y/n.” He purrs in your ear. “Thank you for trying your best and not holding back.” You continue squirming in his grasp but know what your fate is when he says, “Though it’s quite unattractive for a girl to be so feisty.”

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“there’s only one bed” - hisoka morow x reader

a/n: a very stereotypical cliche for fanfics, but, yk what? i roll with cringe. so here, have my drabbling of what would happen if you were to spend an unwanted night in the same hotel bed as the adultrio. i feel like i may have made this a bit too long, but who cares?? i have time, you have time and an incandescent loneliness to fill, so let’s get into it!

summary: you arrive at the hotel with hisoka, but to your horror (wink wink), there’s only one bed. this is part one of a three-part series, with the adultrio. illumi and chrollo will be coming soon!

warnings: no particular trigger warnings, lowercase intended, a lot of fluff! and cuddling! i’m afraid there’s no nsfw here... keep in mind it’s hisoka - i kept it as pg as possible... may be ooc i’m sorry :)

hisoka morow:

- you arrived at your hotel room, tired from the trip there, not quite sure what to expect. you stared at the single bed placed in the middle of the room, aghast. there must have been some kind of mistake. except there wasn’t. the room had been booked out of simplicity, with no specification on the number of beds, or anything else for that matter.

- and, of course, the man you had booked this room with was none other than hisoka morow.

- otherwise known as the most flirtatious man on earth.

- a little bit of backstory; as your strictly professional colleague, hisoka was always taunting you with his charming little phrases, treating you like his little toy whom he could mess around with.

- “oh, y/n! whatever will we do~?”

- you sighed in frustration. out of all the people you could have been stuck with on this trip, it had to be hisoka.

- hisoka sighed and pouted - not from worry or anguish - but, rather, to mock you. you shot him a dirty look.

- “my my, y/n... why so serious? it’s not like i’ll do anything~”

- the playful lilt in his voice suggested otherwise.

- while hisoka went off to take a shower, you busied yourself with your latest objective; making sure he couldn’t pull anything. being inventive as you were, you gathered all the pillows from the bed (which, for some reason, there were many of), and built a wall separating the two sides of the mattress.

- you got changed promptly, and lay on the left side of the bed, waiting for hisoka to come back. however, his shower ran for longer than expected, and soon enough you felt yourself becoming drowsy.

- just as you were about to fall asleep, you heard hisoka’s voice come from the other side of the room.

- he chuckled. “y/n, what do we have here? your latest invention~?” he teased, ridiculing you.

- “i don’t trust you.” you stated plainly, staring up at the ceiling. you couldn’t see him from across the strangely high pillow wall you had made, but you could feel him smirking.

- “...and for good reason, y/n..”

- he extended his arm and lazily ejected his bungee gum to attach to the pillows, knocking them over in an instant. damn. you thought you had made a pretty good structure.

- you rolled over lethargically to see him standing there; what a sight.

- honestly, you didn’t mind hisoka. it was just... he often became... annoying. as much as he irritated you, you had to admit he was quite pretty. striking amber eyes, streaky plum hair that fell across his face, soft lips and an overall impressive facial structure. not to mention his unique fashion sense that somehow accentuated his toned body. porcelain skin, with his childish paint, which was so often called on by you - “hisoka, do you put that on every goddamn morning?” - he was a fine man.

- but, when that bastard opened his mouth.

- what a contrary tale.

- he waltzed closer to the bed and eventually sat down with his legs crossed, like a child in a classroom - except, he was staring down at you, who was scowling at him.

- “hisoka. don’t pull anything. i’m going to sleep.” you ordered, rolling to your other side so you were now facing away from him.

- “oh y/n... but how could i resist you~?” he joked, lying down on his back, unnecessarily close to you. you tensed up.

- “hisoka.” you warned. except you didn’t really sound like you were warning anyone. some undertones in your voice urged you to let things happen - for an uncertain millisecond, thoughts of letting hisoka do what he wanted plagued your mind.

- the millisecond passed soon enough.

- the jester turned to his side, so you were both facing the same direction and began whispering in your ear with a smile. why was his voice so... smooth? so succinct and mellow? that was not the type of person he was. so why did you want to melt into him? he giggled childishly.

- “so... y/n... you wouldn’t mind if i did-”

- “-this!”

- all of a sudden, hisoka was embracing you, cuddling you and shoving his idiotic face into the crook of your neck.

- “HISOKA, YOU HAVE FIVE SECONDS TO GET OFF ME.”

- “oh, but if you wanted me off, couldn’t you simply give me a little kick~?”

- bright idea, madman. bright idea.

- you kicked him in the stomach, which invoked no painful reaction, but prompted him to roll to the other side of the bed, letting you escape from his clutches.

- “ah. y/n, that hurt~” he exhaled tiredly, feigning offence; it was more of a hum, which escaped his mouth like golden honey pouring from a dipper.

- “good. don’t come near me again.”

- “if that’s what you want, darling~”

- “don’t call me that, morow.” you glowered.

- “how scary... good night, y/n.”

- despite trying to hide it underneath his complacent ego, hisoka was beginning to worry. the man was attracted to essentially everyone, but something pulled him closer to you especially. you had a certain magnetism about you that he found increasingly attractive. why did he find teasing you so... enjoyable? why did he long for you to reciprocate? thoughts such as these had been swarming his subconscious since the beginning of the trip. he had pushed away such speculation, for it didn’t suit him.

- a man like him, a man who killed so depravedly, a man whom nothing was known about, an enigma of sorts; surely a man like that didn’t deserve to truly love.

