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manias-wordcount · 6 months
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Never Enough (Silva Zoldyck)
Kinktober 2023 Day Twenty-Four: Breeding
𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩
𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?
𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?
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“You smell so sweet, my love. Surely it must be time for you to give me another one, yes?”
  Given the person you married, such words aren’t too odd to hear anymore. Especially early, early in the morning. And especially accompanied by the feeling of hands pulling at your nightgown and tugging it above your head. After all, you’ve been in the game for long enough to know that whenever you wake up to the feeling of your husband’s large hands spreading open your thighs and him lapping at your cunt, it’s usually because you’re ovulating. 
  And when you’re wed to a man like Silva Zoldyck, ovulation days tend to mean a whole lot of nothing but him pounding away at your body and filling you up to the brim with his seed as many times as he possibly can. 
  With the hopes that one of these days will result in a nice, shiny gift being brought into the family around nine months later. 
  Of course, your husband doesn’t really need an excuse to put his hands on you. In fact, if this was any single other day on the calendar, he would be more than happy to take you anywhere, any time. In any position. In any place. But those days he would wait until you were up and awake and coherent before diving in for his sneak attack. But those are the days he fucks you because he wants you. They’re way different from the days he fucks you because he wants to put another baby in you. 
  As if two of you don’t have enough of those yet.
  But all too soon, the sleepiness and the grumpiness melt away from your face. The pout that you were trying so hard to keep up easily slips into something a little more lewd as your husband digs his tongue inside of your lower walls, trying to make you nice and wet and loose for the absolute monster he has still tucked in his trousers. And it’s in your lustful haze that you really decide that there’s no point in being so stubborn. That you don’t even know why you woke up feeling like you wanted to be this stubborn. Perhaps it’s some lingering feelings from your last post-natal period. Perhaps it’s something else. You wouldn’t know. 
  You’re just supposed to be Silva’s cute little wife. The nice and sweet little homemaker of the family. The one who pumps out all the babies. The one who’s just a hole for her husband to use. 
  And the one who won’t say anything- just whimper and whine and moan as her husband pulls away from her pretty little pussy just to have her present it to him on all fours like a good, good, good girl.
  Already, the sleepy part of your brain misses the feeling of his tongue inside of you and his lips wrapped around your clit. You can’t help but wish that you took the time to enjoy it. That you took the time to soak it all in- maybe even ride his face a little bit more. He did have the nose for it, after all. But you don’t quite have the luxury for that anymore. Because right now, you’re face down and ass up. And Silva’s large, large hands, and coming up to grab at your hips. To align his cock. To push it inside.
  And to breed you.
  There’s no time to waste. The second your warm, wet walls give in and let his dick push past their defenses, he’s snapping to sheath his full length inside of you. Only to pull it out a half second later and to 
    And you know this. You know this for a fact because the man behind you barely gives you a moment- barely gives you a second to breathe. Because from minute one, his goal is to impale you on his cock. To care less about your comfort. After all, he can do that on another day. He can do that when he’s feeling kind and caring. But today isn’t going to be one of those days. Instead, today is going to be one of those days where it marks the first of a couple of days where your children probably won’t see you. Where your body will constantly feel like it never had energy to begin with. Where your skin will know nothing but your husband and his touch and his voice. His commands and the bruises he leaves. His breath and heartbeat. Joining you. Becoming one with you. Over and over and over again. For one reason and one reason alone.
  “This next one is going to be a girl,” Silva murmurs from behind you, leaning in closer to hold you tight against his body. You gasp out as the change in position allows for him to hit an angle more deeply Your mind doesn’t even register that he’s speaking to you. That he’s saying saying to you. You’re far too gone. Far too focused on doing your best to stay up on your two shaking legs as your husband slams into you from behind with far too much power and energy for one man this early in the morning.“A strong one. I can feel it.”