- meanwhile, your brain was a motor engine; what had just happened, and why did you let it go on for so long? you had the reflexes of an expert nen user; so why did you let him stay there, nuzzling into you, before socking him in the gut?

- what a conundrum, for the both of you. looks like this cliche is reaching its peak, hm?

- you fell asleep soon enough; after all, the trip had been long and you were tired. not only physically, but also emotionally. hisoka wasn’t helping your case.

- hisoka himself often had trouble sleeping, which many people didn’t know. most nights, he just lay there solemnly, thinking of new card tricks or enticements for new victims.

- lately, however, he had been thinking of you.

- which he didn’t like at all.

- time passed as his mind whirred while he contemplated who you were, and why you made him so impressionable. suddenly, he heard something.

- he had his back turned to you but heard a shuffling of bedsheets. what time was it? 1am? 2am? he couldn’t tell, but he came to the conclusion that you moved around when you slept and left it at that.

- that was, until, he felt someone cling around his back and reach across his chest firmly, wrapping around his waist with their leg.

- that someone was you.

- if only you knew what you were doing, you would be appalled... maybe a little grateful... but for the most part, appalled.

- your soft breath brushed hisoka’s back delicately, making his nerves transform into an quivery yet arrogant smirk. your arm was wrapped around his chest and your leg was draped across his side. you were obviously deeply sleeping. he couldn’t see you from the way you were embracing his back, but he could have easily woken you up at any given moment.

- so, why didn’t he wake you up?

- maybe it was because he could tease you about it in the morning. yeah. that seemed reasonable. that seemed alike to what hisoka would usually do.

- or maybe it was something else, something he didn’t want to come to terms with, something panging within his heart, something festering inside of him, something that was a victim to his ignorance of emotion.

- much like he had done to you earlier, you burrowed into his shoulder, sighing contentedly, blissfully unaware of what was going on.

- blissfully unaware of the way you were ruling over hisoka, the way you were confusing him and making his emotions a tumultuous mess.

- surprisingly, you clinging to him helped him sleep, and within 15 minutes, hisoka was out like a light. though neither of you were conscious enough to experience it, those few hours you spent embracing each other felt tranquil. it almost felt normal, or like something that should have happened long ago, but never did.

- as peaceful as those hours were, the moment you woke up, everything crumbled into chaos. complete and utter mayhem - at least, on your part.

- you woke up calmly enough, as one usually does, without realising where you were or what you were doing. but, as soon as you registered that you weren’t hugging a pillow, but in fact a person, your reflexes triggered and you abruptly let go, jolting backwards and upright.

- oh my god.

- not just a person.

- hisoka morow.

- you stared at him dozing away, like the little jerk he was.

- what had he done to you? had he put you under some spell? no, that wouldn’t make sense. he was a transmuter, not a manipulator. the bastard probably didn’t even know how to manipulate. then, what was it? was it his dumb bungee gum? your mind was racing 100 miles per hour, so you sat on the left side of the bed, sullen and confused.

- your side of the bed. the left side. the side you had so protectively proclaimed as “your side”. yet there you had been, on his side of the bed, cuddling him? what type of sorcery had he used to make you embrace him so passionately?

- facing the wall, you rationalised yourself. hisoka wouldn’t have done anything, right? but neither would you. right? right?

- “awake, are we?”

- hisoka interrupted your disarray of thoughts. you stood up and turned to look at him. he was propped up on the header of the bed, staring at you composedly. with those amber eyes. what was he on? why was he doing this to you?

- “you...” you began accusing him but couldn’t finish. looking at hisoka, he seemed... well-rested for once. did he even know what had happened? was he waiting for you to admit something?

- “i...? i what, y/n? use your words~” he cooed mischievously.

- oh, the jackass. he definitely knew.

- you glared at him, unable to compile your thoughts into words. you watched as he stood up and walked toward you, until he was standing opposite you, gazing into your eyes. he smiled knowingly at you, causing an surge of emotions to rush up your throat, inciting you to say something, to do something, anything.

- “did you...”

- “no, y/n. it was you.” he simpered.

- oh.

- he raised his hand and pat you on the head, a sly and righteous smirk ceasing to wipe off his lips. he left to the bathroom, leaving you standing there, mouth agape, eyebrow twitching in annoyance. or perhaps, better said, in confusion. when did you start clinging to people like that?

- why... did you feel so at home? when you first woke up, something had been different. some sort of warmth had enveloped you, in your heart. it had felt nice to have someone to lie close to.

- in the meantime, hisoka was also seriously mulling over his emotions for you. so many questions invaded his mind, each popping up quicker than the last had been answered.

- sometimes, he felt as if it would be better to keep everything about you tucked away. underneath his charming, intelligent mask was years of emotion and love and hatred and all things deemed merely human, but too human for him to ever “deserve”.

- as the jester stared at his dazed reflection in the cheap hotel mirror, he came to this conclusion; it wasn’t a matter of what he deserved, or his entitlement. he had to confront the obvious truth that had been bugging him for so long.

- he would tell you he loved you, but not for himself. he would do it for you.

- let’s just say this was the start of something new.

hey so i thought it’d also be good to mention that this is my first time writing a fic on here... to be honest, it’s more the format of a drabble, but i hope you enjoyed! the word count was 2084 words, so i’m super sorry for rambling on too much - i feel like i got a little too deep into hisoka’s character at the end there. illumi’s and chrollo’s version will be coming when i have the time!

either way, likes or reblogs or whatever are super appreciated, but don’t feel forced to or anything! either way, i feel like no one’s gonna see this with my reach LMAOO but anyways thank you for reading, if you made it here! feedback and tips for writing on here are always helpful :)

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