  You whine in response- once again, unable to form the right words. Or any words, for that matter. Your mind has quickly gone to mush. And now you’re at the point, where you’re far too focused on gripping at the sheets in front of you and trying not to be blown away by the sheer force and purpose and hope he puts behind every thrust of his throbbing hard cock into your awaiting hole. A hole you know will be soon pumped full of his seed. And even then, it’s hard to imagine that he’d stop.
  After all, you’ve only given him five children so far. And you’re still so young. Still so able to bear such powerful children. Still so able to take him- all of him without breaking. So what’s one more little pair of hands and feet running around the manor in a year? What’s a few more tears to dry and bright eyes to love? What’s one more show of the physical bond between husband and wife? Between mother and father. Man and woman. What’s one more?
    “We’ll get you pregnant again, my dear. Just watch me.” 
  Well, it’s what Silva wants. And you’ve been in the game for long enough to know that for Silva?
“I’ll make you big and swollen with my child today, even if it kills you.”
  One more is never enough.
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delphi333 · 8 months
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why is this shit so barren
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hxh has been out since 1998. we have had an ample amount of time WHERE IS THE CONTENT IM STARVING
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brokenquillpen · 11 months
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🔞 kinda spicy
Teaser of the next fic👀
Switching it up and writing Illumi graving and teasing Hisoka is really interesting I think 🤭
(Ahem, Illu everyone knows what you did👀)
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I'm excited for y'all to read it soon!!
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bip-n-bops-drawings · 8 months
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Short hair
My art to my Hunter x Hunter fanfic Ready or not
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o7k5a8m9i · 2 months
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🍭♡Sucker♡🍭 Hisomachi Oneshot ♠️
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{~A Hisomachi Oneshot (In case you didn't know sometimes lollipops are referred to as "suckers" I'm using it (*the word Sucker*) in the sense of both lollipop and when you call someone a "sucker" basically saying that they're stupid or have been sucked in to something)🌸💖🃏🧵♠️ enjoy 🍭~}
(*Hisoka was walking around the phantom troupe hideout (*idk*) when he came across Machi she was licking something but what?*)
Hisoka: Hi Machi~♡
Machi: what do you want? (*clearly annoyed*)
Hisoka: I was wondering what you were eating^^~♢
Machi: nothing really... Shalnark gave me a few of these Suckers..why do you care!? (*still annoyed*)
[Also I made Shalnark give them out cuz that seems like something he'd do lol🍭💖]
Hisoka: oh I was just curious~♡
[As Hisoka looked at Machi he started to think... That SHE was in a way a sucker...(*It's about to get REALLY cringe so just a warning 😭👁️👁️*) Her pink hair as pink as the suckers. her blue eyes as appetizing as the sweet teste of the suckers. her personality in a way is similar. unlike other candy (*women*) that you could just eat fastly (*win over*) she was a slow thing you can't just eat a sucker he'd have to work at it lick it even if you get tired the sucker won't just let you eat it. to win you have to lick and lick and lick it's a battle and his gonna win✨🃏]
Machi: well I don't care..(*lifts her hand up a few suckers in it*)...
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Hisoka: huh?~♢
Machi: want one?...(*blushs and looks away*) it doesn't matter to me!!! I was just wondering...
Hisoka: I'd love one~♡ (*Hisoka Smiles*)
[and so he took a lick of the sucker and his sucker girl💖]
(*Machi whispered under her breath*)
Machi: Sucker....(*blushs*)...///
(*Hisoka didn't care he'd win the war. the war of her Heart 🧵💖🃏*) ♤ ♡ ♢ ♧ ♤ ♡ ♢ ♧ ♤ ♡ ♢ ♧ ♤ ♡ ♢ ♧ ♤ ♡ ♢ ♧ ♤ ♡ ♢ ♧ Omg that was so damn cringe!!!😫🙏 forgive me 🍭💖✨🌸 I did kinda like the idea though 🌹♠️
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Thanks for reading🧵🃏🌸🌹♠️
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masakuterarr · 2 months
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Uvonark Highschool AU Fanficton
FINALLY! First chapter of my highschool Fanfiction is up!!! Please check it out and tell me your oppinion about it! I feel kinda insecure about it but at the same time I love it! <3 Link to the Ao3 here <3
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miyokurenai · 9 months
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A person's life is truly difficult to understand but also complicated to face. The only suspect of this complexity is processing a decision to put out. Deciding what for you is right or what for others is right. Do let me tell a story of two offspring that were born together. Born at the same time, same place, same date and also definitely same parents but they are in opposite gender.
Sheella (you girl readers) walked pass to a dim post lamp where it's light flickered, on and off. The chill of the air hugs around her skin leaving a shiver of coldness. It's sad, even my jacket left me. She  thought.
Then decided to sit on a bench under that disco flickering lamp where her eyes gets dizzy from time to time. Light or dark?!
She looked around where she is alone with no one to talk to. Only the trees around that swayed with the rustle of it's leaves. Even a soul of ghost, a small frog, any flying moth or any animals desperate for accompaniment.
She sighed at dismay for thinking ridiculous things that even the sky didn't make it to happen. She laid her back at the wood bench to think of what to do........ Or what to choose.
"My destiny is not written on their mouths" she whispered to herself with a frustrated tone. But to her surprise a paper flew and smacked directly to her face.
Now her frustration before slowly rised and soon to be pissed. What angered her is after she took that paper ready to throw away; she saw one word.
Killed
"Dammit " is the only word she mumbled where everything flashbacked across her mind. She could almost curse that sheet  of a news paper.
Not out of frustration of now she knows what a paper taste like. But a deep anger for the victim killed himself and herself, as the police states. After all they weren't stabbed on their own, they were being stabbed. That's what she knows.
Things she just want to forget or better for her to be forgotten.
She snapped out of it and shook her head. If only she can stumble at a fortune teller or maybe scrolls lying on a grass, any website about quotes or saying that can help lead you to a right destination. That might help. She cheered up herself.
She started to stand while her two hands are at the side to support her form lifting her body and knees. But she stopped, for her left hand did not felt any woodenware or rough surface of a bench. It's smooth and  thick.
She turned her head to take a look and saw a book. Furrowed her eyebrows as a response for that thing wasn't there before, or maybe was there but she never took notice.
She leaned to it closer afraid to touch it because it might be dirty? She was unsure for that thought but she felt that the book is strange.
Maybe if she laid a finger on it aliens might come  get her or maybe not.  Don't mind of her overthinking it's natural for people experiencing this kind of unserious  business, especially if you're starting to panic or get scared.
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Sheella sighed in relief after seeing the title of it, " Living Anime |All about Anime Quotes| ? " she read aloud accidentally out of confusion. Not because she doesn't understand that simple main idea of the book but because who on Earth would publish this kind of book.
You can practically search it under Google services, website or even elsewhere. Even I your narrator would give that idea.
Because of seeing the title of that book her worries before were erased inside her and she took it and felt the texture of the cover. It's no ordinary cardboard paper with plastic cover as protection like the usual books. This one is made of leather, wooden bark or any sturdy piece coming from the blessing of nature. She can't figure out what kind of material but she knows it's no ordinary one. Then she flipped the first page.
Once you've read, it may or may not come alive
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She observed that the paper is brownish and smells like it's been years, centuries or even decades since it has been published. She can't figure out if the color of paper was due to it's natural color or it's oldness. But another design caught her interest for it's not printed, but hand written and hand drawn. The border of every detail is sketched with the use of an ink and feather. After seeing those clean and beautiful strokes she got an idea that whoever made this has a gifted artistic talent.
But the statement gave a question to her what does it signifies but due to too much curiosity of what's the content of the book she flipped the next. Where it's border is the same as before but instead of details and words that a book would usually contain, she only saw one statement or a quote if she is not mistaken instead of a story.
But the picture of it is quite colored that amazed her with an anime character or characters included as a perfect picture that is well handrawn. There are four boys that can be friends that wears matching black suits and black matching neckties while sitting at a sofa. There's one with a gold yellow hair that can be at the age of 18 or 19, almost at her age. By judging his looks his a type of guy who is serious that attracted her. Next to him is a black charcoal with a strand of emerald hue with a tall then spiky haircut that looks like a cheerful jolly type of boy. While the other boy laid his head over his palm at his knees with white cotton snowy colored hair that's fluffy where you almost want to touch it if it's true. He appears to be serious too but maybe sarcastic or cool one she is kind of confused how to describe it but her heart skipped when she realized this boy is cute. The next one gave her not much interest and looks rather an old man maybe in 30's or 40's of his age. She saw a kanji at the other side of the page but she didn't bother to think of it since she has no knowledge about that particular language. Then started to read the statement on the left side of the page.
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"The stronger someone is, the better they are at hiding that strength"
-Killua
She is not familiar of who are they but she heard the name Killua before. Yet before she could squeeze her brain some idea struck like a lightning at her mind. "It's getting dark, he's going to kill me!" She panicked as she quickly carried the book without putting it inside her bag for she is panicking of what will happen once she opened the door of her home.
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While running where her mind screams at her to move her legs faster her forehead starts to sweat. Unsure if it comes from to much unaware track and field experience or her instinct tells her she is not alone anymore.
She should be glad that she is not lonely but no. Her guts tells her that there is someone but cannot locate where he or she is.
So she did not head home but around a street farther from that. To her unfortunate moment she ended up at a quiet part of the street where needing help is unheard.
She hid herself behind a dumpster, a tall large lump of dumpster so she has a chance to see if someone is following her or just only her hallucination without her getting caught, for now.
"Baka!, I told you to stop following her!" A hair white as snows cotton mist boy that is somehow fluffily spiky with blue ocean eyes and a pale whitish tone of his skin . He yelled at someone while he shoved his two hands at his pocket. She slightly moved her head to view who the boy was talking to for the garbage bag in front of her really is large.
"Quiet Killua" the boy shushed him. He  also had a spiky hair but taller with black charcoal color and a strand of green emerald hue. He looked around finding something or her. He closed his eyes and lifted his nose up in the air and, sniffed?
Is he a dog? Shellia whispered as she is bewildered of how weird she is seeing. I as your narrator will ask the same question.
"How's the scent of garbage?" Killua sarcastically commented while covering his nose for not only viewing bags of trash but you also need to stand it's painful stench.
"There!" Gon exclaimed and pointed his fingers at a pile of large garbage. Sheila immediately hid her head after seeing a finger pointed at her hiding place. She is now spotted.
"Let's kill her!" He continued with determination on his tone.
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I wished you liked the story especially to the hxh anime fans out there.
Count me in to you're club!
I'm still thinking if I should continue this story but who knows what tomorrow brings. Well for now, feel free to comment below what you felt or whatever you want to say.
I'm also open for request, thanks.
I hope I'll be a way to brighten up your day!
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voidcat-senket · 1 year
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hunter X Hunter Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gon Freecs/Killua Zoldyck Characters: Gon Freecs, Killua Zoldyck, Biscuit Krueger Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Actors, Chatlogs, Aged-Up Gon Freecs/Killua Zoldyck, Embarrassed Killua Zoldyck, gay disaster Killua Zoldyck, Getting Together, Gon is a Puppy Summary:
Due to a career-ending knee injury, hockey player and son of famous action star Ging Freecs, Gon Freecs has pivoted to acting. He has recently been cast in a new Teen Drama produced by the HXH network, opposite middle son Killua of the famous Zoldyck acting dynasty. The show, Greed Academy, is set to be directed by long-time favorite Biscuit Krueger. Internet buzz suggests that the obvious chemistry between the two actors may be more than just on-screen!
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justxaxbit · 1 year
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A Killugon AU Idea
An Ice Skating AU, in which Killua and Gon need to become a pair and work together (Ice Skating Couples). And the rest is history
(Their coach could even be Biscuit)
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manias-wordcount · 1 year
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Can you do Illumi cockwarming his heavily pregnant wife while they ‘discuss’ baby names?
Baby Love (Illumi Zoldyck x Reader)
𝗔/𝗡: 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗶 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝗯𝗼𝘅 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛 𝗯𝗿𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗼 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱. 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗳𝘂𝗹. 𝗜'𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘂𝗺𝗶 𝗳𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜'𝗺 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁
𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 !! 𝘃𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝗰𝗼𝗰𝗸𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴
𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩
𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?
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All around you, you can’t help but feel it. You can’t help but feel his warmth.
  “How about the name Silva?” Illumi’s voice is almost painfully quiet as he delivers another question to you from behind. In the meantime, his hand moves from your waist to slide over your stomach- your very swollen stomach. “What do you think about that one?”
  Your face twists up in a pout as you try to turn your head to look at your husband. But you’re quickly distracted by the feeling of his hand spreading across your belly, pressing ever so lightly on your stomach. It’s far from enough pressure to cause you any sort of discomfort. In fact, it’s just enough to pull your gaze back to his hand as his thumb starts to rub small, small circles into your skin. 
  At the same time, his other hand gets to work in the shadows. It slips below your parted legs as your sit prettily in his lap. You hardly even notice it at first when he makes a grab for the meat of your thigh- squeezing it gently before moving your leg to ensure that you’re spreading out even further for him. It causes you to lean back into his chest with a sharp breath. And of course, he’s ready for that too as his body oh-so subtly followed behind you with a roll of his hips. Effectively sheathing and trapping his hard cock inside of your pussy once more.
  Licking your lips, you let out another sigh, content with the feeling of being so full. It’s a good feeling. A great feeling, even. Still being able to sit in his lap and take all of him despite how far along you are in your pregnancy. Admittedly you had your fears in the beginning. You thought imagined so many awful scenarios in your head. Of him wanting to leave once he found out you were pregnant. Him wanting nothing to do with you once he saw your body change. But those horrible thoughts had been chased away ever since you told him the big news. Those horrible thoughts of yours have nothing on the way Illumi presses a kiss to your temple every time his hand smoothes over your bump.
  Still, despite his seemly good intentions, you know his aim right now. You know exactly why he’s doing this. Why he’s making you feel so incredibly soft and adored and cared for right now. And it all has to do with the name he just pitched.
  And unfortunately for you, it’s working.
  “Silva?” You ask, your eyebrows drawing together as your own hand raises up to place itself on top of the one Illumi has settled on your stomach. It’s mesmerizing watching the hands of a skilled assassin take on such an innocent activity with such grace. If you knew nothing about your husband or his family, you would have absolutely no idea that the man who was currently plugging up your fluttering walls was a trained killer. No idea at all. “Isn’t that…your father’s name?”
  “It is.” He answers you simply. It’s accented with him leaning forward ever so slightly and turning his head. The kiss he places on your cheek is light. Sweet. Cute, even. It’s hard to think about cute when even his slightest movements the dick buried inside of your stirring up your insides. He chuckles as you give out a pleasure-filled cry, as if he finds your oversensitive body more amusing than anything else in the world. But you have no desire to be mad at him. Not when he’s been so, so, so good to you and the little one inside of you all this time. “It’s a good name though. Powerful name for a boy.”
  “Right…” You murmur, a small smile spreading across your lips as the hand on your thigh starts to squeeze and massage your skin once more. Your eyes couldn’t help but follow his arm, watching as the muscles of his toned bicep rippled and moved as you played with your soft body. It’s an old habit of his. Putting his hands on every single part of your body during every single moment the two of you were together. And you would be lying if you said you hated it. Just like you’d be lying if you said that what he was doing right now wasn’t making you melt even further into his awaiting arms “...any other ideas, Illumi?”
  “No.” He saws almost immediately with another kiss on your cheek. “Just the one.”
  At that, a giggle escapes you. His admiration for his family is… well, admirable. Of course, you always had some other ideas besides naming your baby Silva but you figured that be a conversation for another time. A time when you weren’t so distracted and when Illumi wasn’t so distracting. Besides, you had another question you wanted to ask him. One that was just sitting on the tip of your tongue, waiting for its chance to escape.
  “And…what about if it’s a girl?” You ask quietly, gently patting the hand he has on your stomach with one of your own. This time you do succeed in turning your head to look at him, curious about what he would have to say about that question. “Have any ideas for a girl? Or…would you are you thinking of naming her Kikyo?”
  Like with most of your jokes, your husband doesn’t react very visibly despite the teasing lilt your voice takes on. But this time, there’s a change. A change you don’t think you’ve noticed before as he goes completely silent and his expression turns thoughtful. Yet he doesn’t ever stop looking at you as his thumb draws its circles and circles into your skin. And you? You never falter from his gaze. You never look away from his eyes. You never shy away from his smiles. Not anymore at least. 
  Because you know who he is. Despite his background. Despite his skills. Despite his job. His flaws. His character. His family. Despite everything. You know who he is. But you don’t run. You don’t hide. No, you just melt and melt and melt into his embrace. You let his hands play with your body. You let his lips touch your skin.
  “No…she wouldn’t be named after my mother. Our daughter would have to have a different name.”
   Because around you feel it.
  “She would have to have a name as prettier as I know she would be…”
  You can’t help but feel his warmth.
  “...a name as pretty as her mother is.”
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lazyislays · 7 months
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İ gave in and wrote an illumi x oc fanfic, still working on chapter 2
Also on AO3 by the same name!! (the title is a weezer reference 💀)
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dreamerwithapen1 · 2 years
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The overpowering smell of Leorio's cologne filled Illuru's nostrils as the man in question leaned forward, a mere few inches now separating their faces. His eyes were narrowed so much that she could hardly see them, and she briefly wondered if it actually helped him to see more clearly by doing so. Somehow she doubted that that was the case. His brows pulled together as the look of intense concentration on his face deepened.
Illuru's own face remained perfectly blank despite the close proximity of someone that, until only a few minutes ago, she had never met. She held herself completely still and waited patiently for Leorio to finish his evaluation.
With a low grunt, he finally pulled away and stood at his full height once more, four sets of eyes watching him expectantly. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, the twitch of his eyebrow being their only warning before he exploded.
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villainbait · 1 year
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Tag, You’re It
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Hi homies I’m back with a Hisoka x reader one-shot.
Summary: “Almost there, almost there. You can make it.” You were muttering aloud to yourself as you deftly rounded the next corner, spotting the agreed upon safe spot a mere 100 yards in front of you. The triumphant yell in your throat turned into a harsh shriek as a hand you hadn’t seen suddenly clasped around your upper arm, jerking your body forcefully into the dark alley.
Something was definitely wrong with Hisoka.
Chapter Tags: Consensual Non-Consent, Predator/Prey, Public Sex, Begging, Dacryphilia, Violence, Canon-Typical Violence, Canon-Typical Behavior, Sexual Violence, Explicit Sexual Content, Dirty Talk, Stalking, yandere behavior, Bondage, Light Bondage, Bungee Gum Bondage, Impact Play, Spanking, unhinged hisoka hours??, tenderly caressing your cheek then slapping it? beautiful 10/10
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Her room had four walls, a ceiling, a floor, one door, and no windows. There was a vent in the ceiling that she could not reach, so far above her that even when she put all her stuffed animals in a pile her fingers could not come close. Two of the walls were longer than the other two, but all had the same pattern. A blue sky with trees and mountains and flowers on it. To be specific, there were 12 flowers, two mountains, and four trees. The room had 73 stuffed animals, 22 dolls, 13 different sets of clothing for her to wear, and not a single mirror. Everything was soft and fluffy and harmless.
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bleach-your-panties · 5 months
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【h】【【x】【h】🧢🖋
KURAPIKA KURTA
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●feitan portor
●kite
●pokkle
●morel mackernasy
【r】【e】【s】【e】【r】【v】【e】📓🖋
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juniperboyu · 10 months
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friendly reminder that my ask box is open for Naruto, HXH and DBZ fanfiction/imagines/etc. requests as well as general silly tomfoolery
